Anon eyed the cave before him, observing its gaping maw with a cautious look. "You wanna go in there?"
Behind him, two mares snickered to one another. Ord, a towering, powerful earth pony, with the size of 3 mares combined and the power to back it up, and News Flash, a smug, smart, and savvy bat pony with a penchant for stories and investigations. The two had been tagging along with him for many adventures over the last few months, helping the sole human in this world to get out there and get his adventurer life going.
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"C'mon, a cave?" News teased. "You're scared of a cave?"
Anon glanced behind him, crossing his arms in frustration. "Oh yeah, of course the bat pony thinks caves aren't a big deal."
News pursed her lip, rolling her eyes. "Wow, ain't that just a big ole stereotype, isn't it, Ord?"
"I mean bat ponies do like the dark," Ord answered, snickering as she earned an annoyed look from News. "But yeah, you're being a big wuss if you're scared of a little ole cave, Anon."
"Am I now?" Anon grumbled. "Well, where I'm from, the most I learn about caves are from videos talking about spelunkers going exactly where they shouldn't and suffering a long, claustrophobic downfall, so pardon me for being hesitant."
"A video…?" Ord raised a brow. "Well, regardless, they weren't capable, experienced mares like News and I!"
"Plus, this is a dungeon. It's pretty linear." News informed. "There aren't any twists and turns, or deadly side paths that narrow in on all sides. Just a place to explore, and to keep an eye out for some traps."
"Traps?" Anon asked. "Like, spikes, pitfalls, and all that jazz?"
Shaking her head, Ord gestured to the cave mouth. "Nah, not really. Some lousy creepshow stallion set up a ton of weird potions in there." She tapped her chin. "Something about a load of lewd brews and that whole gig."
"Some spells too!" News added.
"I…why would you want to bring me here of all places? A cave full of horny spells and potion traps sounds like the setup of someone's porn fanfiction, not an actual place," Anon rebutted.
"Truth be told?" News began, glancing at Ord.
The two tried and failed to contain a laugh, as they both began snickering furiously.
"It was Ord's idea, and her explanation was brilliant," News chuckled.
Anon wasn't at all humored, crossing his arms in annoyance. "You gonna explain what that means or just hang me out to dry?"
"Well - snrk - we know you're not as capable as us, so, you're definitely gonna get hit by a trap or two," Ord giggled. "And the idea of seeing you hornily trying to grab at us and begging for some fun is hilarious."
Anon pointed an accusatory finger at Ord. "I thought you were the mare that was all about not being lewd and not knowing how to swoon guys."
"Am I claiming to?" Ord retorted. "I'm not gonna get all needy and stuff, but I can definitely watch you get like that." She stuck her tongue out teasingly at Anon. "It's not hot, it's just hilarious."
"Oh so this is all just to mess with me, isn't it?" Anon asked.
News rolled her eyes, smirking at Anon. "Oh come on, don't be a sour sport. It'll be fun."
"For us!" Ord followed, her and News entering a hearty laugh with one another.
Shaking his head, Anon wheeled around and began to make his way away from the cave. "Well I'm not gonna be the butt of your joke. I'm out."
"Oh come on, Anon!" Ord exclaimed. "Don't be such a baby!"
Anon glared back at her. "I literally have nothing to gain from this. Besides you two laughing at me and possibly making a horny fool of myself!"
News watched him analytically, thinking to herself as he began to walk away. "Wait! Wait!"
"What?" Anon asked, unamused.
"What about a wager?" News suggested.
Ord looked over at News with curiosity. "Oooh, a bet? This outta be good."
"What kind of wager?" Anon asked, interested piqued as he turned to face them again.
Swaying her hips behind her, News adorned a sultry grin. "I know how often you ogle Ord and I's asses."
"He does?!" Ord exclaimed.
News side-eyed Ord. "Goddess above you're that oblivious to how hot you are?"
"I'm not hot! I'm…I'm just average temperature!"
"Ord you have one of the fattest asses in the world simply because you're so big."
"That's just me being big!"
"And your ass is still thick as fuck for your size!"
"You're thick! In the head!"
"Out of all ponies to say that to, you're gonna say that to me?!"
"Maybe if your ass wasn't a big, thick beacon and some of that size went to your brain you'd know I'm not hot!"
Anon looked between the two bickering mares, eyes dancing back and forth between the two as they argued. Sighing, he clapped his hands and got their attention.
"Alright! Alright!" He eyed News. "Yeah, I eye up those bouncy rumps of yours any chance I get. Can't blame me. They're damn good asses."
Ord blushed furiously, stomping her hoof against the ground, a small tremor shaking the branches of a nearby tree. "They are not!"
"They are too," News smugly taunted.
"The point is, what are you getting at? Is your wager whether or not I'm a pervert?" Anon furthered.
News shook her head. "Nah, that's obvious as all hell." She nudged Ord. "To 99.9% of mares at least."
"Oh fuck off," Ord grumbled.
"The bet is this," News began, trotting closer to Anon. "You get through this dungeon untouched, and you can do whatever you want with Ord and I for a week."
"WHAT?!"
News and Anon winced as Ord boomed in a mixture of anger, shock, and embarrassment, scrunching her muzzle furiously as she glared over at News. "Y-You just said he was a total pervert!"
"And? That's common knowledge," News nonchalantly replied.
"And, he's totally gonna like…like…grab us…and like…f-fuck us!" Ord stammered.
News smirked as she looked up at Ord, catching the faint, rosy tint of color in her cheeks. "That blush you've got tells me you're into the idea!"
"I am not!" Ord continued. "I'm f-flustered! I'm not lewd!"
News waved a leathery wing dismissively at Ord. "Pfft, sure you aren't. Every mare is."
"Nuh-uh!" Ord exclaimed.
"Yuh-huh," News countered. "Regardless, there's no guarantee he'd use winning the bet to fuck us."
Ord blinked wildly, slowly glancing over at Anon. "What…would you do if you won the bet?"
"Oh you're totally right I'd fuck the shit out of both of you nonstop for the entire week," Anon bluntly replied.
Ord stared wide-eyed at the human, as News herself even looked a tad caught off-guard.
"W-Well!" News stammered, realizing she may have made a mistake. "It's fiiiine, Ord! We'll just watch him become a horny little goblin within the first few traps of the dungeon, laugh at him, and let him cry at night wishing he had won the bet."
Ord scrunched her muzzle again, not desiring to look like a coward when faced with such an easy to win bet. "Y-Yeah! I ain't getting plapped by that dork! No way we'll lose this bet!"
"Maybe we can make out in front of him to make him all grumpy and pent up~" News cooed.
"But that's gay!"
"Ord we made out for like two hours straight last time we both got drunk."
"That didn't count! It was like - er - homiesexual!"
"Whatever helps you sleep at night, mare kisser."
"Shut up!"
"You like kissing mares, dontcha, Ord?"
"Shut up!!!"
Spectating News' incessant teasing of Ord, Anon crossed his arms and left himself to his own thoughts. The wager truly had no downside. Sure, he'd look like an idiot if he lost, but, honestly, he managed to do that more often than not as is. A bit of teasing was a worthwhile risk to take when the opportunity to fuck the two hottest mares he knew nonstop for a whole week was on the table. He'd have to be insane to deny the wager, and, with his libido guiding his thoughts, he came to his conclusion.
"You've got a deal."
Ord and News stopped bickering with one another and turned their attention back towards him, both looking surprised.
"Really?" News cooed. "The potential of a drop of pussy has you ready and willing to look like a total idiot? You know we're gonna make fun of you for months after this."
"If I lose," Anon corrected.
"When you lose," Ord countered, failing to hide her intense blush. "C-Cause I am not letting you grab my ass, or tits, o-or anything!"
"Ord," News bluntly followed. "Your tail is starting to flag."
"O-Out of intense desire to make A-Anon look like an idiot!" Ord stumbled.
"And when I win, I'll be enjoying watching you two fall in love with my cock," Anon smugly retorted.
News eyed him with disdain, before chuckling. "Fat chance." She reached into her saddlebag, pulling out a notebook with papers. The cover was labeled 'Bets: Keep The Stakes Real'. "I picked this up from a magic shop a bit ago. I've only used it a few times. Basically, since none of us are spellcasters, these pages are imbued with contractual sigils that make sure we follow our end of the bargain if we lose." She pulled out a pen, scribbling down her name on one of the sections. She then handed it towards Ord, hovering it before the massive mare's mouth so she could sign next. "Here ya go."
Ord looked at the pen and contract hesitantly, before sighing with surrender and carefully wrapping her lips around the end of the pen. Her massive size made handling such a small item a pain for her, but she managed to maneuver it well enough to sign her name. Spitting the pen out onto the paper, she took it from News and handed both over to Anon.
