> Sunset Sandwich
>  by Troublesome Beast
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> Chapter 1 - Threw it into the sun!
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It wasn't that Shadow Hopper objected that much to the body that he was provided in the mirror world.  Not really.  The flatter face was odd, and he was ruefully certain he'd need to use telekinesis to reach the G-spot while eating Twilight Sparkle out.  He was just as strong, just as massive, and it hadn't taken much to get the "pony up" metamorphosis to trigger for him.  It had even been useful when the agents of ELcorp had tried to attack the Canterlot Non-Prof campus.  He also certainly didn't object to having his marefriend on one arm and her long term long distance friend (with benefits?) on the other.

No, it was the combination of the two that had lead to his actual problem.  What he objected to was how much mocking Twilight seemed to think he needed when they were hanging out with someone she trusted soul deep.  With her family, with her friends, and, he suspected, given the way she was swishing her ponied up tail, with her fuck buddies.

He wasn't entirely sure what to think of the various external oddities of this world.  Honestly, though, he thought the equal proportions of males and females was pretty high up there, with futanari still being the odd sex out.  Of course, what that meant is that the majority of hip and ass-high faces staring up in drooling shock at the beautiful, plush ripples of jean-clad Twilight ass were male for once.  Rather than the Kinsneigh distribution evening out the gender proportions like it did back home.

Mind you, right now, Twilight's gloriously padded-with-power hips were waggling just so, with that confident swagger that almost radiated more sexuality than her scent in arousal.  Her tail was going swish, swish, swish over her rolling, jiggling bubble butt.  For that matter, every sauntering step of her amazonian legs brought entirely unnecessary but utterly delicious bulges of muscular majesty rippling along her long thighs.  All things considered, Hopper thought, she's probably yoinking the attention of everyone whose Kinsneigh doesn't exclude female as subjects of lust.

As usual.

The thought struck him for a moment.  He didn't bother concealing turning his head and craning his neck to check out her luscious hind end.  Not that she objected; she tucked her wings up and out of the way, even!  Yes, he decided, that is definitely Twilight's "I've had you once before and I'm going to have you again soon," sign.  He knew from their little tangle with ELcorp's hard armor/anti-arcane division that Sunset Shimmer was stronger than either Applejack or Rarity, but would still have been at most a fifty pound weakling to Twilight's glorious hyper warmare by analogy.  That meant…

Hopper had no idea what Sunset looked like with hir clothes off.  Or even less than extensively clothed.  Even ponied up, all he'd seen of hir was above the neck, below the wrists, and the wings.  He cast a shy look over in hir direction and thought, Not that the jacket, boots, and dress combination aren't flattering!  But he could see that glorious musculature, that exquisitely futa shape with Sunset's gorgeous melding of power and lushness.  He had seen how well shi had fought and the sexy, phenomenal strength shi could unleash, and his imagination wandered.

Wandered to a familiar-looking private arena that (probably?) didn't have an analog in this world, but whatever.  Both of them completely naked, of course.  He could see the massive curves under Sunset's top and where it hugged hir wide-flaring hips.  Twilight's beautifully amazonian body, he knew so intimately on so many levels, of course.  Such much so that his past self of less than a month would never have believed it.

And she did like showing off in victory, so of course, that was what would be seen.  The swell of gigantic, heaving breasts as her body bulged and bulked with the adrenaline of a triumphant fight.  The clench of muscles, the expansion and flexion to show the glorious power and vivid, sexual energy that ran through her.  Maybe one arm raised up, her sixty inch peak in full flexion.  Yeah, that was the ticket, with one of those perky kisses she liked to give her biceps when pumping out.

Bigger bicep diameter than many in her height class could brag for their tits.  He did so love his mare.  Woman.  Marefriend!  Gotta remember that whole mirror thing, he reminded himself.

Back to the nommy thoughts.  She'd be standing over a defeated Sunset, of course.  Both of them naked, indeed, and don't mind how.  He had a good idea from the pre-battle frontal bulge in Sunset's pants about how long shi probably was as a result.  But decoration, that, he didn't know.  Twilight had mentioned that Sunset was highly into body modification, and it showed.  Where the Elements and Astrals preferred those temporary faux-piercings for tactical reasons, Sunset had three in each ear plus the one in hir tongue, all quite fixed.

Twilight had promised him shi had more, but wouldn't tell him where.  That was… intriguing.

So perhaps adornment there, on Sunset's nipples, perking up and waving an invisible white flag as the amber behemoths of hir chest bounced and bobbed with long, shallow breaths.  The exhausted loser of one of Twilight's intense challenge matches, each breath showing off the prize of the victor and the exertion of the fallen.  Little rings, bouncing off stiff and puffy areolae as shi gasped on the floor?  He couldn't know, but it was a lovely idea.  The same for the cock; perhaps it was pressed against hir rock-hard abs by Twilight's big size twenty-two and a half foot, her big toe flicking at a Prance Albert over the flare, or… or whatever.

He shrugged mentally, and went with Sunset having the Prance Albert and some random studs in… places?  It seemed likely.  Right.  Twilight's foot, rubbing her defeated foe off with casual superiority.  Meanwhile the triumphant megazon would of course be making all sorts of little quips and comments about how much hir prick and splurting pre was showing how badly shi wanted to be Twilight's little slut.  Cooing at hir, like Twilight had when he'd been allowed to watch her defeat Applejack last week.  Except instead of threatening a fisting, she'd be explaining how she was going to mount that cock, and own that cock, and use that cock.

Quite a lot like she threatened Hopper when they started a match, if he was being honest with his fantasies.  And then ended up on her knees, cumming hard and squealing for him to…

The voice that interrupted his fantasies was not, in fact, squealing.  It was in many ways a husky, low voice.  He found it rather soothing, to be honest, but with a sad hint that the speaker had been on both ends of the world's jokes.  Unfortunately, the broad smirk of Sunset's amber-colored face informed him that he was currently in the comedic crosshairs.  Laughing and patting his overdeveloped right thigh not too far from the bulge along the inside, shi asked, "What're you thinking about there, big guy?"

Foreboding struck, and he tilted his head to his left.  Twilight had no mercy for him; instead, she took the layup and drove home.  She had an even bigger smirk and even more salacious drawl as she egged the situation on.  Looking down at the increased throb in Hopper's already tight trousers, she arched an eyebrow and said, "Showing off a bit, honey?  You already did that when you threw the tank into the sun, you don't have to bring your disreputable friend out too.  In public."

Hopper tried to glare at female and futa alike.  He rather thought Derpy would have been able to pull it off better, but grouchily sallied forth and complained about the one point he was, in fact, going to insist on.  He huffily told them both, "Look, given the trajectory and what we know of my strength, it's at least likely that it only reached orbit.  Plus the sun isn't as close in this world!  You can't be sure the tank is on its way out still!"  He suspected that the fact that his heartbeat currently showed through the veiny stretch of his pants didn't help his case anyway.  Nor did the increasing scent of his masculine musk overpowering both smaller hypers' differing sexual aroma.

Twilight, hanging off his left arm and drawing her free finger along his feathers idly, peered around his nine foot three inch frame to wink at Sunset Shimmer.  Giggling, the jeans-and-t-shirt clad megazon said, "Nope, he just can't handle the consequences of his actions, can he?  Very shameful!"  The action of the eight foot tall mare-- woman, he supposed, though she too was ponied up-- dipping forward wobbled her giant U-cup breasts in an entirely distracting way.  He reflected on the change.

Their bodies were much the same, titan and amazon, towering above and around all but the strange beings called 'Giants' in this world.  Neither wings nor horn nor tail, of all horrors, and the ears were wrong and the mane short, without the blessed transformation.  Their overall coloration was the same, matte black for him and lavender for her, though most of their hide was bare of hair.

Well, Twilight's was.  Hopper took some comfort in his continued fuzziness.

Twilight's longtime friend was hanging off his right arm, snuggling under the vast drape of the concurrent wing.  Usually, he wouldn't object to two lovelies cuddling close on his arms, but they wouldn't stop teasing him!  Sunset laughed, showing off hir tongue's vertical barbell piercing and replied, "I guess not.  Keeps denying it.  We were there, though-- pow, one tank, straight out and launching sunwards."  Shi prodded him in the abs, rustling his velvet shirt and poking with enough strength he actually felt it lightly.  Sunset was a huge and hugely muscled futa, a mere four inches shorter than Twilight.  

The Heavy Metal Princess  appeared to favor jeans and black motorcycle boots under a thigh-length light cyan dress that matched hir eyes, and a sheer, see-through fringe that matched hir hide.  Skin, Hopper reminded himself again.  The skin's bare here.  Mostly; his was distinctly hirsute by comparison to either of his two compatriots.  Most of Sunset's skin was concealed; even hir massive arms were under the sleeves of hir jacket, imprinted with yellow slashes and chevrons that outlined hir enormous muscles when shi flexed, similar to the yellow marks on hir boots.  That expansion of the… leather, I think?  Has to be magical.

Hopper glared at Sunset, who just gave him a gentle, wry grin, though laughter danced in hir blue eyes.  "Look, it was only into orbit, tops," he tried again, pleading for sanity.  He probably needn't have bothered; woman and futa set off giggling again.  Four sets of massive breasts-- Sunset's were a lovely S-class S-cup-- set off rocking as the pair of them gripped his huge arms with their own muscular limbs.  He could smell the mingled arousal of futa and female as they utterly failed to dislodge his arms.  It may have been a bit sulky, but he was feeling uncooperative, and didn't feel like being hauled around.

Sunset eventually smirked and patted the tight six-pack of his abs under their velvet covering.  Shi peered inquisitively around the bulge of his lightly concealed balls, the navy pants barely containing the juicy, broad orbs.  Licking hir lips clean of a slight patina of drool, shi commented, "Shit, Twi, he's got bigger nuts than I do-- bigger than Big Mac's!-- no wonder you keep him around.  Even if he is a liar." 

As his marefriend just laughed again, Hopper waited for Sunset to lead on.  Eventually, the heavyset futa walked on, leading them up into hir apartments within the compound.  Even under hir jacket, hir robust body easily showed just how much it rippled with immense muscle definition and mass.  In fact, shi was in many ways better sculpted than Twilight, who still had more absolute and proportional muscle mass despite the padding Sunset didn't have.

Sunset, in fact, mainly reminded him of Luna or Bulk Biceps, while not exactly being the same as either.  The proud futa alicorn had broad shoulders and a tough core like Bulk's, but that compressed into a little pinch at the middle.  It formed a slight inward push around hir abdomen that then flared back out from there into distinctly feminine hips and a Lunar muscle-rump as wide around as Twilight's, for all the gap in their heights.  Hir thighs weren't quite as broad as the female alicorn's, but shi was smaller, and was statistically negligibly distinct from zero percent body fat.

Eventually they got to Sunset's door and shi deftly slipped hir arm out from under Hopper's.  Her sauntering stroll over to the door gave the pair of visiting Equestrians quite the show with the flaunting flirt of hir tail and shapely flanks.  The door had a lever on it, but shi ignored it, pulled an ID pass out, and waved it in front of a plate.  "You remember--" shi asked Twilight, who nodded, and as the door hissed open, the two old friends chatted eagerly about security technology and technomancy.

It was a nice place.  Definitely had the mark of the sort of obsessed academic who was drawn to the tutelage of Princess Celestia and had slipped into an easy alliance with a Principal-CEO equivalent.  For one, despite the fascinating concept of digitally stored books, the place was full of texts.  In both the foyer and the main living room, stuffed bookshelves lined the halls.  The collection wasn't merely for show, either; on little tables with reading lights, recognizable "in progress" literary monoliths lay, with bookmarks carefully placed mid-page.

The stacks towered alongside several of the mirror world's tablet devices.  He had to conceal  drool of a different nature as he noticed in one case one of stacks was accompanied by a laptop!  Computers were one of those mirror-tools that Hopper, student of a student of Celestia, yearned to acquire and acquire a grasp of the technology involved.  After all, such things hadn't been needed in his pre-Equestria creche singularity.

In short, it so much like coming home to Twilight's apartments-- especially since the ceiling was only mildly claustrophobic-- that he patted his face bemusedly to make sure that he hadn't stepped back through the mirror.  As the two friends began a sly, quiet conversation of the type that he thought he knew and was certain he didn't want the details of, he did start to notice a few differences.

Where Twilight favored abstract drawings, or perhaps paintings of famous or influential scholars and wizards, Sunset prefered diagrams and blueprints.  If there were photographs; Twilight's would generally be of her friends.  And while friends were a theme Sunset seemed to favor, too, but in addition, there were also numerous studies of machines and thaumatechnological devices of many kinds.  Hopper discounted the quality difference in the photos; the result, he was certain, of the higher overall development of non-magical sciences here.  There were also a number of devices he didn't have a name for, and two guitars, one electric, in a discrete case.

It made some fascinating suggestions about the personality of the occupant, and as shi and Twilight were busy talking, his mind wandered speculatively yet again.

Hopper really should have been paying attention to the female and the futa.  Around the time he mumbled, "Heavy Metal Princess, right," to himself, the pair of hyperzons had already slunk up around him again.  Sunset had shed hir jacket on the way in, and hir rippling, powerful arms flexed in lovely relief.  The flexing increased to a quivering tension as shi stroked an admiring hand over his abs and down towards the massive potency of his huge right leg again.  He felt an all too familiar red-glowing warmth manifesting beneath his dark skin as hir interest in potency seemed to concentrate between his thighs, though not touching there-- yet.

Shi gave him a wry grin and said, "That's me alright.  Though the Rainbooms mostly do…" Shi groaned.  "Pop.   And sometimes punk, when Fluttershy is feeling Stare-y when she's writing."  Looking lower and still lower at Hopper's tight pants, the amazonian futa gave a low wolf whistle.  Panting a bit, wings fluttering, shi made an aside to Twilight.  "Hey.  Hey, uh.  Since we're here and all in private, mind if I ask your stud to whip it out and we can check and see who's bigger?"

As Hopper's blush darkened further yet, Twilight just laughed.  "You can ask him," she said gently.  "He really isn't just tall and pretty," she teased, her own wings starting to perk, and warning bells went off in Hopper's brain.  They turned into a combination of klaxons arguing with signals coming straight up from his groin, telling his nerves to shut up before they ruined whatever fun plans his mare had in mind.  Especially while she was possessively rubbing her broad palms over his abs and ass, smishing her prodigious cleavage in against his side where she'd wriggled in under his arm.

Of course, the mare… the woman in question was getting that look on her face.  Oh, it was a flatter face than normal, but in many ways, it was much more honest in moments like these.  Much more the face of a predator.  Sharper teeth, with those two gleaming canines, and if her nostrils were smaller, they flared all the wider proportionally.  Twilight usually got that look, her horn tossing wildly with her head, when she felt like she was about to really indulge her fetishes.  And he knew from experience that on many occasions, that choice of "fetish" was "surprise people with just how overcocked my coltfriend is."

The very second an apologetic Sunset turned towards the huge bulk of Hopper's body, Twilight was smiling and nodding at him like a maniac.  Sunset coughed; the seven foot eight amazon had to crane hir neck back to look up at Hopper.  At least, shi had to if shi wanted to continue groping and caressing the vast cabling of his mountainous leg.  Which, apparently, shi did.  With a chuckle, shi said, "Oh!  Dammit.  Sorry.  Got all Equestrian for a moment there again, you'd think I'd learn...  So hey, big guy, want to whip 'em out and measure them good and close?  I'm seeing that bulge, it looks like we're about the same length!"

Yep, Hopper thought.  Definitely Twilight's overcocking fetish.  He couldn't entirely complain.  Among other things, the very flattering look on the faces of the few futa Twilight had introduced him to spoke to something primal in him.  Well, primal, and probably about twelve years old as well.  The fact that he had been incorporeal and not pony at all until twelve did not, seemingly, matter.  And the times when Twilight took advantage of male or futa subs to praise him by contrast…

I can be extremely juvenile, he told himself.  That said, a warning is kind.  He coughed a bit and blushed, reaching up to run his fingers through his shaggy hair and asked, "If, uh, you're sure you want to?"  He did look shyly at Twilight.  "I take it we're going to be having more, uh, fun?  Usual bachelorette herd rules?"

Sunset grinned eagerly and reached down beneath hir dress to begin doing hir jeans.  Twilight was already on her knees and unsnapping his trousers, because of course she was.  As she unzipped his fly, she absent-mindedly said, "Yes, sweetie, herd rules, look, I deliberately got you together with one of the few people-- wait, let me get this down, since I don't want to be doing patch jobs in the human world with magic…"

Hopper opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, she moved around behind him.  In a flash, she stuck her thumbs in the band of his boxers and jeans alike and pulled.  Down.  Down.  Further down.  He let out an involuntary groan of release as the tightness revealed his knee-length sack, juicy and low, and his still-soft tool flopped forward.

Soft, and already bigger than the average male's leg.  Sometimes, it was good to be an alicorn.

She took the opportunity to rest countless kisses on his gargantuan nuts and purred, "Sunset's done me the favor of topping me a few times, baby."  Her voice was almost saccharine-sweet, cooing as she trailed a pleading, teasing finger along the cabled mass of his quads.  Completely inappropriate for a woman more than a third taller than your average female basketball player cum weightlifter, but who, precisely, would challenge her?

Not Hopper, that's for sure.  He was too busy moaning and enjoying Twilight's eager and skilled worship of his gurgling nuts.  In between slurps, she continued, "Shi's one of the few who's been able to even briefly, even if I had to help hir do it."  Her mouth stayed so close to his tensing mega-balls that he could feel her full lips pushing out and the vibration of her words with every hot puff of air.  "And now, I want hir to feel what I do now, too.  Help me thank my friend, sweetie?  Please?"

As Twilight certainly knew would happen, the already throbbing girth of Hopper's proud prick flung itself forward in response.  Precum splurted out from the horny length and splattered onto a magical barrier protecting one of the bookshelves.  The prehensile length throbbed and twitched, stretching out further, still drooping just a bit towards the end.  It grew visibly with each pulse of the veins spiderwebbing across the thick length.  He shuddered, moaning again before apologizing, "Sorry about the precum on your floor, Sunset, I'm glad you have wards up for the bookshelves… already?"

His voice trailed off.  Sunset's jeans and boxers lay fallen around hir ankles, stopped by the muscular futa's boots.  Shi was staring at him-- or, to be more precise, the shuddering, dripping length of his monumental maleness.  It had already grown to four feet and was passing that rapidly.

Hir facial expression was familiar to Hopper as well, despite hir human form: jaw dropped, pierced tongue slightly hanging out, drool in the corner…  And hir eyes, widening like Twilight's had, but with the addition of aroused shock (rather than mischievous anticipation) to lusty hunger.  Sunset's left hand already slowing stroked hir needy cock.  Shi had a fat horse dick that would have done larger futas and stallions proud.  The hefty member was completely erect at its three foot length, hir heavy nuts bobbing down to mid-thigh as they tightened with hir sudden burst of desire as well.  No Prance Albert, Hopper noted distantly, but shi's got a frenum ladder that I honestly think I would wimp out from, not to mention that lorum.

In the meanwhile, Twilight did her absolute best to make sure that Sunset got a full view of his surprising stallionhood.  She suckled hungrily at his heavy sack from behind, her horn gently stroking his muscular buttocks above or his potent quads to the side. Indeed, she full-out pressed her face into the musky expanse, wriggling her cheeks against it, and making long slurps at the huge orbs.

As he pumped his sturdy hips in response, waving the prehensile length about in obscene display, precum began to dribble down from the impossibly fat flare.  Vigorously enthusiastic, Twilight threw her entire giantess body into the action, lovingly wrapping her muscular arms around the heavy nuts.  With tender ardor, she petted them and mumbling loving phrases at them between lewd licks and lewder kisses.  

All her efforts kept the already hefty shaft's increase steady, another foot of length already extending forth.  It also kept increasing the volume of loud, frequent splashes of slick lube.  Each huge drop was heady with the thick, pheromatic scent of his lust, and when it hit, sent the musky stuff going everywhere.

Even as Twilight's adoring ball-worship kept Hopper's proud maleness expanding, Sunset's silence stretched on awkwardly.  Longer than was usual when Twilight sprang his disreputable friend on most ponies, or other people, even.  It gave him an awkward feeling of having transgressed past the fun limits.  Grimacing, he wiped some sweat away from his hornbase and started to look around nervously, wondering if he'd sprayed past hir wards and gotten something important in the mix.

Well, if shi was anything like Twilight or Celestia, anything getting precum on it-- or any kind of fluid-- would be "something important" in this context.  Though…  There was no rage in hir eyes, nor panic or manic energy.  Shi was just staring at his dick, expressionless.

He was about to reach around behind and make Twilight stop the otherwise absolutely euphoric love she was giving his increasingly tight balls when Sunset swallowed, and finally spoke.  "Uh," was hir first word, which wasn't unusual in situations like these at all.  Then shi blinked.  "Wait, that was you soft?"  Hir wings sprang out, stiff and fiery wingboners as hard as hir decorated erection and shi mumbled to hirself, "Shoulda known from the size of those boulders he was smuggling.  Bigger than my peaks!"

Shi still wouldn't stop staring at his cock.  He didn't feel quite as awkward any more, though.  Rather the opposite.  The slight drool shi licked away from hir cheek also helped with his nervousness.

Hopper gave a pleased rumble, his face flushing shyly again.  His magnificently massive pecs tensed as he puffed out to show off.  Otherwise his main reaction was to cross his arms over his chest while his wings popped out full and flared.  It was nice to be appreciated, but he did wish shi'd meet him eye to eye eventually.

His lower half, sped on by Sunset's delicious sentiment and Twilight's even more delicious attention, had no such shyness.  Under that combined erotic push and pull, there was a great rush of blood beneath the surface that had his shaft rapidly reaching out to its full proportions.  At its massive maximum length in a few short breaths, it twisted in the air towards Sunset.  Its vast cyclopean cumslit stared at hir like a hungry eye while Hopper coughed and said, "Uh-huh.  Yes.  Mmmf.  Sorry!  And… unf…  Twilight is making it very hard to think right now, so if you want to discuss what we're going to do or…  Light and Harmony!"

His cry came as Twilight's expert and enthusiastic work at his hyper-productive balls came to what might be thought of as an early preview of the main event.  Just as she led a long, lusty lap from the base of his sack all the way down to the bottom cleavage between his immense nuts, the engorged flare unleashed a multi-gallon hose-burst of precum… right onto Sunset's face, and dress, and muscled arms, coating hir, making the light dress cling to every curve and bulge of hir powerful form.

The last coherent thoughts Hopper had before his black-skinned face started to literally glow red with the subdural heat was, Oh, so shi goes for horizontal bars on the nips.  And vertical on the belly button.  The next few moments blurred into embarrassment.  Twilight had told him that his pre, like the cunnyfluids of the alicorn mares, was a light sexual stimulant, but he didn't need to be told it was very rude to soak someone in a stallion-scented aphrodisiac without asking!

He remembered babbling incoherent apologies as Sunset blinked, lube dripping from more or less hir entire upper body.  The hyper hermaphrodite brushed hir forehead and eyes clear of the warm stuff.  Blinking silently, shi studied hir hand for a moment as the clear fluid, rich with an intense load of his musk, dripped slowly down onto the floor.  If hir body was an outsized statue to the very concept of bodily strength, then the precum dripping from hir was a rich polishing oil.  It certainly perked parts of hir right up, too!

As the ringing in his ears cleared, he realized that the look on Sunset's face was definitely one of lust.  He clung to that, telling himself, That's… that's a positive, I think?  His impression was reinforced by the steady drool of lube from hir large flare, accentuated by the pulse of the broad meat in hir fist at the base.  Seeming small in comparison to the behemoth aimed at hir, the throb and twitch of hir cock nonetheless sent ever-increasing amounts of pre flicking out to join the pools of his.

The familiar weight of Twilight's powerful form leaned against the mountainous expanse of his right leg.  The huge amazon lay down beside him, left arm curled around one knee and holding tight.  Her right was rapidly rubbing over the crotch of her tight jeans, rewarding herself for having provided the impetus for the view.  Hopper suspected direly that this had been part of her intent all the while.

