Day 33
>You are the pony pleasurer extraordinaire, otherwise known as Anon.
>And your life has been improved dramatically since meeting these ponies.
>And then ten-fold when you started actually having sex with them.
>Since that fateful wonderful day, you've been fucking all of them, multiple times, every single day.
>With all of them fully aware of your stamina, their original plan of who gets to have sex with you on what day has been completely thrown out.
>Instead it's almost treated as a game, seeing who can make you cum first as you work your way through them, in a different order each time, allowing them a single intense orgasm before swiftly moving onto the next.
>You always have to go through multiple rounds of this.
>And once you finally erupt, they know that you're not just completely spent for the entire day.
>You always at the very least fuck them all in the morning after breakfast, go to work after leaving them fucked silly, and again once in the evening when you come back after you've had dinner.
>Life is good.
>Even though there's six of them, Pinkie still ends up winning half the time, and you've yet to figure out how.
>They've also moved from their room, to all join you in yours, sleeping with them snuggled up all around you.
>Pinkie always goes under the covers and uses your manhood as a pillow, face buried against your cock and balls.
>It'd be difficult to fall asleep like that if it weren't for how many times you were emptying your nuts every day.
>And while they kissed and licked over your muscled form, paying particular attention to your manhood, they've yet to try and actually suck you off, being too tired from getting ploughed into by your 'battering rams worth of dick' as Pinkie calls it.
>As it's your day off again, and as they've been draining your balls every chance they get, you're happy to do something for them.
>Knock down the wall to the spare room and adjoining bathroom, and convert it into one big spa type room.



>You've already bought all the items that will be fitted inside.
>Under normal circumstances, you'd be pissed at the thought of paying for this.
>But on the other hand, sex in an enormous bath, sex in an enormous shower, and having six mares clean you and dote on you all at once as water runs over you all?
>Yeah that's a pretty good reason.
>And so you get in contact with the guy who does those sorts of jobs.
>As this is for personal reasons, and not something the facility actually needs, you have to pay from your own pocket.
>As the guy comes around, the girls decide to wait in your room, Fluttershy for some reason using all of your used underwear as a blanket, head hidden.
>The guy, grey haired, grumbling voice, with a big bushy moustache, boiler suit and a cap, surveys things, and starts doing some work, before coming back to you in the living room.
>"All the pipes're connected under the floor, so you aint gonna have no shitter 'til I'm done."
"Right... How long do you think that'll be?"
>He ponders for a moment.
>"Could be half an hour, could be a week."
>What?
>He must be after a bribe or something. But you don't have any spare money after paying him and buying everything.
"I.... Have lots of porn magazines if you want them?"
>Why the fuck did you say that?
>"I agree to these terms."
>Oh.
>Well then.
>You walk to your bedroom with the girls, grabbing a box from under your bed, all the porn magazines you have.
>Well, goodbye human porn, you're a pony fucker now.



>You make sure the girls don't see the contents as you go back to the living room, giving him the box, before he promptly gets back to work.
>At the sound of work, Twilight nervously shuffles out to you, her back legs at an awkward angle.
>"Anon um... I guess it's related to our new spa room, but... Well... The toilet has emptied of water... Is it, well, working?"
>You shake your head.
"No, sorry Twi, think you could hold it for half an hour?"
>The colour drains from her face.
>"No."
>Oh well, you'll just have to take her to one of the public toilets in the facility.
>Now you could take her to the one down the hall, close to the entrance of the facility, that's hardly ever used, but is for men.
>Or you could take her to one of the further away ones that requires you to go through an open office and get funny looks from everyone, as since you brought the ponies here they've been staying in your 'home' the entire time.
>"Okay Twilight, we'll go to the toilets down the hall, let me just check and see if anyone else needs to go."
>As you do exactly that, you see that the five girls are busying themselves with going through your clothes, trying them on, and looking fucking adorable.
>You ask, and as they say no, you about turn, and recollar Twilight, and attach the leash.
>You exit your home and start going down the hall.
>Soon, you're making sure there's no one inside the toilets, before allowing her to enter and go into a cubicle, as you wait outside the room.
>"A-Anon?" You hear her call for you.



