Arcane takes a deep nervous breath. He sits at one of the many diners and cafes around this city. All around are mostly zebras going about their day, but since he is easily noticed and visible, they are hiding most of their sexual fun around corners, alleyways, or even tables and trying to stay quiet. But Arcane won't say anything. After all, he helped spur on a little sexual revolution even while he was away. And it's all thanks to one little filly.
A filly that is now sitting across from him after they had met up. She is wearing a pink virgin killer sweater that especially frames her taut rounded little ass cheeks. And if anything, the stallion has to admit it is a great look for her. She hums happily after having ordered something nice to eat.
"I am so glad we finally got to meet in person! Much more personal than simply over a screen. And while it was tempting to ask for VR interactions, I felt it is better to hold off and wait for the real deal. Really like your soft fur, by the way~" she teases, reminding him about the way she hugged him back when they met. She did cling to his leg a bit for then, seemingly drinking in the sensation of finally being able to touch him.
Arcane slowly nods before eyeing the small meal she ordered for him especially. He raises an eyebrow at the waitress, wearing a maid outfit, but it is perverted all to Tartarus with how much it shows off her tits and ass. He can see the smirk on her face as he uses his magic to manipulate the food to check if they place anything inside. "Thanks…I have been mulling over many thoughts Desta. This date is just a repayment I am taking for helping you out. But I bet you have been asking more and more to come with me out into space," he notes, looking at the filly digging her muzzle into her strawberry dessert already without touching the main course.
She pulls out, licking her muzzle clean with her golden stud-pierced tongue. "You should see this less as business and more as fun, you know? And can you blame me for asking? I have been practically devouring information about space travel and self-defense. Dad hired me as an instructor too. He is fully supportive," she says, puffing out her chest proudly.
Arcane raises an eyebrow before turning his head at the waitress who blinks at the slow, almost menacing, turn. "That true…Milly?" he asks, making the zebra flinch before changing into a changeling before them. Surprising even Desta at the sight. "Pays to be connected to the hive mind," he adds to the filly.
"Yes. He has been spending a lot to train and teach this young filly. Basic ventures and is also looking for one who can teach her how to handle a ship when need be," the changeling answers, bowing her head before the prince.
The filly turned up her nose even more smugly at that. "Daddy even was fine supporting me with the law bits that would have led to me fleeing to you on the ship. I can be very convincing after all and he is very lenient on me," she further states, as if almost boasting.
Arcane glances at the filly before turning at the changeling who chitters and keeps bowing. "It-It's true my prince. He is spending almost all his life savings. There isn't much left for her as he is very proud and wants her to explore. We figure he wants her to get more into politics after what she did," the changeling explains, letting Arcane look back at the filly who keeps beaming.
"Neat, doncha think?" she asks, waiting patiently for his answer. From the looks of it, her father is very doting.
Arcane sighs, hanging his head. All the things going on now. From Monifa's pregnancy, her mother's, and now this little filly and her quick training that he sees are very strict from what he can gleam from the changelings watching them. Even when he glances at the filly's body, it is more fit, toned, and limber looking than the last time he called her. "You know you can die. Or even be injured so badly. Or left out in space," he says hauntingly, a worried tone etched across every word. "I will ask…what do you really want?"
"You. I got a crush on you, as you should know. And your life is interesting too. I simply want to live, make experiences, and get to know new people. Stuff like that," she tells him openly, using the spoon to eat her ice cream.
Arcane takes another deep breath before turning to the changeling. 'Ready gear, quarters, everything. I want two new areas built on the ships as well. Make the shell first. Purposes will be told later. But those will be theirs in the future. Send the message to the appropriate changelings,' he thinks to Milly who nods and bows to him. At which, she changes back into the zebra maid before walking away to do her regular day-to-day job and her new one. "Desta," he starts, looking at the filly who has her mouth full. "Keep learning," he says heavily. "I want you prepared when a ship will arrive to pick you and another up from here."
Stars seem to sparkle in those big expressive eyes and there is a squeal of delight. "Thank youuuuu! I will not disappoint you!" she tells him after swallowing and then leaps on top of the table, over the food, without touching it, and then against his chest in a sudden hug, cuddling his chest.
Arcane brings up a hoof, wrapping around her and holding the filly. "Make sure you don't. I am doing a lot to bring you aboard. Do not go against my orders. Even if I order you to stay behind anywhere I say," he warns, rubbing a hoof against her back.
