New Beginnings
Content warning: Suicidal thoughts
It's cold, dark, and all around terrible outside at this time of night, courtesy of a sudden blizzard raging over the city and coating it in a blanket of white snow. Almost all traffic has stopped, shutting down business and general commerce. The city is almost silent, except for the biting hiss of wind blowing past one’s ears.
In spite of these conditions, David trudges onwards, wrapped up in the warmest clothing he can manage and staring at the ground in silence as he shambles aimlessly. His mind wanders, playing back the events of yesterday. His landlord calling him while shopping just to tell him rent got increased for the third time this month, his grocery bill almost twice what it was last month for the same stuff, his car breaking down on the way from the store, missing the airport send-off of his last friend moving out of this godforsaken city for good because his car broke down, and then…
He shakes his head before things spiral too much. ’Just another shitty day to add to the collection.’ As thoughts rage on in a murky stream, David finds his feet wandering to one of the bridges in the city. He stands at the edge, leaning over the railing to look down at the frigid, dark river below. ’About a hundred feet drop into the water. Wouldn’t kill, but hitting an ice chunk might do the trick… come to think of it, with how cold it is, the water would sap my strength and I’d sink like a rock... ‘
As he stands blandly looking off the edge, his arms tense up, and his body twitches… before he sighs, pushes his glasses back up, and turns to continue meandering along the streets in heavy plods through six inches of snow.
Music plays in his ears, earpods plugged in firmly, leaving him unable to hear the snowplow coming down the road. At least until it’s nearly on him, blaring the horn loudly. David jumps, and scrambles to the sidewalk as quickly. His safety is short lived, as the wave of snow being plowed off to the side from a vehicle going far too fast hits him, sending him tumbling over the side of the bridge's much-too-short guard rails. As he hurtles down to the ice death below him, he sees a flash of green eyes from the driver's seat of the snow plow, before it disappears without a trace into the snow storm.
Calmness sets in as he plummets to his icy demise. But there’s no panic or fear, just acceptance. Longing even, as he awaits the comforting embrace of the reaper. And yet, a voice whispers in his ear, full of mischief… and almost motherly care.
"Have fun man~ enjoy your stay~"
With a soft thump that drives the air out of his lungs, David lies crumpled sideways on soft ground, as a gentle wind blows across him. The warm sun shines across his skin, and grass tickles his face as it moves in the wind. His glasses seem to have fallen off during the fall, going by his blurred and hazy vision.
There's a gasp of surprise nearby, and what sounds like hooves rushing over to him in a hurry. He weakly grasps the grass beneath him in a fist, feeling it for the first time in years. After a moment, he squints open his eyes, staring blearily at the white and purple mass hanging over top of him.
"Oh dear! Girls, I found it over here! Hello? Are you okay? Can you hear me?" A wonderful, feminine voice flows from the blob above him, tickling his ears with the sounds of an angelic chorus. Before he can respond, several other blurry forms in different color shades appear around him.
"Dash! What in tarnation are ya doin' up there? Ye just dropped some kinda... person thing from yer cloud!" A southern twang hits his ears as the orange one speaks.
"What!?" A scratchy, boyish voice screeches out "I didn't do anything! Don’t blame me Applejack! And nothing fell out of my cloud, it fell past me!" A blue blur, presumably Dash, swoops from a cloud above, landing in front of the now named Applejack.
“You were doin’ somethin’’ funny up there gal! Don’t deny it!” AJ and Dash seem to get up close to each other, and the orange one does something that makes the other growl. They push up against each other more, shouting and fighting as they do so.
"Dash, AJ! Stop fighting!" A stressed voice calls out from the purple blur. The really big yellow blob kneels down on top of him, pulling him up against something soft while her hands roam him over for damages.
"Twilight, can you get me my first aid kit? Hmm… he doesn't look injured... are you okay? Oh, are these yours? Here you go little one" The yellow one says with a friendly, soft-spoken voice, gently placing his glasses on his face. With vision restored, David gazes upon the soft, angelic face of some kind of horse woman hybrid, smiling tenderly at him. His eyes trail down towards what he’s lying against, only for said eyes to widen at the realization that this horse is sporting the largest breasts he’s ever seen.
