An Endless Forest

Alsephina beat her wings with fury, flying through the air faster than she ever thought herself capable of. Whatever Fenris was, whatever he was planning, he was a being of sheer evil. She naively thought he was a mere pegasus with a peculiar affliction, but she should’ve rationalized that it was illogical for a typical pony to be so deep within the dangerous Everfree.

She cursed at herself, spitting her own misjudgment. Her friend was being conquered, in both mind and body, and she had led her to such a fate. Her best bet was to get help, free Hyra, and thoroughly apologize to the earth pony for what she had done.

Moving faster and faster, the trees below a blurred sea of green, she spotted the edge of the forest. A thrill ran through her, as she knew she was home free. Just had to get to Ponyville, contact somepony with power, and her friend would be fine. Just a few more flaps of her wings and…

Thud!

“Ack!”

Alsephina yelped with pain as she felt herself slam against something. Spinning backwards in the air, she managed to level herself out. Shaking her head, she glanced up, spotting nothing in the way. Confusion swept over her, as she slowly hovered forward, extending a claw.

“What…? What did I?”

Tsssh…

She recoiled, her talon sizzling as it pressed against some form of forcefield. Magic radiated in a wall before her, extending along the entire forest. As far as her eye could see, it kept going, encasing the entire Everfree within a bubble of sorts.

Or rather, encasing her within the Everfree.

Fluttering her wings, she slowly drifted backwards, gawking at the sight. She hadn’t a clue what this was, but the culprit behind it was a no brainer. Furrowing her brow, she tried to rationalize a plan, to figure out some method of bypassing this.

“Well hello there!”

If she could’ve jumped while in the sky, she would’ve, as a voice echoed out below her. Shooting her attention downwards, she spotted a stone slowly floating up to her. Runes were carved into it, purple magic flowing within the grooves.

“What are you?” Alsephina inquired, cautiously backing away.

The stone stopped in place, level with her in the air but a safe distance away. “This? This is a mere communication device, amongst other things.” The voice became clearer, ushering Alspehina to scowl at it. “I take it you chalked up what’s happening here?”

“Enough! What have you done to Hyra! When I get out of here, you’re dead.”

A chuckle echoed through the stone. “I must applaud your tenacity. You’ll learn about your friend shortly, but first, let me clarify something.” The stone drifted a few feet closer, and Alsephina instinctively backed away. “While we’ve been talking, I’ve been using my magic to analyze you. It’s a quick process, but the benefits I gain are wondrous.” The stone spun slowly as Fenris continued. “For instance, I’ve placed wards around the forest, creating a magical barrier that specifically prevents you from leaving. You’re trapped here, with us. You’ll learn to behave yourself soon.”

“Us? What do you mean us?” Alsephina growled.

“Oh, right! You asked about your darling little friend! Here, she’ll tell you!”

Alsephina tensed, as she heard another voice clearing her throat from the stone.

“Hey, Alse! Master made me his slave, and it’s amazing.” Hyra giggled, making Alsephina’s rage boil. “Now I’m gonna help him make you better too! You and I can worship him and his body together! Thankfully his wards make it easy to track you, so…see you soon!”

Alsephina was frozen in place, unable to respond as Fenris spoke through the stone once again.

“Well, she said it for me. I’m coming to claim you as my prize. See you soon~”

The stone’s flight ceased, as it plummeted to the ground. Slamming into the dirt below, it formed a small crater in the earth. Its magic flowed freely, as Alsephina watched a visible strand of magic flow from it towards the barrier that was trapping her inside.

He wasn’t bluffing. He was pinpointing her location and Hyra was eager to help him. If she was going to escape with her free will, and restore Hyra’s, she had to run and hide.

Surveying the area, she darted into the Everfree, flying along a diagonal path from where she had initially come from. She had to escape him, or else she’d go from a fallen goddess to an even lower place.

“So…are there any neat ancient structures out here?”

Hyra trotted alongside her Master, happily humming to herself as she finished her question. Her desires hadn’t quelled, but her Master had been kind enough to suppress them for the time being. Being her unending need to climax was momentarily silenced, she took the stroll she was on to indulge her curiosity.

“Not particularly, no,” Fenris answered, trotting alongside her. “I mean, there’s some old castles. The biggest one being the Castle of the Two Sisters.” His scarf rubbed his chin, as he continued to think. “I can’t think of much else. Besides the occasional lost artifact or something in a cave or one of the bogs, there isn’t anything much to note.”

