They get theirs, I get mine.
The feeble flame of my lighter struggled against the cold dark of the early morning, flickering and fighting for breath before my eyes. I stared at the fiery leaf trapped in my horn's green glow, sighing before I brought it nearer to my mouth to light my cigarette. I dragged deeply as it caught alight and hopped up to lean my forelegs on my porch railing, crossing my forehooves over one another. Nothing. That was perfect. Neither the sound of birds, nor the roar of engines, not a pony in sight and absolutely nothing to think of, I closed my eyes and lowered my head.
Then a floorboard creaked behind me. I didn't stir or even open my eyes, my horn only glowed briefly before I spoke and flicked a switch somewhere out of sight, "You're not leaving with any of our stuff,"
A pony inhaled sharply from my front door, not five feet from where I stood smoking, "And you're going to stop me?" came a voice, male and very foreign. I shrugged as a gentle breeze blew my cigarette smoke towards the housebreaker. He didn't rush to club me, Goddesses I hoped he didn't have a gun instead. "Just go back to sleep, sweet cheeks, and we won't have to hurt you," He said. His words were slightly garbled by something he carried in his mouth, it didn't take a genius to tell he was an earth pony. I pushed off of the railing and turned to look at my robbers.
"How sweet, you think I'm pretty," I offered, stifling a snicker as my gaze fell on him and his yet silent comrade, "Even sweeter, you think it's me that'll end up hurt. Take that shit off, you look like idiots," I spat around my cigarette. The duo each wore dark, skin tight clothing and ski masks. Both were male, both were earth ponies and neither looked exceptionally capable, certainly not measured against my nigh-unnatural size. One of them had the distinction of being slightly more solidly built than the other, clear cut lines of muscle strained through his suit, but he was only barely larger than average for any earth pony.
"Ja, like I'm going to let you see my face," the first pony said around a mouthful of baton. My nostrils flared and smoke poured from them, I took a dangerous step forward, smirking around my cigarette, "You had your chance. Get her, Halfheart!" said the first burglar, but Halfheart lived up to his name and stepped back instead, his rump bumped against a swinging seat and he jumped, tumbling over himself as nerves ripped any sober thought from his mind.
"Moron." I said before I spat out my cigarette and bounded forward. "Is this your first time or something? Bunch of virgin burglars popping your cherries?" The first pony, the sturdier of the two, maintained his nerve and charged to meet me, but the lack of space counted in my favor as the arc of his baton fell short against my breast and I barreled into him. My sheer weight was enough to have him rearing up on only two legs, knocking him over was as simple as a single hasty step forward. Halfheart had got up and began sprinting in the general direction of 'the hell outta here,' but he didn't get far before my horn lit up and the dropped baton found its way to his temple and cracked hard against his skull. Halfheart wholeheartedly tripped and skidded across my lawn, surely earning a mouthful of earth and fresh spring grass.
With a satisfied smile I turned my eyes back on the braver of the two. I didn't need to see his face to feel the glare he was giving me under his mask, I suspected even he knew it was foolish to charge a mare over a full head taller than himself, "What, now you kill me? Arrest me? Turn me in and get a fat bonus from your boss?" He spat, nickering indignantly. My boss? Did he know me? I pulled his mask off with my teeth and spat it out next to him. His face wasn't familiar at all.
I stomped his ribs with a forehoof and earned a wheeze and coughing fit for my efforts, then bit into the nape of his neck and dragged him down the steps to my porch to his slowly waking friend. I pulled off Halfheart's mask and huffed; this was a face I recognized. Halfheart, it turned out, was not actually named Halfheart. I couldn't recall his name, only that it was distinctly different from Halfheart and that he was a mercenary associated with ponies responsible for a high profile kidnapping no more than a month ago. He was also the pony who'd turned his comrades in when he was arrested, he should still have been detained. "Am I supposed to believe this is a coincidence?" I glared at 'Halfheart,' "A stooge like you and his friend try and break into the house of one of the mares responsible for your syndicate falling on top of your heads?"
