The Birds and the Bird-Fuckers
This place hardly seemed like it should exist.
It was an archetype of the highest caliber, a pinnacle of ‘quaintness’ so strong that it felt as though it were ripped right out of a fairy tale. And as per every fairy tale...
There was always a big, bad monster to mess things up.
Gilda sighed in annoyance as she could see some of the animals around the cottage fleeing from her as she walked towards it—she hated disturbing the peace of this place, as it only reminded her further of how much of a ‘monster’ others saw her as. She thought Rainbow Dash was different, able to enjoy the rough and rowdy nature of a creature made to be a brutal hunter, but apparently even she had softened up, making her do uncool stuff just to her earn back her friendship... and even the right to remain in Ponyville.
Don’t get her wrong, Gilda hardly cared for the lot of petty, mushy, and pathetic Ponies, but she had recently found a few of them that she did like, as they didn’t just want to be friends with her—no, they wanted to be her fuckpets. Screwing the brains out of those slutty teens was the only reason she stuck anywhere near the place, but now it seemed like it was biting her in the ass.
She was hardly surprised that Dash eventually ran into her, nor was she surprised how stupid and mushy the filly was after what happened last time, but she was surprised at what exactly the Pegasus wanted Gilda to do; in order for Dash to not chase her out of town, she’d have to make amends with Fluttershy, including an apology and some sort of favour.
So here the Gryphon was, standing before the quaint and tranquil cottage, that was sounding more barren by the moment by her mere presence.
Eyeing the door, she sighed once again, and then knocked heartily on it.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
...And nothing came of it.
Gilda continued to wait for some time; she knew Fluttershy was a... timid, to put it lightly, sort, and so would likely take some time to answer it.
...But eventually, enough time passed—maybe a couple minutes—and Gilda decided to knock again.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
“Fluttershy!” She called out into the cottage, her annoyance at being kept waiting seeping into her voice, “I know you’re in there! Rainbow Dash told me you just got home, and she also made me...” She stumbled, trailing off for a moment, but then grumbling in irritation and spat out, “She said I need to apologize to you about what happened a couple weeks ago.”
More time passed, but eventually the door lock quietly clicked open and the door slowly opened up—but only the tiniest amount that let a single eye of the house’s owner peep out, where Gilda could easily see the fear at her own presence.
“Fluttershy...” She commented, seeing the Pegasus in question quiver a bit as she spoke, “I ran into Dash a little while ago, and she didn’t exactly like me sticking around. I got my own damn reasons to be here,” She grumbled, looking away for a moment, “But she said if I wanna stay, I gotta.. apologize to you. ..And do you... some sort of favour.”
Fluttershy didn’t respond immediately, instead needing a few seconds as her eyes flitted around, seeming desperate to not look at the Gryphon just outside. Eventually though, she managed to croak out a quiet, “O-oh?”
“Yeah,” Gilda curtly replied, not particularly keen on looking at the embarrassingly cowardly mare in front of her, either, especially with her own embarrassing apology to make. But, still, she forced the words out, as awkwardly as could be; “So, sorry about... bitching, and yelling at you, for.. just getting in my way. I guess...”
“...Oh...” Fluttershy muttered in return, hesitant but now more focused on the other creature. “..U-um, th..thank you, G-Gilda...” She then added, now managing to speak at a proper volume, if still quite softly.
However, the Pegasus made no move to follow that up, leaving the two creatures in an awkward silence—one that Gilda soon found yet more embarrassing and sought to fix. “So,” She begun tersely, noticing Fluttershy jump a tiny bit from it, “That’s the apology... I still have to do you.. some sort of favour. I can’t imagine you have anything.. someone like me could help you with, huh?”
Fluttershy looked back at her, seeming still pretty hesitant, but also as though she was thinking about it. She took a quick glance down at Gilda’s body, in all her big, muscular glory, and while she certainly flushed a bit from that look alone, she did then nod a little. “I, u-uhm...” She started, and looked back further into her house for a moment, “I need to.. g-give my animals shots. So t-that they don’t get... R-Rabies... and, u-um, they don’t really like when I do that, so I n-need somepony to, um, h-hold them down so I can.. inject them.”
“...Okay, I guess,” Gilda returned noncommittally, and while she could certainly understand what was asked of her and why Fluttershy wanted her help, something about it did strike her as a bit odd; “So did I just happen to be here at the time you needed to do this, or are you putting this off for some reason? I have heard that’s pretty frickin’ important to do.”
Fluttershy started to look even more flustered at the accusation, and her voice faded a bit while she replied, “U-um, yes, b-but it’s, I can’t, uh, get...” Shivering a bit from her nerves, she shook herself to try and calm down before trying again, “I w-would get somepony e-else to help me, b-but there’s only a few t-that I know that will, a-and they’re all... o-occupied with.. other t-things...”
