Shaka

Chapters

Breaking in Harshwhinny
Some New Toys
His Foals

Breaking in Harshwhinny

Within the vast and beautiful Crystal Empire, the Equestrian Games have begun. A multicultural event where teams from all over Equestria, and even Kingdom beyond their borders, came to compete in a series of events. From running, flying, swimming, magic, sports, and other magnificent displays, the athletes of the Equestrian Games were a sight to behold. But it wasn’t the competitors that made such a feat possible, nor the numerous wealthy nobles, or even the many Royals who financed these events. No, it was a small army of ponies dedicated to coordinating everything. Among the group was the head planner, Miss Harshwhinny.

The light brown earth mare was making her way through the final documents for the games. She had spent months putting everything together, contacting and meeting with many, many influential figures, setting up proper food stalls, as well as possibly a hundred other things. She had been working herself so ragged, that even her prime and proper blonde mane, and even her neat and tidy purple suit was getting its fair share of scuffs along her wrists, elbows, and pant legs.

“Ugh, finally, just about finished.” Harshwhinny groaned, signing the last dozen or so papers before sighing a breath of relief. “Once this is taken care of, only an absolute idiot could ruin everything.” Once the last of the papers were signed and organized, she placed it in a folder to be delivered by the next day.

Leaving her office, the mare quickly freshened herself up. She was exhausted, but she wasn’t going to lose the look of strict and stern professionalism that she tried so hard to exemplify. Harshwhinny was given a lot of responsibilities, more than anyone else was thought to have handled, and so she was going to live up to this expectation. Making her way from the castle, she walked along the street of the Crystal Empire. Given how major and massive the Games were, most of the streets were empty, especially in the late afternoon.

This was perfect, Harshwhinny wasn’t a very social pony, and often preferred to stay in her office all day. But today, after all the hard work she had done, and all she had managed to achieve, she needed a drink; a strong drink. Thankfully, she knew a possible pub to get such sustenance. After overhearing it from many of the staff she supervises, she heard of a pub called On the Rocks, which was quite well known for selling some good, strong, sweet tasting drinks. Upon arriving, she saw the place barely had a living soul within.

The bartender, a muscular looking crystal unicorn, was cleaning glasses, while a couple pegasi were watching the highlights of the Games on a nearby television screen. The only thing that really put her unease was the four rambunctious looking zebra stallions that were sitting at a table. Laughing, boasting, and otherwise being loud and disruptive, Harshwhinny had to consider if just being in the same building as these brutes would be worth the drink. Reluctantly, she chose the drink.

Walking up to the bartender, she ordered something she figured she could quickly enjoy, and hoped the zebras wouldn’t notice her. Unfortunately, not only did they see her walk in, but their eyes have been on her since she walked in. Though she wanted to ignore them, Harshwhinny could vaguely make out some of the words they were saying. Sexy babe, big tits, nice ass, as well as a dozen other crude and disrespectful words were just barely whispered between the four of them. Rolling her eyes, she paid for her drink and decided to sit as far away from these zebras as she could.

Harshwhinny was just barely a few sips into her drink, before noticing one of the zebras was approaching her. Rolling her eyes again, she did her best to ignore his approach, but knew he was going to say something. Sipping down a little more, she attempted to appear uninterested, giving this zebra the cold shoulder. But all this seemed to do was present a better challenge for him, and based on the half-drunk boasting of his friends, this was just some game.

“Why hello there, I didn’t know there were mares here as beautiful as you are.” The first zebra commented, greeting and complimenting the mare as best as he could. “I was wondering if you are by chance alone, and wish to have company.”

“I’m good.” Harshwhinny replied, no hesitation in her voice as she replied, and the way she glared at the zebra, it nearly caused him to stagger back. “I’m content as I am.”

The first zebra said nothing, seemingly accepting this decline, returning to his friends. A second zebra tried, this one tried to sway her to join them. And while this one was a little more direct, he was still trying to butter her up with his words. Annoyed, she sent him away too. A third zebra tried, but he fared no better than the first and second, and so it was eventually up to the fourth zebra to try and get Harshwhinny to join them. But by this point, the mare had had enough of this all.

“Hello, you are certainly a strong mare to turn down so many lesser males.” The fourth zebra commented, jokingly mocking his friends as he spoke to her. “But perhaps you are more interested in a real-”

“Look, I’m not fucking interested in being with you or any striped thug zebs!” Harshwhinny snapped, partially buzzed from trying to enjoy her drink. Her racial comment caused everyone in the bar to gasp in shock. Realizing what she had done, she drowned her alcohol, got up, and glared at the zebra. “I’m leaving.”

The zebras stood there, shocked by the mare’s rude behavior. Normally, it didn’t take four of them to ask out a mare, but now, new thoughts were running through their minds. If this mare, if this bitch was going to be some racist, then they were going to have to handle her a little differently. Looking to his friends, the fourth zebra nodded, signaling the other three to get up and join him.

As soon as she left the pub, Harshwhinny just wanted to get back to the hotel she was staying in. The alcohol she had drank must’ve been stronger than she thought. While she was feeling a little buzzed before, downing the full drink then and there was hitting her very hard. She was wobbling a little, and she grumbled at the frustration of not even getting a chance to enjoy her attempts to relax. Those loud, rude zebras were to blame for all of this, and as soon as she would get back to her hotel room, she was going to sleep through what was probably going to be a major hangover.

But because Harshwhinny was so focused on keeping her balance, and getting to her hotel, she failed to notice that she was being followed. Those four zebras, who had taken a major offense to her racial comment, as well as her rude tone, were going to teach this bitch a lesson. Following her was easy, she wasn’t walking all that fast, and from the way she was wobbling, she was going to be very easy to overpower. All they needed was a chance to get her alone.

After several minutes of stalking the mare, they saw their chance. Harshwhinny seemed to have noticed them following her. And rather than run, or cause a scene, the mare in her partially drunken mind, decided to try and lose the zebras. She did this, but crossing the street, and dipping into a back alley. The four zebras couldn’t help but chuckle, seeing how easy this was going to be, picked up the pace and followed her.

In the alley, Harshwhinny realized far too late that she had made the wrong choice, and as soon as she turned around to see if they were still following her, she saw two of them. Panic quickly overtook her, she started to run. The liquor in her system was still too much, and though the alley was mostly clear and open, she crashed a few times against the walls. The end of the alley was rapidly approaching, but just as she believed she was clear, the other two zebras turned the corner, they had cut her off.

“Looks like she’s not doing too well.” One of the zebras laughed, mocking the mare as she trembled in fear. “And she’s shaking, she must be cold.”

“Looks like it, and I know somewhere she can get nice and warm.” Another zebra laughed, presenting something behind Harshwhinny’s back. “Don’t worry, bitch. We’ll be gentle.” Before she knew it, a bag was thrown over her head.

Harshwhinny screamed as loud as she could, but her sounds were muffled, and no one was anywhere near this alley. The games had kept the whole of the empire distracted, and now, she was to be prey to these zebras. As well as this, screaming cut off too much air in the bag, and within seconds, she passed out. Taking off the bag, the four zebras chuckled and snickered amongst themselves. They knew exactly what to do.

Eventually, sound seemed to rouse Harshwhinny of her forced rest. As well as this, there was a smell, it was raw, potent, like walking into a room right after an orgy. Looking around, she found she was tied up, laying in the corner of a room, some sort of hotel from the looks of it. Reclining on a fancy bed, was a male zebra. But unlike the other four, who were seemingly explaining something in their language to him, this one was stronger looking, and his stripes were far more sinister looking, ending with a white patch on his face that gave the impression of a skull.

Harshwhinny had been kidnapped, that much was obvious. But from the looks of things, nothing was stolen, and even the ropes holding her in place weren’t too tight, just enough to keep her restrained. Looking over, she saw that while the four zebras who captured her were standing in submission to this fifth zebra, the sinister looking one was naked, with his massive cock being tended to by the oral worship of a pair of crystal mares.

“It seems our new friend is awake.” This fifth zebra said, his voice echoed a tone of command, and yet a smugness that reviled Harshwhinny. “Please, brothers, let’s give our guest a proper greeting.” Gesturing the mares away, he leaned forward, until he was sitting on the edge of the bed. “A pleasure to meet you, I’m Shaka.”

Harshwhinny looked at him, this naked, muscular zebra, a shiver of fear ran through her body as his eyes seemed to only examine every inch of her. It was like he was judging her, gauging something about her. No doubt he was going to do something to her, given the two crystal mares who were laying comfortably on the bed, this Shaka was going to rape her. The mare tried to struggle, but as if he knew this, the zebra glared down at her, smiling a sinister grin.

“By all means, feel free to struggle.” Shaka laughed, smirking as he did so. “We’ve rented out not only the entire floor, but had the staff dampen any noises. Really, you ponies are fucking pathetic.”

Harshwhinny somewhat settled down. She knew how good such a thing was, and if there was a dampening spell placed on the suite, let alone the entire floor, then no amount of screaming would be enough. Glancing at the window, she was certain it was enchanted to be too durable for her to break through, and even then, it would be a long fall down. For a moment, she had to consider the options, rape or death. Looking at Shaka, it was clear, he was enjoying her mental anguish.

“Now that’s a good look on your face. I’ll need to remember it for later.” Shaka explained. “Now, my brothers here said you were a real racist bitch, and well, we can’t have that, can we?” Harshwhinny only glared at him with hate filled eyes. “Now, normally, I would just have bitches like you are broken , nice and slow, but I’m in a good mood.” He gestured to the other zebras. “Strip her.”

The other four zebras did as Shaka commanded, rapidly approaching Harshwhinny, grabbing at her. At once, the panic fully set in, and the mare was thrashing about, shouting and screaming her muffled voice as she was fighting back as much as she could. The zebras only laughed, grabbing and tearing at her clothes. Harshwhinny tensed up as soon as she heard it. The ripping, the tearing, the way her clothes were torn from her body, revealing her sizable tits.

“Well fuck, this bitch got some good tits!” The first zebra laughed, grabbing at them, making the mare gasp out in the sensation. “Sensitive to. Bet we can make her cum just from twisting those nipples?”

“By all means, enjoy yourselves.” Shaka commented, looking over to Harshwhinny. There was the look of timidness, fear, and pain. “Oh, don’t worry, you’ll feel better soon. Well, after they’re done with you.” Reaching down, he gestured to his cock. “You see, my dick is too big for uptight sluts like you, and you were quite rude to my brothers. So I figured, I’ll let them have their fun with you first, and then, I’ll really fuck you up.”

“Let’s start betting now.” The first comment. “I bet thirty bits that foal will be mine.”

“I bet forty it’s mine!” The second commented, adding into the laughter as he ripped off Harshwhinny’s skirt. “First shots always finish last.”

“Then I’ll be the one to finish it off.” The third commented, tugging at the mare’s hair to make her gasp. “I’ll take your bet, but forty-five says it’s mine.”

“I’m not into making more brats right now, not with bitchy whores like this at least.” The fourth added. “So you three have fun, but I’ll take her tight ass. I wanna hear her scream.”

“Please, please, brothers. Control yourselves.” Shaka laughed, clapping in amusement. “We all know the foals will be mine, but by all means, please enjoy her to your heart’s content. It’s the closest to winning you four will get.”

That was enough to fully set the zebras off, they needed to fuck her, they wanted to breed her, all while Shaka was watching them. They knew they didn’t stand a chance against him, not when it came to breaking pony sluts. But the sensation of being able to make this bitch scream first was more than enough to make up for it, and if it meant losing a bet, then that was fine. Though, it wouldn’t be too bad if one of them actually won their wagers. Shaka had enough bastard foals as is.

Tearing off the last of her clothes, Harshwhinny was completely naked, scared and at the mercy of these zebra assholes. She was shivering, getting ready to scream, but when she opened her mouth, she only gasped, seeing as the four zebras dropped their pants. There were four, big, fat cocks in front of her. They were throbbing as if to threaten her further. Realizing what was about to happen, Harshwhinny was ready to scream, but as she was about to, one of the zebras rammed his cock in her mouth, grabbing the back of her head to hold her in place.

“Oh fuck! Her throat is tight as shit!” The zebra commented, laughing as he started to thrust in and out as if to facefuck the mare. “Guess I’ll start here, so have fun getting a head start on that cunt!”

“Best way for me to win!” The other zebra commented, grabbing at Harshwhinny’s body. “Just keep her in place, I gotta get…right…in her…there!”

At once, the zebra rammed his cock in Harshwhinny’s pussy, getting a little over half his length in her incredibly tight hole. The mare screamed a muffled cry of pain, feeling as her inner folds were being forced open. Another zebra grabbed her, partially flipped her over, which was incredibly awkward for his brothers, but he managed to get to her tight looking tailhole. Raising a hand, he smacked her flank, making her flinch and thrash, which only caused her throat and pussy to get fucked harder.

“There we go, make her shake. I wanna break that ass!” The zebra commented, licking his hand before rubbing along his shaft to get him lubricated enough. “Now, let’s see if this makes her…even louder!” Thrusting forward, he just barely managed to get a few inches in the mare’s ass before it was too tight.

Harshwhinny screamed her muffled sounds, which only caused the zebra in her mouth to shove himself deeper. As well as this, her pussy loosened up a bit and she was getting more dick in there as well. And while the three zebras were savoring the feeling of gangraping Harshwhinny, the fourth was seemingly content just standing there and watching. Shaka only watched this, the crystal mares he had been fucking were back to licking and worshiping along his cock with their whore mouths.

“Not going to take part?” Shaka asked his brother. “Or did they get to the best parts first?”

“Oh, no, no, I’ll take my turn. But I’m more into fucking whores right now.” The zebra replied, sighing before chuckling. “When they’re done with some screaming bitch, I’ll be right there to scoop up a whore.”

“Clever, but don’t take too long.” Shaka replied with a smirk, his eyes glowing a little for a moment, like a sinister, flickering flame. “When you’re all finished, I’ll have my turn.”

Shaka, along with the other zebra watched as the three others were enjoying Harshwhinny’s body. The mare was at these zebras’ mercy, and they were giving none of it to her. She was feeling as the stallions’ cocks were hammering in and out of her, defiling every inch of her being. She closed her eyes, hoping to all hope that this was all a dream, a vile nightmare of her deepest fears, but one strong smack of her ass woke her from her delusions. This was real, and her torment was only just beginning.

“Come on you bitch, choke on this cock!” The zebra fucking her throat grunted, hammering his length against Harshwhinny’s face. “Teach you to talk shit about us. Only thing that belongs in your mouth is some fat cock!”

