A Cultivated Collection of Horse Smut

Chapters

A bet
Stress Relief
Cafeteria Coupling
Weekend Fun
Breaking Twilight
A Prideful Pony
A Busy Mayor
Operation Mystery Man
Library Lewdness
Cheerileeader
Horse Dick Shenanigans
Pegasi Honor

A bet

Author's Note

Contains: Princess Celestia, Casual Sex, Cock Addiction, Inappropriate Acts in the Middle of Court, Among Other Things

A bet

"—And your meeting with the Gryphon ambassador had to get pushed back to tomorrow for personal reasons. The ambassador sends his sincerest apologies, and hopes that you can forgive him."

"Send a message to the ambassador telling him that there is no need to apologise, and that I humbly look forward to our meeting."

"The leaders of the artisan guild may be coming over today as well. They wanted to talk to you about something happening in the Horseshoe District..."

Be Princess Celestia. Lady of the Sun, Ruler of Equestria, and biggest pony in the land.

You were slowly making your way down one of the many hallways in the castle. Your trusty assistant Raven was filling you in on today's schedule.

As luck would have it, your day was a relatively light one. A few meetings, a document or two that needed signing, and perhaps a quick trip to Dodge City to speak to the City's mayor. After all of that was finished, you'd be free to do as you will.

But first, before you could tackle any of that, you had to go to the Day Court to listen to your subjects and hear their problems, thoughts, and concerns.

A difficult and sometimes frustrating job, yes, but no matter how much you sometimes wanted to hop out of your throne and slap some mare or stallion on the back of the head, you knew that the Day Court was important. It showed your subjects that you cared for them, that you wanted to help them with their problems and hear them out.

Because you did.

Pain in the flank they might sometimes be, but they were your little ponies, and you loved each and every one of them.

"During our lunch intermission, be sure to bring me those documents, Raven," you said, nodding to the pair of guards standing outside the doors of your throne room. "I'd like to get those finished and sent out as soon as possible."

"Yes your highness," Raven said with a bow.

You took a deep breath, a small smile working its way onto your face.

Court was in just a few minutes. You could already see a line of ponies leading all the way down the hall and wrapping around the corner.

Alright. Time to shine.

The tip of your horn glowed. With a spell, you opened the massive, golden doors of the throne room. Your guards standing on either side of the door, the picture of stoicism and duty, quickly flanked you as you stepped inside.

Just as it always was, the throne room was a thing to see. The floors and marble pillars had been scrubbed until one could see oneself in them. The stain glass windows let in colorful rays of light. Your throne stood above it all, high and mighty and grand.

This was a grand place, almost sacred in its nature. Many good and bad things had happened in this throne room, and the blood, sweat, and tears of thousands of ponies, yourself included, was steeped into every inch of it.

But there was something different about your throne room this morning. An unexpected guest had somehow found himself sitting at the base of your throne. A guest that you knew very well. He was your friend, alien to Equus, and a giant of a stallion, Anonymous.

You paused mid step and smiled.

And what was that mischievous colt doing in here? How did he even manage to get in here unnoticed? The doors are thick and heavy, and you couldn’t see him braving a thousand foot drop to climb through one of the windows...

Raven, her nose buried in her notebook, didn't notice the human, trotting toward your throne like nothing was out of the ordinary. Anon, seeing her making her way over to him, grinned, leaning forward with a hand at the ready. One of your guards opened his mouth to warn her, but you quietly shushed him.

"Alright, your highness. It seems like we have everything in order," Raven said, scribbing something down on that little notebook of hers. "The last thing I need from you is what you'd like for lunch. The head chef sent me a letter saying that she had a nice chocolate cak—DKNflsdns!"

When you assistant was in arm's length, Anon sprung his devilish trap. Reaching underneath Raven's notebook, he pressed a finger against her nose. The effect was almost immediate.

Raven stiffened, her eyes crossing. When the human applied a little more force her nose scrunched up, and you could even see her pink little tongue poking out of her mouth.
"Whattheheck?!" Raven cried, nearly dropping her notebook as she hopped backwards. "Anon? What the heck are you doing here? AND WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT BOOPING ME?!"

Anon's smile widened. "Well good morning to you too, Ms. Grumpy Pants."

"Grumpy? I'm not grumpy! I just don't like you touching my nose with your weird grabbers!" Raven cried, poking him in the chest with a hoof.

"If you pulled your muzzle out of that notebook you would have seen me coming a mile away," Anon replied, reaching out to boop her again.

Raven, looking less than pleased, slapped his hand away. As she did that, she didn't see Anon's other hand moving up to boop her again.

"DKFNLDlskdsl!"

Your guards chuckled, and even you couldn't help but let out a giggle yourself.

What a silly stallion...

"Good morning, Anonymous," you said, slowly making your way toward him.

"Morning, your highness," he replied.

"I trust that your sleep was a restful one?"

"Yeah, I slept like a baby, as usual. How about you?"

"Oh, it was a very long night but I managed to get some sleep in the end, thank you very much for asking."

When you came within range of the human's hands, he reached over and bopped you as well. You let out a giggle, closing your eyes and sticking your tongue out at him.

Raven frowned. "Please stop humoring him, your majesty."

"Oh don't be like that, Raven," you said, extending a wing to boop Anon right back. "It's all in good fun."

"Yeah, and if you don't want your snoot gettin' booped you gotta protect it," Anon added.

Raven let out a huff, though you could see a small smile working its way onto her face.

"So what brings you in here, Anon?" you asked, looking back at the young stallion. "Have you come to keep this old mare company while she hears her people's problems?"

For a brief moment, Anon stared at you with an expression that you couldn't quite identify. "Yeah, something like that, princess," he said.

With a grunt, he rose to his feet.

"But I just don't want to keep you company for a couple of hours, I'd like to keep you company for a whole lot longer than that.”

"Oh?" you said, cocking your head to the side.

Anon gave you a smile that seemed to light up the already well-lit room. "Yep! I'd really like to marry the prettiest princess in the world and be her prince, if she'd have me," he said, just a bit of nervousness mixing in with his usual confidence.

Oh did he now...?

Eyebrow raised, you looked over at your assistant. She was staring at Anon with a furrow brow, as if she didn't know what to make of his response. And you couldn't blame her. You hadn't taken a lover or husband for a very long time. Almost two hundred years in fact.

"And might I ask what brought this on?" you asked.

"I've been living in this castle for a almost a year, and a whole lot of that year has been spent with you," he said with a shrug. "It's kind of hard to try and find someone else when you live two doors down from the perfect mare, so I figured I'd see if you were interested."

"Perfect? Oh you flatterer," you said, tittering. "I'm sure there's a million other mares better than me."

"If you find one I'd like to see her."

That had you laughing. It was incredibly sweet that Anonymous had come all the way in here and asked you like this. Usually your suitors would send gifts and letters, or have minstrels sing songs. But gumption alone wasn't going to win you over.

"You know it's been a very long time since I’ve had a husband, yes?"

"Yeah, a couple hundred years ago right? After the guy turned two or three hundred he asked you to let him pass," the human replied with a nod.

You nodded, remembering Loose Caboose. He had been a real talker, quick to laugh, and somepony that absolutely LOVED to be dominated.

Hmm. He took a strapon like a champion...

"Yes, and after him I had a string of lovers before doing away with the business altogether," you told Anon, brushing past him and climbing onto your throne. "After sampling every race this world had to offer I simply lost interest in carnal pleasures."

To your surprise, Anon grinned. "Your sister said you'd say something like that."

"And you still came here to try to win my heart?" you asked curiously.

"Nope. I'm not trying to win your heart," the human replied. "At least not yet. Right now I want to win a completely different part of you; all of that love stuff can come later."

You stared down at the young stallion, amusement and more than a bit of interest welling up inside of you. "And what part of me do you wish to win over?"

"I'm gonna win over your lust, make you so addicted to my cock that you can't help but want to marry me!" Anon said, as if saying such a thing was commonplace.

Before you could stop yourself, a snort escaped you. That snort turned into a giggle, which then turned into a laughter that had you holding your belly.

Oh the BALLS on this stallion...

"Make me addicted to your cock?" you asked, wiping a tear from your eye when the laughter subsided. "My, my. That's the first time I've heard something like that..."

"I'll make a bet with you, princess," Anon said, climbing up onto your throne. "You let me fuck you during the day court. If you enjoy what I'm bringin' to the table then we you gotta go on a date with me. If you don't then you can just say so and I'll drop it."

You nearly started laughing again. And here you thought it was just going to be another regular day!

Leaning back into your throne, you thought over Anon's request. "Hmm... Will we be rutting until completion or do you mean for us to go on until court is finished?"

"Until court is finished or you can't take it anymore," Anon said.

Ohohohoho! Until YOU couldn't take it anymore he says!

"And how do you expect to go on that entire time?” you asked. “I'm here for four hours after all, and potions and magic would be cheating in this little "bet", would it not?"

"No magic, no potions. Just you, me, and Anon Jr. duking it out until the little guy’s down for the count,” Anon said, placing a hand on his heart.

Another chuckle escaped you, and you looked into Anon's eyes to see if he was actually serious. To your surprise, you saw complete sincerity.

He actually wanted to do this. To win your heart and be your prince.

A very small, but very genuine smile wormed its way into your face. All of… this was oddly endearing.

"What do you think, Raven? Should I consider Anon's proposition?"

"As long as he doesn't make a fool of himself during court I don't see why not, your highness," your assistant said with a shrug. She then shot Anon a glare. "But if you cause a ruckus I'll toss your big flank out the door myself!"

Anon chuckled before looking up at you with hopeful eyes. "So whatcha say, Celestia? You willing to take that bet?"

That WAS the question wasn't it?

You let out a thoughtful hum, tapping your chin with a hoof.

"I'm going to have to focus most of my energies on my subjects, so you'll have to do most of the work, Anonymous," you said, leaning back into your throne.

"That's fine, but you're gonna have a hard time concentrating on anything by the time I'm done with you," Anon replied.

You let out another pearl of laughter. If anything his gungho attitude with all of this was going to make it worthwhile.

"Very well then. I'm yours for the entirety of the Day Court."

As Anon let out a cheer, bumping a fist into the air, you turned back toward one of your guards. "Private, can you be a dear and call for ponies to come in?”

"Yes your highness," your guard said with a bow, trotting out of the throne room and into the hallway.

With that settled, you looked back over at Anon. The human was already out of his pants and shoes. Neatly folding the pants, he took them and his shoes and placed them behind your throne. He then pulled off his silly smiley face boxers, revealing his slowly hardening, sheathless cock.

You took a moment to look over the thing, letting out a whistle. "My goodness, it really matches your stature, doesn't it?"

Anon, folding his boxers and tossing them on top of his pants, looked up at you. "Could you get up for a sec?" he asked, climbing up your throne.

You did as he asked, quietly watching him as your subjects began to trickle in. With a grunt, Anon sat down and leaned back into your throne. Making himself comfortable, he then looked over at you and patted his lap.

"Come on. It's the best seat in the house."

You snorted, booping his nose. "The silliest seat in the house perhaps."

Still though, you sat yourself down in Anon's lap. The moment your rump touched his legs the human leaned forward, wrapping his arms around you, holding you close. He buried his face into your shoulder, inhaling deeply. You ruffled your feathers, pressing your back against his chest.

To your pleasant surprise, the human's lap was actually quite comfortable. You also rather enjoyed the feeling of his arms wrapped around you. Usually you were the one that had to hold your partner, what with your size and all. As much as you would have liked to close your eyes and enjoy the feeling of being held, duty called.

"You may begin whenever you're ready, Anon," you said, your voice barely above a whisper.

Anon let out a sigh, rubbing his cheek against your neck. "Alright, give me a minute. I wanna enjoy this."

One of your guards stepped in front of your throne, slamming the butt of his spear against the marble floor. "The Day Court shall begin. May the first parton please step forward!"

A young earth pony mare trotted forward, an Apple by the look of her.

"Mornin', yer highness," she said with a bow.

"Good morning to you as well, my little pony," you warmly replied.

The mare shifted in place, eyeing Anon as he ran his hands up and down your belly.

"Pay no attention to Anonymous here. He and I are having ourselves a little wager. I would ask the same for the rest of you, if you’d indulge me," you told both the mare and the crowd. "Now please, tell me whatever was troubling you."

The mare looked at Anon for a moment longer before looking back toward you. "If ya say so, yer highness. Now, I gotta problem with a neighbor o' mine. The old cuss..."

Anon's hands dug into the your coat, parting your fur. He pressed his lips against the back of your neck, humming as he did so. You could feel his cock slowly stiffening on your inner thigh, growing longer and thicker with each passing moment.

Though you didn't look down at it, Anon's stallionhood must have been something to behold because you could see the Apple mare eyeing it as she told you about some land troubles she was having with her neighbor. Anon continued touching you while nipping at and kissing your coat until he was completely hard. It was only when he was throbbing against you, a bead of pre trailing down his length, did his hands behind to wander downward.

Though you paid attention to the young filly in front of you, you couldn’t help but take a deep breath, taking in Anon's scent. It was the scent of a stallion, slightly musky, strong, and potent. But there was something else. Something that made your heartbeat pick up and made you take an eve deeper breath.

Hmm. Were those pheromones you smelled?

"I'm gonna start now, Princess," he murmured, pressing his face against the space between your wings and rubbing his nose back and forth.

A bolt of pleasure raced up the length of your spine. You shivered, ruffling your feathers.

He was going for the back muscles? Sneaky devil...

"Very well, Anon. Proceed," you murmured back.

Growling into your coat, the human placed his hands on your rump and gave it a squeeze. You pressed yourself back against the human, lifting your hips so—

"So whatcha think, Princess?"

Blinking, you looked down at the Apple mare.

Oh goodness. You hadn't heard the tail end of what she had said...

Another bolt of pleasure washed over you as Anon began gently biting one of your flight muscles. Your marehood clenched, sending a spurt of cum out of your cunny to coat his manhood.

Giving your head a shake to help you focus, you cleared your throat and gave the filly your best smile. "Yes, well, my little pony. Since the tree is hanging over your fence you have every right to cut it back so that it isn't on your property, but I'm sure you and Mrs. Lemon could find—"

Anon lifted his hips a bit. You gasped as you felt his fat, mushroom-like head sliding up the length of your slit.

"—a solution that you’d both be happy with. The two of you are n-neighbors; you should treat each other with respect, not contempt and unnecessary anger ."

The Apple mare let out a thoughtful hum as Anon continued to grind his maleness against you, coating his length with your juices.

"Ya know what? Ah’ think yer right, princess. Ah’ should go an' talk with ‘em."

Anon's fingers fingers dig into your rump as he slowly, carefully, began to lift you into the air, positioning you over his throbbing stallionhood. The tip of your horn glowed, grabbing his cock and holding it for optimal penetration.

"I'm very glad you think so, my little pony. If you were to still have issues, feel free to—O-Oh~!"

You twitched as you felt Anon's cockhead press against your folds. The human grunted, biting your shoulder none too gently. Your marehood gave some slightly resistance, but soon you felt his tip slip into you.

"Oh m-my..."

You bit your lip, your wings tapping against Anon's arms as they tried to flap. He pushed you down another inch, forcing your marehood to stretch to accommodate his cock.

Oh goodness. It had been quite a while, hadn't it...?

Anon let out a groan, rubbing his face against your back, pushing you down so that your cunt swallowed inch after inch of him. You tried to focus back on the Apple mare standing there looking at you expectantly.

"F-Feel free t-to come back a-any... time and I'd be h-happy to—O-Oh~!"

Your back legs twitched as a bolt of pleasure exploded from your marehood. Your breathing hitched, your eyes rolling.

"O-Oh..."

Your back side clenched and wiggled, trying to force Anon to hilt faster. But he held you tightly, content to move at his own pace.

"I'd b-be happy... be h-happy to...do all t-that I can t-to... help w-with this—"

You tensed, tail swishing back and forth as Anon throbbed inside of you. You could feel a spurt of cum erupting from the human's tip. Your marehood was quick to tense, trying to milk him for more.

"—With this... matter..."

"Thank ya kindly, princess," the Apple mare said with a bow, letting her gaze wander down to your marehood before she shook her head, muttered something to herself, and turned around.

"W-Would the n-next... patron p-plea—" The air left your lungs as Anon pushed you down those last few inches, setting you back into his lap. "Heeeeeee...~"

You grabbed at empty air as another bolt of unexpected pleasure overwhelmed you. Your cunt tried to milk the cock buried oh so deeply inside of you, but no cum came from the human.

It had been FAR longer than you thought it seemed. You couldn’t recall the last time you had cum this quickly, if at all.

Anon's hands left your from to wrap once again around your belly, holding you as you rode out your orgasm, nuzzling and kissing your back, neck, and shoulders. When the pleasure eventually subsided, leaving you sweaty and more than a little breathless.

"E-Excuse me... my little... ponies," you said, licking your lips. "I had... thought Anonymous here... would be a bit... easier to... ignore."

"Are you doing alright, Celestia?" Anon quietly asked, sounding a bit breathless himself. "I'm not hurting you or anything?"

You let out a quiet groan, grinding your hips against his lap. "Is it... is it all the way in?" you asked, not daring to look down.

"It is," he replied.

Good. You wouldn't be able to take an inch more. Sweet Sun above did you feel full.

Taking a few deep breaths, you looked out at the crowds of awaiting ponies. "Would t-the next p-patron please s-step forward?"

An elderly donkey stepped forward and bowed.

"I'm going to start... thrusting now, Celestia," Anon murmured in your ear.

You bit back a groan, looking up at the ceiling. "Go r-right ahead... my little h-human..." you whispered back.

Anon replied with a kiss to the back of your neck. Your marehood clenched, sending a spurt of your cum onto your throne.

"N-Now my subject... please tell m-me what's bothering you..."

"Good morning, your highness," the donkey said, tipping his hat. "My name is Silver Slipper, and I was hoping that you'd be able to help me out."

Still holding onto you tightly, Anon began to pull himself out of you.

"It's v-very nice... very n-nice to meet you, my l-little jack."

You paused, squirming in Anon's lap. Your marehood tried to force the human's length back inside of you, but his strength was unyielding.

"Now, w-what seems to... to b-be the problem?"

Your ears perked up, then flattened against your skull. You could see the donkey's lips moving, but you couldn't hear a word that he said. Your entire focus was what was going on between your legs.

Anon had pulled half of his length out of you. Because of the position that the two of you were in, he couldn't pull out any further without lifting you back up. So, instead, he thrust.

You tried to hold back your groan, but failed miserably. "A-Aha~"

The human throbbed inside of you, coating more of your insides with more of his pre. "Fuuuuuuuuuck," he hissed, his grip around you tightening. "Fuck..."

When he was hilted once more he sat stayed where he was. This allowed you to catch your breath and listen to what the kind old donkey in front of you was saying.

"—And I told that darned colt to stop messing up my lawn but—"

And he was moving again, stealing your breath and your senses. Every so slowly he moved, allowing you to feel every vein, every twitch, every spurt of precum. But then he began quickening his pace. Your wings flapped and your lower body tensed.

Another orgasm was already welling up inside of you, just as strong as the last. Inhaling, you took in the scent of sex, sweat, and human.

"Hmmmm~"

That wonderful heat exploded upward. Your back arched and a curse escaped your lips. Your marehood clenched and spasmed, milking the length buried deep inside of you as you soaked the seat of your throne. And still Anon was not done.

He had given you no seed, was not softening inside of you. You could feel his teeth nibbling and biting along your back, sending little sparks of pleasure down your spine and elongating your orgasm.

"Stars above... H-Harder..." you murmured.

The donkey went about his merry way and was replaced by a unicorn mare, Lady High Horse if you remembered correctly.

"The grant you gave the Choir of the Sun simply isn't enough, your highness! Why, just the other day we—"

As she spoke Anon began to move even faster. The sounds of your wet rump slapping against his soaked lap echoed throughout the throne room.

Another orgasm rocked through you, causing you to cross your legs. Anon reached down with a hand and forced them back open. He wanted everypony in attendance to see. Wanted everypony to witness as you came around his cock.

"B-Buck..."

His thrusts grew more forceful, bouncing you up and down his length, sending your mane flying in all directions.

"—Your highness? Are you even listening? This is a very important—"

One of his hands reached down to play with your teats, tugging on them and rolling the sensitive nubs between his fingers. You hissed, trying to bend forward, but he clamped down on your shoulder, forcing you back against him. The sudden movement caused your crown to fall from your head. Raven dove forward to grab it, saying something to you, but you barely heard it.

A part of you wanted to question just how this stallion was going this long. No creature that you had taken to bed had been able to leave you in such a state, make you feel this way. But another part of you didn't care.

You rather enjoyed feeling his arms pinning you against him possessively. You liked to hear his ragged breathing. But most of all, you becoming very fond him being inside of you. The feeling of his mushroom-like head tickling your deepest depths was nothing short of enlightening, as the was feeling of his thick shaft forcing your inner walls to make way.

"F-Faster... R-Ruin me..." you moaned, so that only he could hear.

You managed to utter a few words to the noblemare as another orgasm turned your brain to mush. For the life of you, you couldn’t remember what you did, but it seemed to placate her.

Another pony took her place; minstrel by the look of him. "Greetings your highness, he said, bowing. “I bring greetings from Lord Fancy Pants, who hopes that he is—"

"BUCK!"

"—in your thoughts and heart. He humbly begs that you'd come to his mansion this evening—"

"Y-YES! JUST L-LIKE THAT! I'M GOING TO—A-AH~!"

"—so that he may sup with you and speak on the finer things, which as love and romance. Now, if it would please her grace I'd like to sing her a song—"

"CUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGG!"

"Ahem. There once was a filly from Millsberry Hollow. She couldn't carry a tune but boy could she swallow..."

Anon growled. His cock throbbed as you grinded yourself against his lap. You could feel that fat tip of his growing larger. He was also twitching sporadically now. He was going to cum soon. Fill you to the brim. No doubt impregnate you if you had been in heat.

The small part of you that could still rationally thing pondered if Anonymous could put a foal in you.

"BUUUUUUCK~!"

You couldn’t see why not. A stallion as large as him was no doubt virile enough to fill this entire castle with little ones. Create a whole new line of nobility if he wished. And even if he couldn't, you were positive that magic would find a way.

"Princess... I'm gonna cum soon," Anon whispered in your ear. "Where do you want it?"

Pawing at the air as yet another orgasm made you see stars, you reached down and grabbed one of the human's hands.

"INSIDE!" you screamed, sliding it up to your belly and holding it there. "BY THE SUN AND STARS, INSIDE!"

Groaning, Anonymous jerkily thrusted a few more times before slamming you down to the hilt and holding you there. You let out a happy groan as you felt the first spurt of cum firing inside of you. Your tail snaked down, wrapping around his middle so that there was no possibility of him throwing you off.

You wanted all of it ALL of it...

"YES!" you moaned, feeling another orgasm tearing through you as he began to fill you to the brim. "Y-YES!"

You had absolutely no idea how long Anon came. You only knew that, when you finally came to, your throne and your lower body were covered in thick, white cum.

You looked down at yourself, then up at the minstrel, who was looking at you with a smug smile on his face.

"So should I send word to Lord Fancy that you'll be supping with him this evening?" he asked.

Panting like you had just run to Yakyakistan and back, you opened your mouth to reply, only to close it. Anon grinded himself, making your eyes cross.

"I..."

Your marehood clenched as he fired one last volley inside of you.

"I... Please t-tell Fancy... t-that I must decline..."

Anon's stallionhood slowly began to soften . This allowed you to slowly, carefully lift yourself off of him with a wet plop. His cum tried to follow, but you quickly contracted your vaginal muscles, keeping it in place. You liked all of that where it was, thank you very much.

Climbing onto shaky legs, you looked over your shoulder to see Anon, though no longer hard and panting, still looked as eager as when you had sat in his lap. It would no doubt take a few minutes, but you were positive that he'd be hard again in no time.

Licking your lips, the tip of your horn glowed. You grabbed the human with your magic and carefully settled him on your back, climbing down your throne.

Raven, your crown still in her hooves, suddenly appeared in front of you. "Princess, where do you think you're going?! You still need to—"

With another spell, you lifted your crown from her hooves and sat it on her head. You then picked her up and sat her down onto your cum-soaked throne.
"Raven... I task you with... overseeing the Day Court for... the rest of the morning..." you told the mare breathlessly.

A shiver ran down your spine when you felt Anon grab your mane and give it a tug. Already you could feel him hardening against you. Your marehood clenched, sending a spurt to the stallion's cum onto the floor

You already wanted him back inside of you where he belonged, thrusting away until you were nothing more than a shimmering, pleasure-filled mess. And he was going to be in you. Again and again for a few long time.

Magic would keep him young and strong and hard. And he’d be yours. Your big, strong prince.

You looked back at your throne, wondering if it wouldn’t be a bad idea to let Anon take you a few more times on your throne, to say that you hadn’t been so easily broken if nothing, but you quickly discarded the idea.

No…

You wanted to focus your full attention on this stallion. Soon to be YOUR stallion, if you had a say..

"Anonymous and I... still have a bet... to see through and... I'd like to... finish it in the... bedroom. Have a... wonderful day... my little... ponies..."

With that, you began to make your way to the door. The crowds of ponies parted way for you, their marehoods winking and their stallionhoods slapping against their bellies.

Hmm...

You wonder if Anon would take you to Donut Joe's for your date…?

Stress Relief

Author's Note

Contains: Bonbon, Nurse Redheart, Casual Sex, Inappropriate Conduct in Public, Lewd Belly-to-Belly Action, Among Other Things

Stress Relief

Be Bonbon

It had been a very long, hard week. Candy apple season was in full swing, and lately the Apples had been busting your flank with their price gouging. Twice you had to go all the way up to Sweet Apple Acres to have a screaming match with that pain in the flank Applejack. Your chocolate making machine had been also giving you more trouble than you would have liked.

But it was your day off today. You didn't have to worry about any of that horse dung. Today you could just sit back, relax, and enjoy yourself with a friend or two.

Your old battle buddy Redheart had been nice enough to invite you to go to SugarCube Corner for some gal talk and food. You, wanting to get out of the house, had readily accepted. So there the two of you were, sitting out on the bakery's outdoor patio, sweets and glasses of Mrs. Cake's world famous sweet tea in hoof while you indulged in your favorite hobby.

Complaining.

"—I get that Applejack needs to make a profit too, but I've been buying bucking apples from them for years, and a lot of them too! The least they could do is knock a couple bits off each dozen!"

"Maybe they raised their prices because of that new property tax Mayor Mare is trying to push through city council?"

"Pffff. That's not gonna get passed."

Redheart shrugged. "I wouldn't be so sure of that," she said. "That mare can talk a pony out of their cutiemark if they aren’t paying attention."

You snorted, taking a big gulp of your tea. "And so what if it does? I'm gonna get hit with the same tax if the stupid thing passes, and you don't see me jacking up my prices!"

"That's because you already charge too much," Red muttered before biting into her donut.

You frowned. That frown deepened when you saw the earth pony's mouth twitch.

"My prices are the best in town."

"You're the only pony in this town that sells candies."

A small, knowing began to worm its way onto Red's face. A smile that you were intimately familiar with.

She used to do this all of the time when she was in the agency with you, and it drove you just as nuts back then as it did now. Though your frown deepened, you couldn't help but feel a bit of amusement welling up inside you.

Those were better times...

The pay might have been shit, and the hours might have been horrible, but at least you got to vent your frustrations by beating the tar out of monsters.

It was a shame that you couldn’t do the same now. If you could cold-cock an uppity customer and get away with it you'd be a much happier mare.

Red let out a chuckle. "You know I'm teasing, Bonnie," she said, leaning over to boop you.

You made a rude gesture with a hoof, which had her laughing.

"You really need to lighten up mare."

"I do not," you grunted. "Everypony else needs to stop being a featherhead."

"You're just wound up too tight," your friend replied. "Here we are trying to relax and the second we sat down you've been talking about work."

"Venting. I've been venting about work," you corrected.

"The point of coming here was to FORGET about work, silly," Red said.

Her eyes flicked away from your face and over your shoulder. The smile on her face became mischievous.

Shit... You knew that smile.

Without thinking, you sniffed the air. Immediately, a foreign yet very familiar scent invaded your nostrils. It was strong, rich, heady. The scent of a stallion, but far more intense, and with a mix of something else you couldn’t quite identify.

You huffed as someone shuffled behind you. Red let out another laugh, resting her head on a hoof and leaning forward.

"Afternoon, Anon!"

Slowly looking over your shoulder, you saw that big, dumb green alien in all of his glory.

"Hey Nurse Redheart, hiya Bonbon," he said with a nod, a STUPID smile on his face. "How are you two doing today?"

"Bonnie here is being a grump as usual," Red said, waving a hoof in your general direction.

"I am not. I'm VENTING, you fence-biter," you retorted, taking a bite out of your donut as your eyes narrowed at the human. "And what the hay are YOU doing here?"

"What? Can't I come over and say hello to two of the prettiest ponies in Equestria," Anon said defensively.

Redheart let out an "aw", but you were better than that.

"You never come over to just say hello."

Anon took another step toward you. Once again, your nostrils flared.

Redheart, giving you a look, patted the chair next to her. "Why don't you take a seat, Anon? Come on, I'll give you half of my donut."

"I already ate, but I'll take a seat," that green dummy said, pulling out the chair and sitting down. "I've been running around town all day and could get off my feet for a minute or two."

Red grinned. "Looking for “company”, huh? Maybe some of the candy mare variety?" she teased, somehow dodging your kick from under the table.

A blush came onto Anon's face. "Um... well, I heard that Bonnie was having a bit of a week so I decided to come over and see if there was anything I could do about it."

You guffawed. Yeah-bucking-right.

You opened your mouth to call him out on his obvious lie, but Red was too fast.

"That's very sweet of you, Anon," she said, easily dodging another one of your kicks. "And you know what? I bet Bonnie could use some "relief"”

"I do not! I just—"

"Don't you listen to her. She can be grumpy all she wants, but everypony here, myself included, knows that she needs a good, hard rut."

You stiffened. You took a deep breath, ready to let Redheart have it, when something caught your eye. Looking over at it, you saw that it was a group of ponies sitting at the table next to yours. Each and everyone of them was looking at Redheart, nodding in agreement. Letting your gaze wander a bit more, you saw that half the ponies sitting at the patio were nodding as well.

