“I’ll tell you what I told Derpy. Unless you intend on using your wings do NOT jump out the window. Only bad things will happen.”

“I’ll have to keep that in mind next time I jump out a window.” I groaned dryly, on my back and in my underwear in the living room. The mares had attended to my nasty cut, now occupying themselves with unrelenting body touching. Sweetie was curled up under my chin, Celestia with her face between my legs and Derpy… well Derpy was actually pretty god about minding her personal space. She sat on a chair she had pulled up in front of the couch, resting her head on my stomach and gently licking it.

“Ugh…”

“What’s the matter Isaac?” Sweetie Belle squeaked, uncurling and laying her head next to mine.

“I… I really just don’t know anymore.”

“You sad?”

“Yeah…. Yeah you could say thAAT.” I jumped a bit at the end, Celestia getting a bit invasive with her crotch nuzzling.

“We could play a game! You love playing games!” She giggled, sitting up and squeeing.

“Okay, a game. Let’s do that. Let’s play get your face out of my pants!” I barked, looking down on Celestia in particular.

“What? You like it when I get freaky on the couch.” She cooed, continuing her nibbling. Sweetie craned her neck to see what Celestia was doing, only meeting a hand over her eyes.

“Hee hee! Are we playing blindfold again?!”

“Blind fold?”

“Don’t you remember? When you put that piece of cloth over my eyes and we played all night?” I exchanged a shocked look with her, my mouth agape as she giggled.

“WHAT?”

“Or when we played the “pet game”? That was fun!”

“OH, SWEET BABY CHRIST.” I scowled, covering my eyes and drawing much attention from the mares. Derpy stopped licking, turning to face me with her unfocused eyes.

“Isaac, you’re acting weird. Please tell us what’s wrong.”

“Yeah, he’s not getting hard. I’ve been at this for like a minute.” I pulled her out by her snoot, Celestia only resting her chin on it.

“Are you tired Isaac? Because you were SO pent up last night.” Celestia cooed, punctuating the word “so” with a dreamy whine.

“I was?”

“I’ve never seen a boy ride a foal so intense in my life before that night.” Feeling something crawl upwards in my stomach I looked to Sweetie, who was blushing and giggling.

“Excuse me, I gotta use the bathroom.” I groaned, getting up and quickly rushing up stairs. Immediately Derpy rushed up, following my up the stairs and grabbing my shin.

“Isaac! Last time you went in your room you fell out of a window and your penis became overwhelmingly interesting!” She wasn’t too happy with me, anger plastered on her face as Sweetie and Celestia made their way up the stairs.

“I was going to the bathroom, not my room.”

“There’s a window in the second floor bathroom!”

“Well what’s your plan anyway? Follow me round the house all day making sure I don’t fall out a window again?!” They all exchanged looks with one and other, smiling slowly and then looking back up to me.

“Damn it all.” Before I could really conjure a thought, Celestia had her magic set on over drive, bringing us all into the tiny shower.

“AH! What just happened?!” I yelled, the mares all wrapped about me tightly. Celestia was at my back, craning her neck to rest her head on top of mine. Sweetie was holding onto my neck, dangling as Derpy nuzzled between my legs. They all giggled in unison, Derpy nudging the handle with her lower hoof to turn the water on.

“You ready for the “shower game” stud muffin?” Derpy said over the sound of the water, licking my crotch. Naturally I jolted back, only to have Celestia’s forehooves make a brace about my neck.

“Oh no…”

“Oh yes!” Sweetie cooed, licking at my lips and nibbling on my nose.

“Come on Isaac, you love shower play!” Derpy Squeed, pulling down my underwear with her hooves. A yellow aura surrounded my thighs before I could struggle, Celestia nuzzling into the back of my head.

“If not shower play, we can always do “rape play” Isaac.” She growled, licking behind my ear. Sweetie gasped at the suggestion, bouncing excitedly.

“OH, OH, OH! Can I hold the collar this time?! I wanna hold his collar!”

“Dear god!”

Eventually they had their fill in the shower, letting me stumble out of the steamy room. My innocence was gone by Dashie in all truth, but by now it was nothing but a butt raped noise machine in the back of my head.

