Zebra Anthology

Stellar Flare considered herself a very lucky mare for a number of reasons - chief amongst which being that she’d somehow managed to bag an absolute beefcake of a zebra, one who was nearly half her age, strong as an ox, domineering to a fault, and incredibly well hung. Be darned if she could explain exactly why Induna, her young, virile lover, but he’d made it very clear that she was his and his alone - an offer she’d practically leapt at. Being no spring chicken, with her prospects of finding a mate dwindling by the day, she was overjoyed with her assertive stallion, yet her budding relationship had resulted in a curious and totally unforeseen snag.

Shortly after her not-so-little stud had moved in with her, she’d noticed that her son, Sunburst, had started acting peculiarly. It wasn’t long after she’d spoken with him, telling him that she’d entered a relationship with one of the Zebrican refugees, he’d made an impromptu visit, then a second and a third, until he was coming to see her twice a month. In and of itself, seeing him would have been a joy, although she quickly discovered he was much more interested in her suitor than herself.

She’d always been keenly aware that Sunburst had struggled with mares, and had often presumed he may have been playing for the other team, but his fascination with Induna had practically confirmed her suspicions about him. The way he looked at the tall, muscular zebra, how he’d sneak furtive glances at the stud’s groin, and his subtle blushing and tented slacks made her assumptions about his sexual preferences all the more clear. While some mares may have been disappointed with finding out their son was interested in guys, she found it rather endearing - in fact, she and her mate wanted to help him with his bashful urges.

Having discussed Sunburst’s dilemma and sheepish nature with Induna, a plan was devised - a plan which she hastily put into action. Having invited Sunburst over to stay for a weekend, promising him a home cooked meal and some quality time to catch up, it didn’t take long for her little scheme to bear fruit. It only took a matter of hours for his reply to appear via magically mailed scroll, with him enthusiastically accepting her offer.

That following weekend, just as she’d planned, she met him at the train station and escorted him back to their family home. The first day of his stay had been unassuming enough, with her preparing a meal for him and her lover, chatting about current events, and then going out for ice cream. For all intents and purposes, it had been a relatively boring afternoon, with nothing of note occurring whatsoever, but that was by design. It was only after she’d wished him a good night, retiring to her room with Induna for the evening, did she set things in motion.

Leaving the door to her bedchamber cracked open, knowing full well that her son’s room shared a wall with her own, she saw herself into the shower to make ready. Ordinarily speaking, she wouldn’t have even dreamt of having sex while Sunburst was home - then again, between her lover’s voracious sexual appetite, her own wildly rebounded libido, and her scheme, she almost felt obligated to act out of character. Hastily rinsing herself off and stepping out of the shower, without so much as toweling off, she walked out of the restroom.

“Is he in his room?” she quietly asked, spotting Induna by the door.

“If he’s not in bed yet, he will be shortly,” the titanic stallion rumbled, his sonorous voice like two grinding boulders. Turning to fully face the mare, he stepped over and unabashedly cupped her bosoms. “Speaking of beds, perhaps you should present yourself on ours.”

Smirking up at him, savoring the sensation of his strong, thick fingers against her breasts, she slipped a hand into his shorts. “I will be soon enough, but not before I get you nice and warmed up…”

Without another word, she sank into a deep squat, spread her legs, and brought her muzzle to his groin. Even while fully clothed, it was almost impossible to miss the imprint of his gargantuan package. She’d often fantasized about hooking up with a mountain of a stallion, especially in her youth, but she could never have guessed that she’d be lucky enough to meet, let alone woo someone so large and attractive! Steadily pulling down his trunks, with her mouth starting to water, she unveiled his monstrous package.

