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In the dark city

The air crackled as a fiery red portal opened onto the gloomy winding path of darkling row, the tall broodingly handsome Nightstallion stepped out onto the street. Shaking out his smoldering mane making sparkle dance around his head, his sooty black coat looking even darker in the dark greenish light. The mighty Fae stallion looking right at home of the perilous streets, while beside him the small, slender, coltish looking Zebracorn looked decidedly out of place. Midnight the Nightstallion tugged Hooves the sissy Zebracorn along behind him, smiling to himself as he gestured to the somewhat green city. "Welcome..." He said with a kind of casual understated tone, of someone actively trying not to impress. "To Nodd."

"So this is the city of Nodd..." Hooves muttered his long slotted nostrils flaring, as the stench of rot and much more foul things assaulted his senses. The sleek striped myth tugging absently at the strange, wristband-like device that was on his left arm. The city wasn't really anything to write home about, as far as Hooves could see. It could be the moldering piles of garbage heaped in mounds against the sides of buildings, appearing to have been soaked repeatedly in rain. A strange glow seemed to radiate through the place as Midnight walked through the street, keeping Hooves close by his side. The Ego bracer on the Zebracorn's wrist glittering faintly, as they moved along the street at a steady pace.

"Stay close," The sleek coal black stallion said, even as his flaming mane cast a sooty orange glow. "Until we get you marked properly, anyone here would be delighted to pick you up, plug you into their crystals, and start using you to power their magic for a few decades..." He mentioned in a offhand manner, it hardly sounded like the dire warning that it clearly was.

The shining myth looked around wide eyed, he had heard whispers of the dark city of Nodd for centuries. As a Fae who could traverse the fairy mists, he knew the city existed somewhere in the fey wylds. But would never have ventured here on his own, the atmosphere of the city was pungent speaking of decay and less wholesome things. Still there was something intriguing even fascinating about the corruption, and the air fairly tingled with magical energies. The dark predatory looks he attracted on the streets, exciting the myth and making his shriveled organ drop from it's sheath to dangle limp and pathetic.

He was smirking, but it wasn't clear if he was making a joke or not as he led Hooves past a few more piles of trash. Waving to a street vendor who seemed to be serving something that was still squirming on the end of a stick, then reached a larger building. He took a breath, then spat fire against the door--causing a dark symbol on it to flare--before he pushed it open, guiding the Zebracorn inside.

"And this... is my humble abode." The house was towering and impressive, looking more like some twisted Gothic cathedral on the outside. Midnight explained gesturing the the gloomy interior casually, it like everything else Hooves had seen looked both opulent and shabby at the same time. It stank of sulfur and sex, but a Nightstallion tended to lean in such directions after all. The opening floor looked fairly plain, but a quick glance up the stairs seemed to show a better set of rooms.

"I'm... a bit a local celebrity." The wicked Stallion bragged, smirking slightly at the hidden irony within that statement.

"Yes I just bet you are..." The slender striped gelding purred softly, as he muzzled against the Nightstallion's broad and powerful chest. Subconsciously the gelding playing the submissive little filly, for the bigger much more masculine equine.

"I'm a member of one of the magic guilds." He said flatly, carefully avoiding naming which one of them as yet. "And as far as anyone knows, you're my latest project. Which means we can do all kinds of filthy, dirty things, and people will just assume it's part of a spell I'm working on." Midnight promised with a lewd rumble, squeezing his Zebracorn's backside firmly, and then massaging the flesh between his fingers smoothly. "It does, at least, give me a chance to see what kind of reagent gelded Unicorn seed is. We might be able to set up a little side business milking you..." He mentioned with a jeer, playing his fingers along that soft, scarred sheath as Hooves shivered.

"Oh? Which guild is that?" Hooves giggled softly as he felt those strong hands fondling and squeezing his plush backside, the stallion guided his new toy up the stairs. "Now how do you plan to get that?" Hooves snickered teasingly, as the handsome coal black stud's lip's twisted up into a wicked sneer. "Milking a gelding. Hahaha..." The sleek shiny myth laughed for a moment, before realizing that his host had been serious... Even while those finger tip's played along his scarred crotch, making the Zebracorn shiver at the intense awareness of his own lacking.

As they entered the room Midnight paused to peer into a mirror, checking on his abodes well being for a moment. The house was needy but in good shape, nothing had infested it in his absence. Well almost nothing, seated on a sofa was Mordecai Baalkor the Lehlt was drinking from a large crystal goblet. "You've been away for quite sometime... Luckily I've seen to the care of your house..." His fiery yellow eyes scanned the Nightstallion, before dropping to devour the Zebracorn.

"Taken care of drinking all my booze... and rutting on every bit of furniture in the place no doubt." The Nightstallion laughed in wicked amusement, it was why he had developed a friendship with Mordecai after all. Well that and the fact that they both enjoyed hurting others, and the Lehlt was an expert at entertaining tortures. Something the Nightstallion admired greatly, although he was careful not to appear to friendly with the wicked Lehlt.

"Ohooo my pardon I didn't realize you had a guest..." The slender Lehlt rose to his full seven foot height, and then preformed a graceful bow to Hooves. "I... am Mordecai Baalkor." He paused to gauge the striped equines reaction, less than pleased to see Hooves looking confused and unimpressed. One dark mahogany cloven hoof pawed at the carpet, a nervous reaction to not being instantly recognized. The well dressed Lehlt pranced over to take Hooves hand, lifting it up and he kissed it softly. "So soft a scent... a male who is no longer a male... how delightful." His eyes flashed back to Midnight, the two of them exchanging dark knowing looks. "I'm glad to see your finally branching out, he's so much more interesting than those worn out mares you're always bring around." Those glowering eyes returned to Hooves, once again devouring the myth like he was a succulent meal. "You my dear are simply wondrous... I really must steal you away from our dear friend here... if only for a few hours hehe."

"Worn out mares you are more than happy to share with me... I'm afraid that this one isn't for sharing, Mordecai." The sleek black stallion said, casually putting a big three fingered hand along the back of the Zebracorn's neck. "You'll have to be careful, though my dear friend." The Nightstallion's voice dripping with honey and venom, it was an odd kind of relationship the pair had. "You know what happens if you get overly envious." Midnight smirked watching as Mordecai drained his goblet, of the rare and powerful alcohol the Nightstallion had collected. "Or you don't have quite enough envious eyes cast in your own direction..." It was a taunt plain and simple, the kind friends or enemies shared.

The Lehlt looked offended, if only slightly so it was friendly it seemed. "After I took care of your home in your absence?!" Mordecai asked with a sniff, acting terribly put upon that he had been insulted after his good deed.

"After you broke into my home, hoping to procure something while I was gone..." Midnight corrected with a wicked smile, sliding a paw down to the Unicorn's backside and squeezing it slowly. "And were unable to leave?"

The Lehlt fumed for a moment, flicking a lock of his hair back over a short clipped horn, and then turning into profile, looking as offended as he possible could when confronted with the truth. "Well... Perhaps you'll accept a pair of tickets to my next show..." Mordecai started producing a couple of brightly colored leathery tickets, seemingly from thin air with a flourish of his claw tipped fingers.

"Oh, I don't think that's necessary." Midnight snorted, even as Mordecai thrust a ticket into Hooves' hands with a warm grin, eagerly looking into the myth's bright blue eyes. Hooves returned his gaze for a moment, reading the desire in those eager yellow eyes.

"You would love it..." Mordecai insisted licking his thin lip's, as if he could already taste the Zebracorn on his tongue. "I promise you. Quite the entertainment."

Midnight sighed, accepting the second ticket as Mordecai quickly gave it to him, and then giggled with delight. "Now, I really, really must be going. They're going to be so lost without me..." The slender Lehlt insisted sitting his empty goblet aside, there were at least a dozen empty bottles on the table.

Midnight nodded slightly, loosening the wards on his home slightly, and allowing the smarmy Lehlt to quickly escape through them. A moment later, he tightened them back down again, and then plucked the ticket from Hooves's hands, setting both of them to the side. "Not something to do on your first night." The handsome stallion insisted to the other's protests, smiling at him and rubbing the myth's cheek.

"Besides, as I said... I do need to milk you and see how much value you have in this... wonderfully wretched place." The sooty black stud teased, gripping his new play thing by the Zebracorn's limp useless male organ. Dragging him down the twisting hallways, past dozens of doors and rooms that were left locked and dark. The myth sensing that those door had things locked behind them, there were a lot of other guests within the Nightstallion's home. Hooves was expecting to be lead into a bedroom, the room they enter was more a cross between a laboratory and a torture dungeon. The cold dead air thick with the scents of chemicals, along with blood, sweat and pain. Hooves was guided over to a table with a padded top, in the center was a hole that appeared to be some kind of sphincter. "Up you go... onto the table." It was plain that this how the milking was to be accomplished, sliding up onto the table the myth fed his limp organ into the hole.

