[Anthro] [Pony] [Fantasy] [Tentacles] [Light Violence] [Non-Consent]
Price, had been fighting her way through a dense jungle to get from one village to the other. The villagers had warned her that the forest was dangerous, but she didn’t pay them any mind. She was confident in her skills and had to reach the next village to meet up with her girlfriend and make their way home. Her blade was in her hand, her clothes torn from the various beasts and thorn bushes she had trudged through.
Her wings were exhausted and damaged after the last pack of timberwolves had merged into a giant monster and swatted her across the sky. She went crashing through branches and small trees before she landed on the forest floor in a tumbling roll before getting up in a sprint, holding her wing close in pain with her other hand on her blade, her pack of supplies, including her healing kit, lost in the tumble.
She runs as fast as she can, using her sword to cut a path ahead and trying to outrun the pack as they had split up to chase her. But they knew the lay of the land better than her, and there were many more of them than she could have known. She hears them start to close in on her and panics, knowing she has only one choice.
She takes to the sky one more time as they pounce, staining her wing to have them all land under her before her draconic eyes flash red and a torrent of flame washes over the pack, setting them ablaze and running in every direction, seeing fire to everything around her as they die out and burn as her wings carry her along as she looks behind her to watch the beasts burn.
Then a resounding crack is heard from her wing as she’s screams in pain and it goes completely limp after being stressed much too far, sending her falling down again. She looks down to see a small pond of water and uses her good wing to try and steer herself away from the flames.
Price lands with a splash and another muffled scream as her wing collides with the water and the pain hits her and causes her to stop her blade into the depths. She sinks several feet under before she can push the spike of pain away and start swimming upwards to the surface, needing air and deciding to get the sword later.
As she swims up, something brushes against her leg before wrapping around her calve and pulling her back into the depths. She struggles in a panic, trying to pry the thing from her leg before another grabs her wrists and pulls he hands above her head, showing a strength not even the strongest stallion could have. She feels one last one wrap around her other calve before spreading her legs apart.
Price starts to panic even more as her air is running thin. She tries to go still, thinking it might let her go but that all ends as a probing tentacle slides between her legs and presses against her delicate lower lips through her already torn combat shorts. She struggles as much as her body can to no avail before she lets out one last terrifying, flaming roar that keeps the water away for only a few seconds before she runs out of air and closes her mouth tightly, crying and giving in to the wet, cold fingers of death as the warm, pulsing shaft pushes through her shorts, tearing a hole through them as it slides into her and forces her pussy open around it’s small length.
Price feels the tentacle push and pull, slide and rub inside her, feeling disgusting as she had only been with mares before and only had one mare play with her insides with her tongue and fingers. She starts to black out as another tentacle gently rubs her cheek, almost as if wiping away tears that had already mixed with the water, before the tip opens wide and closes around her nose and mouth, hitting her with a surprising gust of fresh air as she sucks in a deep breath.
The flame inside her boils to a radiating heart as she plans to sear the beast from the inside by shooting flames down into her air supply. Before she can though, a rental slides into her mouth from inside the other, feeling cold as ice as it slides down her throat and her body chills to the core, putting her inner fire out and cutting off her flow of oxygen. A tentacle appears before her eyes and shakes back and forth in a “don't” motion before the icy tendril pulls out of her and she can breath again.
She nods slowly, trying to ignore the tentacle that is pushing deeper and deeper into her, brushing against her insides as it explores her orifice. There is another tightness against her shorts before a second tentacle slithers in along her thigh and back around to get rear, rubbing her cutie marks as it’s tip finds its way in between her athletic butt cheeks and starts sliding against her puckered hole.
Price tries to take another deep breath as she fears the worst, but the supply of air seems to be measured now, giving her only enough to breath and nothing else as she’s molested by the tentacles, forced to moan into the one over her mouth as the disgusting things feel horribly good. She feels one brush against her good wing, folding it against her back before another grabs her broken wing and causes her to writhe in pain as it’s set into its natural position.
The next thing she feels is a sharp, needle-like prick at the base of her broken wing followed by a sudden lack of pain as the mix of anesthetic numbs her pain while the aphrodisiacs make her incredibly horny, moaning out in bliss as the tentacle in her pussy is joined by another, one thrusting inside as the other pulls out repeatedly. The one at her ass gently teases her hole open before popping inside, again and again as the bumpy ribbed shaft slides inside, growing thicker and going deeper as each bump pops inside her virgin hole.
A gentle tentacle starts pressing against her wings, mending the small tears in the draconic skin between the larger spines and seeing the broken bones to mend them back together correctly. Price moans in lust as she cums on the twin tentacles in her pussy, clenching on the one in her ass as she feels it push deep inside her, further than she ever believed to be possible.
As her orgasm continues, the tentacles all bulge thicker as waves of thick slime start sliding up from the depths below. She feels them bulge inside her as each wave of the gooey slime discharge inside her, filling her womb and ass and even deep into her intestines to be absorbed later. She feels her body grow stronger as the ooze absorbs into her and changes her body.
She didn’t even notice when it happened, but sometime during her orgasm her wings and hands had been released and she flexes her wings and noticed they feel better than they have in years as a tentacle places the handle of her blade into her open palm. The three tentacles inside her start pushing up into her, driving hard into her and lifting her up to the surface as the one over her mouth pulls away and she gets a full breath of natural air and pulls herself into the shore and stands up.
With one final push into her, the tentacles shoot a huge gush of slimy ooze into her, forcing her belly to bloat a bit as her womb is packed tight and sealed and her intestines are filled all the way back to her stomach. With a lewd squelching noise, they pull free of her, leaving her standing on her own, several inches taller with her sword in hand and shiny purple slime oozing from her ass.
She takes a look around, seeing what she had caused as the forest burns in every direction. With a sigh she turns to see the deep purple tentacles that had both violated and held her slither back into their small pond. The lust from the aphrodisiacs wear off and Price cums again as the rush hits her all at once, bracing her weight on the sword as it passes.
With a glance to the sky, she gets her bearings and takes to the air on her mended wings, feeling wrong, bit better than ever at the same time as she fly over the hillside and sees the caravan pulling into town and noticed a certain tan mare with a green mane talking with a vendor. She was almost home~
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