Zebra Anthology

Though it had been less than a month since he’d accepted Induna’s offer, willingly submitting himself to the domineering goliath of a stallion, his old life was all but gone. Aside from quitting his job as the Royal Crystaller, forsaking everything his years of study had earned him, he’d been all but forced to look and act the part of a servile, obedient female. His beard had been shaved off, his modest wardrobe was discarded and replaced with whorish, revealing attire, and he was expected to follow his master’s commands without question.

Unlike his mother, who for some reason was allowed to dress relatively normally, he was paraded about like an effeminate harlot. Pants were a thing of the past, his underwear had been replaced by panties, and his stallionhood had been locked in chastity - all of which helped to cement his role as a bottom bitch. While the expectations placed upon him were a bit unsettling, especially while he was out in public, the thrill of being objectified more than made up for his crumbling self-respect.

“How many times have I told you,” Induna grumbled, shaking the femcolt from his stupor, “stop attempting to cover yourself.”

“S…sorry, Sir,” Sunburst hastily muttered, moving his hands away from the front of his skirt.

The piece of clothing failed to even cover his groin, giving anyone and everyone a few of the small bulge within his thong. The rest of his attire was no less shameful than his undergarment, consisting of fishnet leggings, a clinging crop top, and a collar. It would have been awkward enough to be seen adorned in such a salacious outfit, but the fact that his stud, the very stud who’d broken his mother, was prone to showing him off did little to preserve what was left of his decency.

His only comfort came from the fact that Sire’s Hollow was sparsely populated, but even the small town had been affected by the Zebrican touch. Refugees had become increasingly prevalent, with the townsfolk embracing their striped cousins with open arms, and he’d already begun to notice the societal effects of the influx. A growing number of mares and even a shocking number of stallions had taken zebra lovers, though nobody seemed to mind the sudden shift in romantic interests. Trotting along by his master, with his mother having opted to stay at home, a giggle caught his ear.

“Nice bitch you got,” a girlish voice remarked, drawing his attention over to a tall, well-built zebra mare.

“She is quite the catch,” Induna snickered, draping his arm over the svelte little pony’s shoulder. Reaching down the femcolt’s chest, nonchalantly pulling up his top to reveal Sunburst’s deliciously flat chest, he pinched the lad’s nipple.

Sunburst stifled a whimper and ground his thighs together, feeling his cage leak a bead of pre-cum. He’d originally presumed that wearing the metal restraint would be unpleasant, yet yet it hadn’t taken him long to acclimate to being chaste. Induna had explained that it would help him think clearly and become a better mare, forcing him to focus on pleasing his betters, and he’d been absolutely correct. With the little contraption being magically affixed, and only his master holding the ability to remove it, he’d found it harder and harder not to dwell on the massive stallion and his heavenly endowment.

“Is that actually a stallion you have,” the Zebrican mare continued, strolling closer, “or is it merely a flat-chested mare.”

Shifting his hand to Sunburst’s backside, giving the sissy’s pillowy rump a squeeze, Induna smugly grinned. “Show her…”

Knowing better than to hesitate, Sunburst leaned back slightly, flipped the front of his skirt, and tugged his panties down with his thumb. Fortunately for him, there wasn’t anyone else around to see the obscene display, yet his cheeks darkened nonetheless. As the large female guffawed, reaching out and flicking his cage, he suppressed a shiver of excitement.

“That has to be the most adorable little excuse of a prick I’ve ever seen - as a matter of fact, I believe my clit may be bigger,” the woman laughed, grabbing hold of his diminutive package. “Have you fucked the cum out of her yet?”

“Not yet,” Induna hummed, “but I’m getting her ready to…”

Without so much as another word, Sunburst was spun around, bent over, and had his tush put on display. As he felt the thong pulled from between the supple cheeks of his ass, reflexively clenching around the XXL plug that was lodged in his backside, he gulped. Having his overstuffed ass shown off to a perfect stranger did little to help him stay relaxed, yet his master’s statement immediately drew his undivided attention.

“As a matter of fact,” the giant purred, running a finger over the toy’s thick base, “I may just do that this afternoon.”

