Hopper rose to his full height, his elongated prick stretching out straight and true. The vast, dark span of his wings snapped out. The width was such that the tips weren't just touching the sides of the apartment. They bent against either side of the giant hermazon's apartment; there simply wasn't enough room for his sheer breadth. Words failed Twilight as they had Sunset, and both smaller alicorns just stared at him, half-leer, half in awe.

Strength was everywhere in his form, in the massive combination of strength and suppleness, of mass and density, and throughout every proportion. He leaned forward a bit, looming. His super-sized shaft pointed "ominously" at the pair while he curled up one dark-skinned arm. The other burly limb reached over his back to tug on his taut-muscled wingbase.

As Hopper's bicep peak rose slowly, the two staring hyperzons panted and groaned. Twilight didn't lose her concentration but it was a near run thing. "Shit," she groaned. "So handsome, master. I don't… uhm… Shimmy, do we call that a yes?"

Shaking hir head vigorously, Sunset just trembled, holding the most muscular pose in contest-perfect form. Using hir colossal 'ceps, shi squeezed hir titanic tits together hard, up and out at Hopper. "No," shi whispered, tail swishing rapidly behind hir.

Twilight turned to look at her subspace-blissing friend. "Master hasn't said it's enough," Sunset said, licking hir lips. Shi tried and failed to catch the drool that pooled down from her slack jaw to drip into hir cleavage. Moaning, shi asked, "Master, does this bitch not serve correctly? Does Shimmy need further punishment? Sh-shimmy can't flex like that, Rainbows, no, so big…"

Hopper gave a smug grin. What was it Twilight said? Oh yes, he remembered. When they're stuttering, moaning, and on the edge of climax, that's your A+. Sunset certainly rode that edge hard. Hir pussy gushed in near-climax all on its own from the sheer intensity of the unrelenting stifled stimulus. Shi obviously loved it, nipples perked, oversized stallionhood throbbing desperately. Shi gasped out hir love for the frantic tease. and as shi stared adoringly up at hir temporary master, he realized that Twilight, as usual, had told nothing but the Honest truth about Sunset Shimmer.

The Princess of Redemption had clawed hir way from arrogance to conviviality, and along the way, shi'd picked up a real enthusiasm for play as much as work. Here, being co-dommed by a heart-dear friend and him, shi had the freedom to let go of hir passionate inner drive. Not to become less forceful and driven, no! But to relax, and admire, and let pain and self-critique alike disappear down the vortex of pleasure.

Out in the world, the Heavy Metal Princess, mastress of music and technomancy alongside redemption, might have to throw it all on the table. Shi had a world to save from its own breakdown. There, shi couldn't be anything less than hir friends' support, hir allies' strength, and the smile that kept the troops going while the native Twi lead the fight. Here? Hir body being on display next to a colossal male towering above them hir and hir amazonian mistress was fun. Being overwhelmed got hir clit going so hard it near-merged with the base of hir sack. He knew, just looking at hir, that while shi was pleasure-stunned now, shi'd be leaping on any chance to do more in a heartbeat. That said, for the moment, shi seemed quite content to just let hir body respond to all that pretty strength. Shi squirmed, toes curling, tongue flicking, lush hips rolling back and forth. Drool fell down hir cheek, dripping onto the pools of sweat already coating hir immense breasts as shi just stared.

Shifting his big right foot forward, Hopper leaned yet further towards the pair. He uncurled his right arm, bringing it down to rest comfortably at the root of his gargantuan length, and grinned. "No more punishment, Shimmy," he told hir kindly, his enormous length jutting out straight at a bit under half his height from the lean. "All you need to do to get your yes is walk under my yoke," he explained, and stroked his broad, horizontal column of cock indicatively.

Sunset's jaw dropped, and shi looked at Twilight, asking, "R-roaman… ceremony?" Shi looked like shi wanted to go on, but her mouth kept popping open and then shutting. Hir meaty futa dick positively throbbed, bulging tightly against its constraints as precum welled up within, seeking release. Hir pussy gushed in open delight at this new kinky facet, and shi just kept looking… at Twilight.

Hopper sighed mentally, though he kept up the arrogant pose and poise. Why, he wondered, do they always assume it's her? I know she's smarter but I do my own homework!

Twilight gave another ear to ear manic grin, eyes wide. "Oh, I didn't ask the master to do that," she purred, to Hopper's silent gratitude. When Sunset flagged hir tail even harder and whimpered out a wordless question, Twilight nodded, licking her lips. "That's right, Shimmy," she said in between horny pants and strokes of her fingers over her stiff clit.

"He even does historical research." She shuddered, and leered up at Hopper. "And roleplaying." When Sunset raised a hand as though to speak, opening her panting mouth wider, Twilight spanked her mega-flexed ass with two loud cracks. Then twice again when Sunset yelped and tried to shield hir rump with hir wings.

Precum began to drool from Hopper's titanic flare once more. Even if he suspected it should be Twilight being thanked, the four squealed cries of, "Thank you master, may I have another?" were intensely flattering. The aroused and arousing squabbles of the two amazons were even more cock-throb inducing.

