Bigus Dickus
Let me out
No
Let me out
No
Let me out
No
Let me out
No!
…let me out
Luna growled, lifting her head from the pillow, dark rings around her eyes, a sight that many would find ironic on the Princess of the Night. Nightmare Moon, despite her physical banishment with the elements of harmony, still plagued the mind of the moon Princess like an annoying itch that she couldn’t scratch. She thought that after a while she would simply dissipate into nothingness, but alas, Nightmare remained resilient. Nightmare was simply incapable of doing anything, and in the first year she found Nightmare an aid to her loneliness, but after seven years her annoying incessant want to be set free had moved far beyond endearing.
She stretched out her limbs, her joints popping, releasing a drawn yawn before going limp; staring at her ceiling with heavy eye lids, visibly exasperated. She sighed, looking down her body, her hands tracing her body in an unintentionally erotic display. She must have kicked the sheets off during her sleep, leaving bare her sizable D-cup breasts to her moonlight, the ultramarine areola contrasting nicely with her dark blue coat. She propped herself up against the headboard of her bed, and looked past her breasts, looking upon the gift granted to her of alicornhood.
Her cock, which lay flaccid against her thigh, was an entire shade darker than the rest of her body. The cock had a flattened tip, a medial ring near the base, as girthy as her forearm and just as long. The sizable organ was joined by a pair of grapefruit sized balls, which even in her flaccid state produced and churned inside them thick and creamy seed, which more often than not need to be emptied out regularly – something which was not the result of her natural biology – a lingering trait of Nightmare’s occupation of her body. Luna did not contemplate regularly what would have happened if Nightmare had succeeded in her plan of eternal night, but no doubt it would have led to many a mare subjugated to the whims of her cock, a thought which both terrified and aroused her.
Do it
“Oh what now?” Luna rolled her eyes, crossing her arms against her bosom.
Go and act on your base desires! Rape, plunder a mare’s depths, ruin her cunt so that no other can please her! Do it, do it, do it!
“No, no, no!” Luna replied, banging the palm of her hand against her head. “You’re becoming more than a nuisance every day, Nightmare.”
…Let me out
“No!” Luna growled, yelling, and putting her face into her hands sighing with visible vexation.
In that moment, she was struck with a sudden realisation, a vague memory of a spell taught to her several years ago. She didn’t recall its effects, but Princess Cadance told her it would solve her problem… although now she thought about it, she didn’t remember which problem…
Let me out
Screw it.
Frustrated, and with a scowl she turned on her buttocks, throwing her legs off the bed. She stood up with a huff, her toes wiggling on the plush carpet, stretching out her arms as sleep weariness left her. Her breasts, despite gravity, remained firm and close to her chest. Assuredly a godly attribute, and her other godly ‘attribute’ swung just short of her knees, the heavy rod of meat still handing low despite the size of her balls. A combination of which made her flaccid member jut out quite lewdly from her waist, a desirably promiscuous sight. She yawned, smacking her lips together, and outstretching her arms forward from her chest and cracking her fingers. She limbered up, rotating her shoulders and bending over to touch her toes, finally performing a couple of lunges whilst she breathed steady breaths.
She was ready.
She placed the palms of her hands together, closing her eyes as she furrowed her brows in intense concentration. The tip of her four inch long horn alighted with a sphere of dark blue aura, the ball of light fizzled with a powerful as of yet directed magic. The light then coursed down her horn, trickling like water, ending at the base of her horn as she directed it inward. Luna felt her hairs stand on end, the sensation like little fingers dragging down every inch of her body. Her hands began to make subtle little movements, a twitch of a finger, the magic currents within her becoming more organised; following the nerves along every limb starting from the brain. She paused, and nodded her head slightly as she remembered the words of Cadance.
“Big colem fluit, ita magnus, ita Im 'ebrius luna!” She spoke the words with increased volume, parting her eyes as they lit up a bright blue, the spell having been cast around the entity whose presence she could feel in her mind. The entity seemed to evaporate, becoming lighter and lighter in her mind.
What are you doing!
“It’s working,” Luna’s voice held no small amount of glee, her limbs shaking with excitement. She felt Nightmare feebly claw at her mind, trying to remain entrenched, but it was ultimately futile. Within moments, she felt the weight of Nightmare no longer, and she dropped her hands to her stomach as she was overcome with a jolly disposition. “It’s gone! Huzzah! I did it, I did it, I di-“
Luna was given pause, suddenly feeling a tightness in her gut, and found herself suddenly needing breath. She began to inhale greedily, feeling a little dizzy, falling back rump first onto her bed; a hand on the bed railing so she could remain sitting up. Then, she felt the ebbing increase of temperature. Not of the room, or even her head, but her loins instead. She felt the inexplicable desire to part her legs, a hand going to her breast, the fires of her libido growing to near insatiable highs. She felt her cock gorge with blood, growing quickly hard, the broad head tip of her meat soon finding itself covered with the palm of her hand. Pre, already, leaking from the tip.
“W-what’s… going… on…” she was unable to speak properly, out of breath for some unknown reason, but her last coherent thought went out with a whimper. Pleasure overcome. Without even being aware of it initially, her hand began to rapidly stroke her shaft, the profuse leaking of pre making her motions slick and frictionless as she squeezed from base to tip. As she did so, her shaft began to swell in both length and girth, elongating and pulsing outward was the shaft took on a darker hue and increase in size. She was too hazed by lust to notice it however, falling backward onto the bed, moaning unabashed. One of her hands began to tweak the nipple of her left breast, her bottom lip being taken between her teeth, her toes curling in glorious ecstasy.
What perked her mind from her lusty stupor, was in increased weight on her legs. Forcing her eyes to part, unable to bring her hands to stop, she glanced down; her eyes smacking open in alarm. Her cock still inched forward upward, her hips slightly thrusting with every inch the cock expanded, her legs quivering as the swelling brought to her no small amount of pleasure. Her cock became so thick that her fingers no longer touched her thumb, but the pleasure from mere contact alone increased exponentially, her cock twitching as if on the edge of orgasm but simply unable to fall into the blissful state. Not only did her shaft increase in size, but she felt her legs become burdened with a new weight. Her testicles, which were already quite large in size, seemed to slowly balloon and engorge. There was a moment of panic, her balls had quickly become the size of watermelons, and she could feel her sack growing tighter.
Her legs spread even wider to accommodate the size of her growing balls, the bed creaking under the new weight. Meanwhile her cock, which had grown so large and heavy, that it was unable to remain standing up. It fell down onto Luna’s stomach, and she could feel it inch along up to her chest, as if inflating. And it didn’t stop. Luna couldn’t comprehend how she was still conscious. She could feel her own heartbeat through the throbbing of her cock, the huge appendage twitching, still tingling with pleasure despite her hands being plastered to her sides. She grit her teeth, the mere act of its growth proving more pleasurable than her hands.
After a moment of near unbearable pleasure, the room was silent aside from the Princess’ panting breaths. The flathead of her cock was mere inches from her face… from above her forehead. The cock had grown past her head, likely longer than her body by this point, and was obscene in its size. It’s girth, in approximation of her body, would be from the tips of her fingers to her elbow. Her cheek was pressed against the abrasive warm flesh of her own dick, the pulsating member giving off an aroma so erotic that she felt a luxuria so intense for orgasm, that she was barely able to gather her own faculties.
“W-what happened?” She asked allowed, placing a hand against her gargantuan cock to push it to the side, but cringing at the spike of pleasure this brought. She glanced down, and saw her testicles had grown to an insane size, resembling turgid beach balls rather than the cum producers of a stallion or a hermaphrodite like herself. She leant her hips to the right and to the left, and felt her seed slosh around in her newly enlarged balls, and she grimaced. “Dammit.”
After a thousand years I’m finally free of that feeble body!
“W-what?!” Luna exclaimed, searching for the source of the voice, and realised her own cock seemed to suddenly be more vigorous. The veins along her meat became more pronounced, and she clenched an eye closed as it twitched, pangs of pleasure along her dick.
