Giantcaw Kinbuht traveled through the streets of Ponyville, eyes flicking across the various passersby. There were ponies of all colors and types, from yellow pegasi to blue earth ponies to brown unicorns. A neverending smile sat upon Giantcaw's face, for he found absolutely no reason for it not to be there. No life-threatening crisis was threatening ponies' lives, the sun wasn't crashing into the ground... Everything was fantastic.
His smile grew wider when a young filly dropped in front of him, stared curiously up into his eyes for a fleeting moment, then got up and ran after a colt just about her age. Ahh, the seeds of friendship. A bond through childhood stronger for longer, two inseparable souls forever intertwined in the trivialities of the social world. Giantcaw moved his sight from where the filly disappeared around a corner and continued on his way.
Giantcaw's mysterious nature was one of the things that caught ponies' interest. Nopony knew where he lived, who his family was, what he did for a living, or why he even went on daily walks through the streets of Ponyville. At first, everypony shunned him, shunned him like they did Zecora, nopony wanting to converse with such a strange pony. His isolation proved eternal until a certain pink pony entered the picture.
One party later, he was welcomed as a member of the community and everypony treated him the same as anypony else. It was then that the relentless smile found its home, and not once had anypony seen it fade away. Not even he himself knew if it ever disappeared. Twilight once ran a few tests on him to see if he "caught the Pinkie" or something along those lines, but she ended up getting frustrated and abandoned everything at the request of her other friends.
When that particular memory invaded Giantcaw's mind, he realized that he hadn't actually spoken to the crazy knowledge-obsessed librarian in quite a while. The last time he could remember was many months ago, the time she tried to turn him into a giant esophagus. For some reason, she wanted to see if an esophagus could survive outside of a body long enough to be transplanted in another pony.
As Giantcaw's thoughts wandered, his body did the same. He soon found himself in front of the library door, hoof held up and ready to knock. Thinking back, he was pretty sure his wandering thoughts caused him to arrive at his current destination, but none of that really mattered. His hoof was already up. It was a simple thing to just push it forward and knock a couple times.
Twilight, as expected, yelled at Spike to answer the door. Grumbles and unintelligible blubbering followed and the door slowly opened. Spike eyed the orange pegasus in front of him for a moment, then turned his head confusedly back towards the library proper.
"Uhhh... Twilight? Giantcaw's here, for uh..." The baby dragon turned his head, not entirely sure what the reason for the visit was. Giantcaw didn't either, so he simply shrugged off the unasked question. "Yeah, Giantcaw's here."
Several moments of silence followed. Spike and Twilight were either communicating telepathically or the latter was talking just loud enough for the dragon to hear, because the young drake opened the door after a while.
"Twilight's in her room, says she needs you for something." With his duty done, Spike went off into some unseen corner of the library.
Giantcaw eradicated Twilight's assistant from his mind and looked up to the top of the stairs. Silence reigned supreme in the library. As he became aware of his heartbeat, it became louder, threatening to shatter the quiet. His pulse did not quicken or slow, yet still he grew wary of its conspicuousness.
His hooves clattered against each step, reverberating across the room, bouncing against the walls, their echoes ringing in Giantcaw's mind. Step by step, his hoofsteps ringed in his head until at last he reached the top. A purple haze suddenly engulfed the wooden door, opening it quickly and silently to allow him entry.
"Hello, Giantcaw," came a sensual, sultry voice from within. Giantcaw hesitated, unsure of who or what awaited him inside.
"Hello?" he asked after a moment's thought. He immediately felt stupid and thought of facehoofing; every single murder movie ever had the idiot that asked who the killer was right before the killer ran out and killed him.
"The door's open, you can come in."
Mimicking the actions of the idiot in every murder movie ever, Giantcaw heeded the voice's command and walked further into the room. He looked around and gasped when his eyes locked onto Twilight's form. She was lying on her bed, one hoof supporting her head, legs crossed. A bottle of lube and a box of condoms sat next to her; her eyes were half-lidded, watching him closely.
The sight alone was enough for his penis to escape its sheath. Twilight jumped off the bed and cradled his balls, rubbing the semi-exposed meat gently. She leaned forward, breathing hot breath onto his balls and cock, waiting expectantly and impatiently.
Giantcaw was never one to argue, so he slowly guided them both to the nearby bed. He sat down on it and spread his hind hooves wide, fully exposing his stiffening member. The lust in Twilight's eyes positively sparkled and she dived down hungrily, her tongue running up Giantcaw's length, flicking the very tip before withdrawing. The single motion was more than enough to get Giantcaw's penis to grow and stiffen to its full size and at last, Twilight went to work.
Her mouth opened wide and engulfed the head. She flicked her tongue across the tip and swirled it around as she bobbed her head up and down, pushing herself further down onto the eager cock. Twilight opened her eyes when she was halfway down his member and winked at him. With a single movement, Twilight pushed down as far as she could, reaching the base of Giantcaw's penis.
The light moan that left his lips made her smirk and she stared him right in the eyes as she sucked and devoured his cock. As time went on, the pegasus's moaning grew in intensity and frequency, Twilight working her magic like an expert. Up and down she went, sucking and licking the shaft all the while, swallowing and swirling when she hit the base.
Both ponies savored every moment of intense pleasure. Giantcaw, for the warmth, wetness, and tightness of Twilight's mouth; the gracefulness of her movements, the precision and skill of her tongue. Twilight, for the simple feeling of cock deep in her throat, tightening around a penis she so yearned for. She felt every vein, every strand of saliva in her throat. Her hooves were mashing her vagina and clit furiously, wetness dribbling across the floor below. It felt so very primal, so very good, that she wished it would never end.
But then Giantcaw's moaning increased dramatically and he tensed up, slightly bucking Twilight's mouth so his penis stayed lodged in her throat. She knew a coming orgasm when she saw one, so Twilight reached over and cradled his balls with a hoof. She wiggled her tongue from out of her mouth and licked between them while massaging and rubbing the twin testicles, causing Giantcaw to moan even louder and buck even harder.
With a final scream, the stallion grabbed Twilight's head and pulled her close, ramming his cock as deep into her throat as possible. His semen gushed forward in streams and Twilight swallowed them each wholeheartedly. She absolutely loved the flavor of his seed. It was so tasty and rich, yet so hard to explain, that she knew she would have to do some research about it.
Giantcaw's second and third cum splashes flooded down Twilight's throat and she moaned around his penis, swallowing as quickly as she could so as to not waste a single drop of his delicious milk. His orgasm lasted for several minutes and Twilight drank up his cum without a single complaint, rubbing furiously at her clit all the while.
Eventually his penis stopped throbbing and Giantcaw's sperm stopped shooting out. Twilight was sad to see it end and wanted more. She looked at his shrinking penis with a small frown and moved the hoof cradling his balls to his shaft, rubbing gently to try and get it erect again. Try as she might, however, it refused to grow, shrinking back into his sheath without a trace.
The unicorn went to idly massaging her lower lips, thinking of how Giantcaw could please her even more. She looked over his body; from his hooves, too thick to even dare penetration; to his tail, so tantalizingly flexible and able to reach all the right places; to his wings, standing erect at his sides, positively hard at his arousal. An idea crossed her mind and she eased Giantcaw down onto the bed, moving around to one of his sides.