Finally, Twilight grabbed Sunset's sack in her big, meaty hand and squeezed, just lightly. Lightly or no, Twilight was being serious. The pressure provoked a further yelp that turned into a desperate, yet pleasured moan midway. "You may not clone pool or kidnap my master!" she growled at the burly futa alicorn, who pouted. Twilight pressed the dangling scrotum forward, pinching part of it lightly over Sunset's lorum. "You may walk under the master's yoke, and if you are a very good bitch, we may be back some time!"

"Walk and masturbate," Hopper rumbled. The twain turned to look at him, and he grinned, relaxing the arm behind his back, pulling it around front to leisurely (and lewdly) stroke the vein-laden skin of his super-shaft. "Well, it might hurt hir to have the fields come off all at once, right?" he asked innocently. "So make them dissolve-- slowly-- as shi masturbates once shi's crossed over to the other side and kneels like a proper captive toy."

"N-no more arguing for Shimmy," Sunset said. "Mistress… must be really pleasing Mistress Sun with Master Bunny's progress," was the closest shi could come to another quip.

Satisfied that her claim on her stud was acknowledged Twilight withdrew backwards, a glimmer of magenta altered both her own ties on Sunset's package and Sunset's own mystical self-prison. Her brilliant purple eyes were shining like her starfield as he smiled up at Hopper. Though she was focused on Sunset, she mouthed the words, "Good job," at him.

And then she turned to face her coltfriend-top. She knelt down all in a flumph, feet stretching and toes curling back out behind her as her well-padded ass rested atop her lower legs. Knees broad to the side, she watched Sunset's walk and Hopper's throbbing tool. In less than a heartbeat, her wings shamelessly returned to their fully erect state. Her left hand stroked sinuously between her thunderstorm thighs, taking advantage of the unrevoked permission to climax. Meanwhile, her right palm shot up beneath one of her mammoth U-Cups and forced the shotglass nipple high enough for Twilight to suck on while she watched the scene.

Sunset didn't stumble. For all hir cheeks were flushed, all the way past orange to red, for all hir eyes seemed incapable of focusing, for all hir cunt dripped between hir shuddering legs, shi kept to a dignified walk. Head bowed and horn down, hair flowing free behind hir and wings tucked back against hir muscular back, Sunset walked. When shi came to Hopper's prick, shi leaned over, just slightly, to kiss his medial ring, hir nostrils flaring as the rich scent of his obscene masculinity filling hir lungs, and Hopper gave her a regal nod. "Go on, Shimmy," he urged quietly.

A long, blissed out moan of satisfaction escaped Sunset's lips. Shi crouched over forward, hunching hir huge seven foot eight frame over almost double to fit beneath the much huger Hopper's cock. Hir wings remained tight, though he could see them twitch and flick desperately as though they wanted to escape. "You can let them brush the yoke, Shimmy," he told hir mercifully, and both amazons beamed gratefully at him before they returned to their business. Twilight slowly flicking her hard nub; Sunset wriggling and writhing beneath and against the titanic slab of stallionhood above hir.

Hopper noted with wry delight that Sunset was actually managing to stroke away some of the bindings a little early. Shi was so bent over that as shi traversed the short distance, hir fat super-tits rubbed against hir stiff "little" three-foot shaft. Their groaning merged for a moment, deep and deeper, as shi titwanked hirself and featherjobbed his triumphant tool. All but completely undone, but finally past the 'yoke', shi collapsed to hir knees just beyond the shadow of his mighty prick.

Eyes burning with delight and tongue licking her lips hungrily, Twilight thrust two fingers deep into her pussy while she toyed her thumb across her clit. An idea struck the eight feet tall switch. "Master, the little cock should masturbate you with hir wings," Twilight purred. "A thank-wank for owning hir so good!"

Shimmy was already fast to work on hirself, still jerking away the spell-locks when the suggestion came in. "Master?" shi whimpered. "Please, let Shimmy thank-wank!" Shi was rubbing rapidly up and down with hir left hand. Shi made love to hirself gloriously, palm rubbing up and down over hir lewdly girthy fuckstick while hir fingers teased at the piercings as shi passed them by. Hir right hand was cupped up at hir breasts, two fingers pressing deep into the soft flesh of hir majestic right S-cup melon, just behind hir nipple piercing and pushing out with a squealing moan.

Futa, the third sex, neither male nor female. Just as male and female partake of much the same core physiology, so too did futa take from male and female for their own unique combination. Sunset lived it, and Hopper briefly wondered what that fully merged sensation was like.

He thought fast. Twilight was pleased with him, but never content, not his pushy sub. A broad smirk came to his lips, the edges of his mouth pushing back on his face and revealing much more omnivorous teeth than his usual form was graced with. "Shi may," he ordered, drawling out the last syllable, "But you must help hir, my slutty Sparkle. I want your mouth stretching over the tip; I'm not going to move at all. You're just going to have to face-fuck yourself."

A smugger look passed over the Princess of Magic's face as she rose to her feet. She didn't bother to stop masturbating, of course. "Ooh," she purred, and began to slink over towards Hopper. Her huge hips swung back and forth, wider, wigglier arcs than usual, and she continued to frig herself.

