A million years before ponies the mighty ponut grazed the vast empty plains, living by voices only they could hear. They first came to know the pony as the hunted knows the hunter. Before she used ponuts for naughty, naughty butt fun, she used them only for waste expulsion. The alliance with ponies would forever be fragile. For the fear she struck deep into their hearts was too deep to be dislodged. Since that neolithic moment when a ponut was first penetrated, there were those among ponies who understood this. They could see into the creature's soul and sooth the wounds they found there. The secrets uttered softly into troubled ears. These ponies were known as the whisperers. The ass whisperers.

And this ass whisperer is having a bit of trouble with the buttholes calling out to her right now. The voices were distorted like last time, implying that there was more than one pony in need of some deep, hard, naughty butt fun. However the voices of lust seemed oddly muffled, like they were being gagged.”MMmm” one would say, “Mm phmmm mhhmmm”, the other would reply. Peculiar, but after getting an introduction to apple farming from Applejack’s rump I just assume ponuts say weird stuff. Whoever these ponuts belonged to it appeared that they knew each other quite well, their lusts have become intertwined. A part of me stopped to ponder, was it possible that these two ponies were not in need of my intervention? Maybe they were perfectly capable of satisfying their lusts without my aid? If they knew each other so well that their butts were in synch, then the perfect pony to pleasure their posteriors was probably each other.

I was about to walk away when I felt something scream within me to go find them. A fiery, blinding light engulfed my thoughts, purging my ability to reason. I don’t know what it was but I felt like a switch had been flipped. A dam of horniness broke open, flooding every pore of my being with desire. At this point I didn’t give a damn whether or not they even needed my help, every thought I had was geared towards finding these ponies and eating their asses like they were my last meal.

My horn could detect they were over in the shopping district, the only part of town that could be arguably considered metropolitan. The two weren’t moving, which would make my job easier, but as I approached the muffled voices of their sex grew louder. A small voice within me called out, attempting to regain control of my body, to question what was going on. But that small voice was drowned out by the storm of need that swirled within me; a thousand images of raw passion passed in front of my eyes. I became more and more aware of toll that the months of frustration had on me, my nightly almost-wet dreams, the complete lack of reciprocation sparked a sexual rage that I could not contain.

If it was even possible for me to feel fear I would have. But every single non-sexual thought within me was effectively purged. All that mattered was my quest to pleasure these ponies, and I knew nothing would get in my way. I stormed past countless numbers of ponies, I pushed them aside without any care for them. My horn ached as I drew closer and closer to the voices.

It took me ten minutes tearing through the streets of Ponyville. But I found them, my targets. No, not my targets, my victims.

TARGETS AQUIRED: PONUT 1 – FLUTTERSHY, PONUT 2– PINKIE PIE

If I was still capable of reason I would have begun questioning what was going on. I would often pleasure ponies that knew one another, but never in a row like this. My eyes scanned the two, seeing them enjoying tea on the patio of some fancy café. Both were wearing long frilly dresses that completely covered their rumps. At any other point in time I would have found those dresses to be quite pretty, but in my butt fueled brain the dresses were complete and utter heresy. How dare they profane against the beauty that is their plots? This blasphemy must be purged.

I followed the same procedure as my previous conquest: I quickly became invisible and stretched out my tongue into a most formidable tentacle. I split myself into two and charged straight for them, anger and want screeching in my veins.

The obscene dresses were long and poofy enough that I could easily hide myself underneath. Quickly lifting their skirts and diving within, I found myself face to face with the source of those gagged voices. My horn pulsed and throbbed; I couldn’t wait any longer, I needed to have them right now. I grabbed their tails within my hooves, swung them aside and then…

Huh, guess that explains the muffling.

While I’ve had many experiences with a wide variety of kinky ponies, this was the first time I’ve ever seen any pony willing to be so brazenly public with their fetish. Staring right at me, plunged deep within their most prized hole, was a butt plug.