Roughly as long as her forearm and virtually as thick, his cock was, in a single word, godly. Obsidian flesh covered his length, an angry vein snaked along one side, and a pair of fist-sized nuts, each easily capable of knocking a mare up several times over, were the perfect accoutrements to the sheer magnitude of his endowment. There had been mornings where she’d simply laid there and marveled at his loins, oftentimes nonchalantly rubbing herself and thanking Celestia for the good fortune of meeting him, but looking only did so much. Shuffling forward, with one hand on her knee and the other inching towards her slavering nethers, she wrapped her lips around the blunted head of his stallionhood.

She’d never given much thought about zebra stallions, having always reasoned they weren’t much different than any other pony species, yet it didn’t take her long to discover how wrong she was. The aroma of their potent musk was enough to make her marehood ache, the sight of their adonic bodies sent shivers up their spine, the taste of their sweat made her heart flutter, and the sound of their sonorous, imperious voices begged her to worship them, although those paled in comparison to the carnal delights they had to offer. As the earthy flavor of his unwashed length washed over her tongue, she sank to fingers into her drooling snatch and committed herself.

Though she couldn’t speak for every mare, she’d quickly come to realize just how much of a blessing in disguise the influx of zebras had been. Practically all of the stallions were huge and exceptionally well built, very easy on the eyes, but the best part was how forward they were when it came to romantic pursuits. It had taken Induna less than an afternoon to profess his interest in her, after she’d employed him to help with work in the yard, and had bedded her that same night; after that, she’d found herself well and thoroughly wrapped around his finger, amongst one other particularly girthy thing he had.

Feeling him clutch the back of her skull, she hastily drew a breath and relaxed her throat. To say that he was demanding would be a bit of an understatement, using her like an object to sate his desires, yet she loved every second of it. After having gone for years without the slightest bit of amorous affection, his assertive behavior was and rough treatment of her was exactly what she’d needed. Holding her head in place, firmly grasping her shoulder length mane, he bucked his hips and drove his shaft down her gullet.

Though her eyes watered and throat painfully stretched around him, her depths clenched around her soaked digits. The feeling of being used drove her absolutely wild, especially because of the disparity of their ages, to the point where she had and would do things for him that she’d never considered before. In truth, it hadn’t been her idea to leave the door open or have what would undoubtedly be very loud sex to catch her son peeping - no, Induna had thought it up himself.

Grunting and plowing her face, heedless or uncaring of the tears creeping down her cheeks or the saliva dangling from her chin, the colossal grinned down at her. His smile alone was nearly enough to make her climax on the spot, causing her thighs to tremble and pulse to race, although she knew the best was yet to come. Gagging and sputtering around his length, dutifully mopping his shaft with her lips, she drew sips of air if and when she was able.

“I wonder if your son will look as cute with my cock in their mouth,” Induna mused, pulling her forward and grinding her nose against the thick folds of his sheath. “Would you like to see me ruin him?”

His grip relaxed and his hand moved away, allowing her to rear back and clear her airway. Coughing pre-cum from her throat, pawing at her tender neck, she peered up at him. It was the first he’d mentioned about actually doing anything with Sunburst, so it took her a moment to react - a moment which cost her dearly. Grabbing her hair and wrenching her head back, he leaned in and brought his nose to within an inch of her snout.

“Or would it be that you’re scared I’ll enjoy destroying him and making him my bitch more than you?” he snarled.

“I…I…” she stammered, as a maelstrom of fear and panic beset her thoughts, “I want to help you ruin him?”

The titan cocked his head and squinted, possibly taken aback by her spontaneous reply. “Oh really now?”

“Yes,” she bleated, reaching out to adoringly massage and fondle his profound balls, “I want you to show him how amazing zebras really are!”

While her response had been uttered out of fear, it wasn’t without a grain of truth. If showing her son how amazing zebras could be meant her sharing her lover with him and toeing the line of the taboo, she’d do it - not just because the thought of him becoming a striped devotee was extraordinarily and inexplicably arousing, but because she genuinely wished for him to experience the raw intensity and unmatched passion of the banded giants. Wriggling her head free, she shot forward and drew her tongue over her lover’s immense nuts.

