Contains orgy in a sex shop, bisexual griffondom, femdom, pegging, strap-on toys, hoof insertion with lube, cowgirl, doggy style, missionary, mating press, fucking a guy against a wall, wholesome friendship, romantic makeouts, a misogynist being put in his place, rough sex, loving sex, masturbation, and lots of orgasms!

“So why would you regularly visit a shop that isn’t in Ponyville? Do they have products that wouldn’t normally be sold there?”

“Um, not products that I’d be comfortable buying in Ponyville, d-dearie,” Mrs. Cake gave a dry laugh at what would be Raza’s short-lived naïve nature. With the young Raza and Dusty on each side of her, the former staring intently at Mrs. Cake as she talked while the latter took in all the sights and sounds of the different town, the chubby blue mare blushed as they were within seeing distance of the Greedy Griffon Grabs & Gems building with the words in dark red silky font, leaving very little to the imagination of what was in there. Raza, though looking ahead enough to make sure he didn’t bump into anybody, was still too distracted staring at Mrs. Cake to notice the title of the building they were directly walking towards. Dusty was humming to himself and nodding at the occasional pony who ogled him, unsure why until he looked at the building he was unwittingly walking towards. Suddenly struck with shock from the title of the building, Dusty’s eyes nearly bulged out of his head as his wings opened up and his fur bristled.

“Is this a griffon-themed sex shop?!” Dusty squawked at the top of his lungs, getting one of the mares ogling him to laugh and run off. Mrs. Cake, though she was wearing her signature sunglasses and skirt till she walked into the more discreet setting of the building, slapped her forehoof over Dusty’s dark gray beak and shushed him. Keeping her forehoof on his beak til his wings folded back at his sides, Mrs. Cake shook her head at his boisterous behavior before opening her mouth.

“Well if everypony in town didn’t know about this shop, they do now,” Mrs. Cake scoffed, noticing that Raza was staring wide-eyed at the shop he didn’t notice before. “Yes, I went there before I met you two. It’s how I got the toys.”

“And I’m assuming you stopped going here after you met us?” Raza spoke up, and Mrs. Cake winced at his specific choice of question. She could lie to her husband, shocking as that might sound, but she couldn’t lie to the sickeningly romantic young zebra stud she's inadvertently courted over the past several weeks. Shaking her head, Mrs. Cake gulped as she looked at the both of them.

“Try not to make a big deal of her, seeing as I’ve discovered myself a little that day, but we did have sex one time after I started seeing you both,” Mrs. Cake stammered, feeling sweat roll down her fur. Raza blushed profusely, feeling his heart twisting in his chest at the idea of even more competition becoming true. Did the universe have a funny way of messing with him by throwing another greedy griffon at Mrs. Cake? Mrs. Cake looked away at Raza’s twitching ears and gritted teeth, only to look at Dusty staring at her as if she had flashed her ponut for him to take. His glittering orange eyes were the first indicator of excitement before a full-on grin plastered his beak.

“Are you telling me she is a griffoness that also shares a love for chubby MILFs?!” Dusty opened his wings again and flew towards the building at lightning speed before Mrs. Cake could stop him, causing her to slap her own forehead with a forehoof before galloping after him. She didn’t want Dusty to bombard Phoenix with no context, especially since the chubby blue mare had gone a while without visiting her and wanted the young studs’ introduction to go off without a hitch. Dusty threw his talons against the door and swung it open, with Mrs. Cake barely catching up enough to keep the door from closing on her. Raza followed her, and Mrs. Cake gave a big exhale at the fact that the shop was luckily empty save for Phoenix staring down Dusty behind the counter on her stool. Mrs. Cake was already aware of Phoenix being more than twice as big as Dusty with her rippling muscles, though the size difference was more glaringly obvious with the stool causing her to tower over the blushing and stuttering Dusty who looked like he was about to pass out.

“How…is a griffoness…this big?” Dusty stammered, though his reaction barely met any response from Phoenix’s narrowed amber eyes. Instead, Phoenix turned to look at Mrs. Cake and Raza as the chubby mare removed her sunglasses in the presence of the superior shopkeeper.