The voices of Dash and AJ escalating in volume draws his eyes, only for them to nearly pop out of his head at the sheer ridiculousness of their body proportions.Their massive breasts press against each other, each larger than his own head by several times. Both sport hourglass shapes, insanely wide hips, and are more muscular than any body builder he’d ever seen on earth! His thoughts go a million miles an hour, wondering if he’s somehow fallen into heaven, and the feeling is only made stronger as a gorgeous, very well kept mare approaches him, breasts swaying hypnotically with her sultry walk. She sports silky white fur, curly purple hair cascading out of her head, a tight long sleeved button up top with the sleeves rolled up, and even tighter dress pants. The fashion savvy woman giggles, winking at him seductively, before clearing her throat when twilight gives her a soft glare.
"The darling seems fine, if a little shocked at seeing us~ hehe. Hello there, handsome~" She flips her hair some and leans over to look at him closer, breasts dangling as he gets a great view straight down her shirt. Those things are huge! Not as big as the literal beds he's lying against, but they reach low to the ground, held back by that tight low cut shirt that shows off almost all her cleavage, her slightly shiny purple nipples hanging out almost fully. Inadvertently, he smiles goofily at the sight, a sense of euphoria filling him which causes the mare to blush slightly, putting a hand over her chest and standing back up as she clears her throat. She looks almost pleased, but a sharper glare from Twilight causes her to blush hard, lightly moving a hand over her bulge as she backs up.
He doesn't notice that little interaction though, instead lifting his head to check out everyone else. He takes in their sizes and shapes. From soft to muscular to chubby, each of them is a delight to behold.
He flops back down onto the chest of the cute yellow one currently mothering him, smiling dorkily still. She smiles back for a bit, but gets nervous as it starts looking far too much like he’s enjoying his position. In a panicked move, she suddenly pushes him away and quickly stands up, blushing heavily and muttering sorry’s rapidly to herself.
She easily stands at about eight feet tall, according to David’s estimates, sporting the largest pair of breasts in the group by far, each reaching down to her waist and jutting out by several feet. Her hips are wide and soft looking, with a proud bulge standing out under a thin sundress that hugs her soft, somewhat pudgy form tightly. Her nipples are a nice dark yellow, easily visible through the thin dress material. Most impressive are her massive feathery wings, looking more like they’re covered in soft down then anything.
She squirms nervously at his attention, moving to hide behind Dash who gives him a quick glare. Before he can make a comment, his attention is drawn to two other beauties approaching his position, the sight of whom makes his jaw go slack.These two have to be Goddesses, they’re so divinely beautiful. One stands at ten feet tall, all white with a pastel rainbow mane and tail. Wings flutter out behind her, massive and soft looking, and a grand horn sits on her brow. Her breasts reach past her waist, wobbling heavily. Her face is heavenly, and her smile is like sunshine..
Beside her, however, is an even more impressive royal blue night goddess! Standing at around eleven feet tall, David has to strain his head to look at her face. Her tits are the most impressive of everyone, shaking heavily as they hang to her thighs, and hanging far enough off her chest that he could probably bury his entire body between them!
The both of them wear what look like roman togas—in appropriate respective colors—and adorned in jewelry. The clothing is enough to cover their massive chests, but thin enough that he can see their nipples through it. Dark blue for the night goddess, and golden yellow for the day goddess, both softly luminescent. The fabric is also open in a way that both of their cleavages are completely open to the air, showing off almost everything.
"Is everything okay, dear Twilight? Who's your new friend here? That fall seemed like it might have hurt," the white one's angelic voice sings out, caressing David’s ears in a harmonious tone that lulls him into calmness. He mumbles out his name, and by the way everyone's ears twitch, they must have heard him.
"Princ- Celestia! Luna! I don't know, he just... appeared from the clouds suddenly. He seems okay, but…" Twilight trails off as she speaks almost reverently to the large white horse woman, like she looks up to her. The dark blue one walks over to David, and examines him closely.
