Those Lovely And Ever So Tempting Red Eyes
The night was a thick with suffocating black. Soarin hovered alone amidst the wreckage of a moonlit battlefield littered with the remnants of his fallen comrades. Their laughter haunted him now, echoes of joy that had once filled the air with hope and camaraderie. All of it, obliterated by the monstrous entity from their nightmares.
That creature was now lurking in the bowels of the stormy sky, weaving through the clouds like a whisper of death. Soarn had watched his team fall one by one to the beast's wrath. Its fangs drained all their blood until they were nothing more than husks dropping to the ground.
But tonight, the pegasus was ready to end this, once and for all. Soarin clenched his fists, summoning every ounce of courage and rage within him. Like an arrow flying through the air, Soarin charged upward, propelled by the fury of his fallen comrades. Finding the creature covered in clouds and shadows, the pegasus kicked his wings harder.
He lashed out, weaving chains of shimmering energy that pierced through the mist, ensnaring the beast in his grasp. The creature shrieked, a sound that reverberated through the very marrow of his bones, but he would not relent. He pulled with all his might, drawing her from the cover of the clouds and forcing her downward. The ground rushed up to greet them, and with a deafening crash, the two collided, sending tremors rippling across the night.
Yet, as the dust began to settle, the moon hung above, casting its silver glow upon them, revealing an unexpected truth. Soarin stood, breathing heavily, yet faltering as he beheld the face of the enemy now at his mercy. Her once fearsome visage softened under the moon's light, and instead of the monstrous fury he had expected, he found an alluring beauty. Flutterbat crouched in front of the tree. Her busty and fluffy form is on full display. Soarin gulped as his gaze traced along her curvaceous body. Her pink mane and tail flowed gracefully as the breeze blew by. Her lustful features were barely contained in some weak cloth and strings.
"Soarin..." She cooed, her voice like a symphony in the air. The pegasus' heart skipped a beat as he met her sultry gaze. A warmth was spreading through his body, the strength fading from his muscles. The chains began to glimmer, the power pulsing behind them. Soarin hesitated, confusion flooding his mind. “What have you done?” she whispered, her voice a haunting melody that reverberated in the stillness of the night. “Do you not see? I am bound by the night, by the darkness that surrounds me. I did not desire this.”
The monster that had wrought devastation upon his team was now rendered vulnerable before him. But her sleek, alluring beauty stood in stark contrast to the reality of her actions. Soarin found himself caught between the remnants of grief and a burgeoning sense of empathy, battling the remnants of hatred for the all-consuming position she had thrust them all into.
He stepped closer, the chains slackening in hesitation. As so slowly he was transfixed by her words. His eyes followed the curve of her body, the glimmer of the moon reflected in her skin, the delicate flutter of her wings, and the subtle movement of her lips as she spoke. Her words hung in the air, and he was forced to confront the reality of the situation. In a split second, his perception of the world had shifted. She was no longer the monster of his nightmares, but a woman whose fate had been irrevocably intertwined with his own.
Her voice was a caress, soft and pleading. "The chains of your vengeance hold me bound. My soul is shackled to the darkness that envelops me. I am the creature of the night, and yet, my heart is yours." The glow in her eyes lured him in.
His breath caught, his heart beating a frantic taboo. The world seemed to fade, leaving only the two of them, bound together in a dance of life and death. Her words echoed through his mind, stirring the embers of a forbidden passion in his lions. Stepping closer, he pushed her against the tree and grabbed the chain around her neck. He wanted her. His whole being yearned for her. He was falling and there was no way out.
Soarin yanked her up by the throat hard, and his lips claimed hers in a passionate kiss. His world melted away until it was only the two of them. Her lips felt so good. The fangs that had killed so many of his team and drained them dry felt so different against his tongue. He could smell their agonizing demises in her breath, but couldn't stop locking his mouth to her.
Her beauty was so intoxicating. The more he kissed her, the more his resolve to fight her faded away. All that mattered was the taste of her sweet tongue on his and the softness of her body in his hands. The chains clinked out loud as her limbs wrapped around him. His sword and shield fell from his hands and took a fist full of her large breasts.
He squeezed them tightly, his thumbs rubbing the hardened nipples, ripping away her leather armor. They were so firm and soft at the same time. He could not get enough of the feeling, his palms molding the flesh. Finally breaking from the kiss, his mouth fell upon the yellow mounds, sucking the hard tips into his mouth. She let him do as he pleaded, leaning into the tree.
Moans escaped her lips, and it was the most erotic sound he had ever heard, luring him deeper into her power. His hand traveled south, and the moment his fingers brushed the wet folds between her legs, they were lost. His fingers pushed into the opening, feeling the heat and tightness around his digits.
She cried out and threw him off, her eyes glowing brighter, and her teeth bared, but not in a threatening manner. Flutterbat flared her wings out and leaned over him, pinning him beneath her. She ripped his armor off, leaving his torso naked. He dropped to his knees and let her crawl over him, her fangs dripping but not toward his neck. Instead, her claws traveled over his chest and to the rim of his pants.
