Zebra Anthology

Trixie lingered outside the classroom and held tightly to her cloak. The soft discussions of her students, plus the fact that she was already ten minutes late, told her that everyone who was going to be attending was already inside, but she was reluctant to enter. Taking a deep breath, she released a shuddering sigh and did what she could to steel herself as she stepped inside.

“S…settle down, everyone,” she falteringly announced while trotting to the lectern.

She wasn’t normally this nervous to speak to anyone, much less the class she’d been teaching for the better part of a semester, yet she had good reason to be apprehensive. Feeling the cool air drift up beneath the fabric covering her, she shivered. Though she was supposed to be continuing her lecture from last week about sleight of hand and stage magic, there’d been an abrupt and unforeseen change of plans.

Stopping behind the podium, she cleared her throat and gazed out and the two dozen students assembled. Each and every one of her pupils were seniors, on the cusp of adulthood and only a few months from graduating from the School of Friendship, which was one reason why her impromptu lesson was so important. Since everyone, be they pony or not, would be finding their niche soon, they had to be ready for an essential life skill.

“So we’re going to do something a little different today,” she began, keeping her cloak firmly closed. “Today we’re going to have a - um - practical p…presentation.”

Diamond Tiara, a young unicorn mare, rolled her eyes in her seat. “What’s so different about that? You do tricks and stuff all the time…”

Rubbing her dampened thighs together, Trixie felt blood rush to her cheeks. “W…well I’m going to have an assistant today.”

Glancing to the door and two figures lurking just outside, she swallowed hard. There was still time for her to turn back, to leave and not make a spectacle of herself, but that would come with a price. When life closes one door, it would open another - even with that in mind, following through with her task was no simple matter. She’d rehearsed what she was going to do for days on end, encouraged and reassured by her marefriend that it would be worth it, although actually following through with it wasn’t going to be easy.

“I’m sure y…you…” Her voice cracked and her heart began to race as the tall, muscular stud strolled into the classroom. “I’m s…sure you all know Mugu…”

“Sup,” the Zebrican stallion called, waving to his classmates after closing the door behind himself.

The students collectively groaned at his appearance. He was a troublemaker from the day he’d started attending the school, either picking on or flirting with his fellow pupils on a daily basis, so she could understand his less than welcoming reception. She quickly looked him over, paying no regard to his casual attire, before turning her attention back to her class.

With only one thing left to do, she threw her arms wide and opened her cloak. Her heart pounded in her chest, her lungs burned, and panic gripped her as the students she’d worked long and hard to earn respect from gasped and went wide eyed. Instead of slacks or a skirt and a blouse, not a single article of clothing rested beneath the flowing fabric hanging over her shoulders.

“T…today…” she stammered, her voice barely a whisper. Momentarily clamping her eyes closed, assailed by the hushed murmurs of her students, she clamped her jaw and remembered her training. “Today y…you’re going to learn about Zebrican s…studs!”

Her voice rang clear and silenced the room. Though it had been many, many years ago, there’d been a time when she’d been uneasy performing her tricks for an audience. Drawing from her experience on stage, she closed her eyes and collected herself. If she wanted what she’d been promised, she had to do this.

Lifting her head, she gazed out at her class and folded her arms under her bare breasts. “As you can see, I’m dressed for the occasion,” she warily laughed. The students gawked at her, and justly so, yet the attention bolstered her resolve. “I’m sure some of you are wondering about these,” she continued, waving a hand at the black stripes painted over her. “These are an acknowledgement of respect for just how superior zebra studs are.”

The remark seemed to cut through the students’ shock, making several grimace or sneer. She could understand their derision and doubt - heck, she hadn’t believed Zebrican stallions were any different from regular ponies, but that had changed after she’d been bedded by one. Glancing over at Mugu, she eyed the bulge in his shorts and trembled with anticipation.

“I can see we have some skeptics in the audience,” she noted, crossing to him and slowly squatting down. Positioning herself before him, she brought her hands to the waistband of his shorts. “Allow me to prove what I’m talking about.”