With his pucker constrict around the plug, feeling his heart skip a beat, Sunburst was straightened up as abruptly as he’d been shown off. He’d secretly hoped that the stud would eventually fool around with him, but the most he’d done thus far was serve as a fluffer for the mountainous beefcake. Straightening his attire and doing what he could to make himself presentable, he fought back an expectant, nervous smile.

“Anyways, we need to get going. I’ve gotta pick up a few things from the store and some lube,” Induna rumbled, taking his bitch by the wrist and turning to leave.

The rest of the afternoon was a blur and relatively uneventful, save for having the cashier at the store giggle when she rang up a large bottle of lube they’d purchased. After they were finished with their errands, they returned home, had a modest meal, and wound down for the evening - well, all except for Sunburst. Once finished with dinner, asking if he could be excused, he rushed off to the bathroom to prepare himself.

The end and beginning of each day were the same, with him thoroughly cleaning, lubing, and plugging his backdoor. He’d been speechless when Induna had told him to wear the plug morning, evening, and night, believing the thing would never fit, yet he’d gradually grown accustomed to having his ass stretched open. Slipping into a set of frilly negligee, having already jammed the toy into himself, he looked in the mirror and gave himself a once over.

Gazing at his reflection, seeing just how well the marish outfit suited him, he proudly grinned. He never would have thought he’d end up dressing in such an effeminate way - then again, as of a few months ago, he never thought he’d find himself pining over a big, burly zebra stud. For nearly his entire life, he hadn’t had an interest in guys - that was, until the refugees started moving into Equestria.

Be damned if he could explain it, but something about the hulking studs was almost too irresistible; something about their imposing size, impressive builds, and their unshakable confidence had sparked an interest in him - an interest which had only grown stronger over time. After he’d found out his mother, an attractive mare by any measure, had started living with one of the exotic beauties, he’d started falling down the rabbit hole.

It had started innocently enough, looking up interspecies porn with zebras and ponies, but things had gradually grown more and more depraved. Videos and articles about zebrican superiority were some of the worst, somehow evoking a mingled sense of disgust and intense arousal, and he quickly found himself consuming more and more of the material until things came to a head. After watching his mother getting mercilessly plowed by the towering adonis that was her lover, some part of him broke - after all, if she could experience such taboo joys, why couldn’t he?

Pulling his lacy panties into place, with the chrome of his cage visible beneath the sheer fabric, he sauntered out and towards Stellar’s room - or should he say their room. Since Induna had taken his mother and himself as playthings, forming a quasi-insestuous harem for himself, he’d been sharing their king-sized bed. While it was a bit odd to act as a third in his mother’s relationship, the heady mix of his lust, growing ambitions to devote himself to a striped stud, and his servile nature made the accommodations palatable enough - that and he was still hoping to take a more active part with the behemoth.

Entering the bedchamber, seeing Stellar resting on the edge of the mattress, facing the door with her legs spread, he paused. It wasn’t like her to be in such a position unless Induna had commanded her to do so, yet the stallion lingered several feet away. Looking to the colossus, subconsciously eyeing the gargantuan, semi-rigid cock dangling in the open air, he felt his cage tighten.

“Bend over and warm her up for me,” the titan commanded, nodding to the mare.

Hesitating only for a split second, Sunburst crossed to the bed and did as he was asked. He’d grown increasingly accustomed to working as an accoutrements for the pair, serving as an opening act or to clean them after the main event, which was as frustrating as it was exciting. Leaning forward and bringing his muzzle between his mom’s plump, juicy thighs, breathing in the smell of her sex, he peeked up at her eyes.

“Don’t look so sad -” she sighed, grabbing his mane and jamming his face to her cunt, “after all, your oral skills are rather impressive.”

“They’re adequate, at best,” Induna corrected, creeping behind the twinkish stallion, “but I’m sure they’ll get better - I mean, it’s not like he’ll ever be able to pleasure a mare in any other way.”

Though the words stung a bit, Sunburst drew his tongue up his mother’s well-used and well-trained marehood. He didn’t dare speak back, for fear of angering Induna or upsetting Stellar, so he made sure to put his mouth to a better use than complaining. As he lapped and licked away, feeling her thighs lightly tremble against his cheeks, the sensation of something pulling on his butt-plug caused him to slow.