“I take it these are your boy toys?” Phoenix asked, standing up on her stool as she prepared to jump over the counter. Dusty flinched as he stumbled to the side to make room for the bigger red griffoness, watching with his dropped beak as Phoenix bunched up her muscles and jumped to the other side of the counter. Like with Mrs. Cake, though for different reasons entirely, Dusty couldn’t take his eyes off of Phoenix. Up until that moment, he had only heard of griffons that were as big as her. Phoenix didn’t bother staring at him, turning her muscular ass to him as she stared Raza up and down. “They’re a bit smaller than I expected, though I probably won’t be able to say the same for their dicks~”

“Our dicks? Are you saying that…” Raza profusely blushed through his striped fur, not being met with as much unrestrained enthusiasm as he expected to feel. This shopkeeper, one whose name he didn’t even know yet, looked as strikingly beautiful as a griffoness could be, but he still found his heart and admittedly his loins leaning far more towards the fat-assed MILF with a heart as sweet as her diet. Averting his eyes from Phoenix, the griffoness scoffed and rolled her eyes as she turned to look at Dusty. Noticing the entirely different expression on the smaller griffon cock’s face, the gray griff’s orange eyes lit up as his flexible tail flickered back and forth.

“Ah, looks like only one of them has a taste for both MILFs and griffs,” Phoenix sighed. “Oh well, I’m not going to force your little zebra toy to play with me, he can just watch me play with you and his little rival here. At least, that’s what I’m assuming he is.”

“I um,” Dusty blushed, normally finding himself able to come up with the right words to get a lady wet and enamored, but finding himself struggling with his normally iron-clad charisma for the first time. “Would like to know the name to such a pretty face?”

“Hmm,” Phoenix smirked, approaching Dusty and towering over him as she extended a talon towards the gray griff. “The name is Phoenix, and I’m the owner of this shop. Please, no need for any of you to be in such a rush. I’m a business owner first and a lover second, so I please ask that you and your zebra friend peruse all my stuff, whether you end up buying it or not can be a concern for after our fun~”

Before Dusty could come up with a response, the much bigger dark red griffoness turned around and walked past Raza and Mrs. Cake ogling each other quietly like teenagers in their first relationship, not knowing quite what to do in the presence of such a strong female. Phoenix walked up to the door, opened it to throw a CLOSED sign on the outside doorhandle, and proceeded to close the door and lock it from the inside for extra measure. She cared not for whatever business she might’ve missed out on from locking up for the next several hours, knowing deep down that she was going to get plenty of revenue and orgasms from the two needy newcomers and her even more desperate regular. Turning away from the door, smirking at Mrs. Cake and Dusty both ogling her blatantly, Phoenix stood up straight and puffed her floofy chest out.

“Now, I’d be remiss if I didn’t ask for the names of you and some basic tidbits about yourselves and how you met Mrs. Blue Butt here,” Phoenix explained, turning to look into Raza’s doey blue eyes. “I can tell you’re closer to her, you go first.”

“My name is Raza, my parents named me after hope,” Raza explained. “I’m twenty-one years old and I was born and raised in Zebrica. I live in another town where I’m a caretaker for the elderly, and it pays quite well.”

“Yes, and how did you meet Mrs. Cake?” Phoenix giggled, walking up to Mrs. Cake and asserting herself as she opened one of her ginormous wings and rested it on the blue mare’s back as she stared down at Raza. Much to Phoenix’s surprise, the small zebra stud didn’t back down as he maintained eye contact with her.

“We met at a nightclub, she got away from her friends and saw me struggling with mare troubles, we confided in one another and became what the other needed,” Raza puffed his chest out, keeping his voice from stammering despite Phoenix lifting a talon to slowly fondle Mrs. Cake’s neck and shoulders. Mrs. Cake bit her lip, blushing in intense arousal and even a hint of shame from letting such a bossy griffoness play with her in front of the stallion who loved her. With Dusty behind her, Mrs. Cake could only imagine that the snarky cock was having the time of his life for a multitude of reasons. Once Phoenix realized that Raza wasn’t going to back down, she rolled her eyes as she removed her wing and talon from Mrs. Cake and turned around to face Dusty expectedly. This time, Dusty had enough time to open his wings in an attempt to look impressive, staring up at Phoenix with a dazzling beaky grin.

“My name is Dusty, and I’m a masseur back in Ponyville,” Dusty explained. “I’m twenty-two and moved to Equestria from Griffonstone to pursue education, learning many tricks of the trade. I’ve had plenty of hookups with griffonesses and mares alike, but not really any actual relationships.”

“Your choice or theirs?” Phoenix tilted her head.