"Yeah, that filly looks like she needs a good lay..."

"It's not healthy to look that upset. She's going to give herself crow's feet..."

"That's really nice of that young stallion to offer to help. He's a real gentlecolt..."

A part of you wanted to slam a hoof on the table. Make a scene. Maybe kick a small foal through a window. But instead you just sighed.

"Fine. Get those pants of yours off and get behind me."

Anon perked up. "Are you sure? We could just—"

"Naha. Just get over here and hurry up," you said, wiggling back into your seat so that your flank was sticking out. “You’re gonna be walking around like a sad puppy for the rest of the day if I don’t.”

You shook your head as Anon leapt to his feet, a great big smile on his face.

You swear. This stallion was the randiest corndog you knew. He could fuck his way through half the town and he’s still coming over to you hard as a rock.

Redheart took a sip of her tea, trying very hard to hide her smile behind her cup. You glared at her as Anon took his pants off, neatly folding them and putting them on the table.

"What?"

"Nothing... Nothing."

Red's gaze flicked over to Anon as he pulled off his underpants, an appreciative spark coming to her eyes. "I didn't say a thing...."

Setting his underwear down on top of his pants, Anon walked around your backside and knelt down. Any other stallion would have just grabbed you by your mane, mounted, and started fucking you, but this dummy had to putz around.

He placed his hands on your sides, leaning forward to kiss you in the middle of the shoulderblades. He then began to caress you with this weird spindly fingers, tracing them up and down your body. You didn't even acknowledge his nonsense with a grunt, taking another bite out of your donut.
"He's NOT gonna make me do anything today," you grumbled, your tail flicking as you felt the human's lips upon your coat once again. "He's going to rut me, cum, and then we'll be able to get back to enjoying our lunch. You got that, Red?"

"I didn’t say a word."

"You thought it," you replied, puffing up. "And I'm telling you that we're gonna ignore him."

Anon, lost in his own little world, slowly made his way down your body. His kisses went lower until he reached your tail dock. His hands made their way down to your flanks.

Snatching up your tea, you attempted to take a drink. Before you could, however, that dumb human started kneading your rump. A shiver ran up the length of your spine when you felt him nibbling at the flesh above your dock. Despite yourself, you couldn't help but let out a groan.

Buck...

"Shut up! D-Don't you say anything!"

Redheart said nothing, though she looked like she was trying really hard not to laugh. You wiggled in your seat, taking a deep breath.

Not this time.You're going to ignore him this time.

If you don't make a peep he'll get bored of you and go rut some other mare silly from now on. Just keep bitching about the Apples. It'll keep your mind off of it.

"I was saying about how its horse apples that she's raising her prices before that tax is even passed! It's the beginning of apple season, too; those things should be the cheapest right now!"

"Maybe there's another reason why she's raising her prices. Maybe the weather team's charging her more for water?"

"Rainbow Dash is that mare's best friend. There's no way in Tartarus that—"

Anon's nibbles left your dock and made their way down your flank. Your tail, the traitor, was already flagging high, giving him easy access to everything underneath it. That still didn't stop the dumb ape from spreading your cheeks apart, showing the entire world your bits.

Your nose scrunched up, but other than that you were a wall.

"—that she's paying more for water. In fact, I'd bet you a bag of bits that she pays a heck of a lot less than the other farmers around here!"
Anon's nibbles became kisses as he made his way down to your marehood. Giving it a kiss, he began lapping at it like it was his favorite flavor of ice cream. Your leg twitched, causing you to kick the table.

"You alright there, Bonnie?" Red asked

"I'm fine," you said with a nod. "I'm fine. Now tell me what's going on at the hospital. Is Dr. Horseshoes still being a donkey?"

"That's racist," A mare at the table in front of yours said.

"Shut it," you snapped, giving her a glare before looking back at your friend.

Red giggled, taking another sip of her tea as Anon's tongue slipped through your folds. "Oh, you know how the hospital is. If somepony isn't ruffling somepony else's feathers there's a patient acting like a broken leg is the end of the world."

"Did Coldheart report the old curd licker t-then?"

"I honestly have no idea. She might have though since he's been on his best behavior lately."

Though Anon's tongue was a little thing, he had done this more than enough times to know the spots that really got you worked up. You could feel yourself getting wetter. Your back legs twitched from the annoyingly pleasureable tongue work.

"Well g-good. Somepony needed to knock that jerk down a peg—"

Anon's tongue dragged against a very sensitive spot inside of you. You gasped, tensing when you felt yourself wink.

"—i-if he kept up with his horse apples, somepony w-was going to get hurt."

"The other girls and I wouldn't let anything happen to our patients. ignorant doctors or not."

Red poked her head underneath the table. "You know... I've always wondered why he enjoys giving you oral so much."

"Just ignore him," you said, gritting your teeth.

You winked again, coating Anon's face with more of your cum. The human let out a quiet groan, his fingers digging into your flanks.

"It actually makes me a little jealous," Red continued, a small frown on her face. “You usually have to beg for oral from a stallion, and here Anon’s just going to town.”

"It's probably a human thing," one of the mares sitting next to you said. “I saw him doing the same to Lily the other day. He must have been between that filly’s legs for ten minutes. I’m pretty sure he had to carry her home after it was over.”

"It must be NICE to have such an attentive stallion," another mare said, giving her husband a meaningful look.

The husband, of course, ignored it, keeping his muzzle buried in his newspaper.

Redheart sighed. "Anon, sweetie, you may want to go ahead and mount Bonnie. If you keep that up she's going to cum."

"I am NOT," you hissed. "Now will you just ignore him and—"

Your eyes crossed as you felt Anon's lips wrap around your clit, lightly sucking on it.

"—buuuuuuucccccccckkkkkkkk."

Your hips bucked, nearly knocking you out of your seat. You almost groaned, but at the last moment you managed to hold it in by biting your lip. The heat building up in your loins exploded throughout your body, and before you knew it you were cumming.

Hard.

"Just... ignore him... and talk... about work... Celestia... dammit."

Anon's little tongue continued to lap and suck even as you coated his face and chest with your cum.. You squirmed at the extra stimulation, propping yourself up on the table with your hooves to keep yourself upright.

"Well, there's one," somepony commented behind you.

You ignored them, staring at Red with perhaps a bit more intensity than you should have. She just smiled back.

"Did I tell you that I saw Junebug in the hospital the other day?"

"N-No... you didn't..."

"Really? I thought I told you when I was at your shop yesterday."

Your back legs crossed as Red frowned. She started off into the distance for a moment before shaking her head.

"Anyway, I was on my break when I saw her in the main lobby waiting room. I went over and we started taking."

"Is she... alright?"

"Oh she's fine, she's fine. Right when my break was over I took a minute or two to examine her myself. She came in for a stomach ache, so I had the doctor give her some antacids. She was right as rain after that."

When your orgasm finally ceased Anon planted one last kiss on your cunny before standing up.

Red's gaze flicked up to him. "You enjoy yourself there, hon?" she asked.

"I did," Anon replied with a nod, cleaning his face as best as he could. He then leaned forward, planting a kiss on your shoulder. "She's as sweet as ever."

"You wouldn't know that by looking at her," Red said, giving you a wink.

Feeling a bit of drool working its way down your jaw, you wiped it away.

Bucking Anon...

Bucking Redheart...

Your nostrils flared, taking in the scent of your cum mixed with the human's stink. For a second, your endorphin-drowned brain couldn’t help but savor it.

"I'm gonna go ahead and put it in now, Bonnie," he said, whispering in your ear.

"A-About time," you grunted, lifting your rump up just a hair to give him better access. "Now hurry u-up. I ain't got all day."

You motioned for Red to continue talking. She chuckled to herself, seemingly amused by your indomitable will.

"And did you hear that Thunderlane got himself a marefriend?"

"Yeah," you said, grabbing your tea and taking a shaky sip. "I heard t-that it was some m-mare from out o-of town."

Anon nuzzled the nape of your neck, wrapping his arms around your middle. You could feel his cock, hard and throbbing, slowly slip along the crack of your ass, leaving a trail of precum.

Just ignore him. Ignore him. He won't make you cum that hard again.

"I heard that too," Red said, finishing off her last bit of donut. "Rumble was running around telling everypony."

"Remind me to send him a bag of c-caramels to congrat—"

Your eyes widened as Anon's cockhead pressed up against your slit. Anon, letting out a sigh, slowly thrust forward.

"—c-congratulations and..."

You trailed off as his length slid into you inch by inch. As wet as you were, there was no discomfort or friction. But, unfortunately, there was pleasure. A lot of it.

Your marehood clenched around the human's girth, trying to force more of it inside of you. "...A-And..."

"And what, Bonnie?" Red asked, reaching over the table and snatching your half-eaten donut.

You nearly buckled as Anon continued to push forward.

This wasn't the first time you had taken the dummy's dick. This wasn't even the tenth time. But no matter how many times he fucked you he still felt huge. Which, of course, made it very difficult to ignore him.

Stupid giant ape thing...

You opened your mouth, trying to answer your friend's question, but no noise came out.

Red's smile widened as she took a big bite out of your donut. "Everything alright there, Bonnie?"

Your back arched as the human's cock rubbed against a very sensitive spot inside of you.

Buckingbuckingbuckingbuckingbucking!

Beawallbeawallbeawall!

Seeing that you were preoccupied, Redheart, instead, looked back up at Anon. "So, how's it going, Anon?"

"It's going... good," he replied, his fingers digging into the fur on your belly as he pushed another inch of himself inside of you. "Got a... a new job... down at the Quill... and Sofa shop."

"You're not working with the flower sisters anymore? How come?"

"The girls... had to let me go... the shop hasn't been... doing very well the... last couple of months."

Anon gave the back of your head a kiss. You winked around his member, shutting your eyes. You already felt so full, but he was still pushing more inside of you. If the bucker kept it up you’d be sucking on his bucking tip.

Letting out the quietest of whines, you pushed your rump backwards, trying to force him to hilt quicker.

The beginning was always the worst part. The second that he was all the way inside of you you'd be able to relax. THEN you could ignore him. And you WOULD bucking ignore him!

"Really?" Red said, sipping on her tea as you slowly pressed your cheek against the table.

"Yeah. They're not... doing that bad but... they really couldn't afford to... keep me around. There's no hard... feelings though. I understood... why they had... to do it and... the sofa place... pays better."

Anon's cock throbbed, sending a spurt of pre firing inside of you. The dummy had been no doubt saving up for days just so that he'd really make a mess of you. He probably wanted to knock you up or something...

"Bucking.... buuuuuuck..."

Redheart's gaze flicked back down at you. "I think she's gonna cum again, Anon."

Anon grunted, letting his hands wander down to your hips. "Yeah she... usually does after I get all... the way inside of her."

You do not! That's a bucking lie!

You opened your mouth to say so, but unfortunately it came out as a long, loud moan.

Red reached over the table and booped you. "So she's squeezing you hard then?" she asked, as you attempted to weakly bat her hoof away.

"Yeah... a lot of you earth ponies... really like to squeeze a guy," he said, giving your rump a light smack.

Your body spasmed from the blow, and it took all that you had not to whinney like some some filly in her first heat.

"Yep! We're usually the tightest too."

”You’re not… wrong.”

Leaning forward, Anon gave the back of your neck a kiss. He then nuzzled himself along your shoulder.

"You okay?"

You opened your mouth to cuss him out. "Yessssss...."

Anon chuckled in your ear, planting a kiss on your neck.

Your lower body twitched. You were almost filled to the brim. Just a little more and that cockhead of his would be poking your deepest depths. The warmth in your loins began to build up for a second time.

"You know Anon. I'm sure Bonbon could use somepony to help her at the shop," Red said, wiping her muzzle with a napkin. She's been telling me that she's been looking for a big, strong stallion to help her pull the taffy. It's that right, Bonnie?"

You did NOT say that! You just said you needed somepony to watch the counter!

"I-I—"

Your breathing hitched in your throat as Anon's hips finally touched your rump. Your eyes shot open, and biting your lip as hard as you could you came again.

"There's number two..." a stallion at one of the tables mused.

Anon, meanwhile, held you tightly as you rode out another hard orgasm, grinding his hips to make you squirm just that bit harder. If it weren't for another kiss, on the cheek this time, you might have thought he was lording your orgasms over you. He probably still was, the dick.

Still though, you couldn't help but feel the tiniest bit smug when you heard him groan in your ear.

"I think—fucking! I don't think I'm really... qualified for... making—fuck! candy," he said.

"Oh, it's easy," Red said with a wave. "And I'm sure Bonbon would love to teach her FAVORITE stallion~"

If you could have, you might have snarled.

Anon, holding onto your hips with a little more, force, began to pull out of you. Your marehood, still tensing and flexing, trying to force him all the way back in. He grunted, his hips jerking forward so that he hilted you fully. Another spurt of precum was fired into your depths as he let out a growl.

"Sweet God above do you feel amazing, Bonnie," he said.

"S-Shu... Shut... u-up," you said.

He tried to pull out of you again but your rump followed him.

"A-And... I am... l-looking for... somepony t-to help in... the shop..."

Anon had to fight hard, but he eventually managed to pull out until just his tip was inside of you. You let out a frustrated moan, not at all happy about no longer being full.

Kissing you, the big, dumb, hard, warm, nice smelling human pushed himself into you again. He tried to take his time, but you were impatient, shoving your rump backward hilt him in one go.

Anon gritted his teeth.

Yeah. How do YOU bucking like it...

"I-I might... not pay... better than... the s-sofa shop… but it's c-closer to... your house."

"See?" Redheart said, leaning back into her chair. "Why don't you come go down to her shop tomorrow? Make a couple of candies, see how you like it?"

Anon began to pick up the pace, pistoning in and out of you. A third orgasm crashed through you.

"A-Aha~!"

The human continued thrusting into you, snorting like a randy stallion.

Red looked around the patio to see everypony watching you intently. "If you're lucky, you might bring in some customers by rutting near the windows."

The wet, meaty sounds of your rump slapping the human's hips began to ring out. You mane was bouncing with each thrust. The table creaked, and each time he hilted you saw stars.

By now a colt would have cum his brains out, but this dummy kept going. You came for a fourth time, then a fifth. You weathered each as best as you could, though, to your shame, you may have let out a moan once or twice.

The smell of sweat and sex was still in the air. At the table next to you, a stallion mounted his mare and began rutting her almost as hard as Anon was rutting you. By your eight orgasm however, the two had long finished and sat down.

If only you were so lucky...

"Just... cum... a-already?" you demanded, not bothering to wipe the drool from your face.

"Can... Can I put you on... your back?" Anon asked.

Another weird quirk of the apeman. He couldn’t just rut you, he needed to look you in the eyes while he did it.

Your eyes crossed as you soaked his groin with your cum for a ninth time. "Y-Yes~!"

Before you could blink, Anon lifted you bodily into the air, spun you around, and put you on the table. You bit your lip hard, your back legs wrapping around his hips.

...To keep him from making a mess of course.

He was already twitching like crazy.That meant he was going to cum soon.And you didn't want to make any more of a mess.

Anon smiled . Leaning down, he wrapped his arms around your neck and went for a kiss. Knowing that it'd make him finish faster, you eagerly returned it, trying your hardest to milk him for all that he was worth. He whimpered into your mouth, his thrusts becoming jerkier.

Almost there. Just a little more...

You broke the kiss, pressing your forehead against his. "C-Come on. Cum... already," you said, looking into his eyes. "Just... fill me u-up!"

Grunting one last time, Anon hilted, his body tensing. The first spurt of his cum fired against the deepest part of you, making you hiss.

Like you had thought, the dummy had been saving up. His load was thick, and there was a LOT of it.And there was just as much for the second load, and the third, and the fourth.

"Yesssssss..." you hissed, tightening your grip on him so he didn't move while your cunt milked him.

Bucking finally.Hopefully he wouldn't get hard again. Otherwise you'd be here all day...

Redheart let out a whistle when Anon finally went limp on top of you "Ten in a row? I think that’s a new record, Anon," she chirped.

Anon let out a hum, nuzzling your chest "You were fucking awesome," he mumbled closing his eyes. “Like always.”

Sighing, you wrapped your hooves around his stupid neck and gave him a nuzzle. You MAY have also mumbled something back. Something appreciative.

Anon might have interrupted your venting session with Redheart, but you did… kinda feel a little better. Not that you’d ever admit that.

All around you, ponies "awed".

"You know, that's how your dad and I got together."

"Ew! Gross mom!"

Finishing her tea, Redheart rose from her seat and walked around the table. "Welp, it looks like the two of you made some mess, huh?" she asked, nostrils flaring. "I suppose I should help the two of you clean up huh?"

Grabbing Anon by his middle, she helped the panting human pull out of you, sitting him down onto his chair. You grumbled, feeling all of his warm cum leaking out of you.

Now it was all gonna leak onto the ground…

Licking her lips, Red grabbed you by your grump and scooched you over. "Hold still, Bonnie. I'll get you cleaned up in a jiffy."

She bend down and began cleaning all the mess Anon made with her tongue. You let out a low groan, spreading your legs to give her better access.

Good. Now you might be able to walk away from here without leaking.

You closed your eyes, savoring the feeling of the nurse's skillful tongue as she cleaned your thighs, your rump, and your cunt with soldier-like efficiency. All too soon, she lifted her head away, leaving you panting and sweaty, but relatively cum-free.

"Alright, your turn, Nonny!"

Wait...

Your eyes snapped open."D-Don't..."

Lifting your head up, you saw that you were already too late. Redheart was already eagerly lapping at Anon's slowly wilting cock. Anon groaned, placing a hand on the top of her head.

Kicking your back legs, you tried to roll over. "Red... you stop that... right now!"

Redheart ignored you, letting out a groan as she wrapped her lips around the human's length and began to bob her head.

"Ugl, ugh, gluh, ugl..."

Anon gritted his teeth. "S-Son of a bitch."

With each bob, you could see his dick rising once more until Redheart, who once upon a time was considered the best cocksucker of your organization, was giving her a run for her money. Finally, with a groan that had Anon flinching, she slowly rose all the way off of him, kissing his crown before standing up to her full height.

"There," she said, wiping her mouth with the back of her hoof. "All clean."

You sighed when you saw the look on Anon's face. The exhaustion and contentment was gone. A hunger had replaced it. Red, of course, saw it, looking at the you from the corner of her eye and winking.

Buck.

"You're... helping me this time," you said.

Red giggled, though this time it sounded throaty. "Of course. And when you're rested up you can help me rut his brains out."

Buck it. If the two of you didn’t do it he’d be mounting some other mare in an hour or two anyway.

"Fine..." you grumbled, rolling off of the table. "Now keep sucking his cock. I want to see your throat bulge."

Redheart smiled, giving a now red-faced Anon a few quick strokes with a hoof. "Don't mind if I do~..."

Cafeteria Coupling

Author's Note

Contains: No Hooves, Suitably of Age Teenagers, Casual Sex, Horsepeople With Horse-ish bits, Buttplugs, Demands for Impregnation, Surprise Deepthroats, Dirty Teachers, Among Other Things.

Cafeteria Coupling

—And I swear that soccer ball was on FIRE when I kicked it into the net! You should have seen it! And that wasn't even my best play of the game, before that I—"

Be Anon.

Once upon a time, your life had been beyond wonderful. You lived in a land full of horses, you mooched off a princess, and you spent your day doing whatever the hell you wanted. One day you'd be working in an apple field collecting magical apples, another you'd spend the whole day reading ancient tomes of incredible power. You had seen dragons, gryphons, minotaurs, and everything in between. And you had gotten laid.

A LOT.

You had fucked the princess that you were living with, her fellow princesses, her friends, neighbors, some really cute supermodel that as way into anal and cuddling. One time, you may have even buttfucked a stallion during an impromptu orgy in the middle of town.
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But it had been cool, since you pulled out before you came, since it’s not gay if you don't finish inside.

It had been an amazing, fantastic time; easily the best of your life. A practical paradise on earth. But, unfortunately, all good things must come to an end.

Your housemate/fuck buddy/friend Twilight had said that there was this mirror in the Crystal Empire that lead to a whole other world. A world full of humans.

You, more than a little homesick despite all of the puss you were raking in, had eagerly gone with her to the Empire to see this mirror. After getting a sweet tag-team blowie from Twiggles and one of Princess Cadence’s female guards, you had decided to poke your head through the portal to see if you'd be able to recognize anything. You did not.

And that might have been the end of it except for one very big problem. The mirror didn't seem to take kindly to you poking your head through like that. REALLY didn't take kindly.Unfortunately for you, it had decided to tell you this so just as you were about to pull your head back into Equestria.

One second you were looking out at some park, the next you were splayed out on the ground, your head throbbing and your tailbone bruised.

Apparently this world didn't have a single human in it. Not humans like you knew them anyway. No, instead you found yourself in a world with human-ish versions of every little horse that you knew.

It was Equestria, but not really.

Now, ending up on the other side of this Not-Equestria wasn't all that bad for Twilight. The girl had made it so that she could come and go between worlds as she pleased. She had also said that once or twice a "human" had crossed the mirror without any trouble. But you weren't like them. You were the real deal, an actual homo sapien.

Unlike everyone here, you had absolutely no magic in you, not a drop. Which mean that, for some reason or another, you couldn't cross back into your Equestria. For now anyway.

Twilight was working around the clock to fix the mess you found yourself in. She had also been nice enough to pull a few strings on this side, and because of it you had a place to stay and food to eat.

But there was a price for this security. A heavy, heavy price.

You had to go back for school until Twilight could finish working on her spell. But not just any school. High school.

The place that you hated more than anything as a teenager, you had to re-enroll as a grown ass man. Apparently, along with being trapping you in this weird ass world, the mirror had also gone and made you a couple years younger.

...Somehow

And because of that magical fuckery, you were too young to go out and get a real job, or own a car or a fucking gun. The nice, huge-titted Celestia that had been nice enough to take you in had suggested that you enroll in her school to both keep up appearances and to keep yourself busy. You, of course, had refused, but even here sun-horse could talk a donkey—or in this case suspiciously jewish men and women— out of all of their bits.

So here you found yourself. Back in school. With a backpack and notebooks and homework and everything. And you were not happy. Not even a little bit.

You couldn't help but grumble to yourself, taking a big bite out of your egg-sausage-biscuit thing.

First bell hadn't even rang yet. All of the students were packed in the cafeteria for breakfast. You were trying your best to study for a fucking history test that you needed to take at third period but Rainbow, who was a pain in the ass even here, was doing her best to talk your ear off. Like she always did in the mornings.

"—I'm tellin' you, Anon, that weighted vest training is really paying off!" the rainbow-haired girl said, flexing a bicep. "I was WAY faster last night than I've EVER been!"
"Rainbow, can you shut the fuck up for the next ten minutes please? I'm trying to study for this test," you grumbled, taking another bite out of your sandwich and chewing slowly.

Grimacing at the taste, you picked up your chocolate milk and took a sip of it.

"Pft, come on, it's just history," Rainbow said with a wave. "It's the easiest class in the world!"

You frown as you flipped the page of the little study sheet that you had made yourself. "It might be for YOU, but I have no fucking idea about this world's history.”

Rainbow snorted. "I'm tellin' ya, it's not gonna be hard at all," she told you. "Even if it gives you that much trouble I'll just let you cheat off me, so you’ll be fine.”

"I might be pretty fucking stupid, Dash, but there's no way in hell I'm dumb enough to cheat off your blue ass."

Rainbow bristled. "Whatcha mean? I'm AWESOME at taking tests!"

"Last week you somehow managed to get a negative score on that english essay, " you said, not looking at her.

"So? Mr. Cranky made that thing IMPOSSIBLE!"

"It was three paragraphs about a time from your childhood. Three paragraphs."

"Yeah, impossible!"

You stopped your studying for a moment to just place a hand over your face and sigh. Why did you keep sitting next to this girl every fucking morning?

"Look, do me a favor and just be quiet for a second. Principal Celestia has really been riding my ass about getting my grades up and—"

You jumped when you felt someone pressing themselves against you. Two slender arms wrapped themselves around your chest.

"Hey, stud~" someone said with a girlish giggle. "How's my stallion doing this morning~?"

You frowned, lifting your gaze from your study sheet. Leaning back, you wiggled.
.
Wait a second. You recognize those boobs pressed up against your back...

A sigh escaped you as your assailant gave your earlobe a nibble. "Hey, Sunset."
Looking over your shoulder, you could see the bacon-haired girl in all of her glory. Sunset smiled, giving you a look that would have made Anon Jr. tear through your jeans in arousal had you not been such a cynical and beaten down creature.

Before you could so much as blink, the girl was sitting in your lap with her nose buried in the nape of your neck. You could feel her inhaling deeply, taking in your scent.

Along with being pretty much exact copies of their pony counterparts, a lot of "humans" had more than a few of their quirks. They had no sense of personal space, smells were a pretty big thing, they'd sing at a drop of a hat, along with some... other things.

After you had spent the weekend with Sunset "studying", the ex-villainess had realized that you didn't have some of these... other things, and she had taken a liking to you. The kind of liking that would have made you uncomfortable had she not been a smoking hot girl.

"I didn't see you on the bus," she said, nuzzling your face.
"I wanted to come a little early, so I just got Celestia to take me," you said.

Pressing her chest against yours, Sunset let out a whimper. "It's not fair that she gets to live with you," she said. "She's got you all to herself all night while I only get you during school~"

Looking down at her shirt, you noticed that she wasn't wearing a bra. Again, if the universe and whatever god ruled it wasn't conspiring against you, you might have gotten a little hot under the collar. But right now you just couldn't.. The history test, the sandwich, and fucking Rainbow had already drained the life out of you this morning. So instead of ogling and/or groping her, like you usually would have in any other case, you did your best to look down at your notes.

"You ready for the history test?"

"Of course," she said, wiggling in your lap. "I've been studying since this weekend.”

You felt a pair of hands making their way down your stomach. Feeling a tug on your zipper, you quickly reached down and flicked Sunny right on the knuckle.

"Hey, quit it, I'm trying to study right now."

Sunset let out a whine. "Come on, just a quickie before the bell rings. It'll be quick I promise."

"It's never quick with you."

"No, it's never quick with YOU, silly," the girl said, giving you a kiss on the nose. "That’s why I love you so much. Now why don't you fuck your mare~?"

Small hands continued to work on your zipper and button. You did the best that you could, flicking her with as much vigor as you could manage, but you quickly found yourself with unbuttoned pants.

"Come on, Sunny. Will you give me a break just for a couple of periods?" you begged, wrapping your arms around the girl so she couldn't slip those hands of hers in your pants. "I really need to study for this test."

"But I NEED to feel you inside of me," Sunset said, rubbing herself against you. "I'm in heat and I need my stallion~"

"Humans here don't go into heat."

Sunset leaned over and moaned in your ear. "You make this filly go into heat every time she sees you, Nonny. Now whip out that big, fat cock and put a baby in me~"

Frowning, you reached for your sandwich, only to grab air. You looked down at the table, noticing, with some concern, that your breakfast had up and disappeared.

"Where the fuck is my food?" you asked no one in particular.

The sounds of chewing slowly made you turn your head to see Rainbow munching on your sausage-egg sandwich.

"Hey! I was fucking eating that!" you barked

"No you weren't," Rainbow said, sending bits of egg and biscuit everywhere. "You were about to fuck Sunset."

"I was not! I'm studying for my fucking test!"

"I'm telling you dude, that test isn't going to be that bad. It's gonna be multiple choice with like one paragraph question. So why don't you go ahead and just fuck her then? She really looks like she needs it."

"I do," Sunset whined, wiggling a hand downward to grab your junk through your jeans. "I need it so bad~"

"And I need to pass this stupid test!" you snapped.

"You're going to pass, dude. It's not a big deal," Dash said with a wave of her hand.

"YOU'RE not the one that lives with the fucking princi—"

"Anon E. Mous, Sunset! What in the world do you think you're doing?"

You looked away from Rainbow to see Ms. Cheerilee looming over you, arms crossed.

Shit. You were getting a little loud, weren't you?

You loosened your grip on Sunset. This allowed the bacon-haired girl to slip a hand down your pants to grab your johnson.

"I'm sorry about the noise, Mrs. Cheerilee," The fiery-haired girl said, rubbing her thumb gently against your shaft. "This stud here was about to put a baby in me."

Cheerilee's eyes narrowed. "Put a baby in you?"

Sunset nodded. "Yep! He was about to bend me over this table and fill me to the brim~"

The bubble gum teacher stared at both you and Sunset for a few moments, before letting out a 'harrumph’.

"Fine, but please make sure to keep your voices down. And Anon, if I keep hearing that kind of language you'll be hearing from the principal."

You bit back a curse, a shiver running up your spin as Sunset continued to stroke you. "Yes ma'am. Sorry ma'am."

With that, Cheerilee left. You watched her go, your frown deepening as you grabbed Sunset's hand and pulled it out of your pants.

You know, it's pretty fucked up that you're the guy that has to keep shooting down a smoking hot girl for free sex…

Still though, you needed to study.

"I'm serious, Sunny," you said, placing her own hand on her thigh and giving it a pat. "After I'm done with my history test I'd be happy to fuck you in the bathroom or something."

For the first time since she had plopped down on your lap, Sunset frowned. Her eyes narrowed slightly, and she just looked at you. You returned her gaze, feeling a bit uneasy. This unease only grew when she leaned away from you and stopped rubbing against you.

Oh shit. You felt a barrage coming…

Sunset held your gaze for a second or two longer before looking away. "Alright, fine," she said, giving you a kiss on the cheek before hopping out of your lap

Your eyes automatically narrowed. "Really?"

"Of course," Sunset said with a smile. "Just because I want you to show everyone here why you've ruined me I understand that you want to get a good grade on your test. We can do this later."

Your nose scrunched up in confusion. Usually, Sunset wouldn't leave you alone until you made her cum in some way. But she just went and gave up...?

Sunset dusted herself off, her smile turning just a hair sinister as she looked up at you. "Hey, before you go back to your studying do you mind telling me how this looks?"

Unbuttoning her pants, she turned around. Sticking out her butt a bit, she began pulling them down slowly.