If her class thought they’d just gotten an eyeful from seeing her naked, they were about to be in for one heck of a surprise. She moved slowly and methodically as she unbuttoned his shorts and pulled down his fly. Regardless of what type of theatrics she was doing, there was an art to working a crowd. Hooking her fingers over his trunks and boxers, she gradually pulled his attire downward and steadily revealed his semi-rigid stallionhood.

The irony of the situation, though scandalous to a fault, didn’t escape her. She’d been awestruck by just how incredibly endowed he was when she’d first seen what he was packing, and her students were no less amazed. As she released his garments and let them fall around his ankles, shifting one hand to his shaft, her marehood clenched in anticipation.

Shifting and looking out to her pupils, she beamed. “See what I mean?”

The silence was deafening, although the classroom’s reaction spoke volumes. Many of her students sat slack-jawed, others covered their mouths, yet she and her assistant were the focal point of attention. Shuffling back slightly and giving herself some room, she turned her body so that everybody could see her sopping wet loins and rock-hard nipples.

“As I was saying, Zebricans are incredible studs,” she proclaimed, stroking Mugu off with one hand while caressing her snatch with the other. “Not only are they bigger and more well-equipped than any Equestrian could ever dream to be, but they’re extremely productive.”

To hammer her point home, she walked her fingers down from his shaft and to his succulent, heavy balls. A single load from him was enough to knock up a mare many times over, the potency and volume of his seed being staggering, although she’d only seen how incredible he was. After watching him fuck Starlight into a coma on several occasions, only being allowed to spectate and masturbate, she’d do anything to anything to take her place as his lover - which was why she was essentially nude and well on her way to earning her pink slip at the school.

She kept her eyes on her pupils as she leaned over to Mugu, opened her mouth, and ran her tongue up his length. There was no way she wasn’t going to be fired after this, but losing her job wasn’t the worst thing in the world. Having gotten by for most of her life with parlor tricks, she’d be able to make a living easily enough - as a matter of fact, after word got out about how she’d been fired, she could probably start raking in bits by catering to a more adult audience.

Breathing in his musk and nearly succumbing to her lecherous urges, she recoiled and shook her head. She’d get what she wanted soon enough - until then, she had to concentrate and follow through with Starlight’s scheme. Abandoning her halfhearted to massage her aching nethers, she clutched his shaft in both hands and lifted his stallionhood to her face.

“First of all, a zebra stallion must be respected,” she stated, peering up and into his eyes. “Sir, may I suck your big, fat cock?”

Mugu nodded and motioned down at his crotch. “Knock yourself out…”

She could have waxed poetic about him for ages, going on and on about his size and how perfect he’d be to breed a mare or fuck the cum out of any sissy he so chose, but talk was cheap. With every eye upon her, she kissed and licked the fat head of his cock. The flavor of his sweat and unwashed flesh was enough for her to get off to - she’d know, she’d done so many, many times.

As she worshiped him for the virile bastard that he was, she thought back to their first encounter - well, their first amorous encounter. She never would have guessed that Starlight was the type of mare to cheat on her, having been with her for a few years at this point, yet she’d been flabbergasted to discover her expectations had been.

After walking in on her marefriend getting positively demolished by the stud, all she could do was stare in awe. Despite having no interest in stallions, an unfamiliar compulsion had seized her. She watched as Starlight was driven from one climax to the next, howling in a way she’d never heard before, and she eventually did the only thing she could think of - she had joined them.

She kept her eyes on his face as she sucked him off. While it was true that she enjoyed her job at the School of Friendship and that she was fond of her students, she would gladly give up her career to experience what Starlight got on an almost daily basis. Her role in their threesomes was a fluffer of sorts, warming up Mugu or Starlight before they fucked like animals or cleaning them up once they were done, but she was going to change that. After today, acting like a two-bit whore in front of a packed classroom, she’d get what she longed for.

