Kinktober 2024 Anthology

It’s a rather quiet Wednesday night at The Wild Side, one of Canterlot’s more niche fetish clubs. There’s a small crowd gathered for good food, drinks, music and dirty sex within the club as a new and very unexpected visitor strolls in through the main doors; a tall dark coated unicorn mare with a luscious deep purple mane and piercing cyan eyes. She struts through the club to the bar, taking a seat and tapping the bar to call the bartender.

“Welcome to the Wild Side.” The barkeep says as he steps up to the bar in front of her. “What can I get for you ma’am?”

“I’ll take a Void’s Kiss.” The dark mare replies, a bit of her deep purple mane moving on its own as she floats over a menu from a stand across the bar. “I’ll be getting a table, you can bring my drink to me when it’s ready.”

With that she gets up from her seat at the bar and trots over to where the tables are, her tail hiding none of her assets as she walks. Her ass perfectly framing her dripping marehood as her juices leak down onto a pair of plump balls. Her ice blue magic flips through the menu as she chooses a booth and takes a seat.

A couple minutes later one of the servers comes with her drink, taking her order as the dark mare sips her drink. The cocktail looks like a writhing mass of darkness as she swirls her straw in it. All of a sudden the doors to the club slam open and a very irate looking Princess Luna comes marching in, practically stomping her way over to the tall dark mare.

“How dare you-” Luna’s angry shout is cut off by icy blue magic.

“Sit, darling, and talk like a proper mare.” The once dark figure’s coat is now a pristine white, her deep purple mane now more of a vibrant purple. “You’re making a scene.”

Luna grimaces and takes a seat, her mouth sealed until she’s properly seated at the table.

“That’s better, isn’t it?” The white mare sips her drink.

“Enough games, Nightmare, leave Rarity now.” Luna says through gritted teeth.

“Darling, you misunderstand, look at my eyes.” Rarity points to her eyes, which are her normal blue color. “I know you thought you purged her from me, but she stayed hidden deep within me. We’ve had a chance to talk since then, and we came to an arrangement. She needs a host and I benefit from her impressive font of magic.”

“She’s a monster!” Luna exclaims.

“She is misunderstood.” Rarity replies, preventing Princess Luna from going on a rant. “She is molded by the desires of her host, she absolutely can be a monster, but that’s not all she is. She and I have a symbiotic relationship, Luna.”

The waitress returns with another drink, one of the club’s signature drinks, a Golden Delight. She sets it down and quickly retreats from the table.

“Please help yourself to the drink.” Rarity says, gently nudging it towards Luna. “I know you like this one.”

“Why?” Luna asks as she takes the glass in her magic and has a sip.

“Have you not seen how hot I look like that?” Rarity asks, smirking for a moment before frowning. “She knew that next time she tried to take a host you’d destroy her, she wants to live. I enjoy the benefits of her magical power, her taller size, and all I have to do is share my body, letting her have nights like tonight to explore and experience the world.”

Luna is silent as she takes it all in, sipping her drink.

“You’re more than welcome to join us tonight if you want.” Rarity smirks.

“No thank you.” Luna says, setting down her now empty glass. “I’m sorry. I assumed the worst when I felt her magic.”

“It’s fine Darling. Now, if you’re not going to join us, would you kindly leave?”

“Have a goodnight.” Luna rises, taking her glass with her, stopping at the bar ro pay for the damage to the club’s doors as well as the drink before leaving.

“You too Luna~” Nightmare replies with a chuckle as her coat fades back to its darker colors. She sips her drink again watching the club, the chaos Luna’s visit caused now subsiding back to the normal vibe of the club. Eventually her order arrives, a small bar snack of mozzarella sticks and sauce.

As she snacks and finishes her drink, a deep navy coated stallion with a white mane nervously trots up to her. She eyes his up as he approaches, her gaze lingers on the yellow stains in his mane before trailing down to his plump rump.

“Yes?” She asks, meeting his gaze.

“A-are you really…”

“Yes slut, I am.” She smirks as he blushes.

“I-I-”

“Why don’t you put that cute mouth to work servicing me instead of making a pathetic attempt to speak.” She cuts him off, spreading her legs as she points for him to get under the table.

He obeys quickly, sliding under the table the moment she points. His hot breath splashes against her leg as he moves into place between her legs. After a moment his lips wrap around her marecock, sucking on the tip of her semi-erect shaft.

“That’s it you worthless whore.” She growls, her cock twitching a little in his mouth. “I hope you’re ready for a hot drink toilet slut.”

Nightmare tenses up a little before letting out a sigh of relief as a stream of urine pours from the tip of her cock into her little slut’s mouth. The slut under her table quickly starts gulping down her piss, doing his best to swallow every drop of waste water pouring out of her shaft. Despite his best effort to keep up, her piss starts pouring down his chin soaking his neck and chest before dripping onto the ground.

Hearing the pitter patter of her piss hitting the ground, Nightmare uses her magic to pull him off of her cock, holding him under her stream as she soaks his mane in her richly yellow and foul smelling piss. Her stream doesn’t let up even after his mane is completely recolored. Her magic allows her to completely refill her bladder even as she empties it. By the time she finally stops refilling herself her slut is soaked to the bone and the floor under the table is completely covered in piss.

“Such a good slut, completely covered in your goddess’s piss~” Nightmare says as she gets out of the booth, dragging her soaked slut with her. “You’re coming home with me tonight slut, and I’m going to enjoy using you all night long.”

She sets a sack of bits on the table to cover her food and drink before teleporting away with her new piss-soaked toy.