Arcane hums a little tune as he presses a few old buttons with his hoof. Masika sits by him in a co-pilot seat as she also helps him with the controls. Monifa happily smiles in the back behind them while she sits in a seat with an over-the-shoulder restraint over her. Another couple of seats stand by her, devoid of anything there, as they only rented this ship for the day and they need the room for all the cargo.

This ship, being an old cargo clunker, is almost matching the cargo space of the old ship they are going to. So if it’s filled to the brim with supplies and cargo, they have more than enough room to collect it all. It’s old, patched up, and welded pretty well. One thing that is for sure is when krogan repair and build stuff, they make them last.

Arcane hums a happy tune as he drives the ship past the clouds. “Okay. Bridge first, collect the manifest, and then go and grab the cargo they have floating in there,” he explains as Monifa kicks her legs around while she looks at everything.

Masika smirks before turning to face the alicorn. “Are you hoping to get one of us alone? Maybe…get in a little tight space?” she asks teasingly.

Arcane blushes heavily before sighing. “Why are you two the only ones to make me flustered like this?” he asks the plainly obvious question. However, there is also an obvious answer.

Masika giggles. “Because we love you and want to be proper mates. Offer our bodies and souls to whatever you want and need. That is our role as zebra wives to you.”

Arcane raises an eyebrow and slowly looks at Monifa smiling at him and shyly waving a hoof when she notices him staring. She gives a very cute filly-like giggle that almost sounds like a schoolmare if anything. He then turns to look at Masika and blinks in surprise as she has turned her seat and is now spreading her legs and body, showing herself off even with the suit on. A very knowing smirk is plastered all over her face. “So…anything…?” he asks, very unsure. He has asked Monifa before, but maybe hearing from the mother and eldest one here can shed better light on this.

Masika slowly saunters up onto her hooves before almost slithering into the alicorn’s lap. “Go ahead and ask about ‘anything,’” she almost dares him to do so. Her very sultry eyes are just begging for him to press this further as she figures his questions would become more perverse as they go deeper and deeper as he might come up with one ridiculous question after another.

Arcane blushes so badly, that he thinks he is becoming light-headed with all the blood in his head. “Well…” he coughs into his hoof, trying to find the wrecked ship in the distance more interesting, but fails badly as Masika’s swinging tail slowly makes his gaze turn back to her. “Sell…Selling your bodies for…anything…?” he asks tepidly, almost as if he is stepping through a landmine of a field that just has layers one over another.

Masika giggles. “We are expected to make credits off of our bodies anyway. Zebra mares and fillies are taught this the entire time. If we are going to be put out there, we might as well make a profit from it,” she proclaims. Monifa even moans behind sealed lips as her legs cross over one another. “Next?”

Arcane clears his throat as he blushes very heavily. Even through his dark fur, they can see his bright-tinted cheeks. “Well…leaving you two…someplace and…forget about you?” he asks gingerly. The first layer of landmines is gone. Done with the curiosity of Masika and her daughter. Now the next layer is another step.

“Allowed. Better if we are fucked and raped as well,” Masika mentions, humming a soft tone as her tail swishes behind her. Monifa bites her hoof now to silence herself as her legs tremble as she listens to all this. “Even better if you keep the foals for yourself and use them as your next wife,” she giggles, making her tail slap against her ass. Her skin ripples a little as the force is enough to make the alicorn stud notice and watch in rapt attention. “Next.”

Arcane bites his lower lip, trying to both keep calm and rack his brain full of leading questions that are becoming more perverted and insane now. The heat expelling from his head also isn’t helping the situation. “Make…Making you go and get raped for me to watch…and even record?” he asks, now starting to see the blush cross the mother’s cheeks while she still holds her smirk.

Masika laughs heartily. “Expected too. And we hope you record. Another walking talking species, monster, or pure strange alien. Whatever. We want to enjoy watching ourselves be defiled. And yes…we will act like the damsel in distress,” she promises. Monifa groans audibly now, her legs trying to squeeze criss-cross over one another so tight, it is almost like she has to keep it all in. “Next,” Masika says challengingly, happy to play this game.

All these damn minefields. A lot of layers and she is just peeling them off one after another with ease. “S-Stolen away…and raped by…anypony or anything. Force to…be a breeder for them…and cock sleeve…and more for years on end?” he asks hesitantly. This is a major question. Just in case they are taken from him by somepony foolhardy enough to try and he misses the chance to get them back in time.

Masika shivers, her eyes rolling up into her head as she can just imagine it. “Even if I don’t remember you anymore after so long and so much rape and births, I will forgive you when you come and save us. And do your every bidding. Whatever it is. Even if you didn’t want me or any other mate anymore.” Now that is surprising. How loyal are zebras to their mates to even allow this sort of thing? Even Monifa is gripping her seat restraint all the tighter as she moans a little louder. “Next…” she breathes out, licking her lips at what he might suggest next.

Arcane gulps. Two more levels. And it doesn’t help that Masika has her hoof on his crotch. “Ki…Ki…” he stutters, making Masika wonder what he is asking. “Ki…Killing you?” he asks, now sounding almost afraid of her answer.