Hyra looked crestfallen, as she lowered her head in disappointment. “Aw dang it. I was really hoping to discover some cool historical pieces.” She smirked at Fenris, shooting him a wink. “My new purpose in life may be serving you, but I still do have my love of archeology.”

“That much is true. You seemed rather cute, so merely corrupting your personality rather than purging it seemed optimal.” He nudged her playfully, shrugging. “Listen. After we enslave your friend and she becomes a good bitch, the three of us can go looking for some lost relics. How’s that sound?”

Hyra’s eyes widened in excitement. “Really!?”

“Well, just like you have multiple sides, so do I.” Fenris shot her a wink as well. “I may indulge myself with your body, and bask in the thrill that I’ve made you a slave, but our relationship stems beyond mere sex and servitude.” He looked ahead as he walked, adorning a serious look. “I truly aim to make my slaves happy. You are free to do as you please within my forest. I’ll protect you, treat you well, and ensure you live a genuine life of sheer bliss.”

“But most of the time it’s gonna be sex, isn’t it.”

“Yes, a vast majority of it.”

The two chuckled as they continued to move through the forest. An end of Fenris’ scarf acted as a compass, directing them in the exact direction of Alsephina. Making a left turn, they continued to walk and discuss.

The chat was both intriguing and insightful for Fenris. The fact that he had just rewritten Hyra’s existence to serve him danced in his mind, making the casual conversation far more interesting than it had any right to be. It was casual, friendly, and certainly not a reflection of what they had been doing just before.

But Fenris spoke truth. He did genuinely want his slaves to be happy, and he’d be a poor owner to not do his due diligence to ensure that happened. Sure, he could merely command her mind to be endlessly happy, but he wanted her to be her. Slave or not, Hyra was still Hyra, albeit far sluttier and obedient.

“So, I’ve been meaning to ask. Why does nothing attack you out here?” Hyra inquired.

Fenris cut through some brush with his magic, raising a brow and looking over at his companion. “Well, they did at first. Though, over time I fought and calmed most of the creatures here.” His scarf pushed a large stone blocking their path out of the way, as he nonchalantly continued. “It took a bit, but eventually they all learned to view me as some kind of alpha. They typically obey my commands, and never so much as think to attack me.” He eyed his hoof, focusing his gaze on the wooden claw now surrounding it. “Of course, I do have a preference. I keep several timberwolves as my pets. They’re not the toughest, but they make for good company.” He smiled at Hyra. “Of course, before you and Alsephina showed up. You’ll be my first two slaves. The first of hundreds. This forest will be lonely no more.”

Hyra listened with every fiber of her being, utterly entranced by the explanation her Master was giving. Beaming at his last comment, she nodded eagerly.

“That sounds lovely!” She pushed a low branch out of her way, nearly smacking Fenris’ face as it whipped back. His scarf thankfully reacted on its own to protect him, and Hyra was blissfully unaware of him rolling his eyes. “I’m honored to be your first conquest, Master!”

Fenris continued to walk, pausing in place as his scarf emitted a brighter glow. It pointed towards a nearby cave. A wicked grin split his countenance, as he glanced down at Hyra.

“She chose a rather mediocre place to recoup.”

Hyra pursed her lip, inspecting the cave. “I think she might be resting there. She’s not used to the whole ‘being a physical being’ schtick much anymore. She's pretty smart, so I doubt she’d go in there unless she had to.”

“Well, she won’t be leaving that cave with an ounce of free will,” Fenris purred.

Hyra nearly jumped in place. “Yes! I can’t wait!”

Beginning to trot into the cave. “Well, let’s go then~”

“Oh, Master?”

He stopped, glancing back to see Hyra happily trotting behind him. Meeting his eyes, her darkened gaze flickered with a blend of mischief and desire. She licked her lips, beaming at him.

“Make sure you ruin her good.”

Alsephina heaved air into her chest, her wings aching with every breath. She had never pushed her body’s limits like this before. Sweat dampened her feathers, a stark reminder of how unaccustomed she was to physical exertion. It had been moons since she maintained a physical form for this long, typically using it only for brief moments of mischief. The lack of practice was taking its toll, and she could feel every bit of it.

But stopping wasn’t an option. She needed to regain her strength and keep running. If she didn’t, she and Hyra would be doomed to an eternity of mindless bliss. She preened a few feathers, cursing under her breath as one stubbornly refused to align. Letting out a sigh, she pressed on, determined not to let exhaustion win.