“We’ll see you after we dry off stud muffin!”

“We’ll hurry back Isaaaaaaaac!” Came Sweetie’s sing song voice, making my stomach lurch. Honestly never in my life did I ever think I’d have to bring myself to eating out an under aged horse, but by god this week has been on a roll with that. Celestia already waltzed out, a towel wrapped about her head as she watched my slump against the sink.

“Heh heh, Sweetie took a lot out of you didn’t she?”

“It’s like she NEVER had enough! I thought her… THINGY was trying to EAT my face!” She giggled and nuzzled me, licking on my face.

“You know I never got a chance to… “play” with you while we were in the shower. Seems like something you’d correct for a princess.” She raised her eye brows at me expectantly, eyeing my naked crotch and smiling.

“I don’t really have a choice in this do I?”

“Knowing how you absolutely DESTROYED Derpy last week when you came home from school it won’t be too much of an issue.” She whispered, resting her large head on my shoulder. All the while they had been making implications of my sexual prowess, unannounced to them that I had absolutely no idea what in the world they could be talking about.

“Just… just make it quick before I start puking my guts out.”

“Need some pepdobismal sweet heart?”

“No, no… I just never imagined Sweetie Belle to taste like…. Ugh… vanilla crème.”

“I’d figure you would’ve remembered what she tasted like, seeing how you ate out from between her-“

“Let me just stop you right there, by now this is just too creepy.”

“Creepy? You lived with us for a year and NOW you’re saying it’s creeping you out?”

“Apparently.” She seemed absolutely lost, simply nuzzling me after a second of thought.

“I know what’ll make you feel better.”

“Oh really now?”

“We can put on some Marcy Playground and do some “pet play” like you like.” She hopped up on me a bit awkwardly, her hooves resting on my shoulders as she almost forced me straight to the ground.

“Ah! Heavy!”

“Should I fetch the collar Isaac?” She cooed into my ear, throwing her towel off as her mane waved gracefully in the wind that wasn’t blowing.

“I’d rather you not really!”

“In the pet game that means yes!” she squealed, hugging against me. She hopped off after a good moment, lifting me into the air with her magic.

“Whoa! What the crap is this?!” I said, lazily tumbling through the air as she carried me into my own room.

“Makes it easier to get your cute outfit on!” She giggled, pulling out a small wooden box from underneath my bed. She opened said box and pulled out its contents, my stomach turning into an atom bomb of sickness.

“Got you collar, you cute little name tag… you’re socks aaaaand your little sock!” She giggled, laying out the items on the bed in neat order. The “little sock” was nothing but a condom.

“I don’t have to wear those do I?” I cringed, the thought of wearing knee high socks more than disturbing.

“Oh come on Isaac, you love playing pet!” She squeed, using her magic to slide on the socks and collar as I fought like Bruce Lee in the air.

“No! Get that shit away from me!” She only pushed harder, still in the mentality of play.

“Seriously! I don’t wanna play right now!” I jerked away from the collar, opening up a leg for the black sock to be pushed on. Trying to pry it off the collar snapped onto my neck. Naturally reaching up to pry it off, my other leg was covered. She threw me onto my bed, rustling the sheets as her magic grabbed onto the end of the cord on the collar. She pulled me down to my stomach, standing at the edge of the bed.

“YOU. ARE. WEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIRD!”

“You invented the game honey.” She pulled me towards her, my head resting on the edge of the bed. I looked directly into her chest, her head a good 2 feet above my body. She smiled rather sweetly, running a hoof down my torso.

“Who’s Mommy’s little boy? Who’s Mommy’s little boy?!” She said, as if petting an adorable puppy.

“The hell is your malfunction?!” I demanded, confused by her hoof running up and down my stomach rapidly. He little shoe rubbed against my stomach, the warm metal a bit off putting in its smooth feeling.

“Ooops, forgot the shoe.” She giggled, popping off her little hoof ornament before returning it to my stomach.

