Sprout Meets Some Stripes
An Old Face in a New World
“There’s no way! It’s impossible!” Opaline grumbled in frustration, looking over numerous books, magically floating them over to herself. “There’s no way this can be happening!”
Since becoming impregnated by Sprout, the alicorn had developed more and more magical power, allowing her to now do spells and magic that would put her on par with many unicorns. And while years ago, she would use this power to try and conquer Equestria, she had dedicated herself to giving her master and lover the world instead. But being able to float and manipulate numerous books at once did make researching things infinitely easier for the alicorn. At her side, Misty was watching with a small bit of curious worry on her face. She had seen this look before on her former mistress’ face, but never this sweat producing stress before.
“Izzy, are you certain?” Opaline asked, not even looking at the mare. “You’re absolutely sure that is what you heard?”
“Y-yes…I’m sure…” Misty nervously answered. “My father said he heard from Izzy, that there was some striped pony, a mare I believe, seen on the outskirts of Bridlewood.”
“Misty, do you have any clue what this could mean?” Opaline asked, but didn’t give her former underling time to answer. “If this is who I think it is, then this striped mare…is a zebra.”
“A zebra?!” Misty gasped in surprise. “But, but, but, but you said yourself. Zebras left Equestria before the end of Princess Twilight Sparkle.”
“Exactly! And there would be no way a zebra could go unnoticed nowadays.” Opaline suggested, rubbing her chin with her forehoof. “There has to be more to this. But what, what is a zebra doing in Equestria, and in Bridlewood no less?”
“But what’s the big deal?” Misty asked, more curious about Opaline’s worry. “Isn’t it a good thing that a lost race is coming back?”
“You don’t understand, Misty.” Opaline sighed. “Zebras have always been the more mysterious races of this world. Even I couldn’t get their secrets during my campaigns. And I regret to say, where they lack magical skill, their potion making surpasses even my own.”
“So, what? You think this zebra is some scout for some invasion?” Misty asked, her mind getting ahead of her. “Should we warn Sunny? Or maybe Sprout?”
“Not yet. But tell Izzy to keep an eye open for her.” Opaline commented, to which Misty nodded before departing. Now alone, the alicorn sighed. “That strange, magical flux I sensed not that long ago, there’s no way this zebra is from their homeland.” Her eyes narrowed a little as she was flipping through her books. “It must be…her…”
“So, why exactly are we going to Bridlewood?” Sprout asked, walking towards the unicorns’ forested village. At his side, Izzy eagerly, and merrily, skipped along. “I know Opaline said she wanted me to see something in Bridlewood, but she never said what.”
“Oh! I know, I know!” Izzy giggled, skipping around the stallion. Despite having given birth, and then getting impregnated again, she was surprisingly full of energy. Sprout occasionally worried as he saw her faintly swaying baby bump, but she seemed to be fine. “It’s because of that striped mare I saw a week ago.”
“Wait, what?!” Sprout asked, raising a surprised eyebrow towards the bubbly mare. “What are you talking about?”
“Oh right, I didn’t tell you yet. I’m sorry.” Izzy giggled, kissing Sprout’s cheek. “Just last week, I ran into this striped earth mare out on the outskirts of Bridlewood. So I showed her around, especially to Alphabittle’s tea shop. She really liked tea.”
“That’s…nice…” Sprout replied, trying to picture a striped earth mare. “So…did you get her name?”
“Yes, I did.” Izzy smiled. “It took a while to figure out, cause the way she spoke was really weird.”
“Weird? What do you mean?” Sprout asked. “And what was her name?”
“Oh, right! Her name is Zecora.” Izzy replied. “And yeah, it was like she was rhyming as she spoke. Like poetry, or maybe she was doing some weird thing.”
“Zecora? Well that’s certainly an…exotic name.” Sprout commented aloud, pondering for a moment. “I don’t know any earth mare back home with a name like that.”
“Yeah, and I told Sunny, and she didn’t know anyone. But then she all sparkled, and ran off.” Izzy commented. “So I told Misty, thinking Opaline might know, and all I got was a text from Misty, saying to confirm.”
“Did you mention the name Zecora?” Sprout asked, to which Izzy was hit with a realization. “You mentioned everything else, except the name?” He couldn’t help but sigh a little at the mare’s carefree attitude. It was adorable, but sometimes, it was too much.
“I…I think I did…silly me…” Izzy giggled. “But it shouldn’t be a problem. She was so nice to me when we were talking. Said I reminded her of a friend of hers. So we should totally meet her.” With that, she took off towards Bridlewood in a gallop. “Come on, come on!” Sprout only rolled his eyes a little before chasing after the mare. “I’m sure she’s still gonna be there. She didn’t seem like she had anywhere else to go anyways.”
Arriving in Bridlewood, the two quickly went to Alphabittle’s cafe. Inside, this Zecora was still there. A black and white striped earth pony looking mare, with a fine mohawk, and there was an almost mysticism about her as the stallion looked at her. Izzy, on the other hand, took this chance to sneak away from Sprout. In a saddlebag on her side, she had a concentrated dose of Opaline’s potions. Since Zephyr Heights and Maretime Bay had fallen sway under the potion’s effect, Izzy had become almost enthralled by the idea of everypony being just as horny and happy as she was. Opaline couldn’t have asked for a more eager and willing mare to do such a deed. And while Misty still had some reservations about everything, she couldn’t deny how much happier everypony was now that they were fucking all the time.