So dire.

Meanwhile, Sunset's chiseled abs told a related story of lust that was punctuated by the drenching hir gargantuan, super-defined thighs were taking along the sides.  Hir pussy may have been hidden behind full testicles that hung halfway down hir thighs, but it was openly gushing admiration nonetheless.  The smell of that sweet honey, of a futa alicorn in near heat from arousal was something he'd not yet tasted from the varied subs Twilight had displayed or shared for him in their short month together.

And then Sunset Shimmer, the Heavy Metal Princess, reached hir hand up to hir lips and began to take slow, shuddering licks of Hopper's precum.

Shi slurped it up with a greedy thirst, letting out mewling cries of pleasure between each long lap.  He felt Twilight rise sinuously to her feet, the massive amazon ducking under his right wing and arm to cuddle up against his rugged side.  Rumbling with her own delight, she reached down with her right hand to return to rubbing her damp jeans in the utterly sodden cleft between the thighs.  She twisted her head to nuzzle possessively at Hopper's shirt-clad pecs, though all the while her eyes were fixed outwards. Taking her time, she kissed him slowly, watching Sunset greedily devour her stud's precum.  The lusty amazon was really getting into the sight of a half naked futa alicorn rutting hir hips forward faster and faster with each new drink of the precum covering hir.  

Sunset's luscious hips slammed forward, thrusting hir pierced prick back and forth in the air as though seeking an invisible pussy.  Thoroughly enjoying the display, Twilight reached her other hand around and proprietorially caressed Hopper's still-twitching fuckpole.  She purred, "I don't think I'll ever get tired of seeing a lovely, sweet musclebitch covered in just your lube, Hopper.  Shi smells delicious when shi's turned on anyway, but this?  This, baby is hot on every level.  Actually, hang on a tick.  I've got sight, I've got sound, I've got smell.  Science demands I go in for taste and touch!"

Hopper groaned, his big body tensing.  His huge hand came down across Twilight's broad right shoulder, half-leaning on her, half-locking the muscular woman in place.  It was Twilight's turn to grunt and clench from her core; Twilight's turn for her wings to spread wide, brushing against her colossal coltfriend's huge arm and under the feathered embrace behind.  The grip impeded her, but she didn't let it delay her disrobing.  Shimmying her far-flaring hips, she pushed her shoes off on each other, and kicked them back behind the pair.

The horny amazon even made a lewd show out of holding the toes of each sock down with the other foot and oh-so-slowly drawing her legs up to pop them free and bare.  Drawing a sizzling "Damn-I'm-Hot" line over her juicy booty with one finger, she blew imaginary smoke from the tip when finished, and cocked the finger at his chest.  She licked her lips and purred  "Aww, c'mon, sweetie.  I want to play.  And we both know the only reason you're holding on is you don't want my hand off your dick…  So just let go watch your mare work."

Face flushing further, he lifted his broad hand from Twilight's buff shoulder and mumbled, "Sorry, love."  His hand left a trailing caress over her bulky back muscles, though his eyes were still on Sunset.  The huge futa was stuck in hir own little world, savoring every drop shi could scrape from sticky skin or off soaked fabric.

Twilight laughed and traced a lingering finger over his velvet shirt as she said, "I did enjoy it, baby.  Harmony but you're cute when you're being all feral and growly.  But this is for all three of us.  So watch your woman work… and strip the rest of the way, okay, cutie?"  She patted his taut tush matronizingly.  

The pats swiftly turned into a grope, and she cheerfully said, "You've had good alicorn practice with my girls; this is just more output ports and input banks!  We're going to be having lots of fun.  I promise you, you and your disreputable friend making four."  The muscular giantess leaned way over, her mountainous breasts swinging and pressing around his colossal cock.  As he stroked and massaged her chiseled back, right between the wings, she gave his squirming stallionhood one long, loving lick.  And then she sauntered away, tail, jiggly hips, and jigglier butt waggling back at him.

Let it not be said that Twilight Sparkle was inefficient.  As she strolled with slinky sinuousness, the agile amazon reached behind herself and unsnapped her tee's wingslits.  Her triceps bulged, gargantuan expanses of taut strength showing off her bare purple skin as she pulled the shirt off and hurled it casually to the side.  Wings raised high, she swiftly swung her arms back up in a reach that contained quite a bit more flexing and showing off on her forearm and 'ceps than was strictly necessary, and performed the same unsnap-release-throw motion with her titanic bra.  The tangy scent of her arousal was thick in the air as she paced a circle around Sunset.  He loved the effect it had, the prowling, predatory motion enough to make the confident warfuta freeze mid-lick on hir palm.

Twilight stopped on the opposite side of Sunset from Hopper.  The huge male paused in unbuttoning his shirt, staring at her while his oversized shaft twitched eagerly.  Twilight's mammoth melons wobbled for a few seconds after she stopped, her puffy nipples waving in time.  While Sunset swallowed heavily and smiled faintly, Twilight raised an eyebrow and purred, "Going to challenge me, baby?  Or stick with our last… score?"

Still unspeaking, Sunset lowered hir hands.  To his astonishment, shi took the musk-dribbling hem of hir skirt and curtseyed low to Twilight.  As the mighty futa held the pose, dripping his heady-scented lube, Twilight popped the snap on her jeans and unzipped them.  Her head dipped, though her horn remained proud and high, and she slowly peeled the tight fabric off from her colossal, hyper-padded and hyper-muscled hips.  She raised her powerful arms high, and pointed her fingers triumphantly at herself.

As Twilight's pants fell, Sunset demonstrated not only hir physique's immense strength, but flexibility and balance well.  Shi leaned forward as well, hir own spiraling horn carefully ducked out of the way of Twilight's rock-hard six pack.  Twilight just gently ran her fingers through Sunset's soaked hair, ignoring Hopper to focus on her quivering friend.  The taller amazon combed her fingers lightly through the soaked mess, occasionally stealing dollops of lube to lick sensually from her fingers.  Trembling, hir entire body radiating arousal, not just through scent but from every flex of muscle and twitch of cock, Sunset kissed Twilight's heavy pubic hair.  Her lips pressed just once against the dark purple, and then shi rose back to hir feet.

Twilight's focus was utterly on Sunset now.  Her strong, supple fingers roamed the futa's cabled neck and burly shoulders, collecting precum that had been missed for her own obscene gustatory delight.  Sunset swallowed heavily, trembling.  "Shit," shi repeated with disbelief, finding hir voice at last.  "I've cum that hard onto someone, yeah.  But that was just lube!  You've been holding out on me since he hit majority, Twi!"

Looking up and over at Hopper, Twilight slyly started to say, "It's just been a month, I've been breaking… him… uh."  She blinked, brain and vocal cords refusing to finish the teasing sentence, jaw hanging slightly agape.  While she had been playing with Sunset and removing her jeans-- now kicked aside by those long, amazonian legs as well-- Hopper had completed stripping himself as requested.  Now completely nude, the tall black man's taut skin showed off an incredible amount of fuzzy-covered muscle.  Noticing Twilight paying attention again, he curled up his mighty arm and kissed his eighty inch peak with a wink.

Needless to say, Twilight added her own femmejuices to the muddle on the lightly carpeted floor.  "Unf," she groaned.  "Right, revision: I've been breaking the relationship in and teaching him," she said with a wink.  Her hands dipped down and just casually, she grabbed and toyed with the first frenum piercing across Sunset's throbbing member from below.  As Sunset shuddered with pleasure, a fresh wave of lube escaping hir futacock, Twilight smirked and added, "So I haven't been 'holding out' on you.  Especially since, as Princess Celestia says, he can make his own decisions.  But you, I wonder…"

Sunset Shimmer was a warfuta and an alicorn; even as a unicorn, shi would have certainly been in the running for archmage against Starlight Glimmer back in Equestria.  Shi was strong, trained, and a tough, hardy combatant even among the company of alicorns.  Hopper knew that just from their brief time together and the stories he'd been told about the Princess of Redemption.

Twilight Sparkle reduced Sunset Shimmer to a whimpering, groaning subbie slut.  The powerful warfuta gasped, reduced to pleasured grunts from just Twilight's expert manipulation of hir piercings.  She mercilessly masturbated her friend's meaty cock, moving up and down over the decorated member.  The potent dominatrix leaned across Sunset's sweeping shoulder and stage-whispered, "Teaching, I said.  He wants to dominate in bed, so I've been working him up to the good stuff.  He learns gratifyingly quickly, Sunset.  Do you want to be a part of our… lessons?"

"Yes!  Please!" Sunset's low voice became a squeal in truth as Twilight ruthlessly jacked the slightly smaller alicorn off at the base of hir throbbing tool.  The difference in their height was trivial.  A little more than four percent, Hopper thought, his consciousness focusing on trivialities while the hungry stallion focused on just how dominant his lovely mare was.  How even as she pleasured her sub, she controlled hir utterly.  She started with just firm jerks around the base, periodically making light rolling taps with her fingers up and along the underside.  

The difference certainly seemed important for all its apparent thinness.  Twilight loomed over the blissfully squirming futa, all but eclipsing hir.  In every direction, the Princess of Friendship was the mightier; greater height and mass and pure power combining to make the otherwise dynamic Heavy Metal Princess seem utterly under the Twilight's sway.  Closing her eyes, she leaned closer, kissing and licking out the last dollops of lube from her groaning friend's long hair.  It was a hands-free process, wet and wriggling; her hands, after all, were still toying exquisitely with Sunset's heavy horsecock.  

Whistling slowly in admiration, Hopper groaned, shaft pulsing with his heightened arousal.  Dominance was Twilight's method and her aim alike, yes, but she made it a loving and practiced domination over her well-loved plaything.  With the shuddering herm ensnared utterly, she carefully bounced her hand back and forth beneath the pulsing length.  Tenderly, she firmly wriggled and twitched each piercing along the ladder to push for the maximum sensation, the maximum pleasure for the deliciously caught Sunset.

Slurping a final collection around Sunset's hornbase and sending light flicker of magic out the top, Twilight quietly asked, "Clothing?"

Hopper didn't know what she meant, but Sunset seemed to.  Grunting a bit, hir wry smile returned and shi reached up to adoringly stroke Twilight's cheek with no longer trembling fingertips.  Shi kissed Twilight's throat, then the base of her gigantic breasts, rubbing hir own pre-soaked mega-knockers against Twilight's purple pair.  Panting heavily, shi asked, "H-help me out of the boots, please?  Then the rest is yours."

Still a bit unsure, he coughed quietly.  Futa and woman turned from their private embrace to look at him, eyebrows raising in almost creepy but definitely adorable simultaneity.  Blushing, he asked, "Uh-- what're hir safewords?  I'm sort of new here, remember?"  The two looked at each other again, Sunset's wry smile broadening and Twilight's grin turning proud.

Sunset snuggled into hir mistress and asked, "Good study, is he, Twi?"

Chuckling softly, Twilight cupped Sunset's broad cock-crown in her wide palm and squeezed lightly.  "Just keep humping, pet," she instructed, and then turned back to Hopper.  "Just for that, sweets, let's aim for getting you balls deep in hir big ol' muscley tush!"  She winked at the big male and ran the forefinger of her other hand up and down the underside of Sunset's stallionhood.  As she explained, she toyed with the frenum ladder.  "Shi plays both ways like the best futa do, but shi usually wants pussy-love from the stallions or futa who do hir."  Suddenly, Twilight stopped teasing Sunset's frantic dick with her free hand, and slapped the taut musculature of hir ass.  "So shi's nice and… tight, and I'm going to have to work hir open for you."

Obeying the order to rut wholeheartedly, Sunset started to rapidly jerk hir prick against Twilight's hand.  The big bitch whined at hir bigger mistress as shi coated the firm palm in hir lube to season Hopper's.  Twilight kept smiling at her huge student and softly told him, "Silly herm that shi is, 'Mainstream' is hir caution, and 'Poser' is hir stop."  Sunset's yellow skin rapidly began to resemble some of the orange streaks of hir hair as shi blushed fit to match his.

Briefly, a part of Hopper wondered how well Sunset would get along with his father.  Being an alicorn trained by a line of academics had its benefits.  While the majority of him was wrapping his giant fists around his gianter cock and pumping rapidly, thinking about invading that promised tightness, part of him filed away, "Get signed copies of hir solo recordings for parents," for later.  Mostly he just groaned, face flushing as his precum started to pick up steam again.  "You just say that because you want to titwank hir and me at the same time when I bulge hir belly," he accused with a wink; a wink and one of his trademark low, rumbling growls.

Sunset began hir first climax upon hearing the words; upon feeling the rolling vibrations of that intensely potent reverberation.  Shi cried out wordlessly as Twilight pulled her hand away, licking tenderly at the precum the futa's fat shaft had spilled during the foreplay.  Sunset orgasmed all over the side of hir nearby couch, coating it with thick futacum.  All the while hir cunt soaked hir hyper-toned thighs, making Twilight smirk.  Her own face flushed and pussy shamelessly juicing in time with Sunset's, Twilight replied, "Who said anything about just, lover?  I do my job right, and it's everything but 'just'.  Really."

With a sniff, Twilight suddenly slapped Sunset's ass.  "Wings," she commanded, and the still-cumming alicorn futa obeyed the seemingly cryptic order.  As soon as the bulging futa snapped hir wings shut against hir back, Twilight tangled her left hand in Sunset's hair.  Looking Hopper right in the eye, Twilight yanked hir towards herself.  She bent Sunset at the waist and forced hir to finish spending hir load onto the carpet.  Demonstrating her continued superiority over the otherwise bastion of strength and power, Twilight reached across Sunset's waist and hauled hir up into the air under one muscle-bulging arm.

Both shorter alicorns were clearly putting on a show for him as much as playing together.  Twilight hefted Sunset so hir rump faced the mega-muscled man, and Sunset eagerly participated, flagging hir tail and flexing hir glutes in and out.  Shi also lifted hir feet so Twilight could comply with hir earlier request; Twilight just went ahead and shucked off Sunset's riding boots.  These, she more carefully teleported over to the hall near the hangers, her alicorn-hyper aggression not completely overwhelming her OCD.

Still holding Sunset up and pointing hir at Hopper ass first, Twilight's horn glowed.  The power reached out and Sunset's low-hanging nuts were grabbed in a squeezing magenta grip.  As Sunset whined and grunted, panting happily on the other side of Twilight, the taller amazon explained, "I'm going to make the little bitch show off for you, master.  But shi's kind of in the way at the best of times, so let's take a good looksee at some of the Princess of Technomancy's heavy metal."

While her magic kept tugging and gripping Sunset's juicy nuts, pulling them back and up a bit, Twilight pinned back hir puffy, lush folds to display hir horizontal clittoral hood piercing.  "Shi's a total slut for-- well.  Bigger, burlier bitches like me, really bigger, much burlier studs like you-- but in this case, piercings.  Shi'll show you the rest in a bit, but this poor, lonely piece of art does tend to get missed."

It was now Hopper's turn to stare and blush and other things.  "Just thought you'd like to see," Twilight said, then giggled as a fresh hosing of precum splattered over her and Sunset both.  "Oo!  I see you do approve, master."  Leering at him, she scoped out his feathered display as well.  Licking her lips, she said, "Right out to your big ol' pretty wings, too!  Well, thank you for your liquid contribution, but I'll lick the little musclebitch's ass clean another time.  For now, I'm taking everything shi thinks shi's still got."

Still dripping her stud's lube, Twilight tossed Sunset back on the ground.  Once shi was on hir feet, Twilight reached down to grab the hem of hir dress.  She fixed Sunset's eyes with her gaze, giving the groaning futa another chance to safeword.  Nothing followed.  From Sunset, anyway; Twilight bunched her hand into a fist around the sodden hem.  With a brutal, upwards rip that made a single, crossways yank, she completely tore off a wide strip of Sunset's dress from hem to left sleeve.

As Sunset wailed in pleasure and began to fuck the air again, Twilight grabbed another handful on the other side with her free hand.  The right balled up her existing prize lightly.  She smirked and told Hopper, "This is why I want you to practice shredding when I ask, master.  I want you to do this to me.  I want you to own me in our little scenes, both me, and everything about me.  I want your force… because I know I can trust you about things like safewords.  You're a great student, cutie, and it's making you a better master all the time."

Lecture complete, she ripped the dress off the other way.  It was enough; Sunset was left naked, shuddering, utterly bare save for hir piercings and hir brassiere.  And, of course, hir body still dripped with Hopper's precum and her own juices from below while hir semi-hard prick was slowly recovering from its refractory period.  Although Sunset was left in nothing but hir own oversized bra, hir shivers had nothing to do with the temperature.

Twilight bunched up the shirt in her left hand and nodded at Sunset's massive bra.  Perhaps one could not have smuggled preadolescents in its cups, like in Twilight's, but toddlers, at the very least!  "Sure that one's okay, too?" she asked.

Whimpering, Sunset nodded quickly.  "Please, mistress," shi gasped.  "Rarity makes plenty of them in the right sizes for me, Applejack, Applebloom-- there's more than enough!"  Laughing, Twilight grabbed the soaked supportwear right at the join between the cups and hauled forward.  Sunset had to brace hirself or just tumble against Twilight.  Together, they managed; off came the lingerie in shreds, too.

Smirking , Twilight exchanged the smaller shred of dress into the hand with the bra and crumpled them all up together.  She salaciously licked her lips, asking, "So, my wimpy, 'beaten' pet-- stop rolling your eyes, first of all, I see that!-- so, my downtrodden and defeated pet, having also tasted both precum, whose do you think I prefer?  If you tell me yours, I'll even let you drink some of his again… All you have to do is say it."

Sunset laughed, throwing hir head back and letting hir released super-knockers bounce wildly.  "Yeah," shi snarked, "All I have to do is lie to my mistress.  I don't want to end up in a chastity cage or sounded again, thanks!"

Twilight arched an eyebrow again, and waited.

"Also," Sunset said, clearing hir throat as shi gave Hopper and his massive member another fiery, lingering leer of admiration.  "Also," shi repeated, "I do kinda like all the reactions I get out of the pretty master when we praise him truthfully."  

If the reaction shi was referring to was a sudden renewed burst of precum over sub and switch alike, making Sunset's muscles, curves, and cock glisten as though they were oiled up, then shi certainly got it.  If it was a pleased rumble, half a growl, shi certainly got that too.  Lightly coated again, shi moaned.  "His, mistress!" the big futa moaned and snuggled up against hir mightier friend.  Shi masturbated hir length furiously, wriggling hir muscular mass alongside Twilight's larger frame.  "All his!  It'd be like comparing your Rarity's cunt-juice to mine, or mine to yours!  It's not fair that a young stud like him has such a big fucking cock and such tasty, tasty pheromones.  Promise I can get more, too, mistress?"

Having held up the shredded clothing to catch some of the pheromone-soaked wave of lube, the bigger amazon winked a bit and cocked her hips arrogantly.  "If you're very good," Twilight replied.  "If you're very good indeed, pet."  

Curling her arms over her head, she triumphantly flexed her sixty inch peaks to their maximum expansion, taking care to keep her hands overhead.  As her fists clenched to hold the peak, she tilted her head back, and opened her mouth wide.  The squeezing action pumped out the last washes of pre, dripping it down into her waiting, greedy throat like water from a trough.  She quite pigged out with it too, lapping the strands out of the air, gulping the clear lubricant down and squealing happily between each swallow.

Sunset was already on hir knees by the time Twilight threw the shreds away.  Hopper had lurched forward, the room shaking with each thunderous fall of his massive feet under impossibly potent legs.  "Wait, please, master," Twilight cooed, and hauled Sunset up by hir hair again.  Despite the yank, she held her friend carefully, one hand under hir toned tush while the other used hir mane to show hir off like a trophy.  "I promise.  Fun for us all.  I won't fight it if you want to fuck us together now, but your woman will make it very good if you give her leave to put your futa on display."

Swallowing heavily, Sunset leaned hir head against Twilight's shoulder, hir horn against Twilight's.  "Yeah, big guy," shi said hoarsely.  "I'm yours until you go back.  Twi and I really did talk about it.  I thought it was just going to be wrestling and some obedience, but that dick!"  Shi grinned, shyly, not wryly.  "I want you in me, master.  And I give myself freely to you.  But please, trust your slave-mistress; I want to be used for you, first."

Hopper chuckled quietly, and hauled the couch over and away from the pair, sitting down in the middle of it with a whurf.  The giant column of his cock bobbed and wobbled, and the two friends followed it with almost hypnotized eyes.  "Fine," he rumbled.  "But I hope you realize that once I am in you, I'm probably not going to let you off until you're too full of cum to move, then fuck Twilight on top of you."

"Promises, promises!" chorused futa and female alike, with once-more eerily identical expressions of obscene hope on their faces.

Grunting, Hopper sat, folding his massive wings by force of will alone.  He closed his eyes briefly, bringing his squirming super-shaft mostly under control.  Tamping his arousal down into a tantric collection, he let the power well at the root of his spine and surge into his already voluminous balls and swelling seminal vesicles.  

Another identical motion struck female and futa-- jaws dropped, panting and drooling-- as his musk-laden testicles visibly enlarged.  The virile pair drooped off the edge of the giant-sized couch and rested on the floor.  His pheromones surged around the lusty subs too, and the results were almost a positive feedback loop of further energy.  He gave a shy smile of his own and noted, "I didn't really think your nipples good get harder at this point-- either of you."  Looking down, he added, "Same goes for clit and cock.  Really, really flattering."  Squirming in his seat, he mumbled, "Thank you."

Sunset just winked, that wry smile of hirs having lost its sadness completely.  Shi'd been allowed to stand on hir own two feet yet again, but clung to hir mistress.  For all hir strength and hardness, shi nestled in against Twilight's side like her personal arm-candy, wrapping hir mammoth melons around Twilight's burly upper arms.  Hir arms, in turn, reached around to stroke Twilight's positively giant tits in front, and her hard, chiseled back behind.  Shi closed hir eyes and sighed happily, fanning hirself and Twilight with hir wings.  Thus draped properly, shi waited on hir mistress' pleasure.

Shi didn't have long to wait.  Twilight laughed, pleased indeed, and tilted Sunset's chin up to kiss the smaller amazon fiercely on the lips.  A claiming kiss, focused entirely on the futa.  She ignored everything else but tongue-fucking Sunset's mouth and wrestling hir friend's pierced tongue down.  Hopper could hear the rapid clicking as Twilight toyed with Sunset's barbell.  After a few moments of assertion, Twilight broke the kiss and slapped Sunset's ass again.  "Okay, Shimmy," she said, "Where's your collar?"

Sunset blushed.  "Jacket-- lefthand pocket," shi admitted.  "I keep it close to my heart.  I know why I can't leave Earth.  It's my home now, and it's my responsibility.  And I love my ladies here, make no mistake."  Shi winked at Hopper.  "It is nice to be stud and bossmare, I gotta say.  But, oh, sweet Celestia, Twi, you being here and bringing him here are so tempting."

Giggles and affectionate pecks at Sunset's forehead were Twilight's first response.  "So it's my turn to be flattered, huh?" she gently teased Sunset, then actually blushed!  "H-hopper keeps mine for me, these days," she said, face flushing.  "Celestia made it clear she'll ask for it to put on me at our next scene, but that she was making me his 'trainer' bossmare and sub both.  He has to keep the balance for a chance at her-- and a chance at keeping me happy!" she said, putting her free hand on her far hip and mock-glaring at the big lug, who blushed brighter than either.

Laughing as well, Sunset kissed Twilight back.  "You mean he keeps it for you in the pants you stole from him, mistress?" she asked.

"Sauce!" Twilight growled, and spanked Sunset again.  Of course, shi wriggled and flexed hir rock-crusher heiny for Twilight-- and Twilight obligingly spanked hir a few more times.  But while she spanked her friend, the bigger amazon looked up and gave Hopper the most adorably predatory smile he ever did see.  "Say, ma-a-aster," she said in her best cutesy-broodmare-not-believable-at-all-voice, complete with big, watery eyes and lower lip pout.  "Would you mind being a big, strong stud for us and going to get the collars?"