You watched as inch after inch of perfect, perky bubble butt was revealed to you. As she exposed more of her backside to you, you could see the cutiemarks on her hips. But you could see something else…

There… There was something sticking out of her butt?

Looking over her shoulder, Sunset giggled. "Yesterday the girls and I were at the mall and I saw this," she said, bending over. "It reminded me of you so I decided to get it~"

What was she—

Oh fucking Jesus...

Your eyes widened when you saw what was in Sunny's ass. It was a buttplug. A green buttplug with a questionmark on the bottom.

"Do you like it?" Sunset asked, shaking her ass from side to side.

Norman, who was walking past your table with a half dozen bottles of chocolate milk, paused midstep. Looking at the sex toy lodged deep in Sunny, he let out a whistle.

"Huh... That looks pretty good," he casually commented.

"I know right?" Rainbow said, pride thick in her voice. "We spent like three hours looking for that thing. It's a bit too big for me, but Sunset here had to have it."

"But not for me," Sunset said with a moan, running a hand through her hair. "It might be big, but it's nothing compared to my stallion. My huge, thick stallion~"

Norman nodded, looking over at you. "That's a pretty nice lookin' plug, eh Anon?"

You open your mouth to say something, but end up covering it with a hand. You stared at the buttplug for a minute straight, then at Sunset's ass and her thick, long legs.

Lifting your hand from your mouth, you tried to speak again. Before you could utter your first syllable your hand was back over your mouth. On the third attempt you finally managed it.

"Yes... Yes it is."

"So you like it then?" Sunset asked, taking a half-step back and bending over a bit more so you her ass was almost literally in your face.

Looking down at her panties, you saw that they were absolutely soaked, along with her legs and, of course, her cunt. Your eyes wandered back to the buttplug, and your cock throbbed.

"I do. I really, really like it," you admitted quietly.

Through sheer force of will, you tore your gaze from Sunset and looked over at your study sheet. Without a second thought, you stood up and began pulling down your pants.

"Alright, you win. Get over here."

Sunset stood up and turned around just as your cock sprang from your boxers. She stared down at it, rubbing her thighs together.
There was a smile on her face. That "I won but I'm too smug to say anything" smile that girls were so good at.

"Right away, my stallion," she cooed

Closing the distance between the two of you, she tried to wrap her arms around your neck, lips puckered. But you weren't having no foreplay today.

Ducking under her arms, you stepped behind her. Grabbing her hips, you slammed her against the table with enough force to make the thing screech a half foot forward.

"Hey now, easy dude," Rainbow said as Sunset let out what sounded suspiciously like a whinny. "You almost made me spill my milk."

You reared back a hand and slapped Sunset's ass.

"Yes!" the bacon-haired girl yelled, her fingernails leaving marks against the table. "Harder!"

Rearing back again, you slapped her hard enough that it stung your hand like a motherfucker.

"I don't give a shit, Rainbow," you growled, shaking out the hand before grabbing Sunset's hips and pressing your manhood against her soaked pussy

Wait…

Rainbow didn’t buy any milk…

Looking over at her, you saw that this dyke was drinking YOUR milk

"And that's not your milk. That's mine!"

"You didn't look like you were going to finish it so I thought I'd be a good friend and do it for you."

Sunset tried to push her ass backward, but you slammed her back against the table, grabbing a fistful of hair and giving it a yank for good measure.

"Oh FUCK YES~!" she screamed, her knees knocking together

You gave her ass another slap, then another, glaring at Dash.

That cost a dollar fifty and you drank half of that thing. You owe me seventy-five cents," you said.

Rainbow's eyes widened as you slowly pushed into Sunset. "What?! No way dude! I just took a sip!"

"Yessssss! Put a baby in meeeeeeeee..."

You gritted your teeth. It might not have been glorious horse pussy, but being an ex-horse gave Sunset spectacular vaginal control.

You gently bucked your hips, forcing inch after inch into her. Her cunt tensed and flexed, trying to coax you out of your seed. You gave her cheeks a few more slaps, which she seemed to enjoy very much by the noises she made.
"You drank half the fucking thing, you pain in the ass, and you're getting me a new milk."

"But then I won't have enough money for lunch!"

"I saw you buy ten bucks worth of junk food yesterday."

"Yeah, and if I get you a milk I won't be able to get my chips OR my chocolate chip cookie!"

You could see the muscles on Sunset's back tightening through her shirt, her breath becoming ragged. For a moment, you just took a moment to admire the girl in front of you. You also looked down at you cock, watching it disappear into her.

Man. That was never going to get old...

You grunted, leaning forward and wrapping a hand around Sunset's middle. Letting go of her hair, you slid your other hand under her shirt to cup a heavy breast. Giving it a squeeze, you gave her neck a hard nip before savagely thrusting your hips forward.

The table screeched, and the last inch or two of your cock slammed into her. Sunset's body tensed, her mouth open wide in a silent scream and her eyes rolling to the back of her head. You felt her shaking beneath you. Her cunt went wild, rippling around your length as a burst of girl cum soaked her pants and the floor.

"A-Aha~! Oh sweet Celestia, I love your c-cock so much..." she moaned.

Norman, who was just standing there watching you as you fucked your girlfriend/whatever the fuck she was, looked down at all of the milk in his hands.

"Hey... how about I just give you one of these, Anon?" he offered. "I think I might have bought a few too many..."

"You think?" you said, grinding your hips against Sunset's ass, making the girl squeal as she road out her orgasm.

"I don't even know why I bought so many. I was just going in there to by one of those little cereal box thingys and I came out with all of these," Norman continued, sitting at the edge of your table.

You took a deep breath, savoring Sunset’s scent as you began to pull back. She let out a whine, but that quickly turned into a moan as you slammed your hips forward.

"I'll take... a milk. Chocolate if you... don't mind," you grunted.

"That's fine. I got like three of them," Norman replied

"Thanks... Appreciate it."

Your other hand found its way under Sunset's shirt. Finding her nipple, you began rolling it between your fingers.

”YES~!" Sunset screamed. "TREAT ME LIKE THE DIRTY FILLY I AM!"

Her pussy clamped down on you hard. You gritted your teeth, your cock firing a spurt of pre inside of her.

You pulled back until half of your length was inside of her before thrusting forward. Pausing for a moment, you did it again and again, deepening your strokes with each thrust.

The sounds of wet, meaty slapping soon began echoing throughout the cafeteria. There was no tenderness in your movements. You weren’t making love to this beautiful horse-girl. This was fucking.

You bit down on Sunny's shoulder, closing your eyes and just enjoying the feeling her of ass bouncing against your lap.

Rainbow shook her head when Sunset let out another loud scream, cumming again. "Geeze, I like a good fuck as much as the next girl but I really don't get why you'd want to go for as long as you do, Sunny," she said, leaning against the side of the table as you kept pounding into Sunset, harder and faster with each passing moment. "There's only so much a girl can take before conking out."

"Buck me! Treat me like a breeding mare! Put your foals in meeeeee!" Sunset cried, ignoring her friend completely.

"What’s crazy is how long Anon's going," Norman said, popping open one of his milks and taking a sip. “What is this? Two minutes, three? I’m lucky if I can go thirty seconds.”

“I’m a solid fifty seconds flat,” Rainbow said, puffing her chest out a pride. “Not to brag or anything.”

"BUCK! RIGHT THERE! R-RIGHT THERE! BY CELESTIA'S S-SUN, IT FEELS LIKE YOU’RE IN MY STOMACH!!"

Sunset's legs gave out on orgasm four. By five the smell of sweat and sex was in the air, and your pants were as soaked as Sunny's. Somewhere during the seventh or eight, you found yourself once again yanking Sunset by her hair as she bounced back onto your cock, her face cheek pressed against the table.

"Cum... In me... Please..." she breathlessly begged, her knuckles white as she held the edge of the table. "Breed your... mare."

You let out a snarl, pounding into her as she let out another hoarse yell and came yet again. Out of the corner of your eye, you could see some guys and girls getting into it.

Sandalwood was fucking some freshmen on the floor. You could see Flitter and CloudChaser scissoring on a table. Even Cheerilee was on her knees blowing one of the juniors and jerking off two others, with a group of guys circled around her, cocks at the ready.

You let out a groan. That familiar ticklish sensation was beginning to build up. With each thrust you could feel yourself leaking pre.

You had half a mind to take Sunset up on her offer. Blow your load inside of her and leave her there half-naked and dead to the world on the table.

But...

Not stopping your thrusting, you looked over at Rainbow. The rainbow-haired girl was leafing through your notes.

Fantastic...

You continued fucking Sunset until you could feel your pleasure just about ready to boil over. As Sunset let out another shriek, cumming everywhere, you pulled out of her and turned your rock hard, throbbing, cum-soaked dick toward the pain in the ass sitting next to you.

If she wanted to drink something of yours you'd GIVE her something to drink

"Rainbow!" you called.

As she looked up you took a half step forward, grabbing the back of her head.

"HEY! What are you—thmp!"

The moment she started talking, you thrusted forward into that big mouth of hers..

Rainbow's eyes widened hugely as they snapped up to look at you. To close to orgasm to care if she bit down or not, you shoved yourself right down her throat. You felt her gag around your length, though she did nothing to slap you away.
"H-Hey!" Sunset said, slowly lifting her head to look at you. "That's m-my... c-cum..."

You ignored her, grabbing Rainbow's head with both hands so you could properly facefuck her. After the second or two, you could feel her start to gently suckle, putting that big mouth of hers to work.

"GULK ,GULP, GUK, GUP!"

Spit and pre began to coat the soccer jock's face. With each thrust you could feel your balls slapping against her chin. You found yourself growling when you felt her tongue begin to lap at your shaft.

Yeah… You fucking take it, you dyke...

The ticklish sensation started to build up. You were getting close. Just a little more...

Your toes curled as the first spurt of cum flew out of your tip. Rainbow gagged as the cum hit the back of her throat. She tried to pull again but you slammed her forward, driving her nose into your groin. You groaned, cumming again and again.

Rainbow did her best to swallow each load, but she once or twice you could feel her gag. Cum shot out the corners of her mouth and her nose, tears streaming down her face. Still though, she took it like a champ, so you decided to take pity on the girl.

Pulling your cock out of her mouth, you fired your last few shots onto her face as she had a little coughing fit. Though nothing compared to your first few spurts, there was still enough gas in the tank to coat her mouth, nose, an eye, and even parts of her hair.

"Dude... What the *cough* heck?" she demanded, cracking open a cum-drenched eyelid to glare at you.

"That's... for taking my... breakfast," you said, before turning back toward Sunset.

You could see that she was trying her hardest to glare at you, but the combination of pleasure and exhaustion made her look more cute than angry. Sitting down heavily into a chair, you leaned forward and wrapped your arms around her.

"Come 'er," you said, tiredly pulling her onto your lap.

"That cum... was supposed to be for... me," she said, her nose cutely scrunching.

You let out a sigh as you felt her ass in your lap, wrapping your arms around her belly and holding her close.
"I'll fuck you... after the test," you promised, pressing your face against her back. "Put babies in... you and everything..."

"You... better," Sunset said, reaching down and grabbing your softening member and stroking your cum-soaked cockhead with her thumb.

"Great job man!" Norman said, raising a hand. "High five!"

"No," you said without missing a beat, rubbing your cheek against Sunny's teeth-marked shoulder.

Norman's hand lowered. "Sunset? How about you?"

Sunset ignored him, letting out a giggle as you gave one of her teats a grope.

Norman's hand lowered to the table, a small frown on his face. "Well fuck you too guys..."

"Language, Norman!" a cum soaked Cheerilee called across the room, planting a kiss on a sophomore’s cock. "Now come on boys, paint this dirty teacher~"

Weekend Fun

Author's Note

Contains: Starlight Glimmer, Casual Sex, Relations in The Royal Library, Teasing, Butt Fun, Among Other Things.

Weekend Fun

"Now remember, if the two of you need ANYTHING, don't hesitate to send me a letter."

"We won't."

”We’ll make sure to get into contact with you if we need to, Twi.”

"And Anon? Make sure to clean the tops of the shelves in the library please. I'd also really appreciate it if you cleaned up the kitchen, Starlight."

“Yep.”

"You got it, Twi."

"Hey, Anon? Could you go down to the comic store tomorrow and get me that new issue of Power Ponies?"

"I'd be happy to, little guy."

Be Anon, local green man extraordinaire.

It was a special day in horseland. Your friend/mentor/landlady Twilight and her assistant Spike were leaving town. It was only for a few days, but the little purple dork was treating it like a major military operation.

She had been "prepping" you and Starlight for days, telling you which ponies to go to if anything happened, leaving you scroll after scroll of instructions, along with also going out of her way to “baby-proof” the entire house, with rubber locks and foam on the sharp corners and everything.

While it was... sweet that the little dork was so worried about you and the ex-villain, this was a bit much. They were only gonna be gone for three days. You were going to partake in your favorite pastime—i.e. laying around— and you were sure Glimmy was going to do the same.

It was no big deal. Probably.

"You two have a good trip," you said, lifting Twilight's bags into the chariot waiting outside for the alicorn and the dragon.

Twilight chewed on her lip, looking between you and Starlight. "We'll try to," she said, before motioning you to kneel down.

You did as she asked, spreading your arms out wide as she trotted forward and wrapped her hooves around your neck.

"Try to be good please," she whispered, nuzzling your cheek.

"I'll be saint-like," you promised, giving her back a pat.

"And please make sure to spend some time with Starlight. You know how she gets when she's alone."

"I will."

"And remember, I'm just a letter away if you need something."

"You've told us that about a hundred times by now."

"A-And I'll make sure to check in on the two of you later today to see how you're doing."

You chuckled. "Alright, mom," you said, reaching up to give her head a pat before breaking your hug and standing up.

Twilight looked up at you, still chewing on her lip.

Aw...

What a cute little nerd...

"It'll be fine. You got nothing to worry about," you said booping her on the nose.

Twilight let out an explosive sigh. "I... I know," she said with a nod. "I'm just... worried."

"Don't be. Now why don't you go say goodbye to Starlight? I'll get these bags squared away."

Giving your leg a nuzzle, Twilight trotted over to her student. As she did that, Spike jumped into the chariot and climbed up into a seat.

"Remember to get that issue, Anon. Number four-hundred-and-fifteen," he said

"Don't worry, little man. I'll go bright and early tomorrow and get it," you assured.

Spike sighed, closing his eyes and leaning back against his seat. "Thanks."

You looked over your shoulder. Twilight was hugging Starlight, whispering something in her ear. Starlight had a small smile on her face even as she rolled her eyes, patting the mare on the back.

Keeping your eyes on the two, you reached onto your pocket and pulled out a small vial. "Here, I managed to get this from Zecora the other day," you said, offering it to the drake. "Wacky Vine extract. Just put two drops in Twi's drink and she'll calm right down. Five drops should have her sleeping like a baby tonight."

Without opening his eyes, Spike took the vial. "You're the best, Anon”

You gave the little dragon a pat on the head. "Have fun on your trip little guy, and make sure that Twilight has a bit of fun herself."

A few more goodbyes, a round of hugs, and a half dozen assurances that you'd make sure to send her a letter if ANYTHING happened, you finally managed to get Twilight into the chariot. You stood next to Starlight as the thing took off down the road. The two drivers spread their wings, and with a few flaps the chariot was in the air. Both you and Starlight waved as Twilight and Spike grew smaller and smaller in the distance.

Starlight sighed, a small frown coming to her face. "I really hope that Twilight doesn't hound us all weekend. I don't want to come out of the shower and see her looking at me through the mirror..."

"Don't worry about it," you whispered back. "I just gave Spike some Wacky Vine. It'll keep Twilight calm until she gets home."

Starlight frowned. "You're making Spike drug Twilight to leave us alone?"

You nodded. "Yep."

The unicorn's frown transformed into a smile. "I love you so much right now."

@-@-@-@-@-@-@

Unsurprisingly, there was a list of things that you needed to clean while the dynamic duo were away. It wasn't a very big list; just clean the library, a few bathrooms, and a hallway or two, stuff like that. Spike made sure to run a pretty tight ship in this castle, so you knew that everything was pretty much cleaned anyway. And with your ability to reach high places and Starlight's magic you'd get it all done in an hour.. Then you'd have nothing to do but lay around and eat all of the chocolate chip cookies that Twi thought she hid in the kitchen

Since the library was gonna take the longest, both you and Starlight had decided to get that out of the way first. So, grabbing feather dusters and some rags, you got two work.

"You missed a spot up there."

"I'm getting it."

"Not there. To your left."

"I know, I'm getting this part right now."

"A littttttle to the right now."

"...Just keep cleaning those tables, you little turd."

Starlight giggled.

All around the room, you could see all manner of cleaning utensils floating around via magic. The floor was being cleaned, bookshelves were being wiped, and carpets were being swept, all at the same time. Starlight herself, for some reason, was standing next to you, cleaning the bottom of the bookcase while you cleaned everything she couldn't reach.

You didn’t know why…

If you were her, you’d be taking a snooze while her magic did the work...

"So did Trixie send you anything today?" you asked. "She was gonna send you a letter or something right?"

"She did. I got my package this morning," the unicorn replied with a smile, blowing a bit of dust off the top of an old tome. "Trixie's in Hollow Shades right now, and she wanted me to try something they're famous for making."

"Oh? That's nice of her."

Starlight's smile grew just a hair. "Yeah, she's a pretty great friend."

She looked up at you, then at the row of books you were wiping down

"A little above that."

Your nose scrunched up. Oh, fuck you," you said, reaching down to muss up the unicorn's mane.

Starlight let out another giggle, playfully slapping your hand away. "Stoooooop!"

“I can’t. You missed a spot with there…”

There was a big of playful roughhousing, pokes and tickling, but you were no match for the super unicorn, being the worst off after your little "fight".

"Since you got dust vision YOU do the rest of this then," you said, your nose scrunching hard and your hair a mess.

"I will," Starlight said, closing her eyes and smiling smugly. "Go sit down and let me show you how to REALLY clean a library."

Tapping her horn with your feather duster—which got you a pinch on the ass— you made your way over to a row of tables that Twilight had gotten for the public.Sitting down, you kicked up your feet.

"Not on the table," Starlight said without looking over shoulder. "I just cleaned those."

Your feet were lifted into the air. A chair was pulled out, and your feet were placed on them.

"You're as bad as Twilight," you said, wiggling to make yourself a bit more comfortable.

"I have to be, because if she sees your dirty shoe prints all over the table she's gonna give us guff over it," the unicorn replied.

Well… She's not wrong...

Sighing, you leaned back in your chair a bit more, closing your eyes. "So, did you eat whatever Trixie sent you?"

"No. It's not something that you can eat… Well, I guess you can if you wanted to, but I doubt it’s that good."

"Did you use it then?"

Starlight ceased her dusting for a moment, her ears perking up. "Yes," she said after a pause. "I tried it out before we said goodbye to Twi."

You scratched your chin, leaning back just a hair more. "It work good then?"
"Yep. It's some of the best that I've ever used."

Usually, you would have stopped playing the pronoun game and just asked her what the fuck the blue showmare had sent her, but you weren't nebby. It was none of your business, and if she had no desire to tell you than—

"Batponies really do make the best lube in Equestria."

—or she could just go out and say it...

Your eyes snapped open. "Lube?" you asked, sitting up.

Starlight nodded. "Aha. I guess batponies have a special plant that they grind up. If you add just the right amount of water it makes one of the best sexual lubricants you can buy."

"...Huh."

Starlight, humming to herself, bent over to clean one of the lower shelves on the book case. Your eyes instantly wandered to her swaying backside.

Ex-villain or not, the unicorn had an ass on her. The thing was bigger than most earth pony rumps, perfectly round with just that right amount of jiggle.

Unf...

You bit your lip, leaning forward to get a better look at the thing. Just as you did that, Starlight's tail flicked out of the way, giving you a quick glimpse of a soft, tight little cunt and a wonderful little ponut.

Your cock twitched in your pants as you let out a whistle. And why hadn’t you noticed THAT before...?

The unicorn twitched at the noise, picking her head up and looking over her shoulder. "What?" she asked. “What’s wrong?”

Your eyes snapped from her ass to her face. "Hmm? Oh, nothing. I was just enjoying the view."

"The view?" Starlight said, her brow furrowing. "What are you—"

Her eyes snapped to her backside before looking at you.

You grinned, nodding.

"Oohhhhh," she said, her confusion turning to realization.

She gave her flank a little wiggle, causing her cheeks to jiggle.If you listened very carefully, you swore you could even hear them clap.

W-Wew...

Your cock twitched again, slowly hardening.

"You know, someponies say that my butt's too big," Starlight said, giving one of her cheeks a poke.

"It's certainly big for a unicorn," you replied, spreading your legs a bit so that your little guy wasn't getting smooshed.

Glimmy’s gaze flicked to your groin. "You do like big flanks huh?” she said. “Earth ponies especially."

"I like all asses, Glimmy. I just happen to like the big ones the most."

The unicorn turned around. Placing her feather duster on one of the higher shelves on the bookcase, she trotted over to you.

"You know, I saw you rutting Roseluck the other day," she said, eyeing your curiously. "She was a real screamer."

"She was," you said, smiling at the memory

That mare was a screamer, a sucker, and someone that really like biting. She could also jerk a guy off like a champion.

Starlight stopped half a foot away from you. Bending down, she gave your groin a sniff. Her eyes widened, and a shiver ran up the length of her spine. Your cock twitched again, straining against your jeans.

"Sweet sun and moon is that strong," she murmured, giving her head a little shake. "Twilight wasn't wrong when she said you pumped out pheromones like it was going out of style..."

The tip of her horn glowed a little brighter. With a series of pops, the rags and feather dusters floating around the room disappeared.

The unicorn then cleared throat and gave you a smile. "You wouldn't happen to need any help with that, would you?" she asked.

You raised an eyebrow. Starlight chuckled nervously, rubbing the back of her head.

"I only ask because you look a little pent up, and seeing what you did with Rose the other day, and all of the stuff I know you do with Twilight…” She looked down at your groin, then back up at you. "It makes a mare a bit curious, you know?"

"What about cleaning all of this?" you asked

As much as you'd like to take this little communist to Pound Town USA, you did sort of want to get this all finished.

"It's all pretty much done," Starlight said with a wave of the hoof. "When the two of us are finished I'll make sure to clean the rest of it."

"And you're sure you want to do this?"

"If I didn't want to do it would I have asked?" the unicorn said, giving your leg a poke

Fair enough...

You quickly stood up, eager to begin. "So, do you want to do this here or take it to the bedroom?"

"No, no. here will be fine," Starlight said with a shake of her head

"Are you sure? It'll probably get messy."

"I have magic remember? One quick spell and any stain or smell will be gone," she pointed out.

Not one to argue with sound logic, you nodded, reaching down to unbutton your pants.

"Oh no, let me," Starlight said, gently pushing away your hands with a spell. "It's the least I could do since you're humoring me like this."

You expected her to use a spell to unbutton or even teleport your pants away, but she did nothing of the sort. Instead, she took a half-step toward you, burying her muzzle in your crotch.

You twitched in surprise as she deeply inhaled. "Hmm~"

Rubbing her muzzle against the outline of your cock, she grabbed the button of your jeans. It popped open with a tug, and with another tug your zipper was pulled down.

"There we go," Starlight said. "Now I just need to get these off and..."

Using her teeth, she began pushing your pants down. You helped her as best as you could, wiggling back and forth and lifting your legs up so that she could take them off. She did so with a happy wiggle, neatly folding your jeans and placing them on the table.

"Great! Now I just need to take off these other... smaller pants."

"Underwear," you said. "They're called underwear."

"Underwear?" Starlight parroted, staring at your boxers. "I suppose I can see why they're called that. They're under your other pants and you're wearing them, so only makes sense that..."

As the unicorn babbled on, you reached around and gave her head a little push.

Now, now, none of that. You got enough babbling when you were fucking Twilight...

That seemed to get the message across, and she leaned forward yet again to undress you. Your member throbbed as she took in another deep breath, her tail swishing side-to-side. Starlight grabbed the waistband of your boxers and gave them a hard tug.

"Someone's eager huh?" you teased.

"I just want to see what all of the fuss is about," the unicorn replied, giving your boxers another tug.

The tug caused them to slip down past your hips. Your cock sprang free from its clothed prison, jumping up and slapping Glimmy right on the muzzle. She twitched, jumping back in surprise.

"Watch where you're swinging that thing!" she barked.

"Hey, you were one that didn't want any help," you replied, shrugging.

Sticking her tongue out at you, Starlight turned her attention to Anon Jr. in all of his glory.

Her eyes widened in surprise. "Oh... look at that thing," she murmured, nostrils flaring.

Your cock twitched at the sight, causing a bit of pre to leak out of your tip. Starlight watched as it slowly made its way down the length of your manhood, her mouth partially opened.

As much as you would have LOVED to give her a mouthful, you figured you'd give her a little attention first.

"Alright, you've seen me. Now it's my turn," you said, sitting back down into the chair and kicking off your boxers. "Come on, spin arou—"
Before you could finish your sentence, Starlight had her backside presented to you.

You chuckled. Just wanted to see what the fuss was about huh?

Reaching over, you grabbed her rump.

"You gotta move back a bit, silly," you told her, fingers sinking into that big, wonderful ass.

The mare let out a gasp, and you very nearly groaned. It felt as perfect as it looked. Soft, plush, and with just enough muscle for it to keep it's shape. You traced her cutiemarks with your thumbs, watching as one of her back legs twitched.

"You kick me I’m throwing you out a window," you warned.

Starlight bit her lip, a blush working its way onto her face. "I-I won't. It's just your hands feel... nice."

Her tail flicked out of the way just in time for you two see her clit wink out of her folds.

"R-Really nice..."

Letting out a low growl at the sight, you pulled the unicorn back toward you. You pressed your cheek against her rump, nuzzling it. You then kissed both of her cutiemarks before leaving a trail of kisses up toward her tail.

Starlight let out a moan, squirming. "O-Oh... That's... T-That's something."

You had started nibbling the thin, sensitive skin on the dock of her tail when you saw something move out of the corner of your eye.

What the hell...?

Lifting your head up, you looked over to see a pegasus making her way toward you. She was on the weather team with Dash. Sunny Skies you think her name was.

"Can I help you, ma'am?" you asked, spreading Glim's cheeks before slapping them together.

The mare smiled looking over at you as Starlight's back legs spasmed. "Yeah, I was wondering if I could check out a book," she asked.

A book? Huh...

Usually ponies don't come in here until later…

Was the library even opened now? You honestly couldn’t remember...

Starlight tried to step away from you, but you quickly pulled her right back. "Well, the little dragon that usually does all of the work with the library is out of town for the weekend, but I don't see why not."

Glim bucked her hips. Her clit winked, sending a spurt of marecum to the ground.

"Just go and pick out your book I guess. Do you have any idea where it is?”

”Yeah, I have an idea,” the pegasus said with a nod.

“Awesome. I'll sign it and you can go about about your merry way once you grab it."

"Thank you very much!" the mare chirped.

She looked down at your throbbing member. That smile of hers turned a bit more heated as she looked at Starlight.

"You're in for a fun ride, filly. I've hear good things about this one~"

Giggling, the mare shot you a wink before turning around and trotting over to one of the bookshelves.

"I'll... I-I'll get something for you t-to write with," Starlight said.

The tip of her horn glowed, and with a pop a pencil, a quill and a pot of ink, and even a black marker appeared on the table next to you.

"Thanks," you said, giving her ass a hard squeeze.

Her backside tensed in your grip, and she pushed it back into your hands.

"Don't—Oh~! D-Don't mention it."

Spreading her cheeks apart once more, you leaned forward, licking the arousal off of her thighs and rump.

She tasted sweet. Almost like blackberry mixed with something else.

You pulled back, licking your lips, before darting in tongue first.

"O-Oh buck~!"

You did your best to clean the marecum from Starlight's folds. Whenever her cute little clit would pop out, you would lap at it with the tip of your tongue. And the whole time, you were playing with her ass. Squeezing it, pinching it, rubbing each cheek against your face, motorboating it, you did it all.

Your cock throbbed, sending a spurt of pre to the ground.

Why hadn't you done this before? For MONTHS you were living with this ass and you hadn't tried playing with it?

For fucking shame!

You were about to pop Glimmy's clit into your mouth, to really hear her scream, when someone cleared their throat.

Lifting your cum-soaked face from between the valley of paradise, you saw the cute little pegasus staring at you in amusement, a book tucked under a wing.

Licking the marecum from your face and swallowing what you had collected, you cleared your throat. "You find everything you were looking for?"

"Yep! I got everything I needed," the mare said with a happy wiggle.

"Alright then. Give me a second and I'll get it all signed for you."

Starlight let out a moan of frustration, trying to push your face back between her cheeks.. You grabbed her by the rump and pushed her back before standing up. She immediately let out another whimper, pressing herself back and grinding herself against your leg.

Oh, this little horse is just asking for it. She was asking for it super hard...

Grabbing the pencil and the mare’s book, you opened that sucker up. "How’s two weeks sounds for how long you can keep this thing?”

Signing and marking the due date, you handed it back to the mare, who giggled. "Oh, I shouldn't need it that long. I just need it for a day or two to do some research I'm working on for the weather team."

“Alright, I’m pretty sure there’s also a two bit penalty every day past those two weeks, but I guess you don’t need to know that.”

“No, but thank you for telling me anyway,” she chirped, leaning forward and giving your cockhead a little lick.

Your cock throbbed, rewarding her with a spurt of pre on that tongue of hers.

"Hey, you keep that up you're gonna be here all day," you warned.

The pegasus giggled again. "Oh I don't doubt it. I've seen what you do to mares around town," she said with a sparkle in her eye. "But, as much as I'd love to stay for a little while, I really should be getting home. Thank you very much for your help."

Starlight let out a moan, holding herself against your leg as a rush of fluids shot out of her marehood.

"O-OH~!"

You grabbed the unicorn by the tail as her body tensed, trying to keep herself from falling over as she rode out her first orgasm.

"Don't mention it. Have a good day!"

As the mare left, you looked down at Glimmy

"You alright there? You're not gonna fall over?"

You eased up your grip on the unicorn's tail. Her back legs nearly buckled, but at the last second she caught herself.

"I'm... I'm alright," she said, breathing hard. "Whoo... it’s been a... while since I've... cum like... that."

