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Interspecies Breeding Test

Ilorek paced in his home - a single story ranch house on the border of Equestria and Griffonstone - as he struggled to find the answer to the question of his lifetime. As a hippogryph, he was the offspring of a griffin father and a pony mother, and his lineage was what propelled him to unlock the key to inter-species breeding. What species could intermingle? What would the complications be? Could a pony successfully lay an egg without needing medical attention? Would they even need an egg or would it be a pony styled live birth?

All of these questions were at the forefront of his research, and he was finding as time went on that he needed to move on from research and investigation, opting instead to do live tests. Problem was, he had no subjects for the tests and no amount of bits would convince ponies to breed with a griffin. Of course not, that would be silly. Ponies had dignity enough to not be manipulated.

Frustrated, he was pacing back and forth in his den-room trying to think of a way to advance his research. Where would he go? What would he do? Who could he convince? Would he hire a mare of the night and pay her an exorbitant amount? Could he maybe start by seeking out the griffins and asking about any potential existing inter-species relationships that could lead to hybrid offspring? Was he willing to wait the required time for an existing partnership to lead to offspring?

So many questions, and they weren't getting answered here in his home, even if he had books stacked on books with research of the breeding habits of ponies. It was time to get some field work done. But first, he needed to clear his mind.

Ilorek tapped at his own beak, looking around his lab to see if there was anything he could use to relieve some tension. The first idea was to drink a potion. Maybe it'd help him relax, which in turn would allow him to focus on his work. He quickly decided that wasn't the best idea, since the potions he brewed and purchased from Zecora both were quite potent and could also negatively impact his ability to think.

No, the best way to prepare for the day was to rub one out. Of course. If he was out in ponyville around estrus mares, he would likely get excited and that would negatively impact his ability to collect data.

His home was in the middle of the Everfree Forest, so he was alone and inspired. He grabbed his notes, a single vial of potion, and he stepped out onto his front porch.

"A wonderful day for a wank, eh?" He smiled and sidled up on the cushioned chair next to the front door, laying his notebook on the table next to him as he perked his ears, straining to hear if anyone was making their way up the path to his home. His sense of hearing was quite acute, and yet he heard only the chirping of birds and the buzzing of insects. Perfect.

He wore only a khaki kilt and a button-up denim shirt, so gaining access to his stallion parts was simple. He flipped up the front of his kilt and exposed himself to the cool autumn air, using two fingers to peel back the sheath and expose his cock tip. His excitement quickly grew and with it his member, the length of it folding out until it was resting heavy on his own balls. There was a gentle glisten on the tip as the midday sun reflected off the moisture.

The hippogryph closed his eyes and started to fantasize about his favorite ponies. More specifically, the royal purple princess known as Twilight. She shared his love of knowledge and dedication to science. It was easy to imagine her willing to lift that tail to him if it meant breaking new grounds in biology.

Long ago, Twilight, Fluttershy, and Pinkie all passed through his region of the Everfree Forest en route to Griffonstone, there as keepers of the peace to negotiate with the griffons. Evidently, there was evidence that a dragon in ponyville had found the Idol of Boreas and was showing it off, potentially triggering a war. They stopped at Ilorek's abode, enjoying a meal and discussing science with him before departing. In that brief time, he and Twilight got quite close and remained friends in the time since then. He also spent some time getting to know the other Elements of Harmony quite well, but found that of all of them Twilight was most his kin.

But Twilight wasn't there. Not today. Instead, he had the opportunity to think about her as his member swelled and erected itself high, the tip of it resting on his chest feathers. In his mind, he could see her sidling up between his legs, cradling his balls with one hand while her other gripped at the loose-hanging skin at the base. Her wings would part as she stared up at him, her horn glowing with a spark of magic as she rubbed him.

His hips bucked as he moaned, his own hand acting as lady Sparkle's, gently shifting the sheath skin up and down. Tiny trails of precum dribbled out over the underside of his length, soaking his fingers and moistening him around his median ring, just above the soft, velvery sheath skin. The extra lubricant allowed his hand to glide up and down, coaxing pleasure up his spine, balls tensing.

Twilight's specter squeezed and tugged as she shifted forward on her knees, wrapping her lips around the tip and resting the bulbous, moist glans on her rough equine tongue. She bobbed her head in shallow motions, smothering his length to the base, throat swallowing and squeezing.

"Hngph!" He grunted to himself, arching his spine and bucking his hips, hands still acting as hers, eyes still closed as he fantasized.