Hopper didn't argue.  He just groaned, and another fountain of precum jetted out, this time leaving another long, slick pool on the floor.  "Too much?" Twilight asked, fluttering her eyelashes-- asked Sunset, that is.  As Hopper rolled his eyes and stood, heading over and behind the couch to look for his pants first, Twilight commented, "Rainbows and the Eternal Herd, but he's got a good ass.  Oh!  Hey, master, if you bring 'em back, want to put them on us, too?"

As Hopper's engorged shaft whipped above the couchline like a periscope, it sprayed another splattering of pre straight at them.  Leaning forward to taste the delectable spray, Sunset just laughed and laughed.  Finally, shi tenderly wiped some precum away from first hir mistress' eyes and forehead, then hir own.  Surrendering hir hands to hir mistress for a licking "tax," Sunset said, "Both, mistress.  Definitely both."  While Hopper forced himself to concentrate on getting the collar out, he heard hir clarify, "Great ass, for a guy, and yeah, just a little too much."

> Chapter 2 - Didn't think you'd get to keep it, did you?
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By the time Hopper came back, the couch, of course, was taken.  He couldn't even bring himself to be angry, per se.  Not many ponies, or people in general, could find it in their hearts to feel anything but lust when presented with two naked goddesses sloppily making out in their prior seat.  Two naked, musclebound amazons, horns lightly tapping and giant breasts bobbling and wobbling together as the makeouts continued, Sunset Shimmer's decorated prick caught between two hard six packs.

Honestly, he was having more of a problem keeping his prick from just reaching out and diving in to join them.  Two naked, musclebound hyperzons, Hopper reminded himself, with incredible racks, perfect asses, and both lightly covered in my precum.  Between that and the "promised to be my submissives," I think I can stand to lose the seat.

Nonetheless, he gently transferred the collars to his left hand, walked over, and scooped a hand between the writhing mare and the grinding futa beneath.  Twilight Sparkle's taut abs were clenching and covered in a mixture of his precum and Sunset's, but Hopper got a good grip anyway.  Despite the slickness, his thick, strong fingers were able to find traction easily enough.  "I thought we were going to be doing fun things involving collars?" he asked hopefully as he physically lifted the protesting Twilight off her playmate.

Familiar with the ease in which her studtoy could heft her, the mini-giantess felt no need to cease her aroused writhing.  Indeed, once he got her airbound, she started rubbing her six-pack against Hopper's hand as though she was grabbing back while she flailed limbs towards her couch-partner.

Giddy and ridiculous and utterly sexy: pure Twilight Sparkle.  "Aww, master," she pouted, "I was doing it for you!"  Logic and fidelity thus established, she intently intensified her squirming around towards Sunset.  Of course, she made a show of it, wriggling long, potent legs, and reaching grabby hands out for the muscular futa.

Sunset laughed, her husky voice teasing.  Shi smirked up at Hopper.  "You should believe the mistress," shi noted with an arch smile and a wry chuckle.  "After all, shi had to do something to stop me giggling… Master Bunny."  Choking out his scene title, shi began to laugh and laugh, rolling hir naked body around on the couch.  Shi didn't stop, either, until Hopper transferred Twilight under his left arm, then hauled Sunset up under the other hand.  He growled at female and futa, to little effect.  His only recourse was to sternly spank each pair of upraised rump cheeks with his telekinetic glow, alternating it with the stinging fwap of his feathers.

So very stern.

The squealing and squeaking soon turned to a pair of alto voices groaning in pleasure, Twilight's deep from superior mass, Sunset's matching the register from hir futa form.  He rolled his eyes and thought, At least they aren't laughing any more.  And could he really be displeased at this, either?  The single most dominant and powerful futa-- individual, period-- of Earth, and his even more giant and dominant marefriend, squirming and coming damn near climax from him disciplining their mega-toned glutes.

Nope.  This was definitely a day for going with the flow.

By the time he had the pouting pair back on their feet, a half-goofy smile was already on his face.  "Can we discount the laughter parts, for now?" he asked with a sigh.  "You know that's not my fetish, Sparkle."

Twilight grinned, and took up station at Hopper's left, lewdly grinding her drooling snatch against the colossal column of his leg.  Panting all the while, Sunset stood opposite her.  As he should have expected, the mighty futa humped hir prick against his titanic thigh as well.  Shi provided a horny whimpering contrast to Twilight's arrogant, flippant tone.  His marefriend haughtily told him, "Oh, I know.  But you've got a pair of big, burly, uncollared bitches around, Master Bunny.  And I know you have lots of fetishes, like… butt."

Hopper was in no way surprised when another tandem maneuver was performed.  This time ,Twilight's gloriously squish-and-power rump and Sunset's prodigiously potent glutes were wielded wickedly by the pair against him.  Specifically, they turned on "butt," and slammed their hind ends back into his thighs.  Both of them ended up immediately drenching their own buff quads in femmejuices when the "crush" failed to even wobble him.  For that matter, Sunset's pulsing prick provided yet more masculine fluid as well as the paired contributions to feminine scent in the air.

No way surprised, and in no way a fool; he knew what opportunity his woman had arranged.  Immense, treetrunk forearms came down around both squirming bitches' throats.  The pair were lifted up, not entirely off their feet, but enough so that they had to press their toes against the floor or dangle.  Twilight merely groaned, "Whee!"

Nothing suppresses her at all these days, Hopper thought, Not even if she had gone down to subspace.  And it's beautiful.

This harsh captivity in no way seemed to discourage either of the panting pair.  Indeed, both mega-amazons gave up on remaining groundbound, locked their legs back around his knees.  Thus anchored, they began to wriggle and flex potent glutes and mistressful thighs against his overwhelming might.  The purring pair made sure to leave a claim of their own on him in the steady run of their fragrant femmecum.  

Utterly captured, Sunset brought hir big hands up to grab and pull at Hopper's massive extensors.  Shi succeeded in getting a little bit of leeway, coughing and groaning out, "Unf, Sparkle, I don't care…" she wheezed and then continued, "I don't care that it's only been a month-- you've been holding out on me!"  The last word became a howl of pleasure, hir heavy balls forcing a long, swelling surge down hir three foot stallionhood.  Hir piercings actually jiggled as the thick wad blew down and sent a sticky spray right at one of hir bookshelves.  As shi squirmed and gasped out hir climax, the opal-blue of hir wards flared out.  Thus stymied, the virile seed dribbled down to the floor.

Again and again the thick strands flew forth from the hefty futa cock, hir great testes and overproductive seminal vesicles disgorging themselves in obscene homage to the might of the stud holding hir high.  Twilight, more used to her kept dom's somewhat amateurish holds, squirmed herself up a little more easily.  Once she secured room to maneuver, she licked the taste of arousal and orgasm from the air.  Drooling at the lovely taste, her big legs and their big quads flexed wildly as she moaned, "H-hair trigger bitch, of course I did!  I'm going to have to share him soon enough anyway!"

Sunset seemed prepared to start squabbling with Twilight despite climax and captivity.  Randy, wanting to actually fuck, Hopper decided to intervene.  "Be silent," he growled.  He then had to suppress a sigh when the snarl shut Sunset up, hir spent prick moving into its short refractory period again, but got Twilight cumming.  

The gleeful, tail-swishing super-switch's massive calves clenched helplessly against his thick knee, but her great chest heaved with her vocal response to her orgasmic delight.  In her defense, she did bite down on her lower lip, whining and whimpering through her climax.  But not actually speaking, per se.

Taking advantage of Sunset dropping hir hands from his forearm, Hopper decided to get use of at least one hand back.  "Let's give your playmate a taste of the full package while we're here, at least," he rumbled, and his oversized shaft suddenly sprang to its animate coiling once more.  Before either woman or futa could "object," the huge maleness curled around Sunset.

If they weren't going to restrain themselves, he figured he didn't need to, either.  Precum promptly stained the Heavy Metal Princess' voluminous breasts, wings and back.  The forceful grapple even had the thick horsecock leaving its rich-scented trail over Hopper's flat hip when it shoved around between him and hir.  Despite the wide breadth of the warfuta's powerful frame, his gigantic cock was able to pin hir upper arms completely to hir sides.

And it held Sunset completely off the ground in its musky embrace when he released hir throat.  "You don't have to be a dick about it, Master Bunny!" she said, her voice husky and yearning rather than teasing… at least mostly.

Lewd comments from the wriggling futa aside, Hopper turned his focus to Twilight.  With an arm free, he was able to wrangle the amazonian giantess into place.  Twilight being Twilight, she made it as difficult as she could.  She started by squeezing her potent legs together as tight as she could to his knee and thigh, trying to hold fast onto the mountainous limb.

It availed her not at all.  For all her terrifying might-- and she spared him nothing of it-- Hopper's massive bicep and flexors tightened only a little in his effort to dislodge her.  "Do you really have to keep fighting, Sparkle?" he grumbled, and she hissed at him.  In fact, she flat out snarled at him and battered her heavy fists against his arm.  "We both know you want this; Shimmy knows you want it!"  He grasped the muscular goddess and slammed her back against his broad, pumped chest.

Twilight changed tactics immediately, slamming her size twenty two and a halves back into his thighs heels first.  Her wings were trapped, so she followed up with her elbows, the island-shattering force directed with no restraints at his ribs.  "Going to have to," she panted when that failed utterly.  Loving the feel of all that strength, all that muscle, all that stud having to wrestle her around for her kinks, she let out a groan, showering his sculpted abs and throbbing length in her aroused juices.  She shook her head, clearing it, and continued her statement, "To claim me again… master.  Have to make your Sparkle yours!"

Part of Hopper wanted to apologize to Sunset for the precum bath his squeezing super-stallionhood was giving hir.  The part of him that was gripping both smaller alicorns all the tighter, that was filling the room with the heady scent of his desire so thick it was almost visible, the part of him that still wasn't sure it wanted to be called "Master Bunny," that part of him was far more focused on meeting Twilight's challenge.  Not to tame, not truly, but to claim.  And so he followed suit.

As he shifted her around, huge limbs covering a but slightly less huge body, he snarled, "Really?  You could make this easy, you could just do what you're told for once!  You've earned everything coming to you, Sparkle, and I intend to deliver."

The resonant harmonics of his voice thundered over both of his captives once again.  Twilight's tumultuous struggle ceased for merely a moment, but it was enough.  Delivering the repeated orgasms and deep dominance that Twilight's lusty, loving guidance and play deserved took concentration, after all.  Just because she squealed out a mini-mini climax, a short, guttural cry and swift clenching of tight abs and tighter cunt, didn't mean he could lose focus, after all.

Instead, Hopper actually lightly tossed her further up his chest and slightly to the left, careful of her horn.  He swiftly arrested her ascent, still at an awkward angle, with the solid column of muscles that formed his forearm catching her beneath her titanic U-cups.  While this left her right arm free to begin hammering at the bulging mass of his extensors, for some reason, she didn't try anything else.  He took the moment, such as it was, to pull her collar out of his right hand and bring it up towards the corded muscle of her throat.  "Got you now," he whispered, and couldn't help the goofy smile on his face, or his pulsating member's abrupt shower of precum across Sunset's bouncing rack.

It was true that Twilight never stopped fighting.  Her wildly pumping legs stretched down, quads bulging in sharp relief, and latched around his oversized masculinity in a scissoring grip, moist thighs squeezing hard.  Her free hand shot down, fingers curling into a clawlike arch as she raked along the burly limb holding her fast.  "I'll break you!" she roared back at him, mammoth mammaries bouncing and jiggling as she struggled.

Of course, she did absolutely nothing at all to stop Hopper from flicking the heavy, studded collar around her neck-- and clicking it closed.

As soon as he did so, Twilight ceased even the pretense of contest.  Instead, she happily cuddled the giant arm holding her fast.  "Master!" she said with as much perky cheer as she could muster.  "Thank you so much for helping Sparkle to be Sparkle again, Master Bunny.  Sparkle is ready to make Shimmy a good little fucktoy, too!"  Then she reached over and grabbed his wing to rub her cheeks against it, like a cat instead of a pony or ape.

Because she was Twilight Sparkle, so of course she did.

Hopper gently set Twilight down.  And-- of course-- since those were the terms she had indicated, he could trust her.  Indeed, by the time he'd put her down on the floor, mere moments, Twilight was almost bouncing with anticipation.  She squirmed happily, her huge chest lewdly rocking and shimmying with each wobble in his grip or off the floor.  Her feet pumped so rapidly that she looked like she was trying to run or leap before even completely settled.

As soon as she was down, as it happened, she darted to his right.  Confused, Hopper turn his head over to look at Sunset; he'd left her to the tender mercies of his precum-happy cock.  Sunset had apparently been either aroused enough or desperate enough or both, to make use of what little axial space shi had.  

With his attention elsewhere, shi had reached down to begin rapidly run squeezing, fondling fingers up and down hir decorated prick.  With rattlesnake swiftness, Twilight grabbed Sunset's huge dick by the flare, squeezing it roughly and planting her thumb over the cumslit.  "Naughty," Twilight said, her eyes widening in obscene lust.  She cooed, "So naughty, Shimmy.  Going to need to punish you."

Hopper laughed quietly, and tilted Sunset's head back.  "Do you blame hir?" he asked.  "I mean, not that we shouldn't punish hir anyway, but…"  A quick flick put the vast expanse of his wing to hir behind; but his feathers merely stroked hir sculpted muscles possessively.

Shi looked up from the focus on hir shaft, turning hir head back up to look at him.  The sad smile had returned, but a hopeful look in blue eyes told him shi wasn't looking to him to stop the scene. "Please," that husky voice groaned out.  "I keep cumming but it's not enough, it's never enough, please, punish me or let me free!"

With hir upper arms locked by Hopper's coiling cock, shi apparently couldn't get past hir medial ring, but was doing quite the frantic job anyway.  Shi'd made quite the mess!  if shi didn't have his utter lack of a refractory period, shi had apparently already climaxed multiple times anyway, hir frenum ladder quivering with the increasing throbs of the vein-laden surface.

Twilight giggled, but kept Sunset's fat crown trapped and her slick cumslit utterly blocked.  Thus locked, the poor futa grunted, trying helplessly to either reach Twilight's grasping hand or somehow jerk off enough to force a dislodgement.  "Poor thing," Twilight cooed, stroking the index finger of her other hand along the sensitive back of Sunset's swollen sack.  She looked up at Hopper and winked, licking a bit of drool from her cheeks.  "Seminal vesicles all ready, nuts gurgling with sperm."  

She giggled again, then went on, "Weird alicorn blessing shi picked up-- shi gets less of a cooldown the more shi cums in a limited period.  So shi's not completely exhausting the cock I want to play with-- and some of the rest of this is your fault, Master Bunny.  Pre-slicking the poor bitch like that.  And don't think your Sparkle doesn't know what it's like to be soaking in your musk while your lovely, lovely dick constricts her tits, mmm, yes…"

With a long, satisfied smirk, she leaned in, lapping and slurping at the gargantuan, coiled cock.  Flicking her eyes up at Hopper, she smiled.  "Claim hir, master?  Put it on hir, and I'll let the poor thing go… get a good show on for you," she cooed.

There didn't seem to be further point in extending the poor futa's desperate need for release, at that.  Especially not with Twilight proprietorially toying with Sunset's overswollen testes.  He knew very well just how talented those fingers could be at pleasuring a heavy sack, after all; and it didn't do for him to be selfish.  "Put your neck up, Shimmy," he told hir with a quiet rumble.  "You're a brat, but I think you're in deeper than Sparkle was.  Don't fight two doms that want you; just surrender and give your mistress a drink."

While the warfuta may have been a brat at or near Twilight's own level, it seemed that the influence of pheromones, captivity, and the switch-dominatrix's exquisite teasing was more than enough to give hir cause to submit more readily.  Shi stretched hir neck out for him and just mumbled something along the lines of, "Oh, cripes, there really are two of them," or something before hastily groaning out, "Please, Master B-bunny!"  He was actually rather surprised by how well shi'd choked down the laugh this time, and there was no trace of it when shi finished, "Make me yours.  Your futa.  Your broodtoy.  Your bitch.  Please!"

It was easier this time.  Not just because Sunset wasn't fighting him like Twilight had, but because he had both hands again.  Just for fun-- and to bring out another low, shuddering gasp of pleasure from his new sub-- as Hopper brought the collar, nearly identical to Twilight's, around Sunset's neck, he tightened the grip of his pulsating shaft around hir burly arms and enormous tits.

The drooling slit of his vein-laden member kept showering the captured herm, drifting over the angles available to it, the better to utterly coat the muscular form within its grasp.  Hir muscled neck bobbed with a long series of groans and cries of pleasure as her mistress and his teacher-marefriend looked on approvingly.  Duty to his sub's pleasure satisfied, he locked the collar on, just tight enough to be felt.

Twilight was already moving before he slid the buckle home.  She opened her mouth wide, self-distending her jaw as she lunged for the broad futa-flare.  Sliding her thumb away at the same time Hopper let his hand move away from Sunset's neck, she gulped down Sunset's entire crown at once and just kept going!  With arrogant ease, Twilight just swallowed the smaller amazon's six inches wide shaft, cheeks hollowing as the flare passed into her corded throat.

"Mistress!" Sunset roared.  And it was a roar; the proud warrior in hir unleashed along with hir cock.  Shi released hir thick cockbase and gripped lovingly onto hir master's gigantic shaft.  Sunset's  huge flexors rubbed the heated flesh lovingly even as hir fingers squeezed so delightfully into the sensitive skin.

Shi tried to furiously rut forward, but Twilight didn't permit that.  Still sucking at the spasming stallionhood, she simply pushed Sunset's flat belly back with a broad palm.  From the loud slurping sounds and the shift of her throat, the bigger hyperzon was definitely enjoying toying with the fat dick.  It was an amazingly hot tableaux, watching his marefriend fucking the futa-cock in her throat, not being fucked by it.

Control, he reminded himself.  Self-control, control of the scene, but respecting the self and option of control of the sub.  I may be meeting Twilight's standards, but I have years to go, decades maybe, before I can rightfully call myself her equal as a dom.

There was nothing Sunset could do but thrash helplessly.  Hir thrashing was suddenly made all the more frantic when Hopper thrust his left hand up beneath hir.  Taking a page from what Twilight had promised but hadn't had a chance to give him yet, he'd coated his thumb in his swift-flowing precum.  The slick fluid smoothed the thick digit's way into Sunset's tightly-muscled ass, Hopper's insistent gentleness rubbing broad circles into the clenching ring.  Meanwhile, his forefinger pressed up behind hir still-tightened sack, flicking at hir clit and the hood's piercing.

The bound and fucked futa was reduced to helpless squeals far higher than shi had a moment ago.  But he was intent on using his whole hand, not just the two fingers.  Up came the remaining digits, plunging into hir gushing cunt, filling and stretching her like a smaller man's fist.  He seized hir from behind as totally Twilight took hir in the front, forefinger rapidly flicking as his thumb inexorably plowed hir ass.

Then he grabbed Twilight's horn.  Practice and delectable experimentation had shown a midway point between the full unlight stifling and a normal hornjob that resulted in a positively delicious constriction of Twilight's prodigious magic.  Thus, as he began to hornjerk the Princess of Magic rapidly, he used that light touch to drive jolts of pleasure into her.

Reward was immediate for them both.  For all three of them.  Twilight immediately began to gasp and groan soundlessly around Sunset's fat horsecock, swiftly reducing the shuddering futa to a drooling frenzy of delight.  For Hopper, sound and light were his reward.  The sound of one lover in ecstasy coupled with the brilliant quick, pulsing bursts of hornflare looping off the top of Twilight's horn in volcanic response told him just how well he did for her, too.

Sunset screamed wordlessly, but it was all pleasure.  Hopper's invading thumb had reached hir prostate and he set to work pushing hir body into overdrive.  For all shi'd been cumming from both sets of organs before, hir decorated dick took preeminence again as he began to massage the sensitive gland.

Not that hir pussy neglected to clench and grip around his upthrusting fingers, nor that it didn't utterly flood his palm, not with that masturbatory effort matched by the skilled manipulation of hir clit!  But as he "forced" Twilight to bob back and forth over the pierced prick, Sunset's eyes rolled into the back of hir head and shi came with all hir might.  His thumb drove the entire affair as Twilight's mouth pulled the worked-over subbie's pulsating member hard.

Dom's eyes met switch's, Hopper grinning smugly all the while.  Twilight's eyes glittered with pleasure and wordless praise, though her distended jaw didn't leave room for much else to show.  In any case, merciful mistress that she was, she was mainly using her mouth and tongue to caress Sunset's cock lovingly she was forced to deepthroat it.  At that, her tongue was adding to the stretching distension and Sunset's euphoric overstimulation, pushing out from her tight, sucking mouth to tease at as-yet unswallowed piercings.

Inexorably, he pulled her all the way home by the horn, until heavy balls ground against his marefriend's face.  "That's it, Sparkle," he rumbled down at her.  "Don't I feed you well?"  From the way Sunset was still squealing hirself like a silly schoolherm and not a full grown futa, and the way Twilight's throat was gulping eagerly, he felt that the answer was a firm yes.  And then Twilight's horn blasted off completely, raw magic from the very incarnation of the stuff splattering lights and colors all over Hopper's coiling shaft.

Hopper joined his subs. his friends, his lovers in climax then, releasing his hand from Twilight's horn.  It hadn't been entirely intentional, but that didn't matter.  The big youth was riding closer and closer to pure automatic himself, after all.  There was the pure beauty of display and the pure thrill of dominating two submissives of such superlative might, in the first place.  Not to mention his oversized shaft having been ready for it and waiting on the tantric edge for quite a while already!  With Sunset already cumming and squirming inside the coil of his supercock, and then the tingling, nameless sensation of Twilight's horngasm flowing over and indeed through both his aura and his sensitive stallionhood, there really was no need to hold back.

So he didn't.  Then things got really sticky.

Scant moments to spare.before his orgasm met and renewed theirs, Hopper's huge flare tilted slightly.  Splooosh!  White, sticky waves splattered out onto the press of Sunset's underboob where it pushed out, squished by the cock's constriction and all the more so with the thickening of the wad as it flowed.  The force of it and the angle was such that Sunset was not the only claimed, coated bitch.  

As Twilight wickedly released a good six inches or so of futacock to be drenched in the sticky stuff (and hir balls beneath!) she took a faceful of it washing off and down over her.  It ended up as a literal shower of sticky stallion spunk that coated her everywhere it could.  Her broad shoulders were hosed down, her titanic breasts coated, and the drips and drops and glops of it were simply everywhere.

It took him quite a while to stop, and to be honest, Hopper didn't think either one of them would really complain.





Which of course only proved how much he had still yet to learn about alicorn lovers, mare or futa, in pony body or ponied up human.  "So messy, master!" Twilight chided him after she finished lick-cleaning Sunset while the horny herm did the same for her.  She shook a stern finger at him, then planted both fists on her still-sticky hips.  So very stern.  So stern that her pussy was drenching the floor anew.

"To be fair, mistress," Sunset drawled in between long slurps and shuddering moans as shi swallowed down his richly flavored cum, "He's gotta be kinda pent up."  Slobbering, sucking noises intervened for a moment as Twilight rolled her eyes and Sunset cleaned her further.  "Big old balls hanging that sweet and low."  Shi finished and grunted, cumming hard from huge cock and fat cunt yet again.  Gasping, shi asked, "Are you sure you're taking care of all that delicious dick right?  I could try to claim it as a familiar…"

Hopper's face blushed a scarlet that shouldn't have been possible under darkskinned cheeks, as he wondered what it was about Celestia's students that made them think of his dick as a familiar to be bonded!  Luna doesn't, he thought, though a suspicious part of him added, Yet.  Sitting on the couch once more, watching the two collared battle-babes take care of each other, he tried to get a word in edgewise to object, but Twilight harumphed and waved an errant hand at him.

She promptly turned the hand around and paddled the still bent-over Sunset repeatedly on hir upthrust rump.  "Naughty!" she told her friend with a laughing smile.  "If the master lets that happen, I already called dibs on his deflowering night!"  Once the futa had finished climaxing, Twilight stopped spanking hir.  Instead, the taller amazon pulled her shorter lover up for a long, lingering kiss, claiming a further bossmare's-- Bosswoman's? Hopper thought, and resolved to just use Equestrian terms in defeat-- share of thick stallion seed from hir final mouthful.