“Speaking of bitch, how uptight do you think she was?” The zebra plowing her ass laughed along. “With how tight her tailhole is, the stick up her ass must’ve been a pencil dick.” He sneered down at her. “At least her ass sounds good when I do this!” Raising a hand, he smacked her ass again, making her scream out a muffled cry of pain. “Oh yeah, fucking music to the ears.”

“You want music? How does this sound?” The zebra in her pussy asked with a chuckle. Gripping at Harshwhinny’s hips he thrusted upwards. There was an almost rhythmic sound of cum heavy balls slapping upwards against her forcibly soaked pussy. “There, you see? The sound of violent mating.”

“Come on you crazy bastards, stuff the bitch so I can have a turn.” The fourth zebra commented, losing more and more patience. “Either break the whore or bust a nut in her already!”

“Impatient. You had your chance.” The first zebra laughed, reaching down to grab somewhat gently around Harshwhinny’s throat. “But, since I’m in such a giving mood, I’ll do you a solid, and fuck this slut’s throat raw!”

While the zebra in her ass and pussy maintained their own pleasurable pacing, the one pounding her throat was hammering faster and faster. He was huffing, squeezing a little, which caused the mare to begin to choke. Panic was setting in as she was struggling to breath. With this massive cock ruining and stretching out her throat, her nostrils were flaring, her senses were burning with the potent, vulgar musk that she was forced to breathe in, or suffocate. It was nauseating, but she had no choice.

Harshwhinny’s body was in a burning pain, feeling as her holes were being brutally raped. She couldn’t escape, and the restraints on her body were rubbing against her body. The zebras fucked harder and harder, slamming their cocks in her body, and making her feel more and more of this humiliation, fear, and pain. Even as her tits bounced faster and faster from all the rapid thrusting and movements, it was making her scream more muffled sounds.

Shaka crossed arms, standing beside the zebra as the crystal mares were on their knees, still worshiping at the intimidating zebra’s cock and balls. The mare being defiled was being brutalized, but he could tell his brothers were getting closer and closer to orgasm. Smirking, he shook his head as he was enjoying the sight of the zebras breaking this mare.

“Looks like they’re getting close.” Shaka commented, smirking harder as his lips curled to a wicked smile. “Should I have her cleaned up when they’re done?”

“Nah, I don’t mind a sloppy mess.” The zebra commented, smirking to his brother. “Besides, I like seeing them covered in cum and begging to be broken.”

“Fair enough.” Shaka shrugged with a chuckle. “Alright, you three, hurry up.” Though his tone was direct, the zebras could tell, he was becoming impatient.

Pausing for a moment, the three could see the look on Shaka’s face. Their expressions ran cold for a brief moment, only to pick up the speed of their fucking. Moving faster and faster, slapping their balls against her body, getting closer and closer. Huffing and groaning, the zebras’ cocks swelled as they were getting there. Almost…just about…gritting their teeth as they finally felt as if their climax was coming.

Bottoming out hard and deep in Harshwhinny, the three zebras blew their shared loads into the mare’s body, stuffing her throat, pussy, and ass with hot spunk. She screamed her muffled cries of pain. It was all too much for her and she couldn’t do anything as she was fucked full of their vile zebra spunk. Holding her in place, her body still struggled, but weakened more and more as she was suffocating on the cum in her throat. It was like she was drowning as her belly and womb filled with hot seeds.

But thankfully, through some mercy, the zebras released the mare. Dropping her all at once as she collapsed on the zebra still in her pussy. She was weakened, twitching, and had cum gushing out of all of her holes. Shoving her off, the zebra under her laughed as she fell to her size, crying and weakened from the brutal rape she had endured. Getting up, the three backed away, looking over to Shaka, hoping they were able to please him.

“Alright, I don’t think we need her tied up anymore.” Shaka commented, his eyes starting to glow. He then looked to the zebra besides him. “I’m sorry, but you might not have a lot of time with her. I’m getting really pent up.”

“Of course, I understand.” The fourth zebra nodded in a submissive smile. “But I’d like some time, if that is okay.”

“Of course, you can have your taste before I breed this whore.” Shaka replied, smirking as he looked at Harshwhinny. “Untie her, and I shall do the rest.” The zebra bowed, and rushed over to Harshwhinny.”

Shaka’s eyes began to glow. It was a dim, dark light that flicked in his vision until it gave the impression of a dark, greenish flame that was bursting slowly from his eye sockets. Opening his mouth, a blackish mist of similar color bleed out, as if the air he was breathing was tainted by his magic. Like a sinister miasma, this putrid looking magic flowed from his mouth and eyes, with a reverberation of gurgling chanting that echoed from deep in his throat.

Like a dense fog, or a sinister miasma, the magic that seemed to bleed out from Shaka’s eyes and mouth creeped along towards Harshwhinny. Before she realized it, she was struck by this magic. It was a vileness that seemed to cause her entire body to feel violently ill. It attacked her in the eyes, ears, nose, mouth, forcing its way into her as she seemingly choked on the foulness of this enchantment. She tried to scream, but all that could escape were gurgling coughs and gagging.

The three zebras took a step back. This had not been the first time they had seen Shaka’s magic, but that didn’t mean it didn’t disturb them. When the magic fully filled up Harshwhinny, the mare started thrashing about. She was throwing her arms and legs about, flailing as she was gasping out breathless screams of what seemed to be pain. Shaka only continued to watch. Even as the magic left him, his lips still muttered whatever wicked incantation he was whispering.

But eventually, the magic faded, and Harshwhinny’s body settled. She lay there, limp and soar as remnants of the magic leaked out of her face like a thin mist or steam. Shaka only smiled, his eyes beaming with amusement at her. The fourth zebra smirked, licking his lips as he was getting close to the mare. As soon as he got close, the mare’s eyes burst open. She looked up at him with a strangeness. This wasn’t a look of fear, but of longing.

At once, the mare lunged her head upwards, as if pulled by some magical force that caused her mouth to envelop the zebra’s cock. He gasped, only to then start to pant out. Harshwhinny’s eyes were filled with the lustful daze of a skilled whore. Shaka smirked, laughing heartily as he marveled over his handiwork. It had been a while since he used his magic to break a mare, but it was no less entertaining.

“Fuck…Shaka…she’s sucking my cock so hard.” The zebra huffed, placing his hands on the back of Harshwhinny’s head to try and steady the motions of the mare’s head. “Oh shit…she’s sucking the soul out of me…”

“By all means, enjoy this whore.” Shaka chuckled, watching as Harshwhinny was sucking off the zebra faster and faster. “But remember. Once you cum, she’s all mine.” He glanced over to the other three. “I’m done with my sluts, you can have them.” The zebras only smirked, looking at the still horny crystal mares.

The zebra in Harshwhinny’s mouth was pumping himself faster and faster in and out of her mouth. He was trying to fuck her throat like it was a loose pussy. The mare’s eyes were glossed over, rolling back as she was seemingly nothing more than just a living cocksleeve, a toy to choke on this fat cock. The zebra only continued hammering himself, humping in and out of their mouth-pussy.

“Fuck…this bitch’s mouth…so tight…” The zebra grunted and groaned. Fucking faster and faster, he could feel as he was going to cum at any moment. “Shit, shit, shit. You fucking whore! Choke on it!”

Grabbing at the back of Harshwhinny’s head, the zebra bottomed out in her mouth, swelling in her throat as she was feeling him cum deep inside her. She swallowed it down, as if to savor the feeling of Harshwhinny’s throat squeezing along the dick that was cuming in her belly. The zebra held himself in place, not letting a single drop of cum escape as she eagerly drank it all down. Eventually, the zebra, being spent from his release, slowly pulled himself out of Harshwhinny’s mouth.

“Shit…thanks Shaka. I really needed that.” The zebra commented, looking at the crystal mares currently being fucked by the other zebras. “So…is it too late to-”

“Knock yourself out.” Shaka commented, smirking and chuckling as he gestured to the other mares. The zebra was more than happy to join his brothers. Approaching Harshwhinny, he smirked. “Alright, mare. Why don’t you introduce yourself.”

“My name?” Harshwhinny responded, her voice sounding like a low moan as she was still swallowing cum. “I’m Harshwhinny, I’m just a worthless, racist whore who can’t help but spread my legs for fat, zebra cock.” Laying on her back, she presented herself in a vulgar and alluring manner. “Please punish this bitch by knocking her up with your big dick.”

“There we go, that’s a good whore.” Shaka smirked, showing off his cock to the mare. “Now, show me how you want this dick.”

“Please, fuck me. Fuck me like a breeding whore!” Harshwhinny moaned, bucking up her hips as she rubbed her pussy faster and faster. She was feeling herself getting closer and closer to an orgasm. “My pussy needs your cock, ruin me, fuck me up. I want to have all your foals fucked in my slutty womb.”

“Hmm, well, good enough. For now.” Shaka nodded, smirking at the mare as she continued to present her to her new master. But rather than point his cock to her pussy, he stepped over Harshwhinny’s body, kneeling a little to lay his cock between the mare’s large tits. “What? Did you think I’m gonna fuck that whore cunt first? Now, I’m gonna ruin that mouth-pussy of yours first.”

Harshwhinny only cooed and moaned, feeling as if she was about to cum from Shaka’s insults and tone. The zebra’s words only seemed to resonate in her being. She was worthless, she was pathetic, she only existed to serve her master, and now he was going to give her the attention of his cock. So she would need to make sure to be thankful, and worship at Shaka’s dick as it lay between her tits. Reaching up, she pressed her breasts together, making it easier for her master to titfuck her.

Shaka only smiled, enjoying the mare’s playful and whorish actions. Harshwhinny moaned as she licked and suckled around the zebra’s cockhead. It felt so good, she felt like she was fulfilling her role, her reason for being. She was Shaka’s cocksleeve, and every moment she didn’t have his cock against her body, let alone inside her slutty holes, she was in a state of misery. His dick was her life, his cum was her food, and his words were her pride.

“Come on whore, get to it.” Shaka commented, staring down at the mare. “Or are you going to make me do all the work?” Harshwhinny tensed up, but then started to work faster. She didn’t want to make her master angry.

Pushing herself faster, Harshwhinny took in more and more of Shaka’s cock, swelling her throat as she took it in. Her body shivered as she was savoring this dick. Her insides trembled as the strong taste of her master was making its way to the back of her mouth. Her large tits pressed and rubbed against the chest, only getting her more and more aroused as she wanted to feel Shaka in her.

Shaka continued to let the mare throatfuck herself on his size. She was doing surprisingly well for a stuck up bitch. Normally, mares he uses his magic on still show some degree or awkwardness when fucking themselves, but Harshwhinny was different. She was handling his length as if she was used to sucking such big cocks. It was quite a surprise, and he only chuckled at it.

“Now bad, slut. Not bad.” Shaka commented, reaching down to the sides of Harshwhinny’s head. “But this wouldn’t be enough for my cock. Maybe my brothers, but for me, we need to really fuck this throat-cunt up.” Pulling down, he thrusted forward, nearly bottoming out as the mare gasped a muffled sound.

Shaka held Harshwhinny in place, making her tremble as the zebra cock was cutting off her air. Her eyes were rolled back, tears were pouring down, her nostrils were burning as what little that entered was a dense miasma of musk. Releasing a little, Shaka then thrusted again, beginning a steady humping pace. The mare’s body was partially limp as she felt her mouth and throat being fucked by this massive cock.

She trembled, with her arms all but dangling at her side as her large tits pressed against Shaka’s legs as he continued to fuck in and out of her throat. It felt so good, she had such a fuckable mouth, it was actually very surprising. It was tight, warm, wet, and the muffled cries of worship pleasure that was coming from her mouth whenever he had less than half his length inside her. Shaka was steady in his motions, not wanting her to pass out too soon, but was being especially rough with her.

The other zebras watched for a while, but knew that once Shaka would start, the mare he was gonna break was pretty much gonna be some loose whore. So they enjoyed the crystal mares he had let them enjoy. And while they were still gaping from previously being fucked by the strong zebra, they were still tight enough to be gangbanged by the others. The mares moaned, clinging and holding onto the four as if they couldn’t live without zebra cock and cum.

“Shit, I think I might just cum soon.” Shaka commented, grunting as he was moving his hips faster and faster. His cum filled, heavy balls slapped against Harshwhinny’s chin. “Alright you whore. Show me how much you want my cum.”

Harshwhinny, though her arms felt so heavy and weak, reached up, wrapping around Shaka’s thighs. She pulled herself closer, letting herself be deepthroated more and more often. The mare could only moan as she closed her eyes, savoring the feeling of her throat being filled with cock, and soon to be cum. Shaka was so much different than the others. He was rougher, his dick was bigger, and the taste and smell was stronger. But Harshwhinny only felt absolute devotion to him. She only wished to be his cock loving slut.

“Almost, almost, almost.” Shaka grunted, huffing a little as he was fucking the mare’s mouth faster and faster. Her large tits bounced between his legs as he moved to no all but stand over as he fucked downwards to really fuck her deeply. “Come on, I’m gonna cum, and you’re gonna drink it all.”

Grunting, Shaka hammered himself faster and faster, as if he was trying to push Harshwhinny down on her back with his cock. She was leaking out a noticeable pool of her juices, seemingly cumming from the hard throatfucking that the zebra was giving her. She moaned on his length, feeling as she only held herself up to make sure she was still wrapping her slutty throat-pussy around this dick. Her hands held tighter on the back of Shaka’s thighs as she hugged herself against him.

Shaka could feel his orgasm coming. It wasn’t gonna be a big one, but definitely one to make this mare choke on his load. Huffing, he smirked down an almost sinister expression down at her. Harshwhinny was gagging, her neck was getting stiff and her jaw was sore, but she only continued to moan like a bitch in heat as Shaka fucked her throat. But as he was reaching the height of his humping pace, he finally stopped, pulling back, and then rammed himself in.

Harshwhinny’s eyes went wide, and then partially crossed eyes as hearts glowed in them. Shaka was cumming, pumping his thick, potent load in her belly. The mare whore only swallowed what she could. It felt so good to take in her master’s cum, but there was just so much of it. Drinking down as much as she could, the swelling cock made it impossible for any cum to leave the corners of her mouth, but some leaked out of her nose.

“Fuck…keep going…drink it all…” Shaka grunted, his cock was fully shoved in the mare’s throat. He could feel as the mare’s mouth pulsed a little around his throbbing length, and she was gulping down as much as she could. “Mmm, yeah…like that. Keep taking it.”

After several more long moments of holding himself in place, Harshwhinny’s strength seemed to finally give out. With her hold slipping from Shaka’s thighs, she fell back, landing on her back under the zebra. His cock slipped from her fucked open throat, which only made his dick let out a few more spurts of his thick, hot cum, which splattered across her face and tits, that heaved with each panting breath.

