All The Way Through
#1 of Rated X
Some of you might be wondering about the title...while others, who share the same ideas as I do, will know what I'm talking about. It is definitely an "acquired taste" one might say, and isn't too sought after. It's often hard to find literature, animation, even drawings on this particular idea. Now, I can't draw very well, let alone do an animation, but there is one thing I can do; I can write. So if you have any inkling as to what "All the Way Through" means, or if you're curious...then stay tuned, and read on; It's gonna be fun ^_^
*The artwork below is not mine, but is one of my favorite #allthewaythrough drawings. Also, I'll be doing more of these in the future, so give me a vote if you liked it!
I've always been a bit different, I guess you could say. Not physically, mind you, but rather, mentally. If you were to line me up with all the other ponies my age, nothing would really set me apart. I'm average height, somewhat toned and muscular from running. I'm a unicorn and even in that community I'm average...except for one thing. My abilities.
Other unicorns can make plants grow, levitate heavy objects, do magic tricks, and even make the sun and moon rise and set. But my ability sets me apart from all else, or at least, as far as I know it does. I'm fairly certain that if another pony had an ability such as mine they wouldn't go boasting about it to everypony else. My ability is...*sigh*...it's hard to even say it on here...*deep breath*...I can make my dick grow...to considerable lengths. And when I say 'considerable' I mean to say that I could impale another pony from their tail to their mouth and have a few inches to spare...So that's my ability and also my fantasy. Thinking about that...nothing gets me harder.
I know, I know...It's a bit 'Out of this Word' in the world of Equestria, but I just can't stop thinking about it; it's never too far from my mind. Now, I'm a unicorn stallion, I was "officially" a colt until the start of this year, so I no longer go to school. I do, however, live in Canterlot and visit the library, so I often see potential partners; even hooked up with a few. Some have ended poorly, others...even more so. When I get excited, I sometimes find it hard to control the length. Like this one time, I had this beautiful earth pony over at my house; things were going well too. But I often think about my fantasy during sexual encounters and I get sidetracked. The earth pony had plopped down on her back with her head facing me off the side of the bed. It was my favorite position. I have a bit of an oral fixation, but anyways, I was massaging her throat with my shaft, thrusting in and out--she liked to gag on it. Then I lost control and it grew upwards about 6 inches. Her eyes grew wide so I quickly pulled back. But it was too late. "I told you not to go so deep!" she said as she stormed out. Earth ponies can be so dramatic...
I have other stories I could go on about, but there really isn't any point. They all end in disappointment. As I was thinking about all this in my usual spot in the library, I had actually gotten a bit hard, so I discreetly adjusted myself. Or at least, I thought I was being discreet about it. Apparently, during my daydreaming, it had grown 12 inches...I quickly used my horn to shorten it back down, but a mare had taken notice.
A blue Pegasus had been watching me this whole time and I hadn't realized it. And before I had any time to react, she flew straight at me and landed in the chair right next to me.
"Hi! My name's Tracer," she managed to squeak before I could get up or do anything. She was a little firecracker this one, and she was quick. Her blue fur was unkempt and her black mane and tail were unruly and scruffy.
"Hello..." I said with an embarrassed tone.
She giggled, "I didn't mean to startle you, but I couldn't help but notice." She then trailed her eyes towards my shaft as she tilted her head in such a cute manner I couldn't help but smile. And when I smiled, she smiled more; I laughed, and she giggled. She was still in between the stages of a filly and a mare. I had wondered if her parents were nearby, but then I saw the bag on her back and her wonderbolt uniform hanging out of it. No wonder she looked unkempt, she'd been flying all day.
"So umm...you're a wonderbolt eh?" I asked, trying to divert her eyes away.
"Oh! Umm...well, kinda...I'm in training," she said, smiling ear to ear. "I'm on leave at the moment. So I have a few days to rest and whatnot. All the inns are occupied, so I stayed here at the library last night." She said as she stretched out her sore wings. "It's not very comfortable though."
"With all the trainees it's not a wonder they aren't vacant." I said and then paused. "Umm...you know...I have a...umm...bed...If you want...you could--"
"Yes!" she interrupted, not realizing how loud she had been; embarrassed, her ears fell back.
I laughed, and then she perked up. "Well, it's getting late already, did you want to leave now?" I asked.
"Yeah let's go!" she said as her ears shot up. So we both got up and left the library. During the walk there, we were both seemingly quiet. We'd trade glances at each other and smile every so often. She always acted like she was about to say something, then she'd trail off and bite her lip. We finally reached my house near the edge of town and I opened the door, then we both went in.
