Firecracker's Fructose-Fueled Fling

Participants

• Firecracker
• Richard

Date

2/04/2020

Log

Richard, who looks pleasantly human for the first time in what seems like weeks, is sitting at the bar in the lobby of the Red Court and silently sipping a soft drink of some sort. Behind the counter, the goo girl bartender goes about cleaning glasses. Neither of them seem to be in any sort of a bad mood, but they definitely aren't jumping for joy. It's just another day in Fairhaven with not much going on.

Firecracker flitterflaps into the room in the same fashion as usual, zipping right on in and looking around to all the stuff and things the place has to offer. Then she spots a guy at a bar, and a goo girl too! And they have drinks! Well at least one of them does. The little pink pegasus is pretty suddenly on the countertop, poking the drink with a forehoof as it sits on the counter. "Hiya! Whatcha drinkin'? Is it good? Can I have some?" she asks rapidly, standing up on her hindlegs to place her forehooves over the rim of the drink and poke her muzzle up above it to sniff at it.

Richard blinks in surprise before collecting himself to say, "Hello. Cream soda. Yes. Also yes." He looks towards the transparent green bartender and asks her, "Jade, would you get another for her on my tab?"

The goo girl is sliding one of those pizza-thingies across the countertop to the tiny pony. You know, the thingie that's supposed to keep the top of the pizza box from hitting the pizza and getting cheese stuck everywhere? I'm sure you've seen it before. It looks like a tiny table, and 'Jade,' as Richard called her, uses it for exactly that by placing a teensy glass of the same soda on top of it. "Micros drink for free," she states, "But I charge extra for mixed drinks."

Before he can even order the new drink, Firecracker is already dunking her face into his glass and slurping up the sweetness. Even with her face in the glass, her ear flicks at the sound of the little table and drink being poured for her. "Ahhh~!" she says as she comes up from the glass, face covered in soda and belly full of it. She uses her long tongue to circle all around her face to draw up the remaining liquid into her mouth. "Thanks!"

Richard is silently grateful that he didn't have to pay for her drink, and that there don't appear to be any stray strands of micro mare mane in his drink. "That's a neat tongue trick. Mine's not nearly that long when I've got the Puny Pegasus infection," He compliments. On the outside he looks calm and ready to pet ponks, but he keeps on forgetting- actually, he *can't* forget how bloated he gets when he drinks fizzy stuff as a micro, and given that Firecracker seems to operate on cartoon physics…

Whatever Richard was expecting to happen, doesn't. Instead, the little pink pony seems to start vibrating in place slightly as she stands against the glass. "Oh hey that's really sweet and tasty and bubbly and creamy and kinda vanilla-y and I never had this before and what was it called again? Oh wait ya never said what it was called didja? Oh lemme guess! Is it Vanilla Surpise? Sweet Fizz? Creamy Bubbler?" she rapid-fires, at the human as she bounces in place.

Behind the bar, Jade looks on in concern, backing away and putting loose glasses safely inside of the cabinets. Richard had been expecting a disproportionately large belch, though the comedic whims of the universe seem to have had other ideas. "Cream soda," he repeats to the resonating and reduced-in-size mini-mare. He is definitely not freaking out internally at the beast he has inadvertently unleashed upon Fairhaven. Gods help us all, Firecracker is having a sugar rush.

"Oh! Creamy soda! Yeah! Hehehe! That makes lotsa sense! Cause it's all creamy and soda-y too! So of course it's cream soda! Hehehehe!" Firecracker happily giggles at the obviousness of the appropriately-named beverage. "Oh yeah! I forgot to tell ya! I'm Firecracker! What's your name?" the mini mare asks, jumping up into the air and hovering in place much like a hummingbird as she holds out a hoof in greeting.

Richard holds out a single finger for her to shake. It'll probably grow back. "I'm Richard. We've, uh, met before. Granted I looked different almost every time, but we have. Mostly on Taco Tuesdays." In his head, he's trying to figure out some way to defuse this bomb he's armed. None of his ideas are particularly safe or good, but they're ideas. "So... I take it you like sugar?"

Firecracker grasps that finger with her hoof... somehow, and gives it a vigorous shaking. "Goodta meetcha Richy! Again I guess! Oh yeah tht makes sense though cause Tuesdays are for tacos and lotsa people can meet other people when tacos are around! Uh huh! I love sugar! Like cupcakes and cookies and regular cakes and pancakes and pans but not to eat pans but pans so that you can cook things in them like pancakes! Hehehehe~!" The whole time she's speaking, she's still shaking that finger.

