Princess Stream, a Sheriff's Dream

Whoever the words were meant for didn't matter, as both inhaled and exhaled deeply. The masculine air filled their minds with renewed determination, as both desired to get the show going, even if only one of them would participate.

"Zi-Zwinger, look!"

Pipp recoiled from her sitting position and moved over towards Zipp, who was removing sand from her fur and body. In her hand, a whirlpool of magic formed, speeding up and growing deeper in tone as the amber-coloured spectacle connected two locations.

"How the buck is that possible!" Zipp exclaimed.

The camera's angle was empty with no ponies in sight. In terms of sound, the viewers could clearly hear that something was going on, prompting the comment section to fill up with small tips and questions about what the mares were up to.

On the stallion's end, Rick pressed the portal against Hitch's flare, but the expanded organ was too big to fit through the device without a bit of force.

"Try to squeeze it," Rick instructed.

Hitch's hands engulfed the wide flare, the stallion biting his tongue to prevent himself from climaxing as he applied pressure on his sensitive and slippery member. Fresh seed and precum coated his palm, requiring him to exert more strength to prevent his grip from slipping, the sensation only making him struggle more as his climax approached.

"On three… One, Two, Three!"

On the other end, where the whirlpool was attached to Pipp's hand, it suddenly detached itself as something passed through. The mare almost fell over as she caught the falling stallionhood with her hand, the shock of it dislodging making her heart skip a beat.

"OMG! Is... is that actually a-" Zipp was left flabbergasted as a fat stud dick slowly emerged from the amber portal. To her shock, the appendage continued to grow longer and longer, seemingly endlessly, surprising the heiress and leaving Pipp's mouth gaping.

As the mass grew in her hand, Pipp had a moment of enlightenment as a lightbulb appeared in her mind. "Here, hold this," she instructed, handing Zipp Mr. Long-Dick-of-The-Law's dick and then darting off towards her bags, hands searched for something specific she’d hoped to show Jazz Hooves later that day.

Zipp felt the impressive stallionhood twitch in her hand. The Pegasus heiress was certain of the cause as she, along with this unknown stallion, watched Pipp shake her rump back and forth, while she had her head buried in a bag as she searched for something.

"Aha!" Pipp's voice echoed through the speakers as the mare emerged from the bag with a large strap-on. She efficiently detached the plastic toy from the harness before stowing it back in her bag, the pink beauty rushing back to her sister with the straps.

"Here, this should work," she said, tossing the harness onto the blanket in front of Zipp. The two knelt on the blanket to get a closer look at what they were working with, the smell of pre and musk filling their lungs as Zipp caressed the sticky breeding stick.

Pipp couldn't believe how huge the portal dick was, outshining every pony she'd seen online, including her real life experience with Rocky Riff, who was quite sizable from what she could recall. The memory of that truth or dare night sending a shiver down her spine.

With a questioning look, Zipp asked, "Do you think we can fit it into the harness?"

It evidently didn’t have a base like the dildo she'd stashed back in her bag, so Pipp was not sure if it would work. Fortunately, their top donor sent a message offering to make the portal base sticky again like how it’d been when the maelstrom had appeared in her hand.

The magic made it much easier, Pipp thought. Not having to force the shaft through those metal o-rings was a relief, sparing her from potentially harming the stallionhood's owner by handling it roughly… or more roughly than she’d inevitably do by playing with it.

With a feeling of calm washing over her, she turned her attention back to the computer. The Pegasus mare turned down the volume, wanting to hear the birds singing in the background and because she sensed that the stream was nearing its end.

She did consider turning off the stream fully, but changed her mind as she looked at the bits they’d collected so far, the amount not nearly enough to fund the party they were planning.

“Bucking hell, why can’t I cum!” The sheriff screamed out his frustration as he grabbed the armrests tightly, his groyne burning with frustration as the invention engulfed him in his entirety, his balls below growing veinier from all of the edging.

“It’s designed to prevent orgasms. It's meant to fulfil HER desires, not ours.”

Rick’s face showed a smug smile, the scientist's arms crossing upon him closing his eyes with pride, confident in the creation that had swallowed up the sheriff’s massive dong.

“You’ll get your orgasm once it’s registered that she’s been fully satisfied,” Rick added, the implication a little scary to Hitch Trailblazer as he wondered whether or not he’d go mad before he would be able to fully flare up and empty his foal makers.

“So... I guess we should get the show started then?” Hitch took a deep breath, suppressing his worries, and reached for the keyboard. His guardian instinct kicked in, prompting him to commence the show and aid the remaining viewers in easing their frustration.

“Long-Dick-of-The-Law: So, what's it gonna be, ladies? How much to see you reenter the scene and play with Mr. Long-Dick-of-The-Law in all of his glory!”

In that moment, Pipp was relieved she had turned down the chat volume significantly, as her distracted big sister remained unaware of the demands she was making.

Hitch, on the other hand, wasn’t thrilled about Pipp's demands, as he preferred it the other way around, but Rick intervened on his behalf, providing an answer for himself.