>You immediately enter, wondering if she's okay.
>You walk to the only closed cubicle door.
"Twi, everything alright?"
>After a few seconds of hesitation, she responds.
>"I... I can't go."
>Well what the hell are you supposed to do about that?
>You let out a sigh.
>She's naked all the time, and you fuck her every day, so there shouldn't be any embarrassment over this as she isn't going yet.
>You open the door wide, stepping inside.
"Why not?"
>She cringes slightly.
>"It smells really strange in here."
>What? The bathrooms are always sparkling clean. You could eat your food off the floor if it wasn't for all the-
>Oh. Ponies probably aren't used to the mass amount of chemicals you use to clean a lot of things.
"Soooo...?" You shrug.
>She hesitates again.
>"Well... Maybe I could smell you?"
>You sigh again.
>.....
>Lets just get this over with.
>You step to her, about to crouch to press her face against your chest.
>You don't get a chance to as she buries her face into your crotch, moving her face side to side as she inhales deeply.
>She starts to pee.
>And you start to grow hard.
>There MUST be something wrong with you.



>Her face keeps rubbing against your now rock hard member, making a large obscene bulge in your pants.
>You grunt as you can feel her tongue pressing against the fabric, the wetness slowly seeping in.
>Her horn lights up, and she unbuttons and unzips you, pulling your pants and form fitting boxers down slightly, before pulling out your cock, slapping it over her face.
>She pants against it as she finishes peeing.
>She soon flushes the toilet and repositions the two of you.
>You sit down on the edge of the toilet, lid closed as Twilight sits before you, half kissing half sucking her way up the side of your shaft.
>She gazes up to you as you gaze back, a hand moving to hold onto her horn.
>She lets out a moan at that, her lips vibrating slightly against your veiny throbbing dick.
>As she reaches the top, her tongue laps and swirls around your dome.
>You start to feel her magic around your balls, surrounding them, gently rubbing around them and being careful not to hurt the sensitive flesh.
>As your nuts are massaged by the warm surrounding aura, she starts to open her mouth, and slowly begins to take you.
>She sucks on your dome, lips wrapped tightly around it, all the while her eyes locked on yours.
>She opens her mouth more as she slowly moves down, her tongue always staying active, lapping and trying to coil around your girth as you grunt.
>You can see her cheeks puffed out a little as her mouth fills with cock.
>As you hold her horn, you also use it to gently push her further down.
>More and more of you is surrounded by her warm, wet, tight sucking mouth, and soon you hit the back of her throat.
>She gags on you, throat tightening around your tip before she pulls back a little.
>You lightly stroke her horn, no longer pushing, allowing her to go at her own pace.



>After taking a few breaths through her nose, drool escaping her lips and rolling down your throbbing cock, she starts to descend again.
>She gags at the same place as before, yet keeps going, forcing you down her tight throat.
>"Gluk... Gluk..."
>She gags and coughs slightly around you, sending ropes of drool splattering down your dick.
>She pulls back again, breathing a little longer while her magic weighs and massages your nuts, before she takes as much of the thick shaft as she can manage.
>Forcing herself down before rearing all the way up and spitting on it, smearing her saliva over it using her face, then going back down again.
>She comes back up with a slurping sound, thick ropes of saliva connecting you to her mouth. "Oh I love your cock!"
>She gasps before plunging down on it again, her face becoming more and more of a mess, your balls now dripping with her saliva as it runs down.
>You didn't think Twilight would be so sloppy.
>She keeps bobbing her head, gagging and making lewd nasty sounds, yet still trying to take more and more despite it.
>As she gets closer towards the base, she tries to stick her tongue out as far as she can, to lick at your nutsack, even while her lips are stretched around your dick.
>Her head moves side to side, as if it would help your manhood further push and slide down her throat.
>You meanwhile can barely even think straight as she gives you an incredible, enthusiastic, wet messy blowjob.
>It's a good thing you're sitting down, legs feeling weak.



>You feel more pleasure the more she takes, and over time she gags less and less, able to work her mouth and throat on you with more fluid, less jerky motions.
>You grunt out as she works on you hungrily, her lips making contact with your crotch, having deepthroated all of your pole of meat.
>You fill and stretch her throat, her neck bulging out slightly each time she takes you.
>She occasionally gags, and moans while taking it, her drool spitting out around your lap.
>She deepthroats you, and stays down there, swaying her head side to side as your cock is massaged by her convulsing throat and worshipped by her tongue.
>Her magic lightly weighs your balls, roaming around them, caressing them lovingly better than hands and fingers could.
>You gasp and breathe hard.
>Unlike with fucking them, your cock doesn't receive such amazing tightness for a couple of minutes and then nothing.
>Instead she just sucks you, sucking and sucking, pleasuring you for as long as she needs to without break.
>The nasty sucking noises grow louder as she gives it her all, sucking on you hard each time her head draws back towards the tip.
>Fucking hell... You just can't take anymore.
>She never lets up, your balls lurching up and down, preparing your load to fire.



