Background Bareback - 3: White Stained Black Stripes

>Ponyville is now a small settlement on the horizon to you.

>You know, living here really isn't so bad.

>Sure, your very specific skill sets were rendered useless, but you're a survivor, if nothing else.

>The p0nies are incredibly accepting of you and are very fun to be around, except for Fluttershy of course.

>Still, your constant money problems really don't help any.

*Tunk*

"Ow!"

*Tink* *Tink* *Tink*

>You glance down and see a bit rolling on the ground.

>Alright, free money!

>Bending over to pick up the coin, you freeze when you see a fluttering shadow above you.

>Hazarding a look up, your eyes narrow at the yellow menace herself.

>The price for that bit is just too steep for you now, so you leave it on the ground.

"What do you want, Fluttershy?"

>The pegasus lands and pulls out a small sack from a saddlebag.

>The sound of bits jingling fills the air.

>"I- I- um… I'd like to schedule an appointment… If that's ok…"

"No, it isn't."

>You resume your commute to the forrest as she replaces her rape money in her saddlebag.

>"B-but… Why not? My bits are just as good as any other mares!"

"That may be, but I reserve the right to refuse service."

>She becomes flustered and flies up to your face.

>"Well, why are you refusing me, then?!"

>Here it comes.

"You're creepy. Rape is not love. Constant fetish guessing is not the best way to a person's heart, NOR is it my fetish. And worst of all, you've set yourself up for the Sisyphean task of getting me to take something, I DON'T want."

>Fluttershy tears up at your rebuttal.

>"But- but… *mumble* *Sniff*"

>She flies off crying.

*Sigh*

>The Everfree swallows you on your journey to Zecora's.

 

>The shaman's home comes into view shortly after you enter the forrest.

>You have learned several shortcuts due to your regular visits here.

>Approaching the entrance, you raise a hand to knock.

>"Anonymous, my dear friend…"

>"Have we, some business, to attend?"

>Zecora's rhyme reaches you through her door.

"Heh, can never sneak up on you… I've come by for our monthly meeting."

>The door opens and a striped equine beholds you.

>"Ah, yes, how could I forget…"

>"We'll sort this out, do not fret."

>She motions you in and closes the door behind you.

>While you have more modern tastes, Zecora's hut has a rustic charm to it.

>It's a nice change from most p0nies' homes, that's for sure.

>"Want some food or drink, while you wait?"

>"Or don't tell me, you already ate?"

>It sill amazes you how she comes up with these.

"I ate before coming here, thanks though."

>She shrugs and gathers some ingredients for your potion.

>"My friend, your assistance, I will require…"

>"If we are to finish, before the twilight hour."

>Wasn't as good as her other ones, but you'll give her that one.

>You walk over to the shaman and help her get ready.

>"Wing of bat, for stamina's sake…"

>You grab a flying rat corpse and carve off a wing.

>There's something… primal about Zecora that you enjoy.

>She's different from the other p0nies.

>"Minotaur's horn, to make them shake."

>A minotaur's horn is ground to a fine powder.

>Not just because she's a zebra, but everything about her is just more powerful.

>Her eyes are like deep pools, gazing into the abyss itself.

>"Some simple herbs, beyond your count…"

>Zecora grabs a few herbs and places them with the other ingredients.

>You glance at her flank and see her swishing her tail back and forth, putting on a show.

>She remembered you were coming, the aphrodisiac incense was a new touch though.

>"Will let you give, a large amount."

>The shaman walks over to a large cauldron and lights a fire beneath it.

>Placing the makings of the potion into an odd soup inside the cauldron, she stirs in a counter-clockwise motion.

>As she mixes the blend together, she continues to flick her tail at you, sometimes just lifting it to the side and holding it to give your a good view of her nether regions.

*Drip*

>If her glistening marehood didn't betray her intentions, her pungent musk certainly would.

>It's intoxicating.

>You don't bother hiding the tent in your pants, she knows how aroused you are.

*Poof*

>The now boiling mixture belches a large puff of smoke and turns green.

>"We must be, expedient…"

>"And add the last, ingredient!"

>Zecora widens her stance and leans forward.

