Chapters Prologue - How Did I Get Here?
The gentle hum of the car engine made Diamond Tiara’s ear flap. She stared out the window, biting her cheek, deep in thought. How did I get into this again..? She thought back.
***
“So what else do ya do fer fun, Dia?” The yellow mare asked. “‘Part from the usual?”
“I don’t know, I suppose I’m mostly… in my room?” She chuckled, unsure exactly how to answer a question like that.
“Pff, c’mon, you gotta do more than that.” Scootaloo sneered. “Like us, y’know,
we go out on the town, get into mischief, maybe tap a mare or two~”
Tiara raised an eyebrow. “...‘Tap’ a mare?”
Apple Bloom smirked. “Yeah, like… Have fun with ‘em. Make ‘em feel good?”
Tiara stared. She understood the euphemism Bloom presented, but the fact it was addressed so nonchalantly had thrown her off her tracks. “Yeah, I- I getcha…” She started. “...How- or …where do you.. Do that stuff?”
Sweetie Belle tittered. “Scootaloo knows a few places!”
Scootaloo grinned, looking away modestly. “Oh, c’mon… I just know like… 4 or 5… in town..” She chuckled, returning her focus to the group.
Apple Bloom snickered in return. “So, are ya game?” She asked, giving a sly smile to Diamond Tiara.
“What?” She had to snap herself out of her trance.
“Like, are ya up fer it? Y’wanna visit one’a these places?”
Tiara considered everything from the past few minutes deeply. She had curiosities, ones that had mostly been kept to herself… But the thought of actually achieving something so intimate and private, just like that…?
“Sure."
***
And so here she was, in the backseat of Scoot’s car with her friends, pulling up in front of a seemingly innocent building. It was wellkept, the doorway swept of debris, the windows clean of smudges. Surely this couldn’t be it…
“Alright, we’re here!” Scootaloo chirped, completely disrupting Diamond’s expectations. “Ready for some fun?” She snorted, hopping out of the car.
Tiara would’ve felt completely at ease- if it weren’t for Scoot’s quip. Regardless, she, along with the others, got out of the car, and approached the building.
“So this place is like.. Safe, right?” She asked, hesitant to enter.
“Well, ah’ve never been on th’ receiving end, but… Yeah. Adults bein’ adults. Jus’ feelin’ good.” Bloom smiled in reassurance, despite the bluntness of her own sentence. Tiara just nodded as they made their way through the door.
The lounge area had a similar feeling attached to that of the outside. Organised, clean, comfortable, warm, and… oddly accepting. A mare, no doubt a receptionist, sat at a desk nearby, sorting through papers, and cross referencing some unknown information with what was on the computer in front of her. Just behind her was a hallway, with a sign next to it that read “Amenities.”
Everything felt so… normal, here. Sex had always been something she’d considered private. She imagined that any place to house or normalise such a thing would likely be… thoughtless. And yet, this place… It looked like a functioning business that cared deeply for its image, and its customers.
“Oh, hello again, Sundown!” The receptionist smiled at Scootaloo.
Sweetie Belle giggled, giving Tiara’s shoulder a nudge. “She goes by that here. Keeps the mystery going.”
“Heya, Shuffler!” Scootaloo smiled. “Got a group today, any idea on a wait time?”
“Oh, lucky for you, we just finished setting up Room 3!” The receptionist replied. “Ready for our next customers!” She smiled.
“Oh, hoho.. Awesome, thanks!” Scootaloo chuckled, turning back. “Hey, Tiara, you wanna go first? We’ll catch up in a sec.”
Tiara hesitated. Here was Scootaloo, bringing her to a completely unfamiliar location, and telling her to go first… And yet, there wasn’t any doubt. She was unsure, but somehow… She walked through the hallway, past the “Amenities” sign. She wasn’t sure what was driving her… Maybe it was just… the uncertainty. The unknowing of what to expect. The anxiety… The excitement.
The hallway opened into the middle of another hallway, with doorways spaced a distance apart either side. She began walking, looking carefully at the doors, until she found the door numbered “3.”
She took a breath, twisted the nob, and pushed open the door.
The door swung open. It was… simple enough. It looked almost like a restroom with one bathroom… In fact, at first glance, she thought that’s what it was, but after closer inspection, things became clearer. In the corner of the room, backed up against the wall, was a stall. She could see the outline of an indent on the side of the wall that faced out to the room… No, not an indent. A hole. She nodded, slowly, understanding exactly what this room was for… The hole… was a gloryhole. A place to be whatever she pleases, without having to fear being seen.
