The Horsecock Whisperer

by Pillowfight

Rating: mature
Tags: Drama, Original Character, Porn, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Comedy, Sex, Profanity, Alternate Universe, Human
Length: 7765

When Granted Wish finally meets his human mother-in-law, he starts to understand why his wife insisted on having the wedding in Equestria...

When Granted Wish’s wife Kayla brings him to Earth to meet her divorced mother, the newlywed unicorn is struck by the mature human's loneliness... and her obvious skill at handling horses. When she turns her attentions to him, he leaps at the opportunity to bring his mother-in-law into the family herd, not to mention giving her the equine dicking down she’s needed for years.

Any considerate husband would do the same... right?

My entry for the 2023 Mother’s Day contest. A pornographic comedy containing in-law-cest, innocent infidelity, a culture clash of obscene proportions, and a (mostly) happy ending.

Featured on May 16, 2023. Thanks for reading!

Published 2023-05-14 23:10:00 UTC
Last updated 2023-05-14 23:10:00 UTC

Save a horse...

“Aww, does my naughty husband want a handy?”

To say “want” implied that Granted Wish had any choice in the matter. At the moment the word for him was “need... desperately!” Wherever in the human world he went, he smelled unsatisfied pussies, twitching beneath dresses and leaking into trousers. The torment was bad enough in the open, but aboard this strange flying tube, it became unbearable. Here they used magic to move the air round and round, bombarding Grant’s sensitive nose with the scent of a dozen needy human mares he would never see. Was it any surprise his cock was already fully unsheathed and half erect? Why couldn’t humans travel in any normal way, by hot air balloon or gingerbread train?

“Yes, Kayla...” the unicorn whispered shyly to his new wife. “I-I want a handy, please.”

“Very well, naughty husband, your wish is my command.” Kayla smiled, sitting in the seat next to him, and wrapped a small blanket around Granted Wish’s lucky hindquarters. Her hand dipped beneath the blanket and she started to stroke and tease him. He sighed and relaxed, happy at last. How thoughtful of the airplane people to provide these blankets!

“You’re so fucking thick, baby,” Kayla murmured. “I love feeling this hot cock, so deep inside me.” Granted Wish nodded frantically at the pure fantasy of his wife’s dirty talk. Despite months of trying, they still couldn’t fit so much as the tip of his flare inside Kayla’s fragile, beautiful pussy. Yet Grant would never rush things and risk hurting her. His new life was nothing short of fantastic, and they had many years ahead to explore each others’ bodies to the utmost.

“Aww, how cute!” Startled at the strange voice, Granted Wish looked up with shock to see one of the women who ran the airplane. She leaned over their chairs, looking at the unicorn with adoring eyes as if he were the tiniest of foals, seemingly ignorant of the subtle motion beneath the blanket. “Is this Mr. Pony’s first time on an airplane?”

“Y-yes, ma’am, it is.” Granted Wish clenched his teeth, willing himself not to cum in front of this strange, condescending woman. He could smell her need, maybe the greatest of anycreature on the plane. Yet, as strange and hypocritical as it was, he knew that humans never, ever had sex in public. In Equestria, what Kayla was doing to him was considered perfectly natural: a caring wife seeing to her husband’s needs. In the human world, he knew it was wrong, maybe even illegal... yet he couldn’t resist his lover’s talented touch!

With her other hand, Kayla casually held out her credit card to the woman. “Can I get a vodka?” She kept moving beneath the blanket, one finger running teasingly up and down the big vein that topped Granted Wish’s erection.

The stewardess frowned. “Does he have ID?”

“I’m 22!” Granted Wish protested.

“It’s for me,” Kayla explained. The woman swiftly scanned the credit card and returned with a cup of ice and a small bottle of liquor. Kayla gripped Granted Wish’s dick firmly and started stroking more rapidly as she poured the clear, harsh smelling liquid into the ice. Then with a smooth gesture she moved the cup beneath the blanket, holding it beneath his flare. The cold aura of the ice teased the tip of his cock, pulling a bead of pre from inside him. Kayla’s grip became firm, her strokes delightfully insistent. She leaned over and kissed his sensitive ear.

“Is my husband ready to make me a cocktail?”

“Y-yes, Kayla, please, just keep going...” The bead of pre became a dribble, then a pulsing flood. He’d been teased continuously by naughty scents since they came through the magical portal from Equestria. Granted Wish was all ready to shoot, he just needed a little more stroking, a little more dirty talk...

Kayla lightly bit her husband’s ear and whispered, “Cum for me, baby.”

Granted Wish’s horn sparked magic as he struggled to suppress a whinny of pleasure. He let go and unloaded his throbbing balls into the small glass Kayla held steady beneath his spurting meat. She tenderly kissed down his muzzle as she stroked every drop out of him. With a load like this, another pony on the airplane would have instantly smelled the sweet scent of his cum. He silently thanked Celestia that human noses were so easy to trick.

At last Kayla scraped the rigid plastic lip of the glass against Granted Wish’s sensitive cockhead, making him shiver and pulling out the last few drips of pony sperm. She held the glass up so he could watch his seed swirling around in cloudy gusts, mixing with the liquor. She tipped the glass to her lips and took a long, hungry sip.