“Oh most certainly mine,” Dusty laughed, waving a wing in dismissal as he continued. “I had no time to actually give into a relationship, especially when I was flying from place to place before I settled down in Ponyville with my dream job. I never got unprofessional with any of my clients until Mrs. Cake and her sweet butt walked into my room~”

“Hmm, I can’t say I blame you,” Phoenix nodded, though a sense of worry crept to the forefront of her mind as she noticed Dusty’s steadily increasing hotheadedness. With how submissive and agreeable Mrs. Cake was, Phoenix could easily see the slutty MILF unknowingly feeding his ego to the point where Dusty was more concerned about making a performance for himself and not for the mare receiving the pleasure outright. And Mrs. Cake with her pitiful lack of sex before wouldn’t be none the wiser; this couldn’t be allowed. Phoenix looked towards her merchandise and accessories, flicking her tail towards them before she turned to look back at the boy toys and Mrs. Cake. “Raza and Dusty, you take a few minutes to look around. I’m going to talk to blue butt.”

Dusty was quick to skip towards the shelves of stuff with a happy hum and a pep in his step as he looked at the various shirts and toys, with Raza refusing to take his eyes off Mrs. Cake for a few moments before he sighed and trotted away in Dusty’s direction to survey the different products for politeness’ sake. Phoenix looked at Mrs. Cake, admiring her blushing and blinking obliviousness till the chubby blue mare focused her gaze on the much bigger griffoness.

“They seem cute, relatively polite,” Phoenix whispered discreetly, her eyes darting over to the stallion and cock as they seemed far enough away. “But your striped admirer sounds like he hasn’t had a lot of experience outside of you, and your griffon seems like he’s got a big head. I know Raza won’t want to have sex outside of you, but since you’ve got the husband, maybe you should encourage it?”

“What?” Mrs. Cake’s eyes widened at the shocking suggestion from Phoenix.

“I mean, if he doesn’t mean the same to you as you do to him, I’m just saying to allow him to fuck others if the opportunity arises,” Phoenix shrugged, and Mrs. Cake found herself struck with confusion as she processed what the shopkeeper was saying. In theory, the big blue mare had zero problems with the young zebra sleeping with somepony else and even encouraged it in the beginning. But with Phoenix chirping the same advice, Mrs. Cake felt a flush of possessiveness over Raza with the memories flashing before her eyes. Just the two of them, like at the club, behind the counter, and even making the delivery in the desert. There was that air when it was just the two of them alone, that made Mrs. Cake feel a lot younger than she actually was…

“And if you don’t mind, I’m going to blow your griffon’s mind and his load before the day is done,” Phoenix laughed, in much less of a whisper as Mrs. Cake gasped. Before the dark red griffoness could worry about how her regular felt, she saw Mrs. Cake’s dropped jaw melted away into a small smile and bitten lip. Phoenix looked over her shoulder as she saw Raza and Dusty return to her side, the former staring at Mrs. Cake while Dusty took turns staring both at the chubby mare and the giant griffoness. “Are you two ready? I’ll have you show your dicks soon enough, but I want you to see how to properly fuck this MILF~”

Phoenix jumped behind the counter, fetching her strap-on harness and attaching one of her dildos to it. It was her favorite one that she hadn’t quite used on Mrs. Cake yet: a thick ten-inch dark red griffon-cock-resembling dildo. Between her legs, it matched the shade of her own fur almost perfectly as she poked her lioness tail through the hole in the harness that doubled as effective lingerie with its black lacy appearance. Not wanting the equipment to fall off her figure, Phoenix opened her long wingspan and flew over the counter to land in between Mrs. Cake and her boy toys. Instinctively, Mrs. Cake took off her skirt and laid herself out on the floor and on her back with her sweet-smelling crimson tail moved to the side for the griffoness shopkeeper.

“I’m ready for whatever you want from me, Ms. Nix~” Mrs. Cake’s tongue lolled out of her mouth, and she barely even noticed Raza and Dusty’s mouth drop from the name.

“Is…Nix your nickname? Or should I say Nixname?” Dusty chuckled in an attempt to gain his bearings.

“Oh no, Phoenix is my nickname,” Phoenix explained, savoring the look of the MILF’s pussy lips and blueberry crotchteats as she didn’t even look over at Dusty to respond. “Er, I’d rather not go over my full name at the moment, it's a bit long.”