"Hmm... I believe this one is called a... Human, if I recall my old studies. Hello sir, my name is Luna," the dark blue one says, holding a hand out to help him up to his feet. David stands up and inadvertently slips right into her open cleavage, which is soft, dark, and musky with the scent of sweat... sweet, pleasant smelling sweat at that. He locks up at that, unable to pull himself away as anxiety takes over. For her part, Luna makes no move to pull away, letting him rest his face as she speaks to the others unperturbed.
David no longer hears what they are saying, a darkness enveloping his thoughts and sight, gently calling from deep within as his lungs strain from the lack of air. As he continues to stay between those breasts, the ponies gathered get uncomfortable, looking away or blushing as moments pass, the conversation trailing off. Luna attempts to grab David’s attention with a light push on the shoulder. A few more unresponsive moments, and she gives a harder push, urging him to stop and pull away. Finally, with a red hot burning blush and a snort of her nostrils, she firmly grasps his shoulders and forcibly pushes him away. Her mouth is open, ready to blast him with the full force of the Royal Canterlot Voice for his insolence, only to have her voice catch in her throat when he gasps and wobbles. He looks completely out of it, dizzy and unfocused and ready to fall over in an instant.
With a quick clearing of her throat, Luna speaks more calmly, in a strained but polite voice. “Mister David sir, are you alright? You look unwell…” She trails off as he nods his head floppily, nearly toppling himself over from the effort, “...right. Perhaps some rest first would do him well. Miss Applejack? If you may.”
Applejack nods, and handily scoops up the six foot tall fellow in her arms, holding him bridal style as she makes her way down the hill he’d landed on. The others follow, besides the two alicorns, who stand there regarding him. They sisters look at each other and nod, before Celestia disappears in a flash of light while Luna spreads her wings and takes off into the sky.
Later that evening, after all my errands are done, I finally arrive home. I shut the door behind me, leaning against it and sighing as I run a hand on my forehead, being mindful of my horn. I look around my Boutique—my pride and joy—and huff. Ever since that... boy showed up earlier today, I’ve been feeling strange. A good strange… pleasurable even~
I wasn't sure why, but I was feeling all kinds of feelings through my body just thinking about him. A crush maybe, but so soon? I barely know him, and he's not nearly as impressive looking as most ponies I know… and yet I couldn't stop thinking about him. I huff again, and shake my head with a blush and shudder. After a few moments of failing to clear my head I walk towards my room, slowly stripping naked and leaving a trail of discarded clothes. I unbutton my top, each one relieving a little pressure on my chest, and toss my top onto the ground unceremoniously, leaving my breasts held by a beautiful lacey black bra.
I hated that bra.
It was tight, constricting, and the magic itched fiercely. I considered pulling it off, but I didn't feel like squeezing back in tomorrow morning. I instead move on to my tight dress pants, unbuttoning and yanking them down once I step into my room.
Shutting the bedroom door, I walk over to the mirror and regard my scantily clothed body with a sigh. Was I really going to do this now? I’d been doing so well all this time without, and yet one look at this boy just…
I huff, and hook my fingers into my panties. I wasn't looking forward to putting those back on either. With my fingers tucked gently into the hem of the cute, frilly panties, I slowly pull them down to reveal the base of my fat rod and my two monstrous nuts. As I pull the panties down more, more and more of my rod peeks out from out of the portal contained within. The beast that is my beautiful cock, always erect, stands at a good two feet long. When she finally pops out of my panties, she eagerly sputters precum all across my floor.
I stare at the magnificent specimen, my heart fluttering softly. A pang of shame runs through me as I stare at her, but it’s overshadowed by joy and love. Slowly but surely, I peel off pasties from her sides. With each one picked off, she throbs and surges in size, growing inch by inch. She surges to three feet and I bite my lip, eyes sparkling as I take in her magnificence and keep going. At four feet, she splatters a good, heavy gallon of precum out across my mirror. Five feet, and my whole body shudders deeply, my heart beating a mile a minute as I watch her stand proudly up above my own head. But… no more. As much as I would love to revel in her full glory, I have to maintain a modicum of control.
My balls swell and churn, filling with seed as they hang down to my knees, slowly growing lower and lower as they fill. My heart skips a beat as I gently give her a feel, and my breath catches in my throat. I shouldn’t feel this way, but I could never deny myself this magnificence.
