Cavernous Carnality
A cold, clammy maze of dark underground tunnels stretched for miles beneath what would one day come to be known as the land of Equestria. Plant roots hung from the cave ceiling like wispy stalactites. At the end of one particularly-long tunnel was a small den which housed a pregnant mare. Her name was Honeydew. She lay on a pile of pillows while staring at the ceiling. The small measure of light which illuminated her cave was due to several strategically-placed lanterns which hung from the walls.
As Honeydew turned her head to look at the flickering flames, she thought of the sun and tried to remember how its warmth had felt against her tan-colored coat. Decades had passed since she had last seen the sun or felt a gentle spring breeze blow through her brown mane.
Deep within the catacombs, there was no grass to brush against her hooves or forests to explore. Instead, she was surrounded by a never-ending network of cold caverns and dismal darkness. Her life above ground felt like nothing more than a distant dream. The memories of her youth grew hazier with each passing day.
“I used to be a princess,” Honeydew thought. The royal title had lost most of its meaning now. She had been born to rule over ponies, but most of her life had been spent living below them.
Her tiara was one of the few relics of her former life which she still possessed. It was tarnished with dirt and too small for her head now.
Honeydew kept it as a memento of when she first came to the Diamond Mines. It had been such a long time ago. She closed her eyes and tried to remember the events which led her here.
She recalled a disease which had spread throughout Unicornia. Ponies called it a pox. A swath of sickness that infected the populace. No one was safe; not even the royal family. Honeydew’s father, the unicorn king, had fallen ill and quickly succumbed to the deadly disease.
With the king dead, usurpers attempted to take the castle by force. In the ensuing chaos, Honeydew was forced to flee the castle with her mother.
“But Mother,” Honeydew said, “You told me never to leave the castle.”
“Yes my child,” her Mother said, in a frightened panic, “But we must go. Our home is no longer safe to us.”
Honeydew’s Mother found a secluded glen where they could hide. For weeks Honeydew sat in the woods while the unicorn queen was forced to forage for food like a common peasant. One night the queen never came back.
Honeydew never found out what happened to her mother. She later assumed that the queen must’ve been kidnapped or killed. Neither option gave Honeydew much comfort, but she refused to believe that her mother would abandon her willingly. Even after all these years, she still missed her mother. The most difficult part was not knowing for certain what had happened.
Honeydew was roused from her painful memories when she felt her unborn baby kick against her stomach.
She cradled the life inside her with loving tenderness. She pressed a forehoof against her belly and felt a tiny paw inside pressing back.
“My baby,” Honeydew said tenderly.
Honeydew had spent a majority of her life as a Diamond Dog broodmare. She was currently pregnant with her 25th puppy. She had managed to birth at least one child each year for the last twenty years and produced twins on a couple of occasions.
Growing up in a palace, she never would’ve imagined her life would turn out like this. She had seen Diamond Dogs when she was younger, but they were always serfs or beggars. She had been taught by her parents to not make friends with “flea-bitten creatures” who were “inferior to ponies.”
Most unicorns regarded Diamond Dogs with contempt, if they thought of them at all. Harsh lords would whip and beat their serfs if they were caught shirking their duties.
After the pox came, though, most ponies had more to worry about than shiftless serfs. Many Diamond Dogs took this as sign to break free from their shackles and escape to freedom.
There was a mass exodus of serfs throughout Unicornia. Their pony lords were too afraid to recapture their property, lest they become exposed to the deadly pox as a result. The ponies stayed within the safety of their lavish estates and watched as their serfs escaped their bondage and ventured out into the pestilence-filled countryside.
It was under such circumstances that a young Princess Honeydew first became genuinely acquainted with Diamond Dogs.
The unicorn queen had been missing for several days by this point. Honeydew was afraid she would never see her mother again. Alone and hungry, she began to cry.
Her lamentations caught the attention of an escaped serf. Parting the large bushes with his bare hands, the Diamond Dog known as Azubah stared at the weeping filly.
Honeydew gasped and began to inch away from the stranger. She saw that he still had an iron collar around his neck. Honeydew knew that he was an escaped serf; and probably dangerous.
“Leave me alone, you filthy beast!” Honeydew said, “Mother! Mother help me!”
Azubah was embittered towards ponies for how they had treated his species. Judging by the filly’s tiara and sparkling dress, Azubah knew she must be royalty. In spite of the anger in his heart, Azubah felt compassion towards the lost princess. In a way, her innocence reminded him of his own son.
“It is not safe for little ponies to be outside,” Azubah said, “We must go somewhere safe from the sickness.”