“I get complicated names,” Raza’s voice died a little during his comment as he watched Phoenix lean her beak forward, noticing the tip of the griffoness’ beak wasn’t sharp as it pressed gently against his love’s clit. Mrs. Cake watched and felt as Phoenix’s long tongue slipped into her pussy and teased her g-spot almost right away, causing the blue mare to shudder and whine. Phoenix didn’t get as aggressive as last time she blatantly seduced the chubby mare, this time making sure that Mrs. Cake was having all the pleasure she wanted right away. This was confirmed as Mrs. Cake was on the brink of her orgasm within less than five minutes, her chubby hindlegs shuddering as she watched Phoenix slowly pull away to stand directly over the MILF. With her poofy red chest hovering over Mrs. Cake’s face, Phoenix lowered her bottom half so that her fake cock tip was pressed against the entrance of the chubby blue mare. Before she began, she glanced at Raza and Dusty.

“I want you boys to watch very carefully, because neither of you have learned half as much as you can to really fuck her,” Phoenix growled, turning to stare into Mrs. Cake’s wide eyes before slipping the first couple of inches inside of Mrs. Cake. The blue mare moaned louder as she felt the satisfying feeling of penetration rocking her world, staring directly into Phoenix’s demanding yellow eyes as if no one else was in the room. It only took a few more inches, Phoenix having half of her strap-on inside of Mrs. Cake to get the blue mare to bray to the heavens. The first orgasm crashing into her body like a dying star, Mrs. Cake’s eyes rolled to the back of her head as marecum gushed all over the harness and Phoenix’s hindlegs. Phoenix grunted as she didn’t relent, instead sinking more of the length in and noticing that Mrs. Cake wasn’t quite as tight as when she first took her. Almost hilting the blue mare with complete ease, Phoenix pulled out most of her strap-on and began plapping Mrs. Cake in earnest. With each steadily more vicious thrust into the blue mare, watching the cupcakes on her ass ripple like a siren’s call to the hungry predator, Phoenix spoke up.

“So have the two of you double-penetrated this slut or something?” Phoenix asked, still staring down at Mrs. Cake as she did so.

“Don’t call her a-”

“We might’ve used your dragon dildo on her briefly~” Dusty admitted, interrupting the scowling Raza as the gray griffon stared intently at Phoenix’s ass, even if most of it was covered by the lingerie-like harness. Phoenix’s brisk nod before steadily picking up her thrusts was the only indicator that she heard anything from them at all, and Dusty couldn’t blame the beast of a griffoness. The fact that he was able to fuck her at all despite the blue butt having a husband was something he considered himself lucky for everyday, and Dusty even found himself spitting on and then bringing a talon to his hardening dark gray length. Using the saliva to move his talon up and down his cock more effectively, Dusty sighed as he jerked himself off to the show. Meanwhile, Raza was steadily getting hard himself from watching Mrs. Cake’s ass cheeks ripple so profoundly. And while he wasn’t interested in Phoenix like that, Raza did as he was advised and actually took mental notes with what she was doing. Her thrusts were savage, one bleeding right into the other as she made sure that Mrs. Cake didn’t get a moment to recover. Mrs. Cake became less able to control herself, moaning loud enough to be heard by anybody passing by the building itself. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as a second orgasm struck her body, marecum splashing all over the floor as Phoenix moved her talons onto Mrs. Cake’s hindlegs to move them to the back of her head. With the chubby blue mare admittedly being out of shape, it took some additional effort for her to comfortably settle into the mating press that Phoenix was putting her in.

As the hour passed by, a lot more slowly for Raza than for Dusty, Mrs. Cake was subjected to half a dozen orgasms. Some louder than others, as Dusty made the choice to edge himself several times during the whole voyeuristic encounter. He had a hunch that Phoenix was going to drop the dom act shortly, ripping off the harness and moving her little tail to the side to get properly dicked down by a real griff dick. Then Dusty would have two sluts underneath his thrall, the gray griffon snickered as a bit of pre-cum leaked out of his slowly stroked dick. Meanwhile, Raza stood there blushing profusely more out of jealousy than anything else, not recalling the last time, if ever, that he made Mrs. Cake cum like that. If Phoenix’s intent was to emasculate him to the point of wanting nothing more to fuck Mrs. Cake into a cum-coma, then it was certainly working. He was already planning on taking her that way next time the two of them were alone in Sugarcube Corner. And just as he was thinking that, Phoenix sighed as she pulled the entirety of her swiftly plapping red strap-on out of the drooling Mrs. Cake. Snickering at the way Mrs. Cake slumped over and passed out, Phoenix turned around as she began to take off the strap-on harness and threw it over behind the counter back where it belonged.