She lifted her fingers up briefly to lick slowly at the tip and groaned. "Quick wit makes me hot, master." As she returned, they dipped back down, but just to stroke her plump mound, grinding her fingers against her dark-haired mound. "Plus this will make things more historically accurate. Both sides of the yoke should be supported!

Shimmy was zealously masturbating hirself, but had slowed down, still focusing on hir piercings. In between ragged breaths, shi asked, "Hey… master… Can Shimmy pleasure mistress too?" Shi'd taken the frenum piercing closest to the broad, blunt tip and was wiggling it about in slow, slipping wiggles, keeping the same time on hir nipple bar. Trembling, shi extended hir wings up to either side of Hopper's colossal tool, waiting for approval.

Nonetheless, a certain elemental wry humor and familiar unbreakable will remained above hir subspace and shi added, "Haven't had a good drink of mistress in way too long." Hir mouth lolled open, tongue to the side and drooling while shi waited.

Kneeling down before Hopper's throbbing, stiff shaft, Twilight grinned another feline smile at the big man. "All in your court, master," she said gleefully, and slurped around the pre-dripping slit. "I'm not going to say no to that barbell on my pussy!" A soft groan escaped her lips as she spread her lushly padded yet mega-muscular thighs apart and scooted her lower body closer to Shimmy's face, but not too close.

Hopper gave a goofy smile. "Object to more of you in pleasure? " he asked, and laughed gently. "More of you having to wait until I jizz down your little mini-giantess throat before you can cum? No way, Sparkle. Shimmy, I want you to give her the best muff-dive of her life. Sparkle, no cumming until I do."

Twilight saluted promptly, but faux-yelped, "Oh noes, master! Don't throw Sparkle in that briar patch, please!" She did teasingly thwap Shimmy on the nose when the heavily muscled futa began to come in for a lick. "Start featherwanking master," she ordered. "Then you can eat me out." With that, she ignored Sunset and smiled up at Hopper, purple eyes bright. "I love you, Hopper," she said softly. "Thank you for being a good student." She slipped back into character rapidly, winked at him, and kissed his cumslit. "Thank you, Master Bunny, Master Bunny's cock, for the cum I am about to earn!"

Still grinning ear to ear, she stretched her mouth out as wide as her hyper-alicorn nature permitted. The beautiful face distended, her mouth forming a broad O, but the smile never left her glittering eyes. As Twilight reached up for the huge stallionhood in front of her, Shimmy began to immediately stroke the soft down of her feathers over the throbbing member high above hir.

Hopper groaned, toes curling and sweat collecting on his forehead as the pair moved in obscene sequence. Twilight anchored her hands behind the fat flare and shoved her face forward onto the throbbing hardness. As the switch fed her lusty gullet on more and more maleness, Shimmy's feathertips began to stroke in slow, rippling touches. The susurrus of hir multitude of feathers left wondrously tingling touches in its wake. It didn't take long for Hopper to begin flooding his rich precum straight into Twilight's far-stretched maw.

And then Shimmy buried hir face in Twilight's pussy, using hir long familiarity, long tongue, and the leverage of the barbell piercing to stimulate the horny switch's already needy pussy.

Groaning and gasping around Hopper's enormous cock-crown, Twilight pulled carefully with her grip behind the flare. Clasp stable, she pushed up from her feet, all the way from her curling toes. Her gigantic tits swung heavily, and the multitasking, multitalented Princess of Magic used her pectorals to grind and caress them against Shimmy's horn

Immediately as Twilight began to boobjob the amber spire, Shimmy's licking became more feverish and dedicated. Hir barbell piercing stroked along Twilight's stiff clitty on the top, while the tonguetip and bottom of the piercing was dedicated to her moist folds. Even when shi slurped deep into Twilight's clenching cunny, shi made sure to roll the piercing to add further caresses.

The fuck-frenzied futa never slackened or became unbalanced in hir wings' caress of the giant cock above. No matter how swiftly shi jerked hirself off into hir own cleavage, no matter how stimulating Twilight's plump pussy and massive mammaries were, shi focused hir first and primary discipline on pleasuring that immense shaft! Twilight, after all, was getting plenty of stimulation from the alicorn pheromones in Hopper's pre, not to mention Shimmy's excellent oral attentions! The least the Heavy Metal Princess could do was make sure their master got a nice, smooth stroke that stimulated and enwrapped, hir long wings enclosing around the top and folding around the bottom on opposite sides of the fourteen inch wide super-dick.

Together, the sheer stimulus was enough that Hopper's already enormous nuts began to tighten and swell immediately. As though all the sensation was a star's weight, the huge man leaned forward onto the balls of his feet. Staying true to his plan to keep his cock still, he nonetheless reached across to caress Twilight's long ears. As the powerful amazon finally forced the tremendous flare into her throat, she began to groan and gulp silently around it.

Here, attention was repaid by attentiveness, and euphoria with ecstasy. The repeated and overlaid pleasures made Twilight's whole body squirm and jiggle roughly. Her discipline kept her firmly sucking and driving herself to further inhale that distending dick, and let her simultaneously focus on squeezing and fondling Shimmy's horn. She kept it up perfectly, even while the slightly smaller Alicorn ate her out!

