Quadruple the Pleasure
“Not this again,” Dash grumbled to herself, covering her face in her palms.
The last thing she remembered was curling up in bed with one of her Daring Do novels, before finding herself in the odd, fog covered expanse in which she stood. It wasn’t the first time she’d visited the place and she doubted it would be the last, considering she must have dozed off. Peering down at herself, noticing that she was buck naked, she pinched the bridge of her snout.
“Because of course I am,” she groused. Timidly creeping forward, doing what she could to cover herself, she scanned the limitless void - after all, she saw no point in just sitting there and waiting to wake up. As she aimlessly wandered through the expanse, it only took a handful of minutes for her to detect a voice from the ether - no, two voices.
“She’s clearly a worthy dam for my offspring,” a demure voice quietly declared.
“Sister, please, motherhood would ruin her figure. She’d be much more fitting as a concubine,” a second voice protested.
Halting in place, wondering exactly whom was speaking, Dash’s unasked question was answered in a flash. The haze before her dissipated, revealing two absolutely titanic figures. Virtually the same size, standing head and shoulders taller than herself, the pair moved towards her and continued their dubious conversation. Between their size, coloration, and dainty crowns atop their heads, it only took her a split second to recognize the alicorn siblings.
“We could always ask her,” Luna huffed, petulantly crossing her arms over her rack.
Rolling her eyes and scrunching her snout, Celestia flipped the flowing mane from her face. “As if she’d even consider your proposition.”
As the duo grew nearer, Dash spotted something rather alarming - several somethings, in fact. For starters, the sisters were completely nude - which led to her second observation; dangling from their waists were two of the biggest, juiciest cocks she’d ever laid eyes upon. As her jaw nearly hit the floor, she realized she was definitely in a dream.
“Rainbow Dash,” Luna began, stepping forward and peering down at the pegasus, “which would you prefer?”
Glancing between the two, as she was flanked by the duo, Dash gulped. “Huh?”
“My dear sister believes you’d make a wonderful - what did you call it?” Celestia asked, looking to her sibling. “A slam-piece?”
Luna nodded and her girthy tool twitched at the thought. “Precisely. Simply a nice piece of ass to serve at my beck and call.”
“On the other hand, I believe you’d make a simply magnificent mother for my children,” the elder diarch tutted. Clearly entertained with the thought, her tool steadily grew larger. “Honestly, I’m sure you’d be splendid for either role - after all, you are the most skilled Wonderbolt and quite possibly the best flier in all of Equestria.”
“True,” the night Princess hummed, leveling a finger at the girl, “although I wouldn’t be opposed to a few enhancements.”
Before Dash could ask what Luna had meant, she noticed the younger alicorn’s horn beginning to glow. What began as a faint tingling in her chest quickly grew stronger with every passing second, causing her to gasp. The physical sensation was only a prelude for the change wrought upon her body. Her bust, normally a respectable C cup, ballooned outwards and set her off balance.
“Those would make nursing a pair of foals easier for her, although…” Celestia trailed off, evoking her own sorcerous might.
As a warmth blossomed within her abdomen, Dash clenched her jaw. It almost felt like her insides were on fire, although that wasn’t the only alteration she was undergoing. Her hips broadened substantially, followed by her rump and upper thighs following suit. The metamorphosis, while somewhat alarming, didn’t hurt - far from it, in fact. It felt amazing.
Nodding in approval, the Princess of the sun smiled over at her sibling. “A nice fertile womb and a bit of extra cushion for the pushin’,” she giggled.
“Well then, now that we both have had our say on the matter, what will it be?” Luna inquired, nonchalantly reaching down to stroke her monstrous shaft.
The Princesses’ proposition fell on deaf ears, as Dash’s legs gave out. Between the sublime sensations of her rather salacious transformation, being magically and immediately compelled to enter an exceedingly strong estrus, and facing two godly dicks, she was having a hard time concentrating on anything but the twin lengths of alicorn meat before her. Heaving air into her chest, feeling herself starting to drool from both ends, her eyes flicked between the pair of stately stallionhoods.
“We haven’t broken her already, have we?” Celestia asked, shuffling forward to slap the stricken pegasus’ face with her dong.
Mirroring her sister, lovingly bludgeoning Dash’s cheek with her tool, Luna shrugged. “If she is, perhaps we can attempt to sway her with a trial run…”
“A wonderful idea, sister! Once we’re finished, she can choose which of us she’d rather serve!” the alabaster Princess exclaimed.
Stepping aside and squatting down, Celestia eased herself to the ground. As she rolled to her back, with her hands behind her head, her monolithic cock stood tall and proud at her groin. Though Luna’s indigo pole continually smacked against her muzzle, the extraordinarily curvy pegasus turned her head and peered at the immaculately presented member.