Masika places a hoof on his cheek, giving it a slow pet to calm him down. “Yes,” she says simply. Monifa did calm down at the sound of his question. The question that brought them both to pause and forget about their lust for a moment. “You look like you have one more.”

Arcane slowly nods as the ship slowly comes closer. “Leaving you…forever,” he says, not a question this time. Masika’s tail has stopped wagging at this point to fan her ass. Instead, she is looking at her mate with comfort in her eyes.

Masika sighs, moving closer and wrapping her hooves around his neck. “I know there is going to always be a reason for the things you do. Whether logically, lustfully, or curiously. So, yes. I don’t mind if you leave me behind just like that. And certainly, we won’t care if you do. We will still love you all the same,” she admits, pulling her head back and looking at him with love in her eyes. She then uses a hoof and slowly guides his muzzle to face her. “So, yes. Do it if you so desire. Give us to another. Consensual or not. Give us to a creature to keep it entertained and leave us behind. Or, maroon us on an empty planet or one teeming with life that might look at us as food or breeding material. And all of that applies to the foals too,” she adds, placing a hoof against his slow-beating heart. “Whatever you wish for them, you can do it,” she promises, giving a tap to his chest once in a while. “Anything you do to us, you can do to them.”

Arcane can not wait anymore and leans his head forward to kiss the mare. Masika hums happily as she kisses back, all of the love between them on full display as Monifa smiles nervously at them. Just another example that her mother is made for Arcane and not her father. A much better match with all the love and respect they deserve for one another. And she would happily follow them. She then smiles even more as she watches Masika slowly guide one of his hooves to her flank and let him caress her. Monifa whimpers a little as she can only imagine being in her mother’s position.

They both then slowly separate and give a slow sigh. Each of them looks at each other with so much love in their eyes, that it can hardly compare to the building lust from before. “…Thank you,” he says warmly, getting another kiss on the lips as a reciprocating response.

Masika giggles and sighs. “It’s my job to you. One that I and Monifa will do for you proudly so you will never have to be fearful or troubled by any decisions to make.”

Arcane lets a smile slip through and hugs her tightly. “Okay…we should be getting close to the ship now,” mentions, slowly turning and looking at the sight before them. “…or…we’re here.”

The sight that greets them for their mission is a…troubled one. The news of this ship getting struck by a wayward asteroid or meteor plants in their mind that it could be a gaping hole through and through that left the ship disabled and that’s why it was abandoned. Instead, what they see is the entire ship torn in two, almost as if somepony split hot fresh bread in their hooves. Debris and tiny little shards of metal float aimlessly between the wreckage, showing almost a still frame of the last seconds of its life. Corridors and doors are seeable on the split half, showing a decent structure for a cargo ship, with the back end having fewer doors and corridors than the front.

“Shit…” Arcane curses, frowning as he makes the clunker shine a spotlight on the ship’s hull, taking in the features of it. “Okay. If it was a hole, this would have been easier. But since it split and if they split the cargo, that’s a problem.”

Masika hums, looking over the scrapyard mess they have to go through. “Split up maybe? One of us goes to check one half, the other pair checks the other?” she suggests, noticing Monifa looking excited to pair up with Arcane out of the corner of her eye. She does smile and gives a silent giggle at the reaction of her daughter.

Arcane nods as he frowns before looking at her. “Okay. I am going to dock on the bow port section of the ship. Our suits can seal up and give us about two hours of air. So I want you, Masika, to go down one of the corridors once we dock and float on over to the aft section. Check it out and see if any of the cargo is there,” he instructs. “Make sure to use the mag boots so you don’t go floating off. Monifa and I will check the bow and see if they stowed some of the cargo in there. I will share the list between you two,” the alicorn explains as he now types away on his omnitool while steering the ship closer to what looks like an airlock on the side.

The two mares’ omnitools beep as they get the cargo list and smile as they see the list. Arcane smiles as well as he slowly maneuvers their ship’s airlock hatch into place. “It’s a shared list so if one of us scans a cargo and matches, it can be crossed off the list and that’s one less to worry about. The omnitool has a small tractor beam for little stuff. Can’t handle a full-grown pony…or zebra in this case,” he says smirking at the smiling mother. “But it should be fine for what we need. Carry it back and we should be done within the hour. And if needing air, they gave us a couple of air tanks to use,” Arcane mentions, nodding his head to the flickering light of the oxygen machine near the airlock door with a couple of tanks with hoses connected to the machine. “So the whole day if needed.”

Masika smiles proudly at her mate. “Thought of everything,” she says, impressed.

Arcane blushes and looks away as the ship shudders. An echoing clang of metal on metal and a hissing noise reaches their ears a little afterward. The sign they have docked. “Though, I do want to know one thing before we go,” he asks, getting the mares’ attention as Monifa lifts the restraint and steps off her seat.

Masika hums, tilting her head curiously. “Yes?”

Arcane clears his throat, looking away embarrassed. “Can I…see your flanks?” he asks, surprising Monifa the most with wide eyes as her legs tremble. Though her mother looks very amused. “I…just want to see how your panties look through the suits again.”

