Shaka

“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.