>You grunt out as you're brought to the edge.
"Twi... Fuck... I'm gonna..."
>You gaze into her eyes, and you can see them pleading, begging for your cum.
>As she brings you right up to the point of climax, her mouth wetly pops off of you, and instead her magical aura surrounds your cock, stroking up and down furiously fast while your balls are still being carefully, delicately massaged.
>You groan out, and your eyes close, as do hers.
>You feel your cum rocketing up through your shaft, firing from the tip as she strokes you for more.
>You hear the wet splattering sounds of your thick goo finding their mark.
>"Yes! Please! Cover me! ....mmmmmhhh.......ummmllllpppp.......So much.... ummm mmmm!"
>You can hear her slurping and swallowing between moans.
>Your hips start trying to buck up, and fuck the magic that's stroking you.
>"Aaahhhh....mmmmm.....shhhllllpppp......Love your cum......Can't open my eyes!"
>She says between a hungry swallowing moan.
>You grunt again and again, erupting everything you've got to give, before her magic slowly squeezes along your shaft, making you ooze out the last few thick drops.
>"I can't believe how much you can cum...."
>You open your eyes.
>Neither can you.
>Even though you heard her swallowing multiple times, her face is an absolute mess.
>The thick hot ropes of goo have covered her so much, landing and blending over each other, dripping and hanging off her face and horn.
>It's streaked into her hair even.



"Fuck... Twilight... That... Fuck..."
>You gasp out helplessly.
"How...?"
>If it wasn't for all the thick hot goo drenching her face and running down her neck, you'd see her cheeks blush.
>"Well... I read a few... Twenty three to be precise... Books on how to perform blowjobs correctly back in Canterlot and Ponyville... I always wanted to be perfect for my future special somepony. Sorry, manfriend...."
>"I never got to um, well, practice those techniques, and I had to put your Godly stamina and endowments into the equation as well but... I'll get better in the future."
>This fucking mare...
>"Would you like to help feed me your semen?"
>You almost answer without hesitation, but you don't want her to do it just because she feels like that's what a girlfriend should do.
"Well... Do you want to?"
>She smiles brightly.
>"I want to fill my stomach with your ejaculate every day, you taste incredible... And it's so hot inside me."
>It's a little weird seeing her beaming up at you when her face is caked with spunk, eyes unable to open.
>You slowly drag your cock along her face, before offering it to her mouth.
>She hungrily drags her tongue along your length, gathering up the goo on it, swirling it around in her mouth, and swallowing before shivering and letting out a little moan.
>You repeat the action.
>It takes a long while, but eventually her stomach is full of cum, and her face is wet and shimmering from her own saliva.
>She trots to the sinks, washing her face.
>As you stand, you notice a puddle where Twilight was sat sucking you.
>She came while making you cum.
>Nice.



>You are Nick Jackof, and you are about to uncover the truth.
>Due to your highly praised service record, all your medals, and all the times you've risked your life for the city, as the greatest cop there's ever been, you know people.
>And those people know people.
>And so through your insistence, you've been given an offer.
>To go through the records that aren't above a Level 3, whatever that means, in a facility that apparently deals with paranormal events.
>Files Level 3 and under might not be much.
>You won't be allowed to tell anyone what you uncover.
>It may take you the rest of your life.
>But by God, you WILL shed some light on the incredibly terrifying and bizarre sights you've seen.
>Even if it's just to make sense of them and settle your mind.
>But first off, you really need the toilet.
>Walking through the massive metal hallway of the gargantuan place, you see some male toilets.
>You quickly go inside, moving to the first cubicle, door wide open.
>There you see a man.
>Eyes closed.
>Huge dick.
>Cumming.
>All over the face of a small brightly coloured purple pony.
>You stand there for a few seconds, watching her get caked in the hot goo, mouth wide open to catch more and swallow it.
>"Aaahhhh....mmmmm.....shhhllllpppp......Love your cum......Can't open my eyes!"
>You turn 360 degrees and moonwalk out of there.
>You continue moonwalking, all the way down the hall, outside, and to your car.
>You turn on the engine and start to reverse, and reverse, and reverse.
>Mildred's getting beaten tonight.






This story is being re-edited slightly, and will be posted, and continued on FimFiction.
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