Clopshots (Season 6)
Chapter 9: Episode 8 - Hearth's Warming Future
Previous Chapter Next ChapterThe Spirit of Hearth’s Warming Future pulled away with a frown, towering over Snowfall like a dark harbinger of her doom. “The future of Equestria shall be bathed in a blanket of eternal snow!”
The Spirit began to float away, leaving Snowfall all alone as she sat trapped in a pack of Windigos circling around her like hungry vultures waiting to feed. “No… I never meant for this to happen -” She fearfully glanced to her right as one of the creatures glared at her as it flew by, a shiver formed from terror rather than the unrelenting cold around her racing up her spine “- I didn’t understand!”
She turned around, looking for a way to escape from her certain death yet finding nothing but never-ending fields of snow that stretched on far past her field of vision. “I didn’t see how important Hearth’s Warming Eve was!” She caught the glowing eyes of the Spirit of Hearth’s Warming Future just to her left, quickly throwing the front half of her body down into the snow as she started to beg it for mercy. “Please, Spirit! I haven't cast the spell yet! Is there still time? I’m sorr-”
Her breath hitched in her throat as something cold nudged her tail aside and brushed up against her marehood.
Shaking from both the cold and the pure terror slowly creeping up her spine, Snowfall cautiously turned to look over her shoulder and gasped as she saw the large, glowing eyes of a Windigo just beyond the curve of her ass. Its long, flowing mane billowed out behind its elongated face, the tip of its translucent muzzle hidden underneath her tail as it stared her down. The ghostly beast’s eyes narrowed into slits as it snorted an ice-cold blast of air over her marehood, causing her clit to wink out from pure shock value alone as it sampled her scent.
“Wh-what are you doing back there? G-get away, you… you beast!” She tried and failed to bat the creature away with her tail, the constant chill of the air around her slowly sapping her of her strength. In fact, she found that she was unable to do much of anything as she tried to pick herself back up onto all four hooves and couldn't, legs practically glued to the ground as the frost nipped at her hooves. She couldn’t even find it in herself to cast the simplest of spells, the spire of bone protruding from her forehead now resembling more of an icicle rather than a horn and of no use to her now.
The ice-cold grip of terror slowly encased her heart as the Windigo’s nose once again brushed past the lips of her marehood, eyes frightfully darting left and right as she searched for somepony who could help her. “A-anypony out there?! P-please, somepony help-”
A surprised yelped was forcefully ripped from her lungs as she felt an icy lance pierce into her most private of sanctuaries. And then it struck again, slipping past her labia with ease as it dug itself into her folds. Her mind screamed at her to do something, anything to stop the beast as it drank her essence straight from the tap, yet her marehood had other plans as it began to leak more liquid ambrosia for the Windigo to sample. The creature's tongue was impressively long and pleasurably wide, rubbing her in all the right spots even as she clenched her lower muscles to try and keep it out. The nightmarish monster would not be denied, however, and as it let out a snarling growl in response to her attempts to stop it she yelped and forced her muscles to relax.
Her entire body quivering as she glanced behind her at the beast tucked beneath her tail, Snowfall gasped as, just beyond the hungry monster viciously eating her out, she saw the dark form of the Spirit of Hearths Warming Future standing but a few feet away. “S-Spirit! P-plea-ah!” The Windigo between her legs suddenly shoved its muzzle forward, pressing its ghostly form against her pussy lips as it dug its tongue deeper and deeper into her folds. Sharp pangs of unwanted pleasure raced up her spine as her clit punched out at her assaulter, only to be subject to an intense chilling sensation as it hit the Windigo’s ghostly chin. “Please, help m-me!”
The towering Spirit gradually floated over towards her, stopping as it reached the feasting Windigo’s side. Snowfall’s heart dropped into the pit of her stomach as the figure let out a deep, dark chuckle and reached out a hoof to sensually pet the creature’s back, smiling as it watched the monster pull its head away to lap up the fluids leaking down the inside of Snowfall’s quivering thighs before it darted back up to dig into her marehood once again. “Help you? No, Snowfall, I shall not be helping you this day. It is you who shall be helping them.”
