“Now, personally, I don’t find it that interesting. I think Rainbow Dash let the books get to her head a bit – Daring Do is so contrived now.” Twilight blabbered on, waving her hands occasionally as she strolled down the corridor of the crystalline castle with Starlight. Both mares were clothed in only their tops, though Twilight lacked something very obvious that Starlight had in abundance – a massive, swinging horsecock between her legs. “It’s like the author just keeps making books for the sake of making them! I mean, for goodness’ sake, they brought back Ahuizotl three times!”

“Twilight, I haven’t even read the books.” Starlight replied, a slight grimace on her face as she was spoiled unintentionally.

“And th- oh, uh.” Twilight’s cheeks turned slightly red with embarrassment. “…Sorry, Starlight. I just assumed you had at least read one of them.”

“Rainbow was so obsessed with them that I decided to pass.” Starlight shrugged. “I figured anything that makes her that excited is probably just drivel.”

“Well, that’s a bit rude, don’t you think?” Twilight glanced at Starlight, then nudged open the door ahead of them, heading into her own room, which was surprisingly modest given the size of the castle. “I mean, I know you don’t like Rainbow that much…but you’d do well to keep on everypony’s good si- TRIXIE!” Twilight squeaked as she turned her head to look at her bed, where she saw the ever-so familiar blue unicorn lying there, devoid of any accessories or clothing besides her trademark magician hat, which was covering her eyes. She, like Starlight, was endowed with a massive cock that was already throbbing up against her belly as she laid there, tilting her hat up to see who had come in.

“Hm? Oh, good morning Twilight.” The magician smirked, tossing her hat to the side and letting it land on a nearby coat-rack. “I hope you don’t mind Trixie taking a spot in your bed.”

“I- most certainly do mind!” Twilight crossed her arms, her tail flicking behind her. “Get out of my bed!”

“No.” Trixie said simply, stretching herself out…and in the process, making her thick pair of sweaty blue nuts slosh and jiggle.

“Starlight, could you talk some sense into-“ Twilight turned around to speak to Starlight, but was met with twice as many mares as she had expected.

Standing in the doorway – with the door now closed – was Starlight, who had discarded her top. More noticeably, standing right behind her was Tempest Shadow, the slightly taller, mohawk-sporting, broken-horned unicorn glaring at Twilight – and also completely naked, her own immense throbbing shaft poking out from between Starlight’s thighs as she set her hands on the pink unicorn’s shoulders. “Tempest?” Twilight blinked, glancing behind her, watching as Trixie slowly stood up from the bed, grinning. “…W-wait…what’s going on here?”

“This was Trixie’s idea, might Trixie add!” Trixie exclaimed, making sure to roll her R’s as she always did. “But, well, Tempest here is the one who has the most stake in it, so I’ll let her do the honours.” She waved a hand in a showy manner as Starlight stepped out of the way, and Tempest stepped forward.

“I’ll be honest Twilight, this whole ‘good guy’ act…” Tempest began, stepping forward with one hand wrapped around her enormous shaft and the other idly twirling a small ring around her finger. “It’s not really working for us.” She smirked, her broken horn crackling and fizzling as she stopped right in front of Twilight. Being a military-trained mare, she was tall, standing a good few inches taller than the princess even without her mohawk adding another solid foot. “So we were talking a bit, and…”

“We came to a conclusion.” Trixie was suddenly right up behind Twilight, her hands gripping the princess’s shoulders, her fat dick rubbing against her purple butt.

“That you’re the problem~” Starlight finished for them, sitting back in a nearby chair and running one hand up and down her shaft.

Twilight tensed up. Her horn immediately sparked with energy, attempting to cast a spell, but Starlight’s was faster. She felt a tight, magic-binding ring wrap around her horn, sealing off any magic she attempted to let out. She tried to turn her head, but Trixie shoved her down, bending her over forcefully as her thick blue shaft slowly slid between her plump purple cheeks. “Trixie obviously agreed.” She purred. “But if I’m being honest, these two are just in it for the humiliation…I’m in it to make us even~”

“E-even?!” Twilight squeaked, realizing that the mares weren’t joking. She squeaked again, a bit more quietly, as Tempest’s massive, throbbing dong bonked her on the nose, dribbling with slick pre that smeared against her face and made her gag.