“Alright…can’t stay here forever. The sooner I get out of here…”

“The sooner you’ll become my slave?~”

Alsephina nearly jumped, recognizing that voice and whirling around to find herself facing the mouth of the cave. Looming in its maw were none other than Fenris and the newly corrupted Hyra. A rush of energy ran through Alsephina, adrenaline empowering her muscles as she surged forward. She hoped her instant reaction could catch them off-guard, somehow leaving her a window of opportunity to escape.

Thump.

Her hopes were swiftly dismissed, as she found herself colliding with Fenris’ scarf. The impact was soft, but it acted like a trampoline, bouncing her back into the cave’s depths. Tumbling across the ground, she tried to gather her thoughts. He had her pinned, and she knew his intentions, but what could she do?

Getting back up, she glared over at the pegasus and her fallen friend. “What do you want?”

“Come now, I think I’ve made it abundantly clear,” Fenris smugly replied.

A wave of scorn washed over Alsephina as she glowered in Fenris’ direction. He had undone her friend entirely, turning the once sweet Hyra into an utterly slutty broodmare—and now he had full intention to do the same to her. Digging her talons into the ground, she surveyed the area. Truthfully, she was cornered, but a part of her was hoping to come up with a last second scheme. Her moons of experience as a goddess were coming up short. She lacked the strength, both physically and magically, to overpower him, and her speed wasn’t enough to best the bastard’s enchanted scarf.

“Do you seriously think you’ll make me…like…that?!” she exclaimed, gesturing towards Hyra with a talon. “I was a deity, you fool! I…I can’t be bested by some mediocre curse!”

Fenris grit his teeth, his ego being mocked by the pitiful griffon before him. “Do you truthfully think my curse is such a simple device? It was forged over years, empowered by a true goddess, and bestowed in its enhanced form upon me for the very purpose you see given to your friend.” He stared daggers at her, his scarf flickering with its arcane influence. “You exist to become my toy. My device to test if my gift works on non-ponies, and of course, to ultimately turn into a proper breeding bitch for my pack.” He narrowed his gaze, his magic intensifying. “You should see yourself as lucky.”

“Mhm!” Hyra hummed, trotting up beside Fenris. “He’s got a point y’know! All my anxiety, stress, and more washed away with my will! Now I’ve got a hot Master, a whole forest to explore, and a couple of foals on the way!” She giggled, pouting at Alsephina immediately after. “C’mon, Alse! Stop being such a stickler! You’d be the same, just a bit sluttier in personality and appearance, but c’mon! I’m basically the same, just a lot more carefree~”

Alsephina winced at the remark, gritting her teeth. “He’s messed with your head! You wouldn’t want to become a slave, nor would you wanna exist for sex!” She pointed an accusatory talon at the earth pony. “You’d get mad at me for forcing you to hook up with random studs in the past! Snap out of it!”

Rolling her eyes, Hyra sighed. “You don’t get it! I can’t go back, it’s impossible.” She playfully bumped her hip against Fenris’, snickering soon after. “Not that I’d wanna! Being his first slave is totally gonna give me bragging rights once he conquers more lucky creatures~”

“And now, I think it’s time you join her!~” Fenris cooed.

Alsephina recoiled at his words. “Ha! I’d never become you - wah!”

Before she could react, Alsephina found herself shrouded in Fenris’ magic. Unable to compete against his arcane grasp, she was helpless as she was jolted forward, toppling before Fenris. Face down, with her rump raised, she attempted to stand up, only to find her head pinned down by Fenris’ powerful claw.

“A fallen goddess makes for a lovely second slave,” he growled, glowering at her.

Alsephina wanted to reply, to give a scathing remark towards the bastard before her, but any words died in her throat as she felt her ass be savagely spanked.

“A juicy rump you’ve got, but as I did with Hyra, I do think my curse will improve you thoroughly~” Fenris furthered, delivering a spank to the griffon’s other cheek.

Baring her teeth, Alsephina growled. “G-get the hell off of me!” She struggled beneath him. “You piece of - gah!”

Another set of smacks to her derrière silenced her rebuttal, a pained groan of mixed delight and despair escaping her maw. She despised the fact that the stinging pain on her cheeks was sending a rush of arousal through her, yet her body was simply against her mind in that regard.

Glancing up, a pit formed in her stomach, as she was met with the entire length of Fenris’ cock inches in front of her muzzle. Her eyes widened, as she gazed upon his impressive and undeniably alluring member.