“In that case,” he continued, stepping back and putting her adoration to an abrupt halt, “get on the bed and spread your legs. After I’m done with you, I’m sure even your neighbors will know who you belong to…”

Enthusiastically nodding, she got to her feet and flung herself onto the nearby mattress. His mention of the neighbors was a moot point, considering the whole town knew of her youthful mate. It would have been obvious enough knowing they were an item, given how often they went out together, but he was often quite nonchalant about being affectionate with her. Kissing, flirting, or even openly groping her in public were common, and they’d even fucked in the local movie theater once, so there was no hiding the fact that they’d become intimate.

Rolling onto her back and splaying her legs, she reached between her supple thighs and spread her meaty, lower lips. She’d never been the brazen type, having been relatively sexually reserved for her entire life, but being with Induna had changed all that. There was something captivating about him, and the sex was downright addictive, so the list of things she wouldn’t or hadn’t done to please him grew shorter and shorter by the day. While she’d always considered herself an independent mare, he’d shown her the truth and unveiled what she really was - just an item to serve and please him.

“There’s a good girl,” he chuckled, stepping between her outstretched legs to smack his length against her neatly trimmed mound. “Now beg for it.”

“Fuck me, please,” she whimpered, unable to look away from his imposingly wondrous stallionhood.

Shaking his head from side to side, he inched backward and pressed the fat tip of his cock to her entrance. “You’ll have to be louder than that, how else do you expect your son to hear how much of a whore you’ve become?”

Looking to the empty doorway, fully aware that her son lingered on the other side of a perilously thin wall, her thoughts ran rampant. If she didn’t do what he asked, she’d more than likely be left without the gratifying release of a thorough rutting, but it could potentially be worse than that. She hadn’t denied his advances or his petitions to debase herself, regardless of how degrading they could and often would be, so refusing to do what he asked may well lead to him moving on to greener, younger, more fertile pastures.

“Please,” she falteringly stated, glancing at his face, “I need it.”

“If you really needed it,” he snickered, prodding her quivering sex, “you’d say it like you meant it.”

Feeling a cold bead of sweat roll down her back, in stark contrast to the warmth permeating from her lower abdomen, her indecision fractured. “Fuck me!” she blared, locking her ankles around his waist while attempting to pull him forward. “Take that fat cock and screw my braaaAAAHHHHHHN!”

Her plea died, replaced by a shrill wail of bliss, as he rammed his hips forward and instantaneously sheathed his behemoth in her taut depths. The sensation of her cunt going from totally vacant to absolutely stuffed full of dick was impossible to describe, a wondrous and terrifying combination of pleasure and discomfort, yet it was one of the myriad of reasons she adored him. Not only was he immeasurably well-hung, but he held nothing back.

Triumphantly bucking against her, crushing her womb in the process, a wolfish smirk split his muzzle. He wasn’t typically one to toy with her, leaving her to presume that having Sunburst at home had sparked some particularly sadistic flame within him. Grabbing one of her knees in each arm, he hauled her ass to the very edge of the bed, rolled his hips back, and started plowing her like a field in spring.

Whether or not she had company in the house was of little consequence, as she howled out like a blissful banshee. To say being claimed by such a paragon of masculinity would be an understatement, so great was the mind-sundering ecstasy he afforded. The bed creaked and groaned beneath them, her wails reverberated throughout the room, and his grunting were a symphony of sin, a testament to their primal desires.

Though it was a fool’s errand, she tried in vain to clench around his pistoning shaft. She realized he could have chosen someone far more youthful, sowing his seed within them to start a family, yet he’d picked her of all ponies, and no thanks would ever be enough to repay him. As she rocked back and forth atop the sheets, slammed forward and drawn back by his unstoppable plunges, her hands shot to her chest.

While there was only so much she could do to make him feel good, with her depths being damn near virginal for someone his size, there were still ways she could please him. Raising her voice, mewling louder than before, she fiercely gripped a nipple in each hand and pulled. The slatternly display drew an approved grunt from the stud and hastened the pace of his pounding hips, pushing her to the very cusp of release.