His head was spinning with desire, unable to form coherent thoughts as the creature undressed him. She took his cock into her mouth and began sucking with hesitation. She didn't even want his cock to turn from flaccid to hard, licking and scrapping her fangs lightly over his skin. The fear and pleasure mixed together were driving him mad.
Unsure if it was a mix between fighting her or lusting for her, he grabbed her head. Soarin flinched and twisted, shivering with each passing second. He forced her to take him all the way in, and she didn't protest. His hips bucked and churned, hitting her throat with force. Flutterbat had no gag reflex as she gulped him down. Soarin moaned out, unable to keep the noises back, his mind clouding over. His fingers gripped the silky locks of hair, tugging her head to keep the pleasure going. In the same motion, keeping absolute command, Flutterbat began fingering herself.
"What a beast!" he exclaimed the way she kept working her mouth over him. Her wings were spread and the glow of her eyes and the slurping sounds coming from her mouth were driving him to his peak. "Yes! More!" Soarin cried out, having no control of his hips. They kept pumping harder and faster, her moans vibrating on his shaft.
It was almost too much to bear. Her fangs cupped his balls, her mouth was warm and wet, and the way her tongue twirled over his tip was driving him insane. His hands dropped from her head and began digging into the ground, hips stuttering back and forth into her face and his eyes closing. Throwing his head back, he grunted and groan, wincing out her name. "Curse you, Flutterbat!!"
She giggled and gargled up each white rope of his semen, making a mess all over her face. She dug into her pussy, hard and fast, trying to reach her own orgasm before he finished. It was a close one for both of them. Flutterbat was shaking and crying out, her juices running down her inner thighs and onto the dirt. Slamming her face down and pumping one more shot of white into her stomach.
Panting and exhausted, his cock slowly went flaccid in her mouth. He pulled away and looked at her, her eyes dimming down to a soft red glow, and her mouth dripping with his seed. Some semblance of his senses came back and he went for his sword. The pegasus drove it against her neck but somehow found it impossible to take her head clean off. His eyes widened, much to all the force his arms and legs were giving, he couldn't even cut her flesh.
Flutterbat gave a wicked grin, slowly rising up and pushing the blade over her breasts and belly. Each slick trace of her flesh broke his will even more. He tried to slay her, pierce her through with all the valor of his fallen comrades. However as her face neared his, her eyes brightening once more, and the scent of blood, semen, and death lingering on her tongue Soarin's eyes glowed to match her own. His grip faltered, and he could only watch helplessly as she brought the blade to the ground once more.
Her legs parted and her mouth opened, wordlessly luring him in. Her claws trailed up his shoulders and around his neck, her eyes burning with an all-consuming lust. Her leathery wings spread far bigger than his feathery wings and wrapped around him, pulling him as close as possible to the tree. Taking the chain with her tail and wrapping it around his neck, she forced his lips back onto her mouth. This time her fangs bare full, tearing into his tongue. In the same moment, blood flowed from his mouth, his cock striding to full mast and plunged into her pussy.
They moaned loudly, their bodies colliding. Their tongues intertwined, his blood filling their mouths. His eyes twinkled between joy and terror as his body moved completely out of his control. Hips barreling into her with enough force to shake the tree. His arms and hands explored her body, caressing her large breasts and plush ass. She felt so good, her cunt sucking him in like a black hole. He thrust and fucked as hard as he could, yet no wall would meet him, and no edge would trim this lust.
With a flick of her tail, she tightened the chain, cutting off his breath and somehow increasing his movements. Their mouths never parting, their bodies never stopping. Flutterbat's arms wrapped around his chest, pinching his nipples and earning gutful groans from him. Her claws traced up and down, breaking his skin. Breaking the kiss long enough to drop her face onto his chest. He leaned back, completely under her control, and let her feast.
Biting and tearing into his flesh, she made a meal out of his chest while continuing to ride her hard cock. Her teeth pierced his muscles and skin, her tongue lapping up his blood, and her lips sucking on his wounds. Each time they drove ever so deep enough to make him bleed, but not kill him, his lust grew stronger. Soarin could do nothing but grunt and groan, his dick gaining more momentum with every new bite mark. His fingers gripping her body with no hope of slowing down
She bit and nibbled all the way up to his neck, leaving a trail of bloody holes that stung but also gave him so much confusing pain and intense pleasure. Her tongue licked the spot where his pulse beat, his heartbeat racing with anticipation and fear. And yet her mouth just hovered over his neck, never faltering or fading away. The tension was thick, and their bodies continued to move, his minds melting together.
