In life sometimes the darkness tends to hide, and on Nightmare Night the darkness tends to come and collect what’s due.

You were smiling to the point that your face was starting to hurt, as you were about to celebrate Nightmare Night once again. You put in extra effort not to have any negative thoughts that something bizarre might happen like last year when your alter-ego took over and bucked all those mares sore.

Right now you were helping Maidenline and Silo set up decorations, as you were going to hold another party in your house for this year. It was actually harder than it looked to work — you were kind of sore, since your new wife, Sapphire Shores, was almost as insatiable as the princesses when it came to sex.

You found out that Tia and Luna actually had to put a leash on her in order to make sure she didn’t completely drain you — it was Sapphire’s fault that your other lovers have been missing out on the fun, and the element bearers literally had to kidnap you whenever they needed you to scratch their itch.

Anyway, you hoped this year it’s not going to be as wild as before. The most you’d be able to handle is a good deal of drinking and a couple of unexpected visits. What’s more is that you made sure to double the number of guards this year. You knew the extra security would raise some eyebrows, but you didn’t care.

You weren’t the only one helping the maids get ready for the party. Looking over your shoulder, you smiled at Chocolate Cake and Sonic, who under Cherry’s watchful eye, prepared some treats in the kitchen.

While some of your little ones were helping Cherry out, you and a certain filly were busy decorating the house for the party. You smiled as you finished putting the last of the Nightmare Night streamers above the door and felt a sudden presence behind you.

The presence grew closer and you could feel it was right behind you. Though it’s Nightmare Night and you couldn’t help being a bit cautious, you continued to work on the door as the presence drew closer.

“I know it’s you, Night,” you said plainly as a small ‘eep’ echoed from behind.

“Aw! How did you-”

You turned to sweet little Nocturnal Night, who was floating behind you at eye level with her favorite moon bat plush. Her ears fell back, since she was getting into the holiday spirit and hoped it would have scared you.

You noted how she loved these plushies that you and Luna spoiled her with, but the one in her embrace was her favorite — it was the one you got for her for her birthday last year. She squeezed the toy, and it let out a small squeak.

“You gotta remember that I’m your daddy, honey. Mommy and I know you better than anypony.” You reached out to pat Night’s small head, laughing as her face went from disappointed to angry.

“Just you wait, Daddy! One day, I’ll scare you and become the Nightmare Night queen!” She did a backwards flip, which only amused you further.

Somewhere along the way, your ambitious filly learned about the Nightmare Night queen title that Nightmare Moon currently holds. However, evident of her young age, she still had a long way to go before she could successfully scare all the residents of Ponyville. Last year, she got many of the townsfolk by cooperating with the Cutie Mark Crusaders’ skeleton prank, but their victims just laughed about it in the end.

“Oh, I bet you will, Your Majesty,” you chuckled, picking up your eldest foal so you could carry her to the couch and tickle her all over. It did the trick — she was no longer pouting and giggled as you messed with her belly and ears.

You then told Night to go and help make sure her siblings were in their costumes as the party will start after Celestia lowered the sun. She did as she was told and flew upstairs to get changed. It made you all warm inside to know that your daughter was slowly growing up. Even though she just proved she still had her tantrum moments, you smiled at how big she was getting and how innocent she was... You wanted her to hold onto that innocence, even when she became an adult.

You let out a small sigh as you got off the couch and went back to work. Stamping the last of the decorations by hanging bat ornaments above the doorway, you forgot one small thing as you were putting up the decorations... You didn’t lock the door.

“HEY KING!” a loud voice echoed, making you dread that you didn’t double check the door. You paid the price, for the door hit the ladder when it opened without warning, and you were pushed off.

You tried to twirl your body in hopes that you’d land on your feet, but you simply weren’t quick enough and landed face first onto the hard woodwork.

‘Damn that dog...’ you thought, moaning and wobbling in pain.

Wolf looked down at you with beer in his hands and shook his head. “How many times is this going to happen? You have WINGS for crying out loud.”

‘Yep, I’ll kill him later...’ You turned around, panting heavily as you tried to ease the pain and look the damn dog in the eye. “I tend to forget. You should be able to understand what it’s like to be on the ground for most of your life.”

Wolf set down the beer he brought and reached down to help you off the floor.

“Damn it... Did I hear my ribs crack?” you asked after popping a few joints.

“I doubt it,” Wolf laughed. “Evidently, you’re not dead yet and you got worse punishments when it came to your lovers and your enemies.”

You dusted yourself off before you looked at Wolf again. Once you got a good eyeful, you were a bit... shocked at the state he was in. Even with his clothes covering most of his body, you could see he must have recently gotten into a really brutal fight. There were a few bruises on his neck, and parts of his face were bandaged up, including his cheeks and forehead. His lip was busted, and his nose had a small bandage on the bridge.

“Damn Wolf... What happened?” you asked, processing what was in front of you. Last time you saw him, his injuries weren’t this bad.

He waved your concerns away with a small laugh. “Oh, relax. It was just a couple of scuffles here and there with some assholes. No biggie!” He reached back to grab his beer and held it up. “So where can I put this?”

You assured Wolf that Cherry would take care of the beer if he brought it to the kitchen. He walked away just as you heard another knock on the door. You, being on ground level this time, opened the door to be greeted by Wolf’s band. Moonlite and Moon hugged you before Lightning and Steel gave you a handshake and pat on the shoulder respectively.

You did ask them about Wolf, but they too were ignorant to what caused his injuries. Although the diamond dog was their best friend... he was very mysterious and there were a lot of things he simply refused to tell them. It felt like a dagger was driving itself into your heart — you hated when those who were closest to you kept you in the dark.

Just when you were ready to argue further, Luna came in and smiled when she saw your condition. “You fell again, didn’t you?”

“How’d you figure that out?” you asked as she wrapped her arms around you and rested her head on your shoulder so she could nuzzle you.

“I heard the crash,” she giggled, and Wolf’s band members laughed softly as well. “I just don’t understand how you keep forgetting to use your wings, beloved.”

“It’s a stupid habit...” you sighed, combing your fingers through your mate’s soft flowing mane. “I’ve spent the longer part of my life on the ground. Humans simply aren’t born with wings.”

