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Blizzard tossed her mane with a whispery sigh. The mare kept her stride light as she strode through the forest. Her hooves barely whispered across the ground. Touching the grass itself with the lightness of a drifting snowflake. She was in her forest. A forest she'd sworn a life-oath to protect and defend. In return, the forest had gifted her with abilities beyond that of that normal equines.

She tossed her flowing mane and closed her eyes. The mare could feel it. The heartbeat of the forest thumped in time with her own, yet at the same time infinitely slower. Few realized just what power there was in a forest, in nature itself. She took a deep breath and smiled to herself.

Not that the smile lasted long. She could feel something out there. A darkness that slithered through the forest. There was something dark and vile out there. Something that made her hair stand on end just thinking about it. Out somewhere in her forest was a dark crystal. A thing of pure, condensed evil. There was no telling where it came from or what it's purpose was. It was a blight on her lands. One that she could readily wipe from the material plane.

If she could just find it.

That was the problem. She could feel the presence of the thing, but couldn't pin it down. It was like trying to grab hold of a shadow. Each time she felt she was close, it would skitter away. Talking with some of the other woodland creatures, she did make a discovery. The crystal either created, or called, nasty little imps to itself. That report was consistent. Though others were less so. Some said that the crystal was the size of a boulder, others a pebble. Which didn't narrow it down much. Just a glowing, crystalline rock that was bigger than a pebble, smaller than a boulder, and with imps all around it.

Sigh.

Blizzard shook her head. That was a problem with using certain animals for her eyes and ears. Powerful as she was, there was only so fast or far she could travel. Squirrels and birds were useful in how well they networked. Yet they were as unreliable as they were vast. Details were lost, forgotten, or exaggerated. It was fine though. They were a wonderful network as it were, and she wouldn't be able to do half of what she did without their aide.

Right now they were looking for the crystal and doing their best to keep her up to date on where it was. Once she found it, it would be a simple matter to purge her forest of it. There had never been a threat to her forest that she couldn't handle. All it'd take would be a blink and that darkness would crumble to dust. A mere look and it would vanish like a shadow under her light.

At least it would if she could find it soon enough. It wasn't a matter of it growing strong enough. No, the reasoning was far more insidious yet natural. The season of breeding was quickly approaching. She would be in her season be fertile. Not only would she have the distraction of her own desires, but she might also have stallions looking for her. There was nothing wrong with being with foal. She loved all the foals she'd bore. Maybe having another wouldn't be a bad thing.

Well, aside from the small drain it would put on her physical being. Not to mention how vulnerable it would leave her during the late stages and afterwards. Days, weeks, of tending to a new foal until it could keep up with her.

Not to mention the more immediate distraction of sex itself. Rather hard to focus on anything but the moment when a stallion was atop her. Natural and flowing as her magic was, it still took some effort to focus the magics to her will.

No, better that this was handled quickly. With her forest allies out looking, it wouldn't be long before she found it.

Speaking of allies... Her ear swiveled as a hoof met a twig with a soft crunch. "Have to tread lighter than that, Thunder." She tossed her long mane as she turned. Smiling down at her colt, "Or are you trying to live up to your namesake?"

The pale white horse stood behind her, one hoof lifted mid-step. He adopted a sheepish grin and coughed, "Well, just coming to say hello to my dam." He put his hoof down and strutted up. Each step thudding off the ground. She swept in, hooves barely whispering off the ground. They met with a nuzzle and snort. Breathing in each other's scent.

Blizzard found herself blinking. Thunder had been venturing further and further abroad as of late. He was hardly a colt anymore. Why, this season would likely see him flirting with some mares. She felt a pang through her chest at the thought of seeing her boy grow into a stallion. Well, he was certainly handsome. If he was anything like this father, then he'd certainly make a good many mares very happy. More than that, she could feel the power that was growing within him. Why, he might even be able to handle the crystal if he found it.

Though she hoped he wouldn't be the one to stumble across it. Powerful though he might become, he was still her son. Even if he became the next Guardian, she'd still worry. Was his mother after all, and that was part of her duties there.

"Is that all you're doing?" she flashed him a smile. "Certainly don't need to sneak up on your dam to just say hello." Blizzard started to trot away, Thunder falling into step beside. "Might be you were thinking of being a naughty boy?" her hoof flicked towards him in a playful kick.