Taking a step back, Shaka looked at the mare, the way she was sweating, laying on her back, and clearly struggling to breathe as cum leaked from her fucked open mouth. Smirking, he chuckled a little to himself. Harshwhinny seemed to be barely conscious as the zebra gazed down at her. Her pussy was soaked, and her body was twitching in the orgasm choking on her master’s cock had done to her.

“Alright, that’s enough of a warm up.” Shaka commented, his tone resonated with a more dominating inflection. “Now, present yourself whore. Show me you’re worth my cock’s time.”

Harshwhinny twitched a little more, gurgling the cum in her cooing breath. The mare struggled to turn her head towards Shaka, but she needed to do so. She needed to serve her master. Cooing and groaning in her weakened state, she shivered and twitched as she moved trembling hands. After a few moments of awkward movements, Harshwhinny was now more spreading her legs, and lifting her arms at her master.

“Please fuck me…please fill my whore cunt with your hot cock…” Harshwhinny moaned, fluttering her eyes at her master. “Please give this bitch your seed. Fuck my pussy, mess me up, breed me with your foals…”

“Well, how can I say no to that?” Shaka chuckled, settling on what the mare was saying. Normally, he’d tempt and tease some more. But he was in the mood to break and breed. “Now lay there, cause I’m gonna breed you all night.”

Harshwhinny only cooed with delight as she was ready to take her master’s cock. Kneeling down, the zebra stroked his saliva and cum slick cock as he pressed against the mare’s moist entrance. She cooed and moaned, with her pussy kissing against this cockhead. Even as the mare had endured being fucked like a slut, her wet slit was so tight. Shaka had to put in effort to push just the blunt end of his cock into her entrance.

Harshwhinny moaned, arching her head back as she was feeling her master delve deeper and deeper inside her. It felt so good, and Shaka was only getting started. Pushing against his whore’s wetness, the zebra's cock was slowly making its way into her velvet smooth, wet canal. He only paused as he made it about halfway in. The mare looked at him, cooing and moaning. She wanted it, she needed to feel him so deep inside her.

“Alright you bitch, ready to be bred?” Shaka commented, getting ready to fuck this mare. “Cause I don’t want to hear your words. I want to hear you scream.” At once, he grabbed at her ankles, almost shoving them to her head as he pushed his full body weight in the mare’s pussy.

Taking a deep breath, Shaka rammed again, pushing his cock as deep as he could. From how tight and wet it was, there were no doubts that he was rubbing himself all the way into her cervix. The mare only gasped out a breathless scream as she felt herself getting filled with this thickness. Shaka was way bigger than the other four zebras, and the brutality of his humping was just too much. She was cumming, her soaked pussy was squirting her juices all over this dominating girth. Harshwhinny was screaming so loudly as her inner walls gripped at Shaka's massive erection.

“You like my cock inside you, whore?” Shaka said, with a harsh tone to his voice. “You like this dick hitting your womb so hard? You think you can handle it?”

Harshwhinny could barely get any words out, and he knew that she couldn't really answer those questions. But he wasn't satisfied with just her moans, he needed more. A low growl came from him, an animalistic tone to his voice. With a thrust, he pushed her legs straight up, letting them fall on either side of his torso. His dick remained lodged deep within her warm hole. Her face flushed red as she screamed and bucked under him. He was definitely the biggest zebra, and he felt huge inside her. She was gasping for air now, trying to speak but not being able to catch her breath.

"How does it feel?" Shaka asked her, pausing to take another deep breath. "Does it hurt yet?"

With every movement of Shaka's cock in and out of her, he slipped his hand down on her lower belly, grinding his finger against her clit. Harshwhinny yelled in pain and pleasure. Her whole body quivered with each slap of her pussy against his pelvis. Her pussy stretched to accommodate this thick girth. And she was loving it! She loved feeling his long cock slam into her. Her walls closed around his massive length, trapping it deep inside her. She whimpered as her master thrust against her cervix. Her legs had been held in place by him, keeping them at either side of his muscular torso.

Shaka was fucking her full with his thick shaft. It felt so good to have his big dick so deep inside her cunt, stretching her like she was never stretched before. Every inch of him made her moan, with each pounding of his hips driving her wild. He took a look down at his throbbing member; he didn't know if he would last very long with her. Harshwhinny's pussy was incredibly hot and tight, aching to take his entire length. And with the cum from his previous orgasm dripping from the tip of his erection, it was perfect lubrication. It slid right through her folds, sending small waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She could barely speak as the head of his cock rubbed along her inner wall.

"That's right whore." Shaka told her. "You like that cock." There was no point in asking if she did, because the answer was clear. "Do you like it better than the others?" A few whimpers came from her throat. She still hadn't recovered fully, but she was still feeling good. "It's a thick, meaty cock to fill your little cunt. You love being my whore, right?" He moved forward again, slamming his crotch down against hers.

Harshwhinny moaned in submission. Even as words were all but impossible for her, Shaka could tell she was confessing her love and devotion to his cock inside her fucked pussy. And while he tried to pick up his pace, the longer he kept it up, the harder it became to maintain his speed. Her pussy was so wet and she was such a good fuck, he couldn't stop. Her little walls gripped onto his girth, and her pussy milked the juice out of his balls. Shaka grunted and groaned, his breath coming out in pants as he thrusted against his whore. The intensity grew stronger, and it was obvious he wouldn't last much longer.

"Fuck...you feel that?" Shaka grunted and groaned, feeling the shiver of his coming release running down his spine. "Your pussy is better than I thought. You're whore cunt is gonna make you cum."

He didn't care though. They would keep going until they both came. Both of them sweating profusely, Harshwhinny and her master moaned and shouted in ecstasy. Her moans and cries were louder than the crystal mares being fucked by the others. His heavy breathing seemed to go on forever. And when his orgasm hit him, Shaka let loose. For a brief moment, it was like he was about to stop, but then he bottomed out in the mare. The sound of his groaning through his gritting teeth mixed with the sultry sounds of the mare's screams of passion.

“I’m…fuck...cumming!” Shaka roared. “Get pregnant, you stuck up, broken bitch!”

As soon as he said it, his cock swelled up even larger. The whole length twitched and pulsated as it expanded. Thick streams of cum shot into her snatch, covering the walls of her inner cavity with spunk. Hot sticky jizz coated her insides, dripping out of her already open pussy lips. Harshwhinny screamed and cried, wordlessly begging for more of her master's load. He continued pumping into her until his climax subsided. Shaka managed to untangle himself from his whore and stand up, the result of his cock being pulled from Harshwhinny's snatch only caused a few more thick ropes to spray out. He chuckled as he saw how her fucked full, swelled belly, all the way along her round tits and fucked silly, smiling face was being splattered in cum.

“Clean yourself up.” Shaka told her. “I'll be back for you." He then glanced at the others. "After you service my friends again." The four zebras only cheered their leader's words. "What do you have to say, bitch?"

"Thank...you...master..." Harshwhinny cooed, so weakened by her orgasms, she was barely conscious. "My...pussy...is so...full...of master's...foals..." She looked at him, the zebra would have broken her. "Thank you...for making me...your bitch..." Shaka only smirked, savoring the sight of another proud mare broken by his cock.

“Looks like Shaka’s gonna win the bet.” One of the zebras commented, chuckling at the sight of Harshwhinny’s fucked silly face. “Cause there’s no way that slut isn’t knocked up with his foals.”

“Looks like it.” Another zebra added, his cock being facefucked by one of the crystal mares. “Well, from how tight these sluts look, they haven’t been broken either.”

“Of course Shaka hasn’t fucked them yet.” The third laughed, currently ramming his cock in and out of the mare’s pussy. “If he fucked these whore’s, I bet these crystal pussies would be cracked.”

The room filled with the laughter of the zebras, with only Shaka remaining silent. His mind only seemed to want a little as he looked over the mare. Normally, his brothers would bring some slut, bitch, or otherwise a mare that just looked like some random nobody. But this one was different, she seemed important. Curious, he looked through her torn and damaged clothes, and upon finding some folded papers, his eyes gleamed with an almost sinister light.

“Looks like you guys found a real prize.” Shaka commented, chuckling as he read more and more of what was on the papers. “This bitch is the head planner of the Equestrian Games.”

“Oh shit, we really did score big!” The last zebra commented, blowing his load all over one of the crystal mare’s face. “So what’s the plan, boss? We fix the events and win it big in gambling?”

“That’s an option, but rather than just fix games, we can do more than that.” Shaka explained, grinning a wicked expression as a number of sinister thoughts crossed his mind. “We can use her to get to some of the athletes, and I saw more than a handful of mares who need a good fucking. But even better, she might know some other mares; mares that might have a little more pull.”

“Oh shit?!” The zebras asked, so shocked, that they stopped fucking the mares. “Are we gonna take over, boss?”

“Like I said, it’s an option.” Shaka replied, folding up the papers. “For now, let’s make the best use of this slut and fuck her up all night. After that, who knows.” Shrugging his shoulders, he looked away from Harshwhinny. “I’m gonna clean up, I hate being messy from broken bitch, so you guys have your fun while I shower.” Snapping his fingers, he gestured to the crystal mares. “You two, come. Let’s see if I can knock you both up while I’m at it.” The mares cooed and obeyed, leaving the others to join their master.

Some New Toys

“Come on you whore, suck it harder.” One of the zebras grunted, ramming his cock in and out of Harshwhinny’s mouth. The mare only moaned a muffled sound of pleasure as she was being facefucked. “Take responsibility, bitch!”

“And tighten up that pussy!” Another zebra grunted, having bent the mare over and was fucking her pussy from behind. “Just because Shaka ruined your cunt, doesn’t mean you can be worthless. Or do you not want my seed!” Harshwhinny only moaned more and more on the dick in her throat.

The other two zebras were busy getting their dicks sucked by some other mares they managed to bring in from the local games. One was some unicorn from Canterlot; while the other was a pegasus, all the way from Las Pegasus. The first was gripping at his partner’s horn, using it to forcibly deepthroat himself in her mouth, while the other zebra was keeping a firm hold on the sides of her head.

“Come on, come on, I wanna blow a load before I fuck a foal in your whore womb.” The zebra with the unicorn grunted, gritting his teeth as he was gonna cum at any moment. “I can’t wait to see you try to raise my bastard. Maybe I’ll fuck another one in you after.”

“Oh yeah, I bet I can get this slut knocked up with more kids than you.” The other zebra laughed, making sport out of the brutal throating he was giving this pegasus. “Not that I’m gonna visit. I have better things to do.”

“As always, brothers, you all have such vulgar words when you fuck these mares.” Shaka, who was busy louging in a chair, enjoying a drink as he watched the mares being fucked. “Still, be sure to give Harshwhinny the harshest punishment. She needs to learn her place.”

He glanced at the mare, a sharpness was in his eyes as he looked over every inch of her body. The other zebras were enjoying themselves, but he only sighed, savoring his strong liquor. Looking towards the window, he could see the massive arena that the Equestrian Games had been played in. But that was over a day ago when the games ended, and the zebras didn’t get a chance to really enjoy themselves. They were distracted by Harshwhinny’s whore body.

“So, what do you have to say for yourself?” Shaka asked, looking at Harshwhinny, knowing she couldn’t respond. “Brother, finish up in her throat, so she can answer my question.”

“Y-yes…Shaka…no problem…” The zebra stammered, seeing the serious look on his brother’s face. Fucking faster and faster, he was going to cum at any moment. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fucking choke on my cock you whore!”

Bottoming out in Harshwhinny’s mouth, the zebra blew his load, gushing out a vast amount of cum in her belly. The mare drank deeply the heavy spunk, her eyes rolling back as she couldn’t help but shiver and twitch. This also caused her pussy to tighten around the stallion in her fuck hole. He, in turn, fucked her faster and faster. Her body, from her jiggling ass, and bouncing tits was echoing out in the room as the zebra behind her reached his limits too. Ramming so hard, it caused her to fall forward more on the other zebra’s cock in her throat, he came in her.

Harshwhinny’s womb, already pregnant with Shaka’s growing brood, was flooded with even more cum. She moaned and choked on the vast loads filling her body. Her womb and belly swelled as she took in all that she could. And once the zebras were finished spurting out their last thick drops, they pulled out of her at once, dropping her. They laughed at the mare, watching as the impact of falling to the floor caused cum to gush out of her mouth and pussy.

“Well…what do you have to say?” Shaka asked again, not caring for whatever reason Harshwhinny couldn’t immediately respond. His tone became darker and lower. “I asked you…a question…”

“...I’m…sorry…” Harshwhinny weakly cooed, gurgling some bubbles of cum in the back of throat as she just barely could call upon the strength to move to look at Shaka. Her eyes were trembling in the submission she felt towards the superior creature. “...I’m…a useless…whore…”

“Well that’s obvious.” Shaka commented, sighing as he rubbed his temple before swirling the drink in his glass. “I’m asking how you plan to take responsibility.” Taking a drink, he pondered aloud. “I could have you paraded naked in the streets and you have to fuck every pony who asks you what you’re doing. But that’ll take too long, and I don’t see where I can benefit.” He glanced at her, making her tremble at his gaze. “So tell me, slut. What can you give me?”

“I…I…I know…ponies…” Harshwhinny replied, her voice sounding so weak as she looked at Shaka. “I…I…can…show them…to you…”

“Hmm, selling out more of your own might be worth a laugh.” Shaka contemplated, rubbing his chin as he smirked a little at the mare. “But…whoever you show me better be worth my time. I’m not going to enjoy just any whore you bring me. That’s for my brothers to enjoy.”

“I…I understand…I know…I know…Spitfire…” Harshwhinny replied, some strength coming back. “She’s…Captain of…the Wonderbolts…you’ll love her…”

“Hmm, Captain of the Wonderbolts. We did miss a chance to watch them, but I’ve heard of Spitfire.” Shaka nodded, his expression becoming more and more playful. “Well, if you manage to secure a meeting, then you will be rewarded.” Reaching up, he brought a hand to his mouth. “Let me give you a taste.”

Opening his mouth, the same dark miasma he had used before drifted from his throat and pooled into his hand. Within moments, it looked like he was grasping at puff of a blackened cloud. Holding it in place for a moment, he blows on it, letting it drift down towards the mare. As soon as it reached her, she breathed in the blackened cloud. At once, the pleasure surged through her body, a sharp pain that tingled down her spine as her eyes rolled back and she hissed in pleasure.

“Now, get me off, and then set up that meeting with this bitch.” Shaka commented, commanding Harshwhinny to get back to his cock. The mare only giggled and moaned, looking at him, but there was hardly a thought behind her dilated eyes. “Ugh, you’re too fucked up to even hear me.”