“Now this is a White Russian. Creamy, sweet, just perfect.” Kayla leaned over and kissed him on the tip of his sensitive horn. “Thanks, baby.”

“Y-yeah...” Granted Wish whimpered, feeling her teasing tongue stroke against the magical bone. “I-I love you, Kayla...”

“Dawww, I love you too, you cute little snack of a hubby...”

After leaving the airplane they packed their luggage into a magic cart that moved by itself. The ride seemed to take hours, and Granted Wish sat next to his wife, feeling grumpy and quite emasculated. In Fillydelphia he had a cart of his own, and he’d loved to pick Kayla up at her accounting job and pull her around town, showing her the sights before ending up at a restaurant for a romantic date. It made him feel like a strong and powerful stallion, providing for his mare. Here in the human world, carts moved on their own, and his stallion’s strength was useless. These magic carts were just another way the Equestrian way of things was considered as strange and unnatural here.

Outside the city, with green fields much like those of Equestria rolling past, Kayla frowned and sighed, as if she’d been putting off a conversation for a long while. “Grant, baby, I have to tell you something. There’s a reason I never brought you here to meet my mom. There’s a reason we had the wedding in Equestria.”

Granted Wish looked up with concern. Kayla hadn’t seemed upset when she found out her mom couldn’t come to the wedding, but she was surely unhappy now. “What is it?”

“Mom is... I dunno how to say this... she’s a horse girl.”

Grant was confused. “She looks like a human on Zoom.”

“I mean she’s obsessed with horses. Actual horses. Earth horses.”

“Huh? The dumb guys?”

“She’s always loved them. When I was a little kid, we actually owned two horses, a mare and a gelding.”

“Oww!” Granted Wish crossed his hind legs sympathetically.

Kayla smiled wistfully. “Yeah, I know, but they were really sweet, and fun to ride.”

“Y-you rode them?” Granted Wish imagined Kayla settling her warm crotch onto his back and tapping his plot with a riding crop. Was this the kinky scene that went through her mind, as he’d so happily pulled her around town in his cart?

“I-it wasn’t weird back then, before we found Equestria,” Kayla stated defensively. “But keeping a horse is expensive, and after dad left, we couldn’t afford it any more, so we sold them off. That’s why when she sees you, it’s probably going to get weird with her. She might even say something racist. I’m sorry.”

“It’s all right.” Grant smiled, and put his hoof atop his wife’s leg. “I’m just happy to be here with you.” Kayla smiled too, but her smile was small and unhappy.

“Actually, Kayla, you never told me why your dad left.” Granted spoke with great hesitation. No matter how he tried to bring her into the bounteous love and friendship to be found in Equestria, there always seemed to be a distance between them. Maybe such a painful abandonment was the source of the tension he felt from his human bride.

Kayla sighed. “OK, you asked: Dad left because Mom was a cheating hoe.”

As the cart moved further into the country, the couple passed a field full of Earth horses, each one even larger than an alicorn. Granted Wish smelled their wild scent and their freedom, and he started unsheathing again. Kayla scoffed. “Geeze, Grant, you’re such a perv. Those are animals.”

“I know, but they’re really big, and strong.” He stuttered. “W-what if Equestria was full of huge apes? Wouldn’t you be horny all the time?”

“No, I’m horny in Equestria because that’s where my adorable, sapient snack of a husband lives. Does my cutie need another handy?”

“I-I’m OK,” Granted Wish protested, embarrassed at what the scent of the horses had done to him.

“We’ll have to be really quiet doing it at my mom’s place,” Kayla informed, “so if you want to make all your cute stallion noises, this is your only chance.”

Granted Wish shook his head, resisting the temptation. “I want to make love with you the right way, in your bedroom.” Of course, a real Equestrian stallion would have bent his mare over the hood of his cart and proudly mounted her, claiming her as his own for all to see. To shamefully hide love in a bedroom was unheard of!

What was happening to him? Granted Wish could practically feel his testosterone dropping and his stallionhood shrinking the longer he stayed in the human world. However, the way things were going with his sex life, a smaller stallionhood might be exactly what he needed...

“Oh, shit,” Mrs. Johnson gasped. “They’re real!”

Kayla rolled her eyes as she opened the trunk of the cart. “Oh my God, mom. Yes, they’re real. I’ve lived in Equestria for two years. I’m married to one.”

Kayla’s mom wore tight jeans on top of brown leather boots, and her long red mane dangled in a braid all the way to her waist. She was twice Granted Wish’s height, so much taller than Kayla that it was difficult to believe they were mother and daughter. As she stooped down before Granted, the picture on the T shirt tucked into her jeans brought him face to face with a painted horse beneath a bright silver moon. A lovely picture, but one obscenely distorted by the huge, rounded teats that swayed and bobbed beneath the fabric.

The human woman breathed heavily, her mouth open wide, gingerly reaching out her hands to stroke Grant’s ears. His magical aura quivered at the touch and he dropped the luggage he was hovering. Kayla’s suitcase fell on one edge and dropped onto the dirt driveway with a loud thud.