Monifa blushes beet red in what her mate just asked for. So bold in his own right. And even bolder to ask for her mother too. “O-O-Our flanks…?” she stammers out, trying to believe that he is asking for their bodies and to enjoy the sight of them. “And…pa-pa-pa-panties?” she babbles, shaking in her suit so nervously, she might knock her helmet off from vibration alone.

Arcane blushes deep red, clearing his throat and looking away. “If it’s too much trouble…we can go ahead with the mission and…”

“N-Not at all!” she squeaks, hastily turning around. It makes the stallion realize that maybe her demeanor didn’t stem from her being uncomfortable, but from her being aroused instead.

“To speak bluntly, you fucked us both many times and even together. This hardly is something to be nervous about,” Masika points out, turning around as well and pressing her flank against her daughters.

‘If she puts it like that…it does seem pretty silly of me,’ he acknowledges while gazing upon their two fat plots with the panty outline seen…at least on Masika.

Monifa instead shows the outline of her marehood, not even having bothered to wear underwear.

“I hope, the sight is still f-fine,” she stammers out, hoping to not have ruined it for her stud.

“Not at all. I find it very beautiful,” he reassures, blushing a bit more heavily as he says that while having trouble keeping his length down.

“Too bad we have a job to do. But how about after a hard day of work, you can have us both in bed? If it strikes your fancy, invite some krogans too. Whatever you are most comfortable with. We won’t say no~” she teases, making the alicorn gulp and nod dumbly.

He continues to stare for another moment, before deciding it is time to move on with the mission. He wants to get this done as fast as possible, so they can get to…the relaxation.

Arcane gently presses the buttons on the airlock control with his magic. The door and air hiss as it rushes in to fill the void. They do have their helmets on just in case as they don’t want to deal with an area exposed to the coldness of space. And it doesn’t take long for their helmet lights to shine enough brightness into the short umbilical cord into the airlock chamber of the former working cargo ship.

Arcane is the first to go, helping lead the way to go and where to step. The mares are right behind him with some uneasiness in their steps as they look at the doorway ahead. Once they reach the other end, the real entryway to the ship, Arcane slowly works away at the creaking manual dog arm and handwheel that he also notices moves the lockout pins on the edges. Seems they decided to go very cheap for one of their two ships. The pins and spinning wheel then clank to a stop before Arcane pushes it open, letting his two mares inside. He then uses his immense strength and pushes the door closed from the inside, making sure to get the wheel spinning and locked in place as well for the airlock to cycle.

Monifa jumps a bit startled as she hears a sharp hiss of air entering the airlock while the MILF notices the flickering screen of an old monitor that keeps track of the status of the airlock. “At least we still got power and air in certain parts of the ship,” Arcane notes, going to the other doorway that is the barrier to their destroyed ship. He then uses his magic before frowning and now using his hooves. The alicorn grits his teeth and uses his great strength to spin the wheel past the build-up of any dust, rust, and underuse into a spinning motion. The two mares watch in awe and pure pleasurable satisfaction as they keep an eye on their mate’s muscles and how much they flex and bulk up when it’s needed.

Arcane gives a little cheer as the pins and the wheel spin and pull back freely to reveal a hallway. One that is not unlike their Hammerhead hallway when you enter on one of the lifts. Tall, broad, and with enough room for a krogan and any cargo they might hauling around. Even Arcane smiles at not having to bend down so his horn doesn’t knock into something. “Wow. Spacious,” he jokes with a chuckle as he checks his omnitool on the atmosphere.

Masika giggles as well, enjoying the fact they do not have to bend around or be limber as much as they should in this ship. She was expecting a mess everywhere that would have made it hard to move around. But if the real damage is in the cracked part and contained there, then they should have no issue.

Arcane’s omnitool beeps, showing the status readings of the atmosphere. “All clear. We have good oxygen in this half,” he hums as he looks around where they can go. “Keep your helmets on for this though. You don’t want to encounter a sudden leak and suffocate,” he warns, lightly tapping Monifa’s helmet to her amusement.

Masika then smirks, eyeing the two with a glint in her eye. “You know, this is a perfect opportunity,” she starts, making Arcane give a sideways glance. “You two can go off and fuck as you please. Leave the work to me,” she suggests, making Monifa blush bright red under her helmet as she gives off a little cute squeak.

Arcane gives a slightly annoyed frown before sighing. “Um…honey?” he asks, getting a smirk from the MILF.

“I also respond to sexy, sweetie, MILF, cougar, slut, zeeb, bitch, and wife,” Masika teases, giggling at the exasperated reaction of her mate. “Yes, my stud?” she asks, more calmly and even leaning her flank against his very strong legs.

Arcane sighs. “Wife…?”

“Yes?” Masika asks, playing it up. “Didn’t you brag loudly to your uncle that you would marry me? Or something along those lines~” she reminds him, eyes going half-lidded with a grin.

Arcane groans. “…I…may be going to fuck your daughter…” he admits, making Monifa blush and look away in embarrassment. Though Masika grins heavily and giggles. “Please don’t laugh,” he requests as he can feel his cock twitching under his suit.

“It is nothing new. And let me have some fun. After all, you will have yours~ And later on, I can give you a private concert too. I did pack my outfit from when I was on the stage back in the day,” she offers, going to his side and hip-bumping him, before a hoof trails under his barrel and along his dick outline.