The brown earth pony clearly displayed his preference for which of the sisters he found more beautiful and desirable, as he wrote the words down while his nose flared in excitement.

“Long-Dick-of-The-Law donated 10.000 bits: Happy bucking, ladies. Take my long arm of the law for a spin and give the viewers a good show. Let's get the party started!!!”

Pipp's ears twitched in fear as she heard the sound of a tip, the Pegasus mare realising too late that she’d only turned down the volume for normal messaging.

“What are they tipping for n—Pi-FLOOF!” Zipp jumped on her sister, the taller mare pinning the nervous pink pony to the ground as frustration coursed through her.

“T-take a breather, sis, we do what they tip for us to do, right?” Pipp tried to defend herself, her frail arms struggling against her sister's more muscular ones, along with the flared stallionhood Zipp was pushing into her face.

The smell made her shiver, the scent of musk sending her slit into a winking frenzy of pure frustration. The waiting made her marehood impatient and needy as it pressed into her chin.

The dick only made it worse as it shot out precum, covering her face with a stallion's primal aroma, which affected both her and Zipp while they fought.

Hitch's pleasure had turned into slight pain as the mares fought, with his dick as a meaty sword for Zipp to repeatedly hit her little sister in the face with.

This discomfort and worry weren't shared by Rick, who was at the completely other end of the spectrum, internally screaming, "Cat fight! Cat fight!"

Rick was amazed by his invention. He’d tried it before, but seeing it work over such a long distance was remarkable, especially considering the amount of weight being forced through.

Hitch's laid-back ears didn't let him hear much; the sisters' angry muttering also drowned out by the sound of Rick stroking his stallionhood back to hardness.

By the time Hitch got over the pain, the sisters had stopped fighting, with Zipp now standing with her back to the audience, portal toy in hand, tail swishing up plenty of sand as she kept herself from stomping the ground in frustration.

"I'm sorry, Zwinger, I wasn’t aware that you were so backed up," Pipp apologised, her virgin sister's words of frustration making her wonder if she’d perhaps gone too far by going behind her back to get first dibs on that wonderful prick.

Zipp sighed deeply and turned towards her little sister. "Look, I was just surprised… that’s all." Her eyes were unable to meet the other mare’s blue orbs, the sky-coloured eyes seemingly reflecting her own feelings of feeling silly.

She looked down at the toy, raised it to eye level, and gave it a small lick. "I’ll get you inside of me no matter what, I promise you that," she whispered, before snapping her head toward the computer with newfound energy.

"I’ll fuck my sister silly with your dick on one condition," she continued, raising a finger and looking directly into the computers camera. "You donate another ten thousand and we’ll go for round two after I’ve fucked her silly, which would then be Floof fucking me!"

Hitch raised himself, his swishing tail nearly knocking the chair over as he approached the keyboard with no hesitation. The station’s wallet was on the line, and Hitch cared not.

"Long-Dick-of-The-Law donated 10.000 bits: Such a hot big sister! Make sure she bucks you good and hard, Zwinger. Your rump deserves to be fucked silly after her small stunt!"

She gave the flare an extra kiss and winked at the computer camera, and in swift order, the Pegasus mare placed herself into the tight harness.

She found the sensation of the weighty dick strange, yet her hips adjusted well to it, as if she had always been a hung futanari.

Pipp and Zipp looked at their online profile. The stream had dwindled from thousands of viewers to fewer than a hundred, likely because their absence and disregard for what their audience was saying had chased off most of the ponies.

"Should we turn off the stream and just let Long-Dick-of-The-Law watch?"

"Hmmm, I've got an idea, Floof. Let's turn off the comments and tipping; we wouldn't want any distractions during the last... act," Zipp started, her hands rubbing the pulsing, veiny toy.

"Let's lock the view count so nobody else can join. I'm not in the mood for a big audience considering what we're about to do," Pipp added, the mare pressing her body against Zipp's.

The strap-on between her legs squeezed between their bodies as she ran a small hand over Zipp's new appendage, her hand landing on the medial ring.

"Eager colt, better get you wet soon before you blow your load early," the blonde Pegasus teased, the curly-haired equine more than a little surprised that their sugar stallion hadn't cum at least a few times by now.

She was beyond impressed and desired to know more about this stranger. "How I wish I could see your foal makers," Pipp internally cried, finding the foreplay with Zipp unbearable, her slit covering her inner thighs and lower legs in her love juices.

"Hey ponies, sorry for the wait, but we had to get something very special prepared for you all," Pipp began, the busty equine dragging her now stacked-up sister into the camera's view before she could resist too much, the taller mare's face plastered with surprise and shyness.

"R-right, we got a very special toy for all of you ponies to enjoy," Zipp announced, one hand stroking the strap-on while she spread her wings, the massive pink stallionhood hopefully matching better with her red disguise fur than with her natural white.

"You see, our top donor, Long-Dick-of-The-Law, has been so kind and donated more than enough for us to reach our goal. In return, we've decided to give you all a treat and let you watch as we fuck each other silly with this enormous and realistic toy."

She leaned in and gave it a kiss, her mouth salivating as she winked at the camera.