"Glad to see you enjoying yourself," you said, giving her butt a pat. "Now do you want me to prop you up on the table or...?"

Giving her head a few shakes, Glimmy looked back at you. "Just... The floor's fine."

"You sure?"

"Y-Yeah. I like... it better that... way."

Unf. This pony was getting it HARD...

"Alright. Let's do this."

Grabbing her by her hips, you pulled her back toward you. Starlight let out a groan as you began rubbing your tip against her slit.

Normally, you'd work up the little horse with some more foreplay, but she seemed worked up enough now. So, now it was time to see how many orgasms it would take to leave this horse a babbling mess. Just a little pressure and...

"W-Wait! Not t-there!"

You froze mid-thrust. "...Excuse me?"

Starlight looked back at you, then at Anon jr., biting her lip. "Could you... put it in the other hole please?"

You looked down at Starlight's rump, you spread her cheeks apart to look at the plump little ponut sitting right above her winking pussy. Frowning gently, you looked up at her before tracing a thumb around her anus's fleshy ring.

Her rump rippled as she tensed. "Y-Yeah, there."

"There?"

"If you don't mind."

The tip of the mare's horn glowed. With a pop, a small, clear bottle appeared on the table. Looking over at it, you reached over and picked it up.

"Ms. Gleaming Tooth's sexual lubricant," you read aloud.

It took a second, but it hit you.

"Oh.... so you were using the lube for buttstuff then?" you asked

Starlight's nose scrunched up. "What else would I use it—o-oh~!"

Glimmy twitched as you gave her ponut another tease with your pointer finger.

"I think that's the first time any pony's asked me to stick it there," you mused.

You propped her entrance with your thumb, using a bit more force this time. Her butthole clenched, the fleshy ring trying to pull your thumb in.

A grin came to your face. "So ol' Glim Glam is a buttslut huh? I should have known."

"I'm n-not a buttslut! I just l-like to explore my h-horizons every o-once in awhile,” the unicorn protested, even as she wiggled her backside like a filly in heat.

"Pft. Yeah right. You're a total buttslut," you teased.

You popped open the bottle of lube and poured it on the top of Starlight's ass crack. The mare twitched at the sensation, wiggling in place.

"D-Don't use too much of that! Just a little will go a long way!"

When you had applied a healthy amount of lube, you quickly put the bottle down and grabbed her ass with both hands. As the lube slowly made its way down her crack, leaving a shiny, wet trail in its wake, you placed your cock between her cheeks and pushed them together.

And immediately let out a moan as you were surrounded by warmth and softness.

Your balls clenched, and to your surprise you almost found yourself popping like an overeager teenager.

Jesus Christ. The two of you were gonna have a busy few days together...

Taking a few deep breaths, you slowly pushed your hips forward. Your cock slid between her cheeks slowly, guided along by sweat and marecum, when you finally hit the lube. The stuff was oddly cold, and the second that it came into contact with your shaft it began to tingle. But as the lube slowly coated your member and you did a few experimental thrusts, you realize that Glimmy had been right. This lube was fucking amazing!

There was no friction as you fucked the unicorn's fat cheeks. Only pleasure, and warmth, and weight.

You let out a grunt, thrust your hips forward hard enough that her flank jiggled as you connected with it.

Whoo… You were gonna have to thank little magician horse when she came back into town...

Starlight, feeling you grinding against her ponut, let out a pitiful whimper. "C-Come on! You're all lubed up! S-Stick it in me!"

"Are you sure you want it—"

"Put it in my b-butt before I turn you into a f-frog, Anon!"
You would have laughed, if not for the fact that you weren’t entirely sure if the mare was kidding or not. “Yes ma'am…”

Letting go of her cheeks—with only some regret— you grabbed her by the hips, pressing your tip against the ponut.

"Alright, I'll take it slow. If anything hurts or you're uncomfortable just tell me to stop, alright?"

Starlight nodded eagerly, pushing her backside against you without saying a word.

You applied pressure against her hole. You expected her to tense, to resist you, but to your surprise she was completely relaxed. That, along with the lube, meant that you had almost sunk halfway into the mare before you could stop yourself.

"F-Fuck..." you moaned, your toes curling.

You waited for Starlight to start screaming at you, or voicing any pain, but she was completely silent. The muscles in her ass clenched around your length.

You hissed, throbbing inside of her. While the muscles weren't as controlled, her backdoor was shockingly warm.

And the tightness...

Oh lord the tightness...

That lube was some REALLY good shit...

The muscles in your legs tensed, ready to push more of your maleness inside of this cute little horse, but you managed to control yourself, if only barely.

"Hey... You alright... there?" you asked

Glim, ramrod stiff, said nothing. You gave her back a pat, but you were given no reaction. The unicorn may as well have been made of stone.

Taking her silence as permission to continue, you dug your fingers into her hips and continued to push into her. Inch after inch disappeared into the mare, who didn't make one sound even when your hips pressed up against her rump. Her ass continued to try its hardest to milk you however, so when you fully hilted you just stayed there a moment, enjoying the feeling and collecting yourself.

"Man... you got a great ass, Glimmy."

You began pulling back. Before you could move half an inch, Starlight's ass clamped down on your cock.

HARD

Your eyes crossed as the unicorn let out a whimper. Though you couldn't see it, you could feel a splash of fluids coating your legs. Grunting, you grabbed her by the hip, and PULLED. Though her ponut did all that it could to keep you in, you managed, with the help of that amazing ass lube, to leave the unicorn's rectum little by little.

"O-Oh!" Starlight moaned, her back arching. "Oh b-buck!~"

When you were halfway out of her, you began the monumental task of thrusting back in.

"There w-we go... there's a good l-little buttslut," you growled.

Glimmy's ass spasmed.

"I'm n-not—O-OH~!"

It took a minute or two of fighting tooth and nail, but you slowly began moving faster and faster. One of your hands left the unicorn's hips and grabbed her tail. Using that as leverage, you sunk yourself balls deep into her. Another rush of fluids hit your legs and the floor.

"Y-YES! JUST LIKE... THAT!" Starlight yelled. "P-PULL MY T-TAIL JUST... JUST LIKE ohmygoshohmygoshohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh!"

You quickened your pace, pulling out until just the tip was inside of her and slamming to the hilt. Her ass continued to squeeze and tense around you harder than any marehood you had ever experienced.

You groaned and tensed along with Starlight, pounding harder and harder. Your cock began to throb with more and more frequency, coating the mare's insides with pre.

During her tenth or eleventh orgasm, Starlight's front legs gave out. She let out a noise that was a mixture between a yelp and a moan, somehow managing to keep herself from slamming face first into the crystal floor. You held onto her nice and tight, using the added leverage to really slam into her, your hips bouncing against her fat, bubbly ass.

"O-OH BUCK! OH BUCK! Y-YOU'RE SO... MUCH BETTER THAN... M-MY TOYS!" she screamed, pawing at the floor.

You gave Glim's tail another hard yank. You could feel that familiar ticklish sensation building up. A grunt escaped you as a particularly hard squeeze around your member nearly took your breath away.

"Starlight... I'm gonna... I'm gonna cum soon."

“YES~!" the mare moaned, coating your legs with fresh marecum.

You closed your eyes, trying your hardest to last just that little bit longer, but it was no use. The power of Glim Glam's ass was too great.

"Where... W-Where do you wan—"

"INSIDE! OH CELESTIA ABOVE, INSIDE!"

Good enough for you.

With one final groan, you hilted inside of the mare one last time. Your balls clenched harder than they had ever clenched before, and you found yourself cumming.

"Fuck—!"

Starlight squeaked as you fired your first load inside of her. That squeak turned into a moan by the second, and by the third the dirty unicorn was cumming again.

You didn't know how long you stood there cumming inside of the mare, but when you came to you were panting hard, covered in sweat, and your cum was dripping around your cock and onto the floor. Starlight, breathing even harder than you, had lost all tension in her body. If it weren't for the fact you were holding her up, she would have no doubt just fallen to the floor.

Wew...

That was… That was…

You were gonna have to do that again. Soon...

"Wew... that was fucking great!"

Bending down, you carefully picked Starlight up, pulling your slowly wilting shaft out of her. She let out a groan, wiggling in your arms and closing her eyes. Even as exhausted as she was, her ass still tried to clamp down on you, trying to keep you inside of her. You let out a breathless chuckle, VERY carefully spinning her around and pulling her onto the table.

There we go...

Letting out a sigh, you buried your face into the mare's chest. You felt her front legs quickly wrapping around you, holding you tightly.

"That was... I can see why Twilight doesn't... leave you alone at... night," Starlight said, her eyes still closed.

Chuckling again, you picked your head up and looked at the mare. Leaning forward, you gave her a peck on the lips. Her eyes shot open, and she stared at you in shock, a blush working its way onto her face.

"H-Hey! Warn me before you start k-kissing," she hissed.

"It's not my fault... Glimmy," you said, kissing her again and again. "When a mare has an ass that… amazing I gotta give her a couple of kisses..."

Starlight reddened. She picked her head up, looking around the library. When she didn't see anyone, she returned your kisses with a kiss of her own. It was a quick one, a peck more than anything, but you could feel the affection behind it.

"O-Okay. Just don't do t-that in public. I don’t w-want ponies getting the w-wrong idea and think w-we’re together..."

You smiled, resting your cheek against her chest once more. You were about to close your eyes and drift off, when something caught your eye. It was that black marker that Starlight had popped into existence.

Reaching over, you uncapped the thing.

"Hey, you never know," you said, writing the words "BUTT SLUT" right under her cutiemark.

You made a tallymark. The first of many.

"Three days is longer than you think.."

Breaking Twilight

Author's Note

Contains: Twilight Sparkle, Casual Sex, Hoofholding, Wildly Lewd Actions on an Apple Cart, Among Other Things.

Breaking Twilight

"Thanks a bunch fer helpin' me, Twi. Ya know I wouldn't normally ask ya ta do somethin' like this, but ah’ really need ta get this darned filly home so Granny can look at 'er."

You gave Applejack a small smile. She smiled back, though hers was far less genuine.

Applebloom, Celestia bless her, had thought that it was a good idea to run around the market without watching where she was going. Applejack had been doing her best to watch the filly, but since Big Mac was away taking a shipment of apples to Las Pegasus, and she was by herself selling her wares from her little cart, she hadn't been as diligent as she would have liked to be. And because of that, Applebloom had gotten into an accident.

It was nothing to serious, mind you. Applebloom had just slammed into the corner of a cart and cut herself on the fore leg. But the cut was deep enough that it drew blood, and Applejack wanted to take the young mare home to get cleaned up.

And that's where you came in!

You are Twilight Sparkle, purplest princess in the land, and the mare to come to when you’re a friend in need.

"Now remember, an apple costs a bit, a dozen cost eight. If anypony tries ta haggle ya, tell 'em to buck off," Applejack said, adjusting a sniffling, watery-eyed Applebloom on her back.

"Got it," you replied with a nod.

"Ya'll have everythin' ya need under that there cart, and if'in ya don't, just ask Carrot Top over 'ere an' she'll help ya out."

"Don't you worry about it, Applejack. I'll be the best salespony I can be!"

You couldn't help but let out a giggle. You weren't too proud to admit that you were just a teeny bit excited about this. You've never sold anything before in your life. Also never really had a job before. And sure, this wasn't a job, but you could pretend it was!

Now you could see how a normal pony lived! Work a nine-to-five! Be a productive member of society!

If only for a little while anyway.

Applejack, though she still looked a bit cautious leaving you here by yourself, nodded. "Alright 'en. I'll get this lil' young’un home an' hurry back here."

"Take your time," you said, leaning on the cart's countertop. "I have everything—"

Your elbow bumped into an apple. This caused a small avalanche, sending apples rolling off the cart and toward the dirty, dusty ground. Not breaking eye contact with Applejack, the tip of your horn glowed, and before one of those apples hit the ground you snatched them out of the air with your magic put them back where they belonged.

"—under control. I promise."

Applejack's nose scrunched up. She stared at you for a few seconds, clearly not believing a word that you said, before slowly nodding.

"If'n ya say so, I'll trust ya, Twi," she said. "There's a bag in the cart ta put all of the bits. If'n somepony tries ta snatch an apple an’ skedaddle, ah’ got a lil' club back there ya can wallop 'em with. Good luck, an' thanks fer doin' this fer me."

With that, Applejack tipped her hat at you and trotted off toward her farm with Applebloom in tow.

You gave your friend a wave before giggling again.

Oh, you couldn't WAIT to start selling things!

Looking around the market, you used a quick spell to straighten out your mane and fur. You then looked back at your wings to see if they were presentable, pulling out a loose, messy feather when you saw it and teleporting it away.

There. You looked like a model employee. Now customers just needed to start coming in.

Cloudchaser, flanked by her little sister, slowly made her way over to you.

"Hiya, Princess Twilight," she said, before a small, confused frown came to her face. "Say... where's Applejack?"

"Applebloom got into a little accident, so she had to go back home for a few minutes," you replied. "She asked me to watch her cart until she came back."

The pegasi sisters looked at each other, before turning back to you.

"Oh... Well, can you sell me a dozen golden delicious' please?" Cloudchaser asked.

The tip of your horn glowed. With a spell, you levitated twelve golden delicious apples into the air. You then grabbed a paper bag under the counter, opened it up, and put the apples inside.

"There you go. That'll be eight bits please," you chirped, hoofing the mare her apples.

Cloudchaser smiled. "Thanks a bunch, Twi," she said, pulling out a bit bag and giving you the proper amount of bits. "You have a good day."

"You too! And enjoy those apples."

You watched as the sisters left, the smile on your face growing.

That was EASY! This was going to be a piece of cake!

You checked your wings again to make sure that they were absolutely perfect, then looked over the apples on either side of you. One of the piles wasn't perfectly symmetrical, but with a little bit of magic that was fixed in a jiffy. Seeing that it was also a bit of a mess underneath the cart, you took a moment to clean that up as well.

There. Now when Applejack came back she'd have a neat and tidy cart to work from!

Once again scanning the market, you watched as Cranky and his wife slowly made their way over to you. As usual, Matilda had a smile on her face and a pip in her step. Cranky trotted behind her, his face scrunched up in concentration as he carried what must have been two dozen bags on his back.

"Good morning, your highness," Matilda said, inclining her head.

"Good morning, Mrs. Cranky," you chirped.

"Is Applejack around? I'd like to buy some apples."

"She'll be back in a few minutes, but until then I'd be happy to get you whatever you need.”

The jenny's smile widened. "Oh? A librarian, a princess, and now a salespony? Is there anything you can't do, your highness?"

You laughed. "Oh, don't be silly, I'm no different than anypony else," you said with a wave of a hoof, a blush making its way onto your face. "Now what would you like...?"

Minutes ticked by like this. A pony would trot over, you'd chat, they'd ask for some apples, and you'd give them to them. There was a stallion that tried to haggle prices with you, and a mare tried to "borrow" an apple when she thought you weren't looking, but none of it got past you. Eventually, however, ponies began to drift toward other carts, and with nothing else to do you began pony watching.

There were the flower sisters, chatting away with a group of fillies about something or another. Lyra was next to the market's foundation, playing her lyre. Berry Punch was shouting at passersby, trying to hawk her wares.

Letting out a sigh, you looked down and realized that you were leaning against the cart, your head in your hooves. You quickly stood up.

Model employee...

Out of the corner of your eye, you could see someone making their way toward Bonbon's cart. He was a giant of a stallion and your friend/roommate Anonymous.

Getting a good look at him, you saw that the human looked a little down this morning. His shoulders were sagged ever so slightly, and there was a small frown on his face.

Seeing this, your smile diminished slightly. Unfortunately, Anon had been carrying himself like this for the past couple of days. You had absolutely no idea why, and whenever you asked him he would change the subject.

Something was bothering him. It was bothering him so much that he hadn't taken up your offer to rut him for the last few days. And with somepony that had a libido like Anon's, that meant whatever it was was serious.

It had you worried. And you weren’t a mare that liked to be worried.

But you weren’t going to have to worry much longer! Because today you were going to nip this in the bud and talk to this silly stallion, whether he wanted to or not!

"Anon," you called. "Anon!"

The human perked up, looking over at you. You gave him a wave, motioning for him to come over. He did so, navigating the crowds of ponies until he was standing in front of you.

"Mornin', Twi," he said, looking around the cart. "Where the heck's Applejack? She need to be somewhere?"

"Applebloom had a little accident, so Applejack asked me to watch the cart for her," you replied.

Anon nodded slowly. "That was nice of you."

You opened your mouth to say something but quickly closed it. For a moment, you debated how to bring your concerns up with Anon. You knew that he usually appreciated straightforwardness, but maybe you needed to ease into it this time?

You didn't want him to get defensive or anything…

But he might get annoyed that you're beating around the bush...

"So... how are you doing this morning, Anon?"

"Me? Oh, I'm doing fine," he said with a small, half-hearted smile.

"Are you sure? There isn't anything you'd like to talk about?" you asked, reaching over the cart’s countertop and placing a hoof on his thigh. "Because you know that I'm here if you need to talk with anypony, right?"

Your friend nodded again, looking down at you carefully. You could see the gears turning in his head. You just stood there patiently, waiting to see what he'd do.

It was no use to force him. He had to come out and tell you what was bothering him himself. And you’d listen, and do everything in your power to help him out.

Finally, after nearly a minute of silence, he finally spoke. "Well... for the last couple of days I've really wanted to do something...."

Propping your upper body up on the cart, you leaned toward him. "Oh?"

"Yeah, it's been bugging me for awhile, and I think I have it all figured out, but the problem is that I need someone to help me and I don't know who to ask yet..."

You let out a sigh.

Oh good. It wasn't anything serious then…

"I'd be more than happy to help you with whatever you need, Anon," you chirped, giving the human your brightest smile.

Anon's brow furrowed. "Are you sure? This is gonna take awhile, like a long, long while, and I don't want to bother you—"

"Bother? You'd never bother me with anything, Anon," you interrupted with a dismissive wave of the hoof. "I always make time for my friends, and you're no exception to that."

The smile came back to Anon's face, though this one seemed a whole lot more genuine. "Thanks, Twi. You're a real good friend."

You giggled. "They don't call me the Princess of Friendship for nothing! But would it be alright if we waited for a few minutes for Applejack to get back? Then I'll be freed up to help you out."

You were sure Applejack would be back any minute now. Then you and Anon could go wherever you needed to go and fix this problem so that your alien chum wouldn't be so gloomy anymore.

"We don't need to leave the cart," Anon replied. "We can do it right here. At least the first stage anyway."

Your brow furrowed.

First stage?

You were about to ask him what he meant when you saw him reach down to unbutton his pants. Your tail twitched at the sight.

Pushing his pants and underwear down to around his ankles, Anon shimmied around the cart so that he was standing right next to you. "Alrighty. I'm gonna go ahead and fuck you to start this whole thing off. Is that alright, Twi?"

Your gaze drifted down to his groin. Anon's stallionhood was already beginning to harden and thicken. You could have sworn you even saw some of the veins throbbing.

You licked your lips at the sight. You couldn't see how this was going to help any problem that he had, but you most certainly weren't going to say no...

"That's fine," your tail slowly rising. "It's been a few too many days since we've done it anyway."

Anon's smile widened just a hair at that.

He took a half step forward. You opened your mouth, ready for him to present his stallionhood so you could suck it to hardness. But, to your surprise, he bent down and picked you up like you were a foal. You blinked, staring up at Anon as he cradled you in your arms.

What the hay was he doing...?

Giving you a toothy smile, Anon gently placed you on the cart's countertop. On your back, with your legs splayed out.

...In the missionary position for the sole purpose of procreation

W-Wat?

A blush exploded across your face as Anon placed his hands on your sides and leaned down. "A-Anon? What are you—thmp!"

Your eyes grew to the size of dinner plates when he leaned down and pressed his lips against yours. This was no hungry kiss, not a kiss that came from lust either. There was love in this kiss; love and affection.

Somepony let out a gasp a few feet away from you.

"Are they kissing each other in public? Like THAT?"

Your wings fluttered in surprise, shock, and embarrassment. Anon let out a hum, gently caressing your sides with those wonderful fingers of his. You found yourself squirming at his touch.

WHAT THE HAY WAS HE DOING?! HE JUST SAID THAT THE TWO OF YOU WERE GOING TO RUT!

NOT… N-NOT LIKE THIS!

Slowly, Anon broke your kiss. His hands made their way upward to cup your face.

"A-Anon? What are you d-doing?" you demanded as he rubbed his nose against yours.

"I'm making love you with, Twi," he replied, pressing his long, hard, throbbing stallionhood against your slit.

"B-But only married couples d-do that in t-the privacy of t-their own homes," you shimmered, gasping when you felt him begin to grind his maleness against you.

"Well, I guess it's married couples and us now, huh?" Anon said, brushing a lock of hair out of your face and kissing you again.

Your blush crept down your neck at the lewdness you were witnessing.

No. The lewdness you were participating in...
"A-Anon, stop it. Just r-rut me like you normally do."

Anon chuckled. "Nah, I think I'm gonna make love with the prettiest pony in the whole wide world like this.”

P-Prettiest pony in the world?!

A chorus of gasps could be heard from all around you. Your ears flattened against your skull at the sound. Anon ignored it, looking straight into your eyes.

O-Oh goodness...

A low whine escaped your throat. "A-Anon, stop it. There's p-public decency l-laws. You c-could get us in trou—"

You gasped as the tip of Anon's cock parted the lips of your marehood, revealing the pink underneath. You couldn't help but wink, coating the human's length with a spurt of marecum.

"I don't care," Anon told you, tracing circles around your cheeks with his thumbs. "For the longest time I've been thinking how to make sex lewd for you little horses, and I've found it."

He leaned down to kiss you again. The tip of your horn glowed. You tried to teleport out from underneath the human so that you could berate him for acting like this in public, but your magic sputtered out with a hard grind of his hips against your own.

You moaned into Anon's mouth, your wings flapping. They connected with some of the apples, knocking them to the ground, but you barely even noticed. After another entirely too long and too inappropriate kiss, Anon pulled away, leaving you more than a little breathless.

"So here's what I'm gonna do. I'm gonna make love to you on this cart until you can't see straight. Then I'm gonna lovingly carry you home, take you to your bathroom where we'll share a bath together. After that I'll rub you down so you won't be sore and carry you to the bed."

He leaned down to give you a nip on the neck.

"And after all of that, the two of us are gonna spend the rest of the day cuddling and whispering sweet nothing's into each other's ears."

Another kiss caused the heat from your face to make its way down your legs.

"Then when the two of us wake up, I'm going to take you out on a little dinner date. After a couple of days, maybe a week or two, I'm gonna take you out on another. It'll be a nice restaurant this time, and you'll wear something that'll make you even more beautiful."
You bit your lip, your back legs twitching from his words. Anon kissed you again. You tried to squirm away, but your body betrayed you. Your lips puckered, and you returned the loving, chastened kiss

Celestia help you if it didn’t feel nice. Really nice.

"The more dates we go on the more ponies are going to notice a change in us," Anon continued, grinding himself against you with more and more force. "They'll say that the two of us look happier than we've ever been, that our smiles seem to light up whichever room we’re in. And they'd be right. We are happier. Smiles come easier, and even the bad days don't seem so bad because we have each other."

You let out a moan, your back arching.

T-That… That sounded really nice…

Lewd! You meant LEWD! Lewd and inappropriate and WRONG!

You heard a mare gasp, before hitting the ground, but didn't look to see where, your eyes glued to Anon's deep green pools. You couldn't look away no matter what you did. The human had you under his spell. There was nothing you could do to stop ponies from seeing this.

"I'll move into your bedroom so that every morning the two of us wake up we'll be able to see each other's smiling faces. And once we get up from bed, after holding each other and basking in comfort and warmth, we'd get up and share a shower together."

Despite yourself, you couldn't help but picture the depraved scene in your mind's eyes. Your mane and tail all messy from sleep. Anon, nude and with your scent clinging to him from your love making the night before. He'd no doubt do something incredibly silly to make you laugh while the water cascaded all around y-you...

Your heart fluttered and your stomach tightened at the sheer degeneracy of it all.

”We'd be together for a few months, maybe a year or two, and they'd be the happiest time of our lives," Anon said, pressing his nose against yours. "And then, one day, I'd take you over to SugarCube corner to get your favorite cupcakes. We'd get a dozen of them in a little pink box with a bow wrapped around it. But when you open that box you'd see something sitting right on top of one of the cupcakes that would make you drop it. It'd be a ring."

Your breathing hitched.

A ring?! A wedding ring?!

Your hips began to rise and lower— despite you wanting them to stay BUCKING STILL—rubbing yourself against Anon even as he rubbed against you.

A happy sound escaped the human's throat, and he held you a little tighter. "I'd grab the ring and get down on one knee. There’d be tears in my eyes while I ask you to marry me."

M-MARRY?!

"You'd be crying as well, but they'd be happy tears, and you'd tell me yes. A million times yes. Ponies would cheer, and your parents, friends, the princesses, all of them would come out of the back of the bakery and congratulate us."

Your parents? Your friends? The princesses?!

No! Never! It'd break their hearts to see you so corrupted!

"The wedding would be a little thing, with just our friends and family," Anon said, his voice dropping to a whisper. "You'd look beautiful in the dress Rarity made for you, I'd look dashing in my suit. There would be tears in ponies eyes after we said our vows and kissed."

You let out a moan, wondering just what kind of vile things Anon would say in his vows. They'd no doubt be filled with love and warmth; the kind of things that kept ponies up at night eyeing the shadows.

"We'd go to a nice, quiet place for our honeymoon, where I'd put the first of our many children in you. They'd have their mother's good looks and their dad's eyes and sense of humor. I'd like four boys and two girls, but I have a feeling that you'd give me more girls than boys. And that'd be wonderful, because I'd get to make each and every one of them with you."

Again your mind's eyes began to wander. The monster of a human would no doubt save his sperm for days to make especially sure that he flooded you. But before that, he'd take his time breaking you. Slowly, sensually making love to you in the hotel’s bed. Looking into your eyes with each thrust, telling you how much he loved you in between kisses and nuzzles.

There would be no hurry, no urgency in your lovemaking. And then you'd feel it. That thick mushroom-like head of his expanding. His cock twitching hard, his balls tightening.

And then you'd feel it.

Cum. It'd be thick, potent, more than enough to knock you up ten times over. It would paint your womb white, forcing you to give him beautiful, healthy children that would be your pride and joy until the end of days.
The two of you would no doubt spend WEEKS picking names...

Anon kissed you once again. You gritted your teeth to keep from moaning again. Your back legs wrapped around Anon's hip, pinning him against you.

T-There...

Now you at least h-had him trapped...

To make doubly sure that Anon wouldn't break free to terrorize another poor mare, you wrapped your wings around him tightly.

Somepony renched to your left. To your right you could hear some less than happy rumblings.

"Hey! Take those horse apples someplace else...!"

"There's children walking around, you deviants...!"

"Momma? What are those two doing...?"

"...I-I'll tell you when you're older, sweetie..."

Anon smiled as he broke the kiss. One of his hands left your face and grabbed your hoof.

More gasping. More bodies hitting the dirt.

You could see the flower sisters at the edge of your periphery, all three on the ground, looks of pure disbelief etched on their faces. There was also Rarity, a plethora of bags on the dirt all around her, with a look of shock and just a bit of jealousy on her face.

"How's that sound?" he asked, his cock twitching in anticipation.

"A-Anon we can't— you can't— there's—" you shimmered, trying to formulate the right words.

Never before in your life had you heard somepony utter such debauchery . It was almost mind boggling.

Celestia help you...

"W-Why?"

Slowly, Anon placed his lips right next to your ear. "Because this is my fetish, Twi."

A Prideful Pony

Author's Note

Contains: Twilight Sparkle, Exhibitionism, Reversed Gender Roles in Equestria, Inappropriate Actions in a Marketplace, Wingjob, Blowjob, Establishing Dominance by Looking Into a Stallion's Eyes While Cumming, Among Other Things

A Prideful Pony

It was another quiet day in sleepy little Ponyville. The air outside was hot, and just muggy enough to make it a chore to go outside.

Even though ponies had been complaining for days about it the local weather team had refused to do anything about the heat wave. They might have said that it was because of some convoluted seasonal scheduling but you all knew that they just didn't want to do the extra work.

Stupid unions...

Still, miserable weather or not, there was work to be done for many of the town's inhabitants. The smell of heat was in the air, as was the smell of sweat and fruit and melting chocolate. The sounds of birds chirping could be heard in the background as ponies milled around the marketplace.

Merchants could be heard peddling their wares to passers-by while they used everything from fans to leaves to hunks of wood to fan themselves. There was a quiet, ever-present murmur amongst the crowd as it moved and swayed and expanded and condensed.

Gossip, laughter, hurled insults; it all blurred together until it was nothing more than a jumbled mess. Hooves slid and stomped and dragged against the dirt. Every minute or so the sound of a cleaver slamming against a wooden cutter would rise above the noise.

"A-Are you sure that you still w-want to do this?"

"Hey, I'm the one waiting on you."

"I know, but I j-just want to make sure that you're a hundred percent okay with this."

"Hon, I let you drag me all the way out here in this fucking awful heat. If that doesn't show how okay I am with this than nothing will."

"I-I know but—"

"But nothing. Now, are we gonna do this or are we just going to sit here and sweat?"

You are Twilight Sparkle, Element of Harmony, Princess of Friendship, and three-time yu-gi-poh regional champion.

Both you and your husband Incognito were sitting on an old wooden bench that was smack dab in the middle of the entire market. The bench, a sagging, paint-chipped, uncomfortable thing that had probably been built a decade before you were born, was seated under an old maple tree.
The old maple's leaves were slightly wilted— it had been a good week or two since there had been a good rain— but even so it provided the two of you with a pleasant amount of shade. It did absolutely nothing for the humidity, but it did keep the sun off the both of you.

Which was really nice...

"Good morning Princess!"

"Hiya, Twilight! Incognito!"

"M'lady, m'sir!"

You waved and smiled as ponies, laden with goods and wares, walked past. It was a painted-on smile though, and your wave felt jerky and unnatural.

You were nervous. No matter how hard you tried, you just couldn't hold still. Your heart was pounding in your chest. Fear, indecision, eagerness were making your stomach do flips. Your breathing felt shallow, and with each breath your mouth felt drier and drier.