She pouts for a moment at that very idea. Again, showing how little her father seems to tell her no, but in the end, she sighs and acquiesces. "Fiiiine. If you say it, I will. Even though it sounds more boring. There will be plenty of times when I can still go out," she mentions, assuming that the times she will stay behind will not be as common as the times she can actually move out with him.
"Don't make things difficult. It would be hard to say otherwise on keeping you on my ship," he mentions, frowning as he looks in the direction of Monifa's home. "Oh…and you will have a mother onboard watching and taking care of you too."
"The one I smell on you?" she says without missing a beat.
"Wha-?"
"You know you reek of sex and mare, right? Quite cheeky of you to sleep with another mare, before going on a date with me," she singsongs in a way that is no less cheeky than the actions she rightfully accuses him of.
Arcane groans, looking away with a blush. 'Mother buck…' he huffs before looking down at the filly. "Dinner is on me. Take what you want and return to training and learning. You are frankly a much faster learner than a certain birdbrain."
"A certain birdbrain? Another lover of yours? Anyway, we can still go shopping and enjoy the date more. I am honestly surprised you want to end it like this without even having laid a hoof on me yet, you horny colt~" she giggles melodically, rubbing a hoof in circles against his chest as she looks at him with half-lidded eyes.
"Recruit. My dad is training a griffon who wasn't that good," Arcane says dryly. "He didn't even know what a blaster was."
Desta puffs her cheeks frowning. "I'm ten and even I know what a blaster is," she complains, huffing at the incompetence. "Where did you find that bitch?"
"Recommend and winner of many tournaments back in griffon lands," Arcane answers before sighing. "And you are much better than him even off the bat. A quick learner too."
"I will take that compliment then, let us finish our food for now though," she tells him, going back to the table and over to her seat, her long fleshy tail waving along the way and lifting the dress enough to show the plump dark grey and ring pierced fillyhood hidden within. A stark contrast to the small nub Monifa has for a tail.
She sits back down, eagerly eating her food happily after the good news, happy that she wouldn't have to wait long for her to join up on his spaceship.
Arcane lets a small smile through, watching the little one enjoy herself. Already he can imagine her helping Monifa or even her mother through things. A little extra hoof here and there too. And her small size will come in handy for small spaces. So much at once…and he had two more to deal with. "By the way…stop flirting with my dad," he adds at the end, giving a dry look at her.
"…Well, not like you have fucked me yet. And a girl should be allowed to have some fun and he is a looker to boot," she mumbles, not sounding too enthused about him forbidding this.
"He doesn't even want you and will pass out. Also…you might incur the wrath of mommy Zecora," Arcane stares, frowning at her.
"I will survive it. And besides that, even if he doesn't want to admit it, he finds me attractive. I saw those eyes travel. I just need to keep pushing here and there slightly. Guiding him so to say."
A simple enough plan, but also something that sounds rather ironic, considering a filly is acting as if she is a teacher and not the stallion that is emperor and standing on top of the world.
"Desta…" Arcane starts in a heavy tone that makes her flinch at the sound of it. Even out of the corner of her eyes, she can see other zebras flinch at the mere sound getting to them to give a small glance. Now she doesn't even want to look up at what might be a disapproving glare. "You will not cause trouble for my father. If you do, I will not bring you aboard and place you back here," he states, tapping a hoof against the table.
"U-Um, only a little bit of flirting then?" she bargains, squirming in her seat and stuffing her face with food nervously after she had finished her ice.
"No," Arcane drones out, stating it as a matter of fact.
"Ugh…no more raunchy messages. But a little bit of flirting if I ever meet him in person should be allowed. I mean, can you blame me for having fantasies about a father, son threesome?" she questions, crossing her hooves petulantly.
Arcane snorts, narrowing his eyes at her. "I will get used to you. But my family, my orders. Take it easy. Besides, my father might kick your ass since he knows you can take it and it will be off my ship and out of the area too," he warns.
"I already…ugh…I will at least tell your family that I am open to fun if they desire to. I will reign myself in but don't expect me to not eye packages or make dirty jokes. You can't after all forbid me from being myself fully. Besides, this is a date, shouldn't you try to make me feel special instead of souring the mood with rules?" she pouts, deflated munching on her grub.
"With your pierced body, that's a given," Arcane notes, making her unsure if that's a compliment or an insult. But she will go with compliments. Take what she can out of this. "I will be leaving soon to deal with things. So you better enjoy yourself," he says, finally using his magic to pick up food and eat some.