At the station, Rick was afraid that he had possibly gone too far, the mares' teasing making the big stallion beside him act feral yet restrained.

Hitch was breathing heavily, making Rick feel afraid as the stud looked ready to pounce and devour any mare and hit any and all stallions that would stand between him and the mounting he wanted to give his broodmare.

Zipp looked into those pretty blue eyes, her lips faintly trembling as she swore she could feel her sister’s touch through the strap-on, the magic that graced her teardrop doing more than just transporting the stranger's dick it seemed. The mare marvelled at how kinky and smart this stallion must be to have created something like this.

“So, what position shall we go for?” Pipp asked, her finger tracing the outline of the urethra in the middle of that big and wonderful flare. The hole wasn’t big, but she pressed her pinkie against it nonetheless, too eager to not know if she could sound this massive stud or not.

“AAHH!” Hitch’s head shot back as her needy digit invaded his forbidden cave, the burning sensation enough to make him pant like a wild animal.

“Let’s go for doggy. I’d like to see that big bubble rump firsthand.” Zipp’s hand traced down Pipp’s back, her palm landing on top of that lush rump before she gave it a good smack, the sound and jiggle sending shivers through the ponies watching.

"Bucking get to it already!" Hitch's voice was raspy, the sound making Rick feel unsafe... but also a little aroused as he came face to face with an enormous breeding-ready pony.

The sensation of Pipp’s finger leaving his abused flare gave him relief, the small popping noise making the blonde mare giggle before she licked her coated pinkie.

"Head down and rump up, my slutty little sister," Zipp commanded, her hand descending roughly upon Pipp’s behind, leaving a fine imprint of her hand.

"Mmmm, give me your meat, big sister, buck me hard!" Pipp's foggy breath was hidden by the damp air, the heavy breathing brought about by the sensation of Zipp's teasing touches.

She quickly turned around and got onto all fours, but Zipp’s inaction only made her pose grow more explicit as she curved her back in a way she’d seen Jazz do in the past.

In desperation, she ground her tits against the warm blanket, her aroused mind trying to find relief with what she had available on the beach. The warm sun made her muscles simmer as they relaxed and tensed whenever the sun warmed her and Zipp teased her.

"Such an eager slut, but that's not how you ask for something, you little whore."

Zipp thrusted her hips forward, the strap-on gracing her sister’s rump before it laid itself quite nicely across her back. The strap-on almost reached her sister’s pretty wings… or rather the disguised wings, as Pipp's fluffy wings had been replaced with a more common pair.

"P-please, buck your little sister with all of your might."

With a wicked smile, Zipp withdrew and placed the flare at her sister's teardrop. "Good mare, I think it’s time for a big reward." With that, she pushed forward, applying slow and steady pressure to ensure the flare would actually fit her snug sister's slit.

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"Buck YES!" Hitch flew out of his seat as he tried to bottom out, the act making Rick’s virgin tailhole tighten as he witnessed the sheriff’s leg muscles clench.

He could destroy any virgin mare with those moves, Rick feared, the scientist happy that he wasn’t the one who had to pleasure such a beast.

Hitch was oblivious to Rick's internal thoughts, the stud only focused on the overwhelmingly amazing sensations engulfing his flare. Pipp was tight—not virgin tight, but he had no doubt about how much he was stretching her.

He could feel her strong heartbeat through the wonderful portal machine Rick had created, the warmth around him reminding him of his first time with Sunny so many years ago.

His brain told him that he needed to buck someone in that moment, not fully grasping that he technically already was, though through the actions of another.

With a powerful thrust, Zipp drove her hips forward, the mare at first meeting very minimal resistance as she sank half of Mr. Long-Dick-of-The-Law’s dick into Pipp’s stretched sex.

"AGH!" Pipp and Hitch screamed, both overwhelmed with pleasure as Pipp felt her snatch contrast in an intense and overpowering orgasm, while Hitch fought to stay in his own skin, the portal preventing him from releasing a flood of seed straight into Pipp’s needy pussy.

"Rick… how many orgasms before I’m allowed to cum?" Hitch pleaded.

The nerdy brown earth pony was a little hesitant to answer, fearing he might not have thought through every detail of the portal machine.

He’d never thought of lowering the sensitivity on the stallion's end, as he only cared about making sure the mare would be satisfied. "I’m not sure, but it should let you cum once she’s climaxed about five times," Rick replied.

If looks could kill, Rick would’ve already been buried five times over. The sheriff’s bloodshot eyes tried to bore a hole straight through Rick’s clever mind. The staredown was short, however, as his eyes clenched shut upon Zipp resuming her thrusting.

"By the moon, you’re tight, little sis!" Zipp roared, trying her best to work the rest of her massive member inside. The process was slow as her sister's tightening marehood continued to quiver with overstimulation.

She grabbed the base of Pipp’s wings and, with one violent thrust, bottomed out within her little sister's princess marehood. The toy increasingly allowed her to feel every little detail of how her sibling's love cave was stretching, as the thing pressed tightly against her slit.

