Butterscotch's Bat Breakdown

by Omegathyst

Rating: mature
Tags: Profanity, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Zecora, Alternate Universe, Romance, Thriller, Porn, Bat Pony, Fetish, Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy, Sex
Length: 20287

Being a constant submissive/slave for Zecora alongside his coltfriend Rainbow Blitz should be Butterscotch's dream come true, if there wasn't a deep desire for more lurking underneath the surface [RULE 63]

RULE 63
Featured on July 14th!

With Zecora and his two femcolt slaves several months into their unique throuple, life couldn't be better...for Zecora and Rainbow Blitz. With Butterscotch, there is a growing need that goes against his commitment to be the constant submissive that Zecora needs him to be in the relationship. And while he is otherwise happy, the need becomes too much as he takes on a completely different form and completely upturns their carefully built relationship dynamic. Will their relationship survive Butterbat?

Cover art by and commission for Magician-Horse!
Contains Lots of Gay Zebradom & Thestraldom, Zebrican rhymes, M/M/M sex, femboys, a deep-voiced dominant zebra stud, bat pony transformation, challenged Master/Slave dynamics, Zebrasub/Thestralsub, a lewd battle for dominance, and more tags in each chapter!

Published 2023-07-15 04:50:00 UTC
Last updated 2023-08-01 19:15:27 UTC

Struggling Submissive

Author's Note

Contains: blowjobs, anal masturbation with a dildo, regular masturbation, voyeurism, zebra on pony rutting, cleaning off cum, sexual repression, and both lewd and mysterious memories.

Struggling Submissive

“That’s right my mare~” Zecora sighed, feeling the familiar sensation of Butterscotch crouched down and gulping most of his rigid and dark length like a pro. “You know that nopony else can compare…besides Rainbow Blitz over there~”

Rainbow Blitz, the femcolt that has since grown out his mane to an extensive rainbow length that made him look much more like a mare, was at the other side of the hut watching Butterscotch deepthroating Zecora’s cock like the upcoming load would be the yellow pegasus’ last meal, giving loud slurping noises as he kept his long pink mane in a ponytail so he could effectively move up and down Zecora’s length with vigor that never failed to impress the striped stallion. With their bodies adorned with the stripes still to mark them as the perfect “zebra mares” for Zecora, Rainbow Blitz moaned as he moved his ass up and down the thick black dildo that was attached to the floor with a suction cup, the toy custom-made so that it had the exact same size and various curves to be identical to Zecora’s dick. Shortly after that fateful day that Zecora made his relationship with the two pegasi public, he had visited the adult pony shop and made some purchases. Given that he didn’t need any of their silly stuff before to properly pleasure his lovers, it was his first time there as he bought the expensive dildo and had the not-so-subtle mare heavily breathing as she did his measurements and made him the identical sex toy with a decent discount. Entertaining the thought that said mare likely made a copy for herself, Zecora happily accepted the discount and went on his way. And currently Rainbow Blitz’ greedy ponut was sucking in as much of the toy as it reasonably could.

Watching the blue femcolt’s eyes roll to the back of his head as he released shaky and feminine moans, Zecora had to commend him for how much of an anal slut that he became in the past several months. Using his toned and powerful legs to go down on the dildo with his signature speed, Rainbow Blitz’ ass had considerably ballooned since the three stallions started dating. While he maintained his strong build otherwise, Zecora’s daily dose of a special vial that he gave the blue pegasus everyday ensured that while his body maintained his strong figure, he would still develop some cushion for the pushing. But that still didn’t compare to the ridiculously fat striped cheeks of the femcolt currenting sucking him off…Butterscotch~

While Butterscotch didn’t need to improve perfection, having had lots of experience being submissive before dating the zebra, there was his attitude. In Zecora’s eyes, the flame that drove a wedge between Butterscotch and the other two in the relationship had died out, leaving a deliciously subby femcolt in its wake. The yellow pegasus was at his beck-and-call just as much as Rainbow Blitz was, and such a change made everything all the easier for the striped stud. To have a pony constantly fighting for control, especially in public, would’ve been an embarrassment. It was far better to watch Butterscotch playing with his pathetic length with one hoof and whine with his mouth and part of his throat stuffed with zebra dick, than to experience any of the yellow femcolt’s weird mind games. Watching Butterscotch’s closed eyes flutter open as he looked deep into his master’s eyes, was enough to get Zecora groaning as he hilted his length deep in the slightly gagging femcolt’s throat. Watching drool and some of his superior seed escaping Butterscotch’s mouth as his unloading balls were firmly pressed against the femcolt’s muzzle, Zecora gave a deep sigh and smiled as he stared at the wailing blue pegasus in the corner. Getting all of the length of the sex toy in and out as he fucked himself hard, Rainbow Blitz cried out as pathetic amounts of pony seed spurted out of his average-sized length and onto the floor. Waiting a few moments as Butterscotch gulped down the generous load into his stomach and swirled his tongue around his Master’s length until every drop of excess seed or spit was properly digested, Zecora gently patted Butterscotch’s fuzzy cheek and watched at the yellow femcolt’s eyes focused back onto reality.

“Beautiful as always,” Zecora winked as Butterscotch shakily grinned back at his master. “Know that I’ll never tire of giving you such praise~”

“Th-Thank you, Master!” Butterscotch stood up and walked over to his striped stud as Zecora was still laying on the floor, only propped up by his forelegs. Leaning down and pressing his lips to Zecora’s lips, Butterscotch realized with a cold jolt that he hadn’t asked his Master if he could kiss him. Pulling back with his ears flattening against his pink mane, Butterscotch stared at Zecora’s slightly wider eyes as he spoke. “Oh shit, I’m sorry, I-”

“Your enthusiasm is hardly an insult to me,” Zecora waved a hoof to dismiss his femcolt slave’s mounting panic. “Though catching yourself and maintaining your submission is key~”

“Yes, of course,” Butterscotch exhaled, even though only a little bit of his tension was relaxed by Zecora’s words. “Is there anything else I can do, Master?”

“Come back to properly finish the kiss,” Zecora brought his forehoof right underneath the yellow femcolt’s chin as he gently pulled him closer. “And submit to this superior stud’s form of bliss~”

Now that was a command that Butterscotch could follow! Surging forward and pressing his lips back against Zecora’s with increased passion, the yellow femcolt still made sure to allow his Master to have full control of the kiss as his long and thick tongue danced with the pegasus’ submissive one. Feeling pre-cum leaking out of his tiny dick as he still didn’t cum, Butterscotch found it increasingly harder to not give the kiss his all and fight for dominance. Images of when he power bottomed Rainbow Blitz in the shower all those months ago played in his head, with equal parts desire and frustration building up in his mind, the need to act was escalating until Zecora slowly pulled out of the kiss and smirked at Butterscotch.

“Perhaps the both of us could clean off Rainbow Blitz over there?” Zecora removed his forehoof from Butterscotch’s chin to then point at his coltfriend, who had slumped off the zebra dildo entirely and was laying in his own cum on the floor. “So the both of you could receive some much needed aftercare~”

“Yes, of course,” Butterscotch nodded his head faster than he expected, instantly turning around and rushing over to his cum-drunk coltfriend. Bringing his tongue to his best friend and lapping up the cum that was on the blue femcolt’s forehooves, Butterscotch glanced at Rainbow Blitz as his eyes fluttered open. A small groan escaping his mouth, Rainbow Blitz’ gaze was unfocused for a few moments until he recognized who was licking him. A deep yet gentle smile emerged on the blue pegasus’ face as he laid eyes on the other femcolt, and Rainbow Blitz pressed his forehead against Butterscotch’s as he hummed happily. Zecora then joined in, placing gentle kisses on Rainbow Blitz’ neck down to one of his wings as the blue pegasus gave a long moan. With Butterscotch cleaning the cum off Rainbow Blitz and Zecora gently bringing him back to reality, the blue femcolt steadily got up and smiled at both of them.

“Th-Thank you Butterscotch,” Rainbow Blitz nodded at his coltfriend before turning to Zecora. “And thank you, Master~”

Butterscotch’s heart twinged a little in his chest. Not because he was jealous of Rainbow Blitz’ feelings towards the paragon of flawless masculinity, but because of how easily his coltfriend could refer to Zecora as Master without questioning it. Butterscotch was pretty sure that his place was underneath Zecora, and enjoyed it pretty thoroughly during the almost daily ruttings that the striped stud gave him. But the growing frustration with not understanding what was missing in the throuple dynamic couldn’t be ignored for long, neither the fact that the zebra wasn’t aware that Butterscotch himself didn’t cum. So the yellow femcolt slowly turned to Zecora and waited till the striped stallion met his eyes.

“Um,” Butterscotch blushed as he glanced behind his shoulder at his flagging tail and clenching ponut. “I hate to ruin the moment, but I h-haven’t cum yet…Master.”

“Oh!” Zecora’s eyes widened as a blush appeared on his cheeks briefly before scowling and shaking his head. “How rude of me, to assume you did anything more than pre. Let me fix that for you, my sweet fat-flanked boo~”

Zecora rushed over to Butterscotch’s backside, bringing his lips to the yellow pegasus’ cleaned out hole. As part of morning routine, both femcolt pegasi cleaned out their ponuts everyday for whenever Zecora saw fit to use them, so Butterscotch was relieved to not have to go through such a tedious task before Zecora lubed him up. Even though the zebra didn’t mean anything by the rimming, it was one of the few opportunities that the yellow femcolt embraced his fantasies. After all, it was easy for Butterscotch to imagine that Zecora was submitting to him by doing something so lowly as servicing his backdoor. Letting out more moans than he did earlier, Butterscotch restrained himself from clamping his fat cheeks against Zecora’s face, or even throwing his ass backwards into the zebra’s tongue. The wet and wriggly feeling of Zecora then inserting his tongue inside Butterscotch’s ponut, combined with Rainbow Blitz standing there and watching the show, finally got the yellow femcolt to briefly let go and throw his head back with a loud cry. His dick leaking precum once more, Butterscotch snapped out of his unrestrained bliss as Zecora mounted him, pressing his superior length against the pegasus’ dark yellow ponut.

The fact that he was already hard again for Butterscotch was truly a testament to what a powerful dom he was, the perfect zebra stud to continuously show Butterscotch and Rainbow Blitz their rightful place, and the yellow pegasus lowered his body so that he was head down and ass up for his Master. Pressing his head against the floor of the hut and clapping his cheeks around the tip of Zecora’s dick send jolts of euphoric pleasure throughout his body, and it didn’t help at all to both feel the joy of submitting to his Master, and the missing piece still unknown to him.

“Are you ready for my dick?” Zecora chuckled. “It’ll be quite thick~”

“Yes, Master,” Butterscotch moaned. “Do I need to beg?”

“Perhaps not this time,” With that answer, Zecora pushed firmly enough until his fat tip managed to successfully fit inside Butterscotch’s ponut like many times before. “I certainly won’t deprive you of a stud in his prime~”

Butterscotch threw his head back and howled. No matter how many times the strong zebra stud claimed his backdoor, the yellow pegasus never got used to it in the best way possible, finding each and every time that Zecora fucked him in the ass to be intoxicating and nirvanic with each breath that entered and exited his body. The firmness of the zebra stud’s erect dick pushed further inside the yellow femcolt’s lubricated hole, and Butterscotch felt his stiff and striped wings emerge from his sides as he felt more than half of Zecora’s dick currently inside him. Zecora was definitely hitting his p-spot at that point, and Butterscotch took several deep breaths as his Master stilled and waited for his femcolt slave to gain his bearings while Rainbow Blitz sat back down.

“Master?” Rainbow Blitz toyed his half-erect dick with one hoof as he looked at Zecora with big dark pink eyes, fluttering his eyelashes. “Could I please touch my um, my clit, to you two?”

“I wouldn’t want to have it any other way~” Zecora insisted, slowly pulling out most of his length as he prepared to slam it back inside Butterscotch. “And don’t be afraid to let out a moan or neigh…”

“Yes, Master,” Rainbow Blitz whined, no longer toying with himself as he began to stroke himself off in earnest. Butterscotch barely got to savor the sight when he felt Zecora slam most of his length back inside, the yellow femcolt seeing stars as he felt his body melting into a lustful bowl of jelly as Zecora moved back and forth with his gentle thrusts. It was the appetizer, Butterscotch knew this by now, before the striped adonis would manage to hilt his femcolt slave and jackhammer the inferior pony’s p-spot until the yellow pegasus would jizz all over the floor. Savoring each slow sensation of every inch being snug and clenched down by the tight walls of Butterscotch’s backdoor, Zecora managed to hilt himself in his pony slave’s butt. With his fat balls slapping against the submissive femcolt’s much smaller balls, Zecora snorted with a deep-seated satisfaction as with quicker speed, he pulled out most of his dick and slammed it back into Butterscotch. The yellow femcolt’s eyes rolled to the back of his head as he began to embrace the main course, Zecora savagely pounding away at his backdoor with the loud and vicious PLAP PLAP PLAP of the stud’s legs colliding with Butterscotch’s absurdly fat ass cheeks that rippled with each harsh bit of contact. Just that feeling of his ass cheeks getting clapped on its own would’ve made Butterscotch cum, but the sensation of being so thoroughly filled plus his coltfriend longingly watching them while jerking off to the show was the yellow femcolt’s undoing.

