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Stratus is an original character of Poor Yorick.
Spitfire/Thunderlane belong to Hasbro.
My Little Pony also belongs to Hasbro.", "writing": "Where Wonder and Shadow Meet\n\nIt was the witching hour, when Luna's glorious moon provided only the most basic of illumination to the denizens of the night. Certainly Canterlot's streets had illumination scattered around, but there were many darker places for ponies to meet and mingle in relative secrrecy. Two such ponies had been meeting regularly for late night training sessions together.\n\nHe was a large stallion, easily mistakable for one of the Royal Pegasi Guard if not for that sleek, black and purple flight suit that clung to his body so tightly. His blue-cyan mane was pushed back to standing by a a pair of yellow tinted flight goggles. Across the left side of his snout a rather striking scar lingered from some past encounter with what one must assume was a rather jagged blade.\n\nShe, much to the contrary of her stallion companion, was a svelte mare of bold oranges and yellows to make up the bulk of her colors. her flight suit had already been removed, placed on the ground with her moving over to strip the stallion of his own. She spoke up softly, teasingly, \"You know, Stratus, if you weren't so bulky you could easily handle this part yourself...'\n\n\"Mnpft, if I weren't so large, you wouldn't work up such a sweat while we're training together, Spitfire.\" Stratus replied, is tone rather gruff by all standards as the zipper was pulled down along his flight suit and the outfit gradually removed to expose his gray colored coat to the night's cool air. There was a mild musky aroma on the air from the sweat that was built up beneath his uniform from just how long he'd been in the thing.\n\n\"Shut up and get on your back, Shadowbolt, before I scream for a guard.\" Spitfire retorted, though a soft giggle exposed she was merely teasing, even as the stallion settled in on his flanks, back resting against the alleyway's wall as the Captain of the Wonderbolts moved in for their warm-up part, a slow, steady barrage of licks falling upon the stallion's swollen sheath and plump orbs. \n\n\"So, did you finally pick somepony, Spitfire? A 'spotter' for our 'training'?\" Stratus asked even as his swelling piece of pegasi pride spilled into the open air under the steady caress of Spitfire's agile tongue. It was the sort of monstrous slab of meat that would leave most nervous about taking it, but Spitfire viewed handling the fifteen inches of soda can thick flesh as a fitting challenge.\n\n\"Yeah, I did, why are ya wanting to test him for yourself, Stratus?\" Spitfire asked as she slipped up onto the stallion's lap, her forehooves resting on the wall on either side of Stratus's head as she eased her sex down onto that flared head, spreading her sex wide with a most lewd of moans that bounced its way with an echo down the alleyway.\n\nStratus gave a little nod of his head as he gave a pump of his powerful flanks upwards, letting more of himself sink into Spitfire with a quiet nicker of delight, \"Aaah, yeah.....Gotta make sure he's got strong enough lungs to keep pace with us.\" Stratus remarked as his forehooves moved to take a firm grip on Spitfire's flanks to encourage her along at a faster pace. How he delighted in feeling that tight love tunnel stretch around his girth, and all while she moaned in pleasure rather than shrieking in pain.\n\nSpitfire did comply and quicken herself, to bring her puffy sex to resting against his sheath before she started to rise and fall at a nice, steady pace, \"Aaah, alright....r-right after cardio, I'll go and fetch him for us.\" She sank into focusing on the training then, those yellow wings flared out to the sides as her body rose and fell at an ever rising tempo atop the stallion.\n\nStratus too settled into a tempo to match Spitfire's, bucking up against her each time she lowered herself down on him. He leaned in close, nipping at her neck as he caressed over that distinctive lightning shaped, fireball colored cutie mark of hers. Pre oozed steadily into her sex as their breathing escalated to lusty pants for breath.\n\nSpitfire for her part took more delight in his girth than making this moment last for too long, having no desire to test their stamina in this moment when they had a candidate to put to the test waiting for them so close by. The lewd slapping of flesh against flesh became more frequent as the scent of sex filled the air around the pair as Spitfire actively worked towards that climatic moment where they would both cry out together in pleasure.\n\nStratus was a little surprised by Spitfire's surge of haste, usually she would practically milk him for ever last ounce of endurance he had before allowing him to strike climax, but this frantic riding put his willpower to the test as his orbs churned with an ever swelling need to surrender their contents, and all too soon it felt like he had lost the battle and given off a whinny as his wings flared up suddenly and he spilled his thick load into her body.\n\nSpitfire gave a scream of her own as there came that surge of hot, sticky, stallion seed painting her walls. How she loved how much of a producer Stratus was, able to give such massive donations to her fiery body to help quench the burning lusts that lingered beneath the surface of a veteran flier. While not nearly enough to evoke a true climax from the mare, it was more than sufficient stimulation to leave her shivering as a mild orgasm washed itself over her body.\n\nThat moment was a time where most would fall still and just savor the afterglow together, but Spitfire, being such an energetic mare wasted no time pulling herself away, cum drooling from her sex still, and moving along to a number of garbage cans so neatly arranged, \"Alright, little pegasi....It's time for you to come out...