When you get whisked into a magical world of equine creatures, you’d expect a warm, friendly welcome…
Not a megalomaniac pegasus who somehow escaped a stone prison well over a decade ago and has been hiding away since.
Unfortunately for Anon, he had received the latter.
Laying back in his ‘bed’, his body aching from the rough stone surface he was resting on, he stared up at the rock ceiling and sighed. Life had taken a turn for him, and he couldn’t help but wonder if things would have been better had he not met her on that fateful day.
When he arrived in this world, he had woken up somewhere in the woods, right at the foot of a mountain. Wholly unaware of where he had been, he had scoped the area out and tried to get a grasp on things. Little did he know however, there was someone, or rather somepony who had caught sight of him and observed him for some time.
She did eventually make herself known, after noticing his frustration and worry clearly skyrocketing, but that was the moment that marked the beginning of his subpar existence in this world.
What had met him was a pegasus mare with a salmon coat and light blue mane. At first she had been rather friendly, greeting him kindly and allowing him a sense of comfort. She’d had a way of weaving her words together, coaxing him into a false sense of trust.
She told him where he was, a land called Equestria. She explained that they were at the furthermost outer reaches of the country, and that the nearest town was a day’s walk away. It should’ve raised a red flag, but back then he hadn’t known better. When she got to introducing herself, telling him her name and age, she seemed as nonchalant and welcoming as could be.
The name ‘Cozy Glow’ hadn’t sounded all too menacing, and meeting another adult, who was the same age as him, brought him into a foolish sense of security. Though as he naively followed her through the forest and back to her makeshift home, he was quick to realize his blunder. That friendly face of hers had warped into a devious glare, as soon as he stepped into the cavern she called home, and she had been quick to glower over at him. She had said something akin to ‘you’ll be good enough’ before stamping her hoof against the stone below and snarling at him.
She clarified who she actually was. Yes, a pegasus mare named Cozy Glow, but a pegasus mare who tried to conquer the entire world, was sentenced to a possible eternal prison as a statue, and seemingly escaped said prison over a decade before. She had been living out in these mountains for years, planning and scheming for her vengeance, but the fact of the matter was she needed some help. That’s where he came in.
“Heya, Mister Human ~ Stop being a lazy sack of garbage and get up.”
He groaned, rubbing his eyes as he was pulled out of his memories and back to the present. He couldn’t tell what time it was, but after hearing her friendly tone warp into a fearsome growl, he could only figure it was later than she preferred. Cozy Glow had forced him to be a henchman of sorts for her since he wound up here all those months ago, threatening to abandon him to the unknown wilderness if he didn’t agree and dutifully follow her orders.
Grumbling to himself, wincing as a sharp bolt of pain ran up his shoulder due to the poor excuse of a bed he had slept on, he rubbed his eyes and got up. The cave wasn’t all too impressive, but Cozy had managed to make it much much more. It was more of a makeshift home, built from wood, rope, and more. She had fashioned walls to separate rooms, made something akin to a front door at the cavern’s entrance, and even worked together a respectable living room, bed room, and some more.
He could only assume living years out on her own let her pick up a skill or two, allowing her to garner the ability to make the pseudo home in the cave. He’d say he was surprised that she managed to do something so impressive, but he knew she’d almost conquered the world back when she was a foal - so making a home base from scratch when she was all grown up didn’t really outshine that.
Walking out of the hollow indent in the walls that he called his room, he was greeted by the open area she deemed her planning room. Bent over on a table formed from branches and leaves, she seemed enthralled in a set of papers before her. He would’ve gotten a better look at them to figure out what she was so interested in, but something much more enticing caught his attention.
Two plump, soft asscheeks met his eyes, juicy and ever so tempting as they built up Cozy’s fat ass. He hadn’t met many mares in his time here, besides her and a couple of townsponies in the closest village, but he knew she was packing a hefty, curvy rump. He had ogled her behind plenty of times, spending many a lonely night getting himself off to the thought of them. The way it jiggled subtly as she trotted around, the noticeable clap it’d make when she angrily stamped her hoof, and the idea of just how soft it’d feel with his face buried right into it - it was the stuff of his dreams.
Though today he was graced with something peculiar yet also divine. Her tail was fidgeting, twitching every few moments, noticeably raised a fair amount. He wasn’t entirely sure why it was like that, but the sight it graced him with made him not even bother questioning it. Resting beneath her dock, revealed to him in all their glory, were her nethers.
He could make them out between the thick mounds of her flanks, and his eyes laser focused on them with haste. Just below her tail, her plump, pink ponut stood in all its glory. Her backdoor looked absolutely delectable, pulsing every few moments as she shifted her hind legs.
He rarely ever got to see it, only catching a glimpse of it once or twice in the past couple of months, and he’d have savored it as long as he could if it weren’t for a motion below it catching his attention. It was only for a split second, but he could’ve sworn he saw her marehood wink.
Shifting his attention to her cunt, his eyes widened further. Her lower lips were divine, the paramount of temptation itself, but they were elevated further with their current state - absolutely drooling with arousal. It was unmistakable, the lines of her essence trailing down her inner thighs. He watched her succulent marehood give a second, eager wink, spreading her lips and teasing him with her tight depths. Somehow she was clearly worked up.
It only took him a moment to come to a theoretical answer, but it was one he was fairly confident in. He knew that ponies in this world entered an estrus cycle, something that came a scant few times a year, and from the looks of it that was the only explanation for Cozy’s cunt’s current state. She’d never acted flirtatious, never shown any forms of lust, and never even batted an eye at a stallion or mare when in the far away village. She seemed stoic beyond comparison when it came to her carnal desires, but her marish biology had something to say against that.
Pulling his eyes off her goods, an array of lewd thoughts filling his mind, he walked over to her. Sure, he’d love to keep drinking in her lust and picturing what he’d do to her if given the chance, but with their current arrangements she was essentially his boss - and the last thing he wanted to do was piss her off further.
Stepping up beside her, he glanced down at the mare. “Hey, sorry, I didn't have the best night’s rest.”
“You and me both,” she grumbled, awkwardly shifting her hind legs. “Though your only value is your ability to assist me, so your sleep doesn’t exactly matter to me.”
