By the time Hopper came back, the couch, of course, was taken. He couldn't even bring himself to be angry, per se. Not many ponies, or people in general, could find it in their hearts to feel anything but lust when presented with two naked goddesses sloppily making out in their prior seat. Two naked, musclebound amazons, horns lightly tapping and giant breasts bobbling and wobbling together as the makeouts continued, Sunset Shimmer's decorated prick caught between two hard six packs.

Honestly, he was having more of a problem keeping his prick from just reaching out and diving in to join them. Two naked, musclebound hyperzons, Hopper reminded himself, with incredible racks, perfect asses, and both lightly covered in my precum. Between that and the "promised to be my submissives," I think I can stand to lose the seat.

Nonetheless, he gently transferred the collars to his left hand, walked over, and scooped a hand between the writhing mare and the grinding futa beneath. Twilight Sparkle's taut abs were clenching and covered in a mixture of his precum and Sunset's, but Hopper got a good grip anyway. Despite the slickness, his thick, strong fingers were able to find traction easily enough. "I thought we were going to be doing fun things involving collars?" he asked hopefully as he physically lifted the protesting Twilight off her playmate.

Familiar with the ease in which her studtoy could heft her, the mini-giantess felt no need to cease her aroused writhing. Indeed, once he got her airbound, she started rubbing her six-pack against Hopper's hand as though she was grabbing back while she flailed limbs towards her couch-partner.

Giddy and ridiculous and utterly sexy: pure Twilight Sparkle. "Aww, master," she pouted, "I was doing it for you!" Logic and fidelity thus established, she intently intensified her squirming around towards Sunset. Of course, she made a show of it, wriggling long, potent legs, and reaching grabby hands out for the muscular futa.

Sunset laughed, her husky voice teasing. Shi smirked up at Hopper. "You should believe the mistress," shi noted with an arch smile and a wry chuckle. "After all, shi had to do something to stop me giggling… Master Bunny." Choking out his scene title, shi began to laugh and laugh, rolling hir naked body around on the couch. Shi didn't stop, either, until Hopper transferred Twilight under his left arm, then hauled Sunset up under the other hand. He growled at female and futa, to little effect. His only recourse was to sternly spank each pair of upraised rump cheeks with his telekinetic glow, alternating it with the stinging fwap of his feathers.

So very stern.

The squealing and squeaking soon turned to a pair of alto voices groaning in pleasure, Twilight's deep from superior mass, Sunset's matching the register from hir futa form. He rolled his eyes and thought, At least they aren't laughing any more. And could he really be displeased at this, either? The single most dominant and powerful futa-- individual, period-- of Earth, and his even more giant and dominant marefriend, squirming and coming damn near climax from him disciplining their mega-toned glutes.

Nope. This was definitely a day for going with the flow.

By the time he had the pouting pair back on their feet, a half-goofy smile was already on his face. "Can we discount the laughter parts, for now?" he asked with a sigh. "You know that's not my fetish, Sparkle."

Twilight grinned, and took up station at Hopper's left, lewdly grinding her drooling snatch against the colossal column of his leg. Panting all the while, Sunset stood opposite her. As he should have expected, the mighty futa humped hir prick against his titanic thigh as well. Shi provided a horny whimpering contrast to Twilight's arrogant, flippant tone. His marefriend haughtily told him, "Oh, I know. But you've got a pair of big, burly, uncollared bitches around, Master Bunny. And I know you have lots of fetishes, like… butt."

Hopper was in no way surprised when another tandem maneuver was performed. This time ,Twilight's gloriously squish-and-power rump and Sunset's prodigiously potent glutes were wielded wickedly by the pair against him. Specifically, they turned on "butt," and slammed their hind ends back into his thighs. Both of them ended up immediately drenching their own buff quads in femmejuices when the "crush" failed to even wobble him. For that matter, Sunset's pulsing prick provided yet more masculine fluid as well as the paired contributions to feminine scent in the air.

No way surprised, and in no way a fool; he knew what opportunity his woman had arranged. Immense, treetrunk forearms came down around both squirming bitches' throats. The pair were lifted up, not entirely off their feet, but enough so that they had to press their toes against the floor or dangle. Twilight merely groaned, "Whee!"

Nothing suppresses her at all these days, Hopper thought, Not even if she had gone down to subspace. And it's beautiful.

This harsh captivity in no way seemed to discourage either of the panting pair. Indeed, both mega-amazons gave up on remaining groundbound, locked their legs back around his knees. Thus anchored, they began to wriggle and flex potent glutes and mistressful thighs against his overwhelming might. The purring pair made sure to leave a claim of their own on him in the steady run of their fragrant femmecum.

Utterly captured, Sunset brought hir big hands up to grab and pull at Hopper's massive extensors. Shi succeeded in getting a little bit of leeway, coughing and groaning out, "Unf, Sparkle, I don't care…" she wheezed and then continued, "I don't care that it's only been a month-- you've been holding out on me!" The last word became a howl of pleasure, hir heavy balls forcing a long, swelling surge down hir three foot stallionhood. Hir piercings actually jiggled as the thick wad blew down and sent a sticky spray right at one of hir bookshelves. As shi squirmed and gasped out hir climax, the opal-blue of hir wards flared out. Thus stymied, the virile seed dribbled down to the floor.

Again and again the thick strands flew forth from the hefty futa cock, hir great testes and overproductive seminal vesicles disgorging themselves in obscene homage to the might of the stud holding hir high. Twilight, more used to her kept dom's somewhat amateurish holds, squirmed herself up a little more easily. Once she secured room to maneuver, she licked the taste of arousal and orgasm from the air. Drooling at the lovely taste, her big legs and their big quads flexed wildly as she moaned, "H-hair trigger bitch, of course I did! I'm going to have to share him soon enough anyway!"