Closing his eyes and mewling like a prostitute getting happily gangbanged, Butterscotch was truly rocked to his core from the pounding right on his p-spot as he began seeing stars, leaking pathetically all over the floor as everything became a blur. Even after his orgasm did Butterscotch still perceive everything as a blur, barely processing Zecora’s animalistic grunts as he hilted the yellow pegasus and released his warm seed deep inside his femcolt slave, or Rainbow Blitz cumming a second time to the show. After realizing that Zecora came inside of him, Butterscotch allowed himself to collapse onto the floor as he felt the zebra’s softening length slip out of his ponut.

“C’mon Rainbow Blitz,” Butterscotch barely heard Zecora saying. “We better get him to the bed after such a fun time of having bits~”

Feeling a body pressing against each of his shoulders, propping him up on his shaky hooves, Butterscotch felt a beautifully warm sensation blossom in his heart having two stallions that loved him so dearly to the point that they would make sure he was satisfied and rested in a proper bed.

“I…I love you both so much,” Butterscotch stammered out the words, and felt a kiss on each side of cheek. The hot warmth of the touch was tinged with a twisting guilt in his chest as his eyes watered. He knew that being the crier of the three of them, Zecora and Rainbow Blitz wouldn’t question him tearing up right after such lewd acts. And while part of it was that he was happier than he could’ve ever realized was possible, there was also a sinking pain in his chest that something inside him was deeply wrong. So many ponies, whether it was couples or mares that got knocked up by Zecora, had no problem submitting to the bulky zebra in every way conceivable. So why did part of him war against complete submission, his romantic promise to be a sub to Zecora in every possible way? The image of him using his powerful ass to completely milk Rainbow Blitz’ dick in the shower, reducing the blue pegasus to a mind-broken sub, both spurred on and frustrated Butterscotch the more he thought about it. He was the one to completely shatter Rainbow Blitz’ ability to dom, not Zecora. Why did the sexy stud get to take credit for that?

With his eyes still closed due to exhaustion, Butterscotch was helped onto the bed with the mounting frustration still burning away inside of his heart. Feeling Zecora’s firm foreleg wrap around his shoulders and his forehoof resting on his shoulder, Butterscotch then felt the pain creeping back. How could he be so selfish?

Waiting till he had recovered from the blissfully hard fucking he had once more received from his Master, and till he heard Zecora and Rainbow Blitz snoring away in the bed, he crept out of the covers and left the room. Walking out of the hut, and staring up at the full moon that gently gleamed on his pale yellow fur, he began to relax for the first time in ages. Something about the dark sky, paired with the cold air gently flowing against his fur, brought him much needed ease that the relationship dynamic didn’t quite do all the time.

Gasping, Butterscotch unexpectedly remembered something even farther back during his time helping Applejack at Sweet Apple Acres. Trying to stop the vampire fruit bats all those years ago with the assistance of Dusk Shine’s spell, he had transformed into Butterbat and devoured many of Applejack’s apples. The indulgent selfishness that made him deliriously happy at the time disgusted him now, and Butterscotch couldn’t for the love of Solaris understand why he was remembering such an incident now of all times. Shaking his head with a scoff, Butterscotch turned around and walked back inside the hut.

Perhaps his dreams wouldn’t be half as tainted with such forbidden fantasies and mysterious memories…

Battered Butterscotch

Author's Note

Contains dream sex involving fantasy versions of Butterscotch and Zecora, zebrasub, pegasusdom, anal, masturbation, confrontations of desires, and transformation!

I also came up with a new sex position for pegasi in this one! I think I'll be calling it the Pegasus Pounder!

Battered Butterscotch

Fluttering his eyes open to vividly different scenery, the entire forest around him a deep blue hue that was somewhat familiar in its color, Butterscotch smiled as he enjoyed the dreamscape. He couldn’t possibly know yet if Prince Artemis, a stallion as thoughtful as he was stunning, was watching his dreams. But regardless, Butterscotch happily hummed as he let go of his worries while he trotted throughout the forest. However, the feeling was short-lived as he began to hear loud grunts and moans from another side of the forest. Trotting forward, getting steadily more nervous with how louder the sound got, he gasped as he finally saw in the distance the source of the noise.

Seeing Zecora standing up on his hindlegs, with his forehooves pressed against the trunk of a tree, was already a submissive enough suggestion on its own. But to see his normally perked up ears flattened against his head, the zebra stud panting and deeply red in the face as he stared at the tree, didn’t even pale in comparison to who had brought him to such a submissive state. He saw another copy of Butterscotch looming behind him, his normally tiny cock closer to Zecora’s size as he had it firmly pressed against the cleft of Zecora’s ass. Watching Dream-Butterscotch moving his dark yellow length up and down Zecora’s glistening black ponut, the pegasus copy laughed as he then pressed the tip of his dick against Zecora’s backdoor.

“Reduced to a lowly sub, whatever happened to zebras being the dom?” Dream-Butterscotch snickered. “Or perhaps I’m just that good at fucking you?”

Butterscotch, witnessing the scene, gasped at such a horrendous statement. How could anypony, let alone another version of himself, overturn the natural order that badly? Zebras, griffons, dragons, and so on…they were the dominant species that ponies were to carnally submit to. The yellow femcolt learned this over the course of his time dating Zecora and being his submissive slave, as well as seeing many of the ponies in Ponyville begin to date griffons and dragons upon Zecora being taken off the sex market once he started dating the two pegasi. But to see Dream-Butterscotch about to penetrate Zecora, it spurred him on more than he would’ve liked to admit. Feeling his below average length starting to harden at the sight of Dream-Butterscotch rubbing his long length up and down Zecora’s ass, while hearing the zebra stud’s uncharacteristically needy yet deep whines, Butterscotch was completely captivated by the sight the less he thought about the social connotations of it. Dream-Butterscotch then once more brought the tip of his dick to Zecora’s ponut, and actually penetrated that time. Watching Zecora’s eyes close and his mouth hang open, a steady and deep moan escaping his mouth, Butterscotch brought his forehoof to his erect length and began to move it up and down. The warm flow of pleasure, of witnessing something that made him feel good despite all the reasons in his head that he wasn’t supposed to, was causing him to mentally spiral. He should’ve run away from the sight, Butterscotch told himself, but the sight was too right to deny at that moment. Watching Dream-Butterscotch pushing more of his length inside, and Zecora gasping and sputtering at such a foreign sensation filling his backdoor, was exhilarating to Butterscotch as he began to speed up the motion of jerking himself off.

Rainbow Blitz might’ve been more than happy to constantly refer to his dick as a clit now, giving up any sort of ghost that he could’ve been dominant, but Butterscotch growled as he rejected giving up his dick. It was a beautiful part of his body, and so too did he wish to use his own spear the way Zecora did with such precision and power. Dream-Butterscotch’s balls full of cum, which were considerably bigger than Butterscotch’s normally smaller balls, eventually slapped against Zecora’s striped cheeks as the dominant yellow pegasus successfully hilted himself inside Zecora. Hearing Dream-Butterscotch chuckle, his ears flickering as he grinned victoriously, before steadily pulling himself out of Zecora, left Butterscotch jerking off with speed as he knew what the other yellow pegasus was going to do next. Staring intently at the ridges of Dream-Butterscotch’s superior cock until only the tip was still within Zecora’s clenching ponut, Dream-Butterscotch then swiftly pushed his whole cock back inside as he watched Zecora’s eyes roll to the back of his head. The zebra stud shuddered like a demon was trying to take over his body.

“You’ll never make me submit,” Zecora shook his head. “Just because I consented doesn’t mean being a dom is something I’ll quit.”

“How cute!” Dream-Butterscotch giggled, training his blue eyes on Zecora’s shaking figure like the zebra stud was prey underneath his hooves. “You think that you can hold on and take my dick without breaking, isn’t that precious? Well, perhaps I should stop being gentle…”

With a sharp gasp from Butterscotch, he watched as Dream-Butterscotch abruptly shifted from the steady pulling out of his length to a blur of rough pounding that rivaled even the dicking down that Zecora normally gave him. A spurt of precum shot out from the dick that was still being stroked by Butterscotch’s forehoof as he watched Dream-Butterscotch’s eyes narrow at Zecora. The yellow pegasus dom’s teeth were gritted as he snarled with each vicious thrust he delivered to the zebra’s backdoor, and Zecora’s shaking and whines increased tenfold. With his forehooves against the tree wavering, and his hindlegs struggling to remain up as Dream-Butterscotch nearly knocked him over with each thrust, the yellow pegasus pulled out of Zecora entirely. Grabbing him with his forehooves and flipping him over till Zecora’s back was pressed up against the middle of the tree trunk, Butterscotch was in awe of his dream self’s exaggerated level of strength as he flew up till his forehooves were resting on two different tree branches. With Dream-Butterscotch’s hindlegs resting on each side of the tree, he proceeded to sink his entire length back inside Zecora. Flapping his wings to keep himself in place, Dream-Butterscotch kept Zecora against the tree as the pegasus pulled his dick out and slammed back in. Butterscotch saw that with none of Dream-Butterscotch’s hooves resting on Zecora, the only part of the pegasus dom that was keeping Zecora against the tree and off the ground was the dark yellow cock that was still pounding away at his ponut.

With his focus blurring, Butterscotch was nearing his limit. In a beautiful display of his pegasus ability, Dream-Butterscotch was moving up and down the tree like he was going up and down on a pullup bar with his flapping wings providing extra stability. He didn’t even look to be breaking a sweat, while Zecora was breaking down with every thrust made against his battered p-spot.

“Ahn, please, ah!” Zecora cried out, struggling to maintain even the rhymes that came from the core of his very being. Drool flying out from his normally composed muzzle, Zecora actually used his forehooves to lift his hindlegs closer to his own chest as he made it easier for Dream-Butterscotch to piston his thick pegasus length in and out of Zecora’s hungry ponut. Throwing his head back against the tree and crying out, Zecora’s howl completely undid Butterscotch. “RUIN ME, YOU STUD!”

“FUCK!” the dream world around Butterscotch began spinning in a sea of stars and euphoric pleasure as Butterscotch vaguely was aware of hot wet ropes landing on his own forehoof. For a while, Butterscotch was no longer aware of his surroundings as his existence was simply allowing the feelings of his post-orgasm state to be there. It was all too good to guilt himself in the moment, and Butterscotch would’ve just laid on the grass forever had he not heard hoofsteps approaching.

Flickering his eyes open and glancing up at the figure walking towards him, Butterscotch didn’t hesitate to stand up on all four hooves as he watched the stallion walk closer to him. Dark blue with a mane that was considerably shorter than Butterscotch’s long mane, the stallion’s mane still flowed with what appeared to be the stars in his mane. Being a whole head taller than Butterscotch, the dark blue alicorn stopped in front of the yellow pegasus and stared down at him. Butterscotch stared at the stars that danced in the prince’s mane, appearing identical to the gleaming stars in the night sky of the dream world that they were currently in. Feeling cold wind ruffling his feathers and his mane, colder than the feeling in his heart as he had processed everything that just happened, Butterscotch frowned as he managed to look back at Prince Artemis’ blue eyes.

“I suppose you know why I’m here,” Artemis’ voice wasn’t quite as deep as Zecora’s voice, but it still carried a trace of royalty that kept Butterscotch from running for the hills. Butterscotch feebly shook his head, and Artemis continued. “You don’t think of the gravity of your situation, do you? I’ve heard from your friends about your journey over the past few months. You apparently helped Rainbow Blitz embrace being a femcolt and taught Zecora to embrace a long-lasting love instead of purely lustful flings. What do you notice in common?”

“That they found purposes that fulfill them?” Butterscotch asked.

“Yes, but what about you?” Prince Artemis tilted his head, his expression wilting as his ears flattened and his lips pursed. “You’re just the byproduct of their own desires? You don’t get to have your own? That’s not love, Butterscotch, that’s tragedy. Staying in the same spot like this isn’t a happy ending for you, it’s just giving up.”

“You…fucking son of a bitch!” Butterscotch snarled, his wings spreading out from his sides as he felt fire flowing throughout his dream body in spades. “My so-called desires nearly ruined what we had! I was an embarrassment, a fool, for trying to power bottom my way into control. I was manipulative! I was selfish!”

“Sometimes you need to be selfish,” Artemis frowned, barely acknowledging the insult that was launched at him as he continued. “And you haven’t told me that you’ve done anything bad. You didn’t cheat or even hurt anypony…well, besides you. Your spirit is crying out for this, and you are screaming back at it. You are destroying yourself, Butterscotch. Your body, mind, and soul are being torn to pieces by nopony else but you.”

“Like you even know what you’re talking about,” Butterscotch scoffed, turning his back to Prince Artemis as he started to storm off. Glancing over his shoulder, the yellow pegasus’ ears flattened against his mane as he glared at the blue alicorn. “Get back to me when you know what you’re talking about, I think a thousand years on the moon has gotten to your brain.”

