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Herding the bushel of apples he had collected for the day inside of the family barn, Big Mac found himself moving almost robotically as he stacked the basket he had collected next to the other fourteen he had managed to fill for today. He didn't know what he had done to make his herd leader so disappointed with him, but as the big red pony recalled the disinterested look the black pony had sent his way, Big Mac could only feel a sense of grief overcome him. Maybe he shouldn't have been so eager to try and seek out the other stallion's attention? That was a thought that constantly buffeted at the blonde equine's mind as he turned around to head back outside. He knew that he wasn't exactly a mare who could give the black stud the foals that he needed to make his herd grow and prosper. He was just a simple male pony.

The thought of not being good enough for his herd leader would have made Big Mac cry, had he had anymore tears to shed, but after seeing the other male walk off and away from him earlier that day the red pony had spilled all that he had felt onto the ground of the apple trees within the family's orchard. Not helping the red equine's plight in the least was the fact that after seeing his master, Big Mac had felt a strong thrum of lust pool with his groin, lowering his massive stud cock down in between his legs. Normally, this would not have been an issue with the red pony, as Big Mac would have simply ignored the constant throbbing underneath his body in favor of continuing with worth, yet as he felt the heavy throbbing grow more and more incessant, Big Mac found it hard to think of anything except his herd leader.

The thought of the black pony up and above him, rutting his hard belly over and across the red stallion's neck as he forced him to swallow around the long length of equine cock which Big Mac had been introduced to just days prior made the farmer pony flip his tail to the side, a low, keening whinny parting his throat. The memory of that long, turgid member slipping within the depths of his muzzle, forcing Big Mac to choke on the thick and gelatinous precum, his belly quickly filling with the warmth that came from another male's loins had the red pony almost drooling. At first he had been resistant to the strange male's advances, not caring nor liking the fact that the black stud had been eyeing his sister and her friend with that knowing look, but after sampling the delicious cock which seemed to possess a heat hot enough to brand his soul, Big Mac couldn't think of why anyone would deny themselves the chance to be underneath his herd leader.

The memory of that wonderfully musky shaft running over and across his nose, staining his senses with the heady scent of male lust, cause a shiver of need to trail over and across Big Mac's body. Hips shaking as his blonde tail flick from side to side, his tailhole puckering as though knowing that it would soon be filled with another male's seed, Big Mac could barely think straight as he moaned low within his throat. What he would give to have the larger male on top of him, thrusting his gargantuan member home inside of his backside, spreading the walls of his anus aside as he dumped gallon after hot gallon of equine spunk inside of the red pony's tailhole. Big Mac could just see himself, standing with his hooves up against the wall of his family's barn, his body soaked in sweat, his nape being taken into the black male's maw, teeth gently, but firmly holding onto him as his herd leader fucked him hard enough that it would leave him forever wanting. Just the thought alone spurred Big Mac into grunted and bucking himself back and forth against the air, his eyes slammed shut as he clenched his inner muscles hard enough so as to keep the black stallion locked firmly inside of himself.

Had anyone come along right then to see what the red pony was doing they would have been very...shocked by what they were seeing. However, Big Mac was alone within the orchard, for the moment, and that left the farmer to lose himself to his inhibitions, whickering and neighing as loud as he wanted as he called out to his herd leader. Flashes of the other, over and under him, the black stallion's cock hammering home deep inside of his flowered tailhole, the long length of equine shaft burying itself in deep as Big Mac gave himself completely to his herd leader, it all served to excite the red pony to the pony where his own cock couldn't help but to surge out of his sheath. The impressive piece of maleness, mottled both pink and black along its edges, spat out clear fluid onto the grass below, staining the ground with the thick odor of equine musk. All around him the air slowly began to grow heavy with Big Mac's scent, his body quickly becoming coated with sweat from the imagined exertion of his herd leader pounding away at him, both at his throat and in his tailstar.