Sunset seemed prepared to start squabbling with Twilight despite climax and captivity. Randy, wanting to actually fuck, Hopper decided to intervene. "Be silent," he growled. He then had to suppress a sigh when the snarl shut Sunset up, hir spent prick moving into its short refractory period again, but got Twilight cumming.

The gleeful, tail-swishing super-switch's massive calves clenched helplessly against his thick knee, but her great chest heaved with her vocal response to her orgasmic delight. In her defense, she did bite down on her lower lip, whining and whimpering through her climax. But not actually speaking, per se.

Taking advantage of Sunset dropping hir hands from his forearm, Hopper decided to get use of at least one hand back. "Let's give your playmate a taste of the full package while we're here, at least," he rumbled, and his oversized shaft suddenly sprang to its animate coiling once more. Before either woman or futa could "object," the huge maleness curled around Sunset.

If they weren't going to restrain themselves, he figured he didn't need to, either. Precum promptly stained the Heavy Metal Princess' voluminous breasts, wings and back. The forceful grapple even had the thick horsecock leaving its rich-scented trail over Hopper's flat hip when it shoved around between him and hir. Despite the wide breadth of the warfuta's powerful frame, his gigantic cock was able to pin hir upper arms completely to hir sides.

And it held Sunset completely off the ground in its musky embrace when he released hir throat. "You don't have to be a dick about it, Master Bunny!" she said, her voice husky and yearning rather than teasing… at least mostly.

Lewd comments from the wriggling futa aside, Hopper turned his focus to Twilight. With an arm free, he was able to wrangle the amazonian giantess into place. Twilight being Twilight, she made it as difficult as she could. She started by squeezing her potent legs together as tight as she could to his knee and thigh, trying to hold fast onto the mountainous limb.

It availed her not at all. For all her terrifying might-- and she spared him nothing of it-- Hopper's massive bicep and flexors tightened only a little in his effort to dislodge her. "Do you really have to keep fighting, Sparkle?" he grumbled, and she hissed at him. In fact, she flat out snarled at him and battered her heavy fists against his arm. "We both know you want this; Shimmy knows you want it!" He grasped the muscular goddess and slammed her back against his broad, pumped chest.

Twilight changed tactics immediately, slamming her size twenty two and a halves back into his thighs heels first. Her wings were trapped, so she followed up with her elbows, the island-shattering force directed with no restraints at his ribs. "Going to have to," she panted when that failed utterly. Loving the feel of all that strength, all that muscle, all that stud having to wrestle her around for her kinks, she let out a groan, showering his sculpted abs and throbbing length in her aroused juices. She shook her head, clearing it, and continued her statement, "To claim me again… master. Have to make your Sparkle yours!"

Part of Hopper wanted to apologize to Sunset for the precum bath his squeezing super-stallionhood was giving hir. The part of him that was gripping both smaller alicorns all the tighter, that was filling the room with the heady scent of his desire so thick it was almost visible, the part of him that still wasn't sure it wanted to be called "Master Bunny," that part of him was far more focused on meeting Twilight's challenge. Not to tame, not truly, but to claim. And so he followed suit.

As he shifted her around, huge limbs covering a but slightly less huge body, he snarled, "Really? You could make this easy, you could just do what you're told for once! You've earned everything coming to you, Sparkle, and I intend to deliver."

The resonant harmonics of his voice thundered over both of his captives once again. Twilight's tumultuous struggle ceased for merely a moment, but it was enough. Delivering the repeated orgasms and deep dominance that Twilight's lusty, loving guidance and play deserved took concentration, after all. Just because she squealed out a mini-mini climax, a short, guttural cry and swift clenching of tight abs and tighter cunt, didn't mean he could lose focus, after all.

Instead, Hopper actually lightly tossed her further up his chest and slightly to the left, careful of her horn. He swiftly arrested her ascent, still at an awkward angle, with the solid column of muscles that formed his forearm catching her beneath her titanic U-cups. While this left her right arm free to begin hammering at the bulging mass of his extensors, for some reason, she didn't try anything else. He took the moment, such as it was, to pull her collar out of his right hand and bring it up towards the corded muscle of her throat. "Got you now," he whispered, and couldn't help the goofy smile on his face, or his pulsating member's abrupt shower of precum across Sunset's bouncing rack.

It was true that Twilight never stopped fighting. Her wildly pumping legs stretched down, quads bulging in sharp relief, and latched around his oversized masculinity in a scissoring grip, moist thighs squeezing hard. Her free hand shot down, fingers curling into a clawlike arch as she raked along the burly limb holding her fast. "I'll break you!" she roared back at him, mammoth mammaries bouncing and jiggling as she struggled.

Of course, she did absolutely nothing at all to stop Hopper from flicking the heavy, studded collar around her neck-- and clicking it closed.

As soon as he did so, Twilight ceased even the pretense of contest. Instead, she happily cuddled the giant arm holding her fast. "Master!" she said with as much perky cheer as she could muster. "Thank you so much for helping Sparkle to be Sparkle again, Master Bunny. Sparkle is ready to make Shimmy a good little fucktoy, too!" Then she reached over and grabbed his wing to rub her cheeks against it, like a cat instead of a pony or ape.

Because she was Twilight Sparkle, so of course she did.

Hopper gently set Twilight down. And-- of course-- since those were the terms she had indicated, he could trust her. Indeed, by the time he'd put her down on the floor, mere moments, Twilight was almost bouncing with anticipation. She squirmed happily, her huge chest lewdly rocking and shimmying with each wobble in his grip or off the floor. Her feet pumped so rapidly that she looked like she was trying to run or leap before even completely settled.

As soon as she was down, as it happened, she darted to his right. Confused, Hopper turn his head over to look at Sunset; he'd left her to the tender mercies of his precum-happy cock. Sunset had apparently been either aroused enough or desperate enough or both, to make use of what little axial space shi had.