“Did I say you could stop?” the stud asked, prompting the femcolt to continue.

Sunburst shivered, feeling the considerably sized toy being freed from his clinging rear. The cool air against his gaped, winking hole was almost tragic, and more than a little embarrassing, yet it didn’t stay that way for long. What could only be a finger circled his backdoor, before sinking into his depths to fiercely rub his tender p-spot.

“I’m amazed that you thought he was straight,” Induna chuckled, milking the lad’s bitch-button like a pro.

“Well - right there, Sweetheart,” Stellar groaned, as her son suckled on her clit. “For the longest time, I thought he was, but I was clearly mistaken.”

“Sissies like him are all the same, and some even convince themselves that they like girls, but it makes no difference - in the end, once they realize their place, they’re the same as a cock-hungry mare,” the zebra explained, worming a second and third finger into the femcolt’s tush. “Isn’t that right, sissy?”

Pulling away for just a moment, if only to answer his master, Sunburst peered back over his shoulder. “Y…yes, Sir.”

Induna flashed his teeth at the needy, crossdressing stallion, while continuing to finger-bang his newest toy. “And look how honest she’s become! If I didn’t know better, I’d say she wants nothing more than for me to breed her right now.”

The thought alone of being rutted was enough to make Sunburst’s pulse quicken, and he couldn’t help but express his enthusiasm. Bracing his legs and arching his back, flipping his tail to the side, he reached back with one hand and pulled upon one cheek of his behind. He may not have been willing to go so far as to beg, yet making himself appear submissive and breedable certainly couldn’t hurt his chances of finally getting lucky.

“See how badly she wants it?” Induna mocked, withdrawing his hand and slapping the femcolt’s ass. “How could she ever have called herself a stallion?”

Stellar’s demure laugh perfectly complemented the degradation, as she pulled her son’s face back between her legs. “I would say it’s disappointing, but I always did want a daughter.”

Blinded by his passion, leaking pre-cum like a broken faucet, Sunburst blindly rocked his hips forward and back. He hadn’t cum in weeks, with the chastity cage stymieing any attempts for him to get himself off, and the plug he constantly wore had stretched him open and left his prostate in a hypersensitive state. Feeling a pair of strong hands grasp his broad hips, while hearing the stallion behind him move slightly, he prayed the stud would finally lay claim to him.

The sensation of something immense pressing against his backside set his heart racing. Though he couldn’t see what was going on, he could think of only two possible explanations: either the stud was about to fist him, or he was about to lose his virginity to a massive zebra dick. Trying and failing to calm his frazzled nerves, knowing full well just how incredibly endowed the stallion was, he forced himself to be still.

“Beg for it,” the stud’s sonorous demand cut through the air. “Beg for it like the little faggot you are.”

“P…please,” he whimpered, rearing back and licking his lips clean. “I want you to treat me like you treat my mom.”

Upon hearing his plea, the towering stallion guffawed. “I see the apple didn’t fall far from the tree, little whore.”

Sunburst couldn’t disagree, especially after having seen first hand how much his mother enjoyed being dominated by the titan, yet that did little to help his predicament. Had the stallion asked, he would have dropped to his knees and said anything - done anything to earn the right to be fucked, willingly discarding his dignity. Seconds passed in silence, with his anxiety growing stronger and stronger, before he finally found the courage to speak again.

“I…I want…” he faltered, tamping down his pride. “I want you to fuck what little masculinity is left out of me,” he mewled, fitfully throwing his hips back. “I don’t care about mares anymore - I want to be your mare!”

The zebra locked eyes with him, smiling all the while, before he finally spoke. “As you wish…”

“Wait,” Stellar blurted, catching the pair totally off guard. “Flip her over first, I want to see her face when you do it.”

Induna’s annoyance at her outburst shifted to sadistic glee, as he stooped down and seized hold of the femcolt’s legs. “Then move.”

Sunburst watched his mother hastily shuffle to the head of the bed, clearing the mattress. Before he could speak - heck, before he could even think, his whole world spun around. Roughly flipped onto his back, he gazed down his chest as the stallion stepped between his legs. The sight of his burly frame and chiseled muscles were almost as thrilling as knowing he was about to get his wish. Mirroring Stellar’s actions, from the night he’d first seen her in the throes of passion, he gently wriggled his legs free and rested his ankles on the zebra’s hips.