The additional pleasure of playing with her teats, aside from getting the stallion all the more heated, proved to be just what she needed to slip over the edge. Her marehood convulsed and gushed a torrent of climactic nectar, while her mouth hung open in a silent scream, as she was overwhelmed with ecstasy. Though he’d made her cum more times than she could dare count, each was as awe inspiring and profound as the last.

She couldn’t say if every zebra stallion was as adept at satisfying mares as Induna, but he was far and away the most skillful lover she’d ever had. Finding her voice, motivated by the insatiable need for more, she fitfully bucked up to meet his thrusts. Between his massive size, impeccable technique, and just how forceful he was, she didn’t have a choice but to become putty in his big, strong hands - still, as overjoyed with him as she was, she couldn’t help but regret not finding him or a similarly impressive striped stud sooner.

Compared to every pony she’d ever shared a bed with, her mate was on an entirely different level. While she didn’t have all that many friends who openly discussed their love lives, she had noticed that a growing number of mares had taken zebras as partners - not like she could blame them. After her first night with Induna, she didn’t think she could go back to just any other stallion.

As her climax dwindled off, already rebounding and growing towards yet another orgasm, his motions abruptly grew to a halt. The sensation of him stopping shook her brack to the present, evoking a sense of panic and heartbreak in her lust-addled mind. Peering up at him, seeing his head turned towards the door, she followed his gaze and went rigid. There, peeking in from the hallway, was the unmistakable shock of vermillion mane and cyan eyes of her son.

“Come in,” Induna intoned, lifting and waving a hand. “If you’d like to watch, you may as well give yourself a closer look.”

The statement caused Stellar’s blood to run cold, but not as cold as when her boy actually obeyed the titan. Pushing the door open and timidly entering the chamber, wearing not but a pair of briefs and a t-shirt, Sunburst anxiously looked between her and the giant impaling her. Being caught in the act would have been disconcerting enough, but having her son seeing her in such an unbecoming way was beyond degrading.

“Good colt,” the zebra chuckled. “Now then, here’s what you’re going to do. I’ll give you a show,” he added, smirking down at the heavily blushing mare, “and make you cum, but there’s a small price to be paid. Sunburst, strip naked and sit beside your mother. Stellar, you’re going to explain to your son why you have taken a zebra lover.”

“D…do I have to?” Sunburst stammered, the tent in his underwear speaking to the contrary of his reluctance.

“You will do as I say, if you ever want to experience the same joys as your mother…” the stud growled.

She was shocked with the direction things had taken, though not nearly as shocked by seeing her son slowly undress and hesitantly crawl onto the bed. She hadn’t seen Sunburst naked since he’d been a small foal, and she’d had no intention of seeing him nude since, but the sight of him steadily moving towards her redoubled her mounting anxiety - that was, until Induna gave her a particularly hard thrust. In the blink of an eye, her apprehension was replaced by rapture.

“Here’s what you’re going to do,” the giant hummed, fucking her at a slow but steady rhythm. “Tell him all the ways that we zebras are superior, and don’t forget to point out how he could never dare dream to match our carnal prowess.”

The raw pleasure coursing through her demanded she oblige, and so her eyes wandered over to her progeny. Kneeling just at her side, easily within arms reach, she looked from his flushed face, down his slender frame, and to his groin. The sight of his stallionhood, if it could even be called that, was almost laughable compared to her hulking mate’s.

“Go on,” the stud urged, angling his hips upward to better accost her g-spot.

“I…it’s so good,” she whimpered, subconsciously reaching to her groin and massaging her clit. “He’s - Oh fuck - he’s so much better than a pony.”