Pleasure had not long passed out of any of them, leaving all three of them in heightened states of reception to more of the same. If Hopper had not received quite as much as the two subs he'd covered in thick, goopy cum, he was younger and less experienced. Neither futa nor female had much "mercy" for such, of course. Twilight sucked the heavy heft of his maleness as though her life-- or final grade!-- depended on it. For hir part, Shimmy kept using the filaments of hir well-kept feathers to stimulate every vein and every surface variation on the throbbing length above hir like shi already knew his oversized cock as well as Twilight did.

For all that, it was the edged and teased and edged again Shimmy who came first. Shi needed it too badly, hir poor, tight balls more than doubled their normal size as that bizarrely lewd hyper-anatomy let hir stretch over hir own need. When the last of the magic left, shi started to groan and gasp and grunt into Twilight's cunt, mewling in between fanatic licks of the pussy shi worshipped. Hir climax hit hir hard enough to squirt in both directions, hir clenching pussy spraying femme ejaculate far behind hir, actually splattering Hopper's leg.

Meanwhile hir huge three foot member bulged, tightening over hir piercings and spraying up into hir cleavage. The excess splattered all over Twilight's rock-hard abs, already starting to be absorbed back into the swelling of the amazonian alicorn's precum-filled tummy. What wasn't sprayed forward fell like a waterfall down onto hir floor; not that Shimmy minded all!

Tail flagged and smooth, sun-marked ass high in the air, shi moaned into Twilight's cunny. Hir whole body shuddered from the flares and fulfillment of hir trapped horn, all the way down to hir wriggling feet. Hir tongue and feathers at last gained some raggedness to their motion, but with no less dedication to pleasuring hir old dom and new.

Hopper's appreciation for the benefits of feather vanes reached new heights as the random effect of the quivering wings became even more stimulatory to the nerves running through his giant cock. Moments later, hir triple orgasm was complete. Shimmy's horn sprayed phantom flares and raw magic into Twilight's massive U-cups, causing the lavender hide to glow slightly.

Whether or not Twilight could have cum next, her belly quite fat on the copious lube splurting into it and her clenching cunt tended to expertly, didn't matter. She'd been given one of her favorite orders, and she maintained her edging through triumphant will alone. Not that she didn't give it her all to get the end to cum sooner, her toes curling and wings flapping behind her in anticipation.

Her long tongue wriggled and waggled around and on and even prenching into Hopper's big cum slit. Spunk-hungry, she messily slurped up any leftovers she could find from earlier orgasm as she encouraged the next. Her fingers made lewd little stroking circles where she gripped the huge horsecock, the better to tease the sensitive fuckflesh.

With such enthusiastic attention and the scent of his marefriend and the futa who'd surrendered to him thick in the air, it didn't take Hopper long to start his own climax. If Shimmy's squirt onto his thigh made any difference at all, it turned him on all the more to know how well they'd overwhelmed and pleasured the bottom of their little play chain. Alas, he couldn't quite keep himself still. In the end, he lowered the level of the "yoke" by thrusting his tremendous maleness down deeper into Twilight's outstretched maw. The enormous vanguard of his throat-swabbing assault, the colossal flare, began to distend Twilight's already cabled, strong neck, forcing down until it popped into her once-tight stomach from above.

It would have been untrue to call the grunts and muffled squeals Twilight made "objections" to the suddenly dramatically lowered yoke. Indeed, it would be unfair to call them anything other than enthusiastic approbation for her stud! And if Shimmy's sudden increase in thrashing hir body back and forth was any clue, the horny, cumming herm was all for being more directly under the shadow of the huge, musky shaft as well.

Between the two of them, there wasn't much the pleasure-drunk Hopper could do but cum. He gasped out a choked, "Sparkle!" and was halfway into, "Shimm--" before it turned into a bellowing roar and his titanic testicles unleashed their heavy load. The thick wad bulged up along the already vast length, forcing Twilight's O still further wider and creating a spiral of new sensation as Shimmy's wrapped wings uncoiled to better accommodate the increased girth, the swirling filaments stroking like uncounted legions of tiny fingers.

The climax sent his virile spunk deep into Twilight's hungry belly. The cum-greedy amazon gurgled and guzzled it all down enthusiastically. Hopper reached down to stroke his own oversized nuts, fondling and bouncing the heavy seed-weights as they gurgled, encouraging them to pump out more and more seed for Twilight's lusts. The mini-giantess silently trumpeted her approval, her throat clutching and spasming over the small section of the monstrously obscene maleness distending her, mouth, throat, and belly alike.

She certainly seemed to enjoy her triumphant spooge-bulge! With Shimmy's featherwank in hyperdrive across the huge horsecock, Twilight released the fat girth with only a little reluctance. She moved her hands down to her sloshing belly, rubbing and stroking her cum-filled gut. With a typical impish inventiveness, she pushed it forward, rubbing the warm flesh over Shimmy's face and adding a third huge mound to caress hir fountaining horn.

Together, the trio came, in and on, and all around each other. It was Shimmy-- Sunset-- who recovered first from the monumental series of orgasms. Head tossing lightly against Twilight's cushiony chest, shi slowly retracted hir wings and scooted into a kneeling position.

