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Voretober 31 - ...Trouble!

Length: 3100 words Vore type: F/M, unbirth Fandom: My Little Pony Other info: willing prey, griffon prey, pony pred, sex Summary: A followup to the previous one. Gallus and Smolder get caught for their prank, and the griffon gets a taste of his own medicine. The Student Six are all adults in this fic.

"Hey mister griffon, why's your belly like that?" asked a colt dressed as Spider-mare.

The little foal's mother, in a lab coat and Olive Octahoof goggles, tried to shush him, but Gallus leaned down to his height and said, with a smile, "y'see, I was out getting candy earlier, and I saw one of those "take only one" bowls… but there was no candy left in it!" He sat back on his haunches and shrugged, silently grateful that, for one reason or another, Trixie wasn't struggling at the moment. "So I took the bowl! Turns out it wasn't candy, but that didn't stop me."

The griffon grinned at Spider-colt's laughter and waved off the mare's apology, then closed the door. Starlight stood sat behind him, eyebrows raised. "You handled that well," she remarked.

"Lying to hatchlings is a handy skill in Griffonstone; guess it transfers." He dug his talons into the candy bowl and pulled out a chocolate.

"Those are for the younger students, y'know."

"I'm young at heart," Gallus replied, freeing it from the wrapper, "and besides, at least I'm in costume. I saw where three of those Mares Bars went."

"Yeah, well…" Starlight fumbled for a second. Right before the griffon could pop the snack in his beak, she pointed out, "I don't think Sandbar would much like getting melted chocolate all over him."

Gallus froze, then drew the uneaten candy back and held it out to her. "Fair enough." Starlight's magical aura wrapped around the treat and levitated it over to her, where she took a big bite.

Ocellus, still a blue griffon but now sporting a similar-sized bulge under the middle, stepped out from the adjoining room and walked over to them. "S-so," the fake Gallus said with a light blush, "now that we match, shall we head out?"

Gallus paused for a moment; he could've sworn his voice was higher than that. "Yeah, sure thing. Sorry for inviting ourselves in, headmare."

"No trouble at all! And it's better than you… eating Sandbar out where other creatures could've seen you." The griffon pair walked towards the door, and it swung open in Starlight's magic. "By the way, if you see Trixie, could you let her know she left her costume here? Unless she's going as herself… again."

A shiver ran up Gallus's spine, but he didn't even break his stride, simply promised to pass the message on and walked out with Ocellus. After they were far enough away he was sure not to be overheard, Gallus leaned over to his currently-feathered friend. "Hey, can we dip somewhere private? Trixie is quieter than I expected, and I wanna make sure she's okay… plus I think this enough of a prank."

Ocellus nodded, turning and leading Gallus to a darkened classroom. As Gallus followed, he flicked his gaze under the other "griffon"'s blue tail; as he had suspected, Ocellus lacked a pair of fuzzy balls to match his own, and instead sported a small cleft with a bit of pink visible if he looked close enough - which, with his sharp griffon eyes, he could. Ocellus pushed the door open, and Gallus was first inside, where he waited for the changeling to close the door before finding a big enough space away from desks to get the unicorn back out.

He focused, clenching his stomach muscles in just the right way, and steadily drove Trixie back up his throat. Inch by inch, her head poked out of his beak, followed by her shoulders. Trixie's cheek pressed against the tiled floor with a wet squish, but her eyes remained closed. A few more heaves, and a very soaked pony laid limply on the classroom floor. Gallus took a step back. "She's not… is she? I mean, Sandbar's been in there for entire nights without trouble, so-"

"Just asleep," came a higher-pitched version of his voice, "she's still putting out emotions."

"Y'know, 'cell, it's a little strange how normal your voice sounds after that," chipped in Smolder's scratchier voice, "but a cool strange, of course."

"Oh, good." He turned towards where Ocellus probably was - why was this darkness so hard to see in? "Uh, speaking of your voice… Ocellus, you know if you're not comfortable with my body, we can just find something else, right? Or just be two different devils?"

"I… know? Why are you- oh!" the griffoness's claws clacked against the floor a few times. "No, it's not that, it's just that Smolder didn't want to sit in my stomach, so… I didn't put her there."

Smolder walked over to him and put a soaked hand on his shoulder, dampening his feathers with liquid that definitely didn't smell like spit or stomach acid. "And her options were kinda limited if she kept your junk. So she didn't."

Gallus felt his feathers fluff up. "That's… a new one."

Ocellus giggled; they transformed and got their usual changeling voice back. "I'll be sure to remember that."

The griffon's cheeks burned, so he instead turned back to the dim outline of a sleeping unicorn. "So… do we wake her? Or let her think it's all a dream?"

"She's covered in griffon drool," Smolder pointed out, "I don't think "dream" is on the menu here."

"I think we should be honest to her about this whole thing," added Ocellus, "it's the right thing to do, and it'll probably go worse if she finds out on her own."

Suddenly, a quiet "eep" floated through the room, though Gallus only caught it from his catlike hearing. The voice, however, was unmistakable.

"Professor Fluttershy?" Gallus said, peering into the inky darkness.