Grabbing the pen, carefully shaking off the bit of saliva Ord left on it, Anon eagerly signed his name onto the paper, watching as it shimmered with magic before floating in the air and dissolving into nothingness.
"Huh…neat," Anon remarked, waving a hand through the faint sparkles that remained in the contract's wake.
News nodded. "That means it worked! Perfect!"
"I hope your definition of perfect aligns with mine," Ord grumbled.
Turning on his feet, Anon pointed towards the cave. "Onward then, my future fuck buddies! We're gonna have so much - oof!"
The world turned upside down for Anon as a firm punch in the back from Ord sent him hurtling into the air. A startled yelp escaped him as he entered freefall, crashing down into the ground with a thunderous slam and a pained groan as the dust kicked up around him. The wind knocked out of him, he heaved oxygen into his lungs and tried to gather his bearings, dotted vision looking up to see the silhouette of two mares looming over him.
"Not gonna be your fuck buddy, buddy," Ord growled, staring daggers into him. The blush returned, the faintest rosy color on her cheeks standing out like a beacon as the sun beamed onto her. "You aren't winning that darn b-bet! And you ain't getting your hands all over me or News!"
"Eh I'm kinda neutral on the whole getting fucked thing."
"News!"
"Fiiiine, I guess I am more bleh about it than yay."
"Good."
"You're definitely wanting it deep down."
"News!!!!"
Shakily getting up to his feet, brushing himself off as News' giggling filled his ears, Anon gave the two a disgruntled look. "Firstly, ow. Secondly, let's get this over with. Either you two get it on with me, or I look like a total idiot and you two can tease me for months."
"Hear hear!" News chirped, trotting along beside him.
"Whatever…" Ord grumbled, coming up on the opposite side of him.
The trio made their way into the cave's mouth, its looming, menacing maw a distinct opposite to the true contents within. Where such a sight would indicate monsters, danger, and peril, all that was held within this dungeon was lust, pleasure, and a dubious collection of spells and brews.
"Y'know, if you were making a dungeon centered around fucking and sluttiness, I'd assume you'd want a more fashionable entrance," Anon noted, surveying their surrounding.
News paused briefly, jotting down notes in her notepad to document their delve into this dungeon. "I mean, it could make sense too. If an adventurer party of mares came in here expecting monsters, and instead got turned into dumb, horny sluts, it'd make an easy trap to come and get yourself laid with the victims of it."
"Wait…there's somepony who runs this dungeon?! And fucks the victims?!" Ord yelped.
News shook her head. "Nah, nah. That was ages ago. The perv that ran this place died moons ago. The stock of the traps just automatically refreshes. If somepony were to get affected by the lewd traps inside, they'd either be in there rubbing themself senseless until they got off a few times, or wander out and fuck the first sapient creature they found." She paused, tapping her chin. "At least I'd hope it'd be sapient." She glanced over at Ord. "Are wereponies considered sapient?"
"What does sapient even mean?" Ord asked.
News stared deadpanned at her friend. "Right. Big mare, little brain." She eyed Anon. "How about you?"
"A werepony? They're not really that smart, no?" Anon asked. "Why do you ask?"
"Cause I'd totally be down to get fucked senseless by a werepony, I'll admit." News shrugged, earning a shocked look from Ord. "Oh come on, like you wouldn't flag your tail for a cock that big with a knot!"
"You know, you never talk this lewdly, News. When it comes to teasing Ord, you sure do let loose." Anon looked over his shoulder at the two, both too busy bickering to hear him, as he rolled his eyes. "How on earth are you two respected adventurers? You're both naive, damn near insane, and - woah!"
Perception Check Rolling…
8…
Check Failed…
Rolling Reflex Save…
20!
Critical Success!
Feeling his foot push down on a pressure plate, instincts unknown to him, as well as a reaction time he was wholly unfamiliar with, activated for Anon. Leaning back, narrowly dodging a spell's blast as it whizzed past his face, he stumbled backwards and fell flat on his ass. He grunted as he fell, rubbing his back and glowering at the trap that shot at him from the wall.
"Fuckin' ow. We're barely inside the place and there's already a trap?!"
Looking back at News and Ord, his eyes widened as he saw their expressions. Slack-jawed, shocked, and gawking at him, they silently exchanged a look with one another, before turning their attention back towards him.
"When the heck did you learn to actually dodge?!" News exclaimed. "Like, that was an insane dodge. That bolt fired the instant you stepped on the pressure plate! I…I don't think even I could have dodged that!"
Ord managed to shut her jaw, her shock still remaining regardless. "What the heck dude! Were you lying about being a total idiot this whole time?! You've gotten hit by things a hundred times slower than that thing!"
Anon shrugged innocently. "I…I dunno? I guess I got lucky?"
Luck.
His eyes widened as the word echoed in his head, a sensation on his hand calling him to reach for his pocket. He felt his fingers wrap around the adventurer's card he had been supplied by the guild News and Ord had brought him to, an electrifying current dancing on his fingertips as he gripped the card. Pulling it out slowly, almost as if he feared it, his pupils dilated as he read what was on it.
"Mythic Skill: Otherworldly Luck."
"You are blessed by the divines. Your otherworldly makeup has given you a one-of-a-kind ability. Luck. The rawest, most pure form of it, flows from your very being. Your luck puts you at the same level of seasoned adventurers, and even far beyond that. A fight that seems hopeless can turn in your favor with your enemy tripping. A blast that should atomize you somehow weaves through your very cells harmlessly. A potion's negative effects will falter."
"The applications are endless."
"Go forth, and prosper in the near reality warping luck you now hold."
Anon blinked wildly at his card, unsure if what he was reading was true. Every pony, griffon, dragon, and more that acquired an adventurer's card was assigned a class, skill, and ability once they acquired it. Though, when he had gotten his, nothing popped up. They gave him a new one thinking it was a fluke, and, lo and behold, the same result. He had given up thinking that there was some glitch in the universe that prevented him from acquiring some kind of skill, something News and Ord happily teased him over, but it seemed the universe truly was simply playing a trick on him. Now he had a skill. No class was assigned, no direct ability, just a single, straight forward skill.
And it was absolutely busted.
The notion that aspects of this world followed game mechanics akin to tabletop games he recalled playing back on Earth was one thing, something he questioned the logic and reasoning behind, but for its tide to turn so heavily in his favor was something he happily welcomed. He held the card with awe, nearly drooling as he read over his skill over and over again.
"Uh…Anon?"
He was snapped out of his delirium as News' voice cut through the fog of his stupor. He shook his head, shaking off the waves of euphoria he had been basking in and glanced over at the bat pony.
"You okay?" Ord followed. She gestured towards his card. "Why're you holding that useless thing? Fantasizing about getting an actual skill after that dodge?"
Anon watched as the two mares giggled with each other, basking in their constant teasing towards him. They weren't outright malicious, being more than willing to help him and protect him in the past, but now he felt it was getting a bit excessive. Still, now he had an advantage, one he didn't wish to share, and thus, he silently stuffed his card in his pocket and threw on the best annoyed grimace he could muster.
"Don't get a hot head, big guy," News chortled. "You got lucky with that one. I mean, you didn't really dodge, you kinda just fell on your ass!"
Anon side-eyed her, fighting back a smug grin. "Yeah, that was all luck, I'll admit it."
"Well, luck runs out buddy!" Ord taunted. "You keep setting off every trap you run into and you'll be a drooling, horny human in no time!"
Anon dusted himself off once again, smirking as he watched the two trot ahead of him. He focused his gaze on their rears, licking his lips as he drank in the sight.
News' body was divine. A bit smaller than the average mare, with an ass notably fatter than most average mares. Every step made those delicious flanks jiggle, a taunting beacon he had ogled whenever he was fortunate to be standing behind her when they walked together. Her coat formed a perfect white heart shape in the middle of her asscheeks, a contrast against her gray coat that called attention to her most sensitive regions. Her cheeks were so plump they hid her nethers, but that just made her treasure all the more tantalizing. What couldn't be hidden however were her tits. Two, heavy, perfect crotchtits swayed below her, also having a white coloration of fur to clash against her primarily gray coloring and call attention to them. They were ample, hefty and looked like a dream to suckle on.
And then he shifted his attention to her side.
Ord.
She was a titan of a mare, easily the size of four of them combined, and that meant her assets were just as massive. Proportionally, her ass wasn't as big as News' but regardless, in raw, absolute size?
Her ass was titanic.