Butterscotch flinched at the words that came out of his own mouth, and there was no Dream-Butterscotch that said those words. It was him, out of his own volition, and the fact only stung the yellow pegasus’ heart. How could he be so nasty? He may love to tease and be playful, once upon a time, but never this. What had happened? His fast walk turned into a full-on gallop, and then several minutes after that, he took flight into the dream sky. No matter how much he willed himself to leave the landscape that had put his true desires into the picture, flying further into the night sky did nothing. No matter how many clouds he passed during his flight, the stars still twinkled back at him. The moon still stared at him unwavering, not budging in the slightest.

Throwing his face in his hooves, Butterscotch was about to scream when he felt something shaking at him.

“Butterscotch my love?” Butterscotch’s eyes began to flutter open as he heard a familiar sonorous voice, a hoof gently prodding him awake. “You were starting to thrash and shove. Were you having a nightmare? I thought that damn moon pony’s supposed to keep ponies from having that kind of scare…”

“I must’ve been having a nightmare,” Butterscotch took a deep breath, opening his eyes all the way as he contemplated what to tell his Master and what to keep from him. “But for the life of me…I can’t seem to remember what it was! I’m so sorry, Master, but it just all seems blurry to me.”

“Well,” Zecora paused, taking a few moments to run his forehoof through Butterscotch’s soft and luscious pink mane. Rainbow Blitz had already left for Wonderbolt practice, Zecora mentioned planning on working on new potions with his cauldron, and Butterscotch had planned on being with the animals. And yet, the yellow femcolt could tell that Zecora was considering throwing away his own plans to take care of his pony. With his body running cold at the idea of Zecora doing such a thing, Butterscotch jumped out of the bed and out of the zebra stud’s touch.

“Anyways! I better go see how Eris is running the cottage,” Butterscotch chuckled. “Hopefully she hasn’t been feeding them chocolate milk from clouds or anything like that. See you tonight, Zecora!”

Before Zecora could barely get the yellow pegasus’ name out, Butterscotch rushed out of the zebra stallion’s room and passed the cauldron to the front door. Pushing the door open, Butterscotch was greeted with the chirping of birds all around him and butterflies of different kinds fluttering past him. The sun shined brightly at him, and with that was a lot less anger than he had at the moon for luring him into a false sense of security. Trotting quickly till he was out of view of his Master’s hut, Butterscotch slowed down in his walk as he shook his head. He knew deep down that being by himself wasn’t going to help, but at least that’s where Eris came in.

As he came into view of the cottage, the tall and chaotically built creature with long ragged white hair and bright yellow eyes grinned as she blinked her cartoonishly long eyelashes at her dear friend. Despite being a gay stallion, Butterscotch recognized the unique prettiness of his platonic pal, and felt his heart warm with ease as Eris flew towards him.

“Heya, bestie!” Eris grinned as she continued to dance around Butterscotch before picking him up and hugging him tight. “How goes poundtown with the zebra stud? Good, right? Where’s Rainbow Blitz?”

“At Wonderbolt practice,” Butterscotch answered as Eris set him down and stood in front of him with an expectant smile “And Zecora is pretty good, no complaints from him.”

“And how are you?” Eris tilted her head, her smile faltering a little as she stared at her friend’s face. “Boy, you look so down in the dumps, it’s not even funny.”

“Think I just woke up feeling like that,” Butterscotch tried to say the words as convincingly as possible, but his voice died towards the end, and Eris scowled at him.

“Nuh uh,” Eris shook her head. “You can convince Zecora and Rainbow Blitz that it's just your morning mood, but that doesn’t work with me. Tell me what’s bothering you, hun. I’m listening.”

Butterscotch paused, biting his lip and contemplating if Eris would give him the answers that he wanted to hear. He thought that somepony like an alicorn would be helpful in his advice, but was sorely disappointed by Artemis’ words. Thinking it over, Butterscotch’s ears then perked up as he heard critter noises getting louder.

“Yeah, I can,” Butterscotch decided. “But can I spend some time with the animals first? It’s been forever since I’ve seen them, especially Angel, and time with them will do me some good.”

“Yeah, sweetheart,” Eris shrugged. “Makes perfect sense to me. Looks like they noticed that you’re here already too!”

Eris flew out of Butterscotch's way, resting on top of the cottage as various critters of different shapes and sizes rushed towards the yellow femcolt. From the birds that the pegasus remembered teaching on the day he met his dearest friends, to the big bear Harry, they all tackled him to the ground with loud squawks and growls. Nuzzling him, the animals didn't let up as they greeted their once regular caretaker. With a pang of guilt, Butterscotch realized that with tending to his partners' needs, he hadn't seen them for the better part of a week.

Hearing a familiar chitter before all the animals jumped off Butterscotch and stood out of the way, the femcolt gulped as he saw a familiar floofy white rabbit hop to his hindlegs before standing up on them and tapping his hindpaw with a big scowl.

"I hope all is forgiven?" Butterscotch chuckled, bracing himself as he stared into the angry creature's beady eyes. Angel then scurried over, jumping onto Butterscotch’s chest and nipping him. Wincing, Butterscotch then rolled his eyes before flopping his head onto the dirt. “Suppose I deserved that then.”

“Don’t worry, I’ve been feeding them plenty of food,” Eris explained with a wave of her lion paw. “They just miss their Butterscotch is all.”

“Yeah, I really need tomake more time for them,” Butterscotch sighed as he waited for Angel to hop off his chest before standing up and petting several of the critters that were lifting their heads towards him expectedly. “I…I’ll explain everything.”

After Eris leaned her head towards Butterscotch, transforming one of her ears into a exaggeratedly bigger ear to show she was listening, the yellow pegasus went into great detail about the thoughts he was experiencing and in non-explicit detail, the conversation he had with Prince Artemis before he ran off. By the time he was finished explaining his story, Eris scoffed and rolled her eyes.

“Way for that bozo to get involved in ponies’ lives that he barely knows,” Eris huffed. “...but he kind of has a point.”

“Wait, what?” Butterscotch’s eyes widened as he felt his heart drop in his chest, fearing that the draconequus would give the same advice as Artemis.

“Butterscotch, do you remember how I tried to keep myself from acting chaotic?” Eris explained. “I would’ve ceased to exist if you hadn’t insisted that I embrace my chaos and continue to be me. What if this…urge, you have, is you deep down needing to be you? If that’s the case, it’s not a matter of choice. You have to pursue this somehow, or what will happen to you?”

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” Butterscotch’s ears flattened. “Out of all the creatures, I thought at least you’d understand what I’m going through.”

“I do!” Eris gasped, her ear returning to its normal size as she stared at the yellow femcolt as if he had slapped her. Her expression quivering, Eris continued. “That’s why I’m telling you this, Butterscotch. Holding it in isn’t going to make this all better, and you know that.”

“Forget it,” Butterscotch shook his head. “It’s not your fault. You don’t know what it's like to sacrifice to make a relationship work.”

“Why does it need to have sacrifice?” Eris whispered. “Why can’t you just tell him? Why can’t you just let yourself be happy?”

“Bye animals,” Butterscotch ignored Eris, petting some of the animals despite their chatter growing louder in volume, several of them tugging on his hooves and tail to keep him from leaving. And with understanding them in a way other ponies didn’t, the tension within the yellow femcolt only escalated as he heard their cries for him to listen to Eris. Despite his overflowing love for each and every one of them, Butterscotch was growing irritated by their insistence. Shaking his head so he didn’t say anything he’d regret, he opened his wings and glanced at the animals. “I need to go.”

Flying off fast so that none of the airborne critters would follow him, Butterscotch felt anger bleeding inside him, red hot and unyielding despite his internal demands that he return to his submissive and agreeable state. But the feeling couldn’t be ignored as images played of Zecora’s stern gaze, Artemis’ look of pure concern, and Eris’ wide eyes of fear. Asking Rainbow Blitz for advice would’ve been out of the question, mainly because of the risk of the blue pegasus feeling obligated to tell their shared Master the truth. And Butterscotch landed on a hill where Sweet Apple Acres was in the distance, imaging his coltfriend telling him how absurd the idea of not being in full submission to Zecora would be. Why would Butterscotch want such a desire? Wasn’t it safer to just give up everything he had ever wanted?

Dear Solaris, I can’t do it. I can’t do it, I can’t do it, I can’t.

Butterscotch dropped to the ground, searing pain taking over his mind as he gritted his teeth through the unfathomable agony splitting his mind, body, and soul. Once the sensations became too much, Butterscotch threw his head back and screamed at the top of his lungs regardless of who heard. Everything became a blur of darkness as he felt transformation begin to take place, outside of his control or understanding. From the shape of his wings to even the formation of his teeth, no part of his body was safe as his body was changing. His wings taking a much less floofy shape as they had turned into the wings of a thestral, his ears becoming longer and extra floofy instead, and sharp fangs replacing his normal teeth…that was only the start of his transformation. The stripes that had once adorned his body as a symbol of his submission had disappeared entirely, and the femcolt’s normally fat butt had gradually shrunk to a more toned thestral ass. The icing on the cake was Butterscotch’s tiny dick increasing in size till it was just like the dick in the femcolt’s dream, ten inches long and considerably thicker than it was before the transformation.

His eyes closed throughout the transformation, they flashed open as he gasped and felt his mind, body, and soul reshaped. With his eyes a deeper pink than his own mane instead of their normal color, sharp cat-like pupils at the center, Butterscotch…no, Butterbat felt a rush throughout his entire body from his muscles to his fangs as he stared at the trees around him. Apples as far as the eye could see, and they were all his for the taking. Barely feeling something slapping against his stomach, he looked down to see his fully erect length already leaking out pre. Licking his lips before looking back at the apple trees, Butterbat realized with a pang of discontentment that he hadn’t really eaten in the past few days. And despite the fact that the morning sun was still shining brightly in the sky, the nocturnal creature had no intentions of sleeping anytime soon. Somehow, most likely through the transformation, the yellow thestral had felt the energy equivalent of several cups of coffee hitting him all at once. He had never felt more alive, desire and confidence rushing through him in spades. He didn’t feel worthless, pathetic, or a burden.

He knew what he wanted going forward, and with a plan already in motion…

…he was taking it.

Butt Slut Blitz

Author's Note

Contains thestral on pegasus action, blowjobs, deepthroating, anal, fucking in the trees, public forest sex/getting caught, cumshot, overwhelming levels of pettiness, moon-enchanted fucking abilities, and a cliffhanger!

Butt Slut Blitz

With the sun starting to set, and Butterbat’s belly no longer stuffed from all the apples he ate in the morning, he hung out in the highest branches of the trees in the Everfree Forest. With how he left Artemis and Eris, and the damage that he did to Sweet Apple Acres, it was inevitable that ponies were suspicious if they hadn’t already put two and two together. He couldn’t help but imagine the expressions on Zecora and Rainbow Blitz’ faces, and felt his erect cock against his belly twitch. While it wasn’t fully erect non-stop since the transformation, Butterbat’s new length had definitely gotten hard regularly before getting soft again…and repeating. This time, he had no issue acknowledging the rightful place of his dark yellow thick length, so prominent that an angry vein snaked around it…that place being completely sunk into the fat ponut of a zebra…or another pegasus. With a twinge of romantic nostalgia, Butterbat remembered when he power bottomed Rainbow Blitz in his former form.

That’s not enough anymore, that damn Zecora got his hooks inside my coltfriend. I’m taking him back, in every way that I’m allowed to.

With Zecora being the one and only stud to have ever claimed Rainbow Blitz’ hole, Butterbat had fully intended on breaking that bond between the two of them. While he had zero intentions of forcing such an act on Rainbow Blitz, he doubted that such extremes would even be necessary. With his powerful length and sharp fangs, he had a hunch that his coltfriend would be too much of a slut for dick to resist. Fucking himself on the same dick over and over again had to be so boring, surely Rainbow Blitz would be swayed by the idea of variety? By his deeper romance with the stallion behind the bat form?

Gliding down from tree to tree until he landed on a branch right above the hut that the three stallions lived in, Butterbat then dropped to right in front of the hut. Pressing his ear against the door, he softly gasped as he heard a voice.

“Oh I hope Zecora gets back, and that B-Butterscotch is okay…”

The convenience of the blue femcolt unwittingly giving away his vulnerability on the other side of the door caused Butterbat to grin, exposing his sharp fangs. Pushing the door open and stepping inside, Rainbow Blitz stared at Butterbat as if he was a trio of timberwolves entering the hut. Shrieking and bolting to the other side of the room, Rainbow Blitz pressed himself against the wall and raised both of his forehooves in the air.

“Please don’t hurt me!” Blitz begged. “Y-You won’t s-suck my blood or anything, right? If I remember right, you just like to drink from the apples…so w-we’re good, right?”

