Author's Note

Not finding any Editors sadly, so I decided to just push out the chapter. If anyone of you sees an error, please feel free to comment on it. Other than that, enjoy.

Edit: Now I found someone who will edit it.

Bonus Chapter 2: Good Ending

“You ready?” Scootaloo asked with a grin as their group was approaching an unsuspecting player. She wore some black spats and a simple tube top over her body. A sporty but also suggestive outfit. Especially with that purple micro skirt and those snet stockings on her four legs.

“Sure are. This one looks like he is loaded!” Apple Bloom piqued up, looking at the stallion player they were approaching. Her own outfit were some form fitting daisy dukes that rode up into her ass like panties, as well as a skimpy red checkered top that was bound together at her chest. The daisy dukes had two round shapes cut out of them to show off her small teats.

“Let’s buy some ice cream after this!” Sweetie Belle squeaked with great enthusiasm. She was clad in a purple shimmering with amethyst dust encrusted dress that looked luxurious. Just like the make-up with purple eyeshadow and lipstick.

“Ice cream? Let’s rather buy some video games after we transfer the money outside,” the orange pegasus countered with a roll of her eyes.

“Psst! You will blow your cover, idiots!” the fourth one in their group pointed out. It was none other than Rumble, or Tumble like he liked to go by in the game. A feminine name for a feminine colt in game. Like many other minors, he ended up getting fucked, giving him a new outlook in life.

As such it was only natural that he wore a red skimpy dress that left his back free now with two red scrunchies giving him two pigtails. One that went from the middle of his head in a curve framing and covering a bit of his right eye and one further to the left that went in a curve around the left side of his face. It did make him look like a very attractive filly, more so than even the others of the Cutie Mark Cumdumpsters group, much to Sweetie’s chagrin, and that attractiveness was his greatest weapon.

What Tumble said had its merit too as the three fillies were currently cloaked and could only be seen by the members of their party, making them invisible to others.

The fillies kept their mouths shut after that reprimand, especially as they were drawing close to their target.

It was a stocky purple stallion with gray mane and a cyan mages robe with white blouse, dark blue suit jacket and orange bow. Gladmane.

With sashaying hips and a seductive smile she greeted him. “Hey there, sir. How about we have some nice PVP? I need to make some coin right now as I am broke.

Gladmane looked on in interest at the young foal approaching him. “What? A young filly? Why should I bother fighting you if you have nothing…then again,” he said, annoyance melting away as he got a better look at the pegasus. A clear Slut class.

He had heard the rumors about this being a free for all with the possibilities to indulge in every little taboo. And that taboo stood right in front of him now. A delicious little morsel and extremely attractive to boot! He knew it was worth it to spend all those bits to attract her kind!

“...We can certainly come to an agreement. You will be my slave for the day if I win. And if I lose, you get your desired loot and coin. Deal?”

“Deal!” Tumble cried out excitedly, only for his expression to turn into a predatory grin, as his friends uncloaked, showing off their numerical advantage and showing off their plan.

A plan that was an exploit. PVP can be done no matter how high the difference in team members is. And the cloaking spell did well to hide that, making for an ideal way to swindle players out of their belongings. A rather mean, but lucrative tactic as it wasn’t fixed yet, so naturally the CMC decided to go for it after recruiting Tumble to their ranks.

Gladmane’s cocky grin faded to one of trepidation as soon as the other fillies were revealed.

“Get him!” Scootaloo screamed out in a battle cry as the four foals instantly tackled him to the ground, before he could do anything.

While he might have been able to beat Tumble, there was no way for him to beat all four of these slutty fillies.

‘SEXUAL GRAPPLE’ appeared above the stallion with little hearts floating around the term, showing they managed to incapacitate him in one fell swoop. Gladmane sputtered in some confusion as something was sitting on his lips. His eyes needed a moment for him to adjust before he could see Scootaloo sitting on his muzzle, humping against it, while still wearing her spats. But with how thin the material was, it was easy for him to feel exactly what he was pressing against. He moaned, maw opening and tongue lapping across those cameltoed folds.

And while the earth pony knew that it was bad, he at the same time thanked Celestia for having some cute toned brat like her on his muzzle. So he decided to get as much use out of it as he could. His mouth clamped down on that fillyhood, tongue viciously lashing against it and sucking her juices out, right through the fabric. It was a bit irritating that he didn’t have direct contact, but sadly, his tongue didn’t manage to breach through the spats.

Not that he was sad for long as he noticed two warm mois spots on his forelegs which were stretched out away from his body. They were pinned by Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom. And the former was wearing nothing under her dress as she grinded her pussy on him! The farm filly meanwhile was fast enough in her tackle to discard the daisy dukes, giving him a full nude pussy experience on his left foreleg too.

“Jeeze. Ya not going to give this fella a good taste of yer goods, Scootaloo?” Apple Bloom questioned with a raised brow, making her chuckle and shake her head.

“Nah. He got to earn it first,” she teased, riding his face, while Gladmane winnied as he felt another muzzle on his heavy nutsack. It was getting nuzzled and slobbered over. Enough so that by the time this filly took one of those in her mouth, his shaft flopped out of his sheath and onto her head. Considering only Tumble was unaccounted for, the stallion knew exactly who was playing with his goods.

“Wow…she is, mpfh! Going for it. Normally you wouldn’t believe he is a colt,” Sweetie mentioned, eying the eager foal.

“A COLT?!” Gladmane sputtered out, but it was too muffled to understand it very well.

“Ah! Fuck! A real screamer, aren’t you?” Scootaloo said with a shiver, while the other pegasus popped the ball out of his mouth, glaring at Sweetie Belle.

“Did you have to say that I was a colt? I identify as a filly here, remember. Not to mention that newbies like him will be more reluctant to do me because of what I got there.”

“It slipped me,” the unicorn defended, only for Tumble to scoff.

“You are just jealous again that every pony and their mother flirts with me and ignores you.”

“AM NOT!”

“Sure you aren’t. Now be a dear and shut up, so I can make him hot for me instead of for you,” the pegasus filly dismissed her, making Sweetie Belle fume and grumble to herself as her hip humps were a lot more aggressive.

“Hey! Don’t even try to get soft!” Tumble chastises, noticing that the hard cock was a bit less hard after that exchange, something that made her growl as she jerked it. The skillful hoof motions are much more refined than his own when he has some alone time, causing him to involuntarily moan.

“You know, only colts know what other stallions like. And I am a filly at heart, so you can still be attracted to me besides that. You would never even have suspected that I don’t have a fillyhood either. So…I will make sure to turn you gay for me.”

It was a promise and one that was followed with a mouth swallowing his tip right up and making him squirm. That soft pink tongue swirled around it, pre instantly spurting as he moaned more, slowly turning to putty in the colt’s capable hooves.

He was only going for the tip with his lips and masturbated the rest of his length with both of his hooves and yet, this was much better than any blowjob he ever had. And he had many, back when he could accept bribes in Los Pegasus from talents that wanted their own show.

Again Gladmane thanked Celestia as his reluctance was melting away with each second he felt that colt fellating and stroking him with fervor. It hardly mattered if this was a colt with how attractive and filly-like he was. So he would happily take it. The jerking of his rod and spraying of precum on Tumble’s tongue made her hum approvingly. Her greedy small maw sucked the delicious stallion juices down eagerly, before she popped it out.

“See? This isn’t so bad, is it now? As a reward for accepting me, I will make you feel really good,” the crossdressing colt purred, before opening his lips wide again and swallowing the tip. Only that it didn’t end there as he pressed further. There was a slight gagging sound as the entrance of his throat was hit, before it gave way and with a moist ‘gulp’ sound the hard dark rod was swallowed hole.

The earth pony groaned heavily into Scootaloo’s spats, making her tiny wings flutters as she bit her lips.

“F-Fuck. You know what? I think you are ready for a treat,” she acquiesced, her cute plot lifting from his face, only for her to slip those spats down a bit and reveal her dark orange winking slit and pucker to him. The former was set upon his mouth after a moment, dripping wetly onto it. And even while Gladmane felt like he was lost in pleasure from Tumble’s gullet encompassing each inch of his rod as she kissed his crotch lewdly, he had a go at the tasty filly parts Scootaloo had offered to him.

His tongue went right into those parting folds, lavishing the pliable pink walls with many tongue swipes and suckles.

“Mmmmph~ Damn… He knows how to eat pussy!” the pegasus filly exclaimed happily, making the two fillies at his hooves look on in envy. They grinded harder against his hooves, making them even more of a mess as they were leaking.

“N-Next time, Ah want a turn!” Apple Bloom voiced.

“No, me!” Sweetie Belle squeaked.

Tumble meanwhile was noisily slurping on his rod, little mouth getting into a rhythm after the first time her lips touched his crotch. She did it with no trouble at all too, showing again her experience in that field as her head dutifully bobbed up and down. The way her tongue wiggled along his underside made it only better.

Though as the bickering started, she pulled off the slick shining rod.

“Stop it. Both of you will get enough fun. This isn’t the only time we do it. I said it before, we take turns,” Tumble chastised with a huff, before going right back to what he had been doing. The fillies grumbled a bit, but acquiesced as they simply focused on getting off.

The large horsecock was easily disappearing inside of Tumble again by then with a nice big bulge showing up on his throat. Not that Gladmane could see it, but he imagined it. Imagined how that little slut was moving his head to get him off.

And after only a minute of this, he felt like he would be ready to blow, but Tumble had different plans as right before he could, her head pulled back, making his dick flop out, throbbing hard. He then put one hoof on the tip, pressing down on it, while another squeezed at the base of his dick.

“No. You are not allowed to cum yet. But instead, I want you to save it up for the main course. My cute little ass. That is what you want after all, isn’t it? Those cute little flanks on your massive bitch taming cock?” the light gray pegasus colt hotly breathed out. And the way that pole tried to bob and how Gladmane groaned into Scootaloo’s pussy was enough confirmation in itself.

So with a smirk Tumble turned around. His legs hooked over the cock, effectively sitting on it with his small package as he shuddered at the sheer size of that thing.

“O-Oh yeah. You will be a lot of fun~” he said, sliding and stepping forward until the tip went past his balls and to his behind. Before it could jerk up and away from his pucker, the small pegasus did apply pressure, pushing his behind against the tip and prodding it against his sphincter.

That skimpy dress was lifted up a tad as the cock forced it out of the way while he pushed harder, relaxing his little ring. And then after a moment it stretched around it.

Tumble moaned as that thick fat slab of horsecock worked itself into his bowels. Slowly but insistently did his little hooves step back, wanting to feel him as deep as he could go. His anal walls were so full as it hit his prostate, making his tiny dark package twitch. Not that it could get hard as he had crammed it in a pink chastity cage, very much embracing his femininity fully.