Thunder readily danced away from her with a whinny. "Me? Never. I was just trying to come and say hello. Honest," he rolled his head to try and fix her with the best, sorrowful eyes he could manage.

She rolled her eyes with a huff, "Thunder, dear. You're getting too large for those eyes to work anymore. You used up all that guilt a while ago." That darkness slithered through the corner of her awareness. She had to get rid of the crystal, and soon. First though, she had to get rid of her son. Get him away from her where it'd be safer. Blizzard bumped his flank with hers, "Should be practicing your field eyes. Get ready to seduce yourself a lovely mare. Much as you took after me in your looks. You took after your father in some very important ways. Ooh the way he could..."

He interrupted her with a squeal, "Ugh, I don't want to hear about you and dad..."

Blizzard leaned in to whisper, "Trysting" right in his ear.

Thunder squealed and bucked away, kicking and shaking his head as he tried to get the image out of his head. "I am going." He snorted and shook his head, "I am so going somewhere else." He reared and swung about before running off. She smirked as she watched him flee. Her eyes trailing down to spy Thunder's sac and bulging, swaying sheath. Yeah, despite his protests the mere thought of carnal acts was enough to rile him up. Was certainly getting to be a stallion.

She shook her head and wheeled about, heading deeper into the woods. Maybe if she got closer to the Heart, she'd be able to get a better read. Failing that, she might be able to find and talk to some of her informants.

Deeper into the forest, further and further away from everything. She went on a path that would take others hours, days, to traverse. Yet she found herself where she wanted within mere moments. A cool, peaceful glade. Small stream bubbled merrily down over smooth worn rocks to pool in a small pond. Then that seemed into a second, larger pond. The surface barely even rippling in the noon time sun.

Blizzard sighed with contentment and rolled her head. She narrowed her eyes and let the peace soak into her. There were few places in the forest that felt this good. Far as she knew, few even knew of it's existence. All the times she'd been here, there had never been sign of anyone else. She never bothered to check anymore. No, this place was her sanctuary. Not even her own children knew of this.

She took a breath and rolled her shoulders. The mare tossed her head, letting the wind catch her mane comb through it. A smile crawled over her muzzle as she hummed. She cast a glance to the water. Oh yes, she was a vision alright. Hide and pelt a pristine white. Pure as the untouched snow. The wind curled about her and past. It whipped through the forest only to return with a flower. Blizzard smiled and rolled her head, waiting as it slid the blossom into her mane. "Thank you, Dear." The forest, her forest, adored her as much as she adored it.

Enough preening, she chided herself. She shook her head again and watched her mane flow. Just a little hum and smiles before she wandered to the center of the clearing. A quiet, low hum as she closed her eyes and took a breath. Breathe in. Breath out._Blizzard could feel the forest shift with her. Wind rolled about her body as she focused. Letting the wind and sounds carry her away. With each breath and beat of her heart, what tension there was left the mare's body. She felt each and every muscle start to relax. _Now..._she let her consciousness drift outwards, _Where is that crystal?

The wind whispered around her. Invisible fingers caressed her, combed through her mane, danced down her spine and flanks. It stilled, then began to swirl about her. Curling over and around her body.

A tug at her tail. "Stop that," she breathed, "being rather naughty today, Friend Wind." The wind curled about, stroking her cheeks and up to her mane. It whipped at her head, making the mare snort and shake her head. Eyes still closed as she tried to clear her mind on meditation.

Tug. Pull.

The dam in her scuffed her foot back. Not a full kick, but should be enough to let the wind know that she wasn't having it right now. The tugging continued though. A weight and something rubbed against her.

"AAAAAAAAHHHH!" Blizzard squealed as her eyes shot wide. Something smooth and cold shoved into her pussy. As she tried to catch her breath, it drove deeper! It felt... cold, oddly slick, and thicker than any stallion she had ever been with. It was stretching her, a mare, impossibly wide. Somehow managing to part her folds and dig itself deeper. Wedging, worming, almost burrowing all without changing its size, shape, or texture. Something about it made her skin crawl. Certainly made her insides clench as they fought the invasion. Yet, it seemed that the harder she clenched, the more tenaciously it wedged into her.

The mare's mouth snapped shut with a heavy _clack_of teeth. She fought to compose herself. Legs braced wide as her insides leapt and clenched. Involuntarily trying to either push the toy out or treat it like too-randy stallion.