It had been only in the back of her mind since the conversation first came up with the Cutie Mark Crusaders… But now, the intrigue had built too much to keep hidden away. She shut the door behind her, and approached the stall. Just as she’d hoped the receptionist was implying, it was clean, and sterilised. Again, the feeling of safety, and acceptance returned. She pulled open the door to what she’d be calling her “station” for the next… Well, however long this would be. Just as clean… In fact, plenty of accessories. A shelf was stationed opposite the door. On it was plenty of lube, condoms… even some body paint to cover up her own cutie mark. In the middle, on the wall, was a red button, with text that read “Assistance.” It was a button. In the event that anything became too much for her, she could hit it, and know someone would come help her.
This made her smile. Just seeing this button made her realise that this place not only cared about its customers, but its “employees,” too. She shut the door behind her, and locked it. She eyed either side of the booth. It seemed only the side that faced out into the room had a hole… One hole was more than enough in her opinion.
She grabbed the body paint off the shelf, and removed the brush from within. She chewed on her cheek, as she carefully applied the body paint to her rear, covering her cutie mark. It tickled her, slightly, a slight shudder running through her legs. She finished adding the paint, and set the brush and paint down. Redness dashed her face… Her rear was virtually unrecognisable like this… With that in mind, she took in her space, before lying down, and getting into position. It was a little awkward at first… but with a little bit of patience, she had her rear pressed through the hole, leaving her ass completely exposed to the other side.
As if on cue, the door to the room opened. Tiara’s body tensed. She glanced at the button, thinking… Am I ready for this? She nodded to herself. Yeah… Yeah, I’m ready. She looked away from the button, instead looking back down to the floor. She heard shuffling from behind the wall- before she heard a short snicker. She smiled a bit herself… before her eyes widened.
Someone was already prodding. Gently, of course, almost curiously. Diamond’s body relaxed… She relaxed, feeling comfort in the politeness of the character who was currently hands on with Diamond’s most intimate area.
The touch was more teasing than anything, gently rubbing against the edges of Tiara’s pussy, occasionally flicking a finger across her clit, eliciting a whine from her mouth.
In time, the hand pulled away, leaving her confused. There was no action, now… just her own silence. She could hear movement behind the wall, but she couldn’t tell..!
The wet, bumpy texture of a tongue licking against Tiara’s labia, alternating between left, and right, pulled the mare from her thoughts. She gasped, feeling the gentle movements of their tongue, quickly picking out the pattern.
She moved with the pony on the other side, blushing as the mystery pony pushed their muzzle deeper, nuzzling against her insides, licking up the secretions that dripped down the folds of her vagina. They were slow, methodical. Elaborate in their motions. Clearly, not an amateur.
And then, a second tongue joined in, making Tiara’s eyes widen. H-How many are there..? This tongue was more… hasty, quick to taste Tiara’s liquids. They were rough, but still knew how to treat a mare.
To her further surprise, a third tongue began to lick her dripping cunt, happily lapping away. Three ponies, one actively eating her out, the other two flanking, and licking up any juices that ran down her legs. The stimulation had increased, and Tiara could feel herself beginning to lose to it. It felt so good! How could she resist?
She’d begun to pant, in anticipation, feeling a burning building inside of her. She was getting close, and the participants behind the wall of the cubicle knew it. They pushed deeper, coaxing her closer and closer to release. Tiara was openly panting, not caring for whatever those behind the wall would think of her.
And just like that, the tongues pulled away, leaving Tiara biting her lip. She sighed, needily. It felt so good… Why did they pull away? Slowly, her mind came back. Her face reddened again, realising how quick she was to indulge in her own lust… Her ear twitched as she heard quiet muttering from behind the wall, slightly muffled by her own ass blocking the area that the voices could travel through. It sounded like they were… bickering?
What was happening back there..? She thought to herself.
A warmth pressed against her cunt. Oh. She felt herself wink, subtly. Oh Goddess yes. The mare rocked her hips gently, consenting to the force that was one swift thrust away from entering her… And that’s exactly what happened.
The head was far bigger than she was expecting. She bit her lip, as she felt her pussy stretch to take the beast of a shaft into herself. They slowly began to push deeper, making her whimper. It’s so big… I c-can feel it pushing against my insides..!
Once she felt like they were about 6 inches in, they stopped moving. She looked back, only to see the wall behind her.
Slowly, the rod inside moved out. Tiara groaned. The head of the cock inside was flared so wide… She put her hand to her lower stomach, feeling it scrape against her inner walls.
The pulling motion came to a stop… before they pushed in again.
This process repeated… Slowly, over, and over. Each deep, slow thrust made Diamond shudder. Her legs shook with excitement. She groaned again, her tight hole squeezing the cock that was moving, patiently, in and out. Never once did the speed increase, instead keeping at a slow, steady pace. It felt incredible. She rocked, trying to coax the unknown pony on the other side to thrust faster. She could feel the shaft throbbing, twitching madly. A warmth was pooling inside of her, no doubt precum. She knew that whoever her user was, was so close.