Shaka was right, the once proud mare was nothing more than a broken whore, running off a euphoric high that came from his miasma. Reaching at her, he pulled her back in and started to brutally facefuck her. The mare only gagged and savored the cock that was stretching out her throat. The wet sounds of her sloppy blowjob echoed out, causing the other zebras to look at him with envy. Shaka had always had a way to make even the most used up mare have value, and they longed to be able to use such magic.

“Don’t worry, you’ll have your chance when I’m done.” Shaka grunted, often holding the mare’s face over his cock for a little too long as she struggled to breathe. “Here you go, you're a used up whore!” Grunting some more, he pumped faster and faster before finally ramming so hard that he was trying to fuck her belly through her mouth.

Shaka’s orgasm flooded deep in Harshwhinny’s belly, causing her already bloated form to swell out more and more. She instinctively gulped down every drop forced into her throat, which caused her to tremble, quiver, and cum her own soaking mess all over the floor. To anyone who previously knew her, they would never have believed that this vulgar, disgusting, sow of a mare was the same Harshwhinny they once knew. She was just a slut, a bitch addicted to the miasma her master would feed her.

“There we go.” Shaka sighed, standing up with his hand still on the back of the mare’s head as his cock was all the way in her mouth. Releasing his hold on her, he started to walk away, letting the half awake mare slip off his cock and collapse to the floor. “I’m done with her, for now.” He looked at the others. “You may enjoy her as you wish, but she needs to be usable later today. You have until I finish my shower.” He snapped his fingers, and the other females in the room rushed over to him. No doubt, he was going to fuck them next. “Enjoy my brothers.”

“This was exactly what I was hoping for.” Shaka laughed, leaning back in Spitfire’s former chair. The mare was busy slobbering on her new master’s cock while under the desk. “Harshwhinny, what would you say is a good way to enjoy this moment?”

Under the desk, Spitfire’s eyes were in a daze, having succumbed to the same drug-like feeling that Shaka’s miasma did to her. She could barely think of anything, and all that remained was the pleasure that was filling her being with her new purpose in life. Shaka was going to use this new slut for everything she was worth, and his eyes were eagerly looking over the various photos and records of the other Wonderbolt mares. All the while, Harshwhinny stood beside her master, timidly shivering as she saw Spitfire worship at this dick.

“I…I…” Harshwhinny struggled to speak. Her smile was cracking a little with a twitch as she looked to her master with a needy tinge in her eye. “M-maybe…maybe I could have…you know…”

“Oh my, you’re becoming quite the addict.” Shaka laughed, grabbing the mare’s arm. Pulling her closer, he smiled a sinister expression. “Like a good whore.” Opening his mouth, he blew more of this blackened mist in the mare’s face, to which she eagerly inhaled it.

“That’s right.” Harshwhinny giggled, smiling so much it looked like it was straining her jaw. “I’m just a worthless whore. I love you, Master. Please don’t throw me away.”

“Throw you away? Well, aren't you worried for nothing.” Shaka laughed, but then snapped his fingers and gestured to the mare still sucking his cock. “But since you’re feeling threatened by Spitfire, get down then and earn your dick.”

Harshwhinny did as she was told, getting under the desk to join Spitfire. It was a somewhat tight squeeze with both busty, curvy mares cramming themselves in this space. Shaka only laughed as the two began to quickly fight over his cock. It made him throb harder and leak out more of his oozing load. The mares slobbered all over his length, moaning whorishly as they did so. Not only his cock, but they suckled on his huge balls, treating them like a precious treasure.

“Spitfire, I was wondering, how quickly can you bring me some mares?” Shaka asked, but all he got in response were muffled moans and slutty sounds. Rolling his eyes, he reached down, prying the mare off his cock. “I asked you a question. How quickly can you bring me some mares?”

“Fast, very fast.” Spitfire replied, speaking as short and fast as she could so she could get more of her new master’s cock in her mouth. “Whoever she is, I’ll bring her.”

“Good, good. Well, I think I’d like to try this one.” Shaka replied, turning the folder he was holding. On it was a picture of a blue pegasus mare with short, rainbow hair. “This mare, Rainbow Dash. She looks pretty tough, and according to your records, she’s a very skilled athlete.”

“She is one of the best.” Spitfire replied, her eyes darting between her master and his cock. “I can get her, I can bring her. You can fuck her too.”

“Oh, I plan to fuck the whole team, but she would be a good start.” Shaka chuckled, releasing the mare. Pulling back, he stood up, much to the mewing whimpers of the mares under the desk. “Make it happen Spitfire, and I’ll be sure to…” His lips curled into a sinister smirk. “...reward you.”

It was only about an hour or so of waiting before Rainbow had arrived. After getting a call from Spitfire to come to the Wonderbolts training grounds immediately, she wasted no time. The grounds were spacious, but held plenty of large shrubs and trees, used for shade during break times, and was now serving as the perfect cover for Shaka and Harshwhinny. The mare was currently sucking off her master, not only keeping his cock hard, but making sure to drink down any lesser climaxes so he can only fuck this rainbow whore with the best loads.

Rainbow Dash was certainly a different sight to behold. Very petite, almost stallion-like in body. If it wasn’t for the fact her dossier said she was born a mare, Shaka would’ve thought she was some tight twink. But her ass was quite alluring, being slightly rounded, but still looks soft enough. He licked his lips, curious as to what sounds she would make when he fucks her, and how soft her insides would be when he ruins them on his cock. But this wasn’t the only thing catching his eyes; Rainbow didn’t come alone.

There was another pegasus mare with her. She was yellow in color with a long, flowing pink mane. And her body was absolutely gorgeous. She was somewhat taller than Rainbow, but her body was as if her genetics were beyond blessed. Her body curved in every right place to utter perfection. Massive tits that were clearly just barely held in a bra that was most likely either too small or custom made. Her ass bounced a little, even as she was standing there nervously. And that sweet, innocent look on her face.

Shaka wanted to break her, to hold her down, fuck her, and twist that adorable face into the sheer agonies of euphoria. Wiping his mouth, he was panting, unconsciously rubbing at the back of Harshwhinny’s head and was throatfucking her without mercy. But Spitfire proved to be far better than he thought, showing no indication of foul play or her newest addiction to his miasma. Truely, she was a professional, and he was sure to give her a nice, hard reward for her services; before tossing her for his brothers to enjoy.

“Rainbow, why did you bring someone here?” Spitfire asked, unaware that Shaka was completely fine with the other mare being there. “I thought I told you to come alone?”

“Um, no. You just said "come here for stamina training.” Rainbow replied, gesturing over to her friend. “I was with Fluttershy when you called, so I figured it was easier to bring her along.”

“Um…I’m okay with leaving, if that’s a problem.” Fluttershy timidly replied, fidgeting a little as she looked at the mare. “I’m…I’m sorry.”

Before Spitfire could say another word, she tensed up. A faint vibrating sound was heard in her pocket. Pulling it out, it was her phone. As soon as she saw who the message was from, her eyes widened. It was taking every ounce of strength not to tremble and sweat as she saw Shaka’s message to her. It was a good thing he added her number when he had his chance, and the zebra made it clear; he wanted Fluttershy to stay.

“Urgh, regardless, nothing can be done about this now.” Spitfire commented, trying to pass it off like she was changing her mind. “For now, she’ll have to join in the training exercises.” Rainbow was about to protest, but Fluttershy managed to chime in first.

“Okay, I’ll do my best.” Fluttershy nodded, smiling at Rainbow with some kind confidence. “What do I do first?”

Shaka’s lips curled into a bigger smile, almost straining his jaw as he watched the three mares getting into a slow but steady work out exercise. Stretches, lifting, pulling, wing exercises, and all manner of things that make the mares get all hot and sweaty, but none as alluring as Fluttershy. She had just barely done much, and yet her seductive figure was bouncing and swaying in such a manner, it was making the zebra struggle to not just emerge from the shrubs and break her then and there.

But this would be how his brothers behaved. He loved to make the mares scream, beg, and plead before ruining them. Harshwhinny’s throat was bulging as the mare was struggling to maintain what musk soaked air that coursed through her nostril and burned in her lungs. Shaka wanted to come out and breed this fuckable, timid mare, but he wasn’t his brother. He would wait, and scheme. But it didn’t take long for him to decide on the best course of action.

Bringing a hand to his mouth, his eyes glowed a dim light as they rolled back. Exhaling slowly, he released more of his miasma, but this dosage was different. It was concentrated, highly concentrated. If a mare took this much at once, there were no doubts she would never recover. But when scattered on the soft wind that was blowing towards the three mares, it was perfect to afflict them all. Spitfire had already gotten her taste, but Shaka was eager to see how Rainbow and Fluttershy would react to it.

Blowing on this concentrated blackened cloud of floating passion and addicting euphoria, Shaka let it drift and spread. It mixed with the air, carried by the soft breeze towards the three mares. The effects were almost instant. Not the same levels of giggling, slutty happiness, but more the three were starting to pant and sweat more and more. It wouldn’t take long for them to break, and Shaka was ready to claim them as his newest toys.

Harshwhinny only continued to be a living cocksleeve for her master, feeling as his throbbing size was getting closer and closer to orgasm. Shaka’s eyes remained fixed on the three mares, but his cock was going to blow a hot load in Harshwhinny’s mouth. Huffing a little, he didn’t give the whore mare any attention as he thrusted forward, bottoming out in her throat as he came. The mare’s eyes rolled back and twitched as he drank down the thick load as it filled his belly.

“Well, that’s enough of the foreplay.” Shaka commented, seeing that not only was Harshwhinny passed out from lack of air, and a belly full of cum, but that the three mares looked primed and ready for him. “Time to break my new toys.”

Standing up from where he knelt, Shaka emerged from the shrubs. The sound was enough to draw the attention of the three, and while Spitfire expected this, Rainbow gasped and Fluttershy blushed intensely. Shaka was naked, fully and completely, with his own muscular, sweating frame striding his way over to them. Spitfire could only bite her lower lip, Rainbow couldn’t look away from him, unsure what to look at first, and Fluttershy was haphazardly covering her eyes.

“Greetings. I didn’t know I was the only one training her.” Shaka commented, greeting them politely, seemingly unaware he was naked. His cock was dangling between his legs, almost touching his knees. “But since I am not alone, may I join you?”

“Sure thing, buddy, I don’t mind. But I do have a question.” Rainbow replied, her eyes looking between Shaka’s eyes, chest, abdomen, and then cock. “Why are you naked? Did you lose a bet or something?”

“Huh? Oh! I understand the confusion.” Shaka commented, looking himself over with a chuckle. “Where I come from, training and exercise is better to do in the nude.” Spreading his arms, he smiled, but in reality, he was spreading more of his hot musk around. “Your clothes don’t get dirty, and you feel so much more flexible.”

“Hmm, you may have a point.” Spitfire commented, seeing what her master was planning. Slowly, she started to strip out her clothes. Rainbow and Fluttershy gasped in shock. “Come on you two. If you wanna get some real training in, get naked.”

Rainbow and Fluttershy paused for a moment, looking at each other nervously. But the workout they had been doing, as well as the miasma that had spread and was partially still lingering in the air. It was all so much for them, and their inhibitions were slowly melting away. Nodding with a blush, the mares started disrobing as well. While they were distracted for a moment, Shaka looked at Spitfire, smirking and nodding, which caused her to smile. She was so proud to have pleased her master.

Rainbow’s body was what he expected it to be. She was very petite, with barely any indication that she had tits aside from her sensitive looking nipples. Her abdomen was fit and toned as well, showing just how seriously she took her working out lifestyle. But her flank was much better than he thought. Despite wearing skin tight jogging shorts, the mare’s ass was slightly bigger, bouncing a little. So at least Shaka knew where the fattened up.

Fluttershy’s body is even more goddess-like than Shaka thought, almost enough to make him stare mouth agape. He was so very, very wrong. She wasn’t wearing a bra, no fabric could hold back these massive, soft mounds. The only thing that even remotely counted as coverage for these boobs, were the pasties she wore on her nipples. Since this was still clothes, she took them off, showing off her plump, inverted nipples, and her tits bounced hypnotically as she pulled them off. Her waist was surprisingly thin for her body, giving her a distinctive, hourglass figure, and her ass was the only thing that could possibly rival her breasts in size and softness.

“Now that we’re all ready, it seems we have the perfect chance to train our stamina and breathing exercises.” Spitfire commented, noticing that her master was getting aroused. His cock was slowly but surely swelling. “Sir, if you don’t mind helping out. We could use your assistance.”

“Of course, I’d be happy to.” Shaka replied, seeing the two mares were looking at his growing cock with curious blushes. “Oh, and my name is Shaka. And you are?”

“I’m Spitfire, Captain of the Wonderbolts.” Spitfire replied, then gestured to the others. “This is Rainbow Dash, one of my best and fastest fliers. And this is Fluttershy, Rainbow’s friend who wanted to help support her friend.”

“A pleasure, and I would love to help in any way I can.” Shaka smiled, seeing how quickly Rainbow and Fluttershy were starting to quiver a little. “What would you like me to do?”

“If you could come and sit here.” Spitfire suggested, gesturing to a nearby bench. “Just sit, spread your big…strong…massive…” She composed herself as she wiped her mouth. “And please, let us handle it from here.”

Shaka did as he was told, savoring the idea that his whore was ordering him around. But it would all pay off in a moment. Sitting on the bench, he watched as Rainbow and Fluttershy’s eyes couldn’t look away from it. It was so big, bigger than anything they’ve seen before. The way it throbbed, leaking out thick looking precum. Swallowing nervously, the mares got on their knees, while Spitfire stood above them. It was like they knew what they wanted, and Shaka was ready to enjoy himself.

Rainbow and Fluttershy stare at it, this big, fat cock. The smell was making their senses go numb, and the miasma in their bodies were making them feel even hotter. Swallowing nervously, the petite mare was the first to try and reach out. Her hands flinched a little as she touched this cock. Slowly and carefully, she stroked it, feeling the pulsing warmth between her fingers. Fluttersh puffed and panted, her face getting hotter and hotter as she watched her friend start to jerk off this masculine zebra.

“Rainbow, that’s not a stamina exercise.” Spitfire commented, walking behind the mare. “Here, let me help you.”

Standing behind the mare, Spitfire placed her hands on the back of Rainbow’s head. Lifting a little, she lined up her quivering lips to Shaka’s cockhead. As if by instinct, the mare took a breath before her captain slammed her flier’s face over this zebra cock. Rainbow deepthroated this size, feeling her throat bulge, eyes twitching and nearly going cross-eyed, and her pussy spasming in orgasm as she took Shaka’s full length. Fluttershy gasped in shock and amazement. She had no idea her friend could handle that much cock at once.