\" She spoke softly as she pushed a can aside to expose a black coated pegasi with a light and dark cyan mane and tail. Talking was well beyond him as a ball gag was firmly lodged in his mouth. His wings were bound to his sides, and his powerful hind legs were locked together in a spreader bar. \"See, Stratus? Can I pick them or what? His name's Thunderlane, and after a little chit chat and me offering him a chance at my plot, he was all too happy to be tied up like this.\" Spitfire giggled as she caressed along Thunderlane's cheek, a mildly protesting struggle made.\n\nStratus chuckled as he pushed himself to standing proper and trotted on over to the pair, \"Looks like he enjoyed the sounds and smell too.\" He remarked, taking a moment to admire how impressively hung the stallion was down below while Spitfire moved over to her flight suit to fetch something special indeed.\n\nWhen she returned to the pair, a most particular of additions had been slipped on over her crotch, the swaying toy a strap-on dildo of monstrous girth. it hung low enough to almost touch the ground with Spitfire standing tall. \"Well then, let's put him to the test, Stratus...I call dibs on his plot!\" She decreed before she moved around behind the bound stallion, a little hop and she had him mounted with that large toy prodding right against his tight pucker.\n\nSome sense of alarm came to the Thunderlane, muffled complaints coming out around the ball gag. Stratus grinned before speaking up softly, \"Not quiet enough there, Thunderlane, guess we'll need to give you something thicker.\" Stratus plucked the straps of the ball gag loose, allowing it to fall free to the ground below. Thunderlane's mouth opened to scream for some degree of help, but Stratus was far to quick, despite his large size. His forehooves snagged behind Thunderlane's head before that throbbing slab of meat was pushed into his mouth as he attempted to call for help.\n\nThunderlane was utterly shocked as he tasted both the bitter, salty flavor of Stratus's cum and the spicy flavor of Spitfire's nectar as that musky organ pushed across his tongue before driving itself down his throat. Stratus nickered softly as he felt that subtle gag reflex kick in, yet didn't let up on his pressure, not content until Thunderlane's face was pressed firmly against his moistened loins, smearing Spitfire's and his own scent across Thunderlane's nose several times before he drew himself back to let the stallion take just a single breath before plunging right back in.\n\nSpitfire for her part moaned as she watched the display, the perverse nature of it aiding in her vigor of working the oversized toy into Thunderlane's ass. He resisted for a spell, but when Spitfire gave a powerful flap of her wings to give herself a little boost, he relented and his ass felt like fire had been set to it as it was stretched to near impossible limits by Spitfire's toy, \"oh man....that Rainbow mare was right....it feels great sinking this thing into a stallion's ass!\"\n\nThunderlane though, disagreed entirely with Spitfire's assessment of the toy's pleasures, all he felt was a fiery pain as the toy ripped through his plot, over stimulating parts of his anatomy and leaving his shaft squirting out thick ropes of pre across the ground below as he screams of pain were utterly silenced by the thick slab of meat being fed down his throat with such regularity that those gray furred balls slapped against his chin with each thrust.\n\n\"if...it's any consolation, Thunderlane....we're only being rough here to make sure you're good enough to be our third....Just think about it, the playcolt of the Captain of the Wonderbolts and a Shadowbolt. most pegasi would kill for such an honor, and all you have to do is not pass out.\" Stratus snickered softly, a forehoof moving to give a little caress over the stallion's head.\n\nThunderlane was still uncertain, but even despite the pain in his ass and the massive organ making his lungs burn for fresh air, there was something that was oh so terribly kinky about his circumstance. Something that made his shaft throb beneath him. Was it the bondage? The scent of sex swirling in his nostrils? He wasn't certain, but he knew if he wanted to breathe fresh air sooner, he needed to help this stallion get off. So, hesitantly, he put his tongue to work licking over that shaft as it pistoned in and out of his throat, why he even took to swallowing on it!\n\n\"Aaah, that's a good colt...\" Stratus moaned out in pleasure with the added help while Spitfire found that Thunderlane seemed to be relaing his muscles and allowing her to work her flanks faster, properly rutting the male beneath her now as she leaned forward, face burying itself against the back of the stallion's mane as she panted out hotly, \"...I'm close...so very close....sweet Celestia...\" She moaned out, the perversions of it all proving to be exactly what she needed to work her towards a true climax.\n\nStratus was the first to blow, as it were, he bucked a few times in rapid succession, but didn't keep himself hilted as he felt his globes pull towards his body. No, he jerked himself back as his seed spilled forth, giving Thunderlane a mouthful of the sticky cream straight from the tap before he pulled fully free and allowed the remainder to plaster Thunderlane's face, adding to the musky markings.\n\nThunderlane, overwhelmed by the flavor of Stratus's cum came second, the ground beneath him quickly becoming a small lake of his own, musky cum. Spitfire, smelling all the powerful, musky scents on the air soon enough screamed out, her whole body quivering as she hilted that monstrous toy in Thunderlane's loose plot. Her sex oozing nectar just before her bladder emptied itself, golden urine running from her loins, along the toy's base, to drip against Thunderlane's posterior.\n\nMinutes passed with the trio together like that, before Stratus stepped away, Spitfire dismounting soon after. \"Alright Spitfire, he passed...\" Stratus remarked even as Thunderlane collapsed into his own puddle of semen. The last flicker of consciousness he had, he could feel a collar being worked around his neck with a tag that read simply \"S & S's Bitchcolt\".\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Where Wonder and Shadow Meet