Hopper sighed and planted an elbow on one titanic thigh, chin in hand, and glared at both subs.  His wings, of course, were in full arousal display-- but so were theirs, so that hardly counted.  "Ladies," he growled, but not hard enough to start the cum-cycle again.  He reflected that it was a part of Equestrian tradition going back to the pre-Windigo times to usually include futa among the higher class mares, and wondered why that was fair.  Shaking his head, he glowered at them.  "The only claim you get is to be fucked and to serve.  Remember that."

Those smiles again.  Twilight's half-mocking, half-dreamy, all-merciless leer, and Sunset's wry, sardonic grin, the same character in both.  Is this what Celestia will be like?  Even in minor? he wondered, only to be answered with a chorused, "No!" followed by gales of laughter.  

He stared at them suspiciously.  The mares in his life kept claiming that they weren't peaking on his mind, but…

Twilight eventually answered for both of them, breaking character to say, "Oh, honey, no, we haven't popped your mental shields-- that's really Starlight's territory anyway, and she says she can't, so you're safe there.  It's just everyone, sub or vanilla and now a dom, we take in together wonders if it'd be like this to be with our teacher."

"For one thing," Sunset said softly, "I never got to be fucked by her.  Probably for the best, honestly; certain things would have hurt more."

Twilight nodded, though her strong hands were already wandering over her muscular amazon friend.  She agreed, saying, "And if anything, even what I can do… it's only the smallest, faintest glimmer of what she does-- when she's holding back."  She fluttered her eyelashes.  "You get to see her when she's not!"

Smirking, Sunset said, "So, back in character with us, and, uh, good luck to you there, master."  Before shi finished speaking, shi bobbed over to grope at his giant nuts.  Of course, shihad hir hands back and was making a cute, "innocent" face by the time shi stopped.

With that, Hopper leaned back and smiled, nodding.  "So, Sparkle," he rumbled.  "Show me our newest captive.  What does shi bring to us?"  He folded his enormous arms behind his head in faux relaxation.  In reality, he reached across to the base of each far shoulder, then flexed… and flexed… and flexed until his two gigantic triceps bulged out to broad prominences.  Not as sharp of peaks as his biceps, the distracting display nonetheless made dominatrix and submissive alike let out panting groans.  Twilight wolf-whistled, because of course she did.

She kept telling him the Sisters could get her to behave.  If anything, that also told him how far he had to go with his own skills.  And with Twilight Sparkle.

The burly woman caught up Sunset's arms and smirked.  "Well," she replied with a salacious drawl, "Shimmy has nothing like that, master.  It isn't fair of you to show off so and leave your poor bitches damp and waiting."  When he just snorted and flicked a wingtip at her, she giggled, and "forced" Sunset's hands behind hir back, then twisted the still-hard futa to the side, wrenching hir arms around carefully.  "Show, Shimmy.  Now."

Posing, Sunset gripped hir hands together at the arms' full extension.  Pulling with the far hand, shi began to bulk out hir own triceps.  The definition was impressive, detailed and taut; Hopper was certain shi had more extreme sculpting than he did, even if his musculature remained larger proportionally as well as absolutely.  Shi half-stepped forward, lunging onto hir far leg and bending the near behind hir as well before flexing as hard as shi could.  The ripple was gorgeous, utterly gorgeous in the expanse and expansion of power, refined and focused into idealized hermaphroditic form.

The stance and pose also gave hir huge S-cup tits a magnificent bounce and wobble when shi assumed the position, and kept the perky cleavage pumped up and forward.  It also showed off how outrageously overproportionate hir enladdered cock was, extending past hir knee in the lunge.  Of course, in the company shi kept, it was "merely" a beautiful balance, rather than the largest in the room.

By the drip of cock-lube and the perk of nipples, Hopper got the feeling that shi both liked being shown off… and liked being overwhelmed.  A lot.  That's all to the best, he thought.  I know I want hir happy here; shi's important to Twilight as well as being pretty awesome hirself.

Twilight began to loom and lean over Sunset, grinding her naked breasts across the posed warfuta.  Her soft melons squished against Sunset's wings and back; her strong fingers caressed lewdly over vast promontories of strength.  "This belongs to you, now, master," she cooed, and flexed her chest.  Her mighty pecs shoved mammoth melons across Sunset's rigid back.  "You conquered us both, and every inch of hir is yours to use."

Then she winked, and bobbed a bit on her heels, battering Sunset with her boobs.  "And meeee!" she declared.  "Don't forget about using me too!"  A classic Twilight Sparkle Pout followed.

A smile curved the edges of Hopper's lips.  "You ran hir down, my musclebitch," he noted, blushing faintly at the harsh language.  But seeing how it made Twilight's face glow, and both subs give off a toe-curling array of delectable arousal-scent, he did his best to not fight his instincts.  He pulled his arms down and around in front, resting their giant heft on his gargantuan thighs.  Again, willing the arousal to continue feeding his overswollen nuts, he continued, "I can see that, as I always expect of you, you've captured a pretty pet.  But…"  His voice trailed off, and he screwed his face into the closest approximation of a frown he could manage.

A soft gasp escaped Twilight's lips at the sight of it, and her wings spread in wide erection.  Sunset blushed, looking away, but hir pussy drenched the floor and the long hardness of hir cock twitched under the domineering gaze.  Shi seemed to try to move hir hands, perhaps to re-seize an achingly hard shaft, but Twilight permitted nothing but holding the pose for their master, her grip locked hard on the smaller alicorn.

He grunted deeply, enormous shaft snaking back and forth as he watched their bodies, those powerful, musclebound frames shuddering with pleasure from just the look he gave them.  After a moment, he cleared his throat and said, "I have some concerns.  You've made some promises for quality this time; not just a pretty pet."

With a hungry rumble, he let a leering, lewd gaze linger on Sunset.  It lasted long enough for the gorgeously sculpted hermazon to both try to struggle to escape Twilight's grip and to better pose for the huge male devouring hir with his eyes.  "So show me.  Show hir off and give me reasons to keep you as my top bitch, given how rude you were about the collaring."  The thin smile returned.  "Give me a show, sweet Sparkle."

Twilight leaned forward and ran a long lick up Sunset's horn from the base.  Her eyes never left Hopper's, and he wondered if he'd ever seen such a happy-goofy smile on his beloved marefriend and teacher.  Pretty sparks of opalescent magic flared off the tip and the futa alicorn grunted deeply.  Shi flexed hard, pushing against Twilight's unbreakable grip, the bigger woman holding Sunset where hir far hand grasped onto hir near arm.  

The powerful Princess of Magic needed just the one hand to hold the futa locked, not merely in pose but in place.  She began to bob her head back and forth over Sunset's horn, sucking up the phantom sparks as Sunset squealed and squirmed in Twilight's unbreakable grip.  Even more unbreakable was the meeting of Twilight's eyes with Hopper's.  Not a challenge, but a gift; not pulling attention from the well-muscled hermaphrodite, but to keep on surrendering with each suck of the amber-colored horn.

Each new movement of Twilight's tongue and mouth along the tall horn seemed to force Sunset to flex hard.  To strain more, to do something, anything, to bulge out hir bulk, no matter how far shi already was.  Hir muscles were in sharp relief already, hir huge dick bouncing and twisting in the air.  WIth hir precum flowing wildly across the room, shi let out a gasping, "Please!"

Twilight pulled back, and suddenly, violet energy coiled tightly around Sunset's low-hanging scrotum, teasing at hir lorum.  A further magenta ring seized the base of hir pierced prick.  Then, as Twilight released the futa's horn with a popping smack, her telekinesis kept jerking the sensitive manactive organ off.  Unfortunately for Sunset, the rate was just slightly too slow to actually get hir over.  Twilight forced Sunset to lunge further forward, hir piercings and breasts shuddering and bouncing even as hir cock was kept strictly controlled.

Still meeting Hopper's eyes, she curtseyed.  "Shall I let the slut cum, master?" Twilight asked in a low, breathy moan.  "Or is shi yet to please your sight?"  Sunset babbled wordlessly for a moment, but Twilight was undistracted from waiting on Hopper's whim, though a soft tightening of the telekinetic scrotal grip forced Sunset to blush.  To bow hir head, even as it was hornjacked, and await as well.

Frowning, he looked over his new plaything carefully.  Gently, he watched hir for the signs that pleasant play might become unwelcome distress.  Seeing none, and confident in Twilight's expertise and the safeword itself, he stroked a long hand over his massive tool, precum beginning to fall like rain from the fat tip.  Female and futa eyes tracked the throbbing monstrosity, the obscene masculinity flexing and pulsing with potent sexuality.  When he felt he had their attention full enough, he responded simply, "No."

A long whine escaped Sunset's throat.  Caught spellbound in the scene's grip as much as Twilight's, shi rutted forward a few times.  Needy, hungry, and controlled utterly by the larger amazon, shi kept trying desperately to fuck the ring and coils holding onto hir cock.  "Cruel master," shi moaned, but hir face was flushed with pleasure.  And hir smile was curling along hir lips faster than hir toes against the floor.

Twilight's face, in contrast was glowing, her scent almost overpowering his.  He could see her taut belly clenching, the sweat collecting along her hide as her arousal heightened.  She slapped one huge arm around Sunset's well-muscled throat.  With her friend caught, she possessively humped her far-flung hips hard forward.  Each new thrust grinded her damp pussy over Sunset's tail, marking her properly anew.  In between her shuddering moans, she grunted, "Command your bitch, please, master!  What should Sparkle do with poor Shimmy's horny bod?"

Unable to help himself, he flexed his flat hips.  A further fountain of precum flicked out from his enormous, prehensile prick, spraying submissive and switch alike.  As they cried out in pleasure, two pairs of wings stiffening beyond even the experienced older alicorns' control, he rumbled, "Edge the slut, Sparkle.  Edge hir, spank hir, and let hir hands free to beg with a good posing.  When shi's showed off some tit and a bit more strength, then you can let hir go.  But keep hir on that edge, or I'll expect you to lock yourself."  He winked at Twilight.  "But you can masturbate yourself.  Even cum a little bit."

Whimpering and pouting adorably, Sunset squirmed as Twilight listened to their master's instructions.  "So fucking cruel," shi moaned, then leaned back, tilting hir head to kiss Twilight's cheek.  "He's so fucking cruel and so fucking hot, mistress.  Shimmy will be good if you let hir go, promise," shi moaned, and then bowed hir head forward, waiting for Twilight's decision.

Obedience was Twilight's tactic.  Obedience in all particulars at that.  Her belly still trembled with the need to release herself and the promise that it would be soon.  So she stepped back from the smaller amazon and bowed slightly to Hopper once again.

Her broad, potent hand slapped down onto Sunset's hyper-muscled ass with a whistle of wind and the crack of a flicked wrist.  She wouldn't damage her precious friend and lover, of course, but stinging was clearly on the menu.  Despite her concentration on making Sunset yelp out thank yous,  the magenta controls on the smaller alicorn remained.  The magic held hir package and horn fast, keeping hir both right on the edge of either or both releases.  Always on the edge, never flying over.

And all the while, Sunset kept repeating the same thing, "Thank you, master, may I have another?" while staring at Hopper.  His huge balls tightened in response and he growled deeply, thundering over both women.  Twilight arched her back and left Sunset's rump alone-- for a brief moment, anyway.  

Temporarily adrift in the full-body sensation, she let the rumble massage and vibrate every part of her.  She surrendered to the impetus of that rough voice, squeezing her hands over her own massive rack as a full-on climax hit.  She couldn't control herself any longer, squealing while her pussy spasmed and rippled.

Poor Sunset was magically stifled still.  Shi was nonetheless hit just as hard, leaving hir own giant breasts trembling, quivering with hir suppressed orgasm and free-flowing need.  But by the sound of it, either the purple energy coils around cock and horn were doing an amazing job of asymptotically approaching orgasm, or Hopper's growl was helping even more than usual.

Then he came in triumph, and both longtime fuckbuddies were drenched in his seed, in his marking scent.  The steady jerk of his hands around the impossibly wide and even less probably long shaft combined with the gorgeousness of Twilight's release and Sunset's carnal captivity to make the result inexorable.  Mentally, Hopper blessed his lack of refractory period yet again while nervously thinking, I hope Sunset can take the extra strain without losing it… this is kind of my fault.

Said extra strain, of course, was the body-drenching, wall-painting, pool-creating blast of heady, thick spunk that washed over female and futa both.  The sticky, virile spooge coated them with his own alicorn aphrodisiac.  A stallion bump to their celebratory enthusiasms, even at a distance.

He might not, per volume, have quite the stimulation concentration of, say, even Flutters, let alone Twilight.  He certainly didn't have the addicting, full-on induction to orgasm of Celestia's perfect honey.  But what he lacked in pheromone load, he matched in sheer volume of sticky climax.

His seed literally left both completely coated from head to toe on the sides facing him.  Dripping down huge melons, coating thick skin stretched taut over amazonian muscles, it got everywhere.  Splashes and cumfall even coated most of their hide which was directed away from him!

Twilight stumbled a bit, gasping.  Her amazonian body tensed everywhere; the white, sticky goo flew as potent muscles flexed and extended in rapid succession.  If her wings could have flown further, they would have, but at their extension, all they could do was quiver.  She squealed, choked a bit on the cum dripping down her face, and then swallowed heavily.  Taking as much as she could, she slurped up the heady spunk, and telekinetically burst it away from her eyes and Sunset's.  Climax after climax hit her, and even with her eyes open, they seemed to be searching further afield than the span of her wings.

And yet.

And yet Twilight remained in control of herself.  Covered in alicorn spunk and orgasming in literally body-covering bliss, Twilight let go of her shuddering super-melons.  Suddenly sober, she enveloped the seed-splattered Sunset in her arms.  Her words made Hopper immediately sit up and pay attention, his horn glowing as he readied magic for if it was necessary.  Coughing, she grunted, "L-zero, L-zero, Sunset, are you okay, do you need to cum?"  She winked at Hopper, giving a reassuring nod before turning back to caring for her friend.

Sunset had been hit by the direct wave just as much as Twilight.  Perhaps even more, with hir vulnerable, needy cock only partially sealed off by Twilight's magical sleeve-cage.  Already edged high, the musclebound hyperzon wasn't even as convulsive as Twilight had been.  Shi just flexed, and flexed, and flexed, hir body rippling with almost uncontrollable power.  Twilight rapidly stroked away the spunk from Sunset's face and hugged her friend tight.  "L-zero, Sunset," she repeated.  "I'm going to let you free in a sec if you don't talk to me, lover."

Deeply worried that he had gone too far, Hopper let out a sigh of relief when Sunset popped open hir eyes and said, "N-n-no way, Twi!"  The potent muscle herm was made of similar foundations as Twilight, it seemed.  He was not all surprised when Sunset reinforced Twilight's spells and fields with a blue burst and a huff.  "M-my edging," shi groaned.  "Mine!  I can t-take what your stud, our top, what this fucking hot bastard can put out.  Just give me a moment."

Twilight grumped, "I can shatter those little spells, you know."  Crabby or not, she held the massively muscular futa in her gunk-covered arms, nestled back between her iron-hard wings.  She licked slowly at the thick, virile seed, cleaning it from Sunset.

As her friend recovered, Twilight turned her head to smile at Hopper.  The intensity in her eyes was almost frightening.  Not just lust, not just approval, but a singular fierceness that reminded him just how far Twilight Sparkle was willing to go on behalf of those she cared about.  "Good job, baby.  Oh, such a good damn job," she cooed.  "Momma likes."  Her hands were once more roaming over Sunset's body, but just gentle caresses, not exactly cleaning the tingling cum off the futazon, but neither rubbing it in too much.

Silver light faded from Hopper's horn as he relaxed. He let a bit more of "Master Bunny" settle around him, and casually stretched out his huge, cabled legs.  Reaching down between the mountainous limbs, he caressed the slowly gurgling heft of his titanic nuts.  "Mmm," he groaned.  "You two look so sweet cuddled up in my spunk," he said with a smug grin.  "Tell me when you're green and go to be good bitches again."

A delighted whine escaped Twilight's lips as she whimpered, "Soon, studmuffin, promise, so soon."  Forearms bulging and quadriceps swelling, she clung to Sunset.  Once she had her friend securely set, she started grinding her pussy over the smaller alicorn's tail once again.  Sunset arched hir back, grinding that mighty-muscled arse into Twilight's motions.  The arch thrust forth hir S-cups, jiggling the perky masses, and flicked hir glow-wreathed, pre-drooling stallionhood in a swift, vibrating shudder.

All it took was a slight movement, and Sunset touched hir spell-trapped horn to Twilight's free spiral.  "Cum for me, Twi?" shi whispered.  With the stunned moment of Hopper's orgasmic shower broken, Sunset was moving in long, curling wriggles.  Now free, hir broad hips were shaking even more than hir twitching, caged cock.  

Shi begged with hir body, first and foremost.  Hir fingers stroked up and down over hir broad breasts, hir toned abs, over each mighty arm in turn, licking at the air.  Shi stroked hir horn along Twilight's, then gave hir broodbearing hips a swift series of shimmies as shi stared at Hopper like a slab of meat.  "It's a bit of a cheat," shi said softly, "But I want to go back to obeying the sweetie stud.  I-- I want to play, but there's just so much…"

"I'll take it," Twilight growled.  "I'll take it from you.  Show the master who the best bitch is.  You ready, sweetheart?" she asked, reaching down with one hand to lewdly grip Sunset's pierced prick.  Shi held on just past the energy ring on the thick cockbase, the other hand grasping the futa's upthrust horn.  Though Sunset didn't respond with words, Twilight moaned with pleasure as the horny herm's tail flicked hard over Twilight's cum-covered sex and hir own taut, soaked glutes.  Despite the larger amazon's grip, Sunset kept grinding hir horn hopefully at Twilight's, grunting and moaning.

Unfortunately for poor Shimmy, Twilight moved her horn away.  "Full and free consent, baby," she cooed at Sunset, running tapping fingers to bounce each frenum piercing in turn.  She wriggled them around inside the bound shaft's flesh whilst rubbing alicorn-spunk into the quivering cockskin.  "Full and free," she repeated with a moan. and licked poor Sunset's horn. giggling at the prompt blue flare along the spire.

"Gah!  Stop teasing me, bitch!" Sunset grunted.  Still writhing, still dripping obscene dollops of white goo onto the floor, Sunset thrust hir broad back against the soft plushness of Twilight's massive melons.  Wrapping hir cum-covered wings back around the mini-giantess humping hir ass, Sunset pulled futilely at the mightier princess' heft.  "I… said… please cum for me!"

"Well," Twilight drawled, "You didn't exactly say please last time…"

"Twilight!" gasped Sunset, completely bending hirself back and tremulously touching hir horn-tip to the big alicorn's spiral.  The arch made hir caught cock bob like a flagpole while hir desperately overstuffed nuts drooped low beneath.  "Stop…"  Shi growled with frustration, still-sticky nose twitching and nostrils flaring.

Laughing softly, Twilight ducked her head forward.  When their horns rested together, a magenta whorl began to envelop both, following the contours.  Rumbling deeply, she ordered, "Give, Shimmy," and Sunset obeyed.  A blue helix met the purple, doubling and interconnecting as the tantric transfer locked in.

As her tongue flicked out back and forth, Twilight shuddered and the double helix spiraled up from the crown of Sunset's head.  It flowed across the horn-juncture, and swirled back down into Twilight's mind and aura from there.  The sharing of the orgasmic energies from futa to female created a delicious shudder.

It manifested as a muscular shaking that the mere unicorn to unicorn components couldn't handle alone.  Hopper leaned back again, huge palm moving up from his heavy balls to stroke the veiny surface of his oversized prick.  All of him was fascinated by Twilight's sudden pose, both arms far overhead and then pumped down into a double-bicep peak, sixty inches of majestic potency flaring onto display.

She screamed out Hopper's name, and Sunset's, the orgasm starting at her horn in an extremely indigo flare.  The Princess of Magic and the Princess of Redemption's conjoined energies splattered the mixed magic all over the ceiling even as Twilight's tight, plump pussy began to clench and gush in earnest.  Her belly went almost vibrational, her giant quads clenching, pulling her into a sort of squat.  Triumphant arms still rising high, Twilight squealed and groaned with pleasure as the dual orgasmic release surged through her.

Sunset turned, staring at hir mistress in loving awe as well.  The tap-off had cleared hir head, but only a little, three foot shaft still quivering with the need to release.  Twilight's magic might be welling out uncontrollably from her horn, mixed with Sunset's, but its manifestations remained firmly trapping Sunset from the same climax-sets and hir own masculine release as well.  Wings fluttering slowly, Sunset turned to look at Hopper and whispered, "I want that too, master.  You said your Shimmy needed a bit of tit, and a bit more muscle, right?  Then Shimmybreast and Shimmybuff you get."

It definitely helped that he was sitting on the couch with a little bit of distance from the pair.  He didn't have to miss Twilight's posed prominence throughout her climax, and didn't have to take his eyes off Sunset's slow, inexorable super-flex.  The massively muscular futa brought hir potent arms down and around the edges of hir gigantic mounds of breastflesh, catching hir hands together just beneath hir cleavage.  Shi squeezed, flexing madly with that incredibly well-defined strength, each individual muscle standing strong and visible as a part of the whole and a part of its place, rapidly squishing her boobs together and flaunting the pierced nips right at hir master.

As Sunset turned hir legs in and crouched just slightly, shi flexed hard below as well.  Hir quads quickly bulked up, rippling maps of power combining into a mighty whole.  Twilight snuck up beside hir, and just when Sunset got hirself nice and centered, began to fondle the big herm's bound scrotum.  The big warfuta whimpered and almost lost the pose, but refocused, hir huge tits wobbling in the increasingly tight clamp of hir gargantuanly potent arms, pierced nipples wriggling scrumptiously.  "Please, master," shi groaned, and then redoubled hir efforts to pump out every last cubic inch of muscle and tit for Hopper.

Shi didn't have much choice.  Hir need was rapidly re-approaching critical levels.  Twilight just let Sunset's cunt pour down hir arousal all over Twilight's huge forearm.  The futa-honey collected in her elbow, drooling over bare lavender skin.  Her hand was occupied with that increasingly tight, magic-tied sack, fingers squeezing and rubbing hefty, seed-swollen nuts about while her thumb flicked the lorum at the top.

With a faux-cutesy grin, Twilight stuck her index finger on Sunset's cock-crown.  A light magenta glow around the digit let her cap back any precum flow without sounding the poor herm.  "Got hir so trapped and backed up, master," Twilight gasped, fanning both cum-covered bodies with her giant wings.  "You gonna let the pitiful little slut cum, Master Bunny?  Wanna watch me gulp it all down again?"

Hopper's lips curled into a hungry grin as he started to move forward, calves bulging first but titanic quads catching on quick.  He loomed without standing, not yet, waiting on the edge of his seat.  The wicked look in his eyes promised some new twist for his poor, abused captives.

His poor, abused, drooling and wolfwhistling "captives."


> Chapter 3 - Rule 1: No Dignity For Him (At Least Not Very Long)
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Hopper rose to his full height, his elongated prick stretching out straight and true.  The vast, dark span of his wings snapped out.  The width was such that the tips weren't just touching the sides of the apartment.  They bent against either side of the giant hermazon's apartment; there simply wasn't enough room for his sheer breadth.  Words failed Twilight as they had Sunset, and both smaller alicorns just stared at him, half-leer, half in awe.  

Strength was everywhere in his form, in the massive combination of strength and suppleness, of mass and density, and throughout every proportion.  He leaned forward a bit, looming.  His super-sized shaft pointed "ominously" at the pair while he curled up one dark-skinned arm.  The other burly limb reached over his back to tug on his taut-muscled wingbase.  

As Hopper's bicep peak rose slowly, the two staring hyperzons panted and groaned.  Twilight didn't lose her concentration but it was a near run thing.  "Shit," she groaned.  "So handsome, master.  I don't… uhm… Shimmy, do we call that a yes?"