“...Right.” Even knowing how terrible Fluttershy was at asking others to help her, that sounded like absolute bullshit to Gilda. Still, it’s not like it would be that difficult to help with—just kind of boring to grab those little fuckers the Pegasus spent so much time with, and let her use the needles. “Well, let’s get on with it, then.”
“O-okay, so...” Fluttershy stuttered out as she and Gilda walked across the large, grassy clearing outside the former creature’s cottage, heading towards a river just near the edge of the forest. It was all rather warm and brightly lit, being early afternoon and all, and both of the creatures wore outfits to match; Fluttershy, a pink skirt that went down just past her knees and a light green shirt to cover her rather generous chest, and Gilda, a pair of blue jean shorts wrapped around her big, firm ass, and a white tank-top covering her moderate breasts.
The Gryphon looked at Fluttershy after she trailed off, eyeing the mare as she quickly whipped her gaze away. Normally, Gilda could assume that the Pegasus didn’t want to get caught staring at her sensuality, from her thick, muscular arms and legs that were on full display, to the hints of her abs that could be occasionally seen peeking out from under her shirt as it whipped about from her movements, all the way down to her crotch as visibly bulged with her meat, even flaccid as it was. However, given that this was Fluttershy, who was the most fearful and nerve-wracked creature to ever exist, and the fact that if she accidentally fucked the gal without explicit consent, then Rainbow Dash would have her wings.
“U-uhm...” Fluttershy then muttered, fiddling a bit with the large white box she held at her side, the red cross across its top making it clear where it came from and what it was for, “S-so, we’ll treat the, um, Beavers first. They’re pretty.. calm, and won’t fight back m-much.”
“A’ight,” Gilda grunted in return, once again not bothering to point out the logical oddities in the Pegasus’s statements, as this chore would prove a lot easier that so many others.
Soon enough, they arrived at the river, where Fluttershy was quickly to move over to a small dam made of twigs and leaves. Setting the box down by the riverbed, she got on her knees and called out, “Hello, little friends! I need to give you something now, please.”
Gilda watched from just behind her with amusement as the Pegasus called out and then looked across the dam and the surrounding grass and forest, where after a few seconds, a trio of small brown Beavers emerged. They slowly approached Fluttershy, seeming to eye Gilda with caution, but the Pony was quick to do something about that.
“Hi, little ones, this is my friend, Gilda,” She said earnestly, gesturing up to the Gryphon standing next to her, who shot a weird look back down, “And she’s going to help us. I just need you three to stay calm as I inject you with a little-bitty needle, okay?”
The three critters seemed to consider her, and looked amongst themselves for a moment, but then simply moved closer to the Pony and Gryphon, drawing a further smile from the former. “Okay, so, um, Gilda,” Fluttershy then said, turning towards the creature in question and a bit of her previous hesitance returning, “I need you to.. hold one of them up. C-carefully, please.”
“Okay...” Gilda replied in assent, and first moved to get down onto her knees, then carefully reached out for one of the Beavers, watching its puny form stand still for her as its beady little eyes watched her with some indecipherable emotion. Slowly, she wrapped one of her claws around the critter from the top and picked it up, noticing how it barely weighed anything to her even while she wrapped her other claw around its belly, preventing it from moving—and yet, she still couldn’t see much fear within those stupid little eyes...
“Okay, good,” Fluttershy piped up, prompting the Gryphon to look over at her, where she now held a needle in her hands, the box beside her knees having been opened and showing the dozens of other needles still within it. “Hold little Barry over here, please,” She then gently instructed, and Gilda obliged (though did roll her eyes at the instruction, and naming of a non-sapient creature), tilting her form to hold the Beaver to her side right before the Pegasus, still grasping the thing like a sideways hamburger.
“Okay, let me just...” The Pony then muttered to herself as she raised the needle to the Beaver, using one of her hands to grab onto one of his—apparently—forelegs and pinch part of its skin, being a bit uncertain on its position at first, but then locking it in as she moved the needle to that part of the Beaver with her other hand, and quickly stabbing into it. Gilda felt the animal flinch in her grasp, but her grip was far too strong to let him move out of position, which let Fluttershy inject whatever was in the needle into the Beaver, then finally take the needle out.
With the animal injected, Gilda was free to set him back down on the grass below, watching as he shook himself a bit before moving back over to where the other two Beavers still stood in wait. She looked over to Fluttershy for a moment as she let out a soft sigh, seeming to feel guilty about putting her ‘little friends’ though even that much pain, but the mare soon managed to address Gilda; “Okay, so, um, next one..!”
Rolling her eyes, the Gryphon then went along with it, she and Fluttershy making quick work of the other two Beavers—apparently named Beverly and Beatrice—the former picking them up so the latter could inject them, though not without visibly expressing her guilt each time the needle went in and the critter winced in pain. After that, however, the two let the critters head back to their dam to relax as they moved on to the next animals, which happened to be rather close by, just a short walk down the river where a pair of Ducks floated across the surface.
