The Only Chapter
Pinkie skipped into the dark Everfree, growing closer to Zecora’s cottage. She was sad that Zecora lived so secludedly out here in the forest. Her reasoning was, that the Everfree needed some pon- zebra to keep it in line. Pinkie understood, but it didn’t lighten her mood any better. When she spotted the light pouring from the cottage window, she lit up almost immediately. That meant Zecora was home, perfect!
Bursting through the door, she squealed, “Heeeeey, Zecorrrra!”
There were two female zebras in Zecora’s living room. However, neither of them were the zebra she was looking for. They were nearly identical, except for their height. One stood at a taller 6’1, while the other was a shorter 5’8… give or take a few. They shared the same smooth coats, and their solid white mane and tails were also the same length.
“Hi?” The zebras said simultaneously.
“Oh my gosh! Zecora, I didn’t know you could split into two!” Pinke said. “Showmeshowmeshowme!”
“You mean auntie?” The shorter one cocked her head. The both looked at each other before the tall zebra continued. “Are you a… friend of hers?”
“Zecora is my beeeest zebra friend! She’s your auntie? Since when? How old are you? What’s your names? Can I throw you a party?” Pinkie smiled, machine gunning out questions.
“Since always. Twenty. Meemee.” The short one started.
“Zeezee.” The tall one waved.
“Annnd only if we’re invited.” Zee stuck her tongue out.
Pinkie giggled, leaning forwards and hugging the twins to her chest, saying, “Of course, sillies! It wouldn’t be a “Welcome to Ponyville” party without the guests of honor!”
The two of them were wide eyes, staring unbelievably into the pink bosom they were engulfed in. Something screamed at them, something that they needed, but couldn’t quite put a finger on it. It wasn’t until their vision grew hazy that they realized. Oh yeah, air!
By that time, though, Pinkie was stroking their hair and saying, “Shhh…no tears, only dreams, now…”
“Nyaah!” They both squealed, snapping awake in a bed so fluffy it molded around their bodies. They definitely weren’t in their auntie’s home. Either that, or someone redecorated the entire forest to look like a big town. The two of them were staring blankly at the window for a solid minute before finally making eye contact with each other. The both bolted up from the bed, seeing that they were now in their underwear. The sound of the door clicking open practically teleported them beneath the sheets as they hid their half-naked bodies. A blue, older mare poked her head in and smiled.
“Oh, you two must be Pinkie’s new friends. You looked awful exhausted when she dragged you in here.” Mrs. Cake laughed heartedly. Zee and Mee both glanced at each other before speaking up.
“Who’s Pinkie?” The two asked. A familiar pink head slid in beside Mrs. Cake and waved.
“Oh.” Zee huffed.
“Hiiiiii!” Pinkie waved. “You two passed out in my funbags, so I brought you here!”
“I’m sure that’s what happened.” Mee deadpanned, her side of the blanket slumping down far enough to show her bare cleavage, her bra having slipped just enough to show the dark nipple on the greyish colored zebra.
“It’s happened before, dearies.” Mrs. Cake countered. “I’ve seen it myself.”
“They’re just so big, ponies-and zebras, apparently- get lost in them!” Pinkie giggled, pushing them together with her hands. Meemee looked down and realized her predicament, quickly covering herself up and pouting.
“Is this how to treat all your guests? Kidnapping and stripping?” Zeezee questioned, letting her side of the blanket fall as she crossed her arms around her squishy breasts.
“Ooonly my faaaaavorite ones!” Pinke said.
“Why did you strip us?” Mee raised an eyebrow to the perverted pink pony. Even Mrs. Cake was a little curious as to her reasoning. Usually Pinkie wasn’t THAT brazen on the first date.
“What, see something strange?” Zee asked.
“Something that maaaybe didn’t belong somewhere?” Mee continued.
“And this is where I take my leave… take care, you three!” Mrs. Cake said, pushing Pinkie inside and closing the door. The twins looked at each other, smirking almost deviously before they started to shift around beneath the sheets.
“Oooooh… what’re we gonna do on the bed, you two?” Pinkie sultrily asked, flopping on the foot of the bed. Soon enough, the two zebras reappeared, nothing seeming to have changed.
“Well, first why don’t you tell us a little about yourself.” Zeezee started.
“And we’ll tell you a little of us.” Meemee continued.