It was when the first tingle of began to run along his heavy balls, the twin orbs churning and throbbing like crazy as they prepared to give up their frothy load that Big Mac came back to himself. Green eyes blinked in confusion as the farmer pony flipped his head around, looking for the one who was not present, before coming to the realization that this was not the place for what he was trying to do at the moment. Looking down at the ground and seeing a large puddle of clear slime painted across the grass, Big Mac snorted and then pulled himself backwards away from the evidence of his loss of control.

'Ah really need him right naw,' Big Mac thought in the same drawl he normally spoke with. Turning on his hooves to retreat back to the barn, the red pony made a quick dash to the safety of the enclosed space, slamming the doors of the building shut on his way in, before moving over to a stack of hay to drop himself down with a slump.

Silence reigned inside of the darkened space as the red pony tried to collect himself. It was a hard fight though as Big Mac found himself unable to think about anything else other than his herd leader. The black stud's strong body, his long legs, the heat that seemed to forever waft out from the larger male's form, his cock which seemed to be able to drill into a pony's mind, as well as his heart, were the only things that concerned Big Mac at the moment. Nothing else seemed to matter, despite the farmer doing his best to try and cast aside the visions of his herd leader to focus on something, anything else! It was as though some part of the black stallion had left a permanent mark on him and as Big Mac rolled himself onto his back over the bundle of hay beneath his belly the red pony couldn't help to to call out to that unseen blemish inside of him.

He wanted, no, NEEDED his herd leader to come and take him. To claim and make him a proper mare. The other had a right to do so, after all, he was the strongest male stud within Ponyville; that, if nothing else, made it the black male's burden to lay his seed within every pony within the village. Covering them with his scent until they stunk of the other's cum. Filling their backsides until their stomach's bloated from the white sludge which would mark them as belonging to the dark pony. All eyes should be glazed in rapt submission before the other, muzzles should have nothing less that the other's name forever attached to their lips. Tongue salivating for the male who had no equal.

Just the thought of being one of his breeding vessels, perhaps locked within a stall and trapped within a sling, tail raised by a rope and pulley to give full access to the other whenever he so desired, was the true way to live. And even though he knew he couldn't become full with the black equine's seed, what Big Mac would do to find a way to change his shape, growing heavy with breasts for his herd leader while widening his hips to prepare his form for spilling out a strong foal for the dominant stallion. The thought of his belly rounding, growing and swelling as twin colts grew inside of him, the next generation of studs that would spread their sire's seed into the world, had Big Mac groaning and he reached down with his hoofed hand to begin pawing at his long cock.

With his other paw, the farmer pony reached down to roll his fat orbs laying in between his legs, envisioning them pulling taut against his stomach as he spilled his unwanted seed onto the ground while gasping from his herd leader filling him with another batch of foals. Mind growing hazy as the other whispered to him what a good mare he was as the black stud hilted and then spilled himself inside of Big Mac, his cum, so hot and good, surging forward until his stomach could no longer contain the spooge and it was forced to wash out across his master's lower end. Then, after seeing such a display of wasted seed, the black pony would grunt and then begin humping him again, wanting to fill the red stallion with another load of cum just to make sure the first took hold inside of him.

How many hours to days Big Mac would spend trapped within the sling, his eyes rolled up into the top of his head as his lower end was pulverized by the strong jackhammer like thrusts which the darker equine would deliver unto him. The nights and days would blur together becoming one as the larger stallion seeded his submissive mare over and over again. His nape would be permanently marked by the impression of teeth having sunken in deep pass the thick red hide of fur and flesh, a sort of twisted declaration of servitude that would mark Big Mac as belonging to the other male.

Grunting as his hips began to frantically spike up against the air, Big Mac was so completely caught up in his little fantasy that he failed to notice the shadow of someone slipping into the barn through the unlocked doors at the front of the shed. The person, who remained somewhat undefinable because of the strong sunlight shining through the opened doorway, gasped in shock at what they saw. Again, not that the red farmer pony took notice of this as he rapidly pawed himself off. Eyes closed tight enough that it looked as though the other was in pain, Big Mac nearly jumped through the ceiling after feeling a hoof on his shoulder.