As Mrs. Johnson stroked his ears, Granted Wish’s nervous eyes met Mrs. Johnson’s soft and caring pair, and his nostrils opened for a mighty snort of air that he quickly regretted. Not only was Kayla’s mom a tall and gorgeous female, not only did she have the most tender way with any and all equines, but he could smell the need rising off of her firm body like the warmth of a campfire. Nocreature had touched her in months. She needed love... no, love could come later! She needed to be fucked!

Grant forced himself to look away from the beautiful human, but in doing so he caught a glimpse of Mrs. Johnson’s overgrown yard, and the empty stable where the family had once kept their horses. He recalled what Kayla had told him earlier and found himself struggling even harder to keep himself sheathed. What was this bizarre new feeling within him? Did he secretly want to become his mother-in-law’s brand new pet pony? It wasn’t as if she’d actually put blinders on him and whip him... then again, would it really be so bad if she did?

No! he told himself firmly. You just met her! Humans aren’t like that! It’s not polite! He lifted Kayla’s luggage with an awkward greeting and hovered it towards the front door, trying to get past the aggressive older human.

Yet if he wanted to flee his suddenly torrid fantasies, entering Mrs. Johnson’s front door was the worst thing Granted Wish could have done. The walls of the small house were hung all over with pictures of horses. Calendars and even coffee mugs showed pictures of the powerful creatures of Earth, all with the naughtiest mottoes painted in seductive, curving text: “I Live To Ride.” “Good Wine, Good Horses, Good Life.” “I’m In A ‘Stable’ Relationship.” “Who Needs A Man? I’ve Got A Horse!”

Horseshoes hung above the doorways like the captured undergarments of sexual conquests. A large saddle, unused for ages yet smelling of fresh polish, sat near the door next to a long row of feminine boots. The saddle was too large for Grant’s back, but that didn’t stop him from picturing Mrs. Johnson tying it on to him and riding him all day long.

Grant even glimpsed a painting of a roan mare rearing up on her hind legs, her small teats visible at the base of her powerful barrel. Dang, Mrs. Johnson is freaky, he thought. He’d always thought humans didn’t regard Earth horses as sexual creatures, but to put a centrefold like that right there on the wall? There was no way she could be unaware of what she was doing!

“Dinner’s almost ready!” Mrs. Johnson called out with a smile, walking toward the kitchen, her rounded flanks swaying back and forth in her tight jeans. Granted Wish just shuddered. How was he possibly going to survive this? He needed the evening to be over as soon as possible, so he could pleasure Kayla like she’d never had it before! Quiet be damned! He’d make his “cute stallion noises” as loud as he pleased, and let Mrs. Johnson know her daughter had married a true Equestrian stud!

At dinner, Granted Wish used his magical aura to wrap a strangely shaped noodle around his fork, and slurped it up with a tasty tomato sauce. Mrs. Johnson kept their wine glasses full and chattered constantly with her daughter and son-in-law. “So, did you two meet on Hoofr?” she wanted to know.

Kayla groaned. “Hoofr is just for hookups. Why do you even know about Hoofr?”

“Oh, I... heard about it on the news.” Mrs. Johnson blushed and changed the topic. “You know, Kayla, your ceremony was so beautiful, but why couldn’t you have been married by one of the princesses?”

“All the princesses are really busy, Mrs. Johnson,” Granted Wish explained. “They haven’t got time to perform weddings for accountants... even an accountant as wonderful as your daughter.”

Kayla and her mother both smiled at the compliment. “Magic, unicorns, princesses...” Mrs. Johnson sighed romantically. “Equestria sounds like such a wonderful place for a fairy tale wedding!”

“What a shame you couldn’t make it, mom,” Kayla muttered, insincerely.

Suddenly Granted Wish startled as he felt something cool and wiggling touch his sheath. It felt like... no, it was the bare foot of the mature human woman sitting across the table from him! He looked up with an angry expression and saw Mrs. Johnson focused on her daughter, chatting away, seemingly utterly innocent.

“I thought Grant looked very handsome standing next to you in his little bow tie,” she told Kayla with the most casual air, even as her talented toe worked up and down her son-in-law’s sensitive flesh.

Kayla offered her husband a genuine smile at the special memory. “He always looks handsome. What a cute little snack you are, baby.”

Mrs. Johnson sighed and lifted her wineglass to her lips, staining the rim with her bright red lipstick. “I’m just so glad to have a man in the family again.” Now she gazed directly into Granted Wish’s eyes as she reached beneath the table with her foot, gently stroking her bare sole up and down his leathery sheath. “Grant, did you know there was a phase where Kayla thought she was a lesbian! Do you remember Tara, sweetie?”

“Eep!” Granted Wish couldn’t respond. His mind was consumed with the effort of denying the provocation beneath the table, keeping his cock from slipping out of its sheath. Saddle, bridle, riding crop... no! Be strong!

Kayla grimaced at her mother’s cringy behaviour, utterly unaware of the other transgression that was happening underneath the table. “Mom, there’s nothing wrong with being a lesbian,” she groaned, “but there’s also something called bisexuality.”

“Oh, of course, sweetie. Love is love, I’ve always said so!” Mrs. Johnson giggled tipsily and slowly slid downwards, tickling Granted Wish’s balls with her teasing foot. She anointed her toes with leaking pre before mercifully slipping them back into her sandal, ending the startled stallion’s erotic torment... for now, at least.