Arcane shivers, his tail flicking up and around at her touch. “Ou-Outfit?” he asks, wondering what kind of outfit she even wears if she is this famous. “What…How sexy?” he asks the more important question as he tries to keep a straight face.

“Very skimpy rockstar sexy. Thong, skirt, tube top, slutty makeup, net stockings on all legs. The whole nine yards. Obviously, the guitar is packed too, to sell it. I am sure you will enjoy yourself with a private concert,” she says, grinning with her hoof continuing to rub.

Arcane blinks in shock before looking over the mare. He almost imagined her as the classic operatic or jazz singer in a long dress. But…rockstar? “Rockstar? Wow…I got a lot to learn about your former life,” he admits, shaking his flank a little to get rid of the tingling sensation that Masika is causing him.

“I will have to get my haircut and dye it again a little. I can rock that look. I was the wet dream of many. Probably am still now with the porn I made,” she closes her eyes and hums, recalling those times. Her hoof retracts as well.

Arcane almost misses that touch but leans his head down and up close to her thoughtful and dreaming face. “Do you miss it?” he asks sincerely.

“I suppose so. But being a mom came first. Well, I did do it part-time even then but haven’t for about three years now. So it hasn’t been that long still. Maybe I should get back to it,” she muses, tapping her chin.

Arcane raises an eyebrow at her thinking smile. “You want to do it while being fucked, right?” he asks, figuring she wants her returning debut to be sexy. “Big stallion behind you, fucking your flank, while you play?”

“You would be surprised, but that is how I did many of my performances. It is hard to do, so not many have been doing it. Hitting notes while you are getting rammed is an art form, but I will demonstrate it to you later. If you want, I can even be your mommy too~” she purrs, suggesting another possible fetish they could try.

Arcane sighs. “Auntie, help me,” he whispers to the air. “Later…maybe…right now…go look for the cargo. Me and Monifa will…”

”Fuck like rabbits?” Masika jokes, making the two blush and eep in shock. The MILF laughs wholeheartedly, enjoying the fun she is having. “Okay. I will leave you two alone. Just be sure to record for me and our foals to watch,” she keeps laughing, starting to walk towards the sheared-off section of the ship so she can jump to the other half that is floating aimlessly in space.

This leaves Monifa and Arcane alone. The mare breathes hotly in her suit. “…You can do me whenever you want. You know that, right? I am yours…and would love for you to use and degrade me when you want to,” she offers, not wasting any time as the interaction between him and her mother is not just affecting Arcane.

Arcane nods before slowly turning to the smaller mare. “Your mother…has one of the sexiest flanks,” he whispers, glancing back a little and watching the large ass jiggle in her suit. Monifa meanwhile falls to her ass, hooves between her legs.

“I heard that.”

“DAMN IT!” Arcane curses as Masika laughs over the radio.

“I-I know. I am unworthy of you in comparison. So please, be hard on me…the way you talked earlier on the ship about doing unspeakable things to us…to me…it is hot,” she admits, body trembling.

Arcane slowly nods, blushing as well. “Let’s head to the bridge…maybe seal off some rooms for us so we can breathe,” he says, using his wing and wrapping it around her to keep her close to him. However, that doesn’t stop the mare from moving her head under his barrel and watching his shaft throb under his suit.

“I c-can hardly wait. No need to ask for permission. Do whatever you want. Be abusive too if you want,” she tries to coax him, very much having her thoughts still float to the earlier conversation.

Arcane gives off a deep hum that Monifa can feel through their suits when pressed up against him. “I know…just…let me handle things,” he says, following the deteriorated signs for the bridge. “And…your mother is sexy in some areas…but you are very cute in others,” he admits, trying to make it the fact that Monifa can pull her weight as his mate and mean it. “The way you blush and squeak always makes me want to cuddle you and…Monifa?” he asks, stopping his stride, feeling her not moving.

Arcane looks down under his wings and sees her passed out with her whole face redder than the black on her stripes. Arcane cries out in fear and picks up the mare in his hooves, shaking her a little. “Monifa! Speak to me girl!” he calls afraid before seeing her blink and slowly roll her head around. “Oh, my aunt. I am so sorry. I didn’t realize that was too much for you,” he apologizes before blinking as Monifa slowly hugs his muzzle and lightly nuzzles her helmet against it. “Monifa?”

“…Thank you…”

Arcane stares at the mare before sighing and hugging her back. He lets a small smile grace his lips before placing the mare on his back so she doesn’t fall behind if she passes out again. Besides, she needs to conserve her energy and air if they want to do this. Her mother is a big mare. She can handle herself.

“Wheee…” Masika cheers as she floats through the hallway of the dead half of the ship, her legs kicking around like she is swimming. If anything, this can make zero gravity become a day spa. Now she wonders if their home planet has already made such a place. And who can it be run by?

Those thoughts swim in her head as she floats towards the marked cargo hold. If they want to find these, that’s the best place to start. Masika then activates the magnetized boots on her suit and lands with a clunk. She smiles up at the large bulkhead doorway, broken open somehow as it is lopsided. So when she walks in, she marvels at the floating boxes in the hold. “Oh. Payday,” she jokes before frowning. “No. That doesn’t work,” she says to herself as she tries to start scanning the cargo boxes.