It was a given. She was a huge mare, who carried a huge flank. It bounced with every step, sweat highlighted her curves, and as much as she denied it, it was entirely thick, juicy, pillowy fat. All that muscle she had seemed to ignore and avoid her asscheeks like the plague, leaving her flank a mound of delectable, voluptuous delight. Just like News, she was so caked up her nethers were hidden away, but that made him desire her that much more. Of course, her teats were a similar case. Two massive, soft mounds of endless potential. A set of crotchtits he could rest his entire head between. They were huge. They were perfect.
"Someone's ogling~"
Anon barely registered News' teasing voice, pulling his attention off their flanks and to the bat pony.
"No, no, take a nice long look~"
Clap!
She gave her rump a single twerk, making her flanks smack together and echo a sound that made Anon's cock strain against his pants.
"Get a good look at what you won't be getting to plow~" she continued. "Aint that right, Ord?"
"I am not doing that," Ord bluntly snapped.
"Oh c'mon, it'll be funny~" News begged. "We can watch him drool over our flanks and know he won't be getting either of them."
Ord rolled her eyes. "Oh fine…" She scrunched her muzzle and clenched her eyes shut. "Hey big guy…"
Clap!
Her flank gave a loud, powerful clap, her sheer size allowing for a sound that echoed off the walls of the cave a few times. Her ear twitched at the sound, a flustered, humiliated, and adorable squeal escaping her as she shook her head and convinced herself to continue.
"Y-You won't be getting any of this - erm - j-juicy ass! K-Keep dreaming!" She clenched her eyes shut intensely, face red as a tomato. "D-Did I do that right, News?"
News raised a brow at her friend. "I literally got you laid with me last week, how the hell are you still this bad at being slutty?!"
"It's not like I take notes on this stuff!"
"The last four times I got us both plowed by a stud I literally had you take notes!"
"W-Well they weren't good notes!"
"You drew drawings instead of taking notes, didn't you?!"
"I DON'T WANNA HAVE A SEX BOOK OKAY?!"
Anon shrugged off their third argument of the evening, tuning them out as he watched their flanks and tits sway. Oh what a wondrous sight it was.
"Listen when you were getting fucked, you definitely were enjoying it!"
"Cause we were drunk and I was in heat!"
"Yeah but a 'pure' mare doesn't beg to be spanked like a slut!"
"I'm a warrior, I dig pain!!!"
Anon hummed contently to himself as he continued to follow behind them.
"Bad Luck."
A voice in his head caught his attention. Pulling out his adventurer card, he saw the text on his skill expanding.
"You're such a prude!"
"And you're a slut!"
The bickering between News and Ord became a foggy background noise, as he read the text appearing.
"Your luck is endless, and its potential an infinite sea of possibilities, but the sheer aura your fortune offers has quite the effect on those around you."
"You've got a fat ass, Ord, use it!"
"Oh fuck off, News! It's only big 'cause I'm big!"
"So you admit it's fat!"
"It's big-boned!"
News Flash and Ord Perception Check Rolling…
Click! ....>
"Huh?!"
Perception Check Failed…
Anon didn't ever hear the two gasp in confusion, utterly enthralled at the text scribbling across his card.
"The effect is quite simple."
The world moved in slow motion for the two mares as they saw a trapdoor in the wall of the cave open.
News Flash and Ord Reflex Save Rolling…
Anon gripped his card tightly as the final line of text appeared.
"It gives those around you incredibly bad luck."
And then they rolled.
News Flash and Ord…
Reflex Save Failed
"Ahn!"
"Nnngh!"
The moans of the two mares caused Anon to snap his attention upwards, eyes going wide as a magic aura shrouded the two mares. Their bodies were stiff, their expressions an intense struggle, and they both gasped and groaned intensely.
News Flash and Ord Fortitude Save Rolling…
With a sudden surge of magic, the aura around them funneled into the two mares. Their eyes rolled back, their tongues lolled out, and both their tails flagged fully as they each began to gush their lust onto the cave floor below, an intense orgasm pummeling through their bodies like a tsunami.
Critical Failure!
Anon watched in awe as the two mares collapsed forward, torsos against the ground as their asses were raised up. They both bucked their hips back into the empty air, marehoods winking rapidly as they both were craving a cock that wasn't there.
Spell Effect: Eye Candy
It was an instant effect, one that made Anon's cock nearly burst from his pants. Eye Candy, from the looks of it, was a body altering spell, as, right before Anon's shocked eyes, Ord and News' assets swelled a portion. Their asses thickened, their hips widened, their crotchtits swelled, and their marehood drooled with a sea of lust. They were subtle alterations, nothing that brought their proportions to comical levels, but it was certainly the extra oomph to both that'd make them look like seasoned models or even brothel stars.
"Nnngh! W-What kind of spell is that?! Haaa!"
"Mmmph! S-Stupid magic! Aaahn!"
Both mares groaned and gasped as they rode out their orgasms, their bodies transforming seemingly intensifying their pleasure.
"F-Fuck off - mmph - stupid…"
"D-Damn dumb - nnngh - trap!"
Spell Effect: IQ Loss
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"Mmmph…what the…" News' angered voice began to shift, her eyes dilating as a smile slowly began to spread across her face. "Hehe…like…I feel like…mmmm~ Soooo good!"
Ord looked over at News with an expression of shocked pleasure. "News! What the heck are you…" Her expression also began to soften, an empty-headed, dopey smile growing on her countenance. "Ooooh~ Like…I feel all tingly! Mmmmph~ It's like…so nice~"
Spell Effect: Lust
Anon was frozen in place, watching the chaos unfolding before him. Even still, he felt his adventurer card surge with magic again, as one final note added itself to the card.
"Spell Effects Typically Favor You."
His eyes went wide with a mixture of worry and lust.
'Spell Effect: Lust' Rerolling
New Effect!
Spell Effect: Human Lust.
Anon's heart skipped a beat, as News and Ord slowly turned their attention towards him.
"Like, isn't he so hot, Ordie?" News giggled, swaying her hips at him.
Ord mimicked the action, nodding in agreement. "Newsie, you're like, the most smartest mare ever! He's like, the hottest thing in existence!"
"Nooo you're more smarter, Ordie!" News chirped.
Ord snickered. "You know what's, like, the bestest idea ever?"
"Oh! Oh! Tell me! Tell me!" News exclaimed.
Gesturing towards Anon, Ord smiled at News. "We should, like, get dicked down by him and have his babies! It'd be, like, the coolest thingie ever!"
"Yessss, Ordie! You're so right! Human dick sounds, like, sooooo good right now!" News cheered.
Anon was conflicted.
This was hot as fuck.
Right now they were dumb as fuck.
That was also hot as fuck.
But also, if these two were under these spell effects, and looking at him with the feral lust they both held right now…
He might die.
Clap!
Clap!
He watched as both mares bounced their flanks, clapping their asscheeks together for his viewing pleasure.
Yeah okay it was worth dying for.
"Ooooh! Lookie! He totally likes our big bouncy butts!" News cooed.
Ord happily nodded in agreement, wiggling her hips at Anon. "Yup! Yup! Why were we like, making fun of him before?"
"Dunno! His cock is probably sooo good! We were like, totally just in denial!" News replied, bouncing her rump again.
Anon rubbed his eyes, proceeding to smack himself one to make sure he wasn't dreaming. "Okay, no, this is real." He looked between Ord and News. "What…what happened to you two?!"
News rubbed her chin in thought with a wing. "Ummmmm…I dunno! We like, stepped on this little pressure plate, and then we started feeling super good!"
"And thinking is just sooo overrated! Cock is like, way better than thinking about things!" Ord followed.
Both mares exchanged a look, smiling at one another before giggling. Slowly, they stood up fully, turning to face Anon.
"And we're so warm and needy, Nonny~" News purred, starting to trot towards him, her hips swaying behind her.
"And only your big, juicy cock can help us~" Ord cooed, moving alongside News with the same motion to her steps.
Anon instinctively backpedaled. It wasn't that he wasn't into this, stars above no—this was beyond hot. The issue was, seeing the predatory look both mares were giving him, it was very clear that this dynamic would have him bending to their whims rather than the other way around. They were stronger than him, especially Ord, faster, and with a lust this intense driving them, probably significantly more direct and aggressive than they'd ever be normally.
"Take off your clothes," Ord growled.
"I - what?!" Anon exclaimed.
"We see that big ole bulge in your pants, silly!" News continued.
"And we need like, so much cum from you, Nonny~" Ord finished.
Anon paused for a moment. It was undeniable that he found this hot, painfully so, but…
He watched their hips sway behind them, the way they drooled from both ends, and the intense hearts of desire that rested in their pupils.