Anon rolled his eyes, glancing at the papers before her. “Huh ~ you got some papers here?”
“Golly, aren’t you observant,” she mocked, scrunching her muzzle as she tried to keep her tail down. “Listen, I need to attend to some…issues soon, so let me explain what you’re going to do today.”
He shrugged, leaning over the table and looking down at the sheets before her. “These just look like a bunch of ingredients.”
“Of course they are, you -“
Her seething retort was cut short, as she found herself eye level with his groin. Leaning his larger form over the table, with her turning her head to face him at the same time, he had essentially put his crotch before her muzzle, leaving her trapped in the moment. She felt her breath falter, eyeing up the hefty bulge in his pants, before scoffing and looking away.
“Y-you idiot!” she finished, a blush creeping into her muzzle. “They’re components I need to start experimenting on some potions to help me get back at that namby-pamby excuse for a Princess and her friends.”
Anon was far more observant than he let on, and he had easily realized that brief lapse in her composure just now. “Huh, you okay? You seemed a bit…odd right then.”
Cozy’s eyes went wide, as she angrily tapped the paper and avoided his gaze. “I’m fine. You’re so annoying, you know that?” She glared at him, staring daggers into his eyes. “J-just go out and collect these items I’m going to tell you about! Okay?”
He narrowed his gaze, squinting closely at the piece of paper before him. It looked like it was ripped straight out of a book, and at the very top of it there was a bit of incredibly small writing.
“Sure, let me just get a better look at this,” he remarked, reaching down to grab the paper.
Cozy perked up, urgently surging forward to halt his efforts. “N-no, you dolt! I said I’d tell you what they are! You don’t have to - wha?!”
Before she knew it, he shifted his body just enough to reach the paper and scoop it up, though his motion meant she had nearly leapt right into his groin. With her muzzle pressed against his crotch, nuzzling the bulge in his pants, she felt her heart skip a beat.
“Says here it’s an…’Estrus Reliever,” he read out loud, fighting back a smile. “Cozy, are you in heat?”
He couldn’t believe his luck right now. Not only was he able to enjoy the sight of the normally cocky and despicable mare melting into a flustered mess before him, and get confirmation on his hunch, but she had also managed to press herself right into his goods.
“I mean, you didn’t have to just dive onto me like that,” he continued, pivoting his hips and grinding himself against her. “You could've just asked.”
Her blood ran cold, her mind spiraled into a mixture of rage and lust, and she felt her marehood seize upon itself. The shameful notion of her current position, muzzle to her underling’s groin, and the fact that he figured out she was going through heat was horrible enough, but the torrent of thoughts that assailed her at his words made it all the worse.
She was better than him in every way - at least she convinced herself as such. He was some idiotic alien she saw as a tool, but now, with her instincts driving her mind, she saw him in a different light. He wasn’t technically a stallion, but he did have a cock, and from the looks of it within his pants, a big one. He was bigger than her, muscular and tall, more than capable of absolutely manhandling a pegasus mare like her, and that sent a thrilled shiver down her spine.
Her body craved satisfaction, this heat of hers being the absolute worst she had ever dealt with. Time and time again in the past she simply gathered the needed plants and roots to make an estrus reliever potion, but this time her body was demanding she get some actual dick. Her marehood winked wantonly, her juices dripped down her thighs, her nipples went hard with arousal, and she even felt her backdoor pulsing hungrily.
A shade of crimson filled her face, as she recoiled and stumbled backwards. No! She couldn’t possibly stoop so low as to have a rut with…with him! He was a pathetic underling and she was the mare that was going to usurp Princess Twilight’s ongoing reign of peace! They were on totally different levels - her above and him below.
“Who do you think you are to claim that?!” she blurted, trying and failing to act menacing behind her blush. “You don’t speak out of line like that to me or else -“
“Or else I’m destined to perish in the wild alone, you’ve said it a million times,” he replied, deadpanned. A cocky smirk split his countenance soon after. “But usually when you say it, there isn’t a pool of your pussy juices below you~”
It was a horribly risky reply, possibly dooming him to the wild by her own hooves. He let his smugness run his mouth, pushing him to call her out on the blatant state her body was in. He felt a tinge of fear welling within him, but he hadn’t let it stop him. He never was given the chance to throw this cocky bitch a bit of her own teasing, and he was absolutely going to take it.
Cozy’s eyes went wide, as she dove her head down and looked under herself. Glancing past her hefty tits, she saw a clear line of her essence cascading from her cunt to the floor below. She hadn’t picked up on it, but that brief moment of weakness she had before had catastrophic consequences on her body. He knew she was hornier than ever, and she knew she wanted him deep down.
And so that constant denial of hers began to yield.
Huffing hot air out of her nostrils, shimmying her hind legs in an attempt to calm the heat in her groin, she raised a brow at him. “Tch ~ So what I’m in heat? It’s natural. Are you too inept to understand that?”
“Not at all. I figured it out when I was looking at that winking pussy of yours between those fat asscheeks you’ve got,” he shot back, licking his lips as he eyed her curvaceous rump.
Cozy grit her teeth, her anger boiling within her. If she was going to let her libido win, she was not going to let him take any form of control. He was her tool, and she was simply going to put him to work.
Stamping a hoof, she pressed the other against his chest, glowering at him. “Well, golly, aren’t I lucky I have such a useless sack of inadequate garbage like you around?” She smirked, feeling her confidence restore itself as she began turning the tables back in her favor. “Because at least youhave a cock. It’s probably small, but hopefully useable.”
“Pardon?” Anon asked dumbly, unprepared for her to so quickly jump to lewd remarks. He had figured she’d take a lot more to crack, but it seemed like her heat must’ve been something out of this world. “What’re you getting at?”
“You’re my tool. My servant. My property,” she furthered, raising a hoof up and flicking his nose. “So, I can use you however I please. So, I think I’ll do exactly that.”
Anon gulped, her shift in demeanor from flustered to evil derailing his bravado. “I…you mean…”
“Go to my bedroom, now,” she seethed, jabbing him in the gut, “and strip.”