Sprout, who had only just noticed Izzy’s absence, was forced to confront this mysterious mare on his own. Problem was, he had no idea what to do or say. All he knew about this Zecora was her name, and that she apparently spoke in rhymes. How would I be able to talk to that? Should he speak in rhymes first? Was that just something about her pony race? Was it a personal choice? He had worked so hard to get past his previous misgivings, and the absolutely last thing he wanted to do was to come across as intolerant again. Swallowing the last of his nervousness, he was ready to speak, but then the mare put her cup of tea down.
“I understand my arrival here must be quite the sight.” Zecora commented, glancing over at Sprout. “But please, do not let me give you cause for fright.” Her eyes, there was something so captivating, so alluring, and just so damn sexy about those eyes, that Sprout’s legs nearly wobbled nervously. “As I said, there is nothing to fear.” She beckoned with her forehoof. “So perhaps we can have a chat. In short, please come here.” Sprout wasn’t exactly sure what to do. He couldn’t refuse this mare, even as his nervousness was slowly consuming him. Swallowing the last of his worry, he resigned himself and approached her.
“Well, I’m sorry, I just never met anypony such as yourself.” Sprout commented, walking over to sit with this Zecora. “My name is Sprout, Sprout Cloverleaf.”
“A pleasure to meet you.” Zecora smiled, almost seductively at the stallion. “My name is Zecora, if that would suit you.”
“Well, yes.” Sprout nodded, a little confused with how she spoke. “Anyways, where do you come from? And how did you get here? If you don't ask me.”
“Nothing to worry about, there is no offense.” Zecora nodded, giggling a little as she took a sip of her tea. “But as for where I am from, hard to say. How I got here, that game at quite the expense.”
“Expense? Like you paid to get here?” Sprout asked, becoming more and more intrigued by her words. “So where you’re from is somewhere far away?”
“In a way, yes, I’ve paid a price.” Zecora replied, staring intensely in Sprout’s eyes. “But for such a chance to meet such a fine stallion, I’d gladly pay it twice.”
“Well…I…I’m flattered…” Sprout replied, blushing nervously as he looked over to the mare. “H-how about you tell me…are you an earth pony?”
“Earth pony? No, I am something different.” Zecora explained, finishing her tea. “I am a zebra, if that catches your interest.”
“A zebra? I…I don’t think I’ve heard about those before.” Sprout saying, contemplating aloud for a moment. “Oh, it looks like you finished your tea. Let me get one for you.”
“No need, I got it!” Izzy, appearing almost from nowhere with two cups of steaming tea. Unbeknownst to either Sprout and maybe Zecora, she had taken the concentrated dosage, and spiked the zebra’s tea in it. “Enjoy!”
“Izzy, when did you-” Sprout commented, turning to look at the unicorn, only to see her no longer there. “And she’s gone again. I swear, she needs to wear a bell or something.”
“It is a refreshing sight to see that ponies are the same.” Zecora muttered a little to herself, thinking back to her friends, such as Pinkie Pie. “Though, compared to her, your friend is rather tame.”
“A friend? Oh, you mean you’ve met somepony like Izzy?” Sprout asked, taking his tea to gently blow on it. “By all means, feel free to talk about her.”
“Oh, it is no problem at all, please do now worry.” Zecora said, taking her tea. “For I do not believe we are in any sort of hurry.” With that, she calmly drank the tea, savoring the rich flavor of it.
The effects were almost instantaneous as Zecora could feel the shivering sensation of this potion taking hold of her. Within an instant, she realized she had been given something, her years of being an apothecary had trained her to know an aphrodisiac when she tastes one. But unlike the numerous concoctions she was aware of, this was different. It had many of the same ingredients she could taste, but her years had granted her some degree of resistance. However, this potion forced its way throughout her being, violating every concept of resistance possible. Her body was immediately taken by it, and while it took her a little by surprise, she didn’t mind the feeling. If anything, the warmth surging throughout her body was rather comforting.
“Uh, Zecora?” Sprout asked, seeing the way the zebra was starting to slowly pant. “Are you…are you okay?” Zecora only looked at the stallion.
Her body was getting hot, so much hotter than the strongest estrus she had ever felt. Even if she had a semblance of restraint and sanity within her, something to allow her to craft some antidote, she just couldn’t. She didn’t want to cancel this potion’s effects. It had been a long time, a very, very long time since she felt this way, and she wasn’t going to stop now. This brought her eyes over to Sprout. He was a stud, a prime piece of breeding stock she had not seen or tasted since her times with Big Mac. Licking her lips a little, she was contemplating every way she could take him. Would it be subtle, luring him away to fuck her behind some hidden place? Or maybe she would simply have him take her over the table like some common, tavern whore?
“Zecora?” Sprout asked again, sounding a little more worried as this zebra simply stared at him. “Are you okay? Was the tea too hot? Or is there something on your mind?” His mind began to overthink. “I’m sorry, did I say something wrong? I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-” His words were cut off as the zebra pressed forward, kissing against his lips.
Sprout had barely a moment to respond, but Zecora’s lips were just so soft, hot, and the way her tongue shoved into his mouth with her hot and breathy moans was too much. His cock burst from his leather sheath to full arousal. He could tell there was no going back now. He was going to fuck this zebra, no doubt to breed her and help spread her population all over Equestria. If there were any higher thoughts left in Zecora’s mind, it was all pushed to the side, forcing her to only want the stallion’s throbbing, massive cock. Even without seeing it, she could practically feel the heat subtly radiating off it. Her pussy was gushing her sweet, hot nectar, slowly filling the space around them with her intoxicating aroma.