I can feel the air on my skin, the cold of the nightly breeze, and it feels so good… and I’m starving. That’s new.
“You’re my cock now, you fucking idiot,” Luna rolled her eyes, pursing her lips as she rolled onto her side, her cock and testicles pressing into the sheets.
…what?
Luna, instead of replying, poked her cock; receiving a delayed twitch in response, the mere press making her flesh her legs with pleasure.
Oooh, that feels good. But I must admit…this was unexpected.
“Yes,” Luna replied, momentarily furrowing her brows at the surreal nature of talking to her own cock, and she wasn’t even admiring herself in the mirror. “Yes it was.”
…I don’t know where to go from here.
“Neither do I,” replied Luna, feeling awkward. She shifted on the spot, feeling the lingering desire to stroke the flesh of her meat, but thankfully retained enough of her faculties to realise this simply couldn’t do. “Do you think , maybe, you could make yourself smaller.”
And why, should I, do that at all?
“You hold physical form now, right?” Luna asked.
It would seem so, yes?
“Are you aware of the tremendous pain of being kicked in the balls?”
…no
“You can feel now, so would you like to find out?”
…okay, I’ll try.
“Yes you will,” Luna spat, a wry smile on her lips.
Hnnnnng
“What are you doing?” Luna looked at her cock with furrowed brows, the cock flexing along with Nightmare’s exertion.
I’m trying! Hnnnng
Luna could certainly feel something, her fingers curling into fists, her nose getting tickled with a strange scent, her cock getting even harder. “W-what are you doing?”
I don’t know. I do feel something happening, and it feels good
“Well s-stop it,” Luna whimpered, digging her fingers into her flesh, temptation to touch herself skyrocketed. There was something new in the air, an aroma not present before, and it was having an effect on her. Her reservations about stroking her newly possessed member gradually disappeared, and not only did she desire to pump her cock with an unbridled speed, she desired something a tad more carnal. She wanted to fuck. And she wanted it bad.
Meanwhile, unbeknownst to the Princess, there was an overzealous idiot outside her window. Who other to launch a premature invasion on Canterlot, by herself, but (former) Queen Chrysalis of the changelings (also former). The woman crept across the balcony, her heels risen up as she moved on only her tippy toes. Her decision to go after Luna first was entirely due to remaining consistent. The first time ‘invaded’ Canterlot, she went after this sibling first and it only resulted in her decisive defeat and expulsion from Canterlot. The second time, she saved the Princess of the night for last, and it resulted in her losing her entire realm. So maybe the results from this ‘invasion’ would be a tad more successful, after all, third time is the charm! Or so she thought, by this point her repeated defeats more a drain in her overall sanity rather than her increased tactical awareness on how to combat the near omnipotent beings.
Her decision to invade whilst fully nude was curious, her black chitin-like flesh exposed entirely to the night time air. Her sizable breasts were capped with dark green nipples, the black mounds soft and as large soccer balls. Her hips were wide, as expected of a dictionary defined brood mother. Her ass was justly large as well, greater than simple palm full, likely enough to replace a pillow if one were brave enough to try and sleep on the former queen’s derriere. And between her legs, as expected of a mother, was a surprisingly tight snatch; the only difference between it and that of a normal woman was that instead of pink one gets a bright green. Now that she thought about it, casting her eye to the pile of discarded clothing on the other side of the balcony, she didn’t decide to invade nude at all. She blinked, looking to the foot of the balcony door confused, her nose feeling itchy.
Shaking her head, rubbing her eyes, she concluded mistake has been made at all. Yes, it was entirely her idea to get nude, it makes complete sense doesn’t it? Chrysalis rubbed her head as she pushed on the door, her thoughts becoming less and less coherent, her pussy becoming moist for seemingly no reason. As the door clicked open, Chrysalis pushed through with heavy steps, and was immediately hit with a heavy air. Her inhalation of which, made her immediately fall into a pant, her legs threatening to buckle from beneath her, her cunt begging to be filled. Her body’s reaction to the aroma hit than she her senses were able to initially perceive, and when she took a few plodding steps into the room, her neck craned to the left. Her hands had taken to squeezing her own breasts, if only to help tolerate her incomparably high arousal, but her eyes opened wide when her cat-like irises landed upon Princess Luna.
“W-what’s this?” Chrysalis yelped, eyes practically bulging out her sockets, tracing Luna’s colossal cock. A myriad of emotions went through her mind at that moment. Confusion, disgust, anxiety, hunger, and lust. At the mere sight of it her gut tied into knots, her heart pumped, and her cunt began to trickle juice down her thighs.
“Chrysalis!” Luna exclaimed, her teeth gritting as she propped herself up, an eye clenched as she tried to fight the increasing arousal within her. “What are you doing here?”
Is it just me, or are you also experiencing a latent desire to plough her?
Luna didn’t want to reply, but it didn’t stop her answer being yes in a near childlike glee. Her eyes looked over the queen’s profile, going from her breasts to her outstanding ass, and internally lamented that her cock wasn’t inside her right at that moment, pursing her lips to mute a whimper. “A-another futile attempt to… to…” her words disappeared, unable to properly think.
Chrysalis’ lips only quivered. She wanted to retort in some way or another, smile in rebellious mocking, or to take a cheap shot and deliver onto Luna a powerful bolt of magic… but she was unable to. Luna, having transitioned from her side to her knees - to attempt to look imposing despite the situation - had only managed to accentuate her genitalia even more. Her cock coming out from her waist was obscenely erotic, her large plush testicles the size of beach balls, and Chrysalis’ thoughts were consumed with desire for them both. Her dignity gone, she fell to her knees, curled over as her fingers went straight to pleasing her own burning cunt, teeth gritted as she supressed a ardour laced moan.
“W-what are you doing?” Luna’s voice was below normal speaking volume, her breaths quickening at the sight. She followed the other woman’s fingers, how quickly they became slathered with her own juices as she hooked her finger into her own love canal with a carnal ferocity, easing more of her digits inside as she released desperate whimpers. The sight of Chrysalis in such state both worried, and stirred her lust. Her cock, despite being so gargantuan and heavy, pulsated and rose from the bed at the sight of the masturbating Queen.
Just get up and fuck her already. She obviously wants it.
Luna didn’t reply, but her body did, her knees shuffled forward. She got onto her feet, and surprised herself that she was able to remain standing. She began to walk toward Chrysalis, the Queen’s eyes widened, and her tongue lolled from out her mouth in a sight of pure eroticism and want. Luna hadn’t even cleared the distance between her and Chrysalis before the Queen crawled on all fours toward the cock, which throbbed almost beckoningly for the Queen’s touch, which she was all too eager to comply.
Luna nearly fell to the sensation. It was only her touch, but something Nightmare had done increased the sensitivity of her member tenfold, and she released a groan from her gullet. Chrysalis, as soon as she laid her hands on Luna’s meaty stick, felt as though on the edge of rapture itself. She pressed her cheek against the broad headed tip, and moaned at the contact, immediately passing her tongue through her lips to finally have a taste of her as of that moment greatest desire. The both of them received a spike of bliss, the taste exceeding ambrosia to the Queen, and the tongue’s little flicks and dances on her tip made Luna curl over groan.
“I want this inside of me, to ravage my holes and fuck me raw, you fucking bitch,” the Queen’s spite and lust came through all in one sentence, and Luna’s meat throbbed at the thought, releasing a football sized dollop of pre from the tip, the salty bitter liquid washing over Chrysalis’ joyous face. The Queen’s hands meanwhile, still attempted some meagre attempt at satiated, plunging four fingers deep to the knuckle in an attempt to get a fullness that she had no hope of achieving.
“H-how?” Luna asked in a mutter, unable to see how such a thing would be possible, her hand tending to her shaft with rapid strokes.
I may be able to assist with that…
“Please,” Luna said, a laborious whisper. She aimed her sights to the fellating woman on the end of her cock, whose tongue lapped at the Princess’ cock ahead with an increasing amount of vigor, her eyes rolling into the back of her head somehow in ecstasy. “You want it? Then bend over and present yourself, whore Queen.”