"I will try. But you should try to learn to see things from a zebra perspective too. We both have to put some effort into this to make it work. For now, clothes shopping, piercing studio, or cinema?" she asks as she is slowly finishing off her plate, before licking it clean.
"Clothes," Arcane says, looking over her outfit and wondering what fits her.
"Aye. Want to play dress-up and see me in different outfits? I do like that," she tells him with a grin, tail wagging behind her happily.
"Only if practical too. Fancy dresses don't last long," Arcane warns, waving a hoof in the air. "So…not all good looks. But we can make it work," he says hopefully, making the filly smile and thinking up what she might be wearing in the future.
"Practical, huh? …Skintight space suit?"
"…Skintight space suit."
She grins wider. "I love practicality."
"Aye…" Arcane groans, hanging his head and chewing sadly on a pancake that is somehow much sweeter than he expected.
Arcane takes a deep breath. The sun beats down on him from being so high in the sky. Desta teased him endlessly getting into various clothes. Most of the modern suits made for space travel that he admitted to himself looked nice on her. He did note to her that she will be getting some outfits specially made for her, but if she wants them, he will pay for them himself. He ended up with a very happy filly that seems to dote on him more as time went on.
Arcane glances at the marker in his view. The distance ticks down more and more as he approaches the destination. His view of the sandy desert and hills slowly changes as he rides past a rather tall dune. Beyond the dune lies a pretty gorgeous city. The feature that makes it stand out among the brown and reddish sand colors is the white limestone and marble, giving a great contrast to the dull area. Many buildings are mostly boxed-shaped with dome structures on top of some of them. The ground is paved over with limestone bricks, keeping the sand clear and shining brightly in the sun. A few areas have fountains spewing forth clear blue water, telling him where the sources of underground water are. And the citizens all mill about. Various Saddle Arabian ponies walk around, with most wearing fine threaded rugs across their backs, denoting their status based on how good it looks and even the symbol of their family and house. But the great thing that tells the richness of the land, is the industry Arcane can see far away in the distance, connected by a well-maintained road across the desert. A factory and mining area where most various rare metals are buried, giving rise to their status in the world as the new age comes about. Even having the process and materials needed to make durasteel for ships and weapons all over the world. Some parts of the city even show various buildings or facilities where durasteel is used. Even showing it here in the city with communication towers, power and telephone lines, transportation on both land and air, and various facilities that keep the city clean and working away.
A loud shrill whistle catches the alicorn's ears, making him blink away from the entrancing sight and look towards the noise. He spots a large metal gated road entryway with a few buildings alongside it into the city with many guards with spears and arrows looking up at him. He even spots a few with some guns and lasers in well-placed spots as well. One of the guards near the gate waves him down and Arcane starts to flap his wings slower, coming down in height. As he approaches the ground, the sand kicks up before his hooves touch the ground as a very annoyed set of guards glare at him, waving the sand away as they step out of the guardhouses.
"What business do you have trying to fly into our city?" one of the guards asks, frowning.
Arcane blinks confused before realizing they might have labeled their airspace as a no-fly zone for pegasi and other flying species because of the airships and other transportation. He then takes a deep breath as he is sure that Sahel must have set up the meeting by now. "I am here to meet the king and queen over a personal matter."
Now all the guards are on edge as the alicorn notices one enter one of the guardhouses to look this up on the computer. "We haven't received word of the prince coming over to meet the royal family," another guard mentions.
Arcane frowns, tilting his head. "The meeting should be there. Can you call the king and ask him?" he asks politely. "It should only take a minute if he's busy," he adds, seeing their slight apprehension of wanting to call their ruler over a trifle like this.
Arcane sputters as they keep staring before he picks up his hoof, activating his omnitool. The guards almost leveled their weapons at him, wondering what he was doing. He then calls up a number, remembering that Sahel told him to use it in case he gets blocked along the way. "Hello? This is Haakim," the Saddle Arabian king answers before seeing who it is. "Oh. Prince. Hello. I wasn't expecting you to call. Ran into issues on your flight here?" he asks, trying to peer closer at the young alicorn. Even through the screen, Arcane can see him wearing his royal garments of a blue headdress and orange golden bridle.
"I got to your city," Arcane answers, seeing the guards now extra nervous out of the corner of his eye for being this close to their ruler. "But the guards stopped me at the front gate. Seems they haven't been informed of my visit."