Without another word, Azubah grabbed Honeydew and threw her over his shoulders.
“Help! Help!” Honeydew said, in a panic, “Somepony save me! I’m being foalnapped!”
Honeydew’s shrill screams caused Azubah to wrinkle his nose in irritation.
“Stop whining,” Azubah said, “I’m trying to save you.”
“Then let me go!” Honeydew said, “I’m waiting for my mother to return! She’ll be worried if I’m not there when she comes back.”
“How long has she been gone?” Azubah asked, while continuing to run.
“Nearly a week,” Honeydew said, sadly, “She went looking for food and hasn’t come back yet.”
Azubah reflected on the survival skills of a mare who had never needed to work for anything before. He quickened his pace.
“Your mother isn’t coming back,” Azubah said soberly.
“You don’t know that!” Honeydew said, unable to accept the possibility that her mother might be dead.
“I do know that if you want to live, you must go underground,” Azubah said.
Running through the forest with the filly on his back, Azubah soon came to a waterfall.
“The cave entrance is hidden behind a wall of water,” Azubah said, “We’ll be protected from the sickness in here.”
Before Honeydew had time to protest, Azubah lept through the water, which cleansed their bodies of impurities.
Azubah landed on a slippery rock and struggled to keep his balance. He walked a few paces before gently setting Honeydew down on the dirt floor of the cave. Her fancy dress was soaked and she was shivering.
“You will catch cold in wet clothes,” Azubah said as he ripped off her dress. Honeydew gasped as her gown was callously cast aside. She felt very vulnerable as Azubah towered over her. Even though ponies rarely wore clothes, at this moment she felt especially naked and vulnerable.
Azubah reached down and placed a padded paw on her clammy, wet cheek. She was shivering from the cold and fear.
“It’s alright,” Azubah said, “You can live here with us now.”
“What do you mean ‘us?’” Honeydew asked. She turned her head to the left and looked further down the caves. As her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she saw that the cave floor was crawling with dozens of Diamond Dogs. All of them had escaped lives of serfdom to live with their families freely.
One Diamond Dog puppy ran from the crowd and jumped into Azubah’s arms.
“Daddy!” the puppy said, while licking his father’s face affectionately.
“Alrand, how I’ve missed you,” Azubah said, as he began to cry tears of joy. Seeing a happy father and son reunited made Honeydew sad for her own loss. Without her parents, she had never felt more alone. Her sobs echoed down the deep cavernous tunnels.
Azubah and his son stopped hugging each other long enough to comfort Honeydew. Azubah put his arm around her and held her close. Alrand licked the tears from her face.
“It’s okay,” Alrand said, “You can be a part of our family now.”
Alrand put his arms around her neck and gave Honeydew a big hug. She thought about how warm his fur felt against her shivering body.
The sentimentality was interrupted as Honeydew’s stomach rumbled. She hadn’t eaten in days. Alrand and Azubah chuckled, which caused her to blush.
“You’re hungry,” Alrand said, “Don’t worry. I’ll go get you some food.”
The young pup lept up and ran towards the cave entrance. Honeydew was grateful at the thought of something to eat, but she couldn't bear to see a child risk his life for her sake.
“No!” Honeydew said, as she held her forehoof out in the direction the puppy was running, “Don’t go outside! You might catch the pox!”
Alrand stopped on the slippery rock and turned back to look at Honeydew.
“I’ll be just fine,” Alrand said, confidently, “but thank you for your concern.”
Honeydew lowered her hoof and averted her eyes. Alrand’s penetrating gaze seemed to pierce her very soul.
When Alrand returned with the rest of the hunting party, he brought back fresh grains for Honeydew to eat. She took them gratefully and gave Alrand a hug. In that day and age, to see a pony express such an intimate act as a hug on a Diamond Dog was unheard of. It didn’t bother Honeydew, though. She had left all of her preconceptions and pony prejudices at the entrance to the cave. Deep within the tunnels, there was no bigotry and all were equal.
Even though Honeydew’s first day in the caves had happened twenty years ago, she could still remember every detail as though it were yesterday. After adjusting to life underground, Honeydew was made an honorary Diamond Dog.
Alrand befriended her from the start; but as time wore on, they became much more than friends. When she was old enough to mate, she gave her virginity to Alrand.
After becoming pregnant for the first time, Honeydew finally received her cutie mark. It had four arcing black circles above a black heart, which made it look like a pawprint. Within the black heart was a smaller, red heart, which symbolized life within a life. Honeydew knew what her cutie mark meant. It was her destiny to be a broodmare for Diamond Dogs. Honeydew was happy to finally be where she belonged.