Though Dash hadn’t planned on getting any action from two sovereigns, it wasn’t every day you could fuck yourself on a Princess while looking like a total bombshell. Because it was a dream and since she felt absolutely incredible, she saw no harm in indulging the overpowering urge to impale herself on Celestia’s regal rod. Pushing herself up, hungrily licking her lips, she got to her feet and moved to the supine alicorn’s side.
Peering down at the Celestia’s immense stallionhood, she knit her brow in consternation. Though she was more than eager, with her marehood angrily clenching in anticipation, the logistics of the situation gave her a moment for pause. The damn cock was thicker than her wrist and nearly as long as her arm, leaving her flummoxed as how she’d be able to manage the herculean task. Fortunately for her, as she considered her options, the Princess took the initiative and took the matter into her own hands.
“Don’t worry, it will fit,” Celestia snickered. Effortlessly levitating the girl up and over her groin, she cranked her turgid length with one hand.
If her massive tits hadn’t been in the way, Dash would have tried to enjoy the view - as it was, she could only gaze upon the top of her heaving bosom. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what was about to happen and, truth be told, she was absolutely elated. Spreading her legs, as a mystical force enveloped her waist, her body was gradually lowered.
It was only when she the insanely broad head of stallionhood kissed her entrance did she comprehend the predicament she was in. The Princess’ crown felt like a fist jammed against her slavering snatch, pressing her ample thighs apart and sending a shiver of excitement up her spine. While she had reservations her body could accommodate the intrusion, Celestia appeared more than confident in her.
“Deep breath,” the elder sibling sighed.
Closing her eyes and filling her lungs, the girl did what she could to relax herself. Bit by bit, the pressure on her snatch mounted. Had she been standing, she would have bore her weight against the stupidly thick appendage; sadly, held aloft by the alicorn, there was little she could do but wait and hope. Growing increasingly frustrated, a pair of hands came to rest on her shoulders.
“Allow me to help,” Luna mused, adding her physical strength to her sister’s arcane might.
With the effort of both Princesses levied against her, feeling her marehood strain with the force, Dash grit her teeth. Her anxiety and excitement warred within her, with the latter gaining ground with every passing second. She didn’t care if they ruined her. If anything, she was thankful that they’d given her something she rarely had in the bedroom - a challenge. Just as she was beginning to lose hope, her doubts were demolished with an all but audible Pop.
Her eyes rolled back and her voice hitched in her throat, while her canal stretched around the cock which had bludgeoned its way into her. Giving her little time to adjust, inch after inch of the divine tool ground into her depths. The sensation was awe inspiring and easily the most intense thing she’d ever experienced. As the behemoth stallionhood plunged into her, seemingly rearranging her insides, her hands flew to her abdomen.
Though the soft skin of her belly, she could feel the titanic unit inching into her torso. Though some part of her knew it couldn’t be real, she relished the bizarre ordeal. Deeper and deeper still the Princess’ dick plunged, until it disappeared beneath her ribcage. She hadn’t even realized she’d taken the entire thing until she came to rest on the Princess’ lap.
“I knew you could do it,” Celestia smugly hummed, reaching up to fondle the girl’s breasts. “Now then, since you’re comfortable, how about you get to work on it.”
Arduously shuffling her legs beneath herself, without a second thought, Dash got into position and did as she was told. Honestly, she didn’t even need to be asked to get to work. Riding a dick of Celestia’s caliber was a once in a lifetime event and she was not about to let herself slack off. Raising her waist, freeing a few inches of the magnificent stallionhood, she started screwing herself.
Overjoyed with the chance to service once Princess, she nearly forgot there was a third member to their little party. Something hot and meaty pressed against her snout, causing her to peek out. Standing over her sister, with her hands on her hips, Luna patiently waited for part of the action. Giving the young alicorn’s battering ram-like tip a small kiss, Dash split her efforts.
“She certainly is enthusiastic,” Luna mused, as the pegasus made out with her cock.
Continuing to fondle the girl’s tits, twisting and teasing the pair of perky nipples with her fingers, Celestia began bucking up to meet her partner’s downstrokes. “Indeed! Just the sort of thing you’d expect from a future MILF.”
Whatever the pair of siblings were saying was lost on Dash, as she did her damnedest to pleasure them both. Though she’d managed to take Celestia’s cock into herself, working Luna into her muzzle was altogether more challenging. Without any sort of magical help, the task seemed insurmountable - that was, until the night Princess grabbed her head.
Peering upwards, seeing the impish smirk on Luna’s face, Dash only had a split second to ready herself. As the alicorn thrust forward, before she could take a full breath of air, her lips were forced around the equally impressive tool. While it was slightly uncomfortable, two other facets quickly overshadowed her distress - the smell and the taste.