Before she could do more than take a single breath, the object shifted. It withdrew a bare inch. Just enough to make her gasp in elated relief. Then, with a tug on her tail, it dove back in.

Time seemed to slow to a crawl as it plunged in. She could feel her heart pound and insides begin to clench. Each tensing of her muscles as the invader began to push in. It's strange, slimy and smooth surface readily parted her muscles. Diving in that much deeper. Breath froze in her throat as eyes shot wide. It felt like the thing, whatever it was, was about to drive through her core and out the other side. Her entire body fought between shuddering and locking up. As it was, the sheer force of the penetration was enough to make the guardian slide forward. Her hooves digging at the grass as she instinctively tried to brace herself. The scent of freshly churned earth and torn grass filling the glade.

"Aaaannnnggg," she managed to gasp out. Her head dropping from the force of it all. The impact shook her to the core.

Giggles rang out around her. The mare's head shook as she twisted around to look. Shapes darted about her. Small creatures in an array of dark colors. All winged with pebbly, craggy hides. Imps. They must be trying to distract her somehow. What had they put in her though? It didn't feel like anything she'd felt before. Certainly no natural material. It was impossibly smooth, yet seemed to secret some sort of lubrication. She could feel it dripping down her thighs and pattering to the ground. One of the beasts grinned at her over her haunch. Holding her tail tight in one clawed hand. Both its feet planted on the base of the object in her.

She started to rear and squeal. Wind tore through the trees as it raced to heed her call. The mare's white hide began to glow as she called upon her magic. More than ready to drive these creatures from her woods. She saw the fear gather in their eyes as she began to glow. They had woken the fury of a Forest Guardian.

Her hoof lifted to unleash a burst of power. Ready to drive these creatures back. Before she could stamp and banish these creatures, something touched her clit. It was just a little brush. The lightest of touches, a caress worthy of the finest lover. Whatever was touching her, had to be an imp, stilled for a breath. Blizzard's hoof hovered over the ground. She growled, shook her head, and stomped.

"Reeeeeagggh!" she gasped, concentration failing her. The instant before her hoof could touch the ground, that inquisitive touch wrapped about her clit and hummed. Vibrations pulsed and raced over and around her clit. The mare gasped for air as raw pleasure shot up her body and raced through her form.

Blizzard shook her head, tried to focus, to call upon her powers. Anger flared as the imps all around her began to giggle. Some even making moaning noises and rocking their hips in mockery. Lips curled back in a snarl as she lifted her hoof to stomp. Magic surged and rolled about her. It thrummed in time with the object's vibrations. The waves growing more unsteady by the second. She ground her teeth and tried to focus, to push past the pleasure that was surging through her.

Sensing her resistance, the toy shifted. The cage about her clit pulled and moved. Coaxing her pearl out from hiding so it could be played with even more. Not only did the vibrations grow in intensity, but they began to travel along the toy. It pulsed down the length. Ripples shook through her insides, traveling one way then the other. Spiraling through her core in ways she could have never dreamt. Breath caught in her lungs as she had to brace herself against the upsurge in raw, carnal joy. Her insides leapt again. Not to fight the toy or drive it from her, but to welcome the attention.

A dark ripple rolled through her. The inky darkness slithered about the corner of her mind. She swore she could hear a sinister laugh roll through her. A deep, thrumming rumble of victory that surged across her clit, pulsed through her pussy, and curled about her mind.

Realization hit the mare. The crystal was either in this toy, or it was the toy. Maybe it could alter it's shape or size, she wasn't sure, and it didn't really matter. What mattered most was that it was inside her and it was exploiting her greatest weakness. Heat gathered about her cheeks as the mare shuddered and whinnied. It was trying to make her orgasm. To drive her into a heat-like frenzy that would shatter her focus. She twisted about, the imps scattering as the mare stumbled about. A quick look in the pond showed the one still holding her tail. Both its feet planted on the base of the toy. A base which was carved from a single, dark gem. Its facets glistening in the forest light, shining with the juices she was soaking it in. As if sensing her looking, the vine-like cage about her clit shifted. Teasing her like a skilled lover would.