“Hello, little duckies!” Fluttershy called out to them, getting down on her knees again while Gilda watched her, absent-mindedly noting the posture and excited nature of the mare that looked quite perfect for sucking her off... Regardless, as the water-fowl headed for their master, Gilda knelt down beside her while she addressed the Ducks with same warning she gave the Beavers, but seemed much more tense than them, and then turned to the Gryphon herself.
“Okay, um, G-Gilda...” Fluttershy said to her, seeming even more hesitant and guilty that when with the previous animals, “Little Don and Dora here are more, um... f-fidgety, than the, um, Beavers. You’ll need to have a... f-firmer grip on them, but, um, please be c-careful, okay?”
Gilda heaved a sigh in response, not particularly enthused about being ‘careful’ with a squirming meal in her grasp, but still muttered out an assenting, “Sure.” Turning her gaze to the Ducks, she could easily that they did not like her eyes upon them, their prey instinct tensing their forms and urging them to flee... The Gryphon wasn’t eager to give them a chance, swiftly darting forward and reaching for one of them as they barely had the chance to squack in alarm.
All too easily, Gilda found her claws grasped tightly around one of the Ducks’ body, pinning its wings to its side while her gaze remained firmly searing into the puny critter’s eyes, terror stricken within them as it honked and squacked for its life. However, something unexpected happened with the other Duck, where the usual response in that scenario would be to get the fuck out of there right fucking now, this one seemed more afraid for the first Duck, and waddled over to her, squacking in anger at her in a way that the predator could only find annoying.
“Oh, shut up,” Gilda snapped, deftly shifting her hold of the first Duck to have one claw wrap around its entire upper body, still firmly pinning its wings to itself, but freeing up her other claw to dive down and grab ahold of the other Duck in the same grasp. Now, she had two meals within her hold, and she may have certainly loved to eat them and traumatize poor little Fluttershy, she’d still rather keep her own wings, so, begrudgingly, she held them out before the Pegasus herself, who seemed very alarmed about what she just did, ending up completely stock still with wide-open eyes.
Clearing her throat, Gilda annoyedly held the Ducks out a bit more, which managed to snap the mare out of her state, whipping around to take a pair of needles out of their box, then putting one in her mouth as she whipped back, pulling her focus to one of the Ducks and taking a few moments to find a stable spot on its breast, pinching it, then injecting it. Letting that Duck go, Fluttershy quickly swapped the needles in her mouth, using the next one on the other Duck, and injecting it into a similar spot as the first.
With all that done, Gilda was then free to turn back to the river and toss the Ducks out onto it, and while they did fall down onto it, their now-free wings slowed their descent somewhat before they splashed against the water, where they quickly flew away from off into the sky.
Gilda scoffed at them, then turned to the Pegasus still next to her, where she had expected either a cowardly response of terror, much like the Ducks and befitting what she knew of the mare, or one of anger, or at least annoyance at treating her pets so ‘meanly’, as would make sense with pet owners. It seemed to be the former at first, as while Fluttershy put away the spent needles and closed the medical box, she kept her gaze firmly away from Gilda as her movement was kept rather stiff. However, something the Gryphon had learned from many times where she scared Ponies was the difference between simply fear and a.. lewder form of it, and from the subtle wing-twitches and knee-knocking to the more specific heavier breathing and a tinge of scent that came along with it all, it was clear which type of fear this was.
She was left in a bit of surprise at that, as she only messed around with some prey instead of standing all hugely on top of the mare herself, but... she was then reminded of how similar Fluttershy acted to prey. Fearful, flighty, puny, and cute... Clearly, seeing the way Gilda dominated those Ducks, her gaze piercing deep into them, that ignited the fear within herself, as well as her desire to be dominated, controlled, and shown her place.
Smirking at her back, Gilda knew from that moment where this was all going to end. But for now... insuring that Dash didn’t end up bitching at her.
Breathing out a laboured sigh, Gilda continued trudging along next to Fluttershy, having just dealt with a pair of Wolves, that while she herself may have loved to call ‘bitchy meal #1’ and ‘bitchy meal #2’, Fluttershy was insistent that their names were Dave and Patty.
While restraining many of the animals wasn’t much of a task, what with her huge size and muscles, but they added up and these later ones had really started to tax her; having to chase down an actual Eagle and tangle with a pair of Wolves wasn’t exactly the easy shit she thought she’d have to deal with at the start of all this. As a result, her breathing was much heavier now, and her body was lathered in a thin layer of sweat, making the exposed sections of her coat shimmer in the light, accentuating the somewhat tired muscles under it all. That same sweat was also dampening her clothes, making her white tank-top become slightly translucent and show off her breasts underneath while they heaved up and down with her every breath.
Now, as Gilda watched the other creature from the corner of her eye, she was even more sure how much Fluttershy wanted to get ravaged by the big, sweaty, fierce, and fat-cocked Gryphon—the one that had already shown her dominance over the mare’s entire entourage, bar one.