“Oh wow! She’s really gushing!” Izzy playfully giggled, sitting off to the side, having her own drink as she was watching everything. “I think we might need to take this elsewhere.”
Around them, the few patrons of this tea shop were already engaging in similar, passionate activities. It would appear that the mixed scents of his potent musk, and her sweet, exotic aroma had driven the stallions and mares to begin fucking each other. Though Bridlewood had been given the least amount of Opaline’s potions, they were always a very open tribe, and so promiscuous relationships aren't uncommon. But to be pushed this far so easily, even Izzy was shocked by this. Though this still turned her on, and was fighting her own temptation to have Sprout fuck her tight, pregnant pussy again before breeding Zecora. But, she held herself back, cause the zebra looked like she took the potion far harder than expected.
“Don’t worry, I got you.” Izzy giggled, igniting her horn. “I’ll send you both somewhere safe.” Sprout would’ve said something, but Zecora’s kissing mouth blocked any noise as they were teleported away by the unicorn’s magic. Smirking, she giggled to herself. “Oh fuck, this is going to be so hot. I gotta get ready for the show!”
The next thing Sprout knew, his surroundings were that of Izzy’s house. He hand’t been here in quite a long time, and he remembered when he fucked the slutty unicorn and bred her. Still, it was somewhat refreshing to be in a more familiar place. But then he remembered he wasn’t alone. Looking over at Zecora, she had landed on the couch besides him, and she was still panting, blushing, and was looking at him hungrily. Worried for a moment, Sprout looked about, but saw Izzy didn’t come with them, and it was now just him with an incredibly horny zebra that was ravenous for his cock and balls. And while he was getting ready to try and do anything, he failed to notice how Izzy’s house had been outfitted with countless hidden cameras. These were designed by Pipp, with the help of Haven, Misty, and Opaline. Where Sprout’s hot and passionate fucks could be broadcast across Equestria.
Back in Maretime Bay, Sunny, along with Hitch, were snuggling, making out, and tuning in to watch Sprout breed this zebra. Up in Zephyr Heights, Haven, Zipp, and Pipp were being tended to by devoted guards, keeping them pleased and yet on edge as they were getting ready for the show. Within her castle, Opaline was railing Misty with her throbbing slab of alicorn cock meat as the two were getting ready for Sprout’s performance. And back at the tea shop in Bridlewood, Izzy was playfully jerking off a few stallions while rubbing her tender, soaking pussy as the television changed to broadcast the erotic program.
“Z-Zecora…Zecora…” Sprout said, trying to speak between the zebra’s erotic and whorish kissing. “Are you sure about this? I mean, yeah we just met, and fucking is just a thing around here. But are you sure you want to-”
“Listen here, you fat cocked bastard.” Zecora sternly and seriously stated. Sprout wasn’t sure what scared him more, the zebra’s intense glare that froze his soul, or how she wasn’t speaking in rhymes anymore. “You’re going to take that stallion dick, shove it in my zebra cunt, and fuck me full of a herd of zonies!” Before Sprout could say another word, she resumed making out with him.
Well, there was nothing else Sprout could do. She was clearly really into this, and he wasn’t going to deny how hot it was to have a mare like that take charge. It reminded him a little of how intense Opaline could get. And part of him wondered if Zecora would end up as on and off dominating and yet submissive like the alicorn was. And with how this zebra was tonguefucking into his throat with her sultry, sloppy kissing, there was no way his cock was going to remain hidden. His dick slowly slipped from his thick, leathery sheath, growing and swelling to a size it hadn’t been in a while. It was big, the biggest in all of Equestria, but somehow, this new and exotic mare was making it thicker and longer. The ponies who watched looked on in envy and longing.
“Holy fuck! Sprout’s dick got bigger?!” Izzy gasped and hummed playfully. “I gotta get impaled on that thing sometime.”
She had been fucked and bred by Sprout more than a few times now, and she had never seen it like this. Izzy bit at her lower lips, her body trembled as she was struggling to not just teleport herself over to her house and ride that cock in her pregnant pussy until she was bred with a whole herd of precious foals. The rest of the unicorns in the cafe who watched, the way they were not fucking and moaning out, the couldn’t help but be driven deeper and deeper into their passions at the sight of Sprout’s almost godly size. The mares got wetter, and the stallions fucked harder in their envy. The way things were going, just witnessing the earth stallion breed this zebra was going to drive the rest of Bridlewood into doubling, or even tripling their population.
“Well shit, I think I’m gonna need a drink.” Alphabittle commented, wiping sweat from his brow. “Cause that’s gotta be the biggest dick I’ve ever seen.” Swallowing nervously, he couldn’t help but look down at his own dick Izzy was teasing. It wasn’t as big as Sprout, but was still impressive.
“Here, have a special one.” Izzy giggled, sliding over a shot glass with a semi luminescent liquid inside. Another thing she brought with her, was the same potion that turned stallions into milk ponies, planning to spread that across Bridlewood. “This’ll set you right.” Part of her wondered if it would be alright to convert so many of her own tribe, but the pleasure of giving Sprout a world of sexy sluts to breed overwhelmed any other previous loyalties. “I know I’m gonna need something big, thick, and heavy after this too.”
“Thanks, Izzy.” Alphabittle commented, not even looking at the glass as he grabbed at it with his magic before knocking it back. The glass barely reached the table before he started shivering and panting. “Oh fuck…I guess I was getting hotter than I thought.”
“I hear you.” Izzy replied, downplaying what was happening to the unicorn’s leader. “Let’s keep watching. I know Sprout’s about to really breed this slut.” Her lips were curled into a playful smile, eager to spread this to her fellow unicorns, giving her beloved Sprout even more whore mares to fuck and impregnate.