In his mind, she pulled off his cock with a glorious pop as the ridged glans slipped from her lips. She leaned in and pressed her breasts together, letting his member rest between the soft pillows. A moment later, she offered a gentle lick before getting to her hooves, standing before him, multi-hued tail swishing around behind her. Another spark ignited at the tip of her horn, leaving embers to erupt in all directions, some of them landing on his chest and member, coaxing a familiar tingling.

He curled his talons as his glans flared out a bit, growing in his palm. He was part stallion, his fantasies never lasted long. Though he didn't expect to take much longer, his fantasy persisted.

The princess turned away from him, her rump exposed and tail lifted before him. She looked back over her shoulders and spread her wings as she leaned back, one hand between her legs to guide his cock into place. A familiar warmth smothered him as she pressed his member to his lips, rubbing precum and mare fluids together before sitting down.

Ilorek grabbed at her flank, palm covering the cutie mark on her hip as he pushed up, forcing as much of his length to disappear between her soft, velvety lips with a sloppy, wet squelch. His moan slowly shifted into a whimper, then a chirp as her muscles squeezed and sucked at him, coaxing his seed into her depths. He could feel her clit winking around the base of his member, tugging on his knot and squeezing the neck.

The flare exploded all at once as he bucked his hips, one soaking wet hand wrapped around the base of it while the other gently caressed his length near the sheath, mimicking her depths and lips manipulating him. His thick gooey seed erupted from the tiny urethral meatus buried within the center of the flare, splashing out against the railing and the wood of the porch between his talons. A few tiny gobs of it landed on one of his toes, and a big puddle formed on the railing, dribbling over the side in a slimy, creamy, dangling mess.

He took in a long, deep breath as his flare throbbed and a few more spurts of his hippogryph cum drooling out the tip to join the rest in a puddle. His hands gently released his member as the Twilight specter faded and dissipated, giving him a cheeky wink over her shoulder before she disappeared completely. The length of it grew limp again as it deflated, the folds of his sheath sucking at the cock flesh bit by bit until every bit of it was nestled within him. He gave it one final massage before rubbing his fingers on the inside of his kilt, clearing them of the mess he'd left.

"Well, time to be on my way." He said to himself as he reached over, grabbed his notebook, and got to his feet. The hippogryph didn't need to lock his door; if anyone wanted into his home and they came all the way out to the middle of the ever-free forest, a lock wouldn't stop them.

He padded his way down the path connecting his home to the trade route that passed by. His kilt waved gently with every step and his button up shirt was open at the front, exposing his plumage. He was ready for the world.

Ponyville was his destination. Once he was at the trade route, he would head south, and he would go directly to Twilight Sparkle's abode in order to gather some data and inquire about her willingness to participate in an experiment. Of course she would; it was her best quality, aside from that shapely rump of hers and the feathered wings she earned.

The road was mostly empty, aside from a few caravans of ponies and small horses pulling carriages out behind them. Trade route, of course. They were likely shipping produce like apples, oranges, carrots, and turnip. Ilorek was a carnivore or he would have stopped the pastel ponies and asked to buy a carton of apples. Reminded him of the sweet juice of applejack.

After about an hour of steady trekking, Ilorek decided to go off the beaten path. Most would say this was a foolish move, but as a hippogryph he was quite big and powerful. He could take care of himself if the fauna or flora of the Everfree Forest decided to make life difficult for him. Knowing the Everfree, that was a strong possibility.

Once he'd pried himself away from the beaten path, he found himself cresting a hill in a semi-open wooded area. The trees were far apart, and the ground was covered in grasses and the occasional bush rather then the denser foliage that dotted most jungles and bushland. He liked this. If he wanted to run and dash through the trees, he could.

Bugs buzzed and birds chirped in the trees, the midday sun streaming down through the leaves in ever shifting rays of light, illuminating the misty humid air. It was beautiful, but the sparse patch of forest was surrounded on all sides by the thick foliage of the Everfree. Immediately, something felt weird. Wrong. This wasn't natural. The grass seemed almost well kept, like it was trimmed, the bark soft like it was being protected and not climbed up.

Ilorek continued to walk southbound over the crest of a hill within the semi-clearing to see exactly why this area was so well kept. Resting next to a pile of rocks was an absolutely massive bear. He was laying on his back, paws crossed on his belly as his chest heaved. There was a fleeting moment of hesitation as he wondered what he would do in a situation like this. The bear was directly in his way, and he needed to go through that end of the clearing to make it to Ponyville, but that was a bear.

Strong as he may have been, Ilorek was no match for a woken, angry bear. He could run, since he had a nice athletic form. Rather than upset the bear, he gently tiptoed through the trees, keeping distance while keeping an eye on the sleeping beast. He was fine, until one of his talons stepped on a twig. Of course he stepped on a twig.

