Author's Note

Contains: Breeding slut Sunburst, aphrodisiacs gone wrong, and a stud in heat. Maybe two. Eventually.

Day 13 - Sluttification (Sunburst)

Sunburst’s body was burning up.

It had been for a few days now, in fact.

It wasn’t a fever like he’d suspected and tried to treat on the first day, bedrest and soup and all that. Instead, it was…

“G-guh~”

A feverish need to breed.

Or to be bred.

His body couldn’t quite decide, his hips humping heavily into the air of his bedroom, flopping his drooling cock around and getting precum everywhere, while his ass and quivering hole begged for something to be slid deep between his cheeks. And his fingers weren’t enough, nor was a fist, to quench the burning desire to be filled and fucked deep.

Rolling over with a whimper, he couldn’t help but pose how his body desired. Namely, face-down, ass-up with his sizable ass swaying back and forth as an enticing advertisement. Below him, his throbbing and iron-hard shaft made a mess of the sheets underneath him, precum forming a puddle to join the several others that had practically ruined his bedding.

A heavy, mind-numbing musk filled the air that ensured Sunburst’s brain stayed pent-up and horny if the overwhelming need to rut his brains out and heightened sensitivity from not cumming hadn’t already.

All Sunburst wanted was to make a potion that kept him hard for longer while increasing his sensitivity, curves, and stamina just a touch. But a few too many scoops of Poison Joke for taste, as well as the use of a magically born dragon’s cum as opposed to a naturally born one’s, he got far more than he was bargaining for.

Now his body couldn’t tell whether it wanted to be a breeding bull, driving all his thoughts into his fat and drooling cock, or a submissive cumslut who needed to be bred, making his ass and mouth feel empty without something shoved deep inside.

Letting out another, heavier moan, Sunburst reached a hand back to spread his cheeks wide in hopes that, somehow, this would alleviate the heat that filled him.

“Sunburst, are you home?” Shining Armor’s voice echoed through his house.

And right into Sunburst’s cock and hole, every inch of him throbbing with need as a deep, masculine voice signaled that he was sure to get fucked soon. Although embarrassment of his predicament filled him, his hips swayed even harder as he used both hands now to spread his cheeks and reveal his aching, pre-lubed asshole as he pointed his rear towards the door.

“Dear Solaris, what is that smell?” Shining asked, his voice growing ever closer to the bedroom to Sunburst’s delight. “Sunny, what are you-”

The question stopped in Shining’s throat as he opened Sunburst’s bedroom door to see the unicorn in his compromising position.

For a moment, Sunburst was worried that his attractive advertisement would be too much for the prince. But, as his nose detected a more overpoweringly masculine musk coming from behind him, he waggled his ass more with delight.