Instead, she felt them pulling out. No.. No, don’t pull out now… She thought.
They paused, the head pulling against her insides. Tiara bit her lip, trying hard not to moan. She failed, as she felt the mare slam into her.
“A-AH!” Tiara let out a shout, as the cock was hilted deep inside. Shot of cum after cum unloaded into Tiara’s womb, making her groan out in comfort. She put a hand to her stomach, feeling the faint tenseness created by the orgasm of the pony unknown.
After a minute, she felt the rod soften slightly, before it began to pull back.
She bit her lip, feeling as its extensive length slowly slid out of her.
“Ngh!” She let out a gasp, feeling the still faintly flared head catch on her outer labia. She grit her teeth, before.. Pop!
“Gah!” Tiara’s pussy convulsed, throbbing hard. She could feel it gaping on the other side, open, dripping cum from the first pony to ever use her in such a way.
It was less than a minute before another, thinner, more lithe cock slid its way into her accepting opening. She blushed, smirking in surprise at the sheer audacity of this pony. Such little consideration… She snickered to herself. It was hard not to think in this mindset… There was an odd sense of pride attached to this; to being what she chose to be.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the abrupt thrust into her cunt, making her jolt forwards. She barely had a moment to recover, before there was another thrust!
Diamond Tiara grit her teeth. Unlike the previous, this pony was far more aggressive. Far more needy, than that of the gentle, elaborate one that had just been so kind. And yet, she felt no spite. If anything, her excitement grew.
It had hardly been a few minutes, the eager pony thrusting into her rear, gripping tight onto her flanks, and already, she could tell she was close. Her thrusts were becoming more erratic, more desperate. Frantic, even. Tiara had to brace herself against the other wall, as the grip on her flanks became tighter.
Less than 5 minutes after the previous pony finished, another cock was hilted deep inside of her, shooting out a just as impressive amount of cum, gushing deeper inside of her, with a bit more force than before. She sighed, her tongue blepping out her mouth slightly as she let her body relax.
There was a gentle pat to her asscheek- ironically more formal than sadistic. Either way, it made her blush, as the quickshot pulled her softening penis out of her vagina.
If her memory had served her well… It was time for the third, and final pony to have their fill. And she was ready.
Timidly at first, she felt the tip of the final pony’s cock push against her vagina, before pushing harder. Tiara exhaled sharply, as her cunt stretched yet again, taking the third shaft deep inside of herself. This one felt different. They weren’t fast, nor were they gentle. They were rough.
She felt a deep emptiness as the turgid rod slid out, and then grunted, feeling it slam right back into her, filling her right back up. She took a breath, recollecting herself- before she felt a hand grip her tail.
“O-Oh no.” Tiara spoke for the first time in a while, her voice almost reduced to a squeak.
She felt a hard tug on her tail, her ass being pulled further onto the cock. She gasped, hearing a giggle on the giving end.
“Eep!” A faint tingle presented itself to Diamond Tiara’s clitoris, making her tense. Whoever was behind her was now using their magic to stimulate her…
It was seconds before the thrusting began, but to Tiara, it felt like ages. A deep need, finally being fulfilled. She let out pants and gasps as her insides were filled, and emptied, over and over. Her insides stretching to accommodate the beast inside.
She felt the pulses on her clit grew stronger, her legs shaking, and quivering. Each deep, hard thrust slammed against her cervix, pounding her composure away piece by piece. She’d begun to pant, and grunt. Each time the unknown pony’s hard erection slammed into her stretched opening, she’d feel herself slipping deeper into a trance of bliss.
She felt them slow, just for a moment. She looked back, confused. W-What are they.. D-doing?
They began thrusting again, redoubling their efforts.
Diamond Tiara let out a long moan. She was completely at the mercy of this pony and she absolutely loved it. Each rough, aggressive pound filled her with indescribable pleasures. The magic on her clit grew stronger. She felt it teasing, vibrating, rubbing in circles. She was getting close- and so was her dominator on the other end.
They managed, however, to hold together just long enough, to slide their cock out one more time.
“No, please… Put it back in, we’re so close, please!” She whispered coarsely to herself. “So close.. C’mon, thrust… just.. Thrust!”
The entire length of the prick slammed right back into her, ramming hard against her G-Spot, making her moan loudly. Her body seized up, as she felt the tingling sensation disperse through her whole body, an orgasm pulsing from her pelvis, down her legs, up her chest, and straight to her head. The constant edging and building reached a breaking point. She let out a squeal of pleasure, her cunt squirting hard, femcum spraying onto her top’s crotch.
In contrast, she heard to feminine moan from the other end. Semen gushed hard into Diamond Tiara’s womb, both ponies letting out sighs, and moans, panting as their climaxes slammed their bodies repeatedly.