Yeah there wasn't really any valid buts to deny himself this.
Dutifully, he took off his shirt, tossing the cloth to the side without a care. He received an excited 'Oooo' and 'Ahhhh' from Ord and News as they saw his upper body fully be revealed to them, clearly enjoying the sight before them as they both gnawed their lower lip in anticipation.
"W-Wait!" News exclaimed, right as Anon reached for the button of his pants.
Anon stopped short, raising a brow. "Huh?"
"Like…let us take those pants off for you, big boy~" News glanced over at Ord. "Right, Ordie?~"
Ord licked her lips with a carnal need. "Ohhh yes, Newsie~"
Pulling his hands away from his pants, Anon thrusted his hips forward just enough to emphasize his groin. "Be my guest ladies~"
"Hehehe!" Ord giggled. "Ladies! You're such a charmer, Nonny!"
"With a super yummy cock for sure!" News snickered.
Both mares didn't need to be told twice, both sauntering over towards Anon. News had an easy time leveling herself with his groin, merely needing to sit down before him. Ord, with her colossal size, had to put in a bit more effort, laying down entirely and craning her neck down just a tad to level her muzzle with him.
The two of them pressed their muzzles against his pants, nuzzling his bulge with reverence, huffing in the faint scent of his sealed musk and groaning with delight.
"I like, can tell how big it's gonna be~" News moaned.
Ord pressed her nose against his pants further, eyes fluttering. "Mmmm~ I need it!~"
The two moved up, eyeing the button of his pants.
"What's this?" Ord asked, prodding his pants' button.
"I…it's a button, you know, like…the kind on News' vest?"
News looked down at her own vest, looking stupidly amazed by it. "Ohhh! I do have a button on this! Neat!"
Anon resisted the urge to laugh, seeing how utterly dumb these two had gotten was a swell change from their usual mocking demeanor. Even still, his mind was geared towards lust and pleasure.
Ord moved her muzzle towards his zipper and button, carefully yet eagerly beginning to fumble the button between her teeth.
Ord Intelligence Check Rolling…
Spell Effect: IQ Loss Active
Instant Failure.
Her lustful gaze slowly but surely began to shift to frustration as she cursed under her breath, struggling to release Anon's cock from his pants.
"Thish is shtupid!" She pulled away from his button, prodding his groin with a hoof. "How, like, the heck am I supposed to get this thing open, Newsie!"
News eyed the button closely, the gears in her slowed mind turning at a sluggish rate, but a rate nonetheless. "Hmmm! This is like a super complex puzzle!"
"News it's literally a button," Anon remarked.
"Yeah, but, like, it's a suuuper complex button!" News puffed her chest out, showcasing her trust vest and running a hoof over the button. "But I totally know how to handle these thingies! Watch!"
She leaned forward, using her wings and mouth to finagle with the button. She seemed laser focused, as much as a near bimbo-tized mare could.
News Flash Intelligence Check Rolling…
Spell Effect: IQ Loss Active
Instant Failure.
"Mmmph! Dhumb bhutton!" She spat the button out of her mouth, looking at it with disdain and frustration. "Ordie, I dunno how to get it open! It's like an unsolvable puzzle!"
Anon couldn't help but snort at their futile attempts to free his length, earning an annoyed look from the two.
"What gives, meanie!" Ord growled. "We want your cock! It's like, the bestest sounding thing in the world!"
"But you have this big dumb magic button!" News followed. "It's keeping your yummy cummies from me!"
Sighing, Anon reached down towards his waist. "For future reference." He dutifully undid the button, but refrained from pulling his zipper down or taking off his pants. "It's like this."
News and Ord clearly tried to piece together what he meant, but all they had on their faces was a horny smile while drooling dumbly…or lustfully—Anon genuinely couldn't tell.
"Cock time! Cock time!" News cheered, biting down on his zipper and hastily pulling it down.
Ord had a different approach, gripping his pants with her teeth and…
"H-Hey! Ord, wait! Don't -"
Rrrrrip!
Tore his pants straight off his body.
"No more mean pants to hide Nonny's dick!"
Anon stared in shock, looking at his torn apart pants. "I…w-what was the point of unbuttoning my pants then?!" Ord's freakish strength combined with dumb desire was beginning to become a possible issue. "D-Do not do that with my underwear!"
"Silly, Nonny! Your pants were, like, my enemy, not your undies!" Ord happily answered.
News hooked the edge of her wing against his underwear's waistband, as Ord carefully gripped the other end.
"Shall we, Ordie?"
"Can't wait, Newsie!"
And with one swift motion, the two pulled his underwear down, finally revealing the object of their intense desire. Like a freed spring, Anon's cock shot up, thick, long, and throbbing with need. A dollop of pre dotted his tip, his arousal undeniable from the sight.
Ord and News stared at his manhood with awe, mouths agape as drool ran down their chins. Their tails wagged in near sync, animalistic delight embodying them as their fried minds ran with a flurry of intense, carnal needs. An ecstatic smile spread across their faces as their lowered intelligence pieced together the delight that was about to come, and in turn, they both dove forward.
Each nuzzled their nose against Anon's bare flesh, snoot touching snoot as they both pushed against the region where his shaft and balls met. They each heaved air into their lungs, tails flagging and wagging above their rumps as his musk flooded their sinuses. Each released a pleasured moan, shuddering with intense lust as his manly aroma flooded their olfactory senses. Marish juices ran down their thighs, filling the air with their own unique scents that meshed into a fragrant cloud of mare musk.
"Mmmmph~ Oh, Nonny, you smell so good~" News groaned, taking one of his nuts into her mouth.
Ord mimicked the action, suckling on his other ball as her eyes rolled back with delight, moaning deeply against his flesh.
Anon strained with pleasure, both their tongues moving with a desperation that was molded into immaculate technique. They swirled their tongues with whorish precision, suckled with needy perfection, and moaned so deeply the vibrations alone heightened his pleasure intensely.
But he craved an even dirtier show.
"You two, clap those asses of yours while you suck~"
The two momentarily paused their servicing, looking up to him with those heart-filled eyes of theirs, before he felt and heard them giggle. Arching their backs and raising their rumps, they steadied themselves and got to work.
Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!
Both Ord and News began to enthusiastically twerk as they sloppily slurped his balls, sweaty flanks smacking together with each forceful motion they made. It was a wondrous sight, with both flanks thick enough to see just how fat they were even from the front—and their jiggling asscheeks were just as visible.
Anon felt a rush. This wasn't any kind of hypnosis or the like, but they were both so dumb and needy that they'd happily listen to his every demand if they thought it'd get them more cock. He had these two arrogant bitches at his mercy, and, as he watched them bounce their asses harder and faster, an idea crossed his mind.
"Both of you, stop."
Neither listened, both still bouncing their rumps and slurping away at his cock.
"Let me rephrase. Stop if you want me to knock you both up."
They immediately paused, ceasing their twerking and reluctantly pulling their lips away from his nuts.
"N-No! We'll be good! We like, need you to fill our wombs!" News begged.
"Y-Yeah! Whatever you, like, need, Nonny! Newsie and I will be good girls for lots and lots of cum!" Ord pleaded.
"We want like, a lot of foals!"
"Your foals! The bestest foals!"
Another, even more intense surge of adrenaline ran through Anon. It confirmed two incredibly important things. Firstly, they were so lustful and needy that they'd listen to anything he'd say if getting his cum was called into question, and, more so, they clearly wanted him to knock them up. These two mares. The ones who'd taunt him, tease him, and more, always flaunting those perfect bodies and teasing him with what he could never have…
Both wanted to be knocked up.
"Good girls," he commented, earning a delighted giggle from both mares.
News tilted her head curiously. "So, um, why did you want us to stop? Were we doing bad? I thought Ordie and I were super duper good at sucking your nuts!"
"You two are brilliant at that, don't worry," Anon reassured.
"So what gives! Newsie and I neeeeed your cock, Nonny!" Ord whined.
"I want two to kiss."
Ord and News stared blankly at him, before slowly looking over at each other.
"You want me to kiss Newsie?"
"You want me to kiss Ordie?"
Anon smirked. These two were known to be friends with benefits, even with Ord's insistent denial and News' nonchalance dismissiveness of the topic—but he knew they got it on with one another after a few drinks, or if they were just hot and bothered. Still, it was something they'd never do openly, especially in front of him.
"Okay!"
"Yay sounds fun!"
Except now.
He watched as both mares leaned forward, with News suddenly lunging forward to push Ord onto her back. Standing quite literally on top of the massive mare with room to spare, the small bat pony began to plant kisses slowly up Ord's neck, making the titanic mare shudder with delight.