Either way, with how big the difference in size was, it was no surprise that the dick jutted out of him a bit as the large outline could be seen on his belly. A testament to how filling of a cock it was. Of course, this fullness made it only better, as his obscenely spread ring made contact with Gladmane’s crotch.

The femcolt wasn’t taking any breaks as his movement reversed, quickly popping the medial ring back out as his ass moved, before slipping it back in as he hilted it. Considering his small size, he could only move his hips so much, meaning he couldn’t pull out to the tip fully before sheathing it again. But the movements he could do were still more than enough to get the job done and if any anal slut knew how to get the job done, it was Tumble.

His adorable ass gyrated against him in a circular motion. This flowing motion helped greatly in making the dick scrape against many different parts of his insides as it intensified the sensations both for the cock wearing stud and the boypussy colt that was performing it.

Gladmane was delirious. His entire world was pleasure, with three pussies grinding against his face and forelegs and an incredibly talented hooker colt on his most sensitive area. He wouldn’t last long like this. But even with his hazy mind, he was doing some pretty goog tongue work, as it swiped inside of Scootaloo’s vaginal walls, teasing and tasting them to his fullest.

Naturally, she was the first to cum from this, her high-pitched underage moans becoming louder and louder, before reaching a crescendo. With his mouth fully clamped around her hole, he could feel and taste how her filly juices splashed inside of it. The earth pony eagerly gulped it down, like it was the most delicious nectar as the pegasus filly arched her back and went wild on top of him. Her small thighs pressed together against his face, locking him in place as she was riding out her strong high until she was done.

“Ooooh…fuck. That was good,” she said, stumbling off of him, only for Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle rushing his face. They pressed into each other and he could feel her pussies both squishing together on his lips as they demanded his attention.

“H-Hey! My turn!” Sweetie Belle protested.

“Sharing is caring, ya know!” Apple Bloom countered, not willing to move an inch. And considering she was an earth pony, she definitely would have the upper hoof in this.

Any further argument was put on hold as Gladmane indeed lapped over both slids, from left to right, making the whorish fillies shudder.

“L-Let’s turn around, so his tongue can drag better and faster over us,” the farm filly suggested and her friend this time did not protest. That one lick already did feel nice after all.

Some position adjustment and Gladmane could lick from down to up, going over those marshmallowy soft folds over the more firm and well formed lips of the farm filly.

They both held each other in an embrace moaning as Gladmane happily licked them hurriedly. Obviously, because Tumble was still on his dick, milking it with all his might.

And while the earth pony would have loved for the fillies to cum first, the constant wet slap of colt ass meeting his crotch was simply too much to take.

He could only hold back for another minute as the pegasus slut got faster and faster, stretched small ass swallowing his shaft and massaging it expertly.

Not that Tumble was unaffected as he by now was moaning just as happily as Scootaloo did, trying to time his own high with the stallion’s. His prostate got a nice constant barrage of pleasure attacks, so it was easy enough to get there, but not as easy to hold back. The massive shaft indeed was as great if not greater than the crossdressing colt imagined.

And in the end, he had to surrender to it. Right as Gladmane reached his peak and his cock pulsed inside the feminine pegasus’s ass, did Tumble cum as well. The first volley of hot jizz on his anal walls announced his much smaller load as well, as it squirted onto the ground through the cage he was wearing.

Long drawn out moans followed, his tongue hanging out as those small hips gave much faster, but shorter erratic strokes, trying to milk the cock as much as his own ecstasy to the fullest.

Gladmane groaned happily into the fillyhoods, making them vibrate with the sound as his rod kept shooting out its precious baby batter. Tumble’s belly was expanding with the volume of the load. Understandable, giving the clear size difference too between an adult stallion and a small foal.

By the time the pegasus stopped humping, he was full, belly very much looking pregnant as his dick as well as the stallion’s tapered off.

At the same time the fillies cried out, grinding into the moaning muzzle beneath them as they were relieved to be led into their own climax.

More juices sprayed shortly afterwards as Gladmane’s muzzle became even more stained by the translucent lust they were emitting. They writhed on top of him, hugging each other even tighter as the stimulation was tingling their sensitive underdeveloped minds. And before long, they were all spent.

The purple earth pony was still dizzy by the time the fillies got off his face. Daisy dukes were pulled up, while Scootaloo already had done so with her spats some time ago as they glowed happily from the refreshing fuck session.

“This cum will turn into some good mana,” Tumble spoke up with a satisfied sigh, small body slowly walking forward and letting that white stained cock slip out of him. He whined some as the flared tip dragged some of his anal walls out, before he was freed, making him pant. A hoof reached back, stuffing it in quickly, not wanting to waste anymore time.

“Enchanted gems are rad. Too bad our bodies can’t hold too much sperm. Otherwise we could make more bits with it. Not that it matters…as it is time for looting,” Scootaloo supplied sinisterly.

Gladmane’s ears perked up, eyes noticing the four foals gathered around him, all with devious smirks and grins.

“Now…let’s see what you got. Using my ass isn’t cheap after all~” Tumble cackled and the earth pony had only enough time to squeal in distress as the foals descended on him, stripping him of his most cherished items.

Tumble hummed happily after walking along with the fillies. Dimensional pockets filled with plenty of loot and bits after their successful PVP fight.

“This was a great devious lick. He really did have everything we could ask for. You have a good eye for that, Sweetie Belle. Just like your sister,” the colt compliments, making her smile proudly.

“Thank you. I do know my way around. I hope Button and Tender are successful too,” she said, gazing up thoughtfully.

“They should be. While their activity is more illegal, Button has quite the mouth on him, you should know that yourself,” Scootaloo pointed out, making the white filly blush, recalling the times in-game the feminine colt had hung between her legs. If it felt anywhere near as good for a male as it did for her, they would be fine.

And indeed. They reached the alley at the outside of the market and could see both Button Mash and Tender Taps were already there, with the former still having some white spunk in his lips.

“Nice~ Looks like everything turned out well too for you?” Scootaloo asked as Tender stepped forward.

The orange furred colt with a purple long mane that was done in a ponytail gave a confident nod. He wore some heavy make-up with purple lipstick and a white and purple cheerleading outfit. Mini skirt, belly free top with ‘OPEN FOR BUSINESS’ printed on it, a white string thong, as well as some pom poms on hooked to the skirt for the time he needed to use them.

“Without any problems. Button was so good at blowing the traveling NPC merchant that I could easily snatch many items unnoticed. Anyway, I am glad to see you managed as well.”

“We did have the numbers for it, so it was no problem at all,” Apple Bloom reassured, hips sashaying over with a seductive smirk. “Good thing Button took the lead though. You still do suck at sucking~” she teased, poking his side and making his cheeks flush.

“G-Give me a break. Unlike you and him, I wasn’t a part of the Beta Testers. And I think I have come far for my first week. You turned me bi for cocks practically on the first day. It isn’t easy to adjust to that immediately,” he defended, making her chuckle.

“Ya, Ah know. Just teasing. You did well.”

“I gave him some tips, so he can try and exercise it today at the market,” Button meanwhile suggested.

The colt was wearing a green virgin killer sweater that very tantalizingly revealed and propped up his brown plush ass cheeks. It did draw attention to it easily. For underwear he had little more than white c-string, so there weren’t any underwear stripes on his hips, making it very much look as if he was going commando. His mane was done in two short pigtails.

He got make-up on him too. Red lipstick that made his face look all the more inviting, even with drool and precum still smeared around it from his last blowjob.

“Good thinking. We might as well continue while we have the momentum. How about some devious licks, while merchants are distracted with him learning to blow? That is the safest bet around. Each item taken from an NPC shop is immediately duplicated, meaning we don’t have to fear any consequences as long as no pony notices what we are doing,” Scootaloo agrees, while Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom are grinning as well.

“This means I can finally have some fun as well,” Sweetie Belle piqued up.

“Not until Ah had a go!”

The cock hungry fillies were about to but heads again, but Scootaloo interrupted them.

“Stop it. You both will get it. But we should let Tender first. He needs it the most.”

“Well…Ah can agree with that,” Apple Bloom nodded with Sweetie Belle agreeing a moment later.

“Fiiiiiine…”

“Okay. So the plan would be that we cover for each other. Two service a stallion, cock and balls. Or ass if the second in command of pleasure giving fancies that. One will go for the shelves and the rest of us keep a lookout and cover them with our bodies. Sounds good?” Tumble asked, formulating a plan.

“We are six. Why not have two be lookout and two stealing things?” Sweetie Belle suggested, as the orange pegasus filly mulled that over as well.

“To minimize risk, right? While I would love just taking everything with two as that would be faster, it would be problematic if we actually got caught. I want to say fuck safety and go faster, but I do understand your reasoning,” she acquiesced, even while not sounding the happiest about it.

Tumble gave her a peck on the lips with a smile, making her cheeks flush as she pushed him away with a hoof instantly.

“Not in front of the others!” she hissed with some annoyance as she heard some giggles coming from them.

“No objections…so Tender starts with cock polishing duty?” Button asked, wanting to know who would do what.

“Right. Yes, we do that. Apple Bloom is support. Next shop, Sweetie Belle can go for it and have the cock with you as support, Button. We can switch things up so everypony gets a cock turn. Both of us get to the end of that line, simply by virtue of having had one earlier.”

“I am fast and nimble, so I will take over the goods part, while the rest covers for me,” Scootaloo threw in, stretching her legs with a cocky grin.

“It is decided then. Let’s fill our pockets with every item the market has to offer!” Tumble cheered, lifting his hoof up for a hoof bump. The other five happily met it, cheering as well.

“YEAH!”

The first shop was easily decided upon. Abioye’s Potion Shop with a zebra stallion NPC as the owner.

Potions went for a high price and had all sorts of effect, ranging from temporary stat boosts to even permanent stat boosts. They could use some of the stolen goods to increase their proficiency, while selling the others.

It was perfect, but also harder to pull off.

Unlike other shops, shops with higher valued goods usually had them locked off. Scootaloo was trained for this though, as she did switch to the Thief occupation before and had therefore learned a Lockpicking skill.

This made her perfect for this and so it started.

To not arouse suspicion they came in split up. First was the blowjob group with Tender Taps and Apple Bloom.

Polite greetings were exchanged as they took in the layout of the shop. Wooden floor and shelves build into the building on the left and right side. On those rested many potions sorted by category. From Offensive, Defensive, Breeding and Temporary, literally all could be found here.

Aside from Permanent which was of course behind the counter and zebra owner on the shelves. All shelves were locked with glass windows and a key needed to unlock it.

The glass front itself was covered by some purple drapes, giving it some privacy. They did know it showed off some potions there as well as some lewd advertisements, but considering they could get the same potions in the shop while being much more inconspicuous, they would forgo those.

For now both walk up to the counter, Tender feeling a bit more shy as he looks up at the large male, while Apple Bloom took over the talking.