Luna kissed your cheek. “Well, that’s a habit you’re going to have to break. There’s no point in having these wings if you’re going to keep forgetting to use them.”

You insisted that she let you keep them, as you wanted to learn how to fly better not just for your sake, but for your foals who would be flying soon. Night had already got lessons from you and Luna and you wanted to soar with her on your days off.

Just then you remembered something, and decided to change the subject by bringing up that embarrassing playboy bunny costume she made Celestia wear last year. “What kind of costume do you have in mind this time?” you asked.

‘Oh, she won’t be making the decisions THIS year beloved,’ Tia’s voice hissed in both yours and Luna’s heads. ‘You’d better watch your step my sweet little sister. It’s time to even the score.’

Now that you thought about it, you haven’t seen Tia all day. She was most likely hiding, waiting until Luna was all alone so she could force her into a naughty costume.

“Good luck, honey,” you chuckled before you heard another knock. You greeted Twilight and the rest of your element-bearing wives, but they weren’t the only ones at the door. Your other visitor, a feisty one at that since she tackled you to the floor, was none other than Gilda.

Before anyone could say anything, she lifted you off your feet and carried you up to the second floor. Your lovers and guests could do nothing but gawk as the griffon, who seemed to be losing her mind, held you by one of your legs.

“Wow human... Are you on a diet or something? You’re lighter than a hatchling’s feather.”

It was a miracle that you remained calm, as Gilda was surprisingly stronger than you remembered. Who could’ve guessed that despite your size, she would have the strength to hold you with just one hand?

Once you were back on your feet, you turned to Gilda, who descended down beside you. Naturally now that you were free, you demanded to know what the sudden grab was all about. With a smirk, Gilda explained that she couldn’t wait for Nightmare Night, and that she wanted it to be the best she’s ever had.

You asked her what that was supposed to mean, but she didn’t want to ruin the secret. Oddly enough, that sparked some curiosity, as Gilda wasn’t the type who liked surprises and secrets. You tried to persuade her to answer, but more guests were starting to arrive.

You turned away as Gilda decided to head to her room. From there, no one could see... as her eyes suddenly changed color and back.

Now that everypony was in their rooms changing into their costumes, you asked the guards if everything was set for tonight’s entertainment. They pounded their fists to their chests to salute you, and you dismissed them. You planned to keep a few guards posted in case you needed help stopping rowdy guests, but the rest had the option to either attend the party as guests themselves, or head home to spend Nightmare Night in their own way.

Heading to your room, you stopped as you heard scuffling and Honey raising her voice. You stopped to enter Zodiac’s room, as that’s where the commotion was coming from. Here you saw that Zodiac was driving Honey crazy as she tried to catch the youngest of your night foals. Since he was an alicorn, he had both problems that unicorns and pegasus have.

Zodiac giggled as he flew around the room to avoid Honey as she tried to get him into his clown costume. Every time she was about to catch him, he would just teleport to another part of the room. He was the only one causing trouble, as Honey managed to get Serenity and Solar Ray into their costumes without a fuss. Watching with blank stares from their crib as the maid chased their brother, Serenity was dressed like a ballerina while Solar Ray wore a tiger costume.

You decided to give your loyal maid some help. Entering the nursery, you got down on your knees and made a couple of silly faces, causing Zodiac to laugh at you. Once he was relaxed, you managed to grab your son so you could put on the special horn ring to help him control his magic.

“Bear with it just for tonight, son.” Picking up the second foal you sired with Luna as he wore his adorable clown costume, you wondered if he inherited his stubbornness from you or his mother. You figured Night got hers from you, as even though she was born with wings, she enjoyed climbing trees and swimming in lakes like you did. You honestly wished you had more time for such activities, but these days you spent your extra time focusing on surviving and making the world safer for your foals to grow up in.

After entrusting Zodiac with Honey, you left to change into your own costume. How ironic it would have been if you, the host of the party, were the only one not dressed up.

With the sun beginning to set, you made sure your costume straps were nicely secured. You’ve decided to go as Subzero from Mortal Kombat — back when you were living among humans, you always enjoyed those Mortal Kombat games, and you also loved the code of honor the ninjas have for each clan. It reminded you of the Blade family.

That aside, the little ones had already left to go into town and collect their candy. It was a good thing too, because down in the guest lounge, not all the adults were wearing... kid friendly costumes.

You spotted Celestia and Luna and almost got a nosebleed. To even the score for the bunny outfit she had to walk around in last year, Tia was making her sister wear a bikini that made her look like Princess Leia from Star Wars. To make it kinkier, the costume came complete with a collar and chain.

Celestia felt proud of herself as her sister’s face grew redder. The elder alicorn held the chain connected to her collar as they walked around the party.

“Happy Nightmare Night, beloved! Hope you enjoy the new costume I got for Lulu here,” Celestia smirked as Luna looked ready to faint from all this humiliation. The older alicorn, meanwhile, was dressed as a cop this year and when she caught you staring, she leaned down to give you a good look at her tight cleavage.

“Well it’s an eyecatcher, that’s for sure,” you chuckled.

Utterly embarrassed, Luna tried to look away as best she could with Celestia holding her chain. However, when she turned around, you saw that the cloth that covered her privates left much of her bubbly lunar cheeks exposed. You tried to have some common sense and resist the urge to see the moon princess’ tush jiggle, but the temptation became too much to bear.

Without warning, you gave Luna’s cheeks an audible smack that carried throughout the room. Her face, to nopony’s shock, was a bright red, but it was near impossible by this point to tell if she was red from embarrassment or rage. Just as she was about to smite you, you managed to plant a quick kiss before exiting stage left. As much fun as it would have been to tease the blue alicorn some more, you wanted to live long enough to see your foals grow into fine adults.

However as you turned to take your leave, your face found its way into a huge, bouncy rack. By now, you’ve lost count how many times you ended up in a nice pair of breasts, but when you pulled out, you saw Luna wasn’t the only one who had been dressed against her will.

Nightmare Moon looked down at you with a glare in her eyes. Since her breasts were bigger than Luna’s, her costume looked like it could pop any moment. Whether or not by choice, she was attending the party dressed in a kinky witch costume.