Shaking hir head vigorously, Sunset just trembled, holding the most muscular pose in contest-perfect form.  Using hir colossal 'ceps, shi squeezed hir titanic tits together hard, up and out at Hopper.  "No," shi whispered, tail swishing rapidly behind hir.

Twilight turned to look at her subspace-blissing friend.  "Master hasn't said it's enough,"  Sunset said, licking hir lips.  Shi tried and failed to catch the drool that pooled down from her slack jaw to drip into hir cleavage.  Moaning, shi asked, "Master, does this bitch not serve correctly?  Does Shimmy need further punishment?  Sh-shimmy can't flex like that, Rainbows, no, so big…"

Hopper gave a smug grin.  What was it Twilight said?  Oh yes, he remembered. When they're stuttering, moaning, and on the edge of climax, that's your A+.  Sunset certainly rode that edge hard.  Hir pussy gushed in near-climax all on its own from the sheer intensity of the unrelenting stifled stimulus.  Shi obviously loved it, nipples perked, oversized stallionhood throbbing desperately.  Shi gasped out hir love for the frantic tease. and as shi stared adoringly up at hir temporary master, he realized that Twilight, as usual, had told nothing but the Honest truth about Sunset Shimmer.

The Princess of Redemption had clawed hir way from arrogance to conviviality, and along the way, shi'd picked up a real enthusiasm for play as much as work.  Here, being co-dommed by a heart-dear friend and him, shi had the freedom to let go of hir passionate inner drive.  Not to become less forceful and driven, no!  But to relax, and admire, and let pain and self-critique alike disappear down the vortex of pleasure.

Out in the world, the Heavy Metal Princess, mastress of music and technomancy alongside redemption, might have to throw it all on the table.  Shi had a world to save from its own breakdown.  There, shi couldn't be anything less than hir friends' support, hir allies' strength, and the smile that kept the troops going while the native Twi lead the fight.  Here?  Hir body being on display next to a colossal male towering above them hir and hir amazonian mistress was fun.  Being overwhelmed got hir clit going so hard it near-merged with the base of hir sack.  He knew, just looking at hir, that while shi was pleasure-stunned now, shi'd be leaping on any chance to do more in a heartbeat.  That said, for the moment, shi seemed quite content to just let hir body respond to all that pretty strength.  Shi squirmed, toes curling, tongue flicking, lush hips rolling back and forth.  Drool fell down hir cheek, dripping onto the pools of sweat already coating hir immense breasts as shi just stared.

Shifting his big right foot forward, Hopper leaned yet further towards the pair.  He uncurled his right arm, bringing it down to rest comfortably at the root of his gargantuan length, and grinned.  "No more punishment, Shimmy," he told hir kindly, his enormous length jutting out straight at a bit under half his height from the lean.  "All you need to do to get your yes is walk under my yoke," he explained, and stroked his broad, horizontal column of cock  indicatively.

Sunset's jaw dropped, and shi looked at Twilight, asking, "R-roaman… ceremony?"  Shi looked like shi wanted to go on, but her mouth kept popping open and then shutting.  Hir meaty futa dick positively throbbed, bulging tightly against its constraints as precum welled up within, seeking release.  Hir pussy gushed in open delight at this new kinky facet, and shi just kept looking… at Twilight.

Hopper sighed mentally, though he kept up the arrogant pose and poise.  Why, he wondered, do they always assume it's her?  I know she's smarter but I do my own homework!

Twilight gave another ear to ear manic grin, eyes wide.  "Oh, I didn't ask the master to do that," she purred, to Hopper's silent gratitude.  When Sunset flagged hir tail even harder and whimpered out a wordless question, Twilight nodded, licking her lips.  "That's right, Shimmy," she said in between horny pants and strokes of her fingers over her stiff clit.

"He even does historical research."  She shuddered, and leered up at Hopper.  "And roleplaying."  When Sunset raised a hand as though to speak, opening her panting mouth wider, Twilight spanked her mega-flexed ass with two loud cracks.  Then twice again when Sunset yelped and tried to shield hir rump with hir wings.

Precum began to drool from Hopper's titanic flare once more.  Even if he suspected it should be Twilight being thanked, the four squealed cries of, "Thank you master, may I have another?" were intensely flattering.  The aroused and arousing squabbles of the two amazons were even more cock-throb inducing.

Finally, Twilight grabbed Sunset's sack in her big, meaty hand and squeezed, just lightly.  Lightly or no, Twilight was being serious.  The pressure provoked a further yelp that turned into a desperate, yet pleasured moan midway.  "You may not clone pool or kidnap my master!" she growled at the burly futa alicorn, who pouted.  Twilight pressed the dangling scrotum forward, pinching part of it lightly over Sunset's lorum.  "You may walk under the master's yoke, and if you are a very good bitch, we may be back some time!"

"Walk and masturbate," Hopper rumbled.  The twain turned to look at him, and he grinned, relaxing the arm behind his back, pulling it around front to leisurely (and lewdly) stroke the vein-laden skin of his super-shaft.  "Well, it might hurt hir to have the fields come off all at once, right?" he asked innocently.  "So make them dissolve-- slowly-- as shi masturbates once shi's crossed over to the other side and kneels like a proper captive toy."

"N-no more arguing for Shimmy," Sunset said.  "Mistress… must be really pleasing Mistress Sun with Master Bunny's progress," was the closest shi could come to another quip.  

Satisfied that her claim on her stud was acknowledged Twilight withdrew backwards, a glimmer of magenta altered both her own ties on Sunset's package and Sunset's own mystical self-prison.  Her brilliant purple eyes were shining like her starfield as he smiled up at Hopper.  Though she was focused on Sunset, she mouthed the words, "Good job," at him.

And then she turned to face her coltfriend-top.  She knelt down all in a flumph, feet stretching and toes curling back out behind her as her well-padded ass rested atop her lower legs.  Knees broad to the side, she watched Sunset's walk and Hopper's throbbing tool.  In less than a heartbeat, her wings shamelessly returned to their fully erect state.  Her left hand stroked sinuously between her thunderstorm thighs, taking advantage of the unrevoked permission to climax.  Meanwhile, her right palm shot up beneath one of her mammoth U-Cups and forced the shotglass nipple high enough for Twilight to suck on while she watched the scene.

Sunset didn't stumble.  For all hir cheeks were flushed, all the way past orange to red, for all hir eyes seemed incapable of focusing, for all hir cunt dripped between hir shuddering legs, shi kept to a dignified walk.  Head bowed and horn down, hair flowing free behind hir and wings tucked back against hir muscular back, Sunset walked.  When shi came to Hopper's prick, shi leaned over, just slightly, to kiss his medial ring, hir nostrils flaring as the rich scent of his obscene masculinity filling hir lungs, and Hopper gave her a regal nod.  "Go on, Shimmy," he urged quietly.

A long, blissed out moan of satisfaction escaped Sunset's lips.  Shi crouched over forward, hunching hir huge seven foot eight frame over almost double to fit beneath the much huger Hopper's cock.  Hir wings remained tight, though he could see them twitch and flick desperately as though they wanted to escape.  "You can let them brush the yoke, Shimmy," he told hir mercifully, and both amazons beamed gratefully at him before they returned to their business.  Twilight slowly flicking her hard nub; Sunset wriggling and writhing beneath and against the titanic slab of stallionhood above hir.

Hopper noted with wry delight that Sunset was actually managing to stroke away some of the bindings a little early.  Shi was so bent over that as shi traversed the short distance, hir fat super-tits rubbed against hir stiff "little" three-foot shaft.  Their groaning merged for a moment, deep and deeper, as shi titwanked hirself and featherjobbed his triumphant tool.  All but completely undone, but finally past the 'yoke', shi collapsed to hir knees just beyond the shadow of his mighty prick.

Eyes burning with delight and tongue licking her lips hungrily, Twilight thrust two fingers deep into her pussy while she toyed her thumb across her clit.  An idea struck the eight feet tall switch.  "Master, the little cock should masturbate you with hir wings," Twilight purred.  "A thank-wank for owning hir so good!"

Shimmy was already fast to work on hirself, still jerking away the spell-locks when the suggestion came in.  "Master?" shi whimpered.  "Please, let Shimmy thank-wank!"  Shi was rubbing rapidly up and down with hir left hand.  Shi made love to hirself gloriously, palm rubbing up and down over hir lewdly girthy fuckstick while hir fingers teased at the piercings as shi passed them by.  Hir right hand was cupped up at hir breasts, two fingers pressing deep into the soft flesh of hir majestic right S-cup melon, just behind hir nipple piercing and pushing out with a squealing moan.

Futa, the third sex, neither male nor female.  Just as male and female partake of much the same core physiology, so too did futa take from male and female for their own unique combination.  Sunset lived it, and Hopper briefly wondered what that fully merged sensation was like.

He thought fast.  Twilight was pleased with him, but never content, not his pushy sub.  A broad smirk came to his lips, the edges of his mouth pushing back on his face and revealing much more omnivorous teeth than his usual form was graced with.  "Shi may," he ordered, drawling out the last syllable, "But you must help hir, my slutty Sparkle.  I want your mouth stretching over the tip; I'm not going to move at all.  You're just going to have to face-fuck yourself."

A smugger look passed over the Princess of Magic's face as she rose to her feet.  She didn't bother to stop masturbating, of course.  "Ooh," she purred, and began to slink over towards Hopper.  Her huge hips swung back and forth, wider, wigglier arcs than usual, and she continued to frig herself.  

She lifted her fingers up briefly to lick slowly at the tip and groaned.  "Quick wit makes me hot, master."  As she returned, they dipped back down, but just to stroke her plump mound, grinding her fingers against her dark-haired mound.  "Plus this will make things more historically accurate.  Both sides of the yoke should be supported!

Shimmy was zealously masturbating hirself, but had slowed down, still focusing on hir piercings.  In between ragged breaths, shi asked, "Hey… master…  Can Shimmy pleasure mistress too?"  Shi'd taken the frenum piercing closest to the broad, blunt tip and was wiggling it about in slow, slipping wiggles, keeping the same time on hir nipple bar.  Trembling, shi extended hir wings up to either side of Hopper's colossal tool, waiting for approval.

Nonetheless, a certain elemental wry humor and familiar unbreakable will remained above hir subspace and shi added, "Haven't had a good drink of mistress in way too long."  Hir mouth lolled open, tongue to the side and drooling while shi waited.

Kneeling down before Hopper's throbbing, stiff shaft, Twilight grinned another feline smile at the big man.  "All in your court, master," she said gleefully, and slurped around the pre-dripping slit.  "I'm not going to say no to that barbell on my pussy!"  A soft groan escaped her lips as she spread her lushly padded yet mega-muscular thighs apart and scooted her lower body closer to Shimmy's face, but not too close.

Hopper gave a goofy smile.  "Object to more of you in pleasure? " he asked, and laughed gently.  "More of you having to wait until I jizz down your little mini-giantess throat before you can cum?  No way, Sparkle.  Shimmy, I want you to give her the best muff-dive of her life.  Sparkle, no cumming until I do."  

Twilight saluted promptly, but faux-yelped, "Oh noes, master!  Don't throw Sparkle in that briar patch, please!"  She did teasingly thwap Shimmy on the nose when the heavily muscled futa began to come in for a lick.  "Start featherwanking master," she ordered.  "Then you can eat me out."  With that, she ignored Sunset and smiled up at Hopper, purple eyes bright.  "I love you, Hopper," she said softly.  "Thank you for being a good student."  She slipped back into character rapidly, winked at him, and kissed his cumslit.  "Thank you, Master Bunny, Master Bunny's cock, for the cum I am about to earn!"

Still grinning ear to ear, she stretched her mouth out as wide as her hyper-alicorn nature permitted.  The beautiful face distended, her mouth forming a broad O, but the smile never left her glittering eyes.  As Twilight reached up for the huge stallionhood in front of her, Shimmy began to immediately stroke the soft down of her feathers over the throbbing member high above hir.  

Hopper groaned, toes curling and sweat collecting on his forehead as the pair moved in obscene sequence. Twilight anchored her hands behind the fat flare and shoved her face forward onto the throbbing hardness.  As the switch fed her lusty gullet on more and more maleness, Shimmy's feathertips began to stroke in slow, rippling touches.  The susurrus of hir multitude of feathers left wondrously tingling touches in its wake.  It didn't take long for Hopper to begin flooding his rich precum straight into Twilight's far-stretched maw.

And then Shimmy buried hir face in Twilight's pussy, using hir long familiarity, long tongue, and the leverage of the barbell piercing to stimulate the horny switch's already needy pussy.

Groaning and gasping around Hopper's enormous cock-crown, Twilight pulled carefully with her grip behind the flare.  Clasp stable, she pushed up from her feet, all the way from her curling toes.  Her gigantic tits swung heavily, and the multitasking, multitalented Princess of Magic used her pectorals to grind and caress them against Shimmy's horn

 Immediately as Twilight began to boobjob the amber spire, Shimmy's licking became more feverish and dedicated.  Hir barbell piercing stroked along Twilight's stiff clitty on the top, while the tonguetip and bottom of the piercing was dedicated to her moist folds.  Even when shi slurped deep into Twilight's clenching cunny, shi made sure to roll the piercing to add further caresses.

The fuck-frenzied futa never slackened or became unbalanced in hir wings' caress of the giant cock above.  No matter how swiftly shi jerked hirself off into hir own cleavage, no matter how stimulating Twilight's plump pussy and massive mammaries were, shi focused hir first and primary discipline on pleasuring that immense shaft!  Twilight, after all, was getting plenty of stimulation from the alicorn pheromones in Hopper's pre, not to mention Shimmy's excellent oral attentions!  The least the Heavy Metal Princess could do was make sure their master got a nice, smooth stroke that stimulated and enwrapped, hir long wings enclosing around the top and folding around the bottom on opposite sides of the fourteen inch wide super-dick.

Together, the sheer stimulus was enough that Hopper's already enormous nuts began to tighten and swell immediately.  As though all the sensation was a star's weight, the huge man leaned forward onto the balls of his feet.  Staying true to his plan to keep his cock still, he nonetheless reached across to caress Twilight's long ears.  As the powerful amazon finally forced the tremendous flare into her throat, she began to groan and gulp silently around it.

Here, attention was repaid by attentiveness, and euphoria with ecstasy.  The repeated and overlaid pleasures made Twilight's whole body squirm and jiggle roughly.  Her discipline kept her firmly sucking and driving herself to further inhale that distending dick, and let her simultaneously focus on squeezing and fondling Shimmy's horn.  She kept it up perfectly, even while the slightly smaller Alicorn ate her out!

Pleasure had not long passed out of any of them, leaving all three of them in heightened states of reception to more of the same.  If Hopper had not received quite as much as the two subs he'd covered in thick, goopy cum, he was younger and less experienced.  Neither futa nor female had much "mercy" for such, of course.  Twilight sucked the heavy heft of his maleness as though her life-- or final grade!-- depended on it.  For hir part, Shimmy kept using the filaments of hir well-kept feathers to stimulate every vein and every surface variation on the throbbing length above hir like shi already knew his oversized cock as well as Twilight did.

For all that, it was the edged and teased and edged again Shimmy who came first.  Shi needed it too badly, hir poor, tight balls more than doubled their normal size as that bizarrely lewd hyper-anatomy let hir stretch over hir own need.  When the last of the magic left, shi started to groan and gasp and grunt into Twilight's cunt, mewling in between fanatic licks of the pussy shi worshipped.  Hir climax hit hir hard enough to squirt in both directions, hir clenching pussy spraying femme ejaculate far behind hir, actually splattering Hopper's leg.

Meanwhile hir huge three foot member bulged, tightening over hir piercings and spraying up into hir cleavage.  The excess splattered all over Twilight's rock-hard abs, already starting to be absorbed back into the swelling of the amazonian alicorn's precum-filled tummy.  What wasn't sprayed forward fell like a waterfall down onto hir floor; not that Shimmy minded all!  

Tail flagged and smooth, sun-marked ass high in the air, shi moaned into Twilight's cunny.  Hir whole body shuddered from the flares and fulfillment of hir trapped horn, all the way down to hir wriggling feet.  Hir tongue and feathers at last gained some raggedness to their motion, but with no less dedication to pleasuring hir old dom and new.

Hopper's appreciation for the benefits of feather vanes reached new heights as the random effect of the quivering wings became even more stimulatory to the nerves running through his giant cock.  Moments later, hir triple orgasm was complete.  Shimmy's horn sprayed phantom flares and raw magic into Twilight's massive U-cups, causing the lavender hide to glow slightly.

Whether or not Twilight could have cum next, her belly quite fat on the copious lube splurting into it and her clenching cunt tended to expertly, didn't matter.  She'd been given one of her favorite orders, and she maintained her edging through triumphant will alone.  Not that she didn't give it her all to get the end to cum sooner, her toes curling and wings flapping behind her in anticipation.

Her long tongue wriggled and waggled around and on and even prenching into Hopper's big cum slit.  Spunk-hungry, she messily slurped up any leftovers she could find from earlier orgasm as she encouraged the next.  Her fingers made lewd little stroking circles where she gripped the huge horsecock, the better to tease the sensitive fuckflesh.

With such enthusiastic attention and the scent of his marefriend and the futa who'd surrendered to him thick in the air, it didn't take Hopper long to start his own climax.  If Shimmy's squirt onto his thigh made any difference at all, it turned him on all the more to know how well they'd overwhelmed and pleasured the bottom of their little play chain.  Alas, he couldn't quite keep himself still.  In the end, he lowered the level of the "yoke" by thrusting his tremendous maleness down deeper into Twilight's outstretched maw.  The enormous vanguard of his throat-swabbing assault, the colossal flare, began to distend Twilight's already cabled, strong neck, forcing down until it popped into her once-tight stomach from above.

It would have been untrue to call the grunts and muffled squeals Twilight made "objections" to the suddenly dramatically lowered yoke.  Indeed, it would be unfair to call them anything other than enthusiastic approbation for her stud!  And if Shimmy's sudden increase in thrashing hir body back and forth was any clue, the horny, cumming herm was all for being more directly under the shadow of the huge, musky shaft as well.

Between the two of them, there wasn't much the pleasure-drunk Hopper could do but cum.  He gasped out a choked, "Sparkle!" and was halfway into, "Shimm--" before it turned into a bellowing roar and his titanic testicles unleashed their heavy load.  The thick wad bulged up along the already vast length, forcing Twilight's O still further wider and creating a spiral of new sensation as Shimmy's wrapped wings uncoiled to better accommodate the increased girth, the swirling filaments stroking like uncounted legions of tiny fingers.

The climax sent his virile spunk deep into Twilight's hungry belly.  The cum-greedy amazon gurgled and guzzled it all down enthusiastically.  Hopper reached down to stroke his own oversized nuts, fondling and bouncing the heavy seed-weights as they gurgled, encouraging them to pump out more and more seed for Twilight's lusts.  The mini-giantess silently trumpeted her approval, her throat clutching and spasming over the small section of the monstrously obscene maleness distending her, mouth, throat, and belly alike.

She certainly seemed to enjoy her triumphant spooge-bulge!  With Shimmy's featherwank in hyperdrive across the huge horsecock, Twilight released the fat girth with only a little reluctance.  She moved her hands down to her sloshing belly, rubbing and stroking her cum-filled gut.  With a typical impish inventiveness, she pushed it forward, rubbing the warm flesh over Shimmy's face and adding a third huge mound to caress hir fountaining horn.

Together, the trio came, in and on, and all around each other.  It was Shimmy-- Sunset-- who recovered first from the monumental series of orgasms.  Head tossing lightly against Twilight's cushiony chest, shi slowly retracted hir wings and scooted into a kneeling position.

Thus recovered, the massively muscular alicorn stroked two fingers around hir lips for the remnants of Twilight's climax.  Finding plenty from the messy amazon, Sunset groaned.  "So good, Twi," shi mumbled, and then looked up at the still-throbbing length above hir.  "I miss your pussy almost as much as I just miss being with you, when you're gone."  Shi lewdly slurped the remnants of Twilight's climactic fluids from hir fingertips, and then leaned up to slurp at the giant stallionhood, escorting the last wad of thick spunk down to Twilight's mouth.  "Still, gotta say I'm fond of the new flavor, too."

Twilight gurgled a laugh that almost had Hopper cumming again just from the delicious vibration of it all.  The two larger alicorns clasped hands, thick fingers intertwining with thicker, and carefully pushed until Hopper's tremendous flare leaped from Twilight's stretched-out maw with a wet, sticky pop!

Giggling, female and futa  wordlessly conspired, leaping to grab the squirming super-shaft before it could escape.  In a single motion, they pinned the orgasm-slick member between their prodigious breasts.  "Worth the wait, then, Sunset?" Twilight gasped, and leaned around the huge maleness to taste herself and Hopper on her friend's lips.

The two held the kiss aggressively as Hopper let loose a new series of rumbling moans, thrusting hard once into the bountiful cleavage pair before pulling out.  The two pouted at him and then Sunset said, "Yeah, but he keeps taking it away!  No fair, Hopper!"  Lower lips quivered and teal and violet eyes watered in adorable contrast to the sinuous way the two curvaceous alicorns rubbed their gigantic breasts against each other, thick nipples and Sunset's piercings leaving light lines across the smooth skin.

The huge stallion laughed quietly.  "Can I call a little bit more of a slow, actually?" he asked wistfully.  "We've moved pretty fast on the sex," he said, voice trailing off.  Blushing a bit, he added, "Well, not as fast as with Coco, I guess, but…  I was just feeling kind of…"

Sunset and Twilight looked at each other and grinned broadly, standing up.  Twilight patted her stuffed stomach proprietorially while Sunset, face still a bit flushed, wrapped hir arms around Hopper's waist.  While Sunset carefully buried hir head under Hopper's strong arm and squooshed her magnificent breasts around his side,Twilight laughed and filled in for him, "Feeling kind of a bit too top-y?  I'll admit, I did kinda work you up more for Coco-- oh, Sunset, you should see the dommy outfits my Rares has come up with.  Let's just say that it didn't just get his dom the dom motor running; if I'd had more than just Coco there I might've forgotten about him until he burst his pants… and might have told him to let me finish!"

Sunset rested hir head comfortably against Hopper's broad left pectoral and peered around him at Twilight.  "I suspect I might have some clues from what my Rarity's fitted to me," shi said with a laugh.  "Different theme, though."  Then shi rolled hir eyes and made a fond sigh.  "Of course, sometimes, I have to promise to 'model' on her immediately after to get a fitting without her getting too grabby hands, or going in for a drink," shi said, patting hir slowly softening package and setting the piercings bouncing.  "How gropey is yours, big guy?" shi asked.

Before Hopper could answer, Twilight ducked her horn under his right arm and squeezed his toned glutes, focusing on the far left buttock.  "Give us a lap, baby?" she asked, nodding over at the couch.  "Makes for better cooldown, then we can sandwich nice and good," she purred.

Hopper grunted a bit when Sunset grabbed his right hind cheek and began to massage it as well.  He laughed softly and let them lead him over to the couch.  "Rarity used to be subtle about it," he noted.  "Of course, before, I had to give her the measurements for cocksleeves.  Now she and the rest complain if I wear a sleeve, rather than steelsilk boxers.  And somehow, every measurement has to be in my boxers, or in nothing at all."  He disengaged from the amazonian pair and sat, his mountainous legs spread wide and the enormous mass of his package flopping down to the floor between.

They promptly hopped on and simultaneously rested their heads against his shoulders.  He spread his wings obligingly, and one muscular amber and one muscular lavender arm snuggled in between his back and the couch.  And then, unerringly, they seized his butt again and began to rub.

Sunset smirked, and ran a hand over hir soft cock again, looking wistfully between it and Hopper's.  "Oh, come on," shi scoffed.  "Like you're really objecting to having those nice, talented hands all over your dick, or showing off for a sexy muscle babe.  Tell it to a mare who doesn't know how a shaft feels in a tailor's hands, bub, or what it's like to see a pretty mouth make an 'O' shape even if she's seen it before."