A few moments passed, and Tiara was left gasping, panting for air, as the pony on the other end fell back, their cock popping out of her stretched cunt, and her magic dissipating, finally releasing the two of them from their orgasm.
She pulled forwards, indicating to the group of three that she was more than satisfied with her treatment.
There was a deep chuckle heard through the hole. That of a mare.
Diamond Tiara’s suspicions had been confirmed… but that was the least of her focus at the moment. For now… She needed to get cleaned up.
***
The past hour or so continued to play on repeat in Diamond Tiara’s mind, as she stepped into the complimentary shower provided by the company that ran the building. She let the water soak her hair, shutting her eyes as it ran down her face, down her body, and down her legs, letting the work of the trio from before wash away.
She snickered. Of course Scootaloo asked me to go ahead. No bad feelings were felt, of course. If anything, she was grateful that her “firsts” were her own friends. If she had a doubt that it’d been anypony else, she might’ve backed out. She quietly thought to herself, trying to guess what order her friends had gone in… and if there was a way she could get back at them.
“We’ll be back later tonight, dear. Just stopping by an, uh… business gathering.” Filthy Rich called to her daughter. “Remember to keep clean, and tidy.”
“Yeah, yeah…” Diamond Tiara replied, still looking at her phone from the couch. Very little interest could be heard in her voice- as if she had been waiting for them to leave the whole time.
Spoiled Rich frowned at her daughter, as Filthy sighed.
“Come now, honey…” Spoiled smirked, putting a gentle hand on her husband’s shoulder, trying to lighten the mood. “We mustn’t miss the…” She paused, gently squeezing Filthy’s shoulder. “gathering. ”
“Ah… Of course, darling..” Filthy nodded, keeping his composure- despite the stirring between his own legs.
***
The Rich’s, every night or so, would have an “Adventure Night.” The two of them had long since grown tired of the consistent, simple natures of their sex life, and so, would find new ways to spice things up.
Tonight, for them, Spoiled Rich had chosen something more… “Social” than usual, as she put it.
The chauffeur pulled up behind a building, a back entrance lit up faintly by the light above. The door read “Staff and The Permitted only.” Filthy raised a curious eyebrow, eying the structure up, inspecting for any judgement he may be able to throw. Everything seemed in order, from the cleanliness, to the professionalism. He nodded to Spoiled approvingly, and stepped out of the car, his wife following behind.
The two had been dressed to the nines in accessories. Glasses, hats, scarves… All to hide their identities. If anyone heard word that two high-living ponies such as themselves were getting up to such scandalous mischief late at night? Their social lives would be ruined .
Filthy looked around, before opening the door, and stepping inside, Spoiled following with a sly smile.
The door had opened to a hallway; which joined another at the far end. The two ponies walked curiously, peering around the corner, down the lengths of the adjoining hallway.
Rooms lined the walls. As they had come in the back, the rooms- many of which had signs reading “In-session”- would count downwards. The two began walking, past room 12… then 11… 10… They had begun to wonder if the establishment had even remembered they were coming.
Rooms 9, 8, 7, and 6… all occupied.
Slowly, their faces began to falter.
5… 4…
Just when they were about to give up…
3.
The door had no sign. This one was open. Spoiled let out a stifled, haughty chuckle. “This must be us, dear~”
She turned the knob, and opened the door.
The room was a fair size- But all focus on the layout was disrupted. In the corner of the room, was a stall. A hole could be seen, made in the stall… Just as the two had begun to take in the room- A pink pony’s ass was forced through the hole, her cutie mark blacked out with body paint.
Filthy Rich’s eyes narrowed. Slowly, he took off his accessories, letting them sit on a nearby chair. Spoiled Rich snickered, seeing the mare’s ass so casually sticking from the hole. She too began to undress, as Filthy approached.
He seemed… suspicious of something.
On the other side of the wall, Diamond Tiara sat, with bated breath. She had only just heard the door open, having no idea who was behind her. She had simply taken the door opening as her cue to “present herself,” just as before with the Crusaders.
Filthy Rich cocked his head, inspecting the mare’s ass closer. Spoiled came up behind him, Filthy shuddering slightly, feeling her naked breast press against his shoulder blade. She was already fully naked. She hugged him from behind, resting her head on his shoulder. “Something the matter, my sweet?”
What was on Filthy’s mind came out, in a slow, unimpressed mutter. “...She looks like our daughter, darling.” he answered, flatly.
Spoiled Rich looked at Filthy for a moment, before looking down at the ass. After another moment, she let out a boisterous laugh. “Honey, our daughter would never be here!” She snickered, ironically. “But… if she were… surely you’d have to.. Put her in her place, hm?”
Filthy’s shaft twitched. “Why… yes… I suppose so… She should never be in such an establishment…”
“Nopony better suited, if you ask me…” Spoiled gently put a hand around her husband, rubbing softly at the bulge that had begun to form. “Why not put this slut in her place, hm?”