“I won’t be sucking your blood,” Butterbat snickered. “I’ve come here for you to suckon something, but I suppose if you’re uncomfortable, I’ll just leave~”

Before Rainbow Blitz could give his protests, try to claim some sort of loyalty to a stud that they knew a lot less longer than each other, Butterbat stood on his hindlegs and presented his vicious battering ram of a dick to the blue femcolt. Even though it was shorter than Zecora’s cock by a very small margin, the ten inches still flexed and stared down the blue pegasus like he was merely an obstacle to be used. With Rainbow Blitz glancing up from the dark yellow cock that was like a dangerous siren’s call, he didn’t fare any better from staring at Butterbat’s face instead. Biting his lip as he looked into Butterbat’s smug and narrowed eyes, as well as the fangs poking out from his muzzle, the gears began shifting in the blue pegasus’ head. It wouldn’t be cheating if Butterbat was technically a member of the relationship already, right?

“You already know that I’m going to fuck you better than that selfish stud ever could~” Butterbat snickered, no longer standing on two legs as he dropped back to all four hooves, slowly stepping towards Rainbow Blitz as the blue pegasus lowered his raised forehooves. Blitz still remained against the wall, his heart pounding fast inside his chest as he could only imagine how Zecora would react to the thestral blatantly disregarding the relationship that was so carefully built. But the idea of tasting a different exotic stallion entirely, paired with the fact that it would be his best friend topping him for the first time, was too much to say no to. Dropping onto all four hooves, Rainbow Blitz felt blood rushing to his face as he stared into Butterbat’s piercing eyes. Feeling the instinct to turn around and flag his tail for Butterbat, he resisted the urge as he waited for the bat pony to press his muzzle against Blitz’ muzzle.

“This’ll only work if you’re willing for some fun,” Butterbat explained, his hot breath landing on the teased blue pegasus. “Only then will you experience the beauty of what I have to offer~”

“Okay,” Blitz gasped. “Is this…going to piss Zecora off though?”

“Oh I hope it does~” Butterbat growled before lunging forward, pressing his lips against Rainbow Blitz’ lips as he slipped his longer tongue into the blue pegasus’ mouth. Blitz closed his eyes, feeling warmth bubbling in his chest as he had embraced the touch of his transformed coltfriend. With the newly formed Butterbat now able to properly dom, the blue pegasus started to question what would’ve happened if his coltfriend had done this sooner. Would they have even needed, or wanted Zecora, had Butterscotch stepped up to be the dom? Rainbow Blitz groaned a little, how could he think something like that? He knew that even though Butterbat didn’t have any magical abilities whatsoever, the thestral femcolt was getting to his head and pushing him towards the taste of bat pony. Feeling Butterbat’s wiggling tongue dancing in Rainbow Blitz’ moaning mouth, the blue pegasus feebly tried to move his thicker tongue just as fast, finding the thestral dominating his tongue in the lip-lock every time.

It was perfect.

Feeling his stiff cock, or clit as he called it now, pressing against his belly as his wings began to spread out from his sides, Rainbow Blitz couldn’t have been more aroused if he had tried. His rainbow tail swished from side to side, revealing his already lubricated dark blue ponut even if Butterbat was too busy kissing Rainbow Blitz to see it. Eventually, after grazing his fangs against Rainbow Blitz’ bottom lip a few times, Butterbat pulled back and growled.

“Why don’t you sample me and tell me what you think?” Butterbat snickered, standing up on his hindlegs again and pressing his forehooves against the wall behind Rainbow Blitz. Pressing his stiff and needy erection in front of Rainbow Blitz’ face and essentially trapping him against the wall, his bouncing dark yellow cock briefly tapped Rainbow Blitz’ muzzle. With a bit of pre landing on the blue pegasus’ muzzle, Rainbow Blitz’ pupils turned into heart eyes as his nostrils were instantly hit with the overwhelmingly tangy musk of Butterbat’s dick. While Zecora’s musk was purely masculine, Butterbat’s was abundant with a sweet and sour flavor that sent a rush into the blue pegasus’ already painfully hard loins. Closing his eyes and opening his mouth, Rainbow Blitz extended out his tongue and licked up the rest of the pre coming from the tip of Butterbat’s dick. Tasting almost just like the thestral’s musk, Rainbow Blitz felt an awakening rising inside of him as he took the whole tip in his mouth and then some. Pushing his experienced mouth and eventually throat onto Butterbat’s dick, Rainbow Blitz successfully hilted the entire appendage in his mouth, his mouth pressing against the thestral’s heavy balls, before pulling back. Butterbat growled, thrusting his length back in the snug warmth of Rainbow Blitz’ mouth with very little warning.

Rainbow Blitz nearly gagged at the unexpected intrusion back in his mouth, but felt a skip of extra excitement as he went along with it. Staying still and not going down on Butterbat’s dick anymore, Rainbow Blitz felt the thestral proceed to pull out most of his dick only to slam it back down the blue pegasus’ throat. Gently facefucking the moaning and glking blue femcolt, Butterbat snickered as he used his beloved coltfriend and fellow slave for the past few months as nothing more than a glorified fleshlight. The fact that the blue pegasus agreed almost right away and took to the turn of events like a fish to water, excited Butterbat all the more as his gentle thrusts turned into full on jackhammering as he pounded Rainbow Blitz’ mouth without mercy. He wouldn't have done such a risky move had he not known that Rainbow Blitz was already capable of getting facefucked by an even bigger dick on the regular.

With Rainbow Blitz’ eyes rolling to the back of his head, spittle dripping from his chin and onto the floor, and his mind being reduced to paste, the blue pegasus felt his arousal reaching its peak. Whining and briefly toying with his “clit” with a few stray jerks, Rainbow Blitz cried out against Butterbat’s dick as cum weakly spurted out of his own dick and onto his hoof and the floor. With Butterbat not too far behind, the yellow-furred thestral gave a few more vicious thrusts with his fat churning balls slapping against Rainbow Blitz’ neck until he hissed through gritted fangs. Feeling rope after rope of his much bigger bat pony load go down his throat, Butterbat relaxed his body as he sighed from the sound and sensations of Rainbow Blitz gulping down his load into his awaiting stomach. After feeling the last of his orgasm leave his body, Butterbat slipped his fat dick out of Rainbow Blitz’ gasping mouth as he jumped off the wall and stood in front of his coltfriend.

“Would you look at that?” Butterbat snickered, his floofy bat pony ears flickering at his work. “We practically came together almost, that’s not something you usually do with Zecora…now is it?”

The truth was that the sneaky pegasus-turned-thestral didn’t really keep up with these details, and for all he knew, Zecora and Rainbow Blitz could’ve been cumming in unison all the time. But in Rainbow Blitz’ post-orgasm hazy state, the rainbow-maned stallion just shook his head with unfocused eyes and shakily turned around to reveal his ponut. Feeling his transformative cock already starting to get hard again from how clearly Rainbow Blitz wanted more, Butterbat smirked as a plan started to form in his head.

“Oh my goodness~” Butterbat cooed. “Already raring to go for more, are we? Well, Zecora should be coming back here anytime, and I’d hate for him to interrupt us in the middle of good fun. Let’s say we try it up in the trees, hmm?”

“Yuh-huh,” Rainbow Blitz blabbered, and Butterbat made sure to toss his coltfriend a water bottle from Zecora’s shelf to hydrate himself. It wouldn’t have been fun to fuck a femcolt that was too out of it, and Butterbat watched as Rainbow Blitz caught the bottle with one wing and chugged down the whole thing before tossing it on the floor and waiting for the thestral’s directions. Butterbat nodded, turning around and walking out of the hut with Rainbow Blitz following him.

With the sun no longer visible, the sky turning into a beautiful purple dusk as night was approaching, Butterbat took a deep breath and embraced the cool evening air that felt better on his thestral body. Spreading his wings open and flying to the nearest tree, one that was at an angle where Zecora would see them as soon as he came to the house, Butterbat stretched his wings out and sighed loudly. Making sure that Rainbow Blitz below would see his thick yellow cock still slick with the blue pegasus’ saliva from up in the tree, Butterbat only had to wait a few seconds for his coltfriend to fly up and join him on the tree branch as well.

“This branch seems thick enough to support us both, wouldn’t you say?” Butterbat stared at his hoof, using a tone as if they were talking about the weather. Rainbow Blitz shuddered, and gave a doe-eyed nod before Butterbat looked at him intently. “Good, now lay yourself out facing the hut for me like a good colt, will you~?”

Rainbow Blitz moved fast, a quality he maintained despite his overwhelming submissiveness and fatter ass cheeks. Sprawling his stomach on the tree branch, all four of his limbs gently dangling off it, the blue pegasus slowly looked back to Butterbat’s smug fanged grin.

“But how are you um, supposed to fuck me?” Blitz asked. “There’s no room for you behind there.”

“This-” Butterbat began, flying off the branch and hovering behind Rainbow Blitz as he smacked the rainbow cutie marks on his ass with both hooves. “-is where I get creative~”

Flying mid-air, with both of his hooves still on Rainbow Blitz’ ass, Butterbat pressed the tip of his cock against the blue femcolt’s thirsty ponut. Sure, the yellow thestral would have to keep up with staying in the air and fucking Rainbow Blitz at the same time, but it was a small price to pay for what would ultimately have a big payoff~

Sinking the tip of his firm cock inside Rainbow Blitz’ ponut, Butterbat savored the feminine gasp that came from his coltfriend. And while it was unfortunate he couldn’t fully see the blue pegasus’ face, there was a specific reason that he set the two of them up the way they were in the tree. Working his forehooves up from Rainbow Blitz’ ass to the bases of his wings, Butterbat gently massaged them and earned more shudders and moans from his lover as he pushed more of his length in at the same time. While the sex would likely end in a rough pounding that’d best Zecora’s poundings, there was no reason for Butterbat to skip the romantic aspects of their intimacy. Steadily pushing further until he had completely hilted inside Rainbow Blitz’ clenching backdoor, with his fat balls slapping against his coltfriend’s inferior balls, Butterbat leaned forward and placed a kiss on the back of his lover’s rainbow mane before reassuming the position he was in. Steadily pulling out until all that remained was the tip of his gifted new length, Butterbat then hissed with his fangs gleaming in the dark forest, swiftly pushing his entire dick back inside of Rainbow Blitz.

“Ahn! Fuck!” Rainbow Blitz whined. “Puh-Please, Butterbat…more?”

“Hmm!” Butterbat chuckled, pulling one forehoof away to smack Rainbow Blitz’ rippling ass cheek as the blue pegasus yelped. Bringing it back to the base of his lover’s wing, Butterbat growled. “If you insist~”

Getting Rainbow Blitz addicted to his superior and unique fucking was going to be the second best part of the night, and so Butterbat didn’t hesitate to repeat the motion of fucking the blue pegasus faster and faster, till the loud symphony of his jackhammering could be heard throughout the Everfree Forest. The sound of his balls slapping against Rainbow Blitz, his legs colliding with his lover’s ass, and the blue pegasus howling away into the night. Sure, there was a small chance that one of their best friends could end up being the first ones to find them where they were so purposefully placed, but Butterbat had a good hunch of who would see them first.

“Nyeah! Unf! Oh Solaris! Yes! Yes! YES!” Rainbow Blitz screamed, no longer giving a fuck about what Zecora thought of his compliance in Butterbat’s plans. His eyes were rolling to the back of his head, which he was throwing back into the sky as he screamed. They had spent a long enough time fucking that the dusk was replaced with a full dark blue night sky, the full moon gleaming brightly at the two stallions. Butterbat was no longer angry with the moon as he stared up at it, but instead he felt as though the lunar beam of light was giving him renewed energy. Fucking in a blur back and forth in a speed that seemed impossible otherwise, Butterbat stopped thinking as he became the fucking machine that he was made to be.

Rainbow Blitz had also stopped thinking, but for a different reason entirely. With the speed and strength in which Butterbat’s thick monstrous cock was delivering its thrusts, it was next to impossible. There was only the overstimulation paired with the sea of pleasure as everything in him and around him felt right. As Rainbow Blitz’ mouth hung open, the blue femcolt losing his basic functions as drool rolled out of his mouth and fell on the dirt, the loud and incoherent “gaaahahhahahahah” caused several of the animals in the forest to scamper off. Reaching his peak of pleasure a second time, Rainbow Blitz twitched and moaned an octave louder as jizz spurted onto his belly and off the tree branch.

Hearing a rustling in the forest, Butterbat felt his thoughts returning to him and his arousal skyrocketing as he was ready for his plan to bear fruit. Slightly slowing his thrusts down as he began to edge himself, Butterbat snickered as he looked down at his blue butt slut.

“Tell me, Rainbow Blitz, I want to hear it as loudly as possible,” Butterbat snickered, before picking up the speed again in his thrusts. “Who is the better stud? Me or Zecora?”

“Y-You!” Blitz whined.

“Louder, you butt slut,” Butterbat snarled, slapping Rainbow Blitz’ ass cheek as hard as possible. “I didn’t bring you up in the tree just for you to get shy on me.”

