An Ass Fit For A God
On the top floor of Sugarcube Corner, a pink furred pony, in a yellow workout shirt, with her blue shorts held together by a belt, for some reason, and a drenched headband on her head, was heaving and hawing, forcing her body into the yoga poses she learned with some of her friends, thankful that they wanted to try something new and invited her along.
As she stretched out her left forehoof, and groaned as she heard an audible, but satisfying crack, making her moan in response, she inadvertently lifted her tail up all the way as she tried to do the pose she learned today, unaware of the other occupant that floated behind her, completely engrossed in her actions.
He was being completely silent, as if he had suddenly stopped breathing altogether.
Ironically that is exactly what he did, holding his lungs, which barked at each other quietly, in his eagle talon while his lion paw slowly and carefully stroked his colossal canine cock, but the phallus didn't stay that way for long, as it changed its shape and size to different species every few minutes as he yearned to growl, before forcing himself back as he zipped his mouth shut to avoid making any sound.
He had to be cautious, for even though he was invisible to the naked eye, he was trying his absolute hardest not to let the mare of his affections know of his predicament.
He was a being that was thousands of years old; he's had sex with countless males and females within his lifetime; he's bucked Cupid herself, once, the Goddess of Love, and had seen nearly every backside imaginable over the centuries he was alive, even the Royal family, for that matter.
And yet, as he took a deep breath, filled with the scent of the sweaty mare in front of him, observing the way her hindquarters rippled, and her hind legs stood on their hoof tips, he felt his heart skip a beat as his crimson irises zoomed in on her camel toe, and he was forced to shove his lungs back into his ears and slapped his eagle talon over his already closed and zipped mouth.
His single snaggletooth was heavily attempted to slice through his zipper as he stroked his cock harder, panting through his nose as he swore he could see Pinkie's shorts getting wetter, her left ear flicking up straight for a second or two as she paused, a frown on her face, listening closely before she shrugged and continued her work out with a slightly bigger smile.
Her heart was pumping vigorously in her chest as she slowly brought her ass down, her tail wagging, she took a deep breath before slowly unclipping her belt and placing it on the floor, unaware of the male, who had her undivided attention, as she pulled down her shorts and tossed them into the laundry basket.
Rolling her shoulders, she sat her flank on the floor and carefully stretched her right forehoof over and around her head, grimacing as she heard a pop before placing it back to the ground and doing the same with the left, all while her voyeur's eyes traced her every breath.
He was a literal god, he had stamina that could last for centuries if he needed, and nearly every time, when he slept with his mate, it was him that wore her out, instead of the other way around.
He could morph into anything, and satisfy her in ways no pony could even dream of, and yet other than a foursome with her and some clones every month, when she was very seriously horny, she had only ever wanted to sleep with him as he was.
It would have brought a tear to his eye if he had not been busy attempting to beat his meat to what he considered to be the juiciest and fattest ass he had ever laid eyes on.
Not that he considered his love fat, far from it. He enjoyed the extra cream she had going among her stomach, and would pound into her any day of the week if she asked, though it was a well known fact that one should never call any mare fat, or else they were sure to receive a punch to the jaw, and even though Discord loved when Pinkie was rough, he didn't want to make her intentionally angry with him.
That lead to what he was doing as of this moment: how was he supposed to know that her pet alligator having actual fangs for an hour was a terrible idea, she was the one who joked about it.
The small puddle of cum that came from the tip of his penis, which was now in the shape of a cheetah's, trailed lazily to the floorboards as he watched Pinkie yawn loudly before going back to her original pose of literally having her face down and her ass up, with her tail pointing straight up.
Which intently caused Discord's nose to bleed as his eyes popped out of their sockets and bounced as close as they dared to see the puckered donut ring of her tight, dark rose colored anus and slightly winking darker pink themed vagina, where a small dribble of marecum could be seen matting her fur, and made the ocular fields of vision exploded the second Pinkie's sexual juices dripped and landed on one of them.
Discord's muffled screams of pleasure went unnoticed as his lion paw ran even harder and faster to have his own sexual bodily fluid skyrocket and cover the mare that he loved, his eagle talon joined in the fray as he nose spewed blue flames and his eyes closed on their own accord in an attempt to dry his ball sack of all it was worth before he pounced on the naked earth pony and rutted her into next week with all he had, filling her every orifice with his essence.
