First story. Wish Fulfillment: Mummah
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Like most dudes with a little dick, Noodles was pissed off. Unlike most dudes, though, he was a fluffy. He couldn’t get into screaming matches with strangers at the drive-thru or buy a brand new truck to try and compensate for things. To top it all off? He was a smarty. When he went to go give mares in the alleyway he ruled over the bestest of special hugs, they didn’t even have a reaction at all. Maybe a yawn or a ‘speciaw huggies dun?’. One thing for sure, he sure as fuck wasn’t going to be having babbehs, unless you could get a girl pragnert after popping off on their fur. It all pissed him off!
Sketti Dave was just minding his business, walking down the alleyway for no particular reason on his way to work. Being a mysterious and very cool guy with a tophat, he just seemed to show up at the right places at the right time. This was one of those times! Noodles, the yellow and red alpha, jumped out in front of him.
“Wan big nu-nu stick! Wan bigges’ nu-nu stick! Gib naow!” He demanded. Ah, the absurdity of those wonderfully pathetic creatures. Sketti Dave regarded him with a look of sympathy. He demanded the impossible, though he was in the business of moving mountains.
“Oh? Are you a regular Don Quixote? The apple of every mare’s eye?” He asked, humoring the brazen idiot.
“Dun wan appew! Wan BIGGES’ NU-NU STICK! Gib ow Noodeh gib sowwy-poopies!” He lifted his tail, the universal sign that someone was about to be assblasted. Dave waved a hand out in front of himself.
“No need, good sir. I’m able to give you just what you need! But you’ll have to give me something in return. No saying ‘dummy’ anymore. Do you agree?”
Noodles stuck his tongue out. “Wan naow! Gib! Dummeh! Dummeh am dummeh!”
Well. He had agreed. In a fashion. Sketti Dave sighed. He’d hoped that there would be some time to appreciate his newfound gift before slipping up. “Very well.”
The wishmaker gave a snap of his fingers and Noodles felt the world around him grow black, before everything had changed.
He was in a new place? He must be, though it was unlike anything he’d ever seen. Everything around him was massive. He’d never seen a skyscraper before but if he had, the constructs around him would be larger than that. It smelled familiar, but that was about it.
Speaking of huge things, he was now well-endowed. Humongous in fact. Heck, any mare that would face off against his monstrous dong would likely be scared. Noodles felt himself gain a new confidence. “Heh! Dummeh mawes, Noodeh hab BIGGES nu-nu stick! Am put babbehs in ebby’mawe!” Trotting around, he didn’t see any mares. He smelled them, and that just made him even more angsty to put his new glory in one.
“Stoopi’ mawes hewe NAO! Noodeh gib biggest’ enfies!” He grunted, already beginning to hump the air. Damn was he horned up.
A shadow fell over him. A massive pair of mandibles, twitching antennae. The eyes of the scariest, biggest munstah that Noodle had ever seen. It knocked him over onto his side with a flick of one leg, seized it’s mandibles into his prodigious wiener. Noodles screamed, kicking and flailing, as the munstah carried him off.
Sketti Dave stood nearby. He’d been watching the entire time, amused as the ant carried off the speck that was his newest deal-maker.
“Well! This story ends well. He’s off to meet his….queen!”