He found his legs listening to her commands before he could even comprehend them. Dutifully turning and making his way to her far superior bedroom, he grit his teeth in anger. He knew he was going to be getting his first bit of pussy since ending up here, but the experience was going to be muddied by her infuriating attitude towards him. As he furrowed his brow, a flame of determination came alight in his chest. She may be a full grown mare, but he was far bigger and stronger than her. If she was going to maintain the high ground now, he’d give her her comeuppance through sheer force of carnal will.
Stepping into her bedroom, rolling his eyes at its clearly superior quality, Anon hastily began to undress. Even among his desire to get back at Cozy, he couldn’t ignore his other desire. His manhood was hard as a rock, straining against his pants and desperate to be freed. Tossing his shirt to the side, he quickly grabbed the trim of his pants and pulled them down. Left with only his underwear, his bulge clear as day within them, his attention was grabbed by a voice behind him.
“Ahem ~ When I said strip I implied I wanted to watch you do it,” Cozy growled, scowling at him as she awkwardly walked into her own quarters. “Your brain is almost as dumb as those ponies who believe in friendship being the real magic.”
Anon grabbed the edge of his underwear, raising a brow at her. “You really hate them ~ huh?”
“They turned me into bucking stone years ago, you moron,” she snarled, pouting her lips. Her eyes slowly drifted down, stopping as she met his bulge. She gulped, nervous and excited by the prospect of what it held within. “Don’t…don’t take them off yet.”
“Huh ~ why not?” Anon questioned, throwing her a curious look.
He watched in awe as she slowly trotted over towards him. Soon getting in front of him, she crouched down a portion to level her muzzle with his concealed package. Once again, though this time intentionally, she nuzzled his bulge, biting her lip in anticipation. Anon had a clear view of her plump flanks, causing his cock to throb - which she felt clear as day.
“Now take it off,” she cooed, eyes fluttering in excitement as a torrent of marish juices spewed from her cunt, “s-slave.”
She tried to keep her cool, oh by the stars in the sky did she, but she had wholly underestimated the sheer intensity of the heat she had been smitten with. Having an actual male around was clearly affecting her arousal, and she was finding it both agonizing yet enticing alike.
Anon smirked, catching onto the crack in her facade. Seeing those asscheeks of hers so teasingly laying before his eyes sent a surge of lust into his body, furthering his excitement. Hearing the fat-assed bitch begin to lose her composure filled him with thoughts - perhaps he could take advantage of this all.
“Why don’t you take it off?” he asked, grinding against her face further.
Cozy gulped, feeling the size of his bulge against her muzzle, breaking her composure further. “M-me?! Why the buck would I do that!”
Anon shrugged, dramatically sighing. “I’m just not really feeling up to it. Guess I’ll just take living in the woods over this…”
“You…you…” Her brow furrowed, an enraged scowl forming as her face grew flushed. “F-fine! I’ll bucking do it myself, you worm.”
Anon fought back a chuckle, pulling his hands away from his groin and raising them in surrender. Her listening and following through with his suggestion indicated just how much her heat was affecting her reasoning. She never gave him an ounce of control, and with only the prospect of seeing his goods making her give up some power, he had to wonder what would happen if he went further.
Cozy grumbled to herself, huffing hot air from her nostrils as she fumbled with the zipper of his pants. The clothing was unfamiliar to her, but she was still aware of how it functioned. Biting down on it, she slowly pulled down, the loud zip sound of it being undone resonating in her ears. Releasing the metal tab from her teeth’s clutches, she shuddered knowing what was to come next. Biting down on the hem of his pants, she tugged them down and gave an annoyed grunt.
“Seriously, you’re wearing more?” She pursed her lips while glancing at his underwear, eyes soon fluttering as his musk grew heavier and his bulge was more clear.
She grit her teeth, feeling her cunt drooling with her arousal. Shaking herself off, steeling her nerves and throwing aside the flurry of submissive thoughts funneling into her mind, she grabbed onto his underwear and pulled down.
Instantly, a long, thick, warm slab of meat slapped her right on her face, causing her to gasp in surprise as it throbbed on her muzzle. Her body went rigid, her eyes went wide, and her marehood winked wantonly as Anon’s massive length pulsed literally right before her eyes. The sheer size of it sent a shiver down her spine, and the submissive thoughts that assailed her mind before returned with fury.
You deserve to be dominated by him.
She scoffed, grinding her teeth. She was in control, and even if her mind wished to submit to such a dominant male, she’d refuse. Marish instincts or not, and with her inexperience even with her grown age, she wouldn’t let it take control of her. She was the boss and he was the underling - simple. That reassurement was a shaky one at best, as with every twitch of his cock on her face her composure lessened.
“Like what you see?” he teased, reaching down and stroking her mane.
She tried to reply, to give a scathing rebuttal, but she found the ability to speak stripped from her as she acted on her instincts. Taking a long, greedy breath, she took in his musk entirely, sending her body alight. Her sinuses were flooded with his exotic, earthy aroma, causing her eyes to flutter and a surge of her marish juices to gush from her depths. She struggled to hold in a pleasurable groan, his scent alone accosting her with sensations surpassing anything she’d experienced before.
Her mind raced, an abundance of submissive thoughts funneling into her imagination. Giving herself to him, willfully debasing her position to his bitch or toy - it sounded good. Something deep down told her her place was below him, serving his every wish and being bred by him. Each second she stood there with his massive cock on her muzzle let more and more of those thoughts assail her.
She pulled herself away from her lustful delirium, a rage filling her as she threw away those thoughts. Her mind was awash with need, making her think the unthinkable, but she absolutely could not give in to them - less she would warp into his needy, eager slave. She had spent over a decade planning revenge on Equestria for what they did to her, and she refused to lose sight of that from some heat.
“I-it’s pathetic!” she lied, struggling to gather her thoughts. “I thought it’d b-be at least decently big!”
Anon flexed his length, lightly slapping it against her face again. “Awww ~ And here I thought I was big!”
You’re bucking huge actually…
Cozy cursed herself for the intrusive thought, grimacing as she felt her pussy needily wink. “It’ll…it’ll suffice! Just be a good servant and l-listen to me.”
“Of course~” Anon cooed, eyeing her tail twitching right above her juicy flanks.
Cozy gulped, breathing in more of his scent. It was addictive, enthralling her in the scent of a male made to dominate and conquer her. Huffing more of his fragrant musk in, she bit her lip. If he smelt so divine…then his taste…
“Sit down on the bed,” she commanded, desperately holding onto her dominant demeanor. “And spread your legs.”