Strength surged through Blizzard as she saw that. Rage pushed against pleasure as the mare screamed. Imps screamed in terror at the noise. Some scattered, others froze and stared, yet a few moved towards her. Even without her magic, she was still a mare in her prime. Her body spun one way, then the other. Hooves kicking at the air as she bucked. Weight lifted off her as she flung the stunned creatures from her body! With a scream of righteous fury, she dropped her head and thundered forward. Hooves and bulk easily shoving the vermin aside. Brush and trees moved aside for her, giving the mare a clear path out of the glade.

Okay, what did she have to work with? Not much. Her intelligence, her hooves, and her knowledge of the forest. That was it. Might be able to call on the forest creatures to help. Though a good many of them would be unable to help. What she'd seen of the thing, well it looked and felt like it was getting secure in her.

As if summoned by her thoughts, the object shifted within her. The base flared out and something crawled over her backside. It shifted, drawing back, and... slammed deep! Whatever dark power that drove the toy slammed it in with enough force to make her stagger. Hooves skidded and skipped on the grass. To make matters worse, the pulsing picked up its pace. A hard, thrumming vibration that spiraled up and down the length. It brushed something within her, a spot that only the most virile of stallions had brushed. An area that made her knees wobble as it set every nerve on edge.

Sensing it found something, the crystal began to vibrate harder. Clenching, almost suckling vibrations that crawled over her clit. Slithered into her slit, and gyrated up to her g-spot. Her insides leapt against the unwanted pleasure. A wet, sloppy jump only known during a mare in her deepest heat.

Oh sweetest of heavens. Blizzard could hardly think as she stumbled through the forest. She could feel her excitement dripping down her thighs and dripping onto the forest floor. What did she smell like right now? Was the scent of her arousal wafting through the forest? Alerting every male within a thousand miles of her state? Embarrassment made her cheeks flush as she stumbled onward. She hadn't felt like this since her first season. That deep, aching yearning for pleasure. A pleasure which the object was gladly providing for her. The buzzing and shifting within her walls was satisfying her more than any stallion could dream. Even now, she could feel that fat, rounded tip as it slid back within her. Readying for another thrust that would make any sire proud.

It was taking everything she had to keep one hoof in front of the other. Sweat foamed at her flanks as she stumbled through the forest. Was this the crystal's plan? Was it aware enough to come up with something so diabolical? Surely it could. With it buried within her, she could feel its sinister leanings. Maybe it was her imagination, but she was certain that she heard a laugh crawl up from her backside. It twisted in her, grinding against her G-spot. The vine-like cage pulled at her clit. Blizzard's breath caught in her throat as she tried to outrun the pleasure that built in her. It turned and roiled, building like a storm ready to break free.

"Uuuuurrrgnn!" she gasped out, falling to her knees. Her eyes stared into the middle distance as her entire frame shook. The crystal-powered toy kept grinding against her walls. Treating her like a too-cocky stallion. As if the power behind it's thrust wasn't enough, it only increased the intensity of its vibrations. Making her muscles quiver as her orgasm built higher and higher!

Then nothing. A mere second before she was going to crash over the edge, it stopped. The warmth, the vibration, everything just ceased. She felt the frustrated scream boil up her throat. _No!_She clamped down on it, not wanting to give that thing the satisfaction. She couldn't let it know that it was getting to her. Bad enough that it was slowly figuring out her erogenous zones. No, she couldn't, wouldn't, let it know how much she longed for a squealing orgasm.

She ground her teeth as her walls fluttered. The toy buzzing again in that slow, mocking way. It started to draw back, changing its length within her. So was this its plan? To tease her and drive her mad? Keep her from calling upon her magic?

Had to be it. They had been at an impasse for months. While the dark crystal couldn't attack her, she couldn't find it. So it had come after her directly. How had it known that sex would weaken her powers though? She used her abilities so rarely. Perhaps a guess based on conjecture? That without concentration, she wouldn't be able to drive it off? If so, bringing itself out in the open had put it in a very vulnerable position. It was right there, within easy striking range. If she could just get it out of her, then she could destroy it.

The mare ground her teeth and pushed as it drew out. It shifted! Not much, a mere fraction of an inch, yet she could feel it. The crystal could as well. The tendrils tightened about her clit, dug into her rump. Gripping her like shadowy fingers as it fought against the pressure. She was a mare, more than that she was a dam. A force that many underestimated and few could reckon with.