"Ammm..." Hooves moaned, as it suddenly felt like a thousand cool slimy worms were squirming and wiggling against his limp organ. A shiver of horror and disgust washed over the Zebracorn, as the sickly pleasurable sensations teased that impotent organ. Hooves eyes flew open widely, as something slimy began to slither up his urethra. "Ooooo..." The helpless myth whimpered in revulsion, suddenly wondering just exactly what was in that orifice. Midnight guided the Zebracorn's hands and hooves into magical restraint loops, so that his toy couldn't jump off the table. Suddenly the myth found himself restrained, locked down so that only his hip's and head could move.

"That feels good huh?" The Nightstallion snickered, as he saw the other equine shivering in fear and loathing. "But I think we both know, that no amount of stimulation to that pathetic organ is going to get what we need out of you." Midnight laughed cruelly at the gelded myth's expense, the stallion's strong hands rubbed and cupped those sleek striped butt cheeks. The panting Zebracorn glanced back over his own shoulder, as the sooty black stallion smiled down at him eagerly. "Luckily I've got plenty of toys... and even more ideas for this sweet little mare hole of yours."

"Now, first things first..." Midnight murmured, stepping next to the Zebracorn, and then pricking his finger on the other's horn... before starting to scribe a rune for a spell between the myth's shoulder blades. He smirked slightly as he completed the spell of 'Gushing' , selecting pre-cum from the few things the Zebracorn's body could produce. It honestly wouldn't help too much, but anything to increase production would be a boon for the emasculated equine.

Midnight grinned and reached below the table, smiling as he produced a jar with something black swirling eagerly inside of it. "I hope you don't mind a little friend helping you out..." The wicked black stallion teased, laughing softly as the shiny myth winced in shock. "You remember your buddy, the horror from our little Hallo's eve party? Think of this as an accommodating cousin..." The Nighstallion mentioned with a nasty chuckle, even as he watched the myth's eyes widen in repugnance.

He brought the jar behind the struggling Zebracorn, and with a lewd smirk, he opened it, pointing it toward the other's backside, which was immediately and violently invaded by the swirling, black creature. It stopped only with the large, thick bottom section pressed against the unicorn's puffy anus, lashing around inside of him almost brutally as it tried to fully occupy the other's asshole. With a grin, the Nightstallion reached out, grabbing onto Hooves's horn and squeezing it slowly. "Just relax... I'm going to help your body accept a few things..." Midnight explained softly, his voice that same purring tone he had used before mounting the myth earlier.

He started by trying to force the Zebracorn to regrown his balls, which of course didn't work, although... it did start that demonic rune flaring darkly. Which seemed to excite the creature within Hooves asshole and the things lashing around his poor, dead cock seemed to multiply crawling farther up his urethra. He kept the magic on, letting the rune block it over and over as the flaring magic encouraged the milking--without him having to use much of his power at all.

"Huuhuhu." The handsome myth moaned out loudly, his body bucking and struggling wildly. A faint dripping could be heard from a jar across the room, as the myth's silvery pre-cum was transported via portal into that collection tube. Even as the sexy Zebracorn's body humped and thrust against the tables padding, the former males body subconsciously reacting the way it was made to do. While his tail hole was acting like the rut hole it had been turned into, winking and squeezing on that thick tentacle as it thrashed around deep inside of him. Beating that sensitive pleasure gland, rather than caressing it the way a lustful rutting would. Filling the helpless Zebracorn with both intense pleasure and pain, Hooves limp cock twitching and trembling weakly. While those slimy caress's teased that pointless appendage, wiggling and squirming deeper into the myth's limp organ. "Ummm gods... please..." Hooves moaned weakly as the Nightstallion shifted his grip on the jar, suddenly a powerful jolt of electricity raced down that tentacle. Making it twist and convulse even more powerfully, the myth's guts smashing and grinding against the other organs within the Zebracorn's body.

"Hahah..." Midnight laughed out loud, as the thrashing and electrical stimulation caused heavy gushes of clear watery pre-cum to blast into the tube. "Well now that helped out... huh." The sleek stallion waiting a few moments, and then sent a second powerful surge down that tentacle. Over the next two hours the Nightstallion repeated the process again and again, each shock getting less and less pre-cum each time. While the slender myth screamed and squealed loudly, his shapely body soon covered in frothy equine sweat. Drawing on the magical runes on the jar, the sooty black stallion had that tentacle coil around Hooves prostate gland. Gripping and squeezing it harder and harder, until that swollen gland ruptured crushed into mush. As it was wrung out like a wet wash cloth, every bit of fluid being crushed out of it. As Hooves whinnied in agony bucking and struggling wildly, until suddenly everything stopped and that tentacle was pulled out of him. Leaving the exhausted myth laying there panting for breath and whimpering weakly in pain. Midnight stroked the Zebracorn's spiky mane, tasting the pain sweat on the myth's long slender neck. As the Nightstallion let the gelding's own magically regeneration heal the myth's wounds, as Hooves lay there gasping and gulping.

"Oh I know something that will help you out." Moving around to a nearby cabinet, the sleek black stallion took down a pulsing red metal ring. It remembered Hooves of a stallion sized cock ring, moving up to his muzzle Midnight thrust the ring into Hooves mouth. Caressing the edge of the metal, the Zebracorn felt magic flare as the device was activated. Instantly the myth felt something long, thick and throbbing thrust down his throat Hooves having to fight hard to keep from gagged in the invader. He knew the taste at once, the strong bitter flavor of a unwashed equine cock the taste and scent filling his senses. For a second he wondered if it was the Nightstallions cock, but knew almost instantly that he was not. "That ring connects to a certain glory hole, it's not frequented by the cleanest of stallions. In fact they are some of the dirtiest nastiest fellows you're ever likely to meet, they always make others wash their cocks. And once they cum... they'll be wanting to empty their bladders as well so keep swallowing."

Once the Zebracorn had healed himself, Midnight smiled, leaning down and planting a soft, sulfurous kiss on his cheek, chuckling softly. "I hope you're enjoying yourself." Midnight whispered playfully, reaching into the Zebracorn's mind to find the purity devouring it like a starving predator does his meat. "But don't worry... I have an extra special treat planned for you." The sleek black stallion said with a chortle of delight, his wicked plans like wheels within wheels. "I promise. You're going to absolutely adore it..." He assured caressing the debauched myth softly, loving the way the other shuddered and trembled at his touch. He leaned up, and once he had ensured that the Zebracorn's body was healed, he worked the tentacle back into his backside. And then had the hidden horrors in the box suddenly once more begin to caress and tease the poor, trapped equine's pitiful cock. A moment later, the sleek Nightstallion left--the room barely cracked as he stepped out.

Hooves could hear nothing at first, but slowly, he could start to make out talking in the hallway. The Nightstallion's voice and one other, slowly approaching the room where the myth lay helpless. "If you're really got a gelded unicorn, he could be worth a great deal to me, you know. They're much more docile when gelded, but keeping them that way is a pain in the ass..."

"Oh, some demon Fox sealed his regeneration on his junk. It should be quite easy to manage..." The Nightstallion replied with a wicked snicker, it was plain they were both enjoying the knowledge of so potent a male being neutered.

"Mmm... Well... I'll have to examine him..." The other spoke skeptically, an oddly familiar tone to the voice as the door opened, followed by a deep chuckle. "Oh, I know that striped ass... I should have guessed the moment that the demon Fox was mentioned..." The leering voice said, slowly walking around the edge of the table and looking down into Hooves' wide eyes.

It was a large, black furred unicorn with a silvery mane and an ebony horn. It had been quite a while since Torvo had been seen by the Zebracorn, but there he stood--all four of his testes still on display behind clothing so tight that it was certainly designed for such a thing. It made sense that he would have sought out a place like Nodd after his long, forced demonic servitude was up. He still had a brutal reputation for double crossing rivals, often trying to put them into the hands of his enemies for nothing more than his own delight. That much, Hooves certainly knew from the stories of the other studs rivals or their surviving off spring.

"I was surprised you reached out to me though, Midnight..." Torvo observed with a dry chuckle, there was plainly more than a bit of rivalry and one up men ship. "I assumed there was still some bad blood, after I snared that mare you wanted soooo badly..."

Midnight stood behind the unicorn for the moment, sneering where Torvo couldn't see but Hooves certainly could. "Oh, no, of course not. I'm not going to let a single prize get in the way of massive profit, after all..." The Nightstallion said reassuringly, making the other think greed was his primary motivation. He produce a small ring, walking over and sliding it around Hooves' horn. For a moment as the poor Zebracorn felt his magic suppressed intensely, the loss of his natural resilience making the tentacle in his ass feel that much more brutal as he was wildly ass raped by it.