With his attention elsewhere, shi had reached down to begin rapidly run squeezing, fondling fingers up and down hir decorated prick. With rattlesnake swiftness, Twilight grabbed Sunset's huge dick by the flare, squeezing it roughly and planting her thumb over the cumslit. "Naughty," Twilight said, her eyes widening in obscene lust. She cooed, "So naughty, Shimmy. Going to need to punish you."

Hopper laughed quietly, and tilted Sunset's head back. "Do you blame hir?" he asked. "I mean, not that we shouldn't punish hir anyway, but…" A quick flick put the vast expanse of his wing to hir behind; but his feathers merely stroked hir sculpted muscles possessively.

Shi looked up from the focus on hir shaft, turning hir head back up to look at him. The sad smile had returned, but a hopeful look in blue eyes told him shi wasn't looking to him to stop the scene. "Please," that husky voice groaned out. "I keep cumming but it's not enough, it's never enough, please, punish me or let me free!"

With hir upper arms locked by Hopper's coiling cock, shi apparently couldn't get past hir medial ring, but was doing quite the frantic job anyway. Shi'd made quite the mess! if shi didn't have his utter lack of a refractory period, shi had apparently already climaxed multiple times anyway, hir frenum ladder quivering with the increasing throbs of the vein-laden surface.

Twilight giggled, but kept Sunset's fat crown trapped and her slick cumslit utterly blocked. Thus locked, the poor futa grunted, trying helplessly to either reach Twilight's grasping hand or somehow jerk off enough to force a dislodgement. "Poor thing," Twilight cooed, stroking the index finger of her other hand along the sensitive back of Sunset's swollen sack. She looked up at Hopper and winked, licking a bit of drool from her cheeks. "Seminal vesicles all ready, nuts gurgling with sperm."

She giggled again, then went on, "Weird alicorn blessing shi picked up-- shi gets less of a cooldown the more shi cums in a limited period. So shi's not completely exhausting the cock I want to play with-- and some of the rest of this is your fault, Master Bunny. Pre-slicking the poor bitch like that. And don't think your Sparkle doesn't know what it's like to be soaking in your musk while your lovely, lovely dick constricts her tits, mmm, yes…"

With a long, satisfied smirk, she leaned in, lapping and slurping at the gargantuan, coiled cock. Flicking her eyes up at Hopper, she smiled. "Claim hir, master? Put it on hir, and I'll let the poor thing go… get a good show on for you," she cooed.

There didn't seem to be further point in extending the poor futa's desperate need for release, at that. Especially not with Twilight proprietorially toying with Sunset's overswollen testes. He knew very well just how talented those fingers could be at pleasuring a heavy sack, after all; and it didn't do for him to be selfish. "Put your neck up, Shimmy," he told hir with a quiet rumble. "You're a brat, but I think you're in deeper than Sparkle was. Don't fight two doms that want you; just surrender and give your mistress a drink."

While the warfuta may have been a brat at or near Twilight's own level, it seemed that the influence of pheromones, captivity, and the switch-dominatrix's exquisite teasing was more than enough to give hir cause to submit more readily. Shi stretched hir neck out for him and just mumbled something along the lines of, "Oh, cripes, there really are two of them," or something before hastily groaning out, "Please, Master B-bunny!" He was actually rather surprised by how well shi'd choked down the laugh this time, and there was no trace of it when shi finished, "Make me yours. Your futa. Your broodtoy. Your bitch. Please!"

It was easier this time. Not just because Sunset wasn't fighting him like Twilight had, but because he had both hands again. Just for fun-- and to bring out another low, shuddering gasp of pleasure from his new sub-- as Hopper brought the collar, nearly identical to Twilight's, around Sunset's neck, he tightened the grip of his pulsating shaft around hir burly arms and enormous tits.

The drooling slit of his vein-laden member kept showering the captured herm, drifting over the angles available to it, the better to utterly coat the muscular form within its grasp. Hir muscled neck bobbed with a long series of groans and cries of pleasure as her mistress and his teacher-marefriend looked on approvingly. Duty to his sub's pleasure satisfied, he locked the collar on, just tight enough to be felt.

Twilight was already moving before he slid the buckle home. She opened her mouth wide, self-distending her jaw as she lunged for the broad futa-flare. Sliding her thumb away at the same time Hopper let his hand move away from Sunset's neck, she gulped down Sunset's entire crown at once and just kept going! With arrogant ease, Twilight just swallowed the smaller amazon's six inches wide shaft, cheeks hollowing as the flare passed into her corded throat.

"Mistress!" Sunset roared. And it was a roar; the proud warrior in hir unleashed along with hir cock. Shi released hir thick cockbase and gripped lovingly onto hir master's gigantic shaft. Sunset's huge flexors rubbed the heated flesh lovingly even as hir fingers squeezed so delightfully into the sensitive skin.

Shi tried to furiously rut forward, but Twilight didn't permit that. Still sucking at the spasming stallionhood, she simply pushed Sunset's flat belly back with a broad palm. From the loud slurping sounds and the shift of her throat, the bigger hyperzon was definitely enjoying toying with the fat dick. It was an amazingly hot tableaux, watching his marefriend fucking the futa-cock in her throat, not being fucked by it.

Control, he reminded himself. Self-control, control of the scene, but respecting the self and option of control of the sub. I may be meeting Twilight's standards, but I have years to go, decades maybe, before I can rightfully call myself her equal as a dom.

There was nothing Sunset could do but thrash helplessly. Hir thrashing was suddenly made all the more frantic when Hopper thrust his left hand up beneath hir. Taking a page from what Twilight had promised but hadn't had a chance to give him yet, he'd coated his thumb in his swift-flowing precum. The slick fluid smoothed the thick digit's way into Sunset's tightly-muscled ass, Hopper's insistent gentleness rubbing broad circles into the clenching ring. Meanwhile, his forefinger pressed up behind hir still-tightened sack, flicking at hir clit and the hood's piercing.