“There, now that’s better. Hold yourself there for a moment.” Spitfire commented, keeping Rainbow’s mouth fully over Shaka’s cock. “Now, lift up.” She allowed the mare to move upwards, halfway off this dick. “Now give me twenty deepthroats.” Letting her go, she watched Rainbow start to bob her head on the meaty girth.

Shaka savored the sight. Rainbow was very skilled at this, dedicated and focused as she continued to suck off this cock up and down. Her mouth was warm and tight, but her throat was so flexible. As well as this, she didn’t half ass anything, fully taking in Shaka’s cock with each motion of her mouth over his length. The rush was feeling amazing, and the zebra couldn’t help but reach out to brush aside Rainbow's hair.

As he did, she looked at him with those deep, passionate, determined eyes. She wasn’t broken just yet, there was still plenty of fight left in her, but she was clearly focused on her taste. She actually believed this was just an exercise. She had been taken, she was his, and soon enough, so would her friend. Fluttershy only continued to watch, her face getting brighter and brighter shades of red. As well as this, she was getting aroused, her plump nipples slowly pushing out, and her body tingled.

“There we go, that’s about it. Good hussle.” Spitfire commented, helping Rainbow off Shaka’s cock as she finished her deepthroating exercise. “Now, let Fluttershy have a turn.”

The mare hesitated. There was no way she would be able to take so much in her mouth as Rainbow had, right? She trembled nervously as she looked at this throbbing, saliva soaked cock. Swallowing in worry, she looked at Spitfire for some sort of guidance. Surely there was something else she could do. The older mare looked at her, then to Shaka, and back to Fluttershy. He wasn’t saying anything, nor was he giving any indication of anything. So she presumed it was up to her.

“Alright, maybe deepthroating is too much for you as a start. That’s fine, we’ll make use of another asset.” Spitfire sighed, walking behind Fluttershy. Reaching down, she cupped and groped at the mare’s massive tits. “Alright, let’s give these huge tits of yours a workout.”

Fluttershy gasped, but the instructor continued, pulling her to sandwich Shaka’s cock between her soft bosom. He felt so hot between her tits, making her shiver as her senses were being overwhelmed by his powerful musk. Swallowing again, she wasn’t exactly sure what to do, but Spitfire was more than eager to help her out; especially if it would please her master. Still groping the mare, she pushed these breasts together, lifting them over the dick, and then brought them carefully back down.

“There we go, that should do.” Spitfire commented, calmly speaking in Fluttershy’s ear. “Do let's go with thirty titfucks.”

Fluttershy did as she was instructed, lifting and lowering her massive rack over Shaka’s cock. It felt so smooth, so calm, and so nice. The mare’s chest was practically a national treasure as she was moving at the pace Spitfire set for her. The zebra didn’t mind this slow and steady speed. If anything, it was absolutely adorable to watch this sweet and innocent mare do such a vulgar, naughty thing. It brought a pleasurable smile across his face.

Shaka’s cock felt so hot and so warm, and against the softness of her tits, it was making her pant more and more. Her hot breath kissed against this slick dick, which sent a small shiver down the zebra’s spine. Fluttershy was awkward at this, clearly a virgin in experience, but her body was utterly perfect as she was trying to make him feel good. She wasn’t like Rainbow, who only cared about her workout. This mare was kind, caring, soft, and gentle.

Finishing up her titfuck, Fluttershy looked at this dick, curiously contemplating having a taste for it as well. Shaka did nothing, nor did Spitfire. But as soon as the mare was about to take this cock in her mouth, Rainbow reached out to stop her. Was this some resistance? Did she figure out the truth? Spitfire’s mind teemed with every possible action she could take to restrain the mare at her master’s command, and Shaka considered using his miasma now.

But this wasn’t what Rainbow was doing. She wasn’t trying to stop her friend out of any concerns or worries. She was positioning herself partially behind and to the side of Fluttershy’s body. Grabbing at the sides of her face, she pulled her close and the two started making out. The miasma had taken its full effect it seemed, and now both mares were so horny, they couldn’t think. Fluttershy moaned in Rainbow’s mouth, her eyes trembling as her body shivered.

“Alright, let’s do this together.” Rainbow commented, slowly pulling her mouth away. “Your fat tits, and our mouths.” Fluttershy cooed in agreement, too aroused to even speak. She looked at Shaka and Spitfire. “I think that would be a good workout.”

Fluttershy went back to pressing her massive tits against Shaka’s cock, while Rainbow’s mouth started sucking along the tip and attempted to deepthroat again. Both mares gave out small moans of pleasure. Shaka was pleased by this, smirking down at them. They were just about broken in. Spitfire moved to now be fully behind the zebra, leaning forward so he could properly rest his head and shoulders against her tits. She cooed softly in his ear as they watched Fluttershy and Rainbow slowly but steadily take turns sucking him off.

“How is it?” Spitfire whispered, moaning a little as she fidgeted behind the zebra. “Do they feel good?”

“Yes, yes they do.” Shaka whispered back. “This turned out even better than I expected.”

“T-then…can I…you know…” Spitfire timidly asked. “Can I…please…have it?”

“Of course, you’ve earned your reward.” Shaka replied, reaching up to bring the mare’s head closer to his. Kissing at it, their tongues embraced as she moaned in his mouth. As they did so, the miasma spread from his mouth and into hers, trailing from his nose, to hers. Spitfire took it in, feeling the euphoric pleasure it brought her. Pulling back, he looked at her. “There, better?”

“So much…thank you…master…” Spitfire cooed, shivering as she was feeling every pleasurable tingling that rippled throughout her body. “P-please…enjoy them…they are yours now.” Shaka only smirked, turning his attention back to Fluttershy and Rainbow.

Both mares were sucking faster and faster, sharing this massive cock, but was getting more and more into the passions that numbed their minds. Opening his mouth, Shaka took a deep breath, only to exhale his miasma. The mares barely noticed as the dark air washed over them, getting into their senses. Their eyes dialated a little as the pleasure was flooding their minds and bodies. After this momentary hesitation, the two went back to pleasuring this cock, sucking and titfucking faster and more passionately.

“There we go, just like that. Keep going.” Shaka commented, marveling at the two mares giving into this cock worship. “I’m almost there girls, and then we can work on a new, more pleasurable workout.”

Rainbow and Fluttershy sucked him off faster and faster, not just deepthroating, but full on facefucking themselves on this cock. The petite mare’s throat was flexible and tight, savoring herself as she would hold herself over this dick as she moaned muffled sounds before slowly taking herself off. While the busty mare’s throat wasn’t nearly as experienced, it was warm and smooth, stretching very comfortably, but lacked the confidence to hold herself over his girth.

Shaka enjoyed this sight. Seeing such mares become little more than new whores for him to play with. Looking back at Spitfire, then to the bushes that Harshwhinny was laying in, he chuckled a little through his smirk. Those two were nice and broken, and soon he would have such lovely mares to add to his collection. Perhaps he would take it a step further, maybe he would knock them up just because.

The thought was certainly enticing. Rainbow was a star athlete. Carrying a foal would certainly be the end of her successful career, and she would be forced to be just a broodmare to him. While Fluttershy, he would knock her up simply because he could. Shaka didn’t know or care what sort of life she lived, but there was no way a mare with these features and figure wouldn’t be a prize whore to any stallion. If anything, he would be more shocked if she was in fact still a virgin; but he’ll find out soon enough.

“Here comes you two.” Shaka grunted, smirking a chuckle. “Be sure to share it all, and drink it deep.” Both mares sucked, licked, and moaned faster and faster as they were getting Shaka to cum.

As soon as Shaka’s cock throbbed and swelled from his orgasm, the mares pulled back, letting him splatter his hot load all over their faces. The mares gasped and moaned, shivering as they felt the heat of his spunk on their lips, tongues, mouths, and muzzles. Though much of it was dripping the hot cum all over Fluttershy’s tits, making her shiver and twitch. It was so good, the taste and smell of his masculine seed pushed them over the edge. The mares came together, soaking their pussies, thighs, and the dirt they knelt on.

“Now then, who should I fuck first?” Shaka asked aloud, no longer caring about subtly. Both mares were too far along into this feeling to stop him. “Hmm, which one, which one. Well, I did take Rainbow first, so I’ll break Fluttershy first then.”

Getting up, he pushed the mare back, causing her to fall backwards. Her legs spread from the fall, showing off her pleasant, soft, and sobbing wet pussy. Shaka licked his lips, wasting no more time as he knelt down and pressed his cockhead against her moist entrance. Fluttershy cooed her sweet sounds, tensing up as she felt Shaka’s cock slowly start to open her up. To his shock, she was still a virgin, but her pleasure was so intense, he slipped in regardless of how tight she was.

The zebra felt a rush of euphoria and pleasure, he had claimed a mare’s virginity, which wasn’t that big a deal; nor the first time he’d done it. But it was the fact she was a mare whose body was seemingly born to be a whore. She was so tight, and yet so fuckable. He wasn’t even holding back, shoving his entire length in her soft fuckhole with each hard fuck. His cockhead brutally punched and kissed against her cervix, making it harder and harder to think through this addictive pleasure.

“Fuck…she’s so tight, but shit is she so fuckable!” Shaka grunted and groaned. Fluttershy’s pussy was by far the best he’s had in a long time. Better than Harshwhinny and Spitfire to be certain. Reaching down, he savagely groped at her tits, tugging on her nipples to make her scream in orgasm. “You’re mine now, whore! I’m not even going to share you with my brothers. I’m never letting you go! This slutty cunt is mine, and I’m gonna ruin it with my cock, forever!”

Fluttershy moaned, the pleasure and miasma making words impossible as she was letting out her sweet sounds. Shaka’s cock continued to rub in and out of the mare’s soft embrace. It was like every inch of her insides were a sweet and sensitive spot. Her entire pussy was just a massive piece of overstimulation. His cock was throbbing, swelling as the mare was almost getting him closer and closer to another orgasm.

Rainbow only watched as Fluttershy’s face was being twisted into moans of sheer pleasure. Shaka’s cock did hurt, it was so big and she’s never had sex before, but she couldn’t stop making such sultry, whore sounds. Swallowing nervously, she crawled herself over to the mare’s face, giving her friend only a moment to see her before they started making out. Shaka didn’t stop thrusting, if anything, this kissing made Fluttershy’s pussy even tighter.

Fluttershy and Rainbow continued to make out, which caused the more athletic mare to adjust and shift herself until she was laying on top of her friend’s body. This caused Shaka to move his hands away from Fluttershy’s massive tits, but he instead reached up and around, groping at Rainbow’s round ass. This caused her to moan more and more, making out more sloppily with her friend.

“Aw, did you get jealous?” Shaka commented, licking his lips as he hoisted the mare up, bending her a little. Getting a nice eyeful of the mare’s tight snatch, he leaned in and gave it a gentle lick. “Mmm, such a sweet flavor.”

Rainbow and Fluttershy moaned more and more. Shaka savored the taste of the petite mare’s pussy, letting his tongue slip in and out of her warm moistness. The busty mare felt as her friend’s small chest pressed against her huge softness. The two mares were getting closer and closer to orgasm, feeling as if the zebra wasn’t holding anything back. He was thrusting with his cock in Fluttershy while his tongue delved deeper in and out of Rainbow’s pussy.

Faster and faster, harder and deeper, Shaka moved his body, making his newest whoremares moan together as he was getting closer to his next release. He could feel as his cock was throbbing and swelling. This was going to be a very thick and heavy load. He was going to knock up this sweet and innocent mare. She was about to be his newest pet, his toy to be fucked and bred. The rush of dominating emotions was too much and he let out a low groan; almost like a primal growl.

Bottoming out his cock in Fluttershy’s fuckhole, Shaka came hard and deep, matching the soaked spasm that the mare was spraying all over this shaft. At the same time, his tongue pushed so deep, it caused Rainbow’s body to twitch and squirm as she too came all over his mouth; to which Shaka eagerly drank down her sweet nectar. This only sent more shivering through the zebra’s body, which only caused more hot spunk to spill in Fluttershy’s pussy.

The pegasus’ womb was filled, saturated and stuffed in so much cum, and even then, it wasn’t enough. Her belly filled, and filled, and filled with hot cum. On top of having a perfectly fuckable pussy, her womb was just so stretchy and flexible. How this mare had never been forcibly bred by this point, Shaka couldn’t even begin to imagine. But now she was his, and he was going to savor every single inch of her body as his newest toy.

Holding himself in place a little long, Shaka eventually, slowly pulled his cock from Fluttershy’s pussy, leaving her fuckhole as somewhat gaping and leaking out his hot seed. He would’ve loved to get a good look, but Rainbow’s body was still in the way. Rolling his eyes a little, he decided to claim, or rather break in, this mare next. Pulling a little back, he lowered her until his slick, still leaking cockhead poked against her own wet entrance.

Rainbow had barely a half of a moment to react as Shaka groped hard on her ass while ramming his length as hard as he could. He just barely managed to bottom out in her pussy, having had to put more strength into this thrust. She was tight, almost virgin tight, but was clearly more experienced than Fluttershy was. Rainbow gasped out a breathless scream, with her tongue dangling and eyes rolling back in orgasmic pleasure.

“Couldn’t let me fuck your friend nice and pregnant before crawl all over her?” Shaka mocked, raising a hand to bring down a hard, firm smack on Rainbow’s ass. She gasped and whimpered at the sharp sting that gave way to pleasure. “Well, don’t worry, I’ll make sure your whore cunt gets plenty of nice cock.”

Thrusting faster and faster, Shaka showed far less mercy on Rainbow’s pussy than he did when he was fucking Fluttershy’s. Grunting and huffing, he fucked faster and faster, brutally destroying this petite mare’s tight embrace. At this rate, she would have to do specialized stretches just to get her pussy back to normal when this was over. Spitfire watched in shock and surprise, with some worry in her eyes as she saw the way her master was being so rough on the mare.

“How does that feel, whore?” Shaka grunted, raising a hand to smack Rainbow’s ass again, and again, and again. Within moments, there were visible red hand marks on her flanks, covering up her cutie mark as he laughed. “Come on, bitch. Speak up. How does it feel?”

“So…fucking good…so much…cock…” Rainbow moaned, clearly too lustdrunk and fucked silly to really speak. But Shaka only continued to hammer his cock in and out of her pussy. “Keep…keep fucking me…mess me up…”

“As you wish.” Shaka laughed, raising both hands. He brought them down so hard, Rainbow screamed as she came all over his cock. Groping and squeezing at her ass just as hard, he started putting more and more strength into fucking her tight hole. “I’m gonna ruin this bitch for any lesser stallions.”