“Hey there, big guy. How about giving us recovery potions for free. His mouth on yer cock. Mine on yer ass. What do ya say?”

The farm filly really was not wasting any time, making the colt wonder if he would be that confident about this stuff as well, given enough time.

“Hm…Depends on how good you are. I will give you one. And maybe another one or two extra, depending on how good you are,” the large zebra told them, pointing down to beneath the counter, though the yellow filly shook her head, pointing to in front of them.

“No need to hide us away. We would love to give everypony that might come in a show~” she purred seductively.

The zebra mulled it over for a mere moment, before grinning and walking around the counter and back to the front. He goes on his hind legs, leaning against the counter, presenting his massive black balls and black shaft that went past his knees. Bigger than Gladmane even, showing that this NPC was very virile. The sheer size was as intimidating as it could get for a horsecock. Even more so for small foals like them.

Tender Taps gulped. While he knew, he would be able to take it…the rational part of his mind protested that ridiculous notion.

The zebra raised a teasing brow at him. “What? Need your marefriend to show you how it’s done?” he asked, getting him out of his stupor as his mouth flapped open a few times, trying to form words.

“Um, nooooo. I will get to it,” he finally answered, while Bloom patted his back.

“Ya can do it. Just start nice and slow the first minute and then slam it all down!”

Her hoof had pulled back from his back, just so she could smack it in her other hoof after sitting down. And while it was meant well, he wasn’t sure he could manage.

Except he knew that he had to. He had little time before the others came in and Apple Bloom pretty much just now covertly told him to hurry up.

The orange earth pony bobbed his head in understanding. “...Will do.”

A bright smile was aimed at him in return by her. It made him smile too as it heart fluttered a bit. And then his eyes settled back on the dick…making his heart flutter a bit more.

Apple Bloom was totally turning him into a total boyslut. But at least he could eat her out later for it. A fair trade off…

…He thinks.

So, seeing how his time was running out, he knew he had less than a minute to take it slow now. He steeled his resolve, standing on his hind legs, with his fore legs getting on the studs thighs. His muzzle met that thick zebra cock, whiffing in the musk it was emanating.

Before coming here, he had no idea how intoxicating being gay for fat cocks could be. His tongue pushed out of his mouth and he started to let it trail around the tip, to at least lube that one up, before swallowing it down. As he was in a hurry, so were his movements. He hoped the shop owner wouldn’t read too much into it.

Luckily, he didn’t. His attention was solely on the femcolt that was servicing him, though the farm filly was not idle either as she got behind under him and spread his ass cheeks. She dove straight in, pushing that tongue up his pucker and eating him out messily.

A grunt escaped his lips and a big blob of pre spurted against Tender’s forehead, who squeaked out in surprise. “Fuuuuck. Your filly knows her way around, doesn’t she?”

“She does,” Tender agreed, blushing heavily as he heard those wet noisy slurps, but also at the hot precum that made him shudder in lust. He went back to the dick rather quickly and then after giving it a few more licks, to ensure it was properly slobbered up, opened his small mouth wide.

His tongue lit up at the taste of the leftover pre on it as he slowly encompassed the flared head. He could feel his jaw straining as it was made to open wide. Wider than it had before, considering the dicks he had sucked weren’t quite as thick as this. Still pretty thick though and considering he had set the settings for it low, the pain he would have felt was merely a slightly uncomfortable feeling and not enough to trump the taste. That was a good thing, considering he needed to hurry up.

He pushed, gagging as it hit the back of his throat, before cramming it in. The bulge showed on his throat, giving him a rather lewd look as he consumed more and more of this meaty rod.

“Ooh. Atta boy. Nice and deep~” the zebra purred, happily letting him swallow it all.

The encouragement and slight praise was nice for Tender to hear, making his head turn a bit more red as another inch sank in. He worked himself to the medial ring by then, almost there as half the dick had gone inside of him.

It is then that the bell rang and the other four came in. They made sure to act surprised as the zebra waved them off.

“I am busy, but you can browse until I am done,” he promised them. “Of course how long I am occupied depends on how fast this little guy is~”

“Quite the sight,” Tumble said with a giggle.

“The dick or the foal?” Sweetie Belle asked.

“Both~”

They made sure to really sell it as, while Scootaloo shrugged and nonchalantly went to browse the wares, showing a clear disinterest in it. As Sweetie Belle and Tumble went closer to watch them, Button went to act like he was looking around too.

A perfectly synchronized play as two foals acted like interested onlookers, while Button kept his eyes open and Scootaloo looted. All while the other two were servicing the zebra shop owner.

The stud groaned, leaning back and thrusting as soon as Tender’s lips met his base in an obscene kiss. The grinding of hips against his face made it even more debaucherous, just as Apple Bloom did, hugging his thighs and burying his muzzle deeper into his ass as she ate it out with gusto.

They were doing a good job, while Scootaloo opened up the glass vitrine behind the counter after having successfully sneaked into it. Her lock picking skills made quick work of any hindrance. And as soon as the glass door slid open, did she grab those round bottles and throw them into her dimensional space bag.

Mild flashes went off as magic replaced the potions and she made sure to take quite a lot of them from each different type. And while her speed was fast, her steps were quiet, wings helping her as she jumped up to the higher glass shelves. While she couldn’t fly, she could slow her fall as well as speed her jumping ascent, making her movements fluid.

Another compartment opened and more bottles flew in her pocket, all while Tender bobbed his head back and forth, while Apple Bloom did the same with her tongue, punching the small appendage in to giving the owner’s behind a nice tongue thrusting.

His arousal gushed from his tip down into the orange colt’s belly as he sucked the superior male off. And he was superior. Tender couldn’t help but admire the girth as well as the length and flavor of this shaft. His own was so inadequate compared to it, making this feel even more right to him.

With how great the cock was, he couldn’t even blame Apple Bloom for worshiping it over his own small package. He was more like a girl with a clit really. Another reason to really go at it as my mouth slammed back and forth fiercely.

Obviously, even with that eagerness, it wasn’t the easiest of tasks. He still gagged and choked slightly at the unused feeling, but overall was doing a rather great job, showing off a real talent in cocksucking. The zebra could appreciate that too as he moaned loudly.

“Oh fuck…Both of you do definitely know your way around. I think I will only last another minute like this!” he announced, feeling both small muzzles suckle away at his sensitive areas.

Their muzzles were messy either with drool or with drool and precum as they were happily finishing him off. Apple Bloom provided excellent support as her muzzle was deep inside, tongue lashing at the equine’s prostrate in order to get him to shoot.

Indeed, after a minute they could hear him cry out in elation as his large pole throbbed in the signs of an upcoming climax. Balls contracted and a moment later hot zebra sperm sprayed down Tender’s throat, while he was still bobbing.

He gurgled out in surprise as he felt it firing along his gullet, before it did so in his mouth as well. The inside of it was filled immediately with his cheeks puffing up and more jizz shooting out of his nose. The pressure was so big, that it stopped him from cramming it down his neck again, while doing his best to swallow it all.

Not that the inexperienced colt had any chance as large swaths of it leaked down his chin and onto his body. His purple and white cheerleader outfit was positively drenched, top and skirt staining in the lewd liquid that was so freely flowing out of him. He shivered, small throbbing dick getting weighed down by the cum soaked skirt as he could feel what true stud cum felt like.

He moaned, which helped make another big splat as an even larger volley escaped his maw and ruined his chest and lap.

His eyes turned into a heart shape as he was practically drunk on pleasure at the flavor, suckling the bit of cum that was still flowing as his stomach had expanded, making him look very much as if he was well bred.

Apple Bloom meanwhile had pulled her muzzle out and then wrapped her mouth around his black ring, smooching and practically making out with it, as her tongue rolled around the entrance.

“Damn, you really want those 3 potions, don’t you? Fine. I think you did a good enough job,” he said, making the farm filly pull off that sphincter with a grin.

“Thank ya kindly!”

She gave it one last fat smooch, before leaving his behind and going back to his front, where she helped pull her delirious coltfriend off of that tip. It made a wet popping noise as he drools with a goofy open mouthed smile.

“Cock drunk. We really gotta train you on that,” the filly said with an amused giggle.

“He should. Anyway, I will get your potions then.”

This made Apple Bloom worry for a moment as she looked to the others, to see where their thieving friend was, only to sigh in relief inwardly as the filly stood there with the others, having already finished up.

The zebra retrieved the potions with haste and brought them to the counter, not wanting to leave the other foals waiting.

“Three recovery potions. Be sure to visit again soon~”

“Oh, we will definitely do that!” Apple Bloom asserted, grabbing the potions and storing them away, before dragging Tender out of the store with her.

The large zebra’s eyes then zoom in on the other four, smirking lewdly as he was checking them out from behind the counter.

“Now then. Want to bargain too? Or buy regularly.

“As tempting as it is to bargain…we already are running late to meet up with our friends, so we do it regularly. Please give us two ‘Tight Delight’,” Tumble told the stallion, fluttering her eyelashes.

“At your age? Just as naughty as the other two, aren’t you?” he teased, while getting the required potions.

“32 bits, please.”

The bits and potions were exchanged, before the foals turned heel and left the shop, not needing to stay here any longer. While there shouldn’t be any risk to it, why risk it? They had what they wanted and the shop owner was none the wiser.

Again, the foals met up in the alley as Scootaloo showed off her inventory.

“I don’t think we have ever earned this much. Better than tricking some newbie players!”

The orange pegasus’s eyes were sparkling in excitement, but also from the clear small fortune they had made with this. After all, she had gotten quite a lot of expensive potions in that time frame.

“Ooooh! That is amazing!” Sweetie Belle squeaked while Button Mash nodded numbly, slackjawed as he was surprised as well.

“Tender did quite fine after all!” Apple Bloom praised, slapping the colts back as he blushed and looked away.

“I-I had a good teacher.”

Tumble clapped her hooves right afterwards to gain everypony’s attention. “Now then. Seeing how easy this was…how about we continue as planned? This devious lick was a great success and I imagine so will be the next one’s if we are careful. Armor and weapons shops, item shops, skill scrolls…There is quite a lot we can gain from this.”

“Yeah! If we do all these shops today and then sell those items later, we will make enough money to buy everything we want! I could get that expensive new scooter!”

“I could get some new sexy dress inside and outside of the game,” Tumble supplied.

“Ice cream!”

“Ice cream and video games,” Button Mash agreed with his fillyfriend.

Apple Bloom tapped her lips, “Hm…not sure what Ah wanna buy yet, there are so many possibilities after all.”

“High heels…”

All five looked over to Tender as he blushed.

“W-What? I want to dress up more too.”

“Atta boy!” Scootaloo praised him, making his head turn even more red, while the yellow earth pony hugged him closely.

“And I will support you every step of the way.”

Tumble smiled happily, before grinning at Scootaloo who mirrored it.