"Oh, I will take care of that easily," Haakim waves off smiling before turning his head to something offscreen. "Amira, dear. Can you send the approval to let him through at the gate?" he asks, freaking the guards out more.
"And…done," Amira answers, making the king smile back.
"So how about now?" Haakim questions, looking back at Arcane.
Arcane smiles a little, seeing the guards hastily trying to open up the gates. "That did it. Thanks."
Haakim chuckles. "I will send a carriage to pick you up. Unless you want to take a flight to see our beautiful city on the way here?" he asks, wondering what he might do.
Arcane smiles, waving him off. "I will fly. I would rather not bother much along the way. Plus, I will fly low to avoid any flight paths," he assures, opening his wings once again.
Haakim nods. "Good. And take your time. We will have the banquet set up upon your arrival," he informs before ending the call.
Arcane smiles at the guards, bending down to prepare to take off. "It was nice meeting you guys," he says before quickly taking off and flying through the gate. The guards sigh in relief but have a feeling once their shift is over, they will be in for a rude awakening by their commander. Arcane hums happily, flying low around the buildings, seeing the many different homes, shops, and businesses, with many citizens all milling about and going about their day.
The alicorn aims towards the capital, ignoring the stares he is getting from below as he is a strange sight at times. Once there, he slowly comes to a landing on the steps, stopping at the top where some guards open the large doors for him. "Thank you," Arcane thanks, bowing his head lightly as he steps on through.
The rooms are spacious as Arcane expected from such a palace. It almost feels like a smoother walled version of the castle back home. Most things that are different are the various furniture more geared towards a sitting environment on the ground, many rugs and pillows lying around, telling where one can sit, and artistic paintings on the walls and hanging tapestries. Arcane is so enamored by a painting showing the city back in time, that he doesn't notice a hoof tap on his shoulder.
The alicorn jumps a little before spinning around, his horn glowing for a spell. But he drops that as he sees the pink mare queen smiling at him. Her purple headdress sits on top with a purple rug over her back, showing her family symbol of a stylistic horseshoe, and another purple cloth runs around her neck to hold it all together. "Greetings, Prince Arcane," she greets, bowing her head as Arcane does the same as his mother taught him. "It is gracious that we finally meet," Queen Amira greets, watching as the prince smiles at her.
"Please, I am thankful you took the time for this. I know this is a small thing…" Arcane tries to assert, making the mare chuckle at the reaction.
"No such thing when it comes to your family," she assures before spinning around, nodding her head along. "Come. We have the room prepared for your arrival. I hope the flight has made you famished," she teases, letting Arcane see the silk ropes leading from her rug saddle across her flank, almost partially covering where a cutie mark would be if she was a regular pony. And even now, Arcane is surprised to see her almost up to his neck. But he shouldn't be that shocked as they are almost the size of Auntie Luna.
Arcane starts to follow the queen as he sees the guards along the large archways to hallways and other rooms, eyeing the two for a while before they stare ahead again. But as he approaches the room set up for him, he sees it as more of a dining room. The seated pillow lies around many silver plates of food and drinks with a notable small fireplace in the middle. All around the room are guards in both practical and ceremonial armor watching any entrance and exit and servant mares in more silk-laden clothes that make him draw his eyes to their flanks, crotch breasts, and partially covered faces. All of them look quite beautiful to look at in Arcane's opinion, even as they prepare to give out food and help serve their esteemed guest of honor.
Amira claps her hooves, making the servants all stand straight and at the ready as they lift plates nearby them easily to the alicorn's eyes. "Sit. My husband will be here in just a minute," she offers Arcane, gesturing to one of the large pillow seats that are four of them in one. She then giggles, making Arcane glance over. "Sorry. The last time we had Princess Celestia here, we needed two for her," she jokes, smiling.
Arcane snarks, figuring she is making a pass at his aunt's famous cake flanks. But he is a big pony on his own anyway. So he sighs as he walks over and sits down on his haunches, blinking as a servant is already there, holding a serving tray with a cup of what he can assume is wine and some small bites of desert flowers. Arcane smiles at the mare near him, using his magic to lift a flower and bite into it happily. Already the juices are flowing down his neck before taking a quick sip of the wine. He hums, looking at the rest of it and wondering what kind it is.
"Are the appetizers to your liking?" Amira asks, sitting down in her seat across from him. Another pillow seat near her tells Arcane that it must be for Haakim.
Arcane smiles and nods, putting the cup back on the tray. "Yes. It is refreshing after such a long flight. I will be honest, I did visit Zebrica for a while for a few meetings. And I had to fly out almost starting early before midday to get here. So this is nice to have after so long," he explains, smiling at the queen.