“Like what you see, ‘goddess’?” Fenris teased.

Alsephina sucked air through her teeth, scowling up at him. Truth be told, it had been far too long since she herself had gotten laid, and it was clear her body was craving satisfaction in the amorous way. Even still, she refused to admit it—she’d never give him the satisfaction.

“H-Ha! Like your pathetic cock would ever be appealing!” she seethed.

Fenris chuckled, exchanging a ‘Oooooo’ with Hyra. “Quite the mouth on this one, hmm?”

“Well, yeah, she’s always been a bit more fiery than most!” A devilish look spread across her face, as she nudged Fenris. “Though I did say be rough with her~ So why don’t you shut her up?”

Fenris chuckled. “I suppose that’d be a lovely idea!”

Finding her head being lifted gently by Fenris, Alsephina writhed below him. “G-Get off me! What are you two - glk!?”

Her words once again were silenced, but this time not by a smack on her ass, but rather Fenris forcefully stuffing his cock down her throat. She had barely any time to react, her body shuddering as the delicious flavor his stallionhood afforded danced on her taste buds. Her mind could barely process what was happening, all too bewildered and overwhelmed to have a grasp on things.

Yet Fenris wasn’t holding back, as he thrusted his hips forward. Eyes widening further, Alsephina struggled beneath his grasp as he began to thoroughly face fuck her. Her gullet was filled with cock, forced to take every inch of Fenris’ impressive member—only partially spared by him not slamming his knot in too.

Desperation surged through her, and she pressed her talons against his legs, struggling to push him away. His grip on her head and the binding force of his magic held her firmly in place. Helpless and overpowered, she had no choice but to endure the relentless onslaught of his debauchery, her body betraying her mind's desperate attempts to resist.

Air struggled to enter her lungs, only given relief every few moments when Fenris allowed her to breathe. It was a shameful situation to be in, one that disgusted her, but unfortunately once again her body was working against her.

“Ooooh~ Someone’s enjoying Master’s cock!”

Alsephina felt a shiver run down her spine as Hyra’s voice came from behind her. A second one soon followed, as she felt her friend’s hooves caress her ass, soon spreading her cheeks apart. The feeling of being so casually exposed by Hyra, on top of being nonchalantly used by Fenris, sent Alsephina’s mind for a whirlwind. She loathed and loved this at the same time—and she had no idea why.

“What’s the view like?” Fenris asked, smirking over at Hyra.

Eyeing the griffon’s delectably exposed nethers, Hyra licked her lips. “She’s drooling like a waterfall!” She looked between Alsephina’s backdoor and snatch, a twinkle of desire flickering in her eyes. “Master…may I?”

“Only for a bit. You’re just warming her up for me~” Fenris replied.

Alsephina couldn’t speak, but her eyes told Fenris everything. She had no idea what he was implying with his reply, forced to remain muted by the cock plunging down her throat over and over again.

Yet she found her answer quickly, as a rush of pleasure ran through her body. The sensation of her snatch being lapped at overwhelmed her, causing her eyes to roll back as she moaned deeply around Fenris’ cock.

“Heh, you taste amazing, Alse!” Hyra chirped, licking the griffon’s juices off her lips. “Like blueberries!”

Diving right back in, Hyra eagerly pressed her tongue into Alsephina’s depths, caressing and teasing every inch of sensitive flesh she could reach. The way her friend's cunt clenched down, desperate for more, made Hyra feel downright giddy.

She had been shown the light. Given a better body to serve her true purpose as a slave, and she was eager for her best friend to have the same revelation. Sluttier figures, obedient minds, and knocked up with foals—it was the perfect destiny for the two of them.

“Seems like she’s enjoying herself!” Fenris teased, petting Alsephina’s head. “And she throats cock like a real whore!”

He spoke the truth, fending off a groan of pleasure himself. Watching Hyra’s fat flanks as they traveled through the forest had already worked him up, making him especially sensitive. The sensation of Alsephina’s throat around his cock was incredibly pleasurable, and he quickly felt his stamina withering away.

The two continued to use the griffon, teasing her body relentlessly. It was abundantly clear Fenris was approaching Alsephina with far less grace than he had with Hyra, but the reasoning was clear for him. She had been a goddess in the past, and the idea of using such a cocky and smug creature such as herself in such a way was too good to pass up.