"Cousin?" Braeburn called as he looked to where his kin had jumped up onto the rafters of the barnhouse.

"Braeburn!!! Don't ya be startlin' me like t'at!" Big Mac shouted, a first for the normally docile pony as he climbed his way down from the top of the barn.

"Sorry, cousin, but I came in and called to you and you didn't hear me and then I..." The blushing golden earth pony didn't know what more he should say as he looked to his much larger relative as he dropped back down onto the floor below.

Watching as the other male, who happened to be breathing rather erratically, though whether from his somersault or from...what he had been doing beforehand, Braeburn couldn't be sure. And actually, he didn't think he wanted to know. Nope he did not want to know what was going on with his kin, just like he did not want to think about the almost two foot long pony cock which jutted out from in between Big Mac's legs. No siree. Braeburn wasn't imagining the long spire of flesh running back and forth inside of his cousin's hoof, the flared heard gushing with precum onto the floor, which there was now a very large puddle of.

"Wha' do ya wan', Braeburn?" Big Mac asked somewhat tersely as he tried to calm his rapidly beating heart back down to its normally set rhythm. A grunt of annoyance came from the red pony as he watched the other earth pony simply gawk at him for almost a minute on end without saying anything. "Braeburn! Ah was kinda busy here 'fer ya came along." There was little embarrassment on the normally subdued farmer's face, Big Mac actually seemed more like he was ready to throttle the other by the glowering tugging at his face.

"Oh...uh, I...well...that's is...you see..." The golden pony didn't know what to say exactly as he looked to the muscular stallion in front of him. Jade eyes averted as he tried to look elsewhere it was easy to tell that something was eating at the other male, but in his annoyance Big Mac could hardly see anything other than an interloper who had disturbed him from dreaming of his herd leader. "I..."

"Wha?!" The red pony stomped up to the other, nostrils flaring and ears pressed down low. When he was but a foot from the other, his hard snorts almost visible as small clouds puffed into existence from the farmer's nose, Braeburn did the only thing that seemed to make sense at the time.

He pressed his lips directly against Big Mac's own.

To say that this startled the other male would have been the understatement of the week. Big Mac, while being recently introduced into the pleasures of male-on-male interactions, quickly found himself enjoying the what it felt like to be able to be with another male as he opened his muzzle to allow Braeburn's tongue to slip its way inside of his maw. The golden pony, having always wanted a chance to be with his older kin, didn't let up for a second as he grunted and then pressed his head forward, swallowing around Big Mac's own wet muscle as the slippery organ ran deep inside of his own mouth. The two stood in place for several seconds as they exchanged tastes with one another; Big Mac's subtle flavor being somewhat hard to describe, much like the red pony's own personality while Braeburn's own exotic tang made him very appealing to the larger stud.

When they broke apart for air, the both of them panting hard as they stared at one another with lust fogged eyes filled with both love and need, it was Braeburn again who initiated the next phase of things.

"I want you, cousin," the golden pony explained as he moved himself forward, nuzzling his cheek against Big Mac's neck and chin. "I always have." No one knew that Braeburn was a closeted homo, that was something the golden pony had had to wrestle with for a long time as he never knew how to express his feelings to anyone with fearing that they would become disgusted with him. Not that there was anyone to say that what he felt was either wrong or out of place, the ponies of Ponyville were just so...established in how things were that it made the golden pony feel somewhat like an outcast as he often found himself desiring other males.

The thought of being under another stallion, of having a larger stud mount and then fill him, was something that Braeburn had envisioned for years. Having never summoned up the courage to try and ask one of his friends to mount him, the golden earth pony had had to make due with a lot of vegetables being stuffed up inside of his tailhole. Many a times he could have sworn that his parents were on the verge of asking him why some of the produce within the house kept disappearing whenever he was home alone, but thank Celestia that they never did.