"Would you care to examine him closer?" Midnight asked, stepping back slightly, and then grinning at Hooves from behind the free unicorn's back, winking at him, the black stud held up a single finger for a moment. 'Wait for it.' Hooves sensed the other was asking, and so since there was little else he could do the myth waited.

"I'm going to enjoy you... heh everyone one is going to enjoy you." Torvo laughed darkly, as he moved up to caress hooves sweaty body with both hands. "I'm going to sale your services to everyone in the city... and with your regeneration there really is nothing they won't be allowed to do to you." The large, black furred unicorn tossed his head back laughing, making that long silvery mane flutter in the dead air. One hand slid up to Hooves head, to examine the portal ring wedged between the Zebracorn's teeth. His laughter growing even nastier, as he discovered what was going on in the helpless myth's throat. "You always were an embarrassment to a stallions everywhere, craving cock like some mare." Torvo spat in disgust clearing he hated sexually servicing another male, saw it as a utter betrayal of his own male hood. "You should have stayed a mare... look at you even now loving the taste and feel of those cocks..." The smirking unicorn's hand moved up to Hooves bound horn, blushing against the restraining ring.

"IAIAAWHA..." There was a spark... a flash of magic that made the big black Unicorn's body jerk and intense like a powerful electrical jolt was racing though him. That handsome body staggered backwards, only to be caught in the arms of the Nightstallion. The two of them starring down at the striped body on the table, which was bucking and struggling wildly now. Twisting and tossing it's head, as those thick dirty equine cock's were thrust down his throat. While behind that soft tender tail hole was brutally tentacle raped, Torvo glared up at Hooves and Midnight from inside the Zebracorn's body, hate and murder in those bright blue eyes as the mighty stallion struggled against his imprisonment. Midnight began to laugh cruelly, as he watched his hated rival endure one of the things he disliked most.

"The gelded body is a prison you can't so easily escape from... no stepping through the mists will get you out of it." The Nightstallion pointed out with glee... they both knew the Unicorn was well and truly trapped. Because they had set the wards and boundaries together, to ensure Hooves couldn't escape them. The Irony of being trapped inside the Zebracorn's body was not lost on Torvo, he had brought the restraining ring for the others horn. Not realizing that there was a trap concealed upon the Zebracorn's body, his magic had triggered it when he had brushed the restraint ring. It was a cunning trap that the Nightstallion had laid, and now here he was with filthy male organs being thrust into his mouth. While that thrashing tentacle wiggled and thrust up his tail hole like a horny feral, with no thought to the pleasure or pain of the creature it was using.

"Wait... wha..." Hooves choked looking down at the body he was now in, then at his former body as it lay thrashing and struggling on the table in front of him. "Heh... I have four balls." He chuckled, feeling the hormones that were surging through Torvo's sleek masculine body. 'He could rut so many...' Yet even as that though entered his head, it was put away by the Zebracorn's own submissiveness... he wasn't a rutter he was a ruttee. No amount of hormones could change that... sure he had testicles now sure he could get stiff even fuck someone... "Your right..." Hooves said to the helpless Torvo who was trapped within his body, making the struggling Zebracorn pause to stare up at him for a moment. "Everyone is going to enjoy me... or should I say enjoy you."

Midnight grinned broadly, looking over Hooves as he saw the Zebracorn's natural submissive nature overpower the incredible fuck-machine body he'd been placed into. "Heh." The fact that his cock didn't drop immediately meant that Hooves had a deep, intense form of psychological gelding in addition to the physical fact. A fact that made the Nightstallion grin eagerly, after all, he had many enemies not just here in the city who could benefit from a similar treatment...

He approached the trapped Unicorn casually, feeling Torvo seething with anger and hatred. Even as the sleek black stallion smiled and reached behind him, playing his finger tips over the scar there between those striped thigh's. "Don't worry, Torvo..." The wicked stallion murmured with a sneer, feeling the trapped Unicorns anger already melting into shame and fear. "I'm sure that Hooves will be just as careful with your own body and reputation as he was with his own..." Midnight observed, laughing softly as Torvo thrashed furiously again-- although, not quite so furiously as he had before. After all, even when he'd been in captivity, it had been as a breeder, not a gelding, and the lack of hormones in this body was doubtless causing a mental shift, albeit a subtle one at first.

He walked back to Hooves, smiling and nickering as he rubbed over the other's sleek, firm body, pinching a nipple before sliding his paw down and fondling that overly full sac. "Do you want to fuck in front of him?" The Nightstallion asked lustfully, plainly he was wanting to have his rival watch as that powerful body was given up to him. "I'll admit that mounting this body has been at the top of my list for a very long time now... Have you ever felt such breeding strength? Such magical power?" Midnight asked more to tease the helpless Torvo than Hooves, nibbling at the Unicorn's long slender equine neck slowly.

Torvo watched in horror and disgust as Hooves lowered his head submissively, unable to deny the evil Nightstallion anything. "Yes... let him watch you... use his body like it was one of your mares." Hooves moaned weakly having read Midnights lusts, even before the black stud had spoke his desires. "Breeding strength... no.. no I've never felt like this." The body swapped myth panted, it was true that even in his prime Hooves had never felt so potent and needy. This body was the exact opposite of the myth's own body, a powerful, dominant breeder body that didn't just want to breed it had to have release. That body bucking and thrusting subconsciously, which looked humorous since that mighty organ still hadn't dropped. With a simple gesture the Nightstallion made Torvo's tight clothing vanish, even as the wicked stallion pranced around that exposed body. Nipping and nibbling roughly, as if he were courting a mare in heat... actions that were not lost on the trapped Unicorn.

"Alright little mare... take up the rutting position for your stallion... because I'm about to give you what you really need."Anyone else in that hormone flooded stallions body would have instantly resisted, compelled by instinct and male hormones to fight for dominance. Hooves instantly bend over thrusting that shapely equine rump back, gay the gelding reacting like a mare. "Hahaha yeah that's right..." Midnight laughed as he watched Torvo's long flowing equine tail pop up and to the side too expose the stallion's shiny black anus.

"NNNNNNNA." The Zebracorn's body squealed from on top of that table, handsome striped head tossing and thrashing around wildly. Clearly Torvo was not liking seeing his body surrendered to the Nightstallion, to be fucked like it was some slutty mare who couldn't resist a true male. Midnight flashed the trapped Unicorn a nasty leering grin, even as he pranced up behind the other males powerful body. The Nightstallion's massive male organ was jutting out fully hard, as he gripped those shapely equine ass cheeks in his massive three fingered hands. Those nasally squeals growing louder and more frantic, what that small stripped body struggled against the restraints even harder.

"What are you?" He demanded hotly, chewing on the Unicorn's neck ridge savagely as that strong body pushed back eagerly. The Nightstallion slowly rubbing the massive flare of his equine cock against that tiny virgin tail hole, smearing sulfurous pre-cum over those shiny black anal gates. Enjoying the trapped Unicorn's reaction, as he was forced to watch helplessly as Hooves gave away his anus.

"Mare... I'm your little gay mare..." Hooves answered meekly as he made that tight anus open, muzzle contorting in agony as the Nightstallion's huge cock breached that orifice. Midnight laughing out loud as he felt his cock head sinking inside his rivals body, while Torvo watched in horror as the other studs mighty cock raped his tail hole.

Midnight grinned with delight as he reached his paw down, rubbing the Unicorn's backside. "You don't even remember what it was like to be this tight, do you?" He teased, working himself in nice and slow, letting the Unicorn feel that thick, throbbing length slowly plunging into his backside. With a grin of twisted pleasure, Midnight reached out and grabbed that jutting horn firmly. Letting Hooves feel it and know what was coming, as he smiled while having a little bit of the musculature on Torvo's body dissolve smoothly. Only to be replaced by a wider, thicker backside--a cute layer of fat over it that would make the ride easier and give him a cute pair of hips to grab.

"NNNNNNNNNGGHHH!" The trapped Unicorn grunted, thrashing angrily as he was forced to watch himself being changed for another's pleasure. Even as that cock plundering the Zebracorn's throat erupted, filling that throat and then belly with thick stallion cum. He would never have permitted that before, but now, how could he possibly stop it? Torvo tried to vomit, only to discover that the Zebracorns lack of gag relax made it almost impossible.

Midnight, for his part, was relishing that tightness, even as he loosened the Unicorn's anus up a bit. He pressed in more and more eagerly, smiling as he felt his big, heavy nuts finally slap against the back of Torvo's pair of four. He smiled, licking his lips, and then tugging Hooves up against him--chest to back--to nibble at his neck and toy with his borrowed nipples. "Mmm... I never asked you..." The wicked Nightstallion mentioned casually, licking and nibbling his was up that neck to the others ear.