“O-okay, so, uhm...” Fluttershy began hesitantly, her face flushed brightly as she kept her gaze down towards the ground as they walked, “T-this is the last one... he’s a Bear named Harry, a-and—”
“A Bear?” Gilda asked in exasperation, dropping any seduction as she practically glared over at the Pony, “You have a fucking Bear as a pet?”
Fluttershy gulped in a definite mix of fear and arousal, and she struggled for a moment to respond under the sharp weight of it, but eventually muttered back, “H-he’s not a pet, b-but, um, yes, Harry i-is a friend, and he’s v-very polite, but—”
“But he’s a fucking Bear,” The Gryphon finished, leveling a irate and deadpan look back, “And given how practically every single one of your ‘friends’ has tried to fight me or run away...” She heaved a great sigh, letting her infuriation pour into it and she properly glared at the other creature.
Keeping her gaze away and lowering her head in embarrassment, Fluttershy eventually squeaked out, “U-um, s-sorry about n-needing you to—”
“Oh shut up, squeak toy,” Gilda bit back at her, growling in further irritation and waving the mare off, “Let’s just fucking get this crap over with.”
A tense silence hung over them for some time as Fluttershy continued to lead the Gryphon over to the edge of the clearing around her cottage, the trees generally well-lit under the mid-afternoon Sun, though with the space under them more shaded, including the large brown creature that sat there. As the two approached, they could see it was that of the Bear, and he seemed rather perturbed and wary, darting his wide-open eyes around—no doubt he had heard the ‘terrible deeds’ that had been done to the other animals around, and was laying in dreadful wait for his own turn.
Thankfully, he seemed rather tired from his watching and didn’t manage to notice the Pony and Gryphon as they treaded quietly towards him—at least, not for a while. Eventually, they did get close enough where he finally managed to see them, but by that point, they were only a couple dozen paces away.
Gilda had already been working her predatory instincts for the entire time she’d been helping nab those animals, but the fear in those beady black eyes of the Bear’s kicked them right back up. This creature should’ve been intimidating, or at least a sizable nuisance, but instead it just looked pathetic, and she was ready to tear into it.
Fluttershy’s focus was far too much on the Bear himself to notice the creature beside her while they continued to approach, and she called out to him kindly, “I know you’re scared of injections, Harry, but we need to do this for your own health, okay? It’s just a little-bitty needle, and it’ll be a little sore for a while, but you won’t even feel it in a little while. Please?”
Harry didn’t seem to hear any of it, and while some of it may have been his preexisting fear, the apex predator glaring him down is what really made him freeze up.
“Please?” Fluttershy called again, almost pleading to him as she slowed her pace. From beside her however, Gilda did not, and kept on going forward, soon enough drawing the Pegasus’s attention, and then, worry. Her kind gaze getting drawn away is what finally broke the Bear out of his frozen state and made him try to back up, but Gilda reacted in an instant.
With a great flap of her wings, the Gryphon launched forward, too fast for Harry to react before she already slammed her shoulder into his chest. With his weight though, he was barely stunned and managed to quickly swing a desperate claw back at Gilda, who was once again too quick and flapped her wings to quickstep back for a moment.
“Wait, no!” Gilda could hear Fluttershy cry out from behind her, with her own focus still locked dead onto the Bear before her, “Please don’t hurt Harry! Please don’t use your claws on him!”
“Oh, I’ll only hurt this pussy bitch a little,” The Gryphon called back after a second, “And it’s not like I need to slice him open to do that...” Stomping back forward towards Harry, she watched his wary motions until she got close enough for him to throw another swipe at her, which she deftly ducked under and used his slowness to sharply counter by throwing a powerful jab straight into his chest. Once again, he was hardly dazed, and he tried to swipe back at her again, but this time she made use of her wings to swiftly jump upwards, kneeing him in the face on the way up with one leg, then right away turning herself mid-air with her wings so that she could use both legs to kick him right in the face.
That managed to stun him, and as Gilda righted herself, she took notice of the Bear’s arms sprawled to each side of him, and quickly flew down to land down next to one of them, and then grabbed ahold of it with both of her arms while using one leg to step onto his chest and try to keep him down. However, his other arm was still free, as he was swift to remind her by trying to swipe at her pinning leg, but she quickly reacted and jabbed that arm with that leg, and threw her body on top of his own while stretching her legs out to his free arm, making sure to keep his currently pinned one close to her chest to prevent any accidents while she leg-locked his other arm.
There was only one final part of Harry that he could actually use to try and throw her off, and that was his maw, but she anticipated that, rolling her body over while keeping his arms pinned, and forced her back into the Bear’s jaw, keeping it from moving much and staying out of the line of fire. He certainly tried to claw and bite her, but it was so deliciously desperate as the predatory Gryphon kept him down, the energy surging through her veins making the tips of her claws prick into the Bear’s flesh, drawing a bit of blood from each talon.