"Mmmm~ Ordie we're being so naughty for, Nonny!" News cooed.
Ord licked her lips. "Yessss we are, Newsie! Such happy slutty sluts for Mister Nonny!" She wrapped a foreleg around News, nudging her up so they were muzzle to muzzle. "Gimme a smooch!"
News didn't need further encouragement, as she almost leaped towards Ord's lips. The two mares met, entering a deep, intense kiss that they both quickly were enthralled into. Their eyes fluttered closed, Ord wrapped her forelegs around News, and they both moaned into one another's embrace.
For Anon, seeing News, such a small mare, basically pinning down a titan of a pony like Ord—was hotter than it had any right to be. Their kiss was passionate as could be, and from the intensity of News' moans, he could tell Ord had forced her tongue into News' maw. Their dynamic was hastily switching, as Ord held News tightly as the little bat pony writhed with delight from the aggression Ord unleashed in their kiss.
It went on for a few moments, with Ord getting so bold enough to even smack News' flank a few times, but eventually, the two pulled apart, gasping and moaning as a string of saliva connected their lips. Smiling at one another, they both released yet another adorable giggle before turning their attention to Anon.
"Was that good? It was super duper hot, right?" News asked. "I-If you want more, I can suck her tits!"
"Or I can eat News out!" Ord followed. "O-Or suck on her tits too! Anything for some more yummy cock!"
Anon smiled smugly. "Did you two enjoy kissing?"
"Enjoy?" Ord questioned, glancing over at News. "Duh! Newsie is super cute and hot! I always love when we get like, all touchy and sexy!" She rolled her eyes. "But like, it isn't gay it's just friendship!"
News booped Ord on the nose. "Ordie is always super hot and pretty! Like, she always thinks she isn't hot and pretty, but she's sooo much fun to be all lewd and silly with!"
"Oh don't worry, Newsie! I know I'm, like, a super slutty sexy mare now!" She tapped her head. "My head is like, super clear and smart! It's telling me I love showing off!" She eyed Anon with a carnal hunger. "Especially if it gets me Nonny's human cock!"
"Right?! Human cock is so nice! Look at it!" News continued, pointing at Anon's groin. "Not just any dick, but perfect awesome human dick!"
Anon could listen to these two talk like bimbos all day, but the fact of the matter is that he needed to get off. They wanted to be knocked up, he wanted to knock them up, and consequences be damned he'd do exactly that.
"Alrighty! Who's getting knocked up first?"
News piped up first, gesturing towards Ord. "Ordie hadn't accepted that she's like, super slut material until now! Have some fun and give her some babies! I'll wait for my turn!"
Ord looked genuinely struck by the gesture from News, giving the bat pony an appreciative smile. "Awww, Newsie! You're like, the sweetest mare ever!" She slowly stood up, rolling onto her belly after carefully lifting News off her. "But yes, Nonny! Knock this big, slut whorse up!"
"Actually, Ord, you darling whore~" Anon's words made Ord kick her legs slightly with delight. "Could you roll onto your back again?"
Ord's ear twitched as she tilted her head curiously, but complied regardless. "Okay!" She hastily rolled onto her back, spreading her legs. "Baby making time!!!"
Anon made his way towards Ord, as he watched News trot to the side, lean back, and begin to rub her marehood with voyeuristic delight. The sight made his cock throb, but the real show was what he was approaching. Focusing back on Ord, the sight of the massive mare submissively presenting herself made his heart skip a beat, but what he also picked up was a wondrous aroma.
The scent of Ord's lust wafted into his sinuses like a fragrant bomb of undiscovered bliss. Notes of aged ale, mint, and various northern berries flooded his nostrils, all layered with an undertone of raw, marish lust. His cock somehow got even harder, his balls ached with a screaming need to release, and he stumbled forward like a snake being charmed.
Instinct told him to breed. To slam his cock into her impressively large, drooling cunt, but he had some sanity left in him to pace this out to play out like a dream he had not too long ago. And that dream started specifically with those massive mounds of potential that were her tits. He almost fell over himself as he lunged forward and wrapped his lips around one of her nipples, immediately earning an ecstatic groan from her.
Her tits were massive, both in general due to her size, but also now even proportionately to her. His lips sucked on her nipple, as his right and grabbed her free crotchtit, the sheer size of the milk jug dwarfing his hand more than any other mare's rack ever good. The sheer scale of her sent him into a haze, and as he sucked harder, he was rewarded with a surge of delectable mare milk flooding his mouth.
It was sweet, creamy, and held faint notes of blueberry and strawberry in it, a delicious stream of her essence that he began gulping down with greed. It was an addicting taste, coaxing him to suckle on her tit harder, all while he used his hand to pinch and tease her other nipple, earning a stream of milk to leak from it as well. She writhed beneath him, her incredible strength nearly knocking him off her, but thanks to his mythical luck and lust strengthening him beyond even adrenaline's capabilities, he held strong. She continued to tease her, caressing her tits and siphoning her precious nectar without a hint of reluctance.
On and on he went, switching to her other tit to steal the fresh milk it held within, gulping down more and more as if it was the last thing he'd ever be able to drink—and based on how mad these two were going to be once these spells ran out, it very well might be. Still, the looming threat of a future demise didn't slow Anon down, as he groped, sucked, and teased Ord's tits like man possessed.
"Mmmmph! Yes! Drink up all my milk! My boobies are allll yours! Anything for your amazing cock!"
Anon pulled back suddenly, gulping down a final mouth full of milk before grabbing her tits with a hand each. Spreading the massive mounds apart, he slapped his cock between the menacing valley he created, soon pressing her mountains back together around his length. His cock disappeared between them, huge pillows of perfection caressing every inch of his manhood with their warm embrace. He began to thrust back and forth, gliding his cock between her tits as his balls smacked against her clit with every movement forward.
"Oooh! Oooh! Big boobie titjob! Yay!" Ord cheered. "Aren't they so squishy and…and…mmmmmm~"
Her words melted into a pleasured groan, eyes fluttering as she rested her head back and basked in the sensation of his cock slamming between her tits. It was an unfamiliar sensation for her, but it felt so incredibly right. She surrendered herself to his whims, all too enamored by the mere sensation of his cock against her body. All her denial of sex, her refusal to be lewd, and her flustered responses towards horny remarks had all melted and reformed together into a whorish, desperate slut of a mare.
"Ya want my cock, slut?" Anon grunted. "Say it. Say you're a slut who wants my cock."
Ord panted like a dog, dumbly nodding in understanding. "Y-Yesh! I like, need your big, juicy cock in me! I need you to fill my womb so, so much! Because I'm a total needy slut mare! The sluttiest whore ever! Like, the biggest! Literally and figuratively! Gimme cock! Gimme cum!"
She asked, and Anon was almost hesitant to answer. Her tits were incredible, a wondrous embrace around his cock, but the true treasure was just below. Driven by the potential of what her marehood could offer, he pulled his cock back from between her tits, and lined his cock up with her pussy.
He stared at her cunt, watching it wink eagerly as it drooled a sea of lust, a beacon of carnal desire on a mare who denied her potential for as long as he knew her. It was obviously a marehood that was much bigger than the usual, but that just turned Anon all the more. Shifting himself, he slid his length along her slit, feeling her shiver with excitement as her pussy winked against him, screaming with an instinctual need to be bred.
"Pleassssseeeee, Nonny!" Ord whimpered. "I need your perfect cock!"
To be honest, the titjob from her had already worked Anon up more than he'd like to admit, and with his nuts hollering for a euphoric release, he leveled his cock up with her entrance, prodded her depths with his tip to taunt her just a bit more, and finally thrusted
Luck Effect Active.
The Bigger The Mare, The Bigger The Gspot
(Listen We Never Expected This Effect To Actually Be Used)
Every slam you make will hit just right for the lucky, giant mare you find yourself rutting.
How awfully convenient.
"Mmmmph~ Fuuuuuuuck yesssssss!"
How wonderfully convenient.
With one single thrust, Ord came on the spot. Her eyes rolled back, her tongue lolled out, and her marehood gushed with her lust, painting Anon's groin and thighs with her marish juices. She spasmed and twitched, enduring the most intense orgasm she'd ever come across, only being further throttled into pleasure's euphoric grasp as Anon kept slamming into her throughout it.
She babbled nonsensically, wore a whorish grin, and utterly surrendered to the carnal fury Anon was unleashing upon her. Every slam he made hit her nerves just right, her walls clenching down on his manhood like an angel's embrace, coaxing as much pleasure as they could from him to at least attempt to reciprocate the euphoria they were enduring.