"How did you end up sterile, my sweet Unicorn?" He questioned, grinning slightly as he looked over at the Zebracorn's trapped and wild, rolling eyes at that question. "Not gelded..." The sleek handsome black stallion clarified, shaking out his fiery mane was his thrusting hip's pick up speed. "But sterile... your sweet little loads of nut-cream carrying nothing viable at all..." The Nightstallion continued chortling softly as he saw the helpless Zebracorn's eyes widen in fear. Trapped in that body Torvo realized he didn't have the strength, power nor control to protect himself it was a agonizing torture for the controlling stallion. The pain of powerlessness was excruciating to the proud Unicorn, when mounted upon a mare he felt powerful and dominant. Here in this sissy gelding body he felt like nothing, less than nothing impotent and meaningless.

"I... I don't know..." Hooves stammered in Torvo's rich deep voice, the myth sounding confused and disturbed. Midnight gripped the others horn, trying to slip into the Unicorn's mind. But finding it still had a number of Torvo's protected barriers still guarded that body, unlike when he had slipped into the Zebracorns mind at the party. Luckily those barriers required will power to power them, something the passive Zebracorn gelding was lacking. Thus the Nightstallions powerful mind was able to push through them, sliding into the Zebracorn's mind to discover it a masterful wreak. Someone... or perhaps multiple someone's had destroyed great chunks of the myth's memories, the horror at the party had no doubt been one such someone. Still there were other ways to discover the secret, hidden within the myth's magic was his body pattern... the knowledge his regeneration magic used to restore that body to its prime state. It was there the Nightstallion discovered what had been done, it was as supple as it was ingenious someone was very cunning. The pattern had been altered so slightly, that the myth had not even been consciously aware of it.

"Hehehe..." Midnight chuckled wickedly, turning his head to flashed the trapped Torvo a evil smile. That sleek Zebracorn muzzle as distorted in sickened nausea, as the filthy cock within his mouth spurted hot reeking horse piss across his tongue. The Nightstallion understanding that there were a thousand things he could do to the Unicorn, in that same manner that Torvo wouldn't even realize had been done. First Midnight killed all the nerve ending in the Unicorn's huge penis, so that in the future it would be like wearing a strap on dildo. Next he had those nerve endings regrow around and within the Unicorn's tail hole, so that in the future Torvo would need anal stimulation to cum.

"WEEHEHEEE!" Hooves squealed a moment later, as the sensation from all those new nerve ending triggered an instant orgasm. That big useless cock which had at some time snuck from its sheath, jerked up and spat a massive sparkling load of potent Unicorn cream across the room.

"Whoops.. Hahah." Midnight laughed quickly gesturing, his magic making that sparkling seed fly across the room and into a container. "We wouldn't want to waste that... it is highly valuable after all." Midnight grinned, laughing softly at Hooves reaction to the changes as he looked once more at the trapped once-stud in the Zebracorn's body, and then holding his eyes, reached down to grab the overstuffed sac between the Unicorn's legs. "Do you feel worthy of these big breeders?" He asked, discretely changing the nerves there as well, confusing pain and pleasure so that the two were overwritten and intertwined. He knew from the many parties where he'd seen Torvo sitting and having his sac serviced by someone that he loved his big, heavy nuts and treasured them a great deal. And now, here the Nightstallion was, asking the holder of his body if he felt worthy of them.

"Nooooo..." Hooves moaned, panting and squirming as his big, puffy anus flexed eagerly around the Nightstallion's huge cock. "I'm not... nihihihi... I'm not worthy of them..." The myth admitted in Torvo's own deep growling voice, while the other Unicorn gagged and choked on a big, bitter, unwashed horse cock.

Midnight reached down, squeezing one of those orbs brutally hard and grinning as he watched Torvo's eyes flare with horror and fear, even as Hooves moaned in pleasure from the grip. "You really don't, do you?" The sooty black stallion said, smirking as he dragged Hooves back and let Torvo's watch. He released his grip, and then slapped the quartet of nuts hard with an open palm, more for the sound than the pain. And then Hooves was forced to moan from the sudden, intense pleasure radiating through his lower body. "But I'd never take them away... Not with how much you squirm from having them beaten..." The Nightstallion laughed, looking at Torvo with a smirk as relief passed through his eyes, even as a fresh, nasty cock was pushed into his muzzle from the ring. Throbbing and tensing as the horny draft stallion enjoyed the pleasure of that magical glory hole, that had been installed in the restroom of a seedy commoners tavern.

"Please..." Hooves whimpered submissively, making Torvo wince at hearing his own voice beg and whimper like a faggot slut. "Nnn... Please, geld me..." He begged weakly, Torvo's eyes widened suddenly as he heard those words, and for a moment, he thrashed further, but his resistance faded quickly. It was obvious that being in a gelded body, was making him realize just how much of an impact that would have on him.

"Mmm... Maybe I'll just take them... one at a time..." Midnight teased fondling those hefty orbs, chuckling softly as he watched the trapped Unicorn react. "They'd sell for a good amount... and we'd get to see which ones come back... so we know which ones were purloined." The Nightstallion added, laughing softly as he slapped those heft nuts yet again, making Hooves moan hotly as Midnight nibbled and bit along that long neck slowly, still balls deep in the Unicorns ass. "I'll bet that the biggest pair are stolen..." He whispered, making sure Torvo could hear him still... before he slapped that potent set of nuts yet again.

In honesty, he had no intention of taking those nuts from the Unicorns body. It would be far more fun to watch the look of horror on the other's muzzle, once he realized that his hyper-fertile, hyper-valuable seed was losing its potency and price. Since Torvo had been deal almost exclusively on that magical seed, things were going to change for in very soon. Midnight reached down, his hand playing over the set of them, and then nibbled at the other equines strong neck slowly. "Unworthy... weak... faggot..." He whispered softly, feeling the cum in the other's body starting to degrade slowly as Hooves mind began imposing changes on that body subconsciously. The sooty black stallion feeling those firm, over stuffed orbs starting to soften under his fingers. The horny Unicorn stallions body struggling to resist those changes, Torvo really was a alpha male it seemed. Of course that made the idea of destroying him all the more delightful, gripping the Unicorn's shapely plush ass Midnight hammered that tail hole all the harder. "Do you want to rut... do you want to breed... do you deserve to sire?"

"No... No... NO!" Hooves screamed in reply, even answer growing louder and more positive as it could out of the black Unicorn's lush, full, cock suckers lip's. One set of those testicles within that sack was already feeling light and empty, like under inflated balloons. "I want to be fucked... I want to suck cock... I deserve to be a sterile faggot gelding." Hooves screamed as a second powerful gush of cum erupted from that borrowed cock, magically sailing across the room and into a storage contender. This load showing far less sparkles, and was only vaguely cloudy with the sperm to impregnate a mare. Still the Zebracorn's mind alone couldn't utterly sterilize the potent hormone filled stallions body, it would take time for the implanted pattern to take effect. Midnight chuckled wickedly, sensing that they had already more than halved Torvo potency. It would certainly cut down on the Unicorns ability to steal mares away, along with his desire to mount every mare he met.

"I agree... You deserve to be a sterile rut hole... for true males to mount and rut. With a nice soft toothless muzzle..." Midnight snickered lewdly, as he watched the Unicorn's big square white teeth vanish those cock sucker lip's looking even fuller now. Twisting that handsome muzzle around Midnight kissed those soft full lip's, shoving his long tongue into that eager mouth as Torvo watched repulsed. As the horny Nightstallion lustfully made out with his former body, that was now being control by the repugnantly acquiescent Zebracorn. "How many males do you wish to service... how many hard cock do you want to pleasure?" The wicked black Nightstallion asked, knowing the answer but wanting to hear Hooves say it in Torvo's rich deep voice.

"All of them..." The sound of his own voice saying that, make Torvo snort and sob gently as the proud stud's will began to crack. That striped body not bothering to kick and thrash anymore, instead just laying there watching and listening.

Midnight chuckled deeply, loving the reaction he was seeing from the masculine equine. "All of them..." The wicked Nightstallion agreed, reaching up and pinching the Unicorn's nipples, twisting them slightly as he turned Hooves onto his back. Laying him down and rolling him forward, pressing knees toward his shoulders as he started to dick him even deeper than he had before. "Ammm... Nasty little Unicorn... So lusty for real males... I wish you hadn't fought for so long..." He taunted gloatingly, rubbing over the other's body, feeling more and more of that musculature soften while fading slowly and smoothly as Hooves submissive mind wrecked the Unicorn's alpha form.

He knew that Torvo's humiliation was deepening, becoming more and more intense, there was no release for it. He looked at the other with a iniquitous smile, squeezing and feeling those soft nuts in the Unicorn's pouch. Experimenting with the others, smiling to himself as he rubbed and stroked over Hooves' thighs and calved as he fucked him, looking down into his eyes while beaming in delight. "Would you like to start servicing all the males...?" He inquired naughtily, grinning from ear to ear knowing how the Zebracorn would answer. "Or would you like to start with something even less?" Midnight asked chuckling softly, as he gestured towards the Zebracorn passive sissy body.