Sprout and Zecora continued to make out for several long moments before the zebra broke away. The look on her face was so intense, she wasn’t even a dignified mare anymore. More akin to a bitch in heat as she looked at him. The moment she caught a whiff of his cock, her body trembled, pussy soaked onto the sofa, and her eyes glared at it. She wasn’t going to be able to hold anything back. She needed to have this stallion utterly ruin her like the exotic whore she was. Sprout had barely a moment to prepare as the zebra slammed herself onto his cock, swallowing down about half his length without the first bobbing of her head. The stallion gasped as he felt just how warm, wet, and tight the zebra’s throat-pussy was. Still, she didn’t even hesitate to start lifting and dropping her head over and over this cock.
Zecora was good, very good, and the way her golden neckbands added an extra tightness to her throat fucking pleasure. Swallowing hard, Sprout could only lay back and enjoy the way this zebra was facefucking herself on his fat cock. Her pussy was absolutely gushing, letting out a sweet smell in the air, which only caused the stallion’s cock to twitch and swell in her throat-pussy. Zecora moaned a whorish, muffled sound as she was picking up speed. Every inch she took was slobbered and slathered with her skilled tongue. She was unable to stop herself, not wanting to even hesitate or slow down as she was taking every inch she could. As well as this, the way his cock was being hammered in her throat, her golden neckbands started to strain a little.
Still, Zecora continued to take this cock, deepthroating it as she reached under with her forehooves to fondle and heave at Sprout’s huge balls. The way she was playing and lifting them, it was like they were starting to get bigger. The stallion cooed, arching head as he was panting and gasping from Zecora’s cocksucking skills. His mind couldn’t help but race as she was worshiping at his cock, and the way she played and teased his balls, it wouldn’t be long now. But were other zebras like this? Or was Zecora just an exception? And even then, her cock handling skills were so good, was she just a natural? Or has she had no experience? Zecora only continued bobbing her head, trying to get as much pleasure from the stallion as she could.
Sprout wasn’t going to last much longer, he was going to cum. Zecora not only felt it, but was now moving in such a hot and heavy manner, she was planning to not just take it all, but swallow every heavy gulp of this stallion’s hot and thick spunk. Sprout gasped out as when the zebra lifted and slammed herself over his cock, her golden neckbands snapped, breaking fully off as she took every inch into her throat-pussy. The feeling was too much, he couldn’t hold himself back. Sprout’s orgasm came hot, thick, and deep as the zebra greedily gulped it all down. There was just so much, but Zecora drank it all, not wanting to spill a single drop as she was worshiping at his cock, and fondling at his balls. Holding herself in place for the long minutes as Sprout was settling in his afterglow, all while the zebra continued to suckle along this dick before slowly pulling herself off his throbbing length.
“So much cum…it has been so long since I’ve drunk so well…” Zecora cooed, speaking so seductively as she licked her lips, savoring the flavor. “But we are not done, I need more…”
“Well, I’m more than happy to…” Sprout panted, laying back on the sofa as he was catching his breath. “I wasn’t planning to cum this much at once, so I just need a minute to- '' He didn’t get a chance to finish as the zebra placed her face in his huge, leathery ball sack.
Zecora fondled at these fat orbs of cum filled wonder with her forehooves, but then started to lick, moan, and suckle them. She was worshiping at his balls, marveling at the sheer size of them. By their weight, Sprout should be struggling to even walk, and yet he had a cock and balls to make anypony envious and lustful. She couldn’t explain it, but she wanted to just worship them, to suckle and smother herself in these fat balls to then drown in the musky scent. Her alluring, oral fixations were enough to slowly bring Sprout back up to full arousal. Her skills were immense, among one of the best cock and ball suckers he had ever dealt with, and the way his dick was just so massive, girthy, and throbbing with want and need was almost terrifying. The countless ponies watching were in a lustful awe at the sight of it.
“There we go, nice and big again.” Zecora moaned, laying back as she sprawled herself on the sofa. “So now, tell me how you want to break this slut?”
Sprout stared at her for a moment, still not sure what to do. Zecora was an alluring, exotic mare, and the more he gazed at her, the more her charm seemed to hypnotize his senses. But then, he saw something else he was shocked and surprised he didn’t notice; her teats. This zebra’s teats her huge, soft looking, and the nipples had golden piercings on them. Licking his lips, Sprout couldn’t hold himself back as he leaned over to press his face between these huge, fat teats. Zecora cooed, moaning as she let the stallion do whatever he wanted with her teats. Letting his lustful instincts take over, Sprout fondled and teased these as he was savoring and worshiping at these huge teats, especially with hot the pierced nipples felt along his smooth tongue.
Sprout suckling on her pierced nipples, feeling as the zebra’s soft moans were just making his cock even harder. He had just come, but his dick was dripping and eager for more. Zecora laid there and let the stallion have his way with her, feeling every pleasurable tingle that rippled throughout her body. It had been so long since she felt this way, and her pent-up needs were only amplified by the potion she had been tricked into drinking. Her pussy was so wet, gushing out her sweet nectar as it seemed to pool a little over the couch while her tongue could still taste the hot spunk that she had drank mere minutes ago. Sprout was good, better than any stallion she had been with, and it was making her body crave more and more of this fat cock and his steaming seed.
“Please, do not tease me anymore.” Zecora moaned, looking at the stallion with longing. “I need you to fuck me. My pussy begs for your cock.”