Wincing and forcing her head forward, having quickly taken a lungful of air, she throated him. The trepidation of blowing a stallion almost half her age gradually faded and was consumed by her lust. Buck it - now that everyone in the room could see her for the needy slut she was, she had nothing to worry about. She blinked away a tear as she bobbed her head, lavishing the underside of his shaft with her tongue all the while.

It was hard not to play with herself would be an understatement. She’d only masturbated once while watching Mugu reside Starlight’s cunt - after that, she’d been forbidden from touching herself while in their company. While she could and always did run off to furiously fuck or finger-bang herself after the pair were through with each other, the relief she felt was fleeting at best and downright nonexistent at worst.

Hearing a small outburst from her soon to be former pupils, she glanced over and noticed that she wasn’t the only one enjoying herself. Several of the students, both mares and stallions alike, were subtly or not so subtly rubbing themselves to her exhibitionistic display. Seeing their arousal did nothing to deter her - on the contrary, it made the temptation to stroke her clit or twist her nipples even more difficult to deny.

The good news was that she’d executed her duties to the letter, showing off her striped body before swabbing her throat with Mugu’s stallionhood for all to see - the bad news was that her torment was unimaginable. She was supposed to mop his length until she was instructed to stop. Would she be left blowing him for minutes or the entire duration of the class period? In the end, only Mugu could say.

Her sapphire lipstick smeared on his shaft clashed with his obsidian flesh, tear-streaked mascara ran down her cheeks, and a small puddle of nectar formed and cooled on the floor beneath her winking marehood, yet she didn’t - couldn’t slow. To stop or yield to ravenous yearning for relief would ruin any chance she had at having him rut her - as such, she summoned every bit of her determination and choked herself on his stallionhood.

Realistically, she couldn’t have blown him for more than a few minutes - that being said, the short amount of time felt like a small eternity. He shifted above her, having gone without laying a finger on her throughout the entire affair, and pushed two fingers to his lips. As his loud, clear whistle cut through the air, she went motionless when the door opened.

She impulsively leaned ever so slightly to the side and peered to the exit, though she made sure to keep her lips around his dick. Trotting over to her without a care in the world, adorned in a long, nondescript duster, was none other than Starlight Glimmer, the love of her life. Her heart swelled and her depths quivered, though not for her marefriend - no, the appearance of her paramour meant that she’d finally, at long last, get what she’d been waiting the better part of a month for.

“Has she done well?” Starlight purred, trotting over and hugging Mugu’s neck.

All but forgetting about the unicorn slobbering on his cock, he lowered a hand, clutched Starlight’s ass and pulled her close. “Decent,” he grunted. “For a carpet muncher, she’s gotten better at working a cock.”

Glancing down at Trixie with an impish glint in her eye, Starlight chuckled. “That just means she’ll be extra snug for you.”

Unsure of what to say or do, Trixie continued nursing on his dick while fondling his nuts. She would have thought that seeing her lover being so comfortable and intimate with someone else, especially a stallion, would anger her, although it only heightened her arousal. As the duo expectantly gazed down at her, she steadily leaned back and withdrew herself from his endowment.

“Students,” Starlight flatly exclaimed, bringing the class to order and causing the pupils to fall silent, “I know you’ve all been through sex ed, but now you’ll get to observe how a stallion impregnates a mare.”

“W…what?!” Trixie blurted, bolting to her feet. “I’m all for getting railed out, but I didn’t -”

Looking over at her, Starlight smirked. “He’s going to knock me up whether or not he puts a bun in your oven.”

Trixie’s jaw flapped uselessly as her mind struggled to process what she’d just heard. She and Starlight had discussed starting a family with one another, either adopting a foal or having one of them volunteering themselves to be inseminated, but that had just been pillow talk - at least she’d assumed it had been pillow talk. Finding herself at an impasse, unable to speak, she started when her marefriend coolly trotted over to her.