Nothing in that finger has snapped - yet. "Yeah, I thought you might like it. Uh... quick question: is diabetes still a thing out here? You know, sugar overdose?" Richard asks. "I don't think I've heard of it being a thing, but you seem pretty close to going overboard. Might want to slow down a little. Maybe we should go outside, or up to the rooftop pool, or something? How does that sound to you?"

"I have no idea! But if there's one thing I know for sure is like they always say you can never have too much of a good thing! So obviously more sugar is more betterer! Hehehehe~! Oh wait, how am I gunna go overboard? I'm not even on a boat, Silly! Or are we gunna go up to the pool to get on a boat so we can go overboard? Like pirates! Yaaaar! Walk the plank matey! Hehehehe! That sounds super fun! Oh I can think of other super fun things to do too! Like didja know there's a dungeon downstairs? I bet that we can go adventuring and get treasure!" Firecracker babbles on and on, still shaking that finger.

Richard's finger starts to feel sore. He chugs the rest of his drink with his other hand while Jade hides away anything with a trace of caffeine in it. "I've been down in that dungeon. There's only two rooms and the treasure down there is more of a metaphorical 'the friends we made along the way' kind of treasure." Though they might have a cage small enough to contain 1 (one) hyperactive poni… "Though, uh, you know what they say about how magical and precious friendships are. Let's go have an adventure!" He says with semi-sincere enthusiasm.

"Yay! Adventure Time! Friendship is magic! Other shows that don't even exist in this universe but to heck with it!" Firecracker cheers out happily and jumps up onto Richard's shoulder, bouncing in place as she waits for her steed to go forth and conquer the dungeon of metaphysics or whatever. "Onwards and downwards!" she announces, pointing a forehoof forth heroically.

It's not every day that one becomes a horse's steed, but here we are. "Yes! Forth we shall sally!" Richard exclaims, trying to ignore the fabric of reality that Firecracker fiddled with to have knowledge of those shows. Instead, he preempts her by saying, "I don't know whether the 'Sally' in 'sally forth' is supposed to be a name or a verb," tacking on a, "Do you know any Sally Forths? Or Thirds, or Fifths?" as he starts to descend towards the dungeon with pony in tow. Sounds like he's getting less anxious. He must think he's getting some control of the situation. Let's see how wrong he is about that.

Once the door to the dungeon closes behind the bantering buddies, Jade lets loose a sigh of relief so strong that her goopy body droops a bit.

Firecracker bounces excitedly on Richard's shoulder as he walks off towards the dungeon. "Nope! No Sally Sixths or Sevenths either! Or any other fractions!" Once they actually make it into the dungeon and she gets a look of what's really down here, here tune changes juuuust a bit. "Hey, this isn't an adventure dungeon! This is a sex dungeon! Unless those are some really really weird clubs that just look like dildos and vibrators and stuff! And they got a whole buncha other stuff too! Like ropes and straps and tables and drains and milkers and all sortsa stuff!" In her observations, her bouncing changes from up and down to more of a grinding of her wetness into his shoulder.

Richard kicks the door shut behind himself to hopefully prevent the tiny terror from fleeing into Fairhaven. She doesn't sound too upset that this isn't the sort of dungeon she was expecting. That scares and arouses Richard. Scarouses? Yeah, that. I don't know when that episode of Futurama came out but we've already established that the fourth wall is optional. Anyway, he feels a wet rubbing through his clothes and can only surmise that it has to do with Firecracker's shift in tone. "Yeah, that's what I meant. It's *that* sort of friendship. I forget, do you know if you were born before P-Day?" He asks, stalling as he looks for a teensy cage to put her safely inside until she calms down. Zilch. Well, he tried. As Firecracker replies, he types out a brief last will and testament to his friends along with an explanation of his situation.

"That's not friendship, Silly! That's sexy funtimes! They're fun and sexy and timey wimey! You can have sexy funtimes with friends though! And pretty much everyone is my friend!" Firecracker says as she keeps looking around. "Oh that? I have no idea! Actually, I dun even know what that is so I can't even tell ya if I even knew when I was born!" She giggles again and then goes into the real good stuff. "So d'ya wanna have fun down here even though there isn't really any treasure except for maybe my special pearl! I dunno if that counts since ya can't really keep it though but ya can play with it anyway, hahahaha! Oh wait maybe ya didn't get it, I meant my itty bitty clitty! Actually it's probably to itty bitty for playing so lemme fix that say whenta stop!" And with that she inhales a nice deep breath, plugs her hoof into her mouth, and then blows. At first her cheeks just puff out, but then the rest of her follows along, growing right there on Richard's shoulder.