"Wow! This is a nice place you got here," she said enthusiastically.
I smiled, "Thanks. It was my parents, before they moved out."
Then her mood changed. I could tell she was curious about earlier and she wanted to know.
"Okay..." she said as she sat down on the mat in the living room. She took a deep breath then let it out. "How did you do that earlier? You know...in the library...I mean, I've seen other ponies get erections before, but not quite as fast as you did. And then for it to go back to normal so fast? How'd you do that?
I sat down across from her on the same mat, but in between us was a coffee table that I laid my head on and sighed; I was embarrassed and scared. I didn't want to push her away already...I'd just met her. But after I thought for a moment. She was the one who bolted towards me when she saw it happen. Maybe it'd be okay...Just this once, I'll tell her.
"Alright...I'll start from the beginning. As you probably already know, I grew here in canterlot. I was enrolled in magic school from a very young age and had been a student up until this last year when I graduated. Now, to graduate, there's a final project you must complete; a research project. Typically most unicorns will dig into the library and find old spells to learn. They'll practice the spells beforehand and present what they learned at the final. I wanted to do something different; something unique and original. I chose to focus on enchantments. So as soon as the semester started, I ran to the library. I dug and dug, found enchantment after another. Then one day as I searched the endless halls of the Canterlot Library, I found one that peaked my interest. It was a project spell that hadn't been completed yet. The enchantment, from what I'd read, would shrink a set object until the counterspell could be cast. The spell was simply called, "The Reduction Enchantment." The applications for this spell were numerous! Yet, the spell wasn't finished. I had wondered why only until I had my first mishap with the spell. Turns out, if you don't focus intently on the object you wish to shrink...it will shrink you instead. I spent the first month of the semester about the size of an apple, trying to reverse the spell. My roommate at the time carried me back and forth from the school to the library until I could come up with a counterspell. After that, I perfected it, but I didn't stop there. I used the same principles for the reduction spell to create an opposite "Addition" spell. I was so proud at what I'd accomplished that I'd overlooked the fact that should this spell get into the wrong hooves, it would be disastrous, but I was too prideful in my work to care. On the final project day, I presented my findings to the board with a smile on my face. I brought in my research and only one apple. I placed it on the table, performed the addition, reduction, and the counterspell. But at the end of it all...they told me never to use that magic again and they destroyed my research. Don't get me wrong though, they were amazed that such a spell could be used, but for the safety of Equestria, that spell could not exist. I didn't get in any trouble, instead, they offered me a job. They wanted me to continue my enchantment research and find other spells like this. Spells that would be a potential threat so that they could limit their use, thus, creating a safer environment for not only the school, but for all of Equestria."
Tracer was in mid yawn when I had stopped talking. "Oh...sorry!" she laughed. "But...that still doesn't explain what happened in the library. You used that forbidden spell again didn't you?"
"Shhh!!!..." I said as I looked around, forgetting I wasn't in the library anymore.
Her eyes widened as she looked around the room with me, but then gave me a puzzled expression as she tilted her head.
"It's a different spell.." I said, "It's not the enchantment of addition. I created another spell, similar to that. I call it the Enchantment of Lengthening. Listen though...you can't tell anypony." I said in a more serious voice.
She nodded her head quickly then, anxiously, she waited. "Wait!" she yelled, suddenly remembering something. "I want to see you for you first...without magic..." she said as she shyly turned her head to the side as if to avoid eye contact.
I chuckled quietly as I stood up and stretched, "Well, I may need a little help with that.." I said as I made my way to the front door of my bedroom.
She smiled, then got up and trotted past me going to the bedroom. She gave me a playful bump with her hip as she passed me. When she entered the room she ran and plopped down on the bed on her back, revealing all for me to see. Her lady bits down south were a pleasant surprise. Despite her scraggly mane and coat, her muff was well maintained. She stretched out on the bed, wings and all, tensing up her muscles. Her wings lay out beside her, her front hooves lay up like a begging puppy, her hind legs were sprawled outwards opening her gape, and her tail lay hanging off the edge of the bed. She was a breathtaking creature, and I was afraid of losing her already. I could tell she wanted me, so I walked towards her with my shaft swinging a bit. When I reached the bed, I brushed my nose and then my tongue gently across her soft folds as I placed my front legs on the bed, straddling her. When I came level with her body, I placed my shaft on top of her abdomen; I was rock hard.
Tracer leaned forward and whispered in my ear, "Now show me what you can do big boy..." then she let her head fall back onto the bed.