You lost your mind and just couldn’t resist slapping her ass as well. It was worth it, but actions have consequences, as Nightmare grabbed you by the neck with a face that matched the color of the blood she would be painting the house with.

‘You cheeky little pervert... Rest assured, I’ll get you for that after this party... So do yourself a favor and keep your mouth shut so you won’t make things worse than they already are...’ she telepathically growled at you before walking away.

Moving on to have fun while you still could, you spotted Pinkie Pie going as a beagle puppy this year. She had dipped her head in the chocolate fountain and in one swoop, that bizarre tongue of hers licked her entire face clean. You didn’t know why you were getting creeped out, as you should have expected this after living with the pink alicorn all these years. It was her specialty to stand out as the odd one of the mane 6. And frankly, it was rather ironic for her to drink chocolate while dressed like a dog.

It would be a waste of your time and breath to try and convince Pinkie to ease up on the chocolate, and you decided to move on to Fluttershy and Rarity. Both mares were adapting to the culture of your world, dressing up as Little Red Riding Hood and the bride of Frankenstein respectively. However, after exchanging greetings and kisses, a rowdy guest who had an open bottle of wine wobbled back and forth and spilled some of his wine on your costume.

“Oh! Forgive me, Your Majesty!” the poor drunk apologized.

It couldn’t be helped. You looked down at the red stain and told your lovers you were going to the bathroom to get washed up. Luck was still on your side and you managed to stop the wine from seeping all the way and staining the costume before cleaning up. Once it was more or less fixed, you went back out for some more fun, but stopped as a familiar face confronted you in the hallway.

“What’s up Gilda?” you asked.

Gilda didn’t move from her spot, rather she crossed her arms and leaned back. Getting closer, you tilted your head as you saw her costume. It seemed like she was going as some sort of dead bride, wearing a gown with spots of fake blood sprayed on the lower part while the upper part had a few handprints. However the costume was debatable and looked more royal than bridal since instead of a veil over her face, she wore a crown.

You were a bit puzzled as you figured Gilda, due to her tomboyish personality, would dress up as a zombie or some other scary monster. You didn’t want to alarm her about her costume being off as she finally decided to move. Looking up, you figured she was wearing fake contacts as her eyes were black with red irises in the middle. She slowly ran her fingers against your chin and through to the shoulder.

“Not much...” she finally said. “I just wanted to talk to you, stud.”

With a smile, Gilda began to explain that once the guests were ready to call it a night, she had something to show you. You raised an eyebrow at the sudden invitation, but she assured it was nothing serious and that she just wanted you to consider catching up after that party.

You slowly nodded, but you were feeling more cautious since this new attitude didn’t belong to the Gilda you were used to. You always recognized the griffon as being tough and high strung like Rainbow Dash.

‘The hay is wrong with her? She seems less, well... brash...’ you pondered, and hoped she would explain what was going on when you met with her after the party. Watching her leave and go into one of the rooms made this whole thing even more confusing.

Returning to the fun, you were glad to see that everypony was still enjoying themselves. Spotting Big Mac, Caramel and some other stallions, you decided to go on over and join the conversation.

“Hey dude! We were just talking about you,” Caramel smiled and wrapped an arm around your shoulder. He was going as one of Celestia’s royal guards for the party, while Big Mac looked like a ninja.

“Now that you’re here, be honest with us,” Caramel began, nodding his head over to your new wife Sapphire Shores, drawing attention in her sexy pirate costume. Of course, she was also wearing her dolphin wedding ring. “How did you capture the pony of pop’s heart? It makes me so jealous that I wanna cry...!”

You tried to speak again, but you didn’t want to go into detail with the whole adventure protecting your wife and son from Crimson Brooch — you just said it was a long story.

Caramel’s cheeks puffed out, as he’s been trying to find a nice marefriend, but it was easier said than done. While complaining, he pointed out the obvious how there were stallions like you and Thunderlane, who was attending the party dressed like a samurai, who could practically get any mare you wanted since you simply weren’t satisfied with a single love interest.

“Don’t think of this as disrespect, but stallion to stallion, I’ve listened to that mare’s music for years and... I’ve had fantasies of rutting her...” Carmel admitted.

You looked over at your pop star spouse again, but this time she caught your eye and walked over. Her huge breasts had all the stallions’ attention as they bounced with each step. You heard a small ding of something hard hitting against metal and you turned to Caramel, who, guilty as charged, blushed a deep red.

“Are you darlings talking about me?” she asked with that musical voice of hers before she pinched your cheek. “Honey baby, you’d better not be bragging about being married to a famous singer.”

‘Don’t worry, I’m not a show off,’ you thought with a short laugh. She then surprised you by leaning on you so her breasts pressed against your chest, and exchanged a kiss with you. The cup of cider Caramel was holding looked ready to turn into dust as he watched Sapphire’s big and bouncy J-cups change shape.

The pleasant moment was unfortunately interrupted. Not by Caramel or any of the other jealous stallions, but by two mares coming up to smack you across the face without warning.

You looked at them in confusion as they glowered at you. One of them had a grey coat while the other’s was brown, but both of them had pure white manes and a few white spots on their fur. Like so many other guests attending the party, these mares somehow learned about Earth culture and were dressed as Scarecrow and Psycho Killer.

Even though you were meeting them for the first time, they somehow seemed familiar given how they were scowling at you like they knew you.

“You bastard...” the mare on the left puffed out her cheeks as she looked ready to pounce.

“What is the meaning of this?!” you demanded. As angry and confused as you were that they had the nerve to just walk up and hit you, you weren’t going to kick them out before at least getting an answer.

“You had your fun with Mother, but didn’t even think about reaching out to us!” the second mare snarled, causing your friends to either gasp in shock or laugh that you took a mature cougar instead of the two young mares yelling at you.

Still confused, you asked who they were before Sapphire, holding her mouth, pointed to a familiar mare behind you.

“Ahhhh, there you both are! I do hope you darlings are enjoying the party as much as I am!” She walked over to the young mares who had a beef with you and wrapped her arms around them before kissing their cheeks.

“Morning Grey?” you gulped as she giggled. She had on a very skimpy cave-mare outfit with a fake bone to hold her hair in place.

“Hiya, honey. I do see you met my twin daughters. Allow me to properly introduce you to these feisty girls.” She pointed to the mare dressed as Scarecrow. “This is Coffee Love.” She then pointed to her second daughter. “And here’s Locket Glow.”