“Alrighty…well…I’d like to get a good look at that sexy ass of yours.” Sprout commented, pulling back as he got off the couch. “Flip over and show me that ass of yours.”
“Okay, anything for you.” Zecora cooed, slowly rolling over to be partially off the couch. Her ass was beautiful, full and round, and the way she swayed it hypnotically was making Sprout’s cock almost painfully throb. “You like what you see? I have two very tight holes for you. So which will you want first?”
“Well, I’ll save you for last.” Sprout snickered, raising a forehoof to smack at Zecora’s ass, making her gasp and moan out. “But I wanna fuck that tight ass of yours first.”
“Such a naughty stallion.” Zecora purred, leaning a bit more on the couch to allow her ass to be better presented. Her ponut was quivering eagerly for the stallion’s cock. “Come on, give me that hard cock I deserve, and claim me as your fuck mate.” Sprout didn’t need anything else said as he mounted on her body.
The stallion’s slick, oozing cockhead kissed against her tight, plump ponut, slowly and carefully stretching it as she was moaning softly for it. This fat cock was being calmly wedged deeper and deeper into Zecora’s equally fat ass, making her body quiver and tremble until he was roughly halfway into her tight tailhole. Sprout held himself in place for a moment, not wanting to rush too much into it. The zebra cooed softly, fidgeting a little as her ass eagerly took this stallion’s cock without any difficulties. Sprout took a deep breath, taking in Zecora’s sweet and alluring scent as he pulled a little back, and then pushed himself back into her ass. She moaned out in pleasure, her mind rippling as she was taking such a girth in her. And as she took every inch he could give, Sprout found her ponut was becoming more and more accommodating, and seemed to swallow in more of his fat size.
“Fuck my ass harder…” Zecora moaned out whorishly, shivering and trembling as she couldn’t help but savor the feeling of this massive cock in her plump tailhole. “Take your large cock…and ruin my asshole with it…fuck me as if you could impregnate my flank with your hot seed…you’re making me ovulate with just anal, and I want more…”
Her words were only adding the pleasure that Sprout felt, and as she moaned out her slutty words, she was backing up and smacking her ass against the stallion’s cock. He wasn’t just humping into her, he was bottoming out her gut puncher of a cock, and she was moaning out like an estrus, sex starved beast. Sprout could barely think, any higher brain function was focused exclusively to just keep fucking this zebra’s ass. There was something different about the way she felt. It was like her body was just born to be a cocksleeve for him. Was this just something about zebras? They just had softer, bigger, and more supple flanks compared to other pony mares? He couldn’t understand it, but then again, he didn’t care enough as he continued to fuck her ass.
Ramming and thrusting faster and faster, Sprout’s cock was throbbing, getting closer and closer to another orgasm. Even though he came not that long ago, this whore zebra’s asshole was clamping and milking his length for every drop of virile spunk he could offer her. She was so good, and the way she handled and fucked herself on his cock was just making it impossible to hold out for long. Sprout had the stamina to bounce back, but part of him wondered just how far this zebra was going to push him. Huffing and panting, he was trying to hold in his coming orgasm, but there was no way he was going to not be able to blow his hot and heavy loads in Zecora’s juicy ass. Huffing and panting, he took a deep breath before he continued thrusting into her, even as he felt himself ready to cum.
Sprout’s orgasm burst and flowed out from his cock, flooding into Zecora’s ass, stuffing her anal canal, and even into her lower insides with his hot and potent seed. So much was being fucked into her, she could feel the amount she had previously and greedily drank down sloshing in her belly. Grunting, Spout let out several more deep and hard thrusts as he released more and more thick ropes of cum into her tight ponut. Her asshole puckered, clenching down hard on this dick, as if she never wanted to let go of it. The feeling sent a tingle throughout Sprout’s being, unaware that the sloppy, orgasmic look on Zecora’s face was being seen by all of Equestria. Izzy was spraying out her pent-up orgasm all over the table as the many, many unicorns in Bridelwood were passionately fucking. The rest of Equestria was screaming in countless orgasms as well.
“So…how did you like that…” Sprout panted, slowly pulling himself from Zecora’s asshole. There was an audible, wet, popping sound as he did, letting him collapse a bit back on the couch. “Phew…it’s been a while before I came that hard. You’re…you’re really good…”
“Oh? Don’t think for a moment we are done.” Zecora smirked, purring seductively as she turned her head to gaze at the stallion. The way she was looking at him, and the glint in her eyes, it was like she was a starved predator. “You’ve only destroyed most of my whore holes. But you still have yet to give me your best.” Turning fully around, she pushed a little against the stallion with her forehoof, allowing her to properly straddle him.
Sprout’s body trembled a little. He couldn’t understand it for the moment. Sure, he’s dealt with crazy mares who go insane for his cock, but this was the first time he felt almost fear; at least, since fucking Opaline for the first time. Was his bodily instincts telling him that Zecora was an even scarier mare than the one evil alicorn of fire? Sprout couldn’t figure it out, but the mix of fear and arousal not only was a new feeling to him, but a pleasurable one that was making his body shiver as the zebra was slowly lowering herself on Sprout’s cock. The way her pussy kissed and enveloped him was making the both of them moan out. Her weight only made her decent on his size and made him slowly feel like he could cum again at any moment. Zecora licked her lips, eager to not only take every inch, but ride this fat cock as if she was never going to take a dick again.