Filthy hesitated, just a moment longer. “Oh, very well, darling..” He chuckled, undressing himself fully. In a few moments, he stood, naked, in front of a mare he thought could never be his own daughter. He got down to his knees, eyeing the pussy in front of him. He smirked, letting his experience with his wife take the wheel.
He shut his eyes, pushing his muzzle towards the opening.
Behind the wall, Tiara let out a sigh, both of satisfaction and relief. The long, drawn out pause had begun to make her anxious. But feeling the stallion's tongue from behind the wall had relaxed her.
She let out a gasp- feeling the tongue push harder into her folds. No doubts ran through her mind about the clear insight he had on a mare. He knew just what spots to lick, what spots to push into. He was aggressive… but she loved that.
The stallion grinned, feeling the way the mare’s cunt winked around his muzzle. The taste of her juices was something… oddly familiar… For whatever reason, it only encouraged him more. To think that this could very well be his daughter… to think that he was putting her in her place... He pushed deeper.
Tiara panted harder, feeling the tingling between her legs spread through her body. She was getting close- with each flick of the mystery stallion’s tongue against her clit, she tensed her body, pushing her thighs together. Tiara’s body shuddered, her arms giving out, letting her upper body fall slack, her ass raising up slightly.
On the outside, Filthy chuckled. Spoiled egged him on, having since sat down.
“She’s getting close.~” She smirked, gently rubbing at the area near her clit as she watched her husband’s shaft twitch with excitement. “Don’t let her finish just yet, dear.”
He stopped, pulling back. “Of course… We can’t let her enjoy this ‘punishment,’ can we?” He sneered, indulging in the fantasy. Instead of shying away from the idea, he opted to push deeper into the depravity.
Diamond Tiara, however, was not pleased. She was just a few licks away. How could somepony tease her so much just to- The hard, throbbing length of a cock far bigger than she was expecting pressed against her tight pussy. She let out a gasp. It was huge. She could feel the precum leaking from the tip.
Filthy Rich snickered on the other side. He could feel her jump from his cock.
“Surprised, slut?” He sneered.
“Well of course… Our daughter is so, very unaware of your size!~” She teased.
Filthy looked down at the ass his cock was pressed against. For whatever reason… this… public slut , being his daughter? Spurned him on.
“Why of course she is, honey.” He replied. “She’s never been with anypony before..” He chuckled.
“She was so rude to us on the way out… Wasn’t she, love? Remember, we’re teaching her a lesson.” Spoiled’s hand sped up, biting her lip, watching as Filthy returned his focus to the mare. He looked at her dripping cunt, watching it flinch and shiver at the dark brown shaft that was pressed against it. The longer he looked… the more he was convinced into the twisted fantasy of this being his own daughter.
Spoiled smirked, seeing him so drawn into her. “I know you want it. It’s so wrong, isn’t it? And yet you want it so bad. ”
Filthy quivered, biting his lip as he thought about pushing his throbbing erection into his own child’s cunt. The moans she’d make while he railed her…
“Do it. Fuck your daughter.”
That was all he needed to hear. “Very well, dear…~”
He began to push.
Behind the wall, Diamond gasped again, which turned to a slow groan, as the shaft pushed open the opening to her cunt. She felt the flared head slide past her labia, and then deeper. Inch by inch, it forced her insides to stretch to accompany its length, and girth. Immediately, all prior irritation washed away, replaced by the immense pressure inside of her womb. The sensation was completely unlike her friends from before. It almost hurt… but she liked that.
The moment she felt the tip of the flare push against her cervix- it slid out- and rammed back in. Diamond gasped for air, as the cock stayed, wedged deep inside. Then, she felt it slide back out- and slam in again. Tiara’s body went limp, the slow thrusts beginning to speed up. Her head spun as she felt the pony ruthlessly pound her, loving every moment of the aggressiveness. Of the roughness . Of being so plainly used this way.
Filthy Rich grit his teeth. “Good little bitch… Take it like a good mare…”
“Like a good daughter, dear.” Spoiled murmured.
Filthy felt his shaft throb inside. It felt wrong to think of this pony as anyone but his daughter… he just couldn’t help it. She’d been so rude to him when she left… He had to put Diamond Tiara in her place.
He gripped tight onto her hips, throwing his hips over, and over into her. He could hear her gasping, letting out lustful whimpers behind the wall. He smirked. She even sounded like his daughter.
The mare he thrusted into felt so much tighter, the grip she had around his cock was intense. The pleasure jolted through him like electricity. He didn’t even notice when Spoiled had stood up, until she put a hand on his shoulder. Slowly, she slid her hand down his arm, teasing his nerves. She was guiding his hand somewhere… He put it together once he felt his fingers being pushed between her thighs.