Underneath that smile and that wave you were a mare that was about to do something that she had never done before. Something that was VERY inappropriate and VERY stupid to do in public.

"Are you sure that there's not going to be any kids running around when we do this? I'm all for checking off another thing on the fetish bucket list, but I'm not about to fuck a kid up," your husband asked.

"S-School won't be out for a few h-hours, and Cheerilee isn't going to take them anywhere in t-this heat. I did the math last night; we have an eight-five point three-two-seven-six percent chance of no filly or colt under the age of eighteen seeing... us. We'll be fine," you replied, not quite able to keep the nervousness out of your voice.

Pride made a mare do some crazy things.

Wars had been waged, whole families and clans had perished, cities had been destroyed, all in the name of pride. You were a shameless history buff; time and time and time again you had read what it did to the ponies of the past. You knew what to do to keep it pride from being your downfall. But here you were, sitting on this uncomfortable bench with your hubby, about to do something VERY stupid in the name of pride.

It had all started a few days ago. You and the girls were sitting around chatting at Applejack's place. It was a mare's night; just the six of you sitting around a campfire and burning things while you all drank far too much. And, as it always did whenever Applejack let you dip into her private reserve of Apple family hard cider, your chatter quickly turned to more intimate subjects.

The girls talked about the stallions that they were with or were talking to or had "seen" lately. Most of it was relatively harmless; some kissing, groping, waking up to find a stallion underneath the covers. One or two of you decided to be bold and set the scene of a three-way and even an orgy or two with expressive hoof-waves and descriptive, if slightly slurred, language.

A lot of it was a load of horse apples; you all knew it, there's no way that most of it couldn't be anything other than fantasy, but you all enjoyed listening to it. In fact, you all went out of your way to congratulate the other on their obvious lie while thinking up a tale that would blow theirs out of the water.

It was fun talk, the kind of talk that young, hot-to-trot mares did whenever liquor warmed their bellies. That was until it was your turn to start telling stories.

You, being the only married mare— a HAPPILY married mare, thank you very much— of the group, were always the one that the girls called horse apples on.

There's no way that you or your husband would rut on the countertop! Incognito wouldn't do something like that! He couldn't step outside without wearing enough clothes to cover every part of his body!

He was a prude! Conservative! If you were lucky you'd be able to hold his hoof at night after the two of you locked the door and closed the blinds!

The girls, Rainbow and Applejack especially, would make sure to nudge you, giggling and grinning as your stories, which WERE true, were brushed off as nothing more than nonsense.

Yeah...

As if half of the male Wonderbolts had flown all the way from Cloudsdale to Rainbow's house for an all-night orgy! That happened, but making love to your husband on your balcony underneath the stars was LUDICROUS!

You knew that they were just twisting your teats. They didn't mean anything by it, and you always made sure to give as good as you got where the teasing was concerned, but it was beginning to drive you NUTS!.

Just because you were married didn't mean that you and your husband were a couple of old fuddy-duddies!

The two of you got down and dirty! You bucked like rabbits! You've had the privilege of seeing Cogy walk to your bathroom bow-legged after you had your way with him!

You've ridden his cock while he sat on your throne! Cogy has licked your entire body clean after you've poured honey all over yourself!

The two of had been working your way through the TENTH edition of the Pony Sutra for crying out loud!

But no. Innocent little Twilight and her big, too-pure-for-this-world stallion only eskimo kissed when they went to bed.

You had tried to ignore it, but it went on for weeks and weeks, then months and months, until you were SICK OF IT!. So sick, in fact, that you finally decided to do something that would shut them the BUCK UP for good.

A plan. A perfect, lewd plan that was perfectly lewd. A plan that would show your friends just who had the biggest teats in town!

For weeks you had been getting everything ready. Checking every law in Equestria, talking to the local guard, having a nice chat with the mayor.

Cogy had been easy to persuade. All you had needed to do was assure him that there weren't going to be any little ones running around and neither of you were going to get in trouble.

Mayor Mare, with a human husband of her own, had gotten a kick out of your plan when you had told her, and had even gone out of her way to tell you when the market was busiest during the week.

You were a princess, so neither the law nor the guards were REALLY going to get in your way. The citizens of Ponyville were another story, but if push came to shove you were sure everything would be alright. Probably.

You were good, in the clear, ready for take-off. Now all you needed to do was just buck up and DO it.

Y-Yep. You just needed to d-do it...

Resting your hooves in your lap, you looked over at your husband and smiled as best as your frazzled nerves would let you. Due to the heat, Incognito had decided to dress lightly today. A pair of grey khaki shorts covered his lower body and a white muscle shirt covered his top.

Your husband, to get you worked up most likely, had made sure that the articles of clothing were two sizes too small for his large frame. Because of the heat, they almost seemed to cling to his sweat-soaked form, hugging every curve in the best of ways.

You took a minute to let your gaze wander his body. His broad shoulders, his thick chest, flat stomach, strong, mouth-wateringly thick legs. You wetted your lips with your tongue when your eyes settled between his legs, where a very visible bulge could be seen in his pants.

Whoo… Whoo momma...

You fanned yourself with a wing and bit your lip. You could smell the sweat and the rich, thick musk that seemed to come off your Cogy in waves. You could also detect the faint scent of his deodorant, the soap that he had used to clean himself off last night, his shampoo, the chewing tobacco that he liked to partake on occasion.

He smelled smoky and clean, sweet but salty. No other pony, gryphon, minotaur, or even human smelled like him

Your breathed in deeply, savoring your husband's one-of-a-kind scent. When your lungs were filled to the brim you held the breath for a few moments before exhaling. You did this again, and again, and once more. With each breath you could feel all of your fears and anxieties drain away.

The townsponies, your friends, your neighbors, your subjects, began to fade away. There was just you, Incognito, and his scent. A smile came to your face as you leaned against your Cogy and closed your eyes.

You rubbed your hind legs together, biting your lip when you began to feel a wetness that most certainly wasn't sweat begin to accumulate.

"Hmm~"

Your wing slipped around your husband's back, pulling him closer toward you. You could hear him sniffing the air.

Though a human's nose was nowhere near as powerful as a pony's, you swear to Celestia that your husband was part blood hound. Nine times out of ten he could tell if you were... excited; sometimes even before you knew. It didn't matter how hard you tried to hide it, flapped your wings to blow away the smell, tucked your tail between your legs, even used magic to try to mask the scent, he'd know.

He'd know, and then he'd smile that smile that always made your legs turn to jelly and your heart ache in the best way.
"Somebody's already excited huh?" he muttered out of the corner of his mouth, leaning into you.

You giggled breathlessly, nuzzling his chest, bathing yourself in his scent. "I'm sitting next to the most beautiful stallion in the world. How can't I be excited?" you chirped.

You could feel the vibrations in your husband's chest as he chuckled a moment later. "Flattery isn't going to get you anywhere, Mrs. Sparkle."

You cracked open an eye to look up at him. "Then why are you smiling, Mr. Sparkle?"

Cogy's grin just widened.

Now the ponies in the market were gone. There were no birds singing. The air didn't even feel as humid. There was just you and him.

Your wing slipped from Cogy's back to his head. With a little tug you got him to lean down just as you leaned up.

His hand found your chin just as you puckered your lips, humming as you did so. His lips looked so full, so lovely in this light.

You wanted to taste those lips, feel them against yours. So you leaned up a little more and did just that. In another world away, you could hear ponies playfully calling out to you, teasing and joking. But you could barely hear them, instantly lost in the kiss.

The corner of Cogy's lips twitched as he leaned into the smooch, tickling your neck and jaw with his fingers. You giggled, rubbing your nose against his without breaking the kiss.

Cogy's blue eyes seemed to be shining as you stared into them. They were breathtaking eyes; the kind of eyes that a mare could get lost in. They were eyes full of love and mischief and joy and affection. They were the eyes of Incognito Sparkle; your husband; the love of your life.

Your tongue darted out of your mouth as you hummed again. You teased your husband's lips, and without hesitation he parted them and allowed your wet muscle to slip in inside.

"Hmm~"

Cogy was never an aggressive kisser. You never had to wage a war with your tongue to stay in his mouth. He liked to let you lead the kiss, to explore, while his smaller, thinner tongue teased yours so that every few moments you have to stop your exploring and tease back.

Your hooves slipped around his neck as the fingers on his other hand danced across the small of your back.
"Mmpth~"

You began to put more into the kiss, using your tongue to guide Cogy's into your mouth. Your husband let out a quiet groan as his fingers dug into your chin. His eyes began to cloud as they slowly slipped closed.

The teasing and joking had gone silent, you noticed. Ponies were no doubt looking away uncomfortably at your "little" display at affection. Some were probably red-faced, others were might have been making a conscious effort to look everywhere but where you were sitting.

Cogy's tongue began to explore your mouth just as a bead of your drool, mixed with his, began to slide down your chin. Small and thin his tongue might be, but even so you found yourself shivering as it traced the edges of your teeth.

Somepony gasped as you let out another groan, flapping your wings.

This was not how a princess was supposed to act in public, the gasper was no doubt thinking. A kiss like that was something meant for a more private setting, not out here were all these ponies could see! And what was that smell?

Was the princess AROUSED? What was wrong with her? Didn't she know that ponies were looking right at her?!

Suddenly, a gentle breeze swept through the market. It washed over you, causing your mane to sway and tickling your feathers. You let out another, not-so-quiet groan, rubbing your back legs together a little more firmly.

This was happening. You were going to do this with your husband, in front of all of these ponies. And, at that moment, you couldn't help but find yourself getting excited.

Very excited.

Breaking the kiss with a gasp, you held your husband at hoof's length. The two of you were breathing hard. Your face felt warm and you could see a bright blush on Incognito's face.

Looking down between his legs, you could also see that his shorts were now straining to hold back the beast hidden in them. Leaning toward it, you breathed in deep through your nose. There was that smell of sweat, but along with it the heady, very distinct scent of an aroused human.

It was an otherworldly smell; a smell that could, and had, on multiple occasions, leave an entire roomful of mares feeling hot and VERY bothered.

You pulled your wings back up to your sides. A growl escaped your throat as you looked back up at your husband.

"Legs. Spread'em."

You hopped off the bench while Cogy did as you said, spreading his legs nice and wide. His cock throbbed through his pants. The sight of it sent a jolt of need through your body.

"What the buck are they doing...?"

"They can't be doing what I think they're doing, are they...?"

"Don't they know that ponies are watching...?"

"In all of my years I've never seen a member of royalty act like this!"

"WHOO! Tear it up, Sparklebutt!"

Leaning down, letting yourself be swept up in Cogy's scent, you unbuttoned his pants with your mouth.

"Hmm~ You smell so good, hon," you murmured, pressing your nose against his bulge and taking a long sniff.

Cogy twitched, but said nothing as you began to pull his pants down.

"Come on... stupid pants.. get off..."

Your husband, ever the helpful stallion, made your job easier by lifting his butt into the air and wiggling his hips. With some aggressive, impatient pulling, you eventually managed to yank his khakis down and toss them away, leaving your husband in nothing but his underwear.

At the tip of his length you could see a wet spot on the underwear. You chuckled at the sight, your tail flicking as you nosed his whole length. His breath caught in his throat, and the quietest of moans could be heard escaping his lips.

You chuckled again, nostrils flaring. It looked like your hubby was enjoying this just as much as you.

"Yes, yes, yes..."

Cogy let out a groan, rolling his hips as you tugged at the bottoms of his undergarments. You could taste the sweat soaking them; that salty, delicious flavor that always tickled your tastebuds. You took your time tugging the boxers down, enjoying the inch after inch of flesh that was exposed to not only you but half of Ponyville.

Just like with the rest of his body, Cogy's groin was shiny with sweat. It glistened off the sun as you tugged those boxers lower and lower. The skin was pristine, most of it perfectly smooth except a small patch of hair that your husband liked to keep

Some mares liked it when their stallions, human stallions especially, had things completely shaved down there, but you liked a bit of hair on your man. It made you feel like you were rutting a stallion, not some colt that just got his cutiemark.

And speaking of cutiemarks...

"Did you really cut out my cutiemark into your pubes?" you asked, looking up at your husband.

Cogy just grinned at you. "Hey, it was either that or an arrow, and I think that the star thingy looks better," he told you.

You snorted and shook your head, but smiled all the same. If you really thought about it, it was REALLY flattering that he'd do something like that for you. But you were spending too much time enjoying the scenery.

Time to get to the main course...

Cogy groaned again as your cheek brushed against his cloth-covered length. You could feel his cock throb against your fur as he rolled his hips again with a little more force.

"Stop messing and tug those fuckers down, Twi," he groaned, covering his face with a hand. "I swear to god if you keep teasing I'm going to kick your purpl—"

With one last hard tug, Cogy's underwear fell down to his legs. His cock, freed from its VERY cramped prison, slapped against your jaw.

Cogy's breathing hitched and it throbbed again, sending it bouncing against the tip of your nose, coating it with a bead of pre cum before it settled, its tip pointed up toward the sky.

"Hmm~"

His length was a long, thick, swollen thing. Long, fat veins traveled up and down the length. At the tip was a fat mushroom-like purplish head. Below were a pair of mouth-wateringly large, cum-filled balls.

From where you were it looked larger than life, massive; the kind of cock that your friends only bragged about in their wildest dreams.

And. It. Was. Yours.

"What is she doing to that poor colt?!"

"Somepony should say something!"

"Where's the guard?! Shouldn't they be trying to stop this?"

"Oh my... Out here like this..."

"There's my big boy," you cooed

Your wing extended slowly. Cogy was staring at it through his fingers. For a moment, as your wing drew closer, his body tensed up, before he took a deep, shaky breath and he relaxed.

You winked up at him. "I know how much you love my wings, hon," you cooed. "So why don't we have a little fun with them before we REALLY give these ponies a show~?"

Cogy opened his mouth to say something just as your wing wrapped around his length. His eyes widened, and his body jerked in surprise.

"thejbrkeje!"

With a simple squeeze, his entire length was smothered in your feathers. As you did that, you leaned down and began to clean his sack with your tongue.

"OhfuckingChrist!"

The muscles in Cogy's legs and stomach rippled as he gasped. His cock jumped in your wing, coating it with a healthy dollop of pre.

"Do you like that, hon?" you asked, your voice husky. "Does that feel good? Do you like feeling my feathers on your b-big, fat c-cock?"

You began to slowly stroke him. Extending your other wing, you also began to tickle his tip. Your BIG, human jerked again, a high-pitched mewl escaping his throat.

"F-Fuck..."

As your wing worked his cock, your mouth was also busy. Salt danced across your tongue with each lick, each kiss.

Cogy's scent, his musk, was most potent down here. You could practically TASTE the pheromones that were quickly turning your brain to mush. They left you panting, hot, and wanting more and more and more.

You began to roughly lap at his sack with long, broad strokes, not caring who would see or how much noise you made.

"Are my feathers soft? Does my mouth feel good?" you asked, breathing hard. "Does my Cogy want to shoot his warm, thick c-cum all over my f-feathers?"

You began to quicken your strokes, twisting and tightening your wing around him. The tip of your other wing was still focused on his leaking cockhead. Cogy's hands open and closed as he whined again You continued to lap at his sack, even though it every inch of it was already coated with your spit.

You couldn't stop. His taste was too much. You couldn't get enough of it.

Cogy tried to reach down, to grab your head, but with a spell you forced his arms against the back of the bench.

"Ah, ah," you chided, licking your lips. "None of that. You just let your Twilight take care of you~"

You looked up at your wing to see that they absolutely coated in cum. The pearly white substance contrasted sharply with your purple.

It was going to be a pain to get out of your feathers, you knew. Your husband was a very virile, healthy stallion. Every single time that you made love with him, be it with your mouth, your wings, your hooves, or your marehood, he'd cum bucket loads. And by looking at how your wings were already coated, it looked like you were going to receive an especially large load today.

Not that there was ANYTHING wrong with that...

"Y-Yeah, hon," Cogy gasped. "Just l-like that... Just like t-th—ohgod!"

You were going to have to spend hours cleaning every feather, nevertheless. Popping them into your mouth, licking them until the salty-sweet taste of your husband's essence was gone.

"Oh Celestia..."

Nostrils flaring, you pressed your muzzle against his base and groaned. Cogy's cock throbbed against your feathers in response, coating them in a fresh coat of seed.

It felt so warm...

So sticky...

Pulling the wing that had been teasing his cockhead away, you brought a cum-coated primary to your lips and popped it into your mouth.

Hmmm. Sweet like always...

You could feel your husband's eyes on you as you licked your feather clean, so you decided to tease him a bit.

"Hmwaaaaa~"

Your tongue slide around the primary, slowly lapping at it, teasing it, before slipping it into your mouth once more and gently suckling. A shiver ran up Cogy's body and a very quiet, need-filled whimper escaped his lips.

You couldn't help but smile.

Though you never considered yourself all that good-looking your husband always had a knack of making you feel like the sexiest mare in the world. The way that he responded to your touch, the look in his eyes when the two of you kissed, the noises that he made whenever you were riding him.

To him you weren't some dork that had gotten lucky and managed to become a princess. You were pretty, beautiful. You were the best, most interesting, greatest mare in the world.

A warmed filled your chest as you gave your Cogy's cock a series of quick pumps. "I love you, hon," you murmured, more to yourself than to him. "I love you so much..."

Your wing was a blur as you began to stroke as quickly as you could. Your husband's cock was throbbing wildly now.

He couldn't hold still. His hands were opening and closing desperately as he tried to pull them away from the bench. His head was rolling. His face was soaked with sweat and his eyes were half-lidded and it sounded like he was mumbling to himself. After all of the evenings exploring your Cogy's body, seeing what he liked, seeing what turned him on and made him whimper, you knew what that meant.

He was going to come soon. It was only a matter of time. Just a minute more, maybe two, and he—

"INCOGNITO! What the buck is the princess doing to you?!"

In any other instance, you would have jumped, spun around in a panic and started babbling to whoever the buck was shouting in your ear. But you were too focused on the task in front of you, and any sensible, rational part of your brain had been thoroughly soaking in Cogy's smell for a while now. So you continued to not only stroke your husband's length, but you also began to rub your saliva-coated muzzle against the base of his shaft, where his balls and cock met.

Above you, Cogy gasped. His cock throbbed hard, and his back arched.

"Holyfuckingshitdon'tstophon!" he wheezed, panting hard

You said nothing, simply twisting your wing along his shaft, much to his delight.

Come on. Give it to momma. Shoot out that sticky—

"Stop that! You stop raping that stallion right now! You could—"

Your husband loudly gulped as you began kissing his shaft. "C-Caramel! I sw-EAR! to GOD if you don't p-ISS! off I'm go-NNA! ruin your d-AY!"

Cogy's knees tapped against the sides of your head. You hummed, using your hooves to spread them back open.

"Is she making you do this, Incognito? Is she forcing—"

"Fu-CK! your d-AY! up. I s-WEAR! that— just like that h-hon— I'll get up a-ND! fuck y-OU up."

Cogy hissed as his cock throbbed again.

"B-But just THINK about what ponies are going to s-say—"

"FUCK'EM!"

Your husband bucked his hips hard.You felt his length slide up your wing, throbbing and almost burning hot.

"Twi," he growled. "Twi!"

In an instant you pulled away your wing to reveal Cogy's pulsing, leaking, cum-covered manhood.

"Twi!"

You shot forward, grabbing his length with both of your hooves and pulling it toward your mouth. You opened wide, nearly salivating, and popped it into your mouth.The second that his cockhead passed your lips your husband threw back his head and roared like a dying Manticore.

His hips jerked, forcing a few more inches of his length into your maw. You took the mouthful happily, swirling your tongue around his sensitive crown even as you sucked him long and hard.

"TwitwitwitwiTWITWITWI!"

Cogy tried to buck his hips again but you pressed your weight down on his hips keeping him pinned to the bench. You could taste the sweat on his length, along with the flowery shampoo that you had used on your wings the night before.

And the cum. Sweet, but slightly salty. Thick, like honey…

Alien, yet so familiar…

So... wonderful

So... addicting

"Hmmmmm..."

Each time your tongue managed to gather up another tablespoon of the stuff the pleasure center of your brain received a jolt. You found yourself groaning as you rubbed your back legs together.

Your eyes slipped shut as you took more and more of him into your mouth. "Gulp...gulp...gwulp..."

His length stretched your jaw, forced you to take deep breaths through your nose, further overwhelming your senses with his musk, his stink.

"Fuuuuuuuuccccccccckkkkkkkkkk..."

He pulsed in your mouth as you took half of his length and held it there, teasing the underside of his length with the tip of your tongue.

The pony behind you was being awfully quiet as you fellated your husband to orgasm. You could hear them shuffling, as if they were trying to leave without drawing notice to themselves. Unfortunately for them your husband, even as he was on the brink of cumming, was still as eagle-eyed as ever.

"CARA-mel! You st-AY! right there!"

"Inco—"

"Lo-OK me IN! the e-YE! when I CUM! you FUCK!"

A ripple ran through your husband's body.He curled into himself, nearly driving your horn into his gut.

His breathing was coming in short spurts and you could see his legs shaking, but still he held eye contact with the pony behind you.

His cock twitched hard, giving you a fresh batch of cum. You hummed happily, forcing another few inches into your mouth. He hissed again, his toes curling.

"Look. At. Meeeeeeee..."

He pulsed hard again, and, knowing what was about to happen, you quickly pulled backward until just his tip was in your mouth. You attacked his tip with your tongue, humming and sucking like he was a lollypop.

"C-CU-CUMMING!"

Your husband jerked hard, gnashing his teeth. His cock throbbed so powerfully that it tapped against the roof of your mouth. You were quick to grab it in between your hooves, to keep it leaving your mouth. As you did that the first spurt of cum came.

Salty, pearly white, and wonderful, it coated the tip of your tongue. There was so much of it. It coated your tongue, the roof of your mouth, your cheeks.

"Hmph~!"

Your eyes widened and you quickly swallowed as another load, even bigger than the first, fired from your husband's tip as he groaned.

"Look. At. Me. Caramelllllll...." you heard him say before another load forced a bit of cum to spurt out of the corners of your mouth.

Your eyes quickly slipped closed. One of your hooves began to fondle his balls, coaxing even more of that delicious substance from his tip.

You swallowed again and again and again, until your lungs were burning, your head was spinning, and cum was running down your cheeks and neck. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, your husband's orgasm seemed to sputter out. A few throbs the flow of cum ceased, allowing you to get a handle on the mouthful that you were already struggling with.

"Mwph~"

You could feel your horn tapping against your husband's belly. He was breathing hard, with sweat dripping from his arms, face, and neck. Though you couldn't see it, there was a blissful, happy look in his eyes and a smile that was a mile wide on his face.

"Fucking... It's been a... while since I've... cum that hard..."

Your horn sputtered as you groaned through your mouthful, releasing your grip on Cogy's hands. They flopped to the bench below as you swallowed.

Feeling his length start to soften in your mouth, you began to bob your head once more.

Hey, hey. None of THAT mister!

It's not over yet! We're not FINISHED YET!

Cogy's body jerked as you gave his length a hard suck, quickly bobbing your up and down and taking as much as you could comfortably.

"Gluk... gulk... gulp..."

He groaned, picking up a trembling hand and placing it on your head. You hummed as you felt him running his fingers through your mane as you began to twist your head to and fro.

"FUCK... somebody really wants it BAD..." he growled.

For the next minute or two you continued to tent to your husband, sucking and licking and drooling all over his length. His cock once again began to harden under your tender care, thickening and elongating with each kiss and suck.

As soon as you felt his cock stretching your jaw, you pulled back with a pop. Cogy's cock wobbled in the open air, slick with your spit and cum. It throbbed, bouncing off his belly before it bounded back and hit your lips. As it jerked away you saw a thin trail of saliva connect the tip of the cock to your lips. Your tongue darted out, cutting the connection, as you struggled to catch your breath.

The once bustling market was dead silent, you realized after a few moments. You could feel a hundred eyes staring at the back of your head. You also noticed a tension in the air, as if the ponies watching you didn't know whether to hurl insults or start stomping their hooves.

But none of that concerned you. It didn't even concern you a little bit. Was DID concern you, however, was the heat under your tail.

Your hindlegs, your rump, your tail; all of it was soaked. Every time that you moved a jolt of pleasure raced up your body as your puffy lips rubbed against each other.

A whine escaped your throat as you looked up at your husband and nuzzled his cock. "Incognito... Honey. Are you... ready to go... another round?" you asked, not particularly caring how desperate you sounded. "I NEED... something inside of... me. Please..."

Your husband's fingers danced across your scalp as he looked down at you. Gone was the mischievous, loving look in his eyes. Gone was the small smile on his face.

There was hunger in those eyes now; an ancient, animalistic need that sent shivers down your body. He said nothing as he stared at you, but you felt his fingers grab a handful of your mane. He tugged, and you gasped, taking a step away from him.

"Aha~"

You could feel your tail flagging, showing anypony that cared to look your soaked cunt. He tugged a little harder, climbing to his feet as you took another step back. His cock was pointing to the sky, and leaking as if he hadn't just cummed enough to put any stallion to shame a million times over. When he stood to his full height, towering over you, he thrust his hips, slapping his cock wetly against his belly.

"Turn," he growled, giving your mane another tug.

You winced, groaning as your cum-covered wings gave a helpless flap. You could feel your legs shaking. Your head was spinning, sweat soaked your fur, you couldn't seen to catch your breath.

You needed something inside of you. You needed HIM inside of you…

"Pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease..."

Your husband jerked your head to the left forcing you to turn. He jerked again, and again, not even pretending to be gentle, until your rump was pointed at his crotch.

You could see them all; the ponies that had stopped what they were doing to watch you and your husband. There must have been a hundred of them standing around you. Not a single one of them were trying to be tactful about their staring.

No, they were staring at you with wide-eyes and opened mouths. Many of them were squirming uncomfortably, cocks slapping against their bellies and juices running down their legs. As a whole their faces were red and sweaty; and not because of the heat.

Their faces wore a wide range of emotions. Disbelief, outrage, envy, shock, desire. None of them could believe that their princess would act in such a way. They couldn't believe that you'd do this. That you'd suck your coltfriend's dick out in public as if it were your right.

"H-Hmm~"

You bit your lip as a pang of pleasure ran up your body. You let your gaze sweep over the crowd, mentally listing the names of every mare and stallion you knew, until you saw some ponies that really made your smile. There, standing statue-still with their mouths hanging to the floor, were Rarity, Applejack, and Rainbow Dash.

They had laughed at you the other day. Ruffled your mane and teased you about hoof-holding. But who was laughing NOW?! Who had the biggest teats in the room NOW?!

YOU! That's who!

You were about to call over to them, say something witty and clever and totally cool, when somepony standing next to Rainbow Dash caught your eye. They were a rather large pony, with a massive set of wings, and a long, white spiraled hor—

"...Oh buck."

Princess Celestia, your old teacher, was standing amongst local populace with a small, almost proud smile on her face. Unlike everypony else she looked completely calm, like what she was witnessing was an everyday occurrence She even appeared to be humming to herself.

You stiffened as your husband placed his hands on your haunches

Ohmybuckingshit! ThePrincesswasrightthere! ShewasrightthereandsheprobablysaweverythingthatyoudidtoAnon!

Feeling your gaze upon her, Celestia gave you a smile. "Hello, my old student," she called with a little wave. "I see that you're doing well."

You tried to step away from Cogy but he pulled you back toward him, his fingers digging into your fur.

"W-What are you d-doing here, Princess?" you asked, too terrified to do anything other than just stand there.

The princess looked over your shoulder at your husband. "Oh, I assure you that nothing serious is going on," she said with a wave of the hoof. "I just had the day off and I wished to see how you were doing."

"O-Oh, well—EEP!"

Your wings flapped as you felt your husband roughly rub his cockhead against your lower lips. A bolt of pleasure raced up and down your body, which nearly sent you to the ground. You could feel your back arching as he then leaned down and roughly bit your ear.

"B-Buck~"

"But it seems that you are busy at the moment, my dear student. So I shall wait my turn. Do give us a good show, will you?"

"H-Hah... Cogy, we—"

Incognito's hips slammed against your rump, sending his length sliding down your lower lips and nearly making you fall flat on your face.

"I'm gonna fuck the purple off you," he growled, just loud enough for the crowd to hear.

"T-That's impossible. F-For something like t-that to—"

"Shut up and hold onto your butt. I'm gonna put a baby into you with all of these ponies watching."

As you whimpered, partly in fear and partly in excitement, you saw Celestia gave you a wink as she slowly, sensually licked her lips.

"...O-Okay."

A Busy Mayor

Author's Note

Contains: Mayor Mare, Stealth Sex, Lewd Act in an Office, Surprisingly Dirty Princesses, Among Other Things.

A Busy Mayor

Above your head you could hear the mechanisms in your ceiling fan grind and rub against each other as it slowly spun around. It wasn't quite fast enough to make your office temperate, but during this time of the year keeping a room cool with anything other than a modified refrigeration spell was next to impossible. Still, the fan at least kept the warm air moving, which gave you some relief.

Every single paper on your desk, from notice slips to building permits to newly drafted regulations and laws that had just come down from Canterlot, were all strategically placed under pencils and staplers and various other papers weights to keep your fan from blowing them away. Every minute or two a paper would rustle, but this wasn't your first rodeo. You hadn't lost a slip of paper in years and you weren't going to lose one now.

Leaning back into your chair, which creaked in protest under your weight, you closed your eyes. For a few moments you just enjoyed the feeling of the warm air tickling your slightly sweaty fur as you breathed in deeply.

The smell of old paper and ink was in the air, as was the stink of vintage carpet and varnish that had been ever-present companions of this room since you had taken office twenty odd years ago. That, along with the scent of blood, sweat, tears, and diplomacy, was the usual fragrance that you had come to expect whilst sitting in this office.

But there was a new smell that tickled your senses today. It was so mild that most wouldn't have even noticed it, but a trained nose like yours could pick it up as sure as sugar. It was a familiar stench; a heady, musky, hot, almost sweet smell.

Arousal.

"Yeah... Just like that hon..."

Your arousal.

You are Mayor Mare, and today you finally managed to talk your husband Anonymous into indulging a very specific kink that you've wanted to do for a very long time now.