Damned be the consequences, and screw if she didn't want to be completely filled, since they had already done so two weeks ago, he was going to use the mismatched animal parts that his body was made of and buck her brains out, come hell or high water.
He didn't even hesitate to unzip his mouth as he focused all his energy on his stroking, his eagle talon and lion paw were moving faster than the eye could see, his breath hitching in his throat, uneven and shaken as his eyes opened and dotted to pinpoints.
He didn't know if she could hear him, and it was the last thing that crossed his mind as the multiple different animal bloods coursing through his veins, and the pent up sexual energy, ramped up to a level that mortals could never comprehend as he pumped his penis with all his strength.
Only a few more strokes and this bundle of laughter would be stuffed full of nothing but his seed until next-
"Mommy, are finished with your workout yet?!" The normally affectionate, and heart wrenching voice of the adorable nine year old sentient cotton candy cloud, with the appearance of a filly that was their daughter, killed any and all manner of concentration the god had, he froze without a second thought; his limbs disintegrating into ash and his rock hard, prized possession of a dick literally made a gun appear with a silencer screwed in place and shot itself to make sure it's owner had no chance of release in the slightest.
The amount of animosity Discord had for his daughter at that moment was enough to make him want to stop time, most likely into his pocket dimension and eradicate everything in his path until nothing was left, unfortunately, as a creature of chaos, Screwball, even at such a young age, would be able to unfreeze herself and she would most likely follow him and ask him many questions he seriously didn't want to answer until she was much older.
It was one thing to keep a mortal male from unleashing the floodgates, it was another thing entirely to keep a chaotic havoc mastering god from drenching his own mate with his searing seed mere nanoseconds from salvation.
Leave it to a kid to ruin all the important and necessary adult fun that kept them partially sane.
Just as he was about to let out a roar of anguish, more than likely capable of destroying Pinkie Pie's entire room with an enormous wave of destructive magic, the pink mare herself dropped her tail and slowly stood up on all four with a loud, exhausted sigh, causally walking to the door and, ignorant of the male who was about to explode in rage behind her, opened the door with her patented bright and cheerful smile.
"Not yet, sweetie. Would you like to join me?" Pinkie asked, staring down at her adopted daughter, who matched her happy expression enough that the two could have given a pony diabetes by the mere sight of them, which caused Screwball to nod her head so fast that her beanie propeller threatened to fall from her head as she bounced into the room in a way that would make a kangaroo jealous, pausing for a second in the air as her ears stood up straight and her face scrunched up in confusion, Discord praying to any god but himself that she didn't notice him as she slowly floated down to the floor.
She was obviously about to open her mouth and announce the strange amount of chaos energy she felt to her mother, but the mare herself cleared her throat loudly as Screwball turned to face her.
Discord, with a mixture of annoyance and relief he never felt before, used his tail to flick a twenty bit coin into another dimension, ignoring the thank you he was given as he watched Pinkie give a short explanation of what she was doing, and the little knowledge she knew about yoga, stroking his beard at the thought of trying to continue his pleasure with his daughter in the room.
Maybe he could erase everything but the grown mare in front of him from his mind and solely focus on her, but the second he heard Screwball give a squeal of glee at joining her mother on her next class with her friends, it instantly killed any thought of even attempting to put his dick back in his lion paw.
He closed his eyes and took a very large, deep breath, as he knew his fun was more than likely over for the day. Pinkie would no doubt still be angry with him, and it's not like she hadn't left him with blue balls before.
He wondered if Big Macintosh or Spike was busy, maybe they would want to play a game with him. He felt like tearing something in half with what he had just went through and could definitely use the distraction, even if it was just cardboard, maybe he'll go into space and blow up some stars or something of that nature.
Pinkie Pie, for her part, had finished her explanation to the bright swirling white and purple eyed filly, who looked eager to get started, as she put out a hoof to stop the young earth pony from starting or doing anything to hurt herself.
"Actually, Gum Drop. Mommy's really thirsty and a bit hungry. Would you mind fixing me something to eat before we start? That way I can get some food in my tummy before I go to work? I promise you that you'll be able to join me the next time we go for yoga practice." She asked in a tone that could make a monster's heart melt as she even gave Screwball a small pout who had been disappointed before she gave a serious salute with her right forehoof and with a giggle dashed down the stairs making Pinkie close the door behind her with a loud sigh.