“Just do me one favor,” Induna purred, guiding the profound tip of his stallionhood to the femcolt’s entrance, “scream for me.” Moving at an unhurried pace, the stud forced his length into the pitiful excuse for a stallion.

Sunburst’s eyes widened, his jaw hung open in shock, and the breath hitched in his throat, as he was overcome by the indescribable sensation of being penetrated by another. Being screwed by any stallion would undoubtedly be an intense experience in and of itself, but there were two problems; for starters, this wasn’t just any stallion, it was a mighty zebra - secondly, and more prudently, the actual screwing was yet to begin.

Squirming and fidgeting in place, he reeled at the overpowering sensation of being gradually and inexorably filled. A frightful mix of discomfort and pleasure mingled with the psychological shock of willingly submitting to such a demeaning act proved a deadly cocktail, leaving him unable to think clearly. Lifting his head and gazing down at his master, wondering just how much cock had been entombed within him, he noticed his mother lean in.

“Isn’t it wonderful,” she cooed, reaching out to tease one of his nipples, “the feeling of giving yourself to someone so superior, so much better than you could ever dare dream to be?” Hearing him groan out, seeing his eyes roll to the back of his head, she pressed the attack. “This is right where you belong, isn’t it? Go on, sissy, you can be honest with me…”

As Induna’s girthy medial ring bumped against his stretched hole, Sunburst reflexively nodded. “Yes.”

“You’re almost there, my little slut,” the stud growled, driving his hips forward. “Soon you will be meant only for us, for those of my kind. After I’m done with you, you will never know satisfaction with a pony for the rest of your days.”

“You want that ~ don’t you?” Stellar whispered, bringing her muzzle to his ear. “Imagine being a perfectly pretty little house bitch for some big, muscular stud - wouldn’t that be amazing?”

“H…harder,” Sunburst croaked, flexing his legs and drawing the stallion deeper.

He could practically feel his insides being resized and shaped to suit his true purpose - being the bottom-bitch for a real stallion. Looking up to his mother, seeing her grinning down at his belly, he followed her gaze and sharply inhaled. As unbelievable as it was, he could see the unmistakable imprint of the stud’s stallionhood steadily moving up his torso and to his rib-cage. As captivating as the sight was, the sensation of having his p-spot smashed by the thick root of his master’s tool shattered his focus.

It was an experience like no other, testing the limits of both his mind and his body, and it was more than he could endure. Striking out of nowhere, an onslaught of bliss threatened to overtake his very being and wipe his existence from reality, causing him to howl out in rapture. He’d masturbated more times than he could count, and even fooled around with his childhood friend Starlight Glimmer a handful of times, yet this was something different - this was an epoch.

“Oh…oh my god,” Stellar gasped, bursting into a fit of laughter. “She even squirts like a mare!”

“They always do,” Induna gruffly snickered, beginning to fuck his plaything in earnest.

Despite being locked within a minuscule cage, Sunburst felt the heat of his impotent spunk squirting over his thighs and dainty coin purse. He had heard stories about stallions who could cum without touching themselves, though he’d always assumed it was a tall tale or that there’d been some trick involved, and his master had proven the claims true.

Thrust after thrust, having cum and pre forced from his chaste prick, he could feel his masculinity slipping away drop by worthless drop. Barely able to comprehend the enormity of the situation, he swayed forward and back with each of the stud’s plunges. The experience was even more profound than he’d imagined, and he knew there’d be no going back.

“That’s right,” the zebra grunted, increasing his pace, “just let it out. After I’m done with you, you’ll never be able to call yourself a - Mmmph - stallion again; you’ll be nothing more than a weak, miserable excuse for a cum-dumpster for me when your mother isn’t around.”

“Hopefully more often than that,” Stellar murmured beside the moaning femcolt, “because this is so much hotter than it should be.”

Wearily looking over at the mare, approaching a second climax quicker than should have been possible, Sunburst only then realized that his mother was getting off to the depraved scene. Nearly fist-fucking herself, with nectar leaking down her wrist and to the sheets below, she hauled on his nipple. It was only at that moment, comprehending how much she relished his destruction as a stallion, that he broke.