After Azubah died of old age, Alrand became leader of the pack. He shared his mate with his closest friends, as was the custom of Diamond Dogs. This helped strengthen the bonds of unity within the pack and gave Honeydew several new lovers. She was honored to birth their puppies in addition to carrying Alrand’s children.
The caves she lived in were like a womb to her. Honeydew felt safe surrounded by devoted Diamond Dogs. The surface world was filled with death, strife and fear, while their underground network of tunnels was a haven of happiness, harmony and love.
The healing powers of the spring helped cleanse their bodies of the effects of the pox. It allowed the Diamond Dogs to forage for food on the surface world for brief periods of time.
Alrand had attempted to share his knowledge of the enchanted waters with the ponies above ground, but they wouldn’t listen. Their desire for survival had left them isolated and paranoid. They thought the Diamond Dogs were attempting to trick them in order to infiltrate their sanctuaries.
The streets were littered with the bodies of dead unicorns, both young and old. Only the ponies who stayed within their walled strongholds had managed to evade the pox.
The unicorns’ cleverness and dependance on magic had left them oblivious to the simple cures found in nature, which the Diamond Dogs had discovered. Pride had led to the destruction of Unicornia.
Alrand and his hunting party eventually grew tired of attempting to share their knowledge of the stream with the stubborn ponies and instead focused on hunting and gathering.
Today there were fifteen members in Alrand’s hunting party. Five adults and ten children. Alrand and his friends were teaching their sons how to hunt and forage for food.
“We’ve gathered enough supplies,” Alrand said, “We must return to the cave before the stream’s protection wears off.”
After returning to the cave, the Diamond Dogs made sure to thoroughly wash everything that they had scavenged.
Once they were sure that all the food had been cleansed, the ten eager puppies ran down the hall to their mother. Honeydew was roused from her daydreams as the happy barking of her sons echoed down the tunnel walls. Her children ran over to her and all began licking her body all over. Honeydew laughed as their tongues tickled.
One of her sons gently placed his paws on Honeydew’s belly.
“I can feel him kicking!” he said, “He’ll be lots of fun to play with!”
“How do you know it’s a boy?” another pup said, “It might be a girl.”
“When’s the baby gonna be born, Mommy?” a third son asked.
“Soon, darling,” Honeydew said, calmly.
One overly-eager puppy ran forward with a mouthful of dead rabbits, which he set in front of his mother.
“Look at all the bunnies I caught!” the pup said proudly, “You can have some, if you want.”
“You dummy,” another pup said, “You know Mom doesn’t like rabbits. She only eats plants.”
The son who had brought the rabbits looked down, dejected.
“It’s alright,” Honeydew said, lovingly, “Mama’s so proud of her brave hunter. Go share the rabbits with your brothers and sisters.”
The pups took all the food they had gathered from their latest hunt and left to go divide the spoils amongst the family.
After the children disappeared back down the winding tunnel, Honeydew waited patiently for the remainder of the hunting party to enter her room.
Alrand led the way into Honeydew’s chambers. He had a sickle on his belt and carried armfuls of grains, as well as several beautiful flowers.
With the exception of the pony race, all other species of life seemed to have found ways to adapt in the wake of the pox; even the flora.
“I made sure to grab plenty of food,” Alrand said, “You are eating for two, after all.”
“I’m always eating for two, if not more,” Honeydew said, with a chuckle, “But thank you for the thought.”
Alrand’s best friend, Biren, was beside him. Biren was second-in-command, and much stouter than Alrand. Biren entered Honeydew’s chambers with sackfuls of carrots and potatoes slung over his shoulders.
Biren was also the horniest member of the pack. He pulled out two large potatoes and a carrot and held them suggestively over his crotch.
“Remind you of anything, Love?” Biren said, as he erotically wiggled the carrot up and down. Honeydew giggled and shook her head dismissively.
The other adult members of the hunting party were three brothers, who were triplets. Their names were Uziel, Orvhal and Ferngal. The reason why they were the most skilled hunters in the pack is because they worked in unity to overcome their prey. They had a special mental connection to each other, like a sixth sense. They rarely spoke because whenever they talked it impaired their ability to hear mental promptings from their siblings. They were stoic Dogs who preferred to speak with their actions, rather than words.
These five males had a special bond with Honeydew. Their relationship was more than the frequent orgies; it was love. She was dedicated to them and they cared for her. Honeydew may have been born a princess, but her lovers made her feel like a queen.
Honeydew happily munched on the grains which Alrand had given her.
“You had better join the rest of the family for dinner, before all the food is gone,” Honeydew said. Alrand, Biren and the three brothers didn’t move.