Now though, "Mount me." Braeburn both asked and pleaded. His body automatically flipping around so as to present himself to his cousin, tail raised and front hooves lowered to the ground so much so that the golden earth pony's upper chest rested onto the floor of the barn.

Before Big Mac so much as opened his muzzle to ask the questions which were storming through his mind a figure appeared inside of the doorway of the barn shocking both males.

"Not without our permission, he will not," said the voice of someone who instantly made Big Mac's heart thump inside of his chest. Braeburn didn't know what to think or do as he found himself being ignored by his cousin as the larger red pony trotted over to the strange black male who was sauntering up into the barn.

When he looked on next, Braeburn was very surprised to see his starry eyed kin nuzzling and licking the face of the ebony stallion with very unusual crimson colored eyes. The black pony, who seemed to be a fair bit bigger than any equine Braeburn had seen before, showed little interest in Big Mac, at least, that was the way things looked as the other snorted and then shook his head, as though shooing the other away. Watching as Big Mac backed himself up some to let the other pass, the golden earth pony lifted himself up and then took a cautious step back as he suddenly found himself the center of the newcomer's attention.

"You are an unclaimed mare," the black pony said, his words ringing inside of Braeburn's ears the same as a gong being struck. "You shall be ours then, mare." The unnamed pony said as he leaned his head forward to sniff at the golden earth pony's neck.

"Who are you?!" Braeburn asked, his head whipping back away from the other as he began to trot backwards.

"We are know to others as Cere'Qul, since your tongue is not capable of saying our true name." The easy dismissal of the earth pony's question brought with it a heavy snort as the black stallion charged forward, knocking Braeburn over a bundle of hay.

"Hey!"

"Be silent mare!" Cere'Qul growled, his eyes burning with indignation for having one who would soon be a part of his herd speak out of turn so. "Your muzzle will be put to use in a moment," The black stud turned to regard the somewhat crestfallen red pony behind him, the other gazing longingly at him as though silently praying for the demon's attention, before nodding for the farmer to come to him.

Big Mac wasted not a second as he happily made his way over to the other male, his large green eyes almost twinkling in delight as he returned to showering affection over his herd leader. Cere'Qul...didn't say anything as he breathed in the sweat soaked scent of the slightly smaller stud, the scent of the red pony making him aroused in a way that was very different from what he felt for his other mares as his long, turgid cock came out and down to rub up against the front of Braeburn's tummy. A smear of precum trailed along the lines for which Cere'Qul drew against the golden earth pony's body as he began to roll his hips forward, his legs locking tightly around the shivering male as he nibbled at his male mare.

"You have been patiently waiting, have you not, my beautiful mare?" Big Mac nodded rapidly, needy whinnies tumbling out of his muzzle as he lost the ability to speak words, so happy was he. "Then you shall be rewarded for your wait," Cere'Qul turned to regard the submissive earth pony beneath him, the wide green eyes of the other expanding just a little more as the demon's lips crested up into an all knowing smirk. "This one you shall mount from the from, while I break open his back, that shall be my gift to you." Braeburn could have been knocked over with a feather after he heard the words of the other male.

Big Mac, on the other paw, didn't waste time trying to plead clemency for his cousin, why should he, after all, as the other was going to be getting what he himself had yet to be gifted with. Instead, the farmer pony moved himself around to the front of Braeburn's upturned muzzle and then formally introduced the younger stallion to the plump girth that was his horsehood.

"Wait a minute! Don't I get a say in this?!" The golden earth pony shouted as he was teabagged by his cousin's very big testicles, the musky sacs of flesh pu a somewhat dopey smile on Braeburn's snout after he took several strong whiffs of Big Mac's scent.