The bound and fucked futa was reduced to helpless squeals far higher than shi had a moment ago. But he was intent on using his whole hand, not just the two fingers. Up came the remaining digits, plunging into hir gushing cunt, filling and stretching her like a smaller man's fist. He seized hir from behind as totally Twilight took hir in the front, forefinger rapidly flicking as his thumb inexorably plowed hir ass.

Then he grabbed Twilight's horn. Practice and delectable experimentation had shown a midway point between the full unlight stifling and a normal hornjob that resulted in a positively delicious constriction of Twilight's prodigious magic. Thus, as he began to hornjerk the Princess of Magic rapidly, he used that light touch to drive jolts of pleasure into her.

Reward was immediate for them both. For all three of them. Twilight immediately began to gasp and groan soundlessly around Sunset's fat horsecock, swiftly reducing the shuddering futa to a drooling frenzy of delight. For Hopper, sound and light were his reward. The sound of one lover in ecstasy coupled with the brilliant quick, pulsing bursts of hornflare looping off the top of Twilight's horn in volcanic response told him just how well he did for her, too.

Sunset screamed wordlessly, but it was all pleasure. Hopper's invading thumb had reached hir prostate and he set to work pushing hir body into overdrive. For all shi'd been cumming from both sets of organs before, hir decorated dick took preeminence again as he began to massage the sensitive gland.

Not that hir pussy neglected to clench and grip around his upthrusting fingers, nor that it didn't utterly flood his palm, not with that masturbatory effort matched by the skilled manipulation of hir clit! But as he "forced" Twilight to bob back and forth over the pierced prick, Sunset's eyes rolled into the back of hir head and shi came with all hir might. His thumb drove the entire affair as Twilight's mouth pulled the worked-over subbie's pulsating member hard.

Dom's eyes met switch's, Hopper grinning smugly all the while. Twilight's eyes glittered with pleasure and wordless praise, though her distended jaw didn't leave room for much else to show. In any case, merciful mistress that she was, she was mainly using her mouth and tongue to caress Sunset's cock lovingly she was forced to deepthroat it. At that, her tongue was adding to the stretching distension and Sunset's euphoric overstimulation, pushing out from her tight, sucking mouth to tease at as-yet unswallowed piercings.

Inexorably, he pulled her all the way home by the horn, until heavy balls ground against his marefriend's face. "That's it, Sparkle," he rumbled down at her. "Don't I feed you well?" From the way Sunset was still squealing hirself like a silly schoolherm and not a full grown futa, and the way Twilight's throat was gulping eagerly, he felt that the answer was a firm yes. And then Twilight's horn blasted off completely, raw magic from the very incarnation of the stuff splattering lights and colors all over Hopper's coiling shaft.

Hopper joined his subs. his friends, his lovers in climax then, releasing his hand from Twilight's horn. It hadn't been entirely intentional, but that didn't matter. The big youth was riding closer and closer to pure automatic himself, after all. There was the pure beauty of display and the pure thrill of dominating two submissives of such superlative might, in the first place. Not to mention his oversized shaft having been ready for it and waiting on the tantric edge for quite a while already! With Sunset already cumming and squirming inside the coil of his supercock, and then the tingling, nameless sensation of Twilight's horngasm flowing over and indeed through both his aura and his sensitive stallionhood, there really was no need to hold back.

So he didn't. Then things got really sticky.

Scant moments to spare.before his orgasm met and renewed theirs, Hopper's huge flare tilted slightly. Splooosh! White, sticky waves splattered out onto the press of Sunset's underboob where it pushed out, squished by the cock's constriction and all the more so with the thickening of the wad as it flowed. The force of it and the angle was such that Sunset was not the only claimed, coated bitch.

As Twilight wickedly released a good six inches or so of futacock to be drenched in the sticky stuff (and hir balls beneath!) she took a faceful of it washing off and down over her. It ended up as a literal shower of sticky stallion spunk that coated her everywhere it could. Her broad shoulders were hosed down, her titanic breasts coated, and the drips and drops and glops of it were simply everywhere.

It took him quite a while to stop, and to be honest, Hopper didn't think either one of them would really complain.

Which of course only proved how much he had still yet to learn about alicorn lovers, mare or futa, in pony body or ponied up human. "So messy, master!" Twilight chided him after she finished lick-cleaning Sunset while the horny herm did the same for her. She shook a stern finger at him, then planted both fists on her still-sticky hips. So very stern. So stern that her pussy was drenching the floor anew.

"To be fair, mistress," Sunset drawled in between long slurps and shuddering moans as shi swallowed down his richly flavored cum, "He's gotta be kinda pent up." Slobbering, sucking noises intervened for a moment as Twilight rolled her eyes and Sunset cleaned her further. "Big old balls hanging that sweet and low." Shi finished and grunted, cumming hard from huge cock and fat cunt yet again. Gasping, shi asked, "Are you sure you're taking care of all that delicious dick right? I could try to claim it as a familiar…"

Hopper's face blushed a scarlet that shouldn't have been possible under darkskinned cheeks, as he wondered what it was about Celestia's students that made them think of his dick as a familiar to be bonded! Luna doesn't, he thought, though a suspicious part of him added, Yet. Sitting on the couch once more, watching the two collared battle-babes take care of each other, he tried to get a word in edgewise to object, but Twilight harumphed and waved an errant hand at him.

She promptly turned the hand around and paddled the still bent-over Sunset repeatedly on hir upthrust rump. "Naughty!" she told her friend with a laughing smile. "If the master lets that happen, I already called dibs on his deflowering night!" Once the futa had finished climaxing, Twilight stopped spanking hir. Instead, the taller amazon pulled her shorter lover up for a long, lingering kiss, claiming a further bossmare's-- Bosswoman's? Hopper thought, and resolved to just use Equestrian terms in defeat-- share of thick stallion seed from hir final mouthful.