“YOU’RE THE BETTER STUD!” Rainbow Blitz screamed at the top of his lungs, and seconds after the blue pegasus’ loud confession, Zecora stepped into view. Just the sight of Zecora’s dark blue eyes staring wide with his mouth hanging open was enough to do Butterbat in. Staring right into the eyes of the striped stud, Butterbat hissed as he gave several final thrusts into Rainbow Blitz’ fat bussy before pulling out and aiming his dick directly at the blue pegasus. Giving two jerks with his hoof, Butterbat grunted as he came hot white ropes of seed all over Rainbow Blitz’ panting body. The sticky and thick cum landed on the blue pegasus’ muzzle, mane, wings, tail, and ass cheeks. Butterbat even made sure to get a shot of his orgasm right on the blue pegasus’ ponut and balls.

Having made a sticky mess of Rainbow Blitz, Butterbat grinned at his work before looking at Zecora again, the striped stud staring at the sight as if he stumbled right upon a pack of timberwolves.

“So Zecora,” Butterbat cooed. “Let’s talk about redefining the dynamics of our relationship. Shall we?”

Conquering Competition

Author's Note

Contains thestral/zebra on pegasus action, thestral on zebra action, and zebra on thestral action. Also contains lots of ponuts, spitroasting, facefucking, deepthroating, rimming, anal, more moon powers, zebrican potions, making out, various sex positions including missionary and doggy style, lots of tension, lots of messy orgasms, licking of cum, cumshots, and passing out from multiple orgasms.

Conquering Competition

Prodding the complete mess that was Rainbow Blitz before flying off the tree, Butterbat landed on the ground and stood proud and tall in front of Zecora. While he wasn’t quite as bulky as the striped stud, Butterscotch smirked with his fangs partially showing as he was two inches taller than Zecora. And the best part for the yellow thestral, was that Zecora had yet to speak a word.

“What’s wrong?” Butterbat tilted his head. “Can’t come up with a rhyme this time?”

“You…” Zecora sputtered, his eyes still bulging wide as if he was staring at a ghost before pressing a hoof against his forehead. “Applejack did mention what you would look like, but I just had no idea that this is how you would strike. What do you even possibly want from me? And why does dominating him bring you such glee?”

“Oh, so you’re still competent enough to rhyme, that’s disappointing,” Butterbat shrugged, glancing up at the tree as he watched Rainbow Blitz sluggishly fly off the branch and shakily walk back into the hut. “Why don’t we follow our fucktoy inside and I’ll tell you everything you need to know.”

“He is my fucktoy, you insolent little boy,” Zecora hissed, checking Butterbat’s shoulder as he strode ahead of him and towards the door. “I don’t know what happened to Butterscotch, but you won’t be stealing Rainbow Blitz on my watch.”

“Rude,” Butterbat huffed, stretching his shoulder and patting it with one wing before following Zecora inside. “Is your dick that small that somebody fucking your coltfriend scares you?”

“What?” Zecora gawked. “You better keep your mouth shut. Have you really forgotten that my length is very big? Why, I bet yours is merely the size of a twig!”

“Oh that’s right, you didn’t get to see it!” Butterbat grinned, closing the door behind them with one hoof as he pointed a hoof at Rainbow Blitz as he attempted to go shower off. The blue pegasus stopped mid-walk in the hallway and looked behind his shoulder, listening as Butterbat continued. “Well, didn’t you hear Rainbow Blitz saying that I was the better stud?”

“He was just saying that, you stupid little bat,” Zecora’s eye twitched. “Now cut the bullshit and out with it.”

“Fine,” Butterbat scoffed, before taking a deep breath with his eyes closed. Opening them, the yellow thestral stared at Zecora. “I’m challenging you for the relationship, I want to become the Master and take over.”

Zecora didn’t even process the challenge for two seconds before snorting and grinning from ear to ear.

“Oh, that’s what this is about?” Zecora chuckled, shaking his head. “You being a leader brings me much doubt. Absolutely not, you can go back and eat your apples until your playtime as batpony is over and you come crawling back home with your big fat plot.”

“Okay,” Butterbat shrugged. “Then I’m taking Rainbow Blitz with me.”

“He’s not coming with you,” Zecora huffed.

“Actually, I will,” Rainbow Blitz trotted towards Butterbat, still soaking in thestral stallion cum as he pressed his muzzle against the yellow thestral’s neck before glancing at Zecora. “Unless some stud can prove that he can dick me down better than this little deviant who took advantage of me in the trees. You’re just going to let him get away with it~?”

Briefly, as Zecora growled with his eyes closed, Rainbow Blitz looked up at Butterbat and winked at him with a tiny smile. Butterbat felt his heart fluttering inside his chest, yet kept his best poker face as Zecora opened his eyes to glare at the both of them.

“Very well then,” Zecora sighed. “We shall have a showdown in my den. And I suppose punishing this femcolt and proving that I’m his Master is a good start. You will take his mouth and we’ll see who plays the better part.”

Feeling a longing deep inside him that was sparked by Rainbow Blitz’ wink, Butterbat shook it off as he nodded and glanced back at the blue pegasus. Just like earlier that evening, Rainbow Blitz had blinking pink heart eyes, this time turning his head back and forth to stare at both of the studs before him. The observation only confirmed Butterbat’s suspicions of the depravity that his coltfriend had sunk to as he watched the blue pegasus smile and turn his fat cheeks to Zecora.

“But that big bad bat pony got me all dirty~” Rainbow Blitz pouted, parting his rainbow tail to the side and fluttering his eyelashes at Zecora as he started to clap his cum-soaked ass cheeks. “Could you clean it off so it's not soiling my fur, pretty please?”

Zecora stared at Rainbow Blitz’ dirtied up figure and took a deep breath, with Butterbat sure that the striped stud was determining with his narrowed eyes and flared nostrils whether it was more degrading to lick off the cum of his competitor or to let it sink into Rainbow Blitz further with every minute it remained deep embedded into the blue femcolt’s fur. Finally giving a loud snort after a few seconds and closing his eyes, Zecora licked up the thestral stallion’s cum off Rainbow Blitz’ body. Despite not having the pleasure of making eye contact with his competitor, Butterbat still got to enjoy watching the blue pegasus’ eyes roll to the back of his head exaggeratedly as his tongue lolled out of his mouth without making a sound. If nothing else, the blue pegasus would be able to ensure that Butterbat would still feel cared for…even if he was having a hard time getting that same feeling from Zecora.

Meanwhile, Zecora felt deep discomfort and frustration building up within him. Not because of his beautiful blue slave, who he was more than happy to fuck even despite the tense circumstances, but because of the turn of events unfolding before him. When Applejack and Dusk Shine had frantically explained to him who Butterbat exactly was, all Zecora was expecting was a hungry thestral that wanted to eat a bunch of fruit. But this, a transformed stallion in body, mind, and spirit fully intending to make himself the new Master of the relationship…that was something that he couldn’t just brush off. A fact that Rainbow Blitz opened him up to, whether the butt slut intended it or not. Working his tongue with increased speed and precision, Zecora gulped the load off Rainbow Blitz’ body with a shudder. Growling and standing up straight, the zebra stud glared at Butterbat’s big smile.

“I sure hope you don’t mind my cum being sufficient lube for fucking Blitz over here~” Butterbat fluttered his eyelashes. “Or would you want to lick that out too?”

“Let’s just get to the part that I’ll actually enjoy,” Zecora huffed, mounting Rainbow Blitz as he rested his hooves on his slave’s cutie marks and hotdogged his thick dark length between his slave’s big blue buns. “Then I’ll destroy your petty little ploy.”

“We’ll see about that,” Butterbat scoffed, before standing up and resting his forehooves on Rainbow Blitz’ shoulders. Pressing the tip of his dark yellow length against Rainbow Blitz’ muzzle, the thestral looked down at his coltfriend. “Enjoying yourself down there?”

“Oh Solaris yes~” Rainbow Blitz shuddered, feeling his cock hard as a rock as he was sandwiched between two aggressive studs that were pent up. Wanting nothing more than to earn a load of thestral cum down his throat again, as well as a load of zebra cum in his ponut to mix in with Butterbat’s recent load, Rainbow Blitz proceeded to twerk his ass on Zecora’s dick as well as licking the tip of his thestral lover’s awaiting dick. Almost in unison, Butterbat slipped his cock into the blue pegasus’ awaiting mouth and Zecora began to line up his dick with Rainbow Blitz’ ponut. Penetrating his slave, Zecora gave a deep sigh as he closed his eyes and felt himself starting to relax a little. Intending to put a swift stop to the absurdity that was unfolding, Zecora was confident that he’d soon enough get Butterbat to turn back into the pegasissy that the zebra stud loved and wanted with all his heart. As much as it hurt to be mean to the thestral knowing that he was once Butterscotch, Zecora felt that the tough love would work somehow. Taking a deep breath as he had half of his dick inside Rainbow Blitz, he slowly opened his eyes to see Butterbat shoving all ten inches of his dick down the blue pegasus’ gullet.

When the relationship started, Rainbow Blitz hadn’t been able to easily deepthroat without some kind of potion from Zecora. Now, the blue pegasus was not only able to deepthroat naturally, but he was about to be spitroasted for the first time during it. Feeling the familiar sensation of his backdoor being so roughly yet hotly filled by zebra dick, Rainbow Blitz’ eyes rolled to the back of his head as he had nearly reached his third orgasm. The rainbow-maned stallion knew that he would likely see stars and pass out if he came a third time, so he held off as best as he could to prioritize his studs’ pleasure and competition. Yet, with Zecora pushing more and more of his length inside while Butterbat already had his whole length slipped past Rainbow Blitz’ muzzle, the juggling act was becoming increasingly overwhelming. He felt like he was moments away from being thrown into an unfathomable nirvana that would eclipse any sexual pleasure before it, and felt his head spinning into the sea of pleasure as Zecora hilted himself inside the blue femcolt’s tight ponut.

“My little butt slut, shall we continue this rut?” Zecora asked the blue femcolt, softly circling one of his slave’s cutie marks with a deep grin. Despite having a fat length stuffing both of his holes, Rainbow Blitz gave a affirmative clap of his ass cheeks that spurred on the zebra stud. Glancing up at Butterbat, who stared intently into the zebra stud’s eyes, Zecora spoke to him. “Enjoy the last time domming this femcolt slave of mine, perhaps my imminent victory will be a sign?”

“You mean,” Butterbat muttered, proceeding to pull out most of his length from Rainbow Blitz’ throat and mouth till his tip was inside. “My victory?”

Slamming most of his length back again, causing Rainbow Blitz’ eyes to tear up from the intense intrusion, the blue pegasus barely had any warning of Zecora pulling out most of his length before slamming back in faster than Butterbat did and crushing the blue femcolt’s p-spot. Pleasurable shocks rushing throughout his body, Rainbow Blitz’ tail shook as he moaned loudly against Butterbat’s fat dick.

“Perhaps we should pull out and thrust back in at the same time,” Butterbat spoke to Zecora, even though he was looking down at Rainbow Blitz with a tiny smile. “Competition or not, this little butt slut deserves to experience the peak of submissive pleasure.”

“Perhaps we can agree on something then,” Zecora nodded, proceeding to pull out till only his tip was still in. With Butterbat doing the same with his dick, both of them looking at each other with a little less tension, Zecora continued. “On a count of three is when. One, two, three!”

With Butterbat and Zecora both slamming their lengths in at the same time, Rainbow Blitz spasmed and cried out, his vision blurring as pre began dripping from his untouched dick. Both Butterbat and Zecora repeated the motion, managing to synchronize their thrusts the same way as the thestral’s full dark yellow balls repeatedly slapped against Rainbow Blitz’ chin, and Zecora’s night black balls slapped against the blue femcolt’s much smaller balls. Feeling objectified in the best possible way, a fleshlight for superior studs’ desires as the PLAP PLAP PLAP of their quickening thrusts began to fill his ears, Rainbow Blitz felt his orgasm seconds away. The powerful scent of thestral and zebra musk, the maddening pleasure of being so thoroughly filled from both holes, and the grunts and growls of the studs using him, completely undid the blue femcolt. Howling against Butterbat’s pistoning length, feeling Zecora viciously crushing his p-spot with his own jackhammering thrusts, Rainbow Blitz began to see stars as all of his thoughts and feelings were whited out to the mindbreaking pleasure that was any shred of remaining masculinity being wiped out by the sheer force of two studs railing him from both ends. Jizzing a pathetic amount of seed on the floor, Rainbow Blitz was hanging onto his consciousness by a small thread. Not only did he want his studs to see through their competition, but he was becoming downright addicted to the feeling of dick and being used. His eyes rolling to the back of his head, Rainbow Blitz happily gurgled as he felt his limbs starting to give way.

“Looks like the butt slut still wants more,” Butterbat chuckled. “What do you say we help him out a little?”

