Slaves To Their Stripes

by Birdybirdbird

Rating: mature
Tags: Alternate Universe, Other, Original Character, Porn, Fetish, Non-consensual, Sex, Zebra, Main 6, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 104025

Zebras conquer Equestria, as well as all the mares in it, every one of them being destined to become cocksleeves, mothers and zebra-loving sluts by the time they’re done with them.

For months they’d been preparing for this, and finally the plan was ready.

The zebras have always been a sexual species, but after their queen learned about a land filled with mares, they made a plan to take care of the majority’s pent-up lust, not because they had to, but because they wanted to. Fortunately for the zebras, they all had no problem with moving to Equestria, claiming it as well as the ponies in it as their own

The second it was suggested, every last zebra stallion swiftly agreed, them and their massive horsecocks excited for what was to come.

Spoiler alert! The zebras end up taking over Equestria, every mare there for the taking when it’s two princesses are ‘defeated’ by the futa zebra queen.

This will be a very zebradom-focused smutfic and every chapter will include some pony/ponies getting fucked by fat zebra cock, the striped stallions owning them and not having anypony able to stop them as they claim their breedable bodies, shaping them into their perfect, cock-craving slaves!

If you want to watch Equestria fall to the might of zebracock, then this fic’s for you!

This fic has zebras dominating Equestria, so there’s domination, submission, minds breaking to cock, gangrape, corruption, impregnation, a shit-ton of zebradom, some mares being much more ‘welcoming’ than others, and probably a bunch more kinky stuff in here too! Enjoy, just remember what you’re getting into! :twilightblush:

Oh, and this story is one with rape and gangrape, but isn’t rape exclusively.

This story is set before the end of season 6. So we have Starlight and Trixie friends, and Flurry Heart existing, but no reformed changelings.

And by the way, if you guys have any kinky ideas you want to tell me about for possible future chapters then go ahead and mention them in the comments!

Art by Welost
2930835 on Derpibooru

Published 2023-02-15 22:40:00 UTC
Last updated 2024-09-13 17:00:00 UTC

Prologue: Royally Fucked

Prologue: It Begins

Looking down at the mares in front of them on the streets of Canterlot, the group of zebras smirked devilishly, in a great mood after what (or more accurately who) they just did. Only months ago these zebras had been nobodies to the creatures of this land, all of them unaware of the spies that were lurking amongst them. But now the zebras had basically conquered their kingdom, the country of striped equines not to face any backlash as their plan to dominate it worked flawlessly.

Zebras are many things, striped, powerful, though as of now they are known for being the conquerors of the Royal Sisters, one of the two currently panting while the other wasn’t able to.

There they were, the princesses having the front of their bodies down on the ground, exhausted from this whole experience. Huge asses stuck in the air, pointing upwards as cum trickled down from the pussies of the alicorns that’d just been impregnated, it having been done as many ponies watched on, them all not able to bring themselves to look away from the mighty falling.

Watching from the sidelines, ~~enjoying~~ adoring the show that was being put on, Queen Domina of the zebras took a deep breath in, to give the signal to the other zebras to begin their ‘invasion’, setting up something else that they prepared for when they succeeded. But a voice, a whisper interrupted her, it coming from the princess of the sun. “M-More. P-P-Please.”

Grinning at the mare below her, she pretended he didn’t hear, when really all the zebras close to her did. “Hmm? What was that?” Everypony and everyzebra went silent, the area somehow even quieter than before, watching as their ruler pleaded for more. “Hmm? What was that?”

“P-Please! I need more!” Their already hard cocks twitched, every zebra there watching on hungrily, enjoying as the broken mare craved what was in between their legs.

Happily trotting forward and mounting the mare she owned for the second time today, her huge horsecock’s head touched her winking clit that was covered in multiple zebras’ cum, pushing against her but not into her yet. “Tell us what you want louder, slut!”

Not giving it a second thought, the ruler of the ponies gave in to what they wanted from her, all dignity thrown away as something more important was her priority. “PLEASE! I NEED YOUR SUPERIOR ZEBRA COCKS IN MY ROYAL PUSSY! FUCK ME LIKE A SLUT! PUT MORE OF YOUR ZEBRA FOALS IN ME! PLEASE!” Trying to push back into it, she didn’t even notice her ponies, them watching their former leader submit to her need.

At the same time, as the cheers coming from their fellow zebras roared loudly around them, the one behind her slammed her hips forward, forcing her entire length into her pussy, making it feel euphoric in her again as the once-great mare moaned out throatily for more, Domina eager to fuck her again ruthlessly, slamming into her fat cheeks. These sluts’ll make perfect broodmares!

To understand what led to these events you’d first have to go back, seeing who the zebras were and what drove them to do… this. It all starts in the lands of Zebrica

Having existed as long as ponies have, the zebras have always been their own people, living far from Equestria in their own native lands. And though the species are similar, there are still many differences between them.

However one of the main differences that set off this chain of events was that, with ponies, the mares easily outnumbered the stallions, though in the land of the zebras, it was the opposite. The male zebras outnumbering the female ones at the same ratio causes problems, leaving most zebras constantly being pent-up and irritable from the lack of sexual activity they can get into.

You see, physiologically, zebras are actually incredibly similar to ponies, however the most important difference between the two is that zebras are a species made for fucking. They are typically more virile, have more stamina, and have a much more demanding sex drive, plus far superior genitalia compared to pony stallions (and that isn’t even everything). So there being about ten times more stallions than mares had always been an unfixable problem inside their lands.

But they solved that problem soon enough after their queen had gotten word of a land far away, a land that they didn’t need, but wanted.

At a hurried pace, a zebra mare trotted forward with purpose. Skilfully, she weaved through the forest they called home, making sure to stay out of sight of every big-dicked stallion she could. All zebras lived in trees, their homes being made inside of them, and this zebra was trying to reach one known to them all as the Grand Tree, it otherwise known as the residency of the Zebra Queen and the largest tree in the lands.

Having done this many times before, sneaking around, the mare was quite an expert at it, which proved helpful to her job as the best spy the zebras had.

Most zebra spies were female, at least they could be trusted not to go around fucking any new species they could find… most of the time.

Anyway, recently, she’d been on a mission. This spy had been investigating a rumour they’d heard about a defective zebra of theirs, and so, with permission went to find out more so she could feed it back to her queen.

Soon the Grand Tree came into view, and used to this, she just opened the door and walked into the huge yet sparsely-decorated room, despite it being of royalty. As she entered the main room which also happened to be the throne room, she spied the queen sat atop her usual wooden throne, her noticing the intruder instantly and showing her delight in her deep voice.

“Ah, Zynthi, how’d the scouting operation go?” Rising from her seat, the one and only Queen Domina showed her body to the smaller zebra for the first time in just over a year. Domina was queen, and for a reason. With a body as big as Princess Lunas, she had rippling muscle instead of the curves that a pony would have at that size. Her head had many a thick dreadlock hanging down, yet not covering her muzzle or her fiery red eyes. But she wasn’t just known for the powerful striped body that she’d gotten from being royalty, but many other things as well, what hung from her being one of them. Between her legs, two terrifyingly massive testicles sat there, being even bigger than those of other zebras and much, much bigger than those of a pony stallion. And along with those musky, cum-filled balls was her HUGE horsecock. The biggest in the land, it was currently in it’s sheath, but when it escaped it, the throbbing phallus would be able to make any creature feel pleasure beyond comprehension, showing to all zebras that she was their leader and nozebra else.

Making sure not to ogle her for too long, loyal spy Zynthi bowed deeply in respect. “My queen, I come back with excellent news, and I’d like you to hear it, if you so choose.”

“Zynthi, Zynthi…” As if she were reprimanding her, Domina shook her head disappointed, trotting over to the only other zebra in her home. Reaching her, her hoof signalled that she get off the floor. After she had, the hoof then tilted Zynthi’s head up, the eye contact unbreakable. “Is that any way for the queen’s broodmare to speak to her?”

It wasn’t and she knew that, she’d just let her respect for the queen get in the way of their ‘relationship’. “I’m sorry, my queen, I did not mean-“

“There is no need to be so formal, my mate. You know I’ve never cared for that rhyming tradition.” Domina cared about Zynthi and absolutely loved getting exclusive rights to the mare’s perfect curves, but occasionally she could be too formal. Fortunately though she had an idea that could help with that. “Zynthi, do you know why, despite being my only broodmare, I still haven’t impregnated you yet?”

When the futa zebra turned and walked back to her throne, it was impossible for the less muscular and more plump of the two to avoid looking at the swaying balls tempting her forward, but still she tried answering the question. “I… N-No, my queen.”

Collapsing onto the royal seat, Domina sat casually, spreading her lower legs and letting her genitalia be there for the room to see. “It is because I don’t want you pregnant… yet. And Zynthi, I always get what I want. Not because I get it handed to me but because I take it for my own, like how I took you and made every part of you mine.” Having held back her arousal that had been building up ever since she’d first seen her thick-thighed broodmare again, the queen stopped holding back, letting her body prove her point.

Her spread legs had shown her sheath, but releasing the tension there, Domina kept up the dominating yet intimate eye contact as her cock began rising from her sheath. A black in colour, the same as the rest of her junk, every single inch was making itself known. Her huge flared head was first, and after that the thick, veiny shaft started revealing itself, up and up, it was as if her dick would never stop until it did temporarily. Her attractive muzzle developing a smirk, the queen grunted lightly as her medial ring made its way out too, them both not moving as she let herself become fully erect.

It was no secret in their society that zebras had massive dicks, but this one… Nothing could scream superiority like this one could.

While red eyes stared at Zynthi’s golden ones, her own eyes were unable to look away from the heavenly mast that she’d already felt claim her before. When her back legs started quivering, both her mouth and marehood instantly began drooling, her tail lifting itself out of habit. Just the sight of it could have such an effect on her, so the memory of how she remembered it felt all those months ago led to droplets of her arousal dripping down from in between her crack.

“Zynthi. Worship your queen.” It was no request. The ruler of all zebras gave her a command.

And not able to even think about resisting, the broodmare stalked closer to her, not taking her eyes off of it and not wanting to. “Yes, my queen.”

It had been hours. Many, many hours of nothing but constant carnal fucking. Deciding that it was finally time, Domina didn’t get her lover to use any infertility potions, choosing to impregnate her mare after so long. And she did, the futa zebra came deep in her pussy knowing she’d get to knock up her mare, shooting enough cum to fill a bucket inside of her, over and over.

They’d lost track of how many times they’d cum, though to be honest, they hadn’t been counting in the first place. All they knew as they rested was that it had been amazing.

The room had pools of both their cum all over and stunk, stunk of sex. Zynthi had been squirting everywhere constantly as she got used and there was way too much cum from Domina to be contained within her so instead it poured out onto the floor.

Speaking of Domina, the zebras’ ruler was sat atop her throne again like she had been earlier, but the main difference was not her appearance that made her look like she’d done nothing but fuck constantly all day (which she had), it was actually the zebra that was still impaled on her fuckstick sat atop her.

With her equine pussy still spread, Zynthi’s belly was bafflingly bloated as her sweaty, furry back lay on Domina’s front. Panting, her insides were as stuffed as they possibly could be with hot zebra cum, each drop fertile with her having been knocked up long ago.

The plan to stop Zynthi’s formality had been successful if the begging for more cock was any indication. So the exhausted lovers tried their best in rejuvenating their energy, not moving and bathing in the afterglow of such a ravenous fucking.

It had been so difficult. Too difficult. To cope with her sexual frustrations during Zynthi’s absence, so it had all been pent-up, but at long last she got to let out every part of her frustration onto her broodmare’s now sore, red ass. A while back though she had sent the mare away to investigate something, something that could potentially fix problems such as that one. “Hey, Zynth’, you still in there?” Domina pushed her hips up to get her attention, but considering where exactly her hips were the throaty moan should’ve been expected.

“AAAAAAHHHHNN!…” Crying out, she quickly readjusted herself. It wasn’t easy, but she’d do it, only her queen could do this to her. “Y-Yes Domina?”

“Are you okay? I’m surprised you can still speak after all that screaming.” Wrapping her front hooves around her, they shared a surprisingly tender moment. The two were in a role where Domina basically owned Zynthi and her body, but that didn’t mean that she didn’t care for her toy.

Her hooves felt her belly for a second, Zynthi adoring how she could feel it all inside of her. Ha, I already look pregnant. Sighing blissfully, she closed her eyes and snuggled deeper into the warm embrace that also held her in place and kept her stomach looking so unnaturally big. “You know, my love, I feel rather grand. You certainly have the best dick in the land!”

“Ha!” Tactfully, Queen Domina ignored the new nickname she’d gotten off of her mare. It had actually sent her arousal back up to 100, her absolutely willing to pump another healthy load into Zynthi’s helpless cunt, but she wasn’t just the best breeder in Zebrica and past it, she was also a queen who had duties to do and subjects to please. “So, you said you have word of the land of ponies and our defective spy there?” It wasn’t the best time nor place, but why not?

“Ah, yes.” For the past year she’d been gone, she had been scouting around secretly in a distant land known as ‘Equestria’, and despite it being difficult to disguise herself as a pony, they soon let her know everything she’d wanted to know. The ponies were far too friendly and trusting, and soon, that would be their downfall. “Pony society has many more similarities to our own than would be expected, one being the gender bias.”

Hanging on every word, Domina put in her input only when needed to learn more. “They also have a lack of mares? Do they have the same problems we have?” If so, they could make excellent allies.

“Actually no, theirs is like ours, only reversed.” Even without Zynthi saying it, Domina understood perfectly. Yes the ponies had a huge gender gap in their society too, but as zebras’ bodies are breeding machines with a vastly more demanding sex drive, the ponies haven’t had to deal with the struggles of an entire nation being pent-up and needing mares to pound to their heart’s content.

Wait a minute… The thought passing through her head, it instantly clicked into place. Like lightning, a wicked smirk took over her queenly face. “So what you’re saying is that there’s an entire nation of mostly mares just waiting to be… conquered?!” The problems all her subjects were facing, gone, in an instant they could try and take over this Equestria, not only claiming the land but every mare there too. They were zebras, mindless fucking was in their DNA, so she was sure they’d have no problem taking those ponies there. Plus if there’s such an abundance of them then I’ll take some for myself too!

“There’s a little more to it than that, Equestria actually having a few protectors to defend it from threats… but yes, I have full confidence that we could claim everything we could possibly want there if done correctly.”

With just this information, so much had turned around for both Zebrica and Domina. After too much sexual and personal strife, she’d finally gotten her favourite broodmare back, her balls emptied, the promise that her kingdom could be helped where desperately needed, and even the possibility of more broodmares on the way willing to worship her just like Zynthi did. There was still something else on Domina’s mind though… “And what of the Zecora? Is that traitorous spy there?”

“Mhm. She is there. She never noticed me.” A past spy of theirs or not, Zecora was a good spy, but never their best.

“Good. I’ll be sure to let my subjects have fun with her.” Only the worst for a traitor to the queen. “Now, do you have any knowhow of how these ponies could fall?”

Craning her neck up, Zynthi mischievously smiled to the parent of her foals. “What’s in it for me?”

The answer slipped out without her even needing to think about it. “If you do I’ll consider taking you to the royal bedroom and showing you just how a queen treats her personal broodmare.”

Deal! Excitedly hurrying her words, Zynthi couldn’t wait, wriggling on her seat that was still partially inside of her. “Then we’re both lucky I do have an idea! I doubt you will have but have you ever heard of the Royal Sisters, Celestia and Luna?”

Filtering into the clearing in front of a large podium, hundreds if not thousands of zebras trotted hurriedly. It wasn’t very often that the queen called a meeting between all zebras, and especially not one that -for some reason- required every single zebra possible.

Some could say that zebras in a crowd could be difficult to tell apart, and they as a society understood how true that fact was. They didn’t get to have different coloured fur and manes like ponies, so they preferred others things, adorning their bodies with things like bracelets or piercings wherever they wanted them. They were considered attractive among all zebras, male and female, with the mares having the option of getting neck rings as well, another thing zebras found attractive on them.

Every one of them there was curious as to what was so important as to need all of them, that as well as slightly irritated. Due to the population’s problems and many zebras not getting what their bodies demanded, many of them could be easy-to-anger, on-edge, and sometimes just uncooperative, not able to work peacefully with the zebras around them.

Looking up to the podium, the zebras saw their own dependable ruler up there, her being the one to have called this in the first place. Standing tall in the way only she could, Domina smiled with her usual fierce grin before booming out to all of them. “My loyal subjects, I call you all here with an idea, one that could easily bring about a better, more pleasurable future for all zebra-kind! I am fully aware of how irate you all are with little to no mares in this country, so with this idea I tell you all we have the chance to diminish all wasted lust, the plague of blue balls being something we’d no longer have to put up with!”

Without her having told them the idea yet, a few were doubtful, muttering cynically to the ones around them. The rest however’s interest was peaked, the idea of more sex was a literal dream come true for them, so the promise of zebras being able to fuck whenever they wanted had instantly grasped their attention. Plus they knew their queen always delivered, and if this was one of those cases they’d support her to no end.

“I have discovered a land far away, one of ponies.” They all knew what ponies were, their lands could get visitors occasionally and so they knew all about ponies, as well as how close they were biologically. “But about the ponies… Here in this land we have tension in our society and in our zebras, but they do not. Here in Zebrica, the stallions outnumbered the mares ten to one, but in this ‘Equestria’ the opposite is in fact true.”

Even the doubters were interested now, the unspoken offer sounded too enticing, some were growing hard from just the ideas their minds were coming up with as well as the obvious assumption that she’d called them here for the possibility of this idea of hers coming to fruition.

Glad to see them all interested, their leader’s smile grew as she continued, happy at knowing they all were thinking the same thing. “We zebras have always been a rather peaceful nation, but I believe we can all agree that this is an opportunity that should not go to waste!” Cheering starting was impossible to miss, every lustful zebra excited in multiple ways from the promise behind her words that weren’t empty.

Something else to mention is zebra beliefs, they do not have a monarch or leader so don’t say ‘Sweet Celestia’ every time they’re shocked. But an important thing is the zebra’s belief of them being superior to ponies, because of this every zebra, even the few zebra mares in the crowd, were curious about this opportunity and what was planned for these ponies. In a way they aren’t wrong with these thoughts, though they can have magic and the gift of flight, evolution has given the zebras the bodies of perfect breeders.

But back to the meeting at hoof, “I know how you all feel, and that is why I say we take this land of ponies for ourselves, taking the ponies with it and claiming their bodies as zebra property!” More cheering erupted, they couldn’t imagine anything better than a whole land of mares just waiting to be thoroughly bred.

Meanwhile, a great distance away from them, the ponies were just going about their day, not aware of what was to come for them.

For only a week they planned, sending a few more spies and making sure every last flaw in their plan and every last problem they had was dealt with. Like it was mentioned, the zebras could often be uncooperative with each other, but in the time before the big day there was nothing but peace, excitement, and anticipation.

The first thing they’d needed to do was figure out how to defeat these ‘defences’ Zecora had mentioned, so with her help they tried learning everything about the ponies Celestia and Luna. They had also heard of something called the Elements of Harmony, but if Zecora was right when she said that all six were necessary for them to work then they were sure that they would ‘take out’ one or two of them by chance with their plan anyway.

After they had learned enough the weaknesses of ponies, they started producing the tools that would be intended for them: magic black paint, piercings, neck rings, and even dispersion rings.

The dispersion rings are rings of gold, used by the ponies to make the unicorn/alicorn wearing it be unable to use any of their horn’s magic. They’d never had to make them before until now, not needing them due to their lack of horns, but if Zecora was right with how much they relied on magic to fight then these rings would be perfect for the plan.

The piercings, black paint and neck rings are different, they don’t have any effect on the ponies themselves, but every zebra there was sure they’d want them on their ponies as a perfect sign of their submission and loyalty to zebra cock. When they were done with them, every single mare in Equestria would be ‘striped’.

They knew that there would be resistance (they weren’t even using potions or anything to ‘persuade’ the ponies to worship them) but they knew the power their bodies held. The zebras knew full well that the ponies would grow to love and beg for zebra cock, even if they didn’t want to in the beginning.

So now, after all that time preparing and all that time looking forward to it, they were ready.

In Canterlot, it was just another day for the ponies there, the sun was out, the birds were chirping, and everypony was going about their day, oblivious to the seven zebra stallions moving through their city in disguise, colourful paints all over their bodies to let them go unnoticed, though many mares did still give them lingering glances.

For days the zebras had travelled on hoof, every single striped stallion and mare abandoning their home with the intention of living here now. It had been an arduous journey, but finally, after some rest, the plan was underway.

Heading in the direction of the castle the sisters lived in, a few of this group had their own saddle bags, each containing a couple of the horn-rings, having extras in case of emergencies, some also having some long rope in it for another part of the plan as well as climbing equipment.

Walking through the streets was tough for them, there were so many mares, them seeing more pussy today than every other day of their lives added up, it leading to them being half-erect as they walked the streets. At times their gazes lingered, being stuck to the bountiful behinds of the mares around, but they had a mission, so focusing on doing their job they let themselves know that they could indulge later.

Circling around the castle’s outermost walls, they waited until nopony was around to see them, before climbing it swiftly and getting onto castle grounds with minimal effort. As stealthily as they could in the middle of the day they snook through the gardens and flowerbeds behind the castle. Following their orders, they took off their bags, climbing into a small fountain and washing the paints off before drying themselves and continuing, avoiding any and all ponies that could spot the black, white and gold that shouldn’t have been there.

Silently, they got into one of the castle’s windows, the exact one they had scouted out beforehand. Tip-toeing down a few of the halls, not letting them raise any suspicion, they reached the dark blue doors they needed, spying no royal guards around them before filtering in, guarding the entrance and chuckling at the incompetence of them not even having any guards set up here.

There she is! Spying her on her large bed, multiple zebras started watching the princess of the night sleep, smirking at how defenceless one of the ‘mighty rulers of Equestria’ was. Reaching a hoof into their bag delicately, one of the intruders grabbed a ring out of it, putting it between his teeth before it was slipped onto the horn of Princess Luna, the ring magically locking in place sending a jolt through her body as her powers were sealed away.

Eyes snapping open, Luna shot up, tangling herself in her bed covers trying to remove the ring, not seeing them. After struggling and failing to get it off, her body stopped moving under the sheets, “Ha ha. What an amusing joke. Very funny sis-” Stopping her sarcastic comments, her eyes widened dramatically, seeing equines that definitely weren’t her sister or any of her guards. Forgetting about what just happened she determinedly called her magic to her, preparing for a fight, them not even flinching as it dispersed instantly from her horn. Uh oh.

Understanding her position here, Luna had no clue what to do, it wasn’t often when she was so defenceless in a situation. Taking a step back cautiously as she didn’t take her eyes on them, they dived for her, a hoof being shoved onto her mouth before she could call for help, the zebras pushing her onto her back as she couldn’t stop them. “Quickly, look around for it, it has to be in here somewhere.”

With them trapping her as she was growing terrified of what would happen to her, the other males in the room tried quietly ransacking the place, searching in every nook and cranny to find what they needed. As those zebras did that, another stepped up to the restrained princess who was looking up at him, scared. He began to feel bad, but the feelings stopped as he thought more about her sealed fate. It’s okay, I’m sure she’ll be thanking us after this is all over anyway.

A whisper called out from the wardrobe, “Found it!” Holding up the item, it was a golden enchanted bell, one that a zebra spy who disguised themselves as a royal guard had heard about. It was a gift for Luna, her to use it in emergencies as it was telepathically linked to her doting sister.

With two zebras staying, holding down one of their targets who was now struggling under them, the others ran to the entrance to the room prepared. “Okay, do it now.” One called to the other, and still at her wardrobe, the zebra took it in his mouth, ringing it as no sound came out of it. It wasn’t made to call to them, but to the pony who was sure to be on her way now.

After a teleport could be heard outside the door, they were slammed open, “Sister! Are you okay?” Eyes catching what she was going through, white feathered wings swung open, Celestia charging up a spell quickly to help her. What she hasn’t noticed however was the ambush that she’d walked into. A zebra stallion diving into her side stopping her spell, a girlish scream crying out of the pony before four zebras were holding her body down with her on her front. Quickly thinking to use another spell, the large mare conjured one to escape from them, only one never came. Wh-What?

Thankfully for them, a zebra had thought quickly, preparing another ring for the second royal sister as it too sent a sensation through her body, magic now unusable. As her mouth opened, trying to call for some guards, it too was covered up by a hoof as she wriggled in their grasp.

I- Zebras? In all her years the only one she knew of was the one her pupil had befriended, not thinking they lived anywhere near here. And it was true, they didn’t, but an entire nation of zebras had plans to live here now and she would have to get used to that.

The suddenness of everything happening was making it difficult to even think about what could be happening. Neither sister knew of their intentions towards them, but considering the two most powerful mares were taken down this easily they assumed this had been planned beforehand, which wasn’t good, all it meant was that they knew exactly what they were going to do with them, an unsettling fact.

One of the zebras shuffled around, the rest still pinning down the panicking mares, digging into his saddle bag again and dragging out the last item needed. Pulling out the rope, it was quickly wrapped around the necks of the captive princess, a makeshift leash for the zebras to use. What in… What in Equestria are they doing to us?

While Celestia was wondering to herself, still stressing out, Luna was going through something else entirely. The hung stallions on top of her had been analysing her body ever since they had trapped her under them, lusting over the princess’s curves and inspecting her body, and with Luna being stuck on her back, her huge crotchboobs were fully on display for them, her captors getting hard quickly as they licked their lips. But just checking her out wasn’t enough, the pair of stallions wanted more, and got it as they thrust back and forth, rubbing the underside of their long, dark-grey zebra cocks on her belly fur.

In all her many, many years, Princess Luna had never felt so embarrassed, blushing up a storm as they pleased themselves on her like she was some toy to use. S-Stop it, you beasts! Don’t you- Don’t you know who we are? Even with them still humping onto her beautiful body, they still ensured that nothing escaped her mouth, her not able to stop them in any way. A-And why do they have to be so… b-big?

Moving over to her with the rope, he tied it loosely around her neck too, smirking at the kinky scene in front of him. “C’mon guys, surely you can wait just a bit longer.” Him and the other zebras chuckled, their own dark cocks emerging as they also were starting to get impatient.

Wait! W-What was that supposed to mean? Just what would they get if they waited a bit longer? Her mind was thinking about what would happen, not liking the answer and refusing to even acknowledge it.

Having tied the second rope, his part to play in this room was complete, only a problem made itself clear. “Wait guys, they’ve been trying to call the guards ever since they saw us, how’re we gonna get ‘em out?” Impossibly they had missed something in the plan, but it wasn’t much of a problem for long.

“Hey, try the pillows, quickly though.” Hearing and understanding what he meant, the unoccupied zebra rushed to the incredibly comfy-looking bed, snagging the pillows off of it and hurriedly getting the plain white pillowcases off of both. Using the fabric and a bit of help from the other zebras, the two were gagged, them not able to get any words out as their mouths were forced to remain open.

Turning and looking at one of the zebras on top of her in the eye, Celestia tried threatening them, but it definitely didn’t scare them as she’d hoped. Her attempting to say ‘You’ll never get away with this’ just came out as garbled gibberish, making the creatures laugh at her lack of awareness of her situation. She knew she was in danger, but still foolishly believed everything would go her way in the end.

After the good laugh they had, one of the zebras guarding Celestia spoke up, blatantly staring at her fat ass with an erection throbbing under him, knowing the others felt the same way about it as he did. “Can we keep going with the plan already? I don’t know about you guys but I really wanna get this over with.”

Every zebra agreed swiftly, each and every one of them having their penises flared up wanting more. Bending down and grabbing the ropes in their mouths, two zebras pulled on them, dragging the alicorns towards them as they screamed girlishly into their gag.

Getting them up onto their hooves, the alicorns knowing they’d just keep pulling harder and harder. Two other zebras moved forward, pushing the doors open to let the zebras and their captives out. Using the leashes to drag them along, the striped group walked onwards, heads high and smirking confidently as they went from hall to hall, more ponies starting to notice what was happening the further they went as they headed in the direction of the castle’s main entrance.

The zebras felt proud of themselves, happy that they’d made it this far and clearly anticipating what was to come if their genitalia was anything to go off of.

Princess Celestia was still refusing to come to terms with what was happening, naively believing that these zebras would be quickly taken out and locked up by some of their guards. So as she walked she held her head high too, trying to show to those of her people watching that she wasn’t scared and so they shouldn’t be either, though to them it just seemed like she was trying to maintain what little dignity she was holding onto at this point.

The sight of Princess Luna was the exact opposite of that of her sister, she was humiliated and actually realising how little they could do in the position they were. Embarrassment was nearly all she could feel, being paraded around like cattle just after they’d been pleasuring themselves on her body. So with her head down she daren’t look at any of her followers, too ashamed.

Though as both alicorns walked, their minds kept returning to what the ‘good part’ that was mentioned could be.

Two of the foreign stallions were pulling on the ropes, leading them to where they had to go, two others were at the mares sides, warding off anypony thinking they could be stopped as they acted like guards. But three luckier zebras were gladly choosing to walk behind, eyes watching and bodies lusting as the mares’ hips moved from side to side, every step giving both pairs of fat cheeks as well as the teats under them some jiggle as they walked, the zebras’ dicks somehow throbbing even harder under them.

Out of the front doors of the castle they went, not a single pony opposing them with the aura of strength and dominance they were giving off, many mares also not opposing for their own reason, too busy staring at the thick cocks of proper stallions under the zebras. A few more lustful ones already wanting some zebras to dominate them.

Walking down the middle of the paved streets of Canterlot, crowds started gathering, both of ponies and some more fellow zebras moving in from the shadows.

Eyes looking at all their people just watching on and not acting to help them, Celestia’s mind barely clung on to the idea that a rescue was going to happen for them. But then, all at once, it hit her. They weren’t escaping this. Nopony was going to see them and be inspired to help, they’d keep watching on in horror as the ones who were supposed to be defending them were helpless and bound in front of them.

Looking down ashamed like Luna was, the princesses walked like that until they reached the town square, where they were stopped and a gathering of hundreds of ponies and hundreds of zebras watched on together in a circle surrounding them. Finally, she should be arriving any time now. The seven zebras thought together, pushing their fronts down on the ground while making sure their asses stayed up, and at the same time reaching forward to untie the ropes with their teeth alongside the gags on their mouths. “Well princesses?” “Got anything to say?” “You wanna plead for friendship?”

Taunting their pride, the zebras closed in on their prey and held them in place, but ignoring the erect animals surrounding them the sisters still mustered up their will, glaring back at them, Celestia speaking up and boldly proclaiming to them and every pony and zebra around them. “No! We shall never surrender to the likes of you!” It was almost funny how wrong they were and how little optimism it gave their subjects.

“Are you sure about that, princess?!” Calling from behind the crowd, the tall figure of Domina walked through the path in it made for her, intimidatingly stepping closer and closer to the two. With their eyes widening at the sight of a creature their size, the Royal Sisters instantly perceived her as their biggest threat here. But her size didn’t hold their attention for long as the behemoth of a horsecock under her became noticed, the main zebra’s smirk growing at their baffled faces. “Because I bet that you two will happily offer yourselves to us after a little time… getting to know each other.”

Upon finishing her sentence and looking down on Celestia cockily, Domina moved and stood above her head. Why- H-How in Equestria is that thing so… m-massive? With the new arrival’s groin above her, the shocking schlong was pointed right at her frozen face, close enough that she could feel the heat coming off of it and smell a little of her powerful musk that sent sensations to her bare pussy.

It was a strange show of power, but it worked entirely as both sisters couldn’t get any words out with that colossal thing in their sight. “Princesses, we have travelled a long way to come here and introduce ourselves to the mares of this land, but we do not intend to wage war or hurt a single pony. We want to take this land and every mare in it for our own, them being nothing more than our slaves. All we ask is that you ponies accept your new roles quickly. And all I ask is that you two also understand where you belong: as my broodmares begging for me to knock you up.”

Her speech was over, and unsurprisingly it left them both speechless. The wriggling had stopped and the captured pair were staring into space, barely noticing when the abrasive zebra leader moved from her place to walk in between them. Striding like she ruled the world, Domina moved past them and leered at their asses, her twitching cock and lustful face being the only indications of how much she loved her new toys.

Both had huge asses -that was a secret to nopony or zebra- but what Zecora had said was true about these being the biggest she’d ever see. With their heads forced down and their bouncy butts forced up, the two each had a pair of humongous squishy pillows stuck out, both shaking with every tiny movement they made and making Domina more satisfied with her choices of royal broodmares. Now if only those silly images on them were covered up with a few stripes… Not wanting to wait any longer than the seconds she’d spent marvelling at their bountiful behinds, the queen of zebras looked back at the mares still stuck in their heads, ready to snap them out of it. “Oh, and I am Queen Domina of the zebras, but you sluts are gonna learn to call me ‘Master’!” In front of everyone, the erect mare chose the first and strode behind Luna’s rump, jumping up to mount her as her tip prodded the princess of the night’s already wet outer pussy.

Like a jolt of lightning was sent through her, Luna jumped at the hooves placing themselves on her back, but mostly it was the sudden poke against her marehood that got the reaction out of her. She twisted her head instantly, looking back in fear and starting to protest while the pressure against her snatch increased. “W-Wait! Don’t! Y-You don’t have to- Ngh!“ Withholding a moan, Luna felt her walls spread open to accommodate the tool that had been shoved inside her. This wasn’t Luna’s first time, but she was easily so much bigger than any pony stallions that she’d taken. It hurt a little, with her stretching a pussy that hadn’t been touched in a millennia, so her mind tried to focus on that rather than how pleasurable it was beginning to feel beyond the pain.

Meanwhile beside the two, having been broken out of her ruminations by the begging of her sister, Celestia’s head turned in horror to see her little sister getting raped. Anger flooded her. “WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?! HOW DARE YOU- MMMMFFF?!” It didn’t take long for a zebra to shut her up, but knowing she wouldn’t stop and that he’d likely have to hold his hoof over her mouth for a while, the gag was soon forced back onto her.

Back to the two ‘lovers’, neither noticed Celestia’s tantrum. Domina was busy humping Luna’s backside, repeatedly taking a little out only to thrust more in deeper, struggling to stuff this much cock in her. And Luna was trying to ignore the waves of pleasure coursing through her, nopony had ever stretched her out this far, and she didn’t want the zebra to feel this gooddoing it. “P-Please… Ah! Stop it! Ngah!”

“Ngh! It feels good doesn’t it, slut?” It definitely did for them both, but Domina was enjoying it the most. Luna’s insides were so hot and wet, almost trying to pull her in while at the same time clenching down on her shaft, squeezing on her flared tip to her medial ring that she just pushed in. It wasn’t that the sub here wasn’t getting pleasure, only that she was trying desperately to ignore it.

“N-No! AAH! This isn’t- Fuck! This doesn’t feel- Ahn! g-good!” With every thrust into her cavern Luna couldn’t control her voice, her own moans interrupting the failing argument as shame overcame her again. The thing was, it did feel good, and the more her pussy got pried open by its girth the better it was starting to feel. How… How the fuck does it- does she- W-Why in Equestria does she feel so good?!

Holy shit! I’m keeping this one! Working on her future cocksleeve, it took a few more feral thrusts before she’d hit the pony’s womb, but still she kept pushing, getting herself balls-deep and messing with the poor mare’s insides. Once she’d lodged herself in fully, feeling two plump bootycheeks on her muscular thighs, her dick was crushing Luna’s defenceless womb, squishing it as the mare felt every inch messing with her mind.

Panting, she knew they weren’t technically fucking at this point, Luna only being used to hold her dick, but still she didn’t know if she’d be able to hold out like she’d wanted to, having no choice but to beg for mercy. “Please… S-Stop… I-I don’t know how much more of th-this I can take…”

But unbeknownst to her that was exactly what the merciless alpha wanted to hear, and despite Princess Luna never noticing the grin threatening to split the queen’s face, she did feel when the queen began pulling out.

I-Is she stopping?! I didn’t believe she would but… Focusing all her mind on ignoring how the tip scratched her walls in the perfect way, Luna had her face scrunched up in concentration. At her rear, Domina was sliding herself out easily with all of Luna’s wetness, soon leaving only her tip in at the entrance. Wh-Why’d she stop?! I-Is she not going to- “AAAAHHN!”

Brutally, Domina had positioned herself properly before slamming her entirety back in. The head, the ring, every inch of the shaft, all of it was crammed back into Luna’s cunt in a single harsh motion, her screaming out in bliss. With the shockingly loud moan, her mouth had opened up wide, her eyes rolling back up into her head too.

After a couple seconds of calming down and realising what had just happened, Luna’s hooves shot to her mouth, covering it up embarrassedly, though it wouldn’t do much. Sh-She’s not stopping… Despite the fear of not wanting to give in, she couldn’t deny there was a tiny voice in her head begging her to.

At least it wouldn’t go disappointed.

Rearing her hips back, Domina slammed forward again. And again. And again. Each push in and pull out making a slutty moan erupt from Luna’s lips and an addicting jolt of pleasure shoot up her spine.L-L-Luna… s-stay- “AHN!” s… stay strong Luna… She’d try to. She’d also fail to.

With the welcoming snatch getting wetter the more she kept going, Domina got the chance to get faster and faster, the strong humping into her ass becoming animalistic pounding. “Ngah! Princess slut, your body was just made for fucking!” Trying to get some amusing response from her, all the zebra got was moaning, an adequate replacement.

Soon, Domina reached her top speed, her monster dick being a blur and her weighty balls bouncing everywhere as Luna couldn’t even form a coherent thought anymore.

Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!

Over and over Luna’s asscheeks were struck, the two globes going red and sore from the abuse. It didn’t help them that, subconsciously, the mare was pushing her ass back into the assault as it pushed her into the ground. It was fantastic for them both, the slut in the making beginning to enjoy and accept the feelings as her body gave her no other option to submit. Nothing could break her out of this delirious and enrapturing trance she had been put into, nothing except-

“Agh! I’m getting closer to knocking you up, zebra slut! I hope you wanted to be a mother!” Her inevitably potent orgasm building up, Domina showed no signs of slowing or even stopping as Luna’s frazzled mind attempted taking in the words.

N-No I- “AH!” I-I can’t be a- “NGAH!” Whilst the last flicker of hope fought admirably, the mare’s very nearly broken mind let her in on a little secret: If she wants to make you pregnant, that means she’s going to have to fill you up with her hot, sticky cum first! Without her controlling her own body, Luna’s ass starting pushing back in time with the thrusts. She already regretted not stopping herself, but still didn’t stop trying to get Domina deeper.

Barely noticing her sudden compliance, too caught up in making a foal with a princess, Queen Domina slammed her hips into her so hard it nearly sent the future mother of her foals flying. But with the last few brutal crashes into her behind, the zebra wedged the entirety of her dick into the mare before unloading herself into her. Pushing herself forward and pulling Luna back, she began filling the mare up. The first load of jizz couldn’t have been shot any deeper and it was the size of a pony stallion’s full ejaculation, so immediately the futa zebra’s sticky white cum began flooding her womb, overflowing in seconds and coating her insides.

But Domina wouldn’t stop there.

“Hngh!” Humping forward as she came, she wouldn’t let Luna move (not that she could anyway) holding her in place as more and more of her juices travelled from the balls and out the tip. Luna’s belly beneath her was growing, her insides desperately trying to accommodate the abundance of zebra sperm, but eventually it stopped staying within her, escaping out of her entrance and splattering loudly onto the floor below.

For minutes the two stayed like that, Luna with her eyes rolled back and her tongue out, not able to stop orgasm upon orgasm that racked her body, and Domina, still cumming and moaning as she thoroughly bred the royal whore, the splats of cum becoming a pool beneath them.

Coming down from her high and having loved every second of it, Queen Domina slid herself out, the mighty phallus slipping out with a thick wet layer still on it.

Without the prick holding her up though, Princess Luna collapsed instantly, her thicc body slamming onto the floor into the puddle of spare cum below and releasing the torrents of cum stored in her. She wasn’t unconscious, but she may as well have been with her mind, body and everything else an absolute mess.

Celestia couldn’t believe it. That animal that had just raped her sister had not only ended up making her enjoy it, but also had done it in front of everypony, including her. H-How could… Still feeling the weight of multiple zebras holding her down and one covering her mouth. HOW DARE THEY?!?! Writhing furiously, she’d caught them off guard though it made no difference, Celestia hadn’t even freed her mouth, muffled obscenities coming from her mouth. The princess had never been this angry, though she couldn’t tell what had made it this bad, whether it was the satisfied attitude that ‘queen’ had after claiming her sister or the even more satisfied smile on Luna’s delirious face as cum kept oozing from her.

Obviously, the pathetic sight of these ponies’ supposed ruler struggling pointlessly whilst screaming didn’t intimidate Domina, making her burst out laughing without her able to resist mocking the fallen leader. “What’s wrong fatass? Jealous?” Still rocking a hard-on, one round NEVER being enough to satiate her lust, Domina strolled behind Celestia and mounted her too. At the contact, she froze, stopping her screaming. “You know slut, I was going to go slow with you too, letting both your bodies accept the superiority of a zebra’s dick to a pony’s, but now you’ve been so impatient I think we should skip all that, don’t you?”

Princess Celestia wanted to lash out more, but now she was in the same position Luna had been in she couldn’t, feeling the zebra already begin to have fun with her. After she’d finished her taunt, Domina had swung her cock up above the white mare with the colossal ass, squeezing it between the two heavenly asscheeks that engulfed some of her shaft and giving herself an assjob, thrusting forward as she rubbed her cum into Celestia’s formerly pristine fur.

“Ngh! These asses… You mares have bodies made to be used by me.” Glorious. That’s the only way to describe the assjob she was getting. With the two jiggly masses of ass completely consuming a part of her dick, it genuinely felt amazing pushing back and forth, rubbing herself inside her asscrack. “But as nice as this overgrown butt of yours is, you still need to be punished for struggling with my subjects, and I promised to be rough didn’t I?”

Sliding out the grip her rump had on her, Domina placed the tip against Celestia’s entrance, feeling how she was just as wet as Luna had been. Needing little time to prepare she pushed between the puffy lips, plunging into the warm depths with no concern for her wellbeing or input. It was almost as difficult as Lunas, but with the darker princess she had kept pulling back to push more in, now she was only pushing. Her meat was prying open the walls that felt tight around her, crashing its way in deeper and deeper, the head, the ring, the shaft, all of it rubbing hard on the mare’s pussy walls when all she could do in response was scream in pleasure into a zebra’s hoof. “MMMMMMFFFF!”

Wedging the thing further in and feeling the tightness of the walls clinging to her, Domina didn’t slow down or let Celestia adjust as she ‘punished’ her. Until agonisingly, she’d stuffed every inch of the massive zebra cock in her, making her feel like she was being ripped apart from how much her pussy was being stretched.

Thanking whatever deity she could, Celestia unendingly appreciated that the zebra stopped. There was a good amount of pain as she forced her way in, but the more prominent pleasure that the tool was giving her was more concerning. N-No! It doesn’t feel good!

Celestia was struggling and not out of impatience, Domina was easily smart enough to know that. It was her that wanted to get on with it. She’d already tested out alicorn pussy with Luna next to them and it was safe to say she loved it, so there was no point holding back or easing herself in, especially not with how volatile this one had been.

Quickly removing everything but the tip, Domina rocketed back in and messed with the mare’s guts, crashing through her unwelcoming pussy’s lack of defences and hitting her womb hard again. But she didn’t stay there for long before pulling all of her marecock out again and pounding into her ass again, and again, and again. In a matter of seconds her speed shot from fast to faster. The focus wasn’t on pleasure (though that didn’t mean it wasn’t fucking amazing) but instead she was focusing on breaking the ponies’ princess, knowing that it must feel just as good for her.

It wasn’t long at all before she had reached her top speed again, plowing her cum-coated cock in and out, sending ripples that travelled through the pony’s cheeks and up her body. Upon hearing the princess’s voice through a zebra stallion’s hoof, Domina turned to him without slowing, commanding him like she could with every equine. “Remove your hoof. Her underlings should hear what this slut has to say!”

Nodding affirmatively, he did, releasing her slutty moans out for Canterlot to hear over the sounds of rampant sex. “AH! NGH! Sto- AAAAHHN!”

“Still tryin’ to resist?” It seemed effortless how Domina kept talking casually, as if she wasn’t repeatedly getting balls-deep in one of the monarchs of this nation.

But Celestia hardly noticed. It wasn’t easy getting her ass clapped that much, it not only hurt in a good way but prevented her from speaking normally. All dignity she’d had was already gone, but it still made her feel worse. “Y-Y-You- ANGH! w-w-won’t b-b- NGAAHH! b-b-break m-me!” Neither believed that, and it wasn’t helped by Celestia’s thoughts changing from constantly repeating ‘She doesn’t feel good! She doesn’t feel good!’ to’W-W-Why does she have to feel so good?!’

With the white buttocks becoming visibly red and the boobs under Celestia’s crotch swinging wildly some more, Celestia’s head started changing it’s mind, and before she knew it she was getting into it.

Wh-Why do I want more?! I-It makes no sense but… She couldn’t deny how good it made her feel, and her body could even less. Feeling a powerful and addicting sensation rise in her core, Celestia dreaded how this zebra she didn’t even know the name of was going to make her climax, but she couldn’t stop it and wouldn’t have tried to even if she could.

At the same time behind her, Domina was ready to finish too, ready to dump another load of the contents of her already refilled balls. So as she kept violently whapping the alicorn she stuck her tongue out, showing to all how the pony was doing nothing right now other than gaining and giving pleasure. It was phenomenal, both sneaking closer to cumming on/in each other, until..,

Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!!! One final aggressive thrust ended them all. Driving Celestia into the ground as her orgasm began, Domina did the same to her as she did with Luna, shoving everything in as deep as she could to ensure the mare’s pregnancy be guaranteed. Splurt! Splurt! Splurt! With the zebra’s hips pressed against the pony’s ass, her balls shot just as much into this sister as they had the other, endlessly making thick fertile loads of cum be deposited directly into the womb before it overflowed and spread everywhere else. Humping a little, Domina felt every drop of it around her dick plus every drop that spilt out, but that was nothing compared to what Princess Celestia was feeling.

“AAAAAAAAHHHHNN!” Being forcibly impregnated, the alicorn was made to feel every drip of zebra jizz too. She was stuck feeling the girth pulse inside her as it unloaded itself, filling her womb, coating her vagina and stretching her insides with how much was in her. Looking under her body would’ve been pointless, the mare didn’t need to see her belly getting bigger as it tried containing an uncontainable amount of cum, she could feel it doing that. HOLY SHIT! Just like Luna had, Celestia’s body shook with the orgasm of a lifetime. It made her body grow weak though, and after Domina ripped her cock out of her she collapsed too, joining her sister on the floor in a pool of wasted cum as it glooped out of her.

Now all the mares could do was try to recover from… her.

Still stood strong above them however was the same zebra queen that had just knocked up two princesses.

She strolled between the ponies, looking at their faces as they lay there, spying the familiar face of a cum-drunk mare. Only something was still off with them… Everything that should be there was there: the look of ecstasy in their eyes, their mouths smiling subconsciously as they panted, but there was still something about them that didn’t seem right to their zebra superior. These sluts aren’t fully broken yet.

Fucking alicorns. She didn’t know why or how but for some reason the two winged unicorns had a higher tolerance than the average mare, that or a stronger will. Whatever it was the two would likely recover from this if left unattended like this. Fortunately for them though, the zebra queen’s mind conjured up a lustful scheme for the two. Domina -despite being erect and ready to go again- was done with them for now, she could’ve kept going with the two and kept breeding them for hours, fully breaking them that way, but she always considered herself a generous queen and had a better idea.