Alsephina was in a sea of mixed sensations. Her mind battled her body, as one endured and the other indulged. She despised how good her two assailants were making her feel, yet her body’s desires were euphoric from the situation. Hyra eating her out coupled with Fenris fucking her face combined to make an onslaught of pleasure from both ends.

Gripping the griffon’s head, thrusting harder than before, Fenris clenched his teeth. He was nearing his limit now, his desires from before deepening at an incredible rate. He wanted to conquer the slut before him, to turn her into an obedient slave like he did her friend.

“Hyra, you may stop.”

Having now moved up to Alsephina’s backdoor, Hyra pulled herself away from the griffon’s nethers. “Oh? What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, slave, I just believe it’s time we enter the final act of your friend’s free will~” Fenris replied, shooting his slave a wink.

Beaming, Hyra clapped her hooves together. “That sounds amazing, Master! I’m so excited!”

Alsephina merely squirmed beneath Fenris, still muffled by his cock. It was clear she wasn’t fond of what was being said, but she was still completely powerless to oppose the stallion.

“Did you enjoy warming her up for me?~” he cooed, casually thrusting into Alsephina as he spoke.

Hyra nodded. “Totally! Her bits both taste just like blueberries! I think you’ll love using her!”

“That I will.” Fenris slowed his thrusting, but left his cock lodged firmly in Alsephina’s throat. “Go ahead and stand to the side.”

Giving an understanding nod, Hyra trotted to the side. She whirled around, looking on with endless excitement in her eyes. What many would see as an act of sheer evil, Hyra now saw her Master’s corruption as a spectacle. The enthusiasm of her friend’s new life being made, accompanied by how hot the entire thing would be, made for the show she was about to watch to be phenomenal beyond compare.

Eyeing Hyra step aside, Fenris huffed. Taking a step back, he slipped his cock out of Alsephina’s maw, letting the griffon breathe clearly.

“I swear, I’m going to - cough - kill you!” Alsephina growled.

Fenris raised a brow. “Ah yes, the bitch who’s dripping like a faucet back there is absolutely threatening.” Dark magic flooded his eyes, as he glowered at the griffin. “It’s time you become my whore.”

With shocking speed, Fenris darted forward. Before she had time to realize it, Alsephina was pushed back by the stallion. Falling onto her back, she hit the grass below with a thud, gasping from the impact. She wasn’t given a moment of calm, as before she knew it Fenris was upon her.

“Agh! G-Get off of me!” She struggled beneath him, hopeless as he pinned her down. “B-Bastard!”

Fenris shifted himself, slapping his slickened cock right against her cunt, his length grazing her salivating depths and laying between her teats. “Unfortunately for you, that won’t be the case. I’ll be claiming you now.” He shrouded her hind legs in magic, forcing them up as he nearly folded her over herself. “And I know just the way to do it~”

Finding herself being locked into a mating press, Alsephina’s struggles renewed. She writhed beneath her captor, only earning a few moans from her lungs as she ground her lower lips against his throbbing length.

“Hyra, come over here,” Fenris ordered, briefly turning his attention away from his amorous prey.

Utterly obedient thanks to her reforged mind, Hyra strutted over to her owner. “Yes, Master?”

“Turn around,” Fenris ordered. “Present yourself and spread your legs.”

“Anytime for you, Master~” Hyra cooed, a notable splash of desire in her voice.

She whirled around, flaunting her fattened flanks to her Master and friend. Bouncing her hips, she gave her plumped up asscheeks a firm clap. Beneath them, resting between her legs, her melon-sized crotchtits bounced, a hypnotic sight for even the most strong-willed studs. Every movement sent ripples through her ample flesh, the sound of the slap echoing in the air.

“Take a good look at her, bitch,” Fenris growled, side-eyeing Alsephina. “You’ll be just like her soon enough.”

Alsephina didn’t reply, simply glancing over at her corrupted friend. The sight was tantalizing beyond compare. Hyra had always been an attractive mare, but Fenris’ curse had turned her into a proper slut. Her ass was deliciously plump, sweat running down her curves as she bounced her asscheeks. Her tits, once a humble pair, were now tempting melons that were worthy of a slut.

A rush of arousal surged through Alsephina, and she gulped, feeling a warmth spread through her core as her struggles lessened. Her body reacted instinctively, the sight of Hyra’s transformation igniting a fire within her. Fenris had done this to Hyra, forging the sweet mare into a whorish reflection of her former self, and now he had the same intentions for Alsephina. Her own body betrayed her, slickness gathering between her legs as she imagined the changes she might undergo.