"Good. Because the main course will be coming once Haakim gets here," she replies, nodding her head as she bites into one of the flowers her servant gave to her.
"Won't have to wait long," Haakim calls out, entering the room in a chipper mood as he walks over and sits by his wife. Arcane now sees the rug design on the brown saddle arabian horse's back and how it resembles more of a national flag with the light blue and yellow colors and the star and moon sitting on the bottom of it. So it might make sense that the king wears the nation's flag and the queen wears the family crest of whoever is ruling at the moment. "Now. Let's truly begin this meal," he announces, clapping his hooves and making the rest of the servants move to them. Even a few that Arcane notices where they were standing are those holding musical instruments that they start playing some light music once the announcement happens.
Arcane smiles at the two while the servants stay around them with more food and drinks for them to enjoy. He uses his magic and lifts a few more flowers to chew on and a quick sip. The alicorn glances at the king and queen as they enjoy themselves for their brief time in what could be considered a break amongst themselves. He hums to himself before gulping down what is in his mouth. "So…the reason I am here," Arcane starts and gets a hoof held up by Haakim.
The king smiles, taking a small sip of his wine to clean his mouth of his small bites. "I understand you need a warrior. Luckily, I have one suited to your taste and needs." Haakim then glances over at the guards before nodding. Arcane turns his head and looks to see a royal guard walking over, spear in hoof before stepping up beside them. "This guard shall be your new companion. Be careful. She is a real hoofful," he winks coyly.
Arcane looks over the guard before noticing how much more slender than he expected from the new companion in front of him. At that, the alicorn now sees this guard as a mare. She even looks at him, judging and studying his form of everything. From his clothes to the way he carries himself. He can feel it all through that gaze. And from what he can see, she is wearing a mix of old and new armor and clothes. There is a black undersuit covering most of her body up to her neck that is reminiscent of those that have to wear mech armor or even under spacesuits. Some armor pieces line her back as changeling warriors have and some loose plates are on the side. But the armor's material is very modern just like what the academy and Blitz's army used for its military. However, there are some Saddle Arabian touches such as the coloring matching the royal family, some sashes running along from her neckpiece collar to the end of the armor piece right near her flank, and some leg pieces near her hoof with little studs on it for possibly punching around.
"Wow," Arcane voices, eyeing the blue turquoise mare. She turns her head, letting him see the slight sheen running along her purple mane. "She looks great. I read on her file she is a royal guard for about ten years and…special forces?" he asks, smirking as he gets the information from the changelings.
Haakim chuckles, waiting for a servant to pour him more wine into his cup. "That hive mind of yours. Handy," he notes before taking a sip. "Yes. She is part of our entourage. Leads the squad for what needs to be done. Many accomplished missions. And now, she's yours to lead. So treat her well," he offers as the mare walks over to Arcane and sits down in another pillow seat beside him.
Arcane nods. "I will. She would be a great help for what my team needs. Plus, being special forces, she can also help in some matters I need with my changeling," he compliments before taking another bite of some biscuits another servant has near him. He hums happily as he chews away, enjoying the sweet candy the mare servant feeds him.
Amira smiles, watching the alicorn enjoy himself as more servants walk up behind him in more risque harem dresses. "We are happy to see she is to your liking. Faras, please go get ready to be taken to the academy. We will make sure a flight is ready for you," she instructs, waving a hoof in her direction.
Faras nods and bows her head to them. "Of course, my queen," she says respectfully before picking her head up and looking at the alicorn. Then she turns and walks away, Arcane watching her go before noticing the harem members slowly saunter over to him.
"Um…what is this?" Arcane asks, gesturing to the mares surrounding him and gliding their hooves all over his body.
Haakim smiles peacefully. "Something to take the edge off. You are a growing alicorn male and quite a breeder if the rumors are true," he winks, making the alicorn blush at the implications. "This is our way of treating you. If you wish to take them by yourself, we can provide a room. But if you want to enjoy with us, please stay seated," he informs as a few more members glide over to the king and queen, moving around them and rubbing sensually against their bodies.
It is a tempting offer. Especially with how active his sex drive is getting with all the lewd mares around him. As such he naturally craves it, gulping as he looks at them. If anything, Monifa would enjoy this too… "Alright. I wouldn't mind doing it here. Mind if I record this for my mare? She likes to see me have fun with others," he states embarrassed, ready to have a drone record it all.
