It was a cold day in June, the first month of the year, of course. The lava tree plants began their feast on infant pigeons as the Condom People's whore house reeked of gonorrhea. It had been many moons since the last birth of the festyballs. The four dead princesses have been gone since the attack of Sliklemein.
Lord Sliken, a dragon of the Penis Woods, entered into Equestria in January, at the time, the first month of the year. His black wings flew through the dark blue sky, shitting with inglorious triumph. He arrived at the Canterlot Castle, with ambition that would soon be fueled by yet more testosterone. Sliken leaned towards his boyfriend, Cockfag, who was of Spike's size but totally chink.
"Are you ready for the dawn?" the ebony dragon asked.
"Oh ya, me riddy fore tha down," replied the red and yellow faggot.
The couple entered into the castle, only to be spotted by guards. Sliken quickly grabbed hold of the first guards tail, and proceeded to fuck them senseless. The first guard came excessively, soaking the floor into a cheesy state. The second guard, in pure terror began slurping the chunky juice of the floor. The taste was reminiscent of cucumber and puss. Sliken smiled and proceeded into the bedroom of Celestia and Luna.
The two princesses were currently shitting into the other's mouth, taking no notice of the enormous red rocket of a cock that Sliken was currently rubbing out. His natural lubricants began to seep from his velvet croissant. Celestia, who was on top, eyed the massive pink sausage of a dick. Her loose pussy became moist, and then she took a final poo in her sister's orifice.
Celestia climbed off of the blue bitch, and smacked the dragon's balls, which bounced and shook like a vibrator. Her wet asshole began to leak infection down her goochi. He brutally raped the royal hineys as gallons of sweet juice poured from his tip. He entered into their rectums, with the viscosity of Chris Brown. His reptilian ball sac was massaged by the godlike plot of the younger sister. Her pubic fuzz enticed him in such a way, that it was all he could do to keep from vomiting out his love hole.
The older sister, Celestia, gagged at each thrust of power, often teasing the fish flavored shaft with her tongue. He quickly pulled and released his thick custard into her iris, blinding her.
He plopped his majestic piece onto the floor of the castle, and ordered the princesses to fight over it using only their mouths. The two fought like dogs over the meaty pole, their tongues often sliding in and out of the other's mouth. The erection of the dragon was so fantastic, that to look upon it would make the strongest stallion cum.
After many hours of passion, the new king ripped out the princesses hearts through their vaginas. He quickly scarfed them down his lubricated throat, enjoying each morsel of the splooge like blood.
The Dark Lord now knew that his next task would involve the hot rack of Cadance, and soon...