The earth pony mumbled something in another language, then reached for the side of his head where the baton had split his skin. He whimpered and looked up at me, blubbering, "didn't know..." he squeaked. I remembered how he surrendered and confessed, he was a pathetic excuse of a stallion. But, as deepest midnight seeped into the lewdest cracks of my mind, I realized that even the most unimpressive ponies had their uses. A lecherous grin found its way to my face and I hoisted Halfheart to set him down next to stooge one, who had been very well behaved considering I hadn't been focused on him.
"I'll tell you what, dumbasses. I'll look the other way this time, pretend you didn't just try to take my precious belongings and violate the safety of my family's home. But you have to give me something, first," I offered. I pressed my forehooves down on their ribs, suggesting to them that they didn't really have a choice. Halfheart looked up at me with terror. His friend, impressively, looked only mildly concerned. Both nodded their agreement and I released them. "Strip down, both of you. You're the worst fucking mercenaries I've ever seen, your organization is in shambles and still you have the audacity to rob ponies. Now you're going learn your place, and I'm going to be the one to teach you."
Halfheart quickly started to peel out of his outfit and looked at his friend, "just do what she says, I've seen what she can do to ponies." His friend snorted and reluctantly pulled off his suit, his physique imposing just a little more difficulty on the task, "we have a chance this way, Dubbel Loop!" Halfheart urged. Foreign ponies had the dumbest names.
I rolled my eyes and, as my patience wore thin, my horn lit up and ripped the remainder of Loop's suit off, he gasped and shimmied back. I chuckled at the two nude stallions, they weren't impressive before, but to call their cocks even average would be too generous. Loop made up for his less than impressive dick with a certain eagerness, he was already hardening after I'd only ripped his suit. He'd do nicely. Halfheart, on the other hoof, looked like he'd need some encouragement. I suspected that neither knew exactly what they were in for.
"Thumping morons like you all day tires a mare out, but I get paid for that. You're not worth anything anymore and I should just have you arrested," I suggested bluntly, neither of them spoke back, which I took as sign they were willing to listen further. My next sign was how Halfheart's face softened from abject terror to salacious intrigue when my magic enveloped his balls and squeezed ever so gently. "But if you just go to prison, I get a pat on the back and that's all. Face it, as a gang you're not actually a threat to anyone anymore. So instead, I'm going to offer you a little fun. My way. And then you can get off free and mostly intact, depending on just how strong your pelvises are." Loop and Halfheart were far more interested once they heard they'd go free, I expected no less from them. I did hope for more from their cocks, but it seemed that 9 inches of useless stallion each was the sum of what they could muster. There was only one way they might be useful to a mare as titanic as me. Really, there was only one way I'd enjoy them at all with how small they were.
Dubbel Loop was the first to speak, "so we fuck you and then still go free? That's a deal I can take." He spoke confidently, almost defiantly, he might even have been useful as a mercenary with his well toned body and coarse demeanor, but the dappled brown stallion's almost menacing body betrayed his love for being dominated by a mare. As I pressed on his chest, threatening to crack ribs with overwhelming weight, his stallionhood bounced with elation, leaking pre onto his belly. He snarled, defying me outwardly, or maybe he was snarling at himself and how he could be so easily manipulated by a mare.
"You get to cum and then go. How you do depends wholly on me. I hope you don't mind touching tips with your friend, you two have the cutest little pricks I've ever had the humor to ride and you're both gonna stretch my asshole until I've had my fun, if you're even big enough combined to please me."
I pressed the two of them together with a field of magical levitation, intertwining their back legs and squeezing their cocks and balls together with my magic, finally seeing a sight that made my nethers moisten ever so slightly. Halfheart must've been gay, or otherwise very into stallions, because as soon as his balls touched Loop's his face flushed to become several shades more red than before and a very impressive dollop of pre coated the duo of dicks with its masculine lube. I licked my lips, as soft and plain as he was, he would make things at least a little more interesting. Halfheart shuddered, his hoof instinctively reached to stroke himself, but my magic pinned his foreleg to the ground beside him, clamping down tightly enough to let him know that this was my show. He whined and whimpered, earning a kick from Loop who in turn got a dangerous squeeze from me. He paled beneath his coat as his balls tightened under my aggressive magic, I didn't release my grip, he'd simply have to live with it until he learned to play nice with his cute cream colored friend.