Anon nodded, swiftly doing as told. Scooting backwards, pulling his cock off Cozy’s face, much to her hidden dismay, he plopped himself down on the foot of the bed and parted his legs. With his dick standing tall and wonderfully presented, she sheepishly began to walk over.
The sight of it nearly made her drool, its aroma sent her mind racing, and she couldn’t contain her excitement when it came to finding out how it tasted. She had had only a handful of ruts, all within the past year or so with some studs in the nearest town, but this was her first time experiencing heat with a male. Hesitantly stepping forward, the occasional drop of her essence slipping down her thick thighs and onto the floor below, she closed the distance from him.
She watched as it throbbed with each step she took, surely excited for what she had planned for it. She took that knowledge deeply, knowing that he was excited too, and that she would keep control. The routine reminder coursing in her head was keeping her composure. Stepping right before him, leveling herself eye level with his groin, she nervously bit her lip. Sure she had been reminding herself of his place, but there was still that deep part of her urging her to submit entirely.
“You shy?” he blurted out, pulling her from her lewd, unwanted thoughts.
She scowled, furrowing her brow and hesitantly pulling her eyes off his cock to glare at him. “At a cock this mediocre? Golly,you really are an idiot.” She grit her teeth, feeling her cunt wink again at her lie. “Just shut up and be a good object.”
He watched her squirm in place, seeing right through her facade. In his time here in Equestria he had plenty of time to kill, which he filled by entertaining himself with books. In some saucier pieces of literature he read that mares could be ‘tamed’ if they were dominated just right. More or less, it was a friendly way of saying a mare could be fucked so hard while in heat their minds would break and they’d regress into needy, eager slaves to whomever claimed them. It wasn’t all too uncommon, with one out of every five mares in a relationship being an obedient whore behind the scenes. It was a tad messed up in his eyes, but with his current circumstances he didn’t mind at all. With that information in mind, and knowing just how bad Cozy’s heat seemed, he had his hopes set high for the first time in months.
“Whatever you say, boss!” he sarcastically replied, placing his hands behind him on the soft mattress and leaning back.
She glowered over at him one last time before returning her focus to his goods. As she feared, the second she looked at it she was nearly enthralled. Her instincts were alight, her body was burning with need, and she was salivating over it. Shuddering from head to hoof, she moved forward and pressed her muzzle into the region where his nuts and shaft met.
Greedily, she huffed in his scent, shivering blissfully each and every time his aroma struck her sinuses. It was beyond anything she could possibly imagine, and yet it was bound to get better. Breathing hot air onto his balls, she slowly slipped her tongue out of her maw. Guiding herself down a portion, she slowly pressed it against the skin of his nuts, before her eyes shot wide open.
The flavors that hit her sent her mind for a whirlwind, overwhelming her thoughts and causing her to act on pure instinct. She dove down, hungrily engulfing one of his nuts into her mouth, slurping on it fervently. She swirled her tongue around it, caressing it in her maw with expertise she never knew she had. She moaned lightly, releasing it with an audible pop before taking in the other.
The earthy, salty flavor he provided was as intense and somehow better than his musk. It was exotic, sending her taste buds dancing with excitement with every single lap she took at those hefty balls. It was a taste beyond words, her hormone driven mind finding it to be the most divine taste she had ever savored.
Yet that wasn’t the part that aroused her the most. Being below him, dutifully serving his nuts with every fiber of her being - it felt right. She loved it, the feelings coursing through her, and her thoughts were demanding her to realize this was her place - serving a suitable stud. She grunted with one of his balls muffling it, finding it hard to dissuade the invasive thought. She had only been sampling his jewels, and with her marish needs driving her, she advanced her efforts.
Pulling away from his nuts, she gasped for air. She had been smothering herself in his goods yet she wanted, no, needed to have more of him. Swallowing the saliva in her mouth, shuddering as his flavor hit her again, she kissed his nuts as she slowly moved up. Nothing in her conscious mind thought of doing the ginger action, but again, those intrusive thoughts made her believe her need to be praised. She would’ve scowled at herself, but letting just a few get through to her couldn’t be that harmful.
Slipping her tongue out once more, she slowly dragged it up the underside of his shaft, eyes fluttering all the while. Her thighs were coated in her essence, as her marehood was drooling a constant cascade of her arousal. Sliding her tongue up his cock, she finally got a proper grasp of his sheer size - big. Reaching his tip after what felt like a small eternity, she gave out a shaky breath. Laying right at the tip of his shaft, like a small mountain of precious ore, was a dollop of his precum. She hesitated, knowing she’d usually think nothing of it, but she was in anything but her usual state right now. Gulping, knowing what it might do to her, she lapped her tongue around the head of his cock, finding her concern immediately proven.
Without an ounce of hesitation, she dove her mouth downwards. She slipped his cock down her throat with whorish expertise, hilting him in her maw just barely. Her lungs were restricted of air, as she held that position for a few moments, savoring the feeling of his rod throbbing within her gullet, before pulling back up. Wheezing in air hastily, she began routinely bobbing her head up and down his shaft, throating him like nothing more than a desperate slut.
And she was beginning to love it.
She thought his goods tasted divine, but that small sample of his seed was beyond this realm. She needed more, and her body had acted on its own accord. Dutifully swirling her tongue around his tip with each rise, she danced it along his shaft with each eager dive back down. She yearned for more of what he had to offer, and she knew this would be the best way to achieve that goal.
Anon smirked, his breaths unsteady as he was awash in pleasure. He hadn’t expected her to begin to falter this fast, but it was clear as day she was losing herself to her lust with haste. He was determined to break her, to force her to submit to him. Her heat was intense, her mind was unready, and he had the carnal might to conquer the bratty bitch she was.
He gripped down on the bed sheets, gritting his teeth together as he fought to maintain his endurance. She craved what he had to offer, that was clear as day, but he wouldn’t give her it unless she earned it. The tables were turning, and he wasn’t going to give up an ounce of momentum. On and on she went, slurping on his length and moaning around it every few moments. The sight was the stuff of his dreams, but he could see her growing annoyance in her eyes. Though she was faltering she wasn’t going to be that easy to break.