Before Zecora could ask what Butterbat could possibly mean, he witnessed as the thestral hooked his forehooves underneath Rainbow Blitz’ shoulders and lifted the blue femcolt’s forelegs off the ground. Using his grip on the blue pegasus’ forelegs, Butterbat stood on his hindlegs as he continued to piston his dick in and out of the happy femcolt’s gurgling mouth. For the first time since they had entered the hut, Zecora’s eyes widened at the sexual feat he was witnessing, before the zebra stud felt a searing red hot anger as he did the same. Hooking his forehooves underneath the pegasus’ hindlegs, Zecora also stood on his hindlegs as he lifted the pegasus up. With Rainbow Blitz completely off the ground, being held up by Butterbat and Zecora as the two kept jackhammering into him, the blue pegasus no longer had to worry about standing as he let himself fully embrace being a sex object for both studs.

Butterbat smirked, having performed two unique sex tricks in the night so far. And even though he had felt close to cumming for a while, he felt the moonbeams from the window empowering him, keeping him on the edge of orgasm in order to give him the upper hoof. He was a thestral, a pony of the night, and as long as the moon was up, he was the adonis Zecora was and more. But with Zecora not knowing this, Butterbat watched as Zecora’s ears flattened, a glimpse of weakness on the striped stud’s face as he visibly gritted his teeth and one of his eyes twitched.

“Giving up?” Butterbat teased. “It's okay, after all, Rainbow Blitz has an irresistible tight little backdoor. I’m sure going to love fucking it over and over again until all his ponut knows is my dick~”

Feeling his anger peaking, Zecora proceeded to slow his thrusts as he abstained from reaching his orgasm. Zecora couldn’t just let the next stud to fuck Rainbow Blitz take him away, and faced with the sadness that would come from losing, the striped stud refused to give in. Butterbat didn’t waver, still fucking Rainbow Blitz at the same pace. Given that he already came inside the blue femcolt earlier, the thestral was able to keep going without breaking a sweat. But one factor that he wasn’t ready for was Zecora’s determination skyrocketing, leaving the two at an impasse as both proceeded to fuck Rainbow Blitz for what felt like at least an hour.

With them both spitroasting Rainbow Blitz well into the night, the blue pegasus felt like he was teetering on the line between consciousness and everything going black, not even aware of the time passing as he experienced the fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, and then eighth orgasm. Pathetic spurts of jizz landing on the floor a couple more times until he had no more cum to give, simply having dry orgasms while the two stallions fucked away at his holes. No matter how much longer it took, the blue femcolt couldn’t see himself walking properly for the rest of the week. Breathing through his nostrils consistently was what kept him from passing out entirely, and he yelped with surprise as the two picked up the pace.

“One of us has to give in and cum,” Zecora snorted. “Otherwise we’re going to keep fucking him until all three of us feel numb. Perhaps we should consider this to be round one, and determine the winner when round three is done?”

“Are you trying to make this a tie?” Butterbat snorted. “Because I could keep going for hours, so clearly I’m the winner. But sure, if you need me to fuck your ponut as well in order to prove I’m the Master, we could make this round one.”

“Oh thank the stars above,” Zecora muttered, barely hearing the rest of what Butterbat said, before glancing down at Rainbow Blitz. “Time to this femcolt slave all of my love~”

Hilting his entire length inside his blue femcolt’s tight backdoor, Zecora finally let go as he gave a deep moan and unloaded his balls. Cumming ropes of his zebra seed inside Rainbow Blitz’ ponut, he heard the mostly quiet and nearly unconscious blue femcolt squeal and moan at the feeling. Seeing various spurts of both Zecora’s seed and his own seed splooshing out of his coltfriend’s ponut, Butterbat grinned sporting his fangs as he allowed himself his much needed release. Hissing through his teeth, Butterbat felt his third orgasm unloading down Rainbow Blitz’ throat and into the submissive femcolt’s stomach. After he finished cumming down the pegasus’ mewling mouth, he steadily pulled out at the same time Zecora did. With the two stallions still holding Rainbow Blitz up by his limbs, they knew that if either of them let go, the blue femcolt would’ve tumbled onto the ground.

“Let’s get this sweet pony to bed, then we can decide who gets bred,” Zecora sighed, rubbing his hoof around Rainbow Blitz’ cutie mark in circles. Butterbat felt a hint of pain inside him, able to see the blue pegasus just cum-drunk and content to be used however Zecora wanted. The blue pegasus’ head didn’t even stay up anymore, his muscles completely relaxed as his muzzle pointed towards the ground. Pretty sure that he had passed out, Butterbat and Zecora both began moving past the cauldron while holding Rainbow Blitz up by his limbs, walking sideways until they reached the bed that the three shared. Feeling that hint of pain hit harder at the normally loving center of their relationship, Butterbat felt his floofy thestral ears flatten against his head as he tried not to tear up. There was something about trying to rip everything away from Zecora that didn’t carry as much satisfaction as it did before, and yet, his brain held a stubborn insistence that nothing would change if he didn’t fight for this.

Letting go of Rainbow Blitz’ forelegs and gently setting his upper body on the floor, he watched as Zecora threw the knocked out pegasus over his shoulders and climbed onto the bed. Watching as Zecora tilted his body, letting Rainbow Blitz fall onto the bed with a small thump, Butterbat’s heart fluttered as Rainbow Blitz instinctively reached for the nearest pillow and brought it to his floofy blue chest. Zecora then jumped off the bed and brought his teeth to the blanket, pulling it out from underneath Rainbow Blitz and then throwing it over the sleeping pegasus. Tucking him in, Zecora then nuzzled his slave’s rainbow mane before looking to Butterbat.

“Go on and continue to fight, but you know damn well that I’m not the only one being affected tonight,” Zecora glanced at Rainbow Blitz, before returning his glare to Butterbat. “Does that mean anything to you? Is domming the both of us something you hold to be true?”

“Yes!” Butterbat snapped, his ears snapping back up as he felt his pink tail swinging from side to side as if he was going to break into a tussle with the striped stud right then and there. “And there’s no reason for you to guilt me. You know how much Rainbow Blitz enjoyed what just happened.”

“I most certainly won’t deny that,” Zecora shrugged. “But he was merely focusing on getting plowed by a bat. What about when he wakes up to this mess? Don’t you think it’ll cause him much unnecessary stress?”

“That’s implying that there’ll be a mess to begin with,” Butterbat shrugged. “I like to think this relationship will be better run by me. Everyone’s feelings will be taken into account, especially mine.”

Butterbat didn’t bother staying in the room, storming out of the bedroom as he walked back into the main room where the cauldron was. Sitting down and staring at the ghoulish green liquid that was bubbling up inside, the thestral was vaguely curious about what kind of concoction was being created in there. He knew that the zebra was always working on different potions, ones that either enhanced their sex lives or helped them gain more productivity in their day-to-day tasks. The striped stud was as intelligent as he was muscular, and sitting in the room by himself, Butterbat wondered how in Equestria he would live up to be a Master.

But he didn’t need to tell Zecora that.

Watching as the bulky zebra slowly walked back into the room and sat beside Butterbat, staring at the cauldron briefly before glancing at the thestral, Zecora sat up straight and puffed out his chest as he looked to the other stallion with a piercing gaze.

“You can’t actually be asking to fuck my backdoor,” Zecora shook his head. “Three orgasms and you still want some more?”

“Yes sir,” Butterbat grinned, ignoring the steadily growing concerns of the consequences of his actions as he felt his dark yellow cock starting to stiffen with returning arousal. “Why, you have taken it up the ass before…right?”

Zecora’s pupils shrunk to pinpricks as for what was a very rare occurrence, the striped stallion actually blushed through his white and black fur. His ears flattening against his fur, the soft expression almost made Zecora look like a virgin. Butterbat’s ears perked up, exposing his fangs in a deep grin as he placed his hoof on Zecora’s shoulder.

“Don’t tell me, you are?” Butterbat whispered, his tail briefly swatting Zecora’s flank as he rubbed the zebra stud’s shoulder. “Oh my goodness, what a delight. Well, you know what they say right? Don’t knock something unless you try it? Of course, this still is a competition for my place as the leader of this relationship. But I’m a thestral, not a monster. I’ll still make sure you are as comfortable as possible.”

“You…don’t need to be so nice to me,” Zecora stammered, tempted to move away from the touch that normally disgusted him when he thought about it. There was a deep level of shame to be had when it came to being the bottom as a male in Zebrica. Zebra stallions, whether they were into mares, stallions, or a bit of both, were supposed to be the model species when it came to carnal affairs. Zecora prided himself on being just that, to the point where he had many of Ponyville’s citizens under his thrall at one point. But now? For whatever reason that the universe may have had, Zecora was being confronted with the very pony that he had hoped to turn into a fully mindless submissive. Did he just need to try harder? Had he failed? Perhaps he should’ve been harsher on Butterscotch, breaking him over and over again till all he wanted was to be dominated?

Or should he perhaps listen to Butterbat, and actually try to entertain the other side of the coin? While taking it up the backdoor went against everything that made him a zebra in his culture, he wasn’t exactly in Zebrica anymore. And perhaps this was necessary for Butterbat to realize that domming wasn’t actually what he wanted in the long-term. Taking a deep breath, Zecora shakily stood up and walked towards his potions.

“No, I am not trying to gain the upper hoof here,” Zecora explained before Butterbat could complain about the zebra reaching for a blue vial. “But I’ll need something to help with my inexperienced rear. It’ll still be tight for sure, but the fucking will lack pain and be pure.”

Butterbat quietly nodded, standing up as he watched Zecora pop the cork off the vial and gulp down the contents in one go. Placing the empty vial with the others on the bottom shelf, Zecora waited for a few seconds before giving a deep shudder that rippled throughout his fur. Watching as the striped stud’s fur deliciously stood on end, Zecora’s teeth gritting as his eyes nearly rolled to the back of his head, Butterbat knew from the zebra stud’s first experience with anal potions…that he was going to have a lot of fun with popping the striped stallion’s ponut cherry. It wouldn’t be like the special sex position like he had in his dream, but it would be something even better. Their experience together would be the real deal, with Zecora as he was. Zecora eventually ceased in his shuddering, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath as he stared at Butterbat with a blank expression.

“I’m ready now,” Zecora clarified. “G-Give me your best plow.”

Before Zecora could turn around and present the ponut that Butterbat was still blown away over being able to have, Butterbat moved forward and brought his muzzle to the zebra stud’s muzzle and kissed him. Instantly bringing his long and thin thestral tongue into Zecora’s mouth, and feeling the sensual familiarity of the zebra stud’s thick tongue, he wrapped his tongue around the other tongue. Sucking on Zecora’s tongue earned a surprised moan from the zebra, and while Butterbat kept his eyes closed, he could practically feel the striped stud’s dom energy slipping away little by little. Possibly, Zecora could just give into being a sub and all of Butterbat’s problems would solve itself. And even though Butterbat didn’t exactly feel better from the thought, that didn’t stop Butterbat from moving forward. With Zecora moving backwards until the zebra stallion’s toned ass pressed up against the wall, the striped stud felt pinned by Butterbat as the thestral didn’t relent for several more seconds. Pulling back, licking his own muzzle with his long tongue, Butterbat gave Zecora bedroom eyes before fluttering his eyelashes.

“Oh my,” Butterbat teased, before glancing down at Zecora’s stiffening length. “Nice to see that you’re enjoying yourself too~! So I was wanting you to lay on your back so I could see your face properly, pretty please?”

“Alright then,” Zecora sputtered, moving away from the wall as he sat on his back and moved his legs apart so that his black ponut was easily accessible to Butterbat. “Just l-let me know when.”

“Of course I will,” Butterbat walked over Zecora till his forehooves were on each side of the zebra’s head. With his floofy yellow chest right above Zecora’s striped chest, Butterbat felt Zecora moving his hindlegs so that they rested against the thestral’s hindlegs. Butterbat then pressed the tip of his hard length against Zecora’s welcome ponut. “I suppose something tells me that your vial also lubed you?”

Zecora nodded, not being able to take his eyes off the very first dick to soon penetrate his backdoor, which was completely unheard of back in Zebrica. And where he was supposed to feel shame, he felt safe and cared for in the carnal embrace of a stallion that he knew still loved him despite the tense circumstances they were experiencing. Being able to lay back and let somepony else give the pleasure for a change was a feeling that was as foreign as it was relieving. Gasping as he felt Butterbat trying to push his dick inside the zebra’s ponut, Zecora saw a deep smile on the thestral’s face. But unlike the many before, it wasn’t a smirk, but something that felt different.

“I’m about to go in, I love you,” Butterbat whispered, before pushing the tip of his dick successfully inside his zebra lover with a bit more effort. Zecora gave a deep masculine moan that threatened to be high-pitched, and even felt Butterbat’s dick twitch a little inside him. He was just like Butterscotch in that sense, very clear when something turned him on. How could some part of Butterscotch want this? Want to dominate the zebra? Why was he starting to enjoy it?

With a deep pang of pain, Zecora didn’t say the words back. It was only a few months since they had started dating, and while the two pegasi had said it to each other and Zecora many times, the zebra stud hadn’t returned the words to them. The fact that he was able to close himself off to any lovers was a feat within itself, but to reach that threshold with the two ponies he had committed himself to? He wasn’t ready, but apparently was still willing to do a lot of acts that he himself swore that he would never do. Feeling more of Butterbat’s length pushing through, it was halfway in when Zecora felt an absurdly big jolt of pleasure from a specific spot inside his backdoor. Throwing his head further back against the floor and giving a loud “GAH,” Zecora felt his face getting even more red as he started to breathe fast.