Looking at each of her daughters, you could see the resemblance, especially since their eyes were the same as their mother’s. The fur color may have been different, but you could see that these were indeed Morning Grey’s fillies.

You wanted to start over and ask if they were having fun, but the writer just loved putting you in awkward situations — another MILF showed up before the twins could answer. Dressed as a lifeguard, you tried your hardest not to stare as Mrs. Cake’s large breasts would drive any male crazy. Case in point, some of your friends had to cover their groins.

Mrs. Cake and Morning Grey were proud to know stallions were still interested in them, but there was only one male at this party that they had their eyes on. You tried your hardest to look away, but as you turned your head, you felt a pair of hands grab your arms. Before you knew it, your feet were scraping against the ground as the earth pony MILFs dragged you against your will. Tongue tied, you could do nothing but watch as your loved ones waved to wish you luck.

“No fair, Mom!” Locket Glow, who was far less amused, called out as she and her sister pouted that their mother was hogging a healthy stallion like you once more.

“Well two can play that game!” Coffee growled and looked around for a target. After a few seconds of evaluation, the twins decided that Caramel would scratch their itch. Unlike you, he smiled like a goof as he was dragged out of the guest lounge.

Pulled into a random guest room, you were thrown onto the bed by the mares. Surprised once more by the strength of an earth pony, you didn’t react fast enough as the MILFs went for gold. However, as they forced you out of your costume, you raised an eyebrow when you saw how quickly their horny expressions turned serious.

“Listen, darling...” Morning said as her face turned especially red. “Mrs. Cup Cake and I had a serious talk. I understand this might be sudden, but I know you had a foal with her and...”

Your eyes went wide when you realized where this was going. “S-seriously? But... your husba-” She placed a finger on your lips.

“I believe I told you when we first met that my disgraceful husband prefers young mares...” She looked away from you. “Since he’s refused to have sex with me since the twins were born, I’ve forgotten the pleasures of the flesh...” She turned back and locked lips with you.

“That’s of course... before I met you.”

She got up to turn around and pull down her cave-mare skirt, revealing her huge ass. You picked up a scent that you would always recognize... She was in heat.

“Please don’t neglect the poor thing, dearie,” Mrs. Cake urged. “Surely you remember how you helped me when Carrot went into hiding and ignored my heat needs? You filled me like your life depended on it.”

“To be honest... I think I’ve had a little crush on you ever since you saved Glory Stage’s life,” Morning giggled and swished her tail to spread her scent. “I’d be more than happy to repay that debt... by bearing your foal.”

Knowing there was going to be no way you could talk yourself out of it, you decided to go with it. Tia and Luna were right, there was just no stopping this family from growing.

Even if you couldn’t bring yourself to say anything yet, the MILFs saw your erection and took that as a “yes”. You only grew harder as they stood up to turn around and stick their jiggly butts in your face.

You didn’t know why you couldn’t keep your hands to yourself today — with those beautiful rears so close to you, you just HAD to smack them like you did to Luna and Nightmare Moon.

“I’m glad you listened to reason, dearie,” Mrs. Cake giggled, even though her plot was now red and sore. “I was actually willing to threaten to ban you from Sugarcube Corner if you didn’t help Morning here with her cycle.”

You gulped at that thought. That would’ve been a horror worthy of Nightmare Night. To be banned from Sugarcube Corner and the endless sweets they provided. Though there were other shops that could make your favorite pastries, none of them could compete with the Cake couple.

You agreed to help as you reached out and pulled Morning onto your groin. The poor mare’s lip was quivering, waiting for a stallion to stuff her and put her out of the miserable late heat cycle. And so you wouldn’t leave Mrs. Cake out, you told her to take a seat once you were lying on your back.

Letting both mares get into position, you helped out Morning, who was leaking out more mare juices onto your groin. As soon as she was ready, she didn’t hesitate to take your entire member all the way to the hilt.

“T-that feels... so much better...” she sighed, nestling your sacks as she enjoyed feeling you poke her womb. “F-from now on... this pussy is yours... You own it baby...”

That kinky privilege made you grin for a bit, but you then found your face engulfed in Mrs. Cake’s marehood. She only let you taste her delicious marehood for a moment, suspecting you had something to say to Morning when your licks slowed down.

As a matter of fact, you did have something to tell the mature mare who was bouncing her wide derrière on top of you, and got up so you could hug and caress her busty form from behind. History was repeating itself and you were feeling exactly the same as you did a few years back when you relieved Mrs. Cake in her husband’s absence. While Morning’s husband wasn’t nearly as bad as Crimson Brooch was, it was still a shame that he was ignoring the needs of his wife like Mr. Cake did.

By now, you no longer cared about Mrs. Cake’s blackmail about barring you from her store. You moved your hands down from Morning’s breasts to her soft belly, and gave it a gentle squeeze as you took into account the idea of impregnating a married mare for the second time.

“It’s true this was a shocking request...” you started, and licked Morning’s cheek with care and comfort as your wolf instincts surfaced. “Even though I please mares on a daily basis, they rarely ask me to get them pregnant right off the bat. If we were just meeting today, I would have thought it was just your heat talking...”

Morning’s cheeks turned red as one hand went back to squeezing her breast, while the other stroked her warm face. Since she was in heat, small drops of milk leaked from the nipple you were playing with, ready to feed the foal she hoped you were going to bless her with.

While she continued to bounce on your shaft, you suddenly thrust upward to meet her in an especially hard thrust that made her squeal out loud. Looking at her stomach, you smiled when you saw a small bulge and went a little faster.

“How can your husband go for complete strangers when he’s got an experienced mare at home?” you asked, genuinely feeling sorry for Morning as you massaged every inch of her body.

“T-these days... h-he believes young... ah... h-hookers... can sate a stallion better than... ah... m-mares of my age... O-Oh my!”

Standing up to prove to the earth pony who dragged you in here that you were strong as well, you brought Morning up close so you could lock lips with hers. You kept one hand on her juicy ass, and another held onto her mane to prevent her from bowing out of the makeout until you were ready to part lips.