Thus recovered, the massively muscular alicorn stroked two fingers around hir lips for the remnants of Twilight's climax. Finding plenty from the messy amazon, Sunset groaned. "So good, Twi," shi mumbled, and then looked up at the still-throbbing length above hir. "I miss your pussy almost as much as I just miss being with you, when you're gone." Shi lewdly slurped the remnants of Twilight's climactic fluids from hir fingertips, and then leaned up to slurp at the giant stallionhood, escorting the last wad of thick spunk down to Twilight's mouth. "Still, gotta say I'm fond of the new flavor, too."

Twilight gurgled a laugh that almost had Hopper cumming again just from the delicious vibration of it all. The two larger alicorns clasped hands, thick fingers intertwining with thicker, and carefully pushed until Hopper's tremendous flare leaped from Twilight's stretched-out maw with a wet, sticky pop!

Giggling, female and futa wordlessly conspired, leaping to grab the squirming super-shaft before it could escape. In a single motion, they pinned the orgasm-slick member between their prodigious breasts. "Worth the wait, then, Sunset?" Twilight gasped, and leaned around the huge maleness to taste herself and Hopper on her friend's lips.

The two held the kiss aggressively as Hopper let loose a new series of rumbling moans, thrusting hard once into the bountiful cleavage pair before pulling out. The two pouted at him and then Sunset said, "Yeah, but he keeps taking it away! No fair, Hopper!" Lower lips quivered and teal and violet eyes watered in adorable contrast to the sinuous way the two curvaceous alicorns rubbed their gigantic breasts against each other, thick nipples and Sunset's piercings leaving light lines across the smooth skin.

The huge stallion laughed quietly. "Can I call a little bit more of a slow, actually?" he asked wistfully. "We've moved pretty fast on the sex," he said, voice trailing off. Blushing a bit, he added, "Well, not as fast as with Coco, I guess, but… I was just feeling kind of…"

Sunset and Twilight looked at each other and grinned broadly, standing up. Twilight patted her stuffed stomach proprietorially while Sunset, face still a bit flushed, wrapped hir arms around Hopper's waist. While Sunset carefully buried hir head under Hopper's strong arm and squooshed her magnificent breasts around his side,Twilight laughed and filled in for him, "Feeling kind of a bit too top-y? I'll admit, I did kinda work you up more for Coco-- oh, Sunset, you should see the dommy outfits my Rares has come up with. Let's just say that it didn't just get his dom the dom motor running; if I'd had more than just Coco there I might've forgotten about him until he burst his pants… and might have told him to let me finish!"

Sunset rested hir head comfortably against Hopper's broad left pectoral and peered around him at Twilight. "I suspect I might have some clues from what my Rarity's fitted to me," shi said with a laugh. "Different theme, though." Then shi rolled hir eyes and made a fond sigh. "Of course, sometimes, I have to promise to 'model' on her immediately after to get a fitting without her getting too grabby hands, or going in for a drink," shi said, patting hir slowly softening package and setting the piercings bouncing. "How gropey is yours, big guy?" shi asked.

Before Hopper could answer, Twilight ducked her horn under his right arm and squeezed his toned glutes, focusing on the far left buttock. "Give us a lap, baby?" she asked, nodding over at the couch. "Makes for better cooldown, then we can sandwich nice and good," she purred.

Hopper grunted a bit when Sunset grabbed his right hind cheek and began to massage it as well. He laughed softly and let them lead him over to the couch. "Rarity used to be subtle about it," he noted. "Of course, before, I had to give her the measurements for cocksleeves. Now she and the rest complain if I wear a sleeve, rather than steelsilk boxers. And somehow, every measurement has to be in my boxers, or in nothing at all." He disengaged from the amazonian pair and sat, his mountainous legs spread wide and the enormous mass of his package flopping down to the floor between.

They promptly hopped on and simultaneously rested their heads against his shoulders. He spread his wings obligingly, and one muscular amber and one muscular lavender arm snuggled in between his back and the couch. And then, unerringly, they seized his butt again and began to rub.

Sunset smirked, and ran a hand over hir soft cock again, looking wistfully between it and Hopper's. "Oh, come on," shi scoffed. "Like you're really objecting to having those nice, talented hands all over your dick, or showing off for a sexy muscle babe. Tell it to a mare who doesn't know how a shaft feels in a tailor's hands, bub, or what it's like to see a pretty mouth make an 'O' shape even if she's seen it before."

Twilight just started laughing, full body. Her huge muscles flexed and quivered, her giant tits danced and she pointed her free hand smugly at Hopper while Sunset smirked. The futazon pulled hir hand from behind his back, reached down to stroke the fourteen inch diameter girth, and made a jealous pout. "It's not fair that you're more than twice as wide, too!" shi told him, and as hir own erection began to throb back to full stiffness, added, "Twi, gotta tell you, I'm not sure how you convince him to walk around with it in his pants in the first place!"

Both female and futa fell to laughing and jiggling all over the place as a reddish glow burned beneath his matte black skin. The flush swiftly extended from his cheeks down all the way out to his shoulders and across his pectoral muscles. Even the muscular frame of his wings began to blush! Hopper opened his mouth. Closed it. Opened it again. He couldn't say a thing!