"Rough, so rough," Pipp mumbled, her teary face struggling to comprehend the pain and immense pleasure coursing through her as another orgasm washed over her.

"Zi-Zwinger, I can feel you poking my womb."

Those words were not news to either Hitch or Zipp, as they could both feel their beating flare pressed tightly against the curvy mare's foal-making room. The sensation and tightness enough to make them both lose their bearings on where they were.

She leaned her muscular frame over her sister’s more voluptuous one, and aimed for one of those long ears. The teasing nibbling ensured that Pipp let out a series of feminine moans of pleasure, the curvy princess trapped between the soft sand and Zipp’s form as she was forced to endure her big sister's relentless teasing.

“Give your big sis a kiss,” Zipp teased, hand reaching for the submissive mare’s pretty chin. The kiss was tender, the experience still clumsy but now with tongue as the taller equine wanted a good taste of her delicious little sister's mouth.

"I’m going crazy, Zwinger… please just buck me!"

The desperate look on Floof’s face made Rick stroke his hardening member aggressively, the stallion imagining that he was the cause of her joy.

Zipp took hold of those pretty curls, her first thrust sending the pink beauty face-first into the blanket, the sound of moving sand evident below it. "As you wish, my princess."

The portal rustled in Hitch’s lab, the resistance and tightness of Pipp’s still-orgasming pussy pushing him out of the portal. Rick made a mental note to perhaps create an alternative design but quickly dropped the idea as he found this to be even more useful.

Shooting a hand out, Rick pressed the mechanical device back into place, the preceding push jolting Pipp's ears up as she felt her sister bottom out faster than before.

Hitch considered punching Rick at that moment; the sensation of another male touching his junk was strange and unpleasant. Yet the tingle coursing up his spine as his flare hit Pipp's cervix pulled him away from that decision, the sheriff yielding to the touch.

"Buck, Buck, BUCK!!!" Pipp's voice thought out loud what her body felt, the sound of her outcries spurring Zipp to thrust with all her athletic might.

Tears streamed down Hitch's golden cheeks as he felt himself pushed beyond his breaking point, his heartbeat visible to Rick in the pulsing veins on his body, and distinctly felt by Pipp as the strap-on pressed into one of her sensitive areas when it curved upwards from a pulse.

“By the moon loosen up sis, you’re gonna bend the toy at this rate!” Zipp roared, sweat pouring down her body as she felt Pipp’s body try to squeeze her out.

Pipp had lost count on what orgasm she was on, the sensation of one calming and another coming happening too closely for her to correctly feel when one ended and another began.

Hitch however had a clear perception of just how thoroughly bucked Pipp was, as for each orgasm he could feel the magic restraints lesson on his stallionhood, his foal makers below drew up, the orbs going from a hanging to a lifted position more and more often.

Zipp was in the same boat as Hitch, as she could almost feel how his nuts drew nearer their release, her brain playing tricks on her as she felt a pair of ghost nuts between her legs swing and pulse for each time she bottomed out in her little sister.

“Floof… I’m getting close!” Her announcement rang hollow for the viewers; how could she climax when it wasn’t her dick, after all?

Rick, on the other end of the camera, grew ecstatic. He’d never thought it possible, but could she perhaps feel what Hitch was feeling? He quickly noted it down in his mind for later.

Pipp barely heard her sister's outcry, her rump continuing its steady thrusts backward as she enveloped that massive equine shaft in her warm cave. The sensation drove on Zipp and Hitch, neither holding back as they both did their best to pleasure Pipp.

"OH BY THE MOON, YES! DON’T STOP, ZWINGER!" Pipp's voice reached a fever pitch as her body convulsed, consumed by the pleasure crashing through her like a tidal wave. It felt like the most powerful orgasm of her life coursing within.

Rick felt Hitch's testicles violently crash into his hands as they shot up and collided with the sheriff's body. The sensation made his own stallionhood bob with excitement as the astute scientist witnessed the climactic conclusion of Pipp's bucking.

The whinny Hitch let out echoed wildly throughout the sheriff's station, the heavy door leading into the room not enough to hold back the sheer intensity of his outcry.

The midday routine of the townsfolk had passed, and luckily for the sheriff, no pony was outside his workplace. He was spared the embarrassing explanations he would no doubt have needed to make otherwise.

Zipp cried out in euphoric ecstasy as spurt after spurt of potent seed exited the stallion’s expanding flare, propelling her over the edge with each throb which caused the portal to pulse against her sensitive clit.

With a final thrust that brought their hips together, Zipp collapsed, her hands instinctively reaching for Pipp's broad chest. Oblivious to Zipp’s actions, the mare lost control as the curly-maned royal was completely absorbed in the moment.

Pipp went cross eyed as she sensed the first volley of Mr. Long-Dick-of-The-Law’s thick cum entering her womb, the sheer quantity stretching the stallion's urethra to the breaking point as Zipp lined the stud up perfectly with her cervix.

“Buuuuck YES! Keep filling me you damn stud!” The pink mare's scream was hoarse, her voice strained from the intensity of her cries.

The sudden rush filled and stretched her innermost parts to their limits as the large flare urged every drop of seed into her womb.

