Chapter 1
Zecora looked out over the savannah fields of Zebrafrika and sighed. In the distance, dozens of well-endowed pony excavators were hard at work exhuming some sort of magical ruins. They had to be careful, as they were unsure exactly what sort of magical effects awaited them.
Zecora couldn’t help but be jealous of the ponies. Almost their entire race had used magic to transform themselves into hermaphrodites, putting an end to gender inequality once and for all. Their enormous cocks and breasts were the envy of every other species. So big. So juicy. Rippling with sexual energy. Zecora had long wished that she could experience what it was like to have both sexes, even if her culture forbade it.
Zecora jumped as she felt a hand on her shoulder. It was the village elder looking at her with a look of disapproval. “Something is on your mind?” he asked.
Zecora nodded in shame. She was by all means a very pretty, young Zebra, but she was nowhere near as sexy as even the ugliest of ponies. She didn’t like the idea of being married off to some zebra and being his subservient mate for life. She wanted to be like the ponies, who fucked whoever they wanted, whenever they wanted. Zecora sighed “The ponies live in constant glee. Both their cocks and boobs hang free. I wish to know, no I must! Why we cannot feel such lust?”
"Ugh! Ponies!” the elder scoffed “Have you seen those degenerate beings? Their lives are immoral and un-appealing! Were it not for their wealth, and their generous bribes, I would send them far away from our tribe.”
“But their magic is beyond compare, it does everything. Do you see them there?” Zecora pointed at a pair of unicorns levitating a massive stone that would have taken dozens of zebras to move.
The elder rolled his eyes. “Little one, open your eyes! Before you fall into their lies! They waste their lives with constant leisure, and spend all their time pursuing pleasure.”
“But If only I could…” Zecora started.
“Male and female, two genders there are! We are better than these freaks that come from afar!” He sneered. “Their repulsive boobs are far too heavy! Their cocks are so unnecessary!"
“Maybe if I just…” Zecora tried to get a word in.
“Absolutely not! You will banish your thoughts! Thinking like that will lead us to rot!” “Any zebra that that commiserates with their bile will find themselves as an exile!” The elder turned to leave in a huff.
Zecora sighed and looked back towards the dig site. She wanted to know what it was like having a cock. She just wanted to talk to one pony.
Zecora looked back to make sure no one was watching her, before donning her cloak and sneaking down towards the dig site. She had to see a pony up close, to see what it was like having dual sets of genitals. She slid down the hill and into the pit where the ponies were digging. She wasn’t exactly sure she was supposed to be there, and didn’t want the ponies ratting her out to the elder, so she opted to remain hidden.
Zecora slipped into the cave the majority of the ponies were digging in and gasped in awe. The hardworking ponies were absolutely gorgeous. Despite the relative coolness of the cave, the excavators wore almost no clothing, only hard hats and thongs that struggled to contain their massive stallionhoods. Sweat and grime glistened off their massive, almost naked bodies. But it wasn’t the ponies that were the most impressive thing in the room. It was a partly-excavated sculpture of a massive dragon. The masterfully carved statue sported a massive, painstakingly detailed erection, which made Zecora wet just looking at it.
Zecora’s attention was drawn towards two handsome miners who were cleaning their digging equipment. “So? You find anything good today?” asked one of them.
“Naw.” said his partner. “Just more smashed ceramics. The sort of crap only Dark cares about.”
“Same. Wish we could find the big one.”
“The big one?” the pony scratched his head.
“You know, Bahamut’s Scepter.” said the first “They say it’s an artifact of massive magical power, used by the creator of all dragonkind, long before ponies evolved.”
“Oh yeah, the Dragonlords have scepters like that.” The partner rubbed his chin. “Isn’t that why they grow so much larger than other dragons?”
“Yup. Each gem used in a Dragonlord Scepter is of a certain quality. The better the gem, the more energy one can pull from it. And the one that should be in this tomb was known as the ‘omni-stone’, capable of virtually unlimited power.”
“Dang.” said the partner “No wonder this place has booby traps up the wazoo.”
“Well, this is going to sound a little crazy but, I’ve heard theirs supposedly a being of incomprehensible power that was buried here.”
“Get outta here!” his partner grinned.
“No really, it’s in the Llama’s mythology calendars. They say if this creature was banished ages ago by Bahamut, and if it’s ever released, it will bring about the end of the universe.”