“Weeeelll… My name is Pinkie Pie and I work here in Sugarcube Corner with Mr. and Mrs. Cake and the twins that I take care of sometimes and I’m the head backer even though they own the shop and I grew up on a rock farm with my Granny Pie and mom and dad and three sisters and I’m one of the Elements of Harmony- Laughter, couldn’t ya tell?- and I was going over to Zecora’s today to talk to her about a party potion idea I had but I found you two and you passed out in my tits so I dragged you here and undressed you a little bit and you have cool penises and that’s it! Your turn!” Pinkie finished.
The twins sat there, concentrating extremely hard. It seems they were trying to process the flood of information that just hit them. A few moments later, Zeezee spoke. “Well, I’m Zeezee, but you already know that. And Zecora is our aunt.” She finished. Pinkie seemed almost disappointed by the lack of information.
“That’s it?” She pouted.
“Pretty much.” Meemee nodded. “Not everyone can be as exciting as you.”
“Yep.” Zee nodded as well, shrugging at the sulking pink mare.
“Awww… I was hoping to have some fuuuun…” Pinkie sulked.
“Define fun?” The twins asked.
“Hmmm… well: enjoyment, amusement, or light-hearted pleasure… emphasis on pleasure.” Pinkie said.
The two zebras gave each other an amused look before giggling. Pinkie’s face slowly drained of emotion, gaining the curiosity of the other two. “What’s…” Zee started.
“I forgot! Omigosh!!” Pinkie panicked, bouncing around the room with her arms flailing.
“Forgot what?” Mee asked.
“I was supposed to help Rainbow!” Pinkie’s voice was barely heard, already out the door, leaving the two twins alone. They sat there in silence, not knowing what to do. Before too much confusion was set, the blue mare from earlier stumbled into the room.
“But Pinkie!” Mrs. Cake attempted to reason.
“This is a matter of friendship, keep them company!” Pinkie begged, clinging to Mrs. Cake desperately. She looked down at Pinkie, both their faces starting to twist up.
“If… I must.” Mrs. Cake sighed, smiling as she received a kiss from the pink party pony.
“I’ll be back real quick!” Pinkie assured, rushing out the door and closing it behind her. Mrs. Cake stared at the twins, slowly waving.
“Hello. I’m… Mrs. Cake.”
“Well, hello Mrs. Cake. Are you uh…” Zeezee started, glancing up at her pink hair, then slowly down to the small wrinkles under Mrs. Cake’s eyes. “Pinkie’s mom?”
“Oh no” The older mare laughed. “I’m her friend, boss and landlady. Though you’re not the first to make that mistake… But do I really look old enough to be Pinkie’s mother…?”
“Did she say mother?” Mee laughed nervously, shoving the blankets over Zeezee’s head, reaching almost awkwardly over Mrs. Cake. “She meant sister.”
“O- Oh…? Thank you dear!” Mrs. Cake blushed and laughed.
Zeezee yanked the blanket off, nodding rapidly. “Yeah! And if you want my honest opinion, never refer to yourself as a ‘landlady’. It just makes you sound old.” She sputtered alongside her sister.
“Okay?” Mrs. Cake raised her eyebrow.
Zee and Mee both stared at her with big, awkward smiles.
“Well, Pinkie told me to keep you two company, so I suppose I shall. I’m Cup Cake, and I run a bakery called Sugarcube Corner with my husband.”
“Oh, that explains why she’s so hyper.” Zee chuckled.
“You’d think it was the sugar she eats, but no! Pinkie is almost always that excited.” Mrs. Cake laughed.
“Maybe her blood is made of caramel. It couldn’t be sugar, she’s too hot for that.” Mee joked.
“Oh… My Carrot Cake makes the most delicious caramel~” Mrs Cake sighed.
The twins shared an almost surprised glance, scooting closer to Cup Cake. “Who’s Carrot Cake?” They said almost simultaneously.
“My dearest husband.”
They both sank back a little, almost disappointed at her response. “I bet he’s a lucky stallion.” Zee sighed.
“Mm… I know that I’m lucky I have him~” The mare licked her lips slightly.
Mee’s eyes shifted up, noticing her small gesture and grinning. Zee saw this as well, feeling slightly more confident. “So, you really like him.” Zee joked with a more hearty laugh.
“Very much so.” Mrs. Cake nodded.
“Annnd he loves you?” Mee continued.
“Oh yes… Though he is visiting his parents in Canterlot. But I’m sure he’d love to meet you two.” Mrs. Cake replied.
Zee and Mee both lit up immediately, scooting closer again, their thighs sandwiching the pony between. “Reeeeeally?” They both hummed in a gentle harmony.
“Y- Yes? What are you two up to?”
“Oh, nothing.” Zee replied, sticking her tongue out.