The Spirit lifted a hoof and beckoned another Windigo over, causing Snowfall to turn her head back around as she heard its heavy breathing approaching her from the front. She stifled a gasp, one born from both the shocking blasts of pleasure frying her nerves each time the creature between her legs dipped its head down to strike at her clit and, perhaps more importantly, the large, semi-transparent pony-cock that swung into view as the spectral being glided up to her.
The Windigo’s cock was massive, a two-foot-plus spire of equine masculinity that throbbed and dribbled out a thin line of light-blue pre onto the snow below. Just beyond it was the creature’s balls, two gargantuan orbs sitting within a semi-transparent sack that jiggled between its legs as it moved. Both parts of its genitalia hung just above where the creature’s body thinned out into a ghostly tail, menacingly dangling beneath its body as it floated towards her.
Snowfall shivered as she felt a cold wave of air wash over the puckered ring of her anus, tail curling down to shield it from view until, with another growl, the Windigo reminded her of her place and she kept the appendage up in the air. "H-help them? Wh-what...?"
The Spirit made its way over to the Windigo as it paused right in front of Snowfall, still grinning as it watched her stare at the ghostly equine’s impressive penis floating in the air just a few inches away from her face. Without warning the tall, dark figure bent over and reached between the monster’s legs, lewdly fondling the base of the creature’s ever-growing shaft and the spectral orbs sitting beyond it. “You shall see soon enough, Snowfall. But first, you must learn to live with your mistakes. That is the only way you can learn…”
Snowfall’s eyes widened in time with the Windigo’s hardening shaft, body shivering each time the creature behind her lashed out at her marehood with its icy tongue. It felt like her body was frozen and on fire at the same time, fur standing on end as the blizzard continued to dump massive amounts of snow all around them even as her insides melted around the tongue buried up her snatch. “N-no… don’t...”
The Spirit chuckled as the cock in her grasp flexed up into the Windigo’s stomach, causing a loud slapping sound to echo around the group of creatures in the snow. “Oh yes, Snowfall, and it appears this one is ready to punish you…”
Snowfall weakly picked her head up, shivering as the unrelenting Windigo tongue buried inside her pussy picked up the pace. She let out a frightened gasp as she saw the monster float up and over her, putting her head right underneath its crotch as it lowered its stomach onto her back. She had to quickly dodge out of the way as the creature’s thick shaft swung past her, yet she wasn’t fast enough to avoid it the second time as the Spirit pressed the cold cock-tip against her lips.
The Spirit chuckled as it rubbed the Windigo’s flare across her face, leaving behind a cold line of pre wherever it touched. “Come now, Snowfall, isn’t this what you wanted? You’ll never have to worry about Hearth’s Warming Eve ever again once you become a broodmare for Equestria’s newest masters…”
Snowfall did her best to keep her lips pressed together to bar entry into her mouth, but as soon as the creature violently slurping at her insides hit her g-spot with its tongue she let out a sharp yelp that was instantly silenced by several inches of thick equine cock. Her vision blurred, both from her airways being clogged by the meatiest shaft she had ever seen in her life and the semi-transparent body of the monster ravaging her mouth as it’s flowing tail curled around her face.
By the time the Windigo’s ice-cold balls pressed into her chin she felt like its cock had punched its way all the way down into her stomach, chilling her body from the inside out as the creature growled above her. Its surprisingly heavy form rested atop her own, sapping the heat from her fur as it forced her mouth open with its cock. Yet even surrounded on all sides by their cold bodies Snowfall could not deny the warmth beginning to blossom below her waist, and she blushed as she unwillingly moaned around the Windigo's cock and rewarded the other with another gush of mare juice.