Trotting forward and past them, she looked around at her people scattered among the onlooking pony civilians. Before calling to them though, a message was passed down to the mares at her hooves not as a taunt but as a royal command. “As I haven’t introduced myself yet, you sluts should know that I am Queen Domina of the zebras, but you are gonna learn to call me ‘Master’, aren’t you?”

They’d heard her, but pushed through every instinct they had to not submit, all the pair could do was stay silent. It was impossible to navigate through their shattered minds trying to get them to obey her, but slowly they were managing to gain some semblance of reality, ignoring the pleasure as it began wearing off.

At the silence, Domina boomed out to her people, knowing the sisters would hear every word of it. “Zebras! I am a generous queen, so generous that I will give an offering to those of my fellow zebras here today! From midnight tonight these two will be property of the queen, owned by me and only me as my personal broodmares! Until then however I declare them of free use, to serve every last zebra cock put in front of or in them! Does this sound fair?!”

Long before this every zebra had already been erect and horny, itching to satiate their lust, but it was impossible to miss how each dick just twitched in excitement, all striped stallions visibly overjoyed at the prospect of the two hottest, sexiest mares in all of Equestria becoming public-use whores to use to their heart’s content.

There was little to no hesitation after their queen had finished her speech, zebras moving forward from all around the mares and rushing forward. Smiling down on them condescendingly, the zebras around the sisters moved forward slowly, all eyes on them and the twitching dicks around them. To begin with, having been the closest, the group of seven that had brought the Royal Sisters here got to have their go first, no other zebras rushing them, knowing they’d get their chance eventually.

Meanwhile below, the mares of interest had regained themselves, able to speak once more. The main difference however was that they knew they couldn’t put up a fight, doing the last thing they could and the last thing they wanted to do. Begging. “P-Please… N-N-No more…. We-We’ll do anything else just… N-No more cock…” Panting, the great Princess Celestia pleaded, their silent response not being much of an answer but their patronising smirks and hard dicks beneath them telling her enough.

Going back to their prior positions, holding the princesses in place, the zebras showed more cooperation in this than they ever had before. Working together, they pushed the ponies back into the perfect breeding position: head down, ass up.

Excitedly and not seconds after, one hopped onto one of them, placing his front hooves on two big dark-blue asscheeks as he lined himself up to enter Luna, having been patient long enough and having mounted the princess of the night before starting to push his needy dick inside. “Ahn! S-Stop!… Wait, don’t!… P-Please d-d-“ As the zebra kept pushing forward, he felt her insides around him, her insides were spacious and yet still really tight around him. He kept pushing more in with each thrust so he could get even more of his huge zebra cock deeper into her, trying to get more pleasure from the sexy mare’s useable body as the cum already in there lubed it up perfectly for him. “AGH! Ngh! Please- AH! AH! F-FUCK! AH!”

But while Luna was not able to get a full sentence out, too busy moaning from the pleasure breaking her, Celestia was watching the zebra push himself into her sister, and a part of her was still trying to resist against them.

“N-No… Stop! S-Stop that or I’ll- MMPH!” But she wasn’t allowed to finish, not before a different zebra cock was forced into her open mouth, suddenly filling it as the taste of zebra assaulted her taste buds. The stallion pushing her head down further onto his long, hard rod, her throat starting to take it down as he started pumping his hips into her face. N-No, w-why does it taste so- Once again she was interrupted, a third zebra jumping up and slamming his massive prick into her snatch in a single motion, and even though she’d never admit it, it was already wet, waiting for one of them. “MMMMMM!”

Soon Princess Luna’s mouth was made to suck another zebra’s cock in a blowjob too, her head being bobbed up and down as he kept moving in and out of her lips. H-He tastes… g-good! Like that, the royalty was taken and fucked in front of so many of their own ponies, being used as the other zebras sat down, rubbing their hooves on their cocks and watching the scene play out, waiting for their turn. Behind them, pumping their whole long, girthy zebra dicks in and out, their hips hit the sisters’, asscheeks bouncing as the hard slaps and whorish moans could be heard across the silence of Canterlot.

“F-Fuck! This pony’s cunt feels too good!” By now they had even more lubrication to get in and out, the sister’s marehoods being much more inviting than them, and the sloppy wet sounds making it all somehow lewder than it already was.

How is this… h-happening? It felt so good, too good, to not just the zebras but the sisters as well, slowly they realised they were wanting more, and that their resistance was faltering. There… There must be something else! Something th-that’s what’s making this feel so… so amazing! R-Right? But nothing else played a part, even she knew that.

“Ah! I’m gonna cum in her!” The one holding down Celestia’s head and using it was getting close, and as he started speeding up, pounding into her muzzle, the fat balls below him were ready to empty the loads of hot zebra cum into her. “Ah fuck!” Pulling out until only his large head was in her mouth, his climax erupted from him, the jizz flooding her mouth as some escaped out, like usual there being too much zebra seed for it all to stay in her.

With the stallion pulling out, Celestia’s cheeks were puffed up as her lips remained shut, she should spit it out but… B-But he tastes g-good! With him watching her do it, a large gulp could be heard, his thick zebra cum being swallowed by her without it going to waste.

“Ah! I’m gonna cum in her!” “Me too! Gonna knock her up some more!” Both striped equines loved it, and using the mares bodies they were going to cum too. Pounding their asses, they came at the same time, white and fertile zebra spunk travelling into their wombs in sync. That absolutely would’ve ensured that they’d have zebra foals in about nine months if it wasn’t for the queen doing so earlier, making them have her children and no zebra elses.

“MMMMMMMM!” Moaning around the fat dick in her mouth, Luna came, cumming hard as she felt herself getting filled up, her being bred like she was the zebra’s broodmare. And thinking about it more, that idea wasn’t too bad.

Also cumming around a zebra’s cock in her, Celestia looked needy, loving how it felt when she got knocked up way more than she wished she did. “AAAAAAAAHHHH!” Yes! This is- N-No… No! I’m b-better than this… But looking to her side and seeing zebras fill up both sides of her sister, both shoving the entire dongs into her and emptying their balls deep within did make her second-guess herself.

Having finished, the zebras brought their meaty rods out of them, a tiny dribble of cum drooling down from each of their puffy lips and landing ungraciously on the public floor, joining the rest down there.

They’d lost all strength, and even when being in such a slutty position they couldn’t muster up the energy to move. “I… Is that it then?” Speaking up, talking between heavy pants, Luna questioned them, not able to be angry at them for some reason. “Is that… all you came here… to do then? Are you all… finally done now?” Unfortunately for her she barely even sounded annoyed, almost sounding disappointed, but now that they’d stopped the two could finally sort their minds out, no longer having their heads bombarded with constant and addicting sexual stimulation.

The zebras though, all the zebras, started laughing at her questions. “Princess…” Two of the waiting ones from the group stepped forward, getting on the mares’ juicy flanks. “…We’re not nearly done with you yet!” In one rough thrust they had instantly buried another pair of their dicks deep inside them, the loads of multiple zebras’ cum already coating the insides helping, that and how wet they were.

“AAAAHHH!” They’re so deep again! Wh-Why am I wanting more?! Looking up, Luna saw everypony watching them, incredibly worried about their princesses and just as cautious of the few hard zebras still with them in the crowd. S-Stop looking at us… Here the two proud monarchs were, being fucked publicly as their will was breaking in front of all of them, the pleasure fogging up their minds and the two not being unaware of how they started pushing their hips back into their captors yet again. “Ahn! Fuck! Ah! Ngh!” Moaning openly, the two watched another zebra, one of the last ones in the group that hadn’t gotten off yet, drop his butt on the ground in front of Luna, leaning back onto his hooves as he thrust upwards expectantly, smirking as her eyes never left it. I… I…

She couldn’t. It was impossible to. Another monster of a cock was right there in front of her and the last part of her restraint shattered as her sister watched on, not stopping her as she was going through the same process. Rising her head up, still feeling herself get fucked again from behind, Luna wrapped her lips around the head of his big zebra dick, before pushing her head down it, blowing him as her submission to them made her cum hard around yet another random zebra inside of her.

Wordlessly, the zebra not fucking Luna but Celestia started getting faster, slamming himself forward desperately as his heavy balls regularly struck her tits, up until he stopped with one final climactic push into her. Splurt! Splurt! Splurt! His balls moving his semen up and out the tip, he held her in place with himself as deep as he could go, his many loads mixing with the ones already in there.

Not screaming through the other incredibly powerful orgasm, Celestia just laid there on her front legs, a face of bliss all over her with her tongue stuck out and eyes rolling back into her head, her completely broken mind not even bothering to think about their audience.

As the marvellous cock left her needy snatch, the zebra in the darker princess was also ejaculating, this one choosing to pull out of her at the last second and wedge his length between her inviting asscheeks, splurting all over the pony’s hair and back, it staining her formerly blue coat white. And predictably, the feeling of what was happening made her cum again too, squirting her mare-cum onto his emptied balls as she moaned into what filled her mouth, keeping eye contact as she now only wanted to please the other zebra’s cock in her.

And now we’re caught up, the princesses having the front of their bodies down on the ground, exhausted from this whole experience. Huge asses stuck in the air, pointing upwards as cum trickled down from the pussies of the alicorns that’d just been impregnated, it having been done as many ponies watched on, them all not able to bring themselves to look away from the mighty falling.

Watching from the sidelines, ~~enjoying~~ adoring the show that was being put on, Queen Domina of the zebras took a deep breath in, to give the signal to the other zebras to begin their ‘invasion’, setting up something else that they prepared for when they succeeded. But a voice, a whisper interrupted her, it coming from the princess of the sun. “M-More. P-P-Please.”

Grinning at the mare below her, she pretended he didn’t hear, when really all the zebras close to her did. “Hmm? What was that?” Everypony and everyzebra went silent, the area somehow even quieter than before, watching as their ruler pleaded for more. “Hmm? What was that?”

“P-Please! I need more!” Their already hard cocks twitched, every zebra there watching on hungrily, enjoying as the broken mare craved what was in between their legs.

Happily trotting forward and mounting the mare she owned for the second time today, her huge horsecock’s head touched her winking clit that was covered in multiple zebras’ cum, pushing against her but not into her yet. “Tell us what you want louder, slut!”

Not giving it a second thought, the ruler of the ponies gave in to what they wanted from her, all dignity thrown away as something more important was her priority. “PLEASE! I NEED YOUR SUPERIOR ZEBRA COCKS IN MY ROYAL PUSSY! FUCK ME LIKE A SLUT! PUT MORE OF YOUR ZEBRA FOALS IN ME! PLEASE!” Trying to push back into it, she didn’t even notice her ponies, them watching their former leader submit to her need.

At the same time, as the cheers coming from their fellow zebras roared loudly around them, the one behind her slammed her hips forward, forcing her entire length into her pussy, making it feel euphoric in her again as the once-great mare moaned out throatily for more, Domina eager to fuck her again ruthlessly, slamming into her fat cheeks. These sluts’ll make perfect broodmares!

Moving and sitting in front of her like the other zebra, with his front hooves back and his dick pushed up, he watched on in glee as the mare dived into it, taking it all into her mouth as she sloppily slurped on the leftover liquids on it. “Fuuuuck! You’re loving this aren’t you, slut?” Placing a hoof on her head, an affirmative moan from Slutlestia was given in response.

To his side was the other zebra being sucked off, him however with both of his hooves on Luna’s head, forcing her down as his loads went straight to her stomach, the mare evidently loving it as much as he was. Finishing and getting out of her, he went back to the others, them watching Luna with no zebras on her panting as she moaned, savouring the moment yet still ~~wanting~~ needing more. They all were thinking the same thing. “You want more princess?” “If you beg nicely we might consider it.”

Luna had heard her sisters cry, knowing exactly what she had to do and not hesitating. Sticking out her rear towards them she called out so every pony and zebra could hear, “YES! PLEASE! FUCK ME! I NEED MORE OF YOUR MAGNIFICENT DICKS IN ME! PLEASE!”

Not able to resist such a plea, they moved to her, both ponies now being spit-roasted, fucked from both ends as some zebras from the crowd around them moved in, wanting to get their turn.

And they were going to get it alright. Eventually, anyway.

Hours and hours passed, the two whores on display to the ponies not having gotten a break during any of it. But now it was over, dozens of zebras having gotten a go at the mares’ cunts and having tried out their royal blowjobs.

So there they were, in the middle of the town square covered horn to hoof in zebra spunk as they laid unconscious on the floor, needing rest. So many times they’d been cum in by so many of them, their pussies not having a spot in them that wasn’t filled and their stomachs being so flooded with cum that they looked nine months pregnant already.

All that was left for them now was for their outsides to be shaped into that of perfect zebra-worshiping sluts too, having stripes painted on, piercings placed on their bodies, and maybe even neck rings put on them. After that they would just serve their Master, living out the rest of their lives as cocksleeves with the sole purpose of taking cock and pumping out foals.

This was how pretty much all female ponies were destined to live in the new zebra-owned Equestria, and while that was done to the mares, the stallions as well as the older mares were to be grouped together and pushed out of the kingdom to fend for themselves elsewhere. That was their plan, and that was the plan that every last zebra agreed upon, the one that was currently in effect right now.

Domina’s plan to destroy all opposition they’d had worked perfectly, her gaining two loyal cock-slaves out of it, but it wasn’t long before the rest of the plan would begin.

As she’d told the other zebras to wait until tomorrow morning so they could take care of the sisters in Canterlot, it was nearly time the large zebra groups set up all around Equestria started moving in, beginning the part of the invasion that they were all really looking forward to.

Strolling in not going unnoticed and boldly (though vaguely) announcing their intentions, small armies of striped stallions set up their bases just outside of Ponyville, Manehattan and Fillydelphia to name a few. The zebras referred to them as ‘striping stations’, where the first step of the mares’ unavoidable conversion would start.

After the large tents were set up, every group of two, three or four zebras in Equestria was tasked with the same job: go to ponies’ homes, doing whatever they wanted with the mares and breaking them soon after, then bringing them to where they would be striped personally by them, and after everything was done in there they would be allowed to go somewhere else to claim the mare again, either in her home or out on the streets, that part’s up to them.

This was the future of Equestria, and eventually all ponies would accept that.

Author's Note

If you guys haven’t already checked out Welost on Derpibooru, how thicc he makes the ponies, zebras, etc is exactly how I imagine them in these stories. Example one: 2955533.
I rest my case.

I read all comments I get on my fics so if you have any ideas of things that could happen or ponies that could get converted or even just things you personally want in here, feel free to give me them, I’d love to check them out!

Apparently zebradom stories like this one can get a bit of backlash because of possible racial offence but two things:

1) I intend for no offence to happen to anyone, nothing like that is intended, I just really like this kinky stuff and I hope you all will too!

And 2) THEY’RE FUCKING ZEBRAS AND PONIES, NOT PEOPLE! (Plus who judges others about the contents of their smutty My Little Pony fan fiction? We’re both as bad as each other on this site.)

I’ve changed this chapter. Originally, I had made Zecora Domina’s broodmare, but have now added Zynthi in the hopes of us meeting Zecora again down the line.

Part 1: The First, A Fashionista

Part 1: The First Day

“How long’s it been?” One of the fifty-ish zebras asked, them all hiding impatiently and waiting in the Everfree Forest just outside of a small village called Ponyville. They were the group that was sent to this place to ‘convert’ it, but for now they just had to watch the distant ponies after the sun had risen a few hours ago, signalling to them that the Canterlot zebras should have taken care of everything up there by now.

“I think they should be done by now.” Looking up, another zebra looked at the sun, calculating the time and finding it was about 10 hours after the group of seven walked into the town of Canterlot, them having spent the night in their tents. “I think we can go in.”

All of them were sick of hiding, they were used to dealing with threats like the ones in this forest but not while carrying as many supplies as they had, some zebras having to work together to carry bigger certain packages they needed.

Murmuring travelling around them, they agreed, it was time.

Calmly walking out of the forest edge, they walked through a clearing, the town and its ponies casually moving around in it getting closer and closer. It looked like they expected a pony town to, nothing like the hollowed-out trees they lived in but still nothing crazy, other than a few buildings that stuck out massively, like a huge crystal castle that didn’t fit in with the rest of what’s around it.

But as they marched towards it, not wearing any disguises and just being themselves, many pony heads turned to the hills, never having seen any zebras apart from the occasional Zecora sighting. However no threat was felt, only curiosity as to what the new visitors were here for, refugees maybe?

Slowly but surely, small crowds were gathering, ponies of different type, gender, age and fur colour all interested in getting to see whatever the new arrivals were doing in their humble home.

Getting onto the dirt streets, walking directly through the village was what they wanted, needing ponies to see them and notice them for this to work, and it seemed to be going splendidly. Chatting travelled and spread around like a wildfire, ponies asking “Have you ever seen any zebra stallions before?”, “Where do you think they’re from?”, and most importantly “What are they here for?”

And the commotion wasn’t dying down, as they tread further, more and more attention was gathering, with curtains opening, ponies exiting their homes, and even them going out of their way to see what was happening.

Looking around, seeing all the fuss that was about them, the travellers only smiled back at their onlookers, this going well for them. Soon the whole village will be here! The thought wasn’t exaggerating, the zebra thinking it was entirely right, them soon having also gained the attention of six best friends who all happened to be around the situation as it unfolded.

Nearing what looked like the village’s town hall that conveniently had a podium on it’s stage, every single pony in the village was surrounding them while making a path for them to stroll through, it leading right to the tall building at the village’s centre, their first destination.

At the base of it, one zebra split from the rest, this one not nearly carrying as much as the others, him being the one chosen to speak to the masses. Alright, showtime!

Making his way up the wooden planks, every pony understood what the guests wanted, all of the gigantic crowd moving in front of the stage and listening intently to hear whatever it was the foreigner had to say. They were welcoming like that.

“Ahem. Ponies, we are zebras as you may know and we have traveled here from far to introduce our ways to you. The zebras have not come here just to do that however, we intend to live here among you and hope you accept us. We as a species are sure that you will learn to embrace our ways and your new roles in life with time. Thank you.” It was quite cryptic, it was a bit misleading, and there was a hint of a threat at the end. For a while they all considered walking in and fully announcing what they were here to do, but a mass panic wouldn’t do them any good and they may have even gotten a resistance if they’d gone that way.

But nonetheless, as he had thanked them for listening to his message he continued heading in the direction they had all been moving, them following by going around the several hundreds of the village’s residents.

“What was that all about?” Twilight Sparkle, Princess of Friendship, was one of those in the crowd, her with the rest of the main 6 and wondering out loud what it was she’d just heard. What did they mean that we will ‘learn to embrace their ways’? What exactly are their ‘ways’ then?

While Twi’ was suspicious of them, the others weren’t as much, Applejack being the first to question her, all of the six still being in the crowd of mostly mares that still hadn’t dispersed yet. “Hm? What d’ya mean by that hun?” To the cowfilly, they just seemed like other ponies from afar, ones looking to stay here a while and wanting other ponies to not judge them.

Also wanting to know why she’d think that, the rest hadn’t noticed the undertones of his vague wording. “Well… Nah, nevermind. It’s not important.” Something about it, something did definitely seem off, it was just a hunch of hers but something definitely wasn’t right here.

Believing her and deciding not to push further, the gang went back to their daily routine, the crowd shifting around them as the rest of the ponies left too.

But while everypony was thinking on what living with zebras might be like, Twilight Sparkle couldn’t help but keep thinking on the specifics of their speech. With what they said it didn’t sound like they’d give us a choice… But I’m probably overthinking this, right? Talking herself out of her suspicions, the mare tried thinking diplomatically, her overactive mind thinking of how Celestia might even send her a letter about the village’s new residents.

But if she knew of how full Celestia’s schedule was for the day then she might’ve been a bit more hesitant in wanting to welcome them.

Twilight was willing to accept them and willing to even try and help out the new arrivals if they needed anything.

Applejack was a bit cautious because of her friend’s concerns, but would also put that aside for hospitalities sake.

Rainbow Dash was pretty unbiased on them, thinking of how the zebras would likely not have much affect over her life anyway (and being very wrong).

Rarity was happy to see them, thinking of how she’d now get to spend more time with the equines she undeniably found quite attractive (and definitely not sneakily ogling their hefty balls as they left).

Fluttershy was anxious, meeting new creatures not being her forte and worrying about how nice they’d be to her (the answer being that they’d be very… interested in her).

And Pinkie Pie was obviously overjoyed, seeing new potential friends that she’d love to get to know a bunch more. And in the coming days she definitely would.

Grouping back up with them, a few friendly questions were tossed the speakers way, the ponies not being able to hear what they were as the zebras had left, all of them now dispersing. “You good?” “What was it like up there?” “You see any ponies you like?”

After joking around a little, he answered their questions happily: “Seriously, those mares looked fuckin’ fantastic, they’ll be perfect! You guys looking forward to this as much as I am?”

“Pfft, obviously, I just can’t wait to see what they’re gonna be like with stripes on their faces!” Not needing to worry about ponies hearing, they went on talking about their future exploits and how much they were anticipating this. And as they did that, the large group made their way to the edge of Ponyville once more, ready to set up a camp.

Having left the roads and being back on grass, they chose a nice flat spot not having to look around for one for long, before they all worked together and put their practice of doing solely this to good use. Unloading the huge tent off of a few zebra’s backs and starting to set it up, they didn’t care if someponies saw it, it didn’t make a difference either way. In about ten minutes, it was done, a large tent made of a purple fabric with just one large ’room’ inside standing there proud.

Walking into it, zebras chose areas inside of it, them emptying the contents of their saddlebags next to the mats placed around the interior. And with it now set up, they now had a ‘striping station’, there being plenty of horn-rings, paints, piercings, and neck-rings set up all around the room for them to use whenever they wanted.

All meeting up outside it, they were barely containing their anticipation as many groups of two to four zebras each were made, all of them having the needed potions already on them in saddle bags. And upon finishing here, the groups headed back into the village, each picking different houses and heading to them, looking forward to the most… pleasurable part of the plan.

This group in particular headed to a tall white building, three zebras hoping to find a mare in there for them to convert, excited and confident as they strode forward. Dangling under their crotches, huge and heavy balls swung with each step they took, all of them ready for what was to come.

“So… What d’ya think the mare in here’s gonna look like?” Not able to hide the lust he was feeling thinking of the unknown mare he didn’t even know the name of yet, one asked the others the question that was on their minds.

“I have no clue, but I just know that the mares here are gonna make great cocksleeves!” At the exclamation, the others looked around frantically, agreeing with what he said but making sure nopony was around to hear it.

“Keep it down!” Whispering annoyed, they knew they needed to keep a low profile at least for a small amount of time if they wanted to make Ponyville -and more importantly the mares in it- theirs. But fortunately they were the only ones to hear it, not holding the accident against him as they were feeling the same rush too.

At the buildings front door, one of them knocked on it, the trio wanting to see the mare that they would… look after. Hearing it loud and clear, a melodic voice called out, the pony it belonged to moving to see who was knocking on her door.

“Comiiiiiiing!” Opening it with her magic, Rarity looked forward to see three zebra stallions standing at her doorstep. Immediately, she quickly scanned them, very happy with what she was seeing, My, it seems I missed just how… dashing these zebras were earlier. There were nearly no zebras in her life, or any ponies for that matter, so she had no clue if a relationship with one would be taboo or not, but she was definitely tempted regardless. Handsome faces, tall bodies, rippling muscle on their bodies… They’re very dashing stallions indeed! Long story short, she was happy to see them up close, them feeling the same way.

But they were happy to see her for another reason, their eyes, even from standing in front of her, seeing yet another large flank behind the beautiful mare’s body, and now it was finally time, the zebras now given the opportunity to do what they wanted with her. A small tingle travelled to their junk at the thought.

Smiling at them, oblivious to their thoughts, she greeted them politely. “Oh, hello! I saw that speech in town earlier, it was very… Anyway, it’s a pleasure to meet you all!” Holding her pristine hoof out, it stayed there expectantly.

And the middle of the zebras took it, raising it to his lips before kissing it, looking her in the eyes as he did so. Letting go of it, he spoke to her in his alluring voice. “Hello Miss…?”

“Hmm? Ah, Rarity, darling.” Now now Rarity, if one of these fine gentlestallions want to swoon you then you’re going to make them work for it!

It would be a blunt way of getting in but seeing how the mare here definitely held some attraction to them it would hopefully work. “It’s a pleasure to meet you Miss Rarity, may we come in?”

“Oh, sure thing darling, just this way.” Now one thing I haven’t mentioned yet about Rarity is that she has a little hobby, or more of a pastime or way of just having a little fun with the attractive stallions she meets: she really enjoys teasing them. Being as pristine as she was, she knew how attractive her and her body was, it wasn’t like she didn’t work hard for it to look this good anyway so she enjoyed flaunting what she had, seeing what reactions she could get out of them and leading them on, knowing that nothing would come of it. Or at least if something did come of this it wouldn’t be today, she wasn’t some whore.

Despite that, she did a 180, the mare’s ass suddenly facing them, two big, sexy cheeks lightly bouncing as she walked forward into her house, and of course her sudden visitors noticed, how could they not? With their eyes dropping down to it, they moved forward into the boutique following her, making sure to shut the door behind them as their eyes hungrily stayed locked on target. Now they only had to focus on following her, enjoying the show, keeping their dicks sheathed for as long as possible, and finding the right time to strike.

She didn’t know about their plan, but they didn’t know about her watching their gazes as she moved, seeing them leer at her tush. It is magnificent, isn’t it? Call her an exhibitionist, but she was enjoying this, them clearly wanting her and appreciating every aspect of her beauty. Feeling daring, subtly, she added a little sway to her hips for them, large teats moving from side-to-side under her.

It really was getting tougher to restrain themselves, but it would be worth it if they waited for the right time to pounce. Her ass is sexy as fuck! But what about everything else? In between the fat mounds, a zebra noticed her other parts were hidden, the mare covering them up with her tail. Quickly he was able to come to the correct conclusion. This slut’s teasing us. That wasn’t a bad thing, all it meant was that it’d be even more fun breaking her.

“So are you creatures here to try and learn more about pony culture?” Stopping and looking back at them, she talked casually, it was always more fun this was for her, usually seeing stallions turn into blushing, stuttering messes because of her.

These ones however didn’t crack under the pressure, and the last zebra to enter answered her, improvising. “Yes actually, would you mind helping teach us a little?”

“Oh not at all darling, I’d be happy to share what I could, however I am just a mere fashionista.” Chuckling at her own modesty she made an offer, wanting them to stay to keep showing off her body to them. In her peripheral she’d noticed they still weren’t hard, not even unsheathed, and so she made that her own personal goal. “Would you lovely stallions like to see me continue one of the dresses I’m working on? I’d be delighted to help out.”

“I won’t stop you.” “Go ahead.” “Sure!” Answering together, they stood in the middle of the room, watching as she got to work.

And she did work, assembling fabric piece by piece and thread by thread as some time passed, but the clothes weren’t her primary concern, her body instead moving wildly, trying to do a multitude of things, all while still hiding her most delicate area… but still nothing worked. They were sat on the floor, watching her and definitely enjoying it, like intended, yet still they were able to remain with their bodies seeming uninterested. Fine, time to pull out the big guns! “Hm, where’d that fabric from earlier go?”

Turning her head pretending, she ‘looked’ for a nonexistent item, having a plan.

“It must be over here.” Trotting over to a chest, she opened it entirely, daring to do something she’d never done before. I’m sure their bodies will have something to say about this then! Rarity’s head looking inside it for something she knew wasn’t there, she also knew they were watching her stuck-out ass. Her front legs resting on the edge of the box, the irritated mare (still determined to do this) pushed her ass out further, raising her tail up high and presenting herself to them while they were still halfway across the room. Well I’ve never done this before… It better work, I don’t think I can do any more than this!

It was crystal clear she was taunting them at this point, trying and succeeding to arouse them just for the fun of it, but even while they were trying to wait for the right time to reveal their huge members, the sight they were given was too much to handle. Whorishly, she showed them everything she could to get a rise out of them: there was her fat ponut/her anus, the hole partially covered up by the cheeks surrounding it, also her slightly moist pony pussy, it occasionally winking at them and revealing its inner depths to them, a sign of the arousal she was getting from this, and she was doing this all while two heavy tits dangled from her, the nipples hard.

It didn’t take long for their bodies to give in to the want.

Like lightning, their dicks shot out, jabbing at the air and desperately pulsing hard now out in the open. Long, hard and primally lusting over the pony that the zebras could easily overpower, the meaty cocks definitely couldn’t be hidden and they absolutely weren’t going to go away. Looking down at them, the zebras didn’t have any better ideas than: Welp, may as well see how this goes.

It was fun, rather thrilling actually, doing this with these studs that she hadn’t met before, and sure she’d finally won this little game of hers, she turned around to check, see what effect she could have on not just ponies, but all equines. I’m sure those handsome studs couldn’t have resisted this! “Well, it seems that it isn’t in… here… either.” Turning around to try and secretively check, she failed, it was only supposed to be a tiny glance, but the next thing she knew she was staring at them, three of the biggest horsecocks she’d ever seen on any mammal now hard and twitching for her, them still looking massive from a short distance. She thought zebras might have a couple other differences in their bodies, but Sweet Celestia!

Lost for words, still not able to tear her eyes from them, she felt her body go through the effects of such a shock, blushing cheeks, widened eyes, weak legs, and even a little more moisture in her virgin cavern.

Pfft! Look at her! I don’t care if she’s seen a dick before, she’s never seen one like this! Aroused and showing it off, all three zebras didn’t want to cover them up or hide them with how cute they found her reaction to them was. That and they were proud of them, they knew all zebra dicks were bigger than those of pony stallions, so in case this mare wasn’t a virgin she’d still understand the zebras’ superiority to her own kind.

How… How are they so… This was too much, too much of a shock to experience, having expecting some average-sized dongs and instead getting greeted with three huge rods that easily dwarfed those of all ponies she’d seen before. I-I-I need to take a breather, head somewhere, um, else. “I-I’m going to check u-upstairs for that f-fabric.” Still continuing the charade, the mare was finally able to move her eyes off of them, turning and sprinting to the door that lead to the stairs.

Watching her run, ready to chase after her if she tried to go for the front door, they all knew exactly why she got so embarrassed, the three standing up and smirking deviously at each other. “Finally!” It was just about time to have some fun, she was up in her room if she hadn’t lied to them, she was all alone, defenceless, and quite frankly their patience had ran out. “That slut’s snatch better be worth it!”

With them as impatient as the zebras, the dicks were more than ready to break some mare, and after about thirty seconds of them hearing her hoofsteps upstairs, they ran to the door she left through, more than excited. Trotting up the stairs as quietly as their bodies let them be, the trio noticed a smattering of drops on the floor, little bits of Rarity’s arousal leading to an open door. Doing their best not to make a sound, they peered inside.

And she was there, facing away from the door, them getting yet another look at her ass. I hope you’re ready for this Rarity! Obviously still as erect as ever, one of the hard zebras pushed open the door, walking in without bothering to try and keep quiet.

Clip. Clop. Clip. Clop. Hooves on the hard floor sounded out, the previously unaware mare’s head snapping to see the intruders just waltzing into her private space. “Wha- Wait, w-what are you all doing here, I was just g-grabbing something?” She couldn’t even look them in the eye, not when, hanging beneath the equines as they moved, were three long horsecocks all pointing at her, very erect, the pony knowing exactly which stupid pony was the cause of them.

Stepping closer, the three zebras didn’t look intimidating, but they sure did look enthusiastic. “Well you just left us down there after shaking your ass around so much, we thought you might enjoy the… company.” The mare had definitely bitten off more than she could chew this time, this was only going to end poorly for her (or excellently depending on your point of view).

“N-N-No, I-I-” Keeping up this act was pointless, they clearly didn’t want to leave as they approached her further. “I-I’m sorry, I was only teasing before when… sh-shaking my a-a-ass.”

Moving and surrounding her, three zebras had now trapped her in her own bedroom, with her still looking down at the underside of the zebra in front of her. In a second they had moved much closer, blocking her in. But even in the sudden shock of the situation she still noticed one circle around her, and even while she ogled what just one zebra was packing she hadn’t forgotten about the others. “Well since you’ve done this to us I think it’s only fair you help us out a little, don’t you?”

“N-No, I-I…” Rarity had no clue on what to say, evidently only one thing would quell their mutual desire and nothing she said would make a difference. Ignoring her stressed stumbling and having moved behind the mare, a zebra was met with the sight of her tail, it covering up the tender bits nestled in between her cheeks once more. As the zebras moved in even closer, Rarity trotted backwards cautiously. Having backed up into something she stopped, head snapping to see her ass had bumped into one of them, him looking seconds away from climbing onto her.

Instinctually moving back forward, the now stressed mare was sandwiched between two muscular non-ponies, them more capable than her in every way except-

W-Wait! I can do this! Finding a solution to the predicament she was in, magical energy rushed to her horn, fizzling away before it could do anything. Wh-What?! As they smiled down on their slave-to-be, she looked back to the one in front, aware of the one at her round rump getting closer and ready to plead to them more. “I… I… Umm…” She was too shocked to even get a word out, just spouting gibberish trying to make some frantic plea as they forcefully pushed the posh pony down onto the floor, a shrill scream being let out as they did. “Gah!” Quickly and Efficiently they rolled her over, not letting her move. And there Rarity was stuck, vulnerably on her back on the floor of her own bedroom, three horny zebras towering over her as she weakly looked up at their tools. But with one zebra stood over her head, his throbbing girth was all her eyes could focus on. Th-That thing’s massive! H-How is it even bigger up close?! He- Gah!

The thought stopping there, Rarity’s eyes widened dramatically underneath the zebra’s length, feeling another one enjoy himself beneath her. And having placed himself between her legs, the horny stallion had dropped the dick onto her breasts, now having pushed it in between, rocking back and forth as he gave himself a titjob with her body, the round and sensitive orbs feeling him rub on every last hair on it.

H-Hah! He-He’s using me like I’m a- Yet again, she was interrupted, the head of a zebra’s fat cock jabbing at her open lips. Oh no. There wasn’t any way she could get out of this. And not having thought to close them in time, one of the stallions on top of her moved himself forward, prying his thick grey dick past her lips and easing it further and further down her tight throat, his elated face showing how much he was loving finally getting some stimulation.

If it looked big it felt bigger, neck stretching with the meaty stallion’s cock making its way down it. The mare’s voice had been reduced to groans around the cock, the stress mixed with the slight pain was overwhelming her. Plus the zebra dick rubbing inside her teats and the one inside of her mouth both felt better than she’d like them too, her sensitive body getting pleasure from being used by them, something that had to be caused by that thing they made her drink, right?

But it didn’t stay that way with them only doing that. Growing bored, the stallion removed his dick from her smothering tits, lining himself up for the main event, prodding against her undeniably wet entrance before starting to plunge into their defenceless toy. N-No, not there… Weakly her mind argued, resistance dwindling as she gave up trying to do anything. And speedily, the horsecock ploughed on in, rubbing on the pony’s insides as they clung to him, the zebra stealing Rarity’s virginity without her bothering to even try and stop him. AAAAHH! He’s stretching me out so much!

One used her tight virgin throat, and one used her tight virgin pussy, all while the other sat back and watched, hooves moving repetitively on his dick as he enjoyed watching them go at it. This bitch wouldn’t be done anytime soon and the three loved that fact. “Fuck yes! Take it slut!” Mashing his dick into her sopping cunt, one of her three captors couldn’t get enough of how good it felt being inside of her, him thrusting in and out like a crazed animal in heat. “You showed this body off so much downstairs, it’s about time you did something useful with it!”

Soon, after more relentless fucking, the meat in her throat wasn’t hurting anymore, her mind failing to focus on how she didn’t want this and only concentrating on how good it felt. The zebras speeding up, Rarity felt her mind losing it, with every thrust in and out they were making her feel so good, better than anything else she’d ever experienced as waves of pleasure shot through her. More and more, her tight holes held on to them, trying to pull more in as her body was understanding the benefits of being bombarded with zebra cock.

Every time they moved in and out, over and over, her pink walls got to feel every inch of them. It was impossibly pleasurable, them hitting every erogenous spot she had.

Why was she trying to stop them again?

It only got better from there, and lying on her back, the lewd positioning was really arousing. Every time they pushed into her, bursts of pleasure shot through her body, and even if she hadn’t wanted to, she was starting to love everything about this. How their fat full testicles swung into her body with their hips moving, slapping into her revealed ponut and previously immaculate face, it made her pussy so wet, getting face fulls of thick zebra musk as her muzzle got pounded.

And how they were using her moistening snatch, it felt like something she didn’t know she wanted, but now that the mare had it she unsurprisingly wanted more. It feels so… so good! It shouldn’t have, but it did, she knew how wrong this was, to enjoy it when they forced themselves onto her, but feeling a massive cock invade her pussy and hit her formerly untouched womb was too much for her to handle, body shivering as a mind-shattering orgasm made her scream onto the zebra in her mouth.

Grunting, they stretched the orifices, feeling themselves about to cum inside of their tight toy. How’d she get even tighter? They knew the slut had cum but were surprised as she gripped on them inside her more. Fuck, she feels good! Sticking his tongue out of his own open mouth, the zebra mashing her pussy still couldn’t get enough of her, the pony had gotten wet quickly so he had no problem sliding in and out of her, the juices lewdly squelching as he showed her no mercy.

I just came! The thought wasn’t there out of shame, everything like that was quickly diminishing, but an undiscovered part of her was being pushed out, the part the zebras were trying to get out of her. They feel so good! It wasn’t like they’d stopped as she came, and unknown to them, her lips turned up around a certain zebra’s length, beginning to accept her new place and making the most of it. M-More please!

With the heavy slaps of the mating sounding out, two pairs of balls were getting ready to empty themselves, the zebras putting their all into fucking their mare so they could cum. Forcefully the dicks escaped her body before they slammed the full things back in, staying balls-deep in her as they came together.

“MMMMMM!” Two testes blocking her vision and being all she could smell, the pony was forcibly impregnated, cum shooting into her from both sides. Down her throat, the hot cum squirted directly into her stomach, it filling her belly while another load filled up her womb, the zebra’s sperm fertilising her eggs and then him dumping even more of it inside her. So much of it was in her, bringing her close to nearly cumming again.

And after they guaranteed every last drop was deep in her, their still-erect cocks slid out, the white goo coming out of her marehood with it as no more could possibly fit in there. Laying their wet cum-covered lengths on her quivering body, they grinned down at her, hearing her half-panting and half-moaning. “Hey slut, you wouldn’t mind another round, would you?” Moving from in between her legs, he let the one who hadn’t had a go with her yet take his place, him positioning himself excitedly. It obviously didn’t matter what she said anyway, but they were having fun toying with their prey.

No matter what Rarity wanted to say, all that came out was gibberish, she was too overwhelmed with pleasure to even try and form anything coherent. A part of her was trying her best to hold out ‘til the end, but a much larger part wanted to beg for more, fortunately though that part didn’t have to wait too long.

They’d already broken her at this point, and knowing that, the last zebra shot his hips forward, slamming into her as the multiple different juices helped him get in. Seeing their mare writhe from the spike of pleasure shooting through her again, the zebras watching moved and held her in place with their hooves, her once again trapped and being fucked without having given even the slightest consent.

“Ah!” There was no scream or anything like one, that was a moan, and it was like music to their ears.

Not hesitating with the beautiful mare’s walls surrounding him and sucking him in, he couldn’t wait to have his own go with her too, to get to blow his loads in her as well, not caring even a little that he got sloppy seconds. Starting at full speed, the zebra had angled his body correctly before he pulled out and started fucking her madly, gleefully getting off using her while she got to enjoy it too, embracing her new place under them and now moaning out for him.

“Ah! Fuck! S-So good!” Everything was said between pants, this being exhausting but so so so worth it. AH! Fuck yes! I don’t care about anything else! I just- I need- “M-More…” The Rarity from before had slowly been fading until now, but she’d finally understood everything clearly now. Why dedicate your life to silly stuff like dresses when you could have this instead? I don’t want anything else, not the dresses, just more magnificent fucking zebra cock! “Agh! M-More!”

Having the perfect view, they watched every second of it. The studs knew that their incredible zebra cock could break any pony, but this might’ve been the most arousing thing they could possibly witness, being in the front row seats to see another slut’s mind and body be converted, enslaved to their native dick while they bred her full of their striped offspring. “You loving this, bitch?”

As they looked down at her helpless, moaning face, she didn’t need to think of her words, they came out instantly anyway. “Yes! Please! Keep going! Fill me full with more of your cum! I love it!” Dignity? Who needed dignity when you could have this?

“If you insist!” Jackhammering back and forth, it was a miracle that she was being held down or her body might’ve been moving with how powerful his intense thrusts were, the mare’s pussy being bullied if not for the constant pleasure she got. And with his balls full of ready cum, his hips dramatically slammed into hers one last time, “Ah fuck!” Him moaning too, his loads shot out the tip, heading straight into the womb, bloating it more as it started overflowing again. For the second time in the last hour, cum escaped her pussy while it still had a zebra in it, his white juice mixing with that of the other zebras and having to find a way out, not able to stretch her belly any more. Both equines cried out, their climaxes addictingly satisfying, but as Rarity had the rush of pure bliss affect her, she knew this was where she belonged.

After a minute of nonstop cumming, he was finally over, done with her… for now. So happy that every part of this went flawlessly, his grin never faltered as his dick slid out of her cavern, the main thing holding all the zebra semen in now being removed. Realising that and wanting to feel their juices in her for just a bit longer, Rarity waited patiently for his… phenomenal tool to leave her, before she quickly pushed her thighs together, trapping it all in her while the bloated belly made her look pregnant (which she technically was now). Wait, will I get pregnant with their foals? Oh Celestia I hope!

Above her, spying the kinky sight beneath them, they regrouped, huge smirks on their faces. “So what now then?” One of them speaking up, he noticed their equally liquid-covered cocks underneath them. “We should take her to the tent now but we do need a little cleaning before that.”

Agreeing, another one sat down, flank on the floor, the other two following his lead with all of their erect cocks pointing upwards. Facing their mare, they decided to end her fun. “Hey slut, you wanna put that mouth of yours to use again or what?” Turning to see them, her face changed from pleased to excited, the mare rolling onto her front and moving over to them. Laying on her belly to clean them, face diving forward to get to work, she got to feel a buckets-worth of stallion cum launch out of her hole, it creating a huge pool on the floor of her bedroom, her not caring about the mess at all, just loving the feeling of it all splurting out.

A tongue making her way around their lengths, the zebras just sat back, chatting casually as if they weren’t getting the tongue bath they were on their genitalia. “Now I know we’ve got to at some point, but do we really have to head to the tent now?” All three were still very hard, and anypony who’d think they were done with her were very wrong.

Understanding him, the zebra currently getting a sloppy tongue lap up the cum off his cock responded. “Hey, don’t worry, you know all we’ve got to do is get to the tent and stripe her, after we’re outta there though she’s free-use. I know I definitely wouldn’t mind having another go with this one.”

Watching the newest toy of the zebras happily work on bathing their masts, they chuckled together, all knowing they weren’t done with her, and that she’d welcome the many more rounds they wanted to have with her.

And after their stiff members were completely devoid of any stallion or mare cum, it all ingested by their slutty mare, they set off, bringing said mare with them to complete the final step of embracing her into her new role as a cocksleeve.

In another place in Ponyville at the same time, in an entirely different atmosphere, an alicorn sat quietly in her library, another mare, a unicorn, about to walk into the room and interrupt her ruminations.

Both of the mares were in the Crystal Castle and the Princess of Friendship was currently sat at a large table on a stool reading a book, something that was very very common for her. The main difference though was that this book hadn’t even been touched by her once, nevermind read, something that seemed impossible considering it was Twilight Sparkle herself that owned it.

Having found it in the library, her having remembered its existence, she sat down and read what she hoped would give her more insight to what was toying with her mind.

The hardback book was called ‘Zebrican Traditions’, it not exactly having inside what she hoped it would and leaving her in an incredibly flustered state.

And that’s what Starlight Glimmer walked into, her mentor with her mouth agape and purple cheeks blushing madly. “Hey Twilight, you got a sec?” Regularly asking the question, hoping the other mare could provide guidance or insight, Starlight stayed in place waiting for a response. Until around 10 seconds passed and she still got nothing back. “Twilight?”

“Gah!” Forced out of her head, the princess hadn’t even noticed her pupil enter, having to swing her front legs around wildly just to stay on the stool that was rocked by her body jolting in shock. Leaning on the table, she levitated the book down onto it, turning to see her visitor while panting. When the- When did she get here? As her cheeks grew redder, her having embarrassed herself in front of who she’s supposed to be a role model to, Twilight stood up, acting more gracious than she felt. “S-Starlight! A-Are you okay?”

Smirking at the question, the pink pony just shook her head, chuckling to herself. “I should be asking you that.” But wanting to get back to the semi-urgent topic at hand, Starlight cut to the chase. “Anyway, I need your help with something, were you there when that zebra speech happened?”

Frantically, the frazzled mare had sorted herself out. “Yeah, like, everypony was, why do you ask?” Twilight had been listening to her a sec ago of course, but now every fibre of her being was listening with rapt attention, undoubtedly curious.

“Well, did you catch something that they said? Something at the end.” Glimmer was clearly unsure of herself saying this, almost deciding not to have, only this cheered up Twilight to no end.

Yes! I knew I wasn’t crazy! “Wait, you did too?” Caught up in the moment, she had forgotten the implications of said speech they were discussing, but she was allowed to be happy for her doubted doubts being backed up.

“Wha- Yeah! It sounded… um, strange though.” Quickly Starlight’s lack of confidence had disappeared, both appearing to be on the same wavelength. “Like, it was sort of… weird?”

“Really?” An eyebrow was raised. It’s nice to know I’m not the only one at least. “‘Cause I thought so too. To me it sounded a bit like a threat.” Not wanting to plant any ideas in her head in case they weren’t true, Twilight immediately took it back. “Not that it definitely was or not, I mean it could’ve been but it could not have been and-”

With her rambling on, Starlight just stopped her, having gotten used to this. “Twilight?” Seeing her stop and guiltily smile, blushing yet again, Starlight just asked about what she came in here to talk about. “Anyway, I was curious, do you have any info on zebras? Like, do you know anything about them or at least have a book on them?” They had only just gotten into town and she was already having doubts about them, surely that was enough reason to try and find out more about them, wasn’t it?

“Well, it’s funny you mention that actually because, umm…” Even after it had tried so hard to leave her, the blush just barely returned, Twilight turning her head to look at what had held her interest for the last hour. “There is… something.”

“Oh there is a book on them. That’s useful!” Walking over to it, Twilight hesitantly joined her, them both standing over the closed book. It had a striped cover, the title written on it in cursive while the silhouette of a zebra stallion was shown on the front, him facing sideways. Only (even with few details being shown of him) all of him was on display, including the long member that was fully erect and protruding from in between his back legs. “I… uhh…” At a loss for words, obviously Starlight had expected something else, or at least not that. What the- S-Surely that picture’s exaggerating about the size, right?

“This is… all I could find on them.” Clearing her throat, Twilight went back to the first page, her horn lighting up and opening the book. The student looking on for whatever shocking thing would be there was met with… a detailed description of zebras and their culture.

Oh. She didn’t know what she was expecting, but it probably wasn’t this. “So this is what we wanted, isn’t it? I mean, it-“

“Have you actually read it?” Butting in, Twilight knew she hadn’t, otherwise she’d’ve seen how it wasn’t very helpful to them.

Leaning in closer, reading it and not just skimming through it, Starlight Glimmer went through it in her head. ’An equine species as old as every other one, zebras have had a unique and rich culture full of-‘ Yada yada yada… Ooh, how about this? ‘What separates zebras from all other species, races, etc however, is that they are vastly more s-s-sexual than them.’ She probably should’ve seen this coming with the cover being what it was. Looking back down she powered on. ’The- The zebras’ striped bodies are actually vastly different to those of other animals, this being more true for the stallions with their bodies (though mostly genitalia) being designed for quote ‘constant breeding’ (see page 20).’