“He’s a fool... Allow me to oblique in all those years of sexual neglect...” you whispered with a warm smile. Twirling your body, you placed her so she was laying on the bed with her legs spread out before you once again pounded away at her fertile marehood.

Mrs. Cake began to pout and hugged you from behind. She wasn’t in heat, but she still had her own needs. You did end up pulling your sweaty body away for a minute, but you still had some energy left to continue. It was then that Mrs. Cake decided to join in by moving Morning Grey onto her knees and then climbing on top of her.

“Hurry up and give the dear her filling so I can have my turn!” Mrs. Cake begged. Still on top of Morning, Mrs. Cake shook her chubby rear to tempt you and you put your aching shaft back inside of Morning. And to make sure she stayed patient as you focused on the mare in heat, you shoved your fingers into Mrs. Cake’s own pussy.

It would be a while before the mature mares would finally let you go. Then again, what right did you have to complain?

*half an hour later*

You popped your neck, relieved that you were able to satisfy both mares and come back in time for the party. Caramel was sitting by the punch bowl looking completely drained, but with a big and goofy smile. Given how angry Morning’s daughters were, you figured they retaliated by making the shy stallion their lucky victim.

In spite of your short absence, the party went on without any problems, and you got back into the holiday mood by going up to chat with the element bearers. Aside from complimenting their unique costumes, you got them to laugh with some creative jokes. Though, it seemed it was time to test your responsibilities as the host when Cherry, who was dressed as Daring Do, tapped your shoulder.

“Sire... Might I have a word?” she asked with a look of annoyance. You allowed her to escort you away from prying eyes and ears.

“What’s up?”

Cherry made sure nopony was watching before she answered. “Your Majesty... We both know I love baking lovely treats, but um... Mr. Wolf and his band have been eating a lot of my honey-glazed cinnamon buns. He’s probably eaten at least 20 of them by now.”

‘Seriously?! Damn! And here I thought I had a sweet tooth!’ you thought, before you told your maid that you would take care of it.

Looking around to find your troublemaker, you spotted Wolf dressed as an undead gangster. Walking over, you raised an eyebrow as you saw that he looked a bit dizzy as he chatted with some of the guests, who were probably fans of his music.

“Uh... Wolf?” you called out as the diamond dog turned to you with his tongue out.

“Hey there Carbon~ How ya doing~?” he asked in a half-drunken stupor.

‘Yup, the poor dork is drunk...’ you sighed and got the feeling that you were in for a challenge. Taking it slow, you tried to keep your cool as you confronted Wolf about hoarding the honey buns Cherry worked so hard to bake.

Wolf laughed a bit as he grabbed a bottle sitting beside the small aquarium you had requested a while back to make your home seem a bit more welcoming. You watched with concern as he downed the bottle before setting it down. It would have been comforting to think that it was just common beer or cider, but the drink Wolf was downing like water... was pure absinthe.

“You’re drunk...” you robotically stated as Wolf laughed again.

“And you’re a sex addict~ I do hope you have some fun with your wives after taking those jiggly booty MILFs to bed~” Wolf smiled, and you watched as he began dipping one of the buns on his plate into some icing he brought with him.

“You like dipping things huh?” you asked with a growl. It was time for the diamond dog to sober up.

“F@ck yeah! Makes these buns more scrumptious than ever!”

You smiled and patted Wolf’s shoulder, pretending to support him by letting him lean on your shoulder. “Same. Here let me show you...” You revealed your true intentions as you grabbed Wolf’s neck and thrusted his head right into the fish tank.

Wolf yelped as his soberness quickly came after you shoved him into the tank. You pushed him in as deep as possible Wolf, and you were only able to hold him down until he began to flail his arms around. Pulling him back up, you laughed when you saw that Wolf had brought back a friend from the tank. To be specific, one of the crabs was now clamping onto his most valuable body part... his nose.

Now that the diamond dog had snapped out of his drunken state, he was now shaking and gritting his teeth with pain.

You couldn’t help but laugh as this was far too funny to not laugh. “What’s the matter, puppy? Too crabby for this party?”

Wolf grabbed hold of the small creature and with a firm yank, he pulled it off his nose. With the tip of his snout now stinging red from the pinch, he growled and decided payback was in order. You were so busy laughing you failed to notice Wolf grab your pants and stretched them out a bit. You stopped laughing and gulped as Wolf held your pants with one hand, and the small crab in the other.

Without care, he shoved it down there and you started freaking out as the crab went berserk. You twitched and tried to pull the crab out of your pants, hoping to stop it before... One small snap was all it took for you to let out a loud scream that echoed through the whole house.

*your room*

‘That dog has gone too far this time... This won’t go unpunished...!’ you moaned in pain.

Your lovers had to have their shares of giggles as they and the other guests watched the show you and Wolf gave them. It was only thanks to Fluttershy, who carefully talked the crab into letting you go, that your manhood wasn’t chopped off. Wolf got lucky, as you would have lost your mind and castrated him if Fluttershy hadn’t come to your aid in time.

No longer in the condition to party, your lovers helped you back to your room and gave you some ice to put on your privates before they went back down. It was almost midnight, so some of the guests were ready to call it a night while a few elected to stay for at least another half hour.

Just as the pain was starting to go away, you noticed that you weren’t alone in your room when a pair of... claws began combing through your hair.

“Gilda?” you asked, wondering when she got in here. As far as you knew, she wasn’t a spy.

“How are your bits doing, stud?” she snickered before moving her claws to dig slightly into your shoulders.

“They’re fine... So, um... Have you been having fun so far?” you asked, starting to feel awkward. You watched as Gilda rubbed your shoulders, getting a bit closer than she normally would. At least before warning you anyway. It seemed she had been losing more of her brash and cocky behavior ever since she showed up for the party.

She stopped rubbing your shoulders and moved so you were face-to-face with each other. You don’t know whether or not it was just your imagination, but for a split second, you thought you saw Gilda’s eyes turn a different color.

She smirked and licked her lips as she eyed you like you were a delicious prime rib. One of her talons dragged down your chest, and some of the straps holding your costume shirt together snapped open. It was obvious that griffon claws were sharp, but this wasn’t like Gilda at all. You stopped trying to deny it, as you now knew for a fact that this griffon before you... was not Gilda.