Hopper sighed and planted an elbow on one titanic thigh, chin in hand, and glared at both subs. His wings, of course, were in full arousal display-- but so were theirs, so that hardly counted. "Ladies," he growled, but not hard enough to start the cum-cycle again. He reflected that it was a part of Equestrian tradition going back to the pre-Windigo times to usually include futa among the higher class mares, and wondered why that was fair. Shaking his head, he glowered at them. "The only claim you get is to be fucked and to serve. Remember that."

Those smiles again. Twilight's half-mocking, half-dreamy, all-merciless leer, and Sunset's wry, sardonic grin, the same character in both. Is this what Celestia will be like? Even in minor? he wondered, only to be answered with a chorused, "No!" followed by gales of laughter.

He stared at them suspiciously. The mares in his life kept claiming that they weren't peaking on his mind, but…

Twilight eventually answered for both of them, breaking character to say, "Oh, honey, no, we haven't popped your mental shields-- that's really Starlight's territory anyway, and she says she can't, so you're safe there. It's just everyone, sub or vanilla and now a dom, we take in together wonders if it'd be like this to be with our teacher."

"For one thing," Sunset said softly, "I never got to be fucked by her. Probably for the best, honestly; certain things would have hurt more."

Twilight nodded, though her strong hands were already wandering over her muscular amazon friend. She agreed, saying, "And if anything, even what I can do… it's only the smallest, faintest glimmer of what she does-- when she's holding back." She fluttered her eyelashes. "You get to see her when she's not!"

Smirking, Sunset said, "So, back in character with us, and, uh, good luck to you there, master." Before shi finished speaking, shi bobbed over to grope at his giant nuts. Of course, shihad hir hands back and was making a cute, "innocent" face by the time shi stopped.

With that, Hopper leaned back and smiled, nodding. "So, Sparkle," he rumbled. "Show me our newest captive. What does shi bring to us?" He folded his enormous arms behind his head in faux relaxation. In reality, he reached across to the base of each far shoulder, then flexed… and flexed… and flexed until his two gigantic triceps bulged out to broad prominences. Not as sharp of peaks as his biceps, the distracting display nonetheless made dominatrix and submissive alike let out panting groans. Twilight wolf-whistled, because of course she did.

She kept telling him the Sisters could get her to behave. If anything, that also told him how far he had to go with his own skills. And with Twilight Sparkle.

The burly woman caught up Sunset's arms and smirked. "Well," she replied with a salacious drawl, "Shimmy has nothing like that, master. It isn't fair of you to show off so and leave your poor bitches damp and waiting." When he just snorted and flicked a wingtip at her, she giggled, and "forced" Sunset's hands behind hir back, then twisted the still-hard futa to the side, wrenching hir arms around carefully. "Show, Shimmy. Now."

Posing, Sunset gripped hir hands together at the arms' full extension. Pulling with the far hand, shi began to bulk out hir own triceps. The definition was impressive, detailed and taut; Hopper was certain shi had more extreme sculpting than he did, even if his musculature remained larger proportionally as well as absolutely. Shi half-stepped forward, lunging onto hir far leg and bending the near behind hir as well before flexing as hard as shi could. The ripple was gorgeous, utterly gorgeous in the expanse and expansion of power, refined and focused into idealized hermaphroditic form.

The stance and pose also gave hir huge S-cup tits a magnificent bounce and wobble when shi assumed the position, and kept the perky cleavage pumped up and forward. It also showed off how outrageously overproportionate hir enladdered cock was, extending past hir knee in the lunge. Of course, in the company shi kept, it was "merely" a beautiful balance, rather than the largest in the room.

By the drip of cock-lube and the perk of nipples, Hopper got the feeling that shi both liked being shown off… and liked being overwhelmed. A lot. That's all to the best, he thought. I know I want hir happy here; shi's important to Twilight as well as being pretty awesome hirself.

Twilight began to loom and lean over Sunset, grinding her naked breasts across the posed warfuta. Her soft melons squished against Sunset's wings and back; her strong fingers caressed lewdly over vast promontories of strength. "This belongs to you, now, master," she cooed, and flexed her chest. Her mighty pecs shoved mammoth melons across Sunset's rigid back. "You conquered us both, and every inch of hir is yours to use."

Then she winked, and bobbed a bit on her heels, battering Sunset with her boobs. "And meeee!" she declared. "Don't forget about using me too!" A classic Twilight Sparkle Pout followed.

A smile curved the edges of Hopper's lips. "You ran hir down, my musclebitch," he noted, blushing faintly at the harsh language. But seeing how it made Twilight's face glow, and both subs give off a toe-curling array of delectable arousal-scent, he did his best to not fight his instincts. He pulled his arms down and around in front, resting their giant heft on his gargantuan thighs. Again, willing the arousal to continue feeding his overswollen nuts, he continued, "I can see that, as I always expect of you, you've captured a pretty pet. But…" His voice trailed off, and he screwed his face into the closest approximation of a frown he could manage.

A soft gasp escaped Twilight's lips at the sight of it, and her wings spread in wide erection. Sunset blushed, looking away, but hir pussy drenched the floor and the long hardness of hir cock twitched under the domineering gaze. Shi seemed to try to move hir hands, perhaps to re-seize an achingly hard shaft, but Twilight permitted nothing but holding the pose for their master, her grip locked hard on the smaller alicorn.

He grunted deeply, enormous shaft snaking back and forth as he watched their bodies, those powerful, musclebound frames shuddering with pleasure from just the look he gave them. After a moment, he cleared his throat and said, "I have some concerns. You've made some promises for quality this time; not just a pretty pet."