"Did you enjoy the show?" She asked softly, in such a whisper that Discord could have sworn her voice had been replaced with Fluttershy's as he visibly and audibly gulped down the large amount of saliva in his mouth before he snapped his fingers and made himself visible again.
Pinkie turning to look over her shoulder with a dark, twisted smirk that she had learned from her mate.
"H-how did you-"
"Dissy, we been together for two years now. Even if you tried to mask your magic, I could still pick it up. The how and why, though, is for me to know and for you to never find out. So I'll ask again, before you open your mouth and make me angry with a bullshit excuse. Did you enjoy the show?" She repeated louder as she turned around completely and looked above her to gaze into his eyes as he could only nod very, very sluggishly.
Pinkie chuckled with a roll of her eyes as she walked towards him, her tail waving to and fro as she stood in front of him, forcing him to bend down as she kissed his lips slowly, biting his bottom lip with gentle care, in a way that screamed that she knew it would get him so turned on once again.
It was so much that he couldn't do anything but hum in approval and deepen the kiss, throwing his eagle talon and lion claw up to wrap around her back as his tail caressed her ass, making her intertwine her own tail with his as she pulled herself away, making him give a snarl to which she only giggled.
"You know I'm still mad at you, and Screwball could return at any minute, plus I have to work in thirty minutes and I really need a shower. As much fun as it was to tease you, I really was doing the positions I've been taught, and they are a work out." She moaned huskily into his left ear as he could only give a growl and reach his eagle talon over to squeeze her right ass cheek as she giggled and he attempted to pry it open more to play with either one of her naughty bits before she suddenly slapped his talon away with a hoof, a serious expression on her face.
"Down boy. Believe it or not, you're still in the dog house and I don't have time to play right now," She lifted a single hoof to stop his argument as she continued. "Stopping time to have fun for a few hours would work if one, I was not already tired, and two, if our daughter wasn't able to unfreeze herself. But I am, and she is. So not right now, ok Discord?" Pinkie asked in a tired tone making, the draconequus look closely to see just how exhausted the work out took out of her and knew at that second that a nice, long hot shower was needed to get her back to her perky self.
"But I hope you had a much fun as I did. You had no idea how badly I was waiting for you to thrust your long, thick rod down my moist, warm pussy, and fill me with your cream." Every single word that she uttered from that sentence was enough to make the former king's dick appear more out of his scales as he could feel another nosebleed coming on, she leaned closer to his face as she said every word slowly and with as much passion as she could before kissing his lips.
"But I guess we'll never know now, we will?" She laughed with a seductive grin before turning around and slapping his nose with her tail as he scowled.
"Tease." He muttered angrily as she blew a raspberry at him and turned away before hearing a knock on the door, she began to walk to it with her tail still hiked up before turning her head and responding back.
"The only thing funnier than watching your precious ego rise is when it plummets to the ground." She retorted with a wink as he rolled his eyes with a shake of his head.
"I love you, Pinkamena Diane Pie." He growled with a hint of annoyance as she smiled.
"I love you to, Discord. If you play your cards right, maybe momma will let you have a slice of her pie tonight. That's if you play them right, got that mister?" She emphasized with a grin and a wave of her tail, making the being that could tear the world in half pant like a bitch in heat at the prospect of getting laid, or if nothing else eating her out, which they both enjoyed immensely.
"Yes, my love." He answered with a row of fangs that could make a Timberwolf jealous as she suddenly turned around with an eyebrow raised, her eyes narrowing sharply.
"I'm sorry, what was that?" She disbelievingly scoffed, causing him to quickly dig his goat leg into the wood below as he sulked like a kid that had just gotten in trouble.
"Yes...mistress." He growled half heartedly and curled his lion paw into a fist at the look of triumph that had settled on her face as she winked again with a final wave of her tail, causing him to bite his bottom lip in frustration and desire.
"And don't you forget it." She said forcibly as he groaned with an amused smirk.
It was a good thing none of her friends knew just how utterly filthy their friend was, or else they would have absolutely felt very differently, mostly more awkward and uncomfortable, as they frolicked around with the supposedly innocent and naïve mare.
Fluttershy may have redeemed him, but leave it to the Element of Laughter, herself, to turn this colossus of disharmony and destruction into her own personal bitch, and she was going to milk every single second out of it that she could, whether he wanted her to, or not.