Amira chuckles, waving a hoof towards him. "Go ahead. Just make sure to give us a copy," she says teasingly before her head is turned by a harem mare who kisses her passionately and deeply. Even Haakim is already on one of them, wrapping his hooves around a mare and biting and kissing her moaning neck.
He probably should have expected an orgy to happen in this culture, though he wasn't aware both of them were into it as well. It spurs his imagination, making him wonder if he would end up on top of that queen. A thought he vanishes though as he doesn't want to cause a conflict.
As such, his attention is drawn to a sexy tan mare with a darker brown mane. His hooves tentatively wrap around her body, pulling her in his lap. He lifts the veil, capturing her lips in a steaming hot kiss. He shoves his tongue into her as his large dark rod grows between them. She could feel the hot pole pulsing against her body.
The mare moans sultry-like, grinding her body as best as possible against the fat dick. They were informed that the prince would be big, but they didn't expect this big. The large shaft is almost as big as her, even touching her chin at times as it twitches. His balls are both firm and soft like a pillow is. And her flank slowly and gently grinds back and forth on top of it as it throbs and gets ready for more fun. Some precum even sprouts out a bit, painting her muzzle in some of his mess that leaves her clothes and fur soaked. So much for such a big alicorn.
His lips leave hers as he stares at her hungrily. His magic trails along her marehood, testing how squishy and drenched it is. From what he could make it, she is already well prepared but it can't hurt to do more. As such, he gently lifts her up, so her body is on the table while her muzzle is by the cock head.
"Let's prepare it first. I don't want this to be uncomfortable for you after all. I will help you out as well," he says, making his magic vibrate on her cunt, to allow it to release even more juices.
The mare moans, squirming her legs around. Her tongue flops out, lapping at the leaking cock head involuntarily. She can feel every bit of magic he is using on her. And even the musty stench, it's enough to drive her senses to mush. Her brain is unable to think as more juices flow as Arcane manipulates his magic to make a small magic dildo to push in and out there. But also making it vibrate, making the mare squeal a few times. The other mares around him even rub against his body, stroke various with their hooves or nuzzle them or even kiss him at various times when they can. One even gets under and caresses his hanging balls as they throb with the need to breed.
A groan is heard as the pink-furred and blonde-maned mare takes the ball in her mouth, while the one on the table did the same with his cock head, trying to stretch her jaw enough that it fits in. Considering how big both balls and the shaft are, he naturally wonders how much experience they must have. Maybe they did this with a yak before?
Experienced and slutty. A sexy thought in and of itself and Monifa no doubt will love this. As such, with some hesitation, he brings a hoof to the head of the tan mare and then presses her down. "You can do it. Worship your prince," he coaxes, playing into the servant-prince trope for this.
The mares around him smile at his eagerness. The one choking on his hot dripping shaft tries to breathe but the large piece of flesh cuts it off. Her eyes roll up into her head, only Arcane pushing her head further down and his hips moving further is saving her. As soon as he passes a certain point, she breathes in hard through her nose. But that only lets her capture all the musk on the alicorn male, driving her mad as she sucks hard and grabs his legs, pulling herself deeper down.
A grunt, as well as a splatter of precum in her esophagus, followed as Arcane is surprised with how needy she is. She sucks his dick as if it is her favorite candy, slurping very noisily as he leans back with a loud groan and a bucking of his hips. If this continues, he might spurt inside her mouthpussy soon.
"W-Wow. You are really hungry. More so than my marefriend. Do you want my cum this badly inside your mouth first instead of your pussy?" Arcane asks, trying out some dirty talk as he enlarges the glowing magic dildo and slams it very deep inside her. Deep enough that it pounds against the entrance of her cervix.
The mare groans, spreading her legs wider, showing some insane flexibility. The dildo only goes deeper and penetrates her cervix while Arcane grunts and slams his hips against the mare's muzzle. The mare struggles, pounding a hoof against his flank before they become limp as he pumps gallon after gallon into her stomach. Her stomach grows in size on her lithe body, bulges traveling down her neck showing where each glob is, and the audible splattering and churning inside of her that anypony can hear.
His hoof slowly peels her lips up and away from his prick, before they separate with a pop. Still, cum flows, showering the mare on the table as she is turning into a white cum reeking mess. And Arcane focuses on stopping it too, albeit the pink mare teasing his ball still isn't making it easy.