“Fuck off,” replied Chrysallis, her voice sultry, giving one final lick before reluctantly tearing her tongue away from the cock. She couldn’t have turned around and presented herself quicker. A part of her, long buried by this point, told her that this is impossible and may literally kill her in attempting to do so. The loudest part however, told her how amazing this would feel, incomparable to anything else she may ever experience. “Fuck me. Hard.”
Luna eyed the sight of the presenting woman with a hungry stare, the perfect green little slit in the black flesh was all too tempting, although her eyes also drifted upward. The former Queen’s ass was perfect, the great black cheeks looked perfect to just rub her cock between, the cushions of flesh had a magnificent sheen. She inched her cock forward, and bit her bottom lip upon pressing the flat head tip against Chysralis’ snatch, the mere contact like little electric jolts of pleasure.
“Stuff my cunt, do it. Fill me, ruin me, destroy me. I command you,” Chrysalis spat, snarling at the Princess. Luna, admittedly, did not care for her attitude but it was hard to turn down such a…
That hole may be a tad small…
“What,” Luna whispered, resisting the urge to thrust forward into the woman’s cunt, which pressed against her rod with light pressure from its owner.
Yes, yes, there’s only so much I can do unfortunately… but didn’t this woman fuck you up twice? Why give her what she wants. Isn’t a revenge a little warranted? Why not try the alternative hole, the one which I know you desire…
Luna hated to admit it, but Nightmare was right. Even through the fog of her libido, there remained inside a little bit of spite within her, and there are other ways to pleasure oneself beside a tight cunt…
“W-what are you doing?” Chrysalis’ voice was laced with panic, feeling the large cock push not against her cunt but her ass, parting the large cheeks.
“Complying, my Queen,” Luna quipped sarcastically, the Queen’s asshole a darker shade of green than her cunt. The former queen of the changelings writhed in place, the part of her that didn’t want to be raped in the ass was overshadowed by her potent want to be fucked, regardless of hole.
“D-don’t do it,” she half-heartedly pleaded, her ass unprompted into gyrating against the twitching erection, prompting a bead of pre to lubricate her awaiting asshole. Luna couldn’t grip Chrysalis’ hips, but the Queen pressed her chest against the floor, squashing her breasts against the carpet, giving Luna a better angle to simply thrust forward.
“I want to do this, but…” Luna gave a final statement of apprehension, the cock far too large to plausibly penetrate the woman, who whilst she despised, did not want to end the life of.
I want this too. You’re just going to have a smidgen of faith. Trust me… besides, gore would sorely ruin the mood.
Luna furrowed her brows, but at the sight of Chrysalis swaying her ass from side to side, looking over her shoulder with a sultry gaze laced with hate, she bit her lip. “I’m going to fuck you now.”
“Stop talking and just do it!”
“Gladly.”
Luna applied pressure, pushing her hips and cock against Chrysalis’ backdoor, and was a little surprised she felt her cock inch forward. Chrysalis, instead of pain from having her hole stretch unnaturally far to accommodate Luna’s length, could only gargle out a cry of pleasure instead. The smell of pungent eroticism from Luna’s cock, the feeling of soft carpet against her flesh, the taste of Luna’s cock, and of course the stretching off her ass; all blending into a blissful cocktail that her mind drank greedily, and she was only on her first glass.
Luna, meanwhile, bit her lip with enough force to suddenly prompt the taste of copper in her mouth, blood drawn. The tightness was agonisingly good, her toes curling into the carpet, her cock twitching inside of Chrysalis’ ass. She wanted more. She wanted to grip those great mounds of black flesh between her hands, and squeeze as she pounded the former Queen, and be deafened by her screams of orgasmic bliss. This sentiment was shared by the green eyed woman, who with a longing whimper, tried to shuffle backward to take in more of Luna’s shaft to little avail.
“Fuck me already!” Chrysalis spat, her cunt dripping juices onto the carpet, her fingers plunging into her cunt.
“You want it all?” Luna asked behind gritted teeth, legs wobbling. She definitely wanted it, but to put the spiteful woman in her place would go a long way to making this extra special.
“Not as much as you want me,” Chrysalis replied, jeering, punctuating with a sway of her ass.
“Very well then,” Luna shrugged, and whilst requiring a lot of will, she began to tug slightly at her cock, as if you pull away.
“W-what are you doing?” Chrysalis sounded panicked, and as if you prove Luna, her body crawled backward into her length.
“Admit it,” Luna grinned, flexing her cock inside the Queen’s ass, “you want it.”
“F-fine,” Chrysalis requited, fierce in tone, “I want your cock.”
“You what?” Luna teased, and took a step forward, bracing as several inches of her meat disappeared into her lover’s ass.
“I want it, p-please!” Chrysalis’ voice trembled before her tongue lolled from her mouth, her legs twitched as more of the meat was plunged into her several more inches, barely a quarter of Luna’s meat in her ass.
“W-want what?” Luna was snide and saccharine, a near somewhat malevolent smile on her lips.
“Your cock, I want it, I want it, I want…” Chrysalis trailed off, begging, the words designed to be mellifluous.
“Good,” Luna’s reply short, but was followed by a smirk.
Luna’s attempt to bury her shaft in Chrysalis’ hole was aided by her cock being pushed upon by the prostrating Queen, whose little movements were almost alike little thrusts. Despite Luna’s domineering demeanour, she found it hard to not buckle under pleasure’s assault on her cock, the tight hole she had penetrated unlike anything she had ever felt before. A tight embracing warmness around her cock, that was so tight it was like every second that passed her meat was being squeezed and milked, and her balls churned her cum ready for release at any moment.
Chrysalis, after Luna had penetrated her with half her length, suddenly felt a strange sensation in her gut, almost as if something was pushing against her from inside out. She looked beneath herself, and saw a small but visible distension in her stomach, almost as if in the early months of pregnancy. With another step, the distension grew larger, several inches from the floor. However, Chrysalis was too enraptured to care about silly little things as deformities of the stomach, the throbbing cock in her ass was the only thing she needed to give any care to at the moment.
“T-this shouldn’t be possible,” Luna asked in a whisper, eyes clenched closed as her medial ring passed into Chrysalis’ rear, her body curled over to finally wrap her hands around the former Queen’s waist; her fingers squeezing into her flesh with an odd tenderness.
Well, this is the best I could do all things considered. Fortunately for her, her biology doesn’t require any internal organs beside the heart and brain really. I recommend you not look beneath her, but hey, why let a little physical deformity get in the way off a good fucking?
Luna didn’t really pay Nightmare any mind, slamming her hips into Chrysalis’ perfect ass. The muffled smack of fur and flesh was strangely erotic to both their ears beside of course Luna being hilt deep into Chrysalis, both simultaneously released great groans of sexual gratification, the mighty throb of Luna’s cock threatened to life Chrysalis from the floor it was so strong. Although, Chrysalis was already partially from the floor anyway, the bulge in her stomach the distinct outline of a cock. The large distension made contact with the carpet and pushed her up from the floor slightly, leaving her on her knees and hands. She didn’t care however, Luna’s testicles pressing against her made her cunt clench, her mind drunk on the scent of Luna’s potency.
“How’s it feel?” Luna asked in a teasing manner, fingers massaging into Chrysalis’ sizable rump. She received a wordless reply, just a strangulated sound in the back of the throat, someplace between gargle and moan, but she did feel Chrysalis’ tight hole constrict around her length if that meant anything.
Oh stop with this tiresome dirty talk.
Luna pulled back her hips slowly, finding the sight of her slowly retreating cock appealing. More and more of her meat came back out from Chrysalis’ ass and spread the cheeks apart, her own shaft slick with her own pre. She pulled out just short of the medial ring, before slamming her pole back into the freshly penetrated hole with a smack; a black fleshed woman beneath her releasing a yelp. She pulled back and slammed back in again, the act of thrusting a cock into another woman was new to her, yet it came naturally to her. Her hips almost swayed as she adopted an inconsistent rhythm, stopping occasionally to grit her teeth and curl her toes, before resuming. Chrysalis remained tight, not wanting Luna’s meat to leave her at all, her cunt juice flowing unabated down her legs, some droplets falling straight on to the carpet.