“Then it is decided. Next stop, Armory Shop!”

“YEAH!” all foals cheered, while lifting their hooves in the air. They were all very excited for today and ran off happily towards their next target.

‘World Hub Marketplace’. A convenient way for anypony to sell their goods without opening a stall.

Of course, as it is convenient, it has a high tax attached to it unlike the player shops. This was the case, simply so that those shops were still encouraged with more profit to be made there.

Even with that tax though, it was the way to go for the thieving foals. After all, they could simply set a shop name and then sell the hot goods very quickly. Gabby Gums LTD was the chosen name for it. A bit of a callback to their old days. Maybe not the best way to stay anonymous, as ponies from Ponyville could figure out that it was them, but that played no role for the foals. Nopony knew the goods were stolen and nopony would ever figure that out.

They could simply sell those expensive items at a large discount and earn top bits without any problem whatsoever.

…Or so they thought.

While the name wasn’t spelling their doom, the A.I. did. It picked up on a shop selling countless items in a quantity that shouldn’t be possible. It looked into them and could easily deduce that they had stolen what they were selling.

Automated as it was, the A.I. did convey the information to the church, where it reached the hung colts working there. A digital wanted poster was created for them as the CMC were officially declared criminals with their sin rating skyrocketing to a straight A after all the data of their misdeeds was compiled. Considering the PVP exploit they have used, it already was to an E before their thieving spree. And while it may sound extreme to go from that to an A, the number of robberies they have committed and the damage done to the economy was rather high and was therefore not tolerated to the system, making them the highest level sinners in that moment and with that to the top priority.

Not that the system would tell those naughty foals and fillies that. They were still in town after all and rather close to the church to boot.

Barely five minutes and the brown colt with black mane, along with his followers reached them.

Blissfully unaware as they were, they practically ran right into them.

“We should do this more often. It is great that I can finally afford my scooter now and then some,” Scootaloo grinned cheekily. “This world rocks!”

“It sure does. At this rate, we won’t be needing a real job as we grow up,” Tumble pointed out, mirroring his friend’s grin.

“Earning money with video games…this is the dream,” Button agrees, nodding happily.

“Feels a bit like we are prostitutes though…” Tender threw in, feeling a bit embarrassed about the things they were doing, as Apple Bloom chuckled, pushing a hoof into his side.

“And you love it. So no complaining. Besides, this is all this game is about.”

“It is! To have a fun time!” Sweetie Belle squeaked, only to give another squeak as she walked into the brown colt from the church. “Oof! Sorry!”

A quick apology, as she wanted to walk around him and go further, but the other colt with white fur and blue man pounced on top of her right then, pressing her body to the ground.

“H-Hey!”

“Detained!”

The other five delinquents turned their heads to her in surprise and some confusion, not sure what was happening.

At least until they saw the outfits of the colts. Outfits that signified that they were inquisitors. A red top with a golden sun and moon insignia on the chest part, as well as black jackets. They were the ones that brought players with sin ratings to justice.

“We gotta scram!” Tumble called out.

“I kno-ack!” Scootaloo said, before some orange colt with brown mane landed on her back, pinning her too. In mere seconds each of them was pounced upon, with one of the five colts holding both Tender and Apple Bloom down.

The gray pegasus colt was about to take off, but was bound, before he could take more than ten steps as the brown colt with black mane, Swift Fetlock, had detained him.

“D-Dammit!”

In barely any time, all six were bound and then with a bright flash teleported away.

They landed in the church, ensuring there was no escape for them as several Monks’ and Nuns' eyes fell on them.

A large minotaur stomped in front of them, decked out in orange monk robes. As could be expected of it, while it went from one shoulder over the torso, it left the dick and ball area free, showing off the smooth pink bovine penis. It did not have a head, but got thinner to the pointed tip.

His chest was broad, his body large and his fur blue for the upper part and a darker one for the legs.

“Iron Will sees some filthy little sinners there. What a high rating you have! Though still very young…not that your punishment will be any easier,” the Monk pointed out, crossing his arms over his body and looking very much displeased with them.

“...We are fucked.”

Apple Bloom pointed it aptly out, already knowing there this was going. It made the large minotaur grin.

“That you are. But seeing as you tried to resist arrest, it is only fair for the inquisitors to have a turn with you first, before you can decide on your final punishment.”

“We told you! We are the Young Justice!” the brown colt complained, with all the other colts affirming it and nodding in agreement.

“Yeah!”

“Inquisitors sounds lame!”

The minotaur glared at them, while they glared right back, before he broke the stare and sighed.

“The name is already in the system. Cry to Fluttershy about it. Not Iron Will’s problem, as Iron Will is too tired to argue about it. Especially with such young pieces of fuck meat to punish.”

The colts had to admit, he made a compelling argument. They could try and look for Fluttershy later. She was always very busy and hard to get ahold off, but they definitely needed to, if they wanted their group name to be corrected.

But now…there were some nice foals for them. That was better than grumbling about names.

So they unbound their captives ropes, letting the foals have some room to move around. And while Tumble eyed the exit…she also eyed the glowing circle they were standing on. It trapped them, so they couldn’t even go past that, meaning there was no way to get out of this now.

…Some still tried though.

Scootaloo’s small body ran for the door as the gray pegasus colt lifted his hoof.

“Wait!”

The filly hit the barrier, bouncing off with an ‘oof’, confirming for all the others that they could not avoid their punishment.

Scootaloo groaned, stars floating around her vision as she was dazed, while Iron Will shook his head.

“You want to fly? Then your holes are stretched wide!” he announced, giving the hung colts the go ahead to fuck them.

Swift Fetlock jumped on the naughty filly immediately, while she was still on her back, putting her in a mating press effectively. His hips smacked down into her, creating an obscene smacking noise as she squealed out in delight. His big cock had easily punched into her twat through her black spats which stretched around it like a condom.

The large insertion made the orange pegasus filly’s brain instantly spark up with the large amount of ecstasy it provided her.

There was no way for the perverted foal to resist. Only a few thrusts and her legs wrapped around his body pulling him in as his shaft was violating her innermost sanctuary as if it was a cheap onahole.

The gray colt with darker gray mane jumped on Sweetie Belle’s back meanwhile, ramming her pucker in, in a fast motion as she squeaked in delight. Her sensitive ass was instantly giving her pleasure as well as those hips claimed her own. Her purple gem dust encrusted dress easily rode up her body. As she wore no underwear, she had no protection against his shaft.

“Going commando? You were practically asking for this!” the colt taunted her, making her squeak out in some embarrassment. But this embarrassment only helped to fuel her lust as large rivulets were running down her legs and forming a puddle not even half a minute in.

Button blushed as he saw his fillyfriend get used that roughly, only to feel a hoof on his head. He was shoved down into some musky dark orange balls. He huffed the smell like an addict instantly, his body reacting automatically. His plot shifted, making his green virgin killer sweater shifting up his ass a bit.

“Eyes on the prize. You will suck me off, criminal scum,” he purred, before slowly and tantalizingly pulling that head along the shaft and up to the tip.

The brown femcolt couldn’t resist it, tongue hanging out and dragging over the rod as he was pulled up. Then Button voluntarily swallowed that prick, moaning muffledly around the tip as it was pressed in. His entrance opened wide, as it was diving into his gullet.

Tender backed away from his already fucked friends only to have his back collide with a green furred colt. Before he could even react, the hung colt had flipped on his back, before stripping his white string thong off of him, leaving him with only his skimpy purple and white cheerleading outfit.

Then, gripping his legs, the green colt got on his back, while pulling the orange earth pony on top of him, large flare pressing between those buttocks.

“No escape. Instead, do your job. You criminals deserve this after all. And considering how sluttily you are dressed…you want this too, don’t you?” he challenged Tender, who gulped, feeling the hot rod on his ass.

“N-Not at all, but I…have no choice,” the earth pony defended, indeed doing as told as he felt it press against his pucker. He applied some minor pressure, whinnying at the feeling. There is some reluctance still, but the hooves on his thighs, pull him downwards, while his weak hind legs are too shaky to resist.

So it plopped in. A good third of it all at once, pressing the air out of his lungs as he felt the massive meat rubbing along his insides.

Then the medial ring followed, before finally the entire thing vanished within him. He hugged the dick outline pressing out from his body and had to admire how the game mechanics could not only make things like this fit inside of his body, but also make it feel as if it really was inside him.

An admiration that didn’t last long as his leg was slapped by the impatient green colt.

“Get moving!”

“Y-Yes, sir,” Tender affirmed timidly, moving his ass up slowly and feeling every inch. After that he plunged it back down to the hilt. A cautious movement that got more confident with each new stroke as he practically felt his prostate getting a nice little massage.

He announced his pleasure with a cry every time it was stuffed fully into him, showing how much he was suited for this kind of thing. The green colt guided him, hooves on the earth ponies thigh prompting him to increase his pace to satisfy him.

“Oh boy…It is mah turn, isn’t it?” Apple Bloom asked as the white colt approached her.

“What do you think?”

“Ah think we should agree on a position. Cowgirl like Tender? Reverse cowgirl? Doggystyle? Full nelson?” she listed off at the blinking surprised colt. “What? Ah am fucked anyway, so Ah plan to enjoy it. Nothing wrong with that. Now come here!”

She bowled him over, interestingly enough reversing the situation as her filly plot landed on his face. He sputtered against those lip, before moaning as she gave his tip a long broad lick.

“Oh yeah. 69 will work just fine, don’t ya think?” she asked, but before he could even try to answer, her maw was opened wide and gulped the entirety of his shaft down.

She bobbed up and down, expertly showing him that she knew exactly what she was doing. Not a surprise as she was one of the orc cumdumpsters, back then before the victory against them. Obviously she learned even more since then as well.

The farm filly pulled off the dick, instead stroking it as she huffed in some frustration.

“Come on! Do your work and you can get any hole ya want after that!” she hurried him to which he obliged. He shoved his muzzle in fully, before letting his tongue out and drinking up her love nectar. “Unf~ Good colt~”

With that said, she went right back to it as well, happily pleasing the white colt, just like he pleased her. Wet slurps could be seen as both of their faces were smeared in each other’s arousal as they enjoyed their tasty and obscene meal.

Tumble was left to look at the sexual carnage his friends were going through. Each of them servicing a cock. His eyes settled on Scootaloo, his fillyfriend, at last and how she was enjoying it. It made the feminine colt feel a bit of jealousy, something the leader of the Young Justice team noticed.

“On my balls slut. No need to let such a pretty much rest. I want you to get some lipstick on and leave some nice marks as you make out with them.”

While not the most ideal sexual activity, especially with Tumble’s dicklet straining against its pink chastity cage, he followed along, getting some red sparkling lipstick out of his inventory and applying it.

Truth be told, he was considering to resist, just so in the hopes they would go extra hard on him, but if they found out this was his plan, they would more likely than not just deny him any orgasm he could have.