The ongoing silence was deafening, Starlight’s pink cheeks turning red and Twilight looking at her have the same reaction she did out of the corner of her eye.

Finding the courage to speak again, the unicorn chipped in the only comment she could think to make. “…It certainly is… informative.” That was one way to put it. But maybe it still held some information that could be of use to them. “Wh- What else is in there?” Hesitant to ask, Starlight didn’t even know if she wanted the answer to her question.

“Well…” And obviously Twilight was hesitant to give it. The book started with an explanation of zebras and all, what they wear, certain customs (though every one in there is always sexual), etc.

But from there it just gets worse, it constantly going into graphic detail on how zebras breed, the answer being roughly and constantly, yet the book still goes on about how virile zebras are, and how sexually-driven they were as a species. It was a smutty book that went on about stories of zebra orgies, it disguised as normal ‘research’ into them (or maybe the zebras are a smutty species disguised as a normal one).

Either way, Twilight Sparkle wasn’t going to go through it all with her student, not now and not in a million moons. So taking a step to the side she placed a hoof on the book, sliding it over to her prized pupil and away from her. “Tell you what, you go through it on your own if you want, don’t let me stop you.” It was better she get embarrassed alone instead of with her here.

“Oh, um, sure!” She didn’t know how fun this would be, probably not at all, but she’d still not let her down. Starlight would read this book to prove herself to her teacher, what could go wrong? Levitating it up in her magic, she smiled at Twilight, the mare had gotten what she wanted and so now was just happy to leave the alicorn to her own devices yet again. Alright, information on the zebras? Check! But still there’s that speech… “Hey Twilight! What about the speech?”

Fortunately for them both, there was a plan at the ready, Twilight having thought of something that could provide a more conclusive answer to their predicament. “Oh don’t worry, I’ve got that sorted.” Putting a hoof on her chest, the teacher hadn’t forgotten that she had been a student once too. “I’ll just send a letter to Princess Celestia, I’m sure she could clarify a couple things up!”

That’ll do then! “Fair enough. If you don’t need anything else then I’ll be going.” Already starting to stroll out with a new book in her magical grasp, Glimglam was done here.

“I’m good Star’, thanks!” Calling to her on the way out, Twilight quickly got onto her next task having been sucked out of the book that had absorbed her interest. Gently she let a quill be picked up by her purple aura, it dipping in ink some ink before going onto parchment. Alright then, ‘Dear Princess Celestia…’

But she’d never get to see it, her having other things on her mind right now.

Author's Note

And so, Act 1: The First Day begins!

In the editing I’ve not fully rewritten and checked through this entire chapter, only removed and added a couple things here and there. If you spot any mistakes or mentions of potions that shouldn’t be there then please do tell.

Anything you all want in future chapters (and I’m not just talking about pony choices)?

Do you guys think I should change the writing style a bit? Have more build up instead of actual fucking? Please tell me what you think, constructive criticism is appreciated.

Also, I’ve recently gotten back into an old game I used to enjoy so updates will be MUCH slower (somehow). Sorry!

One final thing, I’ve changed the cover art a bit, cropping Welost’s art a bit differently.

Part 1: The Bakers’ Buns

“SPIKE!” Very nearly slamming the doors off of their hinges, the usually prestigious Princess of Friendship barged through them. It was an incredibly uncommon thing for her to do, her always trying her best to be the best princess she could. Now called for urgency though.

“GAAHHHHH!” But the intrusion only made him fall off the back of the chair he’d been sitting on, him calmly having been reading a comic without a care in the world before the fright of his life barged her way through the library doors. Picking himself up off the floor, Spike rubbed his head he banged on the way down a little, annoyed at having hurt it before he quickly glanced at who’d caused the pain.

Frantic stress was more than visible on Twilight’s face, her entire body looking on-edge and in a rush as she instantly got her dragon’s attention.

Rising to his feet, he stood strong, ready to hear about whatever villain must be attacking Equestria this time as well as how he could help her as her personal assistant. “Yes princess?”

Twilight, his kind-of sister, would’ve found his royal guard-esque display adorable if it wasn’t for everything else occupying her mind. “Spike! Has Celestia sent over any letters?!”

He was slightly taken aback. It wasn’t the first answer he was expecting, him assuming she’d need him to send something to said princess rather than receive it, so his response was a little confused. “I- Umm… No?”

The dragon should’ve been unaware of the panic he’d just caused, only Twilight was the worst at hiding her emotions, blatantly showing that his answer was the wrong one as she muttered to herself.

But before he could get a word in to try and calm her, she spoke, cutting him off. “Okay! I’m going to fly to Canterlot then!”

He really wasn’t being given much context here, so he’d take what he could. “Um… Why?” All his confused self could give was that question and a lazy movement of his arms.

Not bothering packing a saddle bag and already making her way to the door, Twilight just looked back at him realising he deserved at least something. “I- Well- Zebras. They’re in Ponyville and- And Rarity and Fluttershy, they-“ It was probably a bad idea to have mentioned Rarity being involved to Spike, but she couldn’t take it back now, she just needed to find Celestia so the ruler of Equestria could sort out this whole mess. “I-I need to go! Zebras are here and… Just don’t leave the castle! Anyway, bye!”

Leaving the conversation there (if that could be called a conversation) she galloped out again, leaving him baffled and worried with a need to go outside and find out what exactly was going on.

At the same time however, she zoomed down each corridor on her way to the front doors. Finding them, she smashed them open too, taking flight immediately in the direction of Canterlot. With a purple aura closing the entrance to the castle, she prepared herself for the journey. It was a long way to fly, way too far for any means of teleportation, so she just had to hope this message could reach her tutor as soon as possible so she could help, them having few other options of trying to fight the striped invaders other than relying on her fellow alicorns.

Little did she know however that it was already way too late, both Celestia and Luna having swapped sides and now… getting to know the enemy better.

Four zebras. Four excited, horny zebras. All of them were moving through Ponyville, ignorant of any events happening around them as they searched for pony mares to ‘have some fun’ with. However just like all other zebras in Equestria, these stallions weren’t looking for some quick lay to solely bust a nut inside of, they wanted a proper satisfying and carnal fucking. Quality over quantity was what they believed, though both never hurt. So the four were looking for mares so they could have some fun, but they’d enjoy them too, appreciating the future sluts’ bodies as they practically already belonged to them.

“Any ideas then?” A curious zebra turned to the others. They felt lost in the unfamiliar streets, which was absurd considering they didn’t have any set destination.

They looked around for anything to latch onto, and quickly, one of them just decided to point to the strange building not far from them with his hoof. “How about there?” They didn’t really have any better options, so mutually agreed on that one, but mostly it was their anticipation and unwillingness to wait to see a mare that swayed the decision.

Trotting to it, the building was impossibly out-of-place in the rural village. Every house around them had straw roofs and little decorations on them, this one however was bizarre compared to them with its bright pinks and a roof that looked like it could be eaten. Only when stood at it’s doorstep did they realise it was a bakery, the outside mimicking what was inside. Sugarcube Corner? The name on the sign was slightly strange, but they obviously only cared about a specific kind of ‘sweet treat’ inside, and walked in to find it.

Dingaling! They entered the shop, a charming little bell arriving their entrance.

Looking around the interior, the four zebras swiftly took in their surroundings and got exactly what they’d been expecting from the outside, except for one thing…

It looked like a bakery, albeit one more colourful than any they’d ever known, with tables and stools and a large enticing counter in plain view of the door. Also there was the smell of delicious baked goods in the air, of stuff so delicious they could almost taste it, but of course their attention was elsewhere. Asides from the smells, tastes, the overall feel of the place and the other sights, they could hear the chipper humming of the singular bouncy mare with them in the main room. And they were loving seeing her.

Everything else in the room disappeared, their lustful tunnel vision having activated on their pink pony target.

She was facing away from them, bent over a table and cleaning it with a cloth in her hoof.
As she moved her head to the sound of her hums, her body followed, it being shaken in their direction and their sheaths not standing a chance as their throbbing dicks forced their way out into the open. The mare was… breedable, claimable, and they weren’t willing to stop watching that fat ass of hers move.

The more they stared, the more they understood how one word perfectly encapsulated the mare before them: plump. Every last part of her was, and their hungry eyes couldn’t get enough of it. From her chunky pink cheeks to her thick thighs to her dangling udders and everything that lay in between them all, this mare was the perfect pony for them to sink their cocks into and mate. In this society she’d probably be considered fat, but they knew no equine, zebra or pony, could ever call the plump Pinkie Pie undesirable.

Layers of the attractive fat were all around her hind quarters, moving, bouncing with every slight motion of her body and jiggling as if it were doing so just for them. But between the glorious masses of her bountiful booty and above the tauntingly tempting tits was her most private area, one near-entirely obscured from their view. No matter how hard they tried to from where they were, the zebra four just couldn’t see her pussy or her ponut. They were hidden under the juicy rear of the earth pony and behind her lively tail, but they could see it all in their heads: if they pried open her cheeks, they’d get the full view of her vulnerable snatch. That way, the mare would have her wet and waiting pussy out in the open, drooling down as if it were a lewd river in a valley, meanwhile her asshole would wink at them, the fat ponut waiting to be filled.

Despite lusting over her, the zebras had yet to move from where they’d entered, stuck imagining what they could do to her. Hard, throbbing and impatient, their horsecocks underneath them were fully erect. The four hoped nopony would notice them, especially not in this horny and already riled-up state, but that hoping did nothing as they were soon noticed, noticed by the only other equine in the room who was now looking back at the new arrivals over her big buttocks.

“Oh! Heya! Welcome to Sugarcube Corner!” Turning around and snapping them out of their trances, hiding only most of her rump from view, the mare greeted the potential friends with her usual hyperactive eagerness, it causing her to not yet notice their… interest in her. “I’m Pinkie Pie, the best party planner in all of Ponyville, but I also work at the counter here, so do you guys want anything to eat?”

She was almost concerningly energetic, but that didn’t mean the zebras forgot just what this slave-to-be was packing back there. With her bouncing to the counter, her entire body bouncing with her, Pinkie bent over that too, facing them whilst being so excited at the possibility of new friends that she still didn’t notice the appendages beneath them twitching for her. “We’re not hungry, thanks.”

Something seemed off about them Pinkie noticed, but ponies always acted weird when meeting her for the first time, why would zebras be any different? “That’s okey dokey! Like I said I also plan parties, you guys want a welcome party? Free of charge!” Moving back around the counter, the peppy pink pony trotted towards them, but now that the novelty of the new stallions wore off she got to have a proper look at them, instantly seeing exactly why they were acting the way they were and why they were looking at her that way. Holy moly! Look at those things!

The personality of the mare was a little off-putting to them, the zebras never having met anyone so bombastic and full of energy, but they were sick of waiting and were about to deny her offer yet again, ready to be much more direct with what they wanted to do to her. That was the plan anyway, right up until she baffled them once more. What the fuck?!

“You stallions sure you don’t want a welcome party? You sure look like you know how to ‘party’ with these!” Without a single one of them noticing her move there, Pinkie Pie had gotten on the floor before the front-most zebra, lying on her front holding his hard dick in her hoof and analysing it with a child-like glee. “Woah! These things are huge!” Diving forward, she pressed her muzzle against his tip and inhaled deeply. “And you smell… soooooo good!”

Originally, the plan had been to find mares, breeding them, raping them, and doing whatever it took to transform them into loyal zebra-worshipping broodmares and sex slaves. This one however was… an anomaly. Rather than have any typical cautious reaction to their erections, she was throwing herself into the fray, getting up close and personal with them before they could even make any advances on her. Oh this pony slut’s gonna be perfect! Grinning down at her interested face, the zebra who’s hung horsecock she was inspecting couldn’t help but shove it forward into her face. He wasn’t just seeking some stimulation out of it though, he wanted to see what reaction he could get out of their future mate.

And as it booped her nose, Pinkie didn’t react negatively, not even making any noises as it happened and only recoiling slightly. It was more than bizarre, and the zebras realised as much when they watched her lick up the drops of precum that had been pushed onto and into her nose’s fur. But quickly her attention turned back to them, chatting with them enthusiastically about their dicks as if it were a normal conversation. “I’ve never seen ones so… so big before! These things are… amazing!” And they taste good too… and smell good… I… I might get addicted to these things!

Ugh! Enough foreplay! As much as they were enjoying this, the waiting was getting on their nerves, so the one that was the centre of her attention spoke to her huskily. “You know, we’d be more than happy to get you properly acquainted with these if you’d like.” Actually it didn’t matter much if she’d like to or not, this was going to be fun for them all either way.

And, despite her blatant curiosity, it seemed the offer made her hesitant to accept. With an unsure face, Pinkie got back off the floor walking backwards to the counter and leaning her backside on it. “Well… That does sound really fun…” She was genuinely deliberating it, but work had to come first, so she knew she couldn’t. “But my boss wouldn’t want me to, especially not after the last time me and a stallion had some fun here…”

That brought up a lot of questions, ones that would go ignored as the four slowly cantered over to her, subtly surrounding the mare who was backed up against the counter. “C’mon Pinkie. You know you want to, so what’s a little fun?” His voice turned husky; domineering. “Now be a good mare and turn around for us.”

They were closing in, and it was getting harder and harder for her to deny them, not with how horny they were all feeling.

This wasn’t good if she wanted to keep her job. Pinkie could feel herself moistening between her cheeks, her pussy wettening from the arousal of everything around her. There was the promise of an extremely fun time (their huge lengths ensuring that) but there was also her memory of how they tasted, how they smelled, plus she’d always wanted to be a part of an orgy, it basically a sexy party, so her resistance was dwindling quicker than shed’ve liked it to.

“I… Um…” Not able to tear her eyes from their throbbing horsecocks that she was sure could and would dominate her, Pinkie just rushed out any old excuse. It didn’t need to work on stopping them, she didn’t really want it to at this point. “B-But what… Uhh… What if my boss hears us?”

The random comment made them pause though, something she didn’t expect. “Wait, another pony’s here?”

Barely able to, Pinkie Pie managed to make eye contact with him, nodding. “Um, yeah?”

“Is it a mare?” Another one of them didn’t hesitate before chirping in. They weren’t far from her now, barely a metre away.

The mare felt the aroused atmosphere of horniness focused on her was escaping them, something that she noticed slightly bothered her for some reason. It’s not like she wanted to… Okay, she wouldn’t lie, these studs could do whatever they wanted with her and she wouldn’t complain. “Yeah. Mrs Cake is upstairs.”

Looking at his fellow zebras, the one who asked her about this other mare smiled at them almost apologetically, though there was an unmissable excitement in there. “Sorry guys, I’m gonna have to check that out. You guys enjoy yourselves though!” Leaving the half-circle that surrounded the unstriped one, he sped off to the stairs. The zebra did feel a little upset at having given up being one of the first to break such a fat-assed mare as Pinkie Pie, but if he got some other amazing mare all to himself then that’d be even better!

Watching him leave, it didn’t even take a second for the others to lock their gazes back on their bouncy companion. He was forgotten as they closed the distance between them. They were only inches from making contact with her, the ones at each of her sides taking in the sights as the one nearly kissing her at her front suddenly had the best idea he’d ever had.

In a single motion, he dropped onto the floor before her. Sat on his firm rump with his front hooves propping him up, the zebra’s powerful and prominent pony-fucker was pointed towards the ceiling, throbbing for only her as she watched the display. Meanwhile, his expectant eyes stared her down as his cocky smile never left his face. “Hop on slut! I wanna see that fat ass jiggle as we make a broodmare out of you!”

She’d never been so turned on, and she knew it as the first drop of her wetness dripped down onto the floor.

Whilst that happened, only a floor above, the zebra who'd gone solo was looking at each of the closed doors he was passing. They all were the same: closed, silent, boring, each one had nothing of interest to him so he strolled right past them and ignored them. One door however, one further down the hall, was different. Unlike the others, it was ajar, the room’s lights being on and a faint sound coming from it.

Not needing any more encouragement -already being restless with an expectant member below him still erect- he tiptoed forward, ensuring his hooves made no noise on the wooden planks that made up the floor. Upon reaching the plain brown door, the zebra peered through the small gap into the room.

It was a room intended for foals and fillies. That much was clear to him with the toys strewn around the place and the baby supplies everywhere, but as he scanned the room, the cot at the far side of it made his eyes stop, him having found exactly what (or who) he wanted.

“Now now, dearies, I know you’re still full of energy but mommy’s gonna need the pair of you to rest.” Leaning over the cot, a mare faced away from him similarly to how Pinkie was earlier. With her looking down at two foals, he assumes they’re hers as his dick hanging under him twitches in elation.

Holy shit! A MILF! The three downstairs could keep the slut they had. Up here he found his own mare, a mature mother that he knows would fit perfectly around his cock. And it wasn’t like she was unattractive either. She didn’t have as big an ass or tits as Pinkie did (he doubted anypony other than those royal sluts did though) but size wasn’t everything. The mare did have a big ass, but he found himself loving how it jiggled in each direction as she moved, and it’s curvy roundness only made his lust for her grow stronger. His view showed the mare’s big bouncy butt, her plump and chubby thighs, and her milk-filled teats, so he could barely resist stepping into the room now to ‘get to know her’. She was putting her babies to sleep though, he’d allow her this before he got to knocking her up with some more.

“Phew.” Wiping her brow, Mrs Cake moved off of the cot. It had taken too long to put her little ones to sleep (like usual) but finally she had managed it, so now the mare had the rest of the day off. Maybe I should check on how Pinkie’s doing, she can get a little… distracted at times. She glanced back at the infants one last time before walking to the door, unaware of the non-pony hidden behind it. Walking through whilst still looking back, she shut the door gently, before quickly heading off- “Oof!”

“Oof!” She hadn’t known he was there and he was too busy daydreaming about what he could do to her to notice her moving, so when she left the room quickly they’d collided, the pony bumping into the stallion’s muscular chest and sending them both tumbling to the floor.

“O-Oh my gosh! I’m so sorry!” Mrs Cake, now accidentally laying on top of the stallion, had her chest pressed up against his with his back to the floor. But that wasn’t all. Squashed between them, her squishy teats were trapped too, and the unintentional stimulation she was receiving from them was making her blush up a storm. “I-I-I didn’t see you there! Here, l-let me just-“

But she froze. Trying to stand up, she’d reversed, and Mrs Cake had to learn very quickly that she wasn’t the only one her heavy breasts had affected. She was wide-eyed, not knowing what to do and feeling his pulsating girth nearly nestled in her big blue cheeks. Snapping back out of her baffled head, the mare whipped her head down to apologise yet again. But he wasn’t equally shocked or embarrassed or anything of the like, instead he looked back at her with a seductive gaze and a lusty glint in his eye.

Still though, Cake hadn’t moved. She planned on, but now she was preoccupied with trying to figure out why he was leering at her like that. Wh-Why is he…? Surely he wouldn’t be b-bold enough to- Only seconds ago she’d been tucking her children in for the night, happy, and now she was on a zebra on the floor, blushing wildly, all while he not-so-subtly humped up, trying to wedge himself between her flank’s pillows. “I’M SORRY!”

Confused about… everything going on, the plump pony untangled herself from him as hurriedly and frantically as she could, rising to her hooves and practically diving off of him.

“I’m sorry! I-I didn’t mean to do… that to… you…” With him not having moved, still, she looked down at him, her eyes of course noticing the length, the width, and every other tiny detail of that massive zebra cock between his strong legs. Holy hotcakes! Why in Equestria is that thing that big?! …H-He’s so much bigger than… Not letting her mind continue, she difficultly stopped her eyes from following every vein on it, instead looking over to his face. “I-I’m sorry that I… I got you so r-riled up….” Despite looking at his head, she refused to meet his eyes, embarrassed for obvious reasons.

With her blue face having turned red, the zebra got up off the floor, finally, letting his hooves hold him and his dick dangle, it not going down yet. The tension was killing them both for different reasons: he just wanted to pounce on her and relieve himself with the MILF’s help, and she wanted to be anywhere but with the hung, young and admittedly attractive zebra who wasn’t bothering to hide his eyes ogling her body.

Eventually though, after she was too uncomfortable from the awkward silence and being leered at, Mrs Cake stumbled out some excuse to escape. “I-I-I think I n-need a lie down now. If y- If you came up here because nopony’s there to s-s-serve you downstairs then have a quick ch-check in the kitchen, P-Pinkie Pie should b-be in there.” Immediately after finishing, her eyes locked onto a door next to them both, and she threw it open with her hoof. In a blur, the mare shot through it, violently slamming the door behind her to let herself be free of the virile and shameless male’s gaze.

Obviously though, he wasn’t done with her, and all that stood in between them was a door with no lock on it.

Not bothering to get lost in filthy thoughts again, he instead strode on over to the door and effortlessly opened it. Then he slipped in, not needing to quieten himself, and the zebra shut the door behind him as the mare he yearned for snapped her head around. “Wh-Wha…” So many thoughts shot through her head, all revolving around him and his tremendous fifth leg. As he started walking towards her, the mare couldn’t get a word out, but eventually, after plenty of bumbling, one question managed to escape her. “A-Are you even a customer?”

She watched as he chuckled, speaking to her for the first time. “Haha. No, I’m not, but I do want some ‘cake’ if you know what I mean.” He waggled his eyebrows at his lame joke, but she never noticed, too busy looking down at the intimidating beast below him. “Hey, pony slut, this is your bedroom, isn’t it? So do us both a favour and bend over your bed so I can show you what a real cock feels like!”

As he moved closer, trapping his prey, the zebra circled her so she was backing up into her own bed. “Wh-WHAT?! NO! I-I-I have a husband! W-We’re happily married and I’d never cheat on him!”

“Even better!” Her pleas fell on deaf ears. The male approaching her was only thinking with his dick now, so he didn’t care what she had to say, all he cared about was finding a MILF’s snug snatch to cram his dick into. “You’ve already got some kids, but if you bend over like you know you want to then I’ll knock you up with some zebra foals, and I’ll keep cumming in that slutty pony womb ‘til you’re begging for more!” It was less of an offer and more of a promise, but he at least gave her the chance to submit before he made her.

“I-I-I-I- Wh-Wha-“ That was all she could say, and her overwhelmed mind couldn’t get her to make any more sense. But she would’ve stopped anyway as her breath suddenly caught in her throat. With Mrs Cake’s eyes widening, she felt her rump hit her bed, not letting her back up anymore. B-But- Panicked, she spun her head around, realising that there was nowhere left to go unless she wanted to climb onto the bed, and she nearly did, only that split-second of her checking behind her was more than enough time for her admirer to pounce on her excitedly. “AH!”

She cried out as she fell backwards, and when she looked up with her back on the comfy covers, all she could focus on was the dominant equine pinning her down. His hooves were on her forelegs, and all her writhing couldn’t escape being held down on the bed by the masculine beast above her.

Troubled, she used the only thing she could at this point, her mouth. “Wh-Why are you doing thi- MMMMFFF!” Only, upon seeing her lips open, her captor couldn’t help himself. His head swooped down and before she could stop him, he shoved his tongue into her mouth, already invading her wet insides before he could even begin rutting her. Am-Am I really going to be taken like this on my own bed?! She and her husband shared this bed, loved in this bed, their children were conceived in this bed, was she really going to be raped on top of it?

But with the strong stallion overpowering her, making out with her and letting his throbbing dick hang above her whilst she could do nothing to stop him, she knew there was no question about it. He was going to fuck her, and whether she wanted it or not she was going to be bred. Nopony would be stopping the horny and virile animal.

"Mmf!" Unwillingly, a moan escaped her mouth whilst he was still rummaging around in it, however it was only because of the sudden jolt sent up her body from between her legs. Surprisingly, the non-consensual spike of pleasure didn't emerge from Mrs Cake's marehood, but actually her breasts, something long, hot and worryingly thick being rubbed on the gap of her cleavage.

The zebra, grinding his dick up and down the hefty pair of milk-sacks, noisily removed his mouth from hers, looking down in the middle of them and grinning in a way that showed exactly how happy he was with her body. "Ngh! You MILFs are the best! You always have the fuckin' fattest teats!" Pushing his waist down, he managed to cram his dick inside of the tempting gap her tits held in between them.

“Gah! St- Hngh! St-Stop! Please!” With her only bothering to resist verbally now, the unapologetically horny zebra got to having his fun as he thrust forward and back, giving himself a fantastic titjob with her unwilling body. Over and over, he gained pleasure from using her, caring little that his movements pleasured her too, sending sensations through her body that she’d never even dreamt of feeling before. “Hah!” Wh-Why is it feeling like thi- “Angh!” And why is-is my body liking it?! “F-Fuck! Ahn! P-Please, stop.”

It was true, she could tell that (despite her unwillingness) her breedable body was wanting more from the virile prick above her. And it wasn’t like it had no reason to, the member rubbing on her certainly was very gifted, plus, she’d asked her husband to try out some kinky things in the past, with him not only being hesitant to them but also not nearly being as hung as the stallion atop her now. So it made a little sense that her body was inviting to who was now using her. But still, she knew she was a loyal wife, and she didn’t want any stallion but her husband even near her gorgeous genitalia. “Hnngh! Yeah, I’m definitely coming back to use you a couple times after you’re striped, slut!”

Wh-What does that mean? And more importantly, what was that new feeling down at her teats?

With the zebra suddenly feeling the titjob become easier, he looked down at where they were connected, his hottest of fantasies coming true. He humped her bosoms, and as he did, drips of her milk started dribbling out, trickling down her round breasts and lubing up the thrusting back and forth. Fuck yes! To the gluttonous zebra, it was more than arousing to know those fat udders she had still worked too. All around the zebra kingdom it was well-known that a female’s teats were also an erogenous zone for them, but only now did he get the confirmation that, even if this MILF said she wasn’t enjoying herself, her body was.

I-I’m not enjoying this! Meanwhile, Cup Cake was still resisting her bodily urges, and she resented how her body lactated as if to encourage the virile animal on her. She was lying to herself though, a small, slutty part of her was enjoying this, despite being forced into it. But throughout, she held onto the determination not to surrender, even with the pungent, heavy, intoxicating waves of his mighty musk she was receiving.

Caring little about her resistance, the zebra, the same one using her body like he owned her, underestimated just how phenomenal the mare’s boobs would feel when lactating, and he made sure to let her know that. “Nghh! Y’know, it’s not that common for mares’ bodies to be so slutty that they lube up their own titjob!”

“I’m- I’m not- Ngah!” Whether she wanted to accept it or not, Cake was moaning. Not only were her crotchbreasts feeling really good, but with every thrust, his weighty balls were slapping against her unattended snatch, the pony’s winking clit occasionally being teased as well. So with her will faltering, the mare’s arguments against the advantageous stud didn’t sound as rebellious as she’d wanted them to. “I-I’m n-not a slut! A-Aghn!”

“Yeah, well, we’ll see about that.” Almost dejectedly and out of nowhere, the stallion using her body for pleasure stopped. Instead of speeding up more, he just halted his movements and gritted his teeth, as if holding himself back from doing something.

Curiosity got the better of Cup Cake before her brain could tell her to stay silent. “Wh-What are you doing?”

Looking down at her, he just grinned lustfully at her for the billionth time today instead of responding. After a few seconds of intense eye contact though, he budged, and actually got off of her and the bed, standing to the side of them with his massive, bulging cock dangling angrily below him. “C’mon whore, I wanna show off my prize to the others so get off that fat ass of yours and head downstairs, will ya?”

What? She was so confused, at least when he was on top of her should understood what was happening. “B-But, y-you were going to…” From her angle it seemed like he was just about to cum all over her, but then he chose to stop. Why?

“Alright, listen up slut.” Thankfully, he’d tell her just why. “That milky titjob could easily have made me blow my load on that fuckable face of yours, but I’ve got a better idea of where to store all my spunk, and it isn’t on you. Now get up or I’ll fuck you senseless in front of your children instead.”

With the threat hanging in the air, Mrs Cake shot to her hooves. The panic was still setting in that she was about to be roughly mated by such a brute, but she couldn’t let her offspring get involved in this, so with haste she moved to the door with the cocky asshole gladly following right behind her, enjoying the bouncy cheeks as she trotted .

Meanwhile, a bit earlier and a floor below, some much more consensual sex was going down.

“Hop on slut! I wanna see that fat ass jiggle as we make a broodmare out of you!”

Pinkie’s chubby thighs clenched at the kinky words, and though she knew sex on the job was strictly forbidden, she couldn’t resist the advances of the bold, brash, brazen and big-dicked newcomers.

With an anticipating grin, she spun, and with her doing a 180, her hefty ass was rotated to face the zebra lying back on the floor.

Oh my gosh, it’s happening! As the village’s party animal, Pinkie was no stranger to fun casual sex with both male and female ponies, but it’d been a while since she’d gotten a good fucking, and now she’d get to have not one, but three incredibly hung, dominating stallions all to herself. This is gonna be so fun! She hoped they didn’t see just how overly excited she was though!

As Pinkie moved back and lined herself up with the huge pulsating schlong, she felt the size of just the head touching her. Holy heck! It’s massive! If it looked big up close, it felt bigger. It was easily wider than her puffy cunt, so she wasn’t even entirely sure it would fit, but still, the gargantuan size of their cocks just meant that it’d feel all the better when fucking, and Pinkie loved that!

However, she’d still have to ease her way down it. That thing would definitely be stretching her out, so patience would be key to-

“Well come on then, whore!” Impatiently, her onlookers were wanting her to begin already, and fortunately for them, their demands encouraged her.

Eh, why not? Though unsure about the size of the horsecock, Pinkie didn’t care. She was probably wet enough to take it anyway, but even if it was too big then the size would just make it even more fun! Now pushing herself to do it, the chubby pony pushed back, and with a little effort, she managed to slip the stallion’s tip between her folds, it already widening her non-virgin walls. H-Hoh my gosh!

He felt so big in her, and she wanted more.

While he just lied back, watching on happily, Pinkie chose to push down his rod, forcing more and more of her walls to try and accommodate his fat girth. “Ngh! W-Woah! You guys really are g-‘gifted’, huh?” They sure felt it. Every inch in her was phenomenally pleasurable, and throughout the fantastic plunge down, more and more of her was filled as euphoria began crashing through her body.

She could feel every pulsating vein of him on her stretching walls, and felt her insides cry out with joy from the piercing cock driving in deeper and deeper.

There was one other thing though. She expected her new zebra lover to feel amazing, incredible even, but not this good! He was widening her definitely non-virgin cunt to mind-boggling proportions, and though she’d mentally prepared herself for a huge, juicy cock inside herself, she couldn’t have known he would hit every last minuscule part of her. “NNNGGAAAAAAAHH!” Whorishly, a deep moan erupted from Pinkie as her tongue burst out her mouth. She could barely handle him, and he wasn’t even fully in!

Meanwhile three zebras laughed and three cocks pulsed at her lewd, degenerate display.

As she filled herself with him more and more though, Pinkie couldn’t fathom the jolts running through her body. This wasn’t like when she’d fucked a stallion or two or a mare with a strap-on, this was different, the pleasure was overwhelming, it was addicting, it was mind-breaking…

It was the pleasure of a zebra cock, and Pinkie Pie couldn’t get enough of it.

“H-Holy heck! This is SO GOOD!” Forcing more into her, Pinkie could feel every pulsing vein of him pressing against her walls, bulging and pumping blood through his powerful horsecock. She kept going down, getting more, and more, and ramming more of him into her thoroughly stretched cunt, and then finally- “YESSSSSSSSS!” Pinkie Pie had managed to stuff every last inch in her pink pony pussy.

And the large stallion under her was also more than delighted by his meat being so snuggly wrapped in her warm, wet embrace. Fuck!Nothing’s better than one of these slutty horses being wrapped around your cock!

He threw away any doubts he’d had about his queen before. If the future of their kingdom involved getting to enjoy delicacies like this whenever he wanted, then he’d swear his eternal loyalty to her now.

Bulky hips bucked up into the stuffed mare, drawing out another carnal moan from her. Then, the zebra’s hooves moved to her humongous cheeks, squishing down on them, groping them. “Get to work, whore! We’re not gonna be done with you ‘til you’re popping out our striped foals!”

Pinkie didn’t want to be a mother. Not yet, anyway. But those thoughts were the last things on her mind as her body readily agreed and let him left her big rump up. “UUNNGGGGHHHH!” She must’ve sounded so silly, but with his girth scraping against her insides, once again, Pinkie didn’t care in the slightest. S-Sweet Celestia! I want this party to never end! She’d said it a billion times before, but here she meant it more than ever.

Having raised her all the way to his tip, the mare’s newest lover showed no hesitation or mercy as he shoved Pinkie Pie all the way back down. The proud, fat cheeks gave a resounding clap as they struck his hips.

Waves of orgasmic euphoria crashed through the pony as the erect trio watched her mind succumb to their will, unable to resist their superiority.

Of course, she wasn’t given chance to rest though, not as the lucky zebra heaved her body back up and dropped her perfect ass back down onto him, and then lifted her up again, and let himself pry her cunt wide all over again. It took barely any time for the striped stallion to speed up, but by the time he had, Pinkie was following his movements fluidly, crying out like the most shameless whore in Equestria.

“AHN! THIS IS THE BEST PARTY EVER! ZEBRA COCK IS THE BEST!” She needed to invite zebras to the next party she planned, and the one after that, and the one after that. Meanwhile, she and the hung zebra below her worked together to keep her bubbly butt bouncing on him, shaking wildly and clapping madly for the three males ogling it.

The two others weren’t content with just watching those two have all the fun though.

As Pinkie moved onto her knees, working hard to satisfy the stud’s overwhelming meat as it numbed her mind, the pair of zebras looked at each other and had the same thought. Cocks out, they moved to the counter and let their asses press back against it. They stood on two legs, leaning back and presenting themselves.

And the pony slut got the message.

Gleefully, still bouncing, craving more, Pinkie wrapped her hooves around their cocks and began pumping. She jerked their huge, black horsecocks off and even used her mouth to suck on them, greedily slurping up their thick pre-cum. NGH! He feels SO GOOD inside me! And their smell… And their taste!

The hoofjobs wouldn’t nearly bring the virile zebras to their climaxes, but they’d satisfy them… For now.

And so, oblivious to the rocking bed upstairs, the four kept enjoying themselves. Two’s cocks were demanding more, but they would wait for their turn with their newest slut. One was currently living the life of his dreams, having some random slut work his cock masterfully, gripping down on him in a wonderful way. And the other? Pinkie Pie was in bliss.

All rationality was thrown away, the sex was just that good! Truly, nothing could nearly compare to zebra cock, and Pinkie could feel her mind melt for the striped studs as she kept bouncing.

“NGAAHH! CUM IN ME! GIVE ME ALL YOUR CREAMY FROSTING!” She couldn’t think, and could barely control her own body anymore. “FILL ME UP, STUD!”

He was just about to. Bucking up into her, his hooves were on her cheeks, and the euphoric feeling was powerfully building up in him. He grit his teeth, and right as he slammed her down fully, sheathing everything in her, his cock erupted and coated her insides with his eager spunk.

For the first time ever, Pinkie Pie was silent.

Blasts of thick, white goo were pumped into the pony’s womb as she smiled madly, holding onto the two cocks to keep herself from collapsing. Pinkie hadn’t the energy to keep sucking, but was more than happy here, feeling her belly bloat before cum rushed out of her hole and trickled its way down into the floorboards.

The mare was bred, and regretted nothing.

Meanwhile, the zebra beneath her was satiated for now, and was happy to lie back and bathe in the moment.

The others weren’t as patient. One was about to speak up and tell their latest slut she wasn’t done yet, but was interrupted before he could.

Creak.

Three striped heads turned to the stairs, watching two others descend them. The first was a mare looking ashamed, her teats dribbling milk occasionally down onto the floor, and the other was the fourth and final zebra of the group, looking very pleased with his catch. “What’s wrong? Jealous you haven’t got a fat-assed MILF all to yourselves?”

Mrs Cake’s head remained down, staring into the floor, but as she peered up at the scene in front of her, she couldn’t hold in her gasp. “P-Pinkie! What are you doing?!” It was more than likely that the pink pony seduced the stallions, but not guaranteed. D-Did they force themselves upon her? I-I-Is that what’s going to happen to me?!

Before she could think anymore, she was forced over to the counter. Pinkie Pie never responded. She had this dazed, far-off look in her eye as cum trickled out of her.

“Ah!” She was shoved by her ass onto the counter, and before Mrs Cake could do anything to stop it, her admirer had already mounted her, hot-dogging himself between her two bubbly buns. I-I’m going to be raped over my own counter, i-in my own shop, by s-some random stallions I’ve never even met before… Even if her husband arrived back home now, she wasn’t sure that’d save her.

The mare looked back to her side, eyeing Pinkie as her cheeks were used to get a zebra off. As it turned out, the pink pony was being bent over the counter too, but unlike her, she was eagerly awaiting the cock of the stranger grinding himself on her rump. “Finally! ‘Bout time I got a go with her.”

Meanwhile, the other zebra Pinkie Pie was jacking off moved around her to place his demanding cock on her face. “Open wide, slut!”

Gleefully, the mare obeyed. Her smiling mouth became an ‘o’ shape, and she allowed him entrance as he lined up his virile horsecock.

The final zebra of the four, the one who’d just blasted his foals into the slutty Pinkie, took his position too. He was a zebra, it wasn’t like he was finished after just one climax. So, he took the available position in front of Cup Cake’s face, towering over the mare with his hooves on the counter and his cum-covered schlong rubbing his seed into her face-fur. “Why don’t you be a good mare and follow her lead? She seems to be enjoying herself!”

The married pony turned to see Pinkie Pie, in a state of pure joy as a thick, black horsecock was plunged into her mouth, and another was pushed into her pre-used pussy. One zebra forced himself down her gullet, whilst the other used the cum already in her as a lube. Instantly they both started going to town on her, Pinkie moaning ecstatically around the thick meat ramming in and out of her face-hole.

Smiling at the display, the zebras leered down at their own prey, and on her ass, the stallion behind her was more than ready to begin. He lined himself up. “Ready to become a mother again?”

With the knowledge of how trapped she was, with the irritatingly arousing stink of zebra cum on her face, with the slow dripping of her teats’ milk onto the floor and the feeling of his tip pressed against her lower lips, Mrs Cake broke. “P-P-Please… Don’t…” Unfortunately for her, they were intent on breaking her in a whole other way.

Feeling up her fat cheeks with his hooves, the stallion much thicker than her husband let his meat pry open her pussy, and rammed himself deeper and deeper into his unwilling fucksleeve. “Ungh! How’s a MILF like you with a body like this so fuckin’ tight!”

But she wasn’t fuckin’ tight, he was fuckin’ big, and Cup Cake was feeling exactly how big he was as her pussy was stretched to limits it had never reached before. “GAH! H-Holy heck! St- NGH! Stop! ANGH!” Her husband couldn’t dream of doing this to her, because despite the pain of getting used to it, the plump mother was being overwhelmed with pleasure he was forcing onto her as he pushed even deeper in.

And it wasn’t nearly over. At her front, the zebra there had taken his dick off of her filthy face, and was now lining himself up too, prodding his fat tip against her lips. “The harder you make this, the worse it’s going to feel.”

He was getting rougher, and Cake knew how this would end. Trying and failing to ignore her cunt getting filled and what it was doing to her, she relented, and before he could barge his way into her mouth, she opened up and allowed him entrance.

“That’s more like it!” The stench of both his meat and the slimy cum on it had been infecting Cup Cake’s body, filling it with unwanted arousal, but she’d have given anything to go back to that. Now, he was stretching her lips wide open, and as he forced more and more of himself down her tight throat, the mare was made to taste his powerful spunk on her tongue.

“MMPH! MMM!” With the constant strong flavour of his acrid, masculine, cum-covered horsecock, and the feeling of another zebra behind her, stretching her marehood and filling her cunt with every girthy inch of himself, Mrs Cake could feel her body enjoying this, and embracing the new, virile and intoxicating breeding studs. The mare could feel herself getting pleasure out of this. H-How?! How are they so…

The zebra straining her throat as he thrust into it knew why his cock was so addicting, all the zebras did. Zebras are literally made for breeding fat-asses pony-sluts like her! Their entire big-dicked bodies are biological aphrodisiacs, and so as long as the mare isn’t a zebra, her mind WILL succumb to zebracock. “NGH! Don’t worry, fat-ass. Soon you’ll be begging for our foals!”

And though the mother didn’t want to admit it, especially not as a large flared tip pushed against her womb, but she could feel that resistance that she was clinging onto fading. The zebras were just too arousing! And Pinkie seemed to feel the same way if the loud clapping of muscular hips into her chubby cheeks were any indication.

So as Cup Cake was being spit-roasted over her counter, in the exact same position as her ever-enthusiastic employee, the zebras finally got to having their way with her. Even though she wasn’t a virgin, they found her tight, but even with her snug walls hugging them firmly, the stallions felt her grip loosening as they pulled back and shoved their meat back into her.

And from there, it only got faster. What was once long, heady pushes into her soon became thrusts, rapid and carefree as they began fully fucking her, and making those big blue asscheeks clap.

“Rgh! Fuck yes! You pony’s are fucking perfect cocksleeves!” His hips swung instinctively and strongly into his latest mate, and the room was filled with the sounds of asses clapping, mares gagging, and four equines moaning as pleasure flooded through them.

Cake was struggling to cope as she felt her sanity slipping and longing for the pleasure the zebras happily forced on her, but Pinkie…

Pinkie was having the time of her life.

Not that she bragged about it often, but she was extra ‘friendly’ with most of the few stallions there were around Ponyville, and always accepted every chance she got for a one-on-one ‘party’. But having Big Mac or Caramel or some other random stallion fuck her from behind was nothing compared toTHIS!

With every mighty pound into her colossal rear, she could feel her whole body cry out in elation at his massive horsecock crashing into her womb. Her huge ass shook wildly, and again and again, at a frantic pace, her entire body was lurched forward as his balls smacked her fat teats.

And then there was the one in her mouth. They say you learn something new everyday, and today, Pinkie was learning how much she LOVED choking on zebra cock. She tried sucking on the fantastic phallus and getting her newest frisky friend off, but his hungry thrusts made that difficult, as well as the taste. Pinkie Pie couldn’t focus on… well… anything, not when she got to have a taste of the sweaty zebra meat that drove her crazy. It tasted better than the tastiest of cakes ever made, and that was saying something.

“MMM! MPH! MM-MMM!” Fuck planning parties, where all they did was eat cake and dance. This was the kind of party she wanted to plan. The striped kind. Where presumably she got as much zebra cock as she could.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

All four indulgent zebras went at full speed. No mercy was given to the mares as their bodies were used and abused.

Endlessly, with rapid yet consistently brutal pounds, the mares’ throats and cunts were demolished by the zebras, who felt their orgasms rising. They couldn’t wait to pump more mares full of their seed. Meanwhile, overwhelmed with arousal and unable to think about anything but zebracock, Cake and Pie had already cum an uncountable amount of times. How could they not with four studs putting their all into breeding them here and now?

As the zebras prepared to flood the ponies’ foal-factories and claim them as zebra property, Pinkie was long-lost. It didn’t take much to break the pudgy party-planner, and now she would serve as a faithful mother and servant to the ever-growing Zebrican empire.

The mother however, was putting up more of a fight. Still, somehow, a glimmer of resistance dwindled within her, but soon it would vanish, the zebras would make sure of it.

Whether or not she wanted their foals though, she was getting them, and nothing she could do would stop that.

“Fuck! I’m… getting close! Ready to be made a broodmare yet?” The stallion soon to impregnate the married mare was getting close, along with both of Pinkie’s newest ‘friends’. Like jackhammers, they kept mashing in and out of the mare’s cunts. Their rumps were bouncing wildly, sore and red from their nonstop pounding, but after what must have been hours of the four zebras making the ponies theirs, finally, three of them smashed their hips into the mares one last time, and let themselves unload their balls’ contents into them. “Guhhhhhhh!”

The one lucky enough to be the first to fill Pinkie’s womb full didn’t cum with the others. He knew he could’ve, but with the resistant throat-fuck he’d gotten out of the MILF, he’d rather save his next load for another of her holes later. The others didn’t seem to care though.

One zebra used his superior strength to hold Pinkie’s head down on his massive cock, keeping her in place fully impaled on him as he deposited his fat loads directly into her stomach. The other two however, were pressing their hips roughly against the ponies, squishing their squishy asses as they kept themselves buried deep within the mares’ cunts. Pinkie Pie had already been knocked up, but her womb being full didn’t stop her from feeling another zebra fill her up, and it didn’t stop her from having another incredibly intense orgasm wrack her body. “MMMMMMMM!” YES! Fill me up! Zebra cock is the best! Put all your foals in my belly! I want this party to never end!

Beside her, getting her own womb pumped full of zebra seed and striped foals put in her belly, Mrs Cake was also cumming, experiencing the most euphoric feeling she’s ever felt crashing through her body. As she unwantingly sprayed her juices in a powerful climax, the mother felt as so many loads of thick, white and very fertile spunk were forced into her womb, and filled it to the brim before it came gushing out of her and messily landing on her shop floor.

There was no way she wasn’t pregnant after that.

The four zebras stopped. For minutes, all of them held in place, and their balls clenched as they kept unloading their cum into their helpless fuckholes. They grunted, moaned and occasionally thrust again into their mare, but after a while, it came to an end, and they pulled themselves out of the cum-filled earth ponies.

The group of studs were all still on their hind legs, and when their softening cocks were slipped out of the hot confines of their newest sluts, they rested them either on the crack of their asscheeks or on their exhausted faces. They rubbed their pungent cum into their fur whilst their hips slowly pushed back and forth.

“You two enjoy yourselves?” He certainly did. It wasn’t every day he got to stick his foals in some fat-assed pony MILF.

Cum drooled out of the mares as they recovered from their first zebra ‘party’, but despite the power of the orgasms they experienced, one of them had little trouble speaking at all. “Yes! That was supertastic! Let’s go again! Put more zebra foals in me! I wanna be a zebra broodmare!” Pinkie stuck her rear out more, and in an attempt to coax the stallion behind into round 3, she bounced his meat up and down on her bouncy booty.

And they chuckled at her enthusiasm; she truly was a perfect slut! But their attention was soon drawn to the mare staring into space, mumbling to herself deliriously as a stinking zebracock was ground against her face. “Well? What about you then, fat-ass? You ready to be a mother again?”

She didn’t answer them. Mrs Cake was lost in a world of her own, one filled with stripes, dicks and a whole lot of indecision. ”Mmm… But Pound Cake… a-and Pumpkin… Zebras…”

They knew what was happening: it would take a little more than some foreplay and a rough fucking to break this one.

Oh well, they knew how that would end, so instead their attention shifted to the one zebra who’d blown his load in Pinkie Pie first, noticing how he was still rock-hard. “You really wanna wait to take care of that? If you wanna bust a load in this bitch’s mouth we could wait.”

“Nah. Let’s get ‘em striped first. I call dibs on sloppy seconds with the MILF though.” He couldn’t wait to see the faithful mother and wife break.

“Eh, fine.” They’d honour the wish, but now was time to get these two to the tent. They were their property now, and it was time to make sure everypony knew that. “Now how about we go and get you two striped? Make you official free-use, zebra-loving cocksleeves?”

As they dismantled the mares and left them over the counter, broken and pregnant with their brood, surprisingly, Pinkie soon bounced up to join them, struggling to stand on her wobbly legs.

“Woah, careful.” One zebra handily caught her, and pulled her against his muscly chest to keep her upright. “We don’t want the future mother to zebra foals getting hurt now, do we?” Before she could answer, he shoved his muzzle against hers, and jammed their tongues together. And while Pinkie was a little surprised as the suddenness of it, she gleefully returned the gesture, and sloppily made out with him as cum dripped down onto the floor.