Zecora arched her head back, howling in the pleasure that was rippling and rupturing throughout her being. Sprout was winching, panting, and grunting as he felt the way this zebra’s pussy wasn’t just taking every inch of his massive size, but was savoring it, becoming addicted to it, and submitting to her. Her sexy, fat ass bounced harder and faster, making a loud, slapping wet sound that echoed throughout the room. The couch was rumbling a little, almost bouncing along with the way Zecora was riding this dick. Sprout couldn’t believe just how much this slut could take. He was feeling the strength practically being drained from him. Her pussy was trying to rip the soul right out of his dick.
“Come on, keep going…fuck my pussy harder!” Zecora was panting and moaning out. “Fuck me up, give me your foals! I want a herd of zony bastards in my whore womb!”
Sprout couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Sure, he had heard countless mares shout and moan out such sultry words before, but there was just something about how Zecora said it that seemed to send an especially pleasurable tingle throughout Sprout’s body. Was it because she wasn’t a pony like the rest, some erotic, exotic zebra from a far and foreign land? Or was it just something about the sheer ferocity of how she was riding his cock. She wasn’t just taking his dick like a pleasurable sensation, she was straddling and taking his massive size as if this was her only meaning and purpose in life. It was as if she wasn’t a zebra, wasn’t even a mare anymore. Zecora was just a vessel to be bred and fucked silly and stuffed by Sprout’s hot and heavy seed.
Her large, plump teets also pressed as the zebra was bouncing faster and harder on this cock. Her fat ass smacked, and she leaned more and more over the stallion, staring down at him in a deep and passionate hunger. She wanted to have him, to have him claim her as his, and she was going to make him work for every inch of his cock reshaping her insides to want only him inside her. Sprout was familiar with this manic look, but for Zecora, he felt an almost nervous unease, like she wasn’t just anypony, but an experienced mare, one who will have him fuck her stupid, and then have her come back to clean and revitalize his cock to breed her some more. It was like he had met his match, and the sexual back and forth that was coming from it was becoming even more intense.
“Fuck…it’s coming…” Sprout panted out, feeling as the tingling heat was growing throughout his body. His cock was swelling in size, stretching out Zecora’s pussy even more, forming a bigger bulge along her belly. “I’m gonna cum!” This only increased the speed of the zebra’s wild riding.
Resting his forehooves hard on her sides, Sprout was thrusting upwards with reckless abandon. This slutty zebra was making his cock throb so hard, he couldn’t hold anything back. The stallion gasped and roared out, matching that of Zecora’s own whorish moans. The sounds of the stallion’s throbbing, meaty size beating and stretching into the zebra’s fat ass and tight pussy echoed out in sloppy wet, smacking and slapping noises. The way they were going at it, the passionate, mating display was rippling out almost a phantom pleasure to everyone who was watching. All of Equestria was on the verge of cumming at once. Sprout’s hot fucking of Zecora was pushing everyone over their edge.
So focused on making this slut cum, as well as getting himself to orgasm, the earth stallion didn’t even notice the unified screams as all of Equestria came along with this mating pair. Zecora’s beautiful, foreign, and passionate scream, which drove the stallion over the edge. Slamming himself as deep as he could, the zebra’s cervix gave way as he bottomed out in her, pushing all the way into her womb. Feeling the warm, smooth lining of her most inner and precious place, Sprout gasped and finally came. The amount from this initial burst was big, easily enough to flood her foal making place, all the way into her ovaries, soaking and fucking each and every egg as soon as they came out. Zecora gasped a breathless scream, her eyes rolling back, twitching, and looking cross eyed all at once.
But Sprout wasn’t finished, the throbbing pulse of his cock only caused more of this thick, potent spunk to be released in her pussy. Zecora’s embrace squeezed down so tight, milking and embracing this massive size as it not only was now claiming her, but had also reshaped her pussy to be in his shape. Sprout’s cock had claimed this mare, she was now his adorable, beautiful, exotic, striped whore. Twitching and arching herself, back, her large teeth twitched and pressed against the stallion’s belly, all while her womb continued to stretch and be filled with hot seed. Within a moment, she wasn’t just pregnant, she was so incredibly stuffed with the stallion’s virile cum, that there was no way she wasn’t pregnant from all this.
“Holy shit! Look at how much he’s putting in for her!” Izzy gasped, coming down from the afterglow of her hot and heavy masturbating, being among the few still conscious from cumming so hard. “Fuck…Sprout….you better fuck me up like that soon, or I’m gonna ride you until you do.”
Zecora’s eyes were glossed over, hearts blazing in them, and she was twitching, but it seemed there was still some bouncing in her fat ass. The mare continued to slowly grind and rub herself against this dick, in hopes of milking out as much of this spunk as she could. Sprout was still in and out of his afterglow, and the cum didn’t seem to stop as Zecora’s pussy was greedily taking in every potent drop she could, making sure her inner folds were so clamped shut, that nothing could trickle out. Shivering, he lay back as the strength was being drained from him.
“So much…seed…in my womb…” Zecora cooed, her voice sounding a little weak. I am…so full…of your…foals…” It was like she tried to make a rhyme, but nothing worked as her mind was so fucked silly.
“Oh shit…I don’t think I’ve ever come that hard…” Sprout panted, gasping and wheezing from the feeling as he collapsed fully. Looking up, he couldn’t even see Zecora’s face, only her massive, bloated belly. Her womb was now so full of his cum, she looked full enough to be ready to give birth at any moment. “Fuck…I hope I wasn’t too rough with you.”