Sex with Kayla that night was not what Granted Wish needed. His wife was simply too small, too tight! Despite his utter desperation and an eager effort from both of them, he still couldn’t fit even the tip of his flare inside her. His leaking glans squished like a fleshy battering ram against her tiny gate, as his dreams of sheathing inside his moaning, squirting mare were shattered once again. It had been almost a month since the wedding, they were desperate for each others’ bodies, yet they still hadn’t technically consummated their marriage!

Of course, the newlyweds still got each other off, most delightfully. Kayla’s pussy lips were as slick as never before, and Granted Wish’s heart soared with every moan she uttered as he humped his shaft against her clit. After she came, she finished him off with her hands and her mouth, drinking down his sweet sperm for the second time that day. As they tenderly kissed in the afterglow, Granted Wish was almost able to get the thought of his mother-in-law’s stroking foot and teasing voice out of his mind.

Almost...

...ride a cowgirl!

After spending a few wonderful minutes gazing lovingly at Kayla’s sleeping face, Granted Wish trotted down the hall to the kitchen for a drink of water before going to sleep himself. As he passed Mrs. Johnson’s bedroom he heard the older mare shifting beneath her sheets, breathing heavily as she did.

“Hey there, stud...” came a low and sultry voice from behind the half opened door.

Grant stopped like a statue with one hoof in midair. “Mrs. Johnson? Are you talking to me?” Kayla had never called him a stud, always a snack or a lover or a sweetie.

“You’re the only stud in this house... the only stud who’s stopped by for a good long time.”

“I-I’m sorry to hear that, ma’am.” Kayla’s dad was out of the picture, but why hadn’t Mrs. Johnson joined a herd? Every mare needed love, after all!

Granted Wish frowned sadly as he thought. Maybe she had joined a herd and it wasn’t working! Perhaps her stallion had taken on too many other mares, and now he couldn’t see to all their needs. Maybe her herd had even kicked her out for being a cheating hoe, whatever that was... such a sad situation!

“You’re sorry, eh?” The bedroom door creaked open and Mrs. Johnson towered above the stallion who’d once considered himself quite the example of Equestrian maleness. Her robe fell open, showing the erect nipples that crowned her teats and a mysterious mound of red fur at her crotch. “Then why don’t you do something about it?”

Grant’s eyes were locked at the level of the mature female’s furry marehood. Kayla always kept hers shaved, and this tangle of fur filled Granted Wish with feelings of mystery. And that scent! The smell of arousal had stuck to the fur, growing sweeter and more sour as it lingered between her thighs. It was as if Mrs. Johnson had been teasing herself the whole time Grant had been pleasuring her daughter in the room next door, and now all that musk was positioned at the perfect height to tantalize a pony nose.

“M-Mrs. Johnson, are you trying to seduce me?”

“I ain’t trying, stud.” Mrs. Johnson extended her finger to stroke his chin, then slowly moved backwards, drawing him into her bedroom. Granted Wish found that his utter need to keep Mrs. Johnson’s finger pressed against his chin had the force of a leash and collar. He trotted eagerly towards the bed, muzzle drooling and eyes desperate for the tiniest sign of affection from the human.

A kind smile from Mrs. Johnson as she sat on the bed was all Granted Wish might have hoped for. “I took care of horses for years, Grant,” she whispered. “I can tell when a stallion isn’t getting what he needs from his mare.” She stroked his chin again and Granted Wish looked up at her adoringly, his tail practically wagging. She reached beneath his barrel, using her hands to stroke and touch his sheath. “You can’t even get this monster inside her, can you? Not that I can blame her...”

“I-I’ve been taking care of Kayla, I promise!” Granted Wish protested. “I might be a bit too big for her, b-but I eat her out every night!” His heart thumped nervously as he made his case. A stallion whose mother-in-law thought he wasn’t pleasing her daughter might as well start hunting for a brand new bachelor apartment!

“Oh, I know, stud. I heard you two going at it. I’ve never heard my mousy little daughter yell like that. Now it’s time for you to make me yell, and no excuses, mister.” Mrs. Johnson’s skilled hands wrapped around the head of Granted Wish’s unsheathing cock, bringing him to his full mast with her exotic touch. “Oh, baby, you’re so huge, so virile...”

Granted Wish couldn’t help but smile as he felt the touch of the human hands he’d learned to crave. For a unicorn his endowment was utterly average, perhaps even on the small side... yet this beautiful human female was fawning over him like he was the grandest stud to be found anywhere!

Mrs. Johnson knelt upon her bed, raised her plot up and spread her legs wide, planting her face down in the sheet. In this position, with her ape features hidden, and her long legs leading up to her plump thighs and big round butt, she looked almost like a mare... a huge, demanding amazon of a mare! Grant was ready to gobble that plot even without a verbal command from his dominant pony tamer of a mother-in-law... but waiting for that command felt so very good!

“Come on, Grant,” the human whispered at last, “Be a good colt and show me how you satisfy Kayla.”

“Erm, OK, sure!” Grant licked his lips, he couldn’t wait to get started with tasting this fine specimen of humanity! “B-but I should at least let Kayla know where I am.”