“Yeah, sure. A creature that powerful? Even Princess Celestia isn’t that powerful, and she’s the closest thing to a god I know of.”
“Yeah. Celestia’s awesome, but she’s not as hot as her sister.”
His partner chuckled. “Well if we get our hands on Bahamut’s Scepter, you might be powerful enough to have a swing with her. But come on, if it existed we’d have found it by now, right? ” He chuckled.
Zecora softly chuckled with him, only for her hair to stand on end as she heard a loud whistle. Had they spotted her?
“Alright ponies. Let’s pack it in for today! Everyone out of the cave!” The foreman yelled. The ponies slowly began shuffling out of the cave. “Let’s go you lollygaggers!” the foreman shouted “Last one out gives the boss a blowjob!”
Zecora gave a sigh of relief, only to turn around to see a light gray unicorn with a black mane staring right at her through a pair of reading glasses. Zecora’s heart skipped a beat as she jumped backwards.
“Um… Hi.” Said the unicorn in a friendly manner.
Too afraid to say anything, Zecora just gave a sheepish wave in return.
“What are you doing here?” asked the pony “Your people aren’t supposed to be interfering with our excavation.”
“I am sorry to invade your site.” Zecora’s ears drooped. “I just wished to view a hermaphrodite.”
“A hermaphrodite?” The pony look puzzled. “You mean you’ve only got one set of genitals?”
“Of reproductive part, I do not have a pair. I have naught but the mare’s.” said Zecora.
The pony’s face lit up. “That is so cool!” she smiled. “I’ve never seen an equine like that before! I thought you were just like ponies! Do you think…maybe I could…” she blushed. “…see it?”
“I would happily show you my shame, if you do likewise and tell me your name.” Zecora replied.
“Sure.” The pony smiled. “They call me Dark Tomb. I’m the expedition’s primary researcher on ancient draconic ruins. This place is amazing. I’ve written at least 10 textbooks worth of material on this tomb. When I get back home, I’m gonna get them all published.”
“Very interesting.” Zecora nodded. “Thank you for the spiel, now let me uphold my end of our deal.” She slowly lowered her loincloth, revealing her virgin marehood to Dark, who stared on in awe.
“Wow…” Dark gulped. “It’s…beautiful.”
Zecora blushed. “Thank you. I am glad you think so. What is it you have down below?”
“Well, it’s kind of embarrassing…” Dark undid her belt. “But fair is fair.” She lowered her pants to reveal a rather disappointing penis. It was only about three inches in length. “I know…” she blushed.
“Wow...” Zecora smiled. “I see you have quite the pair. Of one body, both genders share.”
“Glad you’re impressed.” Dark shrugged. “It’s easily the smallest of everyone here. I’m kind of the ‘bottom bitch’ of the expedition team. I’m smart, but most of these ponies are meat-headed miners who couldn’t care less about my work.”
“They do not treat you well?” Zecora frowned “Despite your intel?”
Dark shook her head and pulled her pants back up. “I’m afraid not. But that’s fine with me. I tend to be pretty reclusive. My research is my life.”
Zecora’s ears perked up. She could hear someone else approaching. She quickly hid behind a pile of crates.
It was a grayish-brown pony with a dark mane and a slight Spanish accent. “Dark!” he yelled “What are you doing!? Didn’t you hear the foreman say to get out of the dig site?”
“Uh…no?” Dark gulped.
The pony just rolled his eyes. “Always got your nose in those stupid books of yours, I swear. Why can’t you keep your head in the present and focus of finding the Omni-stone?”
“Because I’m bust with research.” said Dark.
“Well that book of yours is never going to get published if I don’t find anything worthwhile in here!” the pony yelled.
“Sorry, Caballeron.” Dark blushed. “I’ll pay more attention next time.”
“That’s Dr. Caballeron, to you.” He sneered “And regardless, you’re the last one out, again. And you know what that means.”
Dark’s ears drooped. “Yes, sir…” She started to walk towards the exit. “I’ll wait for you in your tent.”
“Dark!” Caballeron yelled.
“What?” Dark moaned.
The Caballeron held up a glowing rock. “What have I told you about leaving the glow-stones on at night? You know it wastes energy.”
“But…” Dark started.
“No buts!” he yelled “Get out of here. I’ll clean up your mess for you.” He grumbled.
Dark looked back in concern, but quickened her pace and exited the dig site.