Zecora collapsed a little, stumbling off of Sprout’s cock. Some excess cum spilled out from her fucked open, gaping pussy. Laying on the opposite end of the couch, she looked just as hot, sweaty, and fatigued as Sprout did. He could barely move, not realizing just how much he had come, or how much of a toll it would have on him. While he knew he was due for a second wind or so to put some energy back in him, he wanted to relax for the moment. While fucking has become a regular activity in his life, he actually never believed he would’ve came practically gallons of virile seed in a zebra’s fertile womb. There were no doubts she was pregnant, all he could wonder was just how many she was going to give birth to.
“Well…at least it’s over…” Sprout panted, trying to steady his breathing as he looked up at the ceiling. But as he did so, he failed to notice that Zecora started moving. “So…how did it feel to-” He gasped as he suddenly felt the warm wetness of a mare’s mouth on his slick, soaked cock. Looking down, he could see Zecora passionately making out with his dick. “Zecora?! What are you-” Another moan escaped him as her dick sucking was just so good.
“We’re not done. Not by a long shot.” Zecora moaned, looking up at Sprout with the same lustful, manic eyes she had before. It would seem she got her second wind faster than he did. “This cock. This big, beautiful, beastial…delicious…” Her words were starting to trail off as she continued to suck him off, moaning like the whore she was between her words. “I want me…we are not even close to finished. I want it, I want you to fuck me, to make hot, passionate love with me until every inch of be is coated and filled with your precious seed.” Sprout tried to protest, but knew there was no escape.
‘Well fuck…’ Sprout thought to himself, accepting what was to come. ‘Here we go again…’ Rolling his eyes a little, he came to terms. All the while, he was completely unaware of the show that he and the zebra slut were giving out to the public.
“Okay, I think…I think…fuck, I’m so tired…” Sprout commented, panting and almost weezing as he was feeling the strength leave him. Zecora was laying on the couch, twitching and gushing out cum from her throat, pussy, and ponut. “I haven’t blown my load that hard in a long time.” He paused, wondering if the zebra was okay. “Are you…are you okay? I didn’t go too hard, did I?”
“You fuck me like the good zebra slut I am.” Zecora cooed, speaking in a slurring, semi fluid manner that mixed with low moans, and deeping cooing sounds. “I can feel all your foals in my womb, and frankly, I don’t give a damn.” She could barely hold herself together as she slowly collapsed into unconsciousness.
Dragging himself upwards, Sprout decided to let Zecora sleep on Izzy’s couch. Carefully and as quietly as he could, he made his way to the door. As soon as he reached the door, whatever thoughts or hopes he had were quickly dashed the moment he opened the door. Outside Izzy’s house, there weren’t just a few unicorn mares, but dozens, nearly hundreds. If anything, Sprout thought he was looking at the entire settlement of Bridlewood. The way they looked at him, it was the same way he had been stared at by just about every mare who looks at him; lustful mania. While used to these gazes, Sprout didn’t want to disturb Zecora’s peaceful rest.
“Alright, alright.” Sprout announced to the crowd, while trying not to wake up the zebra. “I’ll take care of all your needs. But not here.”
“Then we’ll go back to my place!” Called out a feminine, yet somewhat familiar voice. Stepping forward through the crowd, was Alphabittle, but now as a milf mare. Sprout couldn’t help but blush as the now larger mare approached him. “My place has plenty of room, and I want to have you fuck my new pussy with that fat cock.”
“Alright, looks like I don’t have much of a choice.” Sprout shrugged his shoulders through a small chuckle. He then gestured towards the back of this crowd of unicorns. “After you.” Alphabittle giggled, grabbing at the stallion with her magic, lifting him effortlessly as she led him back to her house. “Don’t worry, stud. I’ll be gentle.”
As soon as they got back to her home, Alphabittle threw the stallion on her couch, causing him to crash with a soft thud. Sprout barely had a moment to respond before this much larger milk pony smacked her new, massive, milk leaking teats against him as she was setting up to ride on his cock in a wild, savage fervor. The stallion did nothing, shocked that because of their sheer size, he was able to fondle and suckle on them, even as she was straddling on his dick. Alphabittle moaned out as she felt this cock break into her newly formed, fertile pussy. The inner folds clamped down hard and yet so carefully and passionately. Her eyes were rolling back as she settled down on this full size. It also helped how Sprout’s cock was still slick from fucking Zecora not that long ago.
“Fuck…so big…Misty was right…there’s nothing like this fat dick…” Alphabittle moaned, thinking back to when her daughter told her about how Sprout bred her. “Now it’s my turn!” Leaning forward, she placed her hooves over the stallion. “I’m gonna milk this fat dick and get knocked up like my daughter.”
WIld lusts and primal instincts drove the milk pony to lift and lower herself. She was bouncing harder and faster on this cock, making Sprout winch and gasp as the much larger size of the pony was practically crushing him. If not for his long experience now, he very much would’ve been crushed by the milk pony’s body, but his cock was only getting harder, and the way he was stretching out her brand new fuck hole, and the way his cockhead kissed and beat against her grinding cervix was enough to make him only gasp and pant. Reaching up, he smacked and played with her teats, making her only moan out more and more from the pleasure. Alphabittle’s whorish sounds weren’t just bringing the stallion closer and closer to orgasm, but was even attracting the attention of the many mares that didn’t already follow them to her house.
Crowds and groups of unicorn mares, and newly made unicorn milk ponies were eagerly and hungrily watching. All of them wanted to have Sprout’s fat cock for themselves, but none dared to take away time from Alphabittle. There would be plenty of time for him to fuck and breed all of Bridlewood when this was over. He was a little tired, sure, but his stamina was bottomless, and was going to catch his next breath soon enough. Alphabittle rode harder, leaking and squirting out more milk from her teat as Sprout suckled and drank from it, which drove the milk pony to moan like the fat ass, tight pussy whore she had become. And at the back of the large crowd, with the biggest smile on her face, was Izzy.