“No, no, no, baby, she doesn’t need to know.” Mrs. Johnson impatiently tugged her plot cheeks apart, letting them clap back together, and Granted Wish practically facehoofed at the sudden revelation.

Of course! This was a surprise! Kayla had brought him here to Earth so that her mom could join their herd! Everything about that awkward drive and dinner finally made sense! What a thoughtful wife Kayla was, always looking out for their family!

“Alright, Mrs. Johnson,” Grant agreed, “but please try to be quiet. Kayla had a long drive today, and she needs her sleep.”

“I promise to be quiet,” Mrs. Johnson grinned nastily. “Now make me break that promise, stud~”

Granted Wish stepped forward and planted his muzzle between the older woman’s thighs. He felt her labia part around his wide tongue as he went to work, performing a stallion’s most delightful duty for the second time that night. Her taste was like Kayla’s, but stronger, and more primal, and she just got more delicious the deeper down he went.

Mrs. Johnson bit down on her pillow, breathing hard, squirming and suppressing gasps of pleasure as Granted Wish pumped his tongue in and out of her furry and sopping wet cunt hole, learning the unique ways of her pleasure. The mature woman liked being tongue fucked more than her daughter did, but she also enjoyed plenty of attention to her clit, so Grant made sure to lavish the tender bud with kisses, licks, and even a few light sucks.

“Oh, Grant, baby, you really know how to treat a girl!” Granted Wish beamed with pride: there could be no higher compliment from the mother of the mare he loved! Kayla would be so happy that he and Mrs. Johnson were getting along!

He reached beneath his mother-in-law’s barrel and began to stroke her teats with his magical aura, mentally comparing him to his wife’s own smaller and more pony-like pair. But just as her pleasure truly began to mount, the human mare rolled over onto her back and clamped her thighs together, pushing Granted Wish’s muzzle away from her heavenly honey pot.

“Mrs. Johnson, is everything OK? You didn’t cum yet...”

Kayla’s mother caught her breath. “Believe me, stud, you’re not making it easy. I’m saving myself so I can squirt on that dick you’ve got. Just feeling that monster against my toes at dinner made me so wet!” Mrs. Johnson spread her athletic legs before him, pulled her vulva apart and gave an evil grin. “I need it now. Give it to me, Grant. Put it inside me... all of it.”

“I-I’ll give it a go, but you already know I’m too big...”

“Too big for Kayla, yes, but mummy’s been around the block. I’m a big girl and I need big horse cock. Come on, I’ve been waiting so long to feel the real thing...”

“OK, but I’m going to be careful.” Granted Wish put his front hooves near Mrs. Johnson’s teats and pressed his flare past the lips he’d just treated so tenderly.

“I know you will, Grant. That’s what makes you such a perfect — WHOA!”

Grant instinctively stopped like a statue, his legs locked into place. Mrs. Johnson was so used to issuing that command to the horses of Earth, that at her firm and decisive tone something deep in his mind could do nothing but obey. Even the throbbing and pulsing of the veins in his cock seemed to stifle and quiet themselves as he awaited his next order.

Mrs. Johnson had to stroke Grant’s cheek and gaze into his eyes to get him to start again. “Keep going, keep going, baby,” she assured. “Mummy can take it.” Granted Wish instantly obeyed, and Mrs. Johnson’s legs hitched even further apart as she widened to accommodate the full girth of his flare. “I hope you know what to do from here, big guy~”

“Yes, ma’am!” Granted Wish took deep breaths and began to thrust, slowly but then with ever increasing strength, testing Mrs. Johnson’s insides to make sure she really could take him. He couldn’t believe how good it felt to be squeezed and pleasured by such a heavenly marehood!

The kind hearted stallion had nothing bad to say about pony mares, but his sexual experiences before meeting Kayla just couldn’t compare to the naughty inventiveness of this kinky human family... not to mention their instinctive command over his pony body and the tight, grasping slickness of their hot little ape pussies! Kayla’s mom wrapped her arms around Grant’s solid neck and eagerly kissed his lips as he picked up speed, rocking her body with every thrust. “Oh, baby, there’s my stallion, my stud,” she moaned. “You can’t imagine how long I’ve been waiting...”

“I-it’s OK, Mrs. Johnson, I’ll take care of you.” Granted Wish gently stroked the older mare’s mane with his magical aura, kissing her as he plowed her marehood from above, the most exquisite squeezes and clenches teasing his cock to a realm of ultimate pleasure. “You won’t have to be lonely from now on.”

“Oh, Grant, you’re so sweet. I know you’ll never love me the way you love Kayla, but thank you... thank you! Oh, shit, what is that? Are you in?”

Granted Wish tried to stop again at the sharp tone in his lover’s voice, but his hips now moved of their own volition, bumping the thick ridge of flesh against her entrance and making her gasp again. “That’s just my medial ring, Mrs. Johnson,” he assured. “I’ll try to keep it from bothering you.”

“No, don’t you hold back one bit, stud. Get that godly hunk of flesh inside me and lay some pipe!”