Recovering first, Twilight smirked and nibbled on the flush-warmed skin over his near pec. After a few moments, she explained, "When I take him out in public, it hardly matters. He's clocked more than a few poor distracted littles in the head and body with that thing… and believe me, it leaks onto the sidewalk! There was this one curvy little mare the first time I brought him out, just came out of a gym, if I hadn't sent her on her way, she'd've been humping his balls or leg in public!" Twilight flexed her huge sixty inch left bicep hard and kissed the top. "Had to make it clear that while I was his bitch, I wasn't sharing him with anyone without discussing it first."

Hopper muttered, "Then you went and shared me with Coco anyway." A goofy grin spread on his face, and be prodded Twilight's rump heavily. "Not that I minded, no."

Twilight smirked, and leaned her head in against Hopper's chest and shoulder. Kissing her way along the tremendous musculature, she said, "Point is…" She laughed a bit with self-deprecation. "Point is, he's a sweet young colt at heart, and I'm all the happier for it." She gave a contented sigh, and kissed the blush on Hopper's cheek.

"I'm… fine," Hopper said with a grunt. "I'm a little young, and yes, Luna has made it clear I'm not to cultivate ennui." He squeezed his huge arms tightly behind both amazons' rugged shoulders, between wing and back, gasping lightly as Sunset continued to explore his body eagerly. Hir strong fingers roamed over him, touching at his taut abs and those parts of his quads shi and Twilight weren't sitting on-- but always roaming back to the giant cock in the middle.

Wit hir right hand, anyway. The left kept firmly on hir own plump dick, wanking the poor edged member constantly. While Sunset otherwise explored his body, Twilight pinched one of Hopper's blushing cheeks. "You're so cute like this!" she reassured him.

The fact that she groped his rugged rump at the same time honestly didn't make him feel less wanted. Or less teased. The blush continued-- as did increasingly lower rumbles from his chest. His vast, dark wings feathermarked over both smaller alicorns, but mostly, he just let them play with his body as they would.

There was a strange comfort to their proprietary explorations and taunting; a reassurance that the frustrated subspace lock that Twilight had fallen under on their first night could never repeat.

Meanwhile, Sunset was stringing hir fist along hir huge three-foot dick. "Unf," shi grunted, jaw hanging open and panting again as hir other hand explored Hopper's colossal cock in wonder. Twilight ran her hand along Hopper's trembling, tightening chest, squeezing the impossibly strong muscles. Raising an eyebrow, she looked over at Sunset's "cooldown" activity and said, "I'm actually kinda glad he isn't as eager to whip it out and play with it as you are, Sunset."

She snorted; Sunset's lube was squirting onto Twilight's tits, shi was jerking so hard. That which wasn't falling on Hopper's overwhelming seven foot one inch length, anyway. Each drop that fell made Sunset whine and gush from pussy and prick alike all the more. Like each drop was an obscene sacrifice to the larger member. "You're positively dick-obsessed," Twilight said with another sniff, though she left salacious slurps and lewd licks across Hopper's heaving chest. "Isn't your Big Mac big enough for you?"

Sunset snorted and sniffed, "Just because pussy is primary for you if it isn't attached to me or him doesn't mean I'm obsessed for liking cock going in or coming out." Shi groaned. "And you know you like my dick, whether or not your stud's being meanie-hot bigger than me." Licking hir lips, she began to feverishly rub hir thumb over the sensitive flare, pointing straight at Twilight's tits. "Tell me you don't want me to cum on you, and I'll drink it down," shi challenged.

Twilight smirked. She gave a raunchy whistle, stuffed her strong hands up under her monumental rack, and held the mega-mams up high and proud. "You're lucky we're in cooldown or I'd leap across Hopper's lap and grab me some perforated prick." Letting her lavender skin run smoothly over her fingers, she pressed her hands forward under the juicy breastflesh, then shook and bounced the titanic titties. "Gimme gimme, Shimmy Shimmy!"

Rolling his eyes, Hopper grumbled, "Do I get any say in this? I mean, in theory, you're just talking about me like a piece of meat and talking about crashing around in my lap."

Stroking hir fingers back and rolling the frenum piercing right behind hir triumphant flare, Sunset licked hir lips and looked right at him. "Same to you, Mister Gigantic Super-Hot Penis," shi panted, keeping hirself barely edged. "Tell me you don't want to see your marefriend covered in futa goo. Tell me you don't want to have us squirm on that fucking giant dick-- Mac's only six feet long, has gone monogamous on me, and he's sixteen feet tall! You've even got proportional, O Alicorn of Selfishness With Super-Cocks! Tell me you don't want us squirming together and licking my jizz off her while yours bounces in her belly, and I'll crawl off and jerk off bent over so she can watch."

Shi glared fiercely at Hopper, then let out a long whine. "Just choose one way or another, stud!" she moaned. "I gotta cum soon and I am not edging myself much longer out of scene!"

Hopper mumbled, and Twilight shook a stern finger. "Enthusiastic consent, sweetie," she ordered. "Or dissent. Make it clear."

His oversized prick curling back around and squirming around futa and female legs alike, Hopper blushed. Quietly, he said, "Yes, Sunset. Fine. Just realize I'm going to pound your ass all the harder afterwards because the primitive side of me wants to make sure you know I'm alpha cock."