Caballeron didn’t notice Zecora watching from the shadows as he collected all of their lighting equipment, leaving the cave completely dark. Zecora stayed perfectly still until she was confident the Doctor was gone. It was pitch black and completely silent.
Zecora pulled out a wooden slat from one of the crates and wrapped the cloth from her chest wrap around it. She then used the flint and steel she carried on her to light a makeshift torch. The cave looked even more fantastic under the torch’s fire than it did the ponies’ artificial light sources. In fact, it looked completely different. The walls were gold and carved with amazing images of gigantic dragons, some of which appeared to be the size of entire planets! The previously blank dragon sculpture now appeared to be made of solid platinum with a blue tint and was studded with precious gemstones.
Zecora stared up in awe at the massive dragon sculpture. In its claw it held a purple scepter with a flawless glowing ruby at the end. That definitely wasn’t there when the ponies were digging earlier. It was so brilliant that anyone would have seen it. Zecora figured there was an enchantment that hit the room’s treasures when it was exposed to a light source other than fire. Which made perfect sense, as this tomb was created by dragons, who could have simply breathed in order to see it for what it really was.
Zecora walked over to the scepter and stared at it. “It’s beautiful…” She slowly took hold of the scepter.
The flawless gemstone started to glow, and glow brightly. There was a blinding flash. Zecora could hardly see an inch in front of her. The gem just kept on glowing. Zecora recoiled as she started to hear faint voices muttering in her head.
“What is happening?” Zecora gritted her teeth. The only thing she could see was the magnificent scepter floating before her. Everything else was a white void. It was as if it was calling to her. “I sense your desires young zebra…” The scepter hummed. “Accept my power, and I can make them come true…”
Zecora tried to think clearly, but the more she did the more the artifact called out to her, she snatched up the glowing scepter and her vision returned to normal. She caressed the crystalline rod in her hands. It was simply pulsing with energy. It made Zecora’s loins buzz just looking at it.
Infinite power in the palm of her hands… the elders would want to see this. She just had to make it back to the village. The path from the dig site and the village was short. She could surely make it without being seen if it weren’t for the glow of the ruby. Zecora tucked the relic into her cloak and headed towards the exit. But as she walked, she felt something different, something odd between her thighs. Zecora gasped as she felt her legs rubbing against something, something long, thick and solid. Zecora shivered, a bright red blush rushing onto up her striped cheeks. It couldn’t be…
Zecora removed her loincloth and saw that an enormous, black cock had sprouted between her legs. Zecora gaped in awe at her new asset. It was long and straight, completely slick with fluid. It dangled beautifully between her well-toned legs.
Zecora let out a pleasurable moan as a pair of massive testes sprouted from her crotch, a massive pair of them, slowly oozing out her groin. Zecora fell to the ground with joy as her powerful orbs began churning up massive amounts of sperm. “Was this what it was like being a pony?” Zecora wondered. It was incredible. Zecora placed her palms on her foot-long cock and began gently stroking it. It was the greatest feeling she had ever felt, but it wasn’t enough, she wanted to feel more pleasure. She wanted a bigger cock. “Mmmph…” Zecora moaned as she slowly rubbed her cock. “Bigger…”
To Zecora’s amazement her new stallionhood reacted to her thoughts and doubled in size, sending a spray a fluid all over the cave. Only then did she realize how powerful the artifact was. She could alter her body with merely a whim. Hundreds of dirty thoughts ran through her head. Her wildest fantasies were about to come true. “Bigger…” she moaned.
Zecora purred with joy. She could feel her muscles and veins crackle and pop with magical energy as her body expanded in every direction. As her body doubled in size, she started rubbing her new cock harder and harder.
Rip! Zecora’s well-worn moccasins were shredded into ribbons as her feet elongated before her eyes. She spread her legs wide and inserted her free hand into her mare parts. Zecora gasped as her steadily expanding body rolled over the torch she had dropped, snuffing the flame. For an instant, Zecora was in total darkness, but then her eyes adapted themselves so she could see in total darkness.
“I believe I like what my eyes are seeing, I am able to alter all of my being.” Zecora examined herself. She stared at her enormous throbbing erection. She was horny as hell, but nowhere near close to achieving an orgasm. She just had to see how big she could get. “I know our traditions and laws forbid it, but I must absolutely know my limit.”