His hoof pulls her off by her blonde mane with a huff, looking down at her in some mock annoyance as he manages to finally get it under control, while the delirious mare twitches on the desk. He makes the magic dildo vanish as his sole focus is on the cheeky brat of a mare beneath him. She is a bit smaller than the tan mare too, meaning that she might be more on the younger side.
"You are rather mischievous. Seeing as you caused me to paint your friend fully and knock her out. You will have to take her place now with your pussy on the line," he tells her, pulling her up by her mane from under the table. A bit of dominance as he is slowly getting into it. And his rod is practically demanding a marehood to be wrapped around it. "How old are you?"
"Sev-Seventeen," the mare answers, being forcibly moved around as she is yanked onto his lap. His cock pulses between her legs, almost ready to pierce her dripping cunt. She can even see the king on top of one of her harem sisters, pounding away and panting in her face. All she can see is his muscled flank and gorgeous cock and balls slapping against the mare. The queen though is enjoying some delicious cunt as she digs her muzzle into the cunt of one while the harem member does the same as they wrap their legs around each other.
"Seventeen? That is underage where I come from. I like that. How many cocks have you taken before? And have you ever taken one this big?" he inquires, getting curious about her. She looks like she wouldn't have an easy time with his rod, so it couldn't hurt to check her credentials so to say. His hooves are on her ass cheeks and massaging them as he slowly prods against that wet hole between her legs, making it seem that she is eager, despite her shyness or nervousness.
The mare moans, squirming her hips around. "The king…and a couple of diplomats. They were…not as big as you," she explains before gasping and moaning as the prince bites onto her neck and kisses it. "You…are a challenge for me," she moans.
"Then let's see if you can take the challenge," he tells her after letting go of her neck with his lips. "It will look good on your curriculum as a whore that you took someone as big as me," he teases her, breathing hotly, muzzle close to her own. Their snouts are touching as he looks at her, like she is a piece of meat, while slowly pulling her down by her ass. The tip stretches her less experienced slut hole wide, straining it as she feels his breath on her lips, close enough to kiss if she so desires.
The mare tries to spread her legs to make it easier on herself, but it hardly matters as, with every inch spreading her apart, she feels her muscles and bones straining. She tries to breathe to handle the pain and pleasure easier before gasping and moaning with a muffled groan as Arcane wraps his muzzle around hers, deciding not to wait for her to take initiative. The body of the female becomes limp as it looks like Arcane is doing everything to her. From messily kissing her to fucking her flank by moving her body around on his dripping cum-covered dick.
And she is dripping. Her rivulets trace his wet shaft down to his very balls, tickling them a bit with it. More and more is sinking into her as well with each new plunge into her depths. It barely took any time at all for his forceful lovemaking to end up with his shaft reaching her womb. He punches it with his cock head repeatedly, demanding entry while he is practically eating up her face with that kiss. She is taller than a regular mare, but still a bit smaller than a saddle arabian equine, giving her a certain allure Arcane couldn't help but want to taste.
The mare's body is his plaything now. Even the ones nearby him are helping out where they can. Two are kissing and sucking on his balls while another hug and kiss his neck and chest. Already the king is on another mare, leaning against her back and pounding into her flank. The first one lies on the ground, legs spread and showing off his dripping load slowly escaping her. The queen is now helping her king, leaning on the harem mare's head and digging her muzzle into her cunt while she kisses her husband.
And Arcane was now penetrating the mare's squealing womb as she came like a bitch in heat on his mighty pole. By then, he had pulled his lips off of her, enjoying her expression. It is one of pure retarded bliss as her tongue rolls out and her eyes roll back. She is little more than a fleshlight that makes some sounds now, while the other mares encourage him to take her.
"She can take it, my prince, don't worry."
"A real size queen. You can go harder."
"Us mares live to serve and so does she. No holding back allowed."
Those sweet nothings are worming into his mind, causing him to indeed speed up as his precum helps to make her tunnel slicker. Not that it is needed with how much her orifice is lubricating itself.
"They are right. I will take you hard. And I will fill you up, so you remember me for years to come," he moans out, wondering if she can even hear him at this point.
The limp and unconscious expression on her is enough to tell she isn't able to respond to all this. But the messy moans and whimpers are a sure sign this is giving her immense pleasure to rack her mind. Her head rolls around as Arcane keeps moving her body up and down his shaft, feeling the tight hole clench around him, sucking up any precum or leftover cum on his dick. His balls churn audibly, ready to spew their load whenever he is ready to. And now a moment too soon as Arcane norices the king and queen now pushing the harem mare away from between them and pouncing on each other, fucking like rabbits with the king claiming and owning the queen's body like she is a common whore stuck in a gangbang.