Filthy nodded, breathing hard. With one hand on his daughter’s ass, and another hand between her wife’s legs, he began to finger her, pushing his fingers meticulously inside of her. Spoiled leaned forward onto her husband, wrapping her free arm around him into a lustful embrace.
“You feel her? You feel how needy she is? How needy our daughter is to be fucked by a stallion like you?” Filthy groaned, feeling his cockhead twitch, and flare. He was getting close. “Do it, honey. Fuck our daughter, cum inside her tight pussy. It doesn’t matter that she’s your daughter… That just makes you hornier, doesn’t it?”
Filthy delved deeper into the thought. “Fuck, look at her, taking her dad’s fat cock. She’s such a little slut. Losing her virginity to her own father?” His hips slapped into Tiara’s ass, lurching her forward and backwards repeatedly.
Behind the wall, Diamond Tiara was losing her mind. She moaned loudly, drool hanging from her mouth as she was ruthlessly pounded into by the massive cock from behind the wall. She loved it. Every second of it. She could feel how the shaft was spasming and lurching. She could tell he was getting close… and so was she.
Filthy Rich was gasping, grunting with each and every thrust. “Do it, sweetie. Break that final barrier. Fill your daughter with your cum. Make her a pregnant little breeding slut to serve your needs!”
He shouted primally, hilting deep inside of her as the tip flared aggressively, gushing a long, thick stream of cum into her cunt, spewing hard into her cervix. Shot after draining shot rushed inside of her tight womb, making Tiara squeal in bliss behind the wall.
Filthy bucked his hips a few times, lust taking control of his body as the deeper urges pushed him further and further into bliss.
There was only so much room in the younger mare’s pussy, and still so much more cum for him to give… It had filled her up, causing a small bulge to form in her stomach… before she let out a shout as it backfired around Filthy’s cock.
Spoiled Rich moaned into Filthy’s ear as cum splattered onto her husband’s crotch, cumming hard, her cunt convulsing around Filthy’s dexterous fingers.
The daughter of the two couldn’t take the building pressure, letting out a squeaking moan as femcum squirted from her pussy, covering Filthy’s crotch in even more sticky fluids.
A minute or two passed, before Filthy pulled his cum soaked cock from the mare’s pussy with a pop! Jizz gushed from her hole, no longer held in place by Filthy’s massive cock. It mixed with the juices on the floor, leaving a sign of the familial bliss the three had just unknowingly experienced. Diamond Tiara remained in place, her ass quivering, cunt twitching and winking in bliss, still coasting off of her orgasm.
Filthy snickered, giving a rough slap to her ass, making her jump as a bit more cum squirted from her pussy. He looked down at his hand, coated in juices, mixed both of his wife’s, and his daughter’s. He stuck his tongue out, licking the fluids clean from his hand.
“We should come here more often~” He chuckled, before kissing his wife lovingly.
It had been nearly a week since Diamond Tiara had first visited the establishment in which she found her deeper passions, and desires for who she strived to be. Today would be no different.
She tipped the taxi driver, and got out of the cab. The driver gave a friendly beep, before driving off. A smirk crossed her face as she approached the door. Signs were hung up on the door, reading “Monster Night!”, and “Creatures of all kinds welcome!” She snickered, pushing open the door.
She’d never acknowledged the calendar until recently. When she did, she found that every other Friday there would be a special event. This week was Monster Night, where creatures, whether reptilian, canine, avian, and even rumours of eldritch, were more than welcome for fun with any of the brave volunteers inside- which there were surprisingly many. Diamond Tiara was one of them.
“Is my room ready, Ma’am?” Tiara asked the receptionist.
“Of course, Gemstone!” Paper Shuffler smiled, referring to her newest customer by her alias. “And, just don’t forget.. If anything’s too much tonight, use the button, okay?”
“Mhm! Thank you!” Diamond Tiara- or as she’d call herself here, ‘Crystal Gemstone’ made her way down the hall she’d walked a few times before- beelining for room 3.
***
Diamond had very little idea as to what kind of monster she’d be dealing with tonight… She fantasised aloud as she prepared herself, just as she had any other night. “I wonder if they’ve ever gotten a bugbear in here..? Ooh, maybe an unreformed changeling?” She giggled to herself with excitement.
She glanced for a moment at the button, remembering the words Paper Shuffler had said to her… The receptionist had worked here for a while, so there was no doubt she spoke from experience. These nights must get intense…
Tiara’s face flushed red. The idea of her ass being so ruthlessly ravaged by something so primal. It made her lip quiver… She’d been deep in thought about the idea, but never to such a lewd, depraved extent.
It was a good thing, too, that she had just finished preparing herself. She was needy… and more than ready to take whatever would be thrown at her.
She pushed her ass through the opening she’d become so acquainted with over the past week. This place was, ironically, starting to feel like a second home to her… She chuckled to herself at the idea. Her mind slowly began to wander, more thoughts of what kind of creature may find its way to her..?