Zecora waved the scepter towards her cock, causing even more magical energy to pour into it. She screamed in pleasure as her dick surged forward in an explosion of flesh. Her breasts were rapidly expanding as well. Zecora had been proud of her small mammaries in the past. They made it easier for her to run, sneak and hunt. But now that she was drunk with lust, it was of little concern. Her melon-sized breasts ripped through her clothes. They were large, bountiful breasts, perfectly sized to attract a mate. The kind of breasts one would see in the finest of harems, and now they were finally hers.
Her massive body’s muscles and veins rippled as Zecora surged to twenty feet tall; completely shredding what little clothing she had left. She was forcing her body to grow at such a rapid rate she crushed a pile of wooden crates full of artifacts under her expanding girth. The magic caused her cock to triple in in size, almost six feet in length, the size of a full grown zebra. Zecora could feel an orgasm welling up inside of her, as her massive testes churned out gallons of warm cum.
Zecora had completely given into her lust as her entire body swelled in size. She no longer cared about the customs of her tribe, or anything else for that matter. All she wanted was to have the biggest cock Equestria had ever seen. As she reached a height of fifty feet, Zecora stopped rubbing herself. She sat up and examined her massive, sweaty body. She was easily the same size as the dragon statue by now, her huge muscles and insanely veiny dick matched only by the statue of the long-dead Dragon God. Zecora loved every single moment of her transformation. She wanted it to never end. She wanted the power of the omni-stone to be inside her forever.
Zecora grabbed hold of the gem and ripped it off the end of the scepter. The tiny gem pulsed with near limitless magical power. Zecora wanted that power to be with her forever, she couldn’t risk losing it, so she was going to put it somewhere safe.
Zecora gave a nervous gulp. She couldn’t believe what she was doing, but nothing else made sense to her. She knew it was forbidden, but it was the only answer. Zecora bent over and gently pressed the omni-stone against her pulsating asshole. Her virgin anus was tight and supple, but slowly yielded, allowing her ass to swallow the gem whole. Zecora moaned as she felt the gem’s magical energy radiating inside of her.
Zecora body began pressing against the sides of the tomb as she grew, but that wasn’t going to stop her. She continued stroking her train-sized cock. It was so heavy, so long, so thick, and very, very horny. She gasped for air as the tightness of the cave fully enclosed itself around her, but that wasn’t enough to stop her growth. The ground around the tomb started to rumble, as if an earthquake was occurring.
“What the hell is going on!?” cried Caballeron “I’m all ready to have Dark get to work, and suddenly the ground starts shaking!?”
“We don’t know!” cried one of the miners. “It’s coming from inside the dig!”
“Oh no!” Dark gasped “What if the tomb gets damaged?”
“What if the tomb gets damaged?” Caballeron mocked her “What if the omni-stone gets damaged!? That’s the only reason we’re even here!”
“It might be a booby-trap, sir.” said the foreman. “It’s possible one of them was accidentally disturbed while we dug.”
“Incompetent morons!” Caballeron growled. He stormed out of his tent towards the dig site. “We cant’ let anything happen to the Omni-stone! Get down into that mine and find out what’s wrong!”
Suddenly, a massive black obelisk the size of a house burst out of the ground in the middle of the pony archeologist’s camp with a massive, underground moan. “I think I found the problem, boss…” said the foreman.
The ponies stared in awe at the gigantic, black phallus, which was leaking a waterfall of sweet-smelling pre into their camp. The ground began to crack and shatter, causing the ponies to realize that they didn’t have time to gawk. They ran from their camp in a mad panic, just as a Zecora thrust her hips skyward, causing a massive tremor.
“RUN!” Caballeron cried.
“Hold on!” said Dark “I have to get my research!”
“Leave it!” cried the foreman. “It’s not worth your life!”
The ponies managed to evacuate their camp just in time, as Zecora’s colossal form burst out of the tomb. “Oh, fuck yes!” Zecora moaned. She was easily over one-hundred and fifty feet tall, and still growing. The ponies below her scattered like cockroaches, but Zecora paid them little attention. Her focus was squarely on pleasuring her gigantic cock.
Zecora wrapped both hands around her slippery cock, and started to pleasure herself faster and faster. Up and down her massive fingers slid against her cock. Her flailing legs crushed the abandoned tents of the archeology camp beneath her great feet.
Her enormous hill-sized breasts bounced lewdly against one another. She could feel the gem inside her ass filling her body with more and more magical energy, which felt absolutely incredible. The gem was so overwhelmed by the magical energy pouring out of it, that it started to vibrate, which only pleasured Zecora even more. Zecora let out a primal roar as she reached five hundred feet in height. Zecora’s village was now the size of a hubcap to her, and its inhabitants were ant-sized specks, watching in horror as the skyscraper-sized zebra pleasured her enourmous cock.