“There’s only one thing I want to eat tonight,” Alrand said, “And I’m looking right at her.”
Seeing her strong harem of Diamond Dogs all horny and sweaty after a triumphant hunt made Honeydew moist with anticipation. She wanted to properly welcome their safe return as only a caring lover could. After finishing her appetizers, she was ready for the main course.
Honeydew’s pregnant condition made moving around difficult. Alrand stood to the right of her head and brought his foot closer to her face.
“But first,” Alrand said, “I want you to clean me with your tongue.”
Honeydew wasn’t offended by his commanding tone or the demeaning request. Alrand had to assert himself as alpha male and Honeydew knew that behind the stern facade beat the heart of the tender puppy she had fallen in love with.
Honeydew sniffed his foot before kissing it. She ran her tongue along his fur-covered toes and licked the dirt from under his nails. After that, she put his toes in her mouth, one by one, and sucked on them.
“Your skills have greatly improved,” Alrand said, lovingly, “You came here as a timid filly, but you’ve grown into a beautiful bitch.”
In pony societies, the term ‘bitch’ had an extremely negative connotations. For Diamond Dogs though, there was no higher praise for a female member of the species.
While Honeydew continued sucking on Alrand’s toes, Biren set down his edible roots and approached the broodmare. Biren knelt on Honeydew’s pillow pile and began fondling her breasts.
“Oh, yes,” Biren said, eagerly, as some drool ran down his chin, “I’ve been thinking about getting my paws on these beauties all day.”
Biren pinched Honeydew’s nipples with his paws, which made her squirm and moan. She took her lips off of Alrand’s toes and glanced down and Biren. Honeydew nodded her head, which indicated that Biren had her approval to continue; provided that he was more gentle.
Unable to wait any longer, Biren reached one hand down and removed his loincloth, which was barely concealing his hardening cock. He hocked a big loogie into Honeydew’s loin cleavage before sliding his turgid tool between her ample mounds.
Biren grabbed her crotchboobs with both paws and began forcefully thrusting his rod into her voluptuous valley.
By this point, Honeydew had licked Alrand’s toes clean. He was going to have his mate service him further, but Alrand saw the pleading look in the eyes of the triplets.
“Alright,” Alrand said, as he backed away from Honeydew’s face, “You three can have a turn with her.”
The triplets, Uziel, Orvhal and Ferngal eagerly bounded over to Honeydew and surrounded her head. They turned around and gave Honeydew a good view of their bare asses and wagging tails. The three horny Diamond Dogs went so far as to spread their butt cheeks with their paws; exposing their tender assholes.
“You dirty puppies,” Honeydew said, in mock scorn, “Come here and let me clean you.”
Uziel wasted no time in squatting over her face. His tongue lolled in his mouth as Honeydew rimmed his asshole and tickled his taint. Her messy ministrations made Uziel quite hard.
After a few minutes of intense shit chute slurping, Honeydew pushed Uziel off of her face.
“Now now,” she said, breathlessly, “Remember to share with your brothers.”
Uziel repositioned himself beside Honeydew’s face and slowly began stroking his shaft. Orhval was next and took his place atop her face.
Honeydew prided herself on being an expert sewer chewer. Even though Diamond Dogs had tongues that were larger and thicker than ponies, there were few bitches who could compare with her skills. She had more controlled lickability and could tongue bungholes better than anyone else in the caves.
After servicing Orhval’s refuse sluice, Honeydew moved on to Ferngal; the youngest of the three brothers.
He was even more eager than his two older brothers had been. Ferngal sat on her face and began grinding his taint against her snout. Honeydew was finding it difficult to breath as she tried licking the sweat from Ferngal’s bottom. She enjoyed the way the brothers’ butt muscles flexed as their erections grew.
Honeydew was finishing up her three course meal on the caca canal. Alrand stroked his hard member as he watched Honeydew slurp Ferngal’s sphincter. Alrand knew it would be his turn soon.
Biren’s drool was becoming excessive as he neared his climax. Honeydew’s tits were soaked in his saliva and precum. He mashed her breasts against each other as he gave one final thrust.
Biren howled as he forcefully emptied his balls. Big globs of smelly semen splattered against Honeydew’s pregnant belly. The pent-up pooch’s prick pulsed as he poured a petite pool of putrid puppy paste into the vivacious little valley between her turgid tummy and teats.
Biren gave a grateful shudder as he uncupped Honeydew’s boobs. His slick dick slowly became flaccid and returned to its normal size. Biren stared proudly at the puddle of jizz he had left on her.