Of course, it still was hardly easy to keep an entire Bear down for too long, and so Gilda recalled the entire reason for doing so, and thusly looked back over at the Pegasus who was still nearby. Fluttershy was frozen with her maw agape and wings stretched out, and Gilda could tell that while that there was certainly some horror there at harming her ‘little friend’, it was quite overshadowed by the lust of a big, muscular, and sweaty Gryphoness dominating a powerful predator like the Bear below her. It was amusing, definitely, but she had other priorities at the moment.
“HEY!” Gilda shouted at the Pony, making her jump from the shock, then her eyes dart around for a second before finally landing back on the Gryphon that was to help her with her ‘little chore’. “YOU GONNA USE THAT NEEDLE OR WHAT!?”
Fluttershy then quickly gave a rapid series of nods in dazed understanding, and then pulled out of her medical box the final needle, which was visibly more full than any of the others that had been used prior. Hesitantly, she approached the flailing Bear and Gilda pinning him down, straining to keep the arm in her claws steady while the Pony managed to kneel down, and the moment her hand settled on Harry’s arm, he flailed even harder, roaring in fear while Gilda furiously tried to keep him steady.
“DOWN, YOU FUCKING BITCH!” She roared back at him, her talons sinking further into his arm, all the way down to the first joint, and she glared over at Fluttershy, who had jumped back a bit at his flailing, while she strained harder to keep his arm steady. After a couple seconds, the Pegasus did move back towards them, settling her hand down onto his spastic arm, and pinched a few spots before getting a good one, and finally shoved the needle in there and pressed the plunger in to inject him.
After a moment, Fluttershy pulled the needle out and moved away, aiming a guilty look back at Harry as she did so, though the Bear continued to writhe about, but only for a short time before Gilda pushed herself up so that her back wasn’t pressed into his jaw, and instead whipped an arm away from his to wrap around his throat. She then swiftly stood up while keeping her claw there, and then once her other arm and legs weren’t entangled with him any more, she was finally free to use a quick flap of her wings to dash away from him.
With the Gryphon no longer atop him, Harry could finally get up and flee into the forest, not even bothering to look back at either of the creatures near him, and leaving the two of them alone. The Pony looked back in further guilt and shame, but Gilda could hardly care, as her adrenaline was beginning to wear off, and from all the strain she just endured, she started to feel just how tired and sweaty she had become.
Heaving out a great sigh of exhaustion, she lifted the hem of her shirt to her face and wiped away some of the sweat dripping down her forehead, regardless of how damp the shirt itself had already gotten. She could feel the soreness in her muscles heating her body up even further, and with how the sweat poured down across every inch of fur on her body, including how it pooled up in the crevices of her breasts and ass, it made her feel more in need of a shower than ever.
However, Gilda could still notice what was going on around her through her exhaustion, and as she kept ahold of her shirt, she saw Fluttershy looking over at her, and if she was simply stricken with lust when she stared back while Gilda held down her Bear, then now she was absolutely wracked with it. The Pegasus was staring openly with wide eyes and a flaming blush, her wings half-unfurled and incredibly tense while her legs seemed to shudder just a bit under her own weight, with her breaths coming heavy as she was unable to feel any shame under the deliciousness before her.
Gilda could hardly blame her, especially now that she looked down at her own body, which was now quite exposed with her shirt still being held up—and even then, with how sweat-soaked it was now, it was so translucent it barely would’ve covered anything. Instead, she let her boobs hang free into the open air, sweat sheened across them as they heaved up and down with her heavy breaths, making them look even bigger and firmer than they already were. Much the same happened to her
sore muscles that were now swollen and bulging after all her exertion, burning as they were across her entire body, from her packed abs, to her powerful and defined biceps, to the pillars of meat that were her legs, which trickled with sweat from under her jean shorts, where the huge bulge of her cock was all too visible.
Sweat may have been pooling in the crack of her ass and the cleavage of her boobs, but weren’t as bad as just how drenched her crotch felt inside of her tight jean shorts, and as Gilda grabbed its belt and pulled it open a bit, jostling it up and down to rearrange her nuts a bit, the musk that had been trapped in there wafted out. It was rich, hearty, and strong after the lengthy exertion she went through, and it made her pull back a bit herself at how intense it was, and she could easily tell it had reached Fluttershy when she looked back over at her, the mare’s nostrils flared and inhaling deeply, with her wings unfurling even further and her blush growing even hotter.
Smirking at her, Gilda knew that now that her chore was done, and Dashie left unable to complain at her about it, it was time to get what she wanted out of it.
“Flutters,” She called out to the enraptured Pegasus, who took a second to blink listlessly, but then seemed to manage a modicum of focus on Gilda’s eyes, “Your little house back there’s got a shower, yeah?” After another moment, the muscle-hypnotized Fluttershy nodded slowly, so the Gryphon then smirked harder and growled out lustfully, “You wanna help me clean off, bitch?”
Fluttershy’s eyes only got wider and her blush grower brighter at the question, and she quickly gave a rapid series of nods in agreement, and so Gilda licked her beak and rumbled out, “Good girl.”