“Fine…But I demand some for my cooperation. It is not fair that Scootaloo who tried to flee is getting all the fun, while I, who am complying, am getting nothing out of it.

Swift hummed, thinking those words over. “You are right. I will reward you. Serve me well and I will spitroast you with one of my friends. That should be a sufficient reward for you bitch, right?”

“It would be,” Tumble agreed, before instantly diving with his face into those musky balls. He moaned as he sucked one in his mouth, massaging it with his tongue and his jaw. The faster he came, the faster the gray femcolt would get in on the real action too. A good incentive.

The lipstick left a nice mark on it too, just as the brown colt wanted. And as soon as it did, Tumble changed up positions, leaving the drooled on, marked speck behind for another yet unmarked spot.

Sucking, licking, massaging. Tumble worked very dutifully as he changed between the two orbs regularly, ensuring each one of them was getting the same amount of attention.

The hung colt appreciated those efforts, groaning and moaning loudly as the pussy and the bitchboi on his balls were milking him at an alarming rate.

At no time at all could he feel his ecstasy building up, before he released his seed. It was hot, slimy and filled up Scootaloo’s womb perfectly, giving her a bump.

“Fuck…You really want my cock up your ass, don’t you, bitch colt?” Swift asked, freeing his cock from the twat and then turning around. The hard pussy juices covered tool, slapped Tumble on his cheek, but he didn’t seem to mind it at all as he actively pressed his face into it, nuzzling it.

“I do indeed want my reward. If I am fucked, I want to decide how I get fucked. And I want that spitroast.”

“H-Hey! I wasn’t finished yet!” Scootaloo bemoaned, but Swift simply turned around, spitting on her muzzle. The orange pegasus filly shuddered at the degradation as the colt gazed upon her prone form unimpressed.

“Yeah, no. That is all you get for now for trying to run away. Your coltfriend on the other hand will get the reward he craves…A bit of an oxymoron, considering that this is supposed to be punishment, but I guess it cannot be helped with mere Slut class types like your group. Cutie Mark Cumdumpsters, was it?” he asked mockingly, before his eyes fell back to Tumble. “Now, filly colt. Turn that ass to me so I can start. As soon as one of the others is finished, you get your spitroast.”

“Yes, sir!” the gray crossdressing colt squeaked happily, making his ass face him fast.

“Never thought my own coltfriend would steal cocks from me one day,” Scootaloo meanwhile grumbled, watching this unfold.

Tumble giggled at that. He knew very well, that not too long ago he would have been very embarrassed by this very notion. But that was his past immature self that didn’t realize how good it felt to be a filly. Or how fun it was to be one. Flirty and seductive. Attention gaining and desired. And while the later two could be achieved as his sporty colt self too, it just felt different to do it as a set of holes.

The prod at his sphincter of that filly juices covered prick helped to signify that. With her dress pulled over her flank and ready, the hung colt grabbed onto his hind legs. His shaft plopped right in, making the gray sissy slut moan.

It was rather easy too, even with how big he was, showing off well what a needy and perverted colt Tumble was.

“Ooh, fuck! That is quite big for a colt! But I do like it. As a colt I could never compare to that. I was so right to turn into a filly!” the whore approved. The medial ring slipped in, making him gasp and squirm, gyrating his ass as it was filled to perfection. He could feel those dark brown balls touching his much smaller ones after Swift hilted.

A rhythm was established a few moments later as he moved back and forth, giving some nice deep strokes in a faster pace. The movements were harsh and purposefully so. This was technically still a punishment after all. But the feral, uncaring nature of it was just was Tumble wanted. He loved to have such brutish movements used on him. It made him feel like even more of a filly. And that was one addictive feeling.

Barely a minute into this prostate pounding and his little caged dick clit squirted out its white seed, showing to the world how much he loved being a mere bottom bitch as he moaned and cried.

“AAAAH! HAAHN! H-HARDEEEEEEER!” he begged, hoping this dominant colt could do even more.

Tumble’s tongue was out and his eyes were rolling up in his head and even with that, he wanted more. He craved more. He needed it harder. Needed his mouth to be filled. Not that he could focus on looking if any of the other colts were done with one of his friends. He simply hoped one would be soon as he kept his mouth open, screaming louder than any of the others to draw attention.

Luckily for him, the green colt was just about done with Tender as their hips collided over and over in their hot lovemaking session. The orange slut cried out in bliss as he had a strong bitchgasm, little dick spurting out its load, while the hung colt increased his speed.

He jammed the full length into him, releasing his hot salty payload, painting those guts in an off-white color. Tender writhed at the sensation, his mind easily overpowered as his eyes rolled up and his back arched backwards. So much in fact, that he plopped right off that cock and fell on his back, hind legs twitching.

“Wow. What a virgin. That was way too easy. Doubt he can hold out once the real punishment starts,” the green colt said, shaking his head, as he grabbed Tender’s hindleg and threw her on top of Scootaloo.

“H-Hey!” she weakly protested, making him chuckle, as he ignored her. His eyes instead turned to Tumble with a smirk.

“Now then, I believe there was a slut begging for a spitroasting?” he asked, drawing closer.

“Sure is. Let’s give the needy fag what he wants,” Swift answered him, taking the gray colt’s legs and pulling it up on his neck and withers. That way, it showed off the precum dripping cage.

“Needy is definitely the right word for that. Sheesh. Aren’t you ashamed, little slut colt? Taking dick like a filly, despite you supposedly having a dick yourself? Not that this tiny caged thing should or even could be called that. I doubt you sink even into any hole one inch!”

“Then why don’t you show me what a real dick is, sir~?” Tumble purred seductively, only to have that real dick slapped onto her face. Musky, fat and long. A real show of equine prowess. And he was loving it. Almost instantly he lapped at it, making the hung inquisitor chuckle.

“This is a real dick. Now then, let’s fuck that mouth. Your tongue ain’t cutting it for this!” he said, pulling back and then thrusting forward. The aim was easily found as the pegasus slut happily had opened up wide and then sucked it in. His throat stretched with a gurgle as he now was spitroasted between the two. His little dick clit squirted out cum in delight as this happened.

For him it felt like heaven, to be hammered by these two. And it was a good hammering as the one at his front didn’t hesitate to immediately get to it.

Muffled pleasure sounds and wet slaps of balls against balls and balls against chin echoed around as he was taken for a ride.

Button was not off any better. After a hoof slammed his face against the orange colts cock for several, he had been pulled him off, only to get turned around with his forelegs being grabbed from behind. The inquisitor dragged his ass on that shaft, making it pop in easily, before starting to fuck the moaning whore.

Neither the green virgin killer sweater, nor the c-string really were any hindrance and offered no protection for his poor needy ass.

“Fucking begging for it, aren’t you, bitch? Any stranger could hilt into you without even bothering to strip you in any way!” he taunted, making the colt squealed as his prostate was milked by him insistently.

Again and again it pounded into it, happily teasing him and making pleasure spark in his mind.

“IIIIIIIIIIIIIEH! YEEEEESH, SIIIIIR!” he affirmed, mind easily succumbing to the dominant NPC that was railing his behind as if it was a sport.

White watery cum dripped from his tiny dick, as he was brought to an orgasm, only further enforcing for him, that it was so much better to take fat meaty rods, than trying to use his defect tool.

It was almost like an addicting sluttifying spell was cast on him. One thrust at a time, as each inch made a pretty good argument for why he should be holding his ass up.

In the end it was too much for him, as he drooled happily as he was used, eyes far up in his head as all thought vanished and was replaced with pleasure.

And it was all that the dominant young stud needed to see. He plunged into his depths a final time and with a deep groan unloaded into him. Hot seed shot up into the bowels, covering them in it and marking Button as little more than a slut. A colt with a boipussy in need of a fierce pounding.

And while the brown earth pony went limp, panting out, the young colt let go of him, making him fall onto the ground, tongue still hanging out and hind leg twitching.

The dick was pulled out, showing the cum stained mess on it. It was something though that was easily wiped off on Button’s tail, so it was not an issue.

Then, just like Tender, was he dragged over and thrown on Scootaloo and him, making a nice used up slut pile.

In the meantime, Sweetie Belle squeaked, very much getting fucked just as hard as her coltfriend. She had looked at it all unfold. Looked at how he was ruined. It only made her flower all the wetter. Not that it mattered, as the gray colt did plow her ass after all.

That was also the reason why her hoof was slicking away at it. Just to give her some additional stimulation as anal alone wasn’t enough for her in that situation.

It made her desire to get in such situations more often, even though she knew that it was a problem. They wanted to get rich with those exploits after all.

A slap on her butt made her squeak again as she was being spanked left and right. Her poor flanks bouncing with each slap as it was turning red.

“You better feel sorry, you dumb thieving cunt! This will only be the start!” he warned, pole reaming her at a fast and harsh speed.

“Y-Yes! I am sooooooorry! Forgive meeeee!” she begged, making the gray colt hum in acknowledgement.

“Good filly. Then you better take it, just like you will take my cum up your ass!”

“O-Oh f-fudge!” she cursed, hoof getting faster, just as he was, trying to get a climax in before he was pushed over the edge.

It did work out for her, as she came first, hoof squishing into her twat as it gushed out its arousal onto the floor. The foal on her plot followed half a minute later.

She moaned, even as her climax was already over, feeling his sperm invading her guts and spreading inside of her. It was hot. Just as hot as seeing her coltfriend get fucked.

The inquisitor put a hoof on her ass and then popped his messy cock out. A small fountain of seed followed, making a bit of a mess as he sighed.

“Too bad we cannot drag this out. But I promise to use your coltfriend later.”

“P-Please, do.”

He gave an affirming nod, before her hind leg was grabbed and she was thrown on top of her beloved colt and the others.

Apple Bloom and her white foal dom in the meantime were locked in position 69. Both of them were eagerly devouring each other’s pussy and cock. The dick was fully inside the farm filly’s throat, while the inquisitor was having his muzzle literally buried up her snatch.

Obviously, she wasn’t easy to subdue with how she pounced on top of him, but the colt could hardly let himself be dominated by a mere criminal, so with his muzzle shoved in, he let his tongue run wild, lapping at the most sensitive areas to defeat her.

And it was undeniably effective. She sprayed first, her love juices going right into his slurping maw as he gulped it all down. They had been in a stalemate for quite some time, but that final push allowed the colt to take control of the situation finally.

As Apple Bloom was dazed, his forelegs wrapped around her barrel as he stood up on his hind legs. She muffledly gurgled as she was now dangling upside down with her gullet fully enveloping his impressive shaft.

She tried to wiggle out, but he only tightened his grip and then moved his hips. His nuts smacked into her chin repeatedly as he was fucking her face, without giving her any chance to decide on the speed of it.