"No." was the last thing Cere'Qul said before he raised his front hooves up and then placed them over on top of the hay bundle resting underneath Braeburn's back. When next the black horse moved it was to run the flared head of his lengthening penis up against the pucker of the golden earth pony's tailhole.

The scream that Braeburn let out as his anal virginity was taken by his first real cock was quickly muffled by Big Mac as the older equine pulled himself back and then filled his cousin's muzzle with his own impressive endowment. And then there the three stood. Braeburn struggling and gasping as he was stuck like a moth onto the end of a needle as the two males up above him threw their heads back as they revealed in the sensation of having their massive dicks surrounded by moist heat. It was only by the grace of good luck that no one happened by the opened doors of the barn at that moment. Cere'Qul, in his excitement at seeing two ready mares needing to be bred, hadn't bothered to close the doorway as he made his way forward to get to his newest herd members. So because of this, there was no one to stop them as the demon stud began to lightly pull himself out of the golden pony's tailring, widening the muscles therein as his hefty shaft continued to surge with more and more blood, thickening the prodigious member until it returned to its normal length and girth.

Over in front of him, Big Mac shivered and blinked as he rolled his flank back, loving the feel of his cousin's tongue unconsciously slurping over his medial ring as he pushed further and further up inside of the flailing male. Once he was almost two-thirds of the way inside of his kin's muzzle, Big Mac snorted and then shook his head, golden mane spilling every whichaway, before he leaned forward to run his own tongue along Cere'Qul's lips. The startled black male, not used to such treatment while in the midst of his claiming of another, didn't stop himself as he opened his muzzle, allowing his male mare to take over his maw with warm licks as he did so.

The sight of them, with the larger stallion, his eyes wide and his haunches thrusting forward while Big Mac thrust his own hips forward into Braeburn's muzzle, would have been a very strange sight to see for anyone coming by, as for all intents and purposes, it seemed as though the red pony was the one taking charge of things. His golden tail whipping behind his erratically, the farmer looked as though he were having the most fun of the lot as his cock began to drool precum in large, sticky pools, so much that heavy streaks of male fluid rain down the sides of Braeburn's neck.

Cere'Qul was quick to correct this, however, as the demon narrowed his eyes and then grunted before shoving the other male's head forward. His own tongue quickly took the hint of the gesture as it snaked its way forward into Big Mac's throat, seizing control of their shared kiss as both dominant males began to hump inside of the golden toy hard enough to almost compact the other into two. Down below there was nothing the Braeburn could do as he slowly stopped his struggling in favor of accepting his new position as the mare to, not one, but two well hung studs. The texture of his cousin's cock, all meaty and wide across his tongue, pushed deep into the golden earth pony's throat, nearly choking the other as he tried hard to suck on what was being given to him.

Not helping matters any was the fact that down below his rectum was being torn apart by the broad phallus for which the black male possessed. Never having anything so big down there before, no cucumber in history would have been able to match the girth of Cere'Qul's arousal, Braeburn found himself feeling a pleasurable burn which seemed to light up all of his senses all at once. It was so wonderful, yet so painful, the girth of the shaft filling him to the brim while at the same time splitting him open down the middle. Braeburn wouldn't have given the shared moment up for anything, though. And to prove this as being so, the younger stallion began to push himself back and forth along the twin lengths of male flesh which ran inside of him.

The sudden increase in pressure coming from down below forward Cere'Qul and his mate apart, a sloppy string of saliva the only thing connecting them as they panted hard while groaning aloud. Hooves kicking up against the floorboards, the two dominant males let out passionate snarls as they neighed loudly into the waning afternoon. The heat and tightness of the holes encompassing them made it so that every little move Braeburn made brought them momentous pleasure as the smaller male's body squeezed them so tight the grip could have been been called vice tight. Rocking forward into each other, Cere'Qul and Big Mac moaned into each other's faces, the two of them barely seeing each other as they breathed in the rising plume of male musk which now coated the entirety of the room that they stood in. So deep and fragrant was the scent that the odor seeped out from the barn and into the air outside, catching into the noses of several ponies who happened to be flying through the air up above the orchard.

