Garrets Spa Day

Garret sighed as he lay on his bed, bored out of his mind. His mother had gone on another one of her adventures with Rainbow Blitz and his father was too busy with his new clothes line to pay much attention to him. Being the love-child of a pony and a weird creature from another world was tough and he had very few friends so going out with anyone was out of the question. He sat up and moaned in pain, holding his back. He had done something to it last week when he had tripped while holding some stuff for his father. The doctor had said it would be fine but he would have tense muscles for a while. He thought for a minute, his father usally went to the spa when he complained about being tense. In fact, he went every week with Butterscotch. His mind made up, he grabs a bag of bits from his bedside and starts heading towards the spa.

 

Hanz and Franz were sitting behind the front desk of the spa, bored. It had been a slow day, with only the mail pony coming in to deliver some bills. Hanz had a deck of cards and the two were playing a game as Garret walked in. He cleared his throat and the two spa ponies jumped to attention, welcoming him to the spa. Garret dropped the bag of bits on the desk and asked for the same treatment his father got every week. Hanz looked at Franz uneasily. Franz looked back and asked Garret if he was sure. After asking a few more times they nodded and took him into the back room. The satyr was surprised to find it not full of spa equipment, but pillows. The spa ponies wordlessly sat him down and sat between his legs. Before he could question it, his trousers had been removed and the two each had one of his balls in their mouths, softly suckling them. Garret felt his member grow erect and looked at Hanz and Franz in surprise. Was this really what his father got up to every week? The question was driven out of his mind however as he felt a soft hoof wrap around his erect member and another hoof stroke his flank.

 

Hanz wrapped his lips around the tip of Garrets cock and began to slowly bob his head. Franz on the other hand stood Garret up from where he was sitting and sat down in his place, the spa ponies erect cock standing straight up in the air. Garret knew what was expected of him. Not wanting to offend Franz, he slowly began to sit down and felt the tip of the horsecock press against his tight hole. Garret bit his lip and pushed, feeling the member pop into his ass. He let out a soft moan and slid down the member, it being easier once the tip had entered. Soon he was sitting on Franz's lap, feeling full as the cock throbbed away inside of him. Hanz was still working his cock, his mouth and tongue teasing Garret. The satyr felt Franz's hooves on his hips as he began rising off of the member. He was suddenly pulled back down again and let out a loud moan of pleasure. Franz chuckled softly and began bouncing the purple haired boy, each thrust drawing small moans and other noises of pleasure from him.

 

With two ponies working his body, Garret couldnt hold on for long and soon enough Hanz felt the member in his mouth throbbing. Franz was also getting close, his member throbbing inside of Garrets ass. The satyr was drooling slightly, loud moans and soft pants escaping his lips. Soon enough Garret let out the loudest moan yet as he filled Hanz's mouth up with his seed. Franz felt Garrets ass tighten and he quickly filled the half-ponies ass up. The three of them laid back on the pillows, panting softly. Hanz and Franz exchanged a look. They had just fucked a child. They knew no-one could find out or they would have to move again. Garret found himself being pulled off of Franzs cock and dragged across the room. Hanz unlocked a door and the satyr was thrown down into the basement, a sickening crack signaling that he had broken at least one of his legs. Garret opened his eyes and nearly screamed as he saw about eight piles of bones, some with flesh still rotting on them. All were the size of little cots and fillies. All light was suddenly cut from the room as the door was closed and locked, Garret knowing he wouldnt live to see it opened again. Hanz and Franz cleaned themselves up and sat down at the desk again, picking up their cards.

Just another slow day at the spa.

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