He raised his one big three fingered hand, snapping his fingers as the restraints holding Torvo--still trapped in the Zebracorn's gelded original body--were altered, the center section dropping away and leaving him hanging there. His arms and legs remained attached to the heavy frame work, but the center milking section was gone, which exposed the pathetic little member hanging there. Pale white worms dangling from the urethra for a moment, before wiggling free to drop away into the vanished milking hole. With a smile, Midnight reached down, tugging the smaller Unicorn up and against them, then shifting toward Torvo with a malicious smirk. "Let this pathetic little gelding enjoy your muzzle... well his own muzzle. Heh." The Nightstallion insisted, stroking along Torvo's furious cheek... as he shoved the Unicorn beneath that dangling Zebracorn body. "Service his dead cock and cute little scar... Let him watch more carefully how envious you are of his being gelded..." Midnight instructed cruelly, grabbing Torvo's striped head and forced him to look down at his old body. Taking in the new changes to that body and the slutty way it acted... especially, taking that thick equine cock in its freshly debauched asshole.

"AAAAIAHA." Torvo moaned around that thick nasty horse cock, that was rutting powerfully down his throat. Those big blue eyes starring in glassy eyed trepidation, as the Unicorn watched his own handsome muzzle nuzzle that limp cock. The trapped Unicorn shook that striped Zebracorn head, moaning and whimpering while trying to keep Hooves from taking that pitiful cock into his mouth. The formerly over proud stallion whimpering and sobbing more noticeably, as he watched his own mouth kiss that limp pitiful cock. Torvo's stomach turning as he watch his own tongue flick out, licking along that limp dripping male organ. Those bright blue eyes watering up, as the Unicorn watched his muzzle with those thick new cock sucker lip's wrap around that pitiful organ. Feeling the hot, wet mouth... his own mouth eagerly suckling on that cock the pleasure of that mouth stunning him.

"My... my what a pretty cock sucker you make. Huh stud?" Midnight snickered derisively, as his hard driving fuck thrust's pounded yet another load out of Torvo's former body. Seeing that the former alpha breeders seed was even less potent now, barely a few hundred thousand sperm wiggled around within that ejaculate. The Unicorn watched as the whole of Hooves former cock vanished into that mouth, and then Torvo felt a hot tongue tip lap at the scar where those testicles use to hang. As Hooves use the Unicorn stallion's former tongue to lick over the scar, only because the Nightstallion had ordered him to. This drawing more disgusted groans and yet increasingly sexually excited sobbing grunts. The pleasure those eagerly servicing lip's were giving making Torvo question his own sexually, the look of delight on his former muzzle strangely alluring. "Look at you... enjoying the hell out of that huh." Midnight chuckled intentionally being vague about who he was talk about, reaching out he grasp the horn on that Zebracorn head. Trying to force the Zebracorn to regrown his balls, which of course didn't work, although... it did start that demonic rune flaring darkly. Which seemed to excite the creature within the Zebracorn's asshole, encouraging it to twist and coil around wildly within that soft orifice. While that tail hole was acting like the rut hole it had been turned into, winking and squeezing on that thick tentacle as it thrashed around deep inside of him. "Looks like you're wanting to serve all the males."

Midnight slowed his efforts, finally letting himself enjoy the sucking, eager ass working on his cock as he grinned and worked the Unicorn's ass. Smiling at the growing look of horror on Torvo's muzzle as he felt the pleasure growing more and more forcefully, more and more intensely. The Nightstallion grinned, leaning in close to whisper into the Zebracorn's long pointed donkey like ear. "Are you ready for it? Ready to have your first gelding load to trickle out of your limp little pecker?" He asked laughing derisively, as those big dumb looking eyes starred as that soft sissy mouth sucking on the Zebracorn's useless fucker.

It wasn't that the feeling would be particularly impressive or even pleasurable--quite the opposite, it would be a weak, pathetic ghost of an orgasm. But it would be seared into the Unicorn's memory, the Nightstallion knew from having victimized so many other males. He smiled as he watched Hooves eagerly sucking, lapping over that scar and rune, even raising his hand up to shove the invading tentacle more deeply into the Zebracorn's hole, resulting in a horrified squeal around the nasty cock that was starting to cum down Torvo's throat. He felt the cum filling his tummy, and a moment later, there was a throb in the Zebracorn's ruined loins, Hooves could taste the sweet, watery little load washing over his tongue before he collapsed back down to the floor. Panting and licking the excess watery, clear cum from his lips as Midnight picked up the pace, finally thrusting deep into the Unicorn's ass. And then blowing his hot, burning load there, letting it settle into place and suffuse the other's anus and colon in warmth as he stroked along Hooves' thighs.

"There we go..." Midnight laughed as he watch the Zebracorns body quake, that handsome muzzle twisting up into a look of disturbed despair. "How'd that feel? Was it as good for you, as it was for Hooves here? All those nice, dying loads of cum..." The Nightstallion snickered, stroking on Hooves sleek new ass as the myth moaned sluttishly. "Now my sweet are you ready to be a gelding again now?" He asked the panting myth, clearly hinting to Torvo that he was going to geld him. Which only made the Zebracorn's ears droop to the sides in humiliation--though, he didn't want to, of course. Not unless Torvo was in his body properly--and wanted it done which was asking a lot.

"Oh yes my stallion... make a gelding out of me..." Hooves begged with Torvo's deep growling voice, hearing those words spoken in that voice making Midnight smirk broadly.

"Nothing is ever that simply... you are going to have to earn it my lovely." The sooty black stallion snickered, he had loved seeing the look on Torvo's barrowed muzzle. The Unicorn half fearful that the Nightstallion was going to geld him, but at the same time half hopeful he would swap them back. "No we are going out to show you off... let some of Torvo and I's old friends see and experience the new him." That sleek sissy Zebracorn body jerked, his head snapping up to look pleadingly at Midnight. The Unicorn that Hooves would utterly ruin the reputation he had worked so hard to construct within the city. Already the Unicorn stallion would have been ashamed, if anyone saw the changes the Zebracorn's mind had made to his body. Those pouty cock hungry lip's, plush round mares ass with those wide breed mare like hip's.

"As you want my stallion." Hooves moaned meekly, making Torvo wince to his voice take that simpering slavish tone while addressing another male. If others heard that tone they would think Midnight had broken him, the way his body was being controlled. Everyone in the city would think it was Torvo bowing and scraping before the Nightstallion, they would believe that Midnight had over came him.

"You're going to work as a escort... which is to say I'm going to whore you out." The sooty black stallion explained, watching in amusement as the Zebracorn's body that was the proud Torvo's prison bucked and twisted fighting to escape once again. "Once you've earned enough magic... and impressed enough of Torvo's companions with your slavish utter submission." Midnight laughed loud and dramatically, playing up the evil genius of his plan for the trapped Unicorn.

Torvo thrashed weakly for a few moments before the hopelessness of his situation settled in one him, with Midnight looking down at the Zebracorn with a smirk playing over his lips. "Maybe now, you'll learn not to play with other people's toys until you break them, hmm?" He suggested, giving the other a tousle of his spiky mane before grinning and tugging Hooves out of the room with him. Closing the door behind him and smiling as he tugged the Unicorn close and tight, kissing him firmly and deeply before he tongued over his toothless gums eagerly.

"You were magnificent..." He teased, stroking over that body with a warm grin, then kissing him fiercely again, stroking and petting him a moment later. "But for now... we need to orchestrate the rest of my plan..." The wicked black stallion snickered, nuzzling that borrowed body as Hooves panted for breath.

"Ohoh?" Hooves asked, licking the Nightstallion's saliva from his lips the taste strong and sulfuric. "What is that?" The myth asked softly, clueless to the things the immoral Nightstallion was planning.

"Well... the denizens of the city have already doubtless started talking. They know that I arrived with a Zebracorn, but that's all they know at the moment. We're going to disguise this body even further... giving it your pattern and general shape, though leaving the manhood as it currently is... You'll be presented as my guest, and I'll play up the fact that you've certainly never been to this city before..." Midnight laughed, knowing that the creatures of this place would be looking for the story behind what was told to them.

"What will that do?" The Unicorn asked meekly, although Hooves already had a good idea where this was going. The myth wasn't nearly as innocent as he pretended to be, however he liked to play like he was innocent to the point of stupidity.