Neither male could stop to care about this, not as they found themselves growing close to the edge of orgasm. Their twin cock, pulse and throbbing so hard that they were almost vibrating inside of Braeburn's muzzle, gushed with so much precum that it filled the smaller earth pony's guts and tummy to the point where a small paunch could be seen rising within the submissive male's stomach. Hissing together as Braeburn wrapped his legs around both of their torsos, the two males had just enough time to spare a single glance between each other, a look that spoke of something neither were entirely sure was worth defining, before a tight clench at their cocks caused them to scream loud enough to rattle the rafters up above.

It was only thanks to sheer chance that Braeburn was drowned by the two males as they came at the same time inside of him. The twin organs inside of him, expanding his throat and anus to proportions that the respective holes were never meant to go, didn't so much shoot as they erupted and then exploded inside of the younger pony. The wash of cum that filled up the other male was so great that Braeburn's belly expanded like a balloon, that was just how massive a torrent that filled him from the two males climax was. However, because of the twin shafts spraying together at the same time within a space not meant to be filled so rapidly, the deluge of cum was forced back through the two holes that were being filled. The only warning that Braeburn could give to this happening was a slightly mumble before his mouth opened wide and his tailhole flowered open just a centimeter more than it already was.

Both Big Mac and Cere'Qul whinnied loud as they felt the heat of their mixed cum flood out across their legs. Not prepared for this, they both pulled backwards to try and get away from the waves of spunk which were hitting them, unintentionally giving the golden earth pony some much needed breathing room as his body tried to dump out the cum which was filling the submissive male.

Still caught within their respective climaxes the two stallions moaned as they rutted their hips forward into Braeburn, their orgasms going strong, despite the uncomfortable feeling they had of having semen splash up and across their bellies. Once the moment came to an end however, both studs began to pant as they pulled back, popping their cocks fully out of the shivering male.

"We are...pleased with our new mate," Cere'Qul said, more to himself than to Braeburn; the golden pony was unable to do much more than babble as he licked his tongue out across his snout in surrender. "But we have another mare to claim before the hour is finished," the demon stared intently at Big Mac as he spoke these words, the red pony blushing somewhat as he trotted up to the other obediently.

"Please," the farmer pony whispered after moving himself directly in front of the other male.

"Move yourself over on top of the other and then..." before Cere'Qul could utter the 'p' of present, Big Mac ran over to where Braeburn still lay, the other's ass literally trailing with cum like a waterfall, lifted his tail up and then bowed himself down low so that his snout rested over and across his cousin's sweaty throat. The two males, whether by coincidence or fault, ended up belly to belly together; Big Mac's still dripping phallus pressing up against Braeburn's own neglected cock. Had the other been coherent the golden earth pony might have taken noticed of how his cousin slow began to rub both of equine erections together, frotting them without conscious thought as the bigger male wiggled his hips in readiness to accept what his herd leader was about to bequeath upon him, but in being as physically, as well as emotionally exhausted as he was from such a thorough matting, Braeburn wouldn't have been able to tell which way was up had he been asked.

Cere'Qul, on the other paw, chuckled at seeing this, his cock growing firm once again as he sauntered up to the posturing red pony. In lowering his head down to snuff at the farmer's tailhole, the demon found himself shaking his head in appreciation at the tender, virgin flesh which he was about to sample.

"You will make a find broodmare when the time is right," the black stallion said quite ominously before he hopped himself up and then onto the other's back. The feel of the larger stud pressing his thoroughly wet shaft up against his winking pucker caused Big Mac to wince right before he yelped as three good inches of a very wide cock broke through his body.

"Prepare yourself, mare, for we shall be long in our efforts to deflower you," and with that, Cere'Qul began to push himself forward.