“Even.” Trixie replied. “These two aren’t much into the idea of ridding Equestria of you, but I certainly am. If only to make myself stronger…” She emphasized her words by thrusting forward with almost every other one, grinding on Twilight’s buns as she slickened them up with her own pre. “Maybe after churning you into a thick load, I’ll finally have the same kind of power Starlight has~”

“G-girls, this is insane! Y-you have to stop this, Princess Celestia will- ggrrmbppph!” Twilight began to lecture, but in the middle of her sentence she felt a very large, jaw-stretching flare force her mouth open and keep it there. Tempest roughly grabbed hold of Twilight’s bound horn, grinning to herself as she pushed her dark, slightly mottled horsecock down the princess’s throat, turning any potential complaints into muffled, frantic whines.

“The princesses won’t care.” Starlight said, now standing again and slowly walking up behind Trixie. She grabbed a firm handful of blue magician butt, kissing the entertainer on the nape of her neck and grinning evilly over her shoulder at the bound, currently cock-choked Twilight. Already, Tempest was in up to her medial ring, her heavy, sloshing balls swinging beneath her ominously. “You know Celestia. She’s let everything go, hasn’t she? Walks around the castle naked, shoves maids and servants into every hole she’s got. Haven’t even seen Luna in months.”

Starlight reached around Trixie, tracing a finger up to the tip of her dick and licking a glob of pre off of said finger. Then, she grasped the shaft and started maneuvering it towards Twilight’s rump, pushing her tail aside as she helped Trixie ease her way into Twilight’s tight rear end while holding her shoulders down. “M-mmph! GRRMMBBPPL!” Twilight wheezed, then gagged again as Tempest hilted in her throat, her balls pressed against Twilight’s chin.

“And Cadence is pretty much the same, just with one less hole.” Starlight snickered. “If she barely even thinks of her own husband as anything more than a cushion, and she prefers Chrysalis over him, what do you think she cares about you? Nah…I don’t think we’ll have to worry about the princesses.”

Twilight could only whine and squirm as she was speared from both sides. As the only mare in the room without a dick, she wasn’t nearly as stretchy – she still didn’t quite understand why mares with penises were stretchier, but that was the reality – so it was uncomfortable on both ends. Starlight continued to squeeze, kiss and grope Trixie as the blue unicorn began to slowly buck her hips, rocking in rhythm with Tempest’s own slow, methodical thrusts. The two made it so they thrust in at the same time, maximizing the pressure and discomfort for their poor purple fleshlight, who made (admittedly adorable) squeaking and choking sounds with every thrust.

The process was not unfamiliar to Tempest. In fact, she seemed to be more into it than all of them. She grabbed both sides of Twilight’s head as tight as she could without fracturing something, her military-trained muscles driving her hips forward powerfully and shoving her entire foot-and-a-half long horsecock down Twilight’s throat. Her balls began to noisily slap against the mare’s chin and jaw, sloshing with copious amounts of unspent, pent-up jizz. All three mares had laid off on masturbating – or fucking – for almost a week just to let it build up, and while they knew it would make things faster, it made them far more satisfying too.

Tempest continued to pound Twilight’s gullet like she was punishing a prisoner. Indeed, this was one of her favourite torture methods when she didn’t want to draw blood – a few minutes of choking on her enormous schlong and any Storm King prisoner would be begging her to be allowed to unload their secrets before she unloaded in them. It was exhilarating, a feeling of power that you just couldn’t get through normal violence. It was especially effective on stallions…but Twilight was good enough.

Gritting her teeth, the half-horned unicorn thrust in, a low grunt escaping her as she drew back and slammed in again. She felt tears rolling down Twilight’s cheeks and over her hands, but that just encouraged her to go harder. If she was still feeling something, Tempest wasn’t finished yet.

Trixie might not have been as sadistic, but she also intended to unload herself as completely as she could. She was making room, after all. As she slowly drove her hips forward, Twilight’s slightly plump purple rump would jiggle and bounce, then go still as she pulled back out. Never did she pull out more than halfway, though; Starlight made sure of that, as she stood behind Trixie and groped her body all over. She paid extra attention to Trixie’s nuts, rolling them around in her hand and fondling them like prized, precious gemstones.