She reached over and rubbed along the length of one of the stallion's wings, watching in amusement as his mouth opened in a smiling moan, his body shuddering in delight. She grabbed the wing and massaged the feathers, testing how firm and thick they were.
Twilight was satisfied with what she found. Grabbing the entirety of his wing in her magic, she moved her vagina to the tip of the thickest wing and pushed it inside her. The feather didn't slide in on the first try, but after a bit of natural lube and a bit of wiggling, it slipped in easily.
The rest of the feathers were no problem. Every time one went in, Twilight shuddered as a new wave of pleasure spread throughout her body. Eventually she hit the base of his wing. She looked down in awe at how she managed to fit the entire thing inside of her, only then noticing the slight bulge on her stomach. Eyes wide, she turned to face Giantcaw, who was only just realizing that his wing was inside of a pony's slick pussy.
His pupils shrunk further as Twilight started sliding herself on the bed, making his wing slide in and out of her wet cunt. Twilight was ecstatic. The feathers' barbs tickled her clit gently, and it was all she could do to prevent an orgasm so soon.
Despite her best efforts, she climaxed after less than a minute of riding Giantcaw's wingboner. Twilight was a squirter. She knew that from experience. Never before had she seen so much vaginal juice pour out, soaking the sheets and stallion both. She rode the high of her orgasm for many moments until it finally faded away. All she could do afterwards was pant and stare wide-eyed at the orange, living sex toy on her bed.
"Ahhh, that was.... amazing..." she breathed out, cuddling up against the stallion. He slowly pushed her away from him to free his wing from the clutches of her vagina, then pulled her close to share a deep kiss. Twilight melted like butter in his hooves and after he pulled away, she was breathless.
"Hey guys, lunch is- Uhhh..."
The ponies on the bed spun around. Silence ensued as the three looked between each other, not knowing what to do, what to say. Spike turned slowly around and walked straight out the door, closing it as quietly as possible. Twilight turned back to Giantcaw.
"Eheh, so uh... I just wanted to apologize for trying to, y'know, the other time. And, uh..." she leaned over and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. "I should really get going now. Can we do this again some time?"
Giantcaw's relentless smile grew larger and he nodded, watching the librarian's eyes shine and twinkle from an unseen light before she headed downstairs. The pegasus thought it best if he didn't stay for lunch, but since he hadn't brought any money with him, there was only one place for him to go:
The children were still playing by the time Giantcaw left the library. The filly and colt from before were no longer chasing each other, however. They were simply relaxing on the grass, chatting about such and such with a few other foals.
His stomach growled and he remembered where he was going. Turning around, he took in the sights on the way to Applejack's farm. Ponyville was such a beautiful little town, nature coexisting with ponymade creations, polar opposites blending almost seamlessly together as two parts of a whole.
There wasn't a single house without flowers or a garden, anything that wasn't a building or a street was considered a park, and every park had some unique landmark that made it different from the others. One had a nice lake filled to the brim with plants and animals, making it a splendid resting spot but terrible swimming area. A smaller lake in a different area of Ponyville had a crystal-clear water that made up for the other's overabundance of wildlife.
The road to the farm was a great example of the extent of nature's inclusion in Ponyville. The apple trees, though planted by hoof, seemed as though they belonged exactly where they were, like they've been growing since even before a pony ever set hoof near the area. The only thing that seemed to suggest the apple trees weren't part of some natural apple forest was the fencing all around the Acres.
Fence and road led to a quaint red barn near the center of the farm, home to the Apple family. They were good friends, the Apples and Giantcaw, and he was certain they'd be more than willing to feed him in exchange for a bit of manual labor.
As Giantcaw began to walk up to the barn, he heard a noise. Like an idiot from a murder movie, he stopped in his tracks and turned toward it, watching for movement. His pulse quickened and he lowered his stance, ears flicking about, searching for sounds. Hearing nothing, he quietly sneaked around to the source.
His cock grew hard the second he found it.
Applejack was lying on the ground, legs spread wide, with Winona on top of her. The dog was licking away at the earth mare's vagina and Applejack, whose head was held upwards, seemed to be doing the same to Winona's. After the border collie noticed the pegasus watching them, however, she stopped. Applejack kept licking away for a few seconds before noticing the lack of reciprocation.
"W-Winona, why'd ya sto- Huh..." Applejack said, moving her head to the side in order to catch a glimpse of what was distracting her canine lover. "What'cha looki- Oh, sweet Celestia."
Giantcaw was walking away from the tree, headed towards the pair, his erect 16-inch penis swinging slightly underneath him. The smile ever-present on his face was twisted into a smirk, his lustful eyes taking in the saccharine scene before him. He looked from pony to dog, from wet vagina to wet vagina. He wasn't sure if having sex with a dog would work, so he'd definitely have to distract her to get to Applejack.
"Uh... Howdy there, Giantcaw!" Applejack gulped, sweating profusely, trying to wriggle out from underneath Winona. "What brings you 'round... Oh, my..."
Giantcaw's cock was a mere inch away from the mare's face, a drop of precum leaking from the tip in anticipation of a good buck. He moved forward a bit and his penis pressed up against Applejack's mouth. She breathed in his musky aroma and hesitated, looking between the dog above her and the stallion beyond. Giantcaw was too busy to even realize the position he was in; his concentration was on getting Winona to continue her tonguing.
Applejack noticed his lack of attention and took a moment to think about what she should do. On the one hoof, Winona tasted absolutely delightful, and the dog was so wet and aroused it made her juices even better than normal. On the other, a tasty-looking penis was literally right in front of her face, already touching her lips, and it would be so easy to just open wide and start sucking away. There were few chances for her to do such a thing, but her and Winona's excursions were a common thing.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, catching the strong scent of Giantcaw's arousal, making her wet from the sheer smell. Winona noticed Applejack's lips moistening and lapped away at them, causing her to moan at the sudden pleasure. The cock pressed up against her slid in when her mouth opened up, causing both Giantcaw and Applejack to stiffen in surprise. Neither dared move for several seconds, though Applejack continued to quietly moan as Winona's tongue worked on her pussy.
The earth pony was the first to recover and she licked up the precum, savoring its salty, yet sweet, flavor. She sucked and licked and moaned, bringing one of her forehooves around Giantcaw's flanks and pulling him closer, ramming his cock deep in her throat. She then realized she didn't much enjoy deepthroating, nor was she much of a fan of giving head. The flavor was the only good thing about it, but she could certainly think of better ways to milk a stallion.
Giantcaw was caught off guard, but there was no way he would ever complain at getting a surprise blowjob from a more-than-eager mare. The mouth around his cock, sucking and licking, was wonderful. Though she seemed to be inexperienced with the whole oral thing, Applejack was certainly good at it. He looked at the orange head bobbing up and down on his shaft, thrusting slightly into her mouth. He bent his head down and flicked his tongue across her clit, joining Winona in pleasuring the orange mare.