Zecora’s eyes widened as she felt pressure building within her enormous balls. Harder. She had to go harder, she was so close! Her fingers gripped themselves against her cock, filling both her hands her meat. She wanted to cum so badly! She needed to know how it felt! She wanted to flood the entire valley her sweet, creamy virile seed. Her enormous balls churned up over a hundred swimming pools worth of the fertile liquid, with countless sperm wriggling around inside.
Zecora gasped for air, and leaded back as she started to reach her climax. This was the most incredible thing she had ever felt. Zecora’s cock flared with power. She continued panting as she began to feel the lust and power course though her insanely huge veins. Drops of sweat the size of a fully-grown pony began dripping from her rustled mane. Her body still continued to grow, reaching almost one-thousand feet, blotting the pale moonlight out from the sky. Her behemoth dick could take no more. With a roar of pleasure that shook the entire valley, Zecora’s cockhead burst like a floodgate of cum. Her virgin balls churned more and more, her gigantic head flared, her cock surged to five-hundred feet in length. A literal river of thick, abundant cum rushed through it. Massive spurts of cum blasted into the sky, creating small lakes for miles around the valley. But more of her cum went straight up into the sky—and descended straight down onto the terrified villagers, who found themselves gasping to hold on as the torrential deluge of Zecora’s seed threatened to sweep the village off the map.
A tidal wave of thick cum burst from her throbbing member and swept through the tiny village, flooding it with a close to two feet of her sticky seed. Zecora’s spasming cock wasn’t finished. She fired another massive load of thick, white cum into the sky as her body doubled in size yet again.
Zecora started putting her entire body into pleasing herself. Her massive butt-cheeks could easily crush the entire village under their mass. They repeatedly slammed against the ground, causing earthquakes that were easily a 6.0 on the Richter scale. Zecora was in complete bliss. Every caress of her gigantic shaft caused another jet of cum to burst out of her unending balls. Stroke after stroke after stroke caused blast after blast of cum to burst from her tip, flooding the entire valley with her seed.
Zebras ran for cover as drops of cum rained down on the village like meteorites. The grand elder just looked up with a look of absolute contempt and disgust as Zecora’s cock cast its shadow over the village, pulsating like a hungry predator, as if teasing them that they were all about to be crushed by its mightiness.
“My disbelief cannot suspend, I did not think this was how it would end.” Muttered a zebra. “I can’t look away, much to my dismay. I feel now it is the judgment day.”
“Calm yourself. Don’t work up a sweat, my magical powers will save us yet.” The elder said calmly. He swiftly gathered an armful of potions and tossed into a bubbling cauldron. “That girl is naught but a laughing stock, my magic will save from her giant cock!”
The mass of flesh fell towards the village. The elder finished his incantation just in time to summon a magical shield similar to the one used to protect Canterlot. The mighty wall of meat that was Zecora’s balls slammed into the force-field, which was all that stood between the village and annihilation. The minuscule zebras gasped in terror as her sweaty balls completely engulfed the village.
“Look at her! Look at her bodice, truly Zecora is a goddess!” declared a villager.
The zebra villagers stared up at the mass of black skin with a look between awe and terror. It completely engulfed the village causing a great darkness to overtake them. Nothing could be seen outside the sphere but Zecora’s unending sperm factories.
Outside the sphere, Zecora had grown to close to five thousand feet tall. She took up almost the entire valley with her enormous body. Her skyscraper-sized cock was shooting forth millions of gallons of cum every minute.
Finally, Zecora’s god-like orgasm began to wear down. As the last spurts of cum oozed from her slit, Zecora leaned backwards and fell into the valley. The land cracked beneath her weight. Now, at the height of her climax, she had reached an astounding size of almost an entire mile. She must have weighed hundreds of thousands of tons. The ponies’ digging camp had been completely destroyed, collapsed beneath her incomprehensible weight. Thankfully, the archeologists had been able to escape.
Her gigantic cock was still twitching from its first-ever orgasm. It stood as the highest point of the valley, as a monument to her enormous size and tremendous virility. A few streams of cum still leaked from the tip, sending small cumfalls dripping down her body to the valley below.