Sunset looked at hir bulging futadick, and then at Hopper's giant length. "Is he always this obtuse, Twi?" she whimpered, though shi ceaselessly caressed her left hand over his massive cockbase, tending to it nearly as lustfully as shi wanked hirself. "Of course I'm the beta bitch! I… I… Twi!" she gasped, and slid hir hand down slightly on hir huge cock. The pierced prick bulged and swelled as hir huge nuts disgorged themselves down the stiff horsedick, and out in long, splattering ropes all over Twilight's upthrust U-cups.

The two huge knockers were wobbled and wiggled about, fat nipples stiff and pretty, while Sunset's spunk painted their purple masses white. Twilight groaned. "He… can be… I think it's the balls… unnnh, that's it, sexy, give Momma all your seed. Give it all to me," she groaned at the orgasming futa, ignoring Hopper yet again. Or mostly ignoring him; like Sunset, she flexed and bulged her calf to further stimulate his squirming shaft as it coiled around their legs.

Rumbling quietly and rolling his eyes, Hopper had to admit privately that he did like watching Twilight get covered in spunk. He might prefer his own over her vast curves and vaster muscles, of course. But Twilight's full-throttle enthusiasm, her cheer and delight in fun with her friends was awe-inspiring to behold. Especially when she hit blissful exuberance nearly as transcendent as when she had a new book. How could he not love how she bounced and wiggled her tits, making sure she got Sunset-spooge in as many places as she could, smiling all the while?

He had to love her for it, and thus had to love Sunset for hir loving and horny contribution. In many ways, seeing hir please his woman, seeing hir give Twilight the loving, friendly fun she needed, warmed his heart even more than the intensely stimulating and obsessively appreciative envy shi had for his bigger cock. Twilight was increasingly not merely his object of lust and affection, but a part of the foundations of his soul. Sunset's mutual love and adoration with her, therefore, gave him the goofiest smile.

And the inspiration to plant his huge hands between their wings and shove the two of them together, giant tit to gianter tit, across his lap as Sunet squeezed out the last few spunk-strands. "Hey now!" spluttered Sunset. "We're not back in scene yet, lunk!"

Before Twilight could do much more than growl, Hopper began to massage both amazons' tight back muscles, especially around the wingbases. "Just helping," he declared with a big grin that mostly got skeptical glances. But as his fingers continued to run deep into the titanic hardness of both alicorns' muscles, the pair slowly melted into groans. "After all," he noted, "You'd need to be close for that licking you promised to show me, and I need to brace you to massage right. But maybe my horniness is slowing my thinking down even though I'm not in a stallion body right now."

Giggling between groans, Twilight snorted and leaned down to take long licks of where Hopper's smooshing the pair of them together had soaked Sunset's spooge back onto hir S-cup melons. "He's got a point," she rumbled contentedly. "Mm, you've been eating well, too," she told Sunset. "The big lunk is still tastier, but maybe you should eat your Twilight out more often; clearly, no matter which me, we're the best part of a diet," she said smugly.

Sunset raised an eyebrow, and looked at Hopper. When the big youth smirked and said, "It's Barb's cooking, and you can't have her either," Sunset laughed, and began to vigorously push hir back against Hopper's hand, getting a little space to suck and slurp hir cum from Twilight's body.

As they continued to lick off each other, Hopper's coiling cock squeezing and fondling their legs, Twilight decided to take the better part of valor and sniffed. Taking a long slurp of one of Sunset's cum-smears across her own gigantic breast, Twilight noted, "Anyway. You can't say I have it all my own way. He's a sweetie pie, but you've got twelve feet of AJ and super boobs on her! And sixteen feet of Mac!"

A stuck-out tongue was the first response she got. Not one to miss such an opportunity, Twilight fiercely prenched Sunset, re-claiming Sunset's lapped-up cum with an aggressive, tongue-wrestling suction. The ruggedly defined futa broke the kiss and sniffed. "Cheater. Cum stealer. At least the women over here don't treasure nice, virile seed well enough; Mac's set me up with a couple of his friends, and when I double team 'em with some of the girls and futas here, I usually get the fullest belly."

Stretching out lazily and flexing hir magnificently sculpted, beautifully enormous muscles, shi sighed. Sunset grinned up at Hopper and purred, "If I don't have to spend all night introducing my frenum ladder to their rectums and flare to their prostates before they I understand I'm in charge. I like a nice tight butt as much as the next futa, but it's nice to get plowed once in awhile."

Hopper really couldn't disguise his interest. Not when Sunset's casual brag got the heavy veins of his member throbbing roughly against both subs' calves. Shi patted his heavy pecs, and gave a squeeze of the huge, plump, hard muscle. "Don't worry, Twi told me you like to give rather than receive."

Hir eyes glittered. "And that-- ooh-- that's why your bulgy balls are getting better, because you'd like to wreck my rump all the more because I make curious and willing boys, girls, and futas alike squeal and call me mastress," shi purred. "Trust me, I do not mind that urge… Anyway. Just sit there, be pretty, and think quietly about that," shi said, and turned back to chatting with hir friend.