At the same time his tongue began to act up again inside her, attacking any spot that he knew would make her weaker again and submit.

A good thing too as he was ready to blow his load up into her stomach.

With a groan that vibrated her pussy, did he push it all in, before his balls churned out its precious baby batter. It fired into her stomach, making it bloat out and giving her a nice belly bulge.

At the same time, the little yellow earth pony came again, once more spurting out her lust into his mouth as he took it all in.

After he was done, he pulled his muzzle from her loose cunt, sighing blissfully, as if he had had the most refreshing drink.

He dragged her off his pole and let her fall to the ground on the criminal scum slut pile like the others.

“Only you left now, bitch!” the brown colt exclaimed.

They only got harsher at that, hips colliding into the feminine boislut as Tumble himself could only barely make out all his friends on the ground in a heap, leaking cum and defeated.

And he would end up there as well.

His caged dicklet throbbed happily at that fact, while they went rougher. He wouldn’t be able to hold out. His expression was already one of mind numbing bliss as his entire body felt like it was on fire from the intense ecstasy it was wrecked with.

The colts spitroasting him were not far either, so all three of them came together. So as his body was squeezed together a final time and both his bowels and stomach were filled up with hot steaming jizz, did he leak his own a final time with a muffled gurgled cry.

It was all the exhausted cold could muster, before they took their cocks out of him and then, while gripping his fore and hind legs each, threw him onto the pile, before clopping a hoof together in a high five.

“Nice~”

“We are done,” Swift told the towering minotaur who nodded.

“Good. Then it is now time for judgement! Listen, sinners! Your sin rating is A and you are now getting judged, considering how much you fudged! Six hours is the punishment time, for all of your various crimes!“ the boisterous minotaur exclaimed, ignoring the moaning and groaning pile of fucked foals. He simply carried on, unhindered. “Then it is now time for the sinners to choose their way to atone! Iron Will will present them all to you, so it is properly shown!”

They weren’t in the best condition to really make a choice, though it mattered little to him as the options all appeared via large blue windows in front of them.

“Option 1! Confessional Booth for Public Use! Get strapped in and used at the church! Of course players will be rough, just as NPCs, knowing what filthy deeds you did as you pleased!” he said, pointing to the first option, before going over to the second one.

“Option 2! Portal Torso with your lower half being swapped out with that of a different race! You can walk around and still play freely, but your original ass and new one can be used freely! That unique behind after all is a clear indicator of your sins, so you will be treated like used condom bins!” the minotaur coughed in his hand. “Or something like that. Anyway…” Again, the minotaur walked over to the next option.

“Option 3! Your behind is not stuck as you are joining the Nun Service with ease! Serve the church and walk around the church freely, while helping anyone that walks in without complaining or acting like you are anything, but a saint! No shaming here for your filthy deed, but more commitment than having your ass presented in a confessional booth to make ends meet!”

The last option he walked over was darkened out.

“Option 4! Voucher of the Pure Party! If you know the pony, you can get out under a pure parties supervision that is not phony! But only one with a priest as well and you will serve the party with everything they want, that I can tell! In short, if you know some party like that, speak up now…No party? Good,” he said, quickly waving the option away, as the still dazed foals were unable to answer.

They were just now starting to gain their bearings again, eyes drawn to the different options, all unfavorable in some way…which makes sense, as this is a punishment.

Scootallo, after having scooted out of the pile, wanted to protest that the fourth option was denied to them, but then again didn’t really want Rainbow and the others to know what they have been up to…

Mainly because Twilight would probably hear about this if she did. And she really didn’t want to get a lecture from that one.

“Ugh…what do you think? I think 2. I don’t want to be stuck here,” the orange pegasus filly voiced, while Tumble wiped some jizz from his lips as he looked at it as well. His gaze turned to her and he raised a brow.

“...You are aware that we are fucked if we do that? Doubly so, as we will have two very well working rears that will both see some use?”

“Fuck…Still would go with that one. Can’t be stuck here. And I would rather go around with some new ass than getting stuffed in a nun costume or immobile in a wall.”

The nun costume would just be embarrassing for her…And she was much too fidgety for the wall part. Logically 2 was the best option for her personally.

Tumble sighed. “I don’t mind the nun outfit…but I get your point. Being stuck in a church would be annoying. And not to mention, if we work as nuns, Fluttershy would find out about our sins, most likely. It is best to get out and keep our heads low.”

“Mmmm…I was always curious about those new rears. Do we get to choose them?” Sweetie Belle asked, after getting up from the pile.

“...Iron Will thinks you forget that this is not a shopping spree for new cosmetic items.”

The unicorn filly had the good graces to flush in some embarrassment as a reminder, “R-Right. I was just asking!”

“And Iron Will was just answering. And Iron Will says that Iron Will and the colts will give you your new rears. You can ask nicely though, but no guarantee, just like no guarantee on our new sortiment of cosmetic church items. They are heavenly great, so take up your fate!” he said, flexing with a smirk.

“Is this…a commercial?” Button mumbled, while Tender and Apple Bloom stand up as well by then.

“It probably is, but that doesn’t matter. For now, we need to take our punishment and get out of here,” Tumble reminded. “And to get out, we need the rears. Any objection to that?”

“Can’t say Ah have,” the farm filly voiced.

“None here either,” the orange colt chimed in.

“Nooo…” Button moaned.

“I guess, I should hope for a good new flank then?” Sweetie Belle squeaked.

“We will take the asses,” Scootaloo said, turning from her friends back to the hulking minotaur.

“Good choice. Makes it easy for Iron Will at least,” he complimented, slamming the button with his fist and finalizing their choice. “Can’t change your mind now, so be nice, no dice. Iron Will will get you your modification.”

Instantly, they were teleported into a room with many blue shimmering round portals. He gestured them to them, and they already knew, these were to display their behinds on the outer walls. Easy access really with a lot of traffic. A bit of a disadvantage to having it displayed inside of the church.

The colts teleported with them too, herding and helping them all up into the round silver rings.

Scootaloo sighed as she stuck there, feeling a light breeze from outside. Then with a click, the ring turned into two rings, making her cry out as she fell forward, though Swift caught her and pulled her out, like a fish out of water…literally.

Her new hind half was that of a seapony. It wasn’t orange though, but instead colored like Ocellus in a sense. Light blue with with light red fin.

“Jeeze…I like swimming as a seapony, but…isn’t that a bit hard to walk with?”

“No. Just something you will have to get used to,” the brown foal shrugged, letting go of her and letting her stand with her forelegs, while her lower half was on the ground. A unique feeling certainly.

Sweetie Belle ooh’ed and aw’ed as this was happening, looking over her light yellow hippogriff behind, reminiscent of a specific princess.

“I do like this choice. Much better than the diamond dog half!”

“You are welcome, cutie,” the gray inquisitor told her with a grin.

Button’s behind was changed too, switching between the different options as the same colt looked him over. “Maybe a bitch ass, for a bitch boy?” he teased him, as the brown earth pony slut blushed.

An orange furred diamond dog behind was chosen.

“Huh, this ain’t too bad,” Apple Bloom said, gazing at her new dragon half. Pink scales, with some purple ones standing out from her tail, with a fin at the end of it of the same coloration.

“A dragon ass?! Why don’t you give me that one too!” Scootaloo asked, after getting over her slack jawed reaction of surprise.

Iron Will rubbed his chin, before shaking his head. “No. Iron Will thinks this one suits you better. And Iron Will likes variety.”

“Oh come on!”

“I do like it,” Tender complimented Apple Bloom, who blushed with a giggle, hiding it behind a hoof she put in front of her face.

“Ah do like your new side too.”

Tender looked back with a smile. He had a changeling plot now. The colors were green with a purple tail. Reminiscent of a certain changeling monarch.

“Thanks.”

Meanwhile, Tumble looked in interest at his own griffon ass, after he got out of the wall. Brown fur, yellow talons.

“Each of us got a different one. You certainly didn’t lie when you said you like variety.”

“Iron Will doesn’t lie. Just like Iron Will doesn’t hesitate. Especially now on the last step. Wanna steal, I will confiscate your things for real!”

“Wait, confiscate?!” Scootaloo yelled as their inventories were opened. It was still full of the stolen goods and the money they made with it. Much to their chagrin they saw the items and bits get drained from their pockets.

Tumble laid a hoof on the orange fillies withers, shaking his head. “Leave it be. We cannot stop it…nor can we make an argument for ourselves, because of how we got them.”

“Doesn’t mean I have to be happy with it!” the orange pegasus growled, making Tumble sigh.

“And neither am I.”

He really wanted to protest it too, but he knew how to pick his battles. And this wasn’t one he could or should pick, lest they got another fine on top of this.

Fortunately, the others understood and held their tongues as they were robbed of the goods they had robbed. It was obvious that this could be considered justice.

Tumble honestly had hoped they would forget about the stolen items, but sadly, this wasn’t the case. At least that mentally painful part to witness was over with soon, as the minotaur nodded, with the inventories closing.

“Good. Iron Will is done, so you can go on your way now.”

A back door was opened by Swift, showing them the way out as the monk waved them off simply. Though he then also stepped out of the door too, before they could.

“What is he-” Scootaloo wanted to ask, before squealing as she felt her dark orange fillyhood being speared by a gargantuan minotaur shaft.

“...That. And I imagine, the colts rushing out will do the same right now, so brace yourself,” Tumble warned.

It was all too easy to deduct with how they all stormed outside with a rather eager pep to their steps.

Button bit his lip.

“O-Oh gosh, I feel it prodding.”

“Me too! And that must be the gray one. He did promise me, he would use you later,” Sweetie Belle giggled, before it was interrupted by a squeak as she felt one of the colts on her. “Ooooooooh! A-AH! S-Somepony is in!”

Her coltfriend moaned as well as he felt his pucker stretching. Apple Bloom tried to muffle a moan with Tender trying the same as well, as they were all quivering. Naturally, their new second halves reacted to the arousal. Slits were dripping and cocks got erect. A pink canine cock for Button, a smooth pink one for Tender and another barbed pink one for Tumble.

“Mmmm…gotta equip another cage to keep it in,” Tumble mused, doing just that and getting himself in a pink chastity cage again.

“Fuuuuuck. Let’s just go and wait out the time. How long is it again?” Scootaloo inquired, as she stepped out the door with the other foals following her.

“...Six hours,” Button said, whimpering and squeezing his thighs together.

“Well…fuck.”

That sentiment from Apple Bloom was shared by all. It did hammer home how hard this would be on them. Their real bodies would be a cum or femcum drenched and sweaty mess. They definitely would need a shower after this.

Whispers drew them out of their stupor as they looked around, some pointing at their behinds.

“Right…the sign of criminals free for public use. Let’s walk faster and hide out in a bar or something,” the orange pegasus filly voiced.

“We could just run outside of town and adventure,” Apple Bloom suggested, though Tumble shook his head.