“Haaaah, that MILF fucking really hit the spot~” Phoenix giggled, the burnout she felt from single-handedly running her shop dissipated as she was thoroughly rejuvenated from the savage sex session she subjected the slut to. Looking at Raza and Dusty, eyeing up the both of them, Phoenix tsked as she flicked her tail towards them. “We’ll get Mrs. Cake up in a second, I want both of you on your backs. Don’t worry, its purely for dick inspection~”

Dusty felt a jolt of cold fear shake throughout his body at the idea of Phoenix using that strap-on to plunge into his virgin asshole, followed by the deep relief of her following assurance. Swiftly laying on his back with his cock conveniently fully erect for Phoenix already, Dusty winked at the big griffoness as she walked up to him and hovered over the smaller griff, smirking like the cat who ate the canary as he felt the griffoness’ meaty talon firmly grasp his dick and move her talon up and down.

“I see you had a lot of fun watching me plap your fuckbuddy,” Phoenix snorted.

“It was cute for sure,” Dusty stuck his tongue out as he continued. “But I know what a big griffoness like you needs, a little special something that I’m sure most cocks are afraid to give to you…”

“Oh yeah?” Phoenix tilted her head, letting go of his dick and narrowing her eyes at Dusty’s bravado. “And what would that be, hun?”

“A nice good dicking to help embrace your feminine nature~” Dusty licked his beak as he smirked and even slightly blushed, expecting to watch Phoenix drop her bossiness right then and there. But Phoenix’s beak dropped and her eyes widened as if he put snails in her food, remaining speechless for a few moments before she scoffed and walked away.

“You don’t know me at all if that’s what you think of me,” Phoenix growled to Dusty as she approached Raza, who despite his reluctance, had properly laid on his back with his half-erect length presented to anyone to see. Raza averted his gaze from Phoenix, bringing a forehoof to his cock to give it several strokes to its full length for the griffoness to properly inspect. Phoenix lowered her head towards his dick to stare at it, before looking at Dusty’s near-footlong cock. Nodding, she pulled back and gestured her head for them to both stand back up.

“Not bad, just as I expected,” Phoenix admitted. “Tell me, which of you two thinks you need the personal training to dick down Mrs. Cake more?”

“I do,” Raza blurted out at the same time Dusty said “Raza does.” Phoenix wasn’t the least bit surprised by either answer, frowning at Dusty and shaking her head despite him being too cocky to notice. Phoenix walked up to Raza and placed her talon on his shoulder, looking down at him.

“I appreciate your honesty, and I have the perfect way to teach you the best way to give dick,” Phoenix smiled with what she was about to say next. “And that is to take dick~”

“WHAT?” Raza brayed while Dusty fell back on his ass in a fit of hysterical laughter, Phoenix’s beak twitching as she waited several minutes for the immature griff to stop laughing to continue.

“In a way, it certainly helps,” Phoenix shrugged. “Plus, assuming you weren’t able to give your oral or vaginal virginities to Mrs. Cake, there’s still one that you can give to her. Opening your previously untouched ponut to her, letting her take you like a stallion, that’s a beautiful gift you can give to her. Certainly one she wouldn’t forget~”

“I, um,” Raza floundered nervously with his words, heavily blushing as he was inevitably entertaining the carefully chosen words of the shopkeeper. He did want to give Mrs. Cake a new experience, one that the both of them never had before with anyone else. His mind was torn with the fear of his backdoor hurting during and after, while his heart fluttered with the excitement of further surrendering himself to the mare he loved. His submissiveness, due to being a zebra stud, wasn’t something that he proudly flaunted. But it was a growing part of him that he was becoming more comfortable with, being Mrs. Cake’s to do whatever she wanted. Nodding his head, Raza made sure his throat was clear before he responded. “Y-Yeah, I would like to give that to her if she wants it too.”

“Of course, that’s how it should be,” Phoenix purred, turning around and approaching Mrs. Cake as she was making little sounds, starting to wake up by the time the griffoness patted her face with a talon. “Hey? Still got some energy in you, hun? I’ve got an idea for something you and Raza can experience together…”

“Hmm?” Mrs. Cake’s ears perked up as her eyes fluttered open, the blue mare taking a forehoof and wiping the drool from her face as she looked up at Phoenix. “Yeah, I could just use some water. What do you have in mind?”

Phoenix turned around, getting a water bottle behind the counter to give to Mrs. Cake to chug down. Against her initial instinct to tell Mrs. Cake the idea while she was drinking water, Phoenix smirked as she waited patiently for Mrs. Cake to drop the empty bottle in the nearby trash can before Phoenix pointed her tail at the blushing zebra.