“Just thinking about how long he’d been gone. It’s an awful long ride to Canterlot, and I imagine he’d be staying a couple days, right?” Mee added.
“Yes, and he took the twins to meet their grandparents.” Mrs. Cake said, a nervous waver creeping into her voice slightly.
“Oh that’s nice. Big, strong pony looking after the kids while you take a break at home, eh?” Zee inquired.
Mrs. Cake nodded, shifting her gaze between the two zebras.
“But it must be awful lonely without him, right?” Zee continued.
“It’s a real shame for such a beautiful young mare like yourself to be left here alone.” Mee hummed, sliding a hand onto Cup Cake’s leg.
“S- such a shame…” Mrs. Cake cooed. Zee and Mee both gave each other a smirk before nodding. Mrs. Cake caught something out of her eye, seeing that a tent was slowly pitching itself in the crotchal region of both zebras.
“We could help you…” Zee said.
“Pass the time?” Mee licked her lips, reminding Mrs. Cake of her own fantasy earlier before the sudden realization that these zebras weren’t exactly female.
“That sounds… rather appealing.”
“Being Zecora’s cousins...” Zee started.
“We find some concoctions that make our lives more…” Mee continued.
“Interesting.” They both finished, their hands now firmly on both of her thighs. Cup Cake could feel the heat radiating from their bodies. They were definitely a few degrees higher than they were mere moments ago.
“Interesting? In what way?” The older mare giggled.
“We gave each other big mare breaking stallion cocks.” Mee stated bluntly.
“I think she knew that, Mee.” Zee rolled her eyes.
“I doubt they are… hm, as big as what I’m used to.”
Zee and Mee’s expressions almost faded to a deadpan, unimpressed look. They both stared at her for a moment or two before throwing the blanks off each other, now around the mare that had been sitting atop and between them. When Cup Cake pulled the blanket from her face, she sat in awe at the generous, girthy gifts they both possessed.
“... P- Perhaps I was a bit quick to judge.” Cup Cake said, a lewd grin spreading across her lips.
Mrs. Cake saw something unordinary about their lengths. Besides, of course, their lengths. There were two, silver rings around the base of the mammoths that were attached to them.
“What are those for?” She asks, pointing to them.
“Oh, well the thing about our packages.” Zee began.
“They’re suuuper potent. Like, you have absolutely zero chance of NOT getting knocked up.” Mee giggled.
“And those rings are magic, they’re pretty much contraceptives.” Zee smiled.
“Like, super knocked up. No contraceptive you could take would save you.” Mee continued.
“Well, that would be problematic. Carrot would be very disappointed he missed the fun~”
Mrs. Cake got a glimpse of a thick liquid start to trail down their dicks, shimmering with the lust that was being contained in their large, almost unnaturally pent up sacks. “We never had a chance on the trip here.” Mee started.
“And right when we got to Zecora, she had us do some chores. We did it because we loved her, but were too exhausted after. So we went to sleep.” Zee fluently followed up Mee’s words.
“Annnd when we woke up, Zecora told us she was leaving for awhile, and we’d have to watch over the place. But right before we got to do anything, a big breasted pink pony took us here.” Mee quickly retorted, both their breathing could be felt along Mrs. Cake’s neck.
“And we are really, reeeally fucking horny.” Zee’s blunt tone and harsh wording made Cup Cake shiver softly. Mee cut off Cake’s breath with a hand sliding into her shirt and squeezing the blue fruit hidden away in her tight container.
“Oh, sister. She is so soft.” Mee whined.
“She can’t be that…” Zee chuckled, slowing herself to a pause as she gripped the other breast, practically starting to drool at the feel. They both caused Cup Cake to squeal with their new vice around her melons.
“Mm… So enthusiastic. I like that.” Cup Cake moaned.
The two zebras were breathing heavily, their cocks throbbing at full mast and nearly reaching the top of their heads. They definitely were long enough to give Cup Cake some ideas that they might have tried on themselves. “Oh, get her pants now.” Zee ordered.
Mee dove under the blankets, her large body bulging the blankets out as she approached Mrs. Cake’s covered body before two hands tightly grabbed her waist and yanked her loosely fitted clothing down, leaving her only to feel the soft bed sheets she was lying atop. Mrs. Cake didn’t even have a chance to reply before Zee was pulling her shirt up over her head. Everything was moving so fast. These two zebras just came into her place of work, and are now disrobing her in Pinkie’s bed. So much was going through her mind, panic, lust, worry, thrill… The thrill of Pinkie coming home at any time. What if something happened and her husband had to come home early, seeing her impaled from both ends. Why from both sides? Her mind was already going to work, and it hadn’t even started!