An arousing sight. As much as one of the seventeen-year-old prostitutes is cumming again in his lap. It is enough to push him over the edge along with the two mouths that were sucking on his balls hard to coax them to release their payload again.
Large streams of sperm fill up the pink mare's womb relentlessly as Arcane moans, filling it up to the brim and beyond. A never-ending flow shoots out of her twat and right down at the two that are still on his nutsack. Their faces are drenched without showing any mercy as the alicorn rides this high out for all he is worth.
"Fuuuuuck. What a good mare," he moans, willing it to stop after she looks pregnant and the floor with the other two mares is a large puddle of his spunk.
The pink mare twitches as he drags her body off via magic and throws her on the bukkaked mare on the table from earlier.
"Fuck…" Haakim groans, holding his wife's legs apart, plowing into her womb. "Cumming…" he mutters, throwing a glare at her as he grits his teeth while pistoning his shaft in and out of the large mare. He then grunts, slamming deep down into her, making her squeal as he cums inside her to the point some spurt out a little from the cock seal.
Arcane takes the moment of serene peace to look at the spectacle, while the two mares from his balls went up to his dick, lapping at it like wild. He couldn't even tell their coat colors with how much semen he had shot onto them.
"What a nice show. I am glad I came here. I imagine I could bring my marefriend as well next time and we could swap partners then…if that is something you two do," he adds at the end, as he certainly could imagine plowing the queen and he knew that Monifa would love to get plowed by the king.
Haakim chuckles, pulling his shaft out of his queen before sitting down near his wife. He then pushes her around, turning her around so she lays on the side to see them. "Maybe. Maybe next time you need to visit. Who knows? You could make her pregnant and there is a big scandal," he jokes, waving a hoof around but getting his side slapped by Amira's tail as she smirks at him playfully. "Kidding. But it would be nice to see your soon-to-be wives here. It would be interesting what allure they have that makes your fancy."
The pregnancy joke throws Arcane off for a moment as he wonders if he is serious before it is explained to be a joke. Monifa taints his way of thinking. Either way, he is happy about the notion that they want to see his marefriend regardless.
"I am sure she would be happy to hear that and she is an interesting mare to be sure. A bit shy, quirky, kind, but also very perverted. When it comes to impregnation, she is the kind of gal that would love to be taken by your entire guard, to be bred and degraded by them," he tells Haakim bluntly. Maybe it is the sex that eased him up to talk about this or the additional fact that they prepared an orgy. It does put him at ease enough to actually talk about such topics.
Haakim grins. "I'll be sure to tell them to prepare the dungeon," he jokes, laughing while Amira rolls her eyes amused, and sits up a little. "Anyway. We got you a proper fighter…who is a little perverted and hiding it badly," he mutters to the side loud enough the two can hear. "And you got some plenty of relief from my harem group. I trust they are to your liking. I will tell them to prepare the next time you arrive," he offers, eyeing the two knocked-out mares on the table.
The alicorn smiles sheepishly at him. "Please do. I will make it up to you too, bringing along Monifa and a few others. And thanks for the hint in advance about the guard," he says, while mulling it over. Seeing as the guard is an attractive mare he half expected them to end in bed by now, though so does Haakim as he has chosen her seemingly too because of her perversion.
"Now…dessert?" Haakim offers, gesturing to the plate near the two mares before smirking and grinning. Amira even glares at him as she knows what he is thinking before yelping as he picks up her flank and places it on his lap. "Or this type?" he jokes tapping the flank with a hoof, making the queen sigh and shake her head.
"I have a feeling you will get along well with my marefriend," Arcane chuckles, shaking his head. It is like watching his relationship with the lovable zebra mare but reversed. In this case, the queen is the more reasonable part of the couple. "…Though I probably can't say anything about that anymore as I want to take you up on that offer."
Haakim laughs, softly petting his wife's flank to calm her down, massaging her sore muscles. "I see. Well, if ever you need it, just ask. We can help with whatever we can," he reiterates before smirking. "So where are you heading next? We can provide transport," he asks, wondering what could be next for the alicorn.
Arcane sighs, remembering one thing Blitz asked him to do by messaging him and offering him a job. "Dragon lands."
There is silence for but a moment until the two finally said,
"Oh, dear."