>As she does so, she points to a bottle filled with a pink liquid on a table nearby.

>You strip as you retrieve the bottle.

>Standing naked behind Zecora, the bottle in one hand, and your throbbing dick in the other, you glance down at the Zebra's now winking sex as it drips with juices.

>You pour the contents of the bottle onto your member, being sure to rub it over every inch.

>No way you were going in dry.

>Kneeling, you position yourself behind Zecora.

>You lift her tail and place your tip at the base of her vulva.

>You slowly drag it up her slit, teasing her before you reach your real destination.

>Zecora's puckered hole loosens a little when she feels your cock giving her a kiss.

>She groans as your lubricated member is granted access to her intestines.

>Inch by inch, you slide slowly into the mare until you feel her wetness seeping onto your scrotum.

>Her coarse fur scrapes against your hips while her velvety insides squeeze you.

>"We now are one, a spell we sew…"

>"Deep inside, your cum must go."

>Her sudden vulgarity only makes you pulsate inside her.

>*Gasp*

>Zecora's head is held low as you begin to extract yourself from her.

>Once you are about halfway out you thrust back into her.

*Whap*

>"Oh~"

>You feel her shake as she tries to accommodate the large mass in her ass.

*Whap*

>*Gasp*

>Placing a hand on her stomach, you can feel yourself straitening her digestive tract.

*Whap*

>"Ah~"

>She probably gave herself something to make her last longer, and if she can cheat, so can you.

>You give into one of the most base pleasures there is.

>The thrill of the hunt.

>Zecora is prey, and you are her predator.

>You continue to pump her while you lean forward and brandish your canines.

>Her eyes bulge in fear, but her neck cranes to the side to give you access to her jugular.

>You hear her rapid breaths above you and feel her blood pound through her intestinal walls.

*Chomp*

>Zecora whinnies as her blood trickles into your mouth.

>With every thrust, a fresh surge of blood washes over your tongue and is greedily swallowed.

*Whap*

*Gulp*

*Whap*

*Gulp*

*Whap*

*Gulp*

>Zecora's eyes roll back into her head and her tongue lolls out of her mouth.

>Her intestines pulsate around your member, eliciting a throaty moan from you.

>You feel yourself getting close, so you take your position.

>Remaining inside of her, you lift the semi-conscious Zecora and bounce her against your hips.

>Her walls clamp down on you like a vice and you burry yourself in her luscious ass.

"Hng!"

>Zecora tightens her grip on you as you fill her intestines.

>Her stomach distends somewhat as her enteric organ stretches as it is pumped full of your seed.

>"AH!"

>You angle the mare's entrance to the mixture you had made together.

>She squirts her fluids into the caldron as you shoot yours into her.

>The mixture turns a brilliant shade of pink as Zecora's mare juices intermingle with the other ingredients.

>You lower the zebra and hold her ass in the air as you pull out.

>Several bubbles of your semen churn inside of her as her anus slowly clenches shut.

>You make sure her ass is angled so nothing drips out.

>She uses your essence in some of her more powerful potions.

>But it has to stew in the body of a shaman first, so it can absorb more energy.

>Who were you to question her methods?

>As Zecora comes to, she stands and shakes her flank.

>Satisfied with the soft sloshing noise she hears, she smiles at you.

>"Very good, Anonymous…"

>"You conquered all, and pleasured us."

>"This potion of virility, is, of course, free…"

>She gives a sultry look as she motions to the caldron.

>You reach into the cauldron and cup some of the liquid in your hand.

>It is now cool to the touch and goes down your throat smoothly.

>"But perhaps you'd like, to test it, with me."

>You have no more appointments for today, you might as well pay Zecora for her troubles.

>You snarl and lunge at Zecora like a feral beast and proceeded to rut her into the ground for the next hour.

>By the time you finish, you have to help her to bed so she can begin the meditation process to charge the semen she now housed.

>It's a good thing she's not your species, or her bulging stomach would have you worried.

>She always makes a quality bit of potion for you.

>You thank Zecora and head home, being sure to bottle some of the pink mixture on the way out.

>Tomorrow is going to be a busy day again.

>First on your list is a minty unicorn, who just loves having you give her a helping hand.