“Oooo she’s so tight down here.” Mee’s half-muffled tone called through the sheets as a finger unexpectedly pierced Cake’s neglected cunt. Mrs. Cake shook with the force of her own shrill moan.
“And sensitive too.” Zee licked her lips appetizingly, her mouth seeming dry at the prospect of drawing milk from the two succulent motherly teets in front of her. In an instant, Cake’s bra was off and her breasts were being squeezed and massaged. “Even your boobs are swelling, you must really be in need of some attention.”
“You think that’s bad? Look at this pussy! Either she’s been deprived of sex, or her husband’s name is really Baby Carrot Cake.” Mee laughed loudly.
“D- Don’t talk about my husband that way.” Cup Cake growled. “We’ve been doing a- anal mostly for a while.”
There was a short paused before Cup Cake felt a finger prodding her other hole, followed by a surprised gasp. “She’s right!” Mee stated.
“Well, I guess we got a bit ‘cocky’, eh?” Zee chortled.
“Nice one sis’!” Mee laughed, the two raising their hands up to high-five, horrendously missing each other with Mee’s under-the-cover limb.
“Whatever, we didn’t mean anything. We’re just gonna have sex okay?” Zee rolled her eyes, turning her attention back to Mrs. Cake and kindly, and apologetically kneading the mountains of fluffy, squishy dough.
“If Carot comes home early… You’ll have to decide which of the two of you is taking him.” Cup Cake said slyly.
“Oh, we’ll both take him.” Mee laughed.
“Mm… He did say he’s curious… But no, that is something for me to enjoy. I meant who’s taking his cock up their hole.”
“Yeah, we got that.” Zee deadpanned, sliding herself forward and prodding Cake’s lips. “Less talk, more suck.” She ordered. At the same time as her demand, Cup Cake felt something slimy devouring her oh-so-hungry cunt and teasing it.
“O- Oh!” Cup Cake gasped, moaning loudly. “Mmm! That’s nice~”
“Shut up and suck you fucking milf!” Zee groaned, forcing her into Cake’s throat amidst her chattering with an unexpected thrust forward.
“Did you do the thing?” Mee uttered in a slurred, mouth-full kind of way.
“Yes… yeaaasssh…” Zee shivered at the flesh surrounding her length and making it throb almost twice as hard as the veiny, angry looking monster was that was straining Mrs. Cake’s jaw tunneled its way down her throat. It wasn’t until that moment when it started that Cup Cake realized just how thick this sexual beast was. She could feel her throat stretching painfully, like when you take too big of a bite of food and swallow it whole, except the stretching wasn’t just going one way. She was being thoroughly throat fucked by this foreign cock, and the thrill of the act was making her heart pound so hard she swore her chest would burst at any moment. The only smell her brain could process was the musk filling not only the room, but her nostrils. The strength of the scent was numbing the pain, and making her mind spin.
Cup Cake bucked her hips back into Mee’s face, desperate to have more inside of her. Mee’s face was being drenched with sweetly tangy pussy juices as moans, wet slaps, and gagging filled the room. It was the most melodic symphony she had heard in a long time. “Woow… slut’s got a good mouth.” Zee sighed almost dreamily with a particularly rough thrust that knocked the senses from Cup Cake momentarily.
“Well, now you’re making me jealous.” Mee cooed, her tongue slithering deep into the shaking walls her snout was buried in. Cup Cake gagged hard from the sudden spike of pleasure, nearly succumbing to the temptation to pull away from Zee’s cock. Instead, she puts a hand to Zee’s hip, and pushing against the thrusts, hoping to signal to slow down. Whether Zee took the hint, she didn’t care. All that was going through Cup Cake’s mind was that this was not slowing down, in fact, it was actually speeding up. The throbbing throat fucking she was getting seemed to be stretching her wider with every second, signaling her lunch was about to be served early. Cup Cake’s eyes snapped open, wanting to scream as Mee’s tongue started to slide up her stomach, the teasing of her crotch quickly being replaced by something hard prodding the entrance.
While not an unwelcome feeling, Cup Cake felt herself becoming overwhelmed. She squirmed, trying to indicate discomfort, panic, a stroke, anything to get the two twins to stop for at least a moment. However, her efforts only seemed to encourage Mee and Zee, as Zee sped up even more, and Mee put more force behind her prodding, waiting for the moment that her cock would slide into Cup Cake’s winking pussy.