The plugs themselves were pure white and slicked with lube, with the one nestled within Pinkie pie appearing to have a small switch on the back. Even in my crazed state I was shocked at the scene. How long have they been doing this? Why are the elements of harmony so goddam freaky? Also, Fluttershy!? I mean Pinkie Pie I could understand, I doubt I’d be shocked if I found Gummy lodged deep within her, but demure little Fluttershy enjoys being taken up the rear?

My shock quickly wore off as my hunger reasserted itself. I’ve never been a mare to stare a gift horse in the ass and I wasn’t going to start now.

With Pinkie Pie it was a simple affair, I flicked on the switch and heard it vibrate. I wanted her to stew for a little bit as the plug buzzed away in her backside. With Fluttershy however, I wanted to have some fun. I grabbed the end of the plug and slowly pulled it out of her, staring in awe as he ponut stretched lewdly around the toy. I shoved my tongue right where her flesh met the plug, soothing her skin with my saliva. I could taste the lube she used, a familiar yet high quality brand, one that only an anal aficionado would have known about. My, my, my, aren’t you just filled with surprises dear Fluttershy?

But her being filled with just surprises was beyond insufficient in my eyes. I pushed the plug right back into her, slightly faster than I pulled out and with a bit more force. I dragged the plug out again, just until the very tip was within her, before ramming it back down. In and out, harder and faster. My hoof grew tired as I pistoned the toy but I didn’t care. The smell of her arousal filled my nose and the dress I was in trapped the smell within, amplifying the aroma.

With Pinkie Pie I stood back and watched the plug vibrate and pulse, slowly jiggling her plushy ass. But the lack of speed that it produced disgusted me, I wanted to feel the damn thing pulse in her throat. I launched a spell at it, causing the toy to vibrate even harder. Her ass jiggled more violently than before, her pussy dripped and leaked like a broken faucet.

As one half of me smiled at the Pinkie’s unintentional twerking, my other half was not so pleased. The pain in my hoof grew alongside my anger at the butt plug. A voice whispered in my ears “This plug is far too small for such a massive whore like Fluttershy”. No, something far larger would be needed to satisfy her anal lust. I pulled the tiny little thing out of her, and with my horn created a dildo of pure magic. The dildo was the size and shape of a stallion’s cock, with veins bulging all around it. I shoved my tongue deep within Fluttershy, stretching her ass so she could accommodate what I was about to stuff in her. However, that sadistic voice within stopped me before I stretched her out completely, it wanted the dick to hurt when I shoved it in. That sensual pain of being opened beyond your limit is something that could only be described as divine, and it wanted Fluttershy to experience that little slice of heaven. I placed the dildo right at her entrance, and with a bit of pushing the head slowly penetrated her. I licked and sucked at her ass, relaxing her hole as I shoved the cock deeper within. With one hard shove the flared head popped inside, her flank shuddered at the feeling. With each push I slowly was able to get farther and farther.

As I churned Fluttershy’s insides, I stared deeply at Pinkie Pie’s jiggling rump. The buzzing toy proved well at warming up the local the baker, I knew she would be loose enough for me to have my fun. I pulled the vibrator from out of her, smiling as a strand of lube tied the toy back to Pinkie Pie’s soft entrance. I slid my tongue right in, feeling her reflexively squeeze down upon my tip. I enjoyed the pressure but I would not allow it to slow me down: I pushed forward through the resistance, forcing her to stretch wider as my enhanced tongue wiggled its way deep. The heat of her ass on my snout coupled with her damp, heady musk pleased me in the naughtiest of ways. My tongue twisted and undulated, folded and sprang out, snaking its way back and forth inside her. My mind was about to be lost in the arousal when the whirring of the butt plug inspired me. With a quick spell my tongue began to hum with a low buzz, eliciting the most sensual of noises from her cunt.

