“Vorentimes?!” exclaimed Gizmo, as the clearly confused canine tried to comprehend the unexpected voracious effects of what was supposed to be a simple seasonal prank. It was already safe to say that mistakes had been made, as the deviant display of devouring playing out before the winged anthro was far from the lusty lovemaking he had been promised. The duped dog grumbling to himself, as he took in the true nature of the aphrodisiac arrows Bug had been kind enough to sell him.

The moody mare normally dealing in exotic quality, so it had not been hard for her to sucker him in with a solid sales pitch, though she had failed to mention the actual effects of the wanton weapon she had been so quick to unload on him, other than the fact it aggressively lapped at libidos. From there Gizmo had been quick to test his most recent amorous addition to his arsenal on some of his unwitting friends, and with two well-aimed shots, Firetoad and Orchid found themselves pricked with the lecherous love darts. The dog giving a snickering smile at his prank, as the voyeuristic anthro eagerly anticipated a sudden bout of reckless lesbian lovemaking to erupt between the intoxicated individuals. Instead to his surprise he was greeted by the green Mutiecorn willingly feeding herself hooves first into the gaping gob of an equally enamoured hippogriff, to a steamy tune of needy moans and wet swallows.

The sudden salacious sight leaving the matchmaker stunned, as he could only look on in surprise as Orchid attempted to snarf down an equine nearly twice her size in a claiming charge of cooing chugs. The hippogriff not even thinking about backing away from committing to the chirping consumption, as every facet of her being seemed to be set on fulfilling this base ingestive imperative. Firetoad for her part trying to make it easy for her preppy predator, as the blushing mare politely tucked her lanky limbs to her barrel in a helpful attempt to assume a more streamlined shape for her short glide down the glugging gullet. The elegant equine making no attempt to fight back against the oscillating oesophagus, bar biting her lip and letting out a few naughty nickers, as she just willingly allowed herself to be gently pulled into the peristaltic piping casually creeping up her curvaceous figure.

Gizmo shrugging at the strange sight of the dainty hen hungrily hauling herself over the massive Mutiecorn, as just from the size difference he could not have imagined the normally fierce mare to go down so easily. The entire interaction out of character, as just a few moments prior Firetoad would have wolfed down Orchid for even making such a silly suggestion, like the bubbly bird was but a snack to the artificial alicorn. The dog cursing himself, as though he had checked to see if the arrows had been labelled as aphrodisiacs, he had failed to ask the mardy mare exactly what libido they enhanced, before he had tossed her a bag of bits and set off on his little Cupid cosplay.

Bug’s promise that a single drop of the delusion inducing injection would be more than enough to unfetter most inhibitions holding true, even if it was not the erotic outcome the dog had been expecting. A wide-eyed Gizmo just watching in annoyed awe, as Orchid bolted down the purring pyromaniac who would have normally earmarked the intern for prey, but was now more than willing to be processed by the perky pigeon. Gizmo unsure what could have caused such a personality flip; Hormones, pheromones, nanobots, he didn’t know, as he just casual observed the creatures’ preferences in regards to predator or prey flip in a complete heel turn under the overbearing power of the unknown cocktail of chemicals.

The dollop of drugs also appearing to have greatly sped up Orchid’s gurgling digestive system, as with a series of sloshing glorps, she professionally processed the pony portion inching into her oral opening. The effect almost instant, as no sooner was the aroused alicorn pushed into the peristaltic precipice, did a fresh stretch of fudgy faeces flow out of the bloated birds yawning pucker as a soggy sausage of scat. The bowel bleached batch of broken-down biomass coiling out like a uniform length of turd toothpaste, as even at the increased rate Orchid seemed to be having no problems processing her murmuring meal.

An enzyme etched pelvis the only thing that seemed to have survived the hostile tour through the energetic eagle’s guts, but even so, it proved no problem for the pumped-up predator to pass. The awkward clump of calcium just earning a groan from Orchid, as it neatly nestled within the throbbing threshold of her parted ponut like a cumbersome cork, before the straining sphincter spread sufficiently to shit out the stuck skeletal stone with a shivering shunt. Gizmo watching the tailstar stretch into a silent scream, somewhat impressed by the girl’s gape, though his attention swiftly switched when he caught a glimpse of an acid pitted dildo sitting snuggly in the hole of what had been Firetoad’s hips.

Gizmo not much surprised by the tucked-away toy, though it proved the ferocity of Orchid’s innards, as it had not had time to shift from its original situ during the speedy sluicing. The loss of her lower body not seeming to phase Firetoad much, as she just continued to aggressively kiss the ajar beak she was trickling into, completely unbothered by the fact she was now just food to be feasted on. The mare content to be fed through the formel’s forward funnel, though it was rather odd that she had not winced once in pain as she melted into manure, indicating to Gizmo some sort of nerve dampener had to be in play.

These ruminations could wait though, as the dog was already making plans on how he could use his stockpile of the debaucherous devices. All outcomes pointing to a lot of fun in the future, as he even considered shooting one at Bug’s plump plot, just so he could see how her normally stern system would react to a sudden sensual spiking…..


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When Bug was doing a garage sale, Gizmo had been one of the first to see what the mardy mare had for sale. Aside from a questionable amount of porn magazines and sketchy looking equipment he spotted a quiver full of Valentine's day themed arrows. The dog thought they might be fun, which was just confirmed when Bug explained they had lust-inducing properties, though the foolish hound never asked her to elaborate on what exactly they did. Because of this oversight, his first field test ended with a messy mound and a wet belch, not like Gizmo could complain much, as if anything it just gave him further options on how to use the wanton weapons in the future...

A lemon done for Gizmo as part of my patreon. For this month he wanted a lemon to go with an image he commissioned from Lawkie ( https://www.furaffinity.net/user/lawkie/ ) Hopefully he enjoys the short story :)

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