“We could, but less savory types would catch us and use us however they pleased. We are free use. We cannot protest and cannot fight back, so we are prey.”

“And a bar is better?” Tender asked, not sure about this.

“We get treated well there and will get some free food and drinks. You could say that we are an attraction there. It is the only way for us to somehow save this situation. Or, saving it in the sense to have some fun and food and drink items. Maybe we could get our hooves on drugs and alcohol too,” the pegasus colt suggested, making Scootaloo grin.

“Yeah. That is what I had in mind. This day is fucked. We lost everything, so we might as well give this a shot. There are bars that cater to this type of things. Sleazy one’s especially.”

The others all nod. It was a good profit oriented way of thinking. Things weren’t looking bright for them and running into the hooves of ponies wanting to use and abuse them without proper payment sounded like a bad time.

Well, not necessarily bad sexually, but definitely like a waste of time.

So the foals swiftly dived into an alley, weaving around and avoiding any unwanted attention. It wouldn’t do if some passersby held them up after all. Not the easiest of tasks, as their behinds were plowed like a pony would plow their fields. And even after some colt was done, it only gave them a short time of rest as some new cock invaded their behinds. Foal rears were rather popular after all, so it was easy to see that they were going to be busy.

Still, Scootaloo and the others knew their way around town, so it was not much of a problem regardless. They did also know about a pub by the outskirts too that had a reputation for helping out criminals like themselves. It was as good a destination as any.

They reached it after a bit, bodies sweating and mouths panting, albeit not from the sprinting. Button mewled out, canine behind having its hind legs spread out while his small new dick leaked all over the ground.

“L-Let’s go in fast. I need to sit down…”

“Not just you…” Tender said, squeezing his thighs together.

“Okay, Scootaloo and I will negotiate the deal. You can just sit down and rest for a moment,” Tumble suggested, making his friends nod.

Wooden floor, chairs and tables, with a counter to the left. Simple, but also sleazy as there were suspicious stains to be seen on the floor, chairs and tables. The beige drapes in the wide window were drawn shut, giving it a more private, but also dangerous feel.

While the others sat down on a seating corner on the far edge of the bar, Scootaloo and Tumble approached the bar desk, where a large minotaur was polishing a glass. While not as muscular as Iron Will, he was still a body builder of a hunk that mares would happily drool over. Tumble could tell…he had to resist the urge to drool.

“Excuse me,” Tumble called, drawing his attention. “We hope to earn some money. As you can see…we are in a special situation. Just like our friends over there,” the colt pointed the other foals who were seated by now.

Scootaloo nodded. “Yeah. We had a bad day, so we try to make the best of it. I hope the payment is good. Your place caters to this,” she asked, pointing to her seapony half, “doesn’t it?”

“Hm…Indeed. So young too. I can give you a higher rate with that. Normally it is 15 bits per hour per slut, but you will get 20,” he offered.

“Only 20?!” Scootaloo demanded, not at all happy with the price. “I could ask for 20 to give a simple blowjob!”

“No, you can’t. You are right now free use sluts. I could just bend you over right now and you couldn’t protest. You are the cheapest one’s around,” he aptly pointed out, making her grumble. “Listen, I provide shelter and protection. I ensure that none of you gets carried off like a toy. This is the deal and frankly speaking, if I offer you double than that the church would come crushing down on me for rewarding criminals.”

The orange pegasus filly groaned in disappointment. And Tumble couldn’t exactly protest it either. While the policy may look greedy…he had a point. Protection and a small income. That is the best they could hope for, especially with the church seemingly tolerating it…as long as the rates were low to not encourage criminal behavior. If you could earn top bits with other rear halves, it would defeat the point of the punishment after all.

“...We accept your proposal,” Tumble said demurely.

“Good. Accept the job then.”

A window popped up in front of them as well as the others of their group. ‘PUBLIC USE BAR SCUM SLUT’ read the job title with the aforementioned conditions.

“Ugh…” Scootaloo groaned, but pressed ‘ACCEPT’ with Tumble following along.

“We will explain it to the others and start working right afterwards,” the colt told the barkeeper, before they turned to their friends and walked over.

“What’s with the price?” Apple Bloom questioned.

“I am not happy with it either, b-but sadly, that is the best we can hope for. Oooh~ A few b-bits and protection,” Tumble argued, gazing at his brown griffon behind. He was still leaking in that cage, both griffon half, but also his pony half that was currently ravaged by what he assumed was a changeling.

“Yeah, seemingly the church makes sure the price stays low enough for it to be not profitable,” Scootaloo further explained.

It made the others look thoughtful.

“I mean…we do get some, Aaah! B-Bits, so it is good,” Sweetie Belle mentioned, pressing her hoof against her lips.

“Mmmm…I agree…” Button supplied, squirming and biting his lip to suppress a moan.

“So, we take the job. It is better than running into some shady individuals. We need the protection,” Tender affirmed, as one after another accepted the job.

“Don’t worry. After this is over, we will get back to making the big bits again!” Scootaloo assured them, making the others smile. It was definitely a nice thought, though they knew they would have to rethink their approach next time around, lest they came into such a situation again.

For now though, there were already patrons approaching them, making Scootaloo turn with a cocky grin. Her wings buzzed with energy, even as her cheeks were flushed and her breaths came in little pants. They were still fucked after all. And by Iron Will still. He seemingly wasn’t happy with only dumping one load into her, so he had happily carried on, while going for her ass this time around.

“Now then, who wants some seapony ass?” she asked, flopping the tail around to underline that point. She didn’t have to wait long as a griffon picked her up with a talon.

From that standing position he slammed her body down on his pink barbed member, knocking the air out of her immediately as her ass was penetrated. She didn’t peck him for an anal connoisseur, but here she was now, two dicks in her two asses. An indescribable sensation.

Her back sunk into those feathers, it was a comfortable situation as her body was yanked up and down like an onahole. It was interesting to her how her tail band, touching part of her back as the thumb of the griffon’s talon was holding it there, while another griffon approached with dark gray feathers. His cock was a bit thicker, but not as long with a more red coloration.

“Don’t keep her to yourself. Let me get in that seapony pussy of hers.”

“Then get in. Not like anyone is blocking you from fucking the bitch,” the other snorted.

A growl and a step and a pointed pink barbed griffon shaft was squishing against the little fillies seapony pussy. She could only bite her lip in some excitement and then it was driven into her.

There was no way for her to suppress the moans as she could now feel three dicks inside her various orifices. It was intense.

And then one even came inside her original orange filly ass, emptying their balls into her. Hot spunk was lacing her insides, even as the two griffons were not slowing down or giving her any rest.

“O-OH FUCK! FUCK! FUUUUUUUUUUUAAAAAHH!” she cried, cumming easily from this assault on her poor unprepared orifices.

“Hehehe. Criminal scum like this is the best!”

“Correction. Equestrian foals are the best!”

They high fived, in clear agreement as they were squishing the small foal between their strong toned bodies. Scootaloo could do nothing else than moan into their feathers as her body was jostled around, buried between them.

It didn’t take long for them to blow, their hips crashing into her as their hot jizz was released. Again, Scootaloo came hard, while a canine dick was inserted into her filly lower half, only adding to the sensations.

She panted heavily. Griffon cocks sure were special. Just as canine ones, considering the one she felt hammering his knot against her fillyhood. It would probably slip in soon.

“Hey! If you are done with her, hand her over. There are other people that want to take them for a spin!” a group of minotaurs hollered over to them.

“Fine,” one of the griffons said, as their chests parted from the sweaty little filly. They gripped her mane and then pulled up to get her off their shafts, before throwing her over like a literal sex toy.

And that is how she was used as the large hand caught her torso and then put her fillyhood to his massive rod. It speared her instantly, making him groan as he moved her body up and down, as her belly bulged massively from the large insertion.

“That’s quite the good little seapony hole.”

“How about a griffon hole additionally to it, sirs?” Tumble asked, approaching the lot. His head was flushed red and he was constantly dripping. Partly because of the way his fillyfriend was treated, but also partly because his colt ass was constantly plowed in the church.

They didn’t seem to mind, so one gripped the colts midriff, just like the pegasus filly was gripped with a wide grin.

“Oh yeah. This bitch will do nicely as well~”

The pointed pink bovine shaft slid into him easily as he was used the same way as Scootaloo. They were facing each other, panting and moaning.

Another cock came between them. “How about we make them kiss?” the minotaur it belonged to asked with a smirk.

The smirk was reciprocated as the other two stepped closer, making those young lips touch the new cock as well as each other in a very lewd kiss.

Neither Tumble nor Scootaloo lost any time, as they slurped and smooched that shaft.

“Damn. Perverted little pony sluts. Maybe I should get my daughter here too, so she can learn from them,” one of the bovines noted, while the small hooves wrapped around each other’s bodies, holding on tight.

It was necessary, seeing how both minotaurs had increased their speed, pounding them without a care. It didn’t matter how young or fragile they looked. All that they cared about was getting their rocks off. And seeing how both the sissy and the whore gushed their respective juices on them after a few more seconds, it was obvious that they didn’t need to worry about their pleasure anyway.

Tumble hereby reached his high faster, simply by virtue of Scootaloo having had one not too long ago. His poor prostate delighted as it was pressed like the pleasure button it was, before his small shrimp dick spurted out its white load in its cage as he squealed into the shaft in orgasmic bliss.

“That’s a good pair of bitches. Lick more and take care of the tip,” the minotaur that had his rod slathered said, pulling a bit back, so the two foals could properly take in pointed smooth shape. Tumble hereby was faster taking it into his greedy maw and making it jab at the inside of his cheek from the angle.

“N-No fair, Tumble!” Scootaloo whined in cute perverted distress.

The femcolt in question gave only a mumbled unintelligible answer, albeit one with a teasing, lust drunk tone to it.

The pegasus filly could do nothing but to groan in annoyance, before slobbering over the rest of the dick as the gray colt took over the tip.

Wet slurps and licks could be heard along with the slapping and squelches as the three minotaurs went absolutely ham on the two.

Their large rods were stretching out those underage bodies in the most debauched manner possible and showing them pleasure beyond belief. Scootaloo easily stopped her whining as she was screaming out in ecstasy, fillyhood expelling her love juices.

She wasn’t the only one that was having fun either, as the throbbing shafts of these bulging minotaurs announced their own high only a minute later.

They punched into their respective onaholes as the hot seed was flooding their insides. The colt’s slimy payload flowed down his caged dicklet in delight as the hot burning pleasure was too much to endure.

The pink rod between them did cum as well after Scootaloo and Tumble were happily screaming into it. The pegasus colt’s cheeks bulged out as the bovine spunk shot out of his nostrils and mouth, while he was trying to swallow it. His fillyfriend deliriously went to the leaking jizz, kissing and licking it off of him.