The bear's nose twitched before he lazily groaned and opened his eyes, blinking away the sleep that glued them shut. He narrowed his gaze and got up on his hind legs, standing a full meter taller than Ilorek, before letting out a loud roar that reverberated through the clearing, flecks of spit being blown off his lips.

Frozen in place, Ilorek stared back at the bear, clutching his notebook to his side. Should he run? Should he climb a tree? Hope the bear loses interest? He heard once that a bear's vision was based on movement, so if he stayed completely still, the bear would lose interest.

Another powerful roar followed by a heavy swipe of his claws had the bear inching towards Ilorek, shuffling on all four legs and faking out an attack. Stupid Ilorek, of course the bear can still sense him. He could hear, smell, and probably taste his fear! The two stared each other down before the bear lunged at Ilorek, swiping towards the hippogryph. Ilorek hid behind a tree, keeping the trunk between them. Hopefully, the bear would see he was too dumb to get around the tree and leave Ilorek alone.

"Oh Harry, you can't get angry every time someone disturbs your sleep. It's not even hibernation season!" A soft voice called out from the thicker, denser treeline. Ilorek glanced around the bear to see it was a yellow furred pony with pink hair and a green skirt on. It was Fluttershy!

The bear also spun around to look back at her, shrugging his shoulders and mumbling a sheepish vocalization.

"No, you apologize to this kind hippogryph. I'm sure he didn't mean to wake you. Go on." She instructed, pointing towards Ilorek.

He was still hiding behind the tree as the bear lumbered over and sat back on his haunches, extending a single claw forward as though he wanted to shake his hand. He let out another soft vocalization before rubbing his other claw to his face, waiting for Ilorek to emerge from the tree. "Rawr?" While he waited, Fluttershy leaned into him and gave him a kind, side-hug.

Hesitant, Ilorek stepped forward and grabbed the bear's talon with his free hand, giving it a shake. As soon as he let go, the bear rolled his eyes and lumbered away, Fluttershy giving him a bit of a rump scratch before he disappeared into the thick foliage of the Everfree.

"Don't mind Harry. He's getting ready for hibernation season and doesn't like to be woken up." She explained, face partially obstructed by her flowing pink mane.

"I don't mind. I just, I didn't mean to wake him up. In fact, I saw he was sleeping and I tried my best to-"

"Oh, it's okay 'Rek. I know you'd never do anything to upset any woodland critters." She remembered him from the time they went to Griffonstone!

He smiled and rubbed at his chest plumage a bit. "Yeah, you know me, right?" He laughed nervously before stepping up to her. "So, this way to Ponyville, right?"

"Yes sir! My hut is at the edge of the forest. Maybe half an hour's walk from here, if you wanted to come have some tea, I would be happy to have you!" She smiled and brushed her mane to the side, looking up at him, then down to his note pad. "What are you writing?"

Ilorek paused and pressed the notebook to his chest, unsure of how to answer. He didn't want to come out and tell Fluttershy his plans to research such intimate things. She was too bashful and innocent to be corrupted by his research, pure as he felt it to be. "I was...going to go see Twilight to compare notes, actually."

"Sounds like a wonderful day to me!" She smiled lowered her head, allowing her mane to cover her face again. Ilorek wasn't sure if that was just her general default behaviour or if she was upset that Ilorek was going to see one of her friends and not her. He wasn't as familiar with Fluttershy as he was with Twilight, so he wasn't entirely sure. For all he knew, she was introverted enough that she would be okay with being alone with her woodland critters.

The two of them walked together through the forest, keeping to a semi-worn path that Fluttershy had used to come to the clearing. As she explained, she was just out in the forest helping the rabbits with food stockpiling when she heard the roar of the bear and came to investigate. She was happy to have caught Harry before he got too angry. Though he was a peaceful bear who liked to hang around Fluttershy's home and drink tea and enjoy picnics with her, he was quite a grumpy butt when he woke up before he was ready.

Once they peeled out from the thick foliage of the Everfree Forest, they were at the back end of Fluttershy's ranch. Since the forces of evil had been defeated, the Elements of Harmony had enjoyed semi-retirement. Twilight had gone back to researching magic and history, while Fluttershy had opened up a ranch for animals of all shapes and sizes, which she care for nearly by herself. There were a dozen different pastures with different amenities but no fences. She didn't believe in caging animals, as she explained while they walked between the Rodent pasture and the bird pasture.

"Will you be coming in?" Fluttershy asked as she stepped into her home, leaving the door open behind her. She lowered her face, bashful and shy. Of course she was shy, it was her namesake.

"Of course! I'd love to enjoy some tea, Fluttershy!" Ilorek smiled and ducked into her home, the door a full two heads too short for him. At least the inside had a tall ceiling, he could stand up straight. Once inside, he laid his book down on the table and squeezed into the biggest chair she had, struggling to make room for his rump.