Granted Wish obediently began to thrust, harder and harder, bouncing his ring against the straining lips until it popped in to Mrs. Johnson’s tight, slick pussy, forcing grunts from the lungs of both the stallion and his mare. He gasped with pleasure as he felt her grip and squeeze him, and in only a few more strokes he had fit his full length inside his amazing new lover. The flare of his shaft swelled inside her, giving her the perfect stretch to drive a moan from her throat, and he neighed proudly as he finally buried himself to the root in wet, welcoming female flesh.

There was nothing better than this! To fuck, to pleasure, to seed, to love a mare! The only note of sadness in Granted Wish’s perfect life was that he couldn’t share this ultimate pleasure with his wife. Why did she have to be so tiny, so precious and fragile?

“Yes... yes... yes yes yesyesyes!” Mrs. Johnson’s cries became louder and more insistent as Granted Wish’s thrusts pushed her over the edge into a massive, quivering climax. She gripped his barrel, almost tearing at his fur, and her sexy moans and the clasping of her wet marehood against the ridges and veins of his cock brought him closer and closer to his own ultimate release.

“Mrs. Johnson, i-is it OK if I cum inside?” Granted Wish felt his balls creep up against his shaft, getting in position to fire his third yet somehow most epic load of the day. It just felt so good to finally get his dick inside something hot and wet!

“You’d better not, stud.” Mrs. Johnson sighed with deepest regret, moaning under her breath and fondling the strong legs of her equine son-in-law as he plapped noisily against her thighs. “I’m an old lady, but I might just have one more baby in me. Kayla wouldn’t understa—”

“Oh my God, mom!”

“Aaack!” At the sound of his wife’s angry voice, Granted Wish screamed and came inside his mother-in-law. His balls unleashed their mighty load, inseminating her with a cumshot that felt like one continuous stream of semen. His hips moved in a blur, fucking Mrs. Johnson towards the simultaneous orgasm she deserved. He didn’t know why Kayla was mad, but things would surely be worse for him if he failed to make her mother cum alongside him!

Mrs. Johnson gasped and looked past Granted Wish’s panting mouth and thrusting hips, at the furious woman who stood in the doorway. “Sweetie, it’s not what it looks like!” she cried. Yet even as she protested, she dug her claws into her sheets and squeezed her tight pussy around Grant’s spraying cock. Her quivering hips shook from side to side, her motherly plot wiggling up and down his stiff stallionhood as she came again on the dick she adored.

“Why do you have to fuck everybody I bring home?” Kayla screamed. “You even fucked Tara!”

“Grant is different, sweetie. He’s—” Mrs. Johnson suddenly clammed up, though she couldn’t stop digging her hips onto Granted Wish’s spewing cock.

Kayla put her hands on her hips with a furious anger. “Go ahead and say it! You wanted to fuck him because he’s a horse! You’re sick, mom!”

Mrs. Johnson’s legs quivered and flopped beneath Granted Wish, who bore a look of absolute confusion as his balls clenched and exhausted the last of their load into the mature human female. “Kayla, no!” she protested, “Grant’s so sweet, such a gentleman, I’d fuck him even if he was a human! Sorry, erm, that came out wrong...”

“P-please, don’t fight, you two!” Granted Wish moaned. The final throbbing of his orgasm left him in a mood to soothe his females with tender nips and kisses, then fall asleep between them in this coziest of beds. “I can solve this problem!”

Kayla crossed her arms over her delicious chest. “Really, baby?” she growled. “I catch you raw-dogging my mother, and now, for the first time in our relationship, you’re going to solve one of our problems?”

“Yes! Let me take care of this, please!” Granted Wish tenderly slid his cock out from Mrs. Johnson’s hungry, tightly gripping pussy, making her gasp with arousal, leaving her throbbing and dripping his sperm onto the messy sheets, desperate to be filled once more. He wanted to give that splendid marehood a tender goodbye kiss, but he knew he had to work things out with his wife first.

“Us ponies have to deal with sad situations like this all the time,” Granted Wish explained to Kayla. “It’s my duty to take care of your mother, since she doesn’t have a stallion of her own. I’m happy to do it. It’s not a burden at all. I want to be a good husband for you — for both of you.”

“Grant?” Kayla’s hands were clenched, her chest heaving, tears slipping from her firmly shut eyes. “Baby doll? My sweet little pony?”

“Y-yes, Kayla?”

“Will you stop being such a stupid horse and have one single thought about how this looks to a human?”

“Huh? Oh, no!” Grant’s balls shrivelled and he nearly fell back onto the bed as the horror of his situation struck him. “I’m a cheating hoe!” he cried out.

“Yeah, baby, you figured it out,” Kayla weeped, “you’re a real cheating fucking hoe!”

Now Grant’s weeping began, just as fulsome as his wife’s. How could he have been so dumb? Tonight’s romantic setup had been seemingly perfect, right out of an Equestrian date movie... yet it turned out to be just one more bizarre way humans were different! Now that he thought of it, human romcoms never seemed to feature spicy mother-daughter threeways!

“I’m so sorry, Kayla!” he blubbered. “I’ll make it up to you, I’ll never, erm—” But at that moment, Granted Wish caught another glimpse of Mrs. Johnson’s quivering, creamy marehood, spread wide in the bed by a female too exhausted to do anything but display herself as conquered.

“You can’t even stop looking at her!” Kayla sobbed.

“Kayla, please, give him another chance!”