Zecora just lay there for a minute in a state of absolute bliss. Her massive lungs inhaled entire clouds, as house-sized droplets of sweat and cum dripped from her body. She was more than content just to bask in the afterglow of what was undoubtedly the greatest experience of her life.
Suddenly Zecora sat up as she remembered her village. She had been far too caught up in her blissful growth to even consider the physical consequences of her actions. Immediately she shifted herself backwards and gave a sigh of relief to see the village elder had but up a protective spell.
Zecora pulled herself off the ground, cum and sweat dripping off her smooth fur. Only now did she realize just how massive she had become. Her head reached all the way up to the clouds in the lower atmosphere. Zecora quickly bent over to examine her village. It was so small compared to her. The village of close to five hundred zebras was now merely the size of a bit to Zecora. She glanced over the cum-covered village. The entire valley was covered with at least three feet of her cum, creating dozens of rivers made exclusive from Zecora’s sperm. The thick scent of Zecora’s musk loomed in the air. Zecora found it quite potent. She could only imagine how bad it was for the poor zebras that had been trapped under her balls. It must have been overwhelming.
To Zecora’s surprise, her eyes seemed to allow her to see detail on an incredible level of detail. Easily over one hundred times the level of your average zebra. As she peered at the village with her eyes, she could see her friends and neighbors bowing down towards her.
Zecora was taken aback. They were worshiping her as a goddess! But not out of joy, but out of fear that she could destroy them at any moment. Zecora was absolutely speechless. Her heart sank at the sight of their terrified faces. She had never asked for any of this. She just wanted to know what it was like to have a penis. And now she had the power to crush entire villages under her feet.
She needed to help her village. Entire huts had been swept away by her orgasm, zebras were stuck to the sides of buildings, and the market was completely buried in sticky clusters of cum. She reached towards the village, only to realize that even the slightest touch could destroy an entire row of huts.
Zecora regretted being so reckless. She had let her lust get the better of her, and now she had grown to the point where everyone she had ever known was just a speck in an ocean of her cum. She had no choice. At this size, she was a danger to everything around her. She planned on leaving Zebafrika, so she could live on a deserted island, assuming she could even find one big enough to support her.
As Zecora turned to leave, she found herself wishing she was smaller. Just so she could say goodbye to her friends and family one last time, as a zebra, instead of the monster she had become. Then she felt a slow vibration inside her ass. Zecora looked back, puzzled. Then she realized the clouds were rising. No, she was shrinking! The gem was absorbing all the energy from her body back into itself.
“Yes!” Zecora cried to herself. “Please! Let me be normal again!” She had mastered control of the stone’s energies. She could now put back what she had borrowed from the gem. Down and down she shrunk. Until she was back to her normal height and wading through a lake of her own cum.
Only now that she was back to her previous size did she truly understand how much devastation she had caused. She fell to her knees in distress.
Zecora’s ears perked up as they heard the elder’s voice. “You, little one! What have you done!?”
Zecora’s ears drooped back down. “Elder…” Zecora started. She wanted to talk in her culture’s traditional rhyme, but words failed her. “I’m so sorry…” was all she managed to get out.
The elder looked at her “I know.” He said solemnly.
“Is everyone okay?” Zecora sobbed.
“We were lucky, there is no need to grieve, yet it would still be wise for you to leave.” The elder said. “So our people should not become perverted, we must remain introverted.”
“But what about…?” Zecora started, but once again the elder cut her off.
“Many now view you as a god, they are amazed by the might of your rod. Your presence would bring naught but disruption, our culture cannot take such a corruption.”
“But this land is all I know, where shall I go?” Zecora cried.
“I’m sorry, my hands are tied. Your destiny must be yours to decide.” said the elder. “But with fear is how they perceive, I am sorry, you need to leave…”
Zecora wanted to help clean up the village, but she knew the elder was right. She had almost destroyed her own people. Sighing, she turned her back on the village and slowly walked out of the cum-soaked valley.
Zecora stood on the shorelines of Zebafrika. The elder was right. She needed to find a new life somewhere else. Somewhere where her penis would be accepted, but also somewhere secluded enough that if she did lose control, no one would be harmed. She had heard rumors that there were desert islands in the Gulf of Ponyma, she figured she would head there.
Zecora allowed the energy of the gem to flow into her, expanding her body to around one thousand feet. At this size she could probably get there in about a day. Zecora took one last look at her homeland before stepping into the sea for her new home.