Fluttershy couldn’t keep her hands off of Gilda as they slammed through the door to her bathroom, all of their clothes already having been ripped and thrown off, exposing their nude, sweaty bodies to the open air, as well as each other’s grasps. The Pegasus’s hands slid all over the Gryphon’s body, pressing into her swollen muscles to feel their heat and firmness as well as groping her softer, yet still quite firm breasts and ass, and she panted out lustfully while her eyes roamed the deliciously muscular form upon her, her lust making some juice drip down between her thighs and stretch her wings all the way out, making them bump into the more confined walls of the bathroom.
Gilda managed kept her own wings folded on her back to avoid the same fate, but she was still panting with lust much the same. Her claws, too, roamed across the softer mare’s body, pressing into her flesh underneath her fur as she slid her talons between the plush pair of cheeks below and the nice, fat tits above, and the Gryphon herself kept the lead so the both of them actually entered the large bath/shower, stepping over the edge of the tub before Fluttershy’s back smacked into the wall behind it.
Keeping an arm wrapped around the Pony so she didn’t fall over, Gilda reached over with her other to grab the water handle and turn it most of the way up, only unfurling her wings to help take the full brunt of the freezing cold water away from the mare—after all, she was the stallion here, wasn’t she?
And just like a stallion, her cock was raring to go before she had even entered the house, and by this point, with all the teasing of Fluttershy’s all-too-plush body rubbing up against her own, her thighs only able to brush up against her fat rod so they could both actually walk, the Gryphon’s dick was throbbing with powerful need, with even a small stream of precum beginning to seep its way out.
Now finally free from needing to move about or fiddle with anything else, the pair rubbed against each other with even more fervor, Fluttershy clawing her fingernails into Gilda’s body while the Gryphon kept her grip around the mare’s waist, her other arm returning to rest on her shoulder, then slowly push the Pony downwards. Sinking down to her knees while some water splashed in the tub, Fluttershy eagerly continued groping around at the other creature’s parts, but that all came to a stop when her face became level with Gilda’s huge, throbbing cock.
The Pegasus’s face beheld the same type of fear she had before, each time Gilda did something to show off how powerful and predatory she was, with the threat of being dominated just like her animals forcing her to go stock still. But now, with the enormous breeding tool that existed purely to dominate puny little prey like herself, she was more drunk on lust than ever, unable to do anything but stare at it was presented before her.
That.. huge.. magnificent pillar of meat stood protruding out from the big Gryphon’s furry crotch, with its sharp tip bobbing up and down under the entire thing’s massive weight, and it quickly swelled outward towards the center, until there was finally the huge, fat, knot. That part must’ve had twice the width of the next-thickest section, and it was all too clear that it was meant to lock into a bitch’s womb so that not a drop of semen would go to anything but breeding her. And that was without mentioning the balls that hung below that huge cock, so huge and hefty with gobs of seed stored inside, and all covered in the same fur as the rest of her sheathe—and with how they were trapped under a tight pair of shorts for so long, they were drenched in sweat and steaming with musk...
...Oh, sweet Faust, the musk...
The sheer strength of it hit Fluttershy like a train, making her legs tremble even on her knees and forcing her to hold onto Gilda’s legs to avoid falling over, and after she first smelled it, she couldn’t stop. She barely even felt the Gryphon’s claw land on her head and pull her face towards her dick, and the scent only got more powerful as her snout was forced closer, until finally...
“Nnngglaaaahh...” Fluttershy moaned out as she spontaneously orgasmed, the sheer lust wracking through her body suddenly forcing her eyes rolled up into her head and her pussy to spout out its fluids into the tub below.
“What a slut...” Gilda muttered out as she kept pressing the mares’s face into her nuts, feeling her snout inhale as much musk as possible while subtly rubbing up and down with its sweat-slathered surface. Her view from above further showed the depravity that had taken over the little Pony’s mind, her eyes utterly unfocused while the Gryphon’s massive cock laid between them, resting across her face and drooling its pre into the mare’s mane.
However, Gilda was hardly content to let it stay at just that, and so with her other arm—the one not currently suffocating Fluttershy in her ball-sweat—she reached down under the Pony’s face and grabbed ahold of her already gaping jaw and opened it a bit wider, angling her maw upwards while swinging her balls into said maw, filling that needy hole so her cheeks bulged out with their size, and she commanded, “Suck.”
A muffled moan made its way out of Fluttershy’s mouth through the huge pair of balls stuffed inside, and she managed to oblige through the fog of lust in her mind, using her tongue to slurp across the furry, sweat-drenched surface of those nuts while sucking down on the both of them with the rest of her mouth. Gilda could feel the slick tongue slide across her balls, teasing them with light motions while slobbering off the sweat and replacing it was saliva, and the sucking of the mare’s maw further teased her, massaging the fat pair of cum tanks for some time. Precum begun to fully ooze out of the tip of her cock, staining Fluttershy’s mane further, and the Gryphon could feel the tension in her loins start to rise...