Starlight, for all intents and purposes, was an observer. She wanted to watch every last bit of the process, without compromising herself through sex – not that she wasn’t furiously jerking off behind Trixie, but she didn’t want to exhaust herself. Still, she wasn’t particularly ashamed when she blew her load several minutes before the other two, spattering her hot, sticky cum all over Trixie’s blue back – and a lot of it on Twilight’s butt, between Trixie’s legs.

Meanwhile, the other two continued on. Tempest only got rougher as time went on, her hips driving forward so hard that Twilight nearly broke her nose on the soldier’s rock-hard abs. Twilight was barely even conscious by this point, barely able to breathe in the small intervals when Tempest pulled away. Both Tempest and Trixie pounded with such intensity and speed that Twilight felt like she was going to be crushed. She could vividly hear how full Tempest’s massive sack was, and while she was only slightly more endowed than Trixie in that regard, it was clear who had the fuller balls.

With a loud, heavy moan, Tempest slammed herself all the way in. Twilight’s air was cut off as she held her head against her crotch, her enormous shaft swelling all the way to the tip until it unloaded. Spurt after spurt of heavy cream poured out, the unicorn’s nuts audibly churning and pumping out the heavy loads of frothy white jizz. Twilight didn’t get to taste, or even really swallow, since Tempest’s cock was pretty much in her stomach. She did, however, feel as her stomach began to bloat, swelling with the weight of several gallons of jizz pouring in.

And it was about to be bolstered further, as Trixie reached her peak as well. She thrust all the way in, throwing her head back and narrowly avoiding slamming the back of her skull into Starlight’s nose. Her legs tensed, her balls emptying immediately as her cock spewed its mighty load up Twilight’s ass, making her belly swell to the point she looked halfway through a pregnancy. Tempest didn’t make much of a show of pulling out – she did it abruptly, a waterfall of her own jizz following as Twilight began to cough and groan, hands planted on the ground. Trixie pulled out, as well, and while nothing really leaked out, Twilight still felt unfathomably full.

There had been no words spoken for almost fifteen minutes. As Twilight collapsed on the ground, Starlight was the first to speak. “Soooo…” She grinned, stepping out in front of them all and placing her hands on her hips, casually leaning down to lick a bead of cum off of Trixie’s cock. “How was she, girls?~”

“Had better.” Tempest snorted, crossing her arms. Her shaft remained at half-mast, throbbing and twitching, soaked and glistening with Twilight’s saliva. “But I guess those ones were more willing.”

“Satisfactory.” Trixie snickered, slowly starting to get down on her knees. “Not that this was the part that mattered, anyway!”

“P-pphhbb…” Twilight garbled, her eyes rolling back. “Sssrrppbb…”

“Can’t even talk right.” Tempest placed one foot on Twilight’s head, idly grinding it back and forth as she stood there, grinning softly. “Trixie, you taking her or what?”

“Let Trixie enjoy this!” Trixie scoffed. “This will be the end of her and Twilight Sparkle’s rivalry, it must be done with grace and style!”

“You’re shoving her down your cock and turning her into cum, Trixie.” Starlight frowned. “I don’t think that’s very graceful.”

Trixie flicked her mane back with a hand. “Hmph! Well, maybe…”

“Just shove her in, blow the load down someone’s throat.” Tempest slapped her balls – one would think that would be painful, but it seems they were nearly as hardy as her stomach. “That’s what I’d do.”

“Oooh, or wrap a condom around your dick and just let her fester in there for a while before you toss her out with the garbage.” Starlight grinned deviously.

“Girls, girls.” Trixie giggled, already picking up the twitching, exhausted alicorn’s feet and starting to ease them into her shaft. A shiver ran down her spine as they entered her cumslit, but she didn’t stop talking. “Trixie always has a plan. Trust me, this will be…perfect.” She grunted, her hips grinding forward as her cock rippled and dragged in Twilight’s knees, the mare beginning to faintly complain and wiggle. “Now…leave Trixie to her work.”

Tempest lifted her foot off of Twilight’s face and scoffed. “Whatever. I’m gonna go find Applejack and see if she wants to wrestle again.” She began to stride out of the room.

“And…I’ll…” Starlight bit her lip, watching as Trixie’s pulsing dick claimed Twilight up to her thighs. “Are you sure I can’t watch, Trixie?”