The salty, earthy flavor of Luna’s pre-cum coated her tongue, while her nostrils were assailed by a heavenly musk. Even if she hadn’t been in the throes of a sorcerous heat, she would have likely started ovulating from the aroma alone. There was no other way to put it, the Princesses were ambrosial and she had to have them - all of them.
“Such a good girl,” Luna murmured, driving her shaft to the back of the small mare’s gullet. “You just keep fucking my dear Sister and I’ll show you the joys you may have - should you choose me, that is.”
If Dash could have thanked the diarch, she would have; as things were, all she could manage was a stifled gag. Her jaw was prized open and her tongue bathed the sensitive underside of Luna’s length, as her airway was gradually choked off. There was simply no way to deny the intrusion into her maw, even if she’d wanted it to stop, which sent her heart fluttering. Sure enough, as the seconds ticked by, the mammoth shaft wormed down her gullet and caused a bulge to form in her throat.
To say being spitroasted by not one but two larger than life dickmares was fun would be a woeful understatement. As utterly unbelievable as it was, what little discomfort she’d had was eclipsed entirely by a rapture like she’d never known. Despite having only just started getting into the swing of things, she found herself soaring towards release.
Not only were the Princesses immensely endowed but they knew exactly how to rut a girl. Like a pair of walking sex gods, the duo were the embodiment of the best of both sexes; each maintained all the feminine charm and appeal of a mare, while having the strength and virility of a stallion. If there were a more perfect way to get her brains get fucked out, Dash couldn’t imagine it.
Trapped between the pair, housing more dick than she thought physically possible, Dash was used like a living, breathing sex toy. Though she’d always leaned towards the dominant side of bedroom affairs, there was no denying how sinfully amazing it was to be dominated. Luna and Celestia were leagues older and more powerful than she’d ever be, so the only thing someone could do in her position was to enjoy herself.
“Well,” Celestia chirped, savagely twisting the girl’s nipples, “would you rather be a royal courtesan or the mother of my foals?”
“She obviously can’t answer. Can’t you see she has her mouth full?” Luna chided, leering down at her sibling.
Though Dash couldn’t see it, a wicked smile crept across the elder sister’s face. “Luna, dearest sister, she doesn’t have to talk to give us an answer…”
Fiercely bucking her hips upward, Celestia drove her stallionhood through her pint-sized mate’s cervix. In hindsight, Dash couldn’t grasp how her womb hadn’t been instantly penetrated by her lover. Regardless of the mysteries surrounding her exceptionally durable and accommodating body, the move caused her to climax on the spot. Her legs quivered and gave out, leaving the oversized alicorn’s ripe nuts pressed against her pillowy rear, while she lewdly squirted marish nectar over the dickmare’s groin and upper thighs.
“Well then - I think that proves that,” Celestia tittered, grinning up at her sibling.
Glowing down at the snow white dickmare, Luna scrunched her snout. “We shall see about that.”
What Dash could only describe as lightning bolts of pure, unrefined ecstasy suddenly surged through her frame. Her orgasm redoubled in strength, threatening to overtake her sanity. With her throat and snatch spasming around the sisters’ shafts, she faded in and out of consciousness. Wracked with pleasure, only held in place by the twin cocks filling her, she didn’t even notice Luna’s hands hefting one of her breasts.
The sensation of something pushing to and into her left tit snapped her back to reality. Her eyes flew open, desperate to figure out what in the hell was going on, as her bosom was somehow violated. Given her rather precarious position and the mind-shattering climax she was still riding out, she couldn’t say if she was hallucinating or not; for some reason, as crazy as it seemed, it almost looked like Luna had grown a second dick.
Just as enormous as the first, the second stallionhood was creeping into her breast. As confused and alarmed as Dash was with the exceedingly peculiar development, she was far too distracted by how wildly phenomenal the experience was. It almost felt like her nipple had become a second pussy, more than doubling her sensory input and overcharging her refractory period.
Summoning what little strength she had, she pawed at her unmolested boob, felt around for the sensitive bud of flesh, and sank two digits into her oversized and remarkably pliable teat. Unabashedly fingering one breast, while Luna started screwing the other, her eyelids drifted closed. Somehow, as improbable as it may have sounded, her bizarre adventure kept getting better and better.
“That’s hardly fair, Luna,” Celestia groused, her motions slowing. Pursing her lips, her horn went alight and surrounded the pegasus in a brilliant golden aura. Lifting the girl, leaving all but the very tip of her length within her relatively diminutive mate, she glanced down to her groin. “Two can play that game.”