“What are you eve-BLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEH.” I melted at her belly scratching, the feeling of having every single solitary thing in the entirety of the universe going your way. The simple rubbing of a warm nub on my belly made me malleable as putty, my smile spreading across my face.

“Who’s Mommy’s good little boy?!”

“ME-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E!” I stuttered, her hoof making my leg twitch at every rub.

“That’s right! That’s right little lover boy!” She giggled, nuzzling into my neck and nibbling on the flesh there. I tried to resist, my vain attempts to push her off only encouraging her with more laughter. She giggled like a little girl and motor boated my neck, increasing the speed on my belly. I laughed so hard I thought I was going to run out of air before she was satisfied, her tickly hoof on my belly and the warmth of her breath making me squirm in ticklishness.

“Hey!” Came a squeaky voice, the tickling stopping in an instant. Both our attentions turned to the door, a rather displeased Sweetie Belle standing in the door as Derpy passed by her.

“You guys started playing pet without me?!”

“What? You had your turn with him.”

“But I wanted to hold the collar!” She squealed, literally a child being refused a treat. Derpy simply walked past her, a towel round her head as she gave me a quick peck on the cheek.

“Just don’t chafe him, he still needs to make dinner girls.” She said calmly, going into my closet.

“Isaac it’s a mess in here and you need to clean up.”

“Thanks mom.”

“WOW these pants are fierce!” I rolled my eyes in a bit of disbelief, suddenly feeling a bit of weight jump into my crotch.

“OH MY JEWELS.” I grunted, Sweetie quickly trying to snatch the rope from Celestia.

“Gimmee!”

But you had your turn.”

“Gimmeeeeeee!” She squealed, jumping on my crotch to try and reach the end of the cord.

“Isaac! Sweetie’s being a meanie again!” My penis was basically mush now, so to prevent form turning into a red stain on my sheets I grabbed Sweetie Belle mid air.

“Stop! Give her the collar so she won’t beat my nads to pulp!” I ripped it away from Celestia and gave to Sweetie Belle, her mouth happily snapping it up. Celestia ‘s face turned betrayed, watching Sweetie Belle.

“It’s okay Celestia! I just wanna hold the collar! He’s all yours!” She giggled, starting backwards to pull on the collar. Of course it felt like a baby was on the end pulling, the collar only tightening as she struggled and fussed with it in her mouth.

“Isaac, did you forget how to play the pet game?”

“I… I guess so. Seeing how I don’t want to play.”

“Hm, no. That’s a rule. Once a pony has engaged in pet play the word “no” isn’t applicable.” Celestia said, climbing on the bed next to me.

“A rule? There are rules?”

“Uh, yeah. We drew them up when we moved in.” Celestia opened my nightstand, pulling out a book thicker than a bible and dropping it on the bed. Something like a crack came from the bed frame.

“Jesus…”

“891 pages of rules. You were very clear and we all voted on it.”

“WHEN would I find time to do this?!”

“Isaac you don’t go to school anymore! You have all the time in the world.”

“COULD SOMEPONY OR PERSON PLEASE PUT THIS TOGETHER IN A WAY THAT MAKES SENSE?!”

“Isaac calm down. Just let your momma Celestia and… whatever Sweetie Belle is-“

“Owner.”

“And her owner take care of you. We’ll take you out in the back yard and bash you in the head till that amnesia wears off later.” Sweetie tugged lightly at the collar once again, Celestia pushing me to my side with a hug. She crawled over me, her hind legs wrapped around my waist as Sweetie pulled at my neck with the collar.

“Too heavy!”

“Too sexy!”

“Too fucking young!”

“Didn’t stop you before.”

“Or in the shower… or in the bed… or last night in the bu-“

“Stop it.” Celestia shrugged and ran her tongue up the side of my head, nibbling on my ear and leaking onto my hip. Her tail wrapped round my leg tightly, Sweetie eventually giving up on the tugging.

“Celestia!”

“Hm?”

“You’re too heavy and you’re taking up all the Isaac!”

“It’s my turn to play and I want it. You had yours already.”

“How bout NO play? That’s sounds just chipper!”

“Hush boy. Tell ya what Sweetie Belle. I have a proposition for you.”

“Oh?”