“Ooo, whatever you’re doing, keep doing it.” Zee shook with pleasure as Mee poked her head out from beneath the cover to see her older sister’s sack resting just above the two voluptuous blue milk bags. The sight alone was a buffet that made Mee’s mouth drool.
“This part always makes them squirm.” Mee licked her lips, kicking herself forward and forcefully tunneling her painfully hard and neglected cock into the flesh wallet that was now embracing its new lover, willing or not. The screams of Mrs. Cake were futile, mostly muffled around the intruder in her gullet. Mee happily licked at the back of Zee’s sack, causing a generous spurt of pre to eject into Cake’s stomach.
“Haaaah!” Zee gasped, holding herself hilted in the throat of their new victim as a wave of what could only be described as liquid lust started to bulge its way into Cup Cake’s stomach. Cake immediately knew what was happening, and had absolutely no say in the matter.
As her belly continued to bloat outwards, something in Cup Cake’s mind gave up. Why was she even trying to resist? These two mares were amazing! The change was immediate. Instead of squirming around in discomfort, her hands darted to the enormous dangling orbs, pulling them into her breasts and rubbing them together. At the same time, Cup Cake thrust her hips back, Mee’s cock still pressing hard against her pussy lips, and in a moment, Mee’s length was halfway inside of Cup Cake. Mee squealed and started to giggle absurdly. “She’s getting into it now!” She smiled, nestling her head between Cup Cake’s breasts, and her sister’s balls, her hips finally giving it all and thrusting after a short journey backwards.
“Yeeeeahhh… giving this cake a nice cream filling. You like that bitch?” Zee panted, her tongue dangling free from her mouth as her orgasm slowly ebbed to a stop. The sack on Cup Cake’s chin hadn’t reduced in size at all, showing just how much of a ride she was in for.
Instead of trying to reply to Zee, Cup Cake attempted to curl her tongue around the massive beast, but her efforts were in vain. Zee’s cock was so thick, it was pinning Cup Cake’s tongue to the bottom of her mouth. Zee roughly yanked herself from the nice, warm hole and gave a generous last spurt or two of cum to cover Mrs. Cake’s face, who started to gag and cough loudly.
“Mm, y- you two certainly k- know how to sh- show a girl a good ti-” Cup Cake was cut off by a violent series of coughs.
“To be honest, you’re the best little onahole we’ve had in awhi- hnng…” Mee groaned gutturally with rapid set of thrusts before returning to her normal pace.
“Mmhm.” Zee nodded, her still hard pecker seeming anxious for more. Zee, however, was more patient, sliding down by her sister and joining her in the act of suckling on both tits with a fervent desire to quench their thirst, both literally and mentally.
Cup Cake cleared her throat, seeming to have recovered from her coughing fit. “Mm, referring to me as a t- toy? You have to buy me dinner first to earn that privilage- ooohhh, ya… right there~” She moaned lewdly, pulling the twins’ faces further into her cleavage. Zee and Mee shivered simultaneously as they drank from the blue mare’s milk bags. Both their hips were mirrored, thrusting side by side. Zee wasn’t hilted, however, and was simply mimicking the action that she so desired.
“Getting close, sister.” Mee took a short break from her suckling to say before hungrily returning, emphasising her swelling shaft with a particularly rough pound into Cake’s stretched cunt.
“Oh? C- Cumming already?” Cup Cake giggled in an attempt to aggravate Mee into becoming even rougher in her thrusts. Mee simply grinned a toothy grin, her next thrust so forceful that Cake bumped her head against the headboard, her mind scrambling not just from the hit alone.
“I love toys that talk. Show this cheeky little milf who’s boss.” Zee chuckled, squeezing both breasts almost painfully tight.
“Y- Ya, what she saaaaiiiid~” Cup Cake moaned as she bucked her hips in time with Mee’s thrusts. Mee’s eyes shut tightly, her thrusts making her hips like a blur as her climactic finish approached. Zee eagerly moved a hand down to her own cock and started to stroke it, watching with apt attention as if this was something that happened frequently. Who are we kidding, it does.
“Mmm… my favorite part.” Zee’s mouth slowly fell open as every crevice within Cup Cake’s body was suddenly filled with Mee’s magma, bubbling out into a caustic flow of moaning pleasure. Mee’s thrusts didn’t slow in the slightest, forcing Celestia knows how much backwash out of the brutalized pussy as it continued to fill their sweet pastry treat.