Twilight just started laughing, full body.  Her huge muscles flexed and quivered, her giant tits danced and she pointed her free hand smugly at Hopper while Sunset smirked.  The futazon pulled hir hand from behind his back, reached down to stroke the fourteen inch diameter girth, and made a jealous pout.  "It's not fair that you're more than twice as wide, too!" shi told him, and as hir own erection began to throb back to full stiffness, added, "Twi, gotta tell you, I'm not sure how you convince him to walk around with it in his pants in the first place!"

Both female and futa fell to laughing and jiggling all over the place as a reddish glow burned beneath his matte black skin.  The flush swiftly extended from his cheeks down all the way out to his shoulders and across his pectoral muscles.  Even the muscular frame of his wings began to blush!  Hopper opened his mouth.  Closed it.  Opened it again.  He couldn't say a thing!

Recovering first, Twilight smirked and nibbled on the flush-warmed skin over his near pec.  After a few moments, she explained, "When I take him out in public, it hardly matters.  He's clocked more than a few poor distracted littles in the head and body with that thing… and believe me, it leaks onto the sidewalk!  There was this one curvy little mare the first time I brought him out, just came out of a gym, if I hadn't sent her on her way, she'd've been humping his balls or leg in public!"  Twilight flexed her huge sixty inch left bicep hard and kissed the top.  "Had to make it clear that while I was his bitch, I wasn't sharing him with anyone without discussing it first."

Hopper muttered, "Then you went and shared me with Coco anyway."  A goofy grin spread on his face, and be prodded Twilight's rump heavily.  "Not that I minded, no."

Twilight smirked, and leaned her head in against Hopper's chest and shoulder.  Kissing her way along the tremendous musculature, she said, "Point is…"  She laughed a bit with self-deprecation.  "Point is, he's a sweet young colt at heart, and I'm all the happier for it."  She gave a contented sigh, and kissed the blush on Hopper's cheek.  

"I'm… fine," Hopper said with a grunt.  "I'm a little young, and yes, Luna has made it clear I'm not to cultivate ennui."  He squeezed his huge arms tightly behind both amazons' rugged shoulders, between wing and back, gasping lightly as Sunset continued to explore his body eagerly.  Hir strong fingers roamed over him, touching at his taut abs and those parts of his quads shi and Twilight weren't sitting on-- but always roaming back to the giant cock in the middle.

Wit hir right hand, anyway.  The left kept firmly on hir own plump dick, wanking the poor edged member constantly.  While Sunset otherwise explored his body, Twilight pinched one of Hopper's blushing cheeks.  "You're so cute like this!" she reassured him.

The fact that she groped his rugged rump at the same time honestly didn't make him feel less wanted.  Or less teased.  The blush continued-- as did increasingly lower rumbles from his chest.  His vast, dark wings feathermarked over both smaller alicorns, but mostly, he just let them play with his body as they would.

There was a strange comfort to their proprietary explorations and taunting; a reassurance that the frustrated subspace lock that Twilight had fallen under on their first night could never repeat.

Meanwhile, Sunset was stringing hir fist along hir huge three-foot dick.  "Unf," shi grunted, jaw hanging open and panting again as hir other hand explored Hopper's colossal cock in wonder.  Twilight ran her hand along Hopper's trembling, tightening chest, squeezing the impossibly strong muscles.   Raising an eyebrow, she looked over at Sunset's "cooldown" activity and said, "I'm actually kinda glad he isn't as eager to whip it out and play with it as you are, Sunset."  

She snorted; Sunset's lube was squirting onto Twilight's tits, shi was jerking so hard.  That which wasn't falling on Hopper's overwhelming seven foot one inch length, anyway.  Each drop that fell made Sunset whine and gush from pussy and prick alike all the more.  Like each drop was an obscene sacrifice to the larger member.  "You're positively dick-obsessed," Twilight said with another sniff, though she left salacious slurps and lewd licks across Hopper's heaving chest.  "Isn't your Big Mac big enough for you?"

Sunset snorted and sniffed, "Just because pussy is primary for you if it isn't attached to me or him doesn't mean I'm obsessed for liking cock going in or coming out."  Shi groaned.  "And you know you like my dick, whether or not your stud's being meanie-hot bigger than me."  Licking hir lips, she began to feverishly rub hir thumb over the sensitive flare, pointing straight at Twilight's tits.  "Tell me you don't want me to cum on you, and I'll drink it down," shi challenged.

Twilight smirked.  She gave a raunchy whistle, stuffed her strong hands up under her monumental rack, and held the mega-mams up high and proud.  "You're lucky we're in cooldown or I'd leap across Hopper's lap and grab me some perforated prick."   Letting her lavender skin run smoothly over her fingers, she pressed her hands forward under the juicy breastflesh, then shook and bounced the titanic titties.  "Gimme gimme, Shimmy Shimmy!"

Rolling his eyes, Hopper grumbled, "Do I get any say in this?  I mean, in theory, you're just talking about me like a piece of meat and talking about crashing around in my lap."

Stroking hir fingers back and rolling the frenum piercing right behind hir triumphant flare, Sunset licked hir lips and looked right at him.  "Same to you, Mister Gigantic Super-Hot Penis," shi panted, keeping hirself barely edged.  "Tell me you don't want to see your marefriend covered in futa goo.  Tell me you don't want to have us squirm on that fucking giant dick-- Mac's only six feet long, has gone monogamous on me, and he's sixteen feet tall!  You've even got proportional, O Alicorn of Selfishness With Super-Cocks!  Tell me you don't want us squirming together and licking my jizz off her while yours bounces in her belly, and I'll crawl off and jerk off bent over so she can watch."

Shi glared fiercely at Hopper, then let out a long whine.  "Just choose one way or another, stud!" she moaned.  "I gotta cum soon and I am not edging myself much longer out of scene!"

Hopper mumbled, and Twilight shook a stern finger.  "Enthusiastic consent, sweetie," she ordered.  "Or dissent.  Make it clear."

His oversized prick curling back around and squirming around futa and female legs alike, Hopper blushed.  Quietly, he said, "Yes, Sunset.  Fine.  Just realize I'm going to pound your ass all the harder afterwards because the primitive side of me wants to make sure you know I'm alpha cock."

Sunset looked at hir bulging futadick, and then at Hopper's giant length.  "Is he always this obtuse, Twi?" she whimpered, though shi ceaselessly caressed her left hand over his massive cockbase, tending to it nearly as lustfully as shi wanked hirself.  "Of course I'm the beta bitch!  I… I…  Twi!" she gasped, and slid hir hand down slightly on hir huge cock.  The pierced prick bulged and swelled as hir huge nuts disgorged themselves down the stiff horsedick, and out in long, splattering ropes all over Twilight's upthrust U-cups.

The two huge knockers were wobbled and wiggled about, fat nipples stiff and pretty, while Sunset's spunk painted their purple masses white.  Twilight groaned.  "He… can be… I think it's the balls… unnnh, that's it, sexy, give Momma all your seed.  Give it all to me," she groaned at the orgasming futa, ignoring Hopper yet again.  Or mostly ignoring him; like Sunset, she flexed and bulged her calf to further stimulate his squirming shaft as it coiled around their legs.

Rumbling quietly and rolling his eyes, Hopper had to admit privately that he did like watching Twilight get covered in spunk.  He might prefer his own over her vast curves and vaster muscles, of course.  But Twilight's full-throttle enthusiasm, her cheer and delight in fun with her friends was awe-inspiring to behold.  Especially when she hit blissful exuberance nearly as transcendent as when she had a new book.  How could he not love how she bounced and wiggled her tits, making sure she got Sunset-spooge in as many places as she could, smiling all the while?

He had to love her for it, and thus had to love Sunset for hir loving and horny contribution.  In many ways, seeing hir please his woman, seeing hir give Twilight the loving, friendly fun she needed, warmed his heart even more than the intensely stimulating and obsessively appreciative envy shi had for his bigger cock.  Twilight was increasingly not merely his object of lust and affection, but a part of the foundations of his soul.  Sunset's mutual love and adoration with her, therefore, gave him the goofiest smile.

And the inspiration to plant his huge hands between their wings and shove the two of them together, giant tit to gianter tit, across his lap as Sunet squeezed out the last few spunk-strands.  "Hey now!" spluttered Sunset.  "We're not back in scene yet, lunk!"

Before Twilight could do much more than growl, Hopper began to massage both amazons' tight back muscles, especially around the wingbases.  "Just helping," he declared with a big grin that mostly got skeptical glances.  But as his fingers continued to run deep into the titanic hardness of both alicorns' muscles, the pair slowly melted into groans.  "After all," he noted, "You'd need to be close for that licking you promised to show me, and I need to brace you to massage right.  But maybe my horniness is slowing my thinking down even though I'm not in a stallion body right now."

Giggling between groans, Twilight snorted and leaned down to take long licks of where Hopper's smooshing the pair of them together had soaked Sunset's spooge back onto hir S-cup melons.  "He's got a point," she rumbled contentedly.  "Mm, you've been eating well, too," she told Sunset.  "The big lunk is still tastier, but maybe you should eat your Twilight out more often; clearly, no matter which me, we're the best part of a diet," she said smugly.

Sunset raised an eyebrow, and looked at Hopper.  When the big youth smirked and said, "It's Barb's cooking, and you can't have her either," Sunset laughed, and began to vigorously push hir back against Hopper's hand, getting a little space to suck and slurp hir cum from Twilight's body.

As they continued to lick off each other, Hopper's coiling cock squeezing and fondling their legs, Twilight decided to take the better part of valor and sniffed.  Taking a long slurp of one of Sunset's cum-smears across her own gigantic breast, Twilight noted, "Anyway.  You can't say I have it all my own way.  He's a sweetie pie, but you've got twelve feet of AJ and super boobs on her!  And sixteen feet of Mac!"

A stuck-out tongue was the first response she got.  Not one to miss such an opportunity, Twilight fiercely prenched Sunset, re-claiming Sunset's lapped-up cum with an aggressive, tongue-wrestling suction.  The ruggedly defined futa broke the kiss and sniffed.  "Cheater.  Cum stealer.  At least the women over here don't treasure nice, virile seed well enough; Mac's set me up with a couple of his friends, and when I double team 'em with some of the girls and futas here, I usually get the fullest belly."  

Stretching out lazily and flexing hir magnificently sculpted, beautifully enormous muscles, shi sighed.  Sunset grinned up at Hopper and purred, "If I don't have to spend all night introducing my frenum ladder to their rectums and flare to their prostates before they I understand I'm in charge.  I like a nice tight butt as much as the next futa, but it's nice to get plowed once in awhile."

Hopper really couldn't disguise his interest.  Not when Sunset's casual brag got the heavy veins of his member throbbing roughly against both subs' calves.  Shi patted his heavy pecs, and gave a squeeze of the huge, plump, hard muscle.  "Don't worry, Twi told me you like to give rather than receive."

Hir eyes glittered.  "And that-- ooh-- that's why your bulgy balls are getting better, because you'd like to wreck my rump all the more because I make curious and willing boys, girls, and futas alike squeal and call me mastress," shi purred.  "Trust me, I do not mind that urge…  Anyway.  Just sit there, be pretty, and think quietly about that," shi said, and turned back to chatting with hir friend.

Chuckling, shi kissed Twilight's cheek gently.  Wistfully, shi said, "None of them are as big as Mac in the sack, in my poor, understuffed holes, or tall-wise.  But AJ just hats me with those tits of hers.  Which is nice on the old horn, but kind of distracting.  This guy's in the sweet spot-- treasure that.  Even when he finishes growing, you'll see there's some benefit to male-flatness.  No damn hatting unless you want to bury your face in those boob-sized nuts.  Which I really want to do a few more times now… what do you think, Twi, should we go motorboating, testicleavage style?"

Hopper frowned with concentration.  There was really only so much tantric redirection he could stuff into cum-creation and testicle enlargement.  Objecting, he said, "Hey.  I'd like to start up again if we're going to get really into something intense."

Twilight finished licking the last of Sunset's cum off her gigantic melons through the simple expedient of arching her back over Hopper's hand and shoving the huge teat up with a hand, slurping lewdly around her drenched nipple.  Then she waved a hand at him.  "Shhh, Bunnybutt," she told him with an arrogant sniff.  "I like the way this futa thinks."

Pulling back his gigantic shaft, Hopper released the pair's backs.  "I'm warning the two of you," he grumbled.  "I am not just here for the pair of you to get your testosterone contact highs on."

"You're not?" Twilight asked, giggling and clapping her hands bouncily together in front of her enormous boobs.  "Are you sure, Rabbit-rump?"

As Hopper glared, Sunset cleared hir throat, and stroked one strong finger sinuously over hir collar.  "I dunno, Sparkle," shi drawled.  "Isn't that just a typical stud for you, man or stallion?  Collars us, makes us his horny, drooling bitches, and thinks he can get away with shit."  Shi sniffed.  "Thinks he's got us tamed or something."  Shi folded hir wings in and planted hir meaty fists on hir expansive hips.  Though shi also spread hir massively muscular thighs apart, hir huge cock already at its stiff, full three feet and dripping precum onto the floor between his feet.

Twilight purred, tickling Sunset's frenum piercings with two fingers again.  As she pulled her wings in as well, her face turned towards Hopper with a smug, sly look.  "Yeah, Shimmy," she told her fellow lap-occupant.  "Big muscled, big cocked, big balled bastard."  She slammed her larger fists down on her cushier hips, and without planning, the pair simultaneously humped their luscious haunches against his abs and quads.  "Whatcha think you're gonna do about it, sweetie-master?" she said with a leer.

And then squealed and yelped out a series of objections in chaotic, indignant harmony with Sunset.  Dispensing with banter, Hopper simply rose to his feet, and casually pushed the pair off his lap.  Both had locked their legs around his again, with thighs that could crush demon lords and shatter mountains pushing down and calves like the fists of lesser war gods pushing back up.  It didn't stop him; he just rolled them as though they were lighter than paper.

The squeals were indignant; the yelps, more like passionate moans, of course.  Hopper put on a show for his lovely subs, just like their bratting got his blood beating.  As he pushed them both down, he arched his own wings high over his head, "threatening" the pair of them while he overflexed his biceps and forearms deliberately, spending more effort in showing off for his muscle-worshipping hyper-amazon sluts.

Hopper brought his gigantic foot down on Sunset's squirming glutes, careful of hir tail.  The impressively strapping futa writhed and pushed down at the floor as hard as shi could without shattering the siege-hardened structure.  Polite and giving hirself, shi also flexed, moving her wings out of the way.  Shi squirmed up a pose beneath him, rippling hir magnificently massive peaks out and tightening quads and hamstrings alike.  All aimed to entice the muscle-lusting hyper-giant dom above her.

And show off for Twilight, of course.

Slinking her body up against Hopper's titanic, columnar leg, Twilight squeezed and fondled the potent thigh while draping her enormous breasts over his bulging calf and knee.  Nonetheless, she pouted at him.  "Hey, master, what's the big deal?" she asked, as she reached towards his low-hanging sack.  "If you weren't going to stop us from rubbing up into your pretty nuts--"

"Sparkle," Hopper growled, and both futa and female hyperzon groaned and shuddered with submissive delight.  Sunset kept fighting, while Twilight froze, looking up at him.  Panting, her tongue lolling out and her toes curled behind him, she winced theatrically as he glared at her-- or glared as much as he could, anyway.

This was his Twilight, and he didn't really have the heart to glower much.  He plunged on.  "You are disappointing me, Sparkle.  If I have to prep the new meat for the sandwich, your role as bread will be 'mattress' and not 'well stuffed switch bitch.'"

Slowly nodding with grave serious only marred by a loving wink, Twilight kissed Hopper's tremendous quad, and suddenly, the mini-giantess whipped off from his leg to pounce the squirming Sunset.  "My apologize, Master Bunny," she cooed.  "May I correct my error and get your newest bitch's rebellious little asshole ready for you to claim properly?"

As Sunset let out a shuddering gasp, cumming onto the carpet, Twilight reflexively slapped the futa's gurgling balls.  Only lightly of course, but she did graby even before Hopper gave his permission and stepped back.  "Naughty, dirty bitch," growled Twilight as she hauled the climaxing warfuta into her arms and trapped hir oversized prick in a stern two-fisted lock.  One huge hand grasped tight atop the other at Sunset's thick cock's base.  The sudden pressure made Sunset whimper and flag hir tail as it cut off hir orgasm completely.  "Gonna make you pay for loving how awesome our master is," she said with a wink at Hopper once more.  "Pay by readying your ass to get fucked."



> Chapter 4 - I'll take care of you
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

One month.  One month was all it took for Shadow Hopper to go from desperately fantasizing about the amazon giantesses in his life, to standing above two of the most powerful beings of parallel worlds as they faux-struggled.  With the end in mind that they would rut like they were in heat until one or more of them collapsed from pleasure and exhaustion.

And he could stand proud knowing that wasn't likely to be him.  That he'd be the one to carry them off gently to wherever Sunset's bedroom was and tuck them in.

In control of the squirming scrum was Twilight Sparkle, the Princess of Friendship, Celestia's Mastiff, the Rainbow's Emissary.  Known first and foremost for being the shining smile and enthusiast for peaceful interchange of the diverse people of Epona, of course.  Shortly after that for her relentless thirst for knowledge, her incredible magical power, and thence for being one of the strongest entities on the planet.  At the moment, she was marehandling one of her best friends into a three-quarters lock, around one brutally bulky arm and then behind hir corded neck.

For all the bulk and power of said best friend, Sunset Shimmer, the Heavy Metal Princess, the Princess of Redemption, and Earth's Protector, the final hold was inevitable.  Shi did try to fight it; Sunset pumped out hir giant fifty-five inch bicep in a desperate attempt to keep hir arm too large to control.  It wasn't enough.  In a slow, crushing press that had both alicorns gasping and grunting with pleasure as much as effort, Twilight just forced hir huge arm into extension and relaxation.  "That's it, Shimmy," she rumbled into her friend's ear.  "Surrender, pretty little slut, and I'll get your ass nice and ready."

Hopper could smell the intense arousal from both women, and had no doubt that Twilight was coating her thighs with her own pussy juice as she put Sunset into hir place.  Sunset's arousal was easier to gauge, despite the fact that hir piercings always kept hir nips nice and stiff.  Shi was so much more… visual, after all.  Hir big cock, abused as it had been by Twilight earlier, was still erect and drooling precum.  Indeed, it seemed to throb all the faster the more Twilight owned her body.

It wasn't just the fact that Twilight had four inches of height on Sunset.  Nor even that the extra five inches of bicep circumference was the least increase in musculature even by proportion.  Twilight flared with a singular and spectacular potency all her own, one that had a very happy Sunset wriggling and whimpering in happy submission.

Not that either of them would be satisfied with just wrestling each other.  Sometimes, for all he was-- theoretically-- the top in this given scenario, Hopper felt like a piece of meat on display for hungry griffonesses.  The divine pair writhing below might love each other as dear friends and fuckbuddies, but there was more than just getting reacquainted on this trip to the human world.  The two had been creeping him out ever since they got back to Sunset's apartment by their apparent hive mind or unspoken collusion, and certainly continued it now.

Purple and amber-skinned faces rose simultaneously to look at him, curvy feminine and androgynous futa making an identical smirk.  Their tongues crossed full lips, side to side for top, then bottom.  "Sure you can handle us, master?" they chorused together.  A fierce and insatiable challenge burned in Twilight's magenta eyes.  She was fond of Hopper, it was true, and pleased by how well he'd progressed as a lover and a top.

But she would never stop pushing him.  And if Sunset only had this most recent encounter to judge him by as a lover, shi and Twilight had been exchanging notes for a while.  Hir stare was a bit more yearning, almost melancholy; shi needed a chance to be overwhelmed by two friends.  One old and trusted, one new and vouched for.  I can't possibly fail either of them, he realized.  Shi needs the relief from topping everyone else in hir life; Twilight's expectations of me are too high.  I have to be who they want me to be.  Who they demand that I become.

Given that lusty and loving context, he really couldn't do anything else but chuckle.  "You two are almost too much brat to handle," he commented wryly, stroking his proud prick at the base.  "But I do want to handle-- as in I want to plunder that ass like I was promised.  I'm thinking a nice Sunset Sandwich?" he said with a wink, his dexterous dick starting to coil back down so it was close to his waist-- the better to plunge into a waiting tush.

Immediately, Sunset tried to rise up and take the offered gentle wrecking for hir rectum.  But with the casual power that let Twilight overturn her time and time again, Twilight simply held the smaller hyperzon tightly against her larger rack.  Her amazonian muscles swelled dangerously as she kept the horny futa locked, but to Hopper's mind, it was that smile of Twilight's that promised more danger.

And more fun, of course.  "Nuh-uh-uh," she crooned as Sunset whined lustily at her.  

The caught warfuta squirmed in Twilight's fierce embrace.  "Oh, come on, Twi-- er, Mistress Sparkle," shi protested with a cough.  "Haven't I been blocked enough today?  I swear my dick feels like it's going to e-x-p-l-o-d-e.  I don't wanna even think about how my prostate feels, knowing there's all that megacock not fucking me because my best friend and mistress is mean!"

Twilight flexed.  Powerful biceps ground in against the trapped futa, leaving hir gasping for breath.  Of course in between gasps, shi was whining for more.  Nonetheless, Twilight sternly told her friend, "Gotta remember to get that ass fully opened, sweetie.  I don't want to take any risks with your ass.  It's mine, and master's.  Clear?"  As she asked, she swatted Sunset's tush in two swift spanks, each clapping over one of hir tight, potent glutes.

Pouting and wriggling, Sunset pushed hard at the eight foot amazon.  Impressively sculpted and gorgeously defined mega-muscles bulged out as flexors and extensors and all manner of interconnected systems exerted terrifying strength, trying to wedge hirself free.  Hir wings flailed, reverse swan-striking back at Twilight to try to batter free.  Hir body was an amazing study in utter definition, every muscle of every muscle group shi could manage in perfect, tensed relief.

It all failed utterly.

In fact, the only thing that Sunset's otherwise impressive exertion of amazonian strength did was give Twilight the opportunity to shift into a crosslegged pose.  Inventively "cruel" as ever, she trapped Sunset's huge cock between the immense bulge of her hamstrings and the unrelenting hardness of her shapely calf.  Wedged into the back of Twilight's knee, the throbbing, veiny tool was constricted, hir frenum piercings were caught and clenched as well.

"Yes, mistress, crystal clear!" yelped Sunset, though the cooing wriggle shi followed it up with, and the hard flag of hir tail diluted the pitiable nature of the yelp somewhat.  The drool pooling at the corner of hir mouth didn't help earn hir sympathy, either

The fact that shi was humping the muscular prison with hir stiff, trapped dick may also have indicated a slightly larger fondness for the situation than shi let on.

Laughing softly again, Hopper got the erect spring of his wingboner under control.  At least he wouldn't be knocking paintings off the wall.  This time.

With only a little bit of a wince from trying to restrain his draping wings, he lumbered over.  Once more taking up his traditional looming, he reoriented his giant cock to point straight down at the wriggling herm's ass.  "Lube her up the right way, Sparkle," he commanded quietly.  He let out a pleasured sigh, and began to masturbate himself just lightly.

Hopper suspected, given his teacher's attitude and his prospective fiancees' impressive ardor, he wouldn't be learning how to be an expert at his own cock.  Twilight had shown him amazing things with her hands in the past, and he knew that he'd only thought he was good at getting himself off.  Nonetheless, he'd dutifully developed showing off the stallionhood as a resume leader for topping under Twilight's tutelage.  

He slowly squeezed heavy fingers from both hands along the thick, curving base, following the veiny lines as the entire heft, nearly as large as both mini-giantesses, bulged and swelled.  Steady pants pumped his mighty pecs out as he squeezed the sensitive flesh, encouraging further production of his aphrodisiac lubricant.  His toes curled lightly and his muscled rump tensed while Twilight just drooled, looking up at her stud with intensely possessive lust.

Sunset looked up just once, then thrust as hard as shi could at Twilight's thigh.  Shi almost managed to wedge free enough to cum, only to let out a wail of raw need in defeat.