“I was suggesting to Raza that he give his last virginity to you, as a way to give the both of you something deeply meaningful,” Phoenix giggled at her own deviousness, being far too perverted to actually be invested in their romance beyond wanting a good show. “And Raza here said yes, but only if you’re into the idea. You would be putting on a special strap-on I made for you recently, and taking that ponut of his~”

Mrs. Cake’s eyes widened, her pupils shrinking to pinpricks as she processed what Phoenix was suggesting. Post convos she shared with the big shopkeeper after the blowjob “servicing” included the many times Phoenix had dominated stallions, and the various ways that she did so. Based both on the stories and her own trysts with Phoenix, Mrs. Cake knew the predatory griffoness was not to be messed with. But the chubby blue mare blushed as she tried to imagine herself in the same position as Phoenix.

“You really think I could even be half as dominant as you?” Mrs. Cake whispered.

“Pegging him in the ass doesn’t have to entirely be about dominance,” Phoenix shrugged, jumping over the counter and retrieving a harness with an entirely different dildo on it before jumping back in front of Mrs. Cake. Holding it in one talon, Phoenix showed Mrs. Cake the strap-on as she continued. “As I’ve said, this is a deeply intimate first time for the both of you. I don’t expect either of you to be pros at it.”

Mrs. Cake looked down at the strap-on, finding that Phoenix had mercifully made the dildo only five inches long and with average width. It was a bright blue, nearly the exact shade as the MILF’s fur. Raza stared at it, exhaling and slightly calming down as it didn’t seem as unfathomable as Phoenix’s ten inch monster that she wore. Still, Raza didn’t know how he was supposed to take that without…

“Let me go get something incredibly essential to this first time experience~” Phoenix flew past the shelves of her merchandise, humming to herself as she retrieved a big bottle of lube that she brought back to Mrs. Cake. Handing both the strap-on harness and the big lube bottle to Mrs. Cake, Phoenix sighed as she said words she never thought she’d say. “Both of those items are on the house, sweetheart. Just don’t forget about Ms. Nix anytime soon, okay?”

“You don’t mean…” Despite Phoenix’s initial bouts of squeezing the MILF’s fat ass for bits, Phoenix couldn’t pretend that she hadn’t developed a level of fondness for the mare she broke into a slut. Mrs. Cake beamed and threw her forelegs around Phoenix’s shoulders into a hug, holding onto the gifts, before galloping over to Raza. As she put on the harness that tightly squeezed against her ridiculously fat ass, and opened the lube bottle to put a generous amount on her hoof, Mrs. Cake smiled again at Phoenix. “Thank you~”

Mrs. Cake took her eyes off the griffoness shopkeeper and looked at Raza's tush. Not nearly as fat as her own, Raza had a smaller striped booty that had a little bit of fat to it, enough to get a good squeeze, and had a big ponut the same color as his stripes. That ponut, much to Mrs. Cake’s surprise, turned her on more than she was willing to admit at the time. Especially with the lithe zebra stallion having his tail to the side and taking deep breaths, waiting for her hoof to take the plunge any moment. Bringing her lubed hoof to the rim of his ponut, Mrs. Cake watched as Raza shrieked and shuddered.

“Great Zebrica, that’s cold!” Raza yelped.

“Dearie, we haven’t even started yet,” Mrs. Cake narrowed her eyes, still smiling a little even though she rolled her eyes before moving the hoof around the rim some more.

“Big baby,” Dusty squawked, smirking widely as he watched Raza getting the treatment that he couldn’t seem himself agreeing to in a thousand years. If it wasn’t obvious to him how bad Raza had it for Mrs. Cake, it certainly was now. The gray griffon could’ve spent all the time in the world poking at Raza’s buttons, but was interrupted by Phoenix’s talons roughly gripping his chest fur as she opened her wings and pushed him forward, the young griffon’s breath knocked out of him as she slammed him into the wall on the other side of the building. The fire in Phoenix’s yellow eyes and the firm grip she kept on him knocked him out of his thoughts, eclipsed entirely by the fiery Phoenix.

“Wha…how…”

“Listen, you either let me fuck you or you leave,” Phoenix snarled. “I didn’t keep you in my shop so you can bully my other customers, so you either let me do whatever I want with you, or you get the fuck out.”

“Y-Yes m-m-ma’am,” Dusty whined, blushing brightly as he felt his erect cock twitch from the unexpectedly aggressive treatment.

“You will not be calling me ma’am, you will be calling me Ms. Nix,” Phoenix told him.