“Shut your mouth, mom, and shut your Goddamn legs, or you are never going to get those grandkids you want so badly!”

Mrs. Johnson obediently crawled beneath her blanket, huddled up like a shivering foal, trying to keep Granted Wish’s warm cream inside her. “Men need pussy, sweetie,” she moaned. “You can’t blame a stud like Grant for looking wherever he can find it. He doesn’t want to stray, it’s just because you’re having problems in bed.”

Kayla’s eyes flashed with a deeply betrayed anger. “You told her about that?”

“She heard us!” Grant protested.

“You just need to try harder, Kayla. Get him inside you once, and he’ll be yours, tamed, forever.”

“Great advice, mom! Your love life has been so perfect, with all the guys you’ve ‘tamed!’ Even if I believed in your woowoo magic pussy bullshit, how the hell am I supposed to get a HORSE COCK inside of me? He’s so HUGE!”

“I took him...” Despite herself, Mrs. Johnson seemed to become aroused again at the very thought of being spitted on Granted Wish’s cock and pounded into orgasmic jelly.

“Because you’ve been slutting around for the past 30 years!”

“No, that’s not it, not at all... I—I could show you how...”

Kayla sat on her mother’s bed and put her face in her hands, taking in a deep breath. Granted Wish’s heart went out to her. She didn’t want this to be the end of them, any more than he did. He prayed in the name of all the Princesses that he could make up for his mistake, and that they could work this out.

“God, mom,” Kayla sighed. “Don’t show me, eww. But... maybe... tell me?”

“Just look in my nightstand, sweetie.”

Kayla reluctantly reached to open the drawer of her mother’s nightstand. Teeth clenched with disgust, she grabbed a Kleenex from a nearby box, and using it as a shield for her hand, she gently lifted out a bright red silicone horse dick the size of Mrs. Johnson’s arm.

“Holy shit, mom. I should’ve known!”

With purest terror Granted Wish whinnied at the sight. “Aaack! Whose dick is that?”

...or, ride an accountant. That works too.

“Kayla, baby, I... I got teased at work today.” Grant lifted the well lubricated dildo in his magic, dipped it between Kayla’s spread legs, and began to rub the greasy flare against his loving wife’s sopping wet pussy lips, beginning their evening ritual.

“Aww, tell me all about it, cutie pie.” Kayla smiled at her husband even as her hips began to sway and thrust, anticipating the familiar stretch and the pleasure that was always brought with it. “Who’s the bad mare who teased my big, strong, faithful husband?”

“It was Banana Split, from Equine Resources.”

Some months after the “incident” on their vacation to the human world, the couple had worked their way through three horse dildoes of greater and greater diameter. The latest was encouragingly large, though still smaller than the real thing that throbbed, untouched for now between Granted Wish’s legs. Granted worked the dildo slowly and carefully, in and out of his wife’s moistened quim. Just watching something shaped like his cock disappear into Kayla, always got him rock hard and ready to spray a big load of “cocktail mixer” all over his wife’s teats and face.

Kayla’s cunt seized upon itself as fake horse dick filled her, stretched her, and slowly but surely prepared her for the real thing. “Uuunh... oooh... Banana Split?” she groaned. “The little slut who was... keep going, baby... hate-fucking me with her eyes at your Hearths Warming office party?”

“Yeah, she...” Granted Wish gulped. He knew that honesty was the key to a stronger marriage, but he was still afraid of another angry blowup like the one at Mrs. Johnson’s house. “She dropped her tablet on the ground, in front of me. Then when she bent down to pick it up, her tail went up, right in my face!”

Yet far from becoming angry, Kayla smiled indulgently, pulling and twisting at her nipples as she arched her back and humped her butt onto the thrusting rubber horsecock, its smokey black colour the closest match to Grant’s they could find. “Ooh, that must have been tough, baby.”

“A-and then she said ‘See anything you like, Mr. Wish?’”

“And did you see something you liked?”

“Kayla, I’m so sorry, but, I couldn’t look away. She was showing me her p-pussy.”

“Her wet horse pussy?” Kayla’s own pussy dribbled out an excited spray of juices around Grant’s magic as she spoke.

“I-it was so beautiful, baby.” A tear came to Grant’s eye at the delicious memory. “Pure pink, but just a little mottled white. Her clit was bright red, and juicy, like a cherry on the sundae, bobbing up and down when she winked.” He lowered his head and kissed the warm human pussy he was filling with silicone horse cock. “I love your pussy, but hers... it gave me urges! I felt like I was biologically designed to mount her!”

“Did you?”

Grant blushed to think of how close he’d been to succumbing to temptation. Banana Split had been so wet, so willing, so fragrant and so close to him. With her, these months of stretching exercises were quite unnecessary. He would have had no difficulty at all in plunging balls deep into that warm, wet sleeve, taking the pleasure he hadn’t felt since that awful night he’d almost lost Kayla.

Yet he knew the cost of such a moment of bliss. Pound just one more strange cunt into the ground, and his marriage was over. He had to stay strong, even if the mare really needed it. Even if the Princesses themselves presented and commanded him to mount them, making four alicorn wombs heavy with foal, he had to say no! As utterly unlikely as such a scenario was, Granted Wish was resolved to defy the royal will and risk the royal wrath.