Honeydew’s mouth was currently preoccupied with Ferngal’s ass. Since she was indisposed, Biren had no qualms about cleaning up after himself. He leaned down and sniffed his own splooge, before lapping his cum stain off of Honeydew’s crotchboob area. He licked every inch of her breasts for good measure. His mouth was soon coated in a salty, sticky mixture of his own fluids.
Biren gave Honeydew’s nipples one last hard pinch, which caused milk to dribble out. Biren glanced over at Uziel and Orhval, who were standing around and watching their younger brother getting rimmed.
“Hey, boys,” Biren said, “There’s plenty of milk here, if you’re hungry.”
Uziel and Orhval quickly ran over to Honeydew’s teats. They knelt down in front of her crotch and began suckling from her nipples. Honeydew could feel their hot breath on her areolas. Their tongues lapped up the fresh milk as they coaxed it from her body. Their teeth gently nibbled her nipples.
Once Ferngal’s ass had been sufficiently cleaned, he lifted himself off of Honeydew’s face.
She only had a moment to catch her breath before Alrand stuck his hard cock down her throat. Her lovers could be quite demanding sometimes, but Honeydew didn’t mind. After years of practice and patience, she had become quite skilled at satisfying multiple lovers at once.
Honeydew lay atop her pile of pillows in a state of bliss. She loved the sensation of having her nipples sucked while sucking cock. With the exception of her children, nothing made her happier than servicing her lovers and catering to their every carnal desire.
Alrand leaned over her and licked her pregnant belly while thrusting into her throat. Honeydew flinched every time his nutsack slapped against her snout. Alrand pressed his cheek against her stomach and could feel the baby kicking.
When he felt his climax building, Alrand began humping her face faster. Honeydew heard a low growl, and she knew Alrand was close.
Honeydew’s chin bumped up against Alrand’s groin as he came. He quickly pulled his dick halfway out, so that his seed splattered onto the roof of her mouth. Honeydew respectfully swallowed her lover’s protein paste. She showered his slimy cock with kisses as he removed it from her mouth. She wanted to show how much she adored being used by him. Her utter devotion caused Alrand to smile.
“You become more perverted when you’re pregnant, princess,” Alrand said.
“Well then, it’s a good thing I’m always pregnant,” Honeydew said, coquettishly. Their flirtatious banter was interrupted by the contented moans of Uziel and Orhval. Excess milk was dribbling down their chins.
“Mmm,” Orvhal said while suckling on Honeydew’s crotchboobs, “Your teats are so full. It’s delicious!”
“Help yourselves to as much as you want,” Honeydew said, while pausing to catch her breath, “I have more supply than what my baby will ever need.”
“Those two have had enough,” Alrand said, “I need to bottle some of your sweet milk for what’s to come.”
Alrand shooed the brothers away and lifted Honeydew’s hind legs into the air. Her swollen teats and belly hung down as her ass was hoisted straight up in the air. She could feel the moist tip of Alrand’s cock rubbing against her back.
Biren approached Honeydew’s face. His scrotum was dangling inches from her nose. She could smell the overwhelming scent of his musk and recent orgasm. Biren held a large bottle, which he had procured to store Honeydew’s milk. He handed her the bottle, which she held with her hooves.
Biren then grabbed Honeydew’s breasts and began pinching her nipples. He rolled them in between his thumb and finger until fresh milk began to dribble out. Biren squeezed her breasts hard, which sent warm jets of milk spraying into the bottle.
While this was going on, Alrand was behind Honeydew. He held her backside up with both hands as he watched Biren milk her. He soon became distracted by Honeydew’s pert butthole.
Without saying a word, Alrand used his tongue to begin cleaning out her ass. Honeydew loved the sensation of Alrand’s thick tongue sliding in and out of her crack. She could feel her sphincter tingle with delight as Alrand stuck his tongue deep inside her and wiggle it around. She made a cute, squeaking sound whenever Alrand’s canine teeth brushed against her butt cheeks.
Encouraged by her sensual moans, Alrand pressed her against his chest and held her up with one hand cradling her pregnant belly. With his other free hand, Alrand began to finger her dripping pussy. Honeydew thought about how nice his padded paws felt inside her.
The sensation of Alrand’s tongue in her butt and fingers in her pussy was driving Honeydew wild.
“Yes!” Honeydew said, “I love it! More. More!”
In an effort to share the pleasure, Honeydew opened her mouth wide and began to suck on Biren’s ballsack. He wagged his tail happily as she tickled his testes with her tongue. Honeydew struggled to hold onto the bottle, which was almost halfway full. Biren continued milking her leaking breasts, while his own cock began dripping precum all over her neck and chin.