“Just imagine the two of us serving him,” Starlight whispered in her ear. “Heavy with his foals while we make out around his incredible stallionhood. Come on, I know you want it…”

Of all the arguments Starlight could have made, the sinful promise of serving their bull was the most ruinously enticing. Inching back and locking eyes with her marefriend, she gulped. Her life had taken a number of twists and turns, almost all of which had been unexpected, so was it really that strange that she could settle down with her lover and a barely legal stallion? Though her mouth had gone dry, she nodded.

“Only…only if…” she sputtered, finding it difficult to speak.

With a wolfish smile slowly splitting her muzzle, Starlight leaned in. “Only if…?”

“Only if you don’t h…hog him so much,” she meekly murmured.

Mugu burst into laughter, stepped over, and clapped her on the shoulder. “Trust me, I’ll leave you both so cum-drunk that you don’t know what day it is.”

Exhaling, Trixie tensely snickered. “Buck it - let’s do it.”

Starlight turned to the class, wiggled her shoulders, and let the trench coat fall from her frame. Like Trixie, she was bereft of any clothing and painted with thick, black stripes. Now that everyone was in agreement that the presentation would include breeding, it was time for the real show to get started.

“Feel free to get closer, everyone,” she exclaimed, waving the students forward.

Walking to the edge of the teacher’s desk, Trixie seated herself and reclined. Excluding the addition of getting knocked up, she was following her script perfectly. With her legs lifted and splayed towards the class, everyone in attendance was given a glimpse of her meaty lower lips and a peek at her succulent pink depths. If she somehow hadn’t crossed a line of what would get her ejected from the school already, she sure as heck was about to.

Mugu stepped over and grabbed her right ankle in one hand, pulled her tush to the very edge of the desk, and flopped his stallionhood onto her groin. The heat and weight of his shaft resting against her was nearly as terrifying as the realization of just how insanely big he was. She’d seen him hilt Starlight on numerous occasions, but to see how massive his cock was while draped on her abdomen gave her a moment’s hesitation.

The tip of his length came to just above her belly button, and that wasn’t even taking into account how girthy he was. While she had fooled around with some pretty big sex-toys in her day, usually after she’d had one too many to drink, even the largest paled in comparison to his tool. He was going to ruin in more ways than one, resizing her pussy and potentially dealing a crippling blow to her sexuality, but it was too late to back down now.

A few of the bolder students stood from their seats and gathered around, each vying for a good spot to spectate the impending show, while Starlight smiled to them each in turn. “Like Trixie said, Zebrican studs are more than equipped to get the job done - so much so that pony stallions really can’t compare. I’ll arrange a lecture next week to discuss what inferior males can do in a future lesson - for now, I’d like everyone to watch closely.”

Right on cue, holding the base of his dick in one hand, Mugu backed away and brought his cock-head to Trixie’s entrance. His focus lay solely on her, staring down at her vulnerable form, as he pressed his hips forward. The pressure on her cunt steadily increased, making her squirm and grab the sides of the table to hold herself steady, while she did everything in her power to relax herself.

Some foreplay may have made things a bit easier for her, loosening her up for the monolithic intrusion, but all she had to rely on was her resolve and the muttering of the students watching her. It was hard for her to hear what everyone was saying, trying to focus on not tensing up though she was, although it seemed as though some doubted he’d be able to fit in her nearly virginal confines. Taking a deep breath, holding it for a moment, then blowing through her pursed lips, she bore down and kept her fingers crossed that things would work out in her favor.

Keeping her eyes shut, feeling as though she had a fist jammed against her marehood, her wish was ultimately granted. In an all but literal flash, her entrance yielded and nearly half of his length to be buried within her. The sensation was unlike anything she’d felt before, easily the most intense thing she’d ever experienced, and it brought with it devastated her on an existential level.

She’d climaxed in all sorts of ways in the past, from using toys and rubbing herself to being eaten out or toyed with until her endurance crumbled - unfortunately for her, nothing could have prepared her for the ruinous pleasure that drowned out her very being. Her white-knuckle grip on the desk and his iron grasp on her legs were the only things that kept her from spasming off the wooden surface. An unfamiliar, shrill sound anchored her to reality - a sound that she ultimately realized was her own howling of rapture.