“Yes, I’m- oooh, that’s the ticket…” Trixie purred. “I am- hhnngh- very sure. Now go.”

“I’ll…see if Pinkie Pie is up for a round, then. I’m really pent up…” Starlight mumbled, straightening up and following Tempest out of the room. As the door shut behind her, she momentarily listened for the deep, throaty moan of a mare enjoying herself – and the terrified, increasingly audible squeals of a mare who was decidedly not – before walking off with a giggle.

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Bbbllrp…sloorssh…chhrrnn…

Trixie’s eyes slowly fluttered open. As she realized she was properly awake, she pulled her hands out from under her head and stretched them out, jaw widening for a yawn as she wiggled and squirmed a bit, feeling exceptionally chipper this morning.

And as she started to sit up, she remembered why. Sitting between her legs were two basketball-sized orbs, her shaft already beginning to swell up to full erection as she regarded them. “Ha!” She chirped. “Seems you digested nicely, Twilight Spunkle.” She tittered, starting to swing her legs over to the side of the bed and stand up. The extra weight was nothing unfamiliar…but the extra colour was. On either side of her ballsack she saw Twilight’s signature cutie mark emblazoned, a thin layer of sweat glistening atop them but otherwise a dead-ringer for the princess of friendship’s telltale mark.

Trixie put her hands on her hips, grinning to herself as she swung her cock and balls from side to side. “Now this…this feels right.” She purred. “Twilight Sparkle, swallowed by Trixie Lulamoon’s mighty shaft and churned into an unsuspecting load. How fitting~” She groped her nuts with one hand, starting to casually stroke her shaft with the other. After fondling her huge orbs a bit, she reached over and picked up a rectangular package from the nearby desk. “But, Trixie is afraid she can’t keep you. It’s far too uncomfortable!”

Sllorsssh…Trixie’s nuts noisily sloshed and burbled as she ripped the top off the package, unveiling a condom – one specially marked with Twilight’s cutie mark, to be exact. As she slowly unrolled it down her shaft, she firmly snapped the ring around the base to ensure there would be no leakage. “And now…” She crooned, slowly gripping the base of her dick with both hands. “For the finale…”

Trixie breathed out heavily as she started to stroke herself, taking it nice and slow. She moved both hands all the way from base to tip, feeling her flare swell as she dragged them back down. Once they reached the base again, she removed her left hand and used it to squeeze and fondle her balls, an evil grin forming on her lips. She started to speed up her stroking, going from just a gentle rub to a full-on jerk, the slippery rubber of the condom already starting to swell noticeably with just the pre dribbling out. With how full Trixie’s nuts were, it was simply inevitable that she was going to blow quickly.

“Haaahgh…nnngh…hnn…that’s it…Twilight…” Trixie panted, her tongue lolling out of her mouth as she leaned over the desk, planting her free hand on it to steady herself while furiously jacking off her throbbing, pulsing cock. “Just…come on…out…” She growled through gritted teeth. “A little bit…more…and you can…nnn…hnnn…” Trixie tossed her head back, her eyes crossing and her mouth dropping open with a cry of ecstasy. The condom immediately ballooned outward, a massive, minute-long orgasm filling up the rubber confines nearly to its breaking point. Trixie felt her limbs shaking, her whole body riding her own orgasm despite having only pleasured herself for a minute or two at most.

As the flood of Spunkle slowly tapered off, Trixie leaned over the desk and flopped her head down against it, letting the condom slowly slip to the end of her cock. Before it could fall off, she quickly tied off the end, letting it harmlessly jiggle and shake around while she got her breath back. “Goodness…” Trixie panted. “You nearly made a mess, there.” She kicked the side of the condom with her bare foot, then gave her nuts a slosh. There was still some left, but most of it was all trapped in the airtight latex beanbag sitting on the ground in front of her.

“Now…” Trixie’s horn glowed faintly, magical aura wrapping around the sagging condom as she lifted it carefully off the ground and made her way towards the door. “Come on, Princess. If we’re quick about this, Trixie can slip you in with the others in Sugarcube corner without that infernal Pinkie seeing her. a fitting end for you, Twilight, I think. Distributed to the whole town in Pinkie’s ‘special frosting’…”