Uziel, Orhval and Ferngal stood around Honeydew and lazily stroked themselves as they waited their turn.
Once Alrand’s fingers were wet with her cunt’s natural lube, he removed his hand from her pussy and pulled his tongue out of her butt.
Now that Honeydew’s ass had been sufficiently loosened, Alrand extended his middle finger and stuck it inside her butt. Honeydew groaned with delight as her sphincter clenched down on the Diamond Dog’s dirty digit, which was nearly as fat as a unicorn’s horn.
“I’ve watched you give birth dozens of times, so I know how far your pussy can stretch,” Alrand said, “What I’m curious to see is how far we can stretch your other hole.”
Honeydew held Biren’s balls in her mouth as she processed what Alrand was saying. She felt her heart pounding as the three brothers gathered closer to watch Alrand play with her pooter. The room became silent, except for the sounds of Biren squeezing Howeydew’s tits and further filling up the jar with milk.
Honeydew winced as Alrand inserted a second finger inside her butt; then a third. Her sphincter was stretched into the shape of an oval. Alrand took immense amount of pleasure as he wiggled his three fingers inside her butt.
Sliding his thumb underneath his other digits, Alrand was determined to fit his whole right hand inside Honeydew’s ass. This would be no small feat, as the forearms of Diamond Dogs were narrow at the elbows, but grew wider near the hands. Alrand’s wrists were as thick as his neck.
Biren’s balls popped out of Honeydew’s mouth with a wet, sloppy sound. Saliva dripped off of his sack and onto Honeydew’s face as she moaned from the strange sensations in her sphincter. Taking great care not to tear her anal walls, Alrand slowly slid his knuckles inside. With plenty of lube and a little luck, Alrand had successfully managed to fit his entire fist inside Honeydew’s butt.
Once Alrand started pushing his fist deeper inside her bowels, Honeydew screamed in pain from the sensation of being fiercely fisted. Alrand stopped and looked down with compassion at Honeydew. For a moment, he was worried that she wasn’t enjoying herself. After pausing for a moment, Honeydew spoke.
“I’m okay,” Honeydew said, breathlessly, “I’ll be fine, just... just go slow.”
“Of course,” Alrand said, chivalrously.
Once Honeydew was comfortable enough to continue, Alrand resumed fisting her.
Ferngal and Orhval lept up to help Honeydew keep her balance. They each placed a paw on her pregnant belly, while spreading her hindlegs wide and resting them on their shoulders. This allowed Alrand to remove his left hand from her belly.
While two of the brothers worked to hold Honeydew’s ass in the air, Alrand was free to continue fisting her more easily. While this was going on, Alrand took his left hand began pinching and tugging at her clit. Her ass made a gross cacophony of sucking and squelching sounds as Alrand wore her sphincter like a bracelet. A similar sound could be made by trying to remove one’s leg from a thick pool of mud.
Honeydew still had lots of milk left to give, but she had almost filled the whole bottle completely. It was becoming difficult for her to hold the bottle without spilling. Biren released her breasts, which were now very tender. He grabbed the full bottle of milk from her and held it carefully.
After churning up her insides one last time, Alrand removed his fist from her gaping asshole, which made a loud popping sound as he pulled out. He spread her cheeks wide and nodded his head knowingly at Biren.
“There is an old saying amongst Diamond Dogs,” Alrand said, ominously, “You must have milk before you can have meat.”
Honeydew was trying to process what that meant, when she felt a warm liquid being poured inside her gaping asshole. She tilted her head up and saw that Biren was filling up her rectum with her own milk.
Once her butt was filled to the brim with breastmilk, Biren and the three brothers helped lower her ass until milk began to pour onto her tail.
“She’s leaking!” Biren said, in mock concern.
“Well, there’s no use crying over spilt milk,” Alrand said, jovially, “I suppose I’ll have to plug her up.” Honeydew gasped in surprise as her milky bunghole was suddenly filled with Alrand’s firm prick.
While the girth of his shaft was roughly half the size of his wrist, it was still a tight fit. After Alrand removed his fist, Honeydew’s sphincter tried to close itself as tight as possible, which allowed it to fit snuggly around Alrand’s rod. The sheer size of his shaft displaced a fair portion of milk upon entering Honeydew’s butt, which splashed onto her pillow pile and Alrand’s crotch.
In spite of Alrand’s initial penetration forcing some of the milk out of Honeydew, there was still plenty left inside her ass. It shook and sloshed around her insides with each powerful thrust of Alrand’s prick.
“We’re going to have us some dirtpipe milkshakes when this is over!” Orvhal said, excitedly.