"It can be both!" Richard asserts. He's soundly ignored as the chattering continues on. Eventually Firecracker stops to give him an actual opportunity to reply. "Nah, I got your meaning the first t- wait what?" He looks towards the increasing weight on his shoulder and questions any conceptions he had about Firecracker. Could she do that the whole time, or has she become some sort of sugar-infused deity of chaos? He's too stunned to say anything for now, let alone 'when.'

Obviously, to Firecracker anyway, no when means to keep growing! And keep growing means she first gets bigger than a cat, then a dog, then a Richard as she keeps getting bigger. Good thing she's rather light, even when she gets bigger!

Richard watches in horrified arousal... 'horrousal,' if you will, as the previously puny pegapony passes his eye-line. Her increasing weight had forced her to slide off of Richard's shoulder, creating a trail where her cunt passed over the creases of his clothes. "Uh..." he uhs, before he finally realizes he hasn't totally lost control of the situation. "When!" He backs up to size up the upsized size shifter. He's been the small spoon before, but this is... She's nearly as big as an actual horse. He's six-foot-something at the moment and she could easily lean forward and lick his forehead. "Holy heck, have you always been able to do that?!" He asks with a tinge of impressed-ness in his voice, though he's reading the situation just fine as he removes his previously mentioned clothes.

Firecracker plops right onto the ground no problem as she slides off Richard's shoulder, continuing to grow as he gets his wits about him enough to finally say "when" and cause one of her ears to flick as she recognizes the command. She pops her hoof out of her mouth and looks down at him from her new, much larger and higher position. Even though she's still sitting on her haunches, she's a good foot or two taller than he is and standing up only makes the difference even greater! "Do what? Get bigger? Yeah, why wouldn't I be able to do that? Don't be silly, Silly! Hehehe~!" she gigglesnorts that bubbly laugh of hers.

Richard sputters for a second, then says, "But have you been CHOOSING to be small and adorable and-" He's cut off by that laugh and sparkling smile. That's all the answer he needs. "Nevermind," he says, throwing his hands up into a shrug. "Let me at that clit and we'll work some of that sugar out of your system," he alliterates as he walks behind the en-hugened horselike mutant.

Firecracker doesn't have much to say about that offer, instead she just stands up on all fours and lets Richard walk around behind her. She moves her huge poof of a pink tail off to the side and reveals her big, puffy pink pony pussy and the plump, no longer itty bitty clitty tucked away between the lips. "How's that gunna get any sugar outta me?" she asks with a tilt of her head. "I'm sure it's real sweet though, so that probably counts!" she giggles again, looking over her shoulder as he gets behind her. "Oh and were ya gunna play with all these toys around here? Cause I like having super fun sexy fun times and I bet you do too cause super fun is even better than regular fun!"

Richard stops mid-step and remembers that, oh right, he's in a sex dungeon. "...That probably should have occurred to me." The shackles look like they'd be the only thing that could clamp around Firecracker's oversized even for her size hooves, and that might be a load bearing wall, so... yeah. She's free. He'll have to keep her put by *other means.* Moving aside and browsing briefly through his options, he quickly spots two of the largest 'massagers' he's ever seen... and wouldn't you know it, there's an industrial sized barrel of lube right there. "Okay, I've got a plan," he announces, dipping one of the leg-sized plastic cylinders in the lube. Pulling it out and slinging it under his arm, he shuffles back over to the behind of this big equine with the second, dry 'massager dragging behind him. He drops that one and levels the wet fake willy right at the top of Firecracker's inverted exclamation point.

Firecracker looks over to see Richard leaving her behind and lets her tail rest for a bit as he goes to find some rather large vibrators, dunks one into a vat of lube, and then brings them both back behind her. Up her tail goes again, this time her clit pushes out of its hood to make it apparent how much it's looking forward to getting acquainted with its new friend. the plump pleasure button makes for a good resting spot as the wet willy lays atop it, pressing teasingly at the sensitive bits beyond its tip. "Oh, this is a good plan, I like it so far! Which means I'll probably like the rest of it too!"

Richard's grip slipped and he rests the tip of the tool with which he shares his name against the jawbreaker-gumball sized goodie at the bottom of Firecracker's fun bits. "Yep, super fun," he grunts, grabbing the super slick fake dick and pushing it against her ponut. Like a slow-motion tank loader, he heaves and gently pushes the huge human-esque how-do-you-do home.