Their friends could only watch in awe at what was happening, squirming in their seats, especially with how fucked they were right now.

Button mewled as his small dong spurted out its load from a prostate orgasm as his behind by the church was used to its fullest potential by a dragon shaft.

Seeing how the patrons around were gazing at them with perverted intent, it was obvious they wouldn’t have to wait long before they were treated the same.

Apple Bloom was, together with Sweetie Belle, picked up by the scruff of her neck by a bunch of rowdy dragons. Those slit eyes were trained on them eagerly with their pointed shafts pulsing.

Their bodies were laid on the tall bar stools and then their limbs were bound with some rope to it. Almost as if they were one with the furniture, even if that furniture did get a new use now.

“Oooh colt, it is starting!” Apple Bloom said with a grin, hitching her tail up, something that Sweetie Belle mirrored.

“It is. But do you think our coltfriends can handle themselves without us?” the white unicorn asked with a thoughtful look.

“They will be just fiiiiiiine! Ooh! Big one incoming!”

A purple dragon had happily put his dick against her slit, claiming it, just like the random pony by the church that was claiming her ass.

“Double penetration. That is the stuff~”

“For me too, but in the ass, not that I would complain about it. It is definitely a very fun occurrence,” Sweetie squeaked as those two large dragons were moving back and forth, seesawing in and out of their bulging bodies. Sweetie’s yellow hippogriff half and Apple Bloom’s pink dragon half were getting a nice work out. That much was for certain.

The obscene smacks echoed around as much as the moans and screams of the underage sluts that were used. A real cacophony of pleasure as they were forced to pay for their sins in the most pleasurable way possible.

And a most harsh way too, seeing how fast they were going at them.

“Ooooh! T-They could be slower though!” Sweetie Belle bellowed out in a high pitch, making her friend chuckle.

“Nah. It is just the right roughness for me!”

Those draconic shafts were doing well, scraping against their vaginal and anal walls, as they felt the additional dicks up their asses from the church. A bit of a surreal stimulation, but not an unwelcome one.

Pleasure was easily rising again and again, as their fillyhoods leaked and sprayed out their sticky juices. They were clenching and massaging them as well, reciprocating the sensations they experienced.

And as the dragons didn’t bother to hold back their arousal, they easily spunked inside of them only a short while later. Hotter than average cum was filling them up, warming their bodies and stretching their womb and bowels.

And after it popped free, the next creature in line was already descending upon them. A zebra and a changeling, both claiming the pussies of Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle respectively. Those stretched pink dragon and yellow hippogriff walls were easily taken advantage of.

Those equine shafts were going to have a fun time with them. Just like two zebras were having a fun time with Button and Tender. After their fillyfriends were taken, they themselves got their new butts deflowered within a minute.

Both were on the table belly first, as their new asses were railed. Button’s orange diamond dog bitch half was stretching nicely along that large shaft, just as Tender’s green changeling half did, as they both raised their tails on instinct for their suitors.

A hoof was on Button’s head, pressing it against Tender’s and forcing the two of them to kiss intimately. It was a bit embarrassing for them, while the hammering notions of multiple shafts was overworking their prostates.

Their shafts were erect. A small canine and equine one that eagerly spilled their seed as they squealed into one another, eyes rolling up as their tongues were exploring each other’s mouths.

“What a good pair of sluts! They are really into it!”

“Of course they would be. Any bitch is after they get stretched by our cocks!”

“Ha! Good point!”

This sentiment was proven as the kiss was broken with both colts moving their behinds in a circular motion, meeting the zebra’s thrusts as their fat asses jiggled in a sexy manner. The enhancements they had made to their bodies did make them quite the tasty morsels. Every bit as tasty as their filly friends.

Those medial rings easily slid in and out of them, showing their expertise in the field. The precum leaking into them by the enormous zebra poles helped as well, making the ride all the smoother.

It all fit into them nicely. The size difference only added to the excitement in fact as many different patrons watched those large cock outlines move lewdly along their bodies.

“Fuck. Underage skanks like this are the best! Can’t wait for my turn!” a diamond dog growled out in excitement, beating his meat eagerly, just like the many other patrons did unashamedly.

There was no need to hide it or to hold back with this many willing prostitutes around.

Button cried out as a fat blast of spunk hit the side of his face as one minotaur blew already simply from jerking off to the perverted sight. The colt shuddered as he felt the liquid on his fur. It never stopped to amaze him how real the sensation of this was. And he knew it firsthoof, seeing how he did jizz on his face several times. Sometimes even with Sweetie Belle’s assistance.

He whimpered and whined, small hind leg kicking as a spurt of his own seed splashed on the table. His eyes met the one’s of the dominant non-ponies, all of them very obviously wanting a piece of him. It made him shift his leg to show off the mess he was making, causing many to holler encouragingly.

“Damn. Quite the exhibitionist, aren’t you? I will give you a reward for that then, you faggot colt!” he moaned out. The pulsing and throbbing in Button’s ass was unmistakable and he could barely muster up enough strength to brace himself for what was coming.

The large zebra was busting a nut deep inside of him, spewing out his hot seed and marking his hole as the sloppy little onahole it was. The orange fur of the diamond dog ass was getting soaked as a lot of the salty payload was leaking out.

“A good start, ey? Let me join in on that with this other sissy here!” the zebra ramming Tender announced, speeding up more and making the wet schlicks echo around.

“O-Ohhhh fuck!” Tender screamed, not able to hold on. He squeezed Button tightly, as he felt his own bowels getting pumped full with slimy zebra jizz. Just like with Button, his green changeling ass got soaked nicely in it, even flowing over his own small dicklet and balls, making it hard to see how he himself was squirting in elation as well.

Those shafts twitched inside of them, a bit more flowing out inside of them, but soon afterwards, the colts held onto each other as they felt the dicks getting pulled out.

They groan as a bit of their anal walls was pulled out as well, showing their pink flesh, only for a diamond dog and a minotaur to approach them from their left and right. The pointed tips sunk into those holes and then slammed their walls right back inside, making them obscenely scream at the top of their lungs.

More cheers were heard as they were happily watching those foals get violated and waiting their turn. And considering how long their punishment time was, as it was displayed above their heads, they knew they would all get a turn on them.

And they could hardly wait.

Five and a half hours later

Many hours had passed..

All six of them were bound at the bar, laying on their backs as patrons ordered drinks while slamming their diminutive bodies in a mating press. They were sweaty cum filled and stained messes, only weakly able to cry out by then as their minds were too far gone to react all that much.

Diamond dog, dragon, minotaur, changeling, kirin. Any and every species was having their fun without holding back, bloating their bellies with a vast mixture of seed that no doubt would make them give birth in-game. And with how many dicks had run through them, it had made their holes constantly gape and prolapsed.

With a schlick another minotaur shaft was pulled from Scootaloo’s ruined pussy, while a thick griffon pole slipped from Tumble’s ass moments later.

Seed poured out of them easily and the tiled floor beneath them was stained in a large puddle from their activities.

Their ears twitched for a moment as a certain ring reached them and a window opened in front of their unfocused eyes.

‘SIN COUNTER UP! PUNISHMENT SEQUENCE WILL END AS SOON AS EVERY COCK IS PULLED OUT!’

As was stated, Scootaloo’s seapony half flickered, before it turned back into her own, showing that her regular flank was used just as roughly by many others as both her ass and pussy walls were out. Pink and slimy with spunk.

She groaned as she sat up, making a large amount splatter to the ground. Her small hooves reached down towards her holes to stuff those pink anal and vaginal walls back in. Not an easy feat with that large belly in the way. And with how sensitive she was, tired moans slipped from her lips as she was doing so.

Tumble was already done with it, running a hoof through his mane. “I really need to go to the bathroom to fix myself back up…clean my dress too. I don’t think there is a clean speck of it…or my body.

“Huh…There isn’t,” Scootaloo agreed, just now noticing how soaked her entire body was, as she squirmed left and right with her ass.

“I wish logging out would reset our appearance and lead to us being squeaky clean!” Sweetie Belle chimed in even as Button, who was next to her, was still out like a light.

“It’s more fun that way, ya know?” Apple Bloom pointed out with a snicker, rolling around on the cum soaked counter, making the minotaur at the bar groan.

“Stop spreading this mess, or I will deduct it from your pay.”

“Yes, sir~” she giggled, cum drunk.

“You okay there, Tender?” Tumble asked, seeing how his fillyfriend was in no condition to notice or care about him swaying as he was sitting up.

“Y-Yes. It was j-just a bit much. They way those large bodies slammed into me…it rattled my brain.”

“Aw, dammit. Already over?” one of the patrons, a diamond dog, mused.

“Sorry, handsome. We will have to play next time,” the gray pegasus colt said, waving him off. He accepcted it with a grumble. There was no way any creature could force themself on them with the strong bartender there.

The disappointment was shared among all the guests of this bar, but considering how much they had fucked these six sluts those six hours, it wasn’t only some minor disappointment overall.

More than anything, they were satisfied, so many waved them goodbye, clapping cheeks and getting in one final grope as most of them filed out slowly or logged off.

The minotaur behind the bar waved his hand, causing a ‘Kaching!’ like noise to appear as the payment was transferred.

“The agreed upon amount as well as a bonus for you,” he told them plainly.

“Thanks,” Scootaloo said, gazing from him to the others. “I think we should log off now. We have been in-game for a long time now.”

“You do that then. I would rather not have any parents come in to complain to me.”

“Even if the church is at fault?” Tumble asked with a giggle.

“Technically, you are at fault for breaking the laws. But parents would bother anyone they can pin the blame on, regardless if it makes sense or not. Wouldn’t be the first time…Either way, you are welcome to return anytime if you want to earn some coin.”

“That’s sweet of you!” Sweetie Belle mentioned, beaming at him.

“Bwuh?” Button supplied, as he regained his senses, as the white filly gave him some headpats.

“It is time to log out, Button. I will go first with him. I think he needs a bit of a hoof,” the filly explained, before both were the first to log out.

“See you next time then,” Scootaloo said with a slight grin.

The others also said their goodbyes as one after the other logged out. While today was a definite bust, it wasn’t a complete one. They still earned some bits, even if it wasn’t as much.

Regardless, they would have to rethink their approach next time…or go all in on prostitution. That at least wouldn’t net them the ire of the church. It was something they would be discussing next time though. With how tired and overused their bodies were, there was no way they could have discussed it now, even if they wanted to.

Tumble gave his fillyfriend a deep cum filled kiss on the lips. They hugged, grinding their spunk covered bodies against each other. The gray colt pulled off after a moment, licking his lips.

“Love you, Scoots. Let’s have some more fun outside.”

“You bet!” the orange pegasus said with a grin, as they both logged off.

A bit of comfort, affirming they would figure things out. They always did. For now and in the future as they logged off, feeling at ease and also looking forward to what new bit making methods they could try.