Flutterbat kept him avidly waiting on the edge of transformation. She used the tree as a way to bounce herself on his cock, everlasting the sex as long as she could. Her legs locked behind his waist, holding him inside her and her tail wrapped around his hips, squeezing and guiding him. He couldn't pull out or even try her will any longer. He was her pure sex slave in every way in this horrifying moment. It was all about the constant thrust and the way her pussy swallowed him.
The more she teased his neck the harder his heart pounded and the more his muscles were pushed. Her body was like an addictive drug, one that he was completely hooked into. She had him right where she wanted him. She could drain him dry at any moment, and even turn him, and yet it was so much better to watch him squirm around in utter the pleasure and lust for her body. She would never get enough of him.
With the moonlight gleaming down on their entwined forms, Soarin let out a strangled moan, his eyes rolling back in his head. His hips jerked and shuddered, a violent wave of pleasure coursing through his veins. His climax rose closer, ever so painfully slow as the pleasure didn't seem to end. His head spun and his body trembled, his voice growing hoarse as all the air left his lungs.
She could feel it too, her pussy tightening around his dick. His muscles strained and tensed, his legs nearly collapsing beneath him. Flutterbat leaned back and winced, groping her own breasts to bring out her own orgasm. Knowing he wouldn't be able to last any longer otherwise. The shameful stallion didn't have anywhere near the amount of stamina compared to her last meal. But his dick was the perfect size, stretching her walls out so well.
Their breaths were labored, and their bodies glistened with sweat and blood. Her wings encased his back, pulling him close to her chest. A low growl resonated from her throat, and her fangs glistened as her pleasure grew higher. He was such a pathetic weakling, thinking he could slay her and avenge his comrades. Now he was reduced to her puppet, one of her many walking dildos to pump and drink and fuck and suck. Her eyes glowed brighter and brighter, her body growing warmer and warmer.
She arched her back, low cries escaping her lips. She could feel his essence tipping inside her. It was time. Soarin's face turned pale, his strength ebbing away, his mind slipping as his cum rose forth. Flutterbat's body pulsed, her wings spread outward. At the same moment, their orgasms cascaded over both of them, and she finally dropped her fangs over his throat. The world stopped, and the two were consumed by a rush of ecstasy and transformation.
His semen pumped and pumped into her womb, blood spilling down their chests and legs. Her pussy spasmed and churned ever so tight, not letting a single drop of white escape. They were held together, his mind and soul connecting to her, and his body changing. All the feathers on his wings slowly wilted away and faded into a dark blue batlike skin. His face twisted, his teeth sharpened, and his vision grew more vibrant.
All the while she was changing him, Soarin could no longer fight the lust and pain, his eyes and heart falling completely to the darkness. Flutterbat loved this part so much, hearing his voice turned into her will, his breath matching her breathing and his body morphing to her command. So utterly lustfully lost in the evil transformation that she couldn't even notice the sounds of a long spear flying toward them.
A sudden flash of a sharp weapon cut through the darkening sky. It hit like lightning through both of them. Both their eyes widened, a blend of shock and understanding, as the weapon struck true. It stabbed through both their hearts at once and pin them against the bark of a towering tree. Flutterbat's lips parted and her breath fell. Her gaze fixed upon the direction it had been thrown, a mix of horror and confusion.
The impact echoed with a finality that no one could ignore. The cacophony of carnal sex and evil transformation gave way to a deafening silence. The moonlight parted the shadows more to reveal the attacker that dared interrupt such a dark union. Rainbow Dash stood strong and powerful for a grand total of five seconds. Her powerful legs tumbled toward them under the grief and guilt of her actions.
Tears rolled down the cheek of a lone cyan pegasus, Rainbow Dash entered the scene. She didn't say a single word for the whole run, chasing forward and wrapping her wings around the two. In their last moments, the vibrant colors of Fluttershy’s gentle spirit and Soarin’s bravado seemed to illuminate the surrounding darkness, casting a soft glow against the horror that unfolded. The blood and cum oozed out onto the ground.
Slowly as everything became clear, a look of serenity and peace fell over Fluttershy's face. She realized this was the plan all along. Soarin had used himself as bait, drawing out all her darkest emotions until her guard was completely gone. Even if it meant his life, the mission was complete. Her limbs were heavy and numb. Soarin was just as proud in his expression, his body growing cold. At a high cost, the bloodstained tragedy had come to an end.
Rainbow Dash could only watch helplessly as her friends slipped away from her grasp. She felt numb and broken, the reality of the situation weighing heavily on her. The two of them lay there motionless, their eyes glazed over as their bodies went limp. A chill ran through her spine upon seeing the fingers drop off and turn to ash in the wind.
Tears streaked her cheeks, her voice wavering. "It's done, Fluttershy... we saved you." She held onto both of them as they slowly burned away. The dusty skin, bones, and blood fell through her feathers and blew around as if giving her one final embrace. Her body was shaking, her heart breaking. She could no longer contain the pain. Rainbow Dash threw her head back and screamed at the top of her lungs, releasing all the sorrow.
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