“Painful still?” Butterbat asked, and Zecora shook his head.

“This is somehow pleasure beyond what I can say,” Zecora admitted. “Understanding what it feels like to be on the other end as somepony else’s prey.”

“Ooooooh~!” Butterbat smiled. “Then I must’ve hit your p-spot then. You’ve done that to both of us many times, and I’m glad I could introduce you to the pleasure you’ll be experiencing more often~”

Before Zecora could come up with some useless protest to hide how he truly felt on the matter, Butterbat cooed gently as he slowly pushed the rest of his twitching length inside. Grunting and letting out little moans here and there, Zecora gritted his teeth to keep himself from straight up howling like a harlot. Watching his zebra sub’s facial expression contort in subtle yet glorious ways made Butterbat’s heart soar, and his desire started to increase as he pulled most of his length out and slammed it back in. The unexpected sensation caused Zecora’s eyes to shoot wide open as a loud moan came out of his muzzle. Butterbat balanced on three legs as he used one of his forehooves to caress Zecora’s face, watching as the zebra’s ears flattened from the touch.

“Why are you ahn!” Zecora yelped from the next thrust smashing his p-spot, noticing with the ability of his special vial, that he was able to comfortably fit enough of the thestral stallion’s length that there was a small imprint appearing where his stomach was. “Why be nice to me during this rut? Do you truly like having me take it up the butt?”

“Yesssssssssssssssss~” Butterbat hissed, bringing the forehoof caressing Zecora’s face back to the floor as he began rutting the zebra in earnest. He didn’t know if ever an opportunity would come again, either with Zecora or Rainbow Blitz, so he stopped thinking entirely as he gave into a powerful rutlust that surpassed what he experienced with his best friend. After all, being the first and likely only pony to ever dominate Zecora was no small accomplishment. He pistoned his hard dick in and out of Zecora’s needy ponut as the thestral’s eyes rolled to the back of his head, his long bat pony tongue rolling out and drooling all over his submissive’s face. Marking the zebra with his saliva, his pounding dick, and just his overall new presence…was a dream cum true. So much so, that Butterbat didn’t see himself being able to last long. Despite the strength that the moon gave him, it didn’t fix that he was on a rutlust about to cum.

“Yes yes yes!” Butterbat growled with each thrust, briefly glancing down to make sure Zecora was okay. With his forelegs pressed against his chest, the zebra also had his eyes unfocused and little gasps escaping here and there. But that wasn’t the best sight for Butterbat. The best sight was when he glanced further down and saw the normally dominant zebra dick flopping back and forth, pre spilling out of it even though the dick was completely untouched. It was so big, thick, and delicious having been stuck inside countless mares and stallions…but Butterbat took away Zecora’s usefulness and his masculinity for the night. Even the zebra stud’s fat balls that unloaded in many ponies sat full and unreleased, that is, until Butterbat was able to introduce to his normally dominant lover the beauty of having an orgasm with his genitals completely untouched. Promising himself that he’d at least get Zecora to cum from the p-spot pounding alone before letting himself have a fourth orgasm, Butterbat determined himself to fuck faster than any of his poundings before. Starting to use his steadily depleting moon energy to fuck Zecora even in a faster blur than he did with Rainbow Blitz in the tree, Butterbat felt time itself start to leave his grasp as each thrust bled into the next.

“OOOOOOOOOH FUCK!” Zecora screamed, unable to process the speed of which Butterbat was fucking him, only feeling a constant pounding into his p-spot that brought the orgasm that he didn’t know he was about to have crashing into him. Closing his eyes in an attempt to process the pleasure, he felt hot white ropes of his own once superior zebra seed splashing against his muzzle and chin. Landing on his chest and even as far as on his mohawk, Zecora felt used in the best way possible. He knew very well that the unnatural fucking was something that even most experienced stallions would break from, so he didn’t feel too disappointed in himself from the sudden orgasm. As soon as the last bit of his own cum spurted on his chest, Butterbat significantly slowed down his thrusts to his steady pounding for a few more times before sighing as he hilted himself inside Zecora. Looking at the ropes of Zecora’s own cum drizzled all over his face, Butterbat brought his muzzle to the zebra’s face as he licked the semen while unloading his own deep inside Zecora. Hissing with delight, Butterbat pumped shot after shot of his hot seed inside the zebra until he had no more cum to give into that orgasm. Slowly pulling his dark yellow dick out of Zecora’s gaping ponut, Butterbat snickered as he slapped his still hard cock on both of the zebra’s cutie marks.

“Now before you get to any crazy ideas of pounding me a second time,” Zecora wheezed. “I think the third round should involve me filling up your ponut with slime.”

“Should there be a third round if I technically won the last two?” Butterbat tilted his head, stepping back so he could allow Zecora to move as he wished. “I think by that logic, I’m the Master of this relationship now.”

“Now you’ve forgotten the beauty of loopholes you see,” Zecora smirked as he proceeded to wipe the thestral cum off his face. “But we never agreed to best two out of three. We just agreed to determining a winner after three rounds, which is good because my dominating skills know no bounds~”

“Now I don’t know what superpowers you possess,” Zecora continued as he got up with drying cum still painted on his chest, walking back towards his shelf of potions. “But four orgasms and a hard dick leaves me little room to guess. This isn’t a fair competition until I take potions to unleash my special skill. Let the winner of the third round take all, although something tells me my equally empowered state will bring you back into my thrall~”

Watching with a cold fear taking over his body, Butterbat witnessed Zecora take multiple vials and drink them down all at once. With the thestral not in the loop of which potion was which, and how they’d empower Zecora altogether, Butterbat squeaked as Zecora approached him and cupped the yellow femcolt’s cheek with one hoof.

“What’s the matter, Butterbat?” Zecora softly smirked as he pressed his muzzle against Butterbat’s muzzle. The yellow thestral breathing in the zebra’s scent was nearly his undoing, his nostrils struck by the most intoxicating scent. It was Zecora’s normally strong masculine musk, this time mixed in with the addicting smell of fruit that teased his thestral senses. Butterbat barely heard Zecora continue. “No longer interested in a witty chat? Well that is more than alright. What position for you feels most right?”

“Um,” Butterbat proceeded to turn his ass around and parted his soft pink tail to the side. Even though he didn’t have his normally fat pegasissy ass cheeks for the zebra to clap, his toned butt was still decently able to wiggle. Shocked at his own readiness to submit to the zebra again after the whole performance of domming both him and Rainbow Blitz, the fact of the matter sent the thestral’s mind spiraling. How could he want to both submit to a Master, and yet turn against him like he just did moments ago? None of it made sense to Butterbat, but that certainly didn’t stop the thestral from allowing Zecora to stretch out his tongue and start properly rimming his ponut. Gasping at the lovely sensation of his Master warming him up, Butterbat hummed at the circular motions he felt on his backdoor until with no warning, Zecora slipped his tongue inside. A small benefit that somehow came with the transformation, that Zecora noticed, was that the thestral’s backdoor tasted completely clean. Zecora felt completely comfortable with then sticking more of his fat tongue inside the tight walls of the thestral he intended to break all over again. And with Butterbat’s muffled moans and feminine squeaks that were nearly identical to Butterscotch’s normal sounds, Zecora suspected that it would be even easier than he hoped.

Slightly crouched down when he was rimming Butterbat, Zecora lifted one of his forehooves and smacked Butterbat’s right ass cheek harshly. Butterbat yelped, feeling his hard length that he was planning on sticking in Zecora uselessly flopping about between his legs. Despite the power that flowed through the zebra stud’s veins now, Butterbat believed that he could still win the third round and prove that he could be the Master of a once dominant zebra and a pegasissy butt slut. Then, Butterbat felt the stinging pleasure of an equally hard smack against his left cheek, before feeling his ass being smacked with more force repeatedly. Right cheek, left cheek, right cheek, left cheek…till Butterbat felt tears in his eyes from the pain. He felt less interested in trying to fuck Zecora a second time, instead thinking of a whole different strategy to win the third round. Vividly remembering how he performed with Rainbow Blitz in the shower, Butterbat gritted his teeth and steeled his resolve.

“Are you going to keep licking my asshole all night, or are you going to fuck me?” Butterbat hissed, even lightly swatting Zecora’s muzzle with his tail for good measure. Zecora pulled back, standing back up completely tall as he proceeded to mount Butterbat. Throwing his sturdy forelegs over the trembling thestral’s shoulder and pressing his muzzle against the back of Butterbat’s neck, Zecora felt his primal need as a zebra stallion to reclaim his place take over. Sure, trying the other end of sexual pleasure might’ve been all well and good, but in the positions that they were currently in, the zebra stud felt like they were in their rightful place.

“Such an attitude from somepony who assumes they’re in charge,” Zecora whispered, the lower volume in his voice somehow even more intimidating to Butterbat than if the striped stud roared. Zecora pressed the tip of cock, already stiff and erect from the beautiful effects of one of his many potions. “Now get ready for a cock that might feel a bit more large~”

Before Butterbat could ask what Zecora meant, he felt the familiar sensation of the zebra stud’s powerful bitchbreaker penetrate his backdoor. True to his word, the striped stallion’s dick felt slightly thicker than Butterbat remembered it to be. The fullness of what was only the first few inches inside him gasped Butterbat to gasp and tremble harder in his hindlegs, not ready for the devastating combination of a thicker zebra cock combined with the mysterious smell of fruit that came from his Master’s body. Feeling the zebra hit his p-spot caused a full-on shudder to run throughout the yellow thestral’s body, Butterbat gritting his sharp fangs as a “mmph” escaped from his teeth with his floofy bat pony ears flattened against his pink mane.

“I’m not even halfway inside yet!” Zecora snickered, each spurt of his hot breath on Butterbat’s neck causing the thestral to further lose himself in the sensations. “Why I sure hope you don’t break a sweat!”

With the last word, Zecora shoved the rest of his monstrous cock deep inside the incredibly tight walls of the thestral. With Butterbat’s transformation, it was like fucking a virgin without half the pain involved. Instead, what would normally be an intense amount of discomfort was instead dizzying pleasure that nearly made Butterbat cum right on the spot. Butterbat almost forgot his plan, remembering it just in time as Zecora began to pull most of his length out. Waiting till only the tip of his dark length was still inside, Butterbat continued to keep his teeth gritted as he pushed back. Attempting to move far back enough to hilt himself on Zecora’s dick, he heard the zebra chuckle.

“Trying to power bottom of all things?” Zecora laughed. “Don’t you know that I hold all the strings?”

Butterbat felt the hot shame of his zebra stud’s demeaning laugh, but refused to give in. Pulling back as much as he reasonably could with Zecora mounted over him, he proceeded to fuck himself on the zebra stud’s dick. Which if Zecora was Rainbow Blitz, would’ve worked wonders. But instead, all Zecora did was continue thrusting to meet Butterbat’s thrusts with loud thunderous plaps as the zebra’s body collided with the thestral’s ass. Merely the sensation alone of their bodies colliding was easily enough to get Butterbat to cum, but it was the smashing of his p-spot that nearly did him in. Much to his shock, Butterbat suddenly felt the beams of the moon from the window leaving him. In less than five seconds, the moon was replaced by the sun in a feat that could’ve only be explained by one pony.

“Fucking Artemis,” was the last two words that Butterbat snarled before losing the energy in his backward thrusts, and suddenly feeling the mental equivalent of being hit by a train. With the moon no longer giving him the energy he desperately needed to win the third round, the thestral wailed as his useless bouncing cock spurted ropes of seed on the dirty floor. The amount of cum that decorated Zecora’s floor was quite a lot, more than any of them would want to lick up. And Butterbat even found himself slipping on his own cum, inadvertently landing himself in a head-down-ass-up position as Zecora proceeded to absolutely pound the cum out of his femcolt.

“So it was the moon?” Zecora laughed. “Must’ve been if you’re currently singing a different tune!”

“Noooooo,” Butterbat whined, and Zecora stopped with a cold jolt throughout his body as he detected the genuine pain in the thestral’s voice. “I don’t want…everything to go back to the way it was. Please.”

Immediately pulling his dick out of Butterbat’s ponut, watching as the yellow thestral rolled onto to side and buried his face in his forehooves, Zecora took a step back, his eyes widening as he watched the bat pony that was initially fired up to dom him and Rainbow Blitz over and over again start to cry. Whimpers escaping from the thestral’s muzzle as he was shaking, Zecora felt the realization of Butterbat’s pained cry hitting him like a stack of bricks, stinging right in his heart.

You were so prideful of what it meant to be a good zebra in Zebrica’s eyes, that you never listened to his cries. He just wanted to be seen as the switch, and instead you treated him like a witch…

You didn’t love him.

You failed him.

A real stallion cries, he doesn’t leave his lover to fly away in the skies. Show something you fucking piece of shit, show him a stallion who doesn’t quit!