“What about her then?” A zebra who wasn’t shoving his tongue down a recently-used throat gestured to the panting body of Cup Cake.

“We’ll just carry her. And if she makes things difficult at the tent then we’ll just have another go with her there.”

“Here’s to hoping she makes it difficult then.”

“Agreed.”

They’d return for the foals upstairs another time, but for now, they had a mother to break. And no matter how many times they had to fill her womb to do it, they knew they would.

All mares would fall to zebra cock, it was inevitable.

Back at the Crystal Castle, a dilemma was being had.

As Spike paced back and forth across a crystal room, he was lost in his head, and couldn’t make his mind up.

Should he go outside?

Twilight told him to stay in the castle, but at the same time, if the zebras really were out there, wreaking havoc, should he really just sit back and let it happen?

Twilight had seemed panicked, so they must be of some danger, but that’d mean that the zebras were out there hurting ponies.

Hurting Rarity.

He couldn’t let that happen. Even if he had to use his fire to protect himself and his friends, he’d do it!

So full of fire and his draconic determination, Spike marched to the door and made his way to the castle’s entrance. He didn’t know what he’d find out there, but he was going to protect his friends!

Surely this would go exactly as planned.

Author's Note

Haha! I bet you all thought I’d forgotten about this fic, huh? Well guess what? I had! Hahahahahaha!

Seriously though, I remember working on this chapter in August of last year, and now here we are!

Also, because I want to write a bunch about mares submitting to the might of zebra cock, there might be some chapters at some point with little or no plot in them. Maybe, I don’t know yet.

And finally, I’ve changed the first chapter/prologue again. You don’t need to go back and read it, but just know that Zecora is a traitor to the zebra kingdom. I replaced her as Domina’s broodmare with Zynthi, an OC I made up off the top of my head, but I did it in the hopes that we’ll be seeing Zecora (a traitorous former zebra spy who defected) again.

Part 1: Canter-plot

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!

Part 1: Making Some Striped Siblings

Somehow, lying on her bed in her room of the Crystal Castle, Starlight was utterly oblivious to what was going on outside.

Left, right and centre, mares were being bred out there. Down their throats, in their wombs, up their asses, everywhere zebras were cumming in them and fucking them silly until they couldn’t think about anything else but fat zebra cock.

But in here, away from it all, Starlight was reading a book.

Its title was ‘Zebrican Traditions’, and it was written by some stallion explorer she’d never heard of who apparently had travelled to distant lands to see them. It was the same book that she’d gotten off of Twilight shortly after they’d arrived, and as she read it, it certainly got very… ‘educational’. When she’d checked some of it out with her mentor earlier, it had certainly put a blush on her cheeks, but now, reading this in the privacy of her own bedroom…

Starlight’s hoof had slipped between her thighs on more than one occasion.

But it wasn’t her fault! The more she read this book, she more she learnt, and even if so much of it was just shameless filth, lewd kinks and hot zebra-on-zebra porn, she was surprisingly starting to understand a good bit about the intriguing striped equines. For example, she was getting to learn all about how sexually frustrated they were as a species, and what separated them from ponies, because whilst she was trying to figure out some clue as to why the zebras were being so cryptic about their intentions back when they’d first arrived, she was still interested in learning what she could about them.

Of course, all of this research would be pointless if she took one step outside and saw some of Ponyville’s residents getting plowed until their brains turned to mush. But how was she to know about that?

Finishing up the chapter she was on, one about the struggles of the zebra sex gap and throughout history stallions not having enough mares to go around, Starlight flipped the page to the next chapter and got to reading. ’Interspecies Mating.’

…Huh. It seemed odd that they’d have a whole chapter on that in the zebra-focused book, but she wouldn’t judge it until she’d read it.

’Throughout Zebrican history, there have been many attempts to satiate the needs of the zebras, and nothing has yet succeeded, but that doesn’t mean they haven’t tried alternative ways to fulfil their libidinous demands.
Among all their many lewd traditions for mating with their own kin, zebra stallions are known for two things throughout: their hung, virile, studly bodies primed for breeding, and their dominance over their mates as they fuck them into submission, but on getting desperate, many zebras have tried looking outside of their species to find a broodmare, and have put these two aspects of themselves to the test on other creatures.
Alpacas, camels, mules, cows, deer, sheep, Saddle Arabian and Whinnydian ponies, and even a few cheetahs and lions. At least a couple of all these species have been taken as slaves of zebras at some point, the striped equines forcing themselves upon them, using their bodies for sexual pleasure, and fucking them into sexual submission until they ‘break’ their minds and keep them as slaves.
This isn’t a very common practice, but Zebricans have been known to not be above such things as slavery, and their zebracocks have been famously known to ‘break’ the minds of any who aren’t fellow zebras.
Even if it isn’t common though, it is still certainly dangerous, and among a species known for their unending lust, could be a major threat for any unsuspecting victims, either individually or larger-scale than that.’

It kept going, talking about an old zebra tale of how they’d once - centuries in the past - kidnapped a famously loyal Alpacan soldier, and had her pledging allegiance to their kingdom after only three rounds with their zebracocks, but Starlight wasn’t reading the book anymore.

Wait. So zebras have arrived in Equestria… Her mind was putting some pieces together, and she wasn’t liking the conclusions she was coming to. A species of predominantly stallions, powerful ones with a severe shortage of mares, are in desperate need of their lusts being satiated, and are willing to take slaves, have come to Equestria…

Starlight thought back on when the zebras had first arrived at Ponyville earlier today. ”We as a species are sure that you will learn to embrace our ways and your new roles in life with time.”

“HOLY SHIT!”

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

It was just a theory, and an unlikely one at that, but Starlight wanted to take as few chances as possible with these zebras.

She’d rushed out of bed, and after cleaning up her… mess, she’d instantly teleported right here, and was banging incessantly on the locked wagon door in hopes it would open up.

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

“Trixie! Open the door! This is important!” She kept wailing on the door, calling to the mare inside and refusing to stop knocking until she answered. And soon, Starlight heard some shuffling inside, and upon waiting patiently heard some grumbling too.

She didn’t hear words clearly though until the door opened, and a groggy Trixie stared back at her with a frown across her muzzle. “Starlight, have you perhaps considered that when Trixie ignores the knocking on the door, it is because she doesn’t want to answer it?” Her hair was a mess, and she looked like she’d just woken up. “You woke Trixie up!”

Confused, Starlight looked up at the sun. “Trix’, it’s not been long since lunch.”

“Yes, well…” A small blush appeared on the mare’s blue cheeks. “Well a mare like the Great and Powerful Trixie needs plenty of beauty sleep! Now Starlight, what was so important that you interrupted her nap?”

“Huh?” Shaking her head, Starlight got back on track. “Oh yeah! Trixie, you need to head to the castle now. It’s a long story but zebras are here and you need to get to safety and I’m about to go rounding ponies up and…”

Of all the habits she could have picked up off Twilight, it had the be the nervous rambling. Fortunately though, Starlight noticed she was doing it, and cut to the chase.

“Just head to the castle, Trixie. If you see any zebras, run or use your magic or… I dunno! Just be careful!”

Before Trixie could say another word to make sense of anything she’d said, Starlight ran off in the direction of Ponyville nearby. The magician put her hoof up to stop her friend, but she was gone long before she could do anything to stop her. What did she say? Avoid zebras?

If Starlight said so, she would… That didn’t mean she wasn’t annoyed though.

Eh, fine then. Trixie can just nap in the castle then. With her hat and cape floating over and onto her, the mare left her wagon to head to the Crystal Castle, avoiding zebras at all costs for whatever reason.

Meanwhile, Starlight sprinted at full speed into Ponyville.

Really, she hoped she was wrong about this hunch she had. She hoped that the zebras hadn’t come here to take them all as slaves to satisfy their filthy desires, but the evidence all added up too well. At least maybe she could get the village’s ponies to safety, just in case.

When she arrived in Ponyville however, it became immediately apparent that there was a glaring flaw in her plan.

“ANGH! YES! I LOVE IT!” “KEEP FUCKING ME! I NEED MORE ZEBRACOCK!” “I DON’T NEED MY HUSBAND ANYMORE! GIVE ME YOUR FOALS!” “BREED ME! I WANNA BE A ZEBRA BROODMARE!”

She heard it before she saw it, mares crying out for the zebras, but only on reaching the village did Starlight spot what was happening.

In the dirt streets, at least a dozen pony mares were each being fucked by zebras in full view of everypony daring to watch. Some were covered in stripes and the same golden jewellery that adorned the zebras, but others weren’t, and were clearly getting their minds broken as they were roughly bred by their newest visitors.

I’m too late… Starlight was frozen in place, and couldn’t look away from the debauchery around her.

Off to the side, she saw a mare she knew well, Mrs Cake, atop a zebra lying back as she bounced her stripe-covered ass up and down on his zebracock. “AH! YES! I LOVE ZEBRACOCK! I DON’T NEED MY PATHETIC, TINY-DICKED HUSBAND ANYMORE! I NEED ZEBRA FOALS! GIVE MY POUND AND PUMPKIN SOME SIBLINGS!” She probably would have kept going, but the stallion she was on top of cut her off by wrapping his hoof around her neck and yanking her head down, smashing his lips to hers and jamming his tongue in her mouth for a sloppy kiss. With the same amount of ferocity, Cup Cake returned the gesture, and kept bouncing her booty up and down on him as they messily and passionately made out.

…H-Holy shit. So that’s what a broken mare looked like.

Starlight took a shocked step back away from the carnal display. Reading about the zebras doing this kind of thing was one thing, but seeing it for herself was something else entirely.

She was just about to give up, turn around and go back to the castle, when she heard more screams coming from an alleyway, these ones different to the others. “N-No wait! Please! I don’t wanna be a mom! Stop!”

Without hesitation, Starlight rushed to the alley, her horn at the ready. She didn’t think she was particularly the heroic type, not like Twilight or any of the rest of the Mane 6, but if a mare was in need, she’d help her.

Rushing in, Glimmer immediately spotted the mare, another she recognised. She was a nurse, Nurse Redheart or something like that. Whatever her name was, her front was on the floor, and a zebra was holding it down as he lined his giant cock up at her mouth, another zebra mounting the mare. “Pfft! Please. This fat ass of yours was made to be mated, pony-slut!”

His gigantic tip pressed against her marehood, and just as he was about to push himself in-

BVVVVT!

A powerful blast of blue shot from the unicorn’s horn, and before the zebra could react, it hit his chest, sending him flying back and off of the pony.

The other zebra holding her down snapped his head to Starlight, and she prepared herself as he looked ready to pounce on her, but instead of charging aimlessly, he seemed to assess the situation, and slowly and cautiously released the mare before backing to where his downed friend was. “This bitch seems powerful. You got a ring on you?”

Grunting as he got up, and watching as Redheart got up and ran over to Starlight, his fellow zebra didn’t look happy. “No.”

The stallions wanted these two sexy mares more than anything, but even with their hard cocks throbbing out in the open telling them what to do, they knew they wouldn’t win this fight, not without a dispersion ring to tame their sexy assailant.

As they stood side-by-side, seemingly in a stand-off with the annoyingly powerful unicorn, they backed off out the other side of the alley. They could claim that pony-slut another time, but zebras didn’t understand the extent of unicorn magic yet, and considering how much more powerful this one seemed to be compared to others, they didn’t want to risk their days of breeding coming to an end.

So the pair left, intending to look for other mares to claim as their own and come back for these particularly gorgeous ones.

When they’d gone, Starlight turned to the mare she’d saved just in time. “Head to Twilight’s castle and tell as many ponies as you can to do the same. I’ll be there soon but other ponies might be in trouble too.”

“O-Okay then.” It seemed like Redheart wanted to say more, but chose not to, and sprinted at full speed off in the direction of the castle, not needing to be told to keep her distance from zebras.

Okay, she’s safe… One pony down, and a villageful left to go…

Starlight had no idea how many ponies there were left to save, she had no idea what kind of lewd things she was going to see around the village, and she knew she had to head back to the castle soon to protect those taking shelter there, but she threw all those thoughts aside for now.

Until then, she’d just do what she could, and would have to hope Twilight has a plan for her when she sees her next.

Meanwhile, miles and miles away from Ponyville and away from the struggles of Starlight, back in the capital city of Canterlot, the mood was much more pleasant in the living room of the Twilight residence.

Unlike the village, with mares running at full speed to try and escape their new lives as sex slaves, these three mares were having a lovely time, each sat around the room with their fat plots squishing on the sofas.

Ssssssip! Each had their own cups of tea in hoof, and politely, Twilight Velvet, Windy Whistles and Posey Shy were sipping at their drinks, enjoying them in each other’s company. “Mmm. It really has been too long since we last got together, girls.”

At Posey’s words, the other two hummed in agreement.

They’d gotten to know each other through their daughters, and had become fast friends once introduced. So on sunny days like these, they took the opportunity to invite the others over, and they talked and gossiped and went on about how they’d never end up getting grandchildren from their fillies over cups of tea.

And that’s exactly what they’d been doing this time.

Many cups had been emptied, and Twilight had even made lunch for the three of them, but by now, with the visit dragging on later into the afternoon, the trio were running out of conversation topics, and at this point probably knew each other’s daughters better than they knew themselves.

Windy didn’t want today to end so early though! She hadn’t had this much fun since their last get-together, and she knew it was only a matter of time before Posey Shy decided to head for the train back home.

In the comfortable silence, Windy racked her brain for ideas, and fortunately for her, one subject came to mind, one that they definitely hadn’t talked about yet and was sure to spark up conversation between them. “So, have either of you two noticed all those hot, young zebra studs out there? I know I have!”

Shocked, the other mares’ heads snapped to her, Mrs Whistles taking another sip of her tea with a sly smirk on her face. “Windy! You’re married!” Velvet spoke up, but Posey’s expression was showing her own surprise at the comment.

The pegasus’s next words didn’t calm their surprise though. “Just ‘cause I’m married doesn’t mean I can’t appreciate an impressive stallion when I see one, and those colts out there looked very impressive!”

As Velvet’s jaw was dropped, Mrs Shy chirped in unhelpfully. “…I know what you mean. I saw some too on my way over and they certainly were very… ‘big’.”

“I know!” Windy’s head turned to Velvet, trying to bring her into the conversation she didn’t want to be a part of. “Vel’, you should’ve seen the size of the balls hanging off the back of these stallions. They were huge!”

Now they were all grown adults here, and Twilight Velvet wasn’t going to go blushing like some embarrassed schoolfilly, but still, the shamelessness of her friend caught her off guard. “You can’t just go ogling random zebras, Windy! What if they were tourists and this was their first time visiting Equestria or something?”

“Tourists?” Oh yeah, she hasn’t gone outside today, she hasn’t seem them all. “Velvet, honey, there’s tons of zebras out there, each as ‘gifted’ as the last, and even though some did catch me peeping, all of them returned the favour.” The fact clearly emboldened Mrs Whistles, who tried proudly wiggling her plump tush even though she was sat down. “I guess I’ve still got it, even in my old age.”

Again, the modest Posey Shy spoke up politely. “I noticed they were ogling me a lot too, and it did feel nice, knowing I can still attract stallions like I used to as a filly. Some even looked like they wanted to approach me, but they all seemed to be too busy taking mares somewhere to do it.”

“I noticed that too…”

Despite the weirdness of the new conversation topic, Velvet smiled as she continued drinking her cup. Even if they were discussing their city’s newest visitors’ ball-size, and even if she wasn’t participating the most in this specific conversation, she was still having a good time with her friends, and was really glad that they could have these moments togeth-

“AHHN!”

The sudden cry silenced the three MILFs. Velvet stopped what she was doing mid-sip, and the other two’s conversation was cut off, them discussing why every mare the zebras were with looked six months pregnant.

In sync, all their heads turned to the window outside, and they sat in a curious silence wondering if they’d really heard that or not.

And they had.

“NGAH! FUCK! AHN!”

The moaning continued, and all equally confused, the mares each put down their respective cups of tea, getting up of their plots to plod over to the window. And side-by-side, they looked out onto the street together.

Most seemed to be normal, but their attention was drawn to what wasn’t. Across from Twilight Velvet’s house was a café, and though that wasn’t too out of the ordinary, what wasn’t normal was the zebra with a mare bent over one of the outside tables, fucking her happily without a care for the growing number of eyes on him and his newest mate.

Unblinkingly, the moms stared at the scene, Twilight struggling to get a sentence out. “I- Wh-Why are- What are they- W-What?!” As they watched on, the pair just kept going at it: the zebra, without thought, kept making powerful thrusts in and out of the mare repeatedly, and she, at the top of her lungs, kept howling for all of Canterlot to hear, pained moans turning into ones about how incredible zebracock is. “S-Surely Celestia or Luna are going to send a police officer or a royal guard or somepony to separate them. Right?”

She turned to her friends, and Posey spoke up, still staring through the window. “…I don’t know. I heard rumours on the way here about Celestia and Luna getting roughly pounded and fucked into submission by the zebras…” Windy and Velvet’s heads turned to her, a blush consuming Posey’s face as she realised the crass language that she’d just said. “O-Or I probably misheard it or something…”

“Maybe…” Windy responded, resting her head on her hooves as her knees sat on the windowsill. “I am a little jealous of the mare though...”

“Windy!” In an impressively quiet yell of surprise, Posey’s head turned to her married friend, Velvet’s doing the same. “What about Bow?”

Keeping every bit of her usual bubbliness, Mrs Whistles turned to look back at her concerned friends. “Oh, you know how stallions get with age. Don’t tell me Gentle Breeze still gives it to you like he did in his prime.”

That one made Posey pause, and she had to avoid eye-contact as she mumbled out her answer. “…He is a lot less active than he used to be…”

As moans filled the silence that settled on the trio, an idea slowly began emerging in Mrs Whistles’s mind, a sly smirk building on her muzzle. “Y’know, if we asked nicely, I’m sure some of them wouldn’t mind being invited inside…”

Another moment passed in silence. The other two had to process the question, but when they had, Twilight Velvet was the first to make her opinion known. “WHAT?! Are you suggesting what I think you’re suggesting, Windy?”

Of course she was, but the last time she and Bow had done it was… Well, she couldn’t even remember. She was a mare, and she had needs, and if seducing a virile zebra stallion was all it took to get herself off after so long, then there was no harm in it. “What? Are you saying that you and Night Light are still going at it like when you said Shining was conceived?”

“Well…” They weren’t. In all honesty, they really weren’t. “Th-That doesn’t matter! He’s still my husband, I still love him, and we’re still in a very happy relationship!” Velvet noticed that Posey Shy hadn’t said anything yet, and hadn’t voiced her own disapproval at the notion of cheating . “Posey! Are you really willing to cheat on Gentle just for a romp with some random zebra?”

Again, Mrs Shy avoided all eye-contact, but was at least able to keep her voice above a murmur. “…It has been a really long time, Twilight, and I am really pent-up…” Velvet thought she was finished and went to speak heatedly again, but then Posey kept going. “Out there, with all those zebras ogling me shamelessly… Gentle hasn’t made me feel that attractive in years…”

Velvet was gobsmacked that it was two against one, and didn’t know what to say as Windy spoke up again, putting a hoof on Posey’s shoulder.

“They don’t need to know about it, and it’ll just be a one-time thing. C’mon Velvet, it’s gonna be so much fun! You should’ve seen the zebras earlier!”

Across from her, the two mares started chatting, getting themselves excited for their plan, but Velvet still wasn’t convinced. Even if he’d never have to know about it and even if she’s also pretty pent-up after all this time, she still couldn’t bring herself to cheat on Night Light. Maybe she could try something with him later tonight when he comes back from work…

But before Twilight Velvet could think on it any more, a shout from Windy snapped her out of her thoughts. “Ooh! I see some zebras about to pass by now! You think you can still seduce a stallion, Posey?”

She chuckled at the question meekly. “I sure hope so.”

They began trotting to the door, but Windy stopped at Velvet, putting her hoof on her shoulder and speaking reassuringly. “C’mon, Velvet, give it a go. You deserve this, hun.” Still not fully convinced, the unicorn mare still followed them to the door, where Windy reached for the handle as she smirked at Posey Shy. “You thinking what I’m thinking?” She wiggled her bouncy butt now that it could actually bounce, gesturing back to it.

And Posey just nodded, a giddy smile on her face. “Ooh, I can’t wait! I feel like a schoolfilly again!”

Mrs Whistles offered one last inviting look back to Twilight, and then, she opened the door…

The zebras were lucky. A nation being forever filled with virility and lust now being offered as many pony fuckholes and sex slaves as they could possibly want. It wasn’t hard to see just how lucky they’d been finding Equestria.

However, even with all zebras being lucky, some were luckier than others when it came to which ponies they found, mated, and got to keep as their own.

These two were especially lucky.

They’d had an eventful day so far, having the time of their lives fucking every pony-slut they even nearly wanted to, and after cumming and impregnating their favourites with their brood, they even got to keep them, and now had multiple slaves to their names for them to do whatever they wanted with, whenever they wanted to.

Never in all their lives had they felt this satiated, and it was more than enough to make them pledge their eternal allegiance to Queen Domina.

Somehow though, even after their long day of nonstop fucking and enslaving, they were about to get even luckier, and didn’t even know.

Strolling down the sidewalk, the two zebras were - like every zebra - looking for more fat-assed mares to add to their herds. They didn’t know who they’d find just wandering about the city, but were feeling hopeful after all the breedable mares they’d already found this way.

Across the street from where they were approaching, a zebra they knew was claiming his own mare as he shamelessly fucked her over an outside table. He was amassing an audience of hilariously stunned ponies as he bred her, and as they reached the opposite side of the road from him, they were tempted to stop and watch too.

But before the two stripy stallions could get to enjoying the show, a door opened behind them, and upon turning, they saw two of the hottest mares they’d ever seen in the doorway looking right back at them.

“Ooh, I can’t wait! I feel like a schoolfilly again!”

Mrs Whistles offered one last inviting look back to Twilight, and then, she opened the door…

There before them, having turned to see them, two big, handsome and muscular zebras stood, with Windy and Posey entirely oblivious to everything they’d done today. They knew nothing of the rape and the enslavement, but how could they? So of course, they stuck to their plan of seduction, and with how both zebras were already eyeing them up lustily, it emboldened them as Windy naturally took the lead.

“Hey there, studs. Would you two strong, young stallions mind lending us a hoof?” In the most cliché desperate, lonely mare voice she could make, Windy drawled on, stepping forward provocatively and giving them half-lidded eyes. Beside her, Posey tried doing the same, failing miserably as the sight across the street kept distracting her. “You see, us three mares are all alone without our husbands home, and we sure could use some… company.”

They’d been interested the moment they’d seen her and Posey Shy, and she knew if she’d just asked the zebras to plough them, they definitely would have obliged. But now, she could see eagerness written all over them, and saw their faces turn even more wanting at her words.

Windy, you’ve still got it! Now to seal the deal… Looking over to Posey, their giddy eyes met, and they silently agreed on what came next. The pair spun in the doorway, and without shame, they stuck their rears out, letting the zebras take in the sights of their cheeks before continuing. “We promise to reward you handsomely for your… efforts.” In sync, both tails lifted, and the mares presented themselves to the zebras, showing off their ponuts, pussies and dangling teats for their eyes to hungrily eat up.

Windy was looking back over her shoulder at them, a seductive, enticing look all over her face. And Posey was doing the same, only, unlike her more confident friend, her face was blushing madly, and she couldn’t meet the eyes of the two zebra studs. But nonetheless, she was presenting her privates to them too, and offered up her body for their viewing pleasure.

Meanwhile, in the back, Velvet was wondering many things: Are they really going to do this?, Will this work?, Will the zebras even be interested? Her curiosity wouldn’t let her wait to find out.

Over the rumps of her friends, Twilight Velvet craned her head to see the two supposed hunks, and upon spying them, yes, they seemed very interested. But then, instantly, one zebra’s eyes snapped to her, and before she yanked her head back to hide behind her friends again, she saw his eyes narrow and his grin grow even more lecherous, like a predator locking onto his prey.

“So whaddya say, studs? Wanna show these mares a good time?” With Velvet out of sight again, both zebras’ eyes were on Windy as she shook her ass for them, and how could they deny an offer like that?

“We won’t disappoint.” The striped duo could’ve broken out into laughter here on the street. These mares were literally offering themselves up to zebracock! The dumb MILF sluts were sealing their own fates, and all they had to do was accept their corny invitation that bordered on begging! This is too easy! These cheating whores don’t even know what they’re getting into!

“You better not!” With another sexy wiggle of her fat flank, the blue pegasus MILF trotted back inside, the yellow one following her.

But before the zebras trotted on in after them and chased those fuckable asses of theirs, one leant over to the other, speaking in his ear as both kept their eyes on the mares’ retreating figures. “You can have the other two, I call dibs on that grey bitch in the back.”

“Deal!” It was already hard keeping themselves contained with all the eye candy they’d gotten, but refusing to reveal their members just yet, the zebra duo walked forward, letting themselves into the family home before shutting the door behind them.

As the five equines stood together, two standing above the rest, the particularly infatuated zebra wasted no time in striding on over to the hot unicorn MILF, his eyes roaming her plump body as he made himself known. “So you gorgeous mares wanted us to show you a good time, right?”

“I… Uh… W-Well…” The other zebra moved to his own mares, and expectantly, all three of them looked at Twilight, wanting her and the zebra to get it on. B-But Night Light… No! I’m not betraying his trust! He’s my husband, I love him, and I’d never do that to him!

Dead-set on blue-balling the zebra, she saw Windy and Posey again out of the corner of her eyes. They did truly have good intentions, and she didn’t want to disappoint them, but she wouldn’t be pressured into cheating.

Maybe I don’t have to though… Deviously, the mare conjured up a small plan, one that would give both her and her friends what they wanted.

And then she acted on it.

Velvet’s face turned from panicked to seductive in an instant, and sensually looking up at the zebra, she put on her best sultry voice as her hoof came up and caressed his ripped chest. “Y’know, if you want me to show you a good time, why don’t we get a little privacy? My bedroom’s upstairs, we could do whatever we want up there…”

Smirking down on her with a hint of maliciousness in his lewd grin, the zebra saw through the act easily, but apparently her friends didn’t.

“Woo! Go Velvet!”

“Yay!”

Holding her gaze, Velvet’s zebra stayed quiet a moment longer, just smiling down at her domineeringly until his lustful voice broke the silence. “Take me there.”

Playing the seductress and holding his wanting gaze, Velvet guided the zebra to the stairs, and with her friends failing to hide their giddy happiness for her, she took him upstairs, guiding the way to her bedroom as she left the trio of horny equines downstairs.

“So…” Speaking up, Windy, putting back on her own look of seduction, turned to her zebra and spoke breathily. “Now that they’re going to go have their fun, how about we show you that good time we promised, stud?”

Upstairs, Velvet had indeed whisked him away straight to her bedroom, knowing his eyes were locked hungrily onto her fat rump that jiggled with every step.

But as excited as he was, Velvet was going to have to disappoint him…

Leading him into her room, his mare saw him waste no time before shutting the door behind them and stepping towards her wantingly. Impatient, hungry lust was written all over his grinning face, and on seeing this, she knew she had to come clean. Now.

Turning around so that she was facing him fully, Velvet began. “A-Alright, so, here’s the thing: I… don’t want to have sex with you… Don’t take it personally! You’re still a young, dashing stallion that I’m honoured would even be interested in me at my age, but I-“

His face had remained as cockily wanting as when he’d entered, like he knew something she didn’t, but what cut her off was when he began moving towards her demandingly, pushing the retreating mare back until her flank hit her bed.

Even with him clearly ignoring her though, she continued, rambling nervously. “B-B-But I don’t want to cheat on my husband, y’know? I love him. A-And we don’t have to do this, we’re both grown ponies who can make our own decisions instead of acting on-“

Cutting her off, his hoof moved up to her chin, lifting it up so he could get a good look at her nervous face. She really was gorgeous. She’d be the jewel of his herd, his favourite cumslut. But he had to claim her first.

Before she could pull away from him, the zebra’s hoof moved swiftly behind Velvet’s head, and he got a firm grip on it before he jumped up and used his strong legs to force her down, making her legs collapse under her as he shoved her to the floor. One hoof was on her head and the other was on her back, keeping her down there. “Agh! Get off of me! Wh-What’re you-?!” She was being held under him, and her confusion was growing, but before she struggle to escape any more, she saw it.

After keeping it in for so long, the zebra had finally let his hard, horny zebracock slip out of him, and it pushed its way forcefully out of his sheath until he let it get fully erect, and its tip was pressed against Velvet’s snout.

What the fuck?! Th-That’s his… I-It’s massive! How is it so…?! Trying to ignore its stench, the one that riled her body up more than her husband’s musk ever had, Velvet couldn’t move herself away from the rock-hard goliath, and couldn’t do anything down here besides stare at it, watching as the huge, veiny zebracock throbbed for her.

She knew what he wanted her to do, but didn’t want to do it, and him starting to push his hung, hot member into her face wasn’t convincing her.

“S-Stop it!” She could feel the sweaty meat rubbing against her fur as she resisted, and knew it’d take ages to wash out his potent musk that infuriatingly her body quite enjoyed. “Get off me! I-I told you no! D-Don’t think you can make me- MPH!” Her opening her mouth again was just the opportunity he’d been looking for. With her not shutting up, it was foal’s play to angle her head, and with one firm ram, he was easily able to shove himself into her mouth, her unable to get it out now that it was in. “Mph! Mm-mmm! Mmmph!”

And from there, he began humping her head, Velvet helpless as he started fucking her face.

“So… Now that they’re going to go have their fun, how about we show you that good time we promised, stud?”

Windy was horny, Posey was horny, and the zebra was very horny. He couldn’t wait to fuck these two MILFs senseless, and hilariously, they couldn’t wait for the same thing.

So, with Mrs Shy letting Windy take the lead as usual, the blue mare placed a hoof on the zebra’s muscular chest and gently pushed him back into the living room. Ushering him onto a sofa, the mothers let him sit back whilst they did all the work, and together, they lowered themselves until they were sat on the floor in front of him, looking down between his spread legs lustfully and expectantly.

All that was there currently was his giant sheath and his gloriously huge balls dangling between his thighs, and seeing the mares wanted it, the zebra thought it was about time to reveal his zebra meat. Watching their adorable faces waiting in anticipation, he released the pressure of keeping his cock forcefully sheathed, and enjoyed their reactions as his member made itself known.

Slowly, the mothers watched the zebra’s soft cock slip out of his sheath and flop onto the sofa before them. It was already quite impressive, having more girth than a pony stallion’s length and much more length if the extending member was anything to go off of, but the best was yet to come. With his entire member out in the open and unsheathed, it began hardening, and quickly grew to ridiculous size before the mares’ eyes. They went from looking down at it dangling to staring up at it throbbing, the veiny zebra meat towering over them, far bigger than the biggest horsecock in Equestria and pulsating wantingly for them.

“Impressed?” He grinned proudly at their dropped jaws and their eyes locked on his rock-hard zebracock. Poor sluts have never seen a real cock before stuck around these tiny-dicked pony-cucks. Cockily, he moved his hips from side to side, happily watching their eyes follow his member as it swayed temptingly. These two are adorable. They’ll love being in my herd, I’ll make sure they do.

Meanwhile, between his spread legs and stunned into silence, the two MILFs didn’t know what to say. It was massively long, and girthier than both their husbands’ genitals put together. They’d had a rough idea at the size it would be from the enormous size of his balls, but still the size of it baffled them, with the pair staring up in awe and lust at the superiority of the zebracock.

They weren’t thinking about their husbands at this moment, but why would they when they had this instead?

Tired of waiting, the zebra was about to coax them forward, only to be beaten by one of his sluts.

Needily, hungrily, the yellow one shot her head forward and shoved it into his massive member. Posey pressed its stinking skin against her face, and as she breathed in its pungent, intoxicating musk, she stuck her tongue out and began tasting the sweaty, veiny zebracock that she didn’t know had already broken multiple other mares today.

“Wha-?” With the zebra looking down smugly at her depravity, Windy was just shocked at how the shyer mare had moved before her. But she wouldn’t be outdone like this, and was wanting to have fun with the hung cock herself, so as Mrs Shy worshipped the shaft like a pent-up mare that’d been offered the huge, girthy solution to all her problems, Windy went to his tip, and looked the stud in the eye as she swirled her tongue around his flared head.

And lying back, the zebra was very happy to be receiving this treatment. “That’s more like it! Ngh! ‘Bout time you two got to worshipping it already!”

Worship it they did. Under his appreciative watch and surrounded by his happy wants and moans, the two worked hard to pleasure the stallion like they hadn’t gotten to do in many moons. Posey caressed his every vein with her tongue, and lapped up all the mysterious but intoxicatingly dirty tastes on his meat. Meanwhile, Windy moved around his fat head, and was the one lucky enough to get to slurp up any delicious pre-cum that the zebracock gifted her with.

They were lost in a world of their own, feeling hornier than they’d ever felt with their own stallions. Was it the powerful musk messing with their brains, the delectable taste? Either way, they didn’t care, and happily got lost in pleasing the gigantic schlong with almost no distractions.

“Mph! Mm-mmm! Mmmph!” Upstairs, muffled, the other two could be heard through the ceiling, Velvet’s mouth obviously wrapped around her own zebra’s dick as she cried out.

Posey didn’t seem to notice it though, too busy to care. And Windy spared her a thought, but didn’t do much else besides that before going back to loving the zebracock. Lucky Velvet getting one of these studs all to herself. I bet she’s having the time of her life right now!

She wasn’t.

On the floor of her own bedroom, the mother to the Princess of Friendship was struggling under the strong, striped stallion that had happily mounted her face. She didn’t want this, but he clearly hadn’t cared, and continued to as he kept cramming his hung zebracock down her throat.

“Ngh! Fuck! How are you sluts always so fucking tight?” She couldn’t respond, of course she couldn’t, not with all these girthy inches wedged in her pipe.

It was an experience unlike any other. Her throat had never nearly been stretched this wide, not by her husband and not by anything else. There was a constant aching from her gullet not only being filled, but his incessant attempts to ram deeper down it. And alongside having to feel as she acted as an unwilling fuckhole, Velvet’s tongue rubbed against his shaft, and she had to taste the sweaty, filthy, disgustingly lewd flavours that his meat had to offer.

And the smell… Her husband’s junk smelt arousing, it was a lewd scent that instinctively put her in the mood to mate. But this zebra, he didn’t have a ‘scent’, he had a musk, and his junk reeked of it. It smelt deeper than Night’s, it smelt filthier than Night’s, and it was an infinitely more potent and intoxicating stench that sent waves of want through her.

She hated it.

With the tastes, the smells, the feeling of such a hung cock inside of her, Velvet felt her marehood wettening, but that didn’t mean she was enjoying this...

Stop it! Get off me! …Wh-Why in Celestia’s name is he so big?! “Mph! Mmmph!” She jostled about, trying to escape his strong grip and his humongous zebracock, but she couldn’t. As he thrust in and out of her face, using her like she was some toy to get pleasure from, Velvet was helpless to his dick crashing down her throat time and time again.

Gluk! Gluk! Gluk! Gluk! Gluk!

Twilight was no stranger to blowjobs, she could think of multiple occasions when she’d sultrily pushed Night back onto their bed before she moved down between his legs, coaxed his horsecock out of his sheath and then eased it down her throat in an act of intimacy between the two. She could still remember the feeling of him bucking up into her as he came down her throat.

But this wasn’t like that. There was no intimacy here, and she had no love for this zebra. Unlike her husband, he was just a horny beast having fun with her throat as he forced himself down it.

She wanted to be anywhere else but here, and he was enjoying himself far more than she was…

If you ignored her pussy dribbling down onto the carpet below.

Back to Windy and Posey, they were truly enjoying themselves with their zebra lover. It was incredible, basking in the young stud’s powerfully arousing musk as they worshipped him like a king, and the two could’ve stayed down there all day, but he had better plans.

As fun as it was being pleasured like this, and watching these two cheating whores give in to the superiority of zebracock, it wasn’t fun enough, and he knew something they could do that would be much more enjoyable than this.

“Alright pony-sluts, I’m bored. So which one of you two wants to hop on first?” Pulling his member away from their eager tongues, they both clearly were excited at the thought of riding that monster of his. The blue one’s grin grew giddy, meanwhile the yellow one looked like the offer was too good to be true.

Windy looked over at her fellow fat-assed MILF, and Posey’s face was silently begging to go first. Windy chose to be a good friend, and let her.

She gestured with her head to the zebra’s incredible stallionhood, unable to keep the salacious grin off her face. “Go on, Posey. Just make sure he has enough left in him for a go with me!”

“Don’t worry, I don’t intend to leave either of you two unsatisfied.” It was partly true. The zebra knew he’d be able to fuck them both until they were thoroughly bred and devoted to zebracock, but whether they’d be begging for more or not by the end was up to them.

It didn’t matter, either way, the yellow slut was clambering up onto the sofa, excitedly anticipating getting fucked by the young stallion as she stood over his lap, giving him a good look of her bloated teats.

Windy got off her rump too, but instead of moving onto the breeder, she sat beside him, sticking a hoof between her legs as she eagerly watched on. This was the most excitement she’d gotten in so many years, and she couldn’t remember the last time she’d let loose as shamelessly as this.

But as she got to rubbing her cunt, Posey lined her own up at his tip, and pushed it against her lips. O-Oh gosh! It felt so huge, but Mrs Shy only felt herself get more excited at the fact! She was about to be claimed by such an incredible, gigantic, insatiable cock, and she couldn’t wait!

For encouragement, the zebra placed his hooves on her fat, squishing it, kneading it, and just feeling it in his grip, and if he hadn’t been obsessed with these mares’ fat flanks before, he certainly was now. He couldn’t wait to own them.

“Mmm!” Posey hummed happily as she got groped, but he was obviously getting impatient, and she was too, so with her pussy’s lips pressed against his massive flared tip, she closed her eyes and pushed down, feeling her marehood have to stretch to get around his member. “Ah! O-Oh my gosh!”

She would’ve taken time to get used to all his girth -she’d never taken anything nearly this big before - but he didn’t let her. The hooves on her flank were pulling her down, and she couldn’t stop him as he lowered her onto more and more of him, easing his fat zebracock inside of her.

“Gah! Ahn! S-So much! Ngh! H-Heck!” Her front legs wrapped around his neck, and she held onto the zebra as he forced her walls to stretch around him, moaning constantly. It felt incredible. She’d only ever taken her husband up there, not even a dildo, but Gentle Breeze’s cock was nothing compared to this beast, and she was finding herself wanting to get further down it quickly too.

Meanwhile, for the zebra, he couldn’t get enough of these mares. If the sight of the one to the side of him masturbating wasn’t enjoyable enough, then the one on top of him, moaning cutely as she slid down his pole, her tight pussy clinging to him was more than enough to make up for it.

He was going to breed these two, and nopony could stop him.

Feeling two perfectly chubby asscheeks meet his thighs, and two fat teats press against his belly, he looked up at his slut and saw ecstasy all over her face.

Posey could barely think, all she could make sense of was the giant zebracock lodged in her and crushing her womb. Nothing could possibly make her feel better than this, right? What else could even come close? Her husband?

“Enjoying yourself, hun?” Windy called to her friend, but got no response. She couldn’t wait for her turn.

As Posey stayed still however, again, her zebra was getting impatient. He wasn’t here to make love to these mares, he came here to fuck their brains out and have the time of his life filling them with his brood, so grabbing her big butt again, he reared his hips back all he could, and bucked up violently into the mare.

“NGAH!” She cried out, the loudest she’d ever been, but she wasn’t prepared for what was to come.

Wanting more, and seeing this slut was far too cock-starved to make the next move, the zebra decided it was time for the fun to start, so he reared his hips back again, momentarily raising her up, and then-

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

He kept thrusting upwards, lifting her up only so he could drop her back down onto him and start bouncing her on his cock. And as he began fucking Posey, he got to truly enjoying himself, and he was pretty sure she was liking it too.

“AH! YES! MORE! FUCK ME LIKE A FILLY ON PROM NIGHT! DON’T STOP! AHHN!” It took some time to get used to its impressive size, but now that Posey was being moved up and down, and she felt his strong hips hitting her cheeks again and again and again, the pleasure instantly broke her. She didn’t belong to zebracock yet, but it was only a matter of time.

Following his movements and needing more, accepting the pleasure only zebras could give, Posey moved up and down with him. Gleefully, she bounced herself on his cock, and howled with pleasure every time his tip crashed into her womb, every last bit of her pussy being filled every single time he bucked up into her, slamming his sheath into her sopping wet entrance.

“NGAH! K-KISS ME! MAKE ME YOUR MARE, STUD!” She just realised she didn’t even know his name, but she didn’t need to. Sloppily, they shoved their muzzles forward and their lips met. In sync, they both jabbed their tongues forward into each other’s mouths. It was difficult and messy keeping their muzzles attached with all the bouncing, but they tried anyway, and made out greedily with each other as Posey’s mind was lost to the depravity, her inner slut released.

“Ngh! Yeah! Go get some, Posey!” Windy could hardly believe her eyes. It felt like she’d known Mrs Shy her entire life, even though she absolutely hadn’t, but she never would have expected this from her.

She wasn’t complaining though, it made for an excellent show to enjoy. Every time the attractive young stallion bucked up into Posey’s cunt, Windy loved how her fat, yellow asscheeks rippled from the impact, almost as much as she loved how his balls swung up heavily every time he impaled her with his meat. Plus, they were Posey’s bouncy teats being crushed in between them, that not stopping them from jiggling about nonstop. And alongside all that, there was their faces. It looked like two animals were making out with how sloppily it was being done, and their mixed saliva was going everywhere, but they didn’t care. The pair just kept going at it as Windy watched, and if she was being honest, she felt a bit left out.

She knew she’d get her turn eventually, but why wait until then to join the fun?

Having an idea, Mrs Whistles didn’t hesitate to act on it, and got back onto the floor again. The two never noticed, they were too busy, but one of them noticed when she grabbed the zebra’s magnificent testes and held them in place, admiring them a little before she dove in and started licking, sucking, and worshipping the zebra’s junk like she’d learn to do in the future.

And he noticed. With one mare on his cock, sluttily bouncing on it like there was no tomorrow as their tongues swirled and danced together, and the other between his legs, loving his bloated balls as she bathed in his musk, the zebra couldn’t be happier they came to Equestria, and hoped his friend upstairs was having as much luck as him.

In Velvet’s bedroom, not long ago, one of the two was having a lot less fun than the three downstairs were. Unsurprisingly, it wasn’t the zebra.

“Ngh! I’ll never get tired of this tight throat of yours, pony-slut!” These two were going a lot further with their oral than the equines downstairs had. This zebra was determined to dump a load into Velvet’s stomach, and with nopony stopping him from doing it, he was going to.

So he was still mounted on her, using the MILF’s mouth like she was something to enjoy, and after what felt like hours for both of them, of him indulging in her fuckable face-hole, he felt he was getting close.

“I hope you’re ready to get filled full, slut! I’m gonna cum!” His humps into her head only sped up, and Velvet had to deal with her snout being pounded even though she hated it.

She’d long figured out that she couldn’t escape this, but despite being trapped down here choking on his massive cock, and despite his exciting musk being all she could smell under him, she refused to give into this rapist, no matter how much her body was trying to persuade her to do otherwise.

“I’m cumming! Take it all, bitch!” With some more brutal thrusts into her face, uncaring of how his MILF felt, the zebra happily brought himself closer to climax, and after smashing into her face a few more times, these movements more laboured and wanting, he hilted himself inside of her throat, and let his member erupt directly into her belly. “Ngh! It’s like your body was made for this, pony-slut!”

She didn’t appreciate the compliment, and on feeling his fat balls against her chin, feeling them clench rhythmically, Velvet didn’t appreciate the feeling of getting filled up either.

Landing directly in her belly, the first glob of his thick zebra spunk blasted out of his tip, and was soon followed by more. Load after load was blasted into Velvet’s stomach, and unwillingly, she was held in place at the base of his cock as she was forced to ‘take it all’, like some toy for him to relieve himself with and not the living pony she was.

She already hated it from the moment it had started, but then, it kept going.

For minutes on end, the virile asshole kept cumming and cumming inside of her, his balls holding what may as well have been an infinite amount of cum. Velvet’s belly had even bloated a little, and worst of all she looked like he’d gotten her pregnant.

How?! Twilight was baffled. How in Equestria is he still going?! Her Night Light’s ejaculations were droplets compared to the bucketloads of jizz this virile prick was filling her up with, and if she was being honest with herself, that was a little bit of jealousy that her stallion couldn’t do what this piece of shit could.

Eventually though, after it was finally over, her captor panted a little, but it wasn’t long before he ripped his zebracock out of her throat, and on releasing her body, let her fall back onto her rump at the foot of her bed, coughing.

“Haaaahhhh! Fuck! I haven’t cum that hard in moons! Lucky you!” Grinning down on her, the zebra admired her body. He wasn’t really wondering what she’d do next: she’d probably either keep lying there lost in her head, or get on her bed and beg for more. It did surprise him though when he met her eyes and saw them glaring back at him.

“Y-You… You bastard!” From her place on the floor, pulled down partially by the weight of her belly, annoyance was written all over Velvet’s face as she fumed up at him. “How dare you?! I told you no, a-and then you did this to me!” Her hooves gestured at her belly, but she wasn’t finished. “I’m a happy mare in a happy marriage with a sweet and wonderful husband, and… Wh-Wh-What will he think when he sees this?!”

If she was being honest, Velvet was surprised she wasn’t more upset. He’d just raped her, and fucked her face without a shred of consent, yet instead of being livid, she was acting like he’d merely inconvenienced her, not forced himself upon her.

No! I AM pissed at him! And if he thinks he’s gonna get away with that he’s got another thing coming! She wasn’t as mad as she should be though, and she knew why. Between her spread legs, her marehood was drooling down onto her carpet. She may not have enjoyed it, but her body had, and it was still yet to be satisfied.

And her zebra knew this. Throughout her tirade, smugly, he grinned down on her, and watched as her pussy leaked like a faucet. These pony-sluts are all so adorable! Can’t wait to give this one my foals too! With his massive member twitching under him at the thought, the striped stallion took a step towards her fallen form. “So if I wanted to get you onto this bed and breed you on it, you’d say no?”

“Wha…” Smugness was practically dripping off of him, and it riled her up more, even if she hesitated to respond. “Yes! Of course I would! I’m happy with my husband, and certainly don’t need some zebra like you coming in here and… Wh-What’re you doing?”

Ignoring her words, almost casually, the stud walked right up to her, hopping up onto the bed so his tip was directly in front of her snout.

Who does he…? H-How is it still so hard? Night Light never… A-And why is the smell so… Not matter what he was doing, she refused to gag on it again.

He didn’t want her to though, and bucked his hips forward to shove his dick into her face.

With Velvet’s head trapped between his meat and the bed, vigorously, the zebra began grinding it on her, and rubbed her saliva, his sweat, and most importantly, the stench of his stinking zebracock into her fur.

Down here, all she could smell was the deep, intoxicating, incredible musk of his junk, and it was even stronger than when he’d fucked her face. With her muzzle being shoved into his shaft, and then his balls, and then his shaft, and then his balls as he thrust away, Velvet kept up the resistant thoughts in her mind, but still, her pussy made her true feelings known, it gushing down with mare arousal.

“Mph! Get it off of me!” She didn’t do anything to get it off of herself, but soon, after looking down at him rubbing himself onto her, he obliged, and got off of her. “Are you happy now? Now get out of my house.” She resented the part of her that enjoyed this, and he planned on changing that.

Wordlessly, the zebra approached her prone body, and using his powerful body, he bent down, wrapped a hoof around the plump, curvy mare, and heaved her up onto the bed. It was tougher than he thought it’d be; she was heavier than he thought she’d be, but a belly full of cum would do that to an equine.