You were splayed out on your chair, a big old smile on your face. Your necktie was undone slightly, and your usually tied up mane hung loosely around your withers. One of your hooves rested on your desk, the other was pawing at your husband's hair as he nuzzled your inner thigh with a cheek.

He might have complained about having to fit his large body underneath your admittedly tiny desk, and sure, you could have just locked your door and let him do this in a more comfortable position, but you wanted to do this RIGHT.
Some of the greatest politicians who ever lived have had gorgeous stallions eat them out underneath a desk. Who the buck were you to go against tradition and try it another way?

"Oh yeah,” you moaned. “Oh, is this bucking hot..."

Anonymous, ever the tease, was taking his sweet old time. Even though he was a little upset about being crammed between your legs like he was he wasn't the type that half-assed things. When he ate a mare out he ATE a mare out.

He liked to go slow; nuzzle and kiss and lick your thighs, turn your breathing ragged and shallow. He wanted to see you make faces, wanted to hear you gasp and moan. He wanted to make you want nothing more than to wrap your back legs around his head and squeeze that head of his until his nose was buried inside you.

And sweet Celestia above did you love him for it.

Your legs, at that moment, were rested on either side of Anon's head. His hands were digging into your hips, kneading your cutiemarks. You could feel his lips graze the the fine hairs on your inner legs, then above your marehood, then right above your teats.

His kisses were quick, light, but even once in awhile he'd linger for a few moments, really press down until you could feel his canines pressing down against your sensitive flesh. And, as he did all of this, his gaze didn't leave your face for a moment.

His beautiful green eyes were sharp and focused. He was watching your face closely. Seeing what you liked, adjusting his technique to better please you. And holy horse apples did it get your blood PUMPING.

You shivered, trying, and very much failing, to contain your enjoyment. You like l-licking up that c-cum, don't y-you, you d-dirty boy?" you cooed, a low, husky hum escaping the back of your throat.

Anon said nothing, only raising an eyebrow as he leaned up and rubbed his cheek against your teats. You hissed, your hips bucking as you felt his soft, smooth skin against against those hard, sensitive nubs.

"OhmyCelestia!"

A part of you wanted to continue with the dirty talk, maybe flesh out a little scene where he was the bright-eyed, eager young intern that would do ANYTHING you asked, but you couldn't. The moment that your husband, your Nonny, had entered through those doors he had been the one in control.

He knew it. You knew it. The birds perched on the tree watching through the window knew it.

"A-ah~"

And that was fine. Fine as sweet, sweet wine and amazingly sexy.

Your heart was pounding in your ears with each little kiss. You couldn't hold still. Your other hoof had left the table to also rest of Anon's head. You were biting your lip so hard that you could taste blood and your glasses hung awkwardly on your nose.

All he had been doing was kissing, and he hadn't even TOUCHED your cunny, but already you were about to lose it. And still he looked up at you, his green eyes shining.

When you got home you were going to give this wonderful, caring, loving stallion the night of his life, even if it KILLED you…

"I l-love you so much, h-hon," you murmured in between pants. "I l-love you— o-oh!~"

A flash of pink darted out of your husband's mouth, and you could feel it run parallel to your marehood. Your back legs clamped around his head with no small around of force as you opened your mouth and quietly began to scream.

Ohthisbuckingcoltisgoingtobethedeathofyou!

Don'tscream!DON'T SCREAMDON'TSCREAM!WHATEVERYOUDODON'TSCREAM!

You could feel his tongue drag against your fur, lapping up sweat and cum with each passing. As with the kissing, his pace was leisurely and thorough, almost as if he was bathing your lower half with his tongue. He cleaned your thighs, he teased your lower belly and teats, the cleft of your marehood, all the while his grabbers did what they did best.

You were breathing heavily now. Sweat was dripping down your body and off your nose. Your mane felt frazzled.

You wanted him to stop teasing, to get on with the show. You wanted to feel that little tongue slip inside of you, taste your essence from the source.

"Hmm~"

Your back legs were tightened around Anonymous's head, praying that would get him to hurry things along. Seeing, and feeling, your thighs mashed up against his cheeks, holding him in place like this...

This? This curd right here was the BEE'S KNEES!

A low whine escaped your throat as you looked up at your door then back down at the GREATNESS before you. Anon grinned even as his tongue danced around your marehood, so agonizingly close yet so far.

Your grip around his head tightened just hair. "Anon, honey. PLEASE," you whispered. "PleasepleasepleasePLEASE!"

Kissing the space where your left leg met your hindquarters, Anon gave your rump a playful slap before leaning forward slightly. He was looming over your marehood now. You could feel his hot, moist breath on your puffy, aching lips. You began to paw at his head vigorously when you saw his tongue slip between his soft, full, pink lips.

Another eager hiss escaped you as your body curled in upon itself just as Anon—

CLICK!

You froze, as did your husband. Your gaze snapped up at your door just as the knob began to turn. Looking back down between your legs you looked at a now wide-eyed Anonymous, whose tongue was still dangling out of his mouth.

Creeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaakkkkkkkkkkkk!

Ohbuck! Codeblackcodeblack!

As the door began to open you became a flurry of movement. Your glasses were pushed up your nose, you scooched your chair up so you were sitting properly at the desk, you ran a hoof through your mane, and you did your best to wipe the sweat from your face.

A horn poked through the crack in the door just as you grabbed a random piece of paper, sending the paperweight holding it down, along with a stack of other documents, to the floor below. Quickly grabbing a quill, you began to scribble nonsense on the... new tax reform policy.

Buck…

Just look busy. Just look busy...

Try to look like you've actually been doing work and that you're alone and your husband isn'tunderthebuckingtableohshityou'reinsomuchbuckingtrouble!

A white muzzle now poked through the door as you quietly cleared your throat and did your best to compose yourself.
Why hadn't your secretary said that she was letting somepony in?! That was her job! You bought her an announcer thingy and everything!

When this was over you were going to give her SUCH a boop—

"Good afternoon, Mayor."

You could feel your ovaries leap into your stomach as PRINCESS MOTHERBUCKING CELESTIA poked her head into your office and gave you a BUCKING SMILE.

BUCK, BUCK, BUCKING, HORSE APPLES, CUNTING, CELESTIA DAMNED BUCKING, HORSE FEATHERS, MOTHERBUCKER!!!

Calling upon all of your years of being a politician, you smiled back. "O-Oh! Hello there p-princess!" you chirped just a little too loudly, setting down your quill. "What are you doing—I mean, what brings you in my neck of the woods?"

Pleasejustbeheretosayhellopleasejustbeheretosayhelloplease—

"I was actually here to see if you had anything that you wished to be seen by the court," the princess said, opening your door and stepping inside. "I was in town to see how my old student was doing so I thought it would be—"

She stopped in the middle of your office suddenly. Her small, majestic smile was replaced with a frown, and if you didn't know any better you would have said that her brow furrowed. Though you continued to smile on the outside, you were bucking screaming your head off on the inside.

You were bucked. She knew that you had somepony underneath your desk. She could smell your stank. Were her nostrils flaring? Was she—

"It is a little warm in this room, is it not?" the princess asked, looking around your office casually.

You jumped, giggling nervously. "W-Well, it is a very warm day o-outside, your highness! I've been running my f-fan all day but for most of the m-morning the sun is pouring through my w-window! So it g-gets a little hot in here until around d-dinner time."

Princess Celestia looked toward your window as you pointed it out. Her head cocked to the side for a few moments, as if she were debating something, before she turned her attention back toward you.

"Is something the matter, Mayor?" she asked. "You seem a little... nonplussed."

You laughed again, and it sounded shrill and desperate even to your ears. You were SO going to get banished…

"Oh, everything's fine, everything's fine!" you insist with a wave.

Celestia's eyes narrowed. "Are you positive?" she asked, taking a step toward you. "Though I do not come to Ponyville as much as I would like I still very much consider us friends, my dear. So if there's anything wrong please don't hesitate to speak to me about it, whatever the issue may be."

Oh there's something wrong filly. Oh sweet Luna's flaming teats there's something wrong...

"It's just this heat. It's got me all FRAZZLED! You know how it is I'm sure."

You leaned forward, casually resting your elbows on your desktop.

Don'tyoubuckingBREATHAnonmomma'sgonnasavethisshit!

Celestia stared at you for a few moments longer, humming quietly to herself, before nodding. "If you're absolutely positive..."

"I can assure you that I'm perfectly fine, Celestia."

Though the princess didn't look all that convinced, she didn't press the matter. Her smile came back to her face as she took a deep breath.

"Very well then. But if the heat has you so bothered then allow me to cast a few spells on this building before I leave to make your workplace a little more bearable."

Your smile became a little more genuine. You were going to get away with this shit!

"Well, I'd really appreciate it if you—GAH!"

A warm, moist burst of air blew over your marehood, sending a wave of VERY unexpected pleasure racing up your body. Your hips bucked wildly at the sensation, which nearly threw you out of the chair. To counteract the movement your hooves snapped down and clasped the arms of your chair so hard that you were legitimately surprised that they didn't snap in half. To top it all off, you also found yourself kicking your desk in surprise as your eyes widened.

ASIWALKTHROUGHTHEVALLEYOFTHESHADOWOFDEATHMYTAILSHALLBERAISEDBECAUSEIHAVEALADYBONER!

Celestia twitched at the sudden noise. "Are you well, Mayor?" she asked, taking another step forward as you desperately tried to sit back up in a proper sitting position.

You failed because a certain HUMAN was holding your rump so that you couldn't move it.

"I'm fine! I'm fine!" you said, laughing once again. "It's just that, that... MY KNEE! My knee! I hit my knee against the desk! That's it!"

You nervously giggled before quickly looking underneath the desk.

WHATTHEBUCKWASTHATCOLTDOING?!

Anon stared back up at you. His green eyes were sparkling in amusement, and he had a smile on his face that you didn't particularly like.

...Oh horse apples. You knew that smile.

"N-Now, what was it that you said before? You wanted t-to see if I had—"

A tongue, small but strong, ran up the length of your marehood SLOWLY. Your mouth twitched, but for the most part you managed to keep yourself composed.

"—If I had a-anything that the court's n-needed to see..."

Anon's fingers dug into your flanks, kneading the fat and muscle in a way that made you want to melt. His thumbs were always caressing your cutiemarks, drawing little circles as he began to tug and pinch at your fur.

"J-Just give me a moment! I'll see if I have anything here for you."

As you began to leaf through the papers on your deck you realized that you were in quite the pickle. You couldn't look down at Anon for too long without alerting the princess that somepony was underneath the desk.

You couldn't push him away from you since he was already as stuffed underneath that desk as he was going to get. You most certainly couldn't SAY anything to him; THAT was a given. Anonymous had free reign to do whatever he wanted without a single repercussion. You couldn't do or say anything; the only thing that you COULD do was just sit there and take it and try to look like everything was normal and there WASN'T a stallion underneath your table molesting you.

...Buck.

"S-So, how's the court, Celestia? Are the n-nobles behaving?"

The princess smiled just as Anon planted a kiss on your lips, humming quietly while he didoirntglnlknfe!

"Actually, the royal court has been oddly calm lately," the alicorn said as you tried not to scream or bang your hoof against the table.

"O-Oh?"

"Around this time of year many of the more... difficult ones are off in their villas enjoying the summer sun, so there hasn't—"

Lips, tongue, and teeth toyed with your lower half. One moment you'd feel a tongue sliding across your mound. The next you'd feel teeth gently pulling on one of your lips. After that the tongue would busy itself by cleaning up the cum and the sweat and the spit that covered your legs and your pussy.

Your breath was starting to quicken. You could feel your legs twitching no matter how much you commanded them not to. It was becoming difficult to keep the carefree mask on your face. You were beginning to close control of yourself. Each lick, each kiss, each every little thing that Anon did, brought you closer to ruin.

Your eyes darted down toward your husband.His face was coated in your fluids. He was no longer looking at you, keeping his attention focused on the task in front of him. You watched, two parts bone-chilling terror and one part satisfaction, as his tongue spread your lips to reveal the tender pink flesh underneath.

"B-Buck..."

"Excuse me, Mayor. Did you say something?"

Jumping again, you quickly assured her that you, in fact, hadn't said a darned thing thank you very much you didn't say it like that before you went back to fruitlessly pawing at the papers in front of you.

You were going to KILL this colt when the princess left. You were going to give him such a talking to that he'd never—

A pair of soft lips brushed against your sensitive button. You twitched, sucking in a lungful of air as your eyes crossed.

"Hfkgnfl."
A barrage of kisses, everyone of them as light as a feather and quick as lightning, were then placed up and down your marehood, then around it. When the princess looked away for a moment you quickly brought a hoof down and slapped your crazy stallion on the head.

When he looked up at you, an unamused frown on his face at being interrupted, you began to angrily mouth words at him.

What the BUCK was he doing?! Had he lost his bucking mind?! The princess was RIGHT THERE! IF HE DIDN'T STOP HE WAS GOING TO GET THE TWO OF YOU BUCKING ARRESTED!

OR WORSE!

"So how has your husband been doing, Mayor? Has he gotten himself into any trouble lately?"

Another teasing lick, not hard enough for his tongue to slip into you but hard enough that IT WAS SO BUCKING CLOSE, made you shiver.

"Husband? Anon? O-Oh he's fine! FI-NE! Wonderful even!"

A hum drifted up from between your legs to your ears, which was then followed by a very loud, very wet, very lewd kiss. Your ears perked up for a moment before, still smiling at Celestia, you clamped your legs around your husband's head as hard as you could. There was a wet, but thankfully muffled, slapping sound as your thighs slapped against the sides of his head.

Whatthebuckwashedoing?! SHEWASGOINGTOBUCKINGHEARHIM!

"He's actually in the process of finding somepony to build an extension on our house if you can believe it!"

You laughed again, all the while twitching and tensing and trying not to moan. Though you were holding Anon in place as best as you could, your human was a crafty SOB.

Using your excitement as lubrication, he forced himself forward slowly by wiggling his head back and forth. His pace was slow but, as the minutes ticked by he managed to work himself forward inch by inch.

A low whimper escaped your throat when you finally felt his lips brush up against your lower ones. After this you weren't going to need to use hair dye anymore. This colt was turning your bucking hair greyer by the second!

"I-I told him that o-UR! house was big en-OUGH! but you know how stallions are. Once they get some-THING! into their heads you need a stick of dynamite to get it—ha, ha, HAAAAAA!"
Your husband's tongue pushed against your marehood, wiggling back and forth. You tensed, trying to stop it, but it was no use. That tongue parted your lips and slipped inside, where it then began licking everything within reach. And, since this wasn't the first time your husband's been between those legs of yours, he knew where exactly to lick.

EXACTLY.

You hunched forward, slamming your hoof against the desk. Princess Celestia jumped in surprise, looking at you in alarm.

"A SPIDER!" you screeched as your glasses fell off of your nose and onto the table. "I SAW A SPIDER!"

Anon's grip on your rump was iron-tight. You could feel his cheeks tickling your thighs as he tried to push himself deeper and deeper into you.

His tongue and lips teased and kissed and licked in ways that made a mare's heart weak. His pace was no longer slow or careful. It was impatient, aggressive, hungry. It didn't seem like he gave a horse apple if the princess heard him either.

You could hear his tongue wetly sliding against your cunny. The sounds of him kissing and humming were loud and clear. Even the sound of his cheeks rubbing against your shaking, sweat-soaked thighs could be heard as clear as day.

He no longer wanted to build up your pleasure. He wanted to force you over the finish line. He wanted you to cum, to soak his face with your excitement, to drink you.

"Buckkkkk...."

The chair squeaked as you leaned back, panting quietly. A part of you wanted to give into the madness. To place a hoof on top of your husband's head and start grinding yourself against his face until you were screaming. But you held back.

"N-NOW! LET'S SEE IF W-WE CAN FIND SOME PAPERS FOR YOU! WOULDN'T WANT TO KEEP YOU HERE ALL DAY NOW WOULD WE?! HAHAHA!"

Your hooves were shaking now as you frantically pawed at every paper within hooves reach. The cold, mind-numbing terror that had made its home on your belly the moment the princess had come through that door was being replaced with excitement.

Right in front of you was the most powerful mare in the world. The littlest thing that she did caused ripples which changed the lives of every pony, gryphon, dragon, and what have you in not only this kingdom, but the whole world. If she but said the word you'd never, EVER see the light of day again. And there you were, sitting there with your husband's tongue wedged deep inside of you, trying to act like nothing was out of the ordinary. It was exciting, it was scary, but most of all it was arousing.

But still, you needed to get the princess out of her now. Now.

Suddenly, your husband's tongue tickled a particularly sensitive bundle of flesh. Before you could so much as twitch his tongue slipped out of your marehood and began teasing your little nub.

Egkdjfndkjfndlknfdlknflskndl!

A moan nearly escaped your throat, but you stopped it by snapping your mouth shut. "H-HEY! WILL YOU LOOK AT THAT! I FOUND SOMETHING!"

Grabbing a bundle of documents, you all but tossed them at the princess.

"IF YOU COULD LOOK OVER THOSE I'D VERY MUCH APPRECIATE IT! I'D APPRECIATE IT LOTS! THANK YOU, COME AGAIN!"

Celestia looked at you in confusion, a little bit of concern, and maybe a little bit of amusement. "I'll make sure to look at these when I have the time, Mayor," she promised with a nod

Tucking the papers underneath a wing she looked over at the clock hanging on the wall. As she did that you slid a hoof underneath the table, grabbing a hoofful of your husband's hair, and began to gently hump his face.

You were close. So close. So, so, so, so, so, SOOOOOOOOO close!

"Oh, will you look at the time. It appears that I need to be getting back to Canterlot," the princess mused, giving you a smile.

"ARE YOU SURE? I CAN GET SILVER SCROLL TO BRING US SOME TEA AND WE COULD TALK A LITTLE MORE!"

Please leave. Pleaseleave. Pleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease!

Anon groaned in between your thighs, making your eyes cross.

PLEASE—

"I wish I could my dear, but duty calls. But next time I am in town I will make sure to clear my schedule so that we can sit together and have some tea with that husband of yours."

YES!

"I'D LIKE THAT PRINCESS! REALLY, I WOULD! I'M SORRY THAT YOU CAN'T STAY"

You could feel the heat building up between your legs with each kiss, each lick, each pulse-pounding, stomach-churning suck. It was making its way up to your belly. You knew that it would only be a matter of time before it boiled over and exploded.

"Please make sure to say hello to that husband of yours, will you?" the princess asked, turning and making her way toward the door.

Your mouth was partially opened. You could feel drool gathering out of the corners of your mouth. Your ears were ringing and you'd swear to anypony that'd listen you could feel the blood pumping throughout your body.

A flurry of kisses on and around your marehood. Teasing your nub with the tongue by tracing little circles around it. Taking that nub and gently sucking on it. Feeling those sharp teeth grazing your quivering lips…

"I'LL MAKE SURE TO DO THAT! BYE NOW! DON'T BE A STRANGER!"

Giving you one last smile, Princess Celestia opened your office door and made her way through it. The second that the door clicked behind her your other hoof found its way to your husband's head.You bent forward, slamming your forehead against the table.

Your eyes snapped shut. Your mouth hung open in a silent scream. And then it came. A mind-shattering, body-shaking, world-spinning orgasm.

Warmth exploded up your body as you lost all sense.

"H-Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah~!"

You didn't know if up was down or if down was up. It felt like you were floating. Your veins, your muscles, your bones,your cells; every part of you felt like it was burning. You couldn't breath. You couldn't think. Your sense flew out of your ears with enough force to leave holes in your walls. And still you felt that little wet pink tongue wiggling around inside of you.

Your marehood clutched at the thing even as your husband's face, his neck, and his chest were coated in your cum, trying to pull him deeper and deeper into you. With each clutch you could feel every taste bud, every ridge, every little intend in that tongue, which only served to lengthen your pleasure.

"Hmmmmmmmmmm~!"

For what felt like hours you rode the waves of pleasure, but, eventually, you began to come down. Every one of your muscles went lax and you found yourself with your cheek pressed against your desk.

You were breathing hard. You could feel the sweat dripping off your body. You had no doubt ruined half of the papers on your desk with sweat and saliva. Every few moments your body, legs especially, would twitch as little sparks of pleasure continued to run up and down your spine.

"Ohhhhhh..."

You felt bone dead tired. There were aches on your aches and you were pretty sure that your legs no longer worked. Your heart was still pounding in your chest and your mouth felt very dry.

It had been a while since you had cum this hard, and it had been... an experience.

"Buuuuuuuuuccccccccckkkkkk," you hissed as your loon of a husband pulled his tongue out of you.

He began to lick your overly stimulated pussy lips clean, making your gasp and squirm.

"Stop. Stoooooop!"

Anonymous ignored you, only stopping when you were sufficiently clean from thighs to teats. After that he gently pushed you away from the table, making sure to place a hand on your chest so that you didn't fall out of your chair. When he had enough room to do so, he stood up, leaning you back against your chair so he no longer had to hold you.

Just like yourself, he looked more than a little frazzled. Because of you aggressively pawing at his head, his hair was sticking out all over the place. His shirt was covered in sweat and was terribly wrinkled. His face was flushed and, looking up at him, you noticed his mouth, nose, and neck were shiny with your gizz. That dirty little tongue of his was still out of his mouth, licking around his lips.

...Sweet Celestia, where did they MAKE this colt?!

"Jeez, I didn't think that you were gonna cum that hard," he confessed, producing a handkerchief and wiping his face with it. "I'm absolutely covered..."

You're bucking RIGHT you are...

You groaned, tiredly raising up a hoof to poke him in the belly.

"You bucking... dummy. She could... have heard... you," you rasped, letting your hoof fall to your side.

Your Nonny just grinned, leaning down and kissing your nose. "That's what you get for stuffing me underneath that desk," he sing-songed.

You couldn't help but smile.

This stallion. This bucking colt…

"You're... lucky that I... love you so much," you tiredly proclaimed.

That got a chuckle out of your husband. "I think you got that the other way around, hon," he said, wiping a bit of drool from the corner of your face with a thumb.

CLICK!

Both you and Anonymous looked at each other as the doorknob once again turned. Though you didn't say a word the message on your face was loud and clear.

Bucking. HIDE.

Your husband bounded across the room in the blink of an eye. You scrambled to pull yourself forward so that you were once again sitting at the desk.

You could smell your arousal in the air clearly now, along with sweat and shame, but there was no helping that. If you were lucky you could just blame it on how hot this bucking room was. Probably.

"WH—" You cleared your throat. "Who is it?"

A bundle of documents floated into the room, which were followed by the smiling face of Princess Celestia.

"I'm sorry to barge right in again, Mayor," the alicorn said, slipping into your office as you began to loudly sweat and curse the pony gods. "I just wanted to inform you that there is now a cooling spell placed on your building. I'm sure that you'll be feeling its effect momentarily."

Don'tcomecloserdon'tcomecloserPLEASEDON'TCOMECLOSER!

The princess stopped, looking to her left. "Oh? Is that a new lamp, Mayor? I hadn't noticed it before."

"...Lam—"

Your husband was standing next to the wall. There was a lampshade on his head, and he was standing still and perfectly straight, with his arms pinned to his sides.

"—P?"

Despite realizing just how BUCKED you were, you found yourself frowning. Where did he even get that lampshade...?

The princess walked over to him, a small smile on her face. "This is quite the oddity," she mused, poking him in the stomach. "I've never seen a lamp like this before. Now tell me, how would one turn— oh! There we are!"

Following the princess's gaze you saw her looking down at your husband's crotch. His fly was open, and you could see cock, covered with a pair of smiley underpants, poking out through the zippers.

"What an odd place to put the switch..."

You could see a wet stain on the underwear, signaling that you hadn't been the only one that enjoyed themselves.

"...Um, C-Celestia? Why don—"

The princess leaned down and booped your husband's cock with her muzzle.

Oh buck...

"Click," Anon said, not moving an inch.

The princess looked up at the lampshade as if expecting something. When that something didn't happen, she frowned, booping his cock again, this time a little more firmly.

"Click," he said again.

"Maybe I'm not pressing it the right way?" the she mused to herself as you sat there visibly shaking.

"U-Um, your h-highness?”

Not paying you any mind, Celestia leaned down once more. Her tongue slipped out of her mouth, and she began to drag it along your husband's fabric-covered shaft. Her tongue was long, and unnaturally thick, you noticed. With a few slow, careful licks she had his underwear absolutely soaked with spit. Anon's right hand twitched, and from ten feet away you could see his cock jump.

"Click," your husband said again, though this time his pitch was a little higher.

Drawing away, Celestia licked her lips, then the tip of her nose.

"Hmm, it appears that you may need to replace the light bulb, Mayor," she said. "The light doesn't seem to be working, no matter what I do to it."

Her smile turned into a knowing grin as she floated the bundle of papers over to you.

"Also, my dear Mayor, I'm a little curious as to why you'd think that the court would need to know about Ponyville's upcoming pumpkin festival, if you'd indulge me."

As you sat there, trying not to shit yourself, Celestia extended a wing and plucked the lamp shade from Anonymous's head. A bead of sweat was running down your husband's forehead, and you could also see that his mouth was set into a VERY thin line.

"I made sure to place a sound-proofing charm on your door so nopony outside can hear you... working, my dear. The smell and the noises that somepony may or may not make under your desk is a bit beyond me I'm afraid," she continued, looking up at your husband. "Good afternoon, Anonymous."

Anon looked down at the princess, his face an emotionless mask. "...Hello, Celestia," he said calmly. "It's nice to see you."

Celestia made it a point to look down at his throbbing shaft

"It's wonderful to see you as well," she cooed, her tone taking on a husky tone as her nostrils flared. "In fact, if I wasn't quite so busy today I'd show both you and your wife just how wonderful our meeting could be~”

L-Lewd...

"But! I must be getting back to Canterlot."

Without further adieu, she spun around and made her way back to the door. But unlike last time there was a sway in her step.
While you never considered yourself a bi-curious sort of mare you nevertheless found your gaze glued to the alicorn's ample, perky backside as it jiggled and wobbled.

Wew… Wew filly...

For a moment, her tail flashed out of the way, revealing a smooth, soft, moist cunny. "Mayor, I hope you realize what a wonderful and ATTENTIVE husband you have here, and I hope that the two of you have a marvelous day. I'll be sure to come down as soon as I can so that we can talk again~"

As she slipped through the doors, making sure to give you a SMOLDERING look before she did so, and closed it behind her both you and Anonymous looked at each other. Neither of you said a word for several seconds, before you finally opened your mouth.

"A lamp? Really?"

Your husband's nose scrunched up.

"Shut up."

Operation Mystery Man

Author's Note

Contains Sunset Shimmer, Human Mane Six, Reversed Gender Roles In Equestria Girls, Tactical Man-Stealing, Handjobs, Exposure, Copious Amounts of Teasing and Cum, Boobs, Inappropriate Acts in a Classroom, Among Other Things.

Operation Mystery Man

Be Sunset Shimmer.

It was a Friday during home ec. Since it was the last class of the day, your teacher had decided to let you all bake something like he usually did on Fridays. You'd all bake some crappy cake, the teacher would give you A's, and you'd all leave with something sweet to eat for the weekend. You and the girls would flirt with a couple of guys while Pinkie made some crazy ten-tier cake.

Usually it'd be fun. But not today.

Today was a special day, one that you and your sis's had been planning out for weeks. It had been a pain in the ass getting everything ready, and there were variables that could mean trouble for you all, but you were as ready as you’d ever be.

Operation Mystery Man was a go.

You, Pinkie, Fluttershy, and Rarity were in the class. Fluttershy had gone to the bathroom to get ready and Pinkie was putting the finishing touches on your group's cake. You and Rarity were sitting in the corner with your phones out, getting into contact with the other girls.

"Rarity, is Rainbow getting the van ready?"

Rarity, whose fingers were typing so quickly that they were a blur, nodded.

"She just texted me, darling. She's waiting in the back of the school with the doors open."

"Good, good," you said with a nod. "We're going to have to get out of here fast if we don’t want anyone to stop us.”

A message popped up on your phone. Opening it up you saw that it was from Twilight.

//I opened his locker and have his bag//

Some of the tension left your shoulders.

Thank Celestia. You didn't think she'd manage to do it in time…

//Great. Rainbow's in the back of the school. Send Applejack down here so she can distract the teacher. You go and get the van ready.//

//Alright. Good luck.//

//Thanks.//

You slipped your phone into your pocket and took a deep breath.

Alright. All you needed to do was wait for Shy to come back and you could start...

Looking over at Pinkie, you saw that she was almost finished with her cake. Like usual, it was a massive thing. At least eight-tiers high, with at least a dozen roses covering it and a wavy pattern on each side.

You couldn't help but shake your head. Only Pinkie could manage to make such a huge cake in less than twenty minutes.

"Hey Pinkie, come over here for a sec."

Pinkie, partially covered in icing, perked up. Her eyes snapped over to you for a moment before they jumped over toward your target.

”Okie dokie, Sunny” she said, slowly setting down her sack of icing

Thunderlane, who was standing a few feet from her, flinched. Almost every guy in the room was staring at your group warily, huddled in a corner next to the teacher. They could tell something was up. A few of them had their phones out, no doubt texting their girls to leave class early to come get them.

But you weren't out for any of these guys. Your target was the one guy that had his back turned toward you.

Anon, the exchange student.

Unlike every other guy here, he seemed oblivious to the tension in the air. He was too busy focused on his cake, bent over the thing while he did his best to ice it.

To be honest, he wasn't doing a very good job. The cake really didn't look like a cake, and you were pretty sure icing wasn't supposed to look all crumbly like that. Still, he looked cute concentrating as hard as he was, and if he kept his focus on his cake for a few minutes longer it was going to make your operation a LOT easier.

The door to the classroom opened, revealing a flustered Fluttershy. She was hugging her arms close to her chest, and her face was as red as a fire hydrant. A quick once over showed you that she was ready.

Now all you needed to—

"Honk!"

You twitched as you felt someone reach under your shirt and grab your tit. Since you weren't wearing a bra, this person was able to take your nipple and give it a pinch with no effort.

"Gawh!"

You gritted your teeth to keep from yelling. Violently slapping at the hand, you looked up to see a grinning Pinkie. Because OF COURSE it was fucking Pinkie!