“Let me get my turn by myself, and you can use Isaac to play with this new toy I found.” She levitated the suppository box in our view, Sweetie grabbing it.

“What Is it?”

“I dunno, but the pretty pictures on the side say to put in our butts.”

“Oh… I’m not sure I like that.”

“Don’t knock it till ya try it.”

“Sweet jebus you two are insane.” Sweetie sighed and gave me a smooch, hopping off the bed.

“Promise I’ll get him when you’re done?”

“No.”

“Yes.” She cut me off, retaking the collar in her magic and giving it a few tugs. Sweetie smiled a bit, going out the door and closing it quietly behind her. Derpy herself also came from the closet, sporting my fierce camo.

“Lookin fierce Derpy!”

“I know right?” They giggled, Derpy following Sweetie. Celestia turned her attention back to me, rolling off me lazily and resting on her back. She spread her haunches and sighed, her tail engulfing me as I sat below her. She pulled on the collar gently, increasing tension as I resisted. Eventually she gave a sharp yank, making me hack and cough as my face went kablam into her marehood. She gasped a bit, pulling me upwards still. She pulled me to smear my face on her slit, her juices painting my mouth delicately. She exhaled a tense breath, the taste of her juices pervading my mouth. While I was wiping the taste of pina-coloda out of my mouth she pulled down wards, only the base of the cord being gripped in her magic to increase tension. She buried her clit between my lips, bucking in the same motion to jolt it into motion against my lips. She tensed up, sucking in air through baring teeth as her wings jolted out.

“Ah~… nibble on it.” She whispered breathlessly, keeping me plastered to her nubbly. By all means I wanted this to end, but also I wanted to put my penis through a ban saw for gettin nifty with Derpy in the shower just a moment ago. So I decided not to warrant the phrase “OP is a faggot” and gently brought my teeth to her pokey thing. Applying very little pressure brought out a dramatic moan, her horn sparkling a bit. I could see this was speeding things up, I applied more pressure. My teeth gently worked her nubbly as my hands focused on keeping myself level with her waist. She writhed and kicked under me, petting my head with an oddly stretched hoof, panting and moaning.

“That’s a good little boy! He’s gonna get such a good treat when he makes Momma cum!” She cooed, her tail wrapping about my body. I rolled my eyes, knowing the reward would probably be the foul liquid that comes out of the girl when… I dunno the proper term. Poke? Figgle? Handle? Rail? Fuck it, I hate English.

“Now put this in my ass!” She squealed, throwing a box directly in my face.

“Ah! The fuq?” It was the suppository, still in its unopened box. She gave me some slack to let me pull away and inspect it, my fingers opening the small box. A small clear egg thingy tumbled out, wrapped in plastic and slippery as hell.

“Ooooooh! That’s a weird human toy!” She cooed, spreading her legs and lowering her tail more. I barely got a chance to unwrap it, the collar yanking me down to her flank hole roughly.

“The pulling! The pulling is really redundant.”

“Well then put that thing in and let’s to get to the good part! Although I WOULD like a courtesy kiss before hand.” I cringed, even the sight of a… clean white bum hole (Wow… never gonna write that anywhere else in my career) I wasn’t exactly out for rimming. The smell wasn’t too offensive, I’m not really huffing it but it of course my face was 20 inches from a horse’s anus so I’m not sure exactly what I expected. BUT… being the dirty horse fucker I am, I closed my eyes, bit my tongue and connected my lips to it quickly.

“OH! That was lovely!” She cooed, giggling as I got the thing near her hole. It came with its own lube I learned, the thickest end not much thicker than say a real egg. Sadly I raised it up to her, touching it to her back door as she exhaled.

“Deep breath… now the box says 2 to 3 hours in the rectUUUUUUUUUUUUM.” She extended her word when it actually started sliding in. Her flank hole expanded rather well, eventually letting the small object pop in once it had passed its thickest point. It disappeared in her, my sigh of relief quickly silenced when I was yanked upwards by the collar. It floated about in the air by a small field of yellow light, being jerked than towards to Celestia’s head. She was panting rather harshly, her eyes half open while she threw her forearms round my neck and pulled my member flush with her genitals. She ran her tongue up my face, her warm spittle dripping down my face.