As my serpentine tongue worshiped Pinkie’s ponut, my toy worked its magic on Fluttershy’s now well stretched hole. With each thrust I found more and more of the toy disappearing down her ass. The medial ring proved the hardest part getting through, it appeared to be simply too much for the Pegasus. But I was no quitter, I slicked my tongue around her anus and while conjuring up some magical lube. Though it made the front half of the cock inside her slide around much more easily, the ring was just not getting in. I then took my magic and simply stretched open Fluttershy’s asshole, forcing the yellow slut to take the cock. Once the ring passed through the rest of the dildo simply slid right in place, and in one long push the toy was buried balls deep within. Her sopping hole spewed cum all over me, an orgasm tearing right through her body. But I was nowhere near finished with her.

My tongue was buzzing away and slowly slithering its way through Pinkie’s insides. My warm breathe tingled her hole as I concentrated on coating her cavity with as much of my saliva as was possible. I chose to take full advantage of my magically enhanced tentacle: in one second I would thrash it against one of her inner walls before lashing it against the opposite the next second. I could feel Pinkie squirming at the completely alien feeling; fearing that she would try and free herself from my tongue held her flanks tightly within my hooves. Her ass was plumper than any pony I’ve ever pleasured, and softer than anything I’ve ever felt. I ran my hooves across her cheeks, massaging the fleshy pair and relishing every shudder and shake they made. My tongue waved itself up and down, left and right, before swirling all around her bottom passage. As my attack went on I slowly ramped up the vibrations emanating from my tongue, causing Pinkie’s knees to wobble. Pinkie kept clenching and releasing; whether it was an attempt to stop me or increase her own pleasure I could not say and I did not care. The wonderful tightness pulled evenly across my tongue, even reaching as far back as my throat.

While I felt Pinkie Pie was ready for my final assault Fluttershy still needed some work. While the cock was fully within her it was doing no pony any good if it wasn’t moving. I slowly pulled the dildo out of her, watching as the thick ring forced itself out of her ponut, before promptly shoving it back in. Each time I would tantalizingly pull the dick out her right up to the head before slamming right back in. I could feel her shudder and tighten every time I thrusted, but I could smell how much she loved it. Each time the medial ring forced its way in or out her, her ponut provided a weaker and weaker resistance. I could see the reddening of her anal passage, I could feel the notes of pain in the song of pleasure that her lust sang to me. But I didn’t care, I knew she was loving this, her winking growing faster with each plunge.

It was at this point when I decided to end this. I began to speed the thrusting of both my tongue and the magical dildo. With my tongue I increased the vibrations, sped up my swirls, made my thrashing more violent. With the cock I simply slammed it in harder and with more power than I did before, the bright blush on her ass bringing me nothing but delight. I alternated between the two: As I thrusted into Pinkie I pulled out of Fluttershy, and as I pistoned in to Fluttershy I wiggled out of Pinkie. I threw myself into the thrusting, the mad desire in my mind forcing me to please them with all my might. Fluttershy was winking faster than I’ve ever seen a mare wink, while Pinkie Pie couldn’t stop clamping down on me. I could feel that they had reach the cliff edge of pleasure, and with one massive push they both leaped off.

They both orgasmed hard, completely drenching me in their fluids. Pinkie pie’s knees gave out and collapsed on to the ground, while Fluttershy’s entire body went limp. I smiled at what I’ve done to the two dirty fillies, a feeling of perverse accomplishment flowed through me. I left my calling card, a bright set of lipstick marks on their now very sensitive ponuts, before replacing the two butt plugs. The one inside Fluttershy couldn’t even fill her anymore, her hole so ravaged that the tiny little toy simply plopped right out.

I pulled myself out from under their dresses before making my getaway. I could see a massive throng of ponies around us, all looking at the two elements of harmony with shocked expressions. After I made it to a quiet spot I merged my two halves into one, where my nose was struck by the combined scents of Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie on my coat. That sadistic voice within me giggling at what I have just done, as my mind drifted to committing even more profane acts across the land.

A small voice inside me started to scream out that something was very wrong, that I wasn’t in control of my actions. But as before that fiery, blinding light silenced any shred of my rationality.

Author's Notes:

Gasp, who could possibly be behind this? What sinister butt loving force is controlling Anna? Whose ponut will she attack next? Is any ponut safe from her? Is yours?

Find out tomorrow, same clop time, same clop channel.