With each moment, she felt her once flat stomach expand, the sight mesmerising as billions of potential foals filled her up, though the mare couldn't help but feel a hint of melancholy as the mating season and her heat had long passed.

Regardless, the sensation was strikingly similar to the times she had mated with Jazz during the peak of the season, her body responding as if still in that heat-induced state.

Once Zipp separated herself from her younger sister's embrace, the abrupt sound from her flare popping out was overwhelming for Pipp. It seemed her body was pushed past its limits, her vaginal opening gaping wide as a thick stream of white poured out.

Zipp stroked her shaft vigorously as she covered Pipp’s back in thick spunk, the white liquid contrasting nicely with her pink coat as it soaked itself into her already damp fur.

"So… much," Pipp murmured, her hand tenderly caressing her swollen abdomen, the feeling and presence of countless swimmers within her making her smile.

The lingering pleasure and the fervour of her recent experience caused her expression to appear almost comical as she revelled in the aftermath of her first true mounting.

"So… tasty," Zipp replied, her extended tongue enveloping her hand coated with ejaculate.

The taste and aroma overwhelmed her, igniting primal urges within her as her body craved to be mounted repeatedly, her pussy muscles contracting against the intense sensations. The salty flavour on her tongue, paired with the texture, only fueled her desire for more.

"Zi-ZWINGER!" Pipp exclaimed as she experienced her elder sister's lengthy tongue and mouth engulfing her stretched opening. The sensation of the eager tongue exploring ever deeper into her expanded marehood caused her pretty wings to flutter in response, the summer warmth on her wings intensifying the pleasurable sensations.

"Bucking awesome," Zipp muttered, her tongue lapping up mouthfuls of savoury seed from her sister’s inviting opening, the warm feeling of her sister's rump on each side of her muzzle strangely soothing.

She lifted her head from between Pipp's spread cheeks, and turned to face the camera with her mouth full of seed, seed covered tongue extending out enticingly for the audience.

Rick was stunned by the sight before him. The volume of seed in the mare's mouth alone surpassed what he’d spurted all over the floor, but what truly caught his attention was the stallionhood between Zwinger legs, the thing still rock hard and raring to go.

Was it his invention that kept him energised, or was Hitch simply that exceptional of an earth pony? The idea made Rick's tail swish with anticipation, his own member stirring at the mental image of observing the sheriff mounting mares tirelessly for hours.

His fantasy was abruptly ended as he observed Zwinger consume the sheriff's thick seed, the noticeable bulge travelling down her throat causing his heart to race.

The post-climactic afterglow was short-lived as Hitch suddenly twitched, his dick slipping from between the legs of the red-furred mare as she removed the harness from her hips.

The fur on her thighs bore visible indentations where the straps had been, showing that the substantial weight of Hitch’s prick had necessitated her to fasten it too tightly for her comfort, or that’s what Rick’s nerdy mind concluded.

"AGH!" Pipp yelped, rump bouncing about as it was briskly spanked by her eager elder sis, the mark on her flank sending spikes of confused pleasure to her teardrop slit, the opening filling up with seed once more as the muscles in her lower body tensed and forced out more of Mr. Long-Dick-of-The-Law’s potent cum.

Zipp's disguised form, green eyes locking onto her sister's blue ones, gazed at Pipp with obvious impatience, as she tapped her hoof against the warm sand. Her thighs glistened with love, her body still in need of further release.

"Come on, Floof, I can't hold out any longer!" With determination, she pulled her sister back onto her feet, the Pegasus using every ounce of strength felt in her sore thighs in order to lift the… gifted pony, her voluptuous body a gift and curse in terms of weight.

Pipp wobbled unsteadily on her legs as they still shook from the bucking she had received, the smell of fresh pony cum marking her already sticky fur with fresh stallion musk as the virile stuff poured out of her.

The harness was pulled up her thighs, the straps a tight fit as they’d been adjusted to her big sister's less voluptuous form. With a few tweaks, she managed to secure it around her royal hips, the straps requiring only minor tightening thanks to her broad, foal-bearing lower body, which effortlessly held the substantial dick in place as though she were naturally endowed.

"Looks great on you, sis, although a tad long for your height," Zipp teasingly remarked, noting their height difference while delicately stroking the sticky strap-on.

Pipp aimed to retort playfully but was distracted as she felt her sister's gentle touch tracing down the length of the stallionhood and penetrate her stimulated marehood. She would’ve climaxed if she hadn’t been for her soreness, her body ruined for months if not for forever if she didn’t try and tighten herself up via training.

"Bend over, sis, and let me admire that tight rump of yours," Pipp rasped, her voice laced with desire as she leaned in to plant a kiss on her sister's lips.

The taste of seed filled her mouth as there was still plenty of it sticking to Zipp’s mouth, the taste strong and musky as she took a whiff of her taller sibling's stallion-like breath.

Breaking the kiss, Zipp drew near to one of Pipp's delicate ears. "Take me hard, sister. I want to be unable to walk for days!" The heiress implored with intensity, her hands firmly grasping her younger sister's breasts as she pressed her knee against Pipp's groyne.