As Hopper's fingers had their intended effect, a deluge of heady precum fell down on Sunset's wriggling ass.  "Unclench, Shimmy.  Can you control it well enough to spread yourself?" he asked with a deep rumble as Twilight licked and lap at the flow of lube.  Greedy for sexual fluids in the first place, she found her boytoy (domtoy?) to be especially delicious.  Given the chance, she took a complimentary tithe of his pre-flow, slurping down her stud and top's rich-tasting fluids.

Nonetheless, sufficient reached the captive hermaphrodite to get hir motor running.  "Ahhnnn!" squealed Sunset, who immediately ceased thrashing to get away, and simply thrust hir hips against the knee constricting hir cock in a steady rhythm.  "Sorry, master.  Working on it, but that t-takes a while."

Shi squirmed to try and take greater advantage of the flow, only to be blocked by Twilight's interception… again!  Sunset groused, "Oh, come on, stop stealing master's precum, mistress!  How's that fair?"  Hir voice had a teasing pout to it as she reached back around, hir wings flicking up and out of hir way again.  Strong, broad palms rested down on the toned toughness of hir sculped rump, and shi pulled hir cheeks apart in readiness.

"Mercy" was to be had.  Twilight permitted slightly more flow to reach the lusty sub in her lap, leaning back to just intercept a trickle.  Sunset was instantly reduced to once more wailing with pleasure as the first true gush of alicorn pre began to fall into the tight little crack.  Every titanic limb that had any give at all from Twilight's hold straightened as far as it could.  Sweat dripped off the muscular Heavy Metal Princess.  Hir piercings jingled as shi fruitlessly tried to fuck Twilight's knee, but the mistressful woman kept her friend quite trapped.

Twilight just patted her cum-stuffed stomach and belched.  The lavender amazon sighed happily, wriggling her toes about while she slowly but carefully licked every splatter of Hopper's pre from her mouth.  "That's me, stately and majestic," she said whimsically and grinned.  "Greedy bitch," she said fondly to Sunset.  "You share with your mistress or you get nothing!"  A hand came down to fondly ruffle Sunset's fiery hair, a gentle smile on Twilight's face.

Her expression got a little bit goofy as Sunset snorted at her and happily arched hir back.  Shi'd mastered hirself again, keeping hirself still and ready now.  Shi wasn't even grinding against Twilight's leg, just taking that constant flow of precum straight down hir ass.  "Do love you so, Shimmy," Twilight said with a loving laugh.  "Let's get that tight tush of yours lubed up a bit more.  You should make other-Twi do you with bigger dildos."

While Hopper watched from above, fascinated, the purple-skinned amazon used one strong, supple digit to divert and pool his precum specifically over Sunset's taut, well-cleaned asshole.  She slowly massaged the little ring, crooning soft nothings to the gasping futa.  Focused on her sub's preparation now, she stole no more of the precum for her already well-filled belly.

No, now it was time to get her lover and friend ready for a full-on, full-body stretch-fucking.  Taking her time, she just teased the tight ring of Sunset's anus with that finger, pushing Hopper's slick lube deeper and deeper.  "That's it, Shimmy," she purred.  "Feel the master fill you up already.  Can you imagine it?  When your horny prostate gets stretched out over a dick more than twice as big as yours?  When your whole ass is filled with that huge, magnificent cock, and I've got your little thing trapped in my thighs?"

Sunset gasped and began to tremble, hir fingers clenching rhythmically against hir own arse cheeks.  "Mistress, that's mean!  You didn't call me small when I stretched your ass out!"  A flush of reddish orange tinted hir face as shi leaned hir neck back, horn and long hair bobbing.  The same blush spread over hir shoulders as shi gasped and trembled.  "Even if…"

Twilight leered up at Hopper.  "Think you can hold off from showering us long enough to get me my Shimmy Sandwich, master?  Even if I complete that sentence for my beloved mewling sweetie?"  Her gaze lingered on his heavy, swelling balls.  "Mm.  Much as I might like to get showered… Call me a linguistic learner.  I like making things… explicit."

He smirked and winked.  "I can manage it," he said, and stroked his left hand down over the enormous mass of one huge testicle, letting it roll forward in front of its twin.  "Of course, these are already swelling again and if I keep tapping tantra, shi's gonna get really, really stuffed."  As in-scene threats went, it had some ways to go on creativity.

That said, it did seem to have made the distance on effect.

As Sunset shuddered and hir horn flared to put a magic cockring on hirself again, Twilight laughed and cheered.  She gave him a teasing smirk and mouthed, "B plus pony," at him before actually saying, "That's the spirit, master!  Rainbow of Light, you're such a sweet stud.  Annnnyway," she drawled out, and then made Sunset gasp louder as she plunged two fingers at once into the muscular futa's loosening ass.  "Thing is, what shi was going to say was, 'even if' hir poor little chubby barely even got me tight in comparison to your monster!"  

Giggling, Twilight kissed the broad crown, pressing little fluttersome touches against the blunt rim.  Hopper's promise or no, the massive tool throbbed and flicked with stimulation and anticipation.  The end result simply coated Sunset's sculpted asscheeks in his slick precum.

Naturally, Twilight's smirk broadened.  "And that, Shimmy, is why I call it a poor little chubby," Twilight said with an obscenely lewd purr.  "Sweet little thing.  Not tiny little thing like most, of course!  But it's not like master's, and you're going to get to feel all of that straight… up… your butt."  Growling, the Princess of Magic plunged a third finger into Sunset's ass.

As the yellow-skinned warfuta howled a wordless cry of pleasured submission, Twilight growled, "That all said, I'm going to be working your pretty pierced prick over until you can't see and my cum collection gets at least fifty percent more.  So don't you dare spend it all on the floor when master shoves it in, got me?  I want those balls nice and tight for unloading into my cunt."  She looked up and gave Hopper a smouldering glance.  "The wench's ready for you, master," she panted.  "I'm so hungry.  I want my Shimmy sandwich, please?"

"Mmm, at least…"  Sunset groaned.  "At least you still respect my meat, mistress," shi teased back.  The well-built dickbabe began a new series of curling writhes, wriggling the "meat" in question in its first sandwich.  "Thought you liked… pussy best… but maybe you have a thing for the right kind of sausage?

Twilight giggled and spanked Sunset again.  "Pussy is best," she said with a sniff.  "I'm willing to make exceptions for… quality material."  She reached up to grope Hopper's balls gently. "Mmm, just call me a granivorous-optional too…"  Sighing happily, she squeezed Sunset's dick harder with her amazonian legs, and caressed her coltfriend's heavy rod.  "Definitely, definitely quality material."

Sunset shuddered and gasped out,  "Mistress, I'm not fond of being pounded meat!" Shi tilted hir head back towards hir friend-dominatrix, and quivered hir amber lower lip.  

Twilight laughed softly.  "Adorable," she rumbled.  "Sorry, sweetie-Shimmer.  Hopper coughed, and held out his hands.  Giggling, the tall woman loosened her leg's grip on Sunset's poor, pressed cock just in time for him to reach down and gently grip under hir potent, powerful arms.

He lifted hir up easily and gently; they looked like a gymnast's arms, or a dancer's, in the vast grip of the huge male's hands.  Twilight rose as well to follow, nuzzling and kissing at Sunset's dangling, squirming body.  She teased lewdly along Sunset's heavy breasts and zerberted against hir chiseled abs, sparing a long, loving lap at Sunset's fiery-colored pubic hair.

Sunset let out a long groan as shi was raised completely off hir feet.  Hopper buried his face in hir similarly brilliant hair, kissing hir ponied up ears.  His mouth roamed tenderly, licking and grooming her mane-like hair, and nuzzling gently at hir hornbase.  Sunset's long wings brushed trailing edges against Hopper's sides, caressing his hard serrati and worshipping at his giant, bulging obliques.  He smiled tenderly down and rumbled, "I think we've teased hir enough.  I want to do this another way."  

Twilight cocked her head to one side, horn and mane bobbing a bit while she watched; Sunset just let out a long, content sigh."  Hopper's own massive span wrapped forward around both smaller submissives, sheltering them in his gigantic strength.  He winked at Twilight and ordered, "Wrap your lips around hir cute little tool, Sparkle.  Then cancel that ring shi's got and and guzzle down hir seed, Ms. Granivorous."

Stomping a foot, Twilight tried to interject, "But I want hir warm and ready in my p--"

Hopper snorted, and glared.  This time, it did still Twilight, who purred expectantly at him.  He continued, "No, don't pout at me.  I'm sure you can get hir nice and ready again.  I'll hold hir for us, and you can mount hir before I stretch hir over my cock.  You'll get to feel it all at once."

Wriggling happily, Sunset clung tighter to his gargantuan torso with hir brightly-colored wings.  "Oh, Megan's Eyes Eternal," shi said with a groan.  "He really is generous, Tw- I mean, thank you for giving me to such a kind master, Mistress Sparkle!"

Wings pushing back and up, Twilight let her feathers caress Hopper's.  She smiled cryptically, and pushed forward and up on tiptoe to caress Hopper's dark cheeks with both hands.  Her pillowy U-cups gently smothered Sunset, huge nipples pushing over the tops of Sunset's smaller mega-titties to rest on hir shoulders and capture hir head.  Just like her endlessly squishy belly enveloped Sunset's throbbing three-footer.

Trembling fingers ran back and forth over his short, strange human face, and the big alicorn male realized that more sensations than sexual alone were universal, no matter the form.  Twilight let out a long, almost whimpering sigh.  "You're good to my pets," she told him, purple eyes watering with non-crocodile tears this time.  "To my girls.  And now to the sweetie I can only grab snatches of time with."

Still pillowing everything around Sunset, Twilight leaned over hir, careful of hir horn, and kissed Hopper fiercely.  Muscles trembled, bulging and relaxing almost incoherently as she explored him.  Tasted this new body anew.  Her fingers clung to Hopper's face as her tongue invaded his mouth; yet once within, she made gentle, flicking motions.  Once he recovered from his shock and let his tongue push back, wrestling, she eagerly surrendered to the dominance of his larger organ, sucking on both hungrily.

The kiss lingered, Twilight's cleavage containing Sunset's groaning cries almost as thoroughly as Hopper held hir arms in check.  Eventually, Twilight broke the kiss, smiled, and smooched the oversized youth's chin lightly.  She pulled back, panting lightly, and tugged on Sunset's nipple piercings, lifting hir heavy S-cups.  "Ready to cum again, cocktoy?" she asked Sunset.  "Master's being good to you.  Not better than you deserve, my sweetie-slut, but still.  Good!  You'd better thank him when I'm claiming everything your poor, blocked-up nuts can put out for my tummy, or I'll start thinking of punishments you'll actually regret!"

"C-can't have that," Sunset groaned.  Watchful of hir horn, shi leaned back and tilted her head up to kiss at Hopper's forearm.  As hir horn traced over his chest and shoulders, she gave him a sincere, unfeigned, "Thank you, Master Bunny."  This time, hir lips only slightly twitched, though hir dangling toes wiggled about with suppressed humor.

Humor, or the need to cum.  Twilight was taking her time about obedience, slurping and licking her tongue along the fat girth between the futa's legs, yes, but only teasing at the flare briefly.  Pussy-primary or not, Twilight Sparkle knew how to mistress a cock, and this futa-dick was one of her favorites.  Her supple fingers occupied themselves with Sunset's juicy nuts, teasing and squeezing the oversized cum-factories shamelessly as the pierced prick throbbed and swelled with the backed up seed.  "Ready or not," Twilight said, her wings poofing out straight, "Here I come for your--"

Twilight had waited a bit too long with her teasing, and Hopper decided to take over.  As the eight foot amazon had teased Sunset's crown with her hot breath, his prehensile cock had moved up to Sunset's chiseled tush.  Without shoving in-- not yet-- he shoved hir body forward, hir cock spearing Twilight's lips as they went wide for the "your" sound.  The end result had Sunset groaning out the first in a long series of thank yous, and Twilight gurgling something uncomplimentary around the thick flare in her mouth.

That's okay, Hopper thought.  She likes me being all gruff, and I doubt Sunset's minding having all that throat-clenching around hir shaft..

This time, he met Twilight's eyes, and gave it his best go at Serious Fucking (literally) Business.  "You can take hir cock ring off now, and get to taste hir sperm on the way down, Sparkle," he said sternly.  "Or, if you keep fooling around, I'll make hir wrap around your shoulders and facefuck you good and deep."

This was the moment.  He'd practiced, building on what got Twilight wet and made mortal subs lose themselves in orgasmic release.  He breathed straight from his ripped belly, and said, "I want hir squealing those thanks, not just mumbling them.  Now."  The deep, low-set barrel sound of his growl smashed straight into the pleasure centers of both smaller musclebound lovers, and got more or less instant response.

Twilight was actually the first to squeal-- or what sounded like it, a sharp series of piercing noises as her empty cunt squeezed out another climax.  She really seemed to get into the gravelly snarl, her orgasm full-bodied and wriggly.  Her body squirmed and she wailed onto Sunset's heavy futa dick.  Twitching toes dragged in the precum and femme-juice soddened carpet, and she began to rapidly bob her head back and forth on Sunset's cock.  Eager fingers easily dispelled Sunset's self-enchanted cockring and began to tease at hir piercings.  Even if Hopper couldn't see it, he could certainly hear the flicking smacks of Twilight's tongue at Sunset's abruptly freed dick, and as for Sunset hirself…

Wails counted.  Wails, not of pain but of bliss, save perhaps at the sudden burst of pent up cum down a much controlled and constricted cock.  That got a little yelp, but the rest were purely euphoric cries of delight.  Shi came hard down Twilight's throat, held up for the massive amazon by their doting dominant, female and futa alike gushing pussy juice onto the floor.  Sweat traveled down the squirming herm's tremendously sculpted body, hir wings locked erect and hir tail frozen into a flag.  Hir ass was anything but frozen, hir muscular glutes rolling and smacking together to grind at the gigantic maleness that was pushing hir towards Twilight's mouth.

Gurgling and distorted purrs leaped from Twilight's throat as she sucked down Sunset's unsuppressed orgasm.  Her distended jaw clenched just slightly, and she hollowed her cheeks in fierce suction.  Glaring eyes stared up "fiercely" at Hopper while her lips threatened to break the seal around Sunset's spasming futa-dick in a smile.  The big amazon's strong hands grabbed the warfuta's flailing ankles and locked hir legs in place back against his thighs.  She kept her eyes fixed on Hopper's as she lapped up the long splurts of Sunset-seed, guzzling the rich semen down, and lewdly licking around the huge flare stretching her mouth.  The better to "force" Sunset to surrender to them both, of course.

Sunset shuddered and thrashed, hir wings locking around his sides.  Shi was utterly trapped, held at the mercy of the two larger Equestrians.  Enraptured and ensnared, all shi seemed able to do was cum hir brains out and squeal fervent repetitions of, "Thank you, Master Bunny!  Thank you!  Thank you!"  

Then things got really weird.

Hopper blinked in sudden surprise as bursts and flickers of cyan magic crawled along Sunset's horn.  Curious, he gently nuzzled at the base and through hir mane, rumbling quietly at the squirming musclefuta.  He watched the display out of the corner of one eye, but mostly, he concentrated on his lovers, making sure they were satisfied and safe.

It didn't take long for the pent-up herm to finish, especially after Hopper shifted lightly on his enormous feet to better thrust hir against Twilight's expert mouth.  He fucked hir in like an especially complicated dildo.  One that was rating his efforts with the intensity of hir squeals.

He winced.  As metaphors go, I've done better, he told himself.

Thankfully, Twilight couldn't hear his thoughts.  When Sunset finished hir final splurt, the intensely powerful amazon pulled off of Sunset's bobbing, semi-soft prick with a loud, lewd pop! Arrogantly, she wiped her lips on the back of her hand and lapping up the remains.  "Mm.  Yeah, you need to eat my quantum sister out more, " Twilight said cheerfully, and proprietorially reached up between Sunset's thighs to toy with hir clittoral hood piercing.

Sunset opened and closed hir mouth a few times.  She managed heavy breathing, with heavy breasts and heavy package bouncing, and no words at all.  There was a little noise that might have been an "Eee," though, or Hopper would have been worried.

Though her index finger was preoccupied with Sunset's ever-stiff clit, Twilight began to bounce the futa's juicy nuts around with her thumb.  Sunset groaned and panted, said balls still thick and sperm-engorged enough to droop halfway down hir massively muscled thighs.  "Mmm," Twilight purred, and leaned up to catch one of Sunset's huge tits in her mouth.  She sucked at the big, pierced nipple and nibbled just lightly hir areola.  "Nothing to say still, Shimmy?"  Giggling, Twilight asked her coltfriend, "You see hir horn almost go off?  Never seen that before, especially not after I discharged most of hir build-up."

"Best kind of sandwiches have spice?" Hopper asked with a wink and a blush.  Sunset's continued campaign to wordlessly beg his gargantuan stallionhood into more active participation was bearing ponderous fruit.  Hir tight buttocks were flexing and pumping their hyper-defined and hyper-sized glutes over the thick press of cockflesh behind hir.  Soon, Hopper had to stifle a groan of increasing lust and his own need.  He couldn't stifle-- and didn't really want to try-- a fresh wave of his aromatic precum gushed rivers over Sunset's chiseled, buff back.

Still cramped by merely having a room set aside for a gathering of amazons and modern day Hayculii to stretch out in, Hopper's vast black wings whipped out and around.  Their dull matte black enveloped his two super-strong subs, feathermarking them frantically.  Indeed, with a rumbling moan, he spank-flicked his tertiary feathers across Twilight's gorgeously juicy, fat-cushioned musclebutt.  Twilight laughed and asked, "Feeling a little anal-retentive, Master Bunny?  Gonna give me that pretty amazon cock to claim in my cunt so we can get this sandwich started, finally?"

Hopper glowered at her.  It was his turn to be stunned silent, this time by the gall of…

Of course, Sunset had things to say, too.

The burly herm arched hir back, thrusting the girthy heft of hir package forwards.  She interrupted Hopper verbally, while shaking hir pierced horsecock in Twilight's face.  "I am--" shi coughed, cut hirself off, and looked up at Hopper with a wink.  "That is, naughty Shimmy is so amazingly in favor of being in mistress' tight pussy.  Shimmy's even studded for her pleasure!"  Lewdly, the Heavy Metal Princess waggled hir hips around more and whimpered.  "Please, master?  Sometime this moon-- ouch!"

Sighing heavily, the musclebound male grunted at the grinning pair of hyperzons.  He growled, "You know that Rarity taught me some multitasking and I'm not that slow of a student, right?"  There was no direct bratting at that point; both female and futa were too busy alternating stung yelps and sensuous moans.  As he spoke he continued to thwap Sunset's tough tush with his titanic tool, while the grand, draping span of of his wings stirred the surface of the cum pools around them with the wind of their passing.  Their passing in huge arcs-- to swat Twilight's mega-rump and set it jiggling.

Tongue flicking in and out of hir moaning mouth, Sunset shimmied back up into Hopper's huge cock.  Effectively, hir move blocked further spanks in exchange for wriggling hir mighty glutes back and forth, together and apart, over the throbbing, veiny mass of the super-cock at hir rear.  "Unf," shi groaned, and then leaned hir head to the side, tilting it back to pout at him again.  "Master, please, either stick it in or stick me in Mistress Sparkle!"

Feathered punishments had even less, indeed contradictory effects on Twilight.  The tall amazon just flagged her tail and bent forward, purple skin rippling as she used the potent muscles of her perfect ass to actually writhe her delectable rump cheeks back against the spanking.  "Mm, flogging with my spankings?" she asked with a long, panting moan that got higher in pitch to a whine.  A cry of pleasure, but mixed with a delicious sting.  She licked her lips while her twitching feet tried to push her right off the floor.  "M-- er, Sparkle likes, master!"

He gave her a long-suffering look.  Eyes glittering, the "subdued and enslaved" Princess of the Stars coughed into her hand, rolled her eyes, and said, "Uh, Sparkle means, oh no, don't throw her into that thistle field!"  She beamed up at him, eyes bright and lips pulled back into a shining smile.

Of utter torment.

Hopper snarled, and both bratting alicorns perked up.  Their ears literally perked first, but somehow, it seemed like both pairs of nipples and Sunset's thick futa dick actually got harder.  They looked up at him, Sunset drooling slightly and Twilight panting, eyes closed as she shuddered.  He laughed, an almost helpless smile on his face.  What else could he do?  "Sparkle, stop playing around," he said, throat catching at the utter loveliness of his two willing kinkmates.  "Stand up and spread your thighs, switch-bitch.  Shimmy, I want you to wrap around her hips and neck once I give you to her."

A gentle smile curled the edges of Twilight's lips.  She seemed to unfold to a proud, burning majesty, throwing her head back as she drew herself up to her impressive full eight feet.  She reminded them both why they listened, why they followed where she lead, regardless of her… unique sense of humor.  And OCD.  And other issues that honestly just made her cute.

No, when it came to sex as with all other matters, Twilight Sparkle mastered whatever she put herself to with the furious concentration of a zealous nerd.  This applied to even simple motion, the simple act of standing tall.  Her potent form bulged only slightly, muscles maintaining shape but emphasizing curves more.  Somehow, she enticed top and ensnared sub at once, her eyes incandescent with the heat of her desire now.

Her unfolding was a liquid glide of sex, her whole body curling into it.  She slid her hands sinuously over the vastly fertile curves of her thunderstorm thighs, to the wide racks of her super-hips, then up along her cum-swollen belly to hike up her mountainous mammaries.  Then she elegantly parted her amazonian legs just slightly and rolled her hands away from her enormous breasts.

As titanic tits bounced beautifully, Twilight held her arms out up towards Hopper, or rather, towards Sunset in his arms.  She beamed at the pair of them and flexed her fingers towards herself, palms up.  It was a perfect picture of readiness for the sandwiching sex.

Then, in a distinctly Sparkle pivot, she went with goofy-happy.  "Come to Momma, Shimmy!" she purred, lips parting as though already kissing the stunned futa.

Laughing softly, Hopper swung Sunset down and forward towards Twilight.  Perhaps predictably, Sunset let out a long, trailing, "Whee!"  Twilight's feral smirk twisted at the corners of her mouth into an affectionate grin, and she wrapped her burly, amazonian arms under Sunset's, hefting the smaller subbie up as though shi weighed less than a feather.  Sunset intertwined hir fingers behind Twilight's heavily corded neck and slunk back, chuckling happily.

The futa's throbbing shaft drooled precum over Twilight's cum-stuffed belly as the pair grappled yet again.  This time, to try and fit two titanic tits, two giant tits, and one very stretched stomach together.  All at the same time while trying to swing Sunset around enough to get said straining tool up and into Twilight's achingly empty cunt.  Hopper blinked, his wings flicking as heasked,  "Do the two of you want a h--"

"No!" they chorused and resorted to telekinesis to solve their mismatch.  Caught in their mutual glows, Sunset arched hir back and thrusting hir huge tits high while waving at Hopper and stuck hir tongue out at him.  With a pleasured groan, Twilight telekinetically pulled Sunset's pierced futa-cock up into her tight, plump cunny, panting happily.  

Despite her teasing words before, Sunset's huge member did force Twilight's lewdly padded and mightily muscled thighs apart, distending her pussy as it plunged upwards.  The Princess of Friendship gently pulled Sunset up and back into her arms, their huge melons squishing together even as Twilight's cum-gut stretched further, even if just a little bit.

Hopper blinked again, and started to stroke the giant mass of his erection.  "I am impressed," he said.  "I've seen ships with less complicated--"  He sighed, as Twilight waved a hand, and Sunset waved hir wings at him.  "Fine.  I'll just wait, get horny, and… something."

Horny was definitely a likely result, at least.

The pair ignored him him for the moment, kissing each other fiercely.  Twilight's tongue danced with Sunset, and the pair shared the taste of each other and Hopper for a few loving moments.  Strong hands stroked over stronger bodies; immense breasts squeezed and pressed intensely into each other; moans murmured into each others' mouths and became one.

It was around the time that they wrapped each other in their wings that he began to feel a little left out.  With a deep rumble, he knelt down and carefully wrapped his enormous arms around both amazons.  Taking care, he clasped his hands in the tautly muscled small of Twilight's back.  He squeezed them both tight, flexing out the power in his chiseled limbs, and then casually lifted the duo up, settling them into his arms as though they were all but weightless.