Though Sunburst twisted in place, slipping glances at behemoth stallionhood utterly ruining her cunt, while his prick excitedly twitched. It was painfully obvious that he was enjoying the show, even if he wouldn’t freely admit it, and his actions were a testament to that fact. Keeping his lips sealed, one hand crept to his crotch while the other moved to his chest.

“Did I say you could touch yourself?” Induna snarled, causing the lad to start. As the young stallion’s arms hung limply to his sides, bearing a pained expression, the titan’s expression softened. “Good…If you do as I say and listen, you’ll learn that serving a real stallion has its own rewards. Observe…”

Launching into a merciless series of plunges, effectively jackhammering into Stellar, he made the mare cum in a matter of seconds. Her body twisted and spasmed, fem-cum lewdly gushed and squelched from her battered cunt, and she screamed out in ecstasy, while she was driven past her limits. Sunburst could only watch the obscene display, as a bead of clear pre-cum oozed from the tip of his meager length.

“Whore,” the stud huffed, keeping up his breakneck pace, “tell him how he could never compare with one such as myself.”

With her sanity all but gone, cast into a maddening sea of lust, Stellar looked to her son with a crazed look in her eyes. “There’s no way you could!” she guffawed, peeking at his minuscule endowment. “I’m actually relieved you’re a sissy, because you’d never be able to satisfy a mare with that pathetic little -”

“N…ngh…” his restrained whimper cut him off, as pitiful, thin seed dribbled from his shaft.

The sight was so unexpected and pitiful that she couldn’t hold back her laughter. “How sad is - Aaaaahn!”

Either pleased by the humiliation of her son or that she’d just willingly degraded her own offspring, Induna redoubled his efforts. It was all she could do to groan and cry out in bliss, while he pulled her legs apart and drove her ankles to either side of her head. She didn’t care that her son was a faggot - she didn’t care that she’d was being defiled in front of her only child - the only thing she gave a damn about was earning her stud’s precious foal-batter.

Feeling him starting to flair, sensing him throb harder and faster with each passing second, she knew his time was growing short. As the tip of his length swelled to nearly double its original size, locking itself against her womb, the pitch of her braying reached a crescendo. Some part of her knew she couldn’t be able to live without him, that she’d do anything he wanted, but she’d given up any hope of going without him or the rapture he gave her.

As his scalding cream flooded into her, evoking yet another climax, her mind went blank. Pony mares simply weren’t made to withstand the sexual power of a zebra stallion in rut, and she was no different than the rest of them. Weaving in and out of consciousness, only vaguely aware of him moving from atop her, she senselessly gazed at the ceiling. Induna stepped forward and knelt above her head, filling her vision with his weighty testes and cum-slickened length, before the silence was eventually broken.

“Sunburst,” the stud commanded, “lick me clean.”

Too weary to be shocked, Stellar watched her son shuffle over and eagerly mop the zebra’s length with his tongue. As strange as it was to admit, a part of her was happy that her baby-boy seemed to be enjoying himself, despite the scandalous and wholly inappropriateness of the scene. Shakily lifting her head, knowing better than to be told, she pressed her muzzle against her lover’s and began to lavish them with kisses.

“Do you wish to be treated like your mother?” Induna asked, sounding almost affectionate.

Though there was a slight pause, despite being unable to see the exchange, she heard her son’s response as clear as day. “Y…yes, Sir.”

“I’m proud that you’re finally honest, although there’s still much for you to do. Tomorrow morning, you will inform the Crystal Empire of your resignation and fully commit yourself to me,” the titan rumbled.

She could only imagine Sunburst’s reaction, but it didn’t take him long to reply. “Alright…”

“And as for you,” the striped stallion murmured, shuffling back to gaze down at the supine mare, “you will help your child learn his place.”

The statement made his intentions clear, she was to not only watch her son lose what little masculinity he had, she was going to aid in the process. Unable to disagree, well past the point of no return, she craned her neck and kissed the tip of his gigantic cock alongside her child. All but making out with her son around the obsidian behemoth, she smiled. At least she had her baby-boy back at home again…