The Prince's Predicament

Shining landed squarely on his back in the middle of the bed. It was a soft bed, to be sure, but he still landed pretty hard. Hard enough to bounce and land in position the second time. He wasn't accustomed to being tossed like that, but no matter. He was in good company.

Pyre climbed onto the bed right behind him, pushing his legs forward. Cinnamon immediately straddled Shining's chest, draping his tail over Shining's shoulder. Mustard tossed him the oil, and Cinnamon immediately set to work preparing Shining's arse.

"Did your butt grow in size since your last massage?" Cinnamon asked, squeezing and rubbing the bubbly addition. "I don't remember you being this tasty."

"It's a recent change," answered Pyre. "I've been tracking his body shape for almost a year now."

Mustard scrunched up his face. "Why?"

Pyre shrugged. "So I can make recommendations for his workouts? It's literally my job to keep you in shape; I can do the same for him."

"So you could have told us his butt was gonna look this inviting?"

"No, this was sudden. But I could have helped him do it earlier if he'd asked."

"Does it really matter when?" interjected Diamond, shifting Shining's balls gently to the side and tying up his tail so as not to be in the way. "He has now the tastiest arse in the room. Can't we just appreciate how lovely it is?" He leaned in and gave it a kiss. "It's a magnificent butt, your highness, and you should be proud of it."

"That's what I keep telling him," replied Pyre, smacking his shaft against it. Immediately, Cinnamon and Diamond's eyes were drawn to the absolute beast of a cock in front of them. Cinnamon even started to drool.

Alas, it was Diamond who took hold of it with his hooves and lubed it up. Cinnamon already had his hooves all over Shining's arse, and this was Diamond's specialty.

As Mustard came over to sit behind Cinnamon and help keep him focus on Shining's arse, he did not expect Shining to pay him tribute right away. And yet, as he hovered over Shining's mouth, he found that his balls were suddenly very warm, very moist, and moving more than expected. Shining had leaned up, sucked the dangling orbs into his maw, and was running his tongue all over everything.

After a few minutes that seemed way too short when they were over, Diamond guided Pyre's monster into Shining's arse. Everypony, even Cadance, watched as it began to disappear, centimetre by enthralling centimetre, until every decimetre was nestled snugly inside.

"Sweet mother of Celestia," breathed Cinnamon.

Mustard placed his hoof on Shining's abdomen to feel its mass. The length, the girth; it was beautiful, even to him; a top. He was more about sticking his dick into holes than having one enter him, but this was something else. Still, it was within his wheelhouse to be proud of an outstretched abdominal bulge, and this was one of the finest he'd ever seen. His biggest regret was not having been the one to do it.

To that end, he pulled back. It was time to make a bulge of his own. Down into Shining's throat he went, sliding in far more easily than last time. He made sure Shining's hooves were free in the event that something went wrong, of course, but it was time for him to show that he, too, could create a protrusion in the prince.

Shining was practically a professional this time, swallowing the whole thing with little issue. The poison that had shifted his body had made it way easier. He had wanted to accept cock, and now he could. He could do without the thinner chest and shoulders, but if sucking cock was this much easier, he certainly couldn't complain. He thought it had been easy enough when he was gagging, but now, he could even breathe through his nose. There was no need to come up for air anymore.

As both of them began to spit roast Shining Armor, Cinnamon wrapped his hoof around the topside of Shining's firm member and rubbed the underside against his own. Cinnamon could be, but wasn't the most enthusiastic about being, inside of other stallions. He much preferred having them inside of him. Even so, he was never one to turn down a good frotting. In addition to feeling a cock pressing against him, there was a strong, muscular, if not big, chest beneath his buttocks, and a thick, powerful, veiny monster in front of him. He could not ask for a better position.

Diamond took a step back. He didn't want to intrude on this, but he didn't see a place where he could fit in. He considered leaving, but didn't want to cause an incident by turning down such an invitation as this. After all, he was already here, but he still didn't know what to do with himself.

"Hey," called Pyre, looking right at him. "You in the skirt. Are you feeling left out?"

Slowly, Diamond issued forth a shallow nod.

"Come here, then."

Diamond did as he was told, approaching gingerly. Pyre stopped, leaned down, and whispered something to him. Immediately, Diamond shook his head, then Pyre whispered something else, which garnered a nod, and then another statement, which resulted in a second nod.

"Okay, gents, let's rearrange."

Pyre reorganized all of the bedspread until Shining, sitting in the center, had his hips elevated not by Pyre's hooves, but by a stack of pillows. Pyre had dropped down to his knees behind him, lifting Shining's cock up so that Cinnamon could ride it. On the other end, Shining was once more holding a pair of balls in his mouth, Diamond-flavoured this time. Cinnamon's cock was now in Diamond's mouth, and Mustard was situated quite firmly behind Diamond, his balls slapping against Shining's nose with every push.

"Everypony comfortable?" asked Pyre. "Shining, Cinnamon, Diamond, Mustard? All four of you good?"

Nods and grunts of approval and agreement came from each of them.

"Well, you don't need me to tell you what to do. Dig in!"