“Oh buck yes!” Cup Cake screamed. “Fill my oven with delicious cuuum!” Her insides clamped down on Mee’s cock with a vice-like grip, nearly to the point of extreme pain. The outline of Mee’s dick was obvious as it rapidly shuffled back and forth along the skin above Cake’s constantly stimulated clit, the growing bulge at the peak of her thrust growing with every hilt as the cum started to build to follow with the cum-belly Zee gave her earlier.
“C- Come on! Smash my insides, ravage my cunt, and don’t you bucking dare stop!” Cup Cake growled.
Zee gritted her teeth and growled. “Flip her over, I can’t wait anymore.”
Mee nodded, not even missing a beat as she spun onto her back, taking Mrs. Cake with her. Her belly jiggled audibly as the cum inside re-settled in its new dangling position. Zee quickly mounted Cup Cake and used her still glistening slick prick into the practically gaping ass and causing the twins cocks to give a new friction to their passion.
“Ahh… That’s it~ Buck my holes until your balls are empty!” Cup Cake moaned, a dopey smile spreading across her lips. “We’re not stopping until I’m co… completely satisfied~”
“Oh, please shut her up.” Zee groaned. Mee instinctively yanked Cake’s head to her mouth and let their tongues explore each other’s mouth. “Muuch better.” Zee laughed, making it hard for the two to continue their kiss with each discombobulating thrust into Cake’s gloryhole. Both twin’s pistoned in and out, the feel of each other through the layer of flesh dividing both holes only making their own pleasure skyrocket. “Ass without the sass, much better.” She teased, giving the blue rump a loud spank, causing the mare to squeal in delight.
Mashing her lips and tongue against Mee’s, Cup Cake wrapped her arms around the zebra, holding her tightly, and clenching her ass and cunt equally tight. “AH!” Zee squealed, not just from the sudden tightness, but from someone licking her unused cunt. Her head snapped back and she saw Pinkie, naked and licking at her cunt. “When the… huh-haaah?!”
“Saw you from the window, thought I’d join you!” Pinkie giggled before diving back into the dark lips quivering around her tongue.
“But… we’re at… the second stor- stor… stoorah… fuck it just lick.” Zee groaned. Each time she pulled back to thrust she found herself digging deeper into the muzzle planted firmly at her sensitive pussy.
Cup Cake pulled away from the kiss. “D- Did I hear Pinkie just noooow?” She gasped as the two cocks bumped each other through her insides.
“Yuparoony!” Came a bubbly response, even though the party pony hadn’t pulled away from Zee’s dripping cunt.
“OOohhhhohohoho~” Cup Cake chuckled. “M- My how the tables have t- tuuuurned~”
“What’s thaat… that supposed to…” Zee panted.
“Oh P- Pinkie dear~” Cup Cake cooed.
“Yeah Missus Cake?!”
“I was wondering i- if youuu could dem- demonstrate what you d- did with Carrot last time on these two d- deliiightful young zebras~” Cup Cake’s words sent chills down the sisters’ spines for reasons they were about to find out.
“You mean… YAAAY~” Pinkie suddenly appeared beside Mee. “Hiya! Could I ask you to do something?”
“Suuure?” Mee seemed slightly reluctant at obeying their kidnapper, but the eagerness slowly overtook her nerves.
“Could you straighten up? I would’ve popped beneath you already, but Twilight says that it’s rude to pop other people without asking.”
Mee blinked slowly before sitting up momentarily, meeting her sister face to face now. “Sup.” Zee laughed.
“Sup.” Mee smiled.
“N- Now Pinkie, do your thing.” Cup Caked giggled. Before Zee or Mee could ask what Pinkie’s ‘thing’ was, they suddenly found themselves tied up, facing each other. Their cocks that had been inside of Cup Cake a second earlier now rubbed up against each other.
“What!” The twins shouted in a mix of confusion and awe.
“That’s the thiiiiing~” Pinkie said in a sing song voice. Both twins were staring with open mouths at the pink mare, not able to find the words to speak.
“Our dear Pinkie is such a gem.” Cup Cake cooed, “She brings such spice into our bedroom.”
“Awww, thanks Mrs. Cake!” Pinkie laughs, “They look like they like it, with their dicks rubbing up against each other!”
“M-maybe…” Mee nodded.
“I wanna see em cum like that!” Pinkie said, wrapping her arms around the twins, and moving them up and down slightly, making their dicks grind together more.
“That would be rather… erotic.” Cup Cake moans as she laid back and rubbed her labia.
Zee and Mee gripped the sheets tightly as they exchanged a glance of acceptance. The two went limp, allowing Pinkie to pleasure them without struggle. “Well, go on.” Zee huffed.