The smell and sounds of sex was intoxicating, Luna’s thrusts grew more fervent, and Chrysalis was reduced to a moaning wreck. Luna’s hands snaked between Chrysalis’ legs from her hips, and one of her fingers went to exploiting her clit for more moans, the yields great. Chrysalis writhed under Luna, movements weak. Everything was overpowering, her mind empty of thought, just simply processing it all. Her stretched hole brought overwhelming pleasure where there should have been pain, and so great was this pleasure that it coursed through her body like a strong electric current, paralysing her movements and leaving her a drooling moaning wreck. She loved it.
“You became quite the whore for my cock rather quickly, no?” Luna rhetoric was punctuated by a strong slam of her hips following every word, each time her hips connected with the bountiful flesh of Chrysalis’ ass, the former Queen gave an arduous groan; rearing her head to reveal her expression of utter bliss. Luna smirked, burying her shaft hilt deep into the woman’s ass and leant down, forcefully grabbing Chrysalis’ face and bringing it to hers, their lip locking and tongues writhing in a lustful kiss.
Whilst their tongues wrestled, Luna continued to thrust in a messy tempo, moaning into each other’s mouths. It was near hedonistic, Luna’s hands worked on coaxing out of Chrysalis greater and greater highs of pleasure, a hand tweaking her nipple another roughly pressing and doing circles around her clit. Her reason for doing this was purely out of keeping things fair. Whilst the pleasure that Chrysalis was undergoing rendered her immobile, Luna was struggling to keep her faculties in order, a thin line between sane and going feral in her desire to cum. Speaking of which, her humongous testicles churned in her tight sack, the seed sloshing as pressure built at the base of her meat. She was close, her thrusts growing ever harsher and forceful, growling into Chrysalis’ mouth as she fucked her.
Surprisingly, the burning lust in Luna’s room was not isolated. Beneath her door, where a trickle of light from the hallway filtered in, a duo of shadows stood unmoving. Outside her room, there stood two of the royal guard, trying their best to remain stoic faced. They could hear what was occurring in the room, actually, they didn’t know what was occurring at all. Yet the two women - white coated, tall, and clad in golden armour – had felt their bodies gradually increase in temperature over the night. Between their legs, underneath their golden greaves, their cunts were soaking wet. The weaker willed guard fidgeted slightly on the spot, her greaves preventing her from rubbing her legs together to get slight satisfaction. This was their state five minutes ago, when Chrysalis had too fallen under the intoxicating aroma of Luna’s sex. Now…
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!”
The physically smaller of the two was without any of her lower plate, legs naked, pussy exposed. She was on her back, hips upward, legs apart. The other was similarly dressed, although she was standing, her feet planted next to the laying guard’s head and back; their cunts aligned. The larger guard, near Amazonian in stature, smashing her cunt into the smaller guards with a desperate whimper. Their pussies grinded against one another, the Amazonian had her arms wrapped around the smaller guard’s legs, just so she could apply more force as well as keep her steady. Their clits rubbing over one another left them panting, sweating, feeling blissful. The smaller mare, so was she drowning in pleasure, that she quickly forgot her boyfriend. The Amazonian, so focused on getting every bit of ecstasy she could from fucking the mare, that she hadn’t noticed the large white coated figure with an elegantly flowing mane heading toward her,
Celestia’s legs had been matted with juice for most of the evening. She had been in the royal kitchens when, whilst in mid conversation with one of the chefs, he had tried to subtlety masturbate under the table. She jumped away in disgust, when she had noticed it wasn’t isolated to him. One the waitresses had bent herself over counter, a nervous expression on her face, meanwhile one of the wooden mixture spoons had been pushing into her cunt all the way to the actual ‘spoon’. She would have asked what they were doing, but just as she was about to she looked down, parting her legs, her panties so moist they were leaking through. Grimacing, she looked around, apologetic.
She left the kitchens, and she looked for the cause with all the haste required. She began to notice, that the higher she ascended in the castle, the more promiscuous and unashamed people became. Guardsman on their buttocks, masturbating their cocks, maids using the edges of tables to masturbate through their panties. Some reluctantly stopped at the sight of their princess, others apologised and continued, bright blushes on their faces. The sight of these promiscuities did little to help Celestia remain composed, occasionally she would state overlong as at one of the many cocks on display, swallowing. Her eyes occasionally flicked to women, who she never showed interest in, she was now ogling just as much as the men.
Near the upper floors, things began to spiral out of control. Women, who she knew were straight thanks to less than savoury gossip, were locked in furious kisses with mares, plunging fingers knuckle deep into each other’s pussies. Men, some of whom she knew were happily married with families, were moaning in a mixture of pleasure and pain as they were fucked mercilessly by large cocked guardsman. As desirable as she found the sights, biting her lips and clasping together her legs, she knew this couldn’t be allowed to continue. They were clearly not acting on their own accords, simply following their instinct to fuck or be fucked.
On the top floor, were people were sparse beside the occasional duo of guard, her loins here grew the hottest. Every step was taken with the occasional break, hand on the wall as she took a breather, trying to supress her burning want; her cunt clenching around a cock that was simply absent. As she passed by couples, sometimes in threes and fours, she had the strong desire to join them. Celestia noticed, or rather remembered, that Luna was on this floor. She momentarily forgot her lust, and was now worried for her sibling. She was near frantic, worrying that Luna was in the middle of all this. She didn’t like either scenario that Luna was the cause, or that Luna was being negatively affected by this. What if Luna hadn’t been as badly affected, but others were? She was powerful, but what if other men or women had tried to set themselves upon her? She had to protect her sister.
Outside her sister’s bedroom she saw too guardswomen fucking with at a fervour she hadn’t observed yet. It lacked any kind of passion and was simply lust, with a particularly tall woman barring her teeth and grinding her hips against the smaller woman’s cunt, coats matted with love juices and sweat. Celestia began to feel hot, whimpering as she tore her gown off, her head sized breasts bouncing free, chest heaving. The rest of her torn apparel fell to the floor, leaving her wearing only her shoes and white panties, which had gotten so wet they were practically negligible. Her steps were heavy, and the sight of those fucking girls looked as enticing as a clear water pool in the desert, not only to drink but to cool her loins.
Regardless, she skirted by them, careful not to interrupt. Although they didn’t seem to care, they didn’t care for courtesy, nor did they even acknowledge the presence of their princess; lost in screwing one another senseless. Celestia pushed open the door, and something thick inhaled through her nose. She came. As did the guards behind her, and from hearing her myriad of loud moans from out the hall, so did the rest of the people on the floor. She buckled, eyes closed, legs tight. Her cunt clenched, and she grabbed her own breasts and squeezed the orbs as her limbs tensed up with orgasmic bliss.
She looked up with one clenched eye and saw Luna, and her mouth dropped open. Luna was locking lips with a sworn enemy of Equestria, but that was a minor infraction compared to how senselessly she was fucking her. The cock wasn’t new to Celestia, she was aware of its appearance after her sister had returned to normal, and spent many a night consoling her sibling on her deformity. But she was surprised at its sheer size. It must have been as lock as her leg (as far as she could tell), and incomparably thick, and it was all inside Chrysalis! She was fascinated, mostly by Chrysalis’ ecstasy, and felt a slither of shame at how envious she was. It was a truly mouth-watering sight, and ever slowly she began to crawl toward the pair of them, drooling.