"Listen here; I'm not a Celestia damned baby sitter. If you want to get away you'll do what I say when I say, or I will personally break your legs and make you walk to the nearest holding cell." I threatened in my lowest, most severe tone.
Loop finally looked genuinely nervous, his breathing quickening with his heart, but both ponies remained as hard as they could, perfect for me to play with. In fact, they'd both leaked enough precum all over their shafts (and no shy amount on their bodies) that I probably didn't even need to find another way to lube them up. I smiled as they seemed to understand and positioned myself over them, squatting low until I felt them against my pucker. It was indescribable how wonderful I felt knowing I was in for a good stretch, I ground my ass against their two cocks, slathering myself in their musky pre and preparing myself for the fun I intended. I was turned away from Halfheart, I knew he'd be a good boy, Dubbel Loop was the one I needed to watch, though properly beneath me he was so much more pliant and malleable to my desires. All stallions were in the end, I hadn't met even one that I could remember being so cavalier and brave once he understood that I was the one in control.
Loop huffed lewdly, mist puffed from his lips into the night air, he bucked his hips against my grinding, meekly trying to gain my approval and simultaneously scoring moans as his cock rubbed smoothly against Halfheart's. I placed my hoof gently on his chest as I paused atop their cocks, he stopped and waited breathlessly. For what seemed like forever, I held myself just there, teasing myself with thoughts of just sliding down to their bases and filling myself with both of their cocks at once. So close, all I had to do...
Halfheart's hooves had found their way to my flank, in my reverie I must've forgotten about him and released the magic holding him down, but that all melted away as I dropped myself onto their twin cocks. I moaned loudly as I powered myself down and pink mottled horse flesh, slick with copious quantities of pre simply slid into my tailhole. Cold night stopped around me as the warm bliss of a good stretch took me, hot breath misted before my face and my eyes snapped shut, I could feel their cocks throb asynchronously inside my ass. Time slowed to a crawl and their admittedly perfect size stretched me wide enough to feel divine without even stinging my rear entrance. Yes, they were possibly the happiest misfortune to befall me in a long while, though I wouldn't let them know as much. I only hoped I didn't make it too obvious...
As the world reformed around me, I recognized the sound of Halfheart's ragged breath, he was already painfully trying to fight his urges and losing. His hooves squeezed on my waist and I raised my rump until the pair inside me nearly popped free, my asshole clenched and squeezed their tips together. Both stallions moaned, then with coordination I'd rarely seen before, they raised their interlocked hips together and thrust back inside me, another wave of pleasure electrified my nerves and I barely held back an ecstatic moan. 9 inches deep, both stallions slapped their hips against my rump and if I hadn't slammed back down on they might have continued to fuck me, I hated to admit that I might have let them if it had been even a little more pleasurable. My hole squeezed them tightly once more, I felt their pre leak from my ass along their cocks to slather their balls in its slick goodness, "M-my show. Got it?" I panted, showing far less composure than I'd have liked, but damn if it didn't feel just great!
Dubbel Loop nodded and bit his lower lip in frustration, but they didn't have to wait long before I began bouncing up and down on their rods. I hummed happily as I slipped into a rhythm, though my delighted cooing was soon drowned out by a very vocal Halfheart; Without looking back at him I could just imagine his shivering body, fighting for control but so intimidated by the mare taking both his cock and another almost effortlessly that he could only lie paralyzed as endorphins flood his system, that he could only groan and cry his pleasure into the night.
My fun was only beginning, but as much as they weren't large stallions their small tools proved more delightful than I imagined, with every gentle bounce I could feel their medial rings stretch me just a little wider, first the one then the other, very nearly like a toy with extra ridges. Only they were better than any toy, the unmistakable warmth of their dicks and the copious amounts of pre they were leaking left me feeling more than just full with every thrust, they brought a satisfaction that a dildo just couldn't. To feel them in me, feel their heartbeat in every throb of their stallionhoods in my asshole was near to heavenly. "Ohhh I hope you have a lot more in you, boys, pathetic stallions don't go free if Ditches isn't happy~" I cooed, bottoming out on their small cocks.