Firecracker's tail lifts up even higher as that slick dick pushes against her ponut and slides right on in thanks to all that lube. The big pony gasps out loudly and her wings spread and shudder as she raises up to her tippy hooves at the somewhat uncomfortable and unexpected stretching. Deeper and deeper in it slides, spreading her insides as she relaxes her bum and lets it in.

And finally, it bottoms out in her bottom, but only barely. The bigger black base of the battery operated big boy is adjacent to her plump pony anus. Richard reaches up and flicks a switch to set the artificial stud to stimulate with a low and slow buzz. "Super fun," he repeats, dusting the dildo-lube off of his hands, "which is like normal fun, but in a cape. Or in a sex dungeon." As he watches the massive mare squirm, his confidence returns. Situation: under control. That was kinda close. He also returns with the second dildo and prepares to put it in her pussy. "Hope you're a wet one, 'cuz that's how I'm planning to get all that sugar out of you."

Firecracker shifts and adjusts as that big black dick slides into her butt deeper and deeper until it can't go any farther! The fat base rams against her rump as it gets planted fully inside her, squishing into her plump ponut before a switch is flicked and the whole thing sets to buzzing around her insides. "Ohhh~!" the big pony moans, lifting up a hindleg to twitch a bit in the air as her intestines are stirred about. Richard would be able to see rather plainly how much of a wet one she is as her clit throbs, letting her juices start to drip down her inner thighs.

Richard was expecting not to need lube for the second part of his plan, and is pleasantly unsurprised to find that wide-lipped, pulsing pony pussy is positively plastered with a plethora of pussyjuice. He doesn't slide the darn-huge dildo into her downstairs so much as he feeds it to her femininity, strong equine sexual muscles pulling the penis-analogue into her until it bottoms out as well. He flicks the switch with a flourish and admires his handiwork. "Yep, you were right. Seems like you like this plan, you big..." Hm. What's a good thing to say when dirty-talking a horse? Her ass is gigantic, but so is the rest of her... though that thing draping over him as he works her pussy and pony-pucker seems like a more appropriate target. Yeah, that'll work. "...tail lifter."

Indeed Firecracker's strong pussy muscles grasp onto that dildo as it is fed into her second mouth, as it were. Each rhythmic contraction has her swallowing down more of the girthy rod as it stretches out her cunt just as much as her ass already was, pushing against the vibrating twin above through her inner walls. Her twitching leg finds its way to the floor to stabilize the rest of her body as her upper half lowers down, keeping her rump up. She gives little bucks backwards with each swallow her vaginal walls make, drawing the thing in deeper until it bumps right up against her inner ring at the same time it reaches its base. A short wince and gasp along with a powerful clenching around both cocks is immediately preceded by a longer moaning as the second dick starts vibrating her more sensitive walls. At the mention of her being a dirty tail lifter, the tail reacts by lifting and twitching even more! Or maybe that's just because of the vibrating cock stuffed into her ass.

Richard backs up and watches with satisfaction as the supersized sugar succubus slumps onto her front. Each cheek of her ass wibbles and wobbles with the vibrations of the toys in her vagina andanus above.

All right, shit, he's not getting anything from this except a sexy sight. A damn sexy one, but still. How can he participate? That clit looks nice and juicy, but he'd be left hanging while this hyper hors- Hyper horse! Match that up with something that's got sweet semen and then there's a guaranteed good time for all. Damn it feels good to be a shifter. Leaning around the monumental mounds of mare-butt, Richard asks, "Hey, in case you can still talk... what's your opinion on dicks with knots?"

Firecracker keeps her vibrating backside nice and high as she clenches and wriggles around the dildo double penetration. She breathes out panting breaths through her mouth as she rests her chin in her forehooves, making light bucks into the two things stuck inside her. More of her marejuices leak out around the dick in her pussy to wet her thighs and teats as she drips to the floor, giving quite a sexy sight indeed. Her ear flicks as she's brought out of the lusty haze she was put in and she looks back to the man with a plan. "Oh, I know that one! It's real nice to get 'em pushed up in you and stuck in there with a nice big stretching that stays there for real loooong and haard and ooohhh~!" she moans out loud as a particularly strong clenching wraps 'round the two cocks filling her.