The Spirit lovingly patted the ghostly equine’s head, cooing as she saw the outline of its shaft through Snowfall’s throat. “That’s it… good boy…” She floated around to the other Windigo, petting it as she had done its brother in order to pull it away from the mare’s crotch. She chuckled to herself as she saw Snowfall’s pussy, now several shades redder than normal and leaking ample amounts of juices that dripped down to melt some of the snow below. “It seems you are ready as well, Snowfall. Perhaps next time you should think about how your actions will affect others instead of only thinking of yourself!”
Snowfall ruefully groaned around the gargantuan shaft gradually extraditing itself from her throat, tears starting to build up in her eyes from both her regret and the burning in her lungs. With a slick pop the apparition’s cock slipped from between her lips, and as she took a deep breath she turned towards the Spirit and begged. “P-please, don’t- AH!”
Her frightened shriek was blocked as the Windigo laying on top of shoved its shaft back between her lips, yet even that could not silence it completely as the other creature slowly pushed its cock into her body. It felt like the pain of being split in half by a creature much too large for herself should have made her pass out, yet all she could feel was the blunted tip of the monster’s shaft ram its way past what little defenses her folds could provide.
The Spirit’s dark-blue face once again came into view, this time split in half by a wide grin as it leaned in to get a closer look at the cock slipping into her throat. “Mmm… yes, you’ll make a fine toy for my beasts…” She turned her head, eyes still locked on Snowfall’s as she sensually dragged her tongue up the curve of the Windigo’s testicles. “Just image what these have in store for you… two virile seed silos just waiting to dump their loads into your unguarded womb…”
Snowfall moaned as the Windigo behind her bottomed out inside of her, wintry balls slapping her clit as, coinciding with the Spirit’s words, its flare pressed against the gateway to her womb. Her eyes clenched shut as the equine started to pull out, the icy shaft now surely glistening like a Hearth’s Warming ornament from its coating of her juices. Without a moment's hesitation it thrust itself back inside her heated passage, the ice-cold cock fighting with her body’s natural warmth to chill her to the core.
The Spirit gave the Windigo’s balls one last kiss goodbye before she turned towards Snowfall, smiling as she saw the mare fighting the pleasure coursing through her veins. “Oh, don’t resist, Snowfall… we both know you love this…” She leaned in, tongue lapping up the streaks of seed she had painted the mare’s cheeks with before descending to lick the creature’s shaft through her fur. “Mmm… and from the looks of it, they certainly love it, too…”
For several minutes she lay there, body pressed against the snow as the two beasts ravished her body as they pleased. Each time the Windigo behind her would slam its cock against her womb she would be forced forward onto the other’s, gagging as the thick shaft poked the back of her throat. And then there was the Spirit, sensually licking her throat as it bulged out for the creature’s frigid member.
A lone tear rolled down Snowfall’s face as she let her body go limp, whatever spark of fight left within her dying out as she accepted her fate. She wasn’t even sure whether or not her hooves were still on the ground; for all she knew, the twin Windigo shafts shoved into her body from both ends had turned her into a frozen mare kabob. In fact, the only things she could feel were the Spirit’s eyes gazing over her form as she was used as a Windigo fuck-toy and the building climax below her waist.
The Spirit left Snowfall’s limited field of view as it floated behind her, yet even then she could feel the other-worldly being staring at her. “Yes… accept them as your master. Serve them with your body.” Snowfall groaned as she felt a tongue curl around her clit even as the Windgo behind her began to pick up the pace, the warm muscle feeling as hot as lava against her super-cooled button of pleasure.
“Serve them, and they shall bring you pleasures you have never dreamed of…”
The Spirit’s words sparked something inside Snowfall’s brain, something that burned like a fuse down her body until, with an explosive moan, she felt her climax explode. The orgasmic pleasure flooded her veins with bliss, lighting up her nerves and sending her body into uncontrollable spasms as the two beasts continued to rut her like a mare in heat.
She could just barely make out the manic laughter of the Spirit behind her as her eyes rolled to the back of her head. A weak groan vibrated the cock throbbing inside of her mouth as she felt something cold blast down her throat into her stomach, and as she felt a similar sensation flooding her womb with enough fluid to leak out of her marehood her vision slowly faded to white...