With a hungry rumble, he let a leering, lewd gaze linger on Sunset. It lasted long enough for the gorgeously sculpted hermazon to both try to struggle to escape Twilight's grip and to better pose for the huge male devouring hir with his eyes. "So show me. Show hir off and give me reasons to keep you as my top bitch, given how rude you were about the collaring." The thin smile returned. "Give me a show, sweet Sparkle."

Twilight leaned forward and ran a long lick up Sunset's horn from the base. Her eyes never left Hopper's, and he wondered if he'd ever seen such a happy-goofy smile on his beloved marefriend and teacher. Pretty sparks of opalescent magic flared off the tip and the futa alicorn grunted deeply. Shi flexed hard, pushing against Twilight's unbreakable grip, the bigger woman holding Sunset where hir far hand grasped onto hir near arm.

The powerful Princess of Magic needed just the one hand to hold the futa locked, not merely in pose but in place. She began to bob her head back and forth over Sunset's horn, sucking up the phantom sparks as Sunset squealed and squirmed in Twilight's unbreakable grip. Even more unbreakable was the meeting of Twilight's eyes with Hopper's. Not a challenge, but a gift; not pulling attention from the well-muscled hermaphrodite, but to keep on surrendering with each suck of the amber-colored horn.

Each new movement of Twilight's tongue and mouth along the tall horn seemed to force Sunset to flex hard. To strain more, to do something, anything, to bulge out hir bulk, no matter how far shi already was. Hir muscles were in sharp relief already, hir huge dick bouncing and twisting in the air. WIth hir precum flowing wildly across the room, shi let out a gasping, "Please!"

Twilight pulled back, and suddenly, violet energy coiled tightly around Sunset's low-hanging scrotum, teasing at hir lorum. A further magenta ring seized the base of hir pierced prick. Then, as Twilight released the futa's horn with a popping smack, her telekinesis kept jerking the sensitive manactive organ off. Unfortunately for Sunset, the rate was just slightly too slow to actually get hir over. Twilight forced Sunset to lunge further forward, hir piercings and breasts shuddering and bouncing even as hir cock was kept strictly controlled.

Still meeting Hopper's eyes, she curtseyed. "Shall I let the slut cum, master?" Twilight asked in a low, breathy moan. "Or is shi yet to please your sight?" Sunset babbled wordlessly for a moment, but Twilight was undistracted from waiting on Hopper's whim, though a soft tightening of the telekinetic scrotal grip forced Sunset to blush. To bow hir head, even as it was hornjacked, and await as well.

Frowning, he looked over his new plaything carefully. Gently, he watched hir for the signs that pleasant play might become unwelcome distress. Seeing none, and confident in Twilight's expertise and the safeword itself, he stroked a long hand over his massive tool, precum beginning to fall like rain from the fat tip. Female and futa eyes tracked the throbbing monstrosity, the obscene masculinity flexing and pulsing with potent sexuality. When he felt he had their attention full enough, he responded simply, "No."

A long whine escaped Sunset's throat. Caught spellbound in the scene's grip as much as Twilight's, shi rutted forward a few times. Needy, hungry, and controlled utterly by the larger amazon, shi kept trying desperately to fuck the ring and coils holding onto hir cock. "Cruel master," shi moaned, but hir face was flushed with pleasure. And hir smile was curling along hir lips faster than hir toes against the floor.

Twilight's face, in contrast was glowing, her scent almost overpowering his. He could see her taut belly clenching, the sweat collecting along her hide as her arousal heightened. She slapped one huge arm around Sunset's well-muscled throat. With her friend caught, she possessively humped her far-flung hips hard forward. Each new thrust grinded her damp pussy over Sunset's tail, marking her properly anew. In between her shuddering moans, she grunted, "Command your bitch, please, master! What should Sparkle do with poor Shimmy's horny bod?"

Unable to help himself, he flexed his flat hips. A further fountain of precum flicked out from his enormous, prehensile prick, spraying submissive and switch alike. As they cried out in pleasure, two pairs of wings stiffening beyond even the experienced older alicorns' control, he rumbled, "Edge the slut, Sparkle. Edge hir, spank hir, and let hir hands free to beg with a good posing. When shi's showed off some tit and a bit more strength, then you can let hir go. But keep hir on that edge, or I'll expect you to lock yourself." He winked at Twilight. "But you can masturbate yourself. Even cum a little bit."

Whimpering and pouting adorably, Sunset squirmed as Twilight listened to their master's instructions. "So fucking cruel," shi moaned, then leaned back, tilting hir head to kiss Twilight's cheek. "He's so fucking cruel and so fucking hot, mistress. Shimmy will be good if you let hir go, promise," shi moaned, and then bowed hir head forward, waiting for Twilight's decision.

Obedience was Twilight's tactic. Obedience in all particulars at that. Her belly still trembled with the need to release herself and the promise that it would be soon. So she stepped back from the smaller amazon and bowed slightly to Hopper once again.

Her broad, potent hand slapped down onto Sunset's hyper-muscled ass with a whistle of wind and the crack of a flicked wrist. She wouldn't damage her precious friend and lover, of course, but stinging was clearly on the menu. Despite her concentration on making Sunset yelp out thank yous, the magenta controls on the smaller alicorn remained. The magic held hir package and horn fast, keeping hir both right on the edge of either or both releases. Always on the edge, never flying over.

And all the while, Sunset kept repeating the same thing, "Thank you, master, may I have another?" while staring at Hopper. His huge balls tightened in response and he growled deeply, thundering over both women. Twilight arched her back and left Sunset's rump alone-- for a brief moment, anyway.

Temporarily adrift in the full-body sensation, she let the rumble massage and vibrate every part of her. She surrendered to the impetus of that rough voice, squeezing her hands over her own massive rack as a full-on climax hit. She couldn't control herself any longer, squealing while her pussy spasmed and rippled.