Knotted it is, then! "All right! One thing, though: Even if you had an open hole back here, I'd need to be *pretty* limber to lick your clit, so..." Something is snaking its way under Firecracker's front from behind. It's warm, and slick, and feels like it's pulsing to a rapid rhythm. As it continues to creep underneath her, its shape slowly shunts her back onto her front hooves... or at least leaves them dangling limply around it while still in contact with the floor. Depends how much presence of mind she's got at the moment. Having pushed the pegapony up into a standing position, she can now feel all of it beneath her. It's big and bulbous near her belly, but tapers to a tip. A tip that's right under her chin and smells like soda. "...Getting it stuck in you isn't in the cards right now," Richard calls from atop his ridiculously large root beer scented cock and balls. He's grown a pair of dog ears and a wildly wagging tail to go with his canine cock. "But I *did* pick something with a flavor you'll like!"

Firecracker lifts herself up with her forehooves to make room for the slick sausage as it grows under her, sort of like a dick of her own as the massive thing creeps from between her hindlegs all the way to her face. The sweet smell has the pony salivating in no time, or maybe she was already drooling from the dual vibrators inside her, hard to say. Either way, she rests her weight onto the big boner, giving it a combined teatjob, thighjob, hoofjob, and blowjob as she grinds her hips into it, squeezes her legs around the knot, rubs around the tip with her forehooves, and laps at the top of the tip, all at the same time.

Richard sits down on his substantial, nearly floor-brushing balls and moans at the mare's full-body ministrations. He slumps forward into something wet and sticky, which reminds him of why he had the idea for this harebrained hyper hedonism. Maybe not so harebrained. The way her hooves are so deceptively soft around the end of his color-coded candy-striped shaft, and how that broad tongue and cute snoot of hers lap lovingly at the rounded taper of his tip... he used to think Joy was the more sexual one of the pega-pair. Turns out that Fire's a cutie in the streets and a freak in the metaphorical sheets. "Ooh... just like that..." is all he manages to get out before latching onto that convulsing ponycunt clit. Meanwhile his arms creep up over her thighs and inwards towards the vibrators' controls.

Firecracker squishes the tapered tip between her own squishy hooves, giving it a nice couple of squeezes before rubbing it around in circles as she continues dragging her broad tongue over it, making sure to lick at the little opening there any time some sweetness leaks out. And speaking of leaking sweetness, the pegasus' own clit tastes like cotton candy while the juices flowing over it tastes like creamy sweet cream soda, even if it is just as sticky as marejuice normally is. She lets out a squeal of pleasure as her clit is latched upon, wings giving a flap with each tug on it as she hugs the cock under her and the two inside her even more tightly.

Richard tastes sugar and vanilla. Gosh dang, she practically sweats the stuff. That must have been a larger dose than he thought. At least, that's what he'd be thinking if he could still form thoughts beyond 'this feels and tastes heckin' good' and 'doing this will make her feel good.' His moans mimic the nearby 'massagers' as he mouths the mega mare-clit, and his mitts mash against that mighty ass as they migrate their targets. Feeling around blindly, he finds the dials for the vibrating dildoes and raises their setting from one to two. Those heavenly hooves and hungry mouth deserve a reward, after all.

Firecracker's cock rocking only picks up as her clit is vibrated along with her insides. She humps faster and faster, plump pleasure button throbbing in his mouth as she picks up the pace, and the increased intensity is enough to get the mare's whole body rhythmically squeezing and rocking as a wave of marecum gushes out of her. "Ahhhnn~" she squeals out as she cums, hugging the dildos tightly as she clenches again and again, hugging the cock beneath her with all four of her legs and pressing her cheek into it.

Richard is covered from head to chest in sweet marecum, but he himself is only leaking pre. His sworn and solemn duty is to drain all excess sugar from Firecracker, or get laid trying! The vibrations and friction of the fuckhuge filly's rockin' and moanin' and slidin' and squealin' are starting to do the job, though. Not only does she sound positively precious, her pony-moany noises pass through her body and into his rod. That and her chubby cheek rubbing his re- no wait, it's color coded for root beer. Brown rocket doesn't alliterate. Anyway, he swallows what he can of her high-fructose fun-juices and turns the vibrators up and down with the ebb and flow of her first orgasm. That's right. First. He's going for a multi-orgasming mega-mare! She'll be too fucked senseless by the end of this to be a hazard, and the city of Fairhaven will be saved!

Yeah, nah. His thoughts aren't nearly as heroic as that. He's eating pussy and getting a body-job for his dick that's bigger than he is. He clocked out loooong before his pony partner's orgasm hit.