Once on the bed, Twilight Velvet saw him climb onto it as well, approaching her with a hungry look in his eyes. “Oh no. Oh no no no no no no no no no. Y-You’ve had enough fun tonight.” She shuffled back, though that did little to stop him, and when he pounced onto her, and his hooves held her front legs down to the bed after he knocked her back, she was trapped, and once again couldn’t do anything to stop him from indulging in her.

Still she resisted. Why? Because she wanted to. Windy and Posey were right, she was pent-up, and her pussy’s been aching ever since this young stallion set his eyes upon her. It only got worse after he forced a blowjob out of her, and even worse since he flooded her senses with his incredible cock. But still, she couldn’t. She had a husband and a family who she’d never be unfaithful to. Heck, her daughter was created in this very bed, and she wouldn’t throw everything away just for some big, fat, girthy, musky, virile, enticing, delicious zebracock that’d wanted to fill her with even more foals than she’d already had…

No matter how enticing it was.

So Velvet kept resisting, in the hopes that he’d take a hint and lose interest eventually.

“Rgh! Get off of me! I’m a taken mare, so get off and find some other mare to-“ She could barely move under him again, and wriggled furiously in an attempt to escape, but the mother froze dead in her tracks on feeling something down below, something hot, hard and girthy pushing into the cleavage of her fat, buxom breasts. “Hey! S-Stop that! Th-They’re sensitive!”

He didn’t care. Looming over her vulnerable body, the horny zebra didn’t go for her unprotected pussy, but aimed higher, and with an eager thrust, he sandwiched his cock between her two milky pillows, using them to get himself off.

“Ahn! Stop it! Ngah! G-Get off!” Loving the feeling of her huge teats wrapped around himself, back and forth, the zebra started humping into them, Velvet’s buxom body sending pleasure through him whilst he did the same to her. “Hngh! J-Just wait ‘til my- Uhn! h-husband- Ah! g-gets home!”

“Mph! Oh yeah? What’s he gonna do? Ask to join in?” This was the hottest mare in this slutty nation, he decided, and that decision only became firmer when he watched dribbles of milk spill from her jugs.

“Once he- Ugh! s-sees what you’re doing to me, he’ll- Ahn! he’ll… h-he’ll use his magic and make you wish you’d n-never even seen me! Ngh!” The moaning in her argument wasn’t helping her case; she just wished it didn’t feel this good.

“He’ll- Agh! use his magic to stop me?” Cockily, and refusing to stop giving himself Equestria’s best titjob, he leant down to her ear, speaking huskily. “Just like you have?”

For that, she had no response, and Velvet fell silent as he continued using her breasts, the only sounds escaping her being her arousing moans.

Eventually though, after some time had passed, he did get bored. As fun as it was fucking her leaking teats, he knew something they could do that’d be even better, and the sounds of desperate mares wailing out in pleasure downstairs only encouraged him further. “Alright slut, a-”

“My name’s Twilight. Not ‘slut’.” Stubbornly, she refused to be his plaything.

And it made him grin down on her amusedly. “Alright slut, as much fun as it’s been getting off with these fat milk-sacks of yours…” The zebra looked down at them, and licked his lips on seeing the breastmilk dribble down from her perky nipples. He longed to wrap his lips around them and start sucking, but that could wait, he had something else to do now: her. “…I think I’d like to move on to the best part.”

She saw him slip himself out from between her massive mommy milkers, and watched in fear as he lined up his gigantic zebracock at her entrance. She felt his huge flared tip against her wet pussy lips, and felt him start pushing against her. “N-No! Wait! Don’t!”

Even she knew her words were pointless, but she never expected to want him to go back to fucking her teats as he stretched open her snatch and shoved himself in.

“AAAHHN!” Instantly, he got to stretching her cunt, and forcing it to embrace his giant girth. Only his tip was in so far though, and he wanted more as he pushed more into her snug cavern, feeling her wet walls embracing him and lubing up his entry. “Sweet Celestia! Fuck! S-Stop! Get it out! It’s too big!” Velvet focused on the pain of having to accommodate such a fat cock, feeling her body have to be forced open just so he could fit in, but the pleasure was much more prominent, and she ignored it as best she could.

“What’s wrong? Your husband never show you what a true cock feels like?” He literally couldn’t wait to make this adorable yet mature mare his, and kept ramming his zebracock deeper and deeper into her to do so, her wetness helping him out greatly.

“Ah! Fuck! Ungh! Ngh! Sh-Shit! Ahn!” Velvet didn’t respond to his jibe, she didn’t even hear it. She was far too focused on his hung member being buried deeper in her, as well as what it was doing to her. H-How is it so big?! Why does it feel like this?! Night Light could never- No. She wouldn’t even finish that thought.

But as she tried and failed to ignore the pleasure him driving his dick into her brought, the euphoric feelings became unavoidable, and it was at that point that the zebra managed to push his entire member into her, his hips hitting hers, his balls pressing against her asscheeks, and his tip wreaking havoc on her womb as it shoved against it.

He was completely hilted inside of her, and finally, Twilight had a moment to try and get used to the feeling of having her fuckhole filled with zebra…

But it didn’t last long. In actuality, it barely lasted seconds, because almost immediately he pulled his hips back, and as he grunted and groaned from the pleasure of pony pussy, he moved his cock out of her, headily pulling it out until only his tip was in again and he could-

SLAM!

“NGAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!” For a tense second, his hips were reared back, and she could feel an emptiness inside of her, but on him stuffing her full again in one powerful pound, powering his zebracock into her and crashing it all the way back into her poor womb, she couldn’t stop herself from crying out, her body screaming in elation from its virile intruder.

“Ngh! Learned your place yet, slut?” Before he even finished his words, he pulled out again, and rammed back into her, forcing more moans out of her. He wasn’t finished though. After hitting her womb again, he pulled out and thrust into her again, and again, and again. It started slow, but the moment her body loosened up enough around his cock, the zebra didn’t hesitate to start really fucking the mare, his hips wildly moving to and fro as he finally got to pounding her cunt. “Ahn! You sure are moaning a lot, slut! You finally decided to enjoy yourself?”

I’m not enjoying this! That’s what she wanted to say, but all that came out were slutty-sounding moans.

She was losing her mind under him, the victim to all his frantic, frenzied thrusts, but no matter how euphoric it felt to have him mate her, no matter how much pleasure he was forcing onto her, and no matter how incredible his zebracock was, she wouldn’t give in, right?

She was enjoying this and she knew it. It felt too good for her not to, and the part of her that resisted him was slowly fading away, being fucked out of her ruthlessly as she was bred once more on this bed.

Night Light was barely spared a thought.

“AH! YES! BREED ME! NGAH! I LOVE IT! GIVE ME MORE ZEBRA COCK!“ Meanwhile, in the living room, Posey had given in to her zebra lover’s cock long ago, and like Velvet, her husband was the last thing on her mind as she rode him, bouncing her fat yellow ass up and down on his mind-breaking meat whilst he pounded it up into her.

Why did she need Gentle Breeze? She didn’t, not when she had a zebra stud like this to fuck her better than her pathetic husband ever could.

“DON’T STOP! AHN! IT’S SO GOOD!” Her meek, quiet side was nowhere to be seen, with Posey begging for more at the top of her lungs, but the zebra didn’t mind, nor did Windy.

They’d been fucking for a while now though, Windy still down below slurping the sweat off if his balls, and by now, the trio were more than used to the sounds of fat MILF asscheeks being clapped by zebra hips. It resonated through the room, and it was music to the zebra’s ears as he would soon own this mare’s bouncy body.

That would be ending soon though. Posey had cum more times than she could possibly count on this zebra’s dick, but he hadn’t climaxed once, and after lasting far longer than any of their husbands could ever dream to, he felt his first orgasm getting ready to erupt inside of her.

“Hey pony-slut, I’m getting close! You want me to cum inside?” Not once did he slow, bucking up into her slutty pussy’s hot, wet, welcoming embrace rapidly throughout. He was sure her cheeks were red by now, and envied the view the blue one had down there, but that didn’t matter to him. All he wanted to do was cum in this mare, and she wanted the same.

“YES! DO IT! FILL ME UP! FUCK ME FULL OF YOUR ZEBRA FOALS! MAKE ME A MOM AGAIN! PLEASE!” With their bodies smacking into each other’s over and over again, the zebra rutted her more rapidly, and, on seeing an opening, dove forward to lock their lips together as well, their tongues swirling passionately within seconds.

It was a carnal display of lust from them both, so it wasn’t a surprise to any of them that - with the zebras thrusts becoming more brutal - his orgasm was soon reached, and with one final shove up into Mrs Shy, he grabbed her pillowy asscheeks in his hooves and yanked her down, holding them together and trapping her against him so he could cum directly into her womb.

And cum he did. As Posey moaned into his mouth, the zebra let loose a tsunami of cum inside of her, flooding her womb instantly with his tip shoved against it. And of course, he didn’t stop cumming once she was full. Still keeping her firmly planted on his lap, load after load of his thick, fertile seed was pumped into the mare.

As his sperm found her eggs, and his balls emptied themselves into Posey, Mrs Whistles was watching from down below, and watched as zebra cum rushed out of her friend’s stuffed hole. It leaked down onto his massive balls, and with Windy feeling the horniest she’d ever felt, she instantly lapped it all up, more and more coming for her to feast on.

They would have to go get some contraception potions, she thought, but with how horny she was, and how much her mind was clouded by the stench of zebra surrounding her, Windy decided that could wait. She just wanted her own go with him now.

After minutes of fun for Windy, and minutes of pure ecstacy for the two up above her, finally, their stallion stopped cumming.

When the pair parted their muzzles, the three panted, and for the first time in a while, the room was quiet, not filled with any slapping or moaning. That changed though when the zebra’s hooves gripped down on Posey’s asscheeks again, and he tried getting up. With Windy Whistles moving and the zebra grunting, he picked both of their bodies up, and quickly spun around to heavily drop them both back on the sofa, with Posey’s back to the seat. She’d been moaning as he moved her, his cock still lodged in her, but Windy couldn’t blame her for it.

With little warning, hunched over his newest mate, he suddenly started slipping his zebracock out of Posey, pulling every inch of his long, girthy, cum-covered meat out. With the yellow mare’s face delirious with pleasure, and her thicc thighs spread wide for him, the father to her future foals unplugged himself from her, and out of her pussy, torrents of cum seeped down lewdly.

All three of them watched it ooze out of Posey’s pussy, and watched a ridiculous amount of spunk pour down onto the living room carpet. Windy hoped Velvet wouldn’t mind too much, but she could tell the other two weren’t thinking about that.

“Enjoy the show?” Proudly, the zebra’s alluring voice called to her, and Windy looked up to see him grinning down at her, still on his two hind hooves. Reorienting himself though, he remained on two legs, but put his pulsating fuckstick over Windy’s face, her eyes locking onto it. “I hope I didn’t disappoint.”

“N-Not at all…” She couldn’t get over how incredible zebracock seemed to be, and could barely wait for her turn, whenever that’d be. Snapping herself out of her stupor though, she looked back up at him seductively and gestured to his balls with her head. “But I hope you’ve still got some left in those big cum-tanks of yours for little old me.”

“For you? Plenty. Now how do you want to be bred, pony-slut?” He was feeling generous, and so, instead of just pouncing on her now, he’d let her choose how he had his way with her.

But Windy wasn’t thinking about how they were going to do it, she was too enamoured by his virility, and struggled to process the question. “Wh-What?” Wide-eyed, she looked at his furiously stiff member again. It hadn’t softened in the slightest, and through all the cum she could see it throbbing as wantingly as it had earlier. “Y-You can go again?! Immediately?!”

She looked up at him adorably, and he couldn’t wait to fuck the shit out of her face when he owned it. “As much as you want me to, fat-ass.” He laid his cum-coated cock as her awed face, and let his cum and Posey’s juices sink into her fur, the depraved stench finding its way into her nostrils. “Now are you ready for your turn?”

She’d never been more ready for anything in her life. Rushing out from under him, Windy got on all fours and encouraged him to do the same. Then, seductively, she led him to a couch that didn’t have a fucked-silly Posey on it, and after climbing up onto it, she bent forward, and stuck her chubby tush out for him, and as he ogled what lied underneath her raised tail, she looked back at him, giving him half-lidded eyes as his cock throbbed under him. “Take me, stud.”

He didn’t need to be asked twice as he immediately hopped up onto the sofa behind her and, without a second thought, mounted her fuckable behind. Windy couldn’t hold her excitement back as he rested his gigantic cock on her big butt, and felt herself dribbling from need.

Now, Bow Hothoof was considered quite virile among stallions, and he was certainly above average in terms of size, but he had nothing on this zebra, not size, not virility, and he’d never made her feel nearly this horny. She wasn’t thinking about him though, she actually hadn’t thought of her husband ever since they'd seduced the zebras into coming inside.

“You ready for a zebra to make you feel better than that tiny-dicked husband of yours ever could?”

She still loved Bow, but was far too horny to defend him at this point. “Yes! Mate me!”

Windy Whistles, the married mare, shoved her rump back into him, and just as eagerly, he didn’t wait any longer to line himself up at her entrance and start pushing in.

“Ngaahhh! Yes! Finally!” Her puffy lips were stretched as they wrapped around him, and they were kept that way as the zebra’s rod was fed into her, his gigantic cock easily slipping into her tight yet welcoming passage. The zebra had plenty of lubrication at his disposal, and it made it so much easier to shove all of his hung zebracock inside of her, but that didn’t mean it was easy, and it didn’t mean Windy’s cunt avoided getting forced wide open by his immense size. “Agh! Fuck! D-Deeper! Don’t stop until you’ve hit my womb!”

Further into her snatch he shoved himself, with Windy howling out from the ecstacy zebracock brought. He was so big, and it felt like he shouldn’t be able to fit all of it inside of her, yet he did, and the mother was left with a depraved look on her face as he filled every nook and cranny of her pussy.

“It’s so good! So fucking big! So deep in me!” With her marvelling at the superiority of zebra dick, the joyous stallion behind her pushed himself the rest of the way into her, feeling her fat asscheeks pressing against his hips, her jiggly teats pressing against his balls, and her empty, fertile womb pressing against his tip. “Fuck me, stud! Fuck me like a bitch in heat and don’t stop until you’re satisfied!”

With one long, pleasurable pull, the zebra dragged his cock out of Mrs Whistles’ snug, slippery snatch, scraping on her insides, and when he readied his hips back, she bit her lip in excitement.

It felt like hours, but it was only seconds that he left her hole empty, because, unable to wait any longer, the zebra began brutally fucking the mare. His cock shot back in and filled her again in a single feral thrust, but the moment it did he dragged it back out, and powerfully rammed it back into her at full speed. And then he kept doing it.

Rapidly, and without any mercy for the cheating mare, he bred Windy, and soon the room was filled with slutty moans and noisy clapping.

“GAH! HOLY SHIT! DON’T STOP! ANGH!”

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

“YES! FUCK! DON’T HOLD BACK! WRECK MY PUSSY! FUCK ME LIKE YOU OWN ME, YOU STUD! AHHN!” Her fat flank bounced and rippled every time she was rammed down into the sofa. There was so much strength behind each furious thrust, and Windy loved it!

She couldn’t handle so much pleasure wracking her body, and she already didn’t know how many times he’d made her cum. She was helpless to every time he jackhammered her cunt like some rampant animal, and she wouldn’t have it any other way.

“I LOVE IT! ZEBRACOCK’S SO GOOD!” Meanwhile, the zebra whose cock was breaking her loved his newest slave-to-be. Her ass was gloriously bubbly as it bounced away, her moans were music to his ears as she cried out her sluttiness, and her pussy was perfectly pleasurable as it begged him to keep mating her. He couldn’t wait to put his foals in this one too.

“Rgh! Better than your husband’s?” He couldn’t resist toying with the mare, showing off the superiority of zebras to these sluts, but before she even answered him, he already knew what she’d say.

“YES! IT’S SO MUCH BETTER! PLEASE! DON’T STOP FUCKING ME!” Windy was long-gone. She was a broken mare, fucked into adoration to zebras just like the yellow mare watching them go at it.

“So you don’t need that cuck anymore?”

“I DON’T NEED HIM! ALL I NEED IS ZEBRACOCK! ” Windy didn’t know she was being turned into nothing more than this zebra’s sex slave and broodmare, but even if she did, she wouldn’t care.

She and Posey didn’t need their husbands anymore, they just needed zebracock.

And they weren’t the only ones.

“Ahn! Uhn! Ngh!” With her tongue lulled out of her mouth and a cock-drunk look on her face, Velvet was helpless to the horny beast pounding into her pussy again and again.

She wanted to resist, wanted to do anything to fight back against his assault on her marehood, but the unending pleasure shooting through her body stopped her, and let him use her as much as he could ever want to. Each thrust felt better than the last, and Velvet had never felt better in her life.

Why couldn’t Night Light fuck her like this? Even on the day they got married - one of the happiest days of her life - after they went to bed together and passionately consummated the marriage, her husband hadn’t been able to heap pleasure onto her like this zebra could.

This zebra was just better than him, that was the reason, and after a long, relentless session of being rutted by this zebra, she was starting to see that, trapped under him.

But no matter how many times he chuckled as she climaxed around his cock, Velvet was still staying strong, and she was still the same loyal, devoted and faithful mare she’d always been…

That was what she told herself.

“Hmm…” As she got fucked silly, the zebra watched her from up above. She wasn’t breaking the same way all his other mares did; probably all that devotion to her husband she had. But no mare was strong enough to resist the power of zebracock, especially not this slut, so, wanting to see her will break for him, he had an idea and stopped fucking her.

Wh-What?! Why did he stop?! ‘Curious’ as to why he finally relented on her pussy, Velvet looked down past her big teats to see him pulling out of her, resting his cock on her crotchboobs’ cleavage. She wasn’t disappointed. Definitely.

“What’s wrong, slut? Want me to keep going? Do you want this zebracock back in your body, fucking you like you deserve to be fucked before it fills your belly up with thick zebra spunk?” He ground back and forth sensually on her leaky teats as she spoke, and watched her eyes not move from staring desperately at his junk.

But despite the need, she didn’t say a word. The most that she did was moan when his erotic words made needy juices gush out of her.

“But, you know, there is one thing you could do for me if you wanted me to keep fucking this slutty little fuckhole of yours…”

Her head jolted up to him, and what little resistance she had left wasn’t able to stop the words that came out of her mouth. “Wh-What is it?”

The zebra’s head moved down to hers, and as he lined himself back up at her snatch, pushing against it gently, he gave her an order directly into her ear. “Beg, whore.”

But no, she wouldn’t. She had a husband, she’d had two wonderful kids with him, and she’d never betray- “P-Please! Keep going!”

“What was that?” He pushed against her pussy even harder this time, and all at once, like a stacked deck of cards, all that remained of her will to resist him and his incredible cock crumbled.

“FUCK ME! MATE ME LIKE MY HUSBAND CAN’T! MAKE ME YOUR SLUT AND FUCK ME LIKE THE CHEATING WHORE I AM! PLEASE! I NEED MORE ZEBRACOCK!”

He was almost impressed with how long she held off, but it always ended this way, and as she followed her master’s orders, he gave her what she needed, and rammed his way back into the needy cunt of his loyal slut. He held nothing back, and Velvet was so happy he did.

Intending to blow his first load soon and officially claim her as his, her zebra fucked her furiously from the start, and as he did, she howled out in pleasure.

“Oh? You like it now, pony-slut?”

“YES! I LOVE IT! I LOVE ZEBRACOCK! DON’T STOP!” It felt so good to give in. It felt so good to submit to him. Why had she been resisting? What had been the point? This zebra’s fat fuckstick was infinitely better than anything Night Light could ever hope to give her, so, as Velvet got brutally bred under her new, superior lover, her husband was entirely forgotten about, replaced.

Meanwhile, as the zebra stallion put his all into gaining pleasure from her body, he felt himself getting ready to cum, and he was eagerly determined to hurry up, blast his spunk into her, and finally enslave this marvellous MILF. He knew this first round wouldn’t be his last with her, so after he came, he was going to make sure that she never forgot who she belonged to now, and he was going to breed her until she couldn’t even remember she’d ever had a husband to begin with. “Ngh! I’m getting closer! You want me to make you a zebra broodmare?”

“DO IT! FILL ME WITH YOUR FOALS! STUFF ME FULL OF CUM! GIVE MY KIDS SOME STRIPED SIBLINGS!” Her life’s purpose had changed: she needed her womb full of his life-giving seed, and if she could spend the rest of her days taking his incredible cock and pumping out his foals then she could live happily.

Not bothering to hold her down anymore knowing she wouldn’t struggle, the zebra’s hooves moved to her head, and as he made the final bucks into her, getting ready to dump all of his baby-batter as deep in her as he could, he shoved their muzzles together, Velvet instantly submitting to his tongue too as she returned the favour with just as much hunger and passion.

And then, he came. Their mouths moved off of each other’s sloppily, and when he thrust into her one last time, ramming himself fully inside her cunt, Velvet screamed out from the ecstasy of being filled. “AAAAAAAHHHHNN!”

He was as deep as he could go, just where he wanted to be when he erupted inside of her. Straight into her womb, the first rope of thick, fertile zebra spunk was shot, and as he kept them connected, more soon followed it. Rising all the way from his balls to shoot out of his tip, an endless supply of his cum he unloaded into her belly.

Velvet didn’t say anything, she barely even moaned, instead, the mare just revelled in the feeling of her insides being flooded with zebra jizz. So much… So good…

Night Light never came this much, but of course he didn’t, what could he give her that a zebra couldn’t?

Unlike those nights with her husband, when he came a few meagre ropes in her and collapsed, entirely spent, Velvet felt her womb have to expand from the zebra’s second ejaculation. He’d already dumped so much in her belly before, and yet, unlike Night Light, he was still going, his cock still pulsed as more and more was pumped into her, and soon, his seed came splurting out of her when her pussy couldn’t contain any more, it gushing down onto her bed from her bloated belly. “NGH! Fuck!”

After minutes of orgasming, the zebra bucked into her a few last times, wringing every last drop out of his cock, and Velvet had never felt so full before. When he pulled out of the MILF’s cavern that was drenched in white and rested his zebracock back on her teats, like a depraved waterfall, cum poured out of her.

She was pregnant, there was no was she wasn’t. He’d made her his.

Splayed out on the ruined bed with a pool building between her legs, Velvet panted, knowing his eyes were roaming her body. She didn’t mind though, and enjoyed the feeling of being ogled.

She should’ve given in to him sooner. When he mounted her face she should’ve bent over and let him mount her in a different way. And now he wanted her to become his broodmare? If giving up her husband was all she had to do to get herself a life of being this zebra’s fuck-slave then she didn’t hesitate to toss him aside.

She didn’t need him anymore.

Without showing any fatigue, her master moved up beside her resting body, and as she stared exhaustedly up at the ceiling, he get on his knees and covered her vision with his zebracock coated in their cum. “Ready to spend the rest of your life serving cock, slave?”

Nothing would make her happier. “Y-Yes! I can’t wait!”

“Good. Now get up and bend over. We’re not stopping until your belly’s as big as it can get!”

Happily, and without hesitation, she followed the orders he gave her, and embraced her new life as a slave.

And Windy was soon to join her.

“ANGH! YES!” Her own striped stud was getting closer too, having been wailing on her ass for what felt like forever. “MATE ME LIKE A BROODMARE! STUFF ME FULL OF YOUR CUM!” And after her blue ass had turned a bright, sore red, and he’d announced that he was getting ready to cum in her, she couldn’t wait to have his foals. “BREED ME! AH! I WANNA BE A MOM AGAIN! FILL ME WITH YOUR HOT ZEBRA CUM!”

These sluts were the best. They were the hottest, sluttiest, and plumpest mares the zebra had gotten the pleasure of seeing, and he was determined to give her the foals she needed so badly. He couldn’t wait to show off his prizes to the other zebras, and he was sure these two’d love to meet them too.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

Bucking into her wildly, his climax built up inside of him, and he relented nothing. Windy was drooling down onto the sofa now, and barely able to not be forced forward by the strength of his mating, but then, after she’d begged for it for so long-

“AAAAAAAAGGGGHHH! YES! BREED ME!”

He did. Smashing down into her fat tush one last time, he hilted himself fully inside of her, and just like he’d done with Posey, and just like his friend upstairs had done with Velvet, he filled her up, and blasted more thick, gooey seed into her than any pony stallion could ever hope to.

“NGH! YES! S-SO MUCH CUM!” She saw how much he pumped into Posey, but feeling it for herself was something else entirely. It felt perfect, and when it all spurted from his tip and filled her completely, she decided she never wanted to not be filled with his cum.

Like usual, there was far too much cum to fit in the mare, but like usual, he didn’t care, and kept going until he was finished with her.

When he pulled out, he watched his seed ooze out of her. Both mares were now his, he owned the two of them, and nopony could do anything about it.

As he revelled in the fact and imagined all the fun he’d have with the two, out of nowhere, Windy spun around. Posey had had no energy by the time he was done with her, but this slut wanted more, and she wasn’t afraid to show her zebra love just how much she wanted it.

He was still on his knees when she shoved her horny face straight into his cock, and as she lapped up all the tasty cum left on it, drowning in her lust for zebra cock, he fell back onto his rump with her between his legs.

“You happy down there, pony-slut?” She didn’t answer him, instead, Windy took one long lick up his shaft, looking him in the eyes as she did, and in the half-lidded orbs he could see the zebra-addiction and adoration of a thoroughly broken mare.

The old Windy was gone, fucked out of her just like the other motherly friends.

At his side, Mrs Shy shuffled up to him from the floor. At first he hadn’t noticed her, but when she reached him and got on her knees beside him, he eagerly let her join them, and let their muzzles hungrily connect as they shoved their tongues into each other.

This was the life a zebra deserved, and when Windy wrapped her lips around his head, letting his hoof on her push her head down as he dominated Posey’s mouth, she knew they were both happy to give it to him.

They couldn’t wait to live as broodmares, and fortunately, they’d get to spend the rest of their lives as slaves to cock.

Lucky them.

Far above Canterlot, much later and far away from the depraved acts of the three mares, an alicorn flew.

Up here, with the smell of fresh air everywhere, and the breeze blowing against Twilight Sparkle’s face, there wasn’t a trace of the stench of cum that surrounded Velvet, Windy and Posey, and she didn’t realise just how lucky she was for that.

The reason Princess Twilight was up here however was because she’d just escaped from Domina’s guards, and had narrowly avoided being turned into what Celestia and Luna had become. Twilight couldn’t think of a worse fate for herself than becoming the blissfully happy sex slaves that her mentor and her friend had become.

She’d just been about to head back to Ponyville and warn her friends of what the zebras planned to do, but before she could do that, she had some unfinished business here in Canterlot that she needed to do before she left.

I need to make sure Mom’s okay. After that, we can both head to Ponyville and then we can prepare for the zebras. Twilight needed to head back to her friends, the fate of Equestria could depend on it, but she needed to protect the mare who raised her. She just hoped she wasn’t too late.

Swooping over one of the more residential parts of the upper-class city of Canterlot, Twilight knew the path to her childhood home well, and was easily able to fly her way over to it, determined.

Diving straight down on the building, she wanted to be left in the open as little as possible so none of those perverted zebras followed. Heavily, on landing on her doorstep, she quickly opened up the door and slipped in, sure she wasn’t being followed.

Now was the moment of truth. “Mom?”

Wishing she didn’t, before she could even wait for an answer, Twilight heard noises in the living room: moans, and she almost didn’t dare venture further. She had to confirm her fears though, and on peeking in to see what was going on, she saw three equines having the time of their lives in a lewd threesome, her going entirely ignored.

Lying back on one couch was Posey with her legs held high, and on top of her, Windy was mounted, their bodies pressing against each other’s as they made out, lost in a world of their own. They looked just like Celestia and Luna had, minus the stripes and piercings and stuff.

And behind them, a zebra was mounted on the both of them, and he was on his knees as he drove his cock in and out of Windy’s already cum-filled pussy. If Twilight looked hard, she could see both of them had already been creampied.

But either way, they were goners, and Twilight hadn’t come here to look for them anyway, as harsh as it was.

“Ahhn!”

Twilight’s ear twitched. Through the noises of these three, she heard another mare, one upstairs that sounded a whole lot like her mother. The mare already knew what she was going to see up there, but still, she had to confirm it, hoping desperately that she’d be proven wrong.

Walking up the stairs, the noises were coming from her parents’ bedroom, and they got louder the closer Twilight got. “Ahn! Yes! It’s so good! I love being a zebra cocksleeve!”

Turning the corner even though she knew she shouldn’t, the princess was met with something she hoped she’d never have to see: the sight of her mother laying on her front with her legs spread behind her, moaning gleefully as a zebra powered into her from behind, mashing into her pussy that Twilight could tell had already been filled if the cum all over the bed was any indication.

First it was Rarity and Fluttershy, then Celestia and Luna, and now it was her own mother she was having to watch fall in love with their depraved invaders. She knew what she’d see when coming up here, and still, Twilight wilted a little at seeing them go at it like two animals. “Mom… No…”

Twilight Velvet was being fucked too much to be able to focus on much besides it, but when she looked up and saw her daughter stood in the doorway, she was able to bring herself to do a little more than beg for more. “Agh! Twily! Thi… Th-This zebracock’s the best! It’s so much better than your father’s!”

“M-Mom…” What was the motionless alicorn supposed to say? As she stayed where she was motionless, continuing to watch them breed before her very eyes, all Twilight could bring herself to do was listen to her mother, and hear the once motherly voice moaning out words at her whorishly. She didn’t dare look up at the grin on that zebra’s face, she could already feel his eyes on her body.

“Twily! Ah! Come here! Join us!”

“Wh-What?!” Of all things she was expecting her to say, offering up a threesome was the last thing she wanted from her mother. But she didn’t stop.

“Join us, Twilight! It’s so good! Let him put some zebra foals in you, I’m sure he wouldn’t mind! Give me some striped grandkids!” The defiled mare was shameless, and Twilight didn’t want to even think of a world where she accepted the offer to get bred alongside her Mom.

And then, to make things worse, the zebra spoke up, grunting and powering his hips forward as he kept smacking his body into Velvet’s ass. “Come on! Join us, Twily! With an ass like yours I’ll make sure to treat you well and give you all the zebra foals you could want!” Like mother like daughter, Twilight’s ass was just as fuckably fat as her mom’s, if not more so, and he’d be delighted to have both mother and daughter serving him together as he added them to his herd.

But this had gotten to be too much for the desirable daughter. She couldn’t bear to see her mother get fucked like that anymore, and didn’t want to see her get used like the zebra sex slave she now was, so, heartbroken, Twilight turned and walked away.

She’d lost this fight, but maybe if she could win this war then ponies like her friends, the princesses and her mom could be saved.

Determined to put an end to the zebra invasion, Twilight went for the front door, and as she opened it to leave, she ignored the sounds of a mare crying out as her zebra came inside of her once again.

Then, she took off, and left for Ponyville. She had a lot to prepare for.

Time passed and another pony was on his way to the Twilight residence, oblivious to what was going on around him.

It was much later in the day - not evening yet but hours after Twilight had left her former home - and Night Light had just gotten off of work, so he was heading back home, ready to rest for the day beside his beautiful wife.

Work had been strange though. Today, all of Canterlot had seemed… weird. Everypony was on edge for some reason, and he imagined it was because of the zebras suddenly all over the streets, but it certainly could’ve been those ridiculous rumours about Celestia and Luna too.

Either way, he just wanted to get back home, sit back, and spend some quality time with Velvet. Maybe she knew why so many zebras were all over the place; it was pretty hard not to notice them on his way to or from work.

Eventually, he finally got back home safe and sound, and on stepping into his house, he announced his arrival like usual. “Velvet, honey, I’m back!”

Nopony responded, which was odd. All he could hear were some weird noises that did sound like her, but it wasn’t her telling him where she was like when he usually got back. That’s strange…

Going into the living room, he intended to just drop his saddlebags in there and leave, but before he could do that he froze in his tracks. The room was empty, but ponies had certainly been here, and a lot of them if the amount of cum everywhere was any indication.

Night Light was getting more and more confused by the second, and the cum wasn’t helping with that, nor was the potent scent of sex. Hadn’t Posey and Windy come over today, and didn’t they all usually have tea in this same room?

Whether they did or not, he could hear those weird noises more clearly in here. Up above this room was his and Velvet’s bedroom, and he could hear muffled sounds coming from there. At least he knew where to investigate next.

It occurred to him to maybe ring the police first, but he wanted to investigate before that, just in case.

Trotting silently up the stairs, he neared the ajar door of his bedroom and heard… moaning? It was Velvet’s voice moaning, and, more curious than he’d ever been in his life, Night peeked into the room, and his jaw dropped at what he saw.

At the far end of the bed, he saw a zebra was sat, but what he was looking at was the mare on top of him, and what he was doing to her.

Facing the door as well, his wife’s hind legs were so high they were reaching her shoulders, and with the zebra’s front legs holding them in place, he was bouncing her on his cock, bucking up into her too and fucking her at a rapid speed.

The door slowly moved open as Night Light watched baffled, but he didn’t notice, not when there was so much to take in here.

Firstly, there was the state of the room: there was so much thick cum all over the place, surely too much to come from one zebra, and alongside that, mare-cum was everywhere too, sprayed out of the only mare in here.

Secondly, there was the stench that filled the room: it reeked of the zebra’s powerful, filthy, and dominant musk, and that would have been all Night Light could smell if not for the equally powerful aroma of mare arousal, him knowing from experience that that came from his wife.

Thirdly, there was the zebra himself: he looked much younger than Night did, as well as much more muscular and handsome, but the cuck’s eyes weren’t on his face. In between his spread legs sat the two heftiest balls he’d ever seen, them swinging around wildly as he fucked his wife, but above them, something even more shocking was in view. The zebra had a humongous dick, and though Night Light couldn’t see all of it with it moving in and out of a mare repeatedly, he could see its girth and see it stretching Velvet’s belly, and that was enough to understand just how huge it was compared to his.

And then finally, and most importantly, there was his wife, the lovely mare he married many years ago: on the zebra’s lap, her pussy already filled with cum, she was being fucked violently, howling out from the pleasure the zebra was giving her. But before he took in her words, he had to look at what in Equestria had happened to her body. Covering her, these bizarre black stripes were adorned all over her fur, making her look like some zebra-pony hybrid, but that wasn’t nearly all. On her, there was an abundance of jewellery: big earrings on her ears, rings on some of her legs, and most noticeably, two large nipple piercings right on the ends of her giant bouncing teats. Plus, as well as all of that, her belly was also massively bloated, and Night Light could guess what with.

He didn’t know what to feel, he was too shocked to register emotion, but he knew what she was feeling. She was making her feelings very clear. “Ahn! I love it! I love zebracock! I love you, Master! Don’t stop! All I need is your perfect cock breaking my pussy!”

Night Light’s body was reacting to the scene in front of him. Whether it was the overwhelming scent of mare arousal coming off of his wife, the sight of her being fucked so savagely, or the dirty words he’d never thought would come out of her mouth, the pony stallion felt himself begin to get an erection as his horsecock slid out of his sheath, but that didn’t mean he was enjoying this…

And as he watched silently from the doorway, where his daughter had been stood mere hours ago, he too was noticed, not by his darling wife, but by the foreign creature who was making himself very well-acquainted with her insides.

“Enjoying the show, pony-cuck?” Somehow, his words spoke over the loud, all-encompassing sounds of asscheeks being pounded, and they snapped Night Light out of his stupor. And now that the stallion had gotten over his shock, he could see this for what it was: another stallion fucking his mare, and what filled him was nothing but fury.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing to her?! Get off of my wife!” He was tempted to use magic to separate, but he both didn’t know how he’d go about doing that, and didn’t know if either of them wanted to be separated. Velvet was clearly enjoying herself…

“And why would I do that? All I’m doing is- Ungh! All I’m doing is using my mare.” Meanwhile, Velvet hadn’t even noticed Night Light was there. The only stallion she needed was the one fucking her senseless right now.

“She’s not yours, you bastard! Now stop forcing yourself onto her before I make you!” His horn glowed as a warning, and it was a valid threat to the zebra, but he didn’t cower.

“What? Is she yours?” Throughout the conversation, the zebra hadn’t once stopped fucking his slut, and she hadn’t stopped moaning.

The constant thrusting infuriated Night Light even further, and as for the moaning, he did his best to ignore it, focusing on the zebra rather than his wife.“Yes! SHE’S MY WIFE!”

“Why don’t we let her choose then?” The pony stallion didn’t know how to feel about that proposition, and as he gave no response to it, a feeling of unease rose in his gut. “Hey, pony-slut, do you want me to keep you forever as my broodmare and my slut, or would you rather go back to your cuck of a husband husband over there?”

The answer was almost instantaneous, but as she moaned out a reply, she didn’t even spare Night Light a glance, her eyes too busy rolling back into her head. “No! I don’t need my tiny-dicked husband anymore! Please, just keep pumping your foals into me! I’m married to zebracock now!”

“If you insist!” He sped up even more, and began brutalising her cunt, the two going back to their carnal mating and ignoring the other pony in the room. But since he was watching, the zebra decided to have some fun, and turned Velvet’s head to him as he pushed their muzzles together, their tongues battling as they ruthlessly fucked.

As for Velvet’s former husband, the fire in him died out, and he was helpless as his wife chose that zebra over him.

All their years together meant nothing to her as she chose zebracock over him…

Little did he know that every other husband in Equestria either had, or would go through the same daunting realisation.

“Ngh! Yes! I love it! I love zebracock! I love you! Let me spend the rest of my life being your loving cumslut!”

Author's Note

This chapter was not only proofread by the indubitably helpful Pillowfight, but also he helped give ideas for a few parts of it too! So go check him and his stuff out, you won’t regret it!

Holy fucking shit, this chapter turned out way longer than I’d planned. I thought it’d be 15,000 at the most! I guess that’s what I get for adding three different sex scenes to one chapter (and that’s not including the face-fucking or the cock-worship)!

I assure you the next chapter won’t be nearly as long.

Also, as you could probably tell from the last chapter, I’m adding plot to this. This is going to get very plot-contric at one point with all I’ve got planned, but don’t worry, I still intend to keep to my promise of a mare/mares getting pounded every chapter, even if it has absolutely nothing to do with the main plot of that chapter.

Oh, and as always, constructive criticism is appreciated.

And also tell me what you guys want more of in this story! (I’ve already got all the mares lined up, but I mean kink-wise, I read all the comments so if you leave one... :raritywink:).

Part 1: A Bred Bitch & A Mated Mayor

All the way back in Ponyville, far from the zebra queen but not far from any other lustful zebras, things were just getting better and better for them.

Each one of them had spent the whole day adding more and more mares to their herds, either by force or willingly. And as well as that, the cosy little town was being transformed too. Wherever you went, you couldn’t miss the sights of zebras and mares happily fucking, whether it was out the mare’s bedroom window, on some park bench, or even just on the dirt streets, zebras were fucking mares, and Starlight was running out of ponies to get to safety.

She’d rescued as many mares as she could, and had had so many close calls with one of them putting one of those rings on her horn, but fortunately, she’d made it out okay, and had avoided getting turned into a zebra-loving slut like so many of the other mares that lived here.

But she was done now. In her defence, she’d helped plenty of ponies reach the castle safely, and had even set up a safe haven there, but she couldn’t go on. There were definitely other mares in need, so many spread all over the town, but with how much her legs ached, if she continued she was sure to become one of the many ‘broken’ mares she’d seen.

So charging up one last spell, Starlight teleported herself back to the castle.

When Twilight comes back, she’s sure to have a plan, so she’ll just have to wait until then…

…If Twilight comes back.

Meanwhile, in Ponyville’s centre, two zebras were strutting onward, looking for more mares to make theirs.

They’d had an eventful day, just like every other zebra in this country, and they’d had the times of their lives impregnating mares, striping them, and owning them like objects.

It was incredible.

One of them had ventured into the town’s spa, and after showing off his stallionhood to the two thirsty sluts that worked there, he mated them both in a passionate threesome before striping them and having another go with them.

And as for the other, he got to have some fun going up the ass of an already claimed mare with a pretty face, a fat ass and three diamonds on both her cheeks. He did get to claim one mare though, finding a pair of them in a house before forcefully breeding the white one with purple glasses as the grey one in a bowtie watched him do it. She escaped before he could mate her too, but he still counted it as a success.

Even with their mares though, they still wanted more, and that’s what they were doing here.

Strolling around, they were searching for mares to join the ones they’d already claimed, but all of them were either inside buildings or being fucked by their own masters.

So, seeing no other option as they looked around, one of them made a suggestion. “Wanna check in there?” His hoof pointed to the same building they’d announced their arrival on, the town hall, and the other agreed.

“Yeah, why not? It’s not like we’ve got any better ideas.”

Impatient, the hung pair made their way to the building, and eager to add more members to their individual herds, they moved inside, shutting the doors behind them.

“It’s pretty empty. There might not even be any ponies in here.” It did just seem like a place for town meetings and all that, there being a stage and a bunch of balconies in the room they were in, but by the looks of it there were also other rooms around the place, with the building being deceivingly big on the inside. And so, their search began.

Nothing… Nothing… Nothing… So far, nothing had come up, and the rooms they’d seen so far were all supply rooms or ones with filing cabinets all around the place. But eventually, one of the zebras stopped in his tracks, hearing the distant sounds of what sounded like voices.

Noiselessly, he gestured over to his equally horny companion, and after he ushered him over, they snuck over to one room they hadn’t checked yet, one with its door ajar. Sneakily, they peeked in.

“I’m sorry Mrs Rich, but I just can’t do it. It’s just not possible.” Inside, there were two mares, and the stallions’ grins grew as they eyed them up. One had his eyes on the obnoxious-looking snooty one with a big pink ass behind her, meanwhile, the other, he had his eyes on the mature-looking formal one, her own tan ass just as big as the others’. The zebras were already thankful they’d been lucky enough to catch these two before they’d been claimed.

“Why? Why can’t you do it? If I’m telling you I want something done, then you’re supposed to get it done! What if I decide to cut all the funding I generously give to the town hall, Mayor Mare?” They appeared to be in what looked like an office space, one with a chair, a desk with a window behind it, and filing cabinets along one of the walls. Their eyes weren’t on the decorations though, obviously.

“But, the zebras… What do you expect me to do?” Outside, the pair had just been about to step in and make their presence known, but now they were curious. Why were these two talking about them?

Handily, they were about to learn why.

“I don’t care what you do, do whatever you need to, but those filthy animals don’t look like they’ve ever even washed themselves! I want them gone before they stink up the place!”

The zebra duo’s eyes widened. They hadn’t been expecting that, but if that’s what they thought of them, then maybe they’d have to show them just how ‘filthy’ they could get. For now though, they chose to wait a little longer, curious as to what else they had to say.

And dramatically, Mayor Mare sighed as she leaned back against her desk. “I agree, and they don’t match Ponyville’s rural aesthetic at all. That could drive off tourists, and if it does…”

“Then that’s less bits in both of our purses.” Spoiled Milk finished her sentence for her with spite in her voice, and the zebras already hated these mares. They were acting on selfishness and greed. They’d be much more likeable as striped cocksleeves.

As quietly as they could, the two spying stallions began whispering to each other, taking their pick. “I get the fat-assed one.”

The other zebra looked at the mares, and despite the pink one’s being bigger, both had undeniably fat asses, though it seemed every pony mare did. “Which one?”

“The bitch.”

“Oh, her. Then the other one’s mine.” Fortunately for them, both zebras got the ones they wanted, and just in time to hear them speaking again.

After thinking on the dilemma at hoof, the mayor made her mind up. “I’ll see what I can do. I can’t promise much anytime soon, but as long as I keep getting paid as promised, I’ll see if we could frame them for something to get the townsponies to turn against them.”

Spoiled liked that, and somehow her upturned nose raised even higher as she looked pleased with herself. “Good. It’s about time you did your job properly. Now, if you don’t mind, I’ve got a hooficure booked and I’m already late for-“

Bam!

They’d heard enough, and barged their way in forcefully to introduce themselves, catching the two mares by surprise. They hadn’t expected the very topic of conversation to be right outside, and if they’d heard what they were talking about…

Mayor Mare was the first to speak up. “Zebras?! You’re not allowed to be here! Wh-What are you doing?” She nervously backed up from them, hoping their words had gone unheard and noticing as one shut the door behind them.

Breaking off from each other, one zebra slowly approached her as the other went to Spoiled, both eying them up and both with lecherous grins on their muzzles. It was the one stalking her though that spoke. “Oh, we were just hearing about some mare’s plans to try and turn the town against us. You wouldn’t happen to know anything about that, would you?”

His cocky tone made it clear that she was trouble, and his strong, muscular body approaching her didn’t help ease her nerves. “W-Well wh-whatever you heard, I’m s-sure it was out of context and that there’s a perfectly reasonable-“

“Eurgh! Back away from me, zebra. You’re lucky to even stand near me.” Cutting Mayor Mare off, Spoiled Rich didn’t appreciate the animal making his way up to her, nor did she want to spend any longer trapped in a room with these two. “Tch! I have better places to be than this. Out of my way now, you.”

The mayor and the other zebras watched as she stood still with a puffed-up chest and her nose upturned high. She really expected him to move out of the way for her when she could just try going around him. He was going to have to disappoint.

“Didn’t you hear me? Don’t you zebras know basic manners? I told you to-“ As she ranted annoyingly, him assuming she was quite an unpopular pony before they came here, he lifted his hoof and placed it on her chest, shutting her up for a moment before she started again. “Wha-? Get your mangy hoof off of me! Celestia knows where that thing’s been, and I don’t want it soiling my- GAH!”

Instead of taking it off of her, he used it to shove her back forcefully onto her rump, and with it planted on the floor, he pounced on the mare, and got ready to break that self-righteous little mind of hers.

“Urgh! Get off of me! Don’t you know who I am?!” When her back hit the floor, he held her down with his hooves on her shoulders, thinking of all the ways he could break this bitchy brat. As he did that however, the other zebra and pony watching them returned their gazes to each other, and Mayor Mare flinched at his malicious grin, backing up even more as he crept towards her.

Just like that zebra was going to do something to Spoiled, this one was going to do something to her, and she was sure she wasn’t going to like whatever punishment he had in mind. Still though, she kept pleading, even if her fake excuses did nothing. “W-We didn’t really mean all those things we were saying earlier, you know. It was j-just a joke, really. Some harmless banter between friends. We weren’t actually going to-“

Thud. Her pudgy ass hit her desk, and the mayor turned around in shock to find she had no space left to retreat to.

Uh oh… When she looked back, nervous, she came face-to-face with the zebra and his domineering grin again. He had her cornered, and she knew it. “I-Is it money you want? I’m sure the town’s supply has plenty of bits I could give you, y-you just have to ask.”

He didn’t care about all the money she could give him, he had his eyes on something plumper, curvier, more fuckable, and Mayor Mare could tell as his gaze roamed her body.

But after eying her up some more, he was tired of waiting, and decided it was time for him to have some fun. Just like his companion had, the zebra placed his hoof on the mare’s chest before she could react, and with more force behind it than the previous one, he shoved the mayor back onto the desk, putting her genitalia right in front of him.

Papers, pens, pencils, all of them went flying to make room for her as she yelped out, and when the mare was lying on her own desk, she looked forward to see him enjoying the sights of her exposed parts as his hooves held her thighs in place.

Silent and tense, Mayor Mare watched him ogle her. It was nerve-wracking, not knowing what he was going to do next, but him licking his lips should’ve been a clue to her.

Getting on his knees, the zebra came here to enjoy himself, and he planned to, first by feasting on the greatest delicacy known to zebrakind: a mare. He kept holding her by her thighs, and as he did, he swooped in and wrapped his lips around one of her nipples. They weren’t lactating, but that could change.

