artist:squashedflat
image from https://drive.google.com/drive/u/0/folders/19KXoF4o8BU9JZHKxNqyc7_xiGMeWRV6H
Game https://textadventures.co.uk/games/view/g4hmzzzbbku4zls4xkhxoa/reign-equestria

“No. Luna, you agreed to this meeting and the trade deal is in your name. You need to be here
to sort it out. Whatever else you have planned can wait,” you tell her.

Luna gasps and then glares straight at you. "You can't make me do this, sister. I have other
engagements!” she declares.

‘You respond by shaking your head. "But I can make you do this, and you are going to do this!
Twill not see this deal fall through because you're too lazy to do your job!"

‘Your words see Luna's hooves digging into the ground. "The one time I want to make time for
‘myself and you can't even handle it! I've had enough of this, sister, and I've had enough of
you! You're weal, and the only thing you're good for is cushioning my throne!” Luna bellows
at you, and before you know it your vision fills with the immense wobbling mountains of your
sister's ass cheeks.

“S-sister!" you cry out, holding up your hooves but there's no catching the nuclear ass drop
that comes with her immense backside being thrown back. It crashes onto you like an
avalanche of ass, the huge cheeks slamming down and squashing you beneath the tide. Your
screams are muffled and lost as you twitch helplessly beneath your sister's wobbling
‘mountains of booty.

GAME OVER! Luna's expansive backside finally sits fully on the throne, the sea of jiggling

blue butt fat flooding the throne. Normally you have the seat as her sister... and today you
still do. Crushed beneath her behemoth of a backside is your squished form, utterly buried

under your sister's fat ass. You can barely twitch and tremble, her cheeks smothering all of
your form beyond the glimpse they get of your tail squishing out to the side. You're nothing
but a seat cushion in your own throne, one to be used by your younger but very much larger
sister. Luna smirks as she grinds her ass from side-to-side, and then puts you to good use,
clenching before unloading a long, thick, bubbly butt blast.
PPPPHHLLRRPPRRPPRRLLLRRBBBRRRFFFRRRTTTTTT The filthy stench blows
through you, gusting through your form and sending your pastel tail shaking in the breeze
like a flag. The utterly rotten stench that comes pouring out of your sister's rump is enough to
leave you choking and gasping for even the barest snatches of breathable air. "Pray tell, sister,
how does it feel to be banished beneath our moon? We shall see how long you can last, for
unlike you we intend to keep you company through your milennia of punishment~"