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“O-oh—Chryssi!”

Thwump.

Shining Armor stared at the scene before him with his mouth agape, and his face blanched. He’d been out all afternoon training the new Crystal Guard recruits, and had arrived home sweaty, hungry, and ready to collapse onto the couch. The couch was still there...but its occupants were anything but what he could have expected.

Rephrased: He’d expected Cadance to be there. What he had not expected, however, was the jet-black changeling Queen sitting in her lap, a fat black cock thrust up between a pair of G-cup breasts as she bounced up and down against Cadance’s full thighs.

Queen Chrysalis moaned, her low, throaty voice humming through Shining’s eardrums and curling up somewhere right below his crotch. A thick, meaty flare was stuck right between her lips, her cheeks bulging out with the girthy volume of the stallionhood shoved into her muzzle. Her stallionhood, he noted, feeling slightly dizzy. It was enormous, more than long enough to stick up past her chest, and wrapped tightly between a pair of breasts large enough to dwarf her head while also staying perky enough to defy gravity. Her hips jerked in time with Cadance’s thrusts, each thrust of his wife’s pelvis letting Chrysalis’ tits smack together around the girth of her cock.

His wife! Shining gargled faintly, his eyes opening wider as he took in the oversized bulge in the Queen’s stomach. Beneath her, Cadance groaned, her teeth biting into her lip as her eyes squeezed more tightly shut. “Ch-chryssi,” she moaned, wrapping her hooves around the Queen’s barrel. “You’re so tight.”

Chrysalis spat her oversized cockhead out of her mouth long enough to snarl, “Not tight enough!” before shoving it back in, her throat bulging out as she gulped down the liters of precum cascading past her muzzle. Her fat balls bounced and shook, each one large enough to look nearly fifteen pounds. They were the size of watermelons, big and ripe and round and juicy...and were smacking regularly against a pair of delicate, pink-furred testes easily twice their size.

A moan tore its way from Cadance’s throat as Chrysalis’ jagged horn glowed. Wicked peals of green, devilish magic flickered around the bulge in Chrysalis’ belly, and before long that bulge began to widen. Shining felt an uncomfortable stirring in his crotch, and gaped in awe as Cadance cried out in helpless, captive pleasure.

The next time Cadance thrust upwards, her eyes opened a sliver. It wasn’t much—but it was enough for her to peer past the slick of sweat on her brow, and to notice her husband standing awkwardly by the door. Her next thrust went only halfway, with the changeling Queen on her lap giving a yelped “Wha—?” before nearly flying off of Cadance’s lap entirely.

“What,” Chrysalis sputtered, clambering onto her elbows, Cadance’s thick cock still embedded deeply into her cunt, “was tha—“

She blinked rapidly, noticing Shining for the first time. He realized that he was blushing quite heavily.

“Hello, dear,” he said meekly. He felt something stirring in his pants, and forced a grin onto his face. “How was work?”

“Shining!” Cadance gaped, her face going white as a sheet. “You weren’t supposed to—“

“You told me he’d be out all night!” Cadance snarled, turning back to face her hyper-endowed lover. “You said—“

“Shining!” Cadance said. Her face was flushed, and she gave Chrysalis a half-hearted push, as if trying to force the tall, busty Queen off of her lap. “I can explain, really.”

“No need.” Shining took a step forward. A disbelieving, trembling smile began to creep onto his face. He might not have expected this...but a certain part of him didn’t even want to explain it. The stirring at his crotch strengthened, a pressure beginning to grow beneath his groin, a bulge pushing out against the fabric of his well-trimmed slacks.

“No—you knew?” Cadance said.

“No,” he said. He took another step toward them. The bulge at his crotch was growing; it’s surpassed simply “visible” with the last step, and was now becoming borderline obscene. It strained against his belt, a massive, head-shaped bulge swelling with arousal until he heard the satisfying “pop” of his waistband button. The belt was off a second later, undone swiftly by a flicker of unicorn magic that sent tingles running up and down his thighs.

“It’s pretty easy to figure out, though,” Shining said. He’d closed half the distance now. His pants dropped to the floor, and he stepped out of them as neatly as though they’d never been there at all. By now, the weight between his legs was making it almost difficult to walk; he had to sway his mass in opposition to the angle of his well-rounded package. Encapsulated by an absolutely massive pair of briefs, Shining’s swelling bulge already reached down to his knees, and was still growing. Its weight and volume did make it unwieldy, but being able to remove the concealment spell after a long day of frustrations just felt so freeing.

“Is it, now?” Chrysalis sounded suspicious. “You would expect to find me—an enemy of your nation—in bed with your spouse?” Behind her, Cadance blushed madly, not quite able to reach Shining’s eyes.

“Nah,” Shining said. He took another step closer, and savored the look in Chrysalis’ eyes as his mighty bulge swayed between his legs. The outline of his massive, flared horsecock was clearly drawn in their soft, cotton fabric, a steady river of precum through a widening stain onto the floor below. Each one of his balls was a massive, swollen orb, their curves perfectly rounded and easily two feet across. And he wasn’t even hard yet.

He stopped mere inches from Chrysalis’ face, and grinned at the redness that overtook her cheeks. “I just guessed that my wife brought home a toy for the two of us to play with,” he said. “Isn’t that right, honey?” He added a wink for Cadance; she bit her lip, and smiled hesitantly back up at him.

His grin widened, and he gave his well-packed crotch a playful slap. His enormous balls swung back and forth like a pendulum, their contents audibly sloshing as his cock began to harden, pressing up against the fabric containing it. He turned his grin to Chrysalis, and eyed her own erection meaningfully. “Would I be correct...Chryssi?”

“That’s—“ she sputtered. “How—“

“My wife is big,” he said gently. “But I’m even bigger.” And his erection tore its way right through his pre-soaked briefs.

It erupted with the force of a rocket, a flexing, lurching mass of unadulterated stallion meat bursting from its cotton prison and smacking across Chrysalis’s bust with a mighty slap! The simple vibrations of it forced the changeling’s cock to quiver, then clench, before firing off a few hefty volleys of jizz all over the Queen’s face and tits. Chrysalis moaned, her watermelon-sized jugs still jiggling against her belly as her shaft continued to lurch, splattering her face with its load.

When it was finally over, she sucked in a heavy breath. Holding it, staring upward past the thick strands of spunk layering her cheeks, she raised her gaze until she finally met the massive, curved flare of Shining Armor’s own endowment. A full four feet long, his magnificent tool reached just above his head, nearly a full seven feet into the air. She gulped.

“So, Chryssi,” he purred, his ponderous balls swaying gently between his muscular thighs. His cock flexed, splattering the ceiling with a fresh paint of precum. His grin widened.

“Want to play?”