Chuckling, shi kissed Twilight's cheek gently. Wistfully, shi said, "None of them are as big as Mac in the sack, in my poor, understuffed holes, or tall-wise. But AJ just hats me with those tits of hers. Which is nice on the old horn, but kind of distracting. This guy's in the sweet spot-- treasure that. Even when he finishes growing, you'll see there's some benefit to male-flatness. No damn hatting unless you want to bury your face in those boob-sized nuts. Which I really want to do a few more times now… what do you think, Twi, should we go motorboating, testicleavage style?"

Hopper frowned with concentration. There was really only so much tantric redirection he could stuff into cum-creation and testicle enlargement. Objecting, he said, "Hey. I'd like to start up again if we're going to get really into something intense."

Twilight finished licking the last of Sunset's cum off her gigantic melons through the simple expedient of arching her back over Hopper's hand and shoving the huge teat up with a hand, slurping lewdly around her drenched nipple. Then she waved a hand at him. "Shhh, Bunnybutt," she told him with an arrogant sniff. "I like the way this futa thinks."

Pulling back his gigantic shaft, Hopper released the pair's backs. "I'm warning the two of you," he grumbled. "I am not just here for the pair of you to get your testosterone contact highs on."

"You're not?" Twilight asked, giggling and clapping her hands bouncily together in front of her enormous boobs. "Are you sure, Rabbit-rump?"

As Hopper glared, Sunset cleared hir throat, and stroked one strong finger sinuously over hir collar. "I dunno, Sparkle," shi drawled. "Isn't that just a typical stud for you, man or stallion? Collars us, makes us his horny, drooling bitches, and thinks he can get away with shit." Shi sniffed. "Thinks he's got us tamed or something." Shi folded hir wings in and planted hir meaty fists on hir expansive hips. Though shi also spread hir massively muscular thighs apart, hir huge cock already at its stiff, full three feet and dripping precum onto the floor between his feet.

Twilight purred, tickling Sunset's frenum piercings with two fingers again. As she pulled her wings in as well, her face turned towards Hopper with a smug, sly look. "Yeah, Shimmy," she told her fellow lap-occupant. "Big muscled, big cocked, big balled bastard." She slammed her larger fists down on her cushier hips, and without planning, the pair simultaneously humped their luscious haunches against his abs and quads. "Whatcha think you're gonna do about it, sweetie-master?" she said with a leer.

And then squealed and yelped out a series of objections in chaotic, indignant harmony with Sunset. Dispensing with banter, Hopper simply rose to his feet, and casually pushed the pair off his lap. Both had locked their legs around his again, with thighs that could crush demon lords and shatter mountains pushing down and calves like the fists of lesser war gods pushing back up. It didn't stop him; he just rolled them as though they were lighter than paper.

The squeals were indignant; the yelps, more like passionate moans, of course. Hopper put on a show for his lovely subs, just like their bratting got his blood beating. As he pushed them both down, he arched his own wings high over his head, "threatening" the pair of them while he overflexed his biceps and forearms deliberately, spending more effort in showing off for his muscle-worshipping hyper-amazon sluts.

Hopper brought his gigantic foot down on Sunset's squirming glutes, careful of hir tail. The impressively strapping futa writhed and pushed down at the floor as hard as shi could without shattering the siege-hardened structure. Polite and giving hirself, shi also flexed, moving her wings out of the way. Shi squirmed up a pose beneath him, rippling hir magnificently massive peaks out and tightening quads and hamstrings alike. All aimed to entice the muscle-lusting hyper-giant dom above her.

And show off for Twilight, of course.

Slinking her body up against Hopper's titanic, columnar leg, Twilight squeezed and fondled the potent thigh while draping her enormous breasts over his bulging calf and knee. Nonetheless, she pouted at him. "Hey, master, what's the big deal?" she asked, as she reached towards his low-hanging sack. "If you weren't going to stop us from rubbing up into your pretty nuts--"

"Sparkle," Hopper growled, and both futa and female hyperzon groaned and shuddered with submissive delight. Sunset kept fighting, while Twilight froze, looking up at him. Panting, her tongue lolling out and her toes curled behind him, she winced theatrically as he glared at her-- or glared as much as he could, anyway.

This was his Twilight, and he didn't really have the heart to glower much. He plunged on. "You are disappointing me, Sparkle. If I have to prep the new meat for the sandwich, your role as bread will be 'mattress' and not 'well stuffed switch bitch.'"

Slowly nodding with grave serious only marred by a loving wink, Twilight kissed Hopper's tremendous quad, and suddenly, the mini-giantess whipped off from his leg to pounce the squirming Sunset. "My apologize, Master Bunny," she cooed. "May I correct my error and get your newest bitch's rebellious little asshole ready for you to claim properly?"

As Sunset let out a shuddering gasp, cumming onto the carpet, Twilight reflexively slapped the futa's gurgling balls. Only lightly of course, but she did graby even before Hopper gave his permission and stepped back. "Naughty, dirty bitch," growled Twilight as she hauled the climaxing warfuta into her arms and trapped hir oversized prick in a stern two-fisted lock. One huge hand grasped tight atop the other at Sunset's thick cock's base. The sudden pressure made Sunset whimper and flag hir tail as it cut off hir orgasm completely. "Gonna make you pay for loving how awesome our master is," she said with a wink at Hopper once more. "Pay by readying your ass to get fucked."