As if on cue, the door slammed open.
Diamond jumped. The monster was here.
Heavy footsteps thudded from a distance behind the wall… The door slowly creaked shut, no doubt being closed by a staff member. Whatever was in here with her, it was locked in. And there’d be no getting away from it… Unless, of course… She glanced at the panic button. She let out a sigh… No. You can do this.
She could hear it sniffing around, curiously… Until the sniffing stopped. The footsteps began again, getting louder, getting closer. It had picked up her scent.
Diamond Tiara waited with bated breath… the footsteps sounded like they were right behind the wall… when they suddenly stopped. She looked back, hoping to learn anything- only to be met with the blank wall.
She stiffened up when she felt a warm breath against her private regions. It was right there. Less than an inch away. She shivered, hearing it sniff gently at her vagina. The warmth that graced her folds was unusual… But not unwelcome. She was getting wet, leaking from between her legs.
There was silence again, her legs trembling in anticipation.
A narrow, wet tongue suddenly pushed against her folds, making arch her back. It licked, and lapped at her folds, making her gasp.
“U-Uff.. E-easy there..” She requested, knowing full well that, even if the creature could hear her, it wouldn’t have listened anyways. Whatever it was, it was excited.
Tiara almost began wondering if it was a frequent visitor..? If so, what could it be..? It couldn’t be a timberwolf.. She would’ve heard the clattering of logs…
The tongue pushed deeper, derailing her thoughts before she could ponder further. She let out a moan, as the creature licked its lips, enjoying her flavour.
Her thighs twitched… There was something so different about being at the mercy of something like this… Something that made her cunt drip even more.
The tongue pulled away, leaving Diamond Tiara just another moment to ponder… The tongue had felt smooth, so it couldn’t be a feline… And it wasn’t sticky… so amphibians were off the table for that matter too…
Another distraction to her thought process came when she felt something big rested against her ass. It was warm, and twitchy… even a little bumpy. The tip of it was pushed against the wall, some of its length resting on her rear. The full length of the shaft couldn’t be felt… but she still shivered. This was bigger than anypony else she’d taken on… She gave a nervous glance at the button, her lip trembling.
The cock pulled back, and pushed against her cunt.
“O-Oh ssshit..!” She gasped, feeling its girth. In the back of her mind, she was wondering if it would even be possible to take something so big. The cock slipped against her wet opening, pointing downward as it missed. She could feel the ridged edges gliding along the outside of her cunt, making her shiver.
“Nh.. T-try again…” She whispered.
Sure enough, the creature tried again, pushing hard against her slick lips.
She bit her cheek, feeling the fat tip of the cock trying desperately to enter… She felt it slide in, just an inch. She gasped- before it slipped again.
She heard an irritated huff on the other side of the wall.
“One more time… Come on… please..!” She gave a little bounce to her ass, to keep the creature interested.
She heard it spread its stance, two loud footsteps on each of her sides. She gasped when she felt the creature try a third time, pushing slowly at first… then harder, and harder. She grit her teeth, legs trembling as the beast forced her pussy wider, and wider… Something had to move, something had to give-
sshhLLK-PLAP.
Diamond Tiara’s eyes went wide, hearing a deep groan behind her. She paid it no attention, though. She was breathless, letting out small murmurs. The cock was inside her, fully. She could feel the warmth of his crotch against her ass… It felt a bit warmer than usual, and more.. Bulging…
She gathered her thoughts, trying not to let her mind stray too far into the lewdness… The cock was ribbed, ridged along its length. She bit her lip again, mentally crossing out canines and avians… Perhaps… this creature was reptilian?
Her thoughts, for the third time, were interrupted. The beast on the other side no longer needing to stabilise itself. It slowly pulled back, making Diamond’s whole body quiver. She moaned softly, feeling its ribbed edges rub against the lips of her cunt, more specifically her clit. Each and every bump made her slip deeper into a lust-driven stupor, groaning with excitement.
The creature held steady, the tip just about to slide out… before it slammed back in again. The mare yelped, feeling the length fill her wholly. The monster groaned. Without a thought, it repeated this process… Pulling out just to the tip, and slamming its length back in.
The gap between the two actions began to shorten. The thrusting was getting faster… and faster.
Diamond Tiara was easing into the building speed, groaning with excitement, feeling as her insides were pounded repeatedly. It wasn’t too much for her, but it felt far more invigorating than she was expecting. Bliss was building between her legs. She could feel herself getting close already.
To her surprise, the monster continued to move faster. She bit her lip, letting out low groans, her vision getting blurry. She tried to ease her breathing, trying to hold herself together. Being fucked like this was a completely different feeling… It was incredible, and intense.