“Yaaaay!” Pinkie squeezed them tighter, and despite the bonds holding Mee and Zee together, Pinkie somehow managed to move them up and down to the point where the zebras were sure the ropes would snap. Mee’s eyes were rolling around in her head as both the pleasure of the twin cocks grinding against each other, mixed with the oxygen deprivating hug Pinkie was giving, made her head spin.
“Yeah, bet you wanna c-cuum…” Zee gritted her teeth, making it look like she was smirking at her younger sister.
“You’ll… cum first.” Mee quivered, her voice starting to tremble.
“Nah, I’m gonna make your cocks explode at the same time.” Pinkie winked before giggling. Almost as if on que, the twins bucked their hips into each other, causing their cocks to bob and twitch almost violently. Large globs of pre were fountaining down their poles, making Pinkie’s mouth water at the sight.
“MMm… Creamy creamy cum!” Pinkie said dreamily.
“Gah… I can never finish myself…” Cup Cake groaned, causing Pinkie to hop over in one bounce, and flick her clit. Cup Cake squealed as juices squirted from her spasming cunt, before slumping over. “Suh… Sometimes, you do too good of a job Pinkie…”
“Hey!” Zee and Mee shouted, making Pinkie snap her attention back. “We’re waiting.”
“Oh right!” Pinkie pulled the rope away and pulled the two sisters apart slightly, looking down at their cum covered bodies. “Mmm… I just wanna lick it all up in a single SLURP! But I can’t…” Pinkie looked downtrodden for a moment, before perking up again. “But I CAN do it in two!”
Before Mee or Zee could express their doubts, pinkie stuck her tongue out and licked Mee. The zebra couldn’t see, but she could feel an enormous wet thing dragging up her body, causing her to moan. Zee couldn’t help but watch with an apt gaze, her throbbing mass growing veinier at the sight of her sister being dominated. “Whaaa?” Mee whimpered extensively.
“Wooow~ You taste delicious!” Pinkie giggled as she savoured the taste of their mixed juices. “Now for the other one!” Zee was able to brace herself as she felt Pinkie’s tongue drag its way up from her crotch to her breasts.
Zee whined and bucked her hips around, sloppily splattering pre on everyone within five feet. “Stop teasing us!” Zee shivered.
Pinkie turned to Cup Cake with a face as if she was asking permission. “You go ahead dearie… I believe I am satisfied.” The older mare panted, causing Pinkie to cheer and hop over to the other side of the room.
“And where are you g-going?” Mee uttered.
Pinkie merely giggled, and pushed a panel in the wall, revealing a small storage space. “W- what…? The bathroom is right on the other side…” Cup Cake mutters before shrugging and accepting it.
“Thiiiis…” Pinkie began, hopping back to the bed. “Is my toybox!” She opened the lid, and inside were 6 more boxes, each of them were labeled.
‘Dildos’
‘Vibes’
‘Whips, crops, etc.’
‘Outfits’
‘Bondage stuffs’
‘Crazy stuff’
Zee and Mee’s eyes were wide, the two of them swallowing dryly. “Don’t worry you sillies! We won’t be opening the craaaazy box. Last time that happened was really fun though, lots and lots of tentacles were everywhere and they fucked me for like a week straight! OH! And then there was a time I opened it and there was a giant slime-”
“Can you just please hurry up, we’re hungry.” Zee stated bluntly.
“Yeah, this is fun and all but… I don’t really want… you know.” Mee continued, staring silently at the box.
“Ya, surprises aren’t always nice, so let’s go with Bondage stuffs!” Before Mee and Zee could so much as blink, they were tied up again, this time gagged, and about a foot apart from each other. Their feet were by each other’s head in a sort of scissoring position, lining both cocks in a sight that left Pinkie in awe.
“Mmhph?!” Mee and Zee both squealed, their eyes snapping around in confusion of Pinkie’s strange fetish magic.
“And now the funnest of fun fun parts!” Pinkie cheered, “WAIT…” She pointed to the rings around the bases of Mee and Zee’s cocks. “Those aren’t part of the Super Duper Double Dicks and Ropes kit… They gotta go.”
Mee and Zee both tried to cry out to Pinkie that they were to stop them from getting her pregnant, but the only thing Pinkie could hear were muffled sounds of enjoyment. “Don’t worry, Auntie Pinkie will make it aaaaaaall better.” She said as she unclasped the rings and tossed them over her shoulder. The two thrashed violently as their cocks seemed to bulge out to nearly twice the size, shocking even Pinkie at their new sizes as the two full sacks matched the new appendages with their audibly gurgling virility.