The combination of debasement, shame, physical stimulation, and arousal proved too much to bear, casting him into an oblivion of sinful pleasure. Wailing to the heavens, with yet more of his thin jizz sputtering from his chaste tool, he lost himself completely. He had nothing left, having forsaken everything he had and everything he ever was for this, and the deepest, darkest part of his id latched to the notion and forced him to act.

“P…please,” he cried, weeping tears of disgrace and joy, “breed me, Master!”

Some combination of his wretched appeal, the taboo of having conquered his mother and himself, and the act of defiling a once proud stallion did the trick, sending Induna into a frenzy. Bucking at an unbelievable rate, harder and faster than seemed even remotely possible, the titan drove himself to the brink. The sheer pace and ferocity of the plowing nearly made him pass out, raising the pitch of his braying an octave or two, but he somehow endured.

On and on the towering stud went, fucking him while his mother gleefully watched and got herself off, until it happened. Induna’s hands sailed to his hips, pulling his body closer, as he gave one final, unyielding plunge. Burying every inch of his monstrous, throbbing appendage, the zebra issued a triumphant bellow and came with all the force of a tsunami.

Sunburst had thought he was broken, reduced to a shadow of his former self, but he’d been wrong. The moment he felt the scalding influx flooding through his bowels, paining his interior and touching him in a way no other had, a part of him died. Gone was the proud, hard working, intellectual stallion he’d toiled to become, replaced by a subservient and lowly sow whose sole purpose was to pray his betters used his body like a sex-toy.

“Thank you!!!” he maddeningly screamed, as his gut warmed and swelled outward with his master’s gift. “Thank you thank you thankyouthankyouthankyou…”

Unhinged by the raw ecstasy of finding his true calling, it was all he could do to gibber and writhe beneath the stud, acting as a depository for the superior creature’s essence. In spite of the harsh treatment and mind-bending rapture, he absentmindedly pawed and rubbed his swollen belly. Had he not known better, he could swear he both felt and looked like an expectant mare, and the thought brought with it an oddly comforting and arousing wave of euphoria.

“She almost looks knocked up,” Stellar remarked, crawling forward to lovingly fondle the stud’s rapidly emptying nuts.

Induna hummed and raised a brow, looking the cum-drunk failure of a stallion over. “Perhaps I should call in a favor. There are those of my tribe who brew potions which may help with situations like these.”

The mare started, clearly intrigued by the idea. “Oh?”

“Yes,” the zebra intoned, “elixirs which would soften her curves, expand her bust, and diminish her clit to a useless, permanently flaccid nub.”

Though Sunburst was only partially aware of what was being said, the mention of being feminized to better suit his role brought him to focus. Looking between his mother and master, tiredly smiling at them, he tried and failed to push himself up. His throat felt raw from all the screaming, it felt like his limbs weighed thousands of pounds, and his sense of self was in shambles, yet there was something he needed to say.

“I…I’ll - Cough - I’ll be a good mare, I promise,” he meekly croaked, wiping the tears from his cheek.

“If that’s true, you’ll have to prove it. Whore,” Induna snarled, glowering down at the mare, “when I pull out, plug her to keep my seed in her belly. If she truly wishes to become my pet, with a body to match her slatternly desires, she will find the strength to accompany us to my associate’s home.”

Mutely complying with his order, as the zebra sluggishly stepped back and freed his length, Stellar corked her son’s ass with the stopper-like plug. It took everything Sunburst had to roll to his side, both feeling and hearing the tremendous load sloshing around within his gut, but he somehow managed to turn and fall to the floor. As he shakily pushed himself up, determined to earn his right as a mare, he found himself facing the stud’s - his stud’s semi-flaccid, cum-slathered length.

“Lick me clean, Slut,” Induna demanded, slapping the femcolt’s cheek with his cock, “then we can go out.”

Reverently reaching out and stroking the midnight length of flesh, mopping the lube and spunk from its velvety skin, Sunburst swallowed down mouthful after mouthful. He’d soon take the final step, committing his mind, body, and soul to his betters, but there was something he had to say first. Taking the briefest pause and rearing back, grinning from ear to ear, he drew a shuddering breath.

“Thank you, Sir…”