“...and then she got pregnant and had a bunch of Windigo babies. The end.”
Starlight stared at the mare sitting on the other side of the table, equal amounts shocked and embarrassed after her mentor’s rather provocative tale. “The end? The end!?” She threw her hooves up and sighed as she leaned back into her chair, hoof draped over her eyes in the hopes that it would conceal the vibrant blush turning her cheeks red. “What kind of lesson was I supposed to learn from that!?” She removed her foreleg from her face, questioningly staring at the ceiling above. “What kind of foal’s story was that!? Celestia above, I hope nopony is out there telling their kids about-”
A muffled chuckling coming from across the table broke her concentration, and as she looked across the room to find Twilight with both hooves over her mouth to stop herself from laughing she grimaced. “You… you pranked me!? This was all just some kind of prank!?”
It took a moment for Twilight to calm herself down, but when she did she smiled at her student and shook her head. “I wouldn’t necessarily call it a prank, Starlight.” She tilted her head towards the slumbering dragon at her side. “When Spike fell asleep I decided to… heat things up by switching out the regular story for my adult version of it.”
Starlight’s eyebrow arched up. “Your version of it?” She smirked as she glanced at the book in Twilight’s hooves. “You mean to tell me you wrote an adult fanfiction about The Hearth’s Warming Tale?”
Twilight blushed and embarrassedly rubbed the back of her head. “Heh, yeah… well, without the library around to run, sometimes I find myself with a little extra time…”
Starlight chuckled. “A little extra time?” She took the book from Twilight with her magic, laughing as the Princess pouted from her tome being abruptly taken away. “This thing is huge! Now that I think about it -” She opened it up to a random page, eyes widening as she saw how small the print was “- this thing is way too big for what the story you just told me! What else is in here?”
Twilight perked up as Starlight began flipping through the pages, leaning over the table to glance over the top of the book. “Well, after the first chapter, it builds upon the post-apocalyptic, snow-covered world that the hero Snowfall lives in and how she becomes a kind of broodmare for the Windigos. I even made some illustrations to help the reader visualize the scenes!”
Starlight paused skimming through the book as she came upon one such drawing, and she gasped as she saw what was going on. “Is that… is that me!? Why... -” She floated the book in front of her face, turning it this way and that to get a closer look at what was happening to the strangely familiar mare in the picture “-... why is that Windigo’s dick up my ass!?”
Twilight shrugged. “Variety?”
Starlight shivered as she stared at the point of penetration, imagining what such a large insertion would do to her body if she ever tried it in real life. She quickly flipped the page, this time seeing herself with yet another familiar pony masquerading as a character from the story. She dropped the book onto her lap, staring at the Alicorn across the table with the quintessential ‘are you kidding me’ look. “Twilight?”
Twilight batted her eyelashes. “Yes, Starlight?”
Starlight picked up the book and turned it towards her mentor, showing the purple pony across the table the purple pony riding on the back of a Windigo on the page. “Is that you in a dominatrix suit whipping me from the back of a Windigo?”
The Alicorn shrugged her shoulders, smiling as she picked herself up and carefully floated the slumbering Spike onto her back. “Maybe it is, maybe it isn’t… who can say for sure?” She made her way towards the door, turning over her shoulder to level a heated gaze at her student. “How about you come down to the party, mingle a bit, and afterward -” her tail swung to the side, revealing the thick purple lips of her marehood as it leaked her excitement onto the floor “- I can read to you some more. Maybe even do a little… roleplay...”
Starlight glanced at the book, then at Twilight as she trotted out of the room and then back at the book once again. With a smirk, she tossed it onto the table and ran out of the room, ready to get into the Hearth’s Warming spirit...
Next Chapter: Episode 9 - The Party (Upstairs) Never Stops Estimated time remaining: 5 Hours, 46 MinutesAuthor's Notes:
Happy Hearth's Warming, everyone!
Not sure why they decided to have this episode before the mid-season break, would have been better closer to the holidays. But, hey, at least we get some Windigo-clop in May because of it! See you guys/gals next week!