“Oooo!! Me likey!” Without another word, Pinkie jumped between the two groaning zebras, and landed right on top of their cocks, both being pulled into Pinkie’s hungry cunt. The two zebras screamed through their muffling gags, Pinkie unable to move a muscle as she slowly sank down and forced her stomach to bulge out almost comically as they slid in.
“Woooww… That’s a looot of coock, and it’s inside my little pussy~” Pinkie giggled in a pleasure fueled haze. “Come on, buck me~”
The two immediately bucked Pinkie off the bed and into the air, her plump breasts bouncing around before she came crashing down to the hilts again. Zee and Mee’s eyes were twitching and rolling around, their bodies seeming to ignore their attempts at pleading, focusing entirely on the effort of knocking this beautiful young mare up with as much of their backed up cum they hid so well behind those cock rings.
“Missus Cake was r- riiiiight! You t- two dooooo know how to show a g- girl a good tiiiiiiIIIIIME~” Pinkie squealed as the two cocks rammed against her cervix. Zee’s efforts increased, now both their shafts pistoning in and out at different speeds with every ounce of intent meant to break Pinkie. It’s surprising what sex can do to the mind.
“Fill my oven with your creamy frostiiiing~” Pinkie cried, her thoughts obliterated by the mind numbing pleasure emanating from her core. Pinkie knew the second she took those rings off how sensitive they now were, and it didn’t seem to take long to push Mee over the edge.
“MMMMM!” Mee’s muffled scream was gutturally groaned, her back arching and hilting herself as Zee’s thrusts acted as a push over that very tight peak. The first signs of her orgasm were the slowing thrusts of Zee, now seeing that Mee’s shaft had started to swell, giving Zee even less space (if that was even possible) to thrust. Zee seemed desperate, each thrust literally just pushing Pinkie into the air, along with Mee’s hips. Mee’s cum had started its rise up to Pinkie’s innards, giving her a surge of warmth as it filled her tunnel and didn’t even break a sweat as it started to blow her womb up like a squishy water-balloon. Along with being tossed around like a rider impaled on a bull’s horn, Pinkie swear she could feel every individual sperm latching onto her insides. It was a unique experience that even SHE hadn’t gone through in all her sexual shenanigans.
“Hoo… Double cocks in a cunny is so much fun~” Pinkie giggled drunkenly, her body rather limp from her mind shattering orgasm. “You two are fun... Fun is really fun~”
Zee lost all will to thrust, going limp as both twitching masses stretched and massaged areas Pinkie never knew she had, both cocks loudly distributing their now potent loads, any of the three losing all choice in the matter at this point. Pinkie’s stomach was the size of a beachball, the shapes of their ungodly cocks having long disappeared within the swirling pool of sweet love they were giving to fill this hyperactive creampie. “Gods, yes! Such a slut!” Zee’s gag managed to come loose just in time for her only half-muffled words to make Pinkie shiver and go blank. Mrs. Cake had been watching the whole display, absolutely baffled at the sight of her beloved friend, lover, and daughter (in spirit!) bloat up so painfully slow as the bountiful and frothy liquids reloaded without hesitation before giving Pinkie another generous injection.
“Hey… Missus Caaaake~ I’m a mommy now too!” Pinkie slurred in a slow and groggy voice, pointing to her belly. “With… Quadruplets~”
“You certainly do look the part dear.” Mrs. Cake said, smiling warmly. “Why don’t you remove Mee’s gag, she looks like she wants to say something.”
Pinkie’s arm slowly stretched back to Mee, gently pulling the gag down.
“Bloated little… cunt puffball cum… cum balloon…” Mee babbled randomly.
“Oh, I- I’ve tried that… doesn’t really work, cuz… nobody wanted to join in a cum balloon fight…” Pinkie sighed happily.
“I think she’s talking about you, sweetie.” Mrs. Cake laughed. “They’re probably going to be at this for awhile, might as well g-”
The door to the room creaked open slowly. “Honey, you in here with Pinkie? I heard a fuss all the way from outside.” Mr. Cake’s voice slowly trailed off to a mumble as she looked at the gang. He was staring in awe at Pinkie getting a thorough filling, his eyes also gazing over his wife’s still cumfilled pussy with the leftovers of their fun earlier dribbling out onto the floor. Regardless of how he felt, there was a certain bulge in his pants that was making itself known.
“H-hey... “ Pinkie waved non-chalantly.
Mrs. Cake swallowed dryly. “Honey… you’re home early.”