Muscles relaxed, a breath, and another push. She hunched, body rolling as if she were trying to push out a foal. The mare ground her teeth and groaned, shuddering. The crystal fought back. Pulsing and pressing against her. It tried to thrust again, but she was ready for it. Her slick muscles drove against the invader. It wasn't much. Hells, it was barely enough to keep it at bay. The crystal was fighting like hell to stay in her, but she was able to push it out. She was stronger than it! Not but much, but it was enough.

A tug at her tail, a sharp pull, and something slammed against her clenching pucker. Blizzard didn't dare look, only clenched in response. The crystal had to be doing something. Yet the pressure didn't let up. It twisted against her pinkish pucker. She heard a snarl, felt a sharp pull on her tail, and then something slammed into her rear.

"RRRRMMMPH!" she cried through her clenched teeth. Feet lashed as she kicked herself up off the forest floor. Imps squealed and screamed as they scattered. The horde having caught up with her at some point. Share spared a glance back in time to see a duo holding to her tail. Both leapt, swung, and brought their feet down on the base of the toys. Whatever resistance she'd managed to muster against the crystal was quickly overcome. The devious, evil little creatures that followed it tipped the scales in its favor.

Muscles stretched around the plug, pressing against the toy. It hummed and shook in victory as it sank into her body. Almost going deep enough that her lips nearly closed behind it. Her flushed, white folds winked as they tried to force it out. All while the imps leapt and made sure to seat the plug as deep as they could. Feet planting into the wide base and driving it into her untested rump.

"THUNDER!" Blizzard screamed, her mind clouding as she bucked and shook. Thunder could help her. Yes, she had to find her son!

She spun about, hooves flying blindly to scatter the imps. Bark rasped off her rump. The mare blindly backed into it, scraping the imps away. Shrill cries ended as the imps exploded into puffs of shadowy smoke. A small victory, but a victory nonetheless. Hooves dug into the ground as the mare looked about wildly. She spotted a path and took off.

Or at least she tried to. Several imps had slipped up unnoticed and wrapped heavy cord about her forelegs. She staggered, hobbled by the rope, yet determined to flee. A determination which only grew as the imps cackled at her from the shade of trees and brush. She ground her teeth and narrowed her eyes, stumbling away as quickly as she could. Even with the ropes about her ankles, she could run. Somewhat. Though it was a staggering, stumbling affair. One that left her feeling like a newborn foal. She shook her head and stumbled into the forest. Ignoring how the branches whipped against her body. How they scratched and scraped her hide. Seemingly reaching out to claw her as if she were the source of something evil.

Spurred on by the victory and aid of its imps, the crystal seemed that more intent on torturing her. It continued to hum and buzz. Occasionally changing its length to thrust inside her. It stepped up the game though. Rounded, dulled spikes grew along the length and twisted inside her. Stimulating the mare in ways that she'd never even dreamt of. The bumps spun one way, then the other. Twisting and spiraling, moving in ways that made her insides leap and twitch. Pleasure began to build as the mare shuddered and threw her head. Groaning deep in her throat. She did her best to keep moving forward. A step too far nearly tripped her. The mare staggered, needing to keep upright and moving.

Thunder. She had to find Thunder. That was her driving thought as she stumbled and staggered through the woods. "Th-thunder!" she gasped out. Mind starting to swirl, head throbbing in time with the vibrating. "Thunder!" she called out, voice carrying into the woods. She could feel a little swirl of power through and under her. Could she work a spell? Surely not.

It didn't let her question it. The crystal twisted the studs, grinding against her G-spot. She gasped, voice crackling with a squeal. Her insides clenched, shuddered, and winked. Mind fogging as it pushed her towards her climax. Only to scream in frustration as it backed off again. It rippled with that silent laugh. Taunting her, humming just enough to keep her at the cusp then stillness. Do you want it, Guardian? She could imagine the unspoken taunt. Give in your baser needs. I'll make it worth every moment.

No, she couldn't... she dare not. Blizzard panted, maw open as she tried to flee. Flee from the thing that was invading her, chasing her.

How long did she run? No telling. It seemed like an eternity of running before she staggered into a clearing. A familiar shape stood before her. Thunder's ears lifted as his head swung around. "Thunder!" she gasped out and shook. "Help!" Blizzard dug a foot into the ground and kicked, swinging her rump about.