Masika slowly pushes a box away to find more to scan and stops when she spots something…blobby. “What?” she starts to ask, getting closer to the almost breathing…mass of flesh. The way it breathes in and out like a chest, she wonders how can something like this little thing survive. Masika looks around, trying to see if she can spy more, but can’t find any other sign. Instead, she takes one more glance before scanning the floating box nearby and groans as it beeps and error. “Fuck you…” she mutters, getting closer and almost stepping on the creature.

As Masika tries to scan the tag to scan this box better, she doesn’t notice a long fleshy tendril slowly climbing up and wrapping around her hindlegs. Masika then spies the barcode tag and smiles as she scans it. “PerFUCK!” she yells as she is suddenly grabbed and pulled away. Away from the fleshy blob and boxes, down into a vent hole in the wall. She grunts, trying to grip the edge before screaming as another tendril comes up and wraps around her head and neck, yanking her down into the core of the ship.

Arcane grunts, leaning up against the wall as he lets Monifa stay under him, lapping and suckling away at the head of his large cock. Already precum is covering the mare’s head as she nibbles and sucks hard on his flared head, trying to get everything to coax him to cum. His clothes are pulled down only enough for the part that is important to him to undress. Their helmets are even off to the side so they can breathe the stale air of the ship as they stand in a little office space on the bridge. “Monifa…fuck…” he breathes out, panting as he looks down at the cute mare treating him like the stud he is.

She mumbles around his large tip, tongue lapping and wiggling at the opening that is spewing out his salty pre. Her hooves meanwhile hug and jerk the rest of his dick. There are hearts in her eyes, showing just how much she is loving that they are doing this instead of waiting for later.

Arcane groans, thrusting his hips with every hard suck. “Monifa…don’t…don’t forget my balls,” he asks before yelping as she reaches over and massages his ball sack. They even twitch in response and clench under her touch while she gives a sucking lap with each touch and jerk she does. “Fuck…too good…”

She is very devoted, the noisy slurps only increasing as she is sucking down any of his arousal in an instant. Her hooves softly fondle his balls, while her jaw strains, as she pushes a bit more of his dick into her maw. She gags as her throat gets stretched, moving back and forth. It is tight, which is no surprise, considering his sheer girth.

Arcane reaches a hoof down, placing it on the back of her head and forcing her a little deeper. “Fuck…more…” he pants, hearing her choke and tapping his throbbing shaft. Her attempts to tap out didn’t work as it feels like she is both stroking and squeezing his cock. “Close…” he breathes out, feeling his balls starting to throb and expand a little even.

That he doesn’t let her up, makes her pussy squirt out on the floor, face turning blue, but she obediently pushes further, seesawing a bit back and forth as it rakes along her throat. Her hooves stroke him harder and more insistently, trying to make him cum, even as she continues to choke.

Arcane then grunts, knowing that a load travels down his length and up to his flared head. Monifa struggles to take the large load past the stretched lips of his shaft, but then it slips through and hoses down her stomach. The mare squeals, trying to go deeper and even keep stroking him. Even trying to push the bulging loads down further his length to make him cum faster. Arcane sighs, feeling each hose down into the poor mare. “Fucking…good…” he pants, shutting his eyes as he rides his high and lets his lustfulness take over to drown this female in his seed.

Her stomach bulges out from the sheer volume of it, as it pushes back out of her gullet. Her cheeks bulge before they shoot out of her nose and mouth seal. The pressure pushes the rest of the dick out, spraying her straight in the face and making her cry out. She shudders as some of it seeps around the neck inside her suit, coughing a bit as she takes some gulps of air.

“A-At this rate I want you cumming inside my suit and making it slimy like it was after the glory hole,” she murmurs, but loud enough for Arcane to hear.

Arcane cracks an eye open, gritting his teeth as he grabs his dick with a hoof. His flank flexes as he cums another heavy load onto the mare, making her sputter and cough from the sudden drop. “You want to…see how far I can go?” he pants, starting to jerk his shaft and making another bucket load splatter all over the mare. “This…place will never be visited again. I…am curious,” he says quickly, grunting as he fires off another load, but this one Monifa gets up close and lets it spurt down into her suit as she pulls part of the flexible parts away to let it drip down. Arcane uses that moment to shove that dick in as more leaks out. She moans whorishly, both at his words and how he is now actively filling the suit.

“I-I always tell you, b-but go as far as you want. I will never stop you. I o-only get off to it,” she assures him, trying to coax him to unleash his innermost desires onto her.

“Fuck…” Arcane huffs, letting, at last, his full breeding stallion nature be unleashed. Load after load fills the mare’s suit, making her squirm and struggle as it seems to encase her in sticky white cum. The rest then slowly spill out like an overfilled cup and flood the ground from her flank, where the suit is opened. Although there are scratches and some dents everywhere, the flood is contained in the small room as it slowly fills up with hot musky sperm that makes the female swoon at the powerful stud’s breeding loads. She doubts she would have a chance like this again so it seems he is taking the chance to finally let loose. “So much…” he pants, still jerking his throbbing and hot dick, spurting out more and more jizz that is endless. Even after being on his high for ten minutes to fill up this room.