“Does the sexy bitch want some cum?~” he teased, throwing her a wolfish grin.
Her face flushed red with rage, pulling away and gasping for air. “What did you just call me?”
“A sexy bitch,” he flatly remarked. “It’s a compliment, but, from that tone of yours, I guess you don’t want me to bust right into your mouth.”
Cozy went to give another, seething insult, but cut herself short. As much as she wanted to berate him for his disrespectful remark, being called a bitch turned her on more than she liked to admit. Additionally, she did want his cum, and, seeing him begin to shimmy away from her, she had to act.
“Wait.”
Anon paused, raising a brow at her. “Hmm?”
“I…I…” she stammered, trying hard to swallow her pride. “I do…want your cum.”
“And you want me to shoot it all in your mouth?” he followed, stroking himself tauntingly before her.
“Y-yes…” she mumbled, grinding her thighs together. “I want it.”
Anon shifted over, placing his cock on her muzzle once more. “Say please.”
Cozy moaned, feeling his well-lubricated dick rub against her muzzle. “P-please, give…give me your cum.”
“Good girl~” he cooed, guiding his length down and prodding her lips with his tip. “Worship me.”
That word, and the way he said it, struck Cozy to her core. Not hesitating for even a moment, she parted her lips and dove down. She swabbed her throat with his cock, facefucking herself dutifully. He said to worship him, and her mind was rapidly telling her he was meant to be. Thus, on and on she went, dutifully choking on his titanic rod, desperate to earn her reward. She had entered a routine, flowing like it had all come naturally to her, until she felt Anon grip the back of her mane and stop her.
“This is good, and you begged just right, but it needs more,” he noted, smiling down at her wickedly. “You’ve got a thick set of flanks on you, so why don’t you clap that fat ass while you serve me.”
She glared at him, her mind racing. Serving him sounded right, and using her body to gain allure and satisfy him seemed like it was her duty. Though, degrading herself to such a level, and obeying him in such a way conflicted with her reason. Still, she found herself bracing her hind legs already, spreading them apart. Clenching her eyes, finding that she subconsciously obeyed him, she thrusted her hips back.
An audible clap rang out from her plump asscheeks smacking together, causing her lust to surge. Upping the speed of her cock sucking, she began dutifully throwing her ass back into the empty air. A harmonious blend of slurping and clapping filled the air, as she gave her all into earning her reward. Her flanks jiggled as she twerked, her throat massaged Anon’s cock, and she felt the heat in her groin intensifying, driving her mad with lust.
With his hand on her mane still, Anon leaned back and let out a moan. Watching those curvy cheeks of her jiggle was wonderful, surpassed only by the knowledge that she had obeyed him. A part of him worried she wouldn’t break entirely no matter what he did today, but it was clear a step had been made to shift their dynamic already. Feeling his balls begin to ache, he grit his teeth, slammed her muzzle downwards, and eyed up her juicy rump as his climax struck.
She held her position, feeling his member flaring in her mouth. Bracing both her mind and body, Cozy felt the first ropes of his cum shoot down her throat. The sensation of him unloading into her mouth felt like a miniature orgasm with each wave of his essence, causing her to shudder intensely below him. The warm essence filling her belly was a sensation she could barely grasp, but truthfully it was perfect. Holding her breath, basking in the moment of his climax, she waded out the euphoric struggle she had engaged herself in.
With the final ropes of his cum coming out, Anon began to pull out. A last, massive surge of seed spewed from his cock as he pulled back, filling Cozy’s mouth to the limit and puffing her cheeks out. She didn’t waste the opportunity, greedily swallowing every bit he had given her, moaning deeply as she took it all. Hungrily swirling her tongue around his tip, licking up any trace remnants of his baby batter, she heaved air into her lungs as he finally exited her maw.
Yet she craved more. The heat in her loins was unending, a constant aching need in her depths - one she had to have sated. Licking her lips, her mind awash in bestial need, Cozy eyed Anon’s glistening cock. It’d sate her, but it might conquer her as well.
Yet she couldn’t possibly resist.
“L-lean back,” she stammered, watching as he did as asked. His brief showing of obedience gave her a false sense of confidence that she was still in control, as she gulped. “Spread y-your legs apart some more.”
Anon stroked himself, throwing her a wolfish grin. “Why’s that? Thinking of bouncing that fat ass of yours on my cock?”
Her blush deepened as her marehood seized upon itself. It felt like an honor to hear him call her ass fat, like she needed to be praised by him for her marish features and qualities. His words suddenly had so much more power to them - domineering and arousing at once. She grit her teeth, once again doing everything she could do to fend off the intrusive thoughts. She felt her resistance fading. All she had to do was just quench this heat…and it’d be over and done.
She hoped.
“Yes,” she grumbled, averting her gaze, “o-only because you’re the only option I have!”
Anon gripped his cock, waggling it in front of her. “I’d be happy to stuff that slutty pussy of yours~”
She shuddered, his words filling her with glee and need both.
She whirled around, putting her ass towards him. Shimmying her hips, she began to back up, lining her drooling depths up with his dick. A sharp gasp escaped her lips as she felt Anon’s hand grip her flank, causing her to look back with a scowl.
“Y-you don’t get to touch!” she snarled, hating how amazing his touch felt deep down.
He pulled his hand away, forcing her to give a subconscious whimper, and raised his hands innocently. “Noted. Just hard to resist, yknow? Any guy would be lucky to be in the presence of such a wonderful set of cheeks.”
“H-ha!” she shakily laughed, gulping nervously. “Then be thankful I’m gracing you with t-them!”
Anon smirked, knowing she was already on the edge of her sanity. Her feeble attempts at trying to remain dominant were easy to see through, but he’d let her keep up the act. If just blowing him had broken her down to such an extent, then she was certainly going to fall apart once she got a proper dicking.
Cozy slowly, almost fearfully, began to lower her rump. Inch by inch, her slavering depths grew ever near Anon’s cock. Her tail was flagged, giving him a perfect view of her pucker, laying below her dock and between those marvelous flanks of hers, but his eye was on the prize. Her essence dripped down, coating his slickened cock with her love juices. Mere inches away, she tensed up, issuing a silent prayer to herself to keep herself together, before she slammed herself down.
