While this lovemaking continued, Jimmithey lay still and silently, in a puddle of his own pure sweat, beneath the bedsheets.
He heard all of these noises and stayed still, knowing that if he were caught now, he would probably be attacked by Chad.
He just had to endure this, wait until they finished. Whenever that would be.
It would just be a memory he'd try his best to forget about. Nothing too serious, right?
But as he thought about his plan, he noticed something off.
Something about his body felt different; something felt firm around his legs.
He slowly moved his hand, realizing the origin of what seemed to be a firm third leg.
"W-w-what…? W-why…? Why is my d-dick so hard…?" Jimmithey thought to himself, moving his hand slowly to his crotch to check.
When he did, he thought he felt a rock where his dick was.
It was the hardest his dick had ever been in his life.
It was so erect that it began to hurt!
He could feel his dick veins popping outwards, bulging outwards.
His head began to go light from his blood rushing, his mind becoming even more chaotic.
"W-what is wrong with me?! Why am I so fucking horny?! W-why now?! Why here?! WHY?! WHY?!" Jimmithey thought, clenching his fists.
The fact that he was horny right then and there made him sick to his core.
He was disgusted with himself, beginning to tear up.
…
"Oh fuck yes, baby! Fuck! I love your tight pussy! Nothing is better than this! Nothing! Fuck!" Chad yelled as he turned Myusel's back to his face, driving his dick into her from behind.
"AAA!" She moaned as he began to give her backshots, with the sound of him slapping and gripping onto her cheeks echoing in their ears.
She couldn't help but continue to moan out, with her ass trembling and jiggling within Chad's firm grip.
"Ha! A-AAh! AA-AAnn! I l-love -ah- you, Chad! AAAnn! AAH!!" Myusel cried, raising her waist up as she clenched at Chad's body with her lifted arms.
Her breasts swung around as they kissed one another, with Chad gripping at her soft chest with his hardest grip.
"I-I love you, baby… AAh! Fuck! I-I think- I think I can't hold it a-anymore! A-Ah! I'm gonna fucking cum! Fuck!" Chad yelled as he prepared to bust, clenching his ass cheeks.
"AAAnn! Me too! Ahh! Me too! AAA-A!!!" Myusel cried as they both prepared to climax, moaning out into the cold night air.
…
Jimmithey felt a disgusting rage and arousal build up inside of himself.
One half of himself wanted to rub his dick, right then and there.
Another half of him wanted to throw up and die, right then and there.
But in the end, he couldn't do either.
He was stuck there, listening to their fucking.
It felt like he had been hours in Jimmithey's mind, tears dripping down his face.
He tried to imagine himself somewhere else, at his home, on his bed with a cup of hot chocolate. His favorite drink. His safe space, the place where he was happiest. Where nothing could hurt him.
"I-I believe in that delusion…! E-even if it's impossible for me to be out of here, of now… I b-believe in that DELUSION!!! I BELIEVE IN IT! I DO!!!"
But, despite all of the pleading and begging… He couldn't.
After all, the hard, cold logic of his situation ran up through his neck. The hard fact that he couldn't escape covered his delusional abilities.
He couldn't feel the normally flourishing schizo energy in his chest, the source of this delusion.
The only thing he felt was Cuckoldry. Pure cuck energy.
The Cuckold energy that reminded him of the facts, of the hard truth that… That he could be enjoying this…
"NO! FUCK NO! STOPPP!!!"
The cold red Cuckoldry poked deep within himself, keeping him within the moment.
It wanted to remind him what he was, what he became.
What he had unlocked within that forest, against the Green Haired Man, against the Brother Brony… Remind him of what he'd become.
Remind him what was happening right at that second.
"AANN!! AAAA! AANA! A-AN AA! FUCK!!!" Chad and Myusel both moaned out, reaching their climax at the same time.
Both of their sweaty bodies connected, lying upon each other. Liquids oozed out of their privates, wetting the sheets beneath.
They both felt pure ecstasy, feeling boundless love for each other.
Jimmithey was also covered in sweat, feeling disgust and self-hatred instead of love.
He felt his penis getting harder and harder, wanting to go further despite being at its limit.
It hurt, and his soul did as well.
He tried to repress his thoughts, but in his mind, all he wanted to do was jack off!
And all he could feel himself doing was rubbing at his hard penis, slowly beneath the sheets.
"Aaaaaa… Haha… An… Wow… Ah… Chad, that was amazing… You feel so good…" Myusel said, lying on his massive chest.
She was still trembling from the powerful sex, feeling up her lover's massive body.
"Aha… Fuck… You feel even better, baby… I love you, Myusel, more than anything. I was wrong… I'll stay with you forever… Even if I'm weak now, I'll get stronger… I'll never let you get hurt. Never. I promise, baby…" Chad responded, smooching her forehead.
"Yes… I love you too, honey. Now…" Myusel began to say before she weakly wrote a light sign on his chest.
This magical symbol drove into Chad, which caused him to look up at her in concern.
"It's nothing… Let's just get to round two… I'm not satisfied yet, and you aren't either… Right, honey…?" She said as she pointed at her oozing pussy.
"Ah… That's exactly what I wanted to hear… Babe…" Chad smiled before he kissed Myusel, exposing his still-hard cock.
...
Jimmithey continued to cry silently beneath his sheets, having already ejaculated long ago.
He felt rage and hatred, not towards Chad or Myusel, but towards himself.
And the even worse thing was, despite hearing Myusel get her guts rearranged, despite all of the awful things she'd done to him… He still wanted her.
He felt love for her, even though she had done all of these horrible things to him.
He couldn't hide it anymore or repress it. He couldn't delude himself anymore. He couldn't…
He wanted to kiss her, to have sex with her, to brush his hand in her hair.
He wanted to be with her forever, until they both grew old and died together. He wanted to marry her, have children with her, and grandchildren.
He wanted to meet her family, have her meet his family, buy a house together, and live in peace.
Beyond that, he wanted to see her get fucked. No matter by whom.
It could be Chad, Jack, Milly, or anyone. He would want to see it. He wanted to hear this again, feel her moaning reverberate within his ears, hear the sound of her plump ass being smacked, hear her pussy be smashed.
He knew what she had done to him, but he didn't care for some reason.
And it made him sick. It made him sick to see how far gone he had become.
How far from normal he was… Whatever that word even meant… Whatever 'Normal' even was…
"N-normal….?"
Jimmithey soon passed out, with his thoughts becoming a jumbled mess.
All of the horrifying events from the entire day replayed in his head, over and over, until his mind became empty.