Feeling the water splashing onto her back warming up while she herself got warmed up, Gilda didn’t care to continue at this slow pace, and so quickly yanked her balls—now fully covered in saliva—out of Fluttershy’s mouth, and before the mare could fall forward out of desire to continue slurping her nuts, the Gryphon reached down and grabbed ahold of her by the waist, lifting her up and slamming her back into the wall of the shower, the actual water now hitting their sides. Seeing the shocked face of the Pegasus right before her own, her cock-drunk brain needing a moment to even register that she was in a different position, Gilda could only laugh at her.
“You really are just a big fucking slut, huh?” She taunted, moving her body forward so that her cock slid in between the mare’s thighs, brushing against her puffy vulva and getting slickened by the marecum that dripped out of it. “Absolute fuckin’ pushover, even in bed...” The Gryphon muttered, sliding her shaft back and forth slowly between those plush thighs, feeling her erection throb harder with the pure warmth and softness, but the part of the Pony’s pussy she slid against felt far hotter and quite a bit wetter, even with the shower’s water trailing down from both creatures’ sides and across their crotches.
Of course, Gilda was hardly one to keep herself waiting, and so pulled her cock back so that the drooling tip pressed against Fluttershy’s dripping snatch, then angled it upwards before shoving it inside with a wet squelch.
“Nnaaaahhh..!” The mare moaned out with a gaping maw as she felt her no-doubt virgin pussy get speared open by a huge, studly cock, the immense heat of it searing into Fluttershy’s love tunnel while its size felt as though it were splitting her open—all from less than half of it going inside. On the other side, Gilda felt similar heat around that fat cock of hers, and the Pony’s physical inexperience translated to a tight vice grip around her dick, one that clenched repeatedly as its owner struggled to get used to its sheer girth.
As yet more of that massive rod got stuffed inside Fluttershy, she kept moaning out incomprehensible noise while her tongue started to hang out of her fixed-open maw, and one of her wobbly legs slipped out from under her because of the slick floor, but Gilda’s grasp on her was far too strong to let her fall away. No, the Gryphon was just getting started, and so even as she crammed the rest of her cock into that tight pussy, growling out a moan herself as she felt the way it firmly massaged her length, she begun to brace her body for what came next; a hard, fast, good old-fashioned rutting.
“GGNNNNGGLKK!” Fluttershy moaned out sharply, even choking on her own saliva as she felt Gilda start to ram her cock into and out of her pussy, swiftly slamming that big, fat rod all the way until its knot squished down her vulva, and then pulled her cock back out until barely more than the tip section remained inside—and then again and again, repeating that faster than the mare could process what was happening and turning her into a blubbering mess that—
“OOOONNNGGH!!
...Already came on the spot, screaming out in ecstasy as she splattered even more of her juices across the Gryphon’s thrusting crotch and further lubricating the fat cock that kept going into her, which her pussy spasmed around, wildly clenching as if to try and grab ahold of it to slow it down just so that the mare’s sexually obliterated mind could have a moment of reprieve—but no, not a moment of peace would be given to her as Gilda kept going and going, growling as she pushed her body against Fluttershy’s, squishing their fat boobs into each other’s while pressing her face into the Pony’s neck, growling into it under the exertion of her unending barrage of thrusts.
The Gryphon herself could barely make out much of the mare’s pussy through those thrusts either, with the tight tunnel that clenched around her barely giving any resistance due to the sheer power behind each of her plows, and the puffy lips at the entrance doing little more than vaguely cushioning the blows as Gilda’s thick knot smashed into it. All the fluid made each motion even easier, lessening the already ineffectual resistance and making it as though Fluttershy’s snatch was really just wrapping around her shaft and stroking it with fervor, and all of the jizz that splashed out soaking into the rest of both creature’s crotches, including the already saliva-dampened balls. Those fat nuts swung even wilder than their owner’s rapid thrusts, barely keeping any rhythm as they were jerked about, and only managing to properly smack into Fluttershy’s ass on occasion, but some of the juices that slickened them did splatter off each time they did.
Gilda could easily feel her orgasm coming on, with her cock throbbing with each thrust, no doubt pumping pre into the mess of marecum that so splattered out across their crotches, and her balls felt somewhat aching from need; the need to utterly breed this pathetic slut of a Pegasus so that she may join her pile of fuckpets that she could have her way with whenever she damn wanted.
And so, it didn’t take long before she obliged it, and came.
“GRRRRAAAHHH!” Gilda roared as she climaxed, her balls clenching as the swung about, surging cum up though her throbbing and thrusting cock and erupting forth, fat ropes shooting deep into Fluttershy’s body, likely even pumping into her womb, even with all the spunk that was free to splurt out around the Gryphon’s dick. The mare getting her pussy absolutely ravaged wasn’t able to utter a noise out of her gaping maw, all the thick, warm cream filling her up draining anything left of her consciousness, rendering her into nothing but a fucktoy to be used.