What responded wasn't Fluttershy, but a much deeper, more gravelly voice. "Well, so much for that," grumbled Discord, "no, dear Fluttershy, that wasn't your fault. I simply couldn't sit still long enough. Oh, well. Lights!"

There was a snap, and the three students cried out in pain as overhead lights replaced the apparently magical darkness. Once the spots had mostly cleared from his eyes, Gallus looked up to see the spirit of chaos sitting behind an overturned desk, holding Fluttershy vertical by her barrel. The pegasus mare was blushing hard enough for her yellow coat to skip past orange and go straight to red. It took very little imagination to guess what, generally, was hidden behind that desk. Gallus suspected it took an awful lot of imagination to guess what, SPECIFICALLY, was hidden, nor was he particularly interested in finding out what Discord had between his legs at that moment. Trixie grumbled in her sleep, but somehow failed to wake up.

"Well, here I was willing to let bygones be bygones, but that was before you realized we were here." Discord sighed and rested his head on a paw; Gallus tried not to think about how he did so while still holding Fluttershy with both his eagle and lion paw. "So I guess, if I must, I'll have to punish you for…"

His red-and-yellow eyes flicked back and forth across the griffon, pony, changeling, and dragon several times. Strange mathematical symbols and letters appeared and vanished around his head before the draconequus shook them away. "Okay, I'm stumped. You two," he said, pointing at Ocellus and Smolder, "were clearly doing some weird sex thing, and… well, I must say I'm all for it, whatever it was. But… Gible, was it?"

"Gallus."

"Right, Gallade. What was it you were doing with my dear friend Trixie? We saved the world together once, you know."

Gallus scratched the back of his neck. "I… don't suppose you'd believe it was also some weird sex thing?"

Discord raised an eyebrow high enough that it flew off and stuck to the ceiling. "I should hope not. She is very clearly unconscious." Gallus felt that last word hit him hard enough that he had to check to make sure nothing had actually, physically hit him.

"Excellent point!" Gallus chirped, his voice cracking a bit. "So, no. I was just going to eat her for a moment and spit her out, but then Starlight showed up, and, uh, half an hour later, here we are."

Discord nodded. "Well, it is Nightmare Night. A good night for pranks."

Gallus smiled. "Yeah! Great! So, then, we'll just wake up Trixie and be on our wa-"

"But! As I always say, one bad prank deserves a good one!" He cracked his tail like a whip, and a bouncy ball rolled down his snout. It bounced once off the floor, then off of Gallus. "Boink!" Discord helpfully added, along with "bonk!" when it smacked Smolder and vanished.

Gallus looked down at himself, and saw that his scales, feathers, and fur had been replaced by smooth, shiny facets, like a griffon-shaped crystal pony. He was about to ask Discord what the big deal was, when he realized Smolder had not gotten the crystal treatment. Instead, she was staring directly at him.

And drooling.

With a squawk, Gallus leapt away from her first pounce. As he fled his hungry friend, he vaguely made out Discord asking Ocellus to return Trixie to the Lost And Found - or Starlight's room, whichever was faster. He made a lap around the room, diving and weaving away from the crazed dragoness with grace that surprised even himself. His ears picked up the sound of Fluttershy squeaking again, in time with Discord panting as the chase passed them, but he couldn't spend even a moment to worry about anything that wasn't his and Smolder's trajectories, and how to make them not line up.

A stroke of misfortune hit, then, when on one pass near the mismatched pair, he heard a snippet of conversation:

"Ah… can you do two different ones? Like, ah, dolphin and dragon?"

"Oh, Fluttershy, for you? I can do anything."

Gallus's brain made the mistake of trying to picture that, and his claw clipped a chair. He only stumbled - not falling - but it was enough for a very solid mass of scales, muscles, and hunger to slam into him. The pair skidded along the floor to a stop next to the wall. For a brief second, the only sounds in the room were the steady thwap of Discord against Fluttershy, the pegasus's moans, and his and Smolder's heavy panting. The dragon had him pinned on his back, straddling him, and there was a wild look in her eyes that Gallus was certain he wasn't fond of.

Smolder leaned over him, drooling over his face, and said, breathily, "I need you in me."

"…please tell me you just mean sex," Gallus guessed. And really, between the sheer terror that was Smolder chasing him, and the exhiliration of being pinned down by a hot girl, he - and the shaft exposed between his legs - kinda hoped she said it was.

"ALL of you," Smolder amended a wide, sharp-fanged grin. Gallus's hopes dropped like a stone.

So, in the face of chaos-fueled oblivion, Gallus shut his eyes, and… remembered that he was still bigger than Smolder. Not as much as when they had met, to be sure, but she was barely taller on two legs than he was on four. So with newfound resolve to live, Gallus opened his eyes again.

Above him, rather than a drooling maw, framed by hard and sharp fangs meant to crack open rocks and possibly bones, was instead a drooling slit, framed by tough yet oddly supple scales. Before he could utter his confusion, Smolder dropped her hips down on him, impaling herself on his beak. And then lifted and slammed them down again. Gallus's mouth was soon covered inside and out with Smolder's juices, but if there was any affection to her actual movements, they must be intended for something as tough as dragons. Still, if she was going to ride his face, he might as well enjoy it. So, he opened his beak as best he could against her inner walls and lapped at her sex. Sweet and spicy, a taste he hoped not to forget.