Fucking faster and faster, Shaka’s cock was buried so deep in Rainbow’s body. She wasn’t quite as fuckable as Fluttershy’s, and after several more hard and deep thrusts, it felt like the zebra was rearranging the mare’s organs with his fat cock. Rainbow gasped from the feeling, the sting on her ass, and the stretching feeling of this dick ruining her. There was no going back from this feeling, she was thoroughly broken.

“Rainbow…your face…” Fluttershy cooed, seeing the fucked silly, goofy smile on her friend’s face. Reaching up, she gently rubbed her cheek. “You look so beautiful.” With that, the two started making out again.

Shaka continued to fuck, feeling as Rainbow’s pussy was getting even tighter as she made out with Fluttershy. Huffing a little, he could feel he was going to cum again at any moment. This was so good, this wasn’t going to be the only round he would have with these sluts. He was going to fuck them over, and over, and over again. Rainbow’s pussy squeezed along his length, eager to milk it for every potent drop that could be pumped inside her.

Hammering faster and faster, the speed of his thrusts matched that of his hot and heavy panting. It was all becoming too much, and he couldn’t stop himself. He was going to cum, he was going to unleash his hot and heavy load into this mare. She was gonna be knocked up too, and maybe he’ll enjoy her a little longer before tossing her to his brothers later on. Taking in a deep breath, he felt he couldn’t hold it in anymore.

Pulling nearly his full length out, Shaka gripped at Rainbow’s sore ass hard as he plunged his entire length in her pussy. At once, another hot and heavy load of cum was unleashed in this mare’s pussy. Rainbow came hard and wet all over this dick, trembling as she moaned a loud, whorish scream in Fluttershy’s mouth as she felt the sheer volume flood her most deep and precious place.

Her belly bulged from the cum, nearly matching Fluttershy’s as her womb was utterly soaked in cum. Just like her friend, there was no way she was going to walk away from this without a pregnancy. This was it, her career was over. Being a Wonderbolt, didn’t matter. Being fast flying, pointless. Being a zebra’s cocksleeve, it was her only joy in life now. Her eyes rolled back from it, nearly passing out as she was going limp in Shaka’s embrace, and collapsed on Fluttershy’s body.

“Now that is how a mare should properly behave when taking her master’s load.” Shaka commented, laughing as he held himself in place a little longer. “And now, that’s two sluts I can play with again.”

Pulling out, Shaka watched as the mare went limp. The heat of his cum steamed off their pussies as it spilled, making a small mess between their legs. Spitfire was equally in amazement. She had known Rainbow to have nearly bottomless stamina, and yet now she looked even more exhausted than hours of her hardest workouts and training regiments. Shaka, her master, had broken her star athlete, and she couldn’t be more proud of Rainbow for servicing him so well.

“Spitfire, clean up.” Shaka commented, looking at the mare. “I want my cock nice and clean for my next few rounds with them.” Spitfire cooed, getting ready to move. “Oh, and since you’ve done such a good job gathering them for me, I’ll let you drink my seed as a reward.” Spitfire moaned as she went to work.

When it was over, Shaka got up to sit on the bench. Spitfire quickly got to her master’s front, dropping to her knees to start sucking his slick and wet cock off. She resented the fact she didn’t get to be fucked by him, but she knew he was going to need his delicious dick cleaned off before he left. Harshwhinny, seeing that it was finished, dragged herself over to them, but only stood at Shaka’s side. The zebra let out a calming sigh, content with how things turned out.

“So…how were they?” Harshwhinny asked, seeing the fucked silly, twitching, and cum gushing pussies of Rainbow and Fluttershy. “I hope they served you well.”

“Oh yes, they certainly did.” Shaka remarked, chuckling a little as he gestured to the mares. “You can give Rainbow to my brothers, I don’t care what they do to her. But Fluttershy is mine. I want her cleaned up and then I’ll fuck her later tonight.”

“Y-yes, whatever you say, Master.” Harshwhinny replied, fidgeting a little bit. She could see Spitfire was passionately sucking him off, and he was seemingly content with that. “I-is there anything else…I can do for you?”

“Yes, I’m feeling like there are more mares I can break and ruin around here. So I want you to get me a list of mares I can destroy.” Shaka commanded, turning his head to smirk at the mare. “Oh, and since I’m in such a good mood, how about this. If you manage to do it properly, I’ll make sure to fuck a herd of foals in that whore cunt of yours.”

“You will? Oh, thank you, thank you!” Harshwhinny cheered at the praise and promised reward. “I’ll do everything I can.”

“Oh I know you will.” Shaka replied, then looked down to Spitfire. “Spitfire, be sure to gather your other Wonderbolt mares. I think after today, I’ll let my brothers destroy the rest of them.”

“Thank you, Master.” Spitfire replied, though her voice was in a muffled mess from sucking cock as she answered. “I’ll make sure they’re there.”

“Good, good.” Shaka replied, reclining back as he enjoyed this after sex cock worship. Looking up at the sky, he sighed. His face twisted into his wicked smile, as thoughts and plans of sinister debauchery danced in his head. “Oh yes, this is going to be so much fun.” Looking at the two, he could see they were somewhat recovering, eager and ready for their next round of cock. “So sluts, how do you feel?”

“We love you, master.” Fluttershy cooed first, spreading her legs to show off her gooey pussy. “Please fuck us again.”

“Yeah, break my pussy. No, no, break my ass!” Rainbow added, grabbing at her sensitive flank to spread her asscheeks, showing off her winking tailhole. “I wanna feel that fat cock in here next.”

“Well, with an offer like that, how can I refuse?” Shaka laughed, smirking at them. Looking down at Spitfire, he nodded. “Let your Captain finish getting me nice and wet, and I’ll fuck you both in a minute.” The mares cheered, and Spitfire moaned; eager to faithfully serve her master.

His Foals

“Come on you whore, tighten up!” Shaka grunted, hissing through his teeth as he drove his cock in and out of Harshwhinny’s pussy. “Don’t you fucking go loose on me now!”

The following months have been strange and yet kind to the mare. The near constant, daily sex that her master would release into her eager and slutty pussy had done what was expected of her. Harshwhinny had gotten pregnant. Despite this, she was still repeatedly fucked by Shaka without mercy, though for the last month or so, he had been the only one filling her with his cock and seed. Spitfire, as well as Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy, and even all the mares in the Wonderbolts had been given over to his brothers, for the time being.

Harshwhinny’s body had also developed very well. Aside from the well rounded, pregnant belly protruding from her, her tits have nearly doubled in size, frequently leaking out milk, which was fitted with golden piercings on her swollen, darkened, plump nipples. Her ass has grown as well, getting fatter and softer, making clapping, smacking sounds whenever her master bottoms out in her sobbing wet hole. Finally, her body was covered in zebra markings. But rather than this be a noticeable change, Shaka’s magic seemed to mark her in a special way.

These stripes marked the mare as his property, but weren’t always visible. So that she could continue doing his bidding in public, Shaka had her stripes enchanted, only appearing whenever he chose, and nothing made his cock throb harder than bottoming out his girth without mercy as her striped, pregnant body jiggled and bounced for him. She was his, in body and mind, and the foal growing in her womb would no doubt be a strong zebra too.

“You worthless, knocked up slut!” Shaka mocked, taunting and thrusting his length in and out of Harshwhinny’s overly sensitive pussy. “Don’t think just because you’re due to birth my brat, that I’m gonna give you a break.”

Shaka didn’t actually care for Harshwhinny, only keeping her by his side because she was pregnant, devoted, and could be used for his own needs. Once these things were expired, he would see no use in her. Perhaps he would impregnate her over and over again, until his elder son would come of age, and then give Harshwhinny over to him as a gift. Perhaps his eldest son would impregnate his mother and put the whore to use.

“No master, don’t hold back. Punish me more.” Harshwhinny moaned, her eyes rolling back and twitching as she was cumming over and over again. “I’m a whore, a useless fucking whore who can’t even stay tight for you. Make me scream, hurt me, break me, use me all you want master.”

There was no going back for the mare. Her body was addicted to the pleasure, and there was nothing but love and devotion in her heart for the stallion whose foal she was carrying. Whatever her life was before this, it didn’t matter. She belonged to Shaka, and it was her only goal and purpose in life to please and obey her master. She clenched herself, hoping to tighten up her pussy for him, she only wanted him to feel the same pleasure his fat cock was giving her.

“This is going nowhere.” Shaka sighed, his groaning breath almost hissing against Harshwhinny’s body like a sharp poison. Grabbing at her arms, he tugged at them harder. “I said tighten your cunt!”

Hammering faster and harder, Shaka was fucking his cock as if he was trying to push his dick against the developing foal. The stallion wasn’t holding anything back. He wanted to cum in this mare again before getting back to his day, but this slut wasn’t getting as tight as he wanted. She was a tight whore, but Shaka wanted more than that, he wanted to hear her screams as he broke her. But now, she was more or less used up, and he was rapidly losing interest. It would be all too easy to discard her for his brothers, but he was selfish, greedy, and wasn’t keen on sharing her yet.

But then, an idea sparked in his mind. His eyes gleamed with a wicked, sinister smile. Releasing his hold on one of her arms, he placed it on the back of Harshwhinny’s head. The mare’s body tensed up, but otherwise only moaned as Shaka continued to fuck in and out of her. Her body was getting weaker from his thrusts, but the zebra didn’t care, he had something else in mind. Focusing for a moment, he exhaled hard.

At once, Harshwhinny’s mouth opened, feeling as the same blackened miasma she had been breathing in for months unending was coming out of her. It was a strange feeling, the pleasurable one that she had felt whenever her master would reward her with his gift. This time, it felt colder, harsher, and her body was tingling in a way that could only be described as fearful. When the miasma cleared from her, Shaka only pushed it upward, creating a small cloud on the ceiling.

“There we go. Now let’s see how you are when I give you your freedom.” Shaka chuckled, reaching back to grab at Harshwhinny’s arm. “How do you feel, slut?” Harshwhinny’s eyes darted about in a frantic panic.

Her body was still bouncing with each thrusting motion of Shaka’s thrusting, but her mind was her own again. She could feel the zebra’s huge size bury in and out of her pussy, which was now vice tight. Her chest felt so heavy as her huge, milk leaking tits bounced and swayed, as well as the weight in her foal full belly. What was going on? Why is she having sex? What was she doing? It was only until she looked at the mirror that she saw herself. She saw the way her vulgar, pregnant, stripe covered body was being viciously and savagely fucked by this zebra, and the smug smirk on his face only filled her with further dread.

“What’s happening? Stop it, stop it!” Harshwhinny shouted, trying to struggle against Shaka’s grip, but only her face seemed to be hers to control. The rest of her body only seemed to tighten as the zebra’s cock was hammering in and out of her. “Let me go, let me go. Let go of me you fucking zebra!”

“There we go, that’s the bitch I remember.” Shaka laughed, not slowing down as he taunted the mare. “I was worried this wasn’t even going to get you to tighten up. Looks like rape really is the best way to refreshen a pussy.”

“What are you talking about? What did you do to me?” Harshwhinny shouted, now fully noticing her pregnant belly, enlarged tits and ass, as well as the stripes on her body. “Do I…do I look like that?”

“Oh yeah, you’re pregnant with my brat. You’re probably due any day now.” Shaka laughed, savoring the look on Harshwhinny’s face sinking into a shocked despair. “That’s it! That’s the look I’ve been missing. I’ve wanted to see that look on your whore face since I broke you!”

Laughing, Shaka continued to fuck in and out of Harshwhinny’s pussy, not letting her settle at all. Her body was twitching, a sign of her attempts to struggle and break free of his grip. And while his magic only gave her limited freedoms, he loved the way she was panting and screaming out. Words seemed to be harder for her as his cock was stretching out her inner canal all over again. Harshwhinny continued to struggle, she couldn’t believe what she was seeing.

She was being raped by this zebra. The last thing she remembered was being taken by some zebras, raped in front of him as he watched and smiled. Then he let out some breath. It was like a blackened cloud from his mouth that wafted over to her. Harshwhinny could somewhat remember the way it smelled, how the sweet aroma of it made her brain tingle, but that was the last thing in her mind. Now, she was pregnant, she could not only feel the weight of her belly as it heaved through each deep motion of Shaka’s cock, but she could feel the foal inside kicking.

Harshwhinny was disgusted by this. She was a mare of dignity, she was a mare who wouldn’t dare breed with a filthy, vulgar zebra. But deny all she wanted, there was no way she could just close her eyes and it would all go away. Her tits felt so sore, her nipples tingled and stung a little as creamy milk leaked out against her piercing. Her ass was being smacked by Shaka’s hips, beating against her while the way he tugged at her arms was only making her more and more sore and sensitive.

“How does it feel, bitch?” Shaka laughed, smirking as he continued to fuck the mare’s pussy. “How does it feel to be knocked up by a filthy zebra?” Harshwhinny hissed in frustration, not wanting to answer. “Come on, you can do it.” Releasing one of her arms, he brought his hand down hard on her ass.

Harshwhinny let out a small yelping sound, which made the zebra smile harder. Her arm hung at her side, only twitching as she couldn’t move it. Shaka decided to really tease and taunt the mare. Releasing her other hand, he leaned over her, groping at her huge tits with his strong hands. Forced moans escaped her mouth as he hoisted at her breasts, lifting her up to better show off her belly. Harshwhinny’s eyes were filled with even more dread as she saw just how big her body had become.

From the angle she was being raped in, she could see her belly was full, but her bouncing boobs blocked most of it. But now, she could see her full, rounded belly. She was disgusted by this, she looked vulgar, only making her feel a mix of fear, sorrow, and hatred. Her belly was full of a foal, this fucking zebra’s foal was developing in her womb. Harshwhinny could feel the foal kick and churn inside her, which only made the feeling worse as Shaka’s cock was rubbing in and out of her hole, making her tits and belly bounce.

“You like that, the mother of my foal.” Shaka teased, chuckling as he groped and squeezed Harshwhinny’s tits. Tugging at her nipples, she only let a painful whine as more milk spilled out of her. “Your tits are so big, my foal’s gonna love suckling these babies.” He licked his lips. “But, the brat’s not born yet. So they’re mine!” Opening his mouth, he leaned in and started sucking on Harshwhinny’s breast.

Harshwhinny couldn’t help but let out a low moan as pleasure was forced out of her. She hated this feeling, but her pussy was so tight around this dick, which throbbed as Shaka was getting closer and closer to orgasm, and he couldn’t wait to see the look on Harshwhinny’s face when he would stuff her already foal filled womb with more of his seed. He was sure he couldn’t knock her up any more than she already was, but that wasn’t going to stop him.