Luna didn’t notice Celestia, not that she would anyway so close to orgasm. Her thrusts had become more desperate, little rapid slams of hips against Chrysalis, plunging deep. She found herself tearing from the kiss, just groaning into the air, panting with her tongue falling from her mouth. It hit her like a punch in the gut, causing to her to curl over as her cock throbbed. Her balls churned and suddenly, her balls emptied. She felt her seed travel up her shaft, the thick torrent of cum so full of volume she could actually feel it. It was actually Chrysalis that signalled her cum had flowed from her shaft, releasing a long drawn out groan as the warm sticky fluid filled her up. Luna moaned as she filled up Chrysalis, and felt her own shaft become covered in her own cum. She pumped out so much of the white sticky liquid, that Chrysalis felt the already large distension in her stomach grow larger, her stomach expanding as she was filled with cum. Chrysalis experienced multiple orgasms, her moans evolving into screams of ecstasy, unable to stop her hips from swaying around Luna’s meat. After several seconds, seed began to pour out of Chrysalis’ ass, her cavity already filled, and Luna found herself having to withdraw her cock from the perfect ass.
She took steps back, Chrysalis limply trying to following but going limp as she was shook with another orgasm. When Luna pulled out the flare, another rope of cum fired from her shaft, trailing from the crack of Chrysalis’ rump to her neck. A few more weaker spurts plastered against the big black cheeks, and Chrysalis spread her legs apart as she went limp, her pussy pressing against the carpet still clenching. Luna fell backwards onto her ass, light headed, but still rock hard. She didn’t notice, but her cock shrunk in size somewhat, as did her balls. Still longer than her body, but just a little above her forehead. Her balls slightly deflated, but still large enough to force her legs to part.
She didn’t have long to have respite.
Celestia, almost alike a zombie, was drawn to it. Her movements slow, eyes distant, mouth agape. She didn’t care that it was monstrously large, or that it belonged to her sister. She just wanted cock. Luna simply breathed in and out, somewhat dazed. After a moment she felt finger tips at the base of her meat, and thought Chrysalis was already down for round two, however upon opening her eyes she was taken aback.
His sister was touching her with wide glazed eyes, her mouth so close that she could feel the little breaths on her cock. Luna was for a moment broken from her state of post coital bliss, pushed a tired limb against Celestia’s face, trying to push her away as her own body fought against her.
Come on, let it happen. No one will know… well, beside your sworn enemy and maybe a couple of guards, but who’ll believe them anyway? Enjoy this.
“N-no,” Luna resisted, although feeble, trying to move away from her horny sibling. She moved backward toward her bed, but Celestia remained attached, her tongue licking against Luna’s fingers. Luna felt trapped when her back hit her bed, and grimaced as her hand gave way, Celestia’s cheek pressing into the base of her shaft. “This is wrong.”
“So big, so thick,” Celestia spoke in a voice that wasn’t her own, breathy and full of lust, a foreign voice to Luna’s ears. When Celestia outstretched her tongue, and pressed it against Luna’s shaft, Luna released a whimper. Pleasure and shame, she looked away, knowing that her own sister was tasting her shaft. This wasn’t her sister. This wasn’t her Tia.
“Sister, please,” Luna begged, her legs tensing up as Celestia took space between her legs, Celestia’s hands on her thighs, giving her slick shaft starved licks; gorging on the cum leftover on her rock hard appendage. Luna tried limply to kick, to move further away, to no success. “Stop.”
Don’t tell me. Are you seriously upset? Is that a tear about to come from your eye? Ugh, don’t be such a wimp.
At the sound of her sister’s sniffle, Celestia shook her head, and looked beside the massive rod up to her sister’s saddened expression. She climbed up her sister, avoiding the cock, almost ignoring it entirely. Her left palm landed on Luna’s breast and her other tenderly pressed against her cheek, her brows furrowed as she looked at her sister with worry. “Luna?”
“Celestia?” Luna pressed her own hand against Celestia’s, and leant into its warm touch.
“Yes, sister mine?” Celestia smiled, tiling her head slightly, her eyes were locked with Luna’s.
“W-what are you doing?” Luna asked, expression softening, becoming lost in her sister’ s lavender eyes.
“I think you know,” said Celestia softly, raising Luna’s chin as she inched her lips forward.
“We sho-“ Luna was interrupted by a soft kiss from Celestia, whose tongue tried to prey entry into Luna’s mouth. Luna found herself quickly acquiescing, parting her lips and teeth, placing a palm against her sister’s cheek. The intimacy they were sharing now was new to them both, but it came so naturally, as if it were meant to be. Luna felt Celestia grind her pussy against the base of her shaft, and instead of recoiling her cock throbbed in yearning.
Luna maneuverer upward, climbing backwards up the bed whilst her sister followed, their lips keeping them together. They wrapped their arms around each other, their kiss becoming messier as lust overtook them once again. Celestia every few moments would drag her tongue up Luna’s neck and cheek, tasting the sweat on her coat. It was driven by pure carnality, but her sister’s taste caused her cunt to tighten, and grind against Luna’s meat. Luna wrapped her arms around her sister, and turned her onto her back, sandwiching her cock between the two of their bodies. Celestia nuzzled against the head of her cock, smiling as the thick meat slid over her face.
“It’s so big,” Celestia admired, kissing and rubbing her cheek against it. Luna only huffed, flinching at the spark of pleasure the kiss gave her, her dick giving a single twitch. “I want it inside me.”
Luna imparted a kiss upon Celestia’s lips as she backed away, her cock dragging down over Celestia’s bosom and stomach, before the flattened tip was pressed between the junction of her thighs. Luna, despite her lust, was apprehensive about this. Her immense size didn’t impart any harm upon Chrysalis, but she held more worry for her sister than some Changeling enemy. But unlike Chrysalis, Celestia looked down her body not at her cock, her sultry expression combined with warm smile prompted Luna’s cock to throb out a bead of pre. With a nervous grin Luna edged her cock forward, her sister’s plump pussy lips parted wide to receive her, Celestia’s throat releasing a long breathy groan.
The flare finally passed through her tight lower lips and Celestia silently rejoiced, her chested rising up and down with an elated smile. Luna meanwhile had to pause. She had just penetrated her sister, and instead of shame, she felt only jubilant. It was tight, warm, snug one could say. The tight moistness was leagues better than Chrysalis, and she couldn’t control her hips as they thrust forward, using enough force to bury another five inches inside her sister’s canal. Celestia raised her hips, moaning in sheer delight, and the moans motivated Luna to continue (not that the immense pleasure wasn’t enough). She glided forward at a slow pace, filling her sister with more and more of her cock, the inhuman size leaving a throbbing bulge in Celestia’s stomach.
Celestia traced a finger around it, and Luna shivered at the feeling. Luna was three quarters in, and pressed her hands on her sister’s thighs, squeezing her softly. Celestia was tightening her cunt around Luna’s cock, and her hands stroked Luna’s erection through her stomach, uncaring of the phantasmagorical nature of it all. Luna smacked her hips against Celestia’s pelvis, going balls deep into her sibling with a groan of ecstasy, Celestia’s moan was brief and high pitched. The white coated woman, in her pleasured throes, wrapped her legs tightly around Luna’s back; keeping her embedded within. When Luna tried to pull out, Celestia was quick to pull her back in, tightening her grip with a grin.
“We… can’t, unless I can pull out, dear sister,” Luna’s tone was desperate, her hips grinding against Celestia to stimulate her cock, albeit slightly.
“I don’t want you out of me for more than a second, sister mine,” Celestia was kind in voice, cupping Luna’s blushing face in her hands. Luna lowered down to press her lips against Celestia’s, her hands wrapping around the back of her head as they swapped saliva, their breasts squashing against one another; their erect nipples gliding over each other as rubbed against each other’s bodies.
Luna tried to leave Celestia’s snatch to thrust back in, but her sister was content on doing half the job for her, pulling her back in with an audible smack. Celestia’s cunt was a sensation unlike any other, as if a billion tongues were pressing against her shaft and licking her. The hole was tight, and seemed to squeeze her length in all the right spots. Luna was partly intrigued, and wanted to watch her rod leave her sister’s genital embrace, just to watch it go back in. But the kiss she was sharing with her was orgasmic, the aftertaste of some desert and mint, combined with the mere thought that this was her sister’s tongue she was battling with her own was far more enjoyable.