From above him, he heard her growl, and her scaly tail snaked under his head. "Grr, why won't you get IN?!" she shouted, trying to push his head deeper… without much luck because, as Gallus had reminded himself, she was still kinda small.

"Oh, I just KNEW I forgot something!" Discord sang out. He snapped his claws, and a small, observant part of Gallus's brain told him that meant he and Fluttershy had stopped or at least changed positions. A much bigger part of Gallus's brain told him to pay attention as, with a dominant grunt tinged with a moan, Smolder slipped the griffon's entire head between her legs.

Confused in the new, wet, and oppressively hot space, Gallus groped around with his forelegs until he found her legs. Still kinda small, so Discord hadn't shrunk him or grown her. Around him, he heard the dragoness purr, "ooh, good idea. Be a bro and pull down, wouldja?"

Curiosity won against his better instincts (many of them screaming about curiosity's effect on other felines), and Gallus tugged at her legs. The near-burning heat around his head crept down his neck and over his shoulders. The squishy walls surrounding his upper body squeezed in on him as Smolder's body shuddered. "Oh, scales, that feels nice. I was right, Gallus, I NEED this. I need MORE." Her voice came from all around him, followed by a grunt of effort. "Hey, sit up. It'll be so much faster, and fuller, and BETTER than just inching down…"

Once again, part of him said not to, but he thought of what he felt when he realized what Ocellus had done with the dragon, and, with some effort considering the entire dragoness sitting on - around - his head, managed to sit up. As soon as he did, he felt the muscles around him relax, and slick flesh slid past his head to slick down his feathers and fur all the way down to his hips. He didn't know how she was doing it, but he definitely didn't doubt that she could - and was going to - get all of him in.

Suddenly, he felt an unfamiliar set of claws wrap around his cock. Smolder fumbled with it, trying to brush down the spiky nubs, then tried to press it against Gallus's furry belly. Unfortunately, the griffon couldn't help but twitch at her touch, and it sprang free of her grip a few times… not that Gallus minded, since her handling his shaft more had nearly gotten him purring, as well. Eventually, however, she managed to line it up and slide it - and his hips and waist - inside. If Gallus had worried about getting back out before, the sensation of her pussy sliding against his shaft shut those thoughts out of his mind; after that accidental teasing, he was achingly close to bursting, and as Smolder rolled onto her back to stuff his legs and tail in, the griffon helped her out, kicking his legs as he passionately grinded his hips against her insides.

The heat of her insides crept over his paws, and with just a few inches of his tail left, Gallus came, shooting his sticky, white load all over himself and her inner walls. By the time he came down from his climax, she had completely tucked him away, with even his tail only brushing against more of the dragon's pussy.

Discord gently brushed Fluttershy's mane as he watched the griffon's blue tail-tuft slurp into his friend's scaly slit, leaving her looking only slightly gravid. He had intended for her to just swallow Gallus, but chaos magic was, even to Discord, unpredictable, and apparently she "wanted" him in a way more than hunger, even when he was crystal. He idly picked some hairs out from the brush as the haze cleared from Smolder's eyes, then went back to brushing as the dragoness stood up and faced him.

"So… what happens now?" she asked, poking at her belly with confusion all but written on her face (and Discord exercised extreme restraint by not making that literal).

Discord waved his paw. "Don't ask me, I'm terribly inexperienced with relationships. Maybe talk about feelings with him or something? That seems like a very pony thing to do, and this is Equestria, after all." Smolder glared at him, so he grinned and rolled his eyes. "Ah yes, the chaos magic part of things! Don't worry, it'll go away as soon as you let him out. Just push, or if that's hard, reach in and grab his tail or something."

Smolder folded her arms and muttered something Discord pretended not to hear. Then, louder, "so this doesn't end at midnight or something, bam, magic teleports him out and stuff?" Before the draconequus could respond, she added, "and wait, does this just affect him, or…?"

Discord smirked. Finally, somecreature other than Fluttershy who could appreciate the nuance to his tricks! "You're an adult dragon; you don't need easy ways out. And no, I just turned him crystal for a bit. The rest of that magic was on you!"

Smolder smirked back, and walked towards the door. "In that case, there's a certain bug I have plans for tonight." She stopped just before leaving to wave. "Happy Nightmare Night, Discord, Professor Fluttershy!" And then, it was just him and Fluttershy.

"…I'm a professor too, sometimes," he grumbled.

Fluttershy giggled and leaned into him. "And I'm sure you teach very well. Oh, but Discord?"

Discord's blood would have run cold if he had any at the time. He knew that tone. "Er, yes, my dear?"

"Once my, uh, post-climax bliss fades, we're having a nice talk about appropriate pranks on students."

"Um, all's well that ends well?"

"Discord…"

Discord gulped. Before the conversation could go any further, he reached off-screen and pulled the iris-out transition closed.

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