The feeling of something bumping against her stuffed marehood was all the warning Dash had that Celestia had endowed herself with a second dong. Prodding at her entrance, the magically acquired stallionhood vainly attempted to join its twin. Managing to accommodate one of the mammoth appendages had been daunting enough, so getting two into herself seemed unimaginable.
“Just...gotta…” the elder diarch muttered.
Seizing her dual appendages and squeezing them together, Celestia reversed the course of her magic and hauled the girl downward. Her unsheathed tool bowed slightly, pressed to the girl’s battered cunt, yet it doggedly refused to relent. Harder and harder she persisted, until her efforts were eventually rewarded. With a wet Pop and a choked gag, the mare was penetrated.
Though she was just coming down from the euphoric high of a mind-bending orgasm, Dash hit her limit in the blink of an eye. Enchanted biology or not, her mortal coil simply wasn’t designed to withstand a dual-donged diarch deep dicking from a duo of demigods. They wanted to despoil her and use her body as a plaything, it was as simple as that, so that’s exactly what they did.
Finding herself filled with a quartet of massive cocks, her arms went lip. The sisters hadn’t even begun railing her, and yet she felt like a rag-doll. Her arms hung limply to her sides, her legs were uselessly folded beneath her, and her lungs burned for air, yet the only thing she wanted was more. With things having gone well beyond anything even remotely normal or rational, though she embraced her role with open arms.
“Ready, sister?” Luna cheerfully asked, looking down to her sibling.
“Whenever you are!” Celestia quipped, releasing her tools and grabbing the girl’s thighs.
As the pair finished speaking, they began to move. Luna steadily plowed the girl’s tit and face, while Celestia’s twin stallionhoods gradually pistoned the mare’s crowded snatch. Mercifully for the pegasus, they were slow to start, but their pace gradually increased in speed. More than pleased to take the lead, the Princesses made use of the pegasus.
With the circumstances of her rutting becoming increasingly odd with every passing minute, Dash surrendered herself to the pair. Speared with a tetrad of cocks, she found herself unable to move. Possibly as a survival mechanism, or perhaps due to the magic she’d been ensorceled with, her entire existence revolved around the rapture her lovers afforded.
Bouncing between them, time lost all meaning. Faced with the full carnal might of two Princesses, she lost herself. One orgasm simply bled into the next, causing a feedback loop of ecstasy and drowning out everything but pleasure - sure, she’d never really considered what it would feel like to be a living onahole, but she loved every bit of it. She was so smitten with being fucked into a near state of nirvana that she failed to notice the alicorns reaching their limit.
The four cocks started flaring within her, throbbing harder and harder by the second and leaking pre-cum into her abused holes. It wasn’t until their steady rhythm devolved into feverish, bestial fucking that she realized they were about to blow. The mare’s eyes flew open, her heart skipped a beat, and her legs trembled in anticipation; she was about to get her reward, whether she was ready or not, leaving her to wonder just how productive the duo were.
Without slowing or hilting themselves, the Princesses abruptly unloaded into their plaything. Gallons of thick, fertile seed flowed into her, evoking a climax of cataclysmic force leaving her on the verge of blacking out. The influx broke her, causing her stomach and breasts to obscenely swell. While she couldn’t see herself, she could only imagine that she looked like a balloon being filled.
Dash could practically imagine the billions of sperm coursing to her hyperactive ovaries. Even if she hadn’t been in heat, she had little doubt that she would have been well and thoroughly knocked up by such a monumental amount of jizz. Though she knew it wasn’t real, that there was no way her waking self would wind up pregnant, the thought alone was enough to elevate the experience.
By the time the Princesses’ loads began to dwindle, the pegasus was reduced to little more than a living condom. Swollen beyond belief, looking beyond gravid, her eyes wearily drifted to Luna. As the younger alicorn stepped away, dragging her softening shafts from her body, she weakly coughed spunk from her throat. How she’d been able to survive without air for so long was a mystery, yet she already missed having a gigantic stallionhood pistoning her gullet.
Levitating the girl from her lap, Celestia laid the feeble and cum-bloated pegasus on the ground beside herself. Despite the prolific influx of foal-batter sloshing around within her, perilously little jizz escaped from Dash’s gaping marehood. Sublimely content and barely conscious, it was all Dash could do to breath.
“You know,” Celestia whispered, rolling to her side and draping an arm over the mare, “if you can’t give us an answer, we’ll have to go again…”
“Indeed,” Luna hummed, easing herself down to the pegasus’ other side. “So unless you want another round with us, I’d suggest you make your decision…”
Dash could have spoken, if only to spare herself from being screwed into oblivion a second time, but that wasn’t the case. Weakly looking to them both, with a silly little smile plastered on her muzzle, she shrugged. She wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon, so she may as well enjoy everything the duo had to offer…