It was the witching hour,  when Luna's glorious moon provided only the most basic of illumination to the denizens of the night.  Certainly Canterlot's streets had illumination scattered around, but there were many darker places for ponies to meet and mingle in relative secrrecy. Two such ponies had been meeting regularly for late night training sessions together.

He was a large stallion, easily mistakable for one of the Royal Pegasi Guard if not for that sleek, black and purple flight suit that clung to his body so tightly. His blue-cyan mane was pushed back to standing by a a pair of yellow tinted flight goggles. Across the left side of his snout a rather striking scar lingered from some past encounter with what one must assume was a rather jagged blade.

She, much to the contrary of her stallion companion, was a svelte mare of bold oranges and yellows to make up the bulk of her colors. her flight suit had already been removed, placed on the ground with her moving over to strip the stallion of his own. She spoke up softly, teasingly, "You know, Stratus, if you weren't so bulky you could easily handle this part yourself...'

"Mnpft, if I weren't so large, you wouldn't work up such a sweat while we're training together, Spitfire." Stratus replied, is tone rather gruff by all standards as the zipper was pulled down along his flight suit and the outfit gradually removed to expose his gray colored coat to the night's cool air. There was a mild musky aroma on the air from the sweat that was built up beneath his uniform from just how long he'd been in the thing.

"Shut up and get on your back, Shadowbolt, before I scream for a guard." Spitfire retorted, though a soft giggle exposed she was merely teasing, even as the stallion settled in on his flanks, back resting against the alleyway's wall as the Captain of the Wonderbolts moved in for their warm-up part, a slow, steady barrage of licks falling upon the stallion's swollen sheath and plump orbs.