“Wh-What are you doing?!” Instead of scared or nervous, as she watched him get to work and enjoy himself, Mayor Mare was just confused. When the pair of them barged their way in here, she expected him to want to rough her up a little before robbing her of everything she had. But now, between her legs, he was licking, biting and sucking on her teats, sending all sorts of unwanted sensations through her as she remained confused, noises of pleasure escaping her.

Meanwhile, back over at the other two, the zebra had determined the perfect punishment for this irritating and self-entitled yet desirable mare: he was going to sit on her face.

Keeping her where she was on the floor under him, ignoring the constant complaints that she didn’t deserve such treatment and that he’d regret whatever he did to her, the zebra raised his plot high, and spun himself around to put it over her head. She’d hate this, and he’d enjoy every second of it.

“Just what do you think you’re doing now, you-?” When he turned, she looked above her, and when her eyes were met with the sight of a zebra stallion’s asscheeks positioned over her face, she couldn’t imagine anywhere else in Equestria that she wouldn’t rather be. “…You wouldn’t dare.”

Oh, but he would. With a wide grin on his muzzle, the foreign stallion lowered his rear down onto Spoiled Rich’s face, and as her muzzle was put in between his two cheeks, he laughed at the feeling of her screaming into his taint.

“MPH! MMMPH! MM-MMMPH!” Whilst he enjoyed himself up top, chuckling at putting this bitch where she deserved to be, she was having the worst time of her life underneath. All she could smell was the deep scent of zebra musk, and though it was doing things to her body that she couldn’t bear to think about, it truly did smell like he hadn’t bathed in his lifetime, and she desperately wanted to escape from under him more than she’d ever wanted anything before.

But she wasn’t done until he said she was done, and he was quite comfy up here…

Back to the mare above her own zebra having her crotchboobs devoured, she was also feeling her marehood start to moisten a little. She didn’t want it to, and it wasn’t moistening as much as the one of a certain mare being used as a seat right now, but him indulging on her breasts still felt good, and the things he was doing to her were pleasurable.

She still wanted him to stop though, and was grateful when he decided he was finished with them.

Oh thank goodness, he’s done now. But as his head moved back, and he pulled himself away from her teats, Mayor Mare spotted his eyes checking out another part of her, and her relief vanished.

He didn’t even bother to look at her in the face, not before he shoved his head between her legs again and stuck his muzzle straight into her marehood.

“AGH! Wait! N-Not there! Ngh!” Instantly, he began hungrily tonguing her pussy, sending jolts of unconsensual pleasure through her as he lapped up the juices that had accumulated there, and she could do nothing to stop him. “Ahn! Stop that! P-Please! Angh! G-Get that out of there!”

She didn’t bother trying to push him away; he’d easily be able to overpower her, and she didn’t try to wriggle out of his grip, not wanting him to get mad and maybe decide to stick something else in her marehood. So instead, Mayor Mare just had to watch and feel him eating her out, likely forcing some zebra tradition upon her or something.

But he wasn’t. There was no Zebrican tradition behind eating out the mares they claimed, he just wanted to taste her cunt, and the more he did, the more he got to.

As she writhed in his hooves from the pleasure he was forcing onto her, the mare got wetter and wetter, and as he rubbed his tongue along her walls and swirled it around her large clit, he got to taste as much pony snatch as he could ever dream of.

In very little time, the two zebras had barged their way in and filled the room with their ‘filth’. What once was a quiet and formal office was now being filled with mare-musk, and the striped pair couldn’t get enough of that arousing aroma, loving it so much that they let their zebracocks unsheath themselves, pushing out of them before they hardened and throbbed, ready to fuck some mares into motherhood.

“Ah! Fuck! S-Stop! You’re gonna make me… I’m… GAAAHHHH!” Unable to stop the zebra’s talented tongue from digging into her, the mayor of Ponyville couldn’t do anything as she came all over his face, and felt the rush of an orgasm hit her body. Her juices sprayed out of her, and the perverted zebra seemed to enjoy it, much to the mayor’s dismay. But it soon ended, and when it did, he was reminded of the unsatisfied and pulsing want between his own legs. He’d helped her get off, if only she could do the same…

Looking over to his friend who’d joined him, the one currently with a pink mare trying and failing to get him off of her, the two’s eyes met, and they nodded to each other. Wordlessly, they decided it was time to get down to business.

Before Spoiled’s zebra got off of her though, he couldn’t help but enjoy himself up here a bit more. He could feel her hot breath on his balls, and despite the struggling from underneath, his erect member throbbed when he imagined what her snobbish face looked like down there.

The point was, he liked putting the bitch in her place, making her his seat, but he looked forward to making her his cumslut more, and would soon be doing just that.

Spoiled Rich however, she wasn’t in such a happy mood, with her muzzle still trapped between the zebra’s striped asscheeks.

It was awful. All she could smell was zebra, and it disgusted her as much as it aroused her body. Plus, she was powerless to do anything about it, and was sure her colourful expletives weren’t helping her out here. As well as all that though, what she hated the most was that her nose was pressed right against his plothole, and left her feeling the filthiest she could ever feel.

She’d sell everything she owned just to get him off of her, but fortunately, she didn’t need to, because all of a sudden the weight on her face was being mercifully lifted.

He got off of her, and as a hoof still kept her in place, his gigantic, dangling zebracock was fully in view.

Spoiled didn’t seem to notice it though, she didn’t give it the slightest bit of attention, instead, her eyes were on his, and a look of pure fury was all over her face. “WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU, YOU DEGENERATE SCUM?! WHAT MAKES YOU THINK YOU HAVE ANY RIGHT TO SUBJECT ME TO THAT KIND OF… FILTH?! WHEN MY HUSBAND AND HIS LAWYERS GET THEIR HOOVES ON YOU ZEBRAS THEN...”

He stopped listening to her rant, it was just more empty threats that she’d never end up getting to go through with. In the meantime, he grabbed her hind legs, and after shoving them up to her shoulders, he mounted her in a mating press, poking her entrance with his tip.

Then, it seemed, Spoiled Rich had finally finished shouting. Now that she was in this position, with her body so vulnerable to the zebracock lined up to push into her, she finally understood how defenceless she was, and how her money wouldn’t save her here. “Get that dirty thing away from me. D-Don’t you dare do what it is you’re thinking…”

He was going to, even she knew he’d stoop so low as to rape her.

But only a couple of minutes ago, back to the others again, a zebra had just made a mare cum on him, and they were now lost in a world of their own, ignoring any yelling or bitching from Mrs Rich.

“So… Did you enjoy yourself?” Grinning, he looked up at the tan mare panting before wiping her juices off of his muzzle with the back of his hoof.

And her answer was immediate. “N-No! I didn’t, thank you!” She wasn’t lying. As pleasurable as it was, what kind of pony wanted a zebra to force himself upon her to eat her out?

With his eyes looking down on her wet hole again, he continued. “At least you’re ready for the next part then.” Before she could ask what in Equestria that meant, he rose to his hooves, getting up off the floor, and after he placed his front legs at either side of her, heavily, he dropped his massive zebracock directly between her two teats. She could feel it throbbing on her belly.

“Wh-Wh-Wh… I…” No words could escape her, not when she learnt the full extent of what this zebra was packing. Mayor Mare wanted to be raped as much as any other mare, but to be raped by a horny scumbag who had this monster between his legs?

Soon, the pleading returned, and the pony turned to desperation.

“No! Don’t! I-I’ll do anything!” She wasn’t a virgin, really, she was quite the slut, but she knew she couldn’t take that, and was willing to offer up anything to escape it. “I… Umm… T-Take some of the village’s other mares instead! Ponyville has some beautiful mares that I’m sure you would enjoy much more! I-I could even give you their addresses if you’d like!”

He didn’t take the offer. If anything, it made him want to turn this pony into his breeding bitch even more.

“W-W-Well what about when I tell the townsponies about this then? You zebras will be driven out of town!”

That one made him laugh. With a head nudge and an amused smile on his muzzle, the zebra gestured to the window, her turning and looking out of it. “Will we now?”

Outside, to put it lightly, ponies were being fucked. Just from this window, she could see lifelong friends being fucked into the ground mercilessly by zebras, and some of them were even mating with them willingly, bouncing on their cocks with stripes painted all over their bodies and cum pouring out of their holes.

When the mare saw that, she knew she was fucked.

Before she could even turn back around, she felt it, him prodding at her entrance, her lower lips kissing his fat tip as he pushed against them. And at the same time, on the floor, Spoiled Rich’s zebra was lined up with her too.

Both zebras were ready to breed, so, at the same time, they pushed into their mares.

“NNNNGGGHHHH! You’ll- UNGH! r-regret this…” Spoiled warned him yet again, but her zebra didn’t believe her.

“AAAAAAHHHHNN! Stop! I-It’s too big! It won’t- Angh! I-It won’t fit!” Mayor Mare submitted to her zebra though, and even if she still didn’t want this, she knew nothing would stop him now.

They weren’t too focused on their words though, the mares’ minds were currently trying to comprehend getting their bodies stretched to such an extent just to wrap around some hung zebra dicks. Only the mayor had caught onto the colossal package her zebra was wielding, but still, both of them couldn’t believe the two felt this big as they shoved their inches deep into them.

H-How are these disgusting perverts so h-hung?! F-Filthy was never nearly this big. These degenerate beasts don’t deserve to be so- “GAH!” Through all the stretching of their pussies, the mares could feel little pleasure, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t there.

“Ahn! S-Sweet Celestia! It’s so deep!” Both mares had taken multiple different pony stallions’ horsecocks in their lives for different reasons: the mayor because she was a slut who let any stallion who showed interest bed her, and Spoiled because of the few occasions she cheated on her husband with a more attractive stallion. But even after taking all of them pretty effortlessly, it was more than difficult getting these much bigger zebracocks shoved down their cunts, their pussy walls gripping their girth as they widened them.

Eventually though, at long last, after getting the massive, superior rods fed into them, filling up their pussies and not leaving any space untouched inside of their holes, Spoiled Rich and Mayor Mare felt the two crash against their wombs, stretching them too as the zebras hilted the entirety of their giant cocks inside of them.

With their hips hitting the pony mares’ asscheeks and their heavy balls being squished between them, the zebras revelled in the feeling of cunt clinging down on them once again. Feeling extra cocky, one of them couldn’t resist poking fun at the two mares, especially the one trapped in his mating press. “So, are you two sluts enjoying yourselves?”

The mayor didn’t answer, she just kept quietly moaning and groaning to herself as she got used to the zebracock and the magnificent feelings it was sending through her.

Spoiled Rich however had no problem making her own feelings known, even if she had trouble getting them out. “Ungh… F-Fuck you… I’m not your slut.”

He grinned down on her with an amused twinkle in his eyes. The zebra fucking the bitchy pink brat could tell she was enjoying it, he could tell his cock was doing things to her that no tiny ponycock could ever do, and he could tell just how much she hated that. “We’ll see about that.”

They pulled themselves out of the mares, roughly scraping their cocks against their inner walls and sliding themselves out of the two without warning, and when they’d done that, leaving them empty inside and filled only by their tips, the zebras didn’t hesitate to wedge their fat cocks back into the mares all over again, stretching their pussies around their cocks once more and getting the exact reaction they’d been expecting from both of them.

“UUUGGHNN!” Spoiled Rich couldn’t hold in the strained groan that was forced out of her.

“AAAANNGGH!” And alongside her, a pathetically slutty moan erupted out of her accomplice, the mayor much more appreciative of the fat zebra dong stuffed in her.

One grunted unhappily, and the other moaned whorishly, but if they thought the hung stallions would stop here, they’d be sorely mistaken.

Bringing their hips back, the zebras smacked them forward into the ponies’ pudgy asses, and when they did, their zebracocks forced their ways through the mares straight to their wombs, crashing into them as they brought cries from the two.

And then they did it all again, and again, and the breeders got to fucking their mares without a care in the world besides getting to breed these two and own them from then on.

“Ahn! Fuck! Ngh! It’s! So! Deep!” The zebra rocking in and out of her felt good, incredible even, and Mayor Mare was barely ashamed to admit it, even if she wasn’t saying it.

Of all the times she’d been fucked over this same desk by some random stallion she didn’t bother learning the name of, this dominant stud by far was the best, fucking her better than any pony stallion ever had. Though it took some time getting used to the massiveness of what he was shoving inside her, this was easily the best sex she’s ever gotten to have, and it was with some random zebra raping her.

The fact that there was no consent here didn’t stop her moaning though, nor did it make her enjoy this any less. “Ngh! Ngah! Keep going! Fuck me harder!”

“Ha! Are you really this pathetic a slut for zebracock, whore? We’ve barely even started!” Compared to how fast zebras could go, the speed he was going here, rocking his hips back and forth in and out of her, was incredibly tame. Usually creatures took longer to break to zebracock…

But not this one. “Ahn! Yes! I’m a pathetic cockslut! Go faster! Keep fucking me with that hung zebra cock of yours!” For all the fight she put up earlier, begging him not to have his way with her, the mayor sure was enjoying herself.

Her zebra couldn’t wait to see what she’d be like when he actually got to fucking her senseless instead of this warmup.

On the floor meanwhile, the mare down there wasn’t having nearly as much fun as Mayor Mare, not with the gigantic zebracock ramming down into her violently over and over again. She could barely think through the pleasure this zebra was forcing onto her, getting mated much rougher than her fellow mare was, but she still kept resisting, she’s not giving in to these lowly zebra rapists!

She’s Spoiled Rich! She’s not only a successful entrepreneur all by herself, but she’s also the matriarch of the Rich business, and the wife to the renowned Filthy Rich! She’s the head of an empire, and is above every pony and zebra that looks upon her.

But despite all that, now she’s down here, below this striped scumbag, being defiled and ploughed into the floor like she’s some common whore to please his depraved needs.

It sure felt fantastic getting defiled though, and no amount of money had ever given her the feelings that this brute was forcing upon her now, nor had any of the stallions she’d laid.

“Angh!” N-No! I’m above these- “Guh! Ahn!” I’m above these r-repulsive low-lives! They’re wrong if- “AH! F-Fuck!” If they think they can turn me into their s-s-slut!

The offer was getting more tempting by the second though, and as the zebras started speeding up even more, overwhelming the mares with an extra helping of superior zebra dick, the two victims could feel their resistance being fucked out of them, Mayor Mare having little left anyway.

On the desk, the once-prestigious and respected townspony was howling with pleasure, and as she felt the zebra oblige her slutty requests to fuck her faster, deeper, and harder with his fantastic cock, the mayor could feel her brain turning to mush with every powerful, rabid thrust into her.

He was fucking her as fast as he possibly could, and with her lying back flat on the desk, it took no time at all before she was fully broken by zebracock, begging the zebra in a very different way than before. “YES! KEEP GOING! I’LL GIVE YOU ANYTHING: MONEY, LAND, YOU CAN RAPE EVERY SINGLE FUCKING MARE IN THIS TOWN FOR ALL I CARE, JUST DON’T STOP GIVING ME YOUR FAT FUCKING ZEBRACOCK!”

She was still as terrible as before, but she belonged to the zebras now, and the one breaking her mind would put her to good use. Her first job would be to carry his foals as his newest broodmare, and after that, who knew what he’d do with her.

But before the sluttiest of the two mares could get impregnated, the more resistant one was busy being broken once and for all.

On the floor, with her back against the floorboards, her zebra’s chest pushing against hers, and her legs permanently pushed up to her shoulders, Spoiled Rich couldn’t think from all the gigantic zebra dick she was taking. She couldn’t even speak, as she was mated, all that came out were the moans of a mare being fucked silly.

And who could blame her? Atop her plump body, the zebra was keeping her in this position, and without stopping, without slowing, he kept slamming down into her pussy, ramming his unstoppable meat inside her again and again, smacking her fat ass into the floor with every eager thrust and noisily turning her pink cheeks red.

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

This position gave him the perfect opportunity to do nothing but breed her like he already owned her, and Spoiled could do nothing as her ass bounced beautifully, her teats got squished between them, and she lost her mind to zebra cock.

She couldn’t believe she’d wasted her entire life making money and fucking pathetic pony stallions when she could’ve been being bred like this instead. She didn’t need money, what could sacks of golden bits get her? All she needed was more zebracock, and if that meant being turned into their filthy, mangy, reusable whore, then maybe she’d rather give in to these virile assholes.

“Not as high and mighty now, huh pony-slut?” This bitch was the best: she had a chubby ass, fat teats that he could see were already lactating, a body made for a zebra like him to breed, and a face that looked so much prettier when she was moaning like the slut she was.

But of course, she didn’t cry out for more just yet, she was too busy sticking her tongue out and letting her eyes roll into the back of her head. The broken mare’s thoughts, however, let her true feelings be known: NGAH! BREED ME LIKE YOUR FILTHY WHORE! MATE ME AND CUM IN ME LIKE I’M SOME COMMON SLUT FOR YOU TO DISPOSE OF WHEN YOU’RE DONE! BRING ME DOWN TO YOUR LEVEL OF DEPRAVITY AND MAKE ME SERVE ZEBRAS LIKE I’M YOUR SLUTTY BROODMARE! RUIN ME!

She didn’t need to worry, he was going to ruin her, and alongside him, his fellow zebra was going to do the same to his own mare. They were about to pump the two full of striped foals, and once that was done, they’d be zebra property, never having to think about pony stallions or their inferior horsecocks ever again.

Building up in their massive members as they somehow got even faster, wrecking the mares’ pussies even more with their harsh, brutal, and determinedly savage pounds, soon, the studs were ready to blow, and held nothing back. “Ngh! I’m gonna cum! Beg for it, whore!”

The mayor’s entire body shook with every thrust, but despite her senses being overwhelmed every time the zebra madly bucked into her, she still heard him, and didn’t hesitate to follow his command. “AGH! PLEASE! FINISH INSIDE OF ME! GIVE ME YOUR CUM! OWN MY WOMB AND FILL IT WITH YOUR ZEBRA FOALS! NGAH! NEVER STOP GIVING ME ZEBRACOCK!”

On her desperate words, the time arrived, and both zebras felt their climaxes hit them.

They bucked into their mares one last time, and on burying themselves as deep as they could go, squishing the sluts’ chubby asses as they shoved hungrily into them, gooey, white zebra seed exploded out of their tips, and directly into the pair’s wombs they began filling them up as their cocks pumped out more and more to stuff these two full of zebra spunk.

“NGAAAAAHHHHHH!” If Mayor Mare could think a single coherent thought now, she wouldn’t believe how lucky she was to get to become a zebra’s mate, to serve him and carry his foals inside of her. As load after load filled her though, flooding her womb, gushing out of her, and creating a pool on her desk before it poured down onto the floor, she was only thinking about the indescribable feeling of her orgasm crashing down on her, as well as the euphoria of getting every inch of her pussy’s insides getting painted with cum.

“GUUUUUUUUHHHHH!” And on the floor, Spoiled Rich was cumming her brains out too. She’d never felt anything like getting so much seed dumped into her. It flooded her womb, drowned the rest of her pussy too, overflowed out of her, and when he just kept cumming inside of her, she felt it running down her asscrack and travelling over her ponut to create a pool on the floor beneath her. She already felt pregnant, and she was going to feel even more pregnant in the months to come. Spoiled, the upper-class businessmare, was going to be carrying the foals of this hung, virile zebra stud that only hours ago she’d been looking down on…

Somehow, she didn’t mind that, nor did the other equally pregnant slave in the room.

When the zebras stopped ejaculating in them, and had finally run out of splooge to stuff them with, it all came to an end for them, and they came down from their incredible, powerful orgasms satisfied, for now.

The mares needed a little bit more time to rest though. It wasn’t easy being transformed into a zebra-loving cocksleeve, and they understood that just as much as every other slave in Equestria did.

For a while, the room was quiet, the only sounds in it being from four sweaty equines panting. The room stunk too. This room didn’t stink that often, only when the mayor had special one-on-one meetings with her stallion ‘visitors’, and even then it didn’t reek of sex nearly this much, but from now on it was going to start smelling like this a lot more often, and nopony could do anything about it.

Soon, after recovering their energy much quicker than their pony partners, the zebras began pulling out, and considering they were starting to go flaccid inside of the two, not anticipating any more rounds with them, it wasn’t difficult.

Smoothly, they slipped their cocks out of the cum-filled caverns. One of them slapped his cock back onto Mayor Mare’s crotchtits, letting his jizz sink into the fur of her breasts and her belly. Meanwhile, the other just let his dangle over Spoiled’s exhausted body, dripping seed down onto her and letting it sink into her own teats and belly too.

Feeling his meat return back into its sheath and he watched the town’s former mayor pant, her new master dropped the crucial question, addressing it to both of the resting slaves. “So, do you two sluts wanna get striped? Turned into permanent and official zebra broodmares?”

The reaction from his mare was instant. “Y-Yes! Please… Make me your mare!”

The MILF on the floor however didn’t respond, encouraging her own owner to put his hoof on her cheek, making her look him in the eye “Whaddya say, slut? Wanna spend the rest of your life as my striped slave?”

It appeared she heard the question that time, and even if her answer was tired and laboured to get out, there was still a desperation behind it. “Please… I need it… Make me a slave…”

After having her under him for so long, he dismounted the mare that was a husk of her former self, half heading to the door before looking back on her defeated figure. “Come on then. If you behave I might even consider giving you a reward and pumping that fat asshole of yours full too!”

Her pussy gaped, her limbs ached, and she was covered in sweat, zebra cum, and her own cum. Yet still, Spoiled Rich got up, and as her pussy leaked out the cum he’d so generously filled her with, she headed over to him, looking forward to her new life under zebra ownership alongside ‘Mayor’ Mare.

Elsewhere, at the same time, in some back alley between two random Ponyville houses, the mood wasn’t nearly as blissfully happy as it was for the mares in the mayor’s office.

Nope, back here, panting, Spike the dragon was instead stressing his little head off, leaning back against a wall as he tried oh so hard to process all he’d just seen.

It had been hours since Twilight left for Canterlot, letting it slip that Rarity was in trouble, and determined to protect her, Spike left the castle to help. Twilight had said to stay in the castle, but he needed to do this. His dragon’s honour demanded he must, and he’d only be protected her until Twilight came back for her anyway.

But when he exited the castle, and made his was down Ponyville’s streets, nothing could have prepared Spike for what he’d see next.

Here and there, mares were being bred publicly, and the more time he spent outside, the more mares he was seeing get fucked into obedient cock-slaves. These were mares he’d spent so much time with now, ponies that he’d grown to know over their years in this welcoming town, and now they were getting fucked senseless before his very eyes.

Spike didn’t know what to do, so he ran.

He didn’t know what was going on, and couldn’t begin to understand why this was happening, so here, in this back alley, he hid, having ran away from it all.

For a while, all Spike could do was panic, trying to make sense of everything and suddenly realising why Twilight was as panicked as she was earlier. But eventually, after he’d calmed down and come to his senses, something changed.

Wait, what about Rarity? Only here, in the quiet of this alley, with the mares’ moaning being off in the distance did it occur to him. He’d come out here originally to protect Rarity, Twilight mentioned something about her before she’d zoomed off, had she been turned into another one of those striped slaves? Would she be if he didn’t save her?

The chances were slim, but he needed to help her. If he could prevent her from being put through what those other mares he’d already seen had gone through, then he would.

With fire in his eyes and his belly, the dragon set off, sneaking around in case any zebras suddenly noticed a dragon among them and deemed him a threat.

Making his way through the town through its back alleys and its shadowy areas as sneakily as he could, Spike couldn’t keep his eyes off of the debauchery around him. Since he’d gone into that alley, it seemed only more and more mares were getting fucked, getting bred, and then getting covered with those stripes that he was sure Rarity would call ghastly.

It felt like it was happening everywhere he went, but doing his best to ignore it, Spike cut through the park, moving from bush to bush and slowly inching himself towards Rarity’s.

So far, everything was going surprisingly well for the dragon; he could be competent when he needed to. However, when he reached one bush and peeped out of it to make sure the coast was clear, he froze dead in his tracks. He thought he’d seen it all, yet what he was watching was more than he ever could have imagined seeing.

On a bench, two zebras were on each side of a mare, thrusting away happily into her, and in the middle, being spitroasted between the two, Fluttershy was happily taking it, looking like being in the middle of them was the purest of bliss.

Covering her were those same stripes that covered most other mares he’d seen, but like the other mares, she was also wearing more than just the stripes painted onto her. She was wearing many earrings for one, but alongside them there was also bracelets, neck-rings, and underneath her, on both of her humongous melons, piercings were attached to her lovely pink nipples, bouncing every time her body was attacked from both sides.

In the bush, Spike felt himself get horny at the sight. He felt his dragoncock wanting to escape his slit, trying to slip out from the arousing sight of the plump mare getting her throat fucked and her colossal ass pounded, but he resisted it.

Though it took a lot of effort - and him looking away from the shameless public display - Spike kept himself contained. Now wasn’t the time to get horny and now definitely wasn’t the time to masturbate, no matter how hot it was watching her giant ass jiggle with each powerful slam into it.

Of all mares though, Fluttershy… She was the last one he’d have expected to see sluttily taking two zebras at once and joyously moaning around their cocks as they mated her, yet here she was, cum leaking out of her marehood as it was used.

That was probably why it shocked him so much, that the usually most timid mare he knew had also given into those zebras, but he couldn’t think on it for long, otherwise… They’ve already gotten Fluttershy… They could’ve definitely gotten Rarity too…

He shook his head to clear away the thought. No! He wouldn’t think that way. If Rarity needed saving, then he’d save her, but if she didn’t…

Well, he didn’t know what he’d do, but he was going to find out soon.

Trekking the rest of the way to the Carousel Boutique, leaving the park and sneaking his way through the town, it wasn’t long before he reached his destination. In another alley, he approached Rarity’s house, and he realised she could have been anywhere in all of Ponyville by now, but fortunately for him, she was there, and he got the perfect vantage point to see what was going on.

Spike didn’t know what he was expecting when he finally found Rarity. In his mind, there was some childish fantasy, one of zebras surrounding her with evil grins on their faces and Rarity calling out for somepony to save her with a hoof raised to her forehead, letting him step in and save the day. But that wasn’t realistic, and it certainly wasn’t what he was seeing here.

Not even on a bench like Fluttershy was, Rarity and her zebra were on the floor, and as he sat back with his hooves on her fat flank, eagerly, she bounced on his lap, riding his cock and crying out without a shred of dignity. “Ah! Ngha! Yes! So big! I love it! I love you, Master! Ahhn!” She was striped, she was wearing zebra jewellery and she had zebra piercings.

To see her like this brought up so many emotions in Spike. Anger at those zebras for taking his mare, sorrow at seeing what she’d been turned into, heartbreak at seeing the mare he loved proclaim her love to another, and finally, lust, because even though she was covered in stripes and gold, he couldn’t help but notice how well it suited her, really showing off her body’s curviness, bounciness, and perfect plumpness.

He couldn’t hold back his erection, it springing up out of him, but he didn’t try to hold it back; his mind was elsewhere.

Sh-She was supposed to be mine… We were supposed to fall in love and get married and have our first kiss together… They were unrealistic dreams, to hope that she’d be interested in a teenage dragon many years younger than herself, but they were still his dreams, and he’d wanted to share them with her.

And now those dreams were crumbling before his very eyes, them being destroyed as Rarity’s lips crashed into the zebra's and Spike watched them sloppily make out.

Watching them go at it, over time, the sadness, the grief, the tragedy of seeing his crush made into a whore, they eventually faded…

And all Spike could feel was rage.

Red filled his vision, and rather than thinking, he just acted on emotion. It was a stupid thing to do, but he couldn’t care less at this point.

Fuelled by his jealous fury, without thinking, the dragon stomped out of his hiding space in the dark alley, and in the open, with the sun shining down on him, he made himself known, screaming at the top of his lungs.

“HEY! GET OFF OF HER!” With Spike attracting his target’s attention, the zebra’s emotions snapped from lustful, horny and pleased to confused in an instant.

He’d just been fucking his mare, happily enjoying her as he prepared to dump yet another batch of cum inside her, when out of nowhere, this tiny, angry and erect dragon comes storming up to him.

On his lap, he stopped his slut from bouncing, and as he looked around, he noticed he wasn’t the only one gaining Spike’s attention, multiple other zebras turning and - upon seeing the aggravated dragon - heading over to help.

Then, finally, there was also Rarity. She’d heard the yell off to her side, but didn’t care, why would she? When her zebra master halted their lovemaking however, then and only then did she decide the distraction was worth her time. And the new arrival caught her off-guard. “…S-Spikey?”

The zebra Spike was focused on though wasn’t sure what to do. They didn’t know what this dragon could do, they didn’t even know if this variety of them breathed fire, so he figured he should try finding that out, him and the unhappy mare atop him wanting to go back to what they were doing. “Or else what?”

Thinking so little Twilight would be disappointed in him, Spike belted out a blast of green fire, a warning, one that he made sure didn’t get close enough to them to hurt Rarity. “OR ELSE I’LL BURN YOU TO A CRISP! GET OFF OF HER!”

This had gone on long enough. Spike often could be a nuisance, but to stop her and her true love from delectably indulging in one another? Making her voice as serious as she could with a zebracock still stuffed up her cunt, Rarity spoke up, clearly annoyed at the tiny dragon before them. “Spike, just what do you think you’re doing?”

It was as if he’d forgotten she was there. Instantly, Spike’s head snapped to Rarity, and he looked her in the eyes as his fury dwindled. “Wha-? Rarity, I’m saving you.” The hostility was gone, and Rarity’s zebra almost laughed at how the fearsome dragon suddenly turned submissive.

“No you’re not.” Rarity didn’t find this nearly as funny though, and didn’t hesitate making her soured mood known. “I don’t want you saving me, Spike. I’ve already found my stud in shining armour!” The dragon watched in terror as she turned back to her zebra lover, with a lovestruck glint in her half-lidded eyes and a seductive need for him in her voice. “Now keep taking what’s yours, Master! Breed me and make me your slutty broodmare all over again!”

Carelessly, she went back to ignoring him, soon forgetting that Spike was still stood there.

And Rarity’s master saw the warning, but now knew the dragon wouldn’t hurt the mare, so cockily, he got her back to bouncing on him, the tiny lizard watching on, at a loss as her fat ass kept noisily striking his thighs. “Ah! Yes! Thank you, Master! I love you! I love zebracock!”

The pair of lovers got to loving again, and Spike couldn’t look away from it. It was only when he noticed the zebras out of the corner of his eye did the dragon turn to face them, seeing the group surrounding him in a circle.

They sensed the danger he could bring. They’d have to take care of this quick.

“I… B-B…” Meanwhile, back to Spike, he had no idea what to do now. He’d failed, and now he had less of a plan than he stormed over here with. So, seeing no other option, he returned back to his rage, and faced the other striped monsters head-on. “GET AWAY FROM ME! I’M NOT LEAVING WITHOUT RARITY!” Keeping them back, he kept firing his hottest blasts at the zebras in a circle around him, and they had to retreat every time he did, but they’d surrounded him entirely, and soon enough, one of them saw an opening and took it.

When the dragon turned his back, using his powerful muscles, one of the zebras dashed forward, and before their problem could react fast enough to shoot more fire at him, he turned around, and bucked into the dragon’s head hard.

And then, for Spike, everything went black.

The little guy was sent flying, knocked back as he was knocked out, and the zebras watched him tumble about before coming to a stop.

“Queen Domina’s gonna wanna know about this.” One chirped in, and so a conversation began.

“One of us should take him to her then. Keeping him around here is the last thing we want with all these straw houses.”

Grimacing to themselves, they looked up far into the distance, seeing the distance they’d have to travel to get there. That was over half-a-day’s worth of travelling, and none of them were up for that.

“I’m not going, I’ve got more mares to breed.”

“Same.”

“My herd’s only got two mares so far.”

All of them voiced their agreement, and then, their heads turned to the one of them still on the floor, the gorgeous mare back to bouncing joyously on his cock. “Hey! I’m not doing it! The only mare I’ve gotten in my herd is this one!”

“You’re the one he was mad at though.”

“And don’t pretend like you haven’t already gotten lucky enough getting to make that hot slut yours.”

“I’ll do it if you trade me that mare for it.”

“…No, I’ll go.” Not only was he outvoted, but he was the one fucking the mare this dragon apparently liked, and he didn’t plan on giving her up anytime soon, especially not when she had his foals in her.

So, having a long trip to make, the zebra got his mare off of him, her clearly wanting more and him wanting the same just as bad. Maybe along the way they could have a couple quickies, he was sure Domina wouldn’t mind.

Author's Note

Like usual, this fic has been proofread and improved by the incredibly helpful work of the talented Pillowfight! Not only does he help me correct all my spelling and grammar mistakes, but he also provides a couple ideas for improvements to the chapter that are always great.

If you can, check out his stuff too! If you like my kinky shit then I'm sure you'll enjoy his smut too!

Anyway, back to our regularly scheduled rambling at the end of a chapter, THERE’S ALREADY BEEN A RED-EYED, BIG DICKED FUTA ZEBRA QUEEN AND NOBODY TOLD ME?!
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I didn’t imagine Domina like this; her hair is a bit more like Zecoras, she’s bigger than Luna but smaller than Celestia, and she doesn’t have lips like that (plus she isn’t anthro in this story), but that coincidence is still baffling me!

Part 1: The Derpy Chapter

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.

Part 2: A Harsh Message

Part 2: Zequestria

Up high, sat atop her throne in her castle, Queen Domina sat, looking as powerful and commanding as only she could. Her muscle rippled, her face was both calm and showing a cocky pride behind, and of course, two colossal testes sat between her spread legs in all their glory, underneath the sheath of sheaths.

She was the queen, she was the ruler, and her dominance left no question for that.

Beside her, her two sluts sat. With stripes all over them, blissfully happy smiles on their faces, rings like collars around their necks, and an abundance of other jewelleries adorning them. They were beside the throne, and sitting in pools of unsatisfied need for their master.

They looked like pets, and they were.

Filling the rest of the hall, other zebras were sparsely stood, holding spears and wearing armour too small for them. They served little purpose, but they’d be rewarded for giving their powerful monarch extra protection, so stood loyally.

It was with the room like this, that a zebra opened the door, here to see Domina.

She’d been dealing with all sorts of affairs today like a queen should, dealing with zebras arguing over which got to breed the mare they both wanted and discussing how plans would be commenced from here on, but this wasn’t about that. This zebra brought good news, and as he walked up to the throne, he bowed before speaking.

“Your majesty, we have a group of zebras here. They say they have something that you’ll want to see.”

That enticed her. She had just been about to use one of her slutty toys for the first time today, having had plenty of fun with them both last night, but that could wait. She was curious now. “Send them in.”

He nodded and fetched them. After he left, the grand doors opened up, and in walked four zebra stallions and five pony mares, one of her own carrying a collection of odd devices on his back. The pony-sluts were all leaking both their own and the zebras’ juices down onto her royal carpet, but she didn’t care. That thing was already covered in that sort of stuff by now.

When they reached her, these zebra bowed too, the one carrying equipment carefully having the stuff taken off of him before he bowed.

The frontmost one spoke up, leading the group. “Queen Domina, we have something to show you that we’re sure will interest you.”

“So I’ve heard. Don’t delay. Tell me what you’ve found.” She wanted to get this over with so she could get to using her mares already, though maybe she didn’t have to wait until this was over to do that…

“It is this.” He gestured to the foreign items. “Used properly, these are broadcasting devices that the ponies used. We brought them here from Manehattan, from what was apparently the only station for broadcasting in all of Equestria.”

As he spoke, Domina’s thin patience ran out, and when he’d finished speaking, she turned to her slaves, fancying using the blue one. “Hey, slut.”

Both Luna and Celestia turned to her eagerly, but her eyes were only on Luna, and she answered. “Yes, Master?”

Under the eyes of every equine in the room, she summoned up all her virility and sheath control to force her zebracock out into the open, presenting to all of them the biggest, fattest, most incredible cock in Equestria and beyond. And with it hardened and throbbing, she sat back and turned away from her sluts. “Suck.”

Former Princess Luna was happy to. Joyously, she trotted over to her queen and rest her chest on her thigh. There, she put her lips all the way up to her magnificently girthy tip, and began pushing down, feeding the gigantic rod down into the warm, snug confines of her throat.

And appreciative, Domina hummed in pleasure as the blowjob began. It wasn’t long before her face returned to cocky stoicism though, and looked back down on her disciples. “Now, what exactly do these ‘broadcasting devices’ do?”

Snapping his eyes away from the lewd sight bobbing up and down before him, the stallion immediately snapped back to what he’d been saying. “Oh, well, they’re akin to using a scrying potion in a cauldron. We point this ‘camera’ at something, and once we press record, it can then be played over all the ponies’ ‘screens’, constant images displayed all around this empire.”

If what she was hearing was right, this was perfect. A convenient way to get the message out to every last pony that still resisted their rule.

“And, your majesty?” The zebra at the front asked almost hesitantly, but she couldn’t help but notice that his own zebracock was out in the open, as well as every other member of his team’s. “May we…?” He gestured to the mares with them. They’d obviously gotten aroused at watching her own slut work, and she had no problem with them relieving themselves here too.

“Of course. Do what you must.” On her words, the zebras turned to their mares, and only seconds later, the sluts were worshipping them. Some sucked, some did a variety of other things to please their new masters, but the one at the front settled with getting his balls cleaned as his own mare held his rear in her hooves. With their wants satiated, Queen Domina spoke up again. “And these devices, you know how to use them?”

“Yes, your majesty. We were taught all about how to.”

“Taught? By whom?”

With a grin, he nodded to the mare behind him, the one lost in noisily slurping up every last drop of sweat off of his fat testes. “They were more than happy to share their knowledge after some ‘convincing’.”

Up above them, she thought about it, fortunately not distracted by the head desperately bobbing up and down her length, deep-throating all of it as she’d been forcefully taught to these last couple days. And soon, she came to her decision, a plan formed perfectly in her mind. “Could you put what is being shown on every screen in this land? With them able to hear what I say?”

One of them picked up what they now knew was a ‘laptop’, and with them all turning to him, he answered with an “It shouldn’t be too hard.”

“Good.” She knew just what she wanted to say, and let the cunning grin grow on her face, “Then get the equipment ready. I want every pony in my empire to see this!”

Few other zebras would ever be allowed up onto the pedestal that Domina’s new throne sat atop, but these zebras got to experience that honour, ready to shoot the broadcast that’d be remembered for centuries to come.

From the big screens up in Manehattan to the televisions in windows and ponies’ houses, they all displayed something different. Whether it was some girly cartoons, advertisements for things like mane shampoo, or even whatever sports event was going on at the moment, they were all showing a variety of things.

That would soon change though.

All across Equestria, the channels changed, an ‘emergency broadcast’ apparently happening that caught the attention of every pony near a screen. Most ponies knew about the zebras by now, but after this, hopefully every one of them would understand their new place in zebra society.

It was true that many places in Equestria didn’t have any screens in them at all. Ponyville, Appleloosa and Sire’s Hollow to name a few, along with countless other homes situated far from towns where ponies would be kept from any knowledge of the zebra invasion at all. But soon all of them would learn one way or another, whether that was through gossip, watching zebras claim the ponies around them, or being bred themselves.

Regardless, back to every screen in Equestria, it wasn’t long before they changed again, and cut from the emergency broadcast messages they were on. Most ponies (the ones who didn’t watch Celestia and Luna beg for zebracock not long ago) expected it to display their princesses warning them about the zebra infestation, but it didn’t, instead it cut to a live video of Queen Domina herself, and she was displayed in all her glory all across Equestria. It wasn’t just her though.

Countless ponies gasped on seeing it, and many others fainted, because whilst she was sat back on her newly claimed throne, looking smugly at the camera, on each of her thighs the newly claimed former monarchs were lying, and with both’s front hooves resting on her legs, they gave her colossal cock a tongue-bath. Even if they knew their ponies were watching, they wouldn’t have cared.

The zebra ruler let the sight sink in first. Seeing their former princesses now not only dethroned, but subdued, covered in stripes, and worshipping this mare’s ridiculously huge shaft… It was shocking, to say the least, the once regal Royal Sisters reduced to cumsluts.

Celestia had been looking over them for millennia! But now here she was, with a big, golden nose-ring and a newfound need for cock.

In jaw-dropped bafflement at what they were seeing, Equestria’s ponies were on the edges of their seats as the large, dick-having zebra mare spoke to them, her voice deep and commanding.

“Greetings, mares and stallions of these lands. You do not know me, but you will learn to. I am Queen Domina of the zebras, and as you all live in what is now my kingdom, I am your new queen.” She spoke with power, confidence, and as her two alicorn sluts showed their love of her dong, her dominance was displayed in full effect. ”For a time, you have enjoyed your frivolous, meaningless lives under the rule of these two here… But those days are over. These lands belong to zebras, and now, so do you.”

The message was clear: whether they liked it or not, all ponies were now under zebra rule, and there was nothing they could do about it.

But their new queen wasn’t finished. ”You needn’t worry however, as you will be given purpose in your newfound lives as our slaves. Just as these two here have learnt their place, all pony mares will soon learn the same joy and embrace your roles as our cumdumps and broodmares. As for the stallions, you will stand to one side, and if you’d like, you may even watch as we claim everything that was once yours: your property, your mares, and when they reach the proper age, your fillies too.”

All that stopped ponies from going into a panic were the zebras everywhere, as well as the need to hear what came next were.

This was it? Two days ago they’d been happily going about their lives, and now apparently their princesses were defeated, their kingdom was conquered and their lives were going to be spent as either breeding stock or helpless cucks?

What were they supposed to do now?

”There’s no point in resisting. Your princesses couldn’t stop us, and neither can you. Welcome to your new lives, and welcome to Zequestria.” The footage should’ve ended there, Domina clearly thought it had, but it hadn’t. ”Alright now, whore. Hop on and show your queen your loyalty.”

“Yes, Maste-“ The last the ponies saw of their sun-themed princess was her giant, striped asscheeks, and her mounting the lap of the hung zebra queen, pressing her pathetically wet pussy lips to her tip and preparing to slide down her oversized pole as the footage cut off.

“Yes, Maste-“ The loud voice echoed across the silence of Manehattan, Celestia’s begging marehood being shown to only the hundreds there. Mares stopped, stallions stopped, wagons stopped, and even the zebras stopped to smile up at their virile and triumphant ruler on the big screens. And then, when it ended, and they changed back to whatever trivial nonsense they had been displaying, the ponies were basked in the terror of what they’d just seen, and as they all were frozen in place, the zebras kept moving around, searching for more mares they liked the look of to add to their herds.

In a much smaller place, a living room in fact, silence reigned there too as Night Light stared at the screen. He’d spent the night sleeping down here, this house no longer his but the zebra upstairs ‘generously’ letting him stay here for now.

After the striped homewrecker was finished with the mare who had once been his loving wife, they went to bed together, snuggled up cosily in each other’s warmth as Night had to trudge down here. When they rose though, of course the two had to have one more round with each other, and in an attempt to drown it out, he’d turned on the television.

That went well…

In another place, miles and miles from Manehattan and Canterlot, in a place no zebras had ventured yet, a family sat together in their own living room, this one inside of a castle.

Together, Princess Cadence and Prince Shining Armor had been watching the sports, with Flurry Heart mindlessly playing on her mother’s lap. The atmosphere was cosy, sweet, filled with a tender familial warmth…

And then, when the channels changed, their pleased smiles turned into shocked horror.

Celestia, Cadence’s mentor and mother-figure, was defeated, turned into a husk of what she once was and now a broken toy and broodmare for a zebra queen that appeared out of nowhere. They cared about Luna too obviously, but Celestia’s fate hit them the hardest, and the husband and wife didn’t even know how to react to seeing… that!

So, like the rest of Equestria, they sat with their jaws dropped, trying desperately to comprehend what the fuck just happened as Flurry continued babbling obliviously.

And then, the channel changed back to sports.

The one-of-a-kind broadcast ended, but even though it was over, every pony in the arena still stared up frozen.

This was in the Fillydelphia arena, and before that happened, the Foalympics had just been under way. It wasn’t as popular an event as the Equestria Games, but still brought in plenty of spectators, spectators who just had to experience getting flashed by Celestia big, wet cunt up on the big screens.

The audience, the athletes, even the stallion commentating on the event didn’t know how to respond to it, something he made clear as he held the microphone to his muzzle. ”I… Um…” The screens were back up, the cameras were back on showing the event to Equestria, yet it was stood at a standstill, and it wasn’t until he got a message through his earpiece then did the event finally start moving again. ”It… It appears we’re going to go into an early break. Uhh… S-Stay tuned?“

That caused all the ponies there to start moving again, talking and freaking out over what just happened in so many different ways about so many different things.

“That had to be fake, right?”

“I don’t wanna be a slave!”

“What’s she done to the princesses?”

“What about Princesses Twilight and Cadence? Where are they?!”

“Why was that zebra so…?”

“And she said they wanted our fillies too! I don’t want my little filly growing up to be… that!”

The games would go on, but nopony was focusing much on them anymore, not even the competitors. Everypony was too busy panicking, many even leaving the stadium to go elsewhere, and in the chaos of it all, one of the judges trotted away with a sour mood, leaving for her dressing room and unaware of the two pairs of eyes on her backside as she left.

In the hectic mess of what was supposed to be the Foalympics, unnoticed by the colossal crowd of clamouring ponies, a pair of their recent conquerors had made their way into one of the hallways connected to the main field, and from this vantage point, they’d been watching everything.

Sports events like these weren’t foreign to them, but rather than enjoying how far a mare could toss a discus, they just enjoyed the eye-candy, and had planned on claiming a mare before it happened.

The interruption of Queen Domina had been unexpected, but not an unwelcome surprise to the two zebras yet to be found. After all, now that crowds were dispersing to either leave or make use of the given break, they now had the chance to strike, and were thankful to their queen as they eyed up mares from their cover.

One wore saddlebags on his back, them filled with all the striping equipment he’d need to decorate multiple mares away from a tent. Both wore some traditional rings and earrings on their bodies, but besides the zebra decorations, the other was nude. Both of them didn’t know which mares to decorate too though.

Hmm… They scanned the field and even the audience, searching for a potential slut to have fun with, and many looked like they’d be fun to keep. Some of the athletic mares drew their attention the most, with curvy yet toned bodies and sweat glistening off of their round asses. But they never settled on one they wanted, not until one of the judges went to slip away down a separate hallway, and one of the zebras instantly knew he wanted her. “Hey, I want that browny-orange bitch over there. You wanna join?”

His friend turned and saw her. She’d been pretty hard to miss so far, with a permanent scowl constantly across her muzzle, but she was pretty hot, and as she was leaving, her fat flank bouncing away behind her, both ogled it, just as both lusted after having a turn with those pudgy cheeks.

He’d made up his mind long ago. “As long as I get her other hole.”

“Deal!” It wasn’t a tough choice. Though they’d seen a couple more conventionally attractive mares around the arena, this mare’s ass was easily fat enough for them, add that to how uptight they’d seen her acting and they were determined to make her squeal like a pig for them.

So, slipping down hallways, they made their way to her.

“Ugh! It just has to be one thing after another, doesn’t it?” Sauntering to her room, Ms Harshwhinny wasn’t in the best of moods as she grumbled to herself.

But then again, she was never in a good mood.

“First this whole event, and now…? Tsk!” She didn’t even want to be here in the first place. For context, she was a sports inspector, with her job to analyse and essentially interrogate the athletes that wanted to compete, and she was damn good at it! But no, for some reason the prissy pencil-pushers of this event already had an inspector, and wanted her to join them as a judge. “This whole thing was doomed from the start.”