Feeling for the first time ever since he moved to Equestria, a tear rolling down his face, Zecora took a deep breath before walking towards Butterbat. Pressing his hoof into his lover’s shoulder, Zecora watched as Butterbat moved his forehooves away from his own face to stare at the zebra stud with watery pink eyes.

“I’m realizing what it is that you need,” Zecora explained. “And I understand now that it is not to lead. You love both to be my slave and to sate your own unique desires that you sometimes crave. And if I’m telling the truth, I was going off very rigid Zebrican traditions ingrained in me since my youth. Simply having you as a slave isn’t something that works for you, and now I know what I can do. While I’m not quite sure if I want to have my backdoor used a lot, I wouldn’t mind you riding me or power bottoming with that fat pegasus plot~”

“Y-You mean that?” Butterbat squeaked, his eyes bright as he was starting to wiggle with anticipation. Zecora decided not to answer the question with his words, instead bringing his black-furred muzzle to the thestral’s lips and kissing him. Pushing further into the kiss as he closed his eyes and hummed into the gentle lip-lock, Zecora felt a jolt of excitement as Butterbat did the same. The realization that he intended to make the two pegasissies completely blank to their own sexual desires brought a pang of guilt inside Zecora. And while Rainbow Blitz’ desires just happened to line up perfectly with what Zecora wanted, the same couldn’t be said for Butterscotch. The yellow pegasus was simply too unique and sassy to be put in a box despite the old Zecora’s efforts…

…and the new Zecora wouldn’t have it any other way.

What started out as a perfectly comforting kiss started to escalate despite the two knowing that the circumstances were a little inappropriate. Seconds into introducing tongue into the mix, the two genuinely enjoying the physical touch of one another instead of competing, their tender moment of knowing each other’s mouths intimately was interrupted by a banging at the door.

“Did it work?!” Zecora rolled his eyes as he heard a familiar country twang booming on the other side of the door. “That damn moron ate all of mah fuckin’ apples and ah’ve got a few words to share with him!”

“Applejack! Calm down!” a sharp voice spoke over Applejack, and Zecora got up as he heard Dusk Shine’s voice continue. “Sorry about that, Zecora. Are you in there? We would love to speak with you.”

“Yes I am, no need to give my door another slam,” Zecora trotted towards the door, moments away from opening it when he paused. “Uh, if I can have Applejack’s word that he saves his attitude for another day? Butterbat is going through quite a bit and I’d prefer to keep any further negativity at bay.”

“Fine, ah guess I’ll wait outside then,” Applejack growled, and with that out of the way, Zecora slowly pushed the door open. Seeing the tall Dusk Shine at the front of the four stallions, glancing over Zecora’s shoulder as he gasped, the zebra turned to see that the stallion that was Butterbat was completely transformed back into his normal self. Looking at the femcolt Butterscotch’s striped body and fat butt still drenched in zebra cum despite him turning back, Zecora felt a crashing relief that Butterbat was no more. Seeing Butterscotch completely passed out from the overstimulation, a gentle smile on his face, Zecora turned to the four stallions at the door. There was Dusk Shine, his jaw dropped and his face red as he was still staring at Butterscotch laying in his own pool of cum. Bubble Berry was grinning from ear to ear, jumping up and down at the safety and return to his friend’s normal form, while Elusive had a gentle smile on his face. Applejack, who remained in the back of the group, briefly glanced at Butterscotch before huffing and looking away.

“Still doesn’t change that my apples were all eaten,” Applejack pointed out.

“I’ll make sure all three of us compensate you,” Zecora reassured the farm pony. “So rest assured you will receive what is due. I thank the four of you for going all the way to Canterlot to make sure Solaris and Artemis fixed this, now my beautiful Butterscotch can now enjoy unfiltered bliss.”

“Of course, and thank you,” Dusk Shine gave a brief bow, before tilting his head. “Although, I think Artemis and Eris were going to make a quick stop tomorrow to check up on Butters. They both seemed very worried about him.”

“I understand, and thank you for telling me what they have planned,” Zecora told the Prince of Friendship. “Is there anything else I should be aware of? I believe I owe my Butters here a lot of love.”

“Looks like ya gave it to him already,” Applejack pointed out with a twitch of his muzzle.

“Applejack!” Elusive glared at the orange earth pony behind him.

“What? It’s true,” Applejack shrugged, being the first one to turn his tail to the hut as he steadily trotted away. “Well, I guess I’ll be seeing you again in the next few weeks.”

“Of course,” Zecora affirmed the farm pony’s statement, even though Applejack was long out of sight by the time he did. Glancing at the three stallions left, Zecora began to walk backwards into his hut. “Now all of you know I fixed this right at the source. Go and have a long sleep, while me and my pegasi lovers sleep in one big heap.”

Dusk Shine nodded, turning around and stretching out his wings over Elusive and Bubble Berry in order to get the other stallions to also turn around and trot off with the alicorn. Closing the door once he knew the rest of the Elements of Harmony were no longer lingering, Zecora took a deep breath as he rushed over to his shelf. Picking up a yellow vial and popping off the cork, Zecora quickly gulped down the contents as it rushed to his painfully erect cock. Having drank all kinds of aphrodisiacs, Zecora wasn’t ready for Butterbat to turn back into Butterscotch and pass out before the zebra even came once. Fortunately, the potion that he just drank nullified most of the effects he had subjected himself to, allowing his large cock to go flaccid so he didn’t feel more aroused than a prostitute getting gangbanged. Gasping as he placed the empty vial with the others, Zecora took a deep breath as he rushed past the cauldron and to Butterscotch. Managing to lift the yellow femcolt onto his back and shoulders despite Butterscotch being considerably heavier due to his fat cheeks, Zecora trotted down the hallway and into the bedroom the three shared. With Rainbow Blitz properly tucked in the blankets on one side, Zecora walked to the other side of the bed and placed Butterscotch on the other side. Despite the weight of Butterscotch, Zecora was able to readjust the yellow pegasus so he was resting against Rainbow Blitz, tucked in the blankets.

Considering everything that had happened, there was no sleep for the zebra stud to be had. He had just realized that everything he had grown up to believe in, about himself and how he should run his relationships as a zebra stud, had been little more than smoke and mirrors. Sure, it was true that he was naturally an adonis to be worshiped and praised, but it didn’t mean treating ponies as if they were less than when it came to their own needs. Everypony was equally important at the end of the day, and what Zecora needed most was a walk into Ponyville and a lot of time to think while his femcolts that he took for granted got their much needed rest.

Exiting the hut and locking the door to ensure the protection of his sweet ponies while he was out, Zecora took a deep breath as he galloped out of the forest. There was a lot on his to do list, and the zebra stud was determined to get everything done.

It was the least he could do for his beloveds.

Souls Searched

Author's Note

Contains memories of lewd events in prior chapters, detailed dildos, and overall just a romantic epilogue. Hope you all enjoyed the story!

Souls Searched

Feeling his eyes fluttering open, staring at the familiarity of Zecora’s room and feeling the crusty sensation of dry cum in his fur, Butterscotch groaned as he looked to the other pony in the bed. With Rainbow Blitz beside him, but no Zecora, Butterscotch’s eyes flashed open fully as he prodded the blue pegasus awake. Staring at Rainbow Blitz’ bright pink eyes also fluttering open, Butterscotch felt his heart skip a beat as he nearly forgot what he was waking up his coltfriend for.

“Where’s Zecora?” Butterscotch asked. “Is he okay? Last night was a huge blur, but I remember bits and pieces of it.”

“Thank Solaris you do!” Rainbow Blitz’ ears perked up as he stood up on the bed, his rainbow tail swishing from side to side. “Because great stars, that was the best fucking of my entire life! I never thought I could enjoy two studs spitroasting me. But…oh fuck.”

Rainbow Blitz glanced down at his growing dark blue erection, before looking back at Butterscotch’s wide eyes with a nervous grin and red face. Butterscotch remembered when he had made his coltfriend cum over and over again with Zecora, and would’ve been happy to fool around with the blue pegasus had they not been decorated in dry cum.

“Yuck,” Butterscotch whispered as he looked at his own dirty fur, before glancing back up at Rainbow Blitz. “C’mon Blitz, we really should clean ourselves in the shower and then put all these blankets and sheets in the wash.”

“Oh fine,” Rainbow Blitz rolled his eyes as he jumped off the bed, walking into the bathroom on the other side of the bedroom. With Butterscotch getting up and following his coltfriend, memories of when they showered all those months ago rose to the surface. His power bottoming that fateful day was the turning point to Rainbow Blitz discovering his rightful place, and he was happy that Zecora was finally understanding what the yellow femcolt wanted. Following Rainbow Blitz into the shower stall and watching as the blue pegasus turned on the hot water, Butterscotch let out a happy moan at the deeply satisfying sensation of the water landing on his sore muscles and washing the dry cum off his body.

With Rainbow Blitz glancing at Butterscotch over his shoulder with heart eyes, taking a bar of soap in his wing as he enticed his best friend by clapping his considerably fat ass cheeks, it left Butterscotch unable to act. While he wanted to climb atop the blue pegasus and rail him at least half as good as last night, his length was back to below average and his ass was too ridiculously fat to dom Rainbow Blitz properly. Just when Butterscotch was about to turn down his best friend, he heard a voice in the distance.

“Are you two showering without me?” The deep and sonorous voice tickled Butterscotch’s heart in all the right places, and Butterscotch couldn’t help but jump and squeak with a big smile in the direction of the bedroom.

“Zecora!” Butterscotch rejoiced, and even Rainbow Blitz forgoed his initial seduction of the yellow pegasus beside him to grin at their zebra Master. “Why weren’t you in bed with us?”

“Truth be told, I had a lot of soul-searching to do,” Zecora admitted as he walked into the open shower stall, closing it and leaving the three of them comfortably fitting in the space. “And I can confidently say that my body, mind, and spirit grew. I wandered around many areas in and out of town, lifting myself up when I was feeling down. In Zebrica, being a stallion meant enforcing your authority whether it be with the same or opposite sex. But I’m coming to understand that being in charge of you two will be far more complex. I’m willing to continue learning if you both let me, and I hope all the gifts I got you two will bring a little glee.”

“Gifts?!” Rainbow Blitz squealed, flapping his wings and spraying shower water everywhere in the stall as he grinned from ear to ear. “I’d love to see!”

Even though the blue pegasus’ powerful energy was contagious, it was Butterscotch’s answer that Zecora waited for with bated breath. Butterscotch kept a blank expression for a few seconds too long, almost to tease his Master. But eventually taking the soap from Rainbow Blitz and speed-washing himself, he tossed the bar of soap back to his smirking coltfriend before looking at Zecora and winking at him.

“C’mon then~” Butterscotch giggled. “Let’s hurry up here and see what you brought.”

Walking into the main room where the cauldron was, Zecora and the pegasissies following him were all sparkly clean and smelling fresh as both Rainbow Blitz and Butterscotch had a wing resting on their Master’s back. With Zecora in the middle of the two, he got to see them both gasp at the sight before them. The simple bouquet of roses and chocolates at the front door was standard, and Zecora was aware that any stallion with half a brain could do such a gesture, but it was the toys on each side of the room that truly set the scene.

With the sex toy that represented his dick on one side of the room, the corner that Rainbow Blitz normally used to pleasure himself with Zecora’s dick replica, another toy was attached to a spot on the floor directly across from it. With a custom-made dark yellow dildo that was ten inches long with various fake veins and ridges, Butterscotch’s jaw dropped as he watched Zecora slip away from their winged embrace and trot towards the dark yellow dildo.

“Perhaps I could properly give bottoming a try from time to time?” Zecora shrugged. “Or I could just brew up a potion to shrink the size of your butt and make your dick big again, I have a tough time coming up with a proper rhy-mmph?!”

Butterscotch galloped towards Zecora, quickly closing the distance between them as he moved his head up and kissed his zebra Master deeply. Watching as Zecora relaxed into the kiss, closing his eyes with his ears flattening against his fur, Butterscotch then closed his eyes as tears slipped down his face. The fact that his zebra stud, despite being faced with the embarrassment of his homeland, was more than willing to change his rigid ways to make him happy, meant more than words could ever describe. The yellow femcolt didn’t feel like he had to hide himself anymore, and looked forward to speaking to Artemis and Eris again to assure them that everything had worked out the way he wanted it to.

Butterscotch moaned into the kiss as he felt Rainbow Blitz rubbing his muzzle against the yellow femcolt’s neck with a gentle hum, and knew that with Zecora’s relaxed demeanor, there would be way more fun to be had from now on. He hadn’t just gained an understanding and flexible Master, but he was rewarded with a completely new and fresh dynamic with his best friend. And best of all, Zecora didn’t have to worry about any more secrets. His femcolts were more bright-eyed and energetic than ever, and the adonis had learned a very valuable lesson. Pulling back from Butterscotch, Zecora then pressed his lips against Rainbow Blitz’ lips. The zebra stud’s heart fluttered, knowing now he had the chance to be the Master that he wanted to be, and not the one that Zebrica said he should be.

Out of his homeland and into the loving and forgiving wings of his femcolts, Zecora knew he was truly in his rightful place…