“Come on, whore. Scream for me.” Shaka grunted, drinking down more of Harshwhinny’s milk as he fucked deeper, harder, and groped at her tits even harder. The mare only screamed more and more as she was going to cum, even though she didn’t want to. “Oh, that reminds me. Want to know a fun fact?” Whispering in her ear, his words were like a sharp poison that stung her senses. “You could move at the last minute.”

Harshwhinny’s eyes went wide. She could feel it, her hands, her fingers, they moved at her command. So why wasn’t she trying to escape? She couldn’t be liking this? No, no, Shaka had to be lying. She wasn’t a whore, she wasn’t some slut, and she wasn’t going to be some used up broodmare for this zebra bastard. Shaka only laughed, his bellowing roar only rippled in Harshwhinny’s senses, making her only feel the pain and sorrow that was being forced into pleasure.

“There we go, that’s it. Almost there.” Shaka grunted, hissing through his teeth as he was not tugging at the mare’s breasts. “Scream like a used bitch while I rape my hot cum in your whore cunt!”

“Please…please…please…” Harshwhinny pleaded, begging as she felt herself forcibly cumming on Shaka’s cock. “Make me…make me forget…” Tears were starting to trickle from her eyes. “I can’t…I don’t want…to live like this…” The zebra laughed heartily at her pathetic display.

“Oh? You want to forget? You want to go back to being my whore?” Shaka asked, the mare only gasped out, moaning as she hated to feel so good on his dick. “Well, you’re far less entertaining that way, but you’re far more useful in the long run. So as a kindness, I’ll make sure you forget again.” Gripping on her harder, he started hammering faster and faster. His lips curled into a sinister smirk. “But unlike last time, I’m going to make it hurt.” With that, he partially dug his nails in her body as he groped at her, slamming his cock hard and deep as he released himself in her again.

Harshwhinny screamed, then gasped and tensed up. Her eyes twitched and rolled back as she clenched her teeth. Shaka’s cum was too much, too hot, and was being released so deep inside her. Her mind was becoming a haze, that sweet smell was returning to her. The miasma that Shaka had freed her of was wafting back into her body. The last flickering thoughts that could pass through her mind weren’t defiance, it was joy. She was defeated, she was broken. All she could do was accept that this was her new life.

“There we go, much better.” Shaka commented, releasing his hold on the mare. Harshwhinny collapsed, slipping off his cock. Her body was twitching as she was barely conscious enough to do anything but gush cum and whimper. “What a useless bitch. Oh well, but don’t worry. I’ll make sure you never have to worry about anything ever again.”

Exhaling, he released an even larger dosage of the miasma than before. While a typical size was enough to put anypony in a state of blissful ignorance, arousal, and eager submission. But when put in a much higher dosage, it could utterly destroy their mind. Nothing, not even alicorn magic would be able to fix this. They could cleanse the body of this toxic affliction, but the mental damage was irreversible. Harshwhinny was going to either live as Shaka’s loyal, giggling whore, or she would be little more than a comatose bitch to be bred by whoever fucked her used up holes.

Applying the concentrated miasma, Shaka smirked as he saw Harshwhinny’s body twitch and spasm. Her body was taking in the heavy dosage as if it was like an ethereal water drowning her. Her mouth and nostrils felt like they were burning as the miasma coursed into their lungs. Using his free hand, Shaka rolled the mare on her back. He smirked a sinister expression as he saw her pussy twitching and spurting out in orgasm. Her blood was like an aphrodisiac, and even the temperature of the room was making her cum over and over again. She was soaking herself so much, the zebra almost thought her water broke for a moment.

“Well, I guess I’ll keep this whore around a little longer.” Shaka chuckled, reaching down to pet her mane. “Afterall, a family should always have a pet. But I guess I’ll have to housebreak you later.”

Some time had passed, Harshwhinny was currently in the hospital, getting ready to give birth. Her room at the hospital was a private one, provided by a unicorn doctor who was well paid off by Shaka. The two earth mare nurses had the most awkward time, having the zebra’s brothers looking at them as if they could pounce on them at any moment. Even though Shaka promised them that they would be fine, that didn’t put them at ease.

“Shaka, it seems we’re nearly there.” The doctor said to the zebra, gesturing over to Harshwhinny. The mare was laying back, legs spread and just about to go into labor. “Soon enough, your lovely…mare will be the mother of a pair of healthy zony foals.”

“Very good, thank you doctor.” Shaka nodded, reaching into his pocket. “I couldn’t have done it without you.” Pulling out a small vial of a cloudy liquid, he placed it in the doctor’s pocket. “For your troubles.”

“O-of course…t-thank you.” The doctor said with an eager smile. The vial, a liquid form of his miasma, had become the addiction of many ponies across the town since Harshwhinny introduced Shaka to them. But before he could consider having his taste, the mare started moaning out. “N-nurses! Get ready!”

Quickly, the nurses rushed over, helping out Harshwhinny as she started to go into labor. She panted and moaned, feeling as her cervix was opening, her pussy gaping and quivering as her foals were coming. The doctor quickly worked to help the mare along with her giving birth. Shaka only watched with an eager glee, enjoying the sight of his foals being born. Harshwhinny’s face was smiling a goofy expression, as if she was getting aroused by her pussy being stretched from her foals being born.

“You’re doing great, you’re doing great.” The doctor commented, encouraging the mare as he was watching the first zony foal coming. “I see the head, just push…push…push…” Harshwhinny panted and moaned, almost hyperventilating as she was shivering from her pussy being stretched so much. “Come on…come on…almost there…there!”

At once, Harshwhinny gave birth to the first zony foal, a young colt that looked like a healthy zebra striped earth pony. Quickly, one of the nurses grabbed a cloth, wrapping the foal delicately in. Wiping the fluids from the foal, the doctor’s horn ignited, quickly and painlessly severing the umbilical cord. Harshwhinny whimpered as she lay back for a moment, panting out. Shaka could tell from the look on her face, she was about to cum, but gave birth before her release.

“There we go, one down, with the other coming along shortly.” The doctor commented, gesturing for the nurse to show the foal to Shaka. “Congratulations.”

“Congratulations indeed.” Shaka commented, taking and holding his son. “Such a fine, strong son. Shawanz, yes, yes, that will be your name. My first with this whore.” The nurse felt a little more uneased at his words, but said nothing. Handing it back to the nurse, he looked at the pregnant mare. “She can hold him after she births the second one.”

“Well, it’s about to come.” The doctor commented, trying to assist Harshwhinny in giving birth, but she seemed to not be loosening up. “Come on, the other one is almost coming. You can’t tense up like that.”

“I can’t help it, I can’t.” Harshwhinny panted, her huge, milk filled tits leaking as she was moaning more and more. “I just…just…need…need…”

“I know what she needs.” Shaka shook his head, walking over to Harshwhinny’s side. “Doctor, continue, I will loosen this bitch.” With that, he reached into his pants, whipping out his cock. The nurses were especially shocked, but Harshwhinny only looked at her master’s size with a carnal hunger. Rubbing it slowly, he looked at the mare. “Come, whore. Suck on this and birth my second son.”

Harshwhinny barely had to hear the full order before opening her mouth, letting Shaka shove his cock in her throat. She moaned on his length, suckling on it as her body was loosening up. The doctor only continued working on the mare, while the nurses stood at the ready, but were in utter shock at what this mare was doing to this zebra’s cock. Shaka’s brothers only chuckled amongst themselves, eager to see how soon they could fuck this whore again.

“There we go, just like that.” Shaka nodded, watching with a content smirk as Harshwhinny whorishly sucked him off. “Work that cock, make sure our sons know your place.” The mare sucked and moaned, her pussy loosening even more as she was giving birth to the next foal.

The pleasure of sucking off her master, and the way her second born son was stretching out her pussy as he was being born, was enough to push the mare over the edge she craved. She gasped and moaned on this cock, deepthroating it as best as she could, she was cumming. Sucking off her master and birthing his foal was making her cum. The doctor only sat there, focusing more on the safe birth, even as Harshwhinny’s pussy spasmed in a sloppy wet climax.

The second born zony foal was successfully born, being handled by the doctor as he magically severed the umbilical cord, and handed it to the nurse to be cleaned. Once wiped down, the nurse handed the foal to Shaka. Looking at his son over, he saw the foal wasn’t much different from the first one, a slightly different striped pattern, the two were a fine pair of twins. Smirking, gestured to hold Shawanz again.

“My second born to this slut, Shapil.” Shaka commented, holding the second foal, and then getting the first one back. “And with Shawanaz, you both are my sons.” He then directed his gaze down on Harshwhinny, who was still eagerly sucking him off. “Look at your mother, look at the way she worships at your father’s cock. When you two are of age, this will be your right, your duty. Your mother is a whore, and will be forever bred as a whore.”

Handing the foals off to the doctor, the stallion only needed to see one more glance in Shaka’s eyes to know what was expected of him. Nodding his head, he took the foals, leaving the room, but then the door closed, locking behind him. The nurses nearly jumped at the sound of the lock. The zebras looked at them hungrily, chuckling and whispering here and there. Fear was starting to take them, and Shaka’s eyes seemed to almost glow a wicked light.

“I’d like to thank you both for such hard work.” Shaka said, speaking quite calmly, which only put the mares in deeper worry. “Without you, my precious sons would never have been born.” His lips then curled into a malevolent smirk. “And so I can’t think of any better way to celebrate, than to give you two an extra special reward.” Miasma started to slowly trickle out of his mouth, while the other zebras, taking this as confirmation, started moving towards the terrified nurses.

The mares took steps back, cowering and trembling until their backs were against the wall. The zebras looked at them, eager to have their fill of them. The nurses’ eyes darted about, trying to find a way to escape, but there was none. The door was locked, and they weren’t strong enough to break it down. There were no windows in this room, Shaka had arranged that, and now these zebras were going to have their way with them. But among all this, why were their bodies getting hotter?

Shaka only exhaled again, more and more of his miasma trickled out. The room had just about no proper circulation of air, and it wouldn’t be long before the room would be full of it. And with how much the mares were panting in panic and fear, their bodies were taking in more and more with every heavy breath. Their bodies were quickly being affected. Their temperatures were rising, the clothes they wore were being restrictive, and their faces were getting red.

But their minds were still their own. The amount Shaka was letting out was weak, faint, and only just giving off the sweet smell. Enough to start bodily arousal, but not strong enough to break their minds. Today was a day of celebration. He had fathered two healthy, strong zony colts, and his brothers had behaved so well during the process, there was no harm in letting them break these mares before he would offer them the mercy of his dosages.

Seeing as how Shaka hasn’t told them to stop, the zebras took this as a sign of his approval. Without another delay, they lunged at the mares. The nurses screamed out, crying in a desperate attempt to be heard, to be saved. But the doctor had already ensured Shaka and his brothers wouldn’t be bothered. Two of the three grabbed at one nurse, while the third one handled the second nurse. The mares fought back, trying to get away, but their bodies were so much weaker.

The zebras laughed, ripping and tearing their clothes away, revealing their alluring bodies. They weren’t much in terms of sexual attraction. Their breasts were modest at best, and though they had slender midsections, their asses looked soft and gropable, but they were the sexiest mares these zebras had raped. Regardless, they weren’t going to say no to these delicious treats. Shaka only watched, placing a hand on Harshwhinny’s head as she was still sucking him off.

The mare either didn’t notice or didn’t care to notice as the zebras were getting the nurses ready for their own fun. All that mattered to her was the fat cock in her mouth. She loved the taste of Shaka in her mouth, the way it throbbed and her tongue couldn’t help but slather itself over and over the length of it. The zebra only smirked, enjoying the cockworship his whore was giving him. She was so faithful, so determined, and so addicted to him, he couldn’t help but want to hear her moan.

Grabbing at her mane, he gripped at it, pulling a little on the mare’s hair to make her deepthroat on his size. She moaned, savoring it as she was feeling as his throbbing cockhead was pushing at the back of her throat. Closing her eyes, she moaned her muffled, whorish sounds. Her pussy, even though it had just given birth, was tightening. It was as if despite being sore from foal birth, was eager to take in her master’s potent seed in her slutty womb again. Her body trembled a little while her nipples hardened, leaking out her creamy, warm milk.

“Come on, whore. I need to make sure you’re full with your meal.” Shaka smirked, reaching down with his other hand, he grabbed at her hospital gown. Tearing it away, he revealed her chest, making them bounce a little. “I want to ensure my foals are well fed on these fat tits.” Groping at them, he felt the warmth of her milk trickling between his fingers.

Harshwhinny moaned her muffled sounds, letting Shaka start to hammer his cock harder and harder in her throat. Her body loved this feeling, to be used and of use by her master. She loved having his cock in her mouth, as well as the rest of her body. Every inch of her was for him, and she would make sure to devote every moment of herself to Shaka and his whims. She wasn’t a mare, she was a whore, a hole to be fucked and bred over and over again.

Thrusting more and more, Shaka was throatfucking the mare with little to no regard for her recovery, or even if she could properly breathe. Whenever her nostrils flared, she took in more and more of her master’s musk. The burning feeling as his smell numbed her senses only made her body get hotter and hotter. She didn’t care that she just gave birth, she needed a cock in her pussy again. She wanted to feel her master deep in her sobbing wet hole, not just her throat-pussy.

While Harshwhinny was servicing her master, the other zebras were having their fun. The two who were taking one mare at once didn’t waste any time. She was on her back, with one zebra forcing her mouth over his cock, humping her face without any regard for her well being. The other one was burying his face in her pussy, using his strength to keep her legs open. The mare was screaming, but much of the sounds were being muffled by the cock in her throat.

The one handling the other one was even more to the point. He had the nurse bent over, her face pressed hard against the wall. His body was leaned over, groping hard at her tits as he was hammering in and out of her ass. Tears were running down her face, but every hard and deep thrust in her tailhole made her body ripple, and a breathless gasp escaped her throat. She seemed to be just barely conscious, taking the zebra dick was too much and she had almost fainted.

“Fuck, these sluts are terrible.” The first zebra complained as he humped the mare’s mouth. “Really thought we’d be getting some premium fuck meat. Not some little bitch holes.”

“I’m not complaining.” The third zebra laughed, fucking faster and faster in his nurse. “This one got quiet really fast, and her ass ain’t half bad.”

“I agree with him.” The second zebra commented, pulling his face away from the mare’s pussy as he gestured to the first zebra. “Her pussy is fine, but not as juicy as my usual meals.” Getting up, knelt and angled his throbbing cock against the mare’s moist pussy lips. “This bitch was so tight, I couldn’t get my tongue all the way in there. So I guess I’ll have to fuck her open.”