The hoof that held Giantcaw's flank moved to the side and, in one swift movement, penetrated his tight hole. It didn't go very far - not even an inch managed to slide in - so Applejack removed it after a moment. Giantcaw was staring at the crazy mare. She couldn't take his surprised face seriously; after all, how could anypony be shocked AND smiling at the same time? Moving her hoof up to Winona's behind, she slid her hoof in and out of the dog's vagina to get a good layer of lube on it.
When she turned back to reinsert her hoof, however, Giantcaw had vanished. She looked around confusedly, trying to figure out where he'd gone, when suddenly two lips were pressed against hers in a deep kiss. Her eyes closed and she felt Giantcaw's tongue pressing against her own. She opened up just the slightest bit and his tongue came erupting forth, ravaging her mouth, feeling along the inside. Her tongue tentatively tasted his and they were soon intertwined, wriggling against each other and causing the both of them to moan slightly in delight.
Giantcaw retreated, a single strand of saliva arcing between their lips. He moved down to her flanks and started licking her moist, juicy pussy again. Winona was a smart dog and knew that he would gladly take up the reigns, so she withdrew. She was forgotten in an instant by both mare and stallion, only for the latter to become suddenly aware of her presence when he felt a warmth on his penis.
He looked underneath him and saw Winona tasting the precum on his cock, moving down to his shaft and his balls, licking and slurping all the while. The stallion refocused his attention on the delicious mare below, burying his muzzle between her folds and pushing his tongue as deep as he could. Applejack moaned louder than even before, the warm wetness writhing and wriggling within her.
A while later she became short of breath, panting loudly, her chest rising and falling as her lungs filled with air she so desperately needed. It took Giantcaw a while to realize, but the signs of orgasm were clear to him. She was riding the post-climax high and wouldn't completely be herself for quite a while.
Winona continued her licking and Giantcaw was content to just sit there and let her do her thing for a while, but then he wanted more. He spun around and Winona stopped for a moment, gazing up at him curiously. His hoof pressed against her gently, pushing her onto her back. He bent down, giving her wet vagina a little taste. It was very similar to Applejack's, only a bit more watery and sweet.
As fun as oral was, it did nothing for his penis. He moved to stand directly over the newly-excited dog, lining up his cock with Winona's vagina. Ever so gently, he pushed forward, burying more and more of his meat into the border collie. She howled quietly but didn't squirm or try to escape; instead, she raised her head and started licking Giantcaw's muzzle. He opened his mouth and welcomed her in, the flat tongue probing inside happily.
His cock continued pushing forward and reached the halfway mark when Giantcaw felt a wall. He slowly pulled out and pushed back in, quickening his pace with each successive thrust. Winona was tighter than both Twilight's and Applejack's mouths, but the tightness only disallowed him from bucking into her as quickly as he wanted. The thought was lost on him when he felt a pressure on his tail.
Spinning his head around, he saw a smirking pony pushing his tail to the side, the other hoof buried between her legs. When Applejack brought it up, it glimmered in the sun, the mare's arousal serving as lube. She brought her hoof to his anal entrance, wiggling and pushing just hard enough to penetrate.
The hoof slid in with little resistance, thanks to the lube. Applejack continued pushing in, deeper and deeper, until she decided she was in far enough. As the pegasus was trying to adjust to having something inside of his tailhole, Winona barked, unhappy that he stopped pounding her pussy.
He pulled his cock out, which brought his hole closer to Applejack, causing her hoof to slide in deeper. He moaned at the sensation and pushed back into Winona, Applejack's hoof sliding slightly out of him. She twisted her head around and brought her mouth up, licking his dangling testicles. As Giantcaw got back into a rough rhythm, Applejack followed his movements. She pushed her hoof in when he was pulling out to get in as deep as she could, so far that his flank touched her shoulder, and pulled away when he thrusted forwards. Her mouth moved randomly: one moment sucking and licking his balls, the next moment tracing along his length.
Applejack's other hoof was digging into her own flesh, her arousal spilling onto the grass, her scent mixing with Giantcaw's and Winona's. She approached her second orgasm and her hoof wriggled within the stallion's tailhole, the pressure causing him to reach his own climax sooner than he would have otherwise. Winona, meanwhile, was just recovering from her third orgasm of the day, her vagina so sensitive by that point that her fourth was already in full swing.
Applejack and Giantcaw both cried out in ecstasy as they simultaneously came. Giantcaw's seed flooded into Winona, filling her quickly. A steady flow of cum spilled out of her soaked pussy, only to be caught by Applejack's waiting mouth. The taste was even better than she anticipated; it was much stronger, tastier, and sweeter than his precum, and she drank up as much as she could catch.
The stallion's climax slowly died down and his penis began shrinking down. Giantcaw decided to just stay in the grass, relaxing with a goofy smile on his face. Applejack slowly moved to his flanks, engulfing his shrinking penis in her mouth. Her tongue scooped up every last bit of cum on and around his cock. When the last drop was taken, she curled up against the pegasus and fell fast asleep.
"Nope," came a voice off to the side. Giantcaw turned to face it, only to find himself grabbed by Big Macintosh and dragged off through the rows of apple trees.
Big Mac dragged his sister's sex toy through the Acres towards the farm, leaving Giantcaw only enough mobility to think. He wasn't exactly sure what he should have even been thinking. An unsolved murder case with a missing body passed through his mind multiple times, as did a massive stallion pounding his ass so hard that it ruptured his insides and caused him to die a slow, painful death.
When he found himself on the floor in the big red barn, he was even less sure of what should have been running through his mind. He had no idea what they were even doing in the house, nor did he know if anypony else was there. The only thing he was certain of was that he hadn't eaten any lunch yet. As his stomach growled, Big Mac smirked and tossed Giantcaw onto the couch in the living room.
"Hungry?" he asked, watching the pegasus squirm under his gaze.
"U-uhm... Yeah..."
"Hmph," Big Mac said, walking right up to the orange stallion. His gaze seemed to pierce through Giantcaw's very soul, causing him to shift uncomfortably again. He couldn't quite look away from those two green eyes, until something else caught his attention. He looked down.
Big Mac's massive penis stood at attention, rubbing against the seated stallion's chest. Giantcaw gulped uncertainly, knowing full well what he was expected to do, but unsure if he would be able to bring himself to do it.
"Eat up."
Those two simple words stopped any and all objections Giantcaw had to doing the deed, and his eyes flicked between the stallion's face and erection. He gulped again, eyes locked on the cock in front of him. Big Mac's massive member put his own to shame; whereas his was a good 16 inches, Big Mac's was at least two feet long and much, much thicker. His eyes flicked up to the earth pony's patient face and he knew he had all the time in the world to get started. That fact alone made him want to just get it over with sooner.
He grabbed the cock in both hooves and moved it up to his lips. The musky scent of Big Mac's erection flooded into his nose. It didn't smell all that great, but it wasn't bad either. He licked the very tip of the penis, getting a small taste. His mouth opened tentatively, wrapping around Big Mac's head. A few seconds passed as he relaxed and tried to get used to having another stallion's member in his mouth. It was something he'd never done before - he was 100% virgin before Twilight sucked him off - so he simply held still, breathing in and out deeply, trying to calm his mind.