I took a deep breath to prepare myself, then I began to focus. Focus is the key. There has to be complete focus or it won't work. As I concentrated, my horn began to glow bright red. The aura wasn't intensely bright, but sparks began to emit. At this stage, the link was ready and i began to lengthen my little colt. From twelve inches to fifteen, and then twenty as it moved past her stomach onto her chest fluff. Thirty inches it grew and it reached the base of her neck. As it grew, it slid across her muff and she was enjoying it because she'd let out these sweet moans as she breathed. As the flange of my shaft neared her face, she leaned forward to accept it into her mouth. Thirtyfive inches and it slid in nicely, hitting the back of her neck. She gagged for a moment, but suckled it anyways as she rocked her hips, grinding her muff against the base of my shaft. I couldn't believe this was happening, she wasn't running in fear or yelling at me. She took me for who I was as she embraced my manhood with her front legs, stroking it up and down. With every rock of her hips she moaned loudly as she sucked hard on the tip. Then, rather abruptly, she climaxed and let loose her grip, then relaxed her muscles.
"Dear Celestia...I've never came so fast before..." she said as soon as she caught her breath. "This is so surreal!... I can't believe what I'm seeing...You could impale me what that thing!" My eyes widened at the comment as we traded glances. "What?" she said, tilting her head.
"Oh...nothing," I chuckled, "It's nothing.
She gave me the most puzzling look, as if she could read my thoughts. "You want to...don't you?" she said, but I didn't say anything. "And nopony has been willing to..." she paused for a moment as if to ponder something.
Finally I spoke, "It's umm...always been a fantasy of mine...but, that's why they call them fantasies I guess," I said, then I let out a fake chuckle.
"Alright..." she said, smiling at me.
"Alright?...Alright what? I said, wanting validation.
"I'll do it..."
"Are you sure? It could be dangerous. I've never heard of such a thing being done before..." I said, legitimately concerned.
"Oh please...I'll try anything at least once. Besides...I'm a Wonderbolt...we live for danger..." she said, lifting one eyebrow and biting her lip.
I relished what would happened next, "You have no idea how much I'm indebted to you for this," I said as I leaned forward and whispered into her ear. Next, I focused on the counterspell and shortened my shaft to normal length, then I wrapped my hooves around Tracer's body and held her close to me as I pushed myself deep inside her; she was still drippingly moist and it slid in easy. She moaned a bit, still sensitive from cumming earlier. I leaned in again to whisper, "Thank you for this..." Slowly, the red sparkled aura returned to my horn and I began the lengthening process. Her insides were warm...and tight. The tip of my shaft pushed past her stomach and the outline of it could be clearly seen. She looked down and her mouth gaped open as she saw it creeping up towards her chest and then the bottom of her throat. Tracer groaned and yelled at all the stretching that was going on inside of her. She thrashed a bit, but couldn't go anywhere, she was locked in and I wasn't about to let go. She started having some trouble breathing, so I told her to calm down and breath in as deep as she could go and hold it. She nodded and held her breath as I eased my cock through her throat. A muffled groan was all I heard as it bulged through her throat and out of her mouth came the flange of my shaft.
"Oh my fucking Celestia!" I said as I ran my hooves along the length of Tracer's body. "I can't believe this is happening!" It was one thing to fantasize about it, but this was for real, and it felt infinitely better than I imagined it would. I rocked my hips back and forth, as she gurgled on my shaft. She was trying to breath, but couldn't and started squirming, kicking, and thrashing about. Tracer started convulsing around my entire cock so I let her body do the work of milking me. I let go and shot cum all over the bedpost, my pillows, the sheets, the walls, and when it slowed, it dripped down the side of her face. Her convulsions were starting to slow and I knew she was about done so I pulled my limp shaft out from her, inch by inch, and slowly too. Gradually her body began to decompress back to its original self. As It left the bottom of her throat, Tracer came back to life and she started gasping for air. When I pulled the rest of my shaft out of her I didn't have the energy to counter the spell right away, so fell next to her on the bed, laid my head down on her right wing, then let the rest of my shaft lay across Tracer's abdomen.
When Tracer caught her breath, she turned her head towards me and we locked eyes; still breathing through her mouth. Her face was matted a bit with my cum from earlier so licked her cheek to clean it up. She closed her eyes and smiled as she wrapped her body around mine, wings, legs and all.
I let out a deep sigh, "I was so worried you'd leave me afterwards...but you didn't" I said softly.
"Only an idiot would...Whoever those ponies were that did you wrong...they aren't on our level. We're on an entirely new level...that nopony else has reached." she said, speaking only a sentence at a time.
I smiled and embraced her even more tightly, "I'm never letting you go..."