Dubbel Loop tried to look around me at his partner in crime, but just then I decided that I was tired of the slow pace I'd been riding them with. Both forehooves pressed against Loop's chest to brace myself on top of him and I adjusted my hips, I needed more. I slammed down on the two of them and I barely caught the shocked look that Loop gave me before every thrust of my hips became as enthusiastic and spirited as that first. Moans and profanity passed my lips, though I could scarcely process everything I was saying as a lustful fog started to wrap about my mind. I could hear the lewd squelching each time I bottomed out on their shafts, I was sure a cocktail of hot pre and my own femlube was starting to mat the fur between their thighs with how wet I'd become and how much precum the pair had loaded into my rear since we started, hell I could even smell it when the outside breeze died down enough!
It took Halfheart's high pitched howling to let me know he was actually cumming at first, I glared back and bottomed out on the two once more, clenching my ponut on their members just as his tip flared; he couldn't be done! I wasn't done! Despite my best efforts to stop him, I was too late. To be fair, however, as soon as his spunk started to fill me my tune changed drastically. Hot ropes of heady seed flooded my ass and even though I wasn't riding them just then it felt amazing! He didn't stop either, his volume of cum actually managed to impress me. It must also have impressed Dubbel Loop because for the first time his voice cracked and he sounded like he might follow suit with an orgasm of his own. I steeled myself and leaned forward, gyrating and riding and humping out the last of Halfheart's stunning orgasm. He cried out in protest as his member became sensitive but no less hard, only his flare shrank and was no longer engorged.
"Mmf, that's right, you know you love my ass you little wimp! You wanna cum too, huh?!" I taunted Loop, grunting with exertion as I found an angle that allowed their cocks to press just a little further into me. With the addition of an ass full of cum, it was nearly enough to send me over the edge. I buried my muzzle into his neck, biting down gently as my assault on their dicks intensified to the point where my pace became erratic. Dubbel Loop gasped and his forelegs wrapped around my head to keep me just where I was, "Yes, yes, let it out, I'm so close!" I cried, my voice muffled by his body.
The two of them had managed to concentrate their efforts again and somehow found pace with my uncontrolled bouncing. Halfheart spanked my flank hard enough to leave it red and as much as I wanted to bite his head off it was the last thing I needed. I easily broke free of Loop's grip on my head and very nearly crushed him into paste on the grass as I sat upright on their cocks, burying them as deep inside me as I could while every nerve in my body came to life. My lips curled into a deeply satisfied 'O,' my asshole clenched, forcing out just a little more of Halfheart's cum. And then I exploded. "Fuuuuuuck!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, every nerve in my body seared with unnatural pleasure and I bucked powerfully on top of the two stallions as my sodden and neglected puss sprayed the duo beneath me with marecum. The final moments of my orgasm eventually proved more than Dubbel Loop could handle and with a grunt and a deep moan he thrust up against me as hard as he could and let himself go. He was nothing like Halfheart when he came, but still I felt his thick, creamy baby batter splatter my insides and paint them white with his love.
The three of us stayed there, motionless for the longest time. I was a little disappointed at how their shafts retreated back into their sheaths, leaving my asshole painfully empty and drooling their cum into a messy pool on top of them. I sighed, not bothering to stand yet, but I knew I'd have to sooner or later. "Not bad, stooges. It's almost a shame you won't get this again, I did have some fun." The two of them looked up at me, their chests heaving with heavy breaths, they almost seemed to ask if they could leave. I was about to give them an answer, too, but the impeccable timing of a squad car rolling down the street did that for me.
Dubbel Loop was the first to react, but as soon as he stood he wobbled a little and nearly toppled over. It took all of his energy to simply not collapse. "Oh what's the matter, can't get fucked by a thoroughbred without almost passing out? I hit the panic button as soon as you halfwits stepped outside my door." I rolled my eyes again and levitated a cigarette and my lighter from the porch to my face. Loop shot me a dirty look until I pushed him over, Halfheart just sighed and curled up into a ball. I lit the cigarette as two police ponies stepped out of the car that had pulled up, then offered one to each of them. The smaller police officer, a mare I recognized as Rose Tint, gladly took one and let me light it for her. She knew Halfheart from his prior arrest and shook her head at him, Halfheart and Dubbel Loop were going where they belonged. Well, I got mine, it was time they got theirs.