She was so full inside her that each inward thrust of Alrand’s dick caused small squirts of milk to spurt out. Alrand’s thighs and Honeydew’s tail were soon stained with creamy anal milk.
“I’ve heard of milking a cock, but this is ridiculous!” Uziel said.
With her butt securely stuffed with cock, the three brothers and Biren slowly lowered Honeydew onto her pillows. Alrand stop thrusting for a moment until she was settled. Without the four Diamond Dogs to hold her up, Honeydew took a moment to reposition herself on the pillows in order to be more comfortable.
Alrand waited patiently to resume thrusting until she gave the signal. Honeydew rolled onto her left side and propped her right hindleg against Alrand’s shoulder. After she nodded for him to continue, Alrand leaned on her hindleg for support as he resumed buggering her bum. His arms cradled around her leg as he pressed it against his chest.
Alrand kept his left arm wrapped around her right hindleg, but moved his right arm down to her crotch. While still keeping a rhythm with his thrusts, Alrand began diddling Honeydew’s clit with his big furry paws. Her crotchboobs jiggled erratically each time Alrand pumped his pulsating prick inside her poop chute.
The clitoral stimulation coupled with the anal play brought Honeydew ever closer to her climax. As she glanced around her, she couldn’t help but notice that Uziel, Orhval, Ferngal and Biren were all sporting firm erections, which were leaking small streams of precum onto her pillows.
“Oh my,” Honeydew said, flirtatiously, “Where did all those delicious doggie treats come from?”
“Milk helps build strong boners,” Orhval said, while shaking his tool in Honeydew’s face. She lifted her head and lunged forward, like a hungry fish gasping at a worm, and began sucking on Orhval’s tip.
Biren walked over to Honeydew’s water dish and dumped out the contents onto the dirt floor. He then brought it back and set it on her chest.
Honeydew stopped sucking Orhval’s rod and glanced downward. Sitting on her chest was an empty bowl; beyond that was her pregnant belly. Alrand was staring into her eyes as he pumped her milk-filled ass while fingering her cunt. She stared into his smoldering eyes as she felt a fire burn within her.
His soft, padded fingers teased her puffy, glistening marehood in a way that no pony hooves ever could. Not even pleasuring herself with unicorn magic could compare to the skilled touch of a sensitive lover like Alrand.
Her other lovers surrounded her; cocks in hand. She watched them gleefully as they jerked off while wagging their tails.
Having been raised by Diamond Dogs, Honeydew hardly knew any magic. Most spells were beyond her level of schooling, but there were some that she knew instinctively.
One such spell allowed her to project a mental aura around multiple objects at once. Honeydew created a sleeve of magical energy around the four Diamond Dogs dicks and began to stroke them vigorously.
Alrand, Biren and the three brothers all let their tongues hang out of their mouths as the familiar sensation of imminent release washed over them.
“Milk isn’t the only thing that does a body good,” Ferngal said, as the first spurt of his orgasm erupted from his tip.
The four Diamond Dogs all howled in unison as they came together. Taking careful aim, Honeydew used her magic to position the prodigious peckers so their splooge splattered in her empty water dish. Biren had already blown his load once today, so his second ejaculation wasn’t as spectacular as before. The three brothers made up for it by blasting the bowl with a bountiful barrage of baby batter.
There were a few brief moments when all four Diamond Dogs were simultaneously squirting their thick cock sauce. By the time they had finished, the bowl was nearly full of creamy jizz.
The viscous contents sloshed in the bowl as Alrand kept ramming Honeydew’s butt even faster. She could feel her baby kicking, but Honeydew couldn’t tell if it was an angry kick or an excited kick.
Biren lifted up the bowl of splooge and held it in front of Honeydew’s nose.
“Drinking all this protein will help your baby grow big and strong,” Biren said, as he pressed the edge of the bowl against her lips.
Biren, Uziel, Orhval and Ferngal watched as Honeydew downed their cum cocktail. A couple slimy trails of semen oozed down her chin, but she managed to swallow most of the carnal concoction. After chugging the collective loads from their choads, Honeydew made a very loud and unprincesslike burp.
“Well?” Biren said, “How was it?”
Honeydew couldn’t answer his question. She couldn’t think straight as her body was overwhelmed with waves after wave of pleasure.
I’m cumming!” Honeydew said, as her pussy squirted mare jizz all over Alrand’s paw. He removed his fingers from her dripping snatch and licked them clean.
When Honeydew came, her puffy and squishy anus clamped tightly around Alrand’s cock. The sensation of his shaft sliding from her ass as he pulled out only added to Honeydew’s pleasure.