She eyed his scarf, watching as magic was consistently flowing out of it. She knew he was messing with her lust and mind already, but she wasn’t going to yield. Even if she was regrettably turned on, she couldn’t let herself become his fucktoy.

“I…I won’t ever become like her! You won’t make me a - haaa…~”

A slow moan escaped Alsephina as Fenris slid his cock along her slit. Each throb of his cock was met with a wink of her snatch, as he taunted her pussy with devilish expertise.

“I’ve heard enough, whore,” Fenris purred. “You’ll be bouncing your ass for me like your friend over here.” He eyed Hyra, a smirk spreading across his face. “Speaking of…”

Hyra perked up, glancing over her shoulder while continuing to bounce her rump. Curiosity swept itself over her as she watched her Master conjure up a new spell. A strand of magic began to flow out from Alsephina’s head, slowly guiding itself towards her as she watched her Master weave his spell. She had no concern as to what it may do, as she trusted her Master entirely, but she couldn’t help but ponder what he was up to.

She shuddered as the strand of magic caressed her flanks, letting out a deep groan as she felt it press against the mark on her womb. She intensified her motions, clapping her fattened flanks harder as pleasure began to sweep over her.

“Ahn ~ Master! What’s this?” she cooed, calming a portion as the pleasure subsided.

“A simple spell,” Fenris replied. “Once your friend’s mind is destroyed and she becomes my breeding bitch, you’ll finally be able to cum. The second she breaks, you’ll know—thanks to the wave of bliss that’ll hit you!”

Hyra’s eyes widened, a look of joy in that darkened gaze of hers. “Ooooh!~ That sounds super hot!” She gnawed her lip, almost giddy. “Well…ruin her, Master! I can’t wait to worship you alongside her!”

“With pleasure~” Fenris answered. Pulling his hips back, he made sure Alsephina was truly locked in this mating press as he lined his tip up with her snatch. “I’m already worked up by your throat, so this’ll be fast!”

Feeling his cock pressing against her pussy, Alsephina’s efforts to escape renewed their intensity. “N-No! Get off! You can’t - nnngh!!!”

Her plea fell on deaf ears, as Fenris plunged his cock into her depths. Her walls clenched down on him instantly, squeezing and caressing every inch of his cock that forced its way into her. He slammed into her, the mating press allowing him to push every last inch he had into her depths.

The reaction from Alsephina was instant. Her gaze was thrown up, her eyes rolled back, and a whorish, guttural groan escaped her as she came the instant he slammed into her. Her womb was kissed by his tip, as her walls convulsed and spasmed from the sheer intensity of his thrust and size of his cock. Her limbs twitched at her sides, her body shuddered intensely, and her juices spewed out of her cunt and painted his stallionhood and groin in lust.

“Already cumming? Such a pathetic ‘goddess’,” Fenris snarled, staring daggers into her eyes as she delved into the seas of ecstasy. “I’d love to taunt you, to truly revel in your futile state, but I’m here to ruinyou and make you my eternal slave.”

With his words, he began to pound into her with reckless abandon. The quiet forest soon was filled with the sound of wet slaps and intense moans, as Fenris began to undo Alsephina at a psychological level. The sound of soft clapping soon joined, as Hyra resumed her bouncing motions, excitedly watching her friend be rutted into oblivion.

“C’mon, Master! Show her what the rest of her life is going to be like!” Hyra cheered. “Show her the joy of being your fucktoy!”

Fenris released a groan of his own, finding Alsephina’s depths shockingly tight. She’d make a wonderful second slave, and she’d act as a confirmation that his curse worked on non-ponies. He was confident it would, but once she’d confirm it he had no cause for concern.

Alsephina struggled beneath him, calling upon all of her sanity to stand against him even now. “S-Shut - nngh - up! Both of y-you!”

“I’m saying the truth, Alse!” Hyra replied. “It’s the best! You’ll love it!” A devilish grin split her muzzle, as she eyed Alsephina. “Hurry up and become his bitch so I can cum~”

Fenris slammed into Alsephina harder, smiling up at his slave. “When she falls is more my decision~ But it’ll be soon!” He turned his attention down towards the griffon he was ravaging. “She may act like she doesn’t want this, but her cunt is gripping me like a vice~”

Alsephina didn’t reply, all too focused on withstanding the pleasure coursing through her. Every slam Fenris made hit her g-spot with gusto, each thrust he did was met by her body subconsciously bucking her hips back into him, and every plunge ushered her closer to yet another climax.