They fucked with a genuine love. Their caresses of each other, whilst sometimes rough and carnal, were interspersed with soft rubs and strokes. Luna’s thrusts were still interrupted by Celestia pulling her back in, but she relented somewhat, allowing her to pull out more of her meat to pound back into her pussy with. After a while Luna felt the base of her cock moist and wet with her sister’s pussy juice, and the smell of her sister’s arousal made her thrusts harder and faster, much to Celestia’s delight. Luna’s hands glided down her sister’s body, and squeezed her digits into her sister’s ass, so that she could angle her cock to go as deep as possible into her sister’s depths.
Oh look at you. You’ve gotten quite into this. A taboo, a vile public display, a crime even! And almost no cajoling on my part. I think I can say with sincerity that I’m proud of you Luna.
Luna growled, although out of annoyance or a carnal instinct no one could know. Celestia felt the veins and girth of Luna’s cock swell within her cunt, the sensation tearing from her a groan as her pussy stretched even more to her sister’s swelling meat. So was she taken by this sensation that her legs became limp, and on Luna’s next thrust, she was entirely unprepared…
Luna pulled back, and was surprised by the lack of resistance, pulling nearly a quarter of her length out past the medial ring. On thrusting back in, Luna gasped, the tight embrace of her medial ring was blasphemous in its sheer heavenly delight. Celestia was caught off guard when instead of remaining still to ride out her orgasm, Luna gave several hard bucks, her fingers digging into Celestia’s rump as her cock throbbed as her cum travelled down it. Celestia gasped as Luna’s cock flared, the first rope of Luna’s semen firing into her womb filled her to the brim, and it was only her first shot. It filled her stomach with a warmness that was comparable to a nice hot cup of tea, or when someone you loved was in close proximity. However not a second passed before Luna bucked again, another pump of semen releasing into Celestia’s already full womb and pouring out past her cervix, leaking onto the bed sheets.
The volume of cum wasn’t as much as she expended into Chrysalis, but the amount was still enough to force her cock out of her sister’s snatch, and leave a steady trickle of cum leaking from Celestia’s pussy. The orgasm shook them both, Luna stroking the last few strands drops of cum from her shaft on instinct whilst on the back of her knee, plastering cum on Celestia’s stomach. Celestia meanwhile heaved, squeezing her bosom. The ecstasy and fatigue hit them both, and they both fell back in exhaustion, breathing with dreamy smiles on their lips as they rode bliss. Inexplicably, they both fell to sleep near immediately.
Well… that was something. While I can say I enjoyed it exceedingly much, I am rather peckish. I wonder why that is? Oh, I see. I suppose if I’m a phallus now, it would only make sense that exhuming parts of my mass would leave me… longing.
Luna’s cock, which was laying limply by the side of her leg pointing directly between Celestia’s legs, began to move independently. It was an odd sight, Luna’s limp length lifting upwards, the tip moving about almost as if sniffing. It stopped between Celestia’s cunt, the tip pressing against the gaping hole and began to flex. When it pulled away, there wasn’t a drop of semen left pouring from Celestia’s hole.
How odd. Still hungry… there was some left on her stomach, I shall partake.
Luna’s cock outreached for Celestia’s stomach, finding itself too short, tugging from Luna’s waist. With a great lurch forward, the cock elongated, becoming thinner but longer in the process. It flare travelled up Celestia like a vacuum, partaking in the various fluids matted into her fur, ending on the stomach to drink its own cum.
This is perhaps the strangest thing to occur in all of my history, well, besides being beaten by a bunch of women with friendship as a catalyst for their magic. At least this makes sense…
After Celestia’s stomach was clear of Luna’s fluids, the cock remained pressed against her, for what one could surmise is overly long.
I’m still hungry… and dare I say, Celestia tastes quite splendid… no, no, no, what am I thinking? I couldn’t possibly… but she tastes so superb!
The cock elongated even further, becoming more alike a dark purple tendril than an actual tool for sex, brushing past Celestia’s cheek and pressing atop her head. The urethra spread apart, slowly taking in the top of Celestia’s head and hair. It stopped its consumption momentarily, pausing at her forehead. The tightness of this hole wasn’t enough to wake the sun Princess, but only make her squirm at the comfortableness, her dream self was wearing too tight a tiara.
I will try to make this quick, I suppose. A mercy is the least I could do. But what else can I say? Perhaps some final words of respect? Um… you were… expedient at defeating me the first time..? No, no… bah, I’m sure Luna will have a better eulogy. Ta-ta.
In one ‘gulp’ the cock passed over Celestia’s neck, and Celestia was awoken by a familiar and intoxicating stench. The pungent smell that washed over the entire castle was strongest here, and despite the claustrophobic tightness, her cunt began to remoisten. Her hands however went not to her cunt, but to her face, to feel the taut flesh that wrapped around her. As it advanced down her, she moaned, the aroma becoming thicker and more mind numbingly delightful. Celestia shuffled upwards, yearning for more. As more and more of her disappeared inside Luna’s fleshy tube, she came closer and closer to achieving bliss. When she was swallowed past her breasts, her cunt began to clench and she moaned as orgasm washed over her.
It wasn’t her last.
Every inch further the cock trailed down her, her legs quivered time and time again, her pussy so moist with juice that it soaked the best sheets below her. Orgasm and ecstasy were not put on hold, she kept cumming and cumming. By the time she was swallowed to her knees, her eyes had rolled into the back of her head, no longer moaning and as if in a state of nirvana. Finally at it reached her knees, her mind was blank, not even aware of the situation anymore. When it had finally consumed her, swallowing her whole, she felt as though she became ephemeral. Gone.
The cock pulled back, placing itself back between Luna’s legs.
Well… I sort of regret that now. Although she did seem to be enjoying herself, and she didn’t put up any sort of fight. Curious really. I’m not as hungry though. I hope Luna isn’t too ma- oof
The veins along the length of Luna’s cock become pronounced as her length began to pulsate, and gave such a strong throb as to prompt Luna awake. “W-what?”
Luna looked down in surprise as for the second time this evening, her cock began to swell. The flesh of her rod gave a single twitch, and lengthened several inches, and Luna moaned. Beside this, her testicles began to grow and inflate, the orbs far exceeding the size of her sack. The tightness gave to her an unmatchable pleasure, as did her growing cock. Her moans were almost frightful, the cock growing longer and longer than it was before, the tip going off the edge of the bed; the stretching flesh growing more taut and pleasurable. When it finally stopped, every passing breeze was felt against the skin of her meat, and she bit her teeth to suppress a moan from her throat.
Well, this is quite unexpected.
“W-what, wh- where’s my sister?” Luna placed a hand against her forehead, trying to comprehend everything, a headache taking root in her head. Her huge balls were double the sized they were before, and her cock half a size larger than her body. Despite arousal and confusion, worry was prevalent in her mind.
W-well…
“Where is she!”
D-don’t be mad.
“I swear, if you did anything to her I will tear you from my crotch, and rip you to pieces!” Luna growled, absolutely fuming. Her rage fuelled her, propping herself up to stare angrily down at her own penis.
P-please, t-try to calm down.
I hate to agree with… that, but you have to calm down my dear sister.
“W-what?” Luna’s voice was brittle, scanning around the room for the source of the familiar voice.
I am just as confused, if not more so than you. Hello?
Yes, this is certainly odd, isn’t it?
“Where are you?” Luna continued to look around, picking up the voice was near her some where.
I believe…
I’m right here Luna, right… here, wherever ‘here’ is.
“What does it look like?” Luna asked, and halted her search, relying on her ears.
Wait a minute…
It’s hard to describe. It doesn’t ‘look’ like anything. But I feel… warm.
“I-is that all?” Luna looked to the ceiling, her lip quivering. Had her sister died?
Ha ha ha ha! Oh, this is simply hilarious, and just a slither of tragedy at the same time...
“What?” Luna asked contralto, teeth gritted.
Well, I think I found her. Somewhere close… really close.
