Valiant smirked at the mare standing before him, his eyes greedily drinking in her luscious form. Being a professional athlete for a good portion of her life left Fleetfoot with a body most mares would kill for. Her spandex Wonderbolts suit strained over her formidable tits, her toned abs pressed sharply against the suit and the barest hint of a cameltoe could be seen as her firm rear and long, slender legs pulled the lower half to near its limits as well.

Oh yes, Valiant made it known in no uncertain terms that he wanted her, and he knew that she wanted him...but she was going to have to work for it first.

Pausing next to a 5 gallon water dispenser found commonly about the halls of the Wonderbolt Academy. Turning to face the mare he lusted after he grinned as he spoke, "Tell me Fleetfoot, how far would you go for me? How hard would you push, how much would you strain, how selflessly would you sacrifice...all for me?"

Fleetfoot moaned in obvious arousal, her cheeks flushed and her tongue hanging out of her mouth slightly as she panted and squirmed. "Ohhh, Valiant...I would move mountains for you...fly to the moon and back...anything, please..."

Chuckling softly, Valiant grabbed the jug of water, his strong arms bulging as he lifted it out of its stand with seeming ease. Turning towards her and taking a step closer, he had only one thing to say to her.

"Drink."

Obediently Fleetfoot leaned her head back and opened wide, hardly even flinching as the heavy bottle crashed into her lips and gulp after gulp of clean, refreshing water worked its way down her throat.

Fleetfoot continued to swallow greedily, moaning with pleasure as her hands started to explore her bombshell of a body, groping and teasing at her huge rack and softly rubbing her belly as it ever so subtly started to fill and bulge.

Valiant frowned at the almost leisurely pace his mare was taking with this. Surely she could do better?

"Faster, slut."

Fleetfoot groaned long and low, but nonetheless started gulping even faster, her throat undulating endlessly as she continued to take long, greedy pulls.

"Better," Valiant said with a grin, "But you'd better keep this pace. You won't be getting a breath of fresh air until this jug is empty."

Against all odds the pale green mare started drinking even faster, her hands reaching up to the half-empty jug and pulling it closer as she frantically chugged as fast as she possibly could.

Valiant let her take over holding the jug, and put his hands to work stroking and caressing her now considerably swollen stomach. Where her suit was straining before, none of that compared to how thin the material was drawn over her tight, sloshing belly. And yet on and on she drank.

Gulp...gulp...gulp...gulp...

She was now three-fourths of the way done, but she was starting to run out of air. Her face began to take on a slightly purplish hue, but she diligently held her position, determined to show her stallion the lengths to which she would go for his satisfaction.

She was going to finish this all in one go or pass out trying.

As Fleetfoot reached the final few mouthfuls, by now far too low on air to make noise of any kind, it finally happened. With a sharp RRRRIIIIIPPP! her suit tore right across her now beachball-sized belly, before her busty tits and bubble butt also tore their way free of their confines. Now completely naked, Fleetfoot sank to her knees and craned her head back as far as it would go, allowing the last few dregs to run down her throat.

Valiant stood back and admired his work proudly. As soon as the last drop of water was gone, Fleetfoot threw the empty jug to the side, coughing and gasping for breath, her huge tits heaving up and down and her massive belly sloshing nonstop as she greedily gulped down fresh lungfuls of air.

Stepping forward so that he towered over her seated form, Valiant looked down at his mare, no, his possession, with a smirk. "Look at you. Look at what you've done. Why would you do this to yourself?"

Despite still heaving for breath, Fleetfoot wasted no time responding. "Valiant...ohhh, I did...this...for you...never enough...stomach...ready to burst...all for yyyooouuuu..." She was caught off as a monstrous, wet belch flew from her lips, leaving her a gasping, moaning mess all over again.

"What was that, slut? I couldn't quite hear you over how much of a pig you are."

"I will...do anything...for you...destroy my body...please...use me...wreck me...I am yours...please..."

Valiant smirked as he began to undo his belt buckle. "Mine, indeed."


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...AND THEN THEY FUCKED