The feeling of the great stallion's cock slinking into him made Big Mac actually see stars, his body shivering and rutting against his cousin's half hard stallionhood. The two submissive ponies didn't know it but as Cere'Qul spread his seed within the two, the both of them were growing small wombs inside of their bellies which would soon grow large enough to support the demonic stallion's foals. At the moment though, this wasn't all that important to either earth pony as they groaned together, Braeburn slowly coming back to himself as he felt the hot, electric sensations of his cousin's cock sliding across his lower body. Green eyes looked up to see the whinnying farmer shaking his head wildly, long blonde locks flying across the air like mad as Big Mac hunched his hips backwards into the black stallion's thrusts.

Cere'Qul snorted, his large nostrils taking in the scent of the males beneath him becoming his new harem mates, his cock punching through the red stallion's back door with enough force that the other was forced forward against the golden earth pony. The sweet little cries that the crimson equine let, the loud neighs which sounded like gentle please, made the demon smile, almost, as he let his lust overtake him. His forelegs closed impossibly tight around Big Mac's chest, his back pumping forward with bruising force as black balls tapped against straining red orbs, the sight of them like a strange Newtow's cradle. The feel of his testicles churning, his cum quickly filling back up inside of the low hanging mounds, gave Cere'Qul new passion for wanting to seed his new mare.

Locking his teeth around the red male, Cere'Qul watched as Big Mac lowered his face down to slather his tongue across the front of Braeburn's muzzle, the golden earth pony opening his maw to allow his cousin to share a heated kiss with him. The knowledge that the two were performing one of the most taboo forms of sexual misconduct meant nothing to the two cousins, so lost as they were in the throes of ecstasy. The rubbing of their cocks against each other only made the sinful play of flesh all the more exotic to the demon, as Cere'Qul wondered if the two would have ever made such passions with one another had he not taken the two of them into his herd. From the looks of things, with the way Big Mac seemed to be dominating the Braeburn, the red pony all but sucking the breath from out of the other as he bobbed his head back and forth, his long tongue slurping in and out of the golden earth pony's maw, the black stallion figured that it wouldn't have taken much to get them going...with the right motivation.

That made what he was doing all the more entertaining to the demon stud. Pulling his massive black phallus back and then holding still, Cere'Qul watched as Big Mac began to fuck himself against his stalk of flesh without any extra provocation. His large haunches looked to be almost like a bird's wings moving through mid flight as the red stallion pounded his butt back and forth against Cere'Qul's belly. Down below, the farmer pony popped his snout off from around the smaller equine, strings of drool falling like pale, silvery ribbons down onto the moaning Braeburn's throat. In watching the two cousin's stare at one another, Cere'Qul got the chance to watched the two male grunt and then neigh before cumming powerfully onto one another. The deluge of white being so large that it coated the undersides of two completely as they shuddered, writhed, and arched into each other like two forms trying coming together as one.

Cere'Qul hissed, his fangs slipping out from underneath his dark lips as he fought to keep from losing himself to the clenching insides of the male mare beneath him. The orgasm between the two cousins lasted for several minutes, their minds harmonizing with each other to the point where neither could be sure who, or what, they might be. Once the moment was over however, the two earth ponies were left blinking at each other in confusion. It was obvious that they realized what they had done, yet neither knew exactly what to say or do as they felt the cooling essence on their torsos congealing like paste.

"You both are so beautiful," Cere'Qul said, startling both of his male mares. "We will be quite thrilled to see what foals you produce us," Before either pony could get so much as a breath in to try and say something the black stallion pushed himself back into Big Mac.

Like a spark being sent across a trail of spilled gas, a roaring fire shot through the red pony, setting Big Mac's hips to flying once again. Letting out a plume of his tainted musk, Cere'Qul noted the slowly growing arousal that began to overtake the two males once again. In the sec that Braeburn lifted his head to begin thrusting his tongue inside of Big Mac's slacked jaw was the moment when Cere'Qul started to restlessly push his back legs into the submissive red pony's ass. Now that he was sure that the two males would take care of each other's needs, his presence being between them or not, Cere'Qul knew that these two would make good broodmares for his herd...should anything happen to him again.