Big Mac's penis didn't taste like much other than hairless skin, and Giantcaw didn't much like the taste of the precum dripping out onto his tongue. The entire experience was so strange and unappealing that he wasn't sure why anypony would like it, but he knew there was no way he would be able to leave the farm without pleasing the resident stallion.
Giantcaw glanced up once more at Big Mac's always-patient expression and, unable to handle the penetrating blankness of the stallion's stare, refocused his sight on the base of the cock in front of him. It was so very far away that he wasn't sure he could get there, but he decided to give it a go anyways. He was pretty sure a bit of head-sucking wouldn't be enough to please Big Mac.
Slowly, he pushed forwards, Big Mac's cock sliding deeper into his mouth, almost reaching his throat. He took another moment to relax and settle, feeling the texture. Every vein was oddly conspicuous, every bump felt on his tongue and the walls of his mouth. Another glob of precum dribbled out and onto the very back of his tongue, and Giantcaw felt it slide down his throat, so slowly it seemed to last an eternity.
His eyes flicked nervously up to Big Mac. Judging by the look on his face - which Giantcaw knew was very unreliable, considering Big Mac very rarely showed any emotion - he was still patiently waiting for the sucking to begin in full. In fact, the sucking hadn't even started. Giantcaw was still trying to get used to the fact that he was stuffing a giant penis into his mouth. He continued breathing, trying to calm himself down. He tried not to think that he was shoving a cock that was way too big to possibly fit inside of him into his mouth, but instead that he was shoving a cock that definitely couldn't harm him in any possible way into his mouth. Eventually, the odd feeling became gradually less uncomfortable.
The pegasus slid forward once more, as slowly as always, feeling Big Mac's meat slipping into his throat. Eyes still locked on the base of the cock, he noticed that he hadn't even gotten a foot of stallion meat inside of him. His throat was expanding to fit it all inside of him and he shut his eyes, forcing himself forward. Big Mac eventually let out a low, quiet moan and started to move.
Giantcaw's eyes shot open and he followed Big Mac's form, moving his own body to match the movements of the other pony. He eventually had to move off of the couch and onto the floor, and when Big Mac started to lay back on the seat, he had to sit down on his hind hooves. When his vision flicked back to the green, piercing eyes, Giantcaw noticed that he was at eye level with Big Mac, though the stallion's cock had left his throat entirely during the change in position.
He sighed and put his mind at ease once more, steeling his nerves as he bobbed his head down, feeling the precum-covered cock easing itself further into his throat. It continued sliding deeper and deeper in, precum oozing out, until finally Giantcaw had to stop.
He didn't have to stop because it was in too deep or because it was hurting, but because he needed to breathe. He pulled his head back up and completely away from the stallionhood, breathing in deeply, staring at the massive thing. As his lungs filled with air, the pegasus wondered briefly how much of it he'd managed to fit inside of him before opening up and placing the head back into his mouth. This time, instead of simply sliding down the cock, he began sucking on it.
Big Mac let out another moan and Giantcaw closed his eyes, sliding down until cock met throat, sucking and slurping on it. He decided to try and get the entirety of the thing in his throat in one movement, so he wouldn't run out of breath again. His nose stole a deep breath of air and he pushed down, feeling Big Mac enter his throat once again.
This time, he took no breaks. He pushed ever onward, inch by inch, until finally he felt something hit his muzzle. His eyes opened and took in the sight of Big Mac's glorious red coat, no longer able to see any of his penis. He'd done it. The massive two-footer was lodged completely in his throat.
When Giantcaw moved his head back up, he began sucking again. He went back to the very tip of Big Mac's cock, flicked it with his tongue, then went down halfway in one movement. A gasp and moan escaped the stallion's lips as Giantcaw continued bobbing up and down, switching effortlessly between sucking and deepthroating. As he went up, he sucked, tongue swirling around, licking up and spreading the precum. Every time he went down, he made sure to deepthroat, sometimes reaching the base of Big Mac's penis.
Big Mac slowly got into a slight bucking rhythm, moving his hips forward and backward ever so slightly. One of his hooves reached out and grabbed the back of the pegasus's head, pulling him in closer with every thrust. By that time his penis rarely ever left the tight embrace of Giantcaw's throat, and even then only long enough for him to take in a breath of fresh, musk-filled air.
His bucks gradually increased in speed and frequency, and Giantcaw knew from his own experiences that Big Mac was reaching an orgasm. His throat urged the penis to climax when Giantcaw started to swallow, waiting impatiently for the stallion to cum and the whole experience to be over with. An orange hoof reached up and began massaging Big Mac's balls, kneading them, telling him to cum. He was more than happy to oblige.
Big Mac's cock flared deep in Giantcaw's throat and his seed shot forth, causing the pegasus to swallow frantically, only increasing Big Mac's pleasure and orgasm. Semen continued spilling out and eventually Giantcaw slapped against Mac's flanks. He removed his cock from the stallion's mouth and smothered Giantcaw's face and mouth in cum as he breathed in deeply, coughing up sperm.
As the massive penis began shrinking down before his eyes, Giantcaw began wiping away the hot liquid coating his face. There was a massive puddle on the couch, dripping onto the wooden floor, not to even mention the mess on both Big Mac's hips and around Giantcaw's entire upper body.
"Oh, man. Where's your bathroom?" Giantcaw asked. Big Mac answered by pointing at the stairs, and Giantcaw nodded in thanks before heading up. He turned back about halfway to see the red stallion swirling the cum in his hooves, giving it a tentative lick before wiping it away in disgust.
Smiling, he shook his head and turned when he reached the upper floor. Luckily the doors were all marked, so finding the bathroom was easy. He opened up and walked in, freezing instantly when he realized he wasn't alone.
Granny Smith was toweling off after her shower. Turning around, she saw a strange orange pegasus in the bathroom with her, staring in frozen silence.
"Why, hello, Sonny. What brings you here?" she asked, continuing to dry herself off as she sized up the stallion.
"Uhh..."
"Now, now, don't be shy," Granny Smith said, walking up and throwing her towel over Giantcaw's shoulder. She pressed him up against the wall and straddled him, rubbing his sheath with one of her forehooves. Her mouth opened and she licked Big Mac's cum off of his face.
"Uhh, I dunno if we shou-"
The elderly mare placed her other forehoof over his lips, silencing him. "Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh. It's alright, Granny's here..." she trailed off, lowering herself down, bringing her head down, staring as his growing penis. "There, there. No reason to let this go to waste..."
She immediately pushed forward and covered Giantcaw's cock, feeling it grow to its full size in her mouth. It pushed itself down her throat and Granny moaned around it, sucking with all her might. The stallion eventually recovered from the shock and tried to move away, only to trip on something and fall flat on his back.
He turned back to the elderly mare. She was holding her long, wrinkly tits like ropes, and his eyes traced them until he saw them wrap around his hind hooves. She walked up and brought herself down on his still-erect penis, feeling it slide easily into her wet pussy.
"Oh no you don't, Sonny. This mare hasn't been pleased in well over forty years. Ah ain't lettin' ya get away now, y'hear?"