Monifa simply nuzzles the shaft and peppers it in kisses, very approving that he is soaking her in his mess, just like the room. “I-I hope there will be a day where I cannot wash off the smell of your cum,” she voices, hips humping the ground needily.

“Shut up and drown,” Arcane grunts, a hoof on her head and pushing her under like he is drowning her in water. But with cum, it makes her suffocate much faster as she struggles under the still-filling flooding room. “Just drown and choke…slut…” he grunts, feeling his dick hose out load after load as he doesn’t let it stop.

She sputters under the cum, gagging and choking, doing as she is told. It makes her small stubby tail flag and her folds wink, while her eyes gaze up at him with clear approval.

Arcane’s hooves move around, moving the heavy sticky cum with a heavy gurgle, and somehow make a worse mess on her suit. If she isn’t stinking after a couple of washes, it will be now. He then blinks as he looks at the mare looking up at him with love in her eyes as she chokes and swallows load after load down her gullet. His hoof pulls her up and makes her cough and sputter before he sighs and grabs his dick. Monifa looks up curiously before squeaking as he fires off a waterfall of a load that covers whatever is left unwashed now. He is about to will himself to stop before wanting to try something she said last time this sort of thing happened with her suit. “Give me a prayer,” he requests, holding his next load as he jerks his shaft. “Devote…and pray for this and me…” he pants, feeling his balls throbbing and becoming bigger from holding load after load.

“Y-Yes!” she affirms, her horny mind happily trying to think something up, “I p-pray to Arcane and his godly cock! I am nothing but a mere bitch servant to my superior! A useless piece of meat! Please guide me, rape me, and abuse me in the worst ways, oh Arcane and cock! For this lowly servant doesn’t deserve to be anything more than a plaything!” she rambles off, pussy leaking heavily.

Arcane grunts, feeling a large bulge slowly travel up his shaft. “And…you shall have it…slut…” he pants quickly while aiming his tip towards her face. Monifa squeals as he lets loose another heavy waterfall of jizz. One that lasts so long, that it makes his previous loads look like nothing in comparison as he groans above the drowning mare. Her hooves are even stuck in a praying position and she kneels before him while she tries to drink what she can and let the rest bless her body. A true devoted mare to one of a godly cock and equally godly balls.

“A-Amen!” she finishes, the perverted duo both relishing immensely in this heavy cum play. “N-No other dick can produce this much. So it only d-deserves worship,” she affirms, panting. “Now t-then. I am baptized. What else can I do for you, my god? I will serve you in whatever way is needed. No matter if you are in a gentle or cruel mood.”

Arcane fires off another longer load at the mere sound of her voice praying to him and her question. Just this true devotion. But, now he wants to stop for a bit. So he grits his teeth and slowly wills himself to stop the hose from firing off load after load. The mare even pants and looks up to see the tip only leaking cum as they stand or kneel with at least a couple of inches of cum floating around. “That…was…” Arcane could not even finish as he returned to panting. The slight exhaustion from doing this for a long time is now hitting him as he leans with a hoof against the wall. “You are…amazingly cute…Monifa…” he praises, smiling down at the cum soaked mare.

She smiles in return, tail wagging in the lake of cum and making it splash. “I live to serve. If you are happy, then I am h-happy too. And I love living out kinks together with you. Do you want more or do we stop here for now?”

Arcane pants still, giving a little jerk of his limping shaft here and there. “Anything?” he asks, both curious but also concerned. Even his large balls slowly grow in size again, becoming filled again if he wants to breed again. Or whatever counts as shooting cum after cum into or onto something.

“Anything. Whatever you want is fine. And whenever you are ready for it is,” she affirms, trying to ensure he doesn’t feel pressured.

Arcane nods before looking at their helmets. Still, they look clean even in this mess of a room. “Get your helmet…fill it…and put it on. I want you to have cum in your sealed suit until I say so,” he asks, jerking and slowly squeezing out a stream of cum left in his shaft.

“Yes!” she agrees, walking over and grabbing the helmet, before putting it on the ground and swapping spunk into it. Then she seals the lower part of the suit to make it seal tight with no opening. After that, she glances over at the alicorn, before taking the helmet and putting it on her head. The wet splat is noisy enough to hear and the mare shudders as the suit seals with cum inside of it. The inside is a slimy cum reeking mess and Monifa is loving it.

“I-I love that you make me bathe in cum. Maybe y-you should fill a large bathtub full of it, um, if we install one on the ship. A small jacuzzi or pool would be interesting too,” she mentions, panting.

Arcane smiles warmly at the messy mare before using his magic and grabbing her tail. She looks confused before crying out and gurgling in jizz in her suit and helmet as he lifts her by her tail, making her drip in a messy layer and dripping mess. “I…I love you Monifa…” he sighs, holding a sweet smile, before spinning her around in the air and leaving her upright so the cum drains from her view.

“I-I love you too,” she reciprocates after a moment to recover, feeling the cum run down her body again. She thinks no spot is dry by now. Every inch of her being is completely soaked.

Arcane smiles before thinking about something. “Masika’s son…our son, I want you to treat him next time you feed him your milk. Just…give him a good sucking of his dick while he drinks from your…sexy tits for the time being. I say he deserves it… especially if I am doing all this to my daughter too,” he relents, sighing. “Fucking her up and starting young.”