Thunder was a little surprised to see his mother, especially in the state she was in. His ears perked, then fell as she swung around. Eyes widened as his mother exposed herself to him. There was something plugging her rear and another thing plunged deep into her pussy. As her flushed folds winked, he caught sight of something glimmering in there. A crystal that seemed to be made of the deepest shadow, yet still glowed with some sort of light. It glittered within her pussy, glowing as the sunlight caught in its facets. Deep, purplish-black vines grew from about the gem. Crawled over the surface of the object buried within his dam's cunt, curling about her lips and clit, then up to grasp the plug that was lodged within her rump.

"What do I do?" He hurried over, entranced by the sight. Without thinking, the stallion sniffed and caught the scent of the mare's arousal. He froze and shivered, eyes widening as instinct drove him to sniff again. The upper lip curled back as he did so, tasting her need on the wind.

Blizzard hunched her hips, "I ddoooon't knoooowwww," the mare huffed. Teeth chattering with each word. "J-just puuulll it ou... ou... out!" Her head dipped. Sweat-soaked pelt shaking with each pant, "C-can't... ttttthink."

Worry chewed through Thunder, overriding the mix of ick and growing lust. The stallion trotted forward and lifting his head. Despite his age, he was still a bit smaller than his mother. So he had to crane his head some to reach her. He hesitated, ears pinning back, as his muzzle neared her slit. Try not to breathe, he told himself as his lips flicked out.

The crystal pulsed as he drew near. A dull, dark light throbbed within its deepest facets. It could feel the approaching stallion. The good, pure energies swirling within him. Yet, underneath all that, there was the lust. The lusts that had laid so deep within the controlled, older mare. With the stallion? Oh he was young and virile! That need boiled just beneath the surface, barely contained by the immediate need. All he'd need would be a little push and that'd set him over the edge.

As Thunder's lips touched his mother's slit, the crystal jumped within her. Toys vibrated and pulled, rubbing her clit and making the mare half-buck.

Thunder's eyes went wide as his mother's buck drove his muzzle right into her pussy. Her winking clit slid against his chin. The mare's gasp sounding distant as her scent flooded his senses. He wanted to snort, clear his nose, but that'd be a problem. A shiver raced through his body as he leaned into it. _Focus!_He shouted to himself. Had to get the thing out of his mother. Thunder could feel the dark power roiling within it as his lips fluttered, trying to catch hold of the object. It was slippery though. Each lap made it shift within his mother, the wide base of the tool evading him. Didn't help that her muscles were jumping either. Walls clenching around his muzzle and milking it like she would the toy. He twisted his head and stuck his tongue out. Inadvertently licking her walls as he tried to coax the toy into his questing maw.

Blizzard dug her feet into the ground and huffed. The mare adopting the same wide-legged stance she would have when waiting on a tryst. Her pale cheeks flushed as her head dropped lower. Embarrassment paired with the quivering need, then mixed with the dull pain of being stretched again. She could feel her son's muzzle bury itself into her. The feel of his lips and teeth against her walls beyond strange. Yet, in the state she was in, the mare could feel it building. Sweat dripped off her body as she tried to hold off. Yet... as Thunder dug deeper, his chin kept stroking her aching clit. She tried to hold off, tried to...

"HREEEEGGG!"

The scream tore through the forest. His eyes shot wide as juices squirted around his muzzle. Thunder's entire body froze as the older mare orgasmed. Her pussy clenched and grabbed at his face. The sweetest honey sprayed against and around his muzzle. Unbidden, and driven by instinct, his cock dropped. The stallion's manhood swelling with such speed that Thunder felt a little light-headed. He snorted, the clenching pussy rippled against his maw. Trying to draw him deeper even as he realized he needed to breath. Yet... he was so close.

Feet shuffled as the stallion leaned in. His cock sprang up to crack off his belly even as he tried to ignore it. The crack echoed through the clearing. Competing with the heavy pants coming from the mare. Her hips jerking back towards him, almost fucking herself on his muzzle. Thunder's eyes began to lid as the strength and willpower left him. Sapped by the growing lusts he felt.

Click.