Poor Sunset was magically stifled still. Shi was nonetheless hit just as hard, leaving hir own giant breasts trembling, quivering with hir suppressed orgasm and free-flowing need. But by the sound of it, either the purple energy coils around cock and horn were doing an amazing job of asymptotically approaching orgasm, or Hopper's growl was helping even more than usual.

Then he came in triumph, and both longtime fuckbuddies were drenched in his seed, in his marking scent. The steady jerk of his hands around the impossibly wide and even less probably long shaft combined with the gorgeousness of Twilight's release and Sunset's carnal captivity to make the result inexorable. Mentally, Hopper blessed his lack of refractory period yet again while nervously thinking, I hope Sunset can take the extra strain without losing it… this is kind of my fault.

Said extra strain, of course, was the body-drenching, wall-painting, pool-creating blast of heady, thick spunk that washed over female and futa both. The sticky, virile spooge coated them with his own alicorn aphrodisiac. A stallion bump to their celebratory enthusiasms, even at a distance.

He might not, per volume, have quite the stimulation concentration of, say, even Flutters, let alone Twilight. He certainly didn't have the addicting, full-on induction to orgasm of Celestia's perfect honey. But what he lacked in pheromone load, he matched in sheer volume of sticky climax.

His seed literally left both completely coated from head to toe on the sides facing him. Dripping down huge melons, coating thick skin stretched taut over amazonian muscles, it got everywhere. Splashes and cumfall even coated most of their hide which was directed away from him!

Twilight stumbled a bit, gasping. Her amazonian body tensed everywhere; the white, sticky goo flew as potent muscles flexed and extended in rapid succession. If her wings could have flown further, they would have, but at their extension, all they could do was quiver. She squealed, choked a bit on the cum dripping down her face, and then swallowed heavily. Taking as much as she could, she slurped up the heady spunk, and telekinetically burst it away from her eyes and Sunset's. Climax after climax hit her, and even with her eyes open, they seemed to be searching further afield than the span of her wings.

And yet.

And yet Twilight remained in control of herself. Covered in alicorn spunk and orgasming in literally body-covering bliss, Twilight let go of her shuddering super-melons. Suddenly sober, she enveloped the seed-splattered Sunset in her arms. Her words made Hopper immediately sit up and pay attention, his horn glowing as he readied magic for if it was necessary. Coughing, she grunted, "L-zero, L-zero, Sunset, are you okay, do you need to cum?" She winked at Hopper, giving a reassuring nod before turning back to caring for her friend.

Sunset had been hit by the direct wave just as much as Twilight. Perhaps even more, with hir vulnerable, needy cock only partially sealed off by Twilight's magical sleeve-cage. Already edged high, the musclebound hyperzon wasn't even as convulsive as Twilight had been. Shi just flexed, and flexed, and flexed, hir body rippling with almost uncontrollable power. Twilight rapidly stroked away the spunk from Sunset's face and hugged her friend tight. "L-zero, Sunset," she repeated. "I'm going to let you free in a sec if you don't talk to me, lover."

Deeply worried that he had gone too far, Hopper let out a sigh of relief when Sunset popped open hir eyes and said, "N-n-no way, Twi!" The potent muscle herm was made of similar foundations as Twilight, it seemed. He was not all surprised when Sunset reinforced Twilight's spells and fields with a blue burst and a huff. "M-my edging," shi groaned. "Mine! I can t-take what your stud, our top, what this fucking hot bastard can put out. Just give me a moment."

Twilight grumped, "I can shatter those little spells, you know." Crabby or not, she held the massively muscular futa in her gunk-covered arms, nestled back between her iron-hard wings. She licked slowly at the thick, virile seed, cleaning it from Sunset.

As her friend recovered, Twilight turned her head to smile at Hopper. The intensity in her eyes was almost frightening. Not just lust, not just approval, but a singular fierceness that reminded him just how far Twilight Sparkle was willing to go on behalf of those she cared about. "Good job, baby. Oh, such a good damn job," she cooed. "Momma likes." Her hands were once more roaming over Sunset's body, but just gentle caresses, not exactly cleaning the tingling cum off the futazon, but neither rubbing it in too much.

Silver light faded from Hopper's horn as he relaxed. He let a bit more of "Master Bunny" settle around him, and casually stretched out his huge, cabled legs. Reaching down between the mountainous limbs, he caressed the slowly gurgling heft of his titanic nuts. "Mmm," he groaned. "You two look so sweet cuddled up in my spunk," he said with a smug grin. "Tell me when you're green and go to be good bitches again."

A delighted whine escaped Twilight's lips as she whimpered, "Soon, studmuffin, promise, so soon." Forearms bulging and quadriceps swelling, she clung to Sunset. Once she had her friend securely set, she started grinding her pussy over the smaller alicorn's tail once again. Sunset arched hir back, grinding that mighty-muscled arse into Twilight's motions. The arch thrust forth hir S-cups, jiggling the perky masses, and flicked hir glow-wreathed, pre-drooling stallionhood in a swift, vibrating shudder.

All it took was a slight movement, and Sunset touched hir spell-trapped horn to Twilight's free spiral. "Cum for me, Twi?" shi whispered. With the stunned moment of Hopper's orgasmic shower broken, Sunset was moving in long, curling wriggles. Now free, hir broad hips were shaking even more than hir twitching, caged cock.