“Ew…”

“Hush up and rut me big boy.” She breathlessly gasped, bucking her hips into me. I bounced off her, her godly strength quite surprising to one who didn’t expect it. I didn’t expect it, and I hurt my penis. She watched me expectantly, me rising up into the air to position my member to her hole. She didn’t wait long though, taking the large rule book and slamming it into my rear to shove me into her.

“AH!” I coughed, my cries of pain ignored entirely as she kept me to her with rear legs.

“OH YES! That’s the stuff!” She yanked on my collar, giving me a pretty harsh look.

“Get movin Isaac! Do I have to get the book I show to Derpy when SHE forgets how to rut?” Rolling my eyes I shamefully began to pull out of her, pushing back into her incredibly tight caverns. Her slick flesh stretched around me, the juices dribbling out onto her as she squirmed about. I kept it slow, burying my face in her fur to keep from puking. The feeling of her warm clit against my stomach crawled through my spine as if a spider stood in its place, making me try and pull away from it. Physically this wasn’t exactly possible, her hind legs grasped me with legs like iron. She bounced me up and down like… well a horse, her moans filling the room and probably a good half of the neighborhood. Her horn continued to let out a series of terrifying sparks, the crackling streams of light falling down on us. Luckily it didn’t burn, but the sparks seemed to come only stronger and more plentiful.

“I’m getting close! H-harder Isaac!” She yanked me up to her lips with the collar, forcing me to look at her as she shoved her horse tongue in my mouth. Gagging, I of course attempted to pull back only to meet a pair of hooves on the back of my head. Her tongue rubbed and squirmed about in my mouth, feeding me with a rush of her saliva. Her insides convulsed and twitched against my member, the juices now coating my pubic area thingy as she bucked me up in the air.

“OOOOOH SHIT SON.” She squealed, burying her face in my neck. Her juices gushed from our contact, an audible set of plaps hitting the sheets and floor. Her walls tightened like a vice grip, squeezing and milking on me. Her grip tightened as well, her forelegs crushing my wind pipe against her fluff.

“ACK-AAACK!” I coughed, but she paid no mind to it. She instead proceeded to lift her wings upwards, incasing us both in a feathery hug while she rolled on her side. She ceased choking me, but still kept her grip on me body. Her face scooted back a bit when she finished her dramatic squirting, staring me down with sultry eyes, hanging tongue and sweaty fur.

“Was it good for you too baby?” She whispered, rubbing the back of my neck with a hoof.

“Nothing I could say right now could sum that up really.”

“Glad you liked it sweet heart.” She cooed, nuzzling me tightly as her wings now came flush with my back. I simply laid there for the time being, the cage of fur flesh and feathers tight enough to hinder all movement what so ever. Eventually I went limp enough to slip out of her, securing the thought of not puking in her hold. Eventually her breathing became quieter and softer, her grip loosening. She fell asleep, good enough for me. So I wiggled out of her grasp, sliding down to her hips and barely avoiding brushing my lips against hers. Looking down I got a view of her flank, thankful that the medicine had stayed in her.

“I’m putting my dick through a pencil sharpener when this is all over.” I groaned, getting up from the bed and finding my boxers. I slipped them on and opened my door, finding Sweetie Belle with a small box in front of her.

“It says “insert into rectum” Isaac. What’s a rectum?” She asked, her face as quizzical as mine was green.

“It’s a… long and probably very unsanitary story.” I sighed, picking up the box and looking over it.

“Are you gonna put it in me? Cuz that sounds like fun!” She squeed, hopping up and grabbing onto my leg. Her head came up to my knee on its own, her new hold letting her chin rest on my thigh. I thought hard about it, thinking maybe I could just lived with a penis obsessed Derpy and Sweetie Belle. That is until Sweetie Belle started pulling at my waist band with her hoof.

“Isaac? You awake in there?” With a defeated face and conscience, I lifted her up like a puppy. One arm ran up the length of her body with my hand on her chest, between her legs. She grabbed onto my arm with all her little legs, her mouth noming and sucking on my fingers.