Giantcaw gulped as the wrinkly mare bounced up and down on his member, over and over again. Nasty cracking, creaking, and squelching sounds filled the bathroom, Granny Smith's decrepit and wrinkly lips flapping and slapping against Giantcaw's cock and hips. Her saggy breasts were flailing around wildly in the air, sometimes slapping herself in the face, sometimes plopping down onto the stallion's head and chest.
Granny Smith continued her odd, creaky bouncing for a good fifteen seconds before she suddenly screamed and spasmed. After a moment she collapsed off to the side, panting, apparently recovering from her climax.
"Ohhhh, that felt gooood..." she breathed. Knees wobbling, she walked up and gave him a kiss on the cheek, then walked out the door as if nothing happened.
Confused and slightly disturbed, Giantcaw walked into the shower and cleaned himself up.
Big Macintosh was kind enough to treat Giantcaw to a free meal after he finished showering. Although his stomach was still full of decidedly foul-tasting semen, he devoured the food hungrily. The journey back to Ponyville was every bit as relaxing as the one away from it, and the smile on his face eased into a serene curve.
As was his routine, he explored Ponyville until around three o'clock in the afternoon. He saw many of the same things as every other day - young fillies and colts were chasing each other and playing various games; the wildlife in the area were roaming around the parks, a few daring ones in the streets and around the town proper; and the entirety of the place was just so right that it would've been impossible for his smile to slip. After a while, though, he headed home for dinner and rest.
His dinner was a relatively plain meal. A simple salad, some flowers, and some juice were all that he needed to be content. By the time the moon came up later that night, the orange pegasus was already fast asleep.
Giantcaw found himself in the middle of a field of wildflowers. It was a common place for him to dream himself in; the beauty in nature calmed his soul and relaxed his spirit. He was a self-trained lucid dreamer and always found that there were no bounds he couldn't break in his own little world. Even with that power and knowledge, he chose never to do much. Giantcaw was a very easily pleased stallion, to the point that he needed only relaxation in his life to be happy. His dreams often reflected that need, placing him in serene locations or particularly joyful areas of Equestria.
The most common thing he did in his dreams was act out life normally. Giantcaw never changed his dreams, for better or for worse, not even during a horrific nightmare. If he found himself in Ponyville, he'd play with the foals and mingle with everypony as he usually did. If he happened to be in a flowery wonderland, he'd find a nice spot to relax and gaze at the scenery.
Instead of relaxing in a clearing or by a tree, however, the pegasus spread his wings and took to the skies. He soared straight up, looking out at the wondrous horizon. The mountains in the north sloped upwards, disappearing into the cloud cover. There was a massive forest to the east, at least several times larger than the Everfree, blanketing the land as far as the eye could see. To the south, the field of flowers continued to the seashore, waves gently rolling up onto the sand. Giantcaw flew westward to the ever-changing lands. Some parts of it were grasslands with rolling hills and winding rivers, some were flat prairies, and he could have sworn there were the beginnings of the desert just at the edge of the horizon.
Beneath him, he saw many wonderful creatures of the soil: there were antelope bounding elegantly across the grass, giraffes chowing down on clumps of trees, and massive herds of zebra chasing after one another a ways away. Giantcaw ascended skyward, landing on a soft cloud above it all. He could faintly see the shimmer of stars through the sky above, but instead focused his attention on a group of young rabbits hanging around a family of squirrels.
A creature landed next to him with a silent pomf, cuddling up next to the stallion. He looked down and saw an eagle, perched on the cloud that served as his chair. He extended a wing and brought the eagle closer, the strange embrace welcomed by both parties. Not a moment later, a bird, nested above the rabbits and squirrels, called out into the world. Giantcaw removed his wing from around his eagle companion and watched as it took off, gliding through the skies toward his waiting friend.
He looked around, smiling, and spotted a massive lily pad in the center of a calm lake. He dived off his fluffy perch and soared towards the watery paradise, landing gently on the plant's surface. The water rippled slightly as his weight shifted atop the makeshift platform. When he was comfortable, he looked around once again.
The water was completely clear, the bottom of the lake covered in fine sand and small pebbles. There were no plants in the lake, but plenty of fish were swimming around.
He closed his eyes and breathed in the fresh air, basking in the sun's glow. He felt something land on the lily pad a few feet off to his left, but didn't bother looking to see what it was. Another something landed mere inches away from his hoof and he felt something bouncing atop his body moments later. Opening one eye, he peered at the frog that managed to work its way up to his chest.
Giantcaw closed his eye again and went back to relaxing, the frog forgotten after he heard it splash back into the water around him. A few drops of moisture landed on his face, sliding down his cheek and into his blue mane. He soon felt a weight settle down next to him, hugging him around his chest and curling at his side.
Head turned, his eyes opened and took in the sight of a brown and white earth mare, whose mane was the same shade of brown as much of her coat. She twisted her head around in a quick movement and gave his cheek a quick lick, then climbed over him and relaxed on his stomach. The stallion wasn't sure why, but he reached over and started idly petting the strange pony. Her tail started wagging wildly at the attention, only for the mare to stiffen and turn as something else climbed onto the pad.
"Winona, there you are!" Applejack exclaimed, trotting over to the mare atop the pegasus's stomach. "Oh, Ah was lookin' everywhere for you!" She turned to Giantcaw, hugging him appreciatively. "Thank ya kindly, pardner, fer keepin' an eye on Winona fer me. What's yer name?"
Giantcaw blinked confusedly. "Giantcaw. What was that you said? Isn't Winona your dog?"
Both earth mares looked at him with such bewildered expressions that he thought half of his face must've been missing. They turned to each other with amused smiles and exploded in riotous laughter, collapsing onto the floor of the lily pad. They rolled on the floor and laughed and gasped for air for quite a while. Giantcaw removed them from his mind and turned to more important matters. Namely, the third -and somehow, completely dry - pony climbing up out of the lake and onto the lily pad.
"Applejack," Big Macintosh said. The mare in question shut up and stood at attention, looking toward the shore when her brother nodded his head over his shoulder.
"Oh, right. Alright, Mac, make sure Winona don't run off anywhere." Applejack eased herself down into the water, swimming off toward dry land. "Ah'll be back in a second," she called back, not bothering to turn her head.
Big Mac walked over to the dog-turned-pony and pat her on the head a couple times, slowly nudging her off of her living sofa. He then went to the water's edge where Applejack left, watching as she swam peacefully through the lake. When Winona was certain he wasn't paying any attention at all to her, she stalked over to Giantcaw and relaxed on his stomach once again.
He smiled at her and patted her head, receiving a few licks on the snout in return. He laughed and turned his head away, only for his chin and cheek to get covered in slobber instead. Giantcaw continued petting her and she licked his face more and more, trying her hardest to reach his snout.
The stallion eventually laughed aloud and Winona took her chance, lurching forward and smothering his lips in a sloppy kiss. She pushed her tongue into his mouth and began hungrily probing its depths, her saliva mixing with his. They continued their makeout session until a grunt nearby brought them both back down to earth.