"Pinkie, what the fuck are you doing?!" you hissed, your eyes darting toward your teacher.

Thankfully, he was too focused on his computer to notice what happened.

Pinkie giggled. "I was giving your sun cups some lovin', Sunny," she chirped, trying to give your boob another squeeze.

You slapped her hand away. "Will you quit it, you dyke? We're about to start this whole operation and—"

"But I want to play with your boobies!"

"I don't give a fuck, we—"

"I have a fever, Sunny."

"Pinkie—"

"And the only prescription is more big, beautiful boobies!"

"..."

"And you got just what I need!"

...What the fuck were you going to do with this girl?

Shaking your head, you grabbed her by the shoulder and forced her to sit down next to you. "Just TRY to act normal for a couple more minutes. Applejack is coming."

The door suddenly opened. You and half of the class turned to see Applejack poke her head through the door.

Speak of the devil...

"Mr. Hooves?"

Your teacher, Mr. Hooves, looked from his computer with a bored expression. "Can I help you, Applejack?"

Your friend nodded, stepping into the room. "Yeah, Principal Celestia sent me ta tell ya that somethin' happened to one o' yer cats."

In an instant, your teacher's bored expression was replaced with a look of fear. "One of my cats?" he said, sitting up.

"Yessir. The Principal. said somethin' about dogs..."

"The neighbor's dogs finally came over my fence to get at my babies!" Mr. Hooves yelled, leaping to his feet in panic. "Well, I’m not going to stand for it! I don’t care what I’m doing to have to do, I’m getting those BEASTS put down! Daddy’s gonna avenge his babies! Class dismissed!"

With that, the teacher ran out of the room as fast as he could, not bothering to ask why the principal would send Applejack to tell him.

The jackass...

The second he was gone, your fellow students began getting up and leaving. The guys in particular were quick to rush out the door. One of them tried to reach out to touch Anon, but another guy grabbed him by the collar, shook his head, and lead him out of the door. Anon, thankfully, was so focused on his cake that he probably didn't even hear the teacher leaving.

Good...

You nudged Rarity then Fluttershy as the last student left and Applejack closed the door behind them.

"Alright girls, we're live."

~_~_~_~_~_~_

Be Anon, making a bomb-ass cake.

But not just any bomb-ass cake—this was going to be the best cake that your shithead teacher had ever SEEN!

He was going to be so impressed by it that he'd give you an A. The first fucking A that you got in this shitty, piece of shit, stupid ass faggot class!

You were going to do it! It was going to happen! You were going to show everyone that you could cook something edible.

You didn’t need your group. You didn’t need a recipe book. You didn’t need ANYTHING! God. Fucking. Dammit!

You licked your dry lips, carefully applying the last bit of icing. You had come in early this morning to make it with the finest ingredients that you could find in the back of the home ec fridge. It was delicious; just the right amount of egg, food coloring, and salt!

Oh yeah. This was going to fucking be it. That A was yours...

"U-Um, A-Anon?"

You tensed, lifting the knife in your hand away from the cake so that you didn't disturb the icing. You then carefully stood up and stepped away from your masterpiece. Only when you checked to see if anyone was around to harm your baby did you turn around to see who was bothering you.

Didn't they see that you were in the zone?

The fucking philistine...

To your surprise, you saw that it was Fluttershy. She was tracing a circle on the floor with the tip of her shoe, her hands behind her back and her face as red as you've ever seen it.

You frowned.

What the heck did she want...?

"Hello Flutt—tits!"

Through some unknown, comic force, your gaze slowly slid down from yellow quiet's face to her chest. There, you noticed something very interesting.

Flutters wasn't wearing a bra, and her thin, white shirt did nothing at all to hide her massive tits. You could see everything; the curvature of her breasts, the size and color of her areolas, her nipples poking up against the fabric. Like a deer in headlights, you froze, just taking a second to enjoy the view.

...Nice.

To your delight, Fluttershy jutted her chest out, causing her boobs to bounce in the most delightful of ways.

"A-Anon? C-Could you look at m-me a little l-longer please?" she mumbled.

Ever the smooth criminal, you answered her to the best of your ability.

"Thssjebrejll."

Someone giggled behind you. Before you could tear your gaze from the beautiful mounds in front of you to see who have having a giggle, a pair of arms wrapped around you, pinning yours in place.

Hey now. What's all this then...?

Naturally, you began to struggle. "Hey! What the fuck is—tits!"

Yours eyes widened as Sunset, completely topless, stepped into view. Her boobs might not have been as big as Fluttershy's, but they were still pretty awesome. You could see a heft in them, and her nipples looked like they were the perfect size to suck on.

Her boobs were also out in the open. Right where you could see them.You didn’t have to pay her or anything.

Another pair of hands quickly undid your belt and began unzipping your pants, but you were too busy ogling to do anything more stare.

...Nice.

~_~_~_~_~_~_~

You couldn't help but chuckle at Anon's expression.

Aw, what a little cutie...

Taking a step forward you bounced on your heels. "So how's it going, Anon?" you asked, puffing your chest out. "Are you ready for a nice, long weekend?"

Anon's brow furrowed as Rarity slipped down his pants, revealing a pair of bright green boxers. He then opened his mouth.

You tensed.

Oh shit! He was about to scream for help!

Darting forward, you quickly grabbed the back of his head and forced his face in between your boobs. "Applejack, hold him tight! Rarity, get those pants off and do your thing!"

Anon wiggled, his nose brushing across your bare breasts. Shivering, you looked over at Fluttershy.

"Flutters, get that shirt off.You need to help me keep Anon quiet."

Somehow, Fluttershy's race reddened. "A-Are you sure? M-Maybe I could—"

"If you don't help he's gonna start yelling!"

"Eep!"

As Fluttershy began pulling off her top, you looked down at Rarity. She had a small smile on her face as she slipped her hand down Anon's boxers. Anon, feeling this, began to squirm harder, but thankfully Applejack was able to hold him in place.

"Will ya quit messin' around and get ta work, Rare," she demanded with a huff. "I wanna get outta here 'fore someone walks in on us!"

Rarity rolled her eyes. "Applejack, my dear, you simply CANNOT rush perfection," she said, her hand wrapping around Anon's length.

Anon tensed, mumbling into your tit.

"Things like this take time."

"Yer just jerkin' him off, Rare."

Rarity gasped, looking up at Applejack in shock. "I am doing no such thing! A lady such as myself does not JERK; I stroke, please, pleasure."

Anon grunted as she gave his length a squeeze, his knees knocking together. The fashionista smiled at his reaction.

"Now, you ladies just sit back and watch a master ply her trade."

Without another word, Rarity slipped her other hand into the slit in front of Anon's boxers and went to work. There was always something almost otherworldly about Rarity's handjobs. Sure, since you were a pony not so long ago, it WAS otherworldly because you didn't have hands back home, and it wasn’t like you’ve seen her do this all that many times, but even so it was something else.

Rarity's hands were small, soft, nimble. She had a craftwoman's touch. Each movement was purposeful. In just a few strokes, she was able to get Anon to full hardness.

"Oh, well that's a handful," the fashionista commented, one of her hands slipping down to fondle Anon's balls.

Anon groaned, his hips bucking. While this would be usually hot—like, really hot— the moan was LOUD. Loud enough that your tits didn't muffle it.

"Shy, is your shirt off yet?"

There was some shuffling to your left.

"Y-Yes."

Looking over, you saw that Fluttershy was indeed topless. "Good. Now get over here and help me."

Anon groaned again, his cock throbbing through his boxers.

"Hurry up! Before someone hears!"

With another "eep!" Fluttershy rushed over to you. Stepping to the side, you lifted Anon's face from your cleavage.

Anon, looking dazed and confused, blinked owlishly. "I have the right to an attorne—"

Before he could finish, you shoved his head in between Flutter's boobs. His knees buckled, and if it weren't for Applejack holding him he might have fallen over.

"Oh! He seemed to like that, dears!" Rarity said, her hand teasing his cockhead

You nodded, stepping away. "Fantastic. Flutters, press your tits together! Make sure to engulf his face with them!"

"O-Okay," Fluttershy mumbled, using her arms to push her boobs together. "I'm sorry, A-Anon. I hope y-you're not u-uncomfortable..."

Anon's hips bucked, and he let out another loud, long, muffled moan. You bit your lip.

Unf...

"How's it going, Rare?"

Rarity let out a hum. "This poor boy seems to be pent up. He's already leaking all over my hands," she said, giving Anon's side a nip. "It shouldn't be much longer now, dears~"

The fashionista quickened her pace. You could hear her hands wetly pumping his shaft, see pleasure-filled eyes poking just above Flutter's boobs.

Your nostrils flared, taking in the scent of an aroused male. A shiver ran through your body at its potency.

Oh yes. He was going to do just fine...

Fluttershy let out a little giggle. "H-He's licking me," she said, using one hand to push Anon's face deeper into her cleavage while the other played with his hair.

Anon grunted, bucking his hips again. You could see his body tensing. His hands slowly balled into fists and his breath quickened.

Rarity, humming a little tune to herself, pulled Anon's pre-soaked cock out of the slit in his boxers.

Applejack let out a whistle. "Ya weren't kiddin', Rare. That boy's leaking more 'an a broken pipe..."

Rarity licked her lips, one hand stroking his shaft while the other drew circles around his head. "Come on dear, let it all out. Give it to momma~..."

Anon groaned again, humping Rarity's hands. You could see his cock pulsing from here. He wasn't going last much longer, and from how much pre he was leaking you could already tell that this was going to be a big one…

A few strokes later, Anon showed you just how pent up he was. With a muffled shout, he bucked his hips one last time. His cock twitched hard in Rarity's hands, and his head ballooned.

And then he was cumming.

"Watch yourselves girls," Rarity called as the first load flew from his tip.

Fluttershy, still holding Anon close to her chest, tried to move away but she was too late. Anon's cum hit her bare stomach, making her flinch.

"O-Oh my..."

"Come on, Rare. At least aim a little," Applejack said, clearly annoyed.

Rarity huffed just as the second load came. "I'm trying my best darling, but Anon here has quite the kick."

This time, the cum flew between Flutter's legs to hit the floor with an audible splat. Anon came again and again and again. Each load was heavy, and thick, and potent. It coated the floor, parts of Flutter’s legs and the sides of her shoes. It wasn't until the fifteen spurt did he finally stop, and even then he was dribbling into Rarity's hand as she continued to dutifully stroke him.

...Holy fucking shit.

Applejack let out a low whistle. "Now that was a mighty fine load," she said.

Rarity nodded slowly, eyeing Anon's slick, glistening cock with unrestrained hunger. "Yes, he was very... GIVING wasn't he?"

Leaning over, you swiped a bit of cum dripping from Flutter's belly and popped it into your mouth.

Huh. It was sweet. You guess that Twi was right when she said that he ate a lot of fruit...

A quick glance at Anon showed that all of the fight had been jerked out of him. All of the tension in his body was completely gone. There was a thin sheen of sweat on his body, and you could see his chest heaving as he desperately tried to catch his breath.

Heh. He wasn't going to be yelling any time soon...

"S-Sunset?"

You looked over at Fluttershy, who had taken a sudden interest in the cum-covered floor.

"Is t-there anymore c-cum? I want t-to t-taste it..."

You smiled. "Sure, Shy," you said, wiping the last bit of cum on her belly with a finger and offering it to her. "Have a taste."

As she popped your finger into her mouth with a delighted smile, you looked at the other girls.

"Hey, if you girls want a taste you better get one now. We need to meet up with the others in two minutes."

Licking her lips, Rarity leaned forward and planted a kiss on the tip of Anon's semi-hard cock. "Don't mind if I do~"

Huffing, Applejack frowned down at the fashionista. "Hey! Don't ya go lickin' all o' that up! I want some too!"

Turning around, you looked for Pinkie, who had been strangely silent.

"What about you, Pinkie? Do you—"

You paused when you saw Pinkie standing over what was left of Anon's cake. Her face was covered in frosting, and she had a handful of cake in each hand. A quick glance over toward your work zone showed that the giant cake was missing.

...Fucking Pinkie.

Pinkie, feeling your gaze on her, looked up, swallowing her mouthful of cake. "Do you want some, Sunny?" she asked. "I know that it doesn't look all that good but it's pretty yummy!"

~_~_~_~_~_~_~_

"Come on. Go, go, go! Watch those corners, Flutters!"

You are...

Whoo...

You're fucking someone...

The green guy...

You wore a suit...

Your name starts with an A…

Anny or something like that...

It's really hard to think after someone pulled down your pants and made you cum your brains out in less than two minutes. In fact, it made it hard to do anything other than breathing.

You could feel a few pair of hands on you. One set was lifting you by your belt, while the other was wrapped around your middle. From the way that you were bouncing, you could tell that you were being carried somewhere. You couldn't see where you were going of course, since Sunset had decided to mash your face into her tits.

While they weren't quite as big as Fluttershy's, and they were unfortunately covered by a shirt, they did a hell of a job blocking your vision. They were also a bit softer than Flutter's, and smelled like peaches.

All-in-all, you had had your face in worse places.

"The coast is clear!"

"Alright, ladies, get those asses moving! We have thirty seconds till evac!"

You tried to lift your head from Sunset's cleavage, to get a look at where you were being carried, only for a hand to force you back down.

"Oh no you don't. You keep your face right there, cutie," Sunset said, running a hand through your hair.

"THnofndlk," you said, your voice muffled by tit flesh.

"Don't you worry your pretty head. Me and the girls are gonna take real good care of you for the next couple of days. Pinkie, the door."

You heard as a set of doors were thrown open. The air became chilly and windy.

They were taking you outside of the school...

But why...?

"Come on!" someone that sounded awfully like Twilight said, "We need to be point six-two-three kilometers away before the final bell rings!"

Without a bit of warning, you face was lifted from Sunset's jugs. You blinked as sunlight invaded your senses.

"I plead the fifth," you mumbled, still very much out of it even as the girls lifted you into some random white van. "I didn't do nuffin..."

Sunset, giving you a quick kiss, climbed in first, making sure to lock the door on her side. Rarity and Applejack climbed in the seats behind you, buckling up. Pinkie, almost before you were fully seated, plopped her big, round, soft ass into your lap, straddling you.

"Hiya, Nonny!" she chirped, wrapped her arms around your neck as you let out a groan. "This seat isn’t taken is it??"

Reaching over, Fluttershy, who had slid in next to you, effectively leaving you nowhere to go, closed the van's door with a slam.

"The egg is in the basket. The egg is in the basket," Sunset said, giving Rainbow—who was driving this van for some reason— a slap on the shoulder. "Now let's get him to market."

Nodding, Rainbow threw the car into gear. The tires squealed, and your stomach sunk down into your ass as the car suddenly and violently propelled forward. The momentum drove you forward into Pinkie's sizeable chest.

She giggled, holding you close while she grinded her big ass against you. "You wanna give Ponyville's premier party girl a hug, Nonners? Well, don't mind if I do!"

You groaned, feeling your cock starting to stiffen under her skillful ass-ault.

"Whoooooo! He's already getting hard again!"

The other girls perked up.

"Really? I thought Rarity uncorked those balls of his," Sunset said.

Rarity, leaning over the seat, reached down and fondled your dick.

"Fuccccccccccccck..." you moaned, your eyes crossing.

"Oh my. It looks like we have a live one, girls," she said, giving you a few strokes before pulling away.

Pinkie grinned, leaning down and licking your nose. "We're gonna have so much fun, Nonners! You're gonna love it!"

Looking up at her, you drew in all of your verbal skill and opened your mouth. "The cookies are in the oven, grandma..."

Pinkie’s eyes widened. "Oh! What kind of cookies? Did your granny make chocolate, Nonny? Can I have s—"

"Pinkie," Sunset said, clearly annoyed.

Pinkie sat up in your lap. The movement sandwiched your cock between her buttcheeks.

Wew lad. Wew…

"What? I'd save you some, Sunny," the party girl said with a little bounce. "Sharing is caring."

~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~

Rainbow made it to your house in ten minutes and thirty-two seconds, just like during your practice runs. Pinkie managed to keep Anon quiet and docile for the whole ride, nuzzling and hugging and kissing him. Every once in awhile Fluttershy would help out by reaching underneath Pinkie's ass and give him a couple of strokes.

You, meanwhile, were sitting back with a big ol' smile on your face.

The operation was a complete success. You had extracted a desirable male from school without anyone stopping you. All you need to do was carry Anon here into your house and you could call it a day.

You and the girls would fuck his brains out. You'd mark him with your scents so that other girls would know to fuck off.

He probably wasn’t going to be much of a cook, but if he kept cumming like he had then you were looking forward to him being in the herd. And, from the groans he was making whenever Fluttershy stroked him, and the way he was kissing Pinkie, you were sure he'd be happy with the arrangement sooner rather than later.

"Alright, Rainbow. Just park us in the front. Get ready girls. We'll need to get him in there quick."

You leaned over, giving Anon a pat on the cheek. "Are you doing alright there, Nonny?"

Anon slowly lifted his face from Pinkie's boobs and looked over at you with half-lidded, glazed eyes. “I am very, very erect.”

Alrighty then...

Giving the silly man a kiss on the cheek, you readied yourself. The other girls tensed as well, their hands reaching for the doors. When Rainbow skidded in front of your house Fluttershy threw open the door.

You wrapped an arm around Anon's back. "Go, go, go, go!" you said, pushing him toward the door.

With military-like precision, all of you scrambled out of the van. Rainbow and Applejack grabbed Anon, hauling him out through the door. You, ignoring Pinkie giving your tit a squeeze, mashed his face into your cleavage to keep him calm.

"Twilight, hurry up and—!"

"Oh, hello Sunset dear!"

All of your heads whipped around to see your neighbor Matilda watering her roses, a straw hat on her head.

"Afternoon, Matilda!" you called, wincing when you felt Anon gently bite your tit.

For a second, you thought he was going to try to bite your nipple off, but to your relief he only started nibbling.

Matilda looked at each and everyone of you. Her smile widened when her eyes settled on Anon.

"Oh, did you guys finally find yourself a man?"

"Yep," you replied, running a hand through Anon’s hair.

Matilda nodded, brushing a bit of dirt onto her blue jeans. "Well, you girls have fun. Make sure to be good to that boy."

You and the other girls nodded.

"Yes ma'am," you all said at once.

At this moment, Anon decided to lift his head from his cleavage. He looked over at your neighbor.

”These girls made me cum really, really hard,” he said matter of factly. “I like the pink one’s butt, and the yellow and bacon one have really nice boobs, Mrs. Donkey…”

”That’s very nice dear,” Matilda said, smiling. “Sunset and the girls are a couple of fine women. You won’t find a better herd.”

Looking over at you, your neighbor winked as you placed Anon’s face back here it belonged.

"Make sure to give him a good ol' ride, hon."

You grinned, a shiver running through you when you felt Anon sucking on your nipple like a pacifier.

"Yes ma'am."

Library Lewdness

Author's Note

Contains: Sonata Dusk, Reversed Gender Roles in Equestria Girls, Pack Mentality, Oral, Sex, Dirty Talk, Lewdness in a Library, Super Strong Fish-Women, Among Other Things

Library Lewdness

"—And then I carry the seven, right?"

"Nope! First you minus the four from the nine-fifty, then you square root both sides, and THEN you carry the seven."

"...What about the eight? What the hell do I do with that?"

"I'll tell you when we get to that part, silly!"

Be Anon.

As always, Canterlot High's library was pretty much empty.There were a couple of weird girls messing around in the school's manga section. Human-Twiggles was huddled up at the table farthest away from you with a mountain of books in front of her. Ms. Cheerilee was doing something or another with a shitton of new books, and by that you meant that she was masterbating.

You were sitting at a desk near the computers. In front of you was tonight's math homework, along with some paper and a couple of pencils. You'd have had a calculator on the fucking table too—since you weren't some nerd that could do math without one— but your tutor wouldn't have any of that shit.

"...Like this?"

You could see Sonata's eyes gleam as she leaned down and examined your work.

"Hmm," she said thoughtfully, spinning a pencil in between her fingers. "I think... you might be a little off."

God. Damn. It.

Sighing, you placed your head in your hands. "Fuck this math," you grumbled a little louder than you admittedly should have. "Fuck this math with a nine-iron."

Sonata giggled as you crumbled up the paper that you were doing the work on and threw it toward the trash can that was sitting next to the newspapers. You missed of course. Fucker.

"Come on, Nonny. You almost got it this time!" she said, wrapped an arm around your neck. "You just messed something up subtracting the last part.”

You parted your fingers so you could stare hatefully down at your math book.

HATEFULLY.

"Why the FUCK do they even have advanced physics in this high school?" you grumbled angrily. "And better yet, why the hell do I have to take the fucking class?"

Blue, making teasing siren sounds, leaned you toward her and began to nuzzle your cheek. Though you were a salty Wolly, you allowed her to do this. You were only a little happy about it though.

"Come on, Nonny. This is the last question. You can do this," she said encouragingly. "I know you can."

Giving you a peck on the cheek, she released her hold on you. Reaching into your backpack, she pulled out another piece of paper and sat it on the table. She then began to rewrite the equation that you had been struggling with for the last fifteen minutes.

Not very many people knew this, but lil' blue here was smart. Like genius smart. Like Stephen Hawking's level.

From what you had gathered, she not only fluently spoke over three dozen languages, she excelled in math, science, biology, fucking STOCKS, among other things. The other sirens were smart— a hell of a lot smarter than you in many ways— but Sonata was on a whole other level.

She took this school's most difficult classes and, without any effort, aced them. She could calculate complex math problems in her head. You were pretty sure that she had created synthetic plastic during this world's World War I. She also might have been the one that accidently caused the Stock Market Crash in the Twenties.

"I forgot to carry the two," she had told you when you had asked her. "A lot of people got really mad at me, and me and Aria and Dagy had to go away for a little while."

A hell of a thing for a girl that acts like she's twelve most of the time...

Sighing, you let your hands drop from your face as she finishes up rewriting the problem. "Can't you just do the rest of the work?" you asked. "It's the last problem, for Christ's sake."

"You won't learn this if you don't practice it, silly," she said, poking your cheek with her pencil before placing it in your hand.

You grimaced. "I don't WANT to learn this shit," you mumbled. "I'm not going to do anything in physics. I was a history major goddammit. The only thing that I needed to learn was fucking college level algebra."

Lil' blue's smile diminished some as you slumped in your chair, defeated. Her brow furrowed in thought for a few moments, before a smile exploded across your face.

"Come on, Nonny, don't give up now!" she said, grabbing your arm and hugging it against her chest. "You're going to get it this time, I know it!"

You looked over a blue. She had angled herself so that you could see down her low-cut shirt. Her arms were mashing her breasts together, allowing you to see that she, in fact, was not wearing a bra.

"How about if you get it right this time I give you a little... reward~" she cooed, giving you a saucy smile as she rubbed her tits against your arm.

Her nipples were hard, you noticed. Very hard.

...Alrighty then.

Looking away from blue, you took up your pencil. Sonata, giving your shoulder a teasing kiss, released your arm and leaned toward the sheet of paper with you.

"It'll be over before you know it, Nonny," she chirped, wiggling in her seat.

She was, of course, wrong. It wasn't over before you knew it. You weren't good at math. You didn't like it; the equations, the formulas, the rigidness of the whole thing. This was made worse by the fact that you had to calculate everything in your head and on paper rather than using a calculator.

Why the fuck couldn't you use a calculator? Everyone ELSE used one. Even Mr. Cranky, the old shithead...

You don't care if lil' blue didn't use one back in her day. This was the modern era! They had telephones and airplanes and stores that sold sex lube by the GALLON!

...Still, no amount of bitching got you one, so the old-fashioned way was what you were going to have to do.

Each minute doing the problem felt like an hour. You trudged through the formula, having to go back more than three times to fix some stupid ass mistake that you noticed out of the blue.

Sweat was pouring down your face. Halfway through the problem you had an overwhelming desire to throw the table.

The whole while Sonata was there, quietly encouraging you and giving you advice when you asked. Finally—fucking FINALLY— after another ten minutes sitting there on the verge of causing a scene, you pushed the sheet of paper over to her.

"If it's not right this time I'm burning my book when we get home," you proclaimed with a groan, laying your head down onto the desk and closing your eyes.

"I'm sure that you got it this time, Nonny," Sonata assured, picking up the paper and clearing her throat. "Alrighty. Let's take a lookse..."

For the next minute or so there was nothing but silence as lil' blue looked over your work. You just sat there, sweaty and angry and with a half-chub.

Fucking math… Fucking Mr. Cranky… Fucking Twilight…

You should be trying to find work in a museum or in some college or some shit like that. You shouldn't be a fucking high school student again. You wouldn't have to do advanced physics. THEN the cunting—

You nearly fell out of your chair as Sonata let out a high-pitched squeal.

"You did it, Nonny!" she cried, grabbing your head and mashing your face into her chest. "You did it! You got everything right!"

"THnjnl mhmhn," you mumbled as lil' blue rocked you back and forth.

She smelled fruity with a hint of salt. Her breasts were soft, with a pleasant firmness that made them feel good against your face. Her nipples were also still hard.

Sighing, you nuzzled yourself in between her boobs and just took a few seconds to enjoy your little victory. A soft, comfortable, nice-smelling , boob-filled victory.

You had done it. After almost two hours of sitting here and trying not to scream, you had finished your math homework. Now you could finally go home, get something to eat, take a bath.

Sonata grabbed your shoulders, pulling you away from her. There was a smile on her face. A devious smile. A hungry smile.

"Good job, hon," she congratulated, leaning over and giving you a peck on the lips.

At least, you thought it was going to be a peck. When you had tried to lean back, you noticed that Sonata's hand was on the back of your head. You weren't able to move back an inch before she jerked you forward, causing your lips to crash against hers.

You gasped as lil' blue giggled, her eyes dancing as she deepened the kiss. She was pressing her tits together again. You could see them jutting out underneath her jaw. Her areolas could be easily seen.

You were barely able to look down at them when Sonata sprung her trap. Not breaking your kiss, she hopped from her chair and into your lap. You grunted in surprise, placing your hands around her hips to support her. She hummed, wrapping her arms around your neck as your eyes widened.

You were in a public place. A VERY public place.

If the wrong person walked into this library and saw Sonata and you like this there would be hell to pay. You might not get expelled—lord knows that nobody got kicked out of this fucking school— but you were sure to get suspended. At the very least, the principal would give you a tongue lashing, something that you didn't feel particularly feel like going through today.

Sonata let out a quiet groan, digging her fingers into your scalp. She began to grind her ample backside into your lap, stimulating areas that you'd rather not be stimulated out here like this. You tried to look around, tried to lean back, but Sonata wouldn't have any of it, pulling you back to her with a growl that didn't sound quite human.

Another fun fact about lil' blue here. While she appeared like a bubbly, cheery girl to most people, this was just a front.

There was a sexual deviant underneath all of those giggles and smiles and that "playful" bouncing. A VERY smart sexual deviant with a libido that far outpaced any that you had ever seen lurked under that false facade.

Lil' blue could go for HOURS; long after you and the other girls had conked out. And no one was safe. No you, not Adagio, not even Aria. When Sonata got horny SOMEONE was getting fucked.

Most of the time she was able to control it, but sometimes...

"Ah... Is lil' Nonny waking up?" the blue girl murmured, panting hotly into your ear as she grinded herself harder and harder against you.

She nipped your ear hard, causing your knees to knock together.

"Sonata," you grunted. "We're in school right now. We could get in a lot of—"

"No one's gonna see us," she interrupted, her tongue slipping out of her mouth to lick the side of your neck.

She then bite down. Hard.

You twitched as both pain and pleasure exploded down your body, causing her to giggle. That one was gonna leave a mark…

"Come on, Nonny. I'll take you someplace quiet and we can have a little fun before we go home," lil' blue said, her light purple eyes staring into yours with an unusual intensity.

As you opened your mouth to say something, she darted down, taking you by surprise. A siren's tongue was a hell of a lot longer than a human's, stronger and a bit thicker too. And sweet Jesus on a pogo stick did Sonata know how to use it.

The second that her lips found yours her tongue was on the attack. It wrestled yours into submission, it teased your teeth and gums, it sent a wave of bubbly pleasure through your body that made you squirm, all in the span of seconds.

You exhaled explosively through your nose as blue hummed. Not a second later, your tongue began to dance with her's on its own accord, further delighting your packmate and causing her grip on you to tighten.

...Fuck.

As best as you could, you looked around. Those two weird girls near the anime section weren’t staring at you. Neither was Not-Twilight, who was peering down at a book lost in her own little world. Ms. Cheerilee was, thank Christ, nowhere to be seen.

You hadn’t been discovered. Yet.

Grabbing lil' blue's shoulders, you pulled away from the kiss. "Sonata, we nee—"

Only for her to lean back, cup your face, and pull you right back toward her. Sonata was focusing whatever energy she wasn't using for your kiss to grind against you, teasing and tickling and making it VERY HARD to think. But still, you managed to pull away again.

"Sonata, at least let me get up from this chair so we can—"

Sonata grabbed you again, her tongue teasing you lips as she let out a hungry growl. Growling in frustration, you pulled away again.

"Ms. Cheerilee is gonna see us and you're going to get us in troubl—"

Again her lips captured yours. Again you somehow managed to pull away.

"Goddammit, Sonata!" you whisper-shouted, covering your mouth with both hands. "Let's go someplace before—"

Sonata, her eyes sharp and focused, crawled off of you and stood up. She then turned back toward you, bent down, and picked you up bridal style, something which you weren't too happy about.

"You put me the fuck down right now!" you growled, your legs kicking pathetically in the air. "You put me down or I'll bite the SHIT out of you!"

That got a smile out of her. "Don't you promise me a good time, Nonny," she said, kissing your nose

"Put. Me. The. Fuck. Down."

Sonata, carefully pushing your chair in, looked around the library—giving the weirdos watching the two of you a look that made them turn back to their nerd comics— before making her way toward one of the rows of books.

"Come on, let's find somewhere private."

You frowned, kicking and wiggling as hard as you could kick and wiggle, but it was no use
Sonata's grip on your green ass was iron. Fucking super strong women…

As she carried you, Sonata made sure to kiss and nuzzle your face every chance she could. This sometimes caused your legs to hit into something or knock over some books, but she didn't seem to concerned about it. You were though, since it HURT and everything.