“Okay, that’s it...” you whispered harshly, having had enough of this charade. “Who the f@ck are you?”

‘Gilda’ looked down, and it was especially scary that her feathers were covering her eyes. You tried to get out of the way as a swift hand reached for your neck, but even though you dodged the first one, she reached out again and managed to pin you down to the bed. You struggled to get free, but this mysterious strength made you all the more sure that the griffon was fake.

“Courage... Defiance... Perception... Such aggravating traits...” The imposter’s eyes turned red as some black crack lines began to form and stretch out of her face. Like glass or a ceramic vase, you watched as her face and the rest of her body started to break off and fade into dark mist.

Before long, an entirely different mare now sat on your lap. Your heart refused to slow down as the figure leaned down so your lips were practically touching. Very similar to Tia’s, her mane swished like it was blowing in the wind. Her red and black eyes made you feel like your blood was turning into ice. She smiled deviously, revealing her sharp demonic like teeth as she leaned closer to your face.

“Hello little human...”

‘The night mother...’ you gulped. You tried to break free, but her grip was way too strong.

“Surprised to see me? I thought this was the night where monsters roamed Equestria free, so I decided to see for myself if it was true.” She continued to laugh as you tried to get loose.

“You bitch! Where’s Gilda?!” you snarled.

“Oh, don’t be so dramatic. That muscle-brained bird is still alive. I just had to pay her a quick visit and knock her unconscious so she wouldn’t come to your little party.”

You could feel her nails scratching against your neck as you tried to hide your fear and demanded her to tell you why she was here. You could tell she was leaving a few marks on your neck as she toyed with you, but she soon eased her grip as she wasn’t here to kill you.

“Simple human... I’m here to bring you home.”

“F@CK YOU!” you shouted at her as you managed to pull your legs back up to your stomach. “What possessed you to come into my world and think that I would leave my friends and family so easily?!”

You tried once more to push her off, but this time you were surprisingly successful. After you managed to toss her off right towards the door, you pulled yourself off the bed and raced to the bedside drawer next to it to pull out your trusty tomahawk, but the night mother shot a beam of magic to knock it out of your hands.

She tackled you again. “Strange... You’re a lot weaker than I remember.”

You growled and tried to find another weapon, but as the two of you struggled, she managed to get you into the same position as before.

“As frail and weak as you might be, I still want to know if this hairless monkey the princesses see so much value in has what it takes to rule over the netherrealm...” She grabbed your pants. “Shall we... test your quality?”

You watched as the night mother got your member out with a firm yank, and saw to your humiliation that it was hard. She laughed at your embarrassment and traced her soft fingers up and down your shaft.

“Mmm... A size fit for a king.”

She laughed again, and with a flash of her horn, you were back in the middle of the bed with your limbs tied to each end by some rope. You were fully naked as the night mother got back onto your lap. After she stripped out of her clothes, you noted that even though this was against your will, her breasts were as big as Tia’s, maybe slightly bigger. Her fur was pure white, but she had some strange symbols that despite your access to the vast Canterlot library, you didn’t recognize.

You tried to tear the ropes, but you stopped and froze as the night mother lined your member underneath her marehood. With one small plunge, she slammed herself all the way down on your member before she relaxed to adjust to your size.

‘Oooohhhh, he’s so big... I haven’t been filled for so long, I forgot how good it felt...’ Her tongue flicked out like a snake’s as she moaned and started her rhythm.

“I’ll kill you...!” you growled, and pant with every bounce she gave. She felt surprisingly tight for an evil goddess.

Your threats came across as empty, as you were forced to just lie there and let the night mother have her fun as you tried to summon a bit of help from within. A werewolf side had its advantages. While the night mother was enjoying your member, your new form started to take effect. You stealthily cut at the ropes from your wrists, and even as you ripped the ones from your legs, the night mother was lost in pleasure and didn’t notice you were now free.

Letting her ride your member a bit longer, you waited for her to climax before springing in for the grab. Waiting for the right moment, you managed to feel the night mother climax as her juices slid down on your pelvis. She then took a moment to relax, which gave you the advantage.

You weren’t in control. It was like this demon had corrupted you somehow during the intimacy, making your werewolf form even more lustful than usual. Your eyes now matched her own — pitch black color with blood red pupils. Reaching out, you twirled your body so you were pinning her down and drooling like the starving beast you were.

‘Yes! Yes! YES! That’s the look I wanted to see! My magic finally appears to be taking effect,’ she mentally cheered. “N-Nightmare Night... ah... truly is a special h-holiday for wild... beasts... AH!”

Pounding away, you pinned both of the night mother’s arms with one hand as you gripped one of her beautiful breasts with the other. Even in this corrupted form, you kept your fixation for well-endowed mares. Fondling her, you went down to give each of her teats a suckle as you increased the speed of your thrusts. The night mother wrapped her legs around your pelvis as her tongue started dancing again.

Truthfully, you wanted to stop to try and get help, but your werewolf side, enhanced by the night mother’s dark magic, made you stay and buck this horrible goddess. Even after you came inside of her, you didn’t stop, and instead swapped her around so her back was showing. From this view, you could see more of those strange markings where her wings were supposed to be. In their place, you only saw two large black scars.

Still not in control of yourself, your wolf form gently rubbed both of the scars, which proved to be a big mistake on your end. The moment your fingers ran across the scars, blood spewed out as a fresh set of proud wings emerged. Even in your angry wolf mode, you were a bit startled as her wings swished and grabbed you without warning. You were then thrown off to the side of the bed as the night mother became the dominant one once more.

Climbing back onto your bed, she smiled as she got back on top of your member again. “Oh, you foolish little human... Didn’t your elders ever tell you not to touch your superiors without their consent?” she smirked deviously.

The night stretched out as you didn’t know how long you and the night mother were fooling around as she held you captive. By the time you realized you were once again in control of your actions, you found her laying beside you, licking her lips with satisfaction.

You wanted to take what might have been your only chance to escape as the first ray of light began to shine. Unfortunately, it seemed like your escape attempt failed as the night mother climbed on you and forced you to kiss her. She deepened the kiss and slid her reptilian tongue into your mouth for a wrestling match before pulling away to look at you with burning hunger.