Alrand walked over to Honeydew’s face; his cock still coated in milk. He knelt in front of her face and jerked his cock a few times to finish himself off.
Honeydew lay on her pillow pile in a state of pure bliss. She could feel the foamy milk enema spraying from her butt and onto the ground. Ferngal ran around to Honeydew’s ass and opened his mouth. A concentrated stream of anal milk landed on his tongue and dripped down his chin. As the flow of milk grew weaker, Ferngal placed his lips over Honeydew’s ass and sucked out the last remaining drops.
Her mouth hung open as the remnants of her cum consommé clung stubbornly to her chin. Honeydew was so engrossed by the sensation of Ferngal cleaning her milky ass, that she gasped when the first spurt of Alrand’s second orgasm fill her mouth.
The prolonged nature of Alrand’s arousal had helped to increase the level of his discharge. The first squirt alone lasted for several seconds. Honeydew gagged as the jizz dribbled down her chin. Alrand’s semen was so forceful and the stream was so strong, that it looked like he was peeing semen. In addition to his excessive cumload, Alrand was treated to a mind-blowing orgasm that felt like it would never end.
Honeydew’s mouth was soon filled to overflowing as she tried to swallow all of his spunk. Alrand was producing more puppy paste than what she could handle.
“That’s a good bitch,” Alrand said, lovingly, “Drink it all.”
Honeydew gargled the cum in a playful fashion before swallowing all she had been given. She licked her lips, which had been coated in jizz. After taking a deep breath, Honeydew opened her mouth to prove that she had drank all the cum.
After their orgy, Biren removed the pillows which were stained or sticky and set them aside to be cleaned. Alrand, Biren, Uziel, Orhval and Ferngal were all exhausted after a long day of hunting and a long evening of lovemaking. They curled up around Honeydew and began to lick the sweat from her body. They gave her a tongue bath over every inch of her body.
In time, the Diamond Dogs began to drift off to sleep. They had missed dinner with the rest of the pack, but they didn’t care. Their love had sustained them.
Alrand and Honeydew were soon the only ones awake in the cave. He placed a paw on her belly and felt the baby kick.
“It won’t be long now,” Alrand said, “Are you excited?”
Honeydew sighed and turned her head away.
“What’s wrong?” Alrand said, “Was I too rough? I thought that the milk might make things easier.”
“It’s not the sodomy,” Honeydew said, “It’s the world above that vexes me.”
“What do you mean?” Alrand said.
“How long before the unicorns cast aside their stubborn pride?” Honeydew said, “Why do ponies fear and despise you so? Why can’t they be like me and see how beautiful Diamond Dogs really are?”
“I don’t need their respect to know true joy,” Alrand said, “All I need is your love.”
“My love is yours for the taking,” Honeydew said, “Now and forever.”
“Then I shall take it,” Alrand said, before casting his eyes around at his sleeping friends, “but I shall also share your love.”
“You are such a wise leader,” Honeydew said, as she tried to stifle a yawn.
Alrand moved his hand from her belly and placed it on Honeydew’s cheek. He pulled her face close and kissed her. After a moment of intense passion, the kiss was broken. Honeydew smiled as she stared dreamily at Alrand. The reflection of the dim candlelight danced in his eyes.
“Someday the hearts of the ponies will be softened,” Alrand said, “Once the pox has culled the licentious lords and greedy gem merchants from the face of the earth, the ponies who remain will be more humble and willing to listen to other species.”
For a moment, they sat there in silence. Honeydew’s ass was still tingling as she listened to Alrand draw shallow breaths. They were both exhausted and trying to stave off sleep.
“So tell me,” Honeydew said, “How does my story end? What is the fate of Princess Honeydew?”
Alrand looked up at the ceiling before closing his eyes and meditating.
“I see a world that has no pox,” Alrand said, “Cooperation with the unicorns has resulted in a cure for the disease. After the world has been healed, our pack emerges from the caves and is greeted by the tumultuous cheers of the unicorns. They have come to welcome the return of their lost princess. Honeydew is the last surviving member of the royal family and is made queen of the unicorns. Her first act as ruler of Unicornia is to declare that Diamond Dogs are equal to ponies.”
“Sounds wonderful,” Honeydew said, sleepily, “When I am queen, you shall be my king. Your friends will be our royal court and we’ll throw the most lavish parties. All creatures will be welcome.”
Honeydew closed her eyes as she drifted off to sleep with a contented smile on her face.
“Sleep well, my beautiful bitch,” Alrand whispered, as he affectionately brushed Honeydew’s mane from her face, “Dream of a better tomorrow.”