The XXX Games

Gilda had to admit, the showers in this Crystal Palace place were pretty swanky. Not only was she given her own room in the palace, but the shower was more like a waterfall cascading down a natural crystal outcropping, the hot water soothing her worn muscles and sweaty body after her day of practice and training in preparation for her event tomorrow. But despite the burn and power in her body, she wasn't as excited about competing for a gold medal as she was about the events that had transpired yesterday.

It was unexpected, but the perfect storm. As her talons washed over her heavy breasts and strong arms, she recalled how she had just been thinking that she could use a little more in her life. She had risen from a frankly pathetic griffon baker all the way to a top athlete from Griffonstone. It had taken quite a wake-up call, admittedly a rough one that came from her old friend Rainbow Dash, but after that whole fiasco, she'd realized that she couldn't stay stuck in the past forever. A lot had changed since she was a Junior Speedster, and her old friends had too, getting lives and careers. But Gilda was just as tough as they were, if not tougher, and she aimed to prove it.

Her athletic achievements were the proof of her mettle, and she would solidify that end of her career by tomorrow. But there was more to life than being a renowned athlete. Now that she'd hit her prime, her thoughts had turned to the rest of her life outside of competition. It wasn't that she was lonely, but there was no reason for a griffoness as big, beautiful, and strong as her to be going to bed alone each night. She deserved a man who could dick her down good after a good workout. Maybe someone to get her a sandwich when she was done, too. Or during. And then, it just so happened that the perfect guy practically dropped himself into her lap when she came to the Crystal Empire to compete in the Games. Sure, Shining Armor was a pony, and he was married, but those were minor issues compared to his selling points: handsome, rich, not the brightest, but he made up for it by being plenty hunky and very hung, plus ponies in general were all so soft and weak that he didn't have the balls to challenge her dominance over him. He was perfectly compliant and eager to please, and all she had to give him in return was to tell him how big his dick was. Gilda chuckled to herself; males were just so damn easy to get wrapped around her talon.

Of course, his wife was a bit of a problem. Even while he was cumming his brains out inside of her, Gilda could tell that he was still thinking about that bubblegum princess of his, feeling bad about what he was doing. Gilda would never understand what ran through these ponies' heads; it was obvious that Gilda had given him the best sex of his life without even trying, that the oh-so-sweet "Princess of Love" didn't know the first thing about good, sweaty, old-fashioned screwing. That was what Shining Armor wanted. It was what ever guy wanted, as far as Gilda was concerned. This Princess Cadance bitch just needed to realize one way or another what she was up against, that she was completely outclassed as a wife, a lover, as a woman. Sure, Cadance could love her husband, but Gilda? Gilda could fuck him.

She turned the crystal faucet to turn off the water, stepping out into the spacious bathroom swirling with steam as she reached for a towel. Her bedroom was luxurious too, with a big bed and a balcony that looked out over the big courtyard where the Games were being held. Today they were doing most of the magic-based events, which meant that Griffonstone wouldn't be competing in any of them, but she could see unicorns using their levitation to lift things or to sculpt large blocks of crystal into different sculptures.

And watching over all of them was the Prince, Shining Armor, sitting in his private booth alone. He was far, but Gilda's eagle eyes could make out his form easily from her room. She smirked as she observed him; as far as ponies went, he was hunk and a half. Ponies never wanted to flaunt such things, but his royal uniform couldn't hide his big arms, his broad shoulders, and great chest. Plus, no matter how he sat, nothing could hide that python snaking down his legs. Gilda chuckled at how much trouble he seemed to have keeping it in his sheath as he saw him shift his position, but the impression of his dick was still clear against his thigh. He must still be thinking of her.

But she couldn't admire her catch too long; there was work to do. Gilda got dressed in her Griffonstone uniform from yesterday and headed out of the room and into the palace. She couldn't help but puff her chest out as she strode down the pastel corridors; every servant who passed by her averted their gaze, intimidated by her size, and every guard stallion she passed stared in dumbfounded awe and admiration. Gilda was the biggest, baddest, bustiest bitch around, and she knew it.

So when she got to the chambers of the Princess, and those guard stallions stopped her, she could practically smell the way they were intimidated by her. Folding her arms, Gilda just looked down at the stallions in their crystal armor. "Tell her I want to see her," she demanded. When they opened their mouths to ask follow-up questions, Gilda interrupted them with a harsh reminder, "I'm waiting."

They jumped to it, slipping into the royal suite momentarily, only to duck back out a few moments later. They tried so hard to look official, as if they were in control of the situation, before they told her, "Princess Cadance will see you."

Gilda walked past, tucking a talon under one of their chins just to enjoy watching him squirm and sweat at her imposing figure before heading in. The sight inside the royal suite was definitely one to behold. Blue crystal mixed with pink accents, culminating in a pink heart on the floor where the four-poster bed rested. In fact, hearts were everywhere, and it just reminded Gilda about all the things that she that pissed her off about ponies. But lying in the bed like some kind of beached whale was the extremely pregnant Princess Cadance. Rarity had gone to great lengths to make her maternity dresses that would still afford a measure of beauty, elegance, and dignity to the Princess of Love, but there was no ignoring the massive belly that jutted out from under the blankets. It was no wonder she was lying in bed; Gilda imagined she probably could barely walk! This, she thought to herself, was why griffons laid eggs. She would never be caught dead looking like this, bloated, breasts heavy and sagging with milk, looking like she was about to pop at any moment.

But Princess Cadance was pregnant, not stupid, and she could see from the first look at this griffoness that she wanted trouble. Still, adopting a polite and respectful tone, she addressed the big, muscular woman, "Greetings. You are Gilda of Griffonstone, yes? You wanted to speak with me about something urgent?"

"Yeah," Gilda replied, her tone as casual and irreverent as ever. "It's about your husband, actually."

Cadance raised an eyebrow and gave Gilda a sharp gaze. "What about my Shining Armor?" she said, her tone leading with a strong edge.

Gilda just smirked, already knowing that this would be a piece of cake. She knew she could keep Shining on as a side piece, probably indefinitely, but she wasn't the type to be satisfied with second place. Especially if it meant coming in second place to this pink cow. So, with a big inhale that feigned the reluctance of bad news, she strolled toward Cadance and said, "Sorry to be the one to break it to you like this, but your Prince Shining Armor's cheating on you."

The mere suggestion made Cadance immediately furious. "How dare you even say such a thing! My Shining Armor would never even consider betraying our marriage like that! Our love is the strongest thing in all of Equestria!" she bellowed from her place in bed.

Gilda ate up her defiance with a smirk. "It's the truth, little pony. He's been getting his ham roasted elsewhere."

The crude metaphor only rankled Cadance's temper more. "Why on earth would he do something like that, hm? I'll have you know my husband is very well cared-for."

With a lift of her own brow, Gilda chuckled in some amusement. "Oh yeah? What makes you so sure, Princess?"

Cadance didn't shy away from what was merely implied. With pride, she answered, "Shining Armor and I make love very often, I'll have you know. Before I was pregnant, we made love - every. Single. Night," she emphasized. "We've been together since we were teenagers. I know everything about him, everything he loves and everything he hates and everything he wants. He wants me, and he wants to be a father. So I am quite sure that he would never cheat on me, and you better have a very good explanation for why you try to lie to me like this."

Gilda enjoyed this silly game that Cadance thought she was playing, her supreme confidence and ignorance all at once. It was truly delicious. "Maybe you're just not as good of a lay as you think you are," Gilda needled her.

Cadance was getting red with anger, balling up her fists. "I'm a terrific lay, thank you very much. I know all of his fantasies and little kinks."

Gilda barked a laugh. "Hah, like what? That he likes being told how big his dick is? Or he likes it cowgirl? That's basically every guy in the history of guys. Not exactly breaking new ground here."

"And how would you know anything about it?" Cadance fired back, but from her boiling rage, it was obvious that Gilda had struck a nerve, giving an accurate assessment of the sexual fantasies that were supposed to be secret between him and his wife.

Gilda decided that now was as good a time as any to show her hand. "How would I know? Because I fucked him, Princess," she admitted bluntly.

Cadance looked like she might use her magic to vaporize Gilda on the spot. "You didn't," she said lethally.

"Oh yeah," she said. "Rode him like cheap coaster, all the way to the balls, right in the locker rooms. He's not the brightest, but I gotta hand it to you, that's one nice piece of meat you got there. He makes cute noises when he cums."

The princess was still in total denial. "I don't know what game you think you're playing, but I have half a mind to banish you from the Games for this slander. Or worse," she threatened.

Gilda just shrugged her big shoulders. "It's the truth, Princess."

Now Cadance folded her arms under her sagging breasts. "Oh yeah? I don't suppose you have any proof, hm?"

With a smirk, Gilda approached. Time for her ace in the hole. "As a matter of fact I do." She produced her phone and showed it to Cadance. "Read it and weep, Princess."

Cadance's eyes shrunk to pinpricks. There, on the screen clear as day, was the sight of Gilda's talons flipping the bird while a sweaty, mussed, half-naked Shining Armor was stretched back on a bench and clearly in the throes of an intense orgasm.

Her heart stop. Cadance looked up at Gilda. She'd called her bluff and she wasn't bluffing. Her brain was racing to try and process everything going through it all at once, and Gilda relished every second of confusion, frustration, pain, and utter humiliation running across her face.

But Cadance hadn't made it this far without her fair share of mettle. She could deal with the feelings welling up inside her later, but right now there was still a big bitchy griffoness in her face. Glaring up at her from the photo, she seethed, "What do you want?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Gilda said, putting her phone down and pacing away, examining the big bright gaudy suite. "I want him. I could just take him, but I thought it might be quicker if you just gave him to me. So here I am. You're going to let me have him, or everyone's going to be seeing just how noble your prince charming really is."

"What's the point?" Cadance scoffed. "If I divorce him, all of Equestria is going to learn why anyhow. Your threat doesn't mean a damn thing. It's all up to me, sweetheart. And I'm not letting Shining Armor go without a fight."

"Is that a fact?" Cadance challenged. "You can divorce him quietly, maybe. There will be rumors, especially when he's seen with me in every position in the Pony Sutra, but nothing you can't deny. But if these pics get out, it's over for you. Sure, you'll still be Princess, but you'll be the laughinstock of Equestria. The Princess of Love losing her stallion to a griffon with bigger tits."

Cadance looked down. Gilda's rack was bigger, but she wouldn't reveal her self-consciousness about that to her. "Shining Armor has his reputation to consider, too. If he leaves me, it's all over for him no matter how it happens. It's in his best interests to stay with me. Maybe you release the pics, and there's a scandal, but I'm willing to bet in ten years it'll be a story of how true love can triumph over infidelity." Cadance raised her eyebrow with a smirk to Gilda that said, 'your move.'

"You think this is about his social standing?" Gilda countered. "He's a guy. You and I both know that he's got a lot more balls than brains, and those balls are a lot happier when I'm emptying them. He's gonna go with the better pussy every time."

"Is that so?"

"Read his face and weep, Princess."

Cadance was fuming, but her anger was turning back into confidence. "I think you're overplaying your hand. You might be a fun distraction while I'm pregnant and laid up. I honestly don't mind; I can't say I blame the poor stallion. I know it's been hard for him to get his rocks off when I'm in this state. But I know he still loves me, and I know if he had to choose, he'd pick me every time."

Gilda just grinned back. "Then why don't we put him to the test, eh? Once the morning's events are over, I'll pounce on him to bang a couple out. If you can haul your big ass out of bed, you can probably hide somewhere and watch. And you'll see how easy it'll be for me to get him to agree to leave you and be my personal stud."

Cadance met her grin with her own. "And when he tells you that he could never leave his wife, you'll delete those photos and get the hell out of my castle for good."

Gilda leaned forward on the bed, putting her hands on the mattress and shoving her face into Cadance's for an intimidating, eye-to-eye glare that shined harsh gold in Cadance's face. "Deal," she snarled.

As she stepped away to make preparations, Cadance called after her. The game was intriguing, but there were still a lot of questions. "What is this really all about?" she asked.

"What do you mean?"

"What, you expect me to believe that Shining Armor is just so good in bed that you'd go to all this trouble to set him up and steal him from me?" Cadance scoffed. "Shining Armor might be the most handsome stallion and the most incredible lay, but you and I both know that no dick is good enough to be worth this much trouble."

Gilda was quiet for a moment, considering her answer in a rare moment of reflection before she turned back to the Princess. "I guess you'd know better than anyone, Princess. He's got a proven track record as a stud, and a girl as badass as me can't let all this die with me," she said, flexing her beefy arm and gripping her bicep.

The display was crude, but Cadance just nodded. Their eyes met, and the women knew they had a lot more in common than they may have previously thought. Worthy opponents, each.

Shining Armor knew he was in deep trouble. He couldn't stop thinking of Gilda all night, all day, and even now when he was supposed to be overseeing the first day of events at the Equestria Games. Most things were running on schedule, but it was hard to make decisions and fix problems when he was so distracted by the big horny griffoness lurking in every thought. He felt like he was still smothered underneath her, forced to give all of his attention to her, unable to turn away from those big muscles, those huge tits, or that knee-buckling pussy.

Sweet Celestia, that pussy... Shining Armor had masturbated twice already to the memory of it, and it was barely the afternoon. He couldn't help himself; he'd had soft and sweet and romantic before, but this was his first taste of hard and horny and dominant, and his body definitely wanted more of it. He had a pang of guilt over Cadance, but even those were starting to grow weaker in the face of Gilda's raw power and influence over him. Would it be so bad for him to have some tail on the side? Just for the Games? Or just for a little while?

No, he couldn't. Without her in his face, even if Shining Armor had been maintaining a half-chub all day, he was still clear-headed enough to know he couldn't abandon Cadance for Gilda. It wouldn't be right. His balls told him that maybe there was a way he could tell his beloved wife, that he could make arrangements to maybe have both, but he dismissed the idea outright as his horny brain talking. It would never work. He had made a mistake, but that didn't mean he should keep making more mistakes. He didn't know how he could confess to Cadance what he had done, or if he even should, but none of that mattered when Gilda was still around, tempting him, ready to push him into another whirlwind ride all over again. He needed to end this with her, now. Once she was gone, he could decide how to handle what had already transpired.

It would be sad to see Gilda go, and he knew a part of him might regret all the hot, heavy sex he would never have once he laid down the law with her, but this was what being a stallion was being about: being strong in the face of adversity, and, to a lesser extent, being able to put a woman like Gilda back in line when it counted. He had no doubt that her reaction would be fierce, maybe even scary, but the thought of overcoming her with his own force of will made him puff his chest out with some kind of masculine pride, at least. Maybe it wasn't the healthiest way to imagine the situation, but it helped him gird his loins for the confrontation.

Withdrawing from his royal box in the field, pleased with the Crystal Empire's performance in the day's events, he took it as a good omen for him as he headed through the halls, back to the royal suite where his wife was. Checking on Cadance and their foal would be a good reminder for him of why he needed to send Gilda away. And then he would find her and confront her before the next set of events, able to face his country with pride again.

He held his head high as he walked through the palace, his guards regarding him with straightened postures as he passed. Another reminder that Shining Armor was the prince, he was in charge, not Gilda or anyone else. As he neared the royal suite, he felt his heart leap a bit at the very thought of seeing his lovely wife again, and the pregnant belly that held their foal. It was just what he needed to take his mind off that big, buff griffoness.

When he opened the door, he found quite a surprise awaiting him. That same amazon of a griffoness laid out on his bed, utterly naked, sprawled out for his eyes to devour. She grinned at him, expecting him as she reclined with her strong arms raised back, her heaving chest on display above her toned stomach, her thick thighs spread wide to offer up her tight pussy for his gaze. Shining Armor had never felt such an overwhelming rush of shock, arousal, and helplessness through him.

"Took you long enough," Gilda snipped casually at him. With a jerk of her head she motioned for him and said, "Get over here."

From the sidelines, hiding behind the bathroom door and an invisibility spell, the pregnant Princess Cadance watched with rapt horror and anticipation, hardly daring to breathe. She had no idea how Shining Armor would respond to this brazen approach. He seemed pretty taken aback by the sight of the naked griffoness in a way that worried her, but any stallion would react that way if they walked into a naked Gilda like that, right? She couldn't blame him for the way he was staring; the cocky bitch was huge, powerful, busty, even Cadance found herself staring at the way her muscular stomach curved smoothly into her thighs, her pussy... But she had to hang onto hope that their love would hold strong, that no matter what, Shining Armor would come through for their marriage.

Shining Armor only saw that great griffoness laid out before him like a masterpiece, hotter than anything he'd seen in any magazine, maybe even hotter than any real mare he'd ever seen too. Cadance had never quite had this effect on him, this knee-quaking, ball-clenching breathlessness that made him feel so weak and horny all at the same time. But he did his best to shake it off as he closed the door behind him. He had gone over the plan in his head all morning, knowing what he had to do, even preparing the words as best he could. By now, the speech had left him entirely, but he still knew what he had to do.

"Gilda..." he started, his eyes glued to her body, trailing down her nipples to her snatch as he gulped. "...I, uh... I don't think you should be here," he started timidly.

"Oh yeah?" Gilda said, not deterred in the slightest by his feeble resistance. "Why's that?"

"Because... My wife..." was all Shining Armor could explain as he moved forward, approaching her with hungry eyes nonetheless. Her tits were so big...

Cadance felt a leap in her heart as she watched Shining Armor refuse her, but she didn't reveal herself just yet. Something about the way he was looking at her, the way he was moving toward Gilda told Cadance that this wasn't over yet.

"Your wife," Gilda said with a heavy eye roll, even knowing his wife was near, still treating her like a mere nuisance. "You're not going to worry about your wife anymore. I got a good taste of you yesterday, and now you've worked up my appetite, little Prince. You're going to drop her and give yourself to this fucking pussy for the rest of your life. Got it?" she said, emphasizing by spreading her legs and reaching down to spread her labia apart with her talons, showing just how tight and wet those oozing pink lips were between the brown folds.

Shining Armor felt like his heart might give out. He couldn't stop himself from pitching a tent so severe he thought his good trousers might split. Cadance saw it too, biting her lip invisibly, but an erection wasn't a betrayal. Not yet; there was still hope. Just a little. Shining Armor summoned the last shred of his courage and fortitude to resist what every last bit of his body was screaming at him to do as he took in a deep breath. "Gilda, I... I can't," he stammered. "What about my marriage? My foal? My kingdom? I can't just give all of that up..."

Gilda just raised her brow at him. "Yeah? Look me in the eyes, dweeb," she commanded. With a quiver in his loins and belly, Shining Armor looked up from her crotch to the fierce golden glare above. "Look me in the eyes and tell me this pussy isn't worth more than all of that."

Cadance held her breath. Shining Armor stared, a bead of sweat trickling down his temple and neck. He gulped. He didn't say anything.

Gilda scoffed. "Hah. That's what I thought," she gloated. "Now get your big dick over here and eat me out. This pussy is your lunch for today. Got it?"

Shining Armor exhaled. "...Yes, Gilda!" he blurted out. He scrambled over to the bed, and Cadance gasped as she saw her husband crawl between Gilda's thighs.

"That's 'Mistress' from now on," Gilda corrected Shining Armor, her talons reaching out, combing through his mane as she pulled him in between her thighs.

"Yes, Mistress..." Shining Armor breathed, the word alone feeling so right on his tongue before Gilda shoved his face into her pussy, his lips meeting hers as he eagerly began to devour her hot, wet cunt. His drool mixed with the sticky juices, forming little strands on his mouth whenever he came up for air, only for Gilda to shove him back down, groaning and sighing in pleasure.

Shining Armor's blood pumped hot in his ears, his veins alight with thrilling ecstasy. His penis was still trapped and throbbing in his pants but the excitement of just eating Gilda's pussy was more than enough satisfaction for him. He felt himself slipping as he tasted her, those copious juices, the tang and heat of her flesh on his tongue as he lapped up her slot before suckling on her clit, falling under her spell. This was all his now; he was all hers. He could have this sweet, sweet cunt in his mouth every day from now on, he'd never have to settle for Cadance's tender, slow, romantic lovemaking again. He would be Gilda's fucktoy from now on, a glorified dildo, a boytoy for the big griffoness, and the thought made his heart pound even harder. He slid down from her clit to her entrance, gripping her thighs tight as he drove his tongue inside her depths, letting her salty-sour pussy fill his mouth entirely. Heavens above, he'd give up lunch and his marriage and his foal just to enjoy more of this delicious pussy!

Gilda looked over toward the bathroom door where she knew Cadance was watching. With one beefy arm still behind her head and the other wrapped in her husband's mane while he grunted and moaned, devouring Gilda's pussy, the griffoness just gave a smirk and then a wink toward the princess. Cadance felt her heart withering inside of her. It was over. She had lost. So why was she still watching this? Did she just want to suffer, watching the stallion she loved eat out another woman? Witnessing the way he feasted on it with a fervor he never gave to her own marehood, the griffon snatch even looking tight and wet and hot from where Cadance sat? Her heart continued to sink, her stomach twisting into knots, and yet she shivered at the sight, not daring to reveal herself yet.

Gloating over her inevitable victory, Gilda just let out another moan as she felt Shining Armor tongue-fuck her eagerly. "Ohh yeah, that's it stud. You love the way that tastes, don't you?"

She let Shining Armor up long enough to respond, his mouth wet and smiling as he panted, his eyes happy. "Sweet Celestia, yes!"

"Better than your wife's pussy?"

"You have no idea," Shining Armor confessed, and the sincerity in his voice only made Gilda puff up bigger while Cadance shrank smaller. "I always ate her out because she wanted me to, but I never enjoyed it like this before."

Gilda grinned above him. "Well, I'll tell you what: you suck on my clit for a bit, then when I squeeze your head, why don't you shove your tongue up my cunt and I'll cum in your mouth? How's that sound?" she asked so casually, calmly wielding her power over him like a cudgel.

Shining Armor's eyes and ears perked up. "That sounds amazing!" he replied before he planted himself right back into her nethers, moaning long as his lips wrapped around her engorged clit, his tongue circling the bud while Gilda's back arched with delight.

"Oh yeah... Yeah, that's it... That's pretty good, stud..." she groaned. She hissed as he worked her higher and higher, eventually her talons squeezing, digging into his scalp as she approached the peak. Shining Armor practically leapt with excitement, following her instructions as he slipped lower, shoving his tongue inside of her deep, lapping at her g-spot the best he could while he awaited his reward. Gilda's breathing grew quicker, her grunts of pleasure faster as her talons left his body and gripped her own thighs, spreading them wider, giving Shining Armor full access for what was to come. "Yeah...! Yeah, that's it! Mmm, fuck! Fuck, I'm cumming!" she called out, and just as before, Gilda's pussy erupted with jets of squelching, squirting juice fed directly into Shining Armor's mouth, leaving him to gulp down the spraying squirt as best as he could, his face doused with it, his bangs soaked and sticking to his face while the rest trickled down his jaw and neck as he swallowed it. He never let his tongue stop working inside of her, long moans of bliss escaping between gulps of the salty pussy juice. Cadance could only see the pure bliss on her husband's face, knowing that she had certainly never seen it before. But even she had to admire her husband's skill and enthusiasm at eating Gilda out, and the power that came with Gilda's climax. That griffoness was something else.

When it was over, Gilda pushed Shining Armor off of her like a toy she was bored with as she clambered around the bed, her tits swaying heavily with each movement, her powerful body moving with a catlike grace that belied her size. "Good job, stud," she told Shining Armor. "I think you've earned a reward."

Shining Armor perked right back up, wiping his soaking wet face as he stared hungrily at her prowling form. "I thought getting to eat your pussy was the reward," he answered bluntly, honestly.

Gilda scoffed, and Cadance shuddered again, her insides twisting. "No," Gilda explained. "That was just the warmup, stud. You're here for one thing, and you know what that is. But since you've gone and agreed to give up your wife, your foal, and everything else for this pussy, then I might as well let you enjoy it to its fullest." Shining Armor wasn't sure what she meant until she laid down on her side and spread her meaty thighs wide, offering her freshly-eaten, drooling cunt to him. With a grin, she said, "All yours, stud." Gilda made sure she was facing at an angle where Cadance would get a perfect view of the action, and she could shoot a smug smile directly at her. Cadance felt her face burning, but she couldn't tear her eyes away.

Shining Armor felt a surge of need within him like never before. He practically tore off his clothes, freeing his body before tugging down his pants and finally letting his rock-hard erection spring forth with an exhale of relief. Gilda just waggled her eyebrows, and Shining grinned like a colt on Hearthswarming Eve. Any thoughts of Cadance or his unborn foal were completely out of his mind. All he could say was, "Thank you, Mistress!" before he pounced on her.

Shining Armor gripped her thighs, throwing an ankle over his broad shoulder, and shoved his cock inside of Gilda as hard and fast as he could, desperate to be inside of her again. "Ohhh, fuck~!" he groaned as his cock sank into her hot snatch with a loud squelch, all the way to the balls in one thrust. Her pussy was better than he remembered it being, and now there was nothing in the way of him and his mistress, nothing to stop him from enjoying himself to the fullest. Shining Armor didn't wait a second before he started pounding Gilda, fucking her hard and fast, their crotches slapping together, filling the room with the wet sounds of hardcore sex that the room had never heard before.

"Yeah, that's it, stud!" Gilda encouraged him. "Fuck me like you mean it! And don't you dare pull out!" she demanded.

Cadance watched her husband obey, bringing all his power and lust to bear, showing a side of himself that Cadance had never seen before. Even if he was being totally subservient to this griffon bitch, he was also like an animal, a wild stallion laying into a fertile mare with total abandon, a muscular, hung, hunky sex god slaking his lust in the wanton snatch of a tight seductress like the nerdy roleplaying games he liked to play. He was Gilda's noble knight now, and she was rewarding him with what his loyalty and service had wanted all along; how had Cadance never seen it before? How had she never realized that Shining Armor wasn't so sweet and selfless and humble for nothing, that he was hoping for affirmation in return? He wanted to be a good stallion, a useful stallion, and to be rewarded for all of his effort and self-sacrifice in one simple way: hot, raunchy sex. Suddenly, Cadance felt the truth dawning on her, what she was blind to before now clear as day. This was what Shining Armor wanted. What he deserved. And a part of her was happy for him.

Another part of her felt something else, warmth spreading through her, a tingling sizzle under her skin that she hadn't felt since they decided to start trying for a foal. For so long, her own body had felt rather dead to her, less her own and more a vessel for the life inside of her, but now she felt it stirring keenly. Her hand slid down her sagging chest, over her bulging womb, and lower, under the hem of her dress and between her thighs. "No," Cadance thought to herself. "I couldn't..." And yet her fingers continued, finding the gentle bulge of her pussy and tracing along it. The first touch alone was a jolt to her system, and she fought to choke back her gasp as sparks shot through her clit. She was aroused, terribly so, more than she thought. Gingerly, she found her fingers starting to rub at her pussy, spreading the lips apart as she silently exhaled. "This is so fucked up..." she thought, but she turned her gaze upward, not wanting to miss a moment of the sight of her husband - well, former husband - fucking the big bitchy griffoness with wild abandon.

Before, Shining Armor had been weak beneath Gilda, caught off guard and rendered helpless by his own need for her. But now he could finally show her the kind of stallion he was, and Gilda was certainly tough enough to be able to handle his strength. His heart thumped in his broad chest that expanded with each deep breath as his hips thundered away at her. His grip stayed firm on Gilda's thigh, his arm flexing to hold her leg in place over his shoulder while his other arm flexed to hold her in place, his brawn apparent as sweat glistened against his white coat. And at the center of it all, his great cock plunged into her with abandon, splitting the tight griffoness snatch apart as his mighty stallionhood hammered her hard, rocking her entire body with every thrust as he used his full strength on her, her tits wobbling with each meaty slam into her sopping wet cunt. His pace was breakneck, the force of him rippling through their entire bodies, and each one brought with it a surge of triumphant pleasure unlike anything else. If there was any qualms he had about trading Cadance for Gilda, they were completely gone by now.

And Gilda only encouraged him. "Yeah, yeah! Give it to me like a real man! I'm not your dumb little wife! Fuck me like a bitch, you stud!" she spat at him, and Shining Armor could only spring into action at her call. Shifting forward, his knees lifting his body off of Gilda's thigh so he could drive into her at a downward angle and use his full length, any last shreds of hesitation he had melted away with her order. If there was malice, anger, indignation in Shining Armor, it came out now: frustrated by his unmet sexual needs, inferiority at being dominated by a female, and a mean streak of wanting to put a female as strong as Gilda in her place beneath him - all was channeled into his piston of a cock. He fucked Gilda hard enough to rock the bed, to rattle her hips, to slam at her cervix and fill the entire royal suite and probably the halls beyond, maybe even the entire wing with the sounds of his hardcore fucking!

"Nnng, fuck, Gilda! You're so fucking hot-!" Shining Armor grunted out his pleasure as he railed her into the tossing mattress, the bed creaking so hard it seemed like it might break.

"Say it!" Gilda barked back. "Say it!"

She didn't have to tell Shining Armor what to say. With a cocky grin of his own, spearing into her all the while, he bellowed back, "You're so much hotter than my wife! And you're way better in bed than my wife! I'm never going to fuck Cadance ever again as long as I get to fuck you! And if I ever do fuck Cadance again, I'll be thinking about you the whole time!"

"That's fucking right!" Gilda screamed, and with that came her second climax, her pussy erupting again all over Shining Armor's crotch as she squawked another husky moan of pleasure at Shining Armor's dick.

Princess Cadance was rubbing herself faster and faster now, her pussy throbbing and wet under her fingers. "Nnng..." she huffed. For some reason, she'd been hoping Shining Armor would say something like that, and when he did, said that Gilda was a better lay than she ever was, she couldn't help but shove her digits into herself, masturbating hard at the sight of her husband openly cheating on her. She thought that this feeling of her fingers inside of her would be the only thing she'd ever have inside of her ever again, because Shining Armor would never stick his dick inside of her ever again when he could fuck this big, busty powerhouse of a griffoness - and that only made her moan again, and masturbate faster.

She didn't know how, but somehow Gilda had beaten her. And now Princess Cadance was getting off on it, feeling a thrilling rush through her own veins no doubt just like her husband was at this betrayal.

Shining Armor's orgasm wasn't far behind. Cadance felt her pulse pounding in her temples, her digits schlicking herself fast and deep as she heard those familiar groans, notes she recognized, but a brassiness behind them that she had never been able to draw out herself. "Fuck yeah... Nnng, take it, bitch! Take my - fucking - cum!" he cursed, and the dirty language she'd never permitted with him before now made Cadance dizzy as he uttered it while planting himself balls deep into Gilda with a few last bed-shaking thrusts. He roared with pure male might, and Cadance watched her husband cum inside another woman.

Then Cadance came. "Oh... Oh-! Ohhhh!!!" she couldn't hold back any longer. Her clit burned and her whole body seized. Everything happened at once. Her orgasm gripped her. She pitched forward, the bathroom door swinging open. Her invisibility spell failed. And Shining Armor and Gilda could see Princess Cadance lying on the floor of the royal suite, in the throes of a powerful self-induced climax, having obviously been watching her husband cheat.

"H... Honey?" Shining Armor said, recognizing he'd been caught, but he didn't dare pull out of Gilda, hilted to the sheath in her while he looked down at his wife.

Cadance fought for breath while Gilda wore a fierce grin at the scene. "Hey there... honey..."

Shining Armor felt a pang of fear and shame run through him. But it quickly passed, and he drew in a deep breath, puffing out his chest as he prepared to finally lay down the law and make a decision. "Cadance, I know how this looks, but I need to tell you something." Another breath to steel himself, but his resolved was settled by a clench of Gilda's vice-tight pussy around his oozing cock. "I'm leaving you for Gilda. She's my mistress now, and I'm her stud. I love you, but I don't want to make love anymore. I'm a stallion, and I want to fuck. So I'm going to fuck Gilda every day for the rest of my life, and that's final."

Cadance thought she would feel a stab of pain run through her at his words. But she only felt her nipples throbbing instead. "I know," she said, surprising her husband the way she didn't look or sound mad at all. "I want you to, honey. All I've ever wanted was for you to be happy, Shining Armor. And I can see that Gilda clearly makes you and your dick way happier than I ever could." Even saying the words, feeling them on her own lips, gave Cadance a shiver, a cool, satisfying sting right in her nethers. "You can have her. We can still be friends. We can do this however she wants, really. I just..." Cadance felt her trembling hand slipping past her pregnant belly and between her thighs again. "...don't want you to stop fucking her!"

Shining Armor felt a thrill run through him at his wife's words. He should have known Cadance would understand. If anypony could, it would be the Princess of Love herself. If any mare he knew could get off on him cheating on her and want him to do it more, it would be the mare he trusted to give his foals to. He couldn't believe he'd ever doubted her.

Gilda squirmed out from Shining Armor's grip, his cock sliding out of her with a sloppy, cum-oozing squelch as she chuckled. "Well, isn't that sweet," she said. "Looks like I got two royals to be my little pets." She started to right herself as she started barking orders at the couple. "Alright, here's how it's gonna be: I'm your mistress now, both of you." To Shining Armor, she pointed a talon and said, "You are going to fuck me whenever, wherever, and however I say, the moment I say so. And you are never going to fuck her again unless I say so." Shining Armor nodded with eager agreement. Then, she turned to Cadance and said, "You aren't going to even touch his cock without my permission. You aren't even going to touch yourself without my permission. If you're good, I'll let you watch me screw your husband. You're here to raise the brats and be on cleanup duty. Got it, bitch?"

"Oh, yes! Of course, Mistress, whatever you say!" Cadance replied brightly, quick on the uptake, the agreement sending another shiver of arousal through her that she dared not act on.

"Good," Gilda spat. To Cadance, she ordered, "Get him up again and wait on standby." Then, sitting up, she pushed Shining Armor flat onto his back with one hand on his chest. Cadance's horn immediately flared up, and Shining Armor gasped as he felt a powerful boner spell take hold of him, way stronger than his own, his cock springing up to a painful stiffness like he hadn't jerked off in a year! Gilda moved to straddle him like it was the most natural thing for her in the entire world. She barely even acknowledged him as she looked over her shoulder back at Cadance, "You can watch, but don't touch."

"Yes, Mistress!"

Gilda smirked before poising her pussy over Shining Armor's turgid cock, then slamming herself down onto him like he was little more than a dildo, a sloppy squelch pealing through the room as Gilda started in on her sloppy seconds. "Mmm, fuck, nice and big..." she groaned.

The griffoness wasted no time riding Shining Armor hard, bouncing her hips in his lap like a professional, slamming himself into her at a speed and force that dwarfed even what he could do when he had been on top just moments before. After the first climax, the second forced erection left an ache in his cock that burned good as Gilda fucked him hard. But the busty griffoness above was all too casual about it, stretching her arms up and back, her tits heaving up and down for his eyes to enjoy beneath her, his vision entirely dominated by the sight of the powerful griffoness above him and the overwhelming sensations flooding his cock.

Gilda made her objectives clear as Cadance watched her husband's dick disappear into Gilda's tight cunt with rapt attention. "You're gonna keep the boner spells coming. Crossbreeding ain't easy, and this is all about quantity, not quality. It's a good thing your husband has some stamina, because we're going to put it to the test."

"Yes, of course Mistress!" Cadance agreed, and Shining Armor felt a twinge of fear in his heart. How hard was Gilda planning to ride him? But he didn't dare question her. He could barely think at all as she fucked him into the mattress, her hips mashing him into a paste, his cock flaring and screaming with mind-numbing bliss as pleasure was forced into him whether he wanted it or not.

"Gilda! Gilda! Fuck, Gilda!" he moaned out his mistress's name.

Gilda grit her beak, sweat pouring down her own body now as she worked her entire core into milking Shining Armor's dick. "Just shut up and cum in me, dweeb!" she spat at him. "You're not here to enjoy it! You're here to fertilize me, got it? So quit holding back and gimme that jizz like a good little stud!"

Shining Armor was utterly overwhelmed; the repeated erections, the ferocity of the griffoness, his own wife watching him cheat on her, and now that tight, wet, goddess of a pussy literally forcing him to orgasm so soon after the last one! His cock throbbed, aching, his head light and dizzy as he fought for breath, crushed beneath this massive, powerful woman and her pounding hips on his dick. He felt like a total object, like a toy to her, or worse, an animal. He was little more than a bull to Gilda, a pair of balls with a job to do. And whether he wanted to or not, she was going to make his balls do their job. That was what she meant, what she had always meant, each time she called him "stud."

For Cadance, all she could do is watch her husband get his cock milked by Gilda's pussy with rapt attention. She couldn't touch herself, but the order only served to enhance the weight of Gilda's power and authority. She'd always respected her husband, always thought Shining Armor was a strong and capable man, but to see how easily Gilda reduced him to this, turned her sweet, noble Shining Armor into nothing but a jizz factory was like nothing she'd ever seen before. It must have felt incredible to feel his giant cock like that, to push him to the limits of his virility, but Cadance knew she would never get to know it herself, never get to feel his dick inside of her ever again. It only made it harder to resist touching herself, only made her lean in closer to watch Gilda's big, strong ass ride her husband's precious nuts as they were forced into compliance with Gilda's will.

"I... I...! I'm gonna-! Cum...!" Shining Armor fought for breath, for consciousness as his voice struggled to comply with Gilda's demands, his body slammed down, his balls tightening up for another load with an ache behind the fiery ecstasy of another orgasm. His eyes rolled upward; he could hardly breathe, hardly see, hardly feel anything except the sperm he had on offer for his mistress.

"Yeah! That's it! Fuck yeah!" Gilda roared again, her pussy squirting again for good measure, drenching Shining Armor's crotch as she slammed her big ass down right onto his balls and planted himself to the hilt. His flare swelled up inside of her, and Shining Armor gasped a pained, strangled noise as a second climax was forced out of him by Gilda's gushing pussy, the griffoness leaning back, flicking her clit side to side at a rapid pace as she rode out her own high while feeling the pulses of fresh cream pumping right into her womb.

Gilda was barely out of breath. When she came down enough, she lifted off of Shining Armor's crotch, she let his spent, still-throbbing dick slip out of her and rest against her ass, straddling him as she turned back to Cadance. "Hey, dweeb! Get over here and clean this mess up!" she demanded.

"Of course, Mistress!" Cadance leapt up with glee. She wasted no time in obeying, and Shining Armor felt the familiar touch of his wife's lips and tongue running along his spent shaft, but he'd never felt her give oral like this before. Her tongue dragged up his meat, cleaning it and tasting it thoroughly, savoring the flavors of his cum and Gilda's squirt with sultry moans, Cadance's muzzle stained with jizz as she worked him sheath to flare. Then he felt a second charge run through him as he saw her lean up and plant her face in between Gilda's ass, shoving her muzzle into Gilda's pussy and eating it out just as thoroughly as he had, lapping up the slot to clean out his cum before tongue diving into her snatch to suck out the oozing spunk leaking out of her, leaving only the sperm planted closest to her eggs to remain. Cadance groaned needily as she did so, savoring the flavors with total relish. She'd never tasted Shining Armor's cock like this before, and she could see now why he feasted upon the griffoness's pussy so eagerly before. "Mmm, thank you, Mistress," she huffed, her lips and tongue resuming their wet smacks against their genitals.

Gilda didn't let Shining Armor up from beneath her, and that was how he realized with a pang of fear that she wasn't done with him yet. Not by a long shot. To Cadance, Gilda said, "Alright, that's good enough dweeb. Get him up again."

"Yes, Mistress."

Shining Armor gasped and grunted again, the pleasure and pain stronger as Cadance's boner spell took hold of his dick, forcing it into another massive erection despite how utterly spent he was after two back-to-back climaxes. If he'd known Cadance was this adept with sex magic, he might have taken advantage of it earlier, but now he could only whimper at the prospect of more sex, his balls throbbing between his thighs.

But Gilda just settled back into her cowgirl position, sliding her pussy down onto his shaft again casually, like she truly owned his cock with only a satisfied groan from her. "Mmm, good," she said, glaring down at him. "You're gonna cum in me again, stud."

"Yes, Mistress!" Shining Armor gasped as she started to ride him again. The painful ache in his forced erection was even stronger now, but he just put all of his efforts into cumming again for his mistress, wondering just how many times she planned to milk him, dizzy with fear and arousal at the thought of being forced to have sex with her all day, for hours and hours on end, orgasm after orgasm after orgasm.

He got a bit of his answer as Gilda rode him, her cheeks clapping his thighs while she turned back to Cadance again. "You - go find the Games officials. Tell them the Prince isn't going to make it this afternoon. And tell them it's because he's too busy cumming inside of me for the rest of the afternoon. You do a good job, and I'll let you suck your husband's nuts while he cums in me the next time."

Cadance felt a flutter of arousal rush through her. The very thought of confessing to another pony, let alone the Games officials, that Shining Armor was cheating on her right that very moment almost sent her into a hands-free climax right there. But she merely replied with a "Yes, right away, Mistress!" before getting to her feet and hobbling her pregnant body off to the task, the sound of Gilda's hips smacking against her husband's chasing her the whole way.

Before Cadance had even made it to the door, Gilda turned back to Shining Armor, planting her strong hands on his big chest, and glaring down at him with a fierce, golden grin. "Alright, stud. You have ten seconds to cum in me again."

Shining Armor's pupils shrank in fear, a gasp rocking his chest as his fingers dug into the sweat and cum-soaked sheets for dear life as Gilda's hips pulverized onto his big, throbbing dick like a jackhammer.

"One."

Sweat matted his forehead, his body writhing with pleasure and pain. His balls screamed at their blissful labor.

"Two."

He felt like he was going to pass out. Gilda utterly overpowered him and his cock with her slamming pussy, and he couldn't fight her off or resist. He was nothing but a tool for her, a mere slab of dick and pair of nuts to put eggs in her. This was his purpose now.

He didn't even make it to three.