She sees him sighing and reaches out, hugging the alicorn, albeit a bit shyly. She shudders with the jizz smearing a bit. “I-It is fine. There is nothing wrong with it. Our daughter will love you, just as much as I do.”

Arcane slowly smiles and plants a small kiss on her helmet. “Thank you…you want to see your mother and see how she is doing? Give her a good look at your state?” he asks, starting to dial the aforementioned mother.

The mare mulls it over for a moment, before looking at the state the room is in. “Mmmm…I would have loved to do more, but maybe a break would be good. You came a lot. Oh, I forgot to answer what you said earlier. I will take care of your and my mom’s son like a good mare.”

Arcane chuckles. “Great. Your mother would love to hear that. I am sure she has ways to treat our son and teach you,” he says, trying to call the mare. “I would imagine she would want to see you and how we are doing…and my dick,” he muses, watching it ring but she doesn’t pick up. “Maybe we should check on her…” he says, turning to look at the floating mare.

“Okay. But…I hope we can continue sometime today if you are up for it. I want to explore more with you. Experimenting like this…is so exhilarating, like a drug. I just want you to do more,” Monifa admits, tail wagging happily.

Arcane rolls his eyes, now a little amused. “Like being left behind on a planet full of criminals and raped to no end…” he says off to the side, not noticing the shivering mare as she cums in her suit again.

“Oooooh…I-I like it when you talk like this. And I hope you actually will do mean things in the future…but I do mention that a lot, sorry. I mention it so much because I hope I can help to assure you that you can do this to me…but also because I am needy for it,” she mentions, pussy spraying some more juices, adding to the mess in the suit.

Arcane sighs before frowning as she still doesn’t pick up. “Looks like we might have to check on her,” he says, sounding worried. “I am just worried if you get caught up in anything…unless you want it…” he says offhoofedly, hardly catching the mare shivering again at the thought of what her mother is in and how troubling it can be. “And left behind…” he adds, making her cum even more and visibly raising the liquid line on her helmet with the flooded suit.

“I a-am willing. But we should check on her…in all honesty, I-I find this job a bit strange. It is so old and I don’t understand why it hasn’t been cleared before. But…I am probably overthinking this. I am not proficient in this and don’t know what is usual or unusual in mercenary work,” she states, trying to keep her flowing pussy juices under control, lest she actually has trouble breathing.

Arcane slowly nods before opening the door. All at once, the flood of jizz just spills out. It coats everything and drips into any grates or any air vents left over. The sound of distant dripping is enough to make Monifa lick her lips at the thought of being forced to clean this up if it was their ship. He then slowly places the mare down to her hooves, letting her finally get some proper steps in her newly filled and flooded suit. “Let’s go find your…big flanked mother,” he adds, hoping it would spur on the mare before he starts walking where Masika went when they separated.

“Y-Yes!” she squeaks happily, following along, body trembling with each squelching step as the fluids inside shift around. She stays close to the alicorn’s side as they follow Masika’s signal.

Masika groans, trying to see and recognize where she is. Her whole body is aching right now. Some of them she feels as bumps and bruises. Another is just some numbness in her limbs as it is hard to move any of her legs. Even her memory is foggy, especially if she fell and banged her head. But that is impossible. She knows she activated her magnetic boots so…what happened?

The last thing she remembers is scanning cargo. And then…finding this weird fleshy mass sitting on the bay floor. But it wasn’t doing anything so…she kept working. And then…what?

Masika groans, trying to push herself up but finds herself stuck. She frowns and tries to move a limb so she can activate the light on her omnitool, but none of her limbs are bulging. She doesn’t feel any weight on top of her so it can’t be that she is buried. It is almost as if…something is holding onto her limbs.

Masika grunts, trying to fight against the hold, and gets some progress as it lifts a few inches. But then it slams back and pins her further, feeling something wrap around her limb that made it the farthest. Wait…wrap? Masika wheels her head around and tries to look at what she is lying on before trembling and starting to pant as if it is the same fleshy mass as before. But this one is much bigger. Almost covers the entire room she is trapped in and even bulging and pulsating in some parts. It looks very pink and fleshy. Soft and yet firm, while also being very moist and slimy by how shiny the sheen is in some faint light of the sun outside leaking in or faint flickering lights.

The trembling feeling returns and Masika spins her head around and looks down, faintly seeing her body being covered in this stuff as tendrils, long and pointed or bulbous, slowly travel up and slither around her form. She trembles before gasping as a bulbous end bonks against her helmet, making her stop and smile at the attempt. However, it then slithers past her helmet and down into one of the seams area. Masika becomes worried as it reaches her neck and then pierces through the flexible portion, breaking through the tough fabric like nothing and wiggling up her neck and head.

“I should have just called Arcane as soon as I saw this fleshy thing. What is this though? It looks like something right out of an alien porn flick,” she mentions, mulling this over, feeling the tentacle slither along the neck. “T-This thing better not be dangerous…” The panting returns as Masika tries to control herself as she sees the tentacle appear in her vision, in her helmet. She tries to spin her head around in an attempt to get away, just to be cautious, but it just moves down and quickly jams into her panting maw.