The second zebra pushed his dick against the mare’s pussy, shoving his strength into her soft embrace. It was so tight, and the nurse screamed a muffled sound over the first zebra’s cock. This caused both zebras to groan out a little as both her throat and pussy were so vice tight. Their winced and gasped, but only continued to fuck has hard and deep as they could. The third zebras only looked on, laughing a little as he only resumed fucking his nurse’s ass.

“Looks like you’re enjoying yourselves.” Shaka laughed, looking at his brothers. “Enjoy them, break them, ruin them, I don’t care. So enjoy and don’t hold back.” The three zebras chuckled, smirking as they loved when he let them really let loose.

While the three continued raping the nursed, Shaka’s attention returned to Harshwhinny. The mare was being throatfucked, but he wasn’t getting any closer to cumming. He needed to put more effort into getting off with this used up whore. It wasn’t nearly as fun as it used to be, but he could at least try to get something out of it. Pondering for a moment, he snapped his fingers as an idea struck him. Pulling back from Harshwhinny’s mouth, he looked over to a bag he brought with him.

“I think this should do.” Shaka commented, pulling out a recording camera. “I believe a special occasion like this should be recorded.” Setting up the camera on a nearby table, he made sure to get not only Harshwhinny, but the nurses as well. “Smile whores, you’re on camera now.” The mares let out horrified sounds, but were slowly turning into moans. “Maybe a little incentive is needed.” Exhaling hard, he released more of his miasma, creeping through the air like a wicked mist of poisonous pleasure.

The sweet smelling miasma rapidly afflicted the nurses, filling their panting mouths and burning into their lungs as the effects took over. The resistance, the fear, the horror in their eyes faded, replaced by the coming pleasure and mind numbing lusts that made their bodies loosen up before squeezing on the cocks plowing in and out of their holes. The zebras only laughed, amused at how they went from fear to longing. This only made them fuck harder and harder, their grunts matching the whorish moans that these mares were now making.

“There, much better.” Shaka nodded, turning his attention back to Harshwhinny. “Now, get to sucking, bitch. I plan to knock your whore ass up today.”

Harshwhinny eagerly did as her master commanded. The moment he was back at her face, she sucked on it with greater and greater fervor. She longed to feel his hot load back in her belly. She needed to drink on his thick spunk, to have his warmth flood her belly again. Shaka only grabbed her head and thrusted in and out of her throat. He didn’t care if the way she lay was causing a strain, or if she was still recovering from a pregnancy. She was his whore, and he was going to cum in her belly like one.

Humping against her face, Shaka’s cock bulge in Harshwhinny’s throat, swelling as he rubbed in and out of her like a used up pussy. It wasn’t as good as before, but he was going to get his first spurt out all the same. The mare was devoted, she was eager, and has proven to be of use. So he would reward her, impregnating her again, and repeat the cycle until he was tired of her. Huffing, he felt as his orgasm was coming.

“Here it comes, drink your master’s seed.” Shaka commented, fucking harder and harder before bottoming out hard and deep in Harshwhinny’s throat. “Here’s your reward, whore!”

Bottoming out in Harshwhinny’s mouth, Shaka came. The mare eagerly and greedily gulped down as much cum her master was releasing. She slurped and suckled, draining as much cum as she could, not wanting to stop drinking as more and more thick ropes of Shaka’s spunk flooded her belly. The warmth caused her body to shiver. She felt so loved, so happy, and content in her purpose. Though Shaka wouldn’t care one way or another, he nodded in some show of approval for her.

“Good enough.” Shaka replied, slowly pulling his cock from Harshwhinny’s mouth. “Now that the weaker seed is gone, only the fertile will be fucked in your whore cunt.” Slowly, he walked around her, making sure to give her tits another squeeze.

Harshwhinny let out a whorish moan, laying back as her master moved to now be facing at her still spread legs. Not having any patience, Shaka pulled at the blanket, tossing it off the bed. Then he tore the rest of the mare’s hospital gown away. Now bare and naked before her master, Harshwhinny was shivering as she looked at him with needy eyes. Her pussy was quivering at him, as if eager to have his seed again. The doctor was skilled, having used his magic to clean her off. For a moment, it was almost as if she had never had children.

Resting his hands on her legs, Shaka rubbed them for a moment, only to move the mare off the devices that kept her legs open. Now playing fully on the bed, he pulled her almost off the bed, catching her legs and lifting her upwards. Shaka angled his hard, throbbing size against the mare’s soaking entrance. Before she even could finish her sultry moans, he thrusted in her. She was tight, tighter than the last time he fucked her wet hole.

Harshwhinny let out her moan, leaning back as she came all over Shaka’s dick. The mare’s pussy squeezed along his length, letting him slip more and more into her. It was so good, she loved feeling her master’s dick inside her. His throbbing mass was the only thing that gave her purpose and meaning. Her insides were tingling as they stretched with his cock rubbing along her especially sweet and sensitive spots.

“Come on, whore. Tighten up.” Shaka grunted, fucking harder and harder, not caring for the mare. “I don’t care if you gave birth, you’re my whore, and I want my whore to have a tight cunt!”

Harshwhinny did the best she could, but it wasn’t working. Her body was still sore and weak from the foal birth. Shaka had no patience, only deciding to be especially rough with her. Reaching across the bed, he gripped his hands around her throat again. This was even tighter than before, just barely allowing any air in her lungs. She gasped, eyes rolling back as her tongue was starting to dangle from the side of her mouth. Shaka didn’t care. She gave him sons, and if she made more, that would be fine, but that wasn’t enough to make him feel concerned for her well being.

“I said tighten. So tighten that whore cunt for my seed, or I’ll make you tighten up!” Shaka grunted, choking the mare harder. “You think your life has meaning? You think you matter? You are a whore, a worthless hole to be used and discarded. These nurses my brothers are raping can just as easily replace you.” His lips curled into a malicious, almost evil smirk. “Just like you replaced my last whore.”

His words, those harsh, brutal, unkind and cruel words. Shaka’s voice rippled in Harshwhinny’s mind, tingling along her senses. The miasma that had fully and permanently broken her mind only sent her body into endless climax and pleasure. She loved this feeling, she loved to be used and mistreated. She wanted this, she wanted to be hurt, she wanted to be Shaka’s whore. The only thing that seemed to bring a mote of sadness, was the fear of being abandoned by her master. She never wanted this.

Harshwhinny tried to say something, she wanted to plead and beg Shaka not to abandon her. Tears burned in her eyes as they trickled out. The air stung as what little she could get drifted into her flaring nostrils and gasping throat. Shaka only fucked in and out, hammering his length in her pussy. His dick was pushing hard and fast, burying itself so deep in her, that her still open cervix was being fucked, with the inner lining of her womb being violently pushed and rubbed.

Harshwhinny was just barely able to stay conscious. She was already still weak from giving birth, and now being choked out by her master was draining what little strength remained. Her eyes twitched, gasping, choked breaths leaked out of her mouth, and eventually, her arms went limp. Her body followed, collapsing back as Shaka released his hold over her throat. Harshwhinny’s throat was red, visibly hand prints marked the mare’s neck, but she was still breathing.

“Not dead? Impressive.” Shaka commented, feeling as the now unconscious mare’s pussy was much tighter. “Typically, I only say what I say when I punish her. A problem for later I suppose.”

While he continued to fuck the now weak and resting mare, his brothers had moved to enjoying the nursed. The three zebras were busy with a single nurse this time, as the other one had collapsed and was just twitching. The one being handled by all three had all three holes filled with cock. Her mouth, pussy, and ass were filled and stretched by cock, and the way they were at it, they were going to cum at any moment.

Pumping themselves faster and faster, the three of them gave no regard to the mare. The first one was lucky, only passing out and going limp. The second one who is soon filled with their hot seed over and over again. They loved it when Shaka let them have their fun, and the miasma coursing through this mare only made her body moan and tighten over it like a whore. She was just a piece of fuck meat for them, something that could only bring endless pleasure for them.

Panting, the three of them were cumming, hammering faster and faster. The zebras let out a low groan as they pulled back, only to bottom out their full lengths into the mare’s body. Her throat, pussy, and ass were stuffed so hard with dick, and then the orgasms pumped in her caused not only her belly to bulge, but excess cum was gushing out between their cocks as they continued thrusting, even as they were letting out more and more hot, thick spunk. The mare’s body spasmed as she came from the feeling, only to go limp.

Shaka was getting close as well, feeling as his cock was throbbing in Harshwhinny’s unconscious pussy. It was tight, but just loose enough for him to put little effort in bottoming out. He wasn’t sure if he could get her pregnant after she had just given birth, but he didn’t care. If she did, that might give her more time as his whore. If not, then she can be a plaything for his brothers, and maybe one day, his sons’ whore. For now, he was about to cum.

“Good whore, that’s a good whore.” Shaka grunted, hissing under his breath as he was feeling his cock swelling and throbbing. “This is what you are, a fucking whore only kept to bear my foals!” Pulling back, he rammed his cock into her, shaking the bed. “Get pregnant you fucking bitch!”

Shaka released his orgasm, flooding the mare’s previously pregnant womb with his potent seed. The miasma that coursed in her body had an additional affect thanks to the large dosage in her. Her ovaries went into overdrive, ovulating as her master’s spunk filled her womb. Her eggs were impregnated, and soon enough, she would become heavy with his next foals. Shaka held himself in place for a moment before slowly pulling out. Looking at the mare, then to his brothers, he smirked.

“I believe that’s enough celebrating, for you.” Shaka commented, walking over to the camera. Lifting it, he looked into the lens with his sinister expression. “Perhaps I should record my other whores, something of a keepsake when I breed them.” With that, the camera feed is cut out.

“That is how I gave birth to my sons.” Harshwhinny stated, having some semblance of professional sanity. Her face was now on a monitor, being watched as she continued. “For those of you who are watching this, this is to be expected of you.”

The mare had developed more curvature. Her breasts were huge and both her foals were greedily suckling at them, drinking their milk. Her belly was swollen and bloated, implying she was already pregnant with her next foals. Her body was also covered in far more integrated stripes on her body, now constantly visible rather than a flickering sign of her arousal. The mare held somewhat of a serious look, but it was clear she was getting turned on by the foals drinking her milk.

“We exist only to be impregnated by our master, and anything other aspirations only get in the way.” Harshwhinny spoke, with almost love in her devoted tone. “Before I met him, I was some nameless mare of no significance.” Looking at her nursing foals, she smiled. “Now, Shaka has given me a purpose, and I’m happy to be his broodwhore.”

Sitting in her living room, Posey Shy had been watching this video. Her face was in a scarlet blush, and her mind was so confused as to why Fluttershy would’ve sent this to her. And yet, she didn’t look away. The way Harshwhinny’s body had been fucked, the way she was impregnated, and how she gave birth. As well as the way the nurses had been fucked into a mentally destroyed mess, no doubt heavily impregnated.

“And so for those of you who are watching this, remember.” Harshwhinny commented, her voice taking Posey’s attention away from her thoughts. “It is far better to submit now. Resistance is futile, and when you join him, Shaka’s splendor is worth every moment of pleasure.” There was a knocking at the door that started the mare.

Getting up from the couch, Posey didn’t even think to pause the video as she walked over to the door. She did so slowly, trying to quickly compose herself as she approached the door. Taking a deep breath, she opened the door, where Shaka was standing. The mare gasped, stumbling back, almost falling over as the zebra looked at her with a smirk. He looked at her, comparing what he was seeing to what Fluttershy had told him.

Posey was quite attractive. Even in her attempts to hide her from under her long, baggy shirt, and knee long skirt, there was no covering up her sexy allure. Her tits were big, very big compared to her daughter, easily three or maybe four times the size of Harshwhinny’s pregnant milkers. Her ass was a perfect balance as it bounced slightly as she stood there, trembling somewhat at the zebra. And the look of fear and yet curiosity was making Shaka’s lips only curl into a deeper smile.

“Hello there.” Shaka greeted, speaking politely. Bowing his head, he let himself in the house, closing the door behind him. “Fluttershy told me her mother was beautiful, but words fail to really describe your splendor. I am very impressed.”

Posey’s heart was racing, her mind racing. He mentioned Fluttershy. Was he talking to her? Did he do something to her daughter? Her heart was hammering harder and harder, but there was something else. It was a faint, but sweet smell that was making her body tingle and her mind numb. Her body was starting to get hot, and as she looked more and more at the zebra, her ears perked at the sound of the television.

“Um…hello…” Fluttershy’s voice called from the television. “M-my name…is Fluttershy…” Posey looked over to the screen, and her eyes widened in shock.

It was Fluttershy, she would know her daughter anywhere. But her body was different. Her body was bearing stripes similar to how Harshwhinny looked, and her breasts were huge, swollen, and leaking milk out of her plump, darkened nipples. But what really made Posey’s body tremble in fear was her daughter’s belly. The mare was pregnant, there were no questions of it, but how many could be in her bloated womb was impossible to tell.

“I…I’m currently carrying a bunch of foals…and I’m…I’m…I’m so happy.” Fluttershy continued, blushing as she seemed to be speaking to some unseen cameraman. “And…well…I’m sorry, I’m just so nervous.”

Posey wasn’t sure what to think of any of this. Her daughter was pregnant, she was going to have foals, and so the milf mare was going to have grandfoals. But then, why was she feeling…envious? Her mind was happy that her daughter seemed happy about having foals. So why was she feeling this envy, this jealousy. The more she tried to comprehend these thoughts, the stronger that sweet smell was getting.

Shaka only watched on, eager to see how far things could go. Perhaps this mare wasn’t as difficult to break as he thought. Perhaps she was more like her daughter, a natural whore who just needed the right push. He only continued to slowly exhale, letting out his miasma in a much more subtle means, slowly corrupting the mare until she was more eager to submit to him. Looking at the screen, the mare could see the joy on Fluttershy’s face.

“S-so…I…I’m sure you’d like to see how I got like this?” Fluttershy commented, carefully and gently groping herself. “I…I guess it would be okay…to show you…” The screen then flickered, changing from her striped, pregnant form, to how she looked beforehand.

Fluttershy was sitting on a hotel bed, fully naked and visibly nervous. Swallowing her fear, she looked at the camera. Her body was trembling, but she was somewhat excited. Posey’s eyes only widened as she looked at the television. Within moments, one zebra after another was walking into view. Eventually, there were nearly half a dozen zebras in frame, with some more only somewhat visible on the screen.

“Oh yeah, that was a wild night.” Shaka commented, chuckling a little as she looked over at the screen. “I had to call a few friends over, but she certainly had her fun, and her fill.” Posey looked at the zebra with a somewhat nervous look, but the sweet smell was putting her mind at ease. He extended a hand. “Would you like me to show you?” She swallowed timidly, but slowly nodded her head, welcoming her into her home.