The sensation was beyond anything words could explain, sending a surge of pleasure through her that rivaled the most amazing orgasms of her life - and she hadn’t even climaxed yet. Her jaw hung open, a throaty moan slipping past her lips as her eyes fluttered, frozen in the moment as she got to sample the first bit of carnal fury he had to offer.
She remained still for a moment, only snapped out of her delirium by hearing an aggravating chuckle behind her. Glancing over her shoulder, she saw the shit-eating grin that split Anon’s face, sending a surge of disdain through her. All she had to do was get off to him before it became too much to bear, and then she’d make sure he was reminded of his place.
Gritting her teeth, keeping her eyes on him, she began to rhymically raise and lower her ass. Loud, audible plaps rang out from her motions, and near instantly her scowl was starting to break. She wanted to get off as fast as possible, to avoid being conquered by the human, but it was quickly becoming clear that she might’ve simply quickened the pace of her own undoing.
She couldn’t stop, the pleasure she was feeling already too addictive. Her body demanded this, and she was too deep to turn back. The grimace of hers faded entirely, her mouth hung open as a look of bliss formed on her face. Tongue lolling out, eyes rolled back, and a cacophony of moans escaping her throat, it was clear she was being undone with each passing second.
And Anon was in pure heaven knowing this.
Her cunt gripped down onto his cock tightly, caressing and pleasing every last inch of his titanic length. She hilted him in her depths with every plunge she made, her walls greedily holding onto him every time she rose back up. Her asscheeks rippled with every slam back down, pressing against his groin as she’d grind herself against him for a moment before rising back up.
Cozy’s mind was breaking apart, being torn apart with each and every slam of his dick against her womb. All her rage, her lust for revenge, her disdain for his very existence, it was all being undone. She craved him, needed him and the carnal gifts he could bestow, and those thoughts of submission came back with a vengeance. Regressing herself to her primal needs, allowing her mind to break entirely - it sounded amazing.
Slap!
A cry of pained pleasure bellowed from her depths, her entire body shuddering as Anon slammed his hand against her ass. She should’ve cursed him for it, stopped right then and there to admonish him for stepping out of line, but to her, it now felt like she’d be the one stepping out of line. He could do whatever he pleased with her, that’s what her mind was telling her, and bit by bit her thoughts of protest grew weaker.
Anon smacked her ass again and again, feeling her clench down tighter each and every time. Sweat began to drip down her form, her pace increasing with every lustful cry she gave. Her flanks bounced in a hypnotic fashion, routinely jiggling with each titanic motion she made. He licked his lips. Just a bit more, and she’d be his.
He slapped her asscheeks harder, watching as she shuddered with pleasure. “Enjoying my cock, slut?”
Her tempo only increased, slamming her ass down against him. “Golly ~ It’s so - hah -g-good!”
She didn’t even care that she let the truth slip out. She was too lost in her lust to properly care. Slut. That word resonated deep within her. Lowering herself to that leveling, becoming nothing more than a whore, it was starting to sound better than even getting her revenge on Twilight Sparkle and her friends.
“Exactly ~ Doesn’t it just feel right?” he taunted, grabbing her flank and giving it a firm squeeze. “Being a slut, my slut.”
Her eyes fluttered, the notion of being his singing a song to her mind and heart in unison. Obediently following his whim, her mind properly broken by his carnal might - it didn't sound bad at all. She clenched down on his length, starting to lose herself entirely as her mind began to crumble.
He suddenly surged forward, reaching up while managing to keep himself inside her depths. Grabbing the back of her mane, seizing her motions, he pulled her back. Cozy gave a pleasured moan from the harsh treatment, forcefully pulled back towards him. He guided her back, pulling her entirely onto the bed now. With her back on his chest, Cozy watched as he slowly wrapped his arm around her torso. She yearned for more pleasure, attempting to shift her hips up and down to fuck herself on him again. Her wings flared out, the soft, pink feathers lining them pressing against his chest, adding an element of comfort amongst the seas of bliss.
“I…I didn’t say you could do that - ahn! Nngh!” Her attempt to regain her power over him was swiftly sundered, as one of his reached down and gripped one of her plump tits. “W-what are you - mmmph- doing!”
He caressed her tit, massaging the hefty bosom in his palm. “Seriously still trying to keep up the act, hmm?” he teased, guiding his hand up and twisting her nipple. “You know you’re better off as my personal bitch than some domineering slut.”
“N-no…” she moaned lightly, her breath intensifying. “B-be a good slave and fuck me!“
He teased her nipple again, ending her retort as she bit down on her lip to contain a girly cry. “Nah ~ You be a good slave and beg me to.”
Cozy’s eyes went wide as dinner plates, her wings shooting all the way open and stiffening at her sides. The absurdity of his demand called to her defiant depths, as she scrambled up some semblance of her usual self “Are y-you bucking serious?! No!”
She felt him chuckle below her, eyes going wide as she felt him pull her up. Inch by inch his cock began to exit her depths, her walls desperately clinging down on him to attempt to keep him within.
“That’s too bad ~ Guess I’m done then,” he nonchalantly replied. “You can kick me out, leave me in the wilderness on my own. Just let me get my clothes on.”
She watched as nearly his entire length had exited her depths, her instincts taking over. “W-wait!”
He paused, leaving only his tip within her walls. “Hmm?” He gripped down on her tit again, squeezing it gently. “What is it?~”
Cozy froze for a moment, her thoughts a mishmash of submission and resistance. The parts of her defiance to him were few and far between, quickly disappearing as another one insisting she break took form. She was teetering on the brink of sanity, and stooping herself to the point of begging a second time, this time to be rutted, was certain to lead to her ultimate undoing.
“P-please,” she murmured.
It was worth it.
She shuddered as she felt him beginning to slide in again, the satisfying schlick of her pussy happily letting him into her depths quietly filling the room.
He paused halfway into sliding back in, switching his grip to her other tit. “Please what?~”
She gnawed her lip, feeling herself cracking. Her mind had been rocketing towards her total submission, and now it was coming to a head.
“Please…fuck me,” she sheepishly added. “I need your - Nnngh! Ahn! Yes! Yessss!”