Shi begged with hir body, first and foremost. Hir fingers stroked up and down over hir broad breasts, hir toned abs, over each mighty arm in turn, licking at the air. Shi stroked hir horn along Twilight's, then gave hir broodbearing hips a swift series of shimmies as shi stared at Hopper like a slab of meat. "It's a bit of a cheat," shi said softly, "But I want to go back to obeying the sweetie stud. I-- I want to play, but there's just so much…"

"I'll take it," Twilight growled. "I'll take it from you. Show the master who the best bitch is. You ready, sweetheart?" she asked, reaching down with one hand to lewdly grip Sunset's pierced prick. Shi held on just past the energy ring on the thick cockbase, the other hand grasping the futa's upthrust horn. Though Sunset didn't respond with words, Twilight moaned with pleasure as the horny herm's tail flicked hard over Twilight's cum-covered sex and hir own taut, soaked glutes. Despite the larger amazon's grip, Sunset kept grinding hir horn hopefully at Twilight's, grunting and moaning.

Unfortunately for poor Shimmy, Twilight moved her horn away. "Full and free consent, baby," she cooed at Sunset, running tapping fingers to bounce each frenum piercing in turn. She wriggled them around inside the bound shaft's flesh whilst rubbing alicorn-spunk into the quivering cockskin. "Full and free," she repeated with a moan. and licked poor Sunset's horn. giggling at the prompt blue flare along the spire.

"Gah! Stop teasing me, bitch!" Sunset grunted. Still writhing, still dripping obscene dollops of white goo onto the floor, Sunset thrust hir broad back against the soft plushness of Twilight's massive melons. Wrapping hir cum-covered wings back around the mini-giantess humping hir ass, Sunset pulled futilely at the mightier princess' heft. "I… said… please cum for me!"

"Well," Twilight drawled, "You didn't exactly say please last time…"

"Twilight!" gasped Sunset, completely bending hirself back and tremulously touching hir horn-tip to the big alicorn's spiral. The arch made hir caught cock bob like a flagpole while hir desperately overstuffed nuts drooped low beneath. "Stop…" Shi growled with frustration, still-sticky nose twitching and nostrils flaring.

Laughing softly, Twilight ducked her head forward. When their horns rested together, a magenta whorl began to envelop both, following the contours. Rumbling deeply, she ordered, "Give, Shimmy," and Sunset obeyed. A blue helix met the purple, doubling and interconnecting as the tantric transfer locked in.

As her tongue flicked out back and forth, Twilight shuddered and the double helix spiraled up from the crown of Sunset's head. It flowed across the horn-juncture, and swirled back down into Twilight's mind and aura from there. The sharing of the orgasmic energies from futa to female created a delicious shudder.

It manifested as a muscular shaking that the mere unicorn to unicorn components couldn't handle alone. Hopper leaned back again, huge palm moving up from his heavy balls to stroke the veiny surface of his oversized prick. All of him was fascinated by Twilight's sudden pose, both arms far overhead and then pumped down into a double-bicep peak, sixty inches of majestic potency flaring onto display.

She screamed out Hopper's name, and Sunset's, the orgasm starting at her horn in an extremely indigo flare. The Princess of Magic and the Princess of Redemption's conjoined energies splattered the mixed magic all over the ceiling even as Twilight's tight, plump pussy began to clench and gush in earnest. Her belly went almost vibrational, her giant quads clenching, pulling her into a sort of squat. Triumphant arms still rising high, Twilight squealed and groaned with pleasure as the dual orgasmic release surged through her.

Sunset turned, staring at hir mistress in loving awe as well. The tap-off had cleared hir head, but only a little, three foot shaft still quivering with the need to release. Twilight's magic might be welling out uncontrollably from her horn, mixed with Sunset's, but its manifestations remained firmly trapping Sunset from the same climax-sets and hir own masculine release as well. Wings fluttering slowly, Sunset turned to look at Hopper and whispered, "I want that too, master. You said your Shimmy needed a bit of tit, and a bit more muscle, right? Then Shimmybreast and Shimmybuff you get."

It definitely helped that he was sitting on the couch with a little bit of distance from the pair. He didn't have to miss Twilight's posed prominence throughout her climax, and didn't have to take his eyes off Sunset's slow, inexorable super-flex. The massively muscular futa brought hir potent arms down and around the edges of hir gigantic mounds of breastflesh, catching hir hands together just beneath hir cleavage. Shi squeezed, flexing madly with that incredibly well-defined strength, each individual muscle standing strong and visible as a part of the whole and a part of its place, rapidly squishing her boobs together and flaunting the pierced nips right at hir master.

As Sunset turned hir legs in and crouched just slightly, shi flexed hard below as well. Hir quads quickly bulked up, rippling maps of power combining into a mighty whole. Twilight snuck up beside hir, and just when Sunset got hirself nice and centered, began to fondle the big herm's bound scrotum. The big warfuta whimpered and almost lost the pose, but refocused, hir huge tits wobbling in the increasingly tight clamp of hir gargantuanly potent arms, pierced nipples wriggling scrumptiously. "Please, master," shi groaned, and then redoubled hir efforts to pump out every last cubic inch of muscle and tit for Hopper.

Shi didn't have much choice. Hir need was rapidly re-approaching critical levels. Twilight just let Sunset's cunt pour down hir arousal all over Twilight's huge forearm. The futa-honey collected in her elbow, drooling over bare lavender skin. Her hand was occupied with that increasingly tight, magic-tied sack, fingers squeezing and rubbing hefty, seed-swollen nuts about while her thumb flicked the lorum at the top.

With a faux-cutesy grin, Twilight stuck her index finger on Sunset's cock-crown. A light magenta glow around the digit let her cap back any precum flow without sounding the poor herm. "Got hir so trapped and backed up, master," Twilight gasped, fanning both cum-covered bodies with her giant wings. "You gonna let the pitiful little slut cum, Master Bunny? Wanna watch me gulp it all down again?"

Hopper's lips curled into a hungry grin as he started to move forward, calves bulging first but titanic quads catching on quick. He loomed without standing, not yet, waiting on the edge of his seat. The wicked look in his eyes promised some new twist for his poor, abused captives.

His poor, abused, drooling and wolfwhistling "captives."