"So, did you finally pick somepony, Spitfire? A 'spotter' for our 'training'?" Stratus asked even as his swelling piece of pegasi pride spilled into the open air under the steady caress of Spitfire's agile tongue. It was the sort of monstrous slab of meat that would leave most nervous about taking it, but Spitfire viewed handling the fifteen inches of soda can thick flesh as a fitting challenge.

"Yeah, I did, why are ya wanting to test him for yourself, Stratus?" Spitfire asked as she slipped up onto the stallion's lap, her forehooves resting on the wall on either side of Stratus's head as she eased her sex down onto that flared head, spreading her sex wide with a most lewd of moans that bounced its way with an echo down the alleyway.

Stratus gave a little nod of his head as he gave a pump of his powerful flanks upwards, letting more of himself sink into Spitfire with a quiet nicker of delight, "Aaah, yeah.....Gotta make sure he's got strong enough lungs to keep pace with us." Stratus remarked as his forehooves moved to take a firm grip on Spitfire's flanks to encourage her along at a faster pace. How he delighted in feeling that tight love tunnel stretch around his girth, and all while she moaned in pleasure rather than shrieking in pain.

Spitfire did comply and quicken herself, to bring her puffy sex to resting against his sheath before she started to rise and fall at a nice, steady pace, "Aaah, alright....r-right after cardio, I'll go and fetch him for us." She sank into focusing on the training then, those yellow wings flared out to the sides as her body rose and fell at an ever rising tempo atop the stallion.

Stratus too settled into a tempo to match Spitfire's, bucking up against her each time she lowered herself down on him. He leaned in close, nipping at her neck as he caressed over that distinctive lightning shaped, fireball colored cutie mark of hers. Pre oozed steadily into her sex as their breathing escalated to lusty pants for breath.

Spitfire for her part took more delight in his girth than making this moment last for too long, having no desire to test their stamina in this moment when they had a candidate to put to the test waiting for them so close by. The lewd slapping of flesh against flesh became more frequent as the scent of sex filled the air around the pair as Spitfire actively worked towards that climatic moment where they would both cry out together in pleasure.

Stratus was a little surprised by Spitfire's surge of haste, usually she would practically milk him for ever last ounce of endurance he had before allowing him to strike climax, but this frantic riding put his willpower to the test as his orbs churned with an ever swelling need to surrender their contents, and all too soon it felt like he had lost the battle and given off a whinny as his wings flared up suddenly and he spilled his thick load into her body.

Spitfire gave a scream of her own as there came that surge of hot, sticky, stallion seed painting her walls. How she loved how much of a producer Stratus was, able to give such massive donations to her fiery body to help quench the burning lusts that lingered beneath the surface of a veteran flier. While not nearly enough to evoke a true climax from the mare, it was more than sufficient stimulation to leave her shivering as a mild orgasm washed itself over her body.

That moment was a time where most would fall still and just savor the afterglow together, but Spitfire, being such an energetic mare wasted no time pulling herself away, cum drooling from her sex still, and moving along to a number of garbage cans so neatly arranged, "Alright, little pegasi....It's time for you to come out..." She spoke softly as she pushed a can aside to expose a black coated pegasi with a light and dark cyan mane and tail. Talking was well beyond him as a ball gag was firmly lodged in his mouth. His wings were bound to his sides, and his powerful hind legs were locked together in a spreader bar. "See, Stratus? Can I pick them or what? His name's Thunderlane, and after a little chit chat and me offering him a chance at my plot, he was all too happy to be tied up like this." Spitfire giggled as she caressed along Thunderlane's cheek, a mildly protesting struggle made.

Stratus chuckled as he pushed himself to standing proper and trotted on over to the pair, "Looks like he enjoyed the sounds and smell too." He remarked, taking a moment to admire how impressively hung the stallion was down below while Spitfire moved over to her flight suit to fetch something special indeed.

When she returned to the pair, a most particular of additions had been slipped on over her crotch, the swaying toy a strap-on dildo of monstrous girth. it hung low enough to almost touch the ground with Spitfire standing tall. "Well then, let's put him to the test, Stratus...I call dibs on his plot!" She decreed before she moved around behind the bound stallion, a little hop and she had him mounted with that large toy prodding right against his tight pucker.