He had an unseen strength behind him, every plunge making her body jolt enough to have her tits bounce, her body rocking back and forth as she laid before him in utter submission. She giggled with stupid lust, every bit of critical thinking and logic drained from her as all she currently knew was the pleasure he gave her, and the unending need to be bred by this human.
Anon was fairing no better. With a hand on one of her tits, and his other arm wrapped around her hind leg, he pummeled her pussy with a fury he never knew he'd be able to unleash. Her walls were a vice, his knees buckling from the sheer intensity they held him with. He felt himself entering a haze, a blurred state of autopilot where everything he had told him to knock Ord up.
And with the titjob before, and the perfection that was her depths, he was rocketing towards that release at an alarming rate. The constant smacking of her ass and thighs against his body, the visual of her bouncing tits and sex-addled expression, and the sound of her whorish moans—they were all things Ord would never do nor present, but here she was, laying back in a state of utter ecstasy.
"Oooh! Ordie is having so much fun!" News exclaimed, rubbing her snatch furiously. "Mmmph~ Beg Nonny to make you a mommy, Ordie!"
Ord slurred her words, spittle running down her face as she struggled to speak through her moans. "Yesh~ N-Nonny you - aaahn - like, need to - fuckkk - knock me up! Pre…pretty please! I'm a g-good - nnngh - mare! Make me a m-mommy!"
Anon barely registered her words, but they resonated with him at a subconscious level. His thrusts grew frenzied, no words escaping him beyond animalistic grunts. He felt his climax approaching, vision blurring as the world around him faded away and all he could perceive were the two mares desperate for his cock around him.
"Do it! Knock me the fuck up!"
Such uncouth, uncharacteristic words from Ord vanquished the dwindling stamina he had, and, with a ferocious, guttural roar, he slammed into her one final time and let the flood gates open. Hilted within her, rope after rope of warm, virile cum shot into Ord's depths. It was the biggest release he had ever bestowed, flooding her womb in seconds, excess cum painting her walls white as he heaved air into his lungs with every burst.
Ord was utterly frozen.
She threw her head back in a silent scream as her entire body tensed up, joints locked as every nerve she had was overwhelmed with a profound sense of delight she had never experienced before. Her expression was that of utter, pure, carnal, and raw lustful bliss, painted on her countenance like an insult to the pure, innocent beliefs she often held. Words were impossible to form, the only movement her body provided being her walls clenching down on Anon's length with a desperate need to wring him of every last drop of perfect, molten seed.
His performance was incredible, managing to flood her immense womb, and now even overflowing her depths, excess seed pooling out of her marehood with every intense spurt Anon unleashed upon her. He was teetering on the border of sanity, the only thing allowing him to remain conscious being his luck stack allowing his body to somehow maintain the intensity of what was occurring. He let out a final, guttural groan, releasing the last ropes of cum into Ord's flooded chamber, before falling back to the ground below.
His cock slipped out of her depths, releasing the seal that held his explosion within her. Cum pooled from her depths, forming a sizable puddle on the ground below, the sensation of such earning a ditsy giggle from Ord as she twitched and mumbled. She remained there, spread and used, completely stun-locked in a realm beyond the physical plane—a realm of euphoria unbeknownst to her until this very moment.
Anon laid back on the ground, cock twitching as faint drops of seed ran down his length. The feeling of pleasure was dwindling, reality coming back to him as the stars plotting his vision began to fade away, but the sensation was short lived.
"Oooooh~ Yummy!"
A tinge of delight ran up his spine, as a warm, wet, and horribly sensitive feeling dragged itself up his length. Shakily looking down at himself, he saw none other than News Flash greedily lapping the remnants of cum glazing his cock.
"Sooo, Nonny has more cummies for me right?" News chirped. "I wanna carry your foals just like Ordie! A big ole preggie belly and everyone knows I'm all yours!" She giggled. "Your little sluts! Well…I guess Ordie is the opposite of little, but like, that means you knocking her up is even hotter!" She shot him a wink, kissing his tip right after. "And like, me! I'm always so smug! So many ponies read my articles! I'm like, totally lusted after by so many ponies! But only Nonny gets to knock me up with babies!"
Anon looked News up and down, fighting the tremors of pleasure he was receiving from her licking his cock. "Alright, News. Ord gave me a titjob, how about you give me an assjob?"
News' smile widened, a look of pure delight and excitement on her face. She didn't even hesitate, wheeling around, lowering her torso, and proudly raising her ass in the air. She gave it a few enthusiastic twerks, clapping it right in front of Anon, before she looked back at him with delight.
"Like, you're so smart, Nonny! My juicy flank is so thick and jiggly! It's like, made for sex! And your cock! Especially your cock!" she rambled. "C'mon! Slap that big yummy dick between these flanks and let me get you ready to knock my womb up!"
Anon brushed himself off, staring at the display before him. News heart-shaped patch of white on her flanks was like a beckoning call, ushering him to the fruitful lands of delight that they held. Her flanks were absolutely divine, sweat making them shimmer ever so subtly. Just as perfect as Ord's, just as alluring, just as tempting.
His attention briefly shifted, looking over at Ord. She was still resting in her back, but now she was furiously rubbing her cum-dripping cunt and looking over at the two of them.
"Yay! Newsie gets babies next! His cum feels so good!"
News beamed over at her friend. "Yeah? Is it, like, even better than we imagined?"
"Oh it's the best," Ord groaned, rubbing herself faster. "Like, the bestest thing ever, and then even better when you know you're gonna be all preggies from it!"
News' eyes filled with wonder, her pupils dilating as she looked back at Anon. "Oh my gosh! I totally need it too! C'mon, Nonny! I've been such a good girl!" She pouted. "I wasn't that mean before, r-right! I-I'm not a big dummy like how I was before! I know how super awesome cock and cum is now! Yours especially! Yours alone!"
Anon raised his hands before him to calm her growing panic. "Relax, relax. I'm gonna knock you up too!"
News cheered with delight. "Yaaaaay!!!"
Anon refocused on the bat pony, watching as her bouncing flanks gave him occasional glances at her nethers. Her marehood was absolutely drooling with lust and marecum, a silent, unspoken scream for attention, and certainly enough to stir his cock back to full mast. It was still a surreal sensation. He had knocked up Ord, and she was acting like a total whore, and next was News, another mare of his dreams, another smug little mare to him, and another pony he'd be pumping full of foals.
He stepped forward, positioning himself behind her, his hands coming to rest on the warm, inviting curves of her ass. She ceased her twerking, gnawing her lip as she shuddered from his mere touch. He gripped down, the flesh yielding like jello under his grip, pillowy and soft, each asscheek a handful of lustful perfection.
News giggled, pushing back into his grasp. "Mmm, you like it, Nonny? My butt's all yours now! Squeeze it, slap it, use it," she purred.
He listened to her words like they were directions to guide his unkept lust, doing exactly as she said. Raising a hand, he smacked down on her ass, watching it jiggle and she released an eep of pleasure. He squeezed down on the flank right after, basking in the way it yielded to his touch.
"Hehe, that's the stuff!" News groaned. "C'mon, harder! I may not be as tough as, like, Ordie, but my butt is made for human hands!"
He gave her ass another few smacks, nothing too hard or excessive, even if she wanted it—after all he still had the reason to not want to hurt her, even if her dumbed down self was seemingly into it. Still, the sight of her flanks bouncing from his blows ensured his cock was as hard as it was before he railed Ord, and now he was raring to go.
"Mmmph~ C'mon, Nonny! Those are wimpy smacks! Hit my big ole rump like you mean it - ooooooh~"
News' remark trailed off, as Anon suddenly parted her flanks and smacked his cock between the valley her cheeks created. He shifted himself, dragging his cock between her cheeks, gliding his tip over her ponut and marehood, taunting both entrances, before sliding back up, slowly beginning to get himself off with her rump alone.
"Ooooh~ That's like, mmmm…" News huffed.
She pushed her ass back, ensuring his length was comfortably and pleasurably nestled between her cheeks. He let her take control, watching as she carefully guided her motions to caress his cock with her asscheeks, the only effort he was adding to the situation being his hands pressing those ample mounds together. His cock grew slicker with every pass over her marehood, a mixture of sweat and lust coating the underside of his cock and drooling onto his nuts. News may have been an idiot now, but just like Ord, when it came to being a total whore, she knew exactly what she was doing. She moved her hips with a precise, whorish rhythm, occasionally adding an extra motion to clap her flanks around his length, only to spice things up even more.