And use her Gilda certainly did. She kept going, thrusting even harder than before as she growled out in bestial lust, no room for rational thought in her mind as she just kept going, even through the pleasure of filling this slut full of spunk because, quite simply, she hadn’t yet dumped her entire load into the mare’s womb.
The Gryphon’s deluge of jizz was dying down now, but she kept pounding at Fluttershy’s pussy, even with how that thing must’ve been utterly numb at this point, all to feel that tension in her crotch rise back up—her previous climax making it even more sensitive—and eventually fully breed this mare beyond any trace of doubt. As her ramming kept getting stronger, her cock squelching into the Pony’s pussy and her knot smacking into the mare’s entrance, it was only a matter of time before all that beating made it finally give, and with a wet shlrp, her knot got thrust inside.
But that wasn’t even close to the end, as after only a moment of comprehension that she had finally breached that tight mare snatch, Gilda then went from thrusting fast to thrusting hard, forcefully pulling the knot of her cock back out with a noisy shlop, only shove it right back in. She could feel the pressure from Fluttershy’s pussy trying to resist her at each motion, pushing back as she tried to enter and pulling in as she retreated, but it only served to stimulate the Gryphon’s massive breeding tool even more as there was no way such a puny part of such a puny Pony could stop the pure strength and fervor the bestially horny Gryphon held.
Ramming her shaft as deep as possible into the mare, and smacking her hips into hers, Gilda felt the exertion that had already beleaguered her grow stronger as she continued, her breaths getting heavier and louder—even without her bestial growls of lust—and heat flaring up throughout her entire body. Her lust-wracked mind had long since forgotten of the shower she was in with Fluttershy, the now warm water splashing against their sides and washing away some sweat on the pair as it formed, but that was the only reprieve they had from the blazing heat of all their rutting. The rest on the situation, though...
The bathroom, once a relatively quiet room within a peaceful cottage in a clearing in the woods, was now turned into a loud echo chamber of lustful grunts and growls from little more than a beast, her crotch and balls smacking into her prey’s hips, and the lewd shlrps and shlops of a huge, fat, throbbing knot repeatedly punching into and out of a tight pair of lips only made the soundscape a further cacophony. However, it was one that slowly rose in pitch and volume, the Gryphon pounding faster and harder into the Pony, their bodies slapping louder against each other and the ways their wet crotches met getting faster and lewder as time went on.
But there was certainly an end point to it all, as Gilda felt that tension rise to its limits, her cock and balls straining with need and her body burning from exhaustion—and just as before, she exploded in orgasm, but it was even harder than last time.
As her body kept rutting, her swinging nuts clenched once more, expunging their sea of semen up through her dick, throbbing and surging as it went up, shooting out straight into the walls of Fluttershy’s vaginal tunnel. All that spunk could hardly fit in such a tight space, and some of it pushed outwards, inflating the mare’s belly with the sheer volume and force of the jizz, but quite a lot of it managed to squeeze its way out past the pistoning cock and knot, splattering out across the already-sullied creatures’ crotches.
Gilda, though, wasn’t going to waste all of that cum on simply dirtying their fur, and so, as she roared out in lust once more, she thrust her cock as hard and deep as it could go, locking and knotting it right into Fluttershy’s pussy and shoving her tip into her deepest reaches, each rope of cum now able to stay down there and completely fill the pony up. Her belly inflated even more with each thick, fat spout of spunk, quickly turning what was already a less-than-toned belly into a full-on chub that Gilda has pressed her own abs into as she kept her firm grasp on the mare, leaning against her and pressing her into the wall so they both didn’t fall over.
The Gryphon kept on riding that high of ecstasy as she emptied her nuts into the fucktoy in her grasp, her muscles burning through the strain and exhaustion while her orgasm came over her—but only for a time. Soon enough, she could feel the lust flooding her mind begin to wane and the adrenaline that came with it faded as well, swiftly making her feel just how truly exhausted she was after all that rutting, at which point she practically collapses under both her and Fluttershy’s weight.
It was only thanks to Gilda’s predatory nature that her instinct were quick enough to land one of her claws on the floor of the tub as she collapsed backwards, the Pegasus still in her other arm, and she then leaned her back into the wall of the tub behind her, letting the mare fall across her chest as they finally relaxed in the afterglow. Now actually aware of her surroundings, Gilda could feel the shower’s water splashing across her side and one of her stretched-out wings, which after a moment of grimacing at their stiffness, she then let relax downward and rest against the tub as well, the water now more free to splash against both her and Fluttershy’s bodies.
Looking down at the Pony in question, Gilda’s mind slowly was able to trace back to everything that led up to rutting her like a feral beast, and once she recalled the conversations with Rainbow Dash that started it all, she grumbled in annoyance at how she’d likely also get pissed off at breeding her best friend like this. Fluttershy was still one Tartarus of a fucktoy though, and would undoubtedly want to be used like that again, much like the rest of Gilda’s toys, so in the end, Dash could suck it. There was the whole matter of possibly actually impregnating her, but that was for far later—for now, it was time to just relax as they actually showered off.