Before she could finish, Anon had begun plowing into her like no tomorrow. Her body went alight with pleasure as he used her like nothing more than an object, and she loved it. Her body surged up and down, as she pivoted her hips in tune with his efforts. Her tits bounced up and down, occasionally being grabbed and teased by his hands. A lust-crazed smile split her countenance as the final vestiges of her sanity began to fade away.
“You’re a slut - my slut!” Anon roared, slamming into her over and over with everything he had.
Cozy felt like she had to answer, her broken mind urging her. “Y-yes! A slut for…for cock!” she wailed, throwing her head back. “Your slut!”
Anon beamed, knowing she was mere seconds away from shattering. His tempo became frenzied, plowing into the mare with carnal fury. “You’re my bitch, now!”
Cozy giggled, her mind nearly entirely shattered from the bliss she was feeling. “Y-yesh! I’m your fat-assed bitch!”
Hearing her cry out these words was as good if not better than the actual sensation of her cunt clenching down onto him. She had nearly conquered Equestria twice, dedicating her entire adulthood to revenge, and now it was all for nothing. Right here, right now, she was going to be tamed, molded into an obedient pet and nothing more. He couldn’t express how much he loved it. Breaking the nasty, rude bitch on his cock was the pinnacle of all the carnal experiences in his life, and it was finally reaching its finale.
“I'm close, slut,” he grunted, pounding away. “You’re close to earning your reward for being a good slave.”
The prospect of being filled with his cum nearly made Cozy cum on the spot, her marehood gripping down on him with everything she had. “Yes! Give me it!”
His member began to flare in her depths, his balls pulling up to his groin. “Beg for it! Earn my seed, whore!”
She couldn’t resist, she couldn’t deny it. She was going to submit to him, submit to his cock. The pleasure, the need, it was simply too much. Her life of villainy was going to come to its end, as she parted her lips and screamed out.
“Please! Give me your cum! Fill me to the brim! Mark me as your slut! I’m your whore!”
He snarled, pulling himself nearly entirely out of her depths. “Who am I! What are you!”
“Master! You’re my Master! Nngh! Ahn! And…and I’m your sex slave! Your cocksleeve! Your tamed bitch to use! G-golly! Just fucking fill me!”
And she finally broke entirely.
With a massive, titanic slam upwards, Anon hilted himself in her depths and unleashed everything he had. Holding her close to her chest, he groaned deeply into her shoulder, his cock pulsing intensely within her depths as the final nail in her coffin came forth. Rope after rope of warm, thick seed shot into her depths. Her womb was flooded in mere seconds, excess cum flowing out of it and painting her walls. She opened her mouth and let out a silent scream, her world reshaping as she knew it.
A climax struck her, sending euphoric bliss through her every nerve as her mind succumbed to the inevitable. Her every instinct took over, that fiery spirit of hers permanently destroyed. She was his, and that was all she knew now. The pleasure and heat combined to form an unstoppable force, and her sanity had been the victim of the combination. All she could think of was lust, desire, and the need to serve the stud that claimed her. She had been tamed, regressed into nothing more than a subservient slave for him to command and use.
And she loved it.
Anon rode out his climax, feeling the mare spasming in his grasp as she was wrought with the most intense orgasm of her entire life. Her words meant everything to him, and he knew his life was taking a turn for the better. Those books didn’t lie, taming a mare was possible, and he had tamed her and then some. Her mind was broken, leaving her as a needy, obedient bitch before him, and one he’d use for the rest of her days. A fat ass, big tits, plump thighs, and more, she was a fantastic mare to own.
Gradually, after what felt like a small eternity, they began to come down from their cataclysmic climaxes, both breathing heavily as they held their embrace. Cum spurted out of her pussy, her belly bulging from the sheer size of the load he had put into her. A dumb, cum-drunk look adorned her face, the occasional giggle escaping her lips amongst her heavy breathes.
“G-golly…sho good,” she moaned, her leg twitching as her nerves attempted to recover from the overwhelming sensations that hit them.
Anon lowered his hands, cupping her tits in them as he kneaded them. “Good girl ~ You did well as my cumdump.”
His praise meant the world to her now, as a joyous smile split her muzzle. “T-thank you…” She winced, quickly realizing the error in her response. “Thank…thank you, Master.”
“Good slave,” he cooed, caressing her tits. “Isn’t it better to be my bitch? You thought you were in charge.”
She shuddered, another spurt of cum escaping past the seal his massive shaft made within her depths. “I was so…so stupid,” she growled, her words filled with anger. “Serving…your cock is the best.”
“Tamed,” he proclaimed, cupping her chin. “You’re mine now. Understand?”
She nodded, fully accepting her new role in life. “O-of course! My slutty body is all yours, Master~”
“I’ll be using you plenty. You caused me a ton of headaches over these past few months. Feels amazing to know that’s over now. Just had to fuck the sense out of you, and now you’re the perfect cocksleeve.”
She moaned, feeling him start thrusting into her again.
He gripped down on her tits, twisting her nipples gingerly. “Definitely gonna get these pierced ~ My pet has to look the part! Probably gonna get you a collar and a whole lot more too.”
She smiled, any remnant of who she once was long gone. She had been plowed just right, her mind sundered beyond repair. It felt right. This was her purpose, submitting to the proper male. She couldn’t fathom life without his amazing, carnal might, and she prayed she’d never have to again. She’d do and be whatever he wanted, from now and to the rest of her days. She smirked, her eyes no longer holding that feisty spirit of hers.
“Whatever you want, Master~”
Several Months Later…
Anon let out a deep moan, thrusting forward and he reached his climax. He felt Cozy’s asshole grip down on his cock, trained well enough to know the perfect amount of force needed to wring him dry. He sank his hands into her asscheeks, a measure thicker than when he had first broken her. She pressed her rump into his groin, bent over on the bed as he finished plowing her. After a few subtle thrusts, he let out a sigh, his climax reaching its end.
“Golly ~ You sure were pent up!” Cozy cooed, snickering as she looked back over her shoulder. “Not that I’m complaining~”
Anon placed his hands on the bed at her sides, catching his breath. “That’s one round in each hole. Sheesh you’re such a good fuck.”