She took notice of his drooling expression. "See? Told you my ass was, like, totally made for this! It's built to milk all the yummy cummies from the perfect human cock!" She moved her hips up, rubbing his cock along her slit, coating it thoroughly with her marish juices. "Gotta get that big dick all wet for my pussy! Slick and ready to plap, plap, plap away!" She adorned a look of fiery lust. "Once you're done with my big ole butt, you gotta get that dick of yours into my needy pussy!"
There was so much going on, even beyond just News' slutty show. The air in the cave was thick with musk, the scent of Ord and News' arousal creating a thick miasma of amorous aromas that smelled better than a candle store. Ord still watched from the side, her body occasionally twitching from the fading tremors of her breeding session, a dumb, dopey smile plastered on her face as she continued to get off to the sight of her friend's inevitable breeding. He could hear her grumbling about how many foals she was gonna have, how she wanted more of his cock, and how she was in love with being a slut now, but that was besides the point—where her slutty show was in the credit sequence, News' was only just getting into the intro.
He continued to knead the doughy, yielding flesh of News' rump, completely and utterly enthralled by the sights, sounds, and sensations accosting him. He was even more sensitive than before thanks to how thoroughly Ord had wrung him dry, but there were hints of hesitation in him thanks to some hints of clarity from his first release. The sight of the sharp-tongued, sassy investigator he knew debasing herself to such an extent was utterly enthralling, but the insinuation that she was under a spell did prod at his subconscious. He did want to fuck her senseless, but he knew she wasn't exactly herself either.
News could sense him hesitating. The gripping of her flanks, the sliding of his cock, the heavy breaths he was taking—they all slowed and lightened. She scrunched her muzzle, hesitant, but, as if some remnant of her investigator's intelligence resurfaced for the lewdest of reasons, she deduced what was going through his mind.
"Mmm, you're thinking too much, Nonny~" she cooed, intentionally shifting her voice to a far more seductive, sultry tone. She looked back over her shoulder at him, eyes half-lidded as she adorned the most alluring expression she could muster. "I can feel it. You want this. I want this. Your hands, the way they're, like, grabbing me, I can feel how much you wanna knock me up." She giggled, the faint trickle of intelligence draining away as fast as it had returned. "And like, just don't think! Just use! I'm still Newsie, and I can totally tell you that I thought you were really hot before, and Ordie and I one time drunkenly got off together thinking about you breeding us!" She wiggled her hips. "So, stop, like, being dumb! Be smart like me! Think only about sex and cummies! My butt is like a stress ball! Squeeze it, use it, and get all those silly concerns out of that super smart head of yours!"
Anon was taken aback, freezing in place. "You…you two did what?"
"She's, like, totally being honest, you know!" Ord chirped, slowing her masturbatory efforts so she could speak clearly. Reaching down, she spread her lower lips apart, flaunting her thoroughly used marehood and allowing his seed to drool out of it. "This? Like, normal Ordie fantasized about this! She acts all innocent and cutesy, but she's still a mare! A silly, horny mare! A horny mare with needs!" She moved a hoof up, wiping some drool off her muzzle. "And like, thinking is for, you know, before and after! Thinking is tooooo hard! Doing it for, like, now! Doing Newsie! Putting babies in her! That's what matters now! And you…" She caressed her crotchtits, pressing them together as she bounced them around. "Are really good at doing…me…" She pointed a hoof at News. "And her~"
News nodded in agreement. "And like I said, Ordie and I have literally gotten all lewd and sexy together thinking about how super hot it'd be to be bred by you! We've had wet dreams, we've gotten so horny we fucked each other, and more!" She beamed over at Ord. "Right, Ordie?"
"Yuppers, Newsie!" Ord chimed in. "Like, you are probably totally unsure about giving us babies right now cause we're all smart and stuff now, but, like, we've wanted this! I was just too much of a shy, reserved mare before!"
"And I was like, way too smug and teasing!" News ruffled her wings at her sides. "Sometimes I'd fantasize about you pinning me down and like, plapping me super hard for being such a meanie!"
"Ooooh, yeah!" Ord followed. "Like, whenever I'd catch you staring at my ass, which was, like, super rare cause Ordie is a silly mare!" She stuck her tongue out playfully. "But whenever I did, I'd sometimes wish you'd just stuff your face between my flanks and eat me out with that really goodie tongue of yours!"
Hearing those words, understanding full well that deep down both these mares did want this but never admitted it, was all the encouragement Anon needed. It resonated with him at a fundamental level, extinguishing any hesitations and second guesses he may have had left. With a feral grunt, he shifted his stance, lined his cock up with News' winking depths, and slammed into her with everything he had.
Her body lurched forward from the sheer force of his thrust, her smaller frame easily overpowered by his strength as she let out a cry of uncultured delight. She and Ord both had given him the go ahead, confessed their darkest desires through their weakened minds, and now he had no reason to hold back. He didn't even give News a moment to adjust, any notion of a gentle pace thrown out the window as lust drove his entire body.
He grabbed her hips, settling his wrists just on the highest point of her flanks, and set himself into a ferocious rhythm. Each thrust was a declaration of his lack of hesitation, the gray area washed away knowing both of these mares' deepest desires. He had been blinded by lust when he rutted Ord, and now he was given the clarity of truth while railing News. He always pulled back almost entirely, leaving only his tip in her taut, clenching depths, before slamming back in with everything he had. Every retreat was a promise for further pleasure, each subsequent slam the reward for her trust.
News' forelegs buckled, her face resting against the ground as her body lurched back and forth. "Yessssh~ This is the bestest, most amazingest, hottest thing ever!" She gutturally groaned, eyes fluttering. "O-Ordie! H-He's amazing!"
Ord had long since lost herself in her own pleasure, voyeuristically viewing her friend basking in the same bliss she had been. "Mppphhh~ R-Right, Newsie?! He's the biggest, bestest human ever!"
"Aren't I the only human?" Anon grunted, unable to resist the urge to tease the towering mare.
Scrunching her muzzle, Ord blew a raspberry at him. "Hush! I'm, like, really a smartie now! I w-was just testing you!"
"Uh-huh," Anon chuckled, focusing back on News.
She had begun matching his thrusts, slamming back into his plunges once she got his rhythm down, looking back at him with frenzied lust. "Hmmph~ Yes! Your cock is so good! B-Better than I ever could have dreamed!" She giggled between her moans. "And I dreamed of it lots! So did Ordie!" She shuddered as he slammed especially hard for one thrust. "We're gonna be - nnngh - such good mommies!"
Every dumb, lustful declaration these two mares would make only ushered him to strive for more—to give them the absolute best fuck of their lives. He began to shorten the time between his thrusts, add an extra oomph to each slam, and focused everything he had on ushering News into the same, freshly bred state as Ord. Everything else began to melt away. The dungeon, the new ability, the dangers around them. All that mattered was the mare he bred, himself, and the bat pony he was going to breed. It was lust and nothing else.
The assjob she had given him, plus the added sensitivity of this carnal encounter being so soon after he had finished with Ord, had him feeling especially sensitive. He could already feel an orgasm brewing in his depths, the need to claim another mare's womb accelerating the rate at which his stamina decayed. All he could do was smell both mares' combined aromas, their mutual moans, the sensation both afforded before and now, and the desires he had held within for ages finally being unleashed full force. He entered a frenzy, animalistic grunts escaping him as he felt News' depths spasming and clenching down on him as she came for what must have been the fourth time already.
"Fuck yes! Harder! Give it your all! Ruin me, like, even more than Ordie! Rut me! Breed me! I'm your big-butted bat bitch!" News exclaimed.
Ord giggled from the side. "Wowie! That's, like, super good dirty talk, Newsie!"
Anon kept going. Unrelenting. He reached out, grabbing her mane and pulling it back, a feral instinct hijacking his mind and body alike, under a spell of his own doing spawned from the core of his carnal desires. The pressure within him began to reach the pinnacle, the sensations accosting him already alluding to the inevitable pleasure eclipsing that of him breeding Ord. Not because Ord wasn't just as amazing to breed, but rather because he was about to unload and knock up a second mare that he craved, while knowing both wanted this deep down.
"Mmmph~ This is the bestest thing ever! More! More!" News wailed.
Ord harumphed. "You're like, going even harder with her! No fair! You better give me more cummies after you're done with her!"
Everything was coming together. Their smugness, their teasing, their wondrously fat asses, their hefty crotchtits, their taut depths, their whorish moans, and their ready wombs. It was everything he dreamed and more. Everything they secretly desired and more. It was the moment where fantasy lost its meaning as the line between reality and the dreams of desire he had grew blurrier and blurrier until it had fully vanished. This was real. He was about to knock News up, already knocked Ord up, and have his every last wet dream for as long as he could remember come true in one perfect scenario.