Thunder's ears shot up as something clicked off his teeth. Hard, rounded surface slid against his mouth. A flutter of his lips revealedthat it was the base of the toy. Careful, so as not to pinch his mother, he bit down. The toy was right there! He held it firmly between his teeth and began to pull. It fought against him, buzzing and twisting. Yet the stallion snorted and started to draw back. Blizzard's hips rocked against him as she cried out. The mare overstimulated by the double penetration and the toy's wild efforts to stay within her. All sorts of wild thoughts flashed through Thunder's head as she ground against his face. Practically fucking herself on his muzzle. A muffled groan bubbled from the stallion as his cock lifted again and cracked off his belly. Precum flowing freely from the tip to patter onto the grass.

Yet he drew back. Every ounce of determination he had focused on this one task. Trying to push back the way his head throbbed. How his hips were hunching unconsciously. The aching hardness of his cock as it drooled precum. The feel of his own belly fur against the flared tip.

A half-step. Then another. His nostrils flared as they cleared his mother's winking pussy. Cool air rushed through his body and the stallion was able to focus. Gaze drifting to the object clenched within his maw. The tendrils were writhing now. Swatting uselessly at his muzzle. Trying to grab his mother's wonderful, plump rear. Thunder felt victory rising.

Blizzard gasped, eyes rolling in her head as she felt the darkness slip just a little. She could feel it! The wind whipped about her, singing joyously! Power began to gather about the pair as she took a shaking step forward. Pussy slurping wetly around the thick toy as it slid further from her.

Hands grabbed Thunder's throbbing cock and pulled. Thick, heavy leather straps wound about his cock and pulled at it. A heavy ring snapped into place about his cock and tugged. He snorted in shock, eyes going wide at the sudden touches and stimulation. The crystal slipped within his grasp, starting to dive back into his mother's body. He dove forward to catch it, lips fluttering against her pussy. At nearly the same moment, rows of dulled nubs sprang up over the toy and twisted within her.

A cry tore through the air. Blizzard threw her head back as her concentration failed her. The toy struck hard and fast, every bit of its attention focused squarely on her clit and g-spot. Unknowingly aided by Thunder's flicking lips. "HREeeeennggg!" she screamed as she came again, vision going white as the pleasure overwhelmed her.

Weight dropped to Thunder's head, driving the weakened stallion forward. Imps made sure his muzzle was buried right against Blizzard's cunt as she came. Ensuring the stallion got the full effect of it. All while their naughty, devious hands coaxed over his cock and sac. Coaxing, encouraging, and utterly destroying the last of his will. Thunder's snort was lost against his mother's winking slit. His body hunched forward and bucked, flared tip getting further teased as he came. Heavy cock surging against his belly, pulling those straps tight and yanking on his own sac.

Laughter. Laughter from the imps about them and a dark, insidious chuckle from the crystal. It pulsed with each slithering laugh. Those tendrils shooting from its core to ensnare his muzzle. Wrapping about his head like a bramble bridle. Utterly and completely trapping his nose against the twitching twat.

Blizzard's eyes rolled as she huffed and shook. Barely able to keep standing. More hands on her body. The feel of imps climbing over and around her. Yet those vines. She was keenly aware of how they crawled over and around her body. Ensnared her hips and bound her tail. The way they crawled from her abused slit and over Thunder's maw. Then down, curling about her teats and tweaking them. Each motion enough to draw a breathless gasp and twitch from her.

Realization hit. A dawning that the crystal was feeding off this. Off the sexual energies of a stallion and mare. The two halves of creation and life. The rawest, most primal of forces, and it was happily feasting on that energy. Keeping them from tapping into their own magics while also feeding itself. There had been hope. For one shining moment, she'd been on the cusp of defeating it. Yet now?

Now all she could do was hang her head in shame. Her body humming in the afterglow of her climaxes. Usually a moment of bliss and reflection. Yet all she could focus on was how the toy was pulsing within her. Slowly, steadily teasing her towards a third. All while her son's breath puffed against her pussy. The snorting of a heated stallion forced to inhale her aroused scent. Then there were the imps. Cackling, jeering, mocking them in an unknown language. Sharp claws began to poke and prod, driving the guardians deeper into the forest. She tried to resist, but a sharp tug to her nipple drove the mare forward one step. Then another.

Blizzard dropped her head and huffed, staring at the grass. The once vibrant, emerald green grass. Still green, yet the color was no longer as bright. It seemed to fade a little, turn a little more brown, as she was forced to lead her son into the woods. Defeated.