Some sense of alarm came to the Thunderlane, muffled complaints coming out around the ball gag. Stratus grinned before speaking up softly, "Not quiet enough there, Thunderlane, guess we'll need to give you something thicker." Stratus plucked the straps of the ball gag loose, allowing it to fall free to the ground below. Thunderlane's mouth opened to scream for some degree of help, but Stratus was far to quick,  despite his large size. His forehooves snagged behind Thunderlane's head before that throbbing slab of meat was pushed into his mouth as he attempted to call for help.

Thunderlane was utterly shocked as he tasted both the bitter, salty flavor of Stratus's cum and the spicy flavor of Spitfire's nectar as that musky organ pushed across his tongue before driving itself down his throat. Stratus nickered softly as he felt that subtle gag reflex kick in, yet didn't let up on his pressure, not content until Thunderlane's face was pressed firmly against his moistened loins, smearing Spitfire's and his own scent across Thunderlane's nose several times before he drew himself back to let the stallion take just a single breath before plunging right back in.

Spitfire for her part moaned as she watched the display, the perverse nature of it aiding in her vigor of working the oversized toy into Thunderlane's ass. He resisted for a spell, but when Spitfire gave a powerful flap of her wings to give herself a little boost, he relented and his ass felt like fire had been set to it as it was stretched to near impossible limits by Spitfire's toy, "oh man....that Rainbow mare was right....it feels great sinking this thing into a stallion's ass!"

Thunderlane though, disagreed entirely with Spitfire's assessment of the toy's pleasures, all he felt was a fiery pain as the toy ripped through his plot, over stimulating parts of his anatomy and leaving his shaft squirting out thick ropes of pre across the ground below as he screams of pain were utterly silenced by the thick slab of meat being fed down his throat with such regularity that those gray furred balls slapped against his chin with each thrust.

"if...it's any consolation, Thunderlane....we're only being rough here to make sure you're good enough to be our third....Just think about it, the playcolt of the Captain of the Wonderbolts and a Shadowbolt. most pegasi would kill for such an honor, and all you have to do is not pass out." Stratus snickered softly, a forehoof moving to give a little caress over the stallion's head.

Thunderlane was still uncertain, but even despite the pain in his ass and the massive organ making his lungs burn for fresh air, there was something that was oh so terribly kinky about his circumstance. Something that made his shaft throb beneath him. Was it the bondage? The scent of sex swirling in his nostrils? He wasn't certain, but he knew if he wanted to breathe fresh air sooner, he needed to help this stallion get off. So, hesitantly, he put his tongue to work licking over that shaft as it pistoned in and out of his throat, why he even took to swallowing on it!

"Aaah, that's a good colt..." Stratus moaned out in pleasure with the added help while Spitfire found that Thunderlane seemed to be relaing his muscles and allowing her to work her flanks faster, properly rutting the male beneath her now as she leaned forward, face burying itself against the back of the stallion's mane as she panted out hotly, "...I'm close...so very close....sweet Celestia..." She moaned out, the perversions of it all proving to be exactly what she needed to work her towards a true climax.

Stratus was the first to blow, as it were, he bucked a few times in rapid succession, but didn't keep himself hilted as he felt his globes pull towards his body. No, he jerked himself back as his seed spilled forth, giving Thunderlane a mouthful of the sticky cream straight from the tap before he pulled fully free and allowed the remainder to plaster Thunderlane's face, adding to the musky markings.

Thunderlane, overwhelmed by the flavor of Stratus's cum came second, the ground beneath him quickly becoming a small lake of his own, musky cum.  Spitfire, smelling all the powerful, musky scents on the air soon enough screamed out, her whole body quivering as she hilted that monstrous toy in Thunderlane's loose plot. Her sex oozing nectar just before her bladder emptied itself, golden urine running from her loins, along the toy's base, to drip against Thunderlane's posterior.

Minutes passed with the trio together like that, before Stratus stepped away, Spitfire dismounting soon after. "Alright Spitfire, he passed..." Stratus remarked even as Thunderlane collapsed into his own puddle of semen. The last flicker of consciousness he had, he could feel a collar being worked around his neck with a tag that read simply "S & S's Bitchcolt".

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