Harem Alliance

Fourteen. Fourteen stallions visited her in the next three hours. They were for sure hearing about this from the gryphon that had written on her, as she knew this area wasn't easily seen from anywhere except the track, and, barring a big event, the track was never this busy. Plus, some of them even said so.

She knew it had been three hours because the school bell rang. It was very likely that, unless somepony managed to free her from this, several children, as well as the parents that came looking for those children, would see her like this. That would land her in a dungeon with indecent exposure charges, and no indication of who had done this, other than the fact that she now knew he was a gryphon, based on testimony from the other stallions.

As number fourteen came inside of her battered and stretched-out pussy, he put the fifteenth mark on her arsecheek. She didn't know how long it was going to take to remove all of that, but she was likely either not going to be able to make her corn chowder tonight, or she was going to have to cover herself so her kids didn't see.

After shoving the marker back up her arse, he walked off, and almost immediately, another stallion showed up. "Hey, look at that. The gryphon was right. There really is a slut here."

Muffin Top rolled her eyes. She'd heard this same thing from almost half a dozen stallions before him.

"Wait... Muffin Top?"

Her eyes shot open. Her mind was in a fog because of the events of the day so far, but his voice sounded familiar. She knew him. She just couldn't place it. If they knew each other, perhaps he could help her.

She shouted into the gag as loud as she could and pushed herself against the hole to indicate that she was stuck and needed help to free herself.

As she stopped shouting, he poked his head around the front side of her, and she instantly recognised his face. It was her boss. "Well, this is troubling... Would you care to explain yourself?"

She turned her head so that the lock on the gag was facing him, then tapped it with her hoof.

"And where's the key?"

She pointed behind her, then once more tried to push herself out. It was obvious from this side that her pudginess was preventing her from pushing her way out.

"Alright, alright... Let me help you with that."

He disappeared around back and grabbed her arse, giving it a tug. Nothing came of it. He tried to dig her skin out, to try to force her through bit by bit, but the pained yelps she was giving made it clear that this was hurting her. Still, he'd managed to move her half a centimetre.

"Okay. We're making progress, but what we really need is some lubricant. Your body is stuck because of the wedge created by your skin, and your skin is sticking because there's too much friction. So, what I'm going to do is push you a little bit more forward, then lube up your skin on your side, then come back and try to pull you out."

She nodded, then remembered that he couldn't see her.

Then she felt him press up against her. "I don't have any lube on me," he said, "but I know how to make some. Don't worry, this is just to make it easier to pull you out."

With a strong thrust, he was inside of her, simultaneously yanking her back by the hips with every thrust and pushing her back in on impact. One of his hooves was scooping up the mess left by the other stallions and dribbling it around the rim of the hole, trying to lube up what he could on this side alone, and that did make it a little bit easier to slide, but it wasn't quite enough.

"The kids should be here in ten minutes," he moaned. "When that happens, we need to be gone." He slammed harder and faster, trying to finish before too long.

Then suddenly, he yanked out. suddenly, he was right in front of her, sliding his hoof along his cock, which he rested on her shoulder. A few seconds later, as he pulled on her shoulder with his cum-covered hoof, thick white ropes of cum plastered her back, and he started to pant.

She was about to punch him in the balls for doing this when she still needed help, but he moved, smearing his seed allover her body and around the hole. He really was lubing her up to slip out the way she came in.

"Now," he huffed, "I'm going to go around back and pull. You push from this side. Hopefully, you'll be slick enough to slip out."

With a nod, Muffin Top braced herself. She once more felt hooves on her hips, and before too long, they were pulling her back. He had a difficult time gripping her because of how covered she was, but his hooves found a good amount of purchase as he squeezed her breasts.

On the fifth yank, her dry skin was pulled out of the way, leaving just the wet gunk, and with one more good tug, she slipped free. She didn't have a great stance, and neither did he, so with all of their weight being thrust backward, that's exactly where they fell. As she landed on top of him, her body weight pulled her down. He was still erect, having been rubbing his dick against the side of her tail, even innocently, as he pulled. When she landed on him, she had enveloped him, and he had gone up her arse by complete accident.

As she stood up, she turned around to help him up. She tried to thank him, but she was still gagged.

"Sorry for losing your marker," he said, dusting himself off.

She looked around on the ground, and couldn't find it. Then she noticed the black mark on his cock that hadn't been there when it was on her shoulder. The marker had been in her arse, and it didn't take a genius to figure out where it had been shoved.

She reached back for the key, only to find that it wasn't there. She looked questioningly at her boss, then motioned as if removing something from her tail.

"Yes, the key. I saw it there when I was pulling. I have some bad news about that..."

He turned around and lifted his tail. The cable that had been used to grip the key was sticking out of his arse. He had accidentally fallen on it, and it was lodged firmly up his butt.