It's so massive, but slender. Colored in rich purple with speckled white spots that are oh so wonderful to look at, and the deep dark purple of my balls, almost black in color in the right light, compliments it perfectly. The way my flare stands out proud and large at its tip, the way it swells, the way sweat glistens as it constantly perspires from its own heat , the way my urethra expands when it gushes out a massive gallon of precum... it's all so intoxicating. So wonderful. So beautiful. I especially love the way it shines in just the right light, a slight reflectiveness to her that makes her sparkle wonderfully.
I bite my lip, blushing, as I admire it. I'd always been taught that loving and enjoying the way I do was... shameful for a woman as beautiful as me. Ugly. Gross. Undesirable. But these are lies. How could I ever be ashamed of her, or the joy she brings me... no, I couldn’t possibly~ I trace a finger up and down my cock with a giggle, giving her bedroom eyes and pushing down the negative feelings forming in my chest.
"Hey gorgeous... you come here often~? Of course you do darling~ The stains certainly say you do~" I playfully titter, stroking my rod softly and encouraging her to throb out more precum onto the soaking ground. "Mmmphh... met a cute guy today... really cute~ His name is David. I think... I think I might like h- OH~! Ohhh daaarliiiing! Shimmer, please~!" She throbs hard at the spoken thought of him, sending a massive, heavy load of thick, purple precum and fully coating my mirror. I've never put out that much all at once for mere precum!
"H-heheh~ I s-see you approve of him too, love. Very much so~ Mmmm~ How about you and I... take this to bed and talk more about him, hmm?" With a throb of approval, I saunter over to my bed, laying down and giving loving bedroom eyes to the majestic rod as I stroke her tenderly. She approves the gesture, sending another load of precum rocketing out of my tip in a noisy splatter against the ceiling as I gasp.
“D-darling please~ I kn-know you’re eager, b-but l-let’s take our time! I-it’s been so long since we’ve made love! J-jus- AHHHH~!” She throbs hard once again, making more of a beautiful mess of my ceiling and walls. I bring her down to my face, bending her some as I place my lips against hers, making out with her tip and cock hole sloppily as she pleasures me. I put my everything into it, shutting my eyes and sliding my tongue right into her lips, gulping noisily with every load of pre she dumps into me. Another thought of David flashes in my mind, and with a powerful pulse, she flings herself away from my lips, flinging pre all across my room in a line as I moan out deeply.
“Oh honey! Darling! OH SHIMMER PLEASE! Celestia above, I love you so much!” I barely even have to touch her as she does all the work, instead reaching down and grasping my sheets as I moan in ecstasy, bucking my hips wildly with need. I've never had this happen before, and she's never acted like this, but it's so amazing. I need to stop this, it’s too much. I shouldn’t go this far with it. And yet the pleasure, the cursed pleasure, whispers in my ear like a siren.
In mere minutes, the orgasm slams into me like a train, leaving me to scream loudly in bliss as a bulge runs up the underside of my cock. The impossibly thick and viral fluids explode out of my tip, coating my entire body in a single throb. The next one floods the bed fully. The next after that makes puddles on the ground. More and more I throb out, each pump taking at least ten seconds to finish before another takes its place. My mind goes blank from the sheer pleasure of it all, unable to do more than babble and moan incoherently as my room floods.
Normally, it's done in a few minutes, with at least a bucket's worth of jizz in a large condom. But this was something new entirely. Shimmer is beyond excited by the mere thought of this new boy, and she shows it by completely flooding my room, coating every surface she can reach. I collapse upon my bed, head dizzy from it all but floating in heaven at the same time.
When she’s all finished, I lift my head up to look at Shimmer, still erect and throbbing… and thoughts of the boy cross my mind once more. If he did this to me just by thinking about him, what would happen if I kissed h-
That thought stops in its tracks as she throbs even harder, a second orgasm slamming into in an instant without any build up, more powerful than the last. I spend the rest of the night cumming my brains out over and over again in a self-perpetuating cycle, tears streaming from my eyes from both pained pleasure, and disappointment in myself. Unable to stop for a second, and unwilling to do so anyways.