The very moment he held both of them off their feet, their wings irised out in a swirl of feathers, revealing just their horned heads with smug smiles on their face.  In unison, the triumphant pair purred, "What took you so long?"   Then their tails went thwack straight out to the side, slapping against his hand in the back and arm in the front.  Both buff babes flagged hard and began to grind into and against each other, moaning softly.

"Please fuck me, Master Bunny," cooed Sunset.  "We've promised mistress Sparkle ever so much cum in her tight pussy, and I need you stretching my ass out and making my prostate into your personal plaything."  Shi wriggled hir exquisitely sculpted glutes at him, his precum drooling from hir loosened hole.  "You and mistress got me so loose and ready but now I need you so fucking bad!"  Soft groans trailed off into a high wail, hir curvaceous hips pumping in his grip, ankles locked tight around Twilight's hips and colossally strong legs resting atop his forearms.

Twilight clenched her core down hard around Sunset's pierced prick.  "Fuck hir, love.  My gift to us both."  She winked, and licked Sunset's throat possessively.  "You get to master one of the few who really topped me before you."  Her strong fingers raked across the rippling potency of Sunset's back, making the squirming herm gasp and desperately rut harder against Twilight's claiming cunt.  "I get to feel hir go berserk in my pussy."  

She winked.  "Win-win," she said, singsong.  "Best way to kink!"  The two writhed together; their bodies grinding sweat and cum-sticky muscles and melons, all of the mountainous variety, tightly together.  Tits pressed, fingers squeezed, and a certain horny switch had more of a point to make.

Relying on Hopper to to hold them together, Twilight shifted her sturdy left arm around Sunset's wing and her own to bunch up the smaller hyperzon's hair near the roots.  Slowly, deliberately, Twilight forced Sunset to arch further until hir horn was resting against his cheek and hir blushing face was staring up at him, wide-eyed.  "And my dear friend here gets fucked so hard shi's still feeling it when we visit next."

A further smirk pulled at the corners of her lip.  "Win, win, win!" she chanted.  "Best way to sandwich!"  She ran her tongue along Sunset's throat, tasting the salt of her sweat and lapping at the amber-skinned strength.  "You know how I know we're going to winwich here, baby?"

Twilight gave a low chuckle interspersed with hums and gasps as the mere suggestion drove Sunset faster and faster into her pussy.  Of course, Sunset didn't have the only oversized cock attached to a suggestible personality.  A grand, meaty thunk was heard as Hopper's gigantic flare slammed up against Sunset's upraised thunderstorm thighs, groping and pre-spurlting its way towards Sunset's greedy asshole.  

The proud purple amazon nodded.  "I know, because.." Twilight cooed, and then let out a long yowl of pleasure.  When it ended, she demanded, "Because you're my loving stud, my sweetie master, and you're not going to disappoint either of your proud bitches, are you, my love?"  

Hopper shuddered, grunting a hard negative as his blunt flare pressed hard at Sunset's tight tush.  Twilight's smirk turned still more feral, and she once again maneuvered her arms around.  Agile, used to complex maneuvers and complex fucking, she had a plan for pleasing both her partners.  This time, she left nothing to chance in regards to rectal reaming.  She brought her strong hands down to grab Sunset's ass hard.  As her fingers dug into muscular prominence, she pulled the gorgeously potent cheeks wide.  It was pitiful next to the fat flare rising for it, but it wasn't just for her mega-cocked stud to ravish the vulnerable ring within.

Sunset was relaxed, and well lubricated, but every assistance Twilight gave pushed the balance of pleasure and pain towards the pleasure side.  Kept the sting as mere spice.  And speaking of spice, she knew how much dirty talk could add-- so did.  "Please, master!" she begged.  "Make hir squeal and cream in me.  Make that lovely ladder of hirs grind my folds until shi can barely see!"

Twilight, it must be said, had a bit more-- and better-- practice at dirty talk than Hopper.  And wasn't willing to do anything less than demand he meet on her level.

Thrust.  His oversized shaft swung forward in time with his hips, a double dose of thrust from the strength of his legs and the prehensile member's own motion.  Sunset's voice jumped an octave as the huge flare forced hir potent glutes to part still further.  To stretch as though they were merely a part of some soft, padded fucktoy's tush.  His roar deepened as shi clenched back; teased to looseness or not, shi still had the leverage to grind hir vastly distended ring across the veiny surface of his dick's girth as it plunged into hir.  Hir strength was hir aid, as was control; shi channeled slick stallion lube into flooding directly into hir innards now.

Twilight gasped out, "That's perfect, loves!"  The muscular woman shuddered as her first orgasm struck, and put a crushing bearhug around Sunset that left the smaller alicorn squirming and shaking.  She "forced" Sunset to writhe over Hopper's invading super-member, and gyrate even more wildly into Twilight's clenching cunny.  Her purple wings slapped out of their lock with the shuddering yellow feathers and she levered her hands down to grasp Sunset's rugged rump cheeks.  Alternating spanks and caresses, Twilight drove her futa friend's ass to obediently massage the massive member invading it.  With each new inched, she growled and purred all the harder as she fucked Sunset onto Hopper.

Or with each new foot; to Sunset, it was much the same as more than seven foot of alicorn cock slammed into her.

Hopper leaned across Sunset, slightly to the right around hir horn, and Twilight lifted her chin, parting her lips.  The pair kissed across their "meat," tongues tangling as thrust and thrusted seemed to become one.  Though Hopper and Sunset were already reduced to groans and gasps, Twilight kept squealing encouragements at them both.  

"More!" she cried at Sunset.  "Drive those fucking piercings in me, Shimmy!  I want to feel my womb moulding around them!  Fuck me more!"  Needless to say, Sunset's response was to tense those muscular hips of hirs and piston-pull hirself with hir leglock, pounding the broad flare and jiggling piercings against Twilight's clenching folds.

Nor did she spare Hopper her lustful demands.  She stared challengingly at him and growled, "Pound the sweetie-bitch, master!"  With a swoop of her lusciously amazonian body, she stretched out her legs and wrapped her ankles around the wide hardness of his taut stomach and licked her lips.

He barely even had time to start fucking Sunset harder back against Twilight's eager, sheathing thrusts before she started in on him.  She might have loved Sunset the longer, but his education as a top was her responsibility.  Between those two key factors, responsibility and education-- responsibility to Celestia and education for the High Princess' use-- she spared no teachable fucking moment.

Towering tits heaving and battering Sunset's only slightly less mammoth pair, Twilight gave Hopper another fierce stare and teeth-clenched grin.  "Pound us both," she gasped.  Shuddering, she continued, "Use hir.  Use hir to ravish me master, please!"  With that final demanding beg rising to a squeal, she began to slam down hard and fast, onto and against Sunset's quivering length.  She slammed Sunset's groin back further while her folds pulled the pierced rod deeper with each new rut.

The further Sunset's body stretched on Hopper's shaft, the more shi drove into the tightness of Twilight's orgasming pussy.  The titanic stallion held them both tightly in his impossibly potent arms, but they moved together, using the barrier of his arms for leverage to fuck each other-- and him-- with lustful passion.  The padded curviness of Twilight's legs gave way to the bulky, sculpted expansion of her mighty muscles in constant flexion-extension counterpoint to Sunset's chiseled limbs in action.  

Each new combo-thrust of the smaller alicorn pair all but demanded Hopper stretch out Sunset's belly, turning perfect abs into nothing more than cock-pleasing grips.  The more Twilight ground herself around Sunset's huge dick, the more she lovingly abused Sunset's reddening rump, the more the herm pushed hirself back onto their loving top, completing the transformation into Twilight's vibrator and Hopper's shaft-sleeve willingly.  Lovingly, shi was the meat of their sandwich, and this meat was made to be pounded.

Sunset came next.  To be fair, hir overstretched prostate, saturated in Hopper's alicorn precum, didn't have much of a choice.  To be fairer, they'd all been counting on it.  For all Twilight's superior strength, the warfuta goddess grabbed hold of the taller alicorn and squeezed, mighty biceps and tremendous triceps bulging in time with hir quads before.  Hips and legs and arms all spasmed rapidly to try to pleasure the woman claiming hir cock and the man invading hir anus utterly.

Shi pounded forward faster and faster, squealing in desperate ecstasy and neither pair could tell much difference between cries of "Master!" and cries of "Mistress!"  Hir overfucked prostate drove her huge prick to bulge and swell, immeasurable pleasure forcing hir balls to disgorge themselves into Twilight's greedy cunny, continuously.  With Twilight amazon-fucking down onto hir and Hopper's gigantic dick dominating hir whole body, Sunset was deliciously lost.  All of hir; hir pussy squirted down hard onto Hopper's gurgling, swelling balls with nearly as much unstopping release as hir hosing cumstick.

Inevitably, the oversized mass of Hopper's titanic tool forced the herm's bulging stomach up between the double pair of docking, bobbing breasts.  Sunset's womb and stomach surrendered utterly to the stallionhood nearly as long as shi was tall.  Hopper couldn't see them much from his angle, but Twilight's horn flared as she wiped sweat from her brow and Sunset's.  Their eyes met, they nodded, and changed the angle of their mutual grip.  Suddenly, Hopper's orgasm was all but pulled directly out of his now far overstuffed testicles by means of a sudden over-under titjob.

U-cups bounced hard around the proud promontory of Hopper's immense shaft, and atop the S-cups pushing forth the upper side.  Acknowledging him top or not, the twain fucked futa and female captured the colossal cock-swell, rubbing their sensitive super-tits up and down over the expanded mass.  They locked hands on each other's shoulders, and pumped out their peaks to give a muscle massage as well.

Then they topped all previous ecstasy, in the very moment the young stud roared out his explosive climax, using their long wings to press and feathermark against Sunset's once-six-pack stomach right below the clearly outlined spasming tip.  Virile stallion cum fountained-- no, volcanoed-- up into Sunset's trapped body, bloating hir hard warrior's frame out into soft squishiness in an instant.





Licking and sucking on the stomach-clad megalength, Twilight saw the process close up.  It was beautiful in its excess, both of size and pleasure alike.  "That's it," she crooned in between giving Sunset's belly hickies and hopefully near the same to Hopper's gargantuan cock within.  "That's it, my loves.  Cum for your Sparkle."  Mostly, though, she stayed silent and watched.

Watched her dear friend's breasts and belly overflow and expand around hers.  Felt Sunset's fingers and ankles clench around her massive body.  Ah, but most of all, felt Sunset start to climax a strange admixture of hir own seed and Hopper's swirled together through infusion as the big lug's overproduction invaded every inch of the potent alicorn herm.  Poor Shimmy; Twilight knew all too well that when Hopper really doubled up, your whole body found places to store that orgasmic overjuicing.

Poor Sunset, Twilight scoffed mentally.  Poor, well-fucked, blissed out, flush-faced, eyes straight back into the sockets Sunset.  Twilight would giggle, but as her own belly fattened on the gush of seed into her womb, she found she had more important things to do, like orgasm uncontrollably and squeal-cream like a banshee in heat.  And most importantly, a smug, hazy part of her thought, reward my most excellent friendship with benefits student for his contributions.

For all that she was also near-delirious with pleasure herself, Twilight kept in control.  She kept pistoning forward, kept using Hopper's abdomen and arms as leverage to slam herself over the futa sandwich meat's meaty dick.  As long as she could, she clenched her increasingly distended folds over Sunset's lovely, stimulating piercings, but she knew that Hopper's dick ravishing Sunset's asshole was doing the real work back there.  So she fucked Sunset, not just into herself, but onto their stud's spasming shaft.  Over that mountain of maleness.  "You take care of my sweeties," she groaned, and did giggle when she heard how gurgly her voice was getting.

"You take care of my sweeties," she repeated softly.  "And I'll take care of you."

> Epilogue
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Twilight Sparkle had, indeed, taken care of Shadow Hopper quite well.  And Sunset Shimmer.  She had orchestrated the "taking care of" with a renewed enthusiasm that neither had ever quite seen before.  In this, Hopper had something of a better idea of its source than Sunset.

Twilight and Sunset's time together had almost always been in intense, short bursts.  Sunset's rise had come in many ways because of Twilight's trust.  Hir Redemption, the core of hir alicorn nature even more than Music or Technomancy, was therefore founded on the trust of Equestria's Twilight Sparkle.  In theory, though, that should have been enough to develop a good insight into the subtleties of each other's personality

But  little time was given to them to develop such a relationship at anything other than either a very long distance series of booking textual messages to each other.  They did visit, of course; or rather, due to the dangers of Earth, Twilight primarily visited Sunset.  Still, even after the creation of the second permanent portal, secured against magic drain like that from Earth-Twilight, their responsibilities had both been far too demanding to spend more than a month together at a time-- maximum.  

While his time, in total, had barely been the equal of a single such visit, it had been inside Equestria-Twilight's life.  Living and loving alongside her, seeing her hopes and dreams unfurl naturally, rather than trying to squeeze out every inch of time to its most intense.  Perhaps the quantity was less, and he suspected that the quality was not so great of a gap.  But he had other advantages too.

There had also never been much of a chance of an immediate future.  Perhaps, there had been the hope of a longer term future when one or both worlds had become more secure, but Twilight had been re-moulding and re-shaping Hopper for a very, very immediate future.  She had reached inside his soul and channeled it to a mutually entwined future, and he knew bone-deep how precious her friends and loved ones to her.

And just how far she was ready to go for someone who took good care, of those she counted as friends and loved ones.  Whether that care was, emotional, physical or otherwise.  Hopper was aware that the essential Friendshipness of Twilight Sparkle was better able to bore her will through the world than all the magic in her horn.

It  was certain that Sunset understood some of that, but could anyone who had not danced in the same dreams-- literally-- and then woken up for a hasty, groping shower and breakfast fit for hypers truly know what Twilight Sparkle would do to reward those who sheltered Friendship?  How much she was willing to put in towards seeing such paid back in kind?

Which, in this case, apparently meant throwing herself wholeheartedly into some excessively kinky, exceptionally euphoric sex.  This was not just an excuse for sensual enjoyment, however.  Even more than her own climaxes, no matter what she might tease or proclaim, Twilight Sparkle took very good care of Sunset and Hopper both.

Admittedly, she did so partially by becoming the next 'meat' and letting the pair pound her until they both came their hearts out.  Well, Hopper had pounded her.  Sunset had been a bit too squishy to be anything but the "bottom bread."  Shi'd lain beneath them as Twilight claimed hir cock for an anal ride while Hopper stuffed Twilight's well-fucked pussy.  That said, by the sounds of it, he was pretty sure that Sunset had felt taken care of.

As did he.  He'd felt nearly worn out, in a way he hadn't in a long time since his grueling tantric lessons started with Luna.  Nonetheless, he'd outlasted woman and herm alike.  Something of the impossible strength to which he was heir seemed to extend to stamina and resistance alike.  He had to remind himself that he was not immortal; occasionally, being able to outlast literal warrior-goddesses and warfuta-goddesses threatened to give him a swelled head.

Once he was sure that the duo really weren't going to wake up and start demanding, "more sexings now!" like they had the last three times, he'd lifted them up gently in his is vast arms.   With what he knew had to be the goofiest smile on his face, he carried the gushy, cum-stuffed pair off to bed.  After, of course, heeding Twilight's prior admonishments to get them plugged before moving.  Both of them had the Equestrian greed for seed, and he was far too polite to let them drip further over Sunset's floor.

Well, polite and not wanting to wake up to a pair of pouting amazons wanting him to replace the cum they'd lost.  Immediately.  That only had to happen to him twice before he learned to get the butt plugs and harness-on dildos ready before moving a pair of his mares.  Having one of his "mares" be a futa he'd only get to visit occasionally, and both being in human shape didn't change that.

"I'm Twilight's student in a lot of things," he said softly, mostly to himself as he laid down on the opposite side of Twilight from Sunset.  "And that means taking care of my lovers.  If I'd learned nothing else, I think that would have made all the time worthy.  And Powers of Light, have I learned so much."  He smiled, and cuddled the snoozing pair.  His huge left arm reached across Twilight and gently rested on Sunset's bulky shoulder; his wing draped over the pair of them like a feather comforter.

Still, he wasn't quite ready to sleep yet, so he looked around the room.  The bed was huge; understandable, he supposed, if shi'd been sleeping with Big Mac before he started dating this world's Maud.  A sixteen foot lover needs some space, and that's if you don't count rollover!  Hopper wasn't sure how this world managed to match every Equestrian he knew and still have a different gender ratio; did it really have that much bigger of a population?

Questions like that drove him to keep looking around.  Bookshelves, of course, continued the theme, like he'd suspected otherwise.  A little stand for music with a good stool and some small amps.  Curiously, it was set up next to a smaller electronics station-- for editing her music?   There did seem to be cords heading to a central housing box that also connected to the amps.

There was also a much bigger desk and pile after pile of the electronical wonders of this interesting new world.  There was even a bedroom-scale mini magic laboratory.  Obviously, there were some days Sunset just didn't see the need to even leave the bedroom when working on a project.  Knowing Twilight, and seeing the hand of Celestia, Hopper was unsurprised.

His eyes fell unexpectedly on a small series of pictures.  They depicted Sunset and several of this world's parallels of the Elemental Princesses, most often with Applejack and Fluttershy.  There were many of those around, of course, here, and in the hall, and everywhere in the little apartment compound.

This set held a theme that wasn't on display elsewhere.  Or he'd missed it in the focus on woman and futa.  In every one of these pictures, there were one or both of a very large but young looking green-skinned, red-and-yellow haired boy with a perpetual smile, and a rough and tumble pale-gold skinned little girl with raspberry hair.  The toddler giant was mostly with Applejack or Sunset; the slightly older human with Fluttershy or Sunset.

Hopper had a goofy smile.  He adored foals, and one of the things he was really looking forward to if he managed to successfully meet the mating challenges was when the alicorns' contraceptive spells were finally off.  Re-breeding the species didn't seem like that arduous of a task, honestly.

More of a benefit, he thought.  Really, a perk.  At least, I tend to perk a lot when I think about the alicorns, pregnant…  He pondered the pictures, and thought about little colts and fillies climbing all over him like the boy over Applejack, or dragging him off around the palace like the girl hauled Sunset around what looked like kid-safe engineering labs.  Okay, so there's also the no-sex bits of … of being a dad.  I wonder...

A soft, deep voice came from across Twilight.  "They're with their mothers," Sunset said sadly.  "Twilight-- either Twilight, but for this purpose, our Twilight here-- loves kids, but…"

Hopper listened politely, and shifted on the bed.  He looked over at the drowsy futa.  The sadness in hir eyes had returned; with a hint of what looked like anger.  Even fighting corporate forces, shi'd mainly been more concerned about limiting damage, even to the enemy.

He was glad that it was a drone tank he'd sent into orbit.  Not the sun.  This didn't seem like the time to bring that up, though.

Shi grimaced.  "Well, there was some hope for a while you wouldn't be the only alicorn breeding stud.  Two isn't big to found bloodlines on, but it's an embarrassment of riches for a species that's all female except you and me, big guy."  Hir fingers rested on Twilight's sleeping cum-gut.

They were trembling.

To soothe hirself, the big amber herm began to lightly massage the seed-stuffed Twilight.  As Sunset stroked and caressed the sleeping amazon between them, Hopper blinked.  Realization struck, and he replied, "Hey, that's right.  Shouldn't…"

The still cum-bloated futa shook hir head, wildly flaming hair bouncing, and he trailed off into silence.  Shi gave a wry grimace.  "We tried," shi explained, then continued, "With Twilight.  With Fluttershy.  With Applejack, before we gave up.  Here in this world, there in Equestria."  Hir eyes pressed closed and tight.

Hopper reached across Twilight, and gently intertwined his fingers with bitter Sunset's.  Hir fingers trembled lightly in his gentle grip, then stopped.  Exhaling slowly, shi gave him a grateful smile, then went on, "I may be Equestrian by birth, but I can only seem to sire kids with Earth-born now."

Shi sighed bitterly.  Once again he started to ask a question, once again shi shook hir head and continued.  Shi told him, "It's not even exposure to this world, or at least not just exposure to the world, or Twi wouldn't be risking that nice virile breedercache of yours over here."  Rallying a bit, shi gave a half-hearted leer at the vast swell of his nuts resting against-- and over-- Twilight's side.

When the quiet dragged on, Hopper figured shi'd said hir piece for the moment.  Dreading the answer but understanding its likeliness, he tilted his head to the left and guessed, "She got a bit obsessed with figuring it out, didn't she?"

"Yeah."  Another sigh.  "She figured out the cause, at least.  In between the furious crying and grief-filled rage, sure.  We were worried for a bit she was going to go my way, or Starlight's, but she was stronger than that."  Sunset smiled at him.  "She always has been.  She can get depressed, and wait, but she'll always get stronger, and try again.  Nothing stops her."

He knew, but it felt like Sunset was reaching for catharsis, so he stayed silent.  Instead, he reached around Twilight on the other side, and rested a comforting hand on Sunset's hip.  The hefty warfuta grinned, some cheer returning.  Shi wriggled closer-- to him, to Twilight-- pressing hir distended, sloshing belly against Twilight's back and ass.

Hir cum-bloated boobs pressed agaginst Twilight's wings, Sunset kept talking, strength and need driving hir.  Shi said, "Twi just kept studying until she proved pretty conclusively that my transformations-- both the demonic and the ascension-- locked me to the souls of this world.  Another reason I can't really go back to Equestria, though this is my home.  I can't father a kid with an Equestrian.  Something to do with the way that the body is prepared to be ensouled, as I understand it."

Shi snorted and nuzzled Twilight's mane.  "There's an odd little twist," shi said, voice trembling more than hir fingers had.  "My eggs are still Equestrian, though, big guy, so when…"  Hir voice caught.  Hopper rolled carefully, nudging his package warmly against Twilight to get closer himself.  He unclasped hands, and leaned across to stroke Sunset's mane.  Shi smiled gratefully at him.  "So when you wipe that sadness from her memory… when she's nice and juicy and fat with your foals, and so are the rest of 'em…"

Hir voice shook as shi forced hirself into the final explanation.  Shi told him, "I've talked about it with my girls here.  When things are stable with your herd-- I'm sure you've heard this a lot, but don't fuck up there, stud, or you're going to have a lot of cranky females and one pissed-off futa gunning for you-- when promises have been met."  

Hopper gave a wry grin.  "Yeah," he replied softly, still caressing Sunset's long tresses.  "I've gotten the message."  He stuck out his tongue, then returned to the smile.  "Signed, sealed, triplicate, and now whatever your bureaucratic method of choice is here."

Smiling with relief, shi winked at him, as much to force hir own fear away as to acknowledge his grumble.  With Hopper so close, shi wrapped hir upper wing and arm up across his body and Twilight's, snuggling under the drape of his larger wing.


Sunset inhaled deeply, the sloshing cum still welled into hir superlative breasts and belly gurgling around.  Re-centered, shi gave Hopper a hesitant grin.  "We're going to make an offer for a stud fee if you'd…" shi started, stopped, then forced hirself to go on.  "If you'd be up for for being the stud.  No one here can father a kid on me either, and I'd like my children to grow up with a connection to my birthplace.  Also… I enjoy being a dad, sure, but I'm a futa.  One of the Shadow-Straddled.  I want to be both."

Hopper could have made a crack about the threat and performance issues.  He could have blushed and stammered shyly like the females and now females and futa in his life seemed to enjoy reducing him to out-scene.  He did none of those.

Caring didn't stop because Twilight was asleep.  It had to be about his heart, about who he was, as much as it did about pleasing her.  And he hoped that the affection and empathy he felt for Sunset were real, not just "because it pleases my lifelong crush" instincts.

Instead, he laced the strong fingers of his left hand into Sunset's mane and pulled his wing tighter around hir and Twilight both.  He kissed hir full on the lips.  "When I earn the herd-- and I promise you I will do my all to be worthy-- and when my obligations to them are in fulfillment, Sunset, I'd be honored to stud for you."

Then he kissed hir, and he held them both.  Rest came for them, and hope for the future danced in their dreams.