“Yes Ms. Mix,” Dusty nodded, perhaps a little more than necessary, and Phoenix dropped him. His free autonomy to move around however he wanted didn’t last long though, not with Phoenix flipping him onto his back and straddling his long cock. Hotdogging it with her pussy lips, Phoenix dragged her soaking wet pussy up and down Dusty’s length. Railing Mrs. Cake without getting an orgasm herself drove Phoenix mad, and with the other griffon’s attitude, he gave her all the reasons to use him to get out her frustration. Pressing her talons against Dusty’s shoulders to keep him still, Phoenix growled as she lifted herself and lined up the tip of the gray griff’s cock with the entrance to her pussy. With a grace that surprised Dusty, Phoenix effortlessly slipped almost his entire length into her hot depths. Dusty groaned, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as he restrained himself from letting his tongue loll out of his mouth. Being at the mercy of a lady was something that Dusty never experienced before, having always been the one to call the shots. But with how unwavering Phoenix was in getting what she wanted, Dusty found himself spiraling in the fire of her desire, nearly having an orgasm when she managed to hilt him. Phoenix didn’t give him time to process that he was fully inside of her, already lifting her body up till only the tip of his cock was still inside, and then slamming herself back down on him. The weight of her ass landing on him caused an involuntary “oof” to escape his beak each time.

Meanwhile, Mrs. Cake had managed to penetrate Raza’s ponut with a very small fraction of her hoof. And with the way Raza was releasing loud moans and shudders, she was glad she didn’t slip in a lot at once. The sweet zebra stallion wasn’t obviously going to be an expert butt slut on the fly, so Mrs. Cake was deliberate and careful with each moment, slowing down and trying different angles each time she heard her admirer say ouch or wince. After some trial and error with his butt, Mrs. Cake advanced by slipping in her entire forehoof and a part of her foreleg inside of his backdoor with little resistance. The lube, sure to be filled with lots of magical stimulants, made for the first-time experience to be far more manageable than without. Raza began to relax the more lube was inside of his backdoor, still moaning and giving the occasional shudder by the time Mrs. Cake pulled her entire hoof out and began to mount her zebra. Pressing her blue strap-on against his glistening dark ponut, Mrs. Cake placed her forehooves on his shoulders and looked down at him.

“I’m not too heavy, am I dearie?” Mrs. Cake fluttered her eyelashes even though Raza couldn’t see it.

“No, just the right amount,” Raza bit his lip after, quite turned on by the pressure of a heavier mare draped over his body. That feeling alone, of nearly being crushed by her chubby body, sent Raza’s eyes rolling to the back of his head and his heart fluttering. If he wasn’t careful, the smaller zebra stud could easily see himself getting addicted to the feeling. And that would mean more butt-banging. Speaking of which, Raza glanced up at Mrs. Cake. “Is that all the preparation that I need?”

“My foreleg is actually thicker than this toy, so I would definitely say yes~” Mrs. Cake giggled, and Raza sighed with relief. Looking ahead at the door, seeing that ponies outside weren’t even noticing the debauchery from inside, Raza felt relieved. It was already slightly unnerving to have Phoenix and Dusty aware of him getting his ass filled, so he didn’t need there to be any more witnesses. Then, Mrs. Cake briefly brought a forehoof to run through his mane as she whispered sensually. “Are you ready?”

“Yes, I am,” Raza nodded, knowing enough to relax his hole despite the intrusion he was about to experience. He never would’ve expected to be open to such an experience as pegging, or to love a mare enough to even agree to something like that, but Raza was ready despite his sweaty face and pounding chest. Even as Mrs. Cake slipped the first inch of the dildo inside, Raza still felt confident about his decision. True to her word, it didn’t feel nearly as thick as her forehoof, and Mrs. Cake was able to slip in more of the dildo until all of it managed inside. Mrs. Cake giggled, Raza sighed and inadvertently twerked his butt a little, and the chubby MILF took that as the go-ahead. Moving back until most of her strap-on was out, Mrs. Cake slowly thrusted back in and earned a gasp from Raza. She kept the rhythm, moving a little faster with each thrust as Raza felt far more pleasure than he expected. He had an idea as to why, having heard of the p-spot for stallions but having dismissed it as some sort of joke at the time. But as he felt the sweet spot getting hit over and over again, Raza couldn’t deny it as his erect cock started leaking pre-cum.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Dusty yowled, the violent PLAP PLAP PLAP keeping him from thinking about anything else as Phoenix growled to further assert herself. He had already directly creampied the griffoness at least three times over, his own cum spilling out of her cunt as he was lost to her whims. He couldn't even bring himself to grip her firm ass cheeks with his talons like he wanted, holding on for dear life as his profanities devolved into incoherent babbles and moans. Phoenix was close, on the cusp of a very deep and very powerful orgasm built from using both Mrs. Cake and Dusty. It certainly didn't help that she was facing Mrs. Cake and Raza, who had their backsides turned to her. Still, that was the best angle for the shopkeeper to see the action as she could tell Raza was about to burst. Watching a chubby MILF like Mrs. Cake domming a sub was hot, and watching Raza whine and cum white ropes on her own floor was even hotter.