And then the event was interrupted by someponies taking over the screens, as if just being here wasn’t hard enough! She hadn’t really been paying attention to what exactly was being said in the interruption, too annoyed that the day was being interrupted in the first place, but whatever it was, she was sure everypony was overreacting.

Surely the event didn’t need postponing because of it.

It didn’t matter, because either way, she planned on going back to her dressing room and trying to relax before she was needed again sometime soon.

That’s what she planned anyway, so it was a shame that the two zebras trailing behind her had some very different ideas on what she could do to ‘relax’.

The entire short trip was filled with her grumpy groaning and them keeping their distance ogling her asscheeks. On occasion, the zebras did pass by ponies who saw them, but they just remained thankful that their slut-to-be ignored the panicked fleeing behind her when that happened.

After little time had passed, the room was reached, and Harshwhinny didn’t hesitate to slip the key out of a pocket on her jacket and canter inside.

The room was modest, but nice, a spacious place with some drawers, a desk with a well-lit mirror, and even a couch for her to rest her rump on. That’s what she wanted to do, so on entering, she turned to lock the door behind her, but couldn’t.

The door wouldn’t shut fully. Why? Because a zebra’s hoof was jammed in the doorway.

What now? Not hiding her moodiness like usual, the mare opened the door, glaring eyes spotting the two zebras stood on the other side of it. “Can I help you?”

Her voice held so much malice, so much irritation. They couldn’t wait to break her. With a smile, the zebra wanting to make her his took the lead. “Actually yes, you can.” Before she could ask how, desperately wanting to get this over with, the two barged their way in, pushing her further into the room and kicking the door shut behind them.

Ms Harshwhinny didn’t put up a fight, but she resisted verbally, and as she was shoved back she did what she did best: complain. “No! You can’t-! I swear to Celestia, you’re not allowed to just barge your way in here!” As her future master took her head on, the other went around the back of her, but her eyes weren’t on him ogling her ass, they were trying to drill a hole into the zebra in front of her. “Do I need to call security to come sort you two out?”

Cockily and condescending, he looked down on her, a wide grin on his face. He didn’t say anything however, he let his actions speak for themselves as his eyes roamed her body.

And seeing this, Harshwhinny sighed the most frustrated sigh they’d ever heard, putting her hoof to her head. “If you hadn’t figured it out yet, I’m not currently in the best of moods, and I don’t have the patience to deal with the likes of you two. So leave.” If she’d actually bothered listening to the emergency broadcast earlier, the mare would’ve understood just how dire a situation she was currently in. She hadn’t listened though, so she was clueless, and had no idea just how fucked she was, both literally and metaphorically.

“We’ll leave if you’d like, but there’s a small something we want to do before we go.”

“Oh, and what’s that?” She didn’t want to have to deal with these annoyances now and wanted them out, but she’d play along a little if she had to, letting the one in front of her move close to her ear before he spoke.

“We wanna fuck that fat ass of yours, put some striped foals in you and turn you into a pathetic zebra-loving cumslut, broodmare and slave.”

When he moved away, having made his wants clear, Harshwhinny was left with a look of utter disgust on her face. It took a moment to fully take in what the fuck he’d just said to her, but when she did- “Wha-? I-? What in Celestia’s name did you just say to me?!”

She retreated backwards, not in fear, but from pure shock of what he’d dared say into her ear. Did they take her for a slut? She was the furthest thing from it. Sex was hardly worth her time, and she couldn’t think of anything less professional!

Backing her ass up though, it seemed Harshwhinny had forgotten about the zebra behind her. She didn’t bump her rear into him, but on seeing her big, fuckable ass there for the taking, he couldn’t resist moving his hoof to lift up her tail, ogling the big, brown genitalia she had hidden back there.

“Gah!” Jumping at suddenly feeling so… exposed, the mare leaped away to put them both in sight, furious. “H-How dare you both?! To come into MY dressing room and… and VIOLATE me?!” To not only make her hear the filth that that one had to say, but also to forcefully sneak a peek at her genitalia? These zebras were the worst, and she wanted them gone. “Out. Now. The both of you. I never want to have to hear from either of you two delinquents again after this.”

Standing with her chest puffed and her eyes closed, she waited for the sound of hoofsteps towards the door, hoping these nuisances would take their pervertedness with them.

“Me? With a zebra? Please. What kind of whore do you take me for?” She made a mocking retort, but still heard nothing from the two.

And in front of her, they were looking at each other trying to figure out if she was being serious or not. But she clearly was, so looking back at their fat-assed target, the one who thought she had way more authority here than she did, the zebras finally did what she wanted and started moving… towards her.

Harshwhinny heard them getting closer, sneaking an eye open with a frown on her face. On seeing them, the mare spotted the two approaching her whilst hungrily leering her, like they were predators and she was some juicy piece of meat.

Somehow shocked by this, she backed up some more, less sure this would end how she wanted it to, and as they trapped her, Harshwhinny’s arrogant, professional attitude was starting to crack, her worry rising. “…Whatever you two are thinking I suggest you stop thinking it. They’ll be wanting me back out there soon, you know.”

“They can wait.” The two didn’t stop, not when her leg hit the dressing room’s couch and not when they moved right up to her, their muzzles inches apart. “We’ll just tell them you’re busy judging whose zebracock can fit further up your slutty holes.” Instead of pushing her back onto the sofa, when the zebras got close enough to get their hooves on her, they just looked at each other. It was like they were communicating telepathically, because after a few silent head nudges, they acted.

One zebra circled her, the mare keeping a close eye on him, but instead of pouncing on her, he dropped his ass down onto the room’s couch, spreading to present his junk.

With one behind her, and the other showing off his admittedly impressive sheath, Harshwhinny looked back and forth she looked up at her captors with spite, arrogance, and a tinge of fear.

And she was right to be fearful.

“Guh!” Out of nowhere, a strong zebra hoof met one of her cheeks, and shoved her forward harshly, tripping the esteemed mare up, forcing her to her knees, and making her face get shoved into the crotch of a zebra barely keeping himself contained.

From between his thighs, not allowed to get back up, she kept resisting, her voice full of venom. “You wouldn’t do this, you brutes. Don’t you know who I am?”

They didn’t know, they didn’t care. “You’re my future broodmare, that’s all that matters.”

Glancing at his partner in crime, the zebra gave no warning before his hoof grabbed the back of her head and kept it pressed against his stinking sheath and gigantic testes. She was forced to take in the pungent stench that sent traitorous feelings down to her marehood. And with her wide-eyed and repulsed, he released themselves in front of her, and pushed himself out.

Slowly, lewdly, the half-erect meat slid out floppily, only for it to smack against her face. She tried to get it off of her, like just the feeling of his cock’s hot, leathery skin burned her, but she was made to feel it unsheathing until it had dropped an already impressive length and dangled between his legs. Then, when fully displayed, it began to harden. With the colossal fuckstick out in the open, blood pulsed through it until the rod was as hot, thick, veiny and musky as the one belonging to the other zebra, towering over the onlooking mare. There truly was nothing like zebracock, and they couldn't wait to break that lesson into this bitch.

As it happened, Harshwhinny’s face didn’t change from that disgusted grimace, and when it ended, and the stallion’s oversized member was both unsheathed and throbbing for her, she didn’t know whether to feel hatred for these two horny animals, nauseous at the pungent, arousing stench that she was surrounded by, or awed at the tremendous size of zebra dongs. She chose to feel all three.

“You… You expect me to…?” They wanted her to pleasure them and their oversized members? And… And he wants to make a… a broodmare of me? Jab that monstrous thing inside my marehood and make me the mother to his foals? She couldn’t think of any idea she detested more, but her body was more enthusiastic. This zebra’s filthy stink was already infecting her brain, and her pussy was already starting to leak onto the carpet. When was the last time she’d gotten to spend some quality time with a stallion again?

It didn’t matter! She didn’t want to, and she wasn’t going to act like some desperate, cock-hungry whore!

“Rgh! Get this disgusting things out of my face! If you came all this way just to-” Her complaints were cut short on feeling two hooves grasp her rear. “What are you doing back there?! Off! Now!”

With her fat ass stuck out like this, and not being the stallion lucky enough to pump this bitch full of his foals, the second zebra couldn’t resist not having his own fun anyway, and so, he descended down onto the floor, and set his eyes on the slut’s winking pussy and her big donut as his hooves held her chubby rump in place.

Meanwhile, Harshwhinny was fucked (soon to be not just metaphorically). She couldn’t do anything, and all she could do would just upset them, her not wanting to find out what her punishment would be if she did. And if her having to breathe this zebra’s disgustingly intoxicating musk wasn’t bad enough, another had set his eyes on her hind holes. She couldn’t see him licking his lips, but if anything, the hot breath she felt on her slit was far worse. “Y-You two will face the full fury of the Equestrian legal system! You’re aware of that, aren’t you?! The punishment for rape is the rest of your pathetic lives spent in the deepest pits of the Canterlot Dungeon!”

They weren’t listening, and she was a fool if she thought they were. They’d started ignoring her a while back, but at least now they could give her something that would finally make her shut up.

Forcefully, the zebra spread before her grabbed her head in his hooves. Without care for how roughly he was treating this bitch, he pulled her off of his lap, and though she was confused at first, when his huge, stinking tip was pressed against her lips, she understood just what he wanted her to do. Does this brain-dead beast expect me to suck him off? I’d rather whore myself out to a mule than stoop so low as to pleasure these repugnant savages. Who does he think I am?!

With him pushing her lips against his tip, smearing his sweat and pre on them enough to make the mare want to gag, she couldn’t resist getting a couple more threatening insults in. That was the wrong thing to do.

“When I’m through with you, I’ll make sure this revolting thing of yours is chopped off! I hope you enjoy raping mares without a- MMMPH!” Bored of her empty, predictable threats, the zebra shut her up… by shoving his dick in her open mouth.

Immediately, the wide-eyed mare convulsed, and with her hooves on his thighs, she tried her hardest to push herself up and off the huge zebracock forcing its way down her throat. But it was no use. He had both his hooves on the back of her head, and as he lied back as began to relax, his superior strength didn’t let her escape as he pushed every inch into her.

Harshwhinny couldn’t believe it, she was being raped by some horny zebra; the lowest of the low! No matter how much she kicked and struggled and tried to get him out of her, it was no use, and slowly, torturously, she felt her throat getting widened to ridiculous extremes as she was made to taste the potent sweat all along his veiny shaft. She, the esteemed Harshwhinny, had been reduced to nothing more than a zebra’s cocksleeve. It truly couldn’t get worse than this.

And then it got worse.

With the show up front now over, the zebra around the back of her had his attention return to the juicy rump laid out before him. Lifting her tail trying to hide herself, spreading her cheek and licking his lips, the zebra couldn’t wait to dig in.

Meanwhile, despite the unavoidable problem she had wedged down her throat, Harshwhinny couldn’t miss the hooves on her cheeks, and she writhed as they spread her, but it got her nowhere. “MMPH! MMM!”

Behind her, there for him to enjoy, the desirable yet difficult mare’s was presented before him. He probably could have admired the view first, drinking in the sight of her big, brown, musky ponut or the look of her inviting pussy lips begging him to dig in, but he was too enthusiastic to, and instantly gave in to her marehood’s call.

With no hesitation and plenty of eagerness, the zebra jammed his muzzle between her two big, fat asscheeks. He didn’t revel in the smell, he wanted something more, so instead of huffing her rear, he gave into his lewd wants and dug his tongue deep into her defenceless snatch. “MMMMMM! MMM! MPH!”

The mare immediately felt the intrusion, how could she not? She felt his tongue ram its way between her lips, and unable to do anything about it, she felt him having the time of his life down there as he got to eating her out, sending all sorts of unwanted feelings through her.

It was such a revolting violation, the kind that could only be done by such beastly creatures as zebras, but her situation was no better up front.

Harshwhinny’s throat was widened to the extreme with an entire gigantic zebracock shoved down it, and ignoring the hungry deviant behind her, the things she’d had to feel getting shoved down his pole was worse than anything she’d ever had the displeasure of experiencing. Here she was now though, with him hilted in her, her nose pressed to his hip as he filled her up with zebra meat.

“Uagh! It’s about time we put that bitchy mouth of yours to good use, pony-slut!” She wanted to gag, but thanks to him, she couldn’t even try.

All Harshwhinny could think of was hatred and disgust, and all she saw was red… or, it would’ve been if she could see anything other than black and white stripes right now.

She stopped struggling though, which may have been why the zebra using her front moved his hooves from the back of her head to the sides, and slid her up him. “Mmm! You’re much easier to enjoy like this, y’know.”

As she glared at his grinning face with a fury in her eyes, the zebra between two chunky cheeks couldn’t help but agree with him. Thanks to the constant stimulation he was giving her, combined with the overwhelming power of zebra musk messing with her brain, her body was quickly learning to be much more welcoming to his oral advances, even if she wasn’t. In other words, they were making her body hornier, and her cunt was all the wetter for it.

Harshwhinny still wanted their heads, though.

When the oversized cock was pulled enough out of her that only her mouth was filled to the extreme, the mare assumed these perverted savages wouldn’t be done with her just yet, and she was right. Brutishly, cruelly, the zebra shoved her throat back down on him and made her stretch around his zebra junk again. When she reached the bottom, he only lifted her back up again, and pushed her back down, beginning to bob her head up and down on his cock.

Harahwhinny couldn’t think of a worse situation, literally. Nothing could possibly be worse than having her ends used for the sick pleasure of beasts, all the while her traitorous body tried to enjoy it.

Then it got worse, again.

On another push back down, having girthy inches of zebra fed down her, the mare’s tongue scraped against his shaft. She had to taste the potent flavour of his sweaty shaft.

It made her snap.

In a fit of rage and refusal to be… here, Harshwhinny started bucking around, thrashing against them. It removed one zebra’s lips from her pussy, but besides that, it did nothing, and the cock shoved down her kept her in place and trapped.

How did the zebras react? They laughed. They laughed at her expense, and never had Harshwhinny felt so humiliated before. Then, they went back to what they were doing.

With the fire still burning within her, she wanted to resist more, but something else caught her attention much quicker: the zebra behind her. His mouth was no longer digging into her infuriatingly wet cavern, and though that should’ve been a good thing, the hot breath on the hole above told her he’d set his sights elsewhere. That vile scumbag better not be thinking he-

He did. Lost in having slurping every taste she had to offer, the zebra that had her arousal all over his muzzle quickly pressed his lips against her fat ponut, and he wasted no time in shoving his tongue up there too, digging into her backside.

URGH! WHAT IN CELESTIA’S GREAT NAME DOES HE THINK HE IS FUCKING DOING?! She’d never felt anything like getting her ass eaten, especially not as eagerly as this, and worst of all, her body was enjoying it, with pleasure shooting through her from the foreign feeling. These disgusting ingrates have no dignity! No morals! They deserve to be executed for all this!

What must have been the worst part was how easily she could enjoy this. The taste of zebra, the musk of zebra, the feel of huge zebra dong wrecking her throat and her shithole, it made her so wet she was leaking onto the floor, and Harshwhinny hated it.

And it wouldn’t end soon.

Kept between them, the two kept going at her body like she was their toy for pleasure. Harshwhinny didn’t think she’d ever be reduced to the fucktoy of such beasts, but here she was, being used for pleasure from both ends.

It went on and on for forever, or at least, it felt like it did to her. In reality, it couldn’t have been long as there was soon a polite knock on the door.

Knock, knock, knock.

An equally polite voice spoke up from the other side of it, though it held a little nervousness after everything that’d happened so far. “Miss Harshwhinny, just a heads up, you’re wanted with the judges in five.”

The zebras both turned to the door, silent. Harshwhinny tried screaming out to the mare, crying for help, even if it meant she had to be seen in this position, but it didn’t matter.

Knock, knock, knock. “Mrs Harshwhinny? Are you in there?” Again, the mare behind the door heard no response.

It was no use, trying to call out from around this overly big zebracock was pointless, so frustratingly, the judge had to listen as the mare waited a second longer before walking away.

And then, the zebras went back to using her. A familiar tongue dug its way back up her asshole, whilst her head was made to bob up and down again on the hung cock of the other.

“Looks like we’re not the only ones who want you. D‘ya think the ponies out there want you for the same reasons we do?” Again, Harshwhinny was unable to do shit as she was kept in the weirdest spitroast ever, and the only thing she could do to entertain herself was either listen to the mocking words or start to enjoy herself between them.

She refused to do either.

Her body was enjoying the two though, her body was enjoying them plenty. The musk she was surrounded with was like an infection, getting into her brain so it could rile her up more and more, plus, the meat she was choking on and the tongue stuck up her rear, they were only turning her treacherous body on more too, so she shouldn’t have been surprised by what she felt rising up inside her.

NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO! I REFUSE TO LET THESE TWO MAKE ME CUM! With all the vindictive will she had, Harshwhinny clenched her thighs together and clenched her body in an attempt to hold back that sensation, but it was a futile effort, just like everything else she did.

Nonetheless, she felt an orgasm rising up between her hind legs, and despite her best efforts, the mare couldn’t hold it back before it.

“MMMMMM!” Out of her wet snatch, a furious jet of arousal sprayed out of her and onto the chest of the zebra back there. She couldn’t hold it in, and so, not only did she have to experience them forcing a huge climax onto her, but now, even worse than that, they knew she’d cum too.

“Pfft! Holy shit, she actually came on me!”

“Of course she did! I bet this whore’s been into this the whole time!”

Now with wet fur and a wet muzzle, their shared hilarity at their pony-slut over, the zebra back behind Harshwhinny chose not to press his muzzle back onto her tailhole, instead having his attention captured by the furiously eager erection he had unsheathed between his legs. “Alright, I think I’m done back here. This bitch tastes good!”

SMACK! To her great displeasure, his hoof swung down to spank one of her chubby asscheeks, and he watched as her plump plot jiggled before a red hoofprint started to grow on it, visible through her fur.

“I think I’m done too.” The blowjob-receiving zebra replied, the pony’s head still being held atop his lap. “Any longer and I might accidentally fill up the wrong end of her.”

The foreplay was over and they wanted to move onto the more fun part now, so slowly, Harshwhinny’s head was slid all the way up the long, girthy, veiny, sweaty monster that zebras called a dick and was finally released from the clutches of his cock.

When his wide head sloppily popped out of her mouth, the usually high-and-mighty mare did the only thing she could at the moment: she collapsed. Falling to the floor coughing, Harshwhinny couldn’t get the dirty taste of zebra pre off her tongue, and felt nothing down there but violation and loathing.

It wasn’t long before she recovered herself though, and before soon, got up onto her knees to give the zebra spread before her the death-glare of all death-glares, having to look past his towering member to do so. “You filthy degenerate bastards! Raping scum like you deserves to-”

Her rant was soon interrupted by the seated zebra, him waving his hoof dismissively. “Yeah, yeah, yeah. We’ve already done this part, slut.” His eyes shifted to his friend. “Mind lending a hoof?”

She went to turn around, but was interrupted again, this time by a zebra slipping his hooves under her buttocks and hefting her up. “Gagh!” With his strength, Harshwhinny was practically thrown onto the other zebra, and as she instinctively placed her hooves on his chest to push him away, his hooves found her hips. His legs weren’t spread anymore, they were brought closer together so that she was straddling him, and with her on his lap, his throbbing zebracock between them, again, Harshwhinny couldn’t escape as he held her in place.

She kept struggling, but all the while, he leant back, her having no chance to escape in the slightest when zebra number two approached her from behind and slammed her body forward. “OOF! You’ll… You’ll pay for this!”

The zebra under her looked incredulous. “Holy fuck is this bitch stubborn!”

The other zebra mounted her, sandwiching her bubbly body between her two striped lovers. “I know! Can’t wait to see this bitch break!” He hotdogged his dick on her asscheeks, all the while, she wasn’t allowed to move, being held down by him as the zebra under her kept her front hooves from struggling.

Once again, Harshwhinny was trapped in between them, and this time, the mare assumed there’d be a little more forced up her holes than a rampant tongue. She didn’t deny it, it wasn’t like this scum was above such a thing.

With an indignant scowl on her face the entire time, forcefully, she was heaved up. The zebra getting himself an assjob slipped his front legs right under her thighs, and with a clear eagerness to ruin her, he hefted her up until his zebra friend could line himself up. The bitch didn’t make it easy for them, annoyingly jostling around, but with a few well-placed spanks she was made to comply.

Besides Harshwhinny’s yelps from getting her flank brutalised though, the trio wordlessly grunted as they positioned her; the mare had run out of threats and knew they’d just ignore them in the end, but that didn’t stop her from constantly insulting them. Their dick size, their pathetic, perverted needs, their stripes, even their mothers, Harshwhinny tried everything, and just wouldn’t shut up trying to get to them.

Soon though, she was finally moved into place, and practically jumped on feeling the huge tip of a zebracock push against her wet marehood. That shut her up.

It felt huge, and she knew from oral experience that it was. She couldn’t imagine such an awful thing inside her. They’re going to… They’re going to rape me with that thing…

“Ha! Look at her face! The slutty bitch only just realised what she’s gotten into!” They preyed on her stunned demeanour, and of course Harshwhinny retaliated.

But the zebra under her didn’t let her for long. “At least I didn’t need to force myself on a defenceless mare to lose my virg- AAAUUGHH!” Hooves on her hips, the stallion she was straddling couldn’t wait to shut her up, and so did, forcing her down onto him until his big, flared tip wedged its way into her. “Agh! Ngh! S-Stop! I’ll… I’ll have your head for this!”

Once again, Harshwhinny was overwhelmed, and unwanted feelings wracked her bouncy body. Two things made this as loathsome an experience as it was for her: first was the fact this it was zebras making her do this. These perverted, savage lowlifes were bringing her (her of all mares) down to their level, and now she was being made to mate with them. Could anything be worse than this? And secondly, what added to all of that for her was the fact that this striped scumbag was fucking hung! It was like his gigantic zebracock was making her whole body wrap around it, and as it stretched her pink inner walls, it did things to her that no stallion she’d been with had ever dreamed of doing.

“Urgh! Sh-Shit! Ahn! Ungh!” Harshwhinny hated it like she’d never hated anything before, but there was still so much more of him to go.

“Ngh! Fuck! This bitch is so tight!” Neither of the two were moaning in pain, with pleasure powering through them both, but that didn’t mean Harshwhinny was letting herself enjoy getting her cavern stretched wide around him. It didn’t mean the zebra was stopping either, and as he groaned with her, he kept sliding her down him and forcing more and more into her.

“Ugh! Rgh! Ah!” Harshwhinny could hardly think straight. It was filling up every bit of her hole it could, and she couldn’t stop the uncontrollable moaning being forced out of her, but still she held onto her hatred and distaste for zebras through it all, she had to, they’d taken everything else from her. Ngh! Why do they have to be so…? Why does he feel so…?

Her face was doing a terrible job at hiding the pleasure she felt, on the verge of looking downright slutty, and it wasn’t long before her lover noticed, grinning madly. “Mmf! What’s wrong, whore? Zebra dick too good to handle?”

She struggled to say anything past the constant noises blurting out of her, but Harshwhinny managed, not wanting to say much anyway. “Ungh… F-Fuck you.”

He just grinned more, before pushing her that final bit down, all the way until her fat cheeks squished against his thighs and he was buried deep inside of her.

“UUUAAAANGH!” Meanwhile, Harshwhinny was struggling to maintain what little composure she had left. It was just… too good. His zebracock wasn’t just filling her, it was forcing her body to make room for it, stretching her to ridiculous limits and crushing her poor womb as she sat on his lap. Every time its veins throbbed inside of her, she could feel it, each pulse sending waves through her that would drive her crazy if it was a pony stallion doing it.

But it wasn’t. It was a filthy, vulgar, hung zebra who couldn’t take a hint.

She’d never felt such overwhelming, mind-numbing pleasure before, but she didn’t want it, and still fought to resist this big-dicked stud.

There was just one thing she’d forgotten though: there was another zebra, one without his entire massive member being squeezed by her insides.

“Mmm! Fuck, this slut feels so fucking good!” With a mare on him, the zebra currently ruining her insides had his front legs wrapped around her, hooves planted on her asscheeks as he moaned out. Her pussy felt incredible squeezing down on his meat, but then again, every pony-slut he’d had the pleasure of claiming so far did. It was like they were made to be zebra fuck-slaves.

Speaking of fucking though, his friend behind her wasn’t getting to, and it was his time to have some fun too.

Leaning back further and pulling the bitch down with him, the stallion’s hooves dug into her rear, and despite her shifting, he spread them as wide as he could.

“S-Stop! Ngh!” It was hard for a mare to argue with a humongous cock wedged all the way inside of her.

Back to the zebra around the back of her, he’d been trying to line himself up, but now, thanks to his fellow fuck-machines assistance, there was no struggle at all in pressing his flared tip at her backdoor. He couldn’t wait to stick it in, and fortunately, didn’t have to!

“Disgusting- AAAAHHHN!” Just like her pussy had been made to, only with far less lubrication, Harshwhinny’s puffy ponut got stretched open and wrapped around the glorious girth being shoved into her. Only the tip was in, but still…

She’d never had anything up there before, no toy, no dildo, and certainly never a dick, so now, with a zebra up there, she could discern that…

It felt so fucking good.

Don’t get her wrong, the adjustment was even worse than getting lowered down onto the other zebra’s cock, but she could feel her rear clenching down on him, and as his head scraped against her walls, it made her eyes roll into the back of her head.

It felt like she was losing her mind! Why the fuck did these two striped monsters feel so amazing?!

She’d never dreamed of being with such lowly creatures as these zebras - she was above creatures like them, and they were hardly the most professional creatures around - but then why was she feeling herself want more of them by the second? Her body had been welcoming to them ever since she’d have to breathe zebra musk, but what about her mind? She could feel it being swayed to their side.

Wh-Why does this scum have to feel so- Ungh! …s-so good?! WHY?! She couldn’t believe she was even thinking about wanting more from her rapists, yet here she was.

But still, she wouldn’t give in to them!

With all the will she had, will that felt like it was depleting rapidly, Harshwhinny held onto her hatred. She wouldn’t give up, even if it was most certainly a pointless effort.

Her thoughts were soon interrupted again, all of the three were. The zebra halfway in her asshole even stopped, looking up, and the zebra still getting his cock warmed and squeezed inside her cunt turned too to the wall behind him.

Noises were coming through it, loud noises, like cheering. Then, a muffled announcer’s voice could be heard too.

They were starting the competition again without her.

“Looks like they didn’t need you after all, huh slut?” The front zebra laughed at her expense for the millionth time, and he was starting to wonder if the mind-fucked mare even heard him, until her broken, condescending voice spoke up again.

“G-Go rot in Tartarus, you bastard.”

“Only if you’re there, riding my cock.” This slutty bitch was the best. She was snug, looked adorable when she was angry, had a fat-ass and fat teats, and was putting up a fight like no pony he’d seen before. She’d inevitably lose, obviously, he could see her breaking right now, but he still couldn’t wait to finally make her snap so she was begging for the foals that he was happy to give her.

“Uangh!” And he might get to knock her up sooner rather than later. Behind Harshwhinny, the zebra needing to get himself up her tight ass had finally done it, and now had her ponut wrapped around the base of his cock.

Harshwhinny couldn’t fathom how full she felt with two zebracocks wedged inside her holes, and didn’t say anything, knowing it would only come out as moans. She thought about insulting them though, so that had to be worth something!

The zebras shared a look that Harshwhinny missed, but even if she’d noticed it, it wouldn’t have mattered. She couldn’t stop them now.

In synchrony, the zebras pulled their hips back, and slid their cocks out of the mare. She refused to moan, but couldn’t stop the noises that escaped her. One of them would be bad enough, but two?!

They didn’t get far out of her, not before they began sliding their fat fucksticks back into her holes. The one up her ass was slower at it with the only lube available being his own pre-cum, but both still felt incredible inside of her, and both were turning Harshwhinny’s brain to mush with each push and pull.

Now out of sync, they went back and forth, fucking her holes. It started off slow, but slowly, slowly they started to pick up the pace, and the mare was losing it. The moans escaped her freely now; she wasn’t able to stop them, and like some pathetic common whore, her tongue was even stuck out, having lulled out one of the many times her eyes rolled into the back of her head.

She looked like she was loving it. She was.

Starting to get faster, thrusting in a rhythm up and down into her pathetically wet cunt as the other zebra did the same to her desperate asshole, one of them noticed her face, and couldn’t resist yet another opportunity to make fun of her. “Ngh! You give up yet, slut? Ready to accept your new life as my broodmare?”

NGH! Fuck you! I’d never be your broodmare, you putrid animal! That’s what Harshwhinny thought. She didn’t say anything, too busy moaning and trying to ignore how amazing zebracock felt, but he probably got the message.

Meanwhile, all the zebras saw was a breaking bitch. It was impressive how long she’d been resisting them, but all species fell before them in the end, and this pony mare was the same as all the others. She was so much fun to watch though, and she felt even better than that!

The minutes passed, the moaning never stopped, and the zebras kept fucking Harshwhinny. She didn’t know how much time had passed, but knew she’d came on these zebras’ oversized pony-breakers multiple times already, spraying her juices onto them. If these- “Angh!” these a-animals think- “Ngah! Fuck!” think that they can make me e-enjoy this, they’re- “AHN! Ngh! Ah!” th-they’re wrong!

She loved it. Though her mind tried holding onto that hatred-fuelled resistance, the mare had been broken long ago. She was already addicted to their massive dongs ruining her holes, and though she’d been trying to resist the pleasure that turned her brain to mush, the possibility of serving them and getting this every day was starting to sound better and better.

And with the idea of being their slave sounding better with every thrust, her disgust towards zebras was disappearing too.

She was starting to understand how much more they could give her than all her own pathetic pony stallions could.

Good.

She didn’t realise that though, and held onto the dying remnants of her own prideful beliefs as she unknowingly begged for more.

With her front legs wrapped around the back of the front zebra’s neck, the only way the mare’s face could look sluttier was if a cock was rammed down her throat. Tongue out, eyes hazy, and whorish moans bursting from under her fucked-silly expression. She was on her way to becoming one of the many loyal zebra broodmares.

The zebra she was mounted on the lap of couldn’t get enough of her face, the same one that had been glaring so hard now desperate for her captors. There was something that he wanted to do that he almost hesitated to, but no, she was his now, and if she was going to become one of the multiple mothers to his foals anyway, then why couldn’t he do this?

Possessively, his hoof moved from atop her chubby brown bootycheek, and after looping around the back of her head, he forced it down onto his. As she was fucked in both holes from behind, the zebra smashed their lips together, rammed his tongue into her, and then forcefully made out with their pony bitch.

And she returned the gesture.

With a broken, delirious lack of enthusiasm, Harshwhinny’s tongue fought back against his with all the energy of a drunkard, their tongues dancing and swirling as they exchanged saliva.

She wasn’t giving in! No, not at all! The mare didn’t stop him though, and let herself get made out with even when his hoof gave her the chance to pull away.

So that left her here. The last thing she would’ve wanted to happen to her this morning was to be ganged on and raped by a pair of filthy, perverted zebras, yet here she was. The only thing a sane Harshwhinny would find even worse would be the zebras cumming in her.

And that was just what they were getting ready to do.

Speeding up until both were like jackhammers powering into her relentlessly, the zebras fucked Harshwhinny and gave her holes no mercy as they drove themselves towards their orgasms. And all the while, Harshwhinny was in the middle of it all, crying out into one zebra’s mouth as they enslaved her.

“Rgh! She feels too good! I’m gonna cum in your ass soon! You better take it all, slut!” She barely heard him over their grunting, clapping of her cheeks, and her own moaning, but as her tongue played with that of the other zebra, her mind kept pretending it was too good for them.

Ngh! D-Don’t you dare, you scum! She wanted it. She wanted to be filled with all their zebra cum. If she wasn’t so deluded, maybe she’d have been begging for it like a proper broodmare.

“NGH! FUCK!” Ruthlessly, two sets of hips whapped and whapped at Harshwhinny’s fat ass. It would surely be a sore red after this, but none of them cared. The zebras were cumming, that was what mattered. “I’M… GONNA… NGHHHHHHH!”

Hooves on her hips, they put their all into shoving her down onto both of their giant cocks stuffing her full, and when they were rammed in as far as they could possibly fit them, buried deep up her asshole and wreaking havoc on her defenceless womb, they stuffed her full even more.

With Harshwhinny’s ponut and pussy lips being squished between the mare and her brutish lovers, the two zebra studs came, and made their bitch take every drop, every single thick, fat, fertile drop of zebra spunk they could give her.

Ropes of it shot out their tips. One zebra had no womb to put his foals into, so instead he happily painted her guts white instead. She’d be shitting his cum for weeks. Alongside him, at the same time as he pumped zebra seed up her ponut, the other zebra did have a womb to impregnate, so he did. An unending torrent of seed shot out of him too, and like hawks descending on their prey, his sperm descended on her egg as he flooded her womb, and then flooded her womb some more, and then kept pumping until she and his lap were both flooded with cum.

They pumped so much of their cum into her that it bloated her belly like a balloon and had to come rushing out of her holes. And Harshwhinny had to take all of it. “MMMMMMMM!” It was pure bliss.

She felt every shot, and her brain didn’t stand a chance against the pleasure, especially not as it kept coming, and coming, and coming.

For minutes she was held and filled, moaning into a zebra’s mouth on and off throughout it all, until at last, the flood of cum stopped. It was over.

After resting a little afterwards, giving her a chance to breathe now that she wasn’t being forced to make-out with a zebra, the pair wordlessly got her up and off of them. Both grabbed her body with their front hooves, and slowly, they slid her off of their rigid zebracocks.

Harshwhinny numbly moaned as their members passed through her holes once again, but wasn’t ready for what happened when she reached the top. “Nguuuuhhhh!” After unplugging their tips from her, the overwhelming amount of excess baby-batter came pouring out of both her snatch and her asshole. She couldn’t stop it, and being held up by them, she painted their laps white as the flood flooded out of her.

Then, they discarded her. Not literally, she had a life of slavery ahead of her, but they tossed her aside, and dropped her down on her back onto an empty part of the couch next to them.

“Guh!” The mare was defiled, ruined, oozing cum, and a husk of her former smug, superior self. Lying back, with her thick legs spread and exposing her gaping, leaking holes to the room, she couldn’t move, and didn’t bother trying to, feeling cum gush down onto the floor below.

The zebras left her like that. Standing up on their four legs, the two erect stallions didn’t try to help her, and instead got to chatting casually, as if they didn’t have cum dripping off of their throbbing cocks underneath them. “This bitch was fun. What do you wanna do with her now?”

The zebra that now owned her looked over to her vulnerable body, and on feeling his dick pulse, decided he wasn’t done with her yet. “I know what we could do next, but I’m still feeling a little horny.” Trotting over to Harshwhinny, he spoke over his shoulder. “You’re welcome to join if you want.”

Getting to the mare, the zebra mounted her downed body. Hopping up, his giant cock landed on top of her large, brown teats with a slap, and grinning, he thrust back and forth, with noises escaping the mare as she deliriously looked back up at him.

“Whaddya say, bitch? Do you wanna get fucked like the zebra broodmare you are again?”

For a moment, it seemed like she’d given in to him. But no! The esteemed Ms Harshwhinny was above that! Like she’d ever degrade herself enough to beg for her rapists’ cocks. She’d rather- “P-Please! Mate me again! I’m just a filthy zebra bitch now!”

Like a desperate whore, she begged them to fuck her silly again. Of course she did, Harshwhinny loved zebras!

Grinding his cock on her crotchboobs, the zebra watched as his friend came over to join him, hopping up onto the couch, mounting her chest and already starting to shove himself down her throat as he grabbed her eager head. They had other things they could be doing right now, but they couldn’t resist just one more go with her. Then they’d go.

“Do we still have no eyes on where Harshwhinny is?” Back out in the stadium, in front of thousands, one of the judges whispered to his coworkers.

“I don’t think so.” One whispered back.

After waiting for Harshwhinny to return and never getting her back, they’d all decided to continue without her, hoping nopony would jump to conclusions about her mysterious absence.

So now they were back with watching the sports unfold, praying for her to return soon. “Well after that whole… zebra thing up on the big screens, the last thing we want right now is for the public to start making theories about why one of the judges has gone mi-“

“Hey, there she is!”

Sure enough, there she was, strolling down one of the stadium’s shadowy tunnels into the main field, but something was… off about her, and who were the two equines following closely behind her?

They wouldn’t realise until it was too late.

Like a prize to show off, Ms Harshwhinny was escorted by her two favourite studs to the main field, and without slowing, with salacious grins, puffed-up chests and spunk dripping off of all three of them, the trio walked into the light and into view of every pony there.

Quickly, unsurprisingly, all chatter in the stadium died instantly down as all heads, all cameras, and all attention turned to focus on the new arrivals, looking at the state of each of them.

The two strong, muscular zebras were enough to stir a little panic in the ponies seeing them, especially after what had been played on the screens of the stadium only hours before, but what was more startling were the two limp, huge, cum-covered cocks dangling under them, swaying with each step they took.

No ponies were looking at the zebras though. All eyes were elsewhere, staring at a certain somepony stumbling in front of them.

It was Harshwhinny, or what was left of her, being paraded like she belonged to them.

And she did, they could tell just from looking at her.

The pony walked awkwardly, but what could you expect from a mare with both her holes gaping wide? Out of them, in front of all the onlooking crowd, she spilled their thick, fertile zebra down onto the grass. She was covered in the stuff, from it leaking out her hindquarters to it dribbling from her mouth that wasn’t in its usual frown.

These virile zebras hadn’t just fucked her, they mated her, they’d bred her, they’d ruined her, and it was immediately obvious that Harshwhinny had loved it.

All over her, like a full-body fur-tattoo, big black stripes covered her from her jiggly rump to her delirious face to her belly bloated with cum, masterfully missing the splooges of semen spread around her.

That wasn’t all they’d added to her though, because along with the stripes and the other sperm-filled decoration adorning her body, jewellery of gold was all over her wrecked body. Bracelets were on her legs, earrings were on her ears, a nose-ring was now attached to her snobby nose, and a dock-holder was attached to her dock to keep her tail raised high and her body accessible at all times.

Their favourite addition however was the two big nipple rings they’d given her, the giant gold ornaments making her teats hang down and sway heavily with each achy step she took.

That was how the prestigious, renowned Ms Harshwhinny was presented to the public, as a filthy, degenerate, cum-covered future mother to zebra foals, an omen for what all the mares there would become.

There wasn’t panic in the stadium though. Not at all. Instead, a haunting silence filled the place, as every pony and camera’s attention were all diverted to focusing on the trio who didn’t care how they looked.

And eventually, the three lovers stopped, the zebras stopping first and their slut obediently following their lead.

All eyes were on them, and all ponies were on the edge of their seats to see what the fuck was going to happen next. Then, one of the zebra stallions looked at Harshwhinny and grinned. “Present yourself, pony-slut.”

The striped mare looked overjoyed at the command, and enthusiastically, practically bursting with need, she spread her legs and stuck her rear out, trying to raise her tail more for him.

“Good bitch.” He raised his hoof up high.

SLAP! “AAGHN!” And the mare’s moan of glee could be heard throughout the whole stadium, echoing off the expansive walls.

The crowd, as well as everypony watching this live, saw as he brutishly mounted her, and he spoke his words loud and clear to make sure all could hear them, even if they didn’t have a microphone. “Tell us what you are, slave.”

He ground his zebracock on her fat asscheeks, and she answered happily, the Harshwhinny from hours ago nowhere to be seen. “I-I’m a zebra slave! A slut who-”

“Louder!” SLAP!

“NGUAH!”

“Tell them what you are or you don’t get bent over and used like the cumdump you are!”

He prodded his incredible dick at her thoroughly-used and gaping entrance, and the words burst out of the broken Harshwhinny. “I’M A ZEBRA SLAVE! I’M A FILTHY WHORE AND SLUT WHO LIVES TO MAKE ZEBRA FOALS AND GET FUCKED BY MY ZEBRA MASTERS! PLEASE! USE ME!”

He didn’t yet. “You love being a zebra slave, don’t you?”

“YES! I LOVE IT! I LOVE ZEBRACOCK!”

Now, he rewarded her.

“HNGAAUUGH!” Still having to stretch her pussy out, he pushed himself into her, and happily started fucking her without a care in the world as her moans filled the stadium. Neither cared about all the eyes on them, both were getting what they wanted most.

The second zebra soon came around to fuck her face, and that was all the rest of the Foalympics was. Nopony moved for the longest time, and meanwhile, all around Equestria, even more mares were being bred.

Not in the Crystal Empire though.

Off in that snowy land, miles and miles and miles away, the living room was now far emptier than it had been moments ago.

No longer was Shining Armor sat on the couch, him having ran off to summon every guard to protect their land. And no longer was Cadance sat beside him, having flown away to alert her subjects not to worry and stay within the city’s border.

So that just left a small filly called Flurry Heart.

Mindlessly, she kept watching the sports that had been left on, continuing to watch the zebras mate the games’ judge while not knowing what was happening, and being too young to understand that she was watching a small fragment of what would be forever remembered as Equestria’s downfall.

Author's Note

And we’re unpaused! Sorry about that, I just lost a little interest in the fic for a while. (Not long though, clearly).

If ponies have fully functioning DJ equipment and arcade machines and lights and all of Twilight’s sciency stuff, then they have televisions. Maybe not phones like G5, but at the very least TVs.

This is the first chapter I’m doing without a proofreader. If anyone spots any mistakes, post them in the comments and I’ll get to fixing them quickly! (And if anyone would like to volunteer to take up the role, it would be greatly appreciated, but only if you want to).

Oh, and how would people feel about a little gay stuff in one chapter? I’ve got an idea, and will be doing more after the fic ends if it’s requested, but want to hear what you’d think of it anyway.

And to finish off. WOO! 100,000 words and countless hours I’m not getting back making this!

Part 1: Up The Butt(erfly)

“Aaahh, finally! Glad that’s over with!” It had taken a bit, but the tent was finished, a zebra walking out of it and exhaling, happy to be done with it.

“Same here.” Agreeing wholeheartedly, a friend of his walked out of the tent entrance after him. They had both spent the last while setting up the tent and filling it with the few supplies they’d be needing soon (that mostly being paint). It wasn’t that it was difficult or laborious to do, just that they came to Equestria to do a little more than dawdle.

And having done here, the duo of zebras ventured off.

As of now, the two are walking down a long dirt road, them on their way to find their own mare to have fun with.

They had been walking on the outskirts of the village and saw a place off in the distance, quickly deciding to head to it out of curiosity of what mare/mares could be in there. From a ways away it had looked like a large cottage that was built on the inside of a tree, and it was, even from a distance them being able to tell that it was surrounded by lush gardens and even being on the outskirts of the forest they had come out of to enter the town.

There was sure to be a mare in there, and the two absolutely looked forward to ‘meeting’ her.

“So, how good a lay do you think a pony mare is gonna be?” Cockily striding forward they knew that this would only end one way, with them getting to put an end to their blue balls and fucking the shit out of whatever mare awaited them here. Ooh this is gonna be fun!

It’s not like they’re virgins or anything, actually, for zebras, it’s impossible to be a virgin without going insane. To explain, the zebras’ bodies are built for fucking so much that they literally require it, or else the zebra themself will go mad with their body’s lust. To combat this they’ve had things like brothels, though with how many more stallions there were than mares, it soon became mandatory for female zebras to work at them, being treated as cumdumps and victims to constant barrages of zebra cock, a role now being shared with the ponies, only they are their brainwashed and willing cock-slaves rather than other zebras to them.

Back to the stallions at hoof though, no matter how much they were looking forward to emptying themselves onto/into a mare, they knew that they’d need to be friendly (at least for a bit to get inside of the house and make her consume the potion), so for now they did their best to keep their long zebra lengths sheathed, as difficult as it was with their bodies screaming at them to hurry up and get to fucking already. “I dunno, but whatever mare’s in there she’s in for a hell of a ride!”

Silently agreeing as they chuckled, talking about such carnal acts like they were the weather, the two zebras got closer and closer, hoping that this small trek after their long journey here to Equestria would be worth it. They walked over a tiny bridge in front of the house and made their way to the front door, walking past the beautiful garden surrounding the house-tree without even noticing it. Their sights were set on something other than flowers.

Stepping up to the door, them somehow having subconsciously decided he’d be the one to do this, one zebra raised a hoof, knocking on the door politely.

Without her responding verbally, the sole mare inside strolled over to the door, doing so calmly and not realising that the mere seconds felt like an eternity to her visitors outside. Who’s that? I didn’t think any of the girls were coming over today. With her head pushed upwards she glanced through the peephole in the door, seeing stripes on the other side of it. Z-Z-Z-Zebras! Wha-What’re they doing here? She had happened to have been in the village square earlier today, being there to see their speech just like every other pony in Ponyville, so of course she was shocked when a pair of them now stood outside of her door. Wh-Why in Equestria are zebras here of all places?

Taking a few deep breaths on the other side of the door to calm herself, ones that they heard loud and clear, she reached a hoof to the door handle, opening it a couple of inches before one of her eyes meekly appeared in the gap. A small chain lock was holding the door in place, keeping out any unwanted intruders and not letting the door open any further.

“H-H-How c-can I- H-How can I help you?” Incredibly anxious, Fluttershy made no effort in trying to hide it, warily looking up at them as she had to try and stop herself from trembling.

But they didn’t want to see her like that, so quickly the ‘main’ zebra spoke up in the bat soothing voice he could do, attempting to ease her nerves. “Oh, don’t worry, were not here to hurt you, us zebras actually came here to Equestria to try and bring the ponies and the zebras closer together, you don’t have to be afraid of us.” It wasn’t incorrect, just half-lying, him equivocating to try and get inside both the house and her.

Fortunately for them, it seemed to work, the incredibly shy pony releasing a loud sigh, one so loud you’d think she forgot they were there. More at ease now, she looked up at them again, trying to straighten her posture and stand up properly. “O-” Deep breaths Fluttershy, deep breaths. “O-Okay. Th-Th-Thank you for that.”

Seeing the tension between them was now resolved, the stripy stallion tried smiling at her comfortingly. “Anytime!” Alright, let’s see if this’ll work. He would be trying a bolder strategy, but hopefully this would work. “Could we please come in then? We only want to chat.” There was no truth there though, unlike before that sentence was a huge lie. The two had very different plans for her than just chatting, but they needed to get in the house first somehow.

Slam! In a split second, while it looked like she wanted to say something else to them, maybe telling them to go away, the door shut in their faces. She was either unlocking the latch, or keeping them away from her. Only time would tell for them.

And while they wondered that, panicking right behind the same door, leaning on it with a hoof and getting lost in her thoughts, ‘Shy’s mind ran rampant. Oh Celestia, wh-what if they’re dangerous? Or what if they’re just mean? Will they make fun of me? My animals? My, umm… b-body? Thinking about every possibility that could happen and every last thing that could go wrong, the pony mare realised what she was doing, her worrying about all the problems like usual. Calming down, she shook her head, doing her best to disperse the negative thoughts and be hopeful like her best friends taught her to be. No! Remember what Pinkie said: ‘Every pony is just a new opportunity to make a new friend!’ W-Well they’re not really ponies… but maybe they’ll be really good friends to me too! With a newfound determination and an attempt at a confident mindset, Fluttershy unhinged the lock, gently opening the door for them. Smiling back at the three, she didn’t notice their stunned expressions. “I’m Fluttershy, it’s nice to meet you.” Her kind voice spoke to them, the zebras too busy being captivated by her to respond.

She’s… She’s adorable. Thinking the exact same thing, they stared at her, the mare’s sweet and genuine smile radiating off of her. After seconds passed of them happy to finally see her attractive face, their minds obviously went somewhere else, less innocent thoughts emerging: She’d look fuckin’ good with some stripes on her face!, I bet her throat’s so tight! Trying to stop thinking about her that way, at least for now, the zebras snapped out of it, they were this close to getting inside and they definitely wouldn’t be giving up this cutie. “It’s nice to meet you too!”