Firecracker's moaning and squeezing only picks up as the vibrators dance around inside inside her, hitting her highest highs to make them even higher before letting her drop nice and low just to toss her up again. If it's a multi-orgasmic mare he wants, that's just what he's going to get! After several cycles of spasming, her squeals get even higher pitched, warbling along with her vibrating body as another large, fresh wave of marecum splashes onto the man behind the wheel, or more accurately, with his hand on the buzzer.

Richard swallows and sputters, struggling to keep up with the stream of slick stuff running all over his face! Still, he suckles the sensitive parts of her slit, giving the clit a break to lovingly lather her labia... which, holy heck, is stretched around a dildo that has the same girth as his head. The one with a brain inside it (allegedly). His tongue dances a full circuit around her feminine mound before latching back on to the love buzzer at the bottom. Her moans are music to his ears, and he feels her voice just as much as he hears it. Her fun has been doubled, but he's nearing his own huzzah if the increasing pulses of sasparilla flavored precum and the fast and heavy heartbeat in his shaft are anything to go by.

Firecracker is too focused on the multiple, repeated waves of orgasmic pleasure brought on by the oscillating vibrations to pay any attention to the throbbing cock under her. He'll just have to make do with the repeated humpings into it as she cums, pressing her soft teats into his knot as she hugs it, and the rest of his cock, with her very large and very warm body. At least she's still rubbing her cheek into his tip as she holds him in a tight hug!

Soon enough, the insensate mare's squeezings and rockings and nuzzlings are proving to be too much for Richard. His moans magnify in volume and pitch along with the mare's, and he loses his coordination, leaving both vibrators on a high setting. His hands instead squeeze what they can of the massive, pyrotechnic-decorated ponka-donkadonk. He adds his own rocking to the equation to the extent that he can as he feels up that fantastic flank.

Firecracker's tongue lolls out to rest against the tasty root beer dick, giving little licks as she hugs and humps away. Now with the two huge vibrators going at maximum strength, she doesn't have much of a choice but to hump hard and fast, giving the knot below her a wet, slippery teatjob as she is fucked by the dual vibrations digging into her ass and pussy.

Richard's dam finally breaks after all of that squeezing and the teats tender touch, sending liter after liter of love-liquids out past the lolling tongue of his large dungeon-buddy. His moans peak with each pulse of sweet-flavored paste, which copiously coats a corner of the room. Thank goodness they had the foresight to install drains in here.

Even as she keeps cumming, Firecracker knows an exploding dick when she sees it! Or feels it! Or smells it going off right next to her snout! She adds to the orgasmic bliss by jerking him with her hooves, coating her frogs in root beer cum as she rubs and squishes. She even wraps her lips around the tip after a few blasts in order to coat the inside of her mouth with the sweet stuff as she drinks it down, swallowing load after load of jizz as she suckles on his tip.

Richard spasms and spurts into the pretty pink-asus's mouth and squirms under her stroking. He grabs on tight to her gigantic glutes as his girth gushes, going ham with his attempts to thrust under her body and into her face. The colossal cum-guzzling cutie, the room, and even his own wagging dog-tail fade to a pleasant, numb white from his perspective...

From Firecracker's perspective, He just passed out at the end of his orgasm. He's starting to soften beneath her, and those vibes are still going unchecked at full force.

Firecracker takes note of the man behind her suddenly passing out, taking away a few of the pleasant sensations that were running through her. Luckily for him, the pink megamare can get a lot done when she wants, and recovers pretty dang quickly, even from a triple or quadruple-gasm! She gets up off the equally megacock beneath her, swallowing down the cum in her mouth and licking it all off her face with her tongue as she flicks and shakes her forehooves in the direction of the drain to get them all nice and clean. Then she scoops up the passed out kemo candy doggo onto her back and trots back up the stairs, after making sure he stopped leaking anyway. Each step feels pretty nice with those dildos still going strong though! She takes Richard and brings him over to the bar where she found him in the first place, plopping him down into the very same seat and resting him onto the counter top. She uses her forehooves to frame the scene, squinting with one eye and tongue hanging out in concentration. She nods, satisfied with the arrangement, and with a final pat on his back, off the megapega goes, never to be seen again! Until some time tomorrow probably.

...And Jade just passively watches all of that happen. She shrugs her slimy shoulders at the departing plus-sized pega with playthings still placed in her posterior. Then she picks up a glass to polish and cleans it until it shines. Just another day in Fairhaven with not much - okay, maybe a FEW things going on.