The Nightstallion grinned, loving the fact that he could see thought the Zebracorn's act. "They're going to use you and make you feel all those wonderfully dirty feelings you love... and explore you what all they can get you to do. The second that they realize you're a Unicorn with four testes in your sac..." He said with a smirk, reaching out to fondle the two smaller nuts while ignoring the larger ones. "They'll guess that you're actually Torvo in disguise, slutting it up and being my slave pony... He can always claim that he isn't, especially if you go out looking too much like him... However if there's only a few clues, the people will make their own conclusions..." Midnight confided, grinning at the Unicorn and stroking through his mane as he reached up and grasped his horn firmly. "Which will also mean that... anytime you're with me in the future... The denizens will also think that it's him... only that he's allowed himself to be gelded by me." Midnight continued with a ugly chuckle, shifting the Unicorn's body slightly, making him smaller and more compact but keeping those new, lovely curves. He shortened his tail, replicated the fur perfectly, and grinned broadly as he finished.

"The only wrinkle in my plan is Mordecai, who stuck his beak in rather quickly when we arrived... He'll doubtless demand something for his silence... however we'll cross that bridge when we get there. In the meantime... everyone in the city is going to think you're a very strong, very powerful male... slumming it in the most perverse ways. It'll get you the best treatment... and the roughest... in equal measure." He promised, grinning as he completed the other's costume with a smile. Turning the Unicorn's eyes blue... and making him look almost exactly like the Zebracorn restrained in the room at that moment. Except for the fact that Hooves currently had a purloined quartet of nuts, and a massive cock that wouldn't seem to soften.

"Now..." The Nightstallion smiled, producing a collar with a large, thick tag on it that spelled out 'Whore' in magical, shifting script that allowed everyone to read it. Next he handed the myth what looked like a masquerade mask, with an ornately crafted set of Voyeur glass made into it. Hooves couldn't help noticing that the mask looked vaguely like Torvo, although with a ornate golden bridle. "Let's head out. What's your favorite food to smell when you suck cock? There are a number of fantastic restaurants where we can set up shop... and let you taste all the various sins of the city..."

"Ammm something sweet... perhaps a fruit or honey based dish." Hooves answered looking down at his new body, that hard cock felt out of place to him. However it was that massive sack with its four bulging orbs that really bothered him, it just felt so wrong on him. Taking the leash in hand the sooty black stallion, lead his pet down stairs and out the door. On the streets beyond they strolled along without talking, Hooves keeping his head lowered submissively as they walked slowly around town. The labyrinthine street always seemed to be brimming with beasts of all shapes and sizes, denizens both important and humble. It didn't take the Zebracorn long to realize Midnight was taking the long way around, parading his new pet in front of a multitude of interested eyes. The Nightstallion smiling and nodding, even occasionally waving and calling out greeting. Pausing to introduce his new pet to various creatures, a hybrid that looked to be half Oggorus and half Krudge stopped them. The smirking Nightstallion greeting him and introducing him to Hooves as Brug Gorb.

"Heh, a handsome chosen one indeed... And a Whore! Dare I ask how much?" Midnight loudly explained that Hooves was his guest, who had never been to the city before, but the Zebracorn wanting to indulge in all the naughtiest ways, which was why he was allowing the Nightstallion to whore out his body. They could talk prices once he'd taken his pet to the restaurant, but that prices would be very competitive--perhaps even quite cheap! Everywhere they walked, the naked Zebracorn attracted stares, even open displayed of interest in the whore, and more than one set of eyes were directed between his legs. Casually Midnight paraded his toy to Sundered ridge, strolling along the street until they came to Gorgons tongue.

The Nightstallion strolled over to the Petrid greeting him by name, asking for one of the outside table. Moving over the sooty black stallion took a seat and then gestured for Hooves to kneel upon the floor beside his chair. Meekly the handsome Zebracorn did as he was told, dropping down to the stone floor. "Lick my hooves." Midnight snarled coldly, a vicious smile playing over his cruel lip's as the Zebracorn lowered his mouth licking at those huge black mirror polished hoofs. It wasn't long before the first interested party arrived, a massive Krudge who called himself simply Gruvar. The Zebracorn thick full lip's had appealed, the deal was soon struck gloam exchanged and Hooves his lip's wrapped around a massive cock. Even with the equines knowledge and well practiced muzzle, it took a long time to properly pleasure the snorting male, which was good because the loud, needy, dedicated service seemed to impress watchers. A crowd had been attracted by the devotion to sexually servicing the big male by the time that eager fawning mouth brought the snarling creature off.

Hooves discovered that Midnight had been making deals the whole time, so that the Unicorn had a line of customers who had repaid for his services. Next was a smirking Slyne who was called Kaspus Icke, this service wasn't exactly sexy in nature. The slender reptilian creature, produced a blade slitting open the Zebracorn belly to pluck out organs and devour them raw. Feasting on the pain as much as the blood meat, once sated he sat back and watched the whore's body regenerate. After that was a delighted looking beast from the feywilds who leaned down, licking at Hooves's head and slowly slurping up the last few memories of the pain he'd experienced, devouring them whole and slowly. There was almost certainly another partner before him, but Hooves could no longer remember who it was! Finally came a Ravel who, to Hooves shock and surprise, was a female. She climbed atop that mighty, numb stallion cock riding it for some time, treating it more like a dildo than a real male's penis--apparently delighted with Hooves inability to ejaculate and merely service her. After her were a pair of Lehlt's who enjoyed the public slut from both ends, switching places a dozen times before they were finally finished off. After them was a hulking Krudge, who didn't want sex at all. Instead the massive creature spent twenty minutes kicking and punching the sleek Unicorns four hefty balls over and over again. Wreaking those soften nuts over and over again, until Midnight at last informed him that his time was up. Hooves breathed in and out quickly, looking up as Midnight smiled, lowering a bit of honeyed fruit to the Zebracorn's muzzle, feeding him from his paw and rubbing over his head, heaping small, warm praises onto him that to anyone else would have been insults. 'Good slut' or 'eager whore' and 'loyal slut'.

Finally, the last of the customers stepped forward. A massive, bull-like demon loomed over the passive Zebracorn. The huge red beast possess an aura of menace and fear, there could be no doubt about this creatures dark desires. It's rubbery red skin looked shiny in the faded green light, and it almost playfully regarded Hooves as it ground the equine's hard horse shaft into his thigh with one cloven hoof. He glanced between his legs, smirking... "Four balls..." he snickered, eyeing the kneeling myth. It's lip's pulled back to reveal deadly razor sharp teeth that glistened hungrily as it glanced at the Zebracorn's shaft. The reek of sulfur and male musk rolling off of it was somehow intoxicating, and as it took a hold of the leash attracted to Hooves collar. "Restroom..." It's deep grating voice snarled, turning and tugging the Zebracorn to follow after him on all fours. Dragging the passive myth into the Gorgon's Tongue, down the short dark hall into the restroom. Tugging roughly, the sneering demon pulls the Zebracorn into the room which reeks of bodily waste. There were no stalls... just a single long, trough-like toilet that runs the length of the wall opposite the door.

Hooves looked confused as to what is to come next, but the massive creature merely sneers down at the shiny myth. "What's the matter, outsider? Have ya never seen a toilet pit before?" The demon lets out a nasty chuckle, plainly not believing that the Zebracorn doesn't know what is about to happen. With seeming ease, the bigger monster grabs the slender, striped myth by the collar, shoving the handsome equine down into the filthy, reeking toilet pit. "Open wide... Chosen One."

The wicked demonic bull snorted, a surprisingly slender, ugly cock shoving out of his sheath as he sneered down at Hooves in the pit, squirming there as the thick, frothy piss started to flow from his cock. For a moment, the piss splattered against Hooves' muzzle, but a moment later, the enchantment on the pit swirled around him. It was obviously a place where people were punished (or rewarded, as the case may be), and the demonic bull was eagerly taking advantage of it. Hooves felt his muzzle opening, his jaw popping as it somehow spread wider and more eager than possible. He flailed for a moment, only for his throat to suddenly open, the piss eagerly flowing into his stomach as he jerked slightly, feeling the scalding hot, bitterly acidic, salty demon piss entering his stomach. Even with the enchantment, though, he was unable to drink it all down, and the piss started to overflow his mouth, pouring out of the sides and down his muzzle rapidly.

"Swallow it, you little Unicorn faggot! Drink my piss and beg for more!" The demon demanded in a crude snarl, that left the submissive sissy myth trembling. Hooves couldn't help it, instantly his body practically demanding that he do as the other command. He started to gulp, nearly choking as the thick urine made his stomach start to swell slightly, stretching his handsome abs out into a water, jiggling paunch. By the time he's done, the demon is laughing, looking down and sneering as the flow finally stopped--and it still took Hooves several minutes to stop drinking it down. As the poor, submissive equine was finally able to sharply breath, cough, and sputter up the piss, the demon laughed. "What do you say?" He demanded cruelly smiling down at the slender slavish myth, a so called pure Fae creature while the bull was deemed foul and corrupt.