They looked up at Big Mac. Winona frowned and got up off of Giantcaw, head hung low, then dragged herself over to where she should have been seated. Big Mac's expression of disapproval quickly turned to one of amusement and he nodded, going back to waiting for his sister to return.
Giantcaw went back to soaking up the sun. He closed his eyes and felt the sun beating down on his eyelids, warmth spreading throughout his body. The dog-pony and stallion hanging out by the edge were all but forgotten to him. He faintly heard the song of birds in the distance, filling his ears with such beautiful music that his mind wandered freely. Thoughts of Ponyville, of his family, of his old friends pooled forth and broke through his mental dam, the only protection from his past.
Bloodshot eyes wide open, Giantcaw rocketed up and looked around him. Applejack was almost finished with her return trip, Granny Smith resting atop her back. Big mac was tossing some type of fruit into the water, Winona chasing after it in an oddly suitable game of fetch. A sound off to his side caused him to jump, not having known when Twilight arrived. She looked up at him with a perplexed face, then pointed at the lily pad.
"This isn't possible. There's no way a lily pad can even grow to this size, not to mention the fact that it can support full-grown ponies. These things can barely even support a frog normally, and one this size couldn't possibly hold up all this weight." She frowned, poking the water leaf with a hoof, testing its stability.
"Oh, c'mon Twilight. Just get on up here, it's fine," Applejack said, sliding Granny off her back. She pulled herself up onto the lily pad and shook herself dry, spraying Giantcaw in a fine, relaxing mist.
Prodding the impossible plant every few inches, Twilight scoured the edge for the most structurally sound spot to climb up onto. Applejack just rolled her eyes and walked over to the pegasus in the center, rolling onto her back and splaying her hooves every which way.
The pair sat in calm silence for several moments, simply enjoying one another's company, listening to Twilight rant and Granny Smith snore, to Big Mac splashing Winona when she began biting into the fruity plaything. She eventually turned her head to face him, staring into the sides of his eyes. She vaguely realized in the back of her mind that the smile on his face never died, never vanished, not even when something so terrible happened that Pinkie's mouth would contort into a disgustingly out of place frown.
"Hey," she said, watching the way his ear flicked to her direction, his entire head following soon afterwards. "Why're ya always so happy?"
Giantcaw looked into the green eyes of the orange mare beside him, the corners of his lips dragged downwards ever so slightly. He thought about how to answer the unanswerable question. His happiness was a constant thing, ever since that party so long ago, and not once had anypony thought to ask about it before.
The most obvious thing that came to mind was that the party gave him friends and an entirely new take on the world, but something deep in the recesses of his brain told him that was dead wrong. After all, he'd been walking through Ponyville for over a week before that day. Sure, the smile wasn't present on his face, but Giantcaw must've had a reason. Maybe, deep down, he was searching for something to change his life for the better, to give him a reason to laugh and socialize, to wake up every morning looking forward to the day ahead.
"I don't know," he said at length, returning his gaze to the cloudless sky, searching his soul and the heavens above for an answer. Applejack eyed him for a few moments before getting up and joining Winona for a swim.
Giantcaw knew not why he chose to return to Ponyville each and every day during that week of shunned solitude. There was nothing for him in the small town. No friends, no family, no job, no home. It was just mindless wandering. The more he tried to think about it, the less he remembered. The first thing he could clearly recall was Pinkie Pie's face, mouth opened impossibly wide, eyes positively bulging out of their sockets when she realized she never properly welcomed him to the small town.
He shook his head and cleared his thoughts, focusing on relaxation. The sound of water splashing and ponies laughing was all he could pay attention to, all he could handle thinking about.
"So, Giantcaw."
The stallion turned his head and raised his brows inquisitively, eyes locked on the unicorn addressing him. She settled down a short ways away, gazing out at the scenery. Silently, wordlessly, they sat. A few wondrous minutes passed between them, pleasantly quiet.
"Applejack tells me she found you here, alone, lying in that exact spot."
"Mmhmm."
Twilight changed her position, one hoof supporting her weight, and looked down at Giantcaw. "What were you doing here all by yourself?"
Giantcaw grunted and shook his head slightly. "Oh, y'know. Relaxing. Listening to the birds, looking up at the sky. That sort of thing."
The unicorn didn't have a reply to that and gave up trying to come up with one after a short time, simply laying herself down and closing her eyes. She breathed in deeply, choosing to forget the fact that she was on an impossibly strong, impossibly large lily pad in an impossibly clear lake in an impossibly serene world. The sun beating down on her put her mind at ease and soon she was fast asleep, one hoof placed on Giantcaw's chest.
Giantcaw relaxed there for a moment before removing Twilight's hoof from around him, pushing himself gently away from the mare to not wake her. He got up and stretched, then walked over and sat next to Big Mac. The two of them watched as Winona and Applejack swam together, splashing and dunking each other's heads underwater.
"Winona likes you," Big Mac said, breaking the silence. He turned to Giantcaw, looking down at him with an unreadable expression.
Not knowing how to reply, the pegasus simply watched Winona play in the water. Her tail was wagging, just as a dog's would. She was panting, just as a dog would. Her tongue flopped lazily out and around her mouth, just as a dog's would. Winona the pony acted the exact same way as Winona the dog did, a fact that was a bit unnerving to Giantcaw.
"We all like you... Applejack, Winona and Ah," Big Mac spoke, placing one hoof over Giantcaw's. When his head turned to face him, Big Mac kissed the other stallion passionately. The single kiss lasted for but a fleeting moment before they separated.
"An' if ya want us, we're all yours." He turned his head and looked back to his sister and Winona, who were both eying Giantcaw hopefully. The pegasus smiled and walked over to Applejack, and in one swift move, closed his eyes and locked lips with the mare.
Winona and Big Mac smiled, taking position nearby. Big Mac lied down on his back and massaged his sheath, nodding to Winona as his penis revealed itself. The dog-pony thing moved behind Giantcaw, rubbing and breathing on his testicles, one hoof coaxing his cock out of hiding. She smiled and slowly guided the pegasus over to Big Mac, who was now idly rubbing his fully erect penis.
When they were there, the red stallion rolled Giantcaw onto him, letting his cock fall onto the pegasus's stomach. Giantcaw watched as Winona continued stroking his length and lied down at his side, mouth watering and eyes wide. Applejack settled behind the other mare's flanks, lowering her mouth just outside Winona's entrance. She flicked her tongue across the surface of her nethers, smirking at the way the mare shivered under her touch.
Applejack continued licking Winona's vagina. As the latter moaned, her saliva dripped down onto Giantcaw's cock and her hoof rubbed faster. Eventually his erection grew to its full size and she closed her mouth around it, sucking lustfully. She licked up every drop of precum that dared enter her mouth and descended upon the stallion meat, fully deepthroating the pegasus in a matter of seconds. Her head bobbed up and down on his member, moaning around it, sucking and devouring it desperately.
Giantcaw introduced his mouth to Applejack's nethers and he tasted the mare's juices. It was similar to heady apple cider, nothing at all like the last time he'd gorged himself on the farmer's wetness. His tongue slipped into her vagina easily and he wriggled it around inside. Applejack moaned loud and long, and upped the pace of her own sensual fellating.