Alright Fluttershy, you can do this! Stepping to one side and raising a hoof, she gestured them inside, trying to be the most welcoming host she could be. “Please come in, I was just having some tea at the table over there so I’ll whip you all up some!” Rarity would get them some tea, right?

“Oh, um, th-thanks.” All of a sudden, the zebras had a slight sliver of regret rise up through them. This mare seemed so kind, so sweet, so innocent, should they even be doing this?

“Okay, I’ll do that now then, make yourselves at home, um, please.” But then Fluttershy made the idiotic mistake of turning around to walk to the kitchen in order to make their tea, sealing her fate and removing all guilt from the guests that she’d just invited in.

Holy shit! The two zebras thought the same thing in unison upon seeing her walk away, she had every quality that they could possibly want in a pony, a pretty face to worship cock with, a fat ass that jiggled with every step, tasty-looking teats to suck on… and that was pretty much it, though that described every mare in Equestria. They weren’t really picky considering how many mares here were so… breedable.

Still though, this mare, her body was sublime! And with her leaving, they got to see everything else that they couldn’t see before.

In between two fat, juicy cheeks, and not hidden at all by her swaying tail, was her genitalia: a perfect puffy pony pussy, and a round, near-definitely delicious ponut. Both were calling to them, so it wasn’t surprising to them as their masts forced their way out into the open, frustratingly hard and looking forward to what they had planned.

As she departed, the naive pony didn’t realise she just turned their arousal up to 11, with their huge cocks inevitably revealing themselves to the world and her never noticing. She also didn’t catch their eyes, all three pairs leering at her bouncy flank, the males wishing they could stick their face into that glorious crack as well as do so much more with it.

But eventually she went out of sight, trotting off into her kitchen to prepare a few drinks, leaving them alone at her door. Snapping themselves out of their horny minds yet again, their rods twitched under them, alerting them that they needed this, now. “…Fuck.”

“Holy shit, I mean… we definitely came to the right place!” With them still thinking back on such a delectable view and suddenly excited at the unintentional encouragement, they strutted inside, making their way over to the table she’d gestured to. Fuck, ‘can’t wait to fuck that fat ass of hers!

Only upon reaching the table did they even consider the state their dicks were in and how it could negatively impact their ‘mission’, so haphazardly, they hatched a plan. Grabbing some pillows off of her sofa, the pair sat on the floor on their flanks, at the table she told them to sit at. With their asses on the floor, they used the pillows, trying to place them over their lengthy junk in order to hide them, but the plan failed when the pillows weren’t big enough.

Damn it! Alright then, how about this? The table had an oval-shaped top with them sat next to each other at one of its longest sides, so as a last resort they shoved their bodies as close to it as they could be, hiding their throbbing erections under it, hoping their gorgeous target wouldn’t notice them as their tips rubbed on the tabletop.

It wasn’t a flawless plan but at least it was one no one would be aware of, or so they thought.

At the other side of the room, having woken up from multiple hoofsteps walking on the wooden floor, an intelligent bunny had been spying on them and observing the two as they pushed their meat out of plain view. However they were unaware that Angel was even there, nevermind knowing that he could understand their lustful intentions and the threat they posed to his owner.

“H-Hello again, I-I-I brought you your tea!” With a cup rested on each flat wing, she calmly trotted in, her ‘confident’ act slowly slipping even after they had long seen through it. Sliding the cups down onto the table Flutters’ moved over to sit down, in one motion dropping her fat ass on the floor. They didn’t get to see how her cheeks jiggled on impact, just like how she never saw the pre-cum leaking out of their tips getting smeared on the bottom of her table, the lengths craving the little stimulation it could give them. “S-So, what brings you to, um, P-Ponyville?” It was a desperate attempt to get a conversation started, but at least it worked as the trio began mutually sipping at their drinks.

Fortunately for the zebras they had planned for this kind of talk, having a ‘safe’ half-lie to use temporarily. “Well we came to integrate our cultures, us wanting to bring our two species… closer together.” Putting a little emphasis on the last words, it was getting harder and harder not to at least wrap their hooves around their dicks, but hopefully they’d not have to wait much longer. “Us zebras really want to-“

Ready to treat her to more half-truths, the zebra speaking was cut-off, an uninvited guest interrupting him as he hopped onto the table. “Oh! Angel, we have guests over, would you like to meet them?” Having a much easier time talking to her pet, Fluttershy obviously noticed how impatient he looked, the lagomorph having his arms crossed and brows furrowed, but she took no notice of it with it being how he usually was. “Angel?”

But the rabbit had seen everything they’d done, from hiding their still-throbbing girth to leering at her when she came back in, and he’d do his best to warn her about the threat. Gesticulating wildly, his tiny arms made various motions in an attempt to mime something to her, the mare failing to decipher them.

“What?” Seeing him try to show her something about his groin area, him using his tiny paws to motion there, she was left utterly oblivious, not even slightly in on the rabbit’s failing miming or the zebras’ growing panic as they figured it out. “I-I don’t understand Angel.”

Frantically, his entire body moved as he tried showing her, but no matter what he did Fluttershy was too innocent to think about what he was trying to show her with increasing impatience. After too long, the horny pair considering taking care of him themselves, he gave up though on his squeak-filled explanation. Slapping his forehead, the white bunny searched his mind for any ideas, only finding one that could help her with whatever they’d do to her. And with that, he scampered off, diving out of an open window to find a pony he knew could help.

“…Well that was… Umm…” Still watching the window he left through, she was clueless, not having recognised whatever he was doing, though they had, his motions to his groin and gestures to under the table making the rabbit’s motives very clear, but fortunately it was over, them still in the clear and getting a bit too impatient now. “I-I’m sorry about him.”

“Oh no, don’t worry, it’s okay.” Gently rocking their hips back and forth, trying to get any help they could from the table, they finally got their opportunity, jumping on it as they watched her finish her tea. “So… You like helping out creatures?”

The zebras both knew where this was going, Fluttershy being the only one in the dark about it and suddenly regaining her lost confidence at the change in topic. “Oh yes, I want to try and help other creatures, animal or not, in any way I can.”

Eyes darting to one another, massive grins appearing on their muzzles, the zebras shifted a little, as if getting ready to stand up. “Really? ‘Cause there’s a little something you could help us with if you don’t mind.”

“I’d be delighted to! What is it? I’ll do my best to help in any way I can!” Yes! This might be a way of making some new friends as well as getting to help them out! This is-

But before the thought could finish, they moved.

Getting up, her visitors slid their meaty packages out from under the table. Quickly, they had placed their front hooves on the same piece of furniture, half standing on it as they moved their hips forward, smiling down on her lustfully. With two heavy thuds, the two let both of their sacks drop onto the table, them lying there as a pair of weighty, cum-filled zebra testicles clearly needing some release. And just above that were the two girthy cocks themselves, massive schlongs pointing above her with large globs of jizz excitedly making their way out. Twitching, the rods were as hard as could be, all while the stallions kept looking down at her, presenting themselves fully as she couldn’t look away.

For the mare, time stopped, her mind not being able to even focus on what was going on due to the shock of it all. Her innocent guests, the ones who had come here to make friends with her, had just dropped their ~~big~~ gigantic genitals onto her table, wanting her to ‘help’ them. In a split second the inevitable blush took over her face, Fluttershy trying to get words out to respond but failing disastrously, the only thing coming out of her mouth being cute stutters.

The sight was adorable, and only made their hard horsecocks ache more, begging for her assistance as a teeny bit more pre oozed out the tips.

Sliding their cups to the side, getting them out of the way, a very horny duo who’d had enough waiting moved over to her, Fluttershy still frozen solid sat in place. Like animals stalking their prey, they carefully moved onto the table, climbing over it and getting closer as she was moving her eyes back and forth between their masts. They plopped themselves on the table’s edge, sitting side-by-side in front of her with their thighs pressed against each other and juicy zebra cocks now being only inches from her face. “Wanna give ‘em a taste?”

Beckoning her closer, they couldn’t understand the chaos that this was causing in her head. Throughout life, she’d always been the one known as the innocent virgin, Fluttershy not even having masturbated once, so when they’d whipped their cocks out, everything she knew about intercourse’s basics went out of the window, this much more… alluring than she’d’ve possibly expected.

Still though, she didn’t want this, and despite how… tempting her mind made it seem, she knew she wouldn’t just bend over and let them take her virginity. Though as they brought their meat closer the idea did sound better and better.

“N-N-No. I-I-“ Her mind was dead set on denying them, but all it took was one whiff, one small smell of that heavenly musk for her to be swayed. Taking one deep breath in, not even noticing she did, Fluttershy let their lewd aroma enter her body, sending a tidal wave of arousal through her. O-Oh my gosh! And the new feelings went straight to her pussy still on the floor, it even moistening a little in the excitement of having these two all to herself.

Bit by bit, her mind was being shrouded in new thoughts that she’d never even considered before, and inspecting their juicy lengths, they looked like they needed this, needed her to help.

Slowly, the mare was being convinced, the horniness getting to her and this new thrill impacting her judgement without her noticing. W-Well, if they need it so much and they want me to help… It isn’t like me helping them with my mouth would be taking my virginity so… I-I guess I could at least try. This was only oral sex anyway, not actual sex, she knew she’d never do that with strangers, however if these two needed this ‘help’ then she’d be happy to do what they wished.

Meanwhile, above watching her, the two were happy seeing her comply, but knew she would’ve eventually anyway.

Leaning forward, her hot breath tickled the tips, before she tenderly shot her tongue forward, licking up the pre-cum that one of them had dribbled out and making him moan quietly at the little relief. I-It tastes… good! Moving to the other one she did the same, eating up their cum and savouring how delicious she found it.

Quickly, confidence was rising, her getting more and more into this. Preparing herself, she pressed her muzzle against one’s dickhead, breathing in more of that addicting musk again and letting her lust take over. Fluttershy had no clue as to why she was so willing to assist, but didn’t care much, helping creatures was her purpose in life and for some reason she was more than happy to help these two out.

You can do this Fluttershy. Moving back to the first and noticing how agitated the zebras were getting, she decided to hurry up, pressing it against her muzzle again. In a drawn-out motion, she tried wrapping her lips around it, pushing her head forward and trying her best to fit his massive head in her mouth. It’s so big! And it’s so… His dick was rubbing on her tongue, every taste bud revelling in the lewd and dirty flavour. Eager for more, she shoved her own head down it more, getting his whole head in her mouth and trying to take down even more of his massive shaft.

“Fuck!” As the two watched her try, it was clear she was inexperienced, Fluttershy not even taking much because of her gag reflex. It did feel good… but not good enough. And anyway, they didn’t come here to just let somepony suck them off, they came here to use a pony, breed a pony. Let’s see how you like this then, Sluttershy! Zebra hooves placed on her head, he pulled down on her mane, ramming his cock as deep into her throat as he could before she even noticed. “Ah, fuck yes!”

Meanwhile, she wasn’t even allowed to adjust to it as she was being used, him violently cramming everything he could down her throat in one movement. Oh my gosh! He’s being so… rough! And whether she’d admit it or not, the pegasus was enjoying this. It hurt having him stuffed in her, but as her nose was tickled by his fur, him entirely hilted inside her, she loved how it felt having her innards stretched out by a zebra’s girth.

After little waiting, her dominator started, his friend next to him jerking himself off while watching. Sliding himself out bit by bit, Fluttershy’s body had jolts of elation as his head rubbed along her insides, the dick’s head being all that was in her as the cycle began again. Her throat’s so tight! Up and down and up and down, one of her many future masters was controlling her head, making it bob constantly as he used her like his toy.

Soon though, he didn’t need to. All the mare could smell was the zebras’ arousal, and because of that added arousal she was trying to move with his thrusts. Meanwhile the zebra removed his hooves and rested on them behind him, getting to see his first pony start to break as she repeatedly deepthroated him, moaning whorishly along with the wet slurping noises she made. It feels so good helping him! So right!

“Fuck, you’ve gotten good at this quick!” It can’t have been easy taking down that much zebra, so with her body clinging to him he was getting close quickly, his balls more than ready to empty their first loads into her. But he wasn’t done with her just yet, plus his friend to his side hadn’t been given any special attention so far. “Hey slut!”

Not moving, still keeping him lodged in her mouth, she looked up, not wanting to move. “Mmm?” Questioningly, she sent a vibration through his cock, him still on the edge.

“Aren’t you forgetting something?” At his words, a pre-cum-dribbling tip prodded her stuffed cheek, smearing it’s juices on her fur and easily grabbing her attention. She’d left a stallion out, his erection having gone untouched by her.

Oh… Before this the mare probably would have apologised for leaving somepony out, but now that was the last thing on her mind. Instead she slid her head back, still sucking slightly as every last inch of his lubed-up meat left her lips. Pop! Panting and with a lust-drunk smirk on her muzzle, Fluttershy wordlessly turned to the second shaft pointing directly at her face, some of that delectably delicious pre dangling in front of her like it was there to bait her in.

And it worked.

With little to no hesitation, the pony’s gleeful face dived forward, Fluttershy immediately crashing her mouth into his junk and trying desperately to slurp up what she could, french-kissing his dick before she did any more. Mmm! Their cum is so tasty! Not once did she think twice about anything she was doing or thinking, accepting it and not wanting anything else.

She was so into this, and they could tell. Heads turning to each other, the two zebras being sucked off knew they were both thinking the same thing, it being something along the lines of ‘Holy shit. This mare must’ve been pent-up!’ Opening her lips as wide as she possibly could again, she made her head move forward, easing the second cock down her throat and feeling it stretch out her insides. Impressively, the mare would fit it all in her, him balls-deep in her whilst she was below them having the time of her life.

And like that, being a good little slut, Fluttershy kept hungrily bobbing up and down on zebra cock, alternating between the two as the thoughts of everything else faded away. Every now and then, their hooves helped her out, the zebras pushing her down them their shafts more often, but even more than that her own hooves helped her out, reaching down in an attempt to rub at her sopping wet cunt. So good… So… So good. Deliriously, her mind was this close to being changed forever, lost to lust.

Under her, creating a messy and aromatic puddle on the floor, her pussy ached, begging her for the stimulation her hoof couldn’t give it. And despite her best efforts masturbating furiously, she was no where near cumming, unlike her two lovers. “Ngh! I’m gonna cum!” Once more she moved back to the other zebra, edging them both and only making their climax all the more anticipated, but the two were about to cum and give her the prize she’d been craving so desperately. “Open wide!”

Following commands, another pop sounded out as she released his head from her mouth, sitting fully on the floor for them. Resting after the tiring blowjobs she still couldn’t disobey them, not wanting to as she opened her mouth wide, inviting them to land all of their seed onto her tongue as she closed her eyes.

In an instant, their hooves shot down to their wet horsecocks that she’d been worshipping, the two pony-fuckers smiling down at her open and patient mouth, it waiting for them as they immediately started jacking-off. They had been close, so with the sight of this corrupted mare wanting more of their hot spunk, it wasn’t difficult getting off. Still sat directly next to each other, the two’s dicks pointed at her as their hooves took long and fast strokes up and down their shafts, it didn’t take long, them cumming on her together.

First, a large glob shot out of each tip, huge white ropes of cum landing directly on her taste buds. “Ahn!” Elatedly moaning, the addicting taste went straight to her changing brain, her not even getting to enjoy it too much before more came her way. Still pumping up and down on their dicks, grunting as they climaxed onto her, strings of cum shot out of the zebras’ dicks, jizz landing all over her waiting face and painting it with their lewd liquids

Soon, the adorable face from before was gone, it now tainted with multiple zebra’s cum covering it. The yellow mare looked like some lust-crazed dog, her tongue lazily lulling out of her mouth while her body panted heavily, the coat of cum clashing with her yellow fur and the mare now reeking of the fertile zebra seed.

That was… Zebras are amazing! I need to do this again with them, maybe now! They certainly looked like they could, their dicks not having gone down in the slightest, but whilst she could barely see them she tried licking her lips, getting more zebra cum into her mouth while they watched.

They weren’t finished with this mare yet, not with the show she was putting on for them.

Basking in the afterglow of it all, savouring how their sticky spunk felt on her face and how it tasted when it occasionally dripped down for her to lick up, Fluttershy never questioned any of this, just focusing on how good it had all felt. But that soon came to an end when one zebra hopped off of her table, walking past her. W-What is he…

Stood a few meters from her, he turned, looking her in the eye as she struggled to not look at what hung beneath him. With a grin, the zebra sat down facing the pony, moving to lie on his back with his throbbing appendage pointed upwards. Resting on his legs, he looked past his massive member and at Fluttershy, smiling at her with his intentions clear. “Well? You know you want some.”

Wait, d-does he want me to… Wiping the rest of their cum from her face and withholding the urge to lick it all up, she looked again. He was in the perfect position for her to climb onto him, him stabbing that perfect tool of his into her as he took her virginity. Instantly, as soon as the thought appeared in her head, a jolt of arousal, something she’d never felt before, shot through her. Just the idea has made her the wettest she’d ever been in her life.

Her, on top of him, a zebra being her first, them rutting like animals before he lodged himself balls-deep in her and filled her womb full of load after load, knocking her up with his foal.

…Fuck. I-I-I shouldn’t but… She couldn’t help herself. Her pussy had never felt this hot, this needy, and she couldn’t resist. Mindlessly, her body started walking over to him, eyes constantly glued to… it. It’s so…

Watching her short-lived internal conflict, they knew it wouldn’t last, she still hadn’t even cum yet, so these intriguing ideas only made even more droplets drip down onto the already wet floor, the room having filled up with the heavy smell of their combined arousal long ago.

H-How would that feel i-inside me? Standing as this zebra was lying down, Fluttershy hesitantly moved her legs to either side of him, mounting him. She could already feel the warmth of the dick on her behind, stood in front of it with it barely touching her desperate pussy.

As she looked down and not behind her, seeing a handsome zebra face greet her, two hooves placed themselves on her massive ass, the impatient zebra about to take her virginity not willing to wait anymore.

Feeling the hot tip prod her constantly winking marehood, the tiniest bit of semblance was given to her despite all of the mind-boggling arousal flooding through her. A-A-Am I really going to let a stranger do this? I-I mean, I always thought it would be after some magical date and be with somepony I loved… Even though she knew she should be distressed right now, her body prevented her from any and all stress, much preferring this reality to anything else she could possibly think of. …Oh f-fuck it! I bet this zebra’s amazing junk is so much better than-

Fluttershy had been zoning out, and so missed how agitated the zebra about to take control of her was getting. Under her and having a good grip on two oversized cheeks, his dick prodding at her more-than-slick entrance, enough was enough, and in a single large move he slammed her body down, forcing the entirety of his cock all inside of the mare and filling every last bit of her cavern he could… with great resistance. Holy fuck, this bitch is tight!

Having been broken out of her thoughts, Fluttershy felt every inch of him force his way into her. Every inch. Him having slammed her down and shot his huge zebra dick deep into her on the first thrust, all she could do was scream out as his horsecock was crammed inside, tearing past her hymen and crushing her formerly untouched womb. “AAAAHHN!” All at once, too much pleasure hit her, the friction of her virgin walls scraping on him as he stretched her pussy to it’s limits being too much for any mare to handle.

If she hadn’t been so wet it might’ve been more of a struggle, but he had slipped himself right in with enough force, and now he’d gotten to feel to tight confines of her pussy’s insides he wasn’t going to stop now. Wrapping his front legs around her waist the zebra stallion pulled her down onto him, feeling her generous tits squishing against him as he positioned himself right. “You ready, slut?” The question was rhetorical, it didn’t matter if she was or not, nothing would stop him now he’d gotten his hooves on this future cock-sleeve.

It wasn’t like she’d even tried to answer anyway, too lost in pleasure to get anything out other than breathy moans.

Like a breeding machine, he mercilessly started using her. With his back hooves planted on the floor his insatiable cock got moved in and out of her, jackhammering her marehood and ploughing it thoroughly as she couldn’t even prepare herself. “Holy fuck! Pony pussy feels so good!”

Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!

Again and again his hips smacked her wildly bouncing cheeks, making slapping sounds every time he thrust into her. Those sounds were nearly drowned out though, some slut being much louder. “Ah! Yes! I love it! I love zebra cock! Please! Don’t stop! AH!” There was no going back now for Fluttershy, she’d gotten to experience how amazing it felt when zebras dominated her, used her, and even she knew she’d never want anything else again.

She was screaming at the top of her lungs and to the zebras it was the most arousing sound they’d ever heard, but under her he had something even better in mind. Taking one hoof from holding down her bouncing booty that he was still fucking wildly, he placed it on the back of their newest sex slave’s head. Inevitably, she looked down for a second out of slight confusion, but that was enough for him to yank her head down, crashing his lips into hers.

Holding her in place, his tongue dove into her, impatiently exploring her mouth as her moans only became muffled. She was obviously inexperienced with her tongue as she tried to reciprocate but he knew that would change given time.

Like that they kept going at it, Fluttershy even trying to push herself backwards so he could smash his dick into her womb even harder, but she had to pull her mouth off of his to gasp when she felt another pair of hooves on her rear. The other zebra (one she’d completely forgotten about again) was trying to mount her, making the zebra still in her decide to stop for now, something Fluttershy instantly noticed. “Forget about me?” Climbing over her, he pressed his front against her back, the mare now sandwiched between the two.

It felt good being completely surrounded by the sexy stallions, but the arrival of another wasn’t what was on her mind. Why’d he stop? I want more! I NEED more! Moving back in an attempt to push more of him into her again, she had lost all doubt about doing any of this, right up until… Please! I need more of that-

Gasp!

Pushing her fat ass backwards, the mare suddenly froze, having felt the zebra on top’s dangling meat prod against her large asshole, and while she stopped moving back he was definitely pushing forward, confident that her anal virginity would be taken today too. With him beginning to push into her second entrance, his cock already lubed-up with her saliva, she craned her neck back to look at him. “B-But that’s my butthole! Wh-Why are you using that one?!” He was welcome to use the others, but considering she’d never even heard of anal she wasn’t so sure about this.

Not that he cared, chuckling dismissively. “Pfft, please, I’ve had my eyes on this fat ponut for too long now! Don’t worry though, I’m sure you’ll love getting your tailhole fucked!” With them words he thrust his hips forward slowly, her undeniably large anus having no choice but to try and take him in.

“W-Wait!” Grinning, the zebras kept her in place, holding onto her despite her apprehension. Without words and just moaning the zebra kept going forward, finally slipping his head into her hole as her body unwillingly clutched onto him. She was so tight, but all that did was make him want more of her, and whilst not willing to admit it, she wanted more too, her newest lover feeling… too good up there.

Whilst enjoying her body’s hold, Shy’s ass being whorish inside and out, the zebra wasn’t going to just stop here, wanting more and willing to take it. Pulling his own butt backwards and making himself nearly pull out of her, he gleefully shot his hips forward, slamming every inch of horny zebra meat up her asshole with his balls dangling down to taunt her not-vacant pussy.

“AAAAAAHHHNN!” Not even intending to, Fluttershy had stuck her tongue out, letting it dangle from her muzzle as her eyes rolled into the back of her head. To say the pleasure was overwhelming would be an understatement, but getting to feel him balls-deep in her, both her holes filled completely was the best thing she’d ever experienced, ever. “M-More! Please!” The words erupted from her before she’d even thought about saying them, but even then they didn’t budge, just smiling at her deviously.

Staring at her and not moving an inch, they forced her to endure their torture, nothing happening for way too long (only 5 seconds) up until they uttered a few words to her, the mare willing to comply with anything they wanted for more cock. Leaning in, the one spooning her from behind leant over to place his muzzle right next to her ear. “…Beg for it.”

She had been broken in a while back, already willing to comply with anything as long as she got more zebra, so all this did was make words erupt from her once more without them even registering in her lust-riddled brain. “Please! I’m begging you! Use my holes! Be as rough as you want! Please! Empty all your cum in me and use me like the slut I am!”

That was exactly what they wanted to hear, just a pure confirmation of their dominance over her and her submission to them. And not waiting any longer they began pushing their entire lengths in and out of her, starting slow but speeding up instantly. It didn’t take long for them to be back at their top speed yet again, plowing their doubly-penetrated pony as fast as they could and feeling as their balls filled with load upon load to shoot into her.

Obviously no sentences could come out of her, only the desperate, dirty moans for more as she ruthlessly got pounded over and over. She’s addicted. There’s no other way of putting it, Fluttershy never wanted to not be a zebra fucktoy, and fortunately for her she’d never have to stop.

But after so long this feral threesome had to come to an end. The two studs were getting closer and closer, feeling their stallionhoods nearing their second orgasmic climax today. Fluttershy however hadn’t been able to even try and count how many times she came, it just being yet another thing that indebted her to the zebras. “Fuck! I’m gonna cum! You wanna get knocked up with zebra foals, slut?”

Somehow, the thought hadn’t even crossed her mind, but in an instant it brought her even closer to cumming again, both her mind and body loving the idea immeasurably. So holding onto him tight she tried sticking her rear out to them even more, screaming out to them. “Yes! Do it! Knock me up! Make me a mom!” Rushing the words out, they sounded more like moans than anything else, though the two enjoying her understood perfectly.

“Ngh! Take it, bitch!” With a few final slams into her, each one rougher than the last, they hilted themselves balls-deep in her guts together. Keeping their massive horsecocks as deep in her as they could possibly get, both started shooting all of their loads into their newest cumdump, thoroughly breeding her by pumping her belly full.

“NGAAAAAHHH!” She screamed out of pleasure so loudly it hurt her throat, an insanely powerful orgasm forcing itself upon her body as she felt herself fill up with so much of their more-than-fertile zebra cum. Splurt! Splurt! Splurt! Not able to move and not wanting to, their mare felt every single huge rope get shot into her, painting her womb and intestines white with what couldn’t escape her.

And the slut loved every second of it.

The new sensations she’d never known before today had her hooked. She was theirs now, and all three of them were happy with that.

Having finished, the pair of pony-pounders didn’t bother moving off of/from under each other. They had the energy to, they probably had enough energy to go at it again, but they just wanted to take it all in for now.

Similarly, joyously, and with not a single innocent thought running through her head, the newest slut laid there between them, basking in what just happened to her. They… They… They just made her theirs, and it was like they’d filled some void inside of her that she didn’t even know was there. Not able to stop the smile glued to her face she looked down, pressing her lips against his again as she let his tongue easily overwhelm hers. “Mmmmm!”

In sync, two cum-covered zebra phalluses slowly slid out of her. Somehow they still were throbbing, ready to go again at a moment’s notice, but they at least knew they had to stop… for now.

“Gah!” Fluttershy gasped and panted as she removed her lips from one of her new masters’ own, strings of their saliva kept them attached as they laid there. With the removal of the cocks, torrents of cum tried escaping out of her two holes, both of them stuffed entirely with their hot white goodness. “Mmhmmhmm… My butthole… it… it feels so full!” That was an understatement, and she was fully aware of that as she murmured it to herself elatedly.

Hotly, Fluttershy tried looking back, trying to see the cum drooling out of her and making a pool on the floor beneath them, but sadly couldn’t. Unfortunately for them all, neither of the three got to see the lewd sight of jizz being squeezed out of her ponut, it dribbling out of her ass before sliding past their throbbing meat, moving down her mountainous crack and onto the zebra below.

Joyously and with not a single innocent thought running through her head, the newest slut did all she could, she just laid there, happily basking in what just happened to her. She didn’t want to move, she didn’t need to. As she felt them start to grind their dicks up and down her sweaty asscheeks, wiping off the leftover cum and smearing it on her fur, she wanted to stay right here, having accepted her new role as a zebra cocksleeve and kinky sex slave long ago.

Throb. Throb. Throb. As two zebras and their toy walked on a path back to the streets of Ponyville, it was getting harder and harder to hold themselves back, the striped of the three both feeling the overwhelmingly intense desire to pounce on their little pony, rutting her brains out yet again. Under them, their horsecocks were still as hard as they could be, and why wouldn’t they be with the sight in front of them?

None of them had even thought about cleaning before heading off, so that meant that (after making sure to walk behind Fluttershy) they got the wondrous opportunity to enjoy how she was leaving a white trail as they walked, as well as getting to watch as her two cheeks bounced with each step, both marvellously massive masses still smeared with their cum as they failed to hide what lie in between them.

So it was pretty impossible for them not to be insanely hard right now.

They were on their way to making her theirs, officially anyway, she already belonged to them as far as the trio were all concerned. This though would get to show every pony and every creature that Fluttershy was zebra property and a broodmare for them to use, nothing more.

The closer and closer they got to the village, the more and more impatient the two zebras got, but they knew they’d follow orders and ‘stripe’ her first before doing anything else.

After not too long the village in the distance was right in front of them, and, just like they had this morning, the pair marched in confidently with their new ‘friend’…

It took literally seconds before ponies started staring at the state Fluttershy was in.

In no time at all, jaws were dropped. Everypony just couldn’t believe their eyes and for good reason. Fluttershy, the Fluttershy, was just casually strolling through the streets with a gleeful smile on her face, walking with a pair of erect zebras that surely had had their way with her, oblivious to the eyes on her and the crowd growing to watch.

There was the occasional baffled whisper but despite that everypony remained silent, not able to even comprehend the sight of the village’s shy mare (who’s also an element of harmony) uncaringly displaying what must’ve just happened to her.

There definitely weren’t as many ponies as there were this morning, many being ‘busy’ with zebras elsewhere, but the crowd was still large, watching, ogling, gawking at the three in disbelief as they just headed to their destination, not even acknowledging the crowd’s existence.

Somehow though, the weirdest was still yet to come.

Whilst leading their toy to the tent our two zebras had only shared a few remarks, them all being about what they’d love to do to this yellow and white mare afterwards. They hadn’t conversed too much, though their heads did turn to the others’ questioningly as a door in front of them opened, not blocking their path but still being in their way.

It caused their yellow pegasus to stop, and despite usually being more than happy to bump into the bouncy behind they got visibly agitated. They didn’t want to wait patiently, they wanted to bend this one over and start breeding again, anything that delayed that was just a hindrance.

“The hell?” Murmuring quietly -so much so that the entire crowd following them didn’t hear it- one of Fluttershy’s new masters was seconds from suggesting they go around it rather than waiting, but the hesitation and curiosity paid off as a trio of zebras, friends, walked out with their own mare close behind. “Oh! Hey it’s you guys! You heading to the tent too?”

“Hm? Oh yeah! Just got finished knocking up this slut!” Gesturing behind him, the mare they’d had their fun with was there in a similar state to Fluttershy: her belly was slightly bloated, her fur had traces of cum left in it, and her face was showing how drunken on cock she was.

The zebras all saw another whore in the making, though Fluttershy was able to recognise her just like the new mare had definitely seen who she was.

R-Rarity? Without the mares taking long looking at each other, the duo and trio of zebras merged into a quintet, guiding these two pregnant ponies the their shared destination together. Walking in front so the zebra stallions could enjoy their behinds again, Fluttershy and Rarity got an opportunity to chat whilst the zebras behind them did too. “Rarity?” In a questioning tone, Flutters’ started.

“Yes darling?” When speaking, Rarity didn’t seem to be embarrassed in the slightest, even with how she looked to all the ponies she’d known all her life. Turning to look at Fluttershy, she smiled knowingly, speaking abrasively. “I take it those ravishing zebras had their way with you too, hm?” She should’ve been hesitant or awkward when bringing up topics like this, especially with Fluttershy of all mares, but she couldn’t bring herself to care.

In actuality, the former fashionista was too in love with zebra cock to focus on any other desires, and she’d let them use her right here and right now if they would, anything to please them…

And she’d soon realise her old friend felt the same way.

“I… Umm…” Stumbling slightly, it surprisingly didn’t take long for her to recover. “Yes, th-they did actually.” Getting wet again just thinking about it, she tried to ignore her mind begging her to let them have another go with her. “It was…”

“Fucking fantastic, wasn’t it?” Interrupted by Rarity, ‘Shy couldn’t help but agree promptly. It wasn’t only the buildup of her enthusiastic blowjobs or the feeling of having her holes stuffed full or even when they all came, pumping their cum into her together, but it was all of it. Every part of her sexual experience with the zebras was what made it so ‘fucking fantastic’ as Rarity put it, and she knew no ordinary stallion could’ve made her the slut she’d suddenly become today.

With the tent in view, all seven happily made their way to it, only like this knowing that more carnal fucking was yet to come.

“Wha… Wh-What-“ The horny group wasn’t followed as they left, with noponies trying to follow them to the mysterious tent. The main reason why was because of how they didn’t dare venture into such unknown territory as the zebras’ domain, so all of them remained silent, slack-jawed and frozen in place while they had departed… except for one pony there. “W-WHAT IN TARNATION?!”

Completely baffled, Applejack knew what she’d seen, two of her best friends parading around like… like…

Like mares that let the bull ride them at the rodeo! Or… bulls… Wracking her mind on what to do and even pacing slightly in the crowd, only one feasible option could come to mind. I-I’ll get Twilight! It must be some spell or somethin’ that they’re on, or-or an illusion or somethin’ like that!

Turning in the opposite direction she’d been facing the orange mare sprinted away, bursting out from the mass of ponies and frantically galloping off.

Ah reckon if anypony can f-fix this then Twi’ can! Those two… They looked so… Shaking her head as she tried to put the image out of her mind, AJ just kept making a beeline for the Crystal Castle, ignoring the voice in her head telling her it was too late and to consider giving in to them already.

The zebras’ tent. Up until now it had been a complete mystery to the two mares, but now they were inside of it they could confirm that there was little to see here. On the floor were many mats big enough for any mare to be on. They were set up all around the place, each having a collection of items next to them purposefully placed there.

Despite its unassuming appearance they felt that this little ‘visit’ would change their lives forever, and they were right.

“So you two, d’ya know why you’re here?” Coming from behind her, one of their striped lovers grinned devilishly at them, his veiny cock still hard beneath him and drawing their eyes.

“W-We heard something about getting… ‘striped’?” It was little to no information to go off of, but enough for him to confirm as his friends moved to a pair of the many vacant mats.

“Well basically…” Going behind them again, he moved in between them. The zebra brought them closer to him, both of his front legs over their shoulders as he seductively declared their exact intentions with no hesitation. “What we’re going to do now is make you ours, officially anyway. We’ll cover you in our stripes, our jewellery, and whatever else we want to. All of it to show everypony that sees you exactly who you and your bodies belong to.”

Right as the words registered in their zebra-loving minds, the mares couldn’t hide it, a huge blast of pleasure soaring through their bodies and straight down to their marehoods. With every word he made their pussies grow wetter. With every whisper he made their bodies hotter. And with every little thing he uttered they grew more-than-excited, overjoyed at the idea of not just getting to worship and serve zebra cock, but belong to it as well.

With just a few sentences, the two sluts went from blissfully reminiscing about their last orgasms to craving the next, avidly looking forward to when next they would serve the zebras, not just as their sluts, but as their slaves too. As soon as he released them and put his four hooves back on the floor, they trotted over to the others in the tent, knowing what they were supposed to do and following.

Only smiling lustfully, clearly wanting to take care of their own erections, the zebras watched them stand on the designated spots and sat down, picking up a couple paintbrushes that were in small pots with their mouths. There was a black paint on them, not any normal one but a magic one, a permanent one. It would forever be put onto the ponies’ fur and skin, there to stay.

Watching in anticipation and doing their best to stay still, the ponies had two zebras working on them each. It was too difficult for the pair to look forward, not ogling the rods at each side of them, but they’d manage. Closer and closer the brushes got until- “Ngh!” As the brushes made contact, their cold paint got to work as the stallions moved around. Swirling around making all sorts of patterns, a swirl here, a stripe here, it was as if tongues were licking their bodies, travelling over every curve and every sensitive part of them besides the ones they wish were being touched right now. And then after that it had no choice by to dry, marking them as zebra property.

It took too much patience and restraint from all of them, but finally, after about 15 minutes, it was over. The striping was an intimate experience, and one none of them would ever forget with it being the first time the zebras had actually done that besides the practice they’d done back in their homeland.

Sensing they were done and daring to move once more, two ponies were mesmerised by their own bodies. I look… fabulous! Not trying to hold back their gleeful and lustful smiles the mares could only just believe it, in just a day they’d both gotten the honour of having their lives changed for the better, no longer needing to worry about literally anything, their minds only needing to think about how to bring the most pleasure to their masters.

Life couldn’t be better for the two.

“So sluts, we also decorate our own with jewellery, how about it?”

Ooh!

“So Applejack, is this so important that I had to stop researching those zebras to come with you?” In a not-so-good mood, Twilight Sparkle had just been dragged out of her library (and not for the first time). In there, she had been investigating the new striped inhabitants of the town. Having given the more… informative book to Starlight, she had to go through everything else, finding literally nothing on them despite the most basic information.

But she hadn’t once thought of stopping, dead-set on her research bearing any positive results. It was only when a familiar farmer almost kicked the library doors off of their hinges that she was able to stop focusing on the task and return to reality once more. Telling Twilight to follow, Applejack had explained on the way that she’d seen two of their friends, two of the elements of harmony, saunter through town looking… uncouth, as Rarity would put it. But with AJ having avoided the subject in particular, the two lewd-looking mares obviously having looked a bit more than uncouth, Twilight was still in the dark about the whole situation, her patience running thin. “It better be important otherwise I’m just gonna turn around and go back to researching the zebras.”

“Twilight.” Turning to her as they jogged to where the Apple had been earlier, Applejack sounded as honest and earnest as ever. “This is to do with them zebras.”

Well why didn’t she say that earlier? With her curiosity now fuelling her, the egghead sped up. Considering how little she knew about the striped stallions she knew that for peace to come she must learn the most she possibly could about them, and if this had something to do with her friends Twilight could only guess as to what has happened.

From there their running had gone uninterrupted despite a small white bunny who’d also been searching for Twilight tagging along and hopping on her back, failing to communicate with them as they ran.

Soon though, a large crowd had come into their view. It was hard to miss, and her presence was noticed by more and more of them as they got nearer. Still murmuring amongst themselves, they seemed to form a path through for the princess through them, Twilight walking through only to see a tent being the point of interest. Confused, her voice spoke to the mare beside her, knowing even less than them about this all. “Hey, um, what’s going on here?”

The mare seemed to be uncomfortable answering, blushing, stammering and looking away whilst trying to answer. “W-Well, we s-saw Fluttershy and Rarity earlier walking with some z-zebras. But they were…”

They were what?! Being so clueless was starting to piss Sparkle off, and she was close to yelling at the poor mare to get on with explaining it… Until all heads turned to the tent, the flaps it had for doors opening and seven exiting.

Silence was all that could be heard.

With them walking closer and closer, it wasn’t difficult to understand what had gotten the ponies here so worked up with the sights of dripping pussies and throbbing horsecocks there for all to see. But somehow that wasn’t even what was being focused on. As Princess Twilight took in their new appearances, a couple specific words passed through her frozen mind. …Holy shit…

At the same time, in a world of their own, Fluttershy and Rarity didn’t notice any of the crowd, nevermind Twilight and Applejack in it. They knew the ponies were there, but didn’t care in the slightest, for they’d just gotten the best present they could have ever dreamed of put all over their bodies.

Since before they had left the tent, the two sluts knew the other ponies of the town would notice, hesitancy however didn’t rear it’s ugly head as the excitement dwarfed all else. The truth was, they wanted the village (and all of Equestria for that matter) to see their new position under the zebras’ hoof, and now what they donned did just that, showing their permanent submission under their zebra masters to every creature around them.

They knew they looked amazing, and the zebras ogling their new striped bodies just confirmed that, but it wasn’t just stripes that their bred bodies were now donned with. Besides the black lines on her their, they had earrings of gold to decorate their ears and a couple golden bracelets too, yet that and the stripes were everything Fluttershy had on. Rarity however, she took everything they could offer, honoured and aroused to show off her body more. So with more earrings, a couple more bracelets and multiple neck-rings surrounding her throat, Rarity had the utmost confidence that she could bed any zebras she wanted to.

They all came to a stop, stood smiling with the baffled ponies watching their every move, but that was exactly what they wanted. Yes, obviously the stallions wanted to get back to fucking, but they also wanted to draw a crowd, wanted to put on a show and make their intentions clear now that they’d reached the point of no return, mares already devoted to their cause. So letting every equine here bathe in the tense atmosphere, one particularly impatient and mischievous zebra turned to the mares, speaking so the onlookers could hear. “You two, stick them asses up. We have a present for you if you wanna take it…”

Thud. The second he finished they were on the floor submitting, smiling and looking back at them gleefully, ready. The crowd would’ve likely gasped at the display if not for them refusing to break the silence.

Breaking out of the mess that was her mind, Twilight had a brilliant idea, one that would snap the pair out of… whatever this was. Sneakily, she charged her horn up, casting a silent and unnoticeable scanning spell to get a read of their minds. Her dropped jaw turned into a prideful smirk as she looked for whatever was inflicted upon them, analysing the spells that must’ve been on them. Only she found nothing, and it struck her all at once: there was no spell to remove from their minds and no way to ‘fix’ them back to how they used to be, whatever this change was, it was permanent.

Daring to look back at the lewd live performance that was being put on, her eyes widened drastically yet again, her jaw dropping too.

On the dirt floor facing each other, Fluttershy and Rarity had just been mounted whilst she hadn’t been paying attention. The zebras on them looked very pleased with themselves, too pleased as they hotdogged their dicks between the large cheeks, humping them shamelessly and proudly enjoying the assjobs. Peering at the crowd without slowing even a bit, the one using Fluttershy’s body grinned at them, glad they’d managed to corrupt two that were apparently popular in the village. But he wasn’t done yet, not with the ponies watching and not with her.

Thrusting harder into the mare’s rump, eliciting a combination of a squeak and a moan from her, he ground his medial ring on her ponut, moaning alongside her. His front hooves both planted on the floor, he began teasing her with his dick. The head started pushing against her asshole, threatening to open it up again and rut her, but as soon as it was about to pry her fully open and enter, he thrust again, grinding on her while his meat moved from entering her.

It was fun. Fun watching her squirm with a need for the pleasure he could provide her, but this mockery to the ponies had given him chance to prepare a small speech he’d whipped up. “Tell you what Fluttershy, since you’ve been such a good cocksleeve I’ll let you have the honour of choosing which of your slutty holes I ram this thing into. So which is it?”

Thinking about how amazing her zebra masters were and how lucky she was to have met them, she didn’t need to put any thought into the question itself. Putting her head down further and shoving her juicy ass back into him, she pleaded to him, unintentionally loud enough for every equine around them to hear. “Up my butt! Please Master! Stick your fat fuckstick in my butthole! Fill my guts with your sticky zebra seed! Please!”

“Good girl!” They’d probably done enough by now, and even if they hadn’t, fuck it! Willing to obey the mare’s words, he lined himself up again, not teasing her this time as he began pushing, stretching the large ring enough the fit the head in and not stopping until he’d fit it all in her.

“AAAAAAHHHN!” Deeper it travelled with Flutters’ getting to try out anal twice in one day, the zebra cum already inside her acting as the perfect lube for him to sheath himself balls-deep in her. It was just as amazing as it had been earlier, but unfortunately the mare whose face she was moaning into wasn’t having as easy a time.

With the zebra across from them having lined up with Rarity’s asshole, he too wouldn’t stop pushing, any lubricant that had been on his dick earlier gone. Having a much harder time fucking a mare’s donut, the one under him was struggling too. “D-Darling! I-I-I’ve never had a-anything up there before! G-Gah!” Despite the pain hurting, it quickly faded, pleasure taking hold of her now that a little of his precum would help lube up her butt. The half of a zebra dong in her was being pulled out, and the motion sent tingles up her spine, only for more to be eased back in. The old Rarity likely would’ve called this act ‘uncouth’ or something of the like, thinking the idea of anything put up her butthole as bizarre, but she’d changed as of recent, instead obsessing over the way her anal virginity was stolen. This is… Th-This is magnificent!

Out of rhythm, the stallions got to tearing up the mares’ anuses, thrusting in and out and causing a cacophony of moans, grunts and slaps to fill the area. The other ponies there, refusing to look away still, couldn’t deny how hot the view of the two stunning mares getting anally pounded was. As time progressed, sheaths revealed a few pony stallion horsecocks in the crowd, pussies wetting as they did that.

Concernedly, Twilight watched it all happen, the zebras’ corruption spreading as all the mares next to her were surely thinking about what it’d be like if they were in that spot, taking all that cock. She was pretty sure she also saw some mares comparing the stallions’ junk to the zebras. All of a sudden everything had turned from bad to worse. So she’d come to her conclusion, yes, the zebras were a threat to ponies. That book she’d lent to Starlight likely wouldn’t have told her this though, so now she just had to get back to princess Celesti-

“AAAHN!” The curiosity getting the better of her, she glanced at them again, preparing for the lewdest and getting it. After opening her mouth to moan yet again, it had been Rarity’s last (for now obviously), but only because Fluttershy had swooped in, pressing her lips to hers as a fierce tongue battle started. “MMMMMPPHH!” Crying into her friend-with-benefits’ mouth, the former fashionista was in a state of bliss. Her new life was going to be just perfect if everyday was this, better actually.

Travelling in and out, the dicks were stretching the ponuts holding them, and not just outwards. As the zebras pulled back, the assholes were pulled with them, it making this feel better for all of them as the tightness of the sensitive ring brought both the pony and zebra pairs closer to their orgasm.

“Pah!” With a squelch, the ponies’ mouths moved off of each other, strands of their combined saliva keeping them connected. Instantly they were free to moan openly, the ponies offering no hesitation in encouraging their masters to go faster, harder, rougher. “Ahn! Yes darling! M-Master! Use me! Dump all of your fantastic zebra cum inside my ass! They considered themselves lucky to have their zebra masters be so… generous, plus, after these two came in them, another would take their place, unloading their irresistible spunk and taking turns with using their bodies. The idea was perfect to them, and when the enthusiastic humps turned into furious pounding on their butts they knew the lewd dream as well as so many more of them in the future would get to come true. “Don’t stop! K-Keep going!

Like a machine, jerking back and forth, neither zebra would dare stop now. The striped stallions jackhammered into the striped mares’ butts, over, and over, until one final shove inwards ended it all. Sticking their tongues out, the masters felt their tools throb deep within the ponies. Bursts of jizz erupted, emptying their balls and making their mares cum too noisily, euphoria displayed on their faces while their welcoming insides were claimed once more.

But once they had finished with them, riding out every second of their climaxes, the zebras didn’t stick around. They climbed off the mares, sliding their meat out, the cum drooling out their gaping ponuts. Fluttershy and Rarity didn’t get any of the rest they didn’t want as they panted, not before other zebras stepped up, taking the places of the previous ones and pushing into the hole waiting for them, the cycle beginning anew.

Meanwhile, Twilight looked away, the curiosity of what in Equestria this was gone now. She’d seen enough. No, she’d seen way more than she’d needed to, and even if she’d wanted to stay it would likely be hours ‘til they were done with her friends.

The other ponies here would likely stay, watching for whatever reason they had, but Princess Sparkle turned and fled the scene, ignoring the hollers of Applejack and Angel chasing after her. Dashing to her castle, moans, grunts, slaps, squelches, all of them faded into the distance, and she didn’t turn back. What was fuelling her wouldn’t let her, a desperate idea running through her mind and not leaving. Celestia needs to hear about this! Maybe she’d responded to her letter by now?

Author's Note

I highly doubt I’m gonna have many characters have multiple smut scenes like I have with Rarity and ‘Shy, from here I’m likely going to keep it with the usual ‘pony gets fucked and likely won’t appear many other times’ thing.

Seriously (and I mean this) don’t expect updates for a while, months even. I’m incredibly unreliable on updates like that.

Sorry! :unsuresweetie:

Oh and before I forget, constructive criticism is still greatly appreciated.

Anyway, bye!