“Yes... You are perfect... When the time comes, you will return to the netherrealm with me. The monsters, the killers, and all manner of nightmares will be yours.”

You then were startled as the doors burst open. Luna and Nightmare Moon had come to your rescue, both dressed in armor and lighting their horns as they brandished their weapons.

“UNHAND MY HUSBAND, DEMON!” Luna screamed as the night mother laughed. It was fun while it lasted, but she realized the magic that was keeping all from entering had finally lost focus.

“You’ve acquired a sharp tongue, haven’t you Lulu?” the night mother mocked. “Is that how you talk to your Auntie Nightmarina?”

“Mother...” Nightmare raced over to swipe her scythe at your captor, but the night mother easily caught it. Holding the blade between two fingers, she broke the blade without putting up any effort.

“Have you seriously forgotten? I taught you everything you know, Moony,” she scoffed and looked back at you. “Well it’s been fun my king, but I must depart as my magic is at its limit.” She leaned down to kiss your nose.

“Adivasi!” With one snap of her fingers, she shifted into that same dark mist you saw before. The mist rushed out as it broke your window and disappeared into the sunset.

You all watched intensely as you searched your body to make sure you still had all your parts. Once you had regained your confidence and made sure you were alright, the moon siblings looked at you, stumped. It didn’t get any better, and before you knew it, your efforts to try and figure things out made you faint.

You spent a few hours sleeping as Luna and Nightmare stayed beside you. The others wondered what happened to you, as the party ended a few hours after the incident. Some of them wished to check on you, but something was off as your room door... wasn’t there.

They spent the whole night searching the door, as well as finding out who or what was responsible for such a powerful magic. It was a few minutes later that the door started to show.

After a few more hours of sleep you managed to wake up, still a bit delirious from the experience, to see both lunar duchesses sitting beside you.

Seeing how desperately you wanted answers, Luna and Nightmare took turns explaining what happened after Wolf stuffed the crab into your pants. You learned how your room had disappeared, and how the sudden disappearance naturally scared your lovers. In time it would be your turn to explain yourself, but first you wanted to know why the night mother was here in the first place.

From what you remembered, Luna once said that the night mother hadn’t left the netherrealm for centuries. She was even absent during the war with Grogar, and to see and... well, feel how real she was you wondered how it was possible.

“She never left the netherrealm, beloved,” Luna said. “Believe it or not, the mare you were fooling around with was nothing more than a clone.”

“A clone?” you asked.

“Yes, parrot. Cloning herself is just one of her many powers...” Nightmare replied, clenching her fists. “She rarely even bothers, but she’s capable of separating herself so she can walk among the living while remaining at home. Frankly, it’s annoying.”

“Which does leave the question on why she didn’t take our lover when she had the chance...” Luna wondered.

You were just as confused as the night mother had every chance to take you away... but chose not to. You were starting to worry about what she was planning. Alas, you knew it would do no good to stress about the situation and just took the opportunity to breathe in relief that you were still in Ponyville.

“I’m just glad I’m still home, safe and sound...” you plopped your head against the pillow and started to relax. Although you only got to chill for a few seconds before you were magically lifted back into a sitting position.

“We allowed you to sleep out of pity for what happened to you beloved... but relaxation time is over.” After saying that, she called for somepony to come in.

“Morning?” you looked in confusion as she entered the room dressed in a purple nightgown.

“Did you think we were just watching you sleep this whole time?” Luna giggled and undid Morning’s gown with her magic. “Dear Morning Grey here told us that you generously agreed to help her with her late heat cycle, and without protection so she would bear your foal. Is that true, honey?”

“Well...” you gulped and looked away. “She said her husband has been neglectful, so I thought...” You swallowed any excuses you came up with as the three mares got on the bed doggy-style and showed you their dripping marehoods.

“Impregnating yet another married mare... Typical of the naughty stud I fell for,” Luna giggled. “Well, you’re a stallion of your word, so it can’t be helped... but you’re in for a rough night, beloved!” she declared as she and Nightmare pushed their asses closer to Morning’s, who stood in between the two alicorns.

“You just stood there at the party as Tia made us wear those disgraceful costumes! You’re forbidden to leave this room until you make it up to us!”

That was quite hypocritical and dramatic if you might add, given that Celestia was simply evening the score for the bunny outfit, but this wasn’t a good time to correct your wife. As they sat on their knees, you knew they were waiting for you to choose and you scooted closer to Morning Grey to rub your shaft in between her cheeks.

“Your husband is such a sweetheart, Your Majesty,” Morning giggled to Luna as you were fixated on her ass. “I can’t wait to see the look on my family’s faces when they learn he got me pregnant.”

“That makes two of us,” Luna giggled and suddenly used her magic to take control of your hips and forced you to plunge all the way inside of Morning with a single thrust. “Get to work beloved! You’ll have to fill her up more than once to ensure the newest addition to our family.”

Your cock twitched inside of Morning because of Luna’s demands. It actually turned you on that the normally wise ruler was actually encouraging you to give a married mare your foal. Especially since you knew that Morning’s husband would not be pleased to hear you had the audacity to knock up his wife.

You weren’t about to let the age difference bother you. Hell, you’ve impregnated both Celestia and Luna who are THOUSANDS of years older than you. You only wondered how many more married mares you would end up fertilizing in your crazy future. In any case, Morning’s husband should have seen this coming after neglecting her.

Nightmare Moon got behind you as you pounded away at Morning and gripped your shoulders with her claw-like nails. “Trust me...” she hissed, “...I intend to wear you out for slapping my rear. It was a challenge, but I managed to get Luna to agree to make things harder by not allowing you to drink any endurance potions.”

“WHAT?! Luna, you seriously agreed to that?!” you shouted as the lunar queen nodded and grinned with sadistic satisfaction.

“Come now, beloved. With all your accomplishments, you can surely handle three mares without that bothersome potion.”

Morning Grey was bored with all this talking, and pushed her rear back against you. You landed with a plop as both Luna and Nightmare quickly took position. Morning straddled up to stroke your groin, ensuring that you stayed nice and hard.

If facing the night mother wasn’t scary enough, then seeing both Luna and Nightmare looking down at you made you fear for your safety. Their faces were covered in shadows as two white and soulless eyes stared down at you.