Big Macintosh watched and listened to the erotic play for a while before he slid Giantcaw backward, feeling the pegasus's back on his snout, and positioned his cock. He pressed it against the stallion's tight hole, slowly penetrating his anus. Giantcaw cried out as the massive member pierced through him, the colors of the world swirling together, mixing into a pool of liquid rainbow clouds.
The amorphous sky absorbed the red body below him, the brown one and the orange one to his side, the lily pad he was resting on, the water and the planet all. Together they became a single entity, one massive form, constantly changing. The countless colors continued blending and twisting, kept combining and swirling. Soon they were a gross reproduction of a rainbow. Red turned into maroon; orange, into brown; yellow, to mustard; green, similar to puke; blue, like that of metallic water; indigo, the gross mutation of an ashen twilight; and violet all but disappeared in the swirling inferno of hues.
The six colors formed a single, tearless shape - its edges zero in number, yet impossibly many in sight. Every swarming mass collided with the others in a clear, undefinable boundary, their hues mixing and matching, the distinct sub-shapes coalescing into one. The combination of the entire world resulted in a nasty brown; the greens, blue, reds and yellows vanished, morphed into the disgusting world around the still-orange stallion, alone in his own subconscious.
As Giantcaw spun around and soaked in the world in its entirety, he slowly realized his was floating impossibly in nothing. He felt nothing, heard nothing, smelled nothing - and yet there he was, floating in the wasteland of his dream, wondering what happened to the beautiful world his imagination created for him. Suddenly there was a glimmer, a faint shine in the muddy abyss, off in the very corners of his vision. Giantcaw squinted and gazed into it, and suddenly, the world came back to him.
Applejack, Winona, Big Mac, and Granny Smith were all huddled around the pegasus on the lily pad, all panting, some sweating. They all bore smiles on their faces as they breathed in. The large red earth stallion was still underneath him, and Giantcaw could feel a wet warmth, both oozing all over his midsection and dribbling out of his anus. The brown earth mare was still by his side, and Giantcaw could feel her tongue cleaning up the last of the mess of Big Mac's ejaculation. The orange earth mare was also by his side still, and Giantcaw felt her cuddled up against him, eyes half-open, watching him with a bemused smile present on her face.
Big Macintosh stood up and Winona followed, continuing to clean him up. He gently pushed her away and she moved to Granny Smith, lapping up a clear liquid from around her nethers. She moaned and called Applejack over with a hoof. The mare shooed Winona away quickly and told her to follow Big Mac.
"Ah'ma head on back to the farm," the red stallion said, sliding into the water. Winona followed him as he swam to shore, and Applejack returned to the lily pad.
"Alright Granny, time to go." She poked Granny Smith's side, trying to get her to climb up. A few pokes later, she sighed, then bent down. "Giantcaw, can ya lend me a hoof here?"
He nodded and walked over to her side, easing the elderly mare onto Applejack's back. Granny Smith was a lot lighter than she looked - not that she seemed all that heavy in the first place - and Applejack walked off the pad, into the water. She looked back and nodded appreciatively, then swam after her brother and whatever it was that Winona was. Sister, cousin, housemaid, it didn't really matter.
Giantcaw turned back to Twilight, still asleep near the center of the lily pad, and quietly walked over. He lied down next to her and lifted her hoof, scooting closer and letting it fall around his side. Ever so gently, he wiped a bit of her mane off of her face, then closed his eyes.
The moment Giantcaw closed his eyes in his dream, he woke up in the real world. He chose not to think about how he'd just had the strangest dream in his entire life, nor about his painfully conspicuous forever-smile punching him in the face when he looked in the mirror.
Every single door in the pegasus's house was open - nopony knew where he lived, so there was little to no chance of burglars ever popping in - so Giantcaw subconsciously guided himself to his kitchen without bumping into anything. He ate a breakfast more simple than his dinner the evening before: a heaping bowl of cereal with a liquidy milk filling, placed appealingly on a hardwood table and served with his choice of plastic spoon.
After breakfast, he left his home and wandered around in the sky for a while, drifting in the currents and feeling the air whip through his mane. A bird tweeted cheerfully to him as its flock glided passed at one point. Eventually the winds deposited Giantcaw in a small forest, one he knew well. Landmarks such as specific trees and memorable animal homes lit the way to a small, grassy clearing, devoid of anything other than a few friendly woodland creatures and a small relaxation spot of his own.
The solitary pegasus spent an hour or two in the forest, walking around without a care in the world, before flying off towards Ponyville. It was an extremely uneventful trip, with absolutely nothing out of the ordinary. But then came Rainbow Dash.
She crashed into him and grabbed his hoof, then proceeded to drag him off to his certain demise without even saying a word. He allowed himself to be pulled through the air and soon afterwards, a conspicuously house-looking cloud formation came into view.
"C'mon," Rainbow Dash said as she opened the door, "Follow me."
Giantcaw nodded in understanding and allowed the mare to lead him through her house. The two of them went across the building and out the rear window - which caused Giantcaw to wonder why they entered it in the first place - and then flew around the building a few times for absolutely no reason. They reentered the cloud mansion though the same window, then walked through the same room, then left through the front door.
The orange pegasus stood confusedly in the doorway. He fully expected to just exit the house and enter the sky when the door opened, but instead found himself in an impossible room that wasn't there before. He turned to Rainbow Dash, face filled to the brim with questions.
"Like it?" She walked around nonchalantly, as though magical rooms appearing where empty space was before made perfect sense and was completely normal. "I asked Twilight if she could make me a secret room once," the mare said, eyes wandering about. "She was the first one in here with me, the day after she finished. Oh man, that was one crazy night."
Looking around the room, Giantcaw filtered out Rainbow's voice and obliterated it from his mind. The place had no furniture, no lights, no doors, no nothing. Even the entrance wasn't there anymore when he turned to look. Why he was brought there, he had no clue.
"I'd assume you're wondering why you're here," a voice not Rainbow's spoke. Giantcaw wheeled around and faced the unknown guest, backing up when he saw a unicorn standing impossibly on the cloud floor.
"Oh, don't worry, darling. I won't bite..." the white mare said in as sultry a voice as she could muster. "Much."
Just then, Rainbow tackled the larger pegasus to the ground, covering his face with something stretchy and plasticy that molded to his form. Rarity lifted him up in her magic and fitted an equally stretchy suit that pressed itself against his body, its edges combining with the mask's to form a full-body outfit. Something settled itself on his mane and on his tail, and he stared wide-eyed in the mirror that floated in front of him.
His coat had turned a light blue and much of his body was covered in a blue, latex suit. There was a single stripe running down the middle of it in the shape of a symmetrical lightning bolt, and winged lightning bolts covered the areas his cutie marks had been. His mane and tailed had turned a dark greyish-blue color, and even his eyes were different. If not for the fact he was looking at a mirror, Giantcaw would've thought Soarin was floating in front of him.
"Oh man oh man oh man, no way you're getting first dibs, Rarity."