“You sure?” I asked one more time, not as to why but I guess hope is just stupid like that. She nodded her head, moaning as her filly bits rubbed against my arm. Her juices dripped down onto my elbow, now I had to amputate it.

“Do it on the kitchen counter! I’m sure derpy won’t mind.” She giggled, sucking passionately on my fingers and watching me with her big eyes. I bit my tongue, tasting a bit of blood and making my way down the stairs.

XXXX 6 MONTHS LATER XXXX

“Mornin Isaac.”

“Mornin stud muffin.”

“Mornin Isaac.”

“Mornin guys.” I sighed, reaching over to turn the lamp on. Derpy was perched on my chest, her head next to mine with the covers enveloping the rest of her. Sweetie Belle was curled up next to my head, her little snoot next to my ear to fill my head with her snoring. Celestia was my new pillow, wrapped in her own blanket with her long neck craned to rest on Sweetie Belle. By now I had just gotten used to the fact that my life was centered around these obsessive ponies, apparently in this world I was pardoned from going to school to look after these mares. My parents and family… well apparently they were vaporized or something because I haven’t heard or seen shit of them since I got back. I don’t really care actually. I have enough problems now. Other than that from they had showed and told me it seemed like in this world I was a total sex ADDICT. All the pictures they had to show me, someone was naked, or dripping with nasty juice. Other than that, things hadn’t changed. Most of my life was dedicated to the mares now. But since I had… used the suppositories on them, they mostly cuddle. Which I guess is better than rutting… but I still hate myself. And clopping.

“Isaac, can we have pancakes for breakfast?” Sweetie asked, still in her little curl.

“Please?”

“I love pancakes!”

“CELESTIA REQUIRES YOUR OVER TOP PANCAKES.”

“Fine! Just give me a few minutes and I’ll bring them up.” I groaned, a mass of cheering coming from the bed. I trudged down the stairs, rubbing the sleepy from my eyes and heading into the kitchen. The place was usually pretty well kept, the mares helped clean whenever they made a mess. So I set out making the pancakes, making it to setting the pan on the burner before the doorbell went off.

“Who the hell could that be?” I questioned, making my way to the door and opening it. Whoever was on the other side was already gone, a small box being the only thing left. On it, resting a note.

“Dear faggot,

It has come to my attention that you have passed my test, therefore I have packaged your reward in this box that looks ominously like it contains anthrax. It is possibly anthrax.

Love, the jebus”

With a rather… horrified look I went back to the kitchen, grabbing the biggest knife I could find. Than a box cutter. I didn’t know HOW I was going to attempt to fight off anthrax with a knife, but things are always going south for me aren’t they? So, I gently cut the tape along the top of the box, only for it to explode open with a rainbow trail.

“AH!” I yelled, the cutting implements flying into the ceiling. They stuck, the familiar Pegasus stopping on the couch.

“Aw shit son! I was in that box for 2 days!” Rainbow Dash said, flopping into her back on the couch.

“Dash?”

"Hey Isaac! Miss me?” She waved, grabbing the remote like she owned the place.

“Wha-… what the hell are you doing here?!” I questioned, getting up and approaching her.

“Wait… hold on Isaac! HNNNNG!” She spread her legs, a loud fart echoing through the house.

“Sorry man, was holding that one in for a while! Can’t do it when you’re stuck in cardboard box!” She sighed, resting into the couch and wagging her tail.

“So, you had me come all the way from Ponyville, when does the fun you promise start?”

“Fun?”

“I got more everfreeeeeeeee.” Came her sing song voice, a bottle in her hoof as she shook it. Her words hit my eardrums, letting my brain overload with absolute un-want of this thing before me. pushing me backwards to faint on the floor.

And if you wanna know what happens after that, then fuck off. I’m done with this shit.

The end…OR IS IT?!

Author's Note

yeah, this is really the end of the story. YES there will be a sequel, when? When I damn well feel like it. If you have any ideas or what not, GO AWAY. I hate myself, thanks for reading, watch everyone de-favorite when this goes up.