Magic coursed through her nerves, elevating her pleasure, encouraging her will to weaken for the moment he’d cum inside her. Her entire body quivered, the sensations accosting her sundering her sanity bit by bit. She was being utterly dominated, used by Fenris like she was nothing—and it sang to unknown depths of her being that were delighted to feel this way.

“It’s almost time, pet,” Fenris whispered, his muzzle held close to her ear. “I think that’s what I’ll make you~ My pet. A goddess turned into a collared, happy pet~”

Alsephina’s eyes shot open, wide as dinner plates. The notion of becoming a slave was absurd enough, but the idea of her becoming a eager, panting, fucktoy pet was a whole new level of shame. The idea made her shudder, but from the feeling of Fenris’ body beginning to tense, she knew she had to fight with everything she had shortly.

“Enough games, let’s get the real show started,” Fenris snarled, pulling out nearly entirely, he slammed back into Alsephina with everything he had. “You’re mine.”

“N-No! Wait - AAAHN~”

Alsephina futilely attempted a final plea, only to have her voice muffled by a scream of pained delight. As Fenris slammed into her a final time, he lunged forward, sinking his teeth into her shoulder. His fangs sank into her flesh as his knot popped into her depths, the thrilling pain making Alsephina climax on the spot.

It didn’t hurt, not even a bit. His bite only sent pleasure through her body, her climax striking with immense force. Her pussy gushed with her lust, her body spasmed, and she brayed to the heavens with moans of sheer ecstasy.

But her climax hadn’t even had the chance to begin calming as another struck her body, this time ushered forcefully by what she knew could spell her doom. Ropes of Fenris’ corruptive cum began to flood her depths, filling her womb to the limit and marking the walls of her snatch as his.

Her world spun in circles, each surge of essence sending her for a whirlwind of delight. Her mind despised it, but the sheer intensity of her body’s euphoria shattered any logical thought. She could merely squirm, screaming bliss and gushing her lust, as she was bred then and there.

Fenris kept pumping into her for what felt like hours, until finally his onslaught of seed came to an end. Releasing her shoulder from his jaw, he slowly rose up, towering over Alsephina’s prone form.

Sweat ran down her body, her eyes had nearly rolled up, her tongue lolled out of her mouth, and her feathers were a mess. But, as he glanced down, a wicked smile spread itself across his muzzle.

In a flash of light, a purple symbol appeared over Alsephina’s womb. Its appearance made the griffon’s body tense with pleasure, another wave of lust gushing out of Alsephina’s pussy in the process.

She was pregnant with his foal, or foals, thanks to the sheer amount of cum he had given her. Even still, the best part for him had yet to arrive. Popping his cock out of her depths, he watched as his seed began to flow out of her. That very seed was going to destine her to her new life serving him.

Glancing back at Hyra, he winked. “I think you’ll be able to cum soon~” He stepped back, standing upright as he let Alsephina’s hind legs fall down. “She’s pregnant, but not a slave just yet.” He narrowed his gaze. “My curse better work.”

“B-Bastard…” Alsephina grumbled, slowly beginning to roll onto her stomach. “You…bas…bastard…”

Unintentionally, she had offered Fenris the relief he had been looking for. With her ass now facing him, he was able to see his magic dancing over her cheeks, as they slowly began to plumpen up. His curse was beginning to set in.

“Give in, slut,” he commanded, trotting beside her. “You can’t resist. Join your dear friend. Become my lowly pet.”

Alsephina could feel her body changing. Her hips slowly widening, her asscheeks growing fatter, her tits plumping up, and the faintest feelings of dark magic outlining her legs—taking the shape of wood. Even with the sensations coursing through her, she slowly began to stand.

Stumbling forward, somehow maintaining her balance, she shook herself off. Tremors ran through her body as she recovered from the remnants of her orgasms. She tried to turn, but struggled to focus on moving, as the corruptive thoughts began to flow in.

Serve him. Become his whore.

“I-I’ll never…bastard…” she grumbled, shaking her head.

Fenris looked on with joy. Her ass was getting juicier by the second, and now he knew his curse would work on all species. Trotting over beside Hyra, he gripped her plump flank, squeezing it and earning a moan from the mare.

“She’ll be bouncing that ass of hers beside you soon enough~”

Hyra watched Alsephina with wonder, pure joy in her eyes. “I can’t wait, Master! She’ll be an amazing whore!”