"Well, Rainbow Dash, we could always share him. After all," the unicorn said, circling around the Wonderbolt look-alike, "there's certainly enough of him to go around."
Giantcaw gulped audibly, feeling as the latex around his neck constricted his throat, making the action much slower and odd than normal. Rainbow came up and looked him in his new green eyes, then hesitantly inched closer. She moved slowly forward, uncertainty plastered on her face, and Giantcaw decided to take charge. He closed the gap between them and locked lips with the other pegasus, holding onto her even as she writhed and thrashed in surprise.
The cutest, most feminine giggle he'd ever heard escaped Rarity's lips as she moved to his flanks, reaching a hoof out to rub at his stallionhood.
"NO!" Rainbow Dash left Giantcaw's lips and pushed Rarity to the side, grabbing both balls and sheath as if she were protecting them. "I got first dibs, I called it."
The white unicorn rolled her eyes and grunted, then lied down on the mushy clouds and spread her legs in front of the stallion. She sat there, presenting herself, for several silent seconds as neither of the other two ponies did anything except stare.
"Well? Go on."
Giantcaw was the first to oblige, dipping down and getting to work licking Rarity. She relaxed quickly and her horn glowed as she casted some spell or other. The stallion chose not to question it. His tongue flicked across her lips and delved into her depths, the mare becoming noticeably wetter with each and every touch.
The other pony in the room watched Giantcaw go at it for a while before noticing his dingaling come out of hiding. She crouched down and began sucking even before an inch of dick was out of its sheath, speeding up his erection so it was at its full size in just a second. Rainbow breathed in and out around Giantcaw's cock for a few moments, then pushed forward and swallowed the entire thing in one go. Her throat massaged the precum-dripping meat stick as it left and reentered her throat, and her mouth twitched into a smile at the sound of the stallion's moans above her.
Not even a minute passed before Giantcaw was ready to blow. Rainbow was an expert cock sucker, and he had no doubt she could make a stallion cum faster than any other mare in Equestria. Just as the first euphoric jizz wave was about to shoot up through his urethra, Rainbow bit down and blocked it from coming. Giantcaw cried out in pain and shock and tried to turn and look at the crazy pegasus chowing down on his stallionhood, but Rarity grabbed his head in her magic and tugged it back to her waiting pussy. Even when she let him go, her horn continued glowing, and only then did Giantcaw realize she was still casting the spell from earlier.
His orgasm passed without a single drop leaking out, and Rainbow finally released her toothy death-grip. She smirked to herself at the job well done, only to frown when she noticed her sex toy shrinking. With one swift motion, she shot a hoof into Giantcaw's ass and wriggled it around inside, then shoved the dick into her face to bring it back to life. A new glob of precum welcomed her mouth and dribbled along her tongue, then oozed around Giantcaw's penis when it maneuvered its way back into her throat.
Once Rainbow was satisfied with her progress, she nodded to Rarity. The latter's horn stopped glowing and a table sprung out underneath Giantcaw, slow enough for Rainbow to leave before getting caught between the two and fast enough that four straps wrapped themselves around his hooves before he even knew what was going on. He looked from Rarity to Rainbow and noticed they were both looking in the same direction, then turned to face the thing that had caught their interest.
A vaguely hammock-shaped, strap-covered thing was descending from the ceiling and when it stopped, Rainbow Dash flew onto it. She settled her hooves into the straps and pressed a button on a remote. Several strings shot out from the back of the device and brought Rainbow's wings together behind her back, and her hind legs were spread apart. The machine, with pegasus inside, moved itself closer to Giantcaw. It aligned Rainbow's vagina with Giantcaw's almost painfully sensitive erection, then stood still.
Rainbow pressed another button and some rods poked up out of the table Giantcaw was resting on. As Rarity walked over to his face and climbed up next to him, a white liquid dribbled out of the rods. They morphed slowly into phallic shapes: one, a green tentacle; another, a pointy red cock with a swollen base; and the last was a regular stallion-shaped dildo.
The pointy cock pressed lightly against Giantcaw's tailhole as the white liquid faded away and a clear one took its place. The stallion dick moved closer to his face and Rarity made some tiny adjustments to align it with her ass, then held it in place as she rested her nether lips on Giantcaw's mouth. She wriggled around, wordlessly commanding the stallion to start licking, and he obliged.
When his tongue contacted pussy, all three of the cocks started pushing in. Giantcaw's asshole started expanding outwards as the red dildo's tapered edge stretched him farther the deeper it went, and Rarity moaned in delight as inch after inch of delightful silicone filled her bottom. Giantcaw could feel Rainbow Dash descend on his penis, almost wincing in pain at how sensitive it was. He was certain the tentacle was working its way into her, but couldn't see the lower half of her body.
Rarity orgasmed almost instantly, and sprays of pussy juice flooded onto and around Giantcaw's mouth. He opened his mouth to get a taste, but to his surprise, it didn't taste any different than her regular wetness. The sweet liquid splashed into his mouth and he drank it up appreciatively, only closing his mouth to swallow during pauses in her squirts.
Eventually the gushing subsided, and Giantcaw focused his sight on Rainbow Dash after Rarity collapsed onto the floor in twitchy ecstasy. The machine she'd strapped herself into was bouncing the mare up and down on his cock, which, thanks to his previous orgasm, wasn't going to be cumming any time soon.
When he stopped watching the way Rainbow's hips gyrated, Mister Sex Toy noticed that her head was thrown back. Every few seconds or so she'd face him and her mouth would open up, but it took him a while to make out just why that was. When he did, he blew chunks all over his chest and stomach.
Little Miss Fleshlight stared at him in confusion, even as her vagina devoured his cock and the green tentacle thrusted into her ass. Giantcaw sat there, sick to his stomach, but couldn't help but watch Rainbow. He hoped desperately that what he'd seen was all in his imagination. Several moments filled with nothing but held-back moans and slippery slaps passed by, and he was almost certain that what he'd seen was a lie.
Just then, the tip of the green tentacle pushed itself out of the cyan pegasus's mouth, small chunks of feces clinging to it. A bit of shit plopped out and dribbled down her chin before dropping down next to Giantcaw's flanks. He tried to raise a hoof to his lips before a new burst of puke exploded out of his lips, but, since he was strapped securely to the table, a torrent of acidic stomach gunk spewed out of his mouth.
A few seconds later, the thin phallus receded back into her throat and Rainbow's chest expanded as she breathed in. With the press of a button, another rod shot up from nowhere and sucked up the chunks and juices all over Giantcaw, who tore his gaze away long enough to puke again at the sight of the shit-covered tentacle shooting out of Rainbow's mouth. With a grunt, she pressed the button again, and the vacuum slurped up the nastiness.
Giantcaw then turned to try and get a look at Rarity, but noticed the horse dildo exiting her rear instead. It moved up and over the stallion, then positioned itself over Rainbow's mouth. The dildo's cock head separated into four parts and a thick, round tube squirmed out. A small amount of Rarity's watered-down excrement leaked out of the tip before the entire length of the dildo shoved itself down Rainbow's throat. Giantcaw watched in disgusted horror as lumps of what was most likely Rarity's shit slid down her throat, then passed out.