And still, the pounding went even faster . Diamond Tiara’s tongue hung out of her mouth, her thoughts on what this mystery creature simply resigning to the constant thrusting and pounding. She didn’t care anymore. She openly let out a moan of bliss, unable to hold back the pleasures she was feeling. All she wanted was to be fucked.
“Fffuck! Fuck me harder! Fucking use me, you beast!”
The monster obliged. It could tell she was becoming needier, and slammed harder, sharp claws gripped onto her ass. She let out a grunt, feeling the ecstacy that grew stronger with every thrust… She could tell that tonight, she’d be cumming more than once.
The pressure building inside her was unimaginable. Her cunt was stretched far wider than ever before, her insides being wrecked by this monster that cared minimally for what she felt. All it was focused on was the deep, animalistic urge to rut, and thrust, and cum.
For so long, her lust had remained somewhat suppressed, but now she couldn’t care less how horny she was. She wanted- no, needed this, now more than ever.
Orgasmic pleasure stacked on itself, before it abruptly released. She felt her cunt spasm, a smaller orgasm hitting her. She whined, her cunt spasming on the bulging shaft inside her.
The reptile on the other end let out another deep roar, and hilted deep inside, her orgasm having set it off. Diamond let out a deep, needy moan .
“Oh fuck, do it… Cum inside me, please!”
The cock surged, and swelled inside, stretching the slutty mare even wider … It was fully inside her, and yet it still tried to push..? The warm bulging against her ass returned… And it was still trying to push.
She felt her pussy stretching to accommodate it.
She let out a gasp.
“W-What..? Is… NGh.. Is that A KNOT?”
Her answer came in the form of a sudden PLOP. Her cunt gave way, the expanse of a massive, bulging knot slamming deep inside her. Diamond Tiara’s eyes rolled back, letting out a high pitched squeal of orgasmic bliss.
She squirted hard, gushing fluids against the pelvis of the reptilian. Her tightened cunt caused the monster to slam roughly into her, an explosion of cum rushing inside of her womb. She stammered, trying to find words, trying to speak- But all that came out was a helpless moan, as she felt the warm flood of monster semen filling her up.
She put a shaky hand to her stomach, moaning as she felt it gurgle, and bloat. There was so much cum being pumped into her that her stomach began to grow, and swell.
“Oh- C-Celestia y-yes… M-More… P-Please…! ”
The monster thrusted a few more times, even more cum filling the mare, the cock throbbing wildly inside.
For a third time tonight, Diamond Tiara came, squirting whatever fluids remained inside her onto the floor. The knot, so deeply wedged inside the mare, finally began to soften.
Behind it, were gallons of cum… Diamond let out another moan, feeling her cunt stretch around the knot again. She felt her whole body being pulled back, threatening to be pulled through the hole… until, with a wet POP, it slipped.
Following it was the wave of cum, gushing out onto the floor, completely soaking her own pitiful pile of femcum.
The mare gasped, trying to get air into her lungs, completely packed with the monster’s cum.
In between breaths, she managed to stammer… “D-Definitely… d-draconic…”
The dragon behind her huffed proudly… It put a claw to her ass, gripping it… before it raised its arm, and smacked her ass, leaving claw marks on her bare rear.
“O-Oh ff-fuck y-yes..” She moaned, weakly, completely stuffed. He heard it chuckle… A sentient laugh..?
Everything clicked… It was all an act, an excuse to absolutely pound the mare’s ass without repercussion. She chuckled, weakly… “Y-you sly s-stud…”
Heavy, yet concise footsteps could be heard as the dragon left the room, no doubt bearing a grin. The door swung open, and was closed behind him.
Her ass still hung from the opening, her stretched opening dripping cum out onto the floor, a small pool of it forming. She was completely spent.
***
Half an hour or so had passed since the monster had left, and she was still stuffed full of dragon seed. It felt fulfilling… But she still found it necessary to clean up. She was showering again, washing away the paint, revealing her cutie mark. The wet paint ran down her leg, and into the drain. Cum continued to drip faintly from her opening, it too being washed away.
Following the orgasm, and her subsequent realisation that the dragon had just been putting on an act, she actually found it quite entertaining. Some creatures just aren’t fully capable of letting loose like she had. They needed a reason… or better yet, an excuse to be in a place like this. Yet, for Tiara… She didn’t need either of those.
There was a sense of comfort she found in this place. She’d never understood it, not until now. Her whole life, she’d been guided this way and that by her parents. This place was freeing. Liberating. She didn’t have to fear being judged here. She could be whatever she wanted. Even if that was something as lewd as a public slut.
She chuckled at the irony, that the place she felt her best was somewhere she’d been fucked by friends, family- albeit unaware- and even monsters. Though, comfort was comfort… Perhaps she could plan another chill session with the Cutie Mark Crusaders… After all, she now had plenty of fun stories to tell!~