Her touch evoked a moan from the pink-furred beauty, causing the younger royal to tense at the sensation. Unfazed by Pipp's lack of dominance, Zipp sought to assure her femdom play came to fruition by assuming a submissive stance, swiftly positioning herself on all fours.

She might have been athletic, but lacking flexibility, her posture resembled that of a novice, similar to the cunnilingus she’d given earlier. Despite this, the amusing sight triggered a row of laughter from Pipp, the display reminding her of her first time in the hay with Jazz.

The stallionhood looked grotesque next to Zipp’s teardrop, the view making her blood run cold as she started to worry. “Is this even possible?!” the pink Pegasus whispered as she lined up the deflated flare with Zipp’s entrance. The slit was wet and a river of love was running down Zipp’s legs, but the dimensions just didn’t match in Pipp’s mind.

Pipp had another moment of enlightenment as a lightbulb appeared in her mind again. “This should work,” the royal said with a chipper tone, hand shooting down to stretch the harness. She darted a hand into her pussy, palm scooping up as much cum as she could before moving her foal batter covered hand towards Zipp’s marehood.

“IEEP!” Zwinger exclaimed as she felt a warm hand dig into her, the feel of Pipp coating her in seed, sending her into a small climax. The sensation ran up the meaty toy and into Hitch and Pipp’s mind, both feeling like a layer of chastity was removed.

To Pipp's credit, her strategy proved effective as she detected Zipp's crimson folds yield to her probing touch, the action extending beyond mere teasing. “Good mare, Zwinger, take this seed like the eager bitch in heat you are.”

A humming sound filled Zipp’s ears as she heard Pipp lick her digits clean, the sexy display making her blush as she witnessed her sister's dirtier side unfold. “You should join me and Jazz more often in the hay, I’m sure she would love the taste of your pussy.”

The teasing sent a shiver up her spine, the sensation of a light spank making her salivate as she was finally dominated and put in her place beneath another pony. She was normally a very headstrong mare, so taking on the role of the submissive was a secret kink of hers.

The sound of seagulls seemingly laughing in the background only enhanced the experience as she felt Pipp finally apply pressure to her marehood. The flare slowly spread her open, the stallionhood preparing to take her virginity—the very thing that made her a desirable match for other noble houses across Equestria.

"Buck... she's too tight!" Hitch proclaimed through gritted teeth.

Hitch could feel that his friend's marehood wasn’t yielding like Pipp’s, so he retracted his member slightly from the portal. The mare on screen, in turn, slowly pushed forward to create the illusion of her having penetrated Zwinger.

Rick noticed the nervousness in Hitch’s eyes and gently guided his hand to the device, his smaller hand resting atop Hitch’s much larger one. They locked eyes for a brief moment before Hitch swallowed his pride and pushed the portal all the way down to his balls.

He anticipated the pain would be intense, and his instincts to protect others screamed for him not to proceed. However, Zipp’s evident desperation to be bucked silly was undeniable. Seeing this as a gift to fulfil Zipp’s wish and to bring Rick's mechanical device to its intended purpose, he decided to go through with it.

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Zipp’s vision turned white as she felt herself being violently stretched open, her abdomen bulging as she took in half of Pipp’s thick breeding member. She lifted her head and looked down at her stomach with a mixture of interest and fear in her eyes.

With a trembling hand, she touched the bulge in her abdomen, feeling the stranger’s strong heartbeat reverberate through most of her lower body, as his dick moulded her marehood to fit his size without her consent.

She felt a spurt of pre-cum travel up the length of the toy, the sensation and immense volume resembling what she imagined a normal cumshot to feel like.

But this was no ordinary stallion; this was a stud, a sire-ready beast, an endowed equine fit to be the king of a large herd.

Her imagination ran wild as she envisioned herself as the lead mare of his herd, her body beneath this massive beast every night as he filled her with as much virile seed as he could produce, her own desires secondary to the task of making foals.

"Bucking tight!" Pipp exclaimed through clenched teeth, the tightness around her thickness making her fear that Zipp was trying to snap off their top donor’s member. "Are you alright, sis?" Pipp asked, her hand fondling the base of her sister’s twitching wings.

Her wings sprung into a full-blown wing-boner as Zipp climaxed again, the orgasm this time more intense as her marehood struggled and failed to expel the huge invader that was stretching her sex beyond its limits.

"More… give me more!" Zipp pleaded through tears, her hips moving back in an attempt to meet her sister's hips.

Pipp tried to move forward as well, but both were worn out, having been in a state of climax for what seemed like an eternity, their equine anatomy not designed for such intense mating.

This time, it was Rick who raised the portal from Hitch's groyne, the move allowing Floof's hips to only just meet Zwinger's fiery red rear.

Zipp let out a piercing screech as she felt her sister bottom out. The Pegasus felt not only her womb but her entire inner body pushed upward to accommodate this formidable stud.

The seemingly impossible fit had become reality, driving Hitch wild with the overwhelmingly vice-like sensation of Zipp's marehood.