"Put. Me. Down."

Giggling, blue gave you another kiss on the nose. "Not until I find us a good place, silly."
.
You eyes widened in realization.

No, no, no. Nononononononono...

You're not fucking her in the library. A bathroom would be fine; you wouldn't even have a problem with an abandoned classroom or something like that.

BUT NOT HERE WHERE OTHER PEOPLE WERE!

"There we go! This place seems out of the way enough!"

You picked your head up from your herdmate's bosom. She had carried you to the geology section of the library.

...Why the hell does this school have so many books about rocks?

Sonata continued to carry you until the two of you were near the end of the row, right next to the wall, gently putting you down. You scrambled away from her until your back hit the wall.

"There we go!" she happily chirped, bouncing on her heels as she looked at you. "How's this, Nonny?"

Straightening your shirt—aka, trying to discreetly pick up the pieces of your pride— you gave the blue girl a glare as she looked over her shoulder. You took a step toward her, your chest puffed out.

"Sonata! We are not fucking in the li—"

Seeing that the coast was clear, Sonata— without a bit of hesitation— grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled the thing over her head. You got to see her flat, smooth, perfect stomach for just a few sparse moments before her bare, naked breasts were out for the world to see.

You had been right. She HADN'T been wearing a bra.

Your mouth snapped shut as lil' blue giggled. Her skin, as you said before, was flawless. There was no bump, scar, boil in sight. No imperfections at all.

It was perfect. SHE, like her sisters, were perfect.

Your gaze slowly traveled up from that cute little belly button of hers, up and up and up until you saw a pair of somethings that weren't too little on lil' blue. A pair of breasts, large and shapely, were staring right back at you.

They were big. In fact, the only women that had bigger ones in this school were the principal, the vice-principal, and MAYBE Moondancer.

They hung a bit lower on her stomach, sacrificing perk for mass, but their was only minimal sag. On these breast were a pair of quarter-sized nipples and areolas that made a man's mouth water.

...Goddammit. You couldn't look away.

Sonata, giggling, bounced on her heels, sending her breasts bouncing in a way that could make a blind man see.

"Thank goodness I "forgot" to wear a bra today, huh?" she asked, giving you a wink before advancing toward you. "Now, let's have some fun~"

You, to overwhelmed to do anything other than stand there with your mouth opened, allowed yourself to be pushed backwards until Sonata had pinned you to the wall. Her breasts mashed up against your chest as she wrapped her arms around you, grinning like a madwoman.

"Nonnnnny~"

She leaned up, rubbing her cheek against your throat.

"Nonnny~"

She then kissed your Adam's apple, before leaning up on her tiptoes, her lips puckered.

"Mwah~"

This kiss was happy and sweet—just like the little blue minx in front of you—and fuck you with a rack if you didn't return it wholeheartedly. She was warm and soft and you could feel her little fingers digging into the small of your back.

Shitty backdrop aside, it was wonderful. Like always.

The stray little hairs that she hadn't managed to wrangle into her ponytail tickled your forehead. Her nostrils flared with each little breath that she took. She looked up at you with her nearly glowing eyes, so full of affection and love and want. You held lil' blue tight against you, making her giggle as she broke the kiss.

"Hey, Nonny. Look at what I got!"

Reaching into her pocket, Sonata pulled out a rubber.

You frowned "And where the heck did you get that?" you asked.

Still pinning you to the wall, blue brought the little square package to her lips and ripped the corner of it using her teeth. "We were learning to put them on bananas during sex ed class," she told you, reaching down to unbutton your pants with a hand.

You looked at the package carefully, your frown deepening. "...They gave you Roman extra-lube, rubbed for his pleasure condoms to put on bananas?"

Sonata leaned up and kissed your nose. "Yep."

...Liar.

With a flick of Sonata's wrist, your pants dropped to the ground. Your cock was straining against your boxers, and you could nearly head it groan in relief as it was release from the confines of your pants. Seeing this, Sonata gave you length a squeeze, causing you to gasp.

"Dagy would get mad at me if I didn't use one of these, so we're going to have to use it," she said—almost to herself, you noticed— as she squatted down in front of you.

She licked her lips, eyeing your bulge.

"But that'll be fine. I'll have you cumming in a jiffy anyway."

You let out a quiet groan, covering your face with a hand. Looking down through your fingers, you watched as Sonata carefully stuck the open wrapper into the side her mouth. She then grabbed the bottoms of your boxers and slowly pulled them down.

"Nonny, why don't you do a little dance?" she asked around the wrapper, wiggling her eyebrows as you.

You laughed nervously, looking up to see if anyone was about to walk by. "W-Why don't you hurry up?" you replied.

Blue's nose scrunched up. "You're no fun," she said, sticking her tongue out at you. "But don't you worry, Nonny. Your Sonata's here to make you a WHOLE lot funner~"

Your cock fought the fabric of your boxers, trying to stand proud and tall even as she pulled them down inch by inch. You wiggled your hips, trying to speed up the process. It was only a matter of time before someone walked by this row.

The longer that the two messed around the greater chance of getting caught increased. You had to hurry this up. You had to—

With a final tug, your member was freed from the confines of your boxers. It sprang up, hitting Sonata on the cheek. Your toes curled at both the sight and the sensation.

And the sound...

That meaty, weighty, incredible sound...

"Fuuuuuuuccccccckkkkk..."

Sonata giggled, wrapping her fingers around your base and giving you a few quick pumps. "Hello there, big fella!"

Your cock twitched, sending a spurt of pre onto the floor.

Sonata grinned. "Awwww... he's happy to see me, Nonny!"

She looked up at you as her fingers slide up your length, licking her lips with that long pink tongue of hers.

"I'm happy to see him too~"

Not breaking eye contact, she leaned forward and pressed her lips against the side of your cockhead. You knees slapped together as your cock throbbed. A squeaky, slightly high-pitched sound escaped your throat.

Somebodyprobablyheardthatohfuckyou'regoingtogetsuspendedforthisorsomeone'sgonnarecordthisshitandputitontheinternetandyou'renotgoingtobeableto—

"Huuuuggggg..."

Sonata's tongue slide down your length. You could feel her lips, her hot, moist breath, the smooth skin on her cheek as she slide down. You twitched again, spurting even more pre onto the floor below.

She was pulling the condom out of its wrapper. She was—

Your knees jerked as she gave your base a kiss.

"Remember, Nonny, we gotta be quiet," she said as she buried her nose in the small patch of hair that you kept above your cock and inhaled deeply. "We don't want anyone to find us."

You felt something slimy and rubbery placed against the head of your cock. Focusing back on the tip, you saw that it was the condom.

"We can be as loud as we want to be when we get home, but right now we gotta be like ninjas," Sonata said, looking up at you with those pretty, bright eyes of hers. "Do you think you can do that, Nonny?"

...Fuck it.

A beautiful woman that you loved was about to have sex with you. You're not even going to pretend to be against this anymore.

Slowly, you began to nod. Sonata grinned, bouncing on her knees. Which, you couldn't help but notice, did VERY interesting things to her chest.

"Great! Now just let me get this on..."

There was something infinitely satisfying about watching a woman putting your condom on. Feeling fingers that weren't your own pushing it down your length, and the rubber stretching and flexing as she adjusted it before pinching the little air bubble at the tip. It was enough for a guy to smile.

"There we go! Lil' Nonny's all dressed up and ready for the party!" Sonata quietly cheered, giving your dick a little pat before standing back up.

You quickly—eagerly— leaned forward, hooking your fingers through her shorts and tugging at the waistband. Sonata's eyes widened in surprise.

You grinned. "Now it's your turn."

She giggled, leaning up and rubbing her nose against yours. "Oh? You wanna say hello to?" she asked placing her hands on your shoulders.

She pushed down, nearly driving you to your knees.

"Well, go ahead! She misses you!"

She pushed you down a little harder, shaking in excitement as she did so.

Sea monster in human skin or not, a hundred and twenty pound girl shouldn't be this strong. It wasn't fucking fair…

Pushing that thought aside—you had a beautiful woman to see to you homo— you placed a tender kiss on her neck. Your next kiss went a little lower, right on her collarbone. The kiss after that was in the middle of her sternum. After that the kisses turned into a barrage.

Down and down you went. Down her breast—taking a moment to suck on her nipples and squeeze and grope to your heart's content— and down her belly. You were slow, taking your time as you crouched down lower and lower and lower.

Sonata was giggling and gasping, watching you eagerly. "You tease..." she cooed, patting the top of your head

When you got down onto your knees— where your face was mid-belly height— you began to pull her pants down, panties and all.

Sonata hummed, running her fingers through your hair. "Come on, Nonny, take 'em off," she murmured, bucking her hips forward so that she could grind your face against her crotch. "I want lil' Nonny inside of me."

Kissing Blue's belly—making her twitch, her breath hitching— you tugged her pants lower and lower. More perfect, pale flesh was revealed.

Strong, thick legs. Wide, luscious hips.

Lower and lower and lower you pushed down until, with a final tug, the pants fell to the ground with a soft thud, revealing your packmate in all of her naked glory.

Woof...

You placed a kiss under her belly button. Then right above the little patch of hair that she kept above her groin.

You could smell her excitement; could see her smooth, soft, plump little lips. She was soaked. Not only was her groin glistening in the artificial light of the room, but her thighs as well.

She was begging to be seen to. Begging to be licked.

"See how excited I am, Nonny?" Sonata murmured breathlessly, digging her fingers into your scalp. "I can't wait to—A-Ah~!"

Leaning down, you ran your tongue up the length of her slit. Sonata's hips bucked forward, nearly sending your nose into her, but you ignored that. There was something about your girls' taste that you couldn't describe. Sonata, Aria, or the mighty poof; all of them seemed...sweeter than a normal woman. The cum itself was thicker, and the taste stayed in you mouth long after the fact.

You loved it. Especially Sonata's.

Wrapping your arms around Blue's backside, you dived in. Your tongue lapped at her thighs, at her flower, at her mound.

There was nothing slow or teasing about these licks. Your tongue-work was frantic, hungry, determined. There was only one goal in mind, one desire.

Sonata twitched and gasped with each lick, still running her fingers through your hair. "N-Nonny, stop that s-so we can—oh~!"

You slipped your tongue into her opening, tasting her essence from the source. Sonata's muscles rippled and tensed. Shaking, she grabbed the back of your head and forced your face against her sex with no smaller amount of force.

"N-Nonny," she whined, squeezing your face in between her wet thighs, coating your already wet cheeks with both saliva and cum that you missed. "Noooonnnnnnyyyyy..."

Her inner muscles tugged at your tongue, trying to pull it in deeper. You pressed yourself so close to her that your nose was teasing her clit, trying to get as much of your wet muscle inside of her as you could, your tongue lapping at her walls. The result was another gasp from up above, which turned into a quiet moan. Giving her ass a squeeze, you let out a happy growl.

Your whole world was Sonata. You could see nothing, smell nothing, taste nothing, and feel nothing but her.

You forgot about the fact that the two of you were in the middle of a library. You forgot that there were other people around.

None of that mattered. None of it.

You were going keep licking and kissing until you passed out from lack of oxygen or she ripped the hair out of your head. You were going to keep licking until—

"Nonny!"

A pair of hands grabbed your armpits. Before you even knew what was happening, your face was forced from heaven and you were yanked roughly to your feet. You were breathing hard, flushed and with a face that was soaked in fluids all the way down to the neck.

Sonata was worse. Much, much worse.

The blue girl's eyes were wild. Her chest was heaving, and her lips were drawn back into a snarl, her long, dagger-like fangs gleaming in the light.

...Uh oh.

You opened your mouth to say something, only for Sonata to crash her mouth against yours.

"I wanna feel you twitching inside me," she growled, reaching down and grabbing your dick as she pushed you against the wall. "I wanna fuck you. I wanna fuck you until you can't WALK!"

She lifted up a leg and placed her foot against the wall. Pressing herself against you, she guided your cock to your slit.

"Come on," she growled. "Come on, come on, comeon, comeoncomeon, comeoncomeoncomeoncomeon!"

She pressed your tip against her opening. You tried to groan but Sonata fiercely kissed you again, muffling the sound. Lil' blue then began to rub your cock up and down her womanhood, teasing and parting those light blue lips to reveal the healthy pink underneath. Then, with a growl, she bucked her hips against your savagely.

The two of you tensed as your cock was buried to the hilt in one smooth motion.

DFgljndlknlknl!

Your hips jerked as Blue bit her lip and closed her eyes. "Yeeeeeeeeeesssssssssss..."

You were given no time to adjust, were given no time to savor her tightness, her heat, the way that her muscles formed around you. The second that you were fully inside of her she was pulling back until just your tip was inside. Then she slammed forward so hard that the wet, meaty sound could no doubt be heard throughout the library. She did this again and again and again, as quickly as she could in the admittedly awkward position that she was in.

"Come on. Give it to me. Give it to me, Nonny!"

The only thing you could do was stand there as best as you could and hold onto your packmate for dear life.

To keep yourself from making too much noise you bit down on Sonata's neck. She groaned, her fingers digging into your sides as her insides tightened around you.

"Come on, Nonny. Fuck your Sonata. Cum all inside of her. Give her pups!" she growled into your ear.

She was riding you hard. Savagely.

There was no tenderness in this sex. You didn't play a major part in it. It was sex for one reason only. To be bred.

You growled into her throat as you began to thrust as best as you could, wrapping your arms around her and pinning her against you.

In and out, in and out. Tightness and heat. Wet, slapping, satisfying sounds. Groans and touches and licks.

Sonata's ponytail bobbed up and down wildly in the air. Her breasts jiggled and wobbled. Her ass bounced.

You began to thrust as quickly as you could, breathing hard as you roughly bit and licked Sonata's neck.
"Yes, yes! Just like that!" she groaned, her nails wracking your back. "Fuck me just like that. Fuck me!"

You could taste the sweat dripping down her neck. Droplets of it were sliding down her body, down those perfect breasts and that flat belly. You could see it dripping down your body as well.

"Fuccccck," you hissed, hilting and holding yourself against her so you could take a breather.

Sonata giggled, pulling away from you. You hissed, your cock twitching, trying to keep yourself inside of her.

"Stop for a s-second. I need to—fuck!"

She slammed forward, causing you to breathlessly swear. She did it again, making you tighten your grip around her. She did it a third time and you could feel your head swimming.

It was too much

You weren't going to be able to hold out much longer. You could FEEL your cock leaking into the condom. Your balls were tightening, ready to unleash their load.

Sonata must have felt that you nearing your end, because she began to roughly bite your neck, humping you as hard and as fast as she could.

"Cum inside, Nonny," she hissed. "Paint my insides. Put so much cum in me that it drips all over this floor."

Her cunny muscles tightened around your cock so much that you were afraid that she was going to force you out of her. You twitched hard in response, whimpering into her neck.

"Cum. Let me make you into a man. CUM!"

Without warning, she bit down on your neck hard. Your mouth opened into a silent scream as you felt her canines sink into your neck, sending a bolt of searing hot pain down your spine.

"A-Aha~"
Your first shot of cum fired out of your tip with so much force that it felt like you were about to be blown off your feet. Sonata hissed, biting down harder on your neck and forcing you to hilt just as your second load fired into your condom.

You could feel blood seeping from the teeth marks. Feel her tongue lapping it up as your body shook from both pain and pleasure.

Your heart pounded in your chest. You couldn't catch your breath. Everything hurt so much yet felt so good. You tried to move, to squirm, to wiggle, but couldn't.

You fired again and again and again, filling your condom so that it was nearly fit to burst. A torrent of fluids coated your legs and groin as Sonata let out a groan of her own. Your legs went limp and you fell forward.

Sonata, panting even as her tongue lapped at your neck, leaned forward as well. The two of you stood there, leaning on each other as if your lives depended on it, shivering and shaking and trying not to fall over as you rode out your orgasms. Finally, Sonata pulled away from your shoulder, pulling those sharp teeth away.

You winced.

MotherFUCKER…

That shit is going to BRUISE. And you were going to get blood all over your shirt...

Still, after a cum like that you couldn't find yourself all that mad.

"Fill me... with pups?" you mumbled, trying to catch your breath. "What the... hell was that?"

Sonata, closing her eyes with a pleased smile on her face, giggled. "It made... you cum really hard... silly," she answered, licking the blood from her lips. "You probably filled... that WHOLE condom..."

You reached up and touched your shoulder. You then immediately flinched.
...Yep, that's gonna leave a bruise. Probably a big one.

"You know... Dagy's probably going to... be pissed about this... bite right?"

Sonata leaned into you, humming a little tune to herself.

"It'll be... fine," she said, patting your butt. "She'll only be mad... for a couple of... days."

She finally opened her eyes and gave you a heartfelt smile.

"Love you."

Your brow furrowed.

...Aw.

Wrapping your arms around her neck, you kissed her forehead before resting her chin on her shoulder.

"I love you to—"

"Excuse me?"

Quick as a flash, both you and Sonata looked over your shoulder. There, standing not ten feet from you, was Pinkie's sister, Maud. Like always, she was giving the two of you the blankest, most deadpanned stare that you have ever seen.

"I wanted to grab Dr. Limestone's Advanced Understand of Bedrock, she said, nudging her head to a book right next to you. "But the two of you seem to be in the way."

You and Sonata, you without pants on and her completely naked, looked at each other. Without saying a word—still buried inside of your packmate mind you— you grabbed the book that she was referring to and held it out to her.

Without batting an eyelash, she walked over and grabbed the book. "Thank you very much," she said, taking a step back.

She then looked the two of you over as she placed the book under her arm. Nodding to herself, she turned around.

"You may continue copulation," she said, before promptly disappearing.

Both you and blue stood there frozen for a few moments. Then, without warning, Sonata let out a giggle.

"Well, that sure is a ROCKY way to end this, huh?" she asked.

You frowned. Hard.

"If Adagio doesn't beat your ass when we get home I'm going to."

Cheerileeader

Author's Note

Contains: Cheerilee, Cheerleader Outfits, Husband-and-Wife Intimacy, Teasing, Lewd actions in a Classroom, Silly Princesses

Cheerileeader

"Alright everypony! I want a clean race!"

Apple carts creaked and squeaked as fillies and colts jostled back and forth. You could see many of them gripping their wheels tightly. Their eyes shifted back and forth to the pony on either side of them. Near the middle of the line you could see Diamond Tiara making faces at Rumble, who was looking ahead with a scowl.

Snips looked half asleep as Twist eyeballed him while biting her lip. Applebloom was wiggling around in her cart excitedly, waiting for the race to start. Off on the sidelines, there were about ten colts in cheerleading uniforms shaking pompoms. Beyond them, half of the town was seated on lawn chairs drinking cider and making bets.

It was a very mild day. Not too hot, not too cool. The wind wasn't blowing, and the sky was clear of clouds.

Perfect weather for apple cart racing.

You were standing in front of the starting line, facing the racers. Like every year, you were tasked with starting the race and making sure that nopony killed themselves on the track. Though it was a mostly thankless job, you enjoyed it, and so did the kids.

"No slamming into each others cars! And if I see anypony playing dirty they WILL be disqualified from the race!"

Just like the colts standing on the sidelines, you were wearing a cheerleading uniform so you could support the kids on the sidelines after the race had started. It was an old thing from your highschool days, when you had gotten the bright idea of joining the cheerleading team to pick up stallions at the risk of being called a dyke by your friends and the rest of the school. It might not have worked all that well— or at all really— but three years of cheerleading DID give a mare one heck of a figure.

A figure that you hadn't lost after all of these years if your uniform was anything to go by. It was a BIT snug around the rump, AND your withers, but you still managed to get that sucker on without much of a fuss. You might have been getting along in the years but you still looked pretty bucking good all things considered, unlike SOME ponies that you knew who had REALLY let themselves go in their old age.

CoughMRS.CAKECough!

You are Cheerilee, Ponyville's one and only elementary school teacher and the Sergeant at Arms/ Master of Ceremonies for the Annual Apple Cart Racing Derby. A race that was very much about to start.

There was a small smile on your face as you lifted your hoof into the air. "Alright! On my mark
Two dozen sets of eyes snapped to that hoof

Lips were licked, withers were rolled, ponies leaned forward in their apple carts.

"Get set!"

Behind you, the adults were hurriedly making their last bets of the day. From what you could gather, Snails was the favorite to win this year, though you had a good feeling that Lily Longsocks was going to be the first to cross that finish line today.

She BETTER win. You got fifty bits on her…

You kept your hoof in the air for a few moments, then a few moments longer, until the fillies and colts were squirming in their seats.

Your grin widened ever so slightly.

Wait for it… Wait for it...

"...GO!"

A few years ago, you might have stood there and waited for them to pass by before making your way off the track, but ever since one of your old students— who was working to get her master's in Magical Studies at the moment— had tried to run you over because you had given her a B- on an essay, you were more than a little leery about standing in the middle of a race track. So the moment that your hoof came down you dove off to the side, covering your head with your hooves. Not a second after your rump hit the grass, dozens of carts screamed past you.

Parents and bookies alike began screaming encouragements at the top of their lungs. Filthy in particular looked like he was ready to have a conniption, waving his hooves around and opening and closing his mouth like he was drowning.

"Whoo! Get their flanks, Twist!"

"Show those mares how it's done, little brother!"

"Buck it up Tiara! BUCK IT UP!"

Picking your head up, you watched as Scootaloo, wiggling in her box cart with a big smile on her face, slowly meandered past you. The young pegasus had, for some reason, elected to build a cart fashioned to resemble one of the ye olde models. Surprisingly, it looked like Scootaloo had done her homework. Her cart was big, lumbering, slower than molasses on a cold winter's day, and poorly painted in a black-ish grey color. Its wheels were big and creaked every time that they turned, and every once in awhile the chassis would sink like the whole thing was about to collapse. If you didn't know any better, you'd have said that an Apple had built the thing fifty years ago.

"Whoo! Yeah! Buck it up, Scoots! Buck it up!"

Your gaze drifted away from the cart and over toward the crowd.

Rainbow, with a corn dog in one hoof and the BIGGEST mug that you had ever seen—which was no doubt filled to the brim with hard cider— in the other, was standing on top of her lawn chair. The pegasus was decked out in Cloudsdale colors—for some reason— and every time that she waved her hooves around she spilled her cider on everypony that was unlucky enough to be near her vicinity.

"Whoo! You show'em, Scoots! Buck'em up! BUCK'EM UP!"

She slammed her mug and corndog together, spraying cider all over Bonbon, who was sitting not that far from her. The earth pony frowned, eyes narrowing as she looked up at the clearly drunk pegasus.

You didn't want to be Rainbow if she spilled anymore—

"WHOO!"

Splash!

"THAT'S IT!"

With a roar, Bonbon leapt to her hooves and tackled Rainbow, sending the two of them crashing to the ground in a flurry of feathers and hooves.

—...Cider

You winced as you slowly climbed to your hooves and dusted yourself off. Making sure to look both ways—because momma ain't dying today— you carefully made your way across the lane and over to the cheerleaders. There were a bunch of your students, but, unfortunately, a few older stallions had elected to cheer on the racers as well, Thunderlane, Caramel, and Hooves to name a few.

Just like the little ones, they were dressed up and shaking pompoms, but unlike the children their uniforms were a little... inappropriate. Their shirts were too short, you noticed that their tails were braided so that every time they wiggled their rumps the crowd could see their sheaths and balls, and their dancing…

You almost didn't WANT to call it dancing. It was more gyrating their flanks in the faces of the crowd as they looked over their withers and smirked.

...In front of the children? REALLY?

Anger and disgust filled your belly as you watched full grown stallions, who SHOULD know better, shame themselves in front of the town.

You wanted to say something to them. A good chewing out, a lecture about how one should act perhaps.

But no! You couldn't do that!

Those stallions were just EXPRESSING themselves! They were just having FUN! There wasn't anything wrong with what they were doing! You were just being a sexist, Cheer! A stallion could do more than work in the kitchen, Cheerilee!

Puff...

If these colts were your kids you'd have dragged them home and beaten the cutiemarks off their flanks...

Still, a mare knew when to pick her fights, so you decided that the best thing to do was say nothing, but that didn't mean you were going to let those colts' bad behavior rub off on the little ones.

"Tender Taps, Featherweight, Pipsqueak! Why don't you come over here and let me teach you how to make a pyramid?"

For the next twenty minutes or so, as the crowd cheered and the carts flew by, you taught the young ones everything that you could remember from your days on the Ponyville Pounders Cheer squad.

The name was changed after you graduated. Unfortunately.

You taught them how to jump without hurting themselves, how to wave their pom-poms in just the right way, how to do fun little dances and cheers that they could guide the crowd in. As you did this, you made sure to sneak in a little lesson or five. About how teamwork was important, how one's throat and mouth made the noises in the cheer, how gravity affects a jump.

Day off or not, you were still a teacher. It was your duty, no, your calling, to teach; to bestow knowledge on the younger generation. Nothing brought a bigger smile to your face than to see curiosity and the desire to learn in the faces of your students.

"There's my shmoopy-doo~

A pair of arms slipped around your neck. You jumped, eyes widening in surprise.

Fingers grazed your neck as the arms hooked around and give you a gentle squeeze. Relaxing slightly, you let out a hum as those hands slipped underneath your uniform and began to scratch your chest.

"Hmmm..."

A pair of soft, full lips brushed against your cheek, making you hum even louder. Well, there WAS something that made your smile just a BIT bigger…

Your tail flicked as you pressed your back against the chest. You received another kiss, this time on the neck. Your eyelids slipped closed as you inhaled deeply. You could smell vanilla, fresh flour, sugar and milk. With another inhale the smell of sweat and salt tickled your senses, along with... something that you couldn't quite discern.

Those fingers dug into your fur as they began to scratch, making you hum all the louder and wiggle in delight. Another kiss, this time on your other cheek, made you chuckle.

"There's my snookums," you cooed in response, finally turning your head to look at who had his big, strong arms wrapped around you.

It was, of course, your husband Nameless; or Namey as you liked to call him.

Your dear old husband looked like he had just come from work. He was still wearing his white cook's uniform, sans the hat. He also looked dead tired, his eyes drooping and his shoulders sagged, but he had a big old smile on his face as he held you, and you found yourself smiling in return.

Your nostrils flared as you nuzzled his cheek. "You smell like cupcakes," you murmured

His grip around you tightened just a hair as he let out a sigh. "The Cakes had me baking 'em the whole day," he grumbled tiredly, before yawning. "Somebody important up in Canterlot is throwing a party for their kid and they needed two thousand of the things."

"What kind?" you asked as you nosed his cheek.

Your husband snorted. "Strawberry. JUST strawberry. For some fuc—stupid reason..."

As he sighed again, you found yourself frowning. Your nostrils flared again.

Huh. So THAT'S what that other smell was...

"Somepony must really like strawberry," you mused, turning yourself so that you could give your husband a quick peck on the lips.

The children that you had been coaching made faces and did all the silly things that the younger ones did when adults kissed, but you ignored them, rubbing your nose against Namey's before pulling away.

"And thank you for watching your language around the children. I appreciate it."

Namey grunted, giving your chest a few more scratches before pulling his hands out of your uniform and standing up. He stretched his back, grunting as his spine, shoulders, and hips popped, before he looked at the race track.

"So is Snips still the high roller, or is everyone's money on someone else?"

Just then a hoofful of karts raced by, screeching and creaking and popping in a way that might be worrying if you weren't a veteran apple cart official. It looked like Applebloom was in the lead, with Snips and Diamond Tiara coming up from behind. To your surprise, you saw that Sweetie Bell— who was riding in some contraption right out of the mind of a mad pony— wasn't far behind them.

You couldn't really explain what it looked like. Its body resembled a whale in the middle, but then it kind of ended off in points at the back and end that curved...

"WHOO! You go Sweetie Bell!" your husband cheered, waving a hand as the children flew by. "Show'em how it's done!"

You watched the retreating carts for a few moments before turning toward your husband.

"Hon," you said, as a frown worked its way onto your face. "Were you betting on the kids again?"

Your husband frowned right back. "Were you?" he retorted.

"..."

Loudly clearing your throat, you clapped your hooves together. "Alrighty children! Now, why don't you all get in formation so we can try the cheer again?"

As the children did as you asked, you felt your husband's eyes on you. You expected him to say something sassy or smart but, oddly enough, he was silent. He was so quiet, in fact, that you once again turned your head to look at him to see what was the matter.

To your surprise, you saw that your husband was looking at your cheerleading uniform. Because you had been getting a little winded teaching the children—you weren't as young as you once were— your uniform was a bit damp with sweat. This made it clung to your body, so much so that it might as well have been a second skin. You also had your mane tied up in a tight pony tail with a big bow; the same kind that you would have worn while cheering when you were younger. Your husband liked it when you wore bows, you knew this, but he also seemed to like the way that your uniform fit you, if the way that he was ogling your rump was any indication.

A burst of pride made you puff your chest out.

Heh. Momma's still got it...

Giggling, you swatted the tip of your husband's nose with your tail. "There are CHILDREN playing, you old corn dog," you teasingly chided.

Your smile turned a sultry as your husband blushed. Standing up on your hind legs, you wrapped your hooves around his neck and pulled him close. A shiver ran through him as your hot breath washed over his face.

You giggled again, giving his cheek a chaste kiss before leaning toward his ear. "But, if you wait until after the event, I'd be happy to let you stare all you want. Maybe a little more if you're lucky~" you whispered, your voice husky.

Your husband said nothing, but the look he gave you said ALLLLLL that you needed to know.

"Come now, children! Get those pom-poms up and watch me! Now, one, two, three, and—"

The rest of the race went off without a hitch. Other than Rainbow and Bonbon's little drawl, wherein the pegasus had to go to the hospital for a broken nose and dislocated wing—not that she felt it, as drunk as she was—, nothing had been destroyed and there hadn't been anymore fights.

Which was a very, very good thing. You, all of ponies, knew exactly how rowdy when alcohol and kart racing mixed.

The race itself had ended in Sweetie Belle, of all ponies, winning the whole thing, with Snips coming in second and Silver Spoon coming in third.

"Congratulations, Sweetie," you said as you hoofed her the first-place trophy. "You're this year's winner of the Annual Apple Cart Races!"

The crowