Dicey stretched and cracked his neck as he walked out of the Ponyville Spa, a huge smile on his face. Finally, finally, he’d really gotten his money’s worth from the spa. Okay, well, he hadn’t actually paid them anything this time. Why would he? They owed him for all the times he’d come in before and gotten nothing but overpriced hoofjobs. Now, though, they’d really made up for it. He’d especially enjoyed watching them eat out each other’s cream pies while he gloated about getting both of them pregnant with only one cumshot. It had been tricky pulling out of one and shoving himself into the other in the middle of an orgasm, but it had been worth it!

Now though… Now… Who would be next? His eyes scanned the dark streets, but he didn’t see anypony. Nopony at all.

He glanced over at Twilight, who he’d ordered to come along with him on his adventures today in Ponyville. She’d seemed awfully flustered while watching him have his way with the spa twins, and he was tempted to have another go with her … but no. Repeats could wait until after he’d already had everypony he wanted. And he wanted a lot of ponies. But where were they all?

“Where is everypony?” he asked her.

“I don’t know. I’m guessing that most of them have gone into hiding somewhere when they heard what was happening.”

He sighed. “Yeah, but hiding where?”

“Well, there’s no way for me to know.” She shrugged a little. “It’s not as if they would have told me about their hiding places. I’ve been with you all day. Or … all of what should have been day, if it wasn't all nighttime. Thanks to a certain somepony not trusting Princess Luna.”

For a moment, he almost believed her. But then he remembered. Royals. She was just playing her little word games again, wasn't she?

“Tell me where they’re hiding,” he ordered.

Twilight winced.

Oh yes. She was playing games again! But now that he’d ordered her to tell the truth, there was no way for her to weasel out of it anymore. He’d really need to teach her another long and hard lesson about who was in charge here … once he was done with everypony else.

With a resigned sigh, she gave up her game. “Alright. It’s true that nopony told me where they’d be hiding. But because disasters come to Ponyville so often, the town built a secret safe room bunker underneath Town Hall, for ponies to hide in when there’s an emergency. I don’t know about everypony, but a lot of them are probably hiding in there.”

“What? They’re hiding from me like I’m a disaster? Some kind of monster attack?”

She hung her head low and looked back at herself, at her belly and her still-swollen teats. “Well, for any mare who doesn’t want to end up pregnant against her will…” When she looked back at him, there was more than a little bit of venom in her glare.

Ha! Like Royals had any room to talk when it came to doing things to ponies against their will! He shook his head. Maybe he’d make her swallow his whole cock tonight when he went to bed. Again and again until he fell asleep. Teach her a lesson about being properly obedient and subservient to her new master…

But for now… “Alright – take me to the hidden safe room! I feel like picking out a few more fresh mares!” Impregnating both of the spa sisters at the same time had been really enjoyable, and it had got him thinking. Maybe he ought to do a few more doubles like that. Could he even stretch it out to three at a time? It wouldn't hurt to try!

Of course he already knew where the Ponyville Town Hall was. Dicey didn’t need Twilight's help to lead him there. He was only following behind her for the view of her pert purple posterior. Even with her keeping her tail tightly clamped down over herself, it was still quite a nice view. He wouldn't really need her until they got there, so she could show him the entrance to this secret bunker… Hmm, for that matter, why hadn’t anypony already told him about the secret bunker? He was a resident of Ponyville, wasn't he? Well, more or less. On the outskirts. Was that not good enough for them? Did they not care whether or not he got eaten by a monster, just because he lived a little way outside of town?

He huffed a little. Yeah – they deserved what they were going to get as soon as he opened up that secret door and found them all in there! If they wanted to treat him like expendable monster bait, then he could treat them like his personal harem of broodmares! Hmm… Maybe he’d have Twilight seal the door shut behind him, and not let anypony out until he’d impregnated every single mare hiding in there…

Oh, and speaking of Twilight, why was he settling for a sub-par view, again? “Lift your tail up!” he ordered. “I want to see you while we’re on the way.”

Twilight whined a little, but she obeyed, raising her tail high. Ah … there she was! Such a nice smooth little pussy pouting upward toward him. Maybe if he teased her a little, she’d start winking and get wet? Aw… But they were almost there anyway. He could already see the spire of the Town Hall up ahead.

As they rounded a corner, he suddenly saw Spike and Rarity. Rarity was looking the other way, but Spike spotted him. “Rarity!” Spike shouted. “He’s here! Quick, hide!”

He watched with a bit of a scowl as he watched the two scurry away, back around the corner. So Spike thought Rarity belonged to him, huh? Well, Dicey would just see about that. He made a mental note to track both of them down later … and then impregnate her right in front of Spike, forcing him to watch. Everypony in Ponyville needed to know that the mares of Ponyville belonged to Dicey now, and nopony else!

But then … then, something distracted him. A sound, rather than a sight.

“Come one! Come all! Come and witness the amazing magic of the Great and Powerful Trixie!”

Dicey stopped in his tracks. He’d seen a few of the traveling showmare’s performances, sure. Who in Ponyville hadn’t? Was she just so brazen that she’d decided that ‘the show must go on’ no matter what? Hm… Or maybe she’d just gotten back from one of her trips and she hadn’t yet heard about what was happening? Either way … well, the bunker could wait. He’d never been all that impressed by Trixie’s magic tricks, but he had been impressed by the showmare’s body, which was why he’d always gone back to her shows when she was in town. And now … now he was ready to get a personal performance, just for himself!

“Change of plans, Twilight!” he called out as he changed directions and picked up the pace. “This way!”

Twilight scrambled to catch back up with him as he headed toward the sound of Trixie’s voice. She had to – after all, he’d ordered her to escort him around all day – or night, as may be – and make sure everypony obeyed his orders. And she knew as well as anypony how important that was.

Trixie’s mobile stage wasn't far. Just around the next corner. At first, she’d been scowling at the very empty space in front of her stage, but once she saw him approaching with Twilight hot on his heels, her expression brightened greatly. “Aha!” she proclaimed, “An audience! Only two, but the Great and Powerful Trixie can build on that!” She spun with a flourish of her cape in front of the stage lights. “Come one! Come two! Come and witness the amazing talents of the Great and Powerful Trixie!”

Oh, he was going to witness her talents, alright. But not the way she was expecting.

Trixie stood on her hind legs, exposing her nice plump teats as she swept her hoof over the audience of only two. Despite the lingering nighttime darkness, the stage lights lit her up and gave Dicey a perfect view. “Now,” she said, “what shall Trixie amaze you with for her first trick? Ah, yes! Behold, as with Trixie’s Great and Powerful magic, this simple everyday rope rises from the basket all on its own, as if a snake ready to strike!”

“That’s boring!” Dicey yelled out. “How about instead, you turn around and lift up your tail?”

She dropped back down to all fours and scowled at him, letting the rope drop back into its basket. “Excuse me? Trixie is not that kind of showmare!”

He was grinning now. This was about to be fun! “How about for your next trick, you make my cock disappear?”

Trixie huffed indignantly. “The Great and Powerful Trixie does not tolerate hecklers! Especially not dirty, perverted hecklers! If you don’t remove yourself from my audience immediately, Trixie will be forced to make all of you disappear. And stay disappeared!”

“Trixie, I order you to have sex with me,” Dicey said as he climbed up onto the stage next to her.

She slapped him – hard – with her hoof, her horn already beginning to glow with ominous magic. “Get fucked you perverted—”

A glowing spherical shield in the color of Twilight Sparkle’s magic protected him from whatever it was Trixie was trying to conjure against him, appearing out of nowhere just in time.

“No,” Dicey told her with a wide grin, “you’re the one who’s about to get fucked. Bred like a broodmare!”

Trixie glowered down at Twilight where she stood near the stage. “Twilight! I thought we were friends. Why are you protecting such a disgusting and rude stallion? You should be helping Trixie banish him to the the nether dimensions!”

“Nether dimensions? That’s … not a real thing,” Twilight said.

“Well, Trixie could have at least banished him to the basement beneath Town Hall!”

Wait… Dicey shook his head. Even Trixie knew about the secret bunker under Town Hall, and still nopony had told him about it. What an outrage! It was so unfair! Trixie was way more of an outsider than him!

Enough of this crap! “Twilight,” he ordered, “tell Trixie about Luna’s orders. And about what’s going to happen to her next.”

“What … orders?” Trixie said, starting to sound a little worried as Twilight obeyed and climbed up onto the stage next to her.

The whispered conversation was too quiet for him to hear much of it. Well, too quiet to hear most of what Twilight was saying, anyway. Trixie’s occasional bursts of outrage and disbelief were perfectly audible.

“No!” Trixie shouted suddenly. “Princess Luna is good and noble! She would never order something like that!”

But after a bit more whispering, Trixie’s eyes shot open wide. “You’re … you’re serious!”

“Yeah…” Twilight shrugged and shook her head. “I’m sorry Trixie, but there’s no other choice than to—”

Trixie glanced to the left, to the right, and suddenly threw something from inside her cape. “Smoke bomb!”

A huge puff of smoke enveloped the stage, and even over the sound of himself and Twilight coughing, Dicey could hear the sound of Trixie’s hoofbeats as she galloped away under cover of smoke. Ugh, he should have known she’d try one of her disappearing tricks! Yep – as the smoke began to clear, he could see Trixie running away down the street, just about to turn a corner and disappear.

“Don’t let her get away!” he told Twilight. “Teleport her back!”

With a poof even more sudden than the one she’d disappeared in, Trixie reappeared on the stage, mid-gallop, and slammed into Dicey, knocking him down.

Had Twilight planned that? He shook himself as he got back up. It would certainly fit with what he knew of royals to play a little ‘prank’ like aiming a running Trixie right at him with a carefully placed teleport spell … but then again, it could have just been an accident. And if he said anything about it, she’d surely claim that it was.

Whatever. Didn’t matter either way. He had more important things to worry about … like breeding showmares. He offered Trixie his hoof to help her get up, and she accepted the help with a wary nervousness.

Just as she stood back up, she once again reached into a fold of her cape and—

And Dicey took the smoke bomb from her before she could throw it this time. “No more games,” he said. “You have to follow my orders now. Twilight will make sure of it. Every royal guard in Ponyville will make sure of it if they have to.” He looked down at her body and grinned. “Now turn around…”

Trixie looked briefly, desperately up at Twilight … but Twilight only looked away in shame. At that point, it was like the fires inside Trixie had suddenly gone out. She visibly deflated, even seeming to shrink down a little shorter and smaller than before. Suddenly, her flamboyant cape looked more like a sad blanket.

“I’m sorry, Trixie,” Twilight said.

Nodding, Trixie turned to face Twilight, presenting her rear toward Dicey. She brushed her cape to the side and reluctantly raised her tail. “Well, Trixie has done worse in the past, I suppose. And for less good of a reason. Go ahead … at least I’ve been taking my potions, so there won’t be any worries about a Great and Powerful pregnancy.”

Twilight winced at those words, but Dicey didn’t pay it much attention. Instead, he was fixated on Trixie’s lovely rump. Maybe it was only because she typically wore that cape of hers and only showed it in brief, tantalizing flashes, but he’d always thought of hers as one of the nicest in all of Ponyville. And, really, since he didn’t get outside of Ponyville much, that meant one of the nicest he’d ever seen. On the bigger side, but not at all flabby … just pleasantly plush, and with a really juicy thickness to it. The kind of cheeks he could really sink his teeth into … so to speak. Not that he was really into biting or anything. He’d much rather just touch. And he did.

Trixie flinched when his hoof first touched her, but by now he was used to that kind of thing. He didn’t let it bother him. Instead, he traced his hoof up and down the luscious round curves of Trixie’s ass, and even reached up between her hind legs to touch her teats a little.

She lifted one hind leg when he did that, obviously straining to hold herself back from instinctively kicking him. But that wasn't the only instinct she was fighting against. His eyes lit up as he saw her big plush pussy lips wink open for the first time, showing him a brief flash of pink and already starting to drip a little. Oh yes … her body knew what was about to happen, and her body seemed a lot more enthusiastic about it. Slowly, teasingly, he slid his hoof upward from her delightfully jiggly teats, up through the deep crease between her soft ass cheeks, and finally all the way up to her pussy.

Trixie whimpered a little. “Twilight! He’s… He’s…”

“Yeah, I’m sorry,” Twilight said. “It’s probably best to just get this over with quickly.”

Spreading her hind legs just a bit wider, Trixie took a deep breath. “Fine. Go ahead, pervert. Make it quick. Before I… Before I…” She shook her head. “What? Why are Trixie’s teats growing?”

“It’s, um … a fertility spell,” Twilight mumbled.

“A what?”

Even though he’d been getting more sex lately than he’d ever before dreamed of, Dicey still took the time to savor the moment, running both hooves up and down Trixie’s luscious flanks. Big and perky, with just a little bit of softness, she really had one of the objectively best rumps he’d yet had the opportunity to grope. Even if he normally had a preference for the more petite ones, Trixie’s showmare body was undeniably incredible.

“Trixie did not agree to any fertility spells!”

“Nobody asked.” Dicey didn’t waste any more time. He reared up and mounted Trixie, prodding her with his cock and trying to find just the right spot.

The way she was squirming underneath him sure didn’t help. Why did this have to be so difficult? She knew there was no way out of what was about to happen, didn’t she?

“Help me get it in,” he told Twilight. When her horn started to glow, he shook his head. “No – with your mouth.”

Twilight winced, but did as ordered, ducking her head under his belly. A moment later, he felt the soft, warm touch of Twilight's lips against the side of his cock, which was quite nice as he thrusted against Trixie. Even Twilight had a little trouble getting it lined up, as she’d obviously never done this kind of thing before, but with her help, his tip inevitably found Trixie’s winking and dripping pussy lips. Instantly, he pushed forward, sinking himself into her.

Trixie cried out in protest, cursing him wordlessly. Twilight barely got her head out from underneath him in time before he smashed up against Trixie’s plush ass cheeks.

Dicey just sighed in satisfaction as he felt the juicy heat of Trixie’s pussy enveloping his cock. He held himself hilted inside her for a long moment, just enjoying the sensation of being inside yet another mare. This never got old, even after doing it so much lately. Squeezing her soft body between his forelegs, he pushed in even harder, managing to press his cock just slightly farther inside her.

“Trixie will not forget this!” she said from underneath him. Her body trembled … from arousal or from rage? He didn’t really care.

“I’m counting on it,” he said, beginning to thrust inside her. “You can tell my foals all about me as they grow up.”

To that, all she had to say in reply was a scared little whimper. Had he really broken her that easily? Or maybe it was the feeling of his cock moving inside her that was making her whimper… Either way, it only made him want to rut her even harder, slamming his cock into her over and over again until her forelegs collapsed, leaving her chest against the stage and her generous rump sticking up for him to plow into. He could feel her entrance winking around the base of his cock – tilted up like that, it was like she desperately wanted to catch every possible drop of cum he might provide her.

What a show! He looked out beyond the stage, halfway expecting a cheering crowd watching in awe as he bred he ever-loving ponyfeathers out of their favorite showmare… But of course it was empty out there. Not easy to see into the darkness beyond the stage lights, but it was pretty clear that nopony was watching. They were all hiding somewhere else.

Well, that was a bit of a let-down. It didn’t stop him from pushing his cock over and over into Trixie’s pliant pussy, though. Hm… Was he starting to like the idea of doing it in front of an audience? It had been pretty fun when he’d pumped Luna full right in front of everypony… Maybe after he was done with Trixie, he could have Twilight round up a bunch of ponies and force them all to stay and watch. And whoever didn’t want to look would be the first one getting bred!

With thoughts running through his head of a whole audience of mares all watching as they waited their turn, Dicey felt the familiar pressure building, felt Trixie’s depths squeezing tighter around him as his tip flared… And he didn’t hold back in the slightest.

Pressing his forehooves against Trixie’s withers, pinning her chest down against the stage, Dicey rammed his cock into her one final time, as deep as he could possibly go. Triggered by his own orgasm in combination with the fertility spell, Trixie’s pussy gushed back against him, splattering his hind legs just as his balls pulled upward and his cock began to pulse.

More than any mare he’d yet had, Trixie gulped down each stream of cum he pumped into her. She might have been whining in protest as much as she was moaning in orgasm, but her body clenched and squeezed around him, sucking his cum straight into her magically fertile womb, as if she was desperately thirsty for it. He shuddered and groaned, delivering yet another massive load – surge after surge of it, and yet not a single drop wasted. Her upturned pussy was the perfect breeding receptacle, ready to catch and cherish everything he could possibly give her.

And since she was being such a good broodmare, Dicey didn’t pull out even after his cock stopped throbbing. He kept himself tightly pressed against her, sheath to pussy lips, locking the belly-swelling load inside her for good. None of it would escape even when he pulled out of her – he made sure of that by pulling out only a little at a time as his cock softened, allowing plenty of chances for Trixie’s still-twitching inner walls to wipe away any that might still be stuck to him as he retreated out of her.

Finally, when it did come free, Dicey stepped back down onto the stage behind her and groped her soft, jiggly ass one more time for good measure. “Stay just like that,” he ordered, “make sure it all drains down into you and you don’t spill a single drop. Or else I’ll order you to be the broodmare for every other stallion in town, too.”

He wouldn't really do that, of course. No other stallion could be allowed to have a claim to his mares. But he was pretty sure that would be enough to keep her like this – with her winking, cum-filled pussy so lustfully on display on stage – for a while to come. If only there was more an audience here to witness that…

Once again, he looked out over where a crowd could have been, and once again he didn’t see a single pony out there… Except, hey! Was that … Scootaloo?

Yeah! It was! That was definitely her little orange face and purple mane peeking out from around the corner of a nearby building! He only looked at her out of the corner of his eye. She didn’t seem to notice she’d been spotted yet. Maybe she was too busy staring at Trixie?

Hm… He hadn’t been planning on messing around with anypony so young… Even though he realized there was a lot wrong with what he was doing, he still had some personal standards to maintain. Besides, his breeding chances would be better with adult mares. But… Now that he thought about it, she was probably watching because she was curious about sex, wasn't she? And if she was old enough to be curious about sex, well then she was old enough to… He smiled, his cock already slipping out of his sheath again. Scootaloo was small, but she was really cute, and her little pussy would probably feel so tight around his cock…

How had his standards slipped so quickly? How had he gotten hard and ready to go again so quickly? Important questions … which slipped away without another thought as he realized he’d already made his decision.

“Scootaloo!” he called out. “I know you’re out there, and I’m ordering you to come up onto the stage with me!”

A startled squeak came from the shadows, but not the clattering of tiny hooves running away. Instead, she reluctantly came out of hiding and slowly started toward the stage. She kept glancing around as if looking for a way out, but she must have already known she had to obey him, so there wasn't any way out of this.

Dicey stepped up to the edge of the stage to better see past the glaring lights. He licked his lips as he watched the filly approaching. His cock surged even harder underneath his belly, hungry for the tiny mare.

Slam! His world turned upside down as he was smashed down onto the stage, rolling across it. His chest suddenly ached, and he could barely breathe. The wind had been knocked out of him! “Whaa…?” he wheezed. What the heck had just hit him out of nowhere, like a bolt out of the night sky?

“Enough!” Rainbow's voice rang in his ears as she shouted. She pounced and stomped on him again, bruising his ribs. “I don’t care what the Princess’s orders say – enough is enough!” Each word was punctuated by another harsh stomp. “You are not going to touch Scootaloo! Not ever!”

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