“I’m glad to hear that, Master~” she breathed, wiggling her flank against him.
Gripping into the plump flesh of her ass, Anon slowly pulled his hips back. His cock escaped her depths with an audible pop, a flood of cum gushing out of her winking asshole soon after. The sight would’ve been the stuff of dreams to him six months ago, but now it was part of his daily routine.
Cozy snickered, eyeing him lustfully as she tensed her hind legs, beginning to shake her ass for him as he exited her. Cum flung out of her freshly stuffed asshole and her earlier creampie, the satisfying sound of her cheeks clapping meeting his ears. To say she had changed would be an understatement. Sure, the mental shift she had undergone had been the same as when he broke her sanity all those months ago, but her body had changed heavily as well.
Upon inspecting her book on potions and more, Anon had found a mixture similar to her estrus quenching one. Rather than satinga heat, there was one that intensified and continued it. Having gathered enough materials, and making her the same brew every day for weeks on end, it had reached the level that she was now in a perpetual state of estrus. Endless heat would be torture for most mares, but Cozy loved it. She had been broken and tamed because of her heat, and now that she was forever in the lustful state, she could feel the sensations that shattered her mind every day.
Though, the biggest change of all was her appearance. Through some extensive research into the potion book, and plenty of expensive ingredients, Anon had managed to brew up a fertility potion. It had one simple function - allowing the consumer of the potion to become compatible with their partner. He had been quick to take it upon completing it, and even faster to rail his pet into the mattress soon after.
And now she was properly pregnant with a foal.
He eyed her up, drinking in her form as she twerked in front of him. Her ass had gotten fatter, plump flesh forming with her pregnancy, her tits had ballooned noticeably, occasionally dripping milk from her now pierced nipples, her thighs got thicker, and of course her belly had grown round and larger. To say she looked good pregnant was an understatement. She was carrying the foal of the guy she used to look down on and hate, but now she was his gravid, obedient slut.
“Enjoying your pregnant look, pet?” he asked, walking up and smacking her ass firmly.
She groaned, her pussy giving an enthusiastic wink in response. “Golly, what a silly question ~ Of course I am, Master!” She giggled, a blush creeping onto her face. “Knowing you bred me and claimed my womb is the greatest feeling ever!”
He slapped his cock between her asscheeks, letting her grind against him. “True ~ Helps you've turned out to be a perfect breeding bitch.”
“Hehe ~ Who’d have thought getting fucked properly one time would fix my act!” She twerked against his cock a bit faster. “Being your pregnant slut is way better than conquering Equestria!”
She was rewarded by another affectionate slap on the cutie mark from Anon, making her already jiggling ass ripple even more. Content with the hotdogging she was doing, he reached down and grabbed a leash on his bed that was connected to her collar.
He pulled back on leash, forcing Cozy’s head back as she was choked lightly by her collar. “I do agree. You make a way better cocksleeve than you did a worthless wannabe villain.” He tugged the leash further. “As much as I love this juicy flank of yours, turn around and come clean my cock off.”
Shaking her ass once more for him, Cozy turned around as he gave her leash some slack. She backpedaled, pressing her cheek against his thigh. “Golly, Master!” She drew her nose towards his groin, shuddering as the mixture of his musk and her own met her sinuses. “You’re too kind! Letting me worship you after giving me a reward!”
“Of course, slut~” he cooed, tugging her leash and pressing her against his thigh more. “You’ve served me well.”
An ecstatic, broken expression formed on Cozy’s face, far too happy to be given a compliment from her Master. Her tongue lolled out, her eyes rolled back, and she panted needily - all while him tugging her collar choked her lightly.
“T-thank - nnngh - thank you, Master!” she groaned, nearly climaxing from the sensations meeting her.
He loosened his grip again, reaching down at stroking her mane. “Now, be a good whore and throat me.”
Nodding in understanding, Cozy shifted her place and came face to face with his member. Leveling her muzzle with his slickened cock, she wasted no time opening her mouth and diving forward. She immediately began slurping on his dick with whorish expertise, having had plenty of practice waking him up every day with a blowjob. She raised a wing, caressing his nuts as she lavished his member with her tongue.
Anon bit his lip, glancing down at his pet fondly. From hateful and a walking tease, to obedient and full of surprises, she had turned into the perfect partner. Knocking her up had been a no brainer, and her screams of ecstasy as his cum flooded her womb back then were impossible to forget. Now in the present, heavily gravid with his foal, she continued to worship his package - fulfilling her role as his conquered slut.
“You know, slave, I’ve been thinking,” he started, stroking her mane. “Since you’re pregnant, and I’m going to be pumping you full with another foal right after you have this one, we should probably move.”
She looked up at him as his dick stuffed her mouth, slowly pulling back and releasing it. “Like where?”
“I’d say the nearby town. They’ve got a couple houses for sale over there. Would be a good place to take care of these foals, and let me show you off for the good bitch you are!” he cheered, smirking. “Walking you around on your leash, letting everypony there know who conquered you and made you his slave.”
She bit her lip, shivering at his words. “That sounds amazing, Master.” She frowned a bit, looking up at him sheepishly. “But, if we move somewhere so public, ponies are bound to tell Princess Twilight I’m there once they realize who I am.”
“And?” he bluntly replied, eyeing her. “We’ll just say you’re reformed. When she sees you’re just a cock-hungry whore now, she’ll know your days of evil are over and done with.”
Cozy licked her lips, eyeing his dick. “T-true…all I really care about now is serving you and your perfect cock~”
“You may resume worshiping me, pet,” he added, rolling his eyes and laughing at her clear desperation.
“Thank you, Master!” she hastily thanked, diving her muzzle forward and slurping on his cock once again.
Anon looked on as his broodmare went to work. Making her his personal foal factory was going to be a challenge, but he wasn’t going to pass up the chance to knock her up two or three more times after this. He knew if the Cozy of before was still around, she’d hate nothing more than to be impregnated by him, and thus, he’d do it a fair amount - one last middle finger to the tortuous villain she once was to him.
Petting her mane once more, groaning as he felt his length slip down her throat, he eyed those curvy flanks of hers. “Keep worshiping, slave. After this I’m going to fuck your pussy again, and then we’ll get started on moving to the town~”
Things were finally looking up for him.