Nightmare stuck to her promise about making this hard. For hours, HOURS, you had to take the rulers of the night in different positions even though your body was screaming for a break. You were so scared your bones would shatter any time considering the size of the ass that was abusing you.

“You’re better than that! Harder!” Nightmare growled. You only gulped as you went back to pounding away at her in a missionary position. Nightmare, who still wasn’t too proud of letting you dominate her, got soft on you a few times to the point where she was actually smiling and giggling when you had sex from time to time.

It would still prove a challenge to refrain from setting her off, however. Even the most harmless comment could score you a ticket to the hospital.

“Okay, it’s my turn again Moony!” Luna declared and lifted and dropped her counterpart to the floor with her magic.

Nightmare quickly stood up to growl at her, but Luna just smirked as she lined your member with her marehood. You switched things up again and sat on the bed so you could hold Luna in your arms as she got in your lap and bounced on you.

“W-What’s wrong, Moony... Ah! Did you... l-leave a crater in the... f-floor again?” she mocked her darker half through her moans.

“Do they always fight like this?” Morning asked as she hugged you from behind.

“It’s a daily occurrence... You’ll... get used to it,” you stated as Luna continued her rhythm on your lap.

Morning nodded, having expected this kind of family drama. She had heard stories during the party that the whole royal family was indeed odd, but still wholesome.

‘For a single stallion, he’s extraordinary to be able to handle so many mares and foals and yet still manage a simple life.’ She kissed you deeply as you got ready to fill the queen of the moon’s marehood.

It didn’t take long as Luna let out a throaty moan from the loving feeling of being filled with your seed. You pumped a few times before she got off, only for Morning to take her turn again. It wasn’t even four seconds before she was riding you like a bronco on a raging bull.

You adored all of your lovers and meant no disrespect, but Morning was a lot easier to handle as both of the moon alicorns towered over you and their assets, primarily their asses and breasts, were larger and heavier than most mares. Then again, now that you thought about and groped one of Morning’s breasts as she bounced in your lap, hers were roughly the same size as Luna’s.

You permitted the mature mare to take her time and once you were done, you’ve LITERALLY wasted the day. You’ve lost count how many times you came inside of her, and you were certain she would get pregnant after all this.

You had a lot of explaining to do to the rest of your lovers when you came downstairs for a well-deserved dinner. Once you were fueled up and hydrated again, you returned to the room where your orgy took place and smiled at the adorable sight of the three mares on the bed. Seeing how they were finally satisfied, you decided it would be nice to sleep in here for tonight.

As the three of them made room for you on the bed, you truly did feel at peace since you weren’t taken away into some alternate dimension like last year. Even though the sex was rough and demanding, you could relax at last with Luna and Nightmare snuggling beside you and Morning laying on your chest.

“I see you’re still breathing human,” Nightmare, who was just seconds away from falling asleep, said as she nuzzled into your arm. “I’d say 8 hours of bucking without a break taught you a lesson.”

“Well, I did learn one thing...” you stated with a silly grin.

“And what might that be?” Luna asked.

“The moon jiggles!” you burst out laughing, and Morning joined in. Neither of the moon goddesses were amused by the joke, and wore angry blushes.

“If my body could still move, I’d slap you across your smug face...” Nightmare growled, but she and Luna ultimately fell asleep.

‘I’m so glad I got to live with that comment...’ you thought, letting out one more chuckle followed by a sigh.

Morning, on the other hand, was somehow able to stay awake. You rubbed her mane as a happy tear slid down your face. The circumstances were bizarre, but you were glad you were going to have yet another foal.

“This will be quite a crazy story to tell little Sonic one day,” you joked and kissed Morning’s forehead. “More importantly, you and your daughters are more than welcome to stay in Ponyville for a while so I can monitor your condition for the next few months.”

Morning smiled and accepted your proposal, but she added that she would need to make preparations back in Las Pegasus before she could live here in the mansion. You anticipated this kind of response and you encouraged her to take all the time she needed.

Suddenly she went down and grabbed hold of your member once again. “Now that the queens are sound asleep, I have you all to myself, darling. Give Mama here some more of your warm seed...”

‘Oh lord... Just kill me now...’ you groaned. Relentless and hungry for more of your seed, this mare was practically another Sapphire Shores. She didn’t hold back as she took your member and began to ride you while both alicorns slept beside you.

*back in the netherrealm*

While the skies and the grounds around the large castle had the most horrible monsters imaginable roaming through them, the streets were empty and bleak as the red moon shined down towards the large castle. Each corridor was empty, leaving the entire building nice and quiet for the demon who owned it.

Reaching up towards the night mother, Empress Nightmarina’s room, a lone black mist shadow entered through one of the windows as it guided itself to its original host. Once the mist was absorbed back, Nightmarina sighed happily as she regained all the memories she had experienced in the mortal realm.

She fluttered her eyes as she looked down at her leaking marehood. She sat on her bed completely naked as she smiled and replayed the memories of how the king became a werewolf and ravaged her body without mercy. Remembering how rough he was with each thrust and kiss, she so desperately wanted to go at it again.

Nightmarina slumped on her large royal bed, as the memories her clone brought back were better than she anticipated. Oh, how she longed to make love with the human king for the centuries to come. How they could rule these lands and possibly the mortal realm itself when they became powerful enough for such a blissful victory. For now, she had to contemplate another plan to retrieve the king from her filly pony nieces that her sister entrusted to rule that confounded land.

“You WILL be MINE!” What started off a chuckle, evolved into demented laughter, which echoed her room, and was eventually heard throughout the netherrealm.

*your POV*

With that crazy night behind you, you were back to work as you helped your bosses clean up their Nightmare Night decorations before you stopped. You suddenly felt like throwing up, but you stopped at the last minute and nothing came out. You took a few breaths as Aloe, who was beside you, rubbed your back.

“Are you alright, baby?” she asked.

You patted your chest with a smile. “No worries, Aloe. It’s probably just some indigestion,” you smiled and got back to work.

Author's Note

HEY FOLKS HAPPY HALLOWEEN! sorry for this chap being short as I really wanted to get this chap out asap and I enjoyed making it.

thanks to my editor ninetailbeastball for being patient and all the help in making this.

so that's all folks more chaps will be made but for now have a safe and awesome happy halloween