Any control she had over her body went straight out the window. She threw her head back, her marehood violently contracted around him, and a flood of climactic juices dribbled from her stuffed entrance as he began sawing his length in and out of her. Heedless or uncaring of her plight, he sought only to satisfy himself and his audience.

She couldn’t think - Tartarus, she could barely breathe, yet she was given no respite from the unfathomable, overwhelming rapture of being dominated so thoroughly. All but one of the spectators stared on in awe, too appalled, dismayed, or enthralled to do anything otherwise, but one of them decided to act. Bending forward and over the table, Starlight ran a hand over Trixie’s belly.

“See the bulge?” Starlight asked, caressing the imprint of Mugu’s stallionhood. “Her womb should be right here…”

As she finished speaking, Starlight took a more active role with her. Trixie screamed to the heavens as her marefriend began rubbing her clit and playing with her nipples. It was at that moment that she came to a startling realization. Sex as she’d come to think of it, experiencing the sensual caress of another mare, was nothing more than a pitiful shadow of what it was truly like to be bedded.

Wracked with one climax after another, she gushed nectar and screamed like a beast possessed. She could practically feel herself slipping away, the lesbian she’d thought she was crumbling to reveal a new, incredible form of herself. No matter what happened between her and Starlight, irrespective of if Mugu would take them in as his personal broodmares, she understood that she would never be satisfied with just the touch of another mare.

Mugu’s technique and stallionhood proved to be an apocalyptic mix. Even if she tried to hold herself back, she wouldn’t have been able to keep herself from climaxing over and over and over again. Her eyes rolled wildly, her toes curled, and saliva crept past her lips and down the side of her muzzle while she was reborn.

Drawing in a familiar scent, she peeked down and saw Starlight’s marehood a few inches from her snout. At some point or another, though she knew not when, her marefriend had crawled onto her to lap at her clit and the monstrous cock rearranging her insides. Though she loved every second of the extra stimulation, it would have been impossible for her to reciprocate her lover’s affection.

Feeling as though she was about to slip from her mortal coil, having lost track of how many times she’d cum, she became aware of Mugu’s hastening pace. The striped stud had lost all rhythm, screwing her in a frenzy, and the sensation of his cock-head swelling and beating against her cervix left little room for doubt. Comprehending that he was at his limit, she filled her lungs and gave voice to her newfound desires.

“Breed me!” she shouted.

Whether it was by coincidence or not made little difference - in any case, he gave her what she wanted. Hilting himself fully, forcing the bloated crown of his stallionhood into her defenseless, cum-starved womb, he painted her depths with virile seed. She knew in an instant that his seed would bear fruit, that he was impregnating her in front of her students and marefriend alike, it completed her baptism.

The climax which struck her was unlike any other, powerful in a way that defied reasoning, and she nearly blacked out because of it. All strength fled from her limbs, her vision tunneled and went unfocused, and she could feel her gut bloating slightly from the sheer volume of jizz being pumped into her. She’d done it, she’d fulfilled everything Starlight and Mugu had asked of her, and she had no regrets.

If it was true that there was no rest for the wicked, she must have been a villainous pony indeed. Barely able to lift her head, she watched as Mugu unsheathed his length from her battered confines, walked around the desk, and placed his hands on Starlight’s hips. She’d be the first to admit that she wasn’t the smartest pony around, but it didn’t take a genius to figure out what was about to happen.

As Starlight was pulled back slightly, Trixie closed her head and extended her tongue. She hadn’t asked for any assistance while nearly getting screwed into a coma, so it was only fair that she returned the favor. With her tongue gliding over Mugu’s dick while it sank into her lover’s cunt, she smiled. Her class had witnessed a perfect example of a mare getting bred, but another lesson wasn’t going to hurt anything…