“Stop with your stupid riddles. Tell me whe-“
I think I’m semen.
Bah, you just had to ruin it. You’re really incapable of letting anyone get to solutions on their own aren’t you?
“W-what?!” Luna looked down to her own sack, fingers clawed beside her chest, looking at the massive orbs with a grimace. “S-so, you’re in t-there?” She asked, and prodded one of her own balls with a cringe.
I think so, yes.
Now I have to share this feeble space? O woe is me.
“You’re strangely… calm, about all this.”
To be entirely honest with you Luna, I’m partly resigned to thinking this is just a dream.
“R-right.” Luna replied dispirited. She was seriously considering it to, but she was sceptical that she wasn’t aware of being in one of her own creation. “So… what’s it like?”
What?
“Being… you know…” Luna trailed off, embarrassed.
Your bashfulness is quite ironic considering what you two were doing moments prior.
Oh! She means… that.
What is wrong with both of you? I can’t help but admit I’m curious myself. Just what is it like being living baby batter?
“Hey!” Luna exclaimed, scowling.
Now, now, it’s quite alright Luna. Actually, being in here I can actually understand its bluntness a tad more. Eternally impatient. understandable considering how long it was trapped on the moon for.
“W-what?”
I now see why it wants eternal night, and I have to admit I’m all for it.
Yes!
…that was a joke.
Oh… I-I knew that.
“…What do we do about this?” Luna asked bluntly. She couldn’t have her sister be rendered a bodlity fluid for the rest of their unending lives.
I could maybe release her…
“Maybe?” Luna looked incredulous, crossing her arms.
You realise that those ‘spheres’ of yours are also made of fifty percent you. If I spat her out there’s a chance it could be some kind of freakish perhaps deformed love child… or maybe not. Regardless, there’ll be a half Luna, half Celestia abomination walking around. And I’m sure you don’t want your only sliver of relevancy to be extinguished due to some freak now, would you?
Burn.
“Celestia!”
Sorry Luna, I just… understand it’s humour now.
Luna’s sigh was one filled with annoyance. “Just fix it!”
Well, I would. But I’m sensing now isn’t the right time.
“What do you me-“
“Fools!” Chrysalis exclaimed triumphantly, rising to her feet, looking distinctly… different than Luna last remembered.
Changelings had an unusual ability. The consummation of love alone as a concept was riddled with childish mistake, as one couldn’t consume that which wasn’t physical. However, how an individual shows love or affection could easily be consumed. Kisses leave behind saliva, hugs are warm, but what more nourishing a display of love was cum? It was warm, sticky, and nourishing to changelings. Particularly sought after was unicorn cum, as it gave the changeling the ability to use more potent forms of magic for a short while. Yet unlike most changelings, or any changeling ever in the history of the world, just took part in alicorn cum. Not just the cum of an alicorn it needs to be elaborated, but instead the cum of a powerful entity that happened to be infused with an alicorn. Needless to say, the changes were drastic. Chrysalis was a few feet taller, easily eight foot tall give or take. Her body was stacked, ripped, but breasts and ass massive; hips wider to help carry her new bubblier butt. Her mere existence put Amazons and bodybuilders alike to shame, her impeccable body the unintended by-product of Luna’s cum. Luna’s was shocked more than anything, but also mesmerised by the former Queen’s huge rack, and toned body. She felt a little ashamed that her cock twitched.
“C-Chrys-“
“Yes, it is I, Queen of the Changelings,” Chrysalis interrupted, voice booming. She looked over her own body with a malicious smirk, hands fondling her own bosom, eyes looking over her shoulder to her backside. “More of a hindrance than a help, but they’ll be a helpful distraction should I run into duress. Wouldn’t you agree?” Chrysalis bit the corner of her lip, squeezing her bosom at the mesmerised Luna.
“W-w-well…” Luna subsided her train of thought, the Queen began to sway her hips.
You have the attention span of a teenager! If you die, I swear…
“Look at you. Are you so easily captivated?” Chrysalis asked in mock questioning, although as she looked downward, a tinge of self aware hypocrisy rang in her head. The cock she had so easily surrendered to earlier caught her eyes, and whilst before she revered it for its size, the largest piece of fucking equipment she had ever lain her eyes upon… it was now bigger! The odour that had drowned her mind in lust didn’t have the same effect on her as it did before, but she felt her cunt instinctively clench; the hole still lacked a cock in it this entire night, despite her earlier – lust addled - request. Maybe she was entitled to one more romp before she conquered the Queendom of sun and moon… but this time, she’d be in control. After all, she was Queen…
“What are yo-“ Luna’s voice strangulated in her throat, her sensitive cock being gripped by the newly enlarged Queen, who hefted the heavy shaft with almost no difficulty.
“My, my, what do we have here?” Chrysalis dragged her tongue over her bottom lip, pressing the head of her shaft against her chest, her fingers kneading into the sensitive flesh like dough. Her delicate digits danced on the Luna’s skin, each touch like a raindrop in a pool of water, just rippling pleasure outward across her body. Chrysalis felt jovial as the princess writhed under her touch, her hands gripping into the sheets, eyes clenched closed.
“S-stop,” Luna pleaded.
“Why should I? I’m entitled to whatever I want in my domain, am I not? Besides, you seem to be enjoying this immensely,” Chrysalis ended a twinge of sultry, her arms closing together around her breasts, squeezing between them Luna’s cock. The soft pillows of flesh caused a powerful throb from Luna’s cock, nearly causing Chrysalis to drop the heavy member, already pre trickling down between her breasts. “Who could say no this cock, hmm?”
Stop her Luna!
She does have a point.
What!?
I couldn’t say no to it. If Luna can get her under he whim again, I’m sure she could throw her off the balcony or something to that degree.
You’ve been in here for ten minutes and you’re already speaking of murder?
I don’t think the fall would kill her… maybe. Also, you’re displaying an unusual level of concern for my sister’s wellbeing.
“S-shut up!” Luna chastised, although this prompted a low chuckle from Chrysalis.
“Don’t like me teasing you? Well fine then… we’ll just skip the main course shall we?” Chrysalis craned her neck low, and gave a long and slow lick down the top of Luna’s cock, smiling at the sound of blue furred woman’s moans.
Luna didn’t reply, reluctantly allowing her libido to get the best of her. She groaned, lightly grinding her cock into her chest, much to the Queen’s delight. She slid the cock down her body, leaving behind a trail of wet sticky pre as she brought it down to her awaiting pussy. Luna could feel the Queen’s warm cunt at the tip of her cock, the wet and moist tunnel so close yet so far, its entry not within her control. She whimpered, grinding at the entrance, the Queen pulling just far away to make entry impossible. Chrysalis regarded Luna as a child, yearning for something just out of reach.
Chrysalis straddled the length, and grinded her moist hale down a few inches of Luna’s cock, lubricating the shaft with her own juices; all the while moaning as her clit was stimulated against the rough flesh of Luna’s bestial shaft. When her lips brushed over the flare she bit her lip, the little bumps providing amble pleasure. With a little manoeuvre, she pressed the cock against her clenching tunnel, gradually increasing the force against her canal; bracing for the shaft’s inevitable penetration. Luna was anxious, sweat rolling down the side of her cheek, her dick throbbing in unrelenting want.
With a gasp from both their lips, they both were smacked with bliss’ hand. Luna’s cock was enveloped in a new level of tightness, her gargantuan cock being swallowed a few inches by Chrysalis’ tight hole. Her new found size did little to alleviate the impact of its size on the Queen, her walls parting far wide to take in Luna’s erection, the spreading of her cunt nearly having her mind breaking as she was dropped into a metaphorical ocean of bliss – and she was only a few inches in!
“I’m definitely making you into a concubine after I take over, this is simply too valuable a tool to leave utilised,” she purred, stroking the length of Luna’s cock with a genuine admiration. Luna was resigned to not respond, hoping her silence would be rewarded with more pleasure from the Queen.