"Perhaps it's just Pegasus mares that are tight?" Hitch pondered, as he had never encountered such tightness with an earth pony mare.

The sensation became even more intense as Zipp entered another earth shattering orgasm, her marehood spasming uncontrollably around her first-ever stallionhood.

"B-Buck… something is—" Zipp's warning was interrupted as her bladder tightened in response to the intrusion. Her pussy squirted, marking him with her scent in the process.

Pipp was taken by surprise as she felt Zipp's love juices cover her legs, the warm and damp sensation enough to trigger a mare orgasm of her own.

Pipp attempted to resume her thrusting, but her burning thighs could only manage a slow and sensual grinding against her big sister. Her hips stayed closely connected to Zipp's, as she tried to adjust the toy to target her sister's sensitive areas.

The supposedly experienced mare left Hitch and Zipp craving more, neither fully satisfied with Pipp's efforts to push them over the edge.

“Buck, I want to ravage that tight teardrop,” Hitch hissed, “But I’m too damn sensitive!”

Rick saw the stud tense as he lifted the device, the motion of pushing it back down eliciting a flinch from Rick. His prick was clearly too overstimulated, the magical properties to the portal forcing his flood gates closed for a few more mare orgasms.

A lightbulb appeared in Rick’s mind, the scientist resolute as he moved his chair closer to the sheriff’s, the stallion only reacting as he reached out for the device. Hitch didn’t grab his wrist this time, instead he just gave the nerdy pony a raised eyebrow.

“You mentioned you were too sensitive... so let me offer some assistance,” Rick spoke softly, finding no resistance as his small hand grasped the machine.

Hitch reclined to focus on the flatscreen, his eyes disregarding the scientist as he attempted to relax his muscular form, Hitch making an effort to allow Rick to do his thing.

Rick began by pulling the sheriff out of the portal slowly, his inexperienced and curious mind trying to get a good grasp of just how endowed the law enforcer was.

He didn’t have to go about being as careful as he’d expected as the massive flare promptly stopped his movement upon coming in contact with the whirlpool of magic, the thing far too wide and swollen to exit in any way possible.

The pace began moderately, with the two mares seemingly unaware as he endeavoured to synchronise his thrusts with Pipp's grinding. The moans from Zwinger made him happy as they intensified with each subtle deepening of his movements.

Zipp bit into the blanket below with all of her might as she felt Pipp fully retreat and bottom out in a violent thrust, her mind going blank as she experienced the bucking of a lifetime.

Zipp’s imagination ran rampant as it looked for a suitable mate among the stallions she knew. The vision within her regal mind appeared hazy, yet she could have sworn she glimpsed a pair of amber eyes framed by green hair gazing back at her.

Back at the station Rick had accidentally catapulted his hand towards Hitch’s groyne.

He locked his green eyes onto the sheriff’s amber ones, his questioning look down right making the sheriff smile as Hitch gave the scientist’s member a squeeze.

"What’s the matter, willing to touch but not be touched?" Hitch teased, his hands delicately pleasuring the smaller stallion, the golden-furred equine going slow so as not to make the brown earth pony cum too early.

“Mmm,” Zipp’s moans grew in intensity again as Rick tried to apply a steady rhythm, the task made challenging as pleasure rushed up his spine because of Hitch’s handjob.

The sheriff did his best with the small organ in his hand, but his arms were unaccustomed to such ‘delicate’ movements, resulting in a slightly clumsy performance that Rick didn’t mind as the sheriff’s passion compensated for it.

The issue of size also became apparent on Rick's part, as he could feel his arm grow warm from the over the top motion he was performing.

“Buck… please keep going, Floof!”

Her voice was barely above a whisper, the mare to the best of her ability holding back the embarrassing moans she was letting out. She suddenly wanted to hold back, as her heiress mindset told her not to embarrass herself any further.

“KYAA!” The sharp cry and thud of Pipp’s hand striking Zipp’s rear prompted both stallions to flinch. Their surprise quickly transformed into wonder as they observed the pink mare delivering a series of firm slaps to her elder sister's rump.

“Bad mare, hold back your moans again and I’ll be ending the stream early!”

Zipp's objections to her sister's spanking were abruptly cut off with an abrupt "AGH!" as Rick tilted the portal and thrust the entirety of Hitch’s stallionhood inside.

The angle made her stomach bulge enough to hit the blanket, the fit mare almost laying flat on her stomach as the continuous thrusting propelled her into a lying position.

“Cumming, by the moon I’m cumming!” Zipp cried out, the sensation of her slit squeezing directly onto Hitch’s medial ring too much for her and Hitch as they salivated like dogs.

"Buck… one more, just one more orgasm and I can cum," Hitch spoke, his teary amber eyes struggling to focus on the bulge of his stallionhood moving up and down the mare’s body.

The sensation of yet another layer of chastity being released caused his handjob to be unsteady and erratic for Rick. However, the brown earth pony didn't mind, as he was deeply engrossed in his task.

The scientist experimented with various angles and speeds while manoeuvring the portal up and down Hitch endowment, the brown earth pony noting down Zwinger’s every reaction.