“Gah! S-shut up!” Alsephina exclaimed, stumbling around further. “I won’t b-become like you!”

But serving is your purpose.

“Stop it!”

Your body is being formed for that exact purpose.

Still feeling her assets growing sluttier, Alsephina stamped the ground. “Get out!”

Watching the show, Fenris spanked Hyra’s ass, his excitement growing as he saw darkness beginning to creep into Alsephina’s eyes. The griffon’s ass was already nearly as big as Hyra’s, and she still had a ways to go.

He was quite pleased with the development. Out of the two, It was looking like she’d have the bigger rump, and Hyra would remain supreme when it came to their racks. A lovely difference, and one he’d indulge in plenty.

Wood began to properly form on Alsephina’s talons, as she put her all into resisting his spell within her mind. A part of her was growing to love this, to love the idea of becoming a slave, as more of her free will crumbled to his influence.

Endless bliss, endless pleasure, endless foals, and endless servitude—all would be hers if she gave up. If she let him win, tossing aside centuries of pride and power, she’d be lost in an eternal sea of sheer euphoria.

Submit to your Alpha.

“N-Never!” Alsephina yelled back, though her voice was notably weaker.

Fenris caressed Hyra’s flank further, leaning down to whisper in his slave’s ear. “Almost there~”

Shuddering from her Master’s touch, Hyra groaned. “Please…”

The wood on Alsephina’s wings and talons had finished forming, as the darkness in her eyes spread further.

Obey your Master.

Alsephina shook her head harshly. “I c-can’t - nnngh - no!”

Bit by bit, the walls of her will crumbled from the unrelenting force that was Fenris’ curse. Her body had already been claimed and corrupted, and her mind was nearly there.

Flashes of Fenris danced through her mind. Images of her worshiping his cock, kissing him, riding him, gravid with his foals and more. Each one more tantalizing than the last, one after the other feeling right to her more and more.

She felt how plump her ass had become, she felt the weight of her tits, and she felt a rush of delight course through her veins as more of her magic transformed her. Goddess or not, she couldn’t stop this.

Sliding a talon into Hyra’s winking cunt, Fenris licked his lips. “It’s finally time~”

“Nnnngh…” Hyra groaned, eyes fluttering. “F-For?”

Alsephina’s stumbling ceased. Her forelegs gave out on her as her torso fell forward, her ass remaining up in the air.

Become a slave.

“I…shouldn’t…”

Submit to bliss.

“I…w-want…Mas…n-no…he’s a bas…bastard…”

Serve him.

“I…want…”

Forever.

“To…serve…”

For Eternity.

“Nnngh…”

Alsephina went still. Raising a brow, Fenris eyed the griffon. He was unsure what had happened, the air quiet beyond the sound of Hyra’s moans.

“Yesssssh! Maaaaster!!!”

Before those moans became screams of sheer delight.

Spasming beside him, Hyra endured the most intense climax of her life. Marish juices gushed from her cunt, she felt forward as her legs gave out, her eyes rolled back, and her tongue lolled out—as she frantically bucked her hips back into Fenris talon, furiously fucking herself on the digit.

The sight Hyra provided was astounding, but Fenris had his eyes set on the griffon before him. Alsephina remained still, the occasional twitch in her legs being the only movement, but the climax Hyra was experiencing told him everything he needed to know.

Reaching the end of her orgasm, Hyra collapsed entirely, laying flat on her stomach as she slipped her Master’s talon out of her depths. She mumbled senselessly, wavering on unconsciousness as she basked in an unforgettable afterglow. A part of Fenris wanted to tend to his slave, but he knew she’d be fine, plus, he had something far more important to focus on.

Trotting towards Alsephina, he loomed over her. Extending a claw, he caressed the griffon’s asscheeks. She didn’t even flinch at his touch, merely shuddering as he began to grope her rump. Her flank was fat, juicy, and pillowy as could be, sundering his patience. Rising onto his hind legs, he slapped his length between her soft cheeks.

“What is your purpose, slut, tell me,” he demanded.

Immediately Alsephina’s hips began to move. Much like Hyra had done, she began to bounce her ass on Fenris’ cock, clapping her fattened asscheeks for his pleasure. They rippled wonderfully, massaging his cock just like Hyra had when she had fallen. Glancing back, she opened her eyes. Her scleras were entirely dark, hearts resting within her pupils, as a smile spread across her beak.

“To serve and please you, Master~”

It was time for Fenris to indulge himself further.