Luna’s hunch was correct. She inched further down Luna’s cock, her hands pressed on the underside of Luna’s feet, raising her legs. It was uncomfortable for Luna, her knees by her sides, and her cock being vaginally consumed at a painful angle. Yet the pleasure overcame all, and she was left a moaning idol. Chrysalis eventually made it halfway down her shaft, a large bulge appearing in her stomach as Luna’s cock unnaturally filled her beyond capacity. It made no sense, but she didn’t care. She wanted more of it, she wanted to be spread wide, she wanted to ride Luna’s cock for all it was worth.
Chrysalis climbed onto the bed, and Luna felt the Queen applying weight onto her legs, pressing her knees into the sheets. Chrysalis was above her, staring down Luna with a triumphant smile, three quarters of Luna’s cock happily within her cunt. Chrysalis. She shifted, applying weight on her right and left. She watched the bulge in her stomach shift, and she giggled childishly, creating an odd dichotomy. Luna felt her cock swell inside of Chrysalis, she constantly felt on the edge of cumming throughout this whole ordeal.
With a smirk, Chrysalis slammed her hips down to the base of Luna’s cock, moaning into air. The suddenness caused Luna to buck her hips, but Chrysalis kept her down with strength alone. Chrysalis found the princess’ whimpers exquisite. She swayed from side to side, feeling the cock shift within her, the sensation of being so full was hard to put into word.
“I’m going to fuck you now,” Chrysalis stated simply, her bright green irises shining maliciously in contrast to the dark.
“Y-you weren’t already?” Luna chirped.
“No,” Chrysalis shook her head slowly, her forked tongue flicking past her lips.
Well… this is certainly going to be something.
The Queen was quick to enact her word. She loosened her pussy’s grip around Luna’s shaft, allowing a few inches to fall free from her snatch, her longue lolling from her mouth as the flesh dragged slowly down her sensitive walls. She was all too quick to gobble it back up however, smashing her hips down to the hilt of Luna’s stalk and sighing, Luna keeping a moan restrained to the back of her throat. Already Luna felt a warm trickle going down her stomach, back and sack, Chrysalis’ cunt honey already leaking down her. Chrysalis repeated the motion, slowly to let Luna leave but quick to let her back in, every occasional slam she would grind aching clit against the mons of Luna’s cock. The bulge in her stomach was incredibly large, and it throbbed with the beat of Luna’s heart.
Soon, Chrysalis had fallen into a rhythm, her speed hastening. Luna barely left Chrysalis before she slammed down harder than before, curled over, her large breasts hanging over Luna’s face. It was a continuous sound of wet slaps, both their bodies assuredly stained with Chrysalis’ fluids and scent, both finding common ground in their pleasure and moaning.
“I’m close!” Luna alerted, her cock swelling with every slam to her hilt.
“Shut up, you’re spoiling the surprise!” Chrysalis chastised, “but yes, cum for me. Cum for your Queen!”
Wow, she’s really full of herself isn’t she?
Remind you of anyone… Nightmare?
Barely an inch of Luna’s cock even left the Queen’s cunt now, but the engulfment of her shaft was still enough to make her buck in reaction, her balls churning with cum – moments away from orgasm. Chrysalis was close, no longer riding Luna’s cock, but grinding back and forth; lip tight between her teeth. It was long before Chrysalis’ movements were frantic, hands leaving Luna’s legs to satiate her own Clit, thrusting back and forth with Luna’s cock throbbing inside her. Luna was first unsurprisingly, bucking up, catching Chrysalis by surprise. She rose up a few inches, but slammed back down, curling backward as a tidal wave of orgasmic bliss washed over her.
Luna’s cum fired from her cock alike a hose, a colossal amount of volume and quantity unlike her previous two orgasms. Chrysalis felt her stomach expand as she was filled with Luna’s hot batter, on the receiving end of Luna’s vast quantity of spunk. Her stomach began to inflate, her snatch clenched so tight around Luna’s length that not a drop of seed escaped her depths. Her womb was filled completely, and expanded outward. The gradual expansion came as surprise to Luna, who didn’t expect her cum factories to produce such a vast quantity of spunk. Chrysalis stared wide eyed at her growing stomach, but it hit her that this potent seed was a key to her increasing her power tenfold. Her second orgasm was surprisingly overshadowed by her ambition, and she rode Luna’s dick to squeeze out more of Luna’s cum.
By the time Luna had finished, she could no longer even see Chrysalis’ upper body, hidden behind a unnaturally large stomach, twice the size of a beach ball. It was a sickeningly unnatural sight. Luna could she and feel Chrysalis pulled back on her cock, steadily more and more inches of her shaft exiting the tight fuck hole. Gradually her pussy’s grip loosened somewhat, some of the precious cum leaving her snatch. When she stepped off the bed, Chrysalis was surprised to feel the broad headed flare pull free from her tight cunt, and flop down flaccid short of the bed’s edge between Luna’s calves.
The Queen waddled forward a few steps, her back toward the fatigued Princess. “Hahaha! With this amount of semen I have the capability to rule the entire world! I am unstoppable! I hath become a destroyer of worlds, a ruler of all peoples, a malevolent force to wash the world anew in my own image! I am the incomparably powerful, I am the Queen! I. Am. Chry-“ Chrysalis was silenced, the elongated cock of Luna swallowing her whole in one go, before shrinking back to its regular size.
Oh, just shut up…
Luna looked in horror at what she just witnessed, but was too tired to probably voice her objection. She wouldn’t know who to complain to anyway, and she didn’t actally pick up whose voice it was. Either wouldn’t have surprised her honestly. She allowed her head to fall back and she looked straight up at the ceiling, and with a weary sigh, she fell to sleep.
Her eyes parted, and was confused as to why she wasn’t awoken by her sister’s sunlight… then it hit her.
“Sister, sister, oh Faust! Sister!” Luna propped herself up and looked around in panic, she looked over by the door and saw the forms of two guards, who were fast asleep in each other’s arms. “Nightmare, Nightmare, wake up!”
I’m always awake.
“Then why isn’t the sun in place!”
I thought maybe I could pretend I achieved my goals, at least for a little while. An entire day with sunlight? Pure majesty.
“Where’s my sister!” Luna barked, her lips pursed into a frown.
Do not fret. At the expense of my own hunger, which as of now is colossal, I spat something out. I don’t know if you noticed, but right now I’m now only an average alicorn sized cock, which considering you’re the only one possessing such an attribute, could be anything.
Luna huffed, looking at her cock with a deadpan stare. It was the size it was prior to her unfortunate spell, given a few inches. “Then where is she?”
Luna received her answer, but not from Nightmare. She heard movement, and furrowed her brows towards the edge of the bed, startled by the sudden limb grabbing onto the sheets. It was grey, and she couldn’t tell if was of skin or fur, the coat so smooth as to look like flesh. Following the limb she next saw a head, its eyes directed to the ground as to make only the top of her head visible, the colour of her locks a dark turquoise. Luna was taken aback by the sight, and was paralysed. It stood up, and Luna was reassured it was a ‘she’, her bosom twice the size of her own; capped with a nipple a few shades darker than her coat. After she was standing, Luna drank in her form, the hourglass figure at the side of her bed a huge surprise. Her eyes were instinctively drawn to her face, the large bags beneath her eyes shown she was tired, and she looked around as if dazed. Luna was confused at the contrast of her facial features. Her eyes betrayed tyranny, yet held within them benevolence, they were so full of love yet poured with hate. She had the looking’s of a matriarch, a mother, and a queen.
“Oh, hello,” the abomination spoke, her features directed at Luna, looking soft and kind. “My dearest enemy. How are you?”
“W-who are you?” Luna asked, retreating back on her bed, yanking her foot away from the entity’s attempt to lay a delicate hand on her.
“I? Who am I? I feel like I know, yet I do not. I hold incomprehensible love for you, but it is underlines with seething hatred. An example of contrasts, is it not? Perhaps that is it. ‘Contrast’ will be apt, no?” Replied Contrast, tone pretentious but inoffensive.
Oh. I swallowed Chrysalis too didn’t I? Whoopsie, I suppose…