Hooves gasp for breath looking up with a yellow stained muzzle, he whimpered softly knowing what the other wished to hear. "More, please..." The myth begged meekly, his muzzle tilted submissively up toward the bull and his dripping cock.

The bull snorted in delighted amusement, dragging the Unicorn out of the urinal pit with one massive hand, and then reaching down. Gripping all four of the balls that hung in the Zebracorn's sac, squeezing and grinding them against each other for a moment, then working them against each other. He seemed to understand something, and while others may have suspected, the demon looked like it was ready to act on its perceived knowledge. With a sneer, it grabbed the Zebracorn's cock, squeezing it and stroking it slowly. "Heh... You're no herd stallion." It asserted clear and defiantly, making the Unicorn tremble at the cruel truth of that statement... even if it wasn't really meant for him.

"W-what?" Hooves stammered, still not quite understanding what the demon had paid for. After all, the rest had been quite clear in their bargains what they wished from the sexy equine, but this one...

"I said... You are no herd stallions, you sissy little faggot." He continued that grating voice growing louder and more aggressive with every word. "You don't deserve to have these big, powerful organs between your legs..." Strangely even Hooves agreed with that statement, his narrow equine head nodding subconsciously.

Even after Hooves had weakened Torvo's masculinity during his session with Midnight, the Unicorn's balls were still bigger than 90% of the city's residents. And this bullish demon seemed envious of seeing them, especially since they hung on such a sissified, pathetic creature. He snorted eagerly sensing the Unicorn's agreement with his forceful state, eager to press his advantage.

"I can see right through you..." He insisted towering over the striped equine intimidatingly, poking up thick finger into Hooves chest as he spoke. "And while you may think you're fooling people, you're not... Everyone will know what you did, and everyone will know who you did it for..." The demon continued roughly, the scent of his aroused musk thick in the air around them. "So, as your last act as a real male... You should... give this to me." He said with a growl, gripping that big equine fucker powerfully, squeezing and tugging at it as if to rip it off.

"Wha... I... N-no..." Hooves stammered weakly, knowing that this wasn't part of the deal.

"Do it." The bullish demon demanded softly, leaning in to chew painfully on the Zebracorn's long slender neck. "Do it, and I'll make a nice bargain with you for your sac full of treasures..." He added with a sneer, it was plain he didn't think of those orbs as treasures. "A cock like this deserves a male like me... Not a cock hungry slut like you..."

Hooves shook his long narrow head, already confused by the turn of events. The demon wanted him to mount him? That couldn't be right... though, that Ravel from earlier... had certainly... He was on the verge of agreeing to it, the demon's eyes gleaming with delight.

"Give me your cock... and I will use it to pleasure your mares..." The demon promised with a lewd smirk, it was plain Torvo's mares were going to be consider fair game after this. "Maybe..." He added with a brutish laugh, the Nightstallion looking none to amused as he heard that.

"I... I don't have mares..." Hooves stammered in honesty... he hadn't had a herd since the dragon had broken him. 'In... gosh... twenty years?' Not even mortal years, but the truly epic years of the fey. "Really... I... I'm not a herd stallion... I'm just a faggot..." The sleek Zebracorn stammered, his body seeming to lose more mass as he admitted that. "Really... I'm just--"

"I know what you are!" The bull demon fumed, snorting smoke from his wide nostrils as he spoke. "But you're also a liar... Torvo..." He hissed, spitting in the Zebracorn's face, leaving a small burn there where the spittle smoked hotly in that fur. "I will take your cock, take your lovely sac, then I will find your herd and show them how a real male uses a cock!" He snarled furiously shoving Hooves backwards with one hand, while holding on to those male organs with the other. When there was a soft clicking of a tongue behind the demon's back, the hefty bullish beasts ignored it for a moment. The flames in the demon's eyes quickly stilled, dying down a little... as Hooves turned and saw Midnight standing there, tapping his hoof slowly and shaking his head.

"Trying to take my property, malefect?" The voice was deep, and it was immediately like warm honey pouring over the Zebracorn's tongue and down his throat--that taste of piss evaporating. The demon's eyes went wide, and a moment later, he released the Zebracorn's cock. Turning and looking up at the Nightstallion standing there, and then quickly bowing deeply to him.

"N-no, my Lord, of course not... I would never think to... to purloin something so precious from your possession..." The demon stammered obsequiously, but already, the Nightstallion's dark, sooty fur appeared to crack, with dark, blood-red light coming from within as he stepped closer to the demon, narrowing his eyes.

"And yet, here you are... The bargain was to use him in the pit... Not to try and bargain with him for parts of his body. You've broken our deal, haven't you, now?" Midnight observed with a chuckle of delight, wisps of smoke coming from the cracks in his body. "And you should never break a deal with a demon... much less a fey..." Midmight said with a snort, starting to eagerly grin as he stepped closer. "Isn't that how you ended up with that tiny little pecker you've got now?" He questioned making the bullish demon wince at the memory, he hated dealing with more powerful creatures than himself.

The demon stepped back, away from the Nightstallion, and suddenly found himself falling into the pit, grunting loudly as he landed with a thud. Midnight smirked, then grabbed Hooves by his arm, tugging him over. He smiled, rubbing and petting the Unicorn's cheek softly, then pushing him toward the demon who squatted, grunting as the enchantment seemed to reach out and grab him. At the same time, a pair of black sooty shackles seemed to appear from the base of the pit, and in a moment, they were snapping around the demon's wrists, even as his jaw lurched and his muzzle was forced to suddenly open, his head jerked back and his face up.

"There... a change of places... and now... a return of what you decided to give my pet..." Midnight said with a wicked snicker, grinning as he pushed Hooves forward. For a moment, nothing happened, but then, the broken contract seemed to manifest, and Hooves' stomach refused to keep down the acrid piss. He jerked weakly, and then, he started to erupt with it, the fluid flowing from his muzzle in a foul golden torrent. Coating the demon's twisted face and filling his maw as he was forced to drink his own piss down.

Hooves felt a disgusting shiver of pleasure as his body was forced to purge itself, paying back everything the demon had given him and more. As soon as he finished, that warm, sweet honey taste flowed over his tongue again. He realized that, whatever magic was tied up in the bargains, it had only let the piss pour out of him--the earlier loads and snack both still settled in his stomach nicely.

Midnight casually slid his massive hand over, squeezing Hooves' firm round rump roughly.

"And now... you'll sit in that pit... until you finish paying off the penalty..." The Nightstallion said, plainly delighted that things had taken such a turn. "I hope you don't mind, of course... You'll be done in a decade... assuming this place stays open that long..." He said with a wry chuckle, smirking at the idea of the demon being trapped there much longer...

The bull tried to stammer and beg, but his jaw was locked out, lips pushed out, making a perfect little funnel for anyone to aim at. He struggled pathetically for a moment, but Midnight was already turning, cupping Hooves's ass and open sliding a finger into his backside. "Are you enjoying yourself?" He asked, grinning as he led the Unicorn out, while a fat Krudge waddled in its fat cock already out. Midnight chuckled as heard the demon in the pit begin to choke and gurgle, his amusement was short lived. For as they stepped out of the restrooms he saw... Well... of course.

Mordecai bowed low, a grin of wild delight plastered all over his Lehlt muzzle. Midnight sighed slightly, but the other merely giggled with mirth, looking at the Unicorn with a delighted smile. "Oh, yes, yes..." He said, casually dropping a paw and inspecting Hooves' over stuffed sac thoughtfully. "Did you break the rune so quickly, Lord of Ashes?" The Lehlt asked slyly, they both knew it wouldn't have been so simple.

Midnight scowled at the other, still there was little he could do that the moment. "What do you want, Mordecai?" He asked slowly, letting the other read his inpatients at having to deal with him.

"Oh, nothing, nothing..." The Lehlt responded with a dramatic roll of his eyes, that log tongue flicking out to wet his lips. "I merely wished to see your newest toy, when I heard you had changed your mind and decided to share... Such a powerful rune... certainly placed by a very powerful demon... It looked like Lord Azajin--"

Midnight held up a big three fingered hand, silencing the other with the gesture. "Don't say his name." The sooty black stallion snorted, the last thing he wanted was to have his toy taken.

Mordecai grinned broadly at that, understanding what was behind it. "So... playing a little game, are you?" He questioned with obvious amusement, the Lehlt was very much enjoying this.

Midnight didn't answer, but Mordecai seemed overjoyed, clapping his hands together. "Oh, good... I do so love games... especially ones like this."

His eyes turned to Hooves, and he smirked in that infuriating way that only a pretty Lehlt could manage. "Are you enjoying yourself here, Gelding?" He inquired with a smile, starring deeo into the Unicorn's eyes to discover his darker desires. "You are certainly adding to the Gloam... this little show has been oh so exciting."