“YES!” Phoenix bellowed in a brief bout of excitement, hilting herself on Dusty's dick as she felt her world explode with one of the hardest orgasms of her life. She had completely emasculated the much smaller griffon while getting Mrs. Cake and Raza to fall further into debauchery. Mrs. Cake didn't even stop, instead she flipped Raza onto his back and kept pounding her blue strap-on into his stretched ponut with the two able to make eye contact this time. Phoenix remained on top of Dusty, no longer bouncing as she had her orgasm, watching Mrs. Cake lunge for Raza's face as they sloppily made out. Phoenix purred as she saw Mrs. Cake cup Raza's face with her forehooves and slip her tongue in his mouth.

“Mmph, mmph, mmph!” Raza moaned into Mrs. Cake’s mouth with each thrust, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as his post-orgasm cock already began hardening back to life. Phoenix was confident at that point that he wasn’t going to forget this anytime soon, and unsheathed herself off Dusty as she lifted the dazed gray griff from the floor and onto the wall she had slammed him against earlier. Though this time, she did it far more gently as she placed Dusty against the wall standing up. Barely just, as Dusty shuddered and kept himself standing with shaky hindlegs. Though he didn’t know why Phoenix had placed him back against the wall, thoughts returned to his mind as he struggled to fathom what was going to happen next. Phoenix then stood back on all fours as she turned around, her firm muscular ass facing him as she began to back up against his dick. Slipping his length into her pussy once more, Phoenix backed up until it was hilted inside her. With her ass keeping him trapped against the wall, Dusty’s eyes widened as the bigger griffoness’ ass cheeks twerked back against him, the weaker griffon realizing what was about to happen.

“Giddy up~” Phoenix giggled, moving forward with only his tip inside and then moving backward with jarring speed, slamming into him hard and knocking the breath out of him. Normally having a couple of orgasms and then being done, Dusty was struggling to handle essentially being milked by the shopkeeper he made the grave mistake of pissing off. He found her hot as all get out and wanted sex with her, but didn’t know what to do with the execution of it all. He could only take deep breaths when she moved back and brace himself when she collided back into him, overwhelmed and aroused by how aggressively she fucked herself on his dick. He was already fully erect, moments away from breaking entirely, as he was now able to watch Mrs. Cake and Raza. Even though he wasn’t a pegging fan, he almost envied Raza in his position of sweet hot love-making. Especially when Dusty was enduring Phoenix take him like she was trying to rip the soul out of his own body. Wheezing and trying to gain some bearings so that he could grab her ass with his talons and thrust back, Dusty found himself unable to do so as Phoenix kept knocking the air out of him.

“Listen here, you little cock,” Phoenix growled. “You may be fun to play with, even a bit entertaining to talk to, but you ain’t hot shit. Got it?”

“Yes, yes! I got it!” Dusty squawked, and as if a spell was broken, Phoenix gave a couple more thrusts against him before hilting him and giving a deep moan as hot griffoness cum squirted around his dick. Getting the rare sight of Phoenix’s yellow eyes rolling to the back of her head as her tongue lolled out of her beak, Dusty reached a talon towards her butt cheek only for Phoenix to remove herself from his dick and walk over to Mrs. Cake and Raza. Mrs. Cake, having a lot less stamina, was snoring on top of Raza with the smaller zebra stud grinning from ear to ear as he ran his forehoof through the MILF’s crimson mane. Phoenix chuckled, especially after looking down and seeing that Mrs. Cake still had her strap-on inside Raza’s ponut.

“Thank you,” Raza whispered.

“You are welcome, hope that helps you with winning her over,” Phoenix chirped, barely quiet enough for Dusty to not hear as he slumped to the ground with a long groan. Raza found himself a lot more fond of the shopkeeper, especially after she had put his cocky adversary in his place for the time being. Resting his head back on the floor, Raza felt a peaceful resolution in his heart and mind before closing his eyes and falling asleep…