She wasn’t just content, she was proud of what she had accomplished. Her people, the unicorns have now joined the rest of Equestria, and they were not only devoted, but eager to get a chance to be fucked in submission by Sprout and his heavenly, mighty cock. But as she was happy to see everypony so cheerful and excited, she felt more than a little envious. It was clear that it was going to be a while before she would even get any time with Sprout, let alone enough time to be fucked into a cum drunken stupor again. Normally, she would pout adorably about this, but decided it would be nice to share, at least enough to give everypony in Bridlewood a chance to be fucked by Sprout.
“Give them all you got.” Izzy playfully giggled, watching on as Sprout was hammering upwards with the same unrelenting force that he used to breed Zecora into Alphabittle’s clamping down, vice tight pussy. “Cause you are so fucking me full before we go back to Maretime Bay.” Licking her lips, she continued to watch, knowing all of Equestria had enjoyed the show she had provided them.
Far from Maretime Bay, her Castle, or even most places, Opaline made her way around the mountain of Zephyr Heights. Looking at the mountain, she scoffed for a moment as she circled it. This mighty formation of rock and stone, even with the modern city atop it, the ancient alicorn couldn’t help but chuckle as this was once the seat of Princess Celestia, Luna, and eventually Twilight’s power. She was almost in shock at how the pegasi built their city over the ruins of Canterlot, though she didn’t care if Queen Haven knew this fact or not. Regardless, since the arrival of Zecora, Opaline had been searching and searching. The magical disturbance she felt left her in a small state of worry. No doubt there was something about this, and yet when she looked, there was another one.
This one wasn’t as big as the one she felt before, but after Zecora’s arrival, Opaline didn’t want to leave anything to chance. If a living relic of the old world could come, then what could stop others? Was it portals, time traveling magic, or something else that the alicorn wasn’t considering? Either way, such magic should be impossible to everyone in Equestria now, even to her. So when she flew around the mountain, her horn let out a small blip of color, alerting her of the faint, magical disturbance. Smirking, she glided downwards, arriving at what appeared to be a cave entrance. Upon arrival, it was clear no one had been to this cave in centuries, as evident with all the overgrowth and plants.
“You cannot hide from me.” Opaline smirked, as if she planned to monologue to herself as she burned away the vegetation. “Hmm, this cave…something about it…” Venturing deeper inside, she kept her horn illuminated, and her eyes sharp.
Walking in for several long minutes within this cavernous darkness, she stopped at a sight she had not seen since the days of Princess Twilight Sparkle. It was a statue, a massive construct that held three figures. A scared and trembling pegasus filly, a cowering and weakened looking male centaur, and a defiant and snarling insectoid alicorn; a changeling. Bringing out more light from her horn, Opaline looked upon the statue. Time had not been the kindest to this structure. While the filly and changeling seemed to be still in one piece, the centaur’s body had cracked, and were broken in too many places.
“Lord Tierk…broken and forgotten. A fitting end for such a fool.” Opaline commented, scoffing in disregard to the centaur. “But you two, Cozy Glow, and of course, Queen Chrysalis.” Her eyes fell more upon the latter, especially as there were some cracks along her body. “It seems you two are still together. And perhaps you two might have a place in my Sprout’s world.” The cave erupted in her laughter, a hearty, almost sinister bellowing she had not done in so long, it was intoxicating.
Opaline couldn’t help but admire the way these two looked. Cozy was still a filly, but perhaps being imprisoned in stone would just delay her aging. But then again, if she was freed, there was the chance she would then just age to dust. No matter, the alicorn was more than confident that she could not only free this little prisoner, but procure the means to prevent her from getting too old, too fast. For a moment, she pondered if keeping her as a filly might be even better. Certainly both prisoners would be problems. Nothing she couldn’t handle, but the idea that this brat might try and sway or manipulate Sprout did fill her with a somewhat spiteful smirk.
“Maybe I’ll have her railed by what stallions remain in Equestria first. Teach her of her proper place, and then have Sprout breed that little whore.” Opaline pondered, laughing a little. “Maybe I’ll age her up a little, or give her something to make her flexible enough to handle him. I don’t even think I can talk Sprout into impaling his massive cock in some filly slut.” Shaking her head, she focused more on Chrysalis.
The changeling queen, or rather the former changeling queen, still had the mature, beautiful, and deceptively erotic look about her. No doubt this alicorn-like bug was more than experienced in the means of breeding, having bred her entire hive once before. Opaline was a little less hesitant about the idea about freeing her. Sure, Chrysalis’ changeling magic hadn’t been seen in Equestria for countless years, and her shapeshifting skills could prove a problem. But equally, they could serve as an immense benefit. A better alternative to her cloning experiments to make a duplicate Sprout to double team her was among the first erotic thoughts to pop in her head. Though she knew it would be difficult to convince the changeling to play along with her, let alone obey orders.
“Well, you’re both in good condition, and it would be a shame to leave you both to rot and break in some forgotten cave.” Opaline said aloud, as if these two couldn’t just hear her, but were being taunted by the fire alicorn. “Still, now that I know you’re both here and in fine enough shape, I suppose I can consider freeing you, and then afterwards, we’ll see how you will do for my beloved Sprout.” Her lips then curled into a sinister smile. “He is, after all, the stallion I plan to make the absolute ruler of Equestria.” Again, the cave filled with the almost villainous laughter she had gone so long without billowing out.