"Fhuuuuck~ Shooo gooood~" News groaned, shuddering from head to hoof.
Ord rubbed herself furiously, bucking her hips slightly into her hoof. "Oh yes! I, like, see it on your face, Nonny! Give her cummies! Give her babies! We'll be the bestest wives forever and ever!"
He felt the pressure in his body, the need to release began to run through his nerves, the insatiable desire to breed consume all his thoughts. This wasn't just fucking, he was basking in the glory of knowing these two cocky, taunting mares had craved this for ages, and he was thrilled to experience the aftermath now, rather than dreading when they'd snap out of their spell-induced states of idiocy. He tensed, clenching his teeth, and stared directly into News' eyes as she could feel what was about to happen.
"D-Do it!" Ord exclaimed, cumming intensely as she continued to pleasure herself. "Nggh~ B-Breed her too!"
News' focus shifted, her ecstatic, mind-broken expression momentarily shifting to one of sultry, stern need. "Every last drop."
And, as the pressure exceeded his ability to contain himself, Anon did exactly what both mares desired.
"So good! So m-many babies to come! I love it! I love you! Bestest husband ever! Make me mommy! Make me a - AAAAAAHN~"
News' facade had shifted back to mindless lust, before it had shattered into a silent scream and a look of unfathomable delight, as Anon unloaded into her with everything he had. HIs climax hit him like a freight train, matching and even barely exceeding that of which he experienced with Ord. His body tensed, ropes of seed gushed from his length, and his vision blurred, as he gave the bat pony before him every ounce of lust he had in him. News' reaction was instant, apparent, and that of utter bliss. Her back arched violently, her wings extended at her sides, her tongue lolled out, her eyes rolled back, and her jaw hung open and soundless, as her entire body was instantly basked in a wave of pleasure unlike anything she could ever imagine. The first ropes of cum filled her womb, the second ropes flooded it, the third began to overflow, the fourth painted her walls white, and as they kept cumming, trickles of seed already began to spurt out past the seal Anon's cock made on her marehood.
It was a spree of ecstasy for News, every rope ushering forth another, miniature orgasm that only uplifting and intensified the primary one, her body spasming and her silent scream morphed into senseless, unintelligible babbling. Every last hidden desire, unmasked and revealed by the spells' effect, added even more on, throwing News into an abyss of delight that would've permanently shattered the mind of any average mare.
Ord was certainly due for a second round, one she truly deserved, as the pleasure from just seeing what News was enduring made her green with envy. Still, she felt a wave of delight seeing her friend being bred just like her. She reached down, feeling some more excess cum drool from her depths, shuddering with delight knowing News was experiencing the same, wondrous revelation. She was undoubtedly knocked up, and, from the seed she saw gushing out of News as she was actively being bred, Ord was rather convinced her friend would be joining her in motherhood. It was a mix of emotions. Envy, joy, pleasure, and more—something she craved to sate, find more of, and sate again, each time by a fresh load of spunk from the cock she now craved with full honesty and delight.
As the final surges of Anon's orgasm came to a close, he felt faint. The world spun around him, his knees buckled, his vision grew dotted, and he nearly collapsed backwards. Catching himself, his cock slipped out of News' depths with an ungraceful schlick, leaving the smaller mare to collapse to the floor entirely without his support. He stumbled back, looking over to see the snarky investigator spasming and twitching, marehood winking wildly as his cum poured from her depths, her womb undoubtedly claimed entirely just like Ord.
He wobbled back, far too dizzy to gather himself, only to find a comforting hoof catch him. Glancing back, he saw the colossal figure of Ord beaming down at him.
"Aww, Nonny is tuckered out! Lemme help!" she cooed.
Without any warning, grace, or patience, she craned her head down, kissed the tip of his cock, and soon after wrapped her lips around it. She dove her muzzle forward, engulfing the entirety of his manhood with ease, tongue swirling around his length and ensuring every last drop of News' lust and his cum were siphoned, savored, and greedily gulped down. She shivered with every motion forward, feeling his cock throbbing in her throat, a few surprise spurts of cum giving her a delectable treat she hadn't expected, but certainly welcome. She laid down, easing the strain on her neck as she mostly leveled her head with his groin, humming with pleasure as she throated him with an expertise her usual self would die of embarassment from.
"Mmmm~ Sho mush yummy cummies!" Ord mumbled around his length. "Newshie ish yummy too!"
From cumming and feeling absurd pleasure the first time with Ord, to pushing his limits by cumming a second time inside News, and to now, seconds after knocking up her friend, getting an incredible blowjob from the massive mare herself nearly made Anon's very soul leave his body. Still, he couldn't deny the towering powerhouse of a mare her desires, and, planting his hands on her head to steady himself, let her get to work. Every motion she made was precise, her huge figure moving with unfamiliar grace as her tongue swirled around his length, occasionally shifting down towards his nuts whenever she slammed forward, lapping at them briefly before she retreated to prepare for another drive forward. **
She was pushing all his buttons with full knowledge of them. She may have been dumbed down even more than her usual clueless level, but she seemingly had any intelligence leftover driven directly to being a slut. She briefly looked up at him, winked, and raised her rump behind her. Swaying her hips, flaunting her shimmering flanks, she gently bounced them, subtly enough to make them jiggle, but carefully enough to only occasionally let him have the satisfaction of seeing and hearing her cheeks smack together. She giggled around his length, watching him stare at her rump like he was hypnotized, finding herself proud at the way she was curling him around her hoof like a temptress.
She had acted like a vulture, swooping down on a weakened target and savoring the rewards like a bandit looting a temple. News may have gotten the better dinner, but she was the one enjoying dessert. With that in mind, and an insatiable need for further seed, she upped her tempo. Her bobbing grew more intense, her tongue moved swiftly and deftly, and she moaned around his length as she began to lose herself in the moment. The vibrations, especially with how sizable they were from a mare of her size, made Anon's legs give out, only prevented from collapsing entirely as her head propped him up. She wasn't only pleasuring him with her tongue and throat, or merely teasing him with her ass, she was even making the very moans she released an element to the third act of his rollercoaster of delight.
She suddenly lurched forward, carefully yet forcefully pushing Anon down, guiding him to the ground with a hoof before placing it on his chest to pin him down. He hadn't a chance to even try to escape, even if he had the strength to attempt. She was bigger, stronger, and physically superior to him in every way. With her dumb state, and absurd strength, he was powerless before her, left laying back in a pool of sweat and stupor.
With her prey utterly defenseless and defeated, Ord entered a frenzy, bobbing up and down with fiendish need, the sounds of her sucking filling the cavern and layering in with News' exasperated gasping. She felt him writhing beneath her, surrendering to her whims, a dynamic switch that she found herself shockingly in love with. She craved him, demanded equal love and attention, and whether he was ready or not, she was getting it.
Anon was spent, his cock had been softening right after finding with News, but somehow Ord's efforts had resurrected his libido for an unintended, unplanned round three. She casually had her way with him, moving between throating his length, suckling his nuts, and occasionally planting kisses on both sensitive areas.
"You were, like, super unfair, Nonny~" she purred. "Newsie got spanks, lots of love, and even more cummies than me!" She giggled mischievously. "You're in, like, cummie debt to me! Yeah!" She narrowed her gaze at him, a predatory glint in her eyes. "And Ordie wants to collect interest~"
With one massive hoof keeping him pinned down, nearly covering his entire chest by itself, she moved another foreleg and used the frog of her free hoof to gently caress his nuts. She moved down, nuzzling his balls, heaving his scent into her lungs before gently kissing it. Her lips, proportionate to her size, engulfed each ball with ease, the kiss alone almost feeling like she was sucking them, but when she'd actually slip in a suckle or a lick, Anon found his legs spasming.
"I'm gonna be the mommy to so many of your foals!" She furrowed her brow. "So you gotta, like, make sure you satisfy my urges." Momentarily, she rose up, still pinning him down, showcasing the sheer magnitude of her size. "And Ordie has some big urges~"
Anon winced beneath her, her hoof pressing down on him just enough to make his breath hitch. "I-Is that so?"
She leaned forward, her nose pressing against his face, smiling smugly. "Oh, yes, yes! Ordie's got a big womb, big cravings, and, like, the biggest lust!" She planted a kiss against his lips, a momentary embrace, but one that made both their hearts skip a beat. "And it isn't fair! Newsie is super hot, but I'm super hot and big!" She moved towards his neck, dragging her massive tongue up it, stopping right under his chin. "And, bigger is better, riiiiight?"
"I…I think I like you both equally…" Anon stammered.