It looks a little like a fat brown blob and a less fat red blob trying push into each other at the same time.

'I... I don't want to be a urinal!'

"Your virgin queen demands sacrifice!"

All three of them were in detention together for what Ms. Cheerilee considered "inappropriate sexual behaviour".

interspecies rimming action

“Holy chips and salsa! Is Mr. Cake getting pegged while tit-♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ Mrs.Cake?”

Machines are built gay.

Ponies didn't put things in each others' ears, especially not their huge, turgid weewees!

i'm not the be all end all authority figure of the vore fetish

the elder sister reaching under her own fat balls to finger her marecunt with a needy sigh.

Here she was DJ Pon-3, Mistress of wubstep and the wubs were her's to control.

Stay strapped or get plapped.

Sweetie Bot was surprised enough that she retracted her rocket launchers. This pony really must have been truly dead inside to ignore a display like that.

I was actually working on some penis designs the other day.

“Silver Spoon ,huh, it was nice to meet you silver, I’m Jonny Bench. See ya!” I shout back to her as I use Aqua Jet to go zooming back into the forest while she starts to head back home.

"Sniff it, little brother. Smell under my tail, just like you always did in the nest."

“Mmmm, that's one for me, babe. God, beating you feels so ♥♥♥♥♥♥' good I could just jack off right ♥♥♥♥♥♥' now,” Tiara cooed, almost moaned.

Scott kneels down onto the floor where he then admires his friend's legs. "Looks like your legs are basically swimming noodles overstuffed with lard; so much lard that your thighs rub a lot when you walk."

You approach me from the footboard and creep over my fat feet as you gently rub my cankles.

Don't know how much the zebra slaver can go on he halted himself with great thrust making his scream at same time as both of their was coming out of their bodies.

“Nngh, I’m so ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ horny I can’t stand it! I feel like...” She paused to catch her breath, her fingers aching from the workout she’d been putting them through. “I feel like I need to get filled up with babies or something!”

Even sat right beside the stallion he couldn't pump his hand all the way to the sheath, and instead just focused on jerking off those last feet of it while repeatedly stretching his mouth over half of the fat glans, bulging his face like a chipmunk desperate to store a fat flare for the winter.

"Are you saying that I reek, little brother?"
He did. Perhaps the wind hadn't been just right, or perhaps it had been lost in the fresh mountain air, or perhaps Caristos had been too caught up in his brother's teasing and the arousal it spurred in his loins, but here in the stuffy cavern it became blindingly apparent; Caltoras reeked.

Busty Belle wasn't much for extravagance herself. Save for her tits, of course. Those always had to be the biggest, the best, the bounciest.

“Ya know,” purred Applejack as she got the head of her ♥♥♥♥ right up against Spike’s puckering hole, “it’s talk like that that’ll get ya fisted if yer not careful~”

"Bad, bad, bad. Not a good thing to go in there. ♥♥♥♥♥ go in there, tongues go in there, little slimy animals do not go in there!"

It wouldn't do to give in to her urges, lest she become nothing more than a cheap gutter-slut.

“But first, the rules!” Celestia said. “Our two contestants will enter the arena. The goal is to penetrate the opponent’s anus, or vagina and ejaculate inside. Each round lasts five minutes, and ends when a contestant reaches orgasm. If after five minutes neither pony has climaxed, the one with more points will win the round by default. If the scores are tied, the contestants will masturbate, and the first to finish wins. The first pony to ♥♥♥ inside both of their opponent’s holes will win the match.”

"Mm... tight. You really are a virgin, aren't you little brother?"

Garble could only imagine how conflicted Spike may have felt about the number of ♥♥♥♥♥ he took that eventful afternoon.

"You don't sound very certain about not sucking weenie."

"It's a lot like fishing, but you inseminate the fish!"

All that mattered was that Discord was able to give her exactly what she wanted: to be a frilly padded Princess, and to have a proper Daddy to indulge in her dirty pleasures.

What doesn't help is that we're all obese... except for you.

He felt the half drake crawl onto his back, and the male's plump, soft--hot and throbbing; aroused?--package pressing against his trembling spine. "You like staring at weenies?"

"Fortunately, Big Mac assured me that he already had himself cleaned prior to coming to this class, so we won’t need to go into the ickier details regarding how that’s done. However, I do happen to have pamphlets which go over the proper techniques for cleaning before anal, and those will be handed out after this class is finished.”

"Go on. You love huffing the stink of my ass, don't you?"

Discord may have been an all-knowing and all-encompassing figure, but all that Smolder saw was how eagerly he was willing to flood his diaper to the absolute fullest.

Johnny slowly lifts Alex's belly, his paws juggling it back and forth, watching the fat ripple all over his body. He lets it go with a loud slap when it hits his brother's thighs. Alex, who's lost in belly-play heaven, keeps smiling and let's his curious brother have his way with his belly. To him, having his stomach jiggled is like having his inside organs massaged with water; incase you didn't know, it's a pretty cool feeling.

This is very unhappy with the bat pony guard no matter how many times she try to break the chains they never break.

She was heading to the train station, then she realized she had forgotten to bring money, but then she remembered she could ride free by sneaking on the train, and so she did.

vroom vroom come over here and ride my womb broom!

His God was pure, and the woody he carried was divine.

Her stream was strong, a healthy, constant flow that absolutely drenched the urinal's basin,