But before that, the demon rolled his hips to the side, spearing the red stallion onto his cock, locking his medial ring into the other so that his flared head could inseminate Big Mac's guts with his precum. Though the red male couldn't see it, even had his eyes not been completely focused onto the golden earth pony's face, Cere'Qul could feel the small pouch of flesh growing around his length, becoming larger and more full with every pulse of the demon's cock. Once he was sure that the process would be irreversible Cere'Qul slipped his hips backwards, his phallus pulling at the muscles of the red pony's insides enough to draw Big Mac's rump backwards.

The next dozen thrusts brought with it resonating whinnies, the likes of which made the barn shake as the demon slapped his muscular haunches into those of his mate's as the two intertwined bodies struggled together in untamed bliss. Down beneath them, Big Mac and Braeburn's cocks were slowly gushing again as the last few shots of cum spat out of the urethras of the two earth ponies before weak jets of precum sloshed over their bellies. The feeling of Cere'Qul's cock, ploughing through him, surging deep within his tailhole, coating his inner muscles with mind numbing horse essence, transformed Big Mac's thoughts into a repeating mantra for which he vowed his all to his herd leader. There would never be another who would take the red male's tailhole after Cere'Qul, forever would the farmer pony be ruined for any and all other males, and, though he didn't know it at the moment, once the first of the demon's foals popped out of his backside Big Mac would belong to the black stallion in both mind and body, his soul following slowly afterwards.

The earth shaking noise of copulation between the three males lasted for another twenty minutes before Cere'Qul felt his climax about to overtake him. His body, coated with sweat, breaths heaving so much so that they had turned visible, eyes glowing bright with exhaustion and satisfaction, Cere'Qul gave several more steady thrusts before locking himself tightly around the red pony. Snapping his fangs around Big Mac's nape, the demonic stud grunted and then snorted as he let loose his seed inside of his male mare with enough force to send the farmer into another orgasmic fit. The white wash that spilled out and across Braeburn's chest was much weaker than the first one that hit, the red stallion not having the mystically ability to quickly recharge the contents within his testicles so quickly, was left with spouting a few miniscule jets of cum onto the whimpering golden earth pony before suddenly going slack. Meanwhile, back behind him, Cere'Qul was whispering something underneath his breath, the words both foreign as well as unpronounceable in the current language that was common to the ponies of the world.

The slight glow that surrounded both Big Mac and Braeburn was missed by both males but not by the black male as his nose caught the rising scent of estrus coming from the two cousins. While he knew that it was too soon for the two to grow thick with his foals today, Cere'Qul could already count the days before the time would right for the both of them to grow ripe and round with his colts. The day when he would be greeted with the sight of the two, their fully formed twats spilling forward juices as his foals greeted the earth, a heavy set of mammary glands hanging from underneath the two shemales, heavy with rich, nutritive milk to feed his growing brood with, would be a sight for which Cere'Qul would gladly await.

Shifting his hips to get the last of his cum out, Cere'Qul slowly backed himself away from the smaller stallion, making sure to clench his inner muscles to get out the thick gel-like smegma which could keep his new male mare filled. Setting his front hooves back down onto the ground, which was stained with cum from the two cousins and sweat from the three horses, Cere'Qul moved himself over to have a word with the two males...only to find them out cold, the both of their muzzles drooling into one another.

"Hehe, they will do us well," Cere'Qul said aloud before turning to move himself over to the front doors of the barn. Closing the storage building with his powers, sending the inside of the area into almost pitch black darkness, the demon's glowing red eyes were left to shine with a mirthful light as he looked to the sleeping male mares before him. "Very well, indeed." And with that, Cere'Qul settled himself down to keep watch over the two earth ponies, his unshifting gaze taking in the sight of the subtle changes that were overcoming both.