Hooves nodded, though Midnight's fingers pushed deeper into his ass, pushing lightly at his prostate and drawing a quick moan out rather than words. That huge cock jerked up, spitting shiny pre-cum into the air, it sparkled like diamonds for a moment before it was magically collected.

"Silence is for sale." Midnight observed with a slow growl, even as Mordecai nodded his head sagely. "The price?"

Mordecai's grin widened, while his paws clapped together eagerly in front of him. "When you've broken the other... I would like him to appear in my circus for ten... no twenty years. I don't care which body, but... I simply must have him for my main event..." The other's expression turned exceptionally sour, still it was no less than he had expected. "You know that he snubbed me once?" The Lehlt babbled wildly, still clearly wounded by some forgotten slight in years past. "Me! Publicly... denied."

Midnight nodded his long equine head slightly, half way amused by that knowledge. "Anything else?" The Nightstallion asked coolly, wondering if the Lehlt was going to push things any farther.

Mordecai seemed delighted, bouncing up and down his paws clapping together. "No, no... That will be plenty. The enemy of my enemy is my friend, and a potential source of revenue after all..." Midnight nodded slightly, and in a few moments, the Lehlt was turning, walking away with an infuriating little gait to his stroll.

Hooves managed to stop moaning for a moment, panting and looking up at the cruelly handsome Nightstallion. "What did you just agree to do?" Hooves asked weakly, his body pushing almost to the point of orgasm by the fingering before it had stopped.

Midnight glanced at Hooves, and then shook his head to make his mane shot sparks all around them. "Nothing to worry about." He sniffed plainly not wanting his toy to think him weak, even as the sissy Zebracorn snuggled against him. "Plenty for Torvo to worry about, and it annoys me, but... For you?" He asked, withdrawing his thick fingers, and then pressing them into the Zebracorn's muzzle giving him a taste of the other bodies ass. "Don't you worry your pretty little head..." He said, grinning and wiping his fingers on the soft fur of Hooves' cheek, before taking him once more by the leash. "Now let's see... I bet the girls will be out in the club by now." Midnight snickered tugging on the Zebracorn's leash, for a moment they flickered and vanished. Only to appear in the Canopy where there were a number of dance clubs, Midnight directed his toy into one.

The air here was thick and greasy with smoke from dark haze pipes, the lights over head winking and flashing. Slowly they skirted around the dance floor with its throbbing music, Hooves sensed them before he saw them. A herd of mares... mostly Unicorn but also some Nightmares and even Kelpies this was Torvo's herd. There was a mental connection to the body Hooves now wore, no matter what it looked like the mares would know it was Torvo. The Zebracorn felt a mental barrier form around his mind, the mares wouldn't be able to talk to him nor read his thoughts. Although they could no doubt pick up on certain things, like his passiveness and willing servitude to the Nightstallion. Midnight paraded him past the mares, pretending like he had not seen them clustered in their corner. He lead Hooves over to the bar... ordering some nightmare fuel to drink. And then roughly shoved his pet to his knees, stroking that spiky mane with one big hand.

"You may suck my balls... for now." He snickered as the knelling Zebracorn swiftly took them out and began to lick and kiss the Nightstallions male organs. Intensely aware of the watching eyes of that mare herd across the room, feeling their anger and disgust at him growing. "Hahah delicious... you may suck on my cock." Instantly those velvety lip's wrapped around his cock flare, that eager tongue washing it as the females watched them. Hooves felt the mental probes hitting that barrier like angry hornets, only to be pushed back by the Nightstallions magic. A spurt of strong tasting pre-cum spilled over the kneeling myths tongue, as that thick cock throbbing and pushed against the back of his throat. Instantly nothing else in the world matter to him, and the submissive Zebracorn focus wholly on pleasure that huge male organ. Midnight leaned back against the bar, glancing around with a wide grin at those watching the two of them. Suddenly Hooves felt Midnight within his head, 'Say that I am the stallion you always wished you could be...' that voice commanded.

"Ammm..." Hooves moaned as he pulled that mouth away from the Nightstallion's mighty cock, that sulfuric pre-cum dribbling down his chin. "Gods... You... You are the stallion I always wished I... I could be." Hooves sniveled slavishly looking up into Midnight's fiery eyes, even as he nuzzled that hard male organ. Aware suddenly that he was surrounded by mares, who were staring at him savagely while looking very upset.

Midnight rubbed his paw slowly over the Zebracorn's head, letting the mares glare furiously at his submission. He grinned and rubbed on the Unicorn's pretty snout, and then reached out, helping him to cover his eyes. "Don't you worry about them..." He said with a soft laugh, grabbing the others head to fuck that muzzle hard for a moment. "You just focus on what's important. You know what's important, don't you?" The Nightstallion demanded lustfully, smirking at the females as they watched the two males.

"Yoor cawwkkk..." The Zebracorn slurred around that thick dick, making him grin as he propped a hoof at the foot of the bar. And then turned, looking at one of the angry, frustrated looking Nightmares who was glaring daggers at Hooves, thinking it was her chosen stallion, then glaring at the Nightstallion in equal fury as well.

"What did you do? Make some high stakes bet? Your balls for his servitude?" She asked hotly, sneering at Midnight as the stallion plainly enjoyed the others eager mouth.

He laughed softly at that question, pulling back until just his cock flare was in that suckling muzzle. "No." Midnight answered breathlessly, the amazed at how much pleasure that mouth was giving him. "I met him at a party, fucked him properly, then took him into my home to show him the pleasures of submission. Eventually, I decided to take him into the city, agreeing to let him take on this guise. He's been enjoying himself ever since..." Midnight explained being careful to utter NO lies, of course knowing the magic directed at him. Kelpies could detect them easily, after all, and it only took a moment for the Nightmares and Unicorns to turn and glance at the cute little Kelpie pony who was shifting on her hooves, watching and listening, then shaking her head to tell them it was the truth.

The Nightmare glared at him angrily still, crossing her arms defensively. "And you just happened to show up here?" She asked coldly, they all knew there were no accident nor coincident that he had came. "Where we could see?"

Midnight shrugged his shoulders, smiling faintly at the females while fucking that eager mouth. "You should know what kind of stallion services you." He answered honestly again, strictly speaking it was the truth in his mind. The Kelpie confirmed, and the Nightmare seemed... less sure of her anger than she had a few minutes before.

"And... and your herd?" She asked with a nasty sneer, plainly it was a dig at the fact that Midnight was not sporting a host of females at his home. A bit of sulfurous quim dribbled from her slowly however, ruining the effect of her insulting question. It was the danger a Nightmare faced around the males of their kind, any form of attraction was intensified.

"My herd is between my legs, at the moment." Midnight snorted with a lewd chuckle, fondling that head as it bobbed up and down the length of his hard fucker. "I don't feel that females need to be bound, not by oath or magic, and I don't mind they having fun with males other than me. So long as they always come right back to me. I suppose, though, that that is the difference between myself and your... herd stallion." The Nightstallion snickered derisively, knowing that made him look strong and confident while making the Unicorn look weak and insecure.

The Kelpie turned her ears slight, something hadn't been quite right, but she wasn't sure what. In the end, she glanced down between the Nightstallion's legs and decided it was because he'd called Torvo a 'herd stallion'. She shifted quietly in place, watching the pair of them with growing distaste for her stallion.

"If I were you..." Midnight continued, smiling more and more lustfully as that mouth worked him closer to cumming. "I would take a healthy sum of gloam from his reserves... and find something better to do than carry foals for... a... well..." He shrugged, laughing quietly, and then reached down taking hold of Hooves by the horn. Having just the Unicorn's head flicker back to Torvo normal appearance, for just a fraction of a second. Starting to fuck his handsome muzzle properly, instead of simply allowing him to service that thick, equine dick. Midnight chuckled, and then waved dismissively at the females, shooing them away as he let the Unicorn work his dick eagerly.

Smiling as he watched them leave, rubbing over Hooves head slowly with gentle fingers. "You get a special treat after this... for helping me to shatter my rival's life..." Midnight whispered once the mares were out of ear shot, grinning down wickedly at the suckling Zebracorn. "Anything you want... You just name it..." He whispered softly, as those huge equine testicles drew up as his big blunt cock head flared deep in that soft throat. That mighty organ spurting thick slimy rivers of stud milk down that throat, Hooves swallowing and gulping eagerly.

"More... please... rut me... fuck my muzzle and tail hole." It was hardly a surprising answer, and Midnight rolled his eyes thinking that sometimes a slut could be boring. Gripping that horn he reached into the Zebracorn mind, discovering the others desire to be soiled and befouled. For a pure creature like a Unicorn, a Fae creature who dirt wouldn't even stick too. Being soiled in one form or another, was one of the most perverse of desire for Unicorns. Well there were certainly plenty of things in Nodd that would be defiling to the myth, in fact The Nightstallion knew of a club nearby that had a dunk tank, Chosen ones were often found getting filthy there.