“No, sweetie, of course not,” Grant spoke. “I’d never do that to you.”

“Good pony.” Just two words made his heart leap, and smoothed out each and every difficulty in his life. In an instant, Kayla’s beautiful smile made Granted Wish forget all about that scheming, teasing Banana Split. He was a good pony — his wife had said so!

Far from feeling stifled, Grant had grown to love these bizarre, un-Equestrian restrictions. He now saw that saving his cock for Kayla’s exclusive pleasure was one more way of showing his devotion to her. Monogamy was a delightful kink, a human form of bondage as firm and loving as any bridle or bit. Not that the bridles and bits they’d bought along with the dildoes weren’t great fun, as well!

Granted Wish stood up straight and proud as he continued stretching out his wife’s ape pussy with the equine dildo. “I said ‘You’re very lovely, Ms. Split, but I’m married to a wonderful human girl, and I could never break her heart by cheating.”

“Good pony.”

“So I ate her pussy instead. As soon as she came, we went right back to work, very professionally.”

“Wait. What?” Kayla’s hole suddenly clenched around the dildo, and her legs clasped shut. Granted Wish stopped moving the silicone cock and smiled at the memory of that squirming, squirting mare cunt, the taste so strong and delicious on his tongue.

“I knew you’d be proud!” He grinned like a colt who’d just kissed his first crush. “I satisfied her, and I stayed faithful to you!”

Kayla sighed and reluctantly relaxed her legs open. “OK, you’re learning... I guess. But the next time some horse slut serves you a clam sandwich, I want you to text me before you dig in.”

“Of course, baby.” Grant looked up lovingly at his wife, letting go of the dildo to tenderly stroke her clit with his aura. “She got me so worked up, but I don’t want to be a cheating hoe anymore. You mean too much to me!” He pulled the equine dildo out with his teeth and kissed Kayla’s slightly gaping hole to go along with his magical clit play. “Can I?” he asked.

Kayla reached downwards and ruffled his mane. “Just try the tip, baby. You’re still so big. Still too much for your little human mare.”

Granted Wish eagerly jumped onto his marriage bed, straddling Kayla and grinding his jutting cock against her warmed up cunt. Her lips felt so good wrapped snugly around the tip of his flare! But he needed more... so much more! He humped and pressed, gently yet firmly, hoping against hope that tonight might be the night... and then his wife got truly nasty!

“Oh, Mr. Wish...” Kayla moaned. She was pretending to be Banana Split! “Show me what your human wife gets to enjoy, Mr. Wish!”

Grant snorted loudly and his cock throbbed with sudden power, as if testosterone had been injected directly into his balls. He lowered his head and possessively nipped at his wife’s neck. “She doesn’t sound like that, baby,” he hissed. “She’s from Manehattan.”

Kayla’s voice changed instantly to match the fantasy. “Oh, Mistah Wish! Fuck me hahd, ya big ol’ stud!” Kayla wiggled her hips, Granted Wish felt her stretch just a little bit more than she had last night, and at long last he felt his flare pop inside her.

“Eep!” Both stallion and woman squealed in unison. The feeling was exquisite, as if a warm, wet flower had hold of his flare and was trying to crush it in its gentle petals. At long last, Granted Wish felt again the powerful pride of a true Equestrian stallion!

“Just hold it there, baby,” Kayla groaned. “Let me feel you like this for a while.”

Granted Wish was happy to wait in paradise, as long as his wife needed him to! What a breakthrough! With his flare inside her, the hard part was done with! Just a few more weeks of stretching exercises, and he’d be spending every night balls deep in the only pussy he’d ever need. A pussy that had been most carefully moulded to provide him with the tightest grip imaginable!

He bent his head to Kayla’s for a deep and passionate kiss. “Kayla, it feels so good!” he moaned out. “I love you!”

Kayla winked at him, breathing heavily but quite able to keep up the roleplay. “Save the ‘love’ stuff fer ya wife, sweethaht,” she rattled off in a tough as nails Manehattan accent. “I’m just ya office fling... the little plaything ya keep on the side... now split me with yer banana, stud! Make me cum!”

Of course, he could never resist such a command. With merely the head of his mighty horsecock rubbing between her lips, never letting up on her clit with his magic, Granted Wish tenderly made love to his wife with the tiniest, gentlest thrusts, bringing her to an orgasm that had her shuddering and babbling before he lost control himself, jetting so much warm sperm into Kayla that her belly visibly swelled with horse seed.

Granted Wish sighed with utmost satisfaction. His marriage, he felt, had finally begun. This was everything he could have wanted, and all he might have hoped for.

And yet... as the tender glow of his wife’s love surrounded him once more, as his sensitive flare shrank despite the sweet tugging of a wet and satisfied marehood, something buried in Granted Wish’s soul made itself known to him. He heard an animal and deeply equine voice that spoke from a primitive place deeper than loyalty, faithfulness or even love itself.

In that moment, Grant knew that he would have to be careful indeed around his mother-in-law. The fiercest command of an alicorn Princess he could resist, but not the simplest whim of that peerless mistress of horses. He knew all too well what he would willingly do for her, and that his regrets would not begin until it was far too late...