Zipp’s tight marehood didn’t seize it’s relentless milking, the feel of her athletically trained rear crying out for seed as she felt his flare bump against her womb over and over, the heiress body forcing her foal chamber down for the ultimate mating kiss

Zipp fought to stay in her own skin, the feel of her body lining itself up to becoming a broodmare too much as her personality moved to mimic what her body wanted.

“By the moon, I beg of you, make me a dam… make me the best broodmare in all of Zephyr Heights!” Zipp internally screamed to herself, her fingers moving recklessly over her clit as she positioned herself for the most intense orgasm of the day.

“Ohhhh yessss, Zwinger!” Pipp cried out. “I can feel it, I’m bucking cumming!”

“Do it, sis! BUCKING BREED ME!!!”

Rick's eyes widened as he sensed the sheriff reaching climax. The law enforcer's vigorous hand movements on his smaller stallionhood so intense that Rick feared it might be torn off unless Hitch slowed down, given the bigger stallion's muscular arm.

Their flares sprang to life, expanding widely as their testicles contracted tightly against their bodies. The scientist halted his stroking as he buried the sheriff's dick, propelling Zwinger over the edge as they observed her stomach protrude from the force of his flare.

Zipp knew she wasn’t in season, but that didn't stop her from envisioning the initial spurt of seed racing towards one of her royal eggs.

Her consciousness slipped from between her fingers for each volley of thick cum entering her, the stuff unable to escape because of the massive flare, the thing pushing every last drop of Hitch’s foal batter directly into her womb.

“Buuuuck!!!” The drawn out moan roared over the speakers, the two stallions cumming their brains out to the sound of Zipp getting bucked silly.

Rick’s orgasm followed shortly after. “Shoot! Hitch, I’m cumming!” Rick exclaimed as he sensed his flare enlarging to its full size, the initial surge of seed more copious than his entire previous orgasm combined.

However, Hitch didn’t cease his stroking; instead, he continued to stimulate Rick throughout his ejaculation. The foal batter splattered everything around Rick’s flare, as Hitch made no attempt to direct it toward the floor or another area that wouldn’t be bothered by the mess.

All four ponies reached their climax simultaneously, with Zipp and Hitch being the most profoundly impacted, both overwhelmed by the experience as they blacked out.

Zipp succumbed first as she sensed her womb and stomach stretching to their limits, resulting in visible stretch marks beneath her sweaty fur.

Hitch followed closely behind as he felt spurt after spurt get stuck in his stallionhood, the tightness around his flare too much. The burning sensation knocked him out cold as his body tried to give more than the mare he was bucking could ever hope to fully receive.

The pressure wasn’t lost on Pipp fully, though she pulled out too late. She stroked her and Zipp’s top donor as fast as she could, the thing covering Zipp’s back in white foal batter so effortlessly that for a moment she wondered if her big sister had taken off her ring.

Peace fell upon the private beach and the sheriff station, the only sound being that of Pipp and Rick breathing heavily.

“I suppose I’ll need to cancel my plans with Jazz,” Pipp murmured, her hand delicately massaging the cum into Zipp’s behind as she allowed Zipp to rest for the time being.

“Congratulations on losing your virginity, sis,” the teasing royal muttered, a smile forming at her own clumsy attempt at encouragement as she observed her sibling's teardrop leaking enough seminal fluid to fill an ocean, her slit unable to fully close.

“And farewell to you, Mr. Stallion,” Pipp added, as she witnessed the softening stallionhood retract into the portal and likely into its sheath.

She felt a twinge of dismay that she’d not managed to clean it before their donor departed, but was happy to give his flare only last squeeze before it popped through the portal.

With unsteady legs, she rose to approach the camera, and announced the end of her and Zipp’s stream in a raspy but cheerful voice before switching it off.

“Now what to do with you,” Pipp sneaked her way over to her sister, umbrella in hand as she didn’t want Zipp to suffer from a heat stroke. She took off her and Zipp’s rings, the familiar body of her sister returning once more for Pipp to look at.

Back at the station, Rick quietly and slowly put his clothes back on, the task proving a bit tricky and sticky because of his glaze-covered fur coat. He stank of musk, and was a little afraid and unsure on how to get out of town in one piece when smelling like a prostitute.

After one last glance at his invention before packing it away, he noticed two green dots on its side. These lights reassured Rick that the machine had indeed fulfilled the mare’s deepest desires, the stallion in turn puffing up his chest to show that he was proud.

“Congratulations on the two foals,” Rick said, gently patting Hitch’s head.

Before leaving, he scanned the room one final time to ensure he hadn't overlooked anything; he had his portable breeding gloryhole, his clothes, and, of course, his ring.

“I suppose he had a point,” Rick somberly remarked as he removed the ring and glanced at the notepad the sheriff had used. He penned a note about bidding farewell to his GILF days and expressed regret for draining his online account, the last part written with slight sarcasm to it as the sheriff had clearly enjoyed the experience as well.

He placed the notepad next to a set of keys and walked towards the door, Rick walking face first into the door as it didn’t butch in the slightest, “Right… of course it’s locked.”