‘Definitely a porn flick alien,’ she thinks, feeling the slimy tentacle punch into her throat straight away. It makes her relax at least a bit, knowing that all she was in for was a good time…hopefully.

Masika’s eyes widen and she looks down sharply between her legs and twitching crotch breasts. Two other tentacles swarm around her legs and then dig in between her suit joins, also breaking the skin. She tries to wiggle her flank around before shrieking around the tentacle down her gullet as those two plunges into her marehood and sphincter, prying them wide open. ‘Oh…my stud…I would love for you to enjoy this precious body of yours to be raped and used as you said…’ she thinks wearily, drinking liquid after liquid down her throat as it spurts out something very hot and very soothing at the same time. ‘Watch your mate…be raped by an alien to no end…’ she hums in happiness at the idea of Arcane jerking off in front of her comes to mind and just jizzing all over her. Even the tentacles in her cunt and asshole enjoy the slickness and use it to go even faster and deeper with their almost equal size to her stud…almost equal.

It is more than enough to cause her a ton of pleasure. The liquid she swallowed seems to have been an aphrodisiac too, so her body is heating a lot as well and all of her orifices are hammered mercilessly by the creature. The tentacles feel so fleshy, that the bulbous areas, some bulges, and even folds, all rub against every part of her insides. They scrape away, rubbing against her sensitive skin and flesh, making her curl up and shudder in pleasure. Her mind even becomes hazy, unable to comprehend that there are real-life tentacle monsters, alien ones, that exist. Only in her tribe’s fantasies and stories would this even become true.

She cums after barely a minute of this, her body getting more and more sensitive as the fleshy mass pumps into her even harder. Her womb easily welcomes the intruder as it violates her oh so fully. It makes her wonder for a moment if this thing could breed her. Something that only helps her squirting pussy to feel even better as she muffledly moans louder.

Masika gurgles around a mouthful of fluid as she notices bulges, larger and bigger than Arcane’s at times, traveling down the tentacle and towards her holes. Her whole body shivers and shakes, feeling the bulges slip between her suit holes as reaches her fleshy holes. As soon as they get inside, she screams around the sealed tentacle pulsating in and out of her. All at once, thick, almost jam-like cum spurts into her body, filling up everything to the point of her coughing up jizz and filling her suit. Her eyes roll up into her head as she also cums with them, trying to squeeze her legs together to handle the almost nonsensical feeling of trapped sexual torment.

Her belly bulges out from the volume, making her look pregnant. At the same time, her suit, flexible as it is, allowed for the same. The mare just hangs there, relishing in every second of it, before the flow stops.

‘Is it over?’ she wonders for but a moment, before the tentacles move again, slamming into her with an even harder speed and making her gurgle as her body is squished together. ‘Ancestors above…help me. Help me…Help me…become addicted!’ Masika seems to cheer to herself as she enjoys another torrent of jizz into her body. One that extends her body even further. ‘More. Let my stud see this. Make him see his wife raped and abused. Let him jerk off to this and have him join!’ Masika prays, sucking the tentacle in her mouth and it seems to twitch as it feels her sucking away. Then it goes even deeper, gagging her as she chokes on the fleshy mass and even cum bubbling up from her filled stomach. ‘Yes…abuse this body…make me a breeding whore,’ she begs, feeling her limbs wrenched back further behind her, almost making it painful as it holds her torso up and forward.

Then as if to hear her plea, a tentacle wraps around her neck, choking her as her limbs are pulled even more, almost enough to dislocate them. The zebra mare simply muffledly squeals as it is happening to her, very much accepting of her fate as this creature’s cumdumpster. It is ruthless but in a very pleasant way. Some tentacles with needles get closer to her, aiming for her teats and clit. They punch through the suit’s fabric, jabbing all three areas, and then pump another liquid into her. It makes them swell as hot pain and pleasure fill her. More aphrodisiac? It is too good to tell as she instantly shakes in another mind-shattering orgasm.

‘Yes…give me a tentacle baby…’ Masika thinks, shaking her flank. However, she is trying as it keeps a hold of her. Almost like a breeding bag to just fill and nothing else. Her eyes even roll around, being able to now look around. The entire room is covered in this stuff. She doubts even her daughter can make it through this mess without stepping into it. And oh, seeing her daughter raped and abused by these things, is such a nasty and pleasurable thought. Enough that her flank shivers as she cums again as her brain becomes fried from another orgasm. ‘Hurry, you two. See mommy get raped…’

And it is rape. Masika has no say in this. Not even as a second tentacle wiggles against her already spread-out pussy, before pushing in. It strains her and then as if it isn’t enough, the same thing happens to her ass. Almost as if that thing wants to make her gape. Or maybe it just seeks pleasure out of her body and isn’t satisfied with just three tentacles receiving it. The needles by then pull out of her nipples and clit. All of them throb, feeling taut and full. It feels as if her nipples are leaking.

‘Am I lactating? Oh my~’ she thinks to herself, eyes rolling up into her head as her body is jostled violently around by the many tentacles having a go at her. Some more even wiggle along her body with another one going into her helmet and slithering along her ear.

‘Where are you Monifa~’