She practically chirped in delight before turning to her kitchen. "You stay right there, I'm going to make us some tea. How do you like it?"

He tapped his claws on the table as he thought. "Um, how about two sugar, and a bit of milk?" He nodded, happy with that. He actually liked more sugar than that, but he didn't want to impose.

"Two sugar, single milk it is." She whistled and swayed her rump as she prepared the mugs, beautiful pink tail waving back and forth under her skirt.

Ilorek couldn't help but angle his face down a bit, trying to get a better look between her thighs and under that tail, at least until he got a gentle slap on the beak. After shaking himself off and regaining his senses, he looked down to see Angel - Fluttershy's pet rabbit - standing on the table in front of him, front paws crossed over his chest and powerful hind leg tapping at the wood of the table. "What?" He asked quietly.

Angel apparently couldn't talk, so he just narrowed his eyes and hopped away onto his custom built chair so he could eat a salad with them.

When he sat back down, Fluttershy turned with a tray in one hand, two tea cups on saucers, a pot, and a bowl of salad with greens, sliced carrots, tomatoes, and a drizzle of dressing. "Alright everyone! It's time to have a tea party!" She grabbed the first saucer with two cubes of sugar and a larger mug and put it in front of Ilorek, then grabbed the bowl of salad and put it in front of Angel, finishing up by resting the tray in the middle of the table and taking her own saucer and cup as she sat down. "Help yourself!" She Smiled and brushed her mane from her face again, revealing her cheerful expression.

"Don't mind if I do!" Ilorek agreed as he poured himself a cup of tea, dropping the twin cubes into his mug and squeezing some milk from a creamer pot. As he was putting his own beverage together, Angel started slapping his foot on the table, ears down and splayed.

Fluttershy apologized and grabbed two wooden spoons to toss the salad a bit. "I forgot! Can't have your salad without it being mixed up a bit!" Once she was done, Angel smiled and buried his face in the bowl, tiny bits of lettuce and shredded carrots splaying out onto the table. She sat back at her chair and took a sip. "So, Ilorek, what are you in town researching? I'm sure Twilight will have plenty to share with you! She has books on pretty much anything you could imagine!"

Ilorek gulped at his tea and gently set his cup down. "Actually, it's...it's research of an intimate nature. I'm not sure you would be interested. Mating habits and all that."

She also gulped, mimicking his expression. "O-oh. I see. Well, every creature mates, that's how we get cute babies! I, uh, I don't know why I wouldn't be interested." She lowered her face again, mane covering her eye.

"Are you sure? I have some notes here, if you want to read them. Again, it's very graphic, and it's very intimate. I'd be happy to share." He slid the notebook around the tray with the tea kettle towards the demure pony. He was playing coy, at this point, but if she was willing to look at it, maybe she would be the subject for his tests. After all, she wasn't mated and had no stallion in her life. For all Ilorek knew, she was desperate for physical affection that bears and rabbits couldn't give her.

It was a long shot and a low chance, but some of the most wild ponies and griffins he knew were shy and quiet most of the time.

"O-oh. I'm not sure I'm ready for that. Not yet." She declined, yet pulled the book away from Ilorek, anyway. She glanced up with one eye as she opened the front cover, reading the notes on the first page. She lipped the words, glancing up every few seconds to see if Ilorek was watching her.

He chuckled a bit and splayed out his legs a bit, watching with interest as she flipped the page. From the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of Angel staring at him, arms crossed and a tiny piece of lettuce stuck to his cheek. With a bit of attitude, Ilorek stuck his tongue out at the rabbit and rapped his talons on the wood. "So, Fluttershy, I thought you said you were not ready for that kind of stuff."

"I'm just curious." She muttered under her breath, tone of her voice changing a bit. As she kept reading, she flipped the pages back and forth to cross-reference things, pressing a finger to certain diagrams and examples that Ilorek had set forth. The more she read, the more interested she became and the more she shifted in her seat, squirming and whimpering gently.

"Everything okay?" Ilorek asked.

"Y-yes. Of course. I just-"

"You're curious, I know. Inter-species breeding. It's something I've been researching for years now. Curious to see how hippogryphs like me are made, and if cross-breeds like myself can therefore breed with parent species." He grinned wide, proud of his simple explanation.

She kept reading, head down. Though curious, she refused to look up and lock eyes with him. "And why were you heading to Twilight's? Does she have books that would, um, help you research this?"

Ilorek leaned forward and took another sip of his tea. "Actually, I was planning on doing some field testing with her, if she was up for that. As a fellow knowledge-minded pony, I'm sure she'd love to participate in an intimate experiment. Don't you think so?"

Before Fluttershy could respond, Angel hopped up onto the table and plopped his rump down on the book, smashing at it angrily with his powerful foot. He squeaked and chirped at her in protest, before she gently picked him up and walked him to the door.

"I'm sorry, Angel. Mommy would like to be alone for a bit." She opened the top half of the door and gently placed him down outside, the bunny struggling every second of the way. Once he was down on the ground, he started beating at the lower half of the door while she closed the top half. She paused and leaned against the door, waiting until the thumping stopped. When Angel finally gave up his protest, she looked up at Ilorek and blushed a bit, her tail hiking up behind her. "T-tell me, would any mare do, or just Twilight?"

He perked his ears and clicked his beak. "Well, I presume any mare would do, but I want to make sure it's the right mare. Why, are you offering?" He casually took another sip, corner of his beak curled up in a grin.

"Well, I don't know about being the right mare, but...I am in heat. It is autumn, and my body is ready for a foal." She took a series of small steps towards him, her hooves clopping on the wooden floor. Her hands were clasped behind her back and her tail was raised about as high as it would go, lifting the green skirt out behind her.

"That might make you the right mare." He agreed, cocking his head to the side. It was just Fluttershy and Ilorek, alone in her woodland home. Angel had been sent outside to play with the other bunnies, and the mare was in heat. Indeed, she was the right mare; perhaps not the perfect partner for him in this endeavor, but the results would be the same with Twilight or Fluttershy.

She kept stepping towards him, walking around the table but never taking her one exposed eye off him. "So tell me, 'Rek. What would you do to the right mare? What would you want in your quest for answers about inter-species breeding?" She turned and dipped her back, tail raised to expose her dark cream colored vulva. She wasn't wearing panties.

Ilorek gulped and held his hands tight around the mug to keep them hot, not sure of how to proceed. He was fantasizing about her offering herself to him, but given her personality he never expected her to actually do it! "Well, that's up to you, isn't it? I mean, I'm kind of surprised at your behaviour here, I didn't know you had a kinky side."

Her shapely hips kept swaying back and forth, her tail brushing to the side and exposing her moist vulva with every motion. "Well, it's estrus. This time of year, many mares are, uhm, open to the power of suggestion. And, if you can keep a secret, I can share a few things with you." She glanced back over her shoulder, wings gently parting over the shoulder straps of the skirt's shirt half. "If you want to hear more, I'm in a naughty mood."

He reached out and laid his palm on her rump, his hands still very hot from the mug of tea. His fingertips gave a gentle scritch before sliding around the back of her thighs and coming up under her tail, fingers pressed to her moist, meaty folds. "Well, as long as you're comfortable sharing, I'd love to hear what you have to offer." As he finished up, he curled his digits and slipped a couple fingers up into her, hot fingers rubbing against her moist flesh.

A gentle moan escaped her lips as she pushed back, tail up as high as it would go. She bared down on him and clenched her pelvic muscles, a single trail of creamy slime dribbling down between the two fingers that were inside her.

He gave a gentle rub before pulling his digits from her depths. When he pried his fingers apart, he saw a milky, creamy lubrication forming thin webs between them, which he happily licked off. He could feel his member unfolding in his kilt, the bulge of it pressing out against the khaki fabric. "I can see you're a bit of a brood mare when in the mood. Glad to hear it!" He chirped at her, then slid out from the chair to sit flat on his rump behind her. The difference in size meant that, even on his butt he still had to crouch a bit to bury his beak under her tail. He wrapped both arms around her upper legs, warm hands prying her thighs apart as he rubbed between her cheeks, tongue slipping out from his beak to prod at her folds.

Once again, she moaned and pushed back, one hand on her table for balance as she willingly spread her legs, hooves wider than her shoulders. She pressed her hand to her chest, palm between her breasts as she felt for her rapid pulse. She was quite excited, and Ilorek could feel it in the pulsing of her pussy walls around his tongue.

His vigorous tasting of her depths nearly knocked her over, so he held onto her upper legs tightly as he pushed into her, the curve of his beak parting her flesh and spreading the peachy tan folds wide to expose the deep cherry pink of her birth canal. Now, his cock was nearly fully erect, poking out from the underside of the kilt and drooling his slick pre-seed all over her kitchen's rug.

The noisy sound of Fluttershy's hooves clopping on the wood floor was a bit of a distraction to Ilorek, so he lifted her up and cradled her in his arms, getting to both feet to carry her over to the green and brown love seat that was in the middle of her living room with a table in front of it and a series of tiny chairs around for having parties. Her lithe form was light in his powerful arms, but her muscles were tensing against him, showing her true inner strength. Equines were particularly powerful, especially in the haunches.

He let her down on her rump, careful as he peeled her dress up over her shoulders and tossed it to the side. Once she was naked, he stepped back and let his un-buttoned shirt fall off his back, quickly following that up by un-clasping his kilt and gently lowering it over his legs to sag around his ankles. His member burst free and stood at half mast, its length drooping a bit over his large balls towards her, giving the lithe mare a good look at its size and texture, accented by the glistening of the tip.

Fluttershy gulped and held her hand to her mouth, breathing heavily as she blushed, meekly slipping off the side of the love seat to kneel before him. "Oh, oh my." She muttered to herself as she got a good, close up look at Ilorek's stallion cock. She seemed a little confused by the difference near the base - he had the makings of a knot there akin to the griffons of the land - but that didn't dissuade her; instead, she seemed excited! However, rather than get too shy to carry on, she beckoned him forward, cradling his glans in her palms and suckling at the soft spongy tip with her tongue lapping at his urethral opening, sucking back as much of his sweet nectar as she could, much like a vampire bat.

Almost instantly he felt his member grow to full firmness against her lips, and she kept suckling at it, kissing around the rim, and cradling its length and his balls with a gentle caress, occasionally looking up as if to see if she was doing a good job. Despite her shy and introverted demeanor, she definitely knew how to handle a cock! Deep down inside, Ilorek liked to imagine she practiced on the feral beasts of her sanctuary; it was clear she knew a thing or two about how to use her lips to pleasure a stallion.

"Hey, uh, Fluttershy?" He grunted as he cradled her cheek and ran his fingers through her mane. "I just, you know, I think this works a lot better if, you know, if it goes in your other end." He lifted a talon to rest it on her hips, claws gently poking at her rump and teasing between her cheeks, coaxing her tail up in one fluid motion.

She gulped and nodded slowly, her smile showing her teeth before grabbing his hips to turn him around, coaxing him to sit on the love seat. Once he was laying on his back, she nuzzled his cock, then slipped up his body, pushing cock to the side to rest on her hips as she nuzzled into his chest feathers. The lithe pony brought one leg up to rest her knee on Ilorek's thigh, squeezing his cock between their bellies as she pressed her hips down against his, soft velvet lips kissing the base of his cock where sheathe met balls. "Is that better?" She whispered, mane still covering half her face.

Ilorek chirped and grinned, reaching around to cup at her rump cheek and pull her up so that both her knees were on his hips, calves on his thighs for balance. With her squatting down on his lap, he tensed his cock to slap it against his belly before letting it bounce back up and smear fluids on her middle torso. "I think that'll do. Are you sure you want to do this? I know you're not exactly-"

Fluttershy cut him off mid-sentence by pressing a single finger to his beak - a finger covered in a concoction of her lubrication and his precum - as she grinded her hips to the underside of his shaft. "Don't worry about me, 'Rek. Everypony might think I'm a pushover because I'm shy, but I don't do things if I really don't want to. And right now-" She trailed off and pushed up so that she was nuzzling his cheek, hips raised and chest against his. "-right now I want it more than anything else." Before she finished the sentence, she reached between her spread legs to grab at the underside of his cock tip, aiming it at her glistening, velvet lips.

As soon as he felt her warm flesh pressing against his, he bucked upwards to poke his spongy head into her. The soft, silken walls clenched tight around him and massaged his length down to the median ring that divided the ridged shaft and the soft velvet of his sheath. She was so tight - even as a mare in heat her passage was quite snug since he was so much bigger than she was. His member was equipped to fit a fully grown adult horse, not a slender, lithe pony.

He could feel his girth sliding through her depths, the soft flesh squeezing tight and clenching around him every time she breathed. Her lips squeezed and pinched tight around his shaft, clit winking and forcing her juices to dribble down to his belly. She was so thin, Ilorek could actually see the faint outline of his cock tip prodding against her abdominal wall once it passed through her pelvic bones. He gave the shifting bulge a gentle rub, coaxing a giggle in response from her.

"Hey, what are you doing?" She laughed, every tiny motion gripping her pelvic muscles tighter around him.

"I'm just getting a feel for you; you don't mind, do you?" Ilorek answered, still pressing his fingertips to the moving lump in her belly, further squeezing his girth within her birth canal.

She just giggled a bit, biting at her thumb as she rocked back and forth on his lap. Her clit kept winking every time she felt his ring squeeze and lurch into her, every inch of her depths from womb to vulva quivering in delight accompanied by a cute little moan.

To Ilorek's delight, her flesh was as soft as her demeanor. Those silken walls of hers slid effortlessly up and down his length, squeezing in waves as she did so. There was no resistance as he bucked his hips into her; her fluids mixed with his precum for a slick ride. As he pushed into her, he felt her cervix press tight against his flat, engorged head. He was about ready to hold off and be gentle to her, but she grinned at him and started gyrating her hips down his length, muscled thighs nearly pressed to his as she laid all her weight down on him.

After a few moments of strained pushing, her body jerked downward, forcing his cock tip to explode within her womb, the flare expanding inside and locking them together, forcing a pained squeak from her lips followed by her meek shudder.

Ilorek wasn't ready to finish, so he wrapped his hands around her rump cheeks and pulled, tugging his tip from her depths with a pop and a flood of combined juices escaping from between her pussy lips to soak his balls and inner thighs. He could feel her vulva squeezing him and tugging his member every inch of his length until only his inflated flare rested just inside her.

"Wh-whats the matter?" She asked, shaking her head so that her pink mane covered half her face. She was panting, tongue out and chest heaving. Her small breasts were perky, and her nipples were standing at full attention. Ilorek couldn't help but take in the image of the shy pony pushing herself down onto him, resisting his gentle nature.

Rather than answer, Ilorek leaned into her and pressed his beak between her breasts, fingers gently caressing her nipples. The soft touch accented by the long hair of his wrist fetlocks made her gasp and whimper, pussy still wrapped around the hippogryph's excited member. With renewed assurance of her desire, he bucked upwards again until that flare pressed against her gaping cervix with his urethral opening ready to erupt into her womb, one hand pressing down on her hips for added force.

She grunted and lowered her gaze to press her chin to her chest, both hands against either of Ilorek's shoulders for balance. The little pony had a passion that Ilorek never would have expected, and she proved it by bouncing up and down on his cock against his forceful bucking. Her tender pussy massaged and caressed his member, squeezing down hard as she winked, only to pull off and cradle the wide rim of his flare, each motion accompanied by a wet, juicy squishing sound as bits of air escaped from her lips.

They shared a giggle together, accented by the sounds before she shifted around, rotating on his cock until she was laying with her back on his chest. She planted her hooves on his thighs and pulled until his member popped from her depths, leaving her lips open and gaping a bit, a steady trail of slick fluid dribbling out over her rump hole and mucking up Ilorek's lower belly.

"H-hey, what are you doing?" He protested, only to be interrupted by her hand wrapping around his member and rubbing the tip against her glistening pucker.

She had her curly tail lifted high over his chest as she leaned forward, daintily balancing her hooves on his thighs as she leaned back into him until his member popped into her, slowly sliding deeper and deeper until her shapely rump was pressed to his thighs, taut peach pucker pressed right against his sheath and begging for more.

Ilorek was thoroughly surprised by her willingness to do anal, but more impressed that she so easily swallowed every bit of horse cock he had to offer in one fluid motion. He laid his hands on her hips and rubbed at her cutie mark as she started to bob up and down, watching close as her tight rump hole left slick trails of fluid down the length of his shaft. Though he hadn't initially intended to go that route, he found himself getting into it, grabbing her tail and forcing himself in deep with every thrust.

Fluttershy looked back and brushed her hair to the side as she kept at his cock, shifting forward and back on his thighs to gain momentum, her depths squeezing him tight as she forced him in as deep as he could go. Though her birth canal was shallow, her rump was seemingly endless, and she seemed to have a taste for anal.

Her passion manifested in a brief but vigorous session, bouncing up and down on his cock, forcing his member to tenderize her flesh, anal ring growing weaker and looser with each thorough thrust. Rather than squeeze and clench around him, she grunted and pushed out like she was forcing his member out of her. The pressure was unique, softer and more about every muscle clenching all at once, unlike the snug walls of her cunt that squeezed in waves depending on the angle and depth of thrust.

All he could do was hold onto her as she kept at him, her lifted tail giving a clear view of his chocolate and milk colored member being swallowed by her rump over and over again. It was truly a sight to behold, doubly hot when he reached around with his thumb to rub at the rim of her ass flesh, coaxing her to whimper and quiver in his hand.

The ravenous rump of Fluttershy kept bobbing up and down on Ilorek's member until the pressure of her forcing him out succeeded and the glans burst from her depths to slap and rub between her vulva and inner thigh, spreading precum and fluid all over her short hair. Once it was clear that cock wasn't going back in her ass, she grabbed the end of it and caressed it gently as she shifted weight, guiding the tip towards her lips.

Ilorek grunted and let go of her tail, once again cradling her muscled hips as she repositioned herself on his chest. His member was buried deep within her once again, the hot flesh of her cunt decidedly different in texture and temperature from her rump. That only made him more appreciative of her mare bits. "That was a fun little distraction while it lasted." He chirped, mostly to himself.

Fluttershy looked back over her shoulder and squeezed as hard as she could, her clit winking and spewing a creamy trail of fluid down the underside of his shaft to pool between his balls. "Now, mate me like a brood mare." She whispered into his ear, her legs spread and knees up to expose her tight little hole, still spread wide by his stallion cock.

"Are you sure about that? I can get pretty rough." Ilorek warned. He peeked down over her chest and between her breasts to see the clearly defined bulge in her belly. She was sucking her abdomen in to look as thin as she could, also making her walls just a little more snug for him. All she did was nod and bite her bottom lip as she eased down onto his member, her soift, moist lips swallowing his cock to near the base. This position allowed him to penetrate deeper without forcing himself into her womb.

He was about to start roughly thrusting into her, but she started snaking her torso in tight waves, hips gyrating against his member as she shifted and rocked her body. The angles and vigor of her motions actually anchored his member about half-way into her, the end of it swirling around, literally stirring her loins and coaxing a series of sopping wet squelches to erupt from between her legs. She gasped and giggled, her motions growing in vigor until Ilorek joined in against her.

The hippogryph wrapped his hands around her waist and helped push her down, his own back arching to force more of his length into her, his gently bucking an alternating pattern compared to her gyrating. As the two continued to thrust and buck against each other, they found the perfect groove that achieved a perfect thrust from being as deep in her as he could go to nearly popping out from her hungry lips with the least amount of effort.

Though Ilorek was part griffin and had the stamina of a drake, he was still half horse and her pussy was just so incredibly tight and tender that he couldn't hold back. With one violent thrust accompanied by a squeeze of her hips to hold her in place, he forced his swelling flare into her womb and let himself erupt spurt after spurt of his seed into her depths. His urethra swelled and throbbed against her lips with every ejaculation, the pressure and sensation making her squeeze tight against him with a wink of her clit.

Her maw gaped open as she leaned back into him, her belly bloating with the seed of the larger stallion-drake. Her belly actually inflated to the point where she looked pregnant, the massive rim of his flare plugging her womb to keep any of the mess from escaping. She stopped moving and grinding against him, instead focusing on the sensation of his cock throbbing against her pussy while she shuddered, whimpered, and quivered in delight.

"O-oh my..." She trailed off as she pushed down against him again, forcing her lips to encompass every last bit of him. The sudden shift forced his head in just deep enough that the torrent of stallion seed started flowing out through her birth canal to splash out over his cock, his balls, the love seat, and the floor beneath them. Though she was left thin as she was before, with a clearly defined bulge in her lower abdomen, there was still plenty in there to satisfy her estrus need.

She sprawled out and kept her legs wide, arms down to rest in each of Ilorek's huge hands as she panted and whispered sweet jibberish into his ear. Her belly was completely back to normal, and she could feel his member shrinking and shriveling, pulling the flare from her womb with a full pop, bringing the rest of the seed out with it.

Ilorek splayed out on the loveseat while she leaned back to nuzzle into him. His member was pulling itself back into his sheathe as he reached around her torso, slipping a hand over her belly to rub at her meaty clit. She twitched with every gentle touch, and quickly reverted back into the personality that she'd derived her name, curling up in the fetal position on his chest and covering her face.

"Are you okay?" He asked, pulling her mane to the side so he could look her in the eye.

"Mm-hmm." She moaned back to him, tail lowering to cover her tenderized nether region but failing to stop the flow of seed that kept dribbling out of her and soaking Ilorek.

"Are you absolutely sure? I know you're not exactly the most assertive." He pressed, knowing full well she'd either break or fight back.

"I'm fine." She whimpered in a barely audible tone. Before he could respond, she got to her hooves and took a few steps, picking up her green dress and folding it over her arm. She refused to make eye contact as she cleaned up after herself, and it was clear she had no idea what to do after such a thing.

Ilorek stayed on the love seat, watching her shuffle around her home with dress in hand, creamy mess dribbling down her inner thighs. "You know, if you want to cuddle, I'd be okay with that. I know you are probably the cuddling type. But don't worry, I am too." He winked as he offered, extending an arm.

She turned to glance at him from under her pink mane and nodded, quickly dropping the dress to snuggle up next to him under his extended arm. She wrapped her arm around his chest and held him close, using his plumage as a pillow.

Once they were comfortable and she seemed relaxed again, Ilorek found his more analytical mentality returning. He didn't want to talk too thoroughly about the sex - knowing Fluttershy it would likely just make her blush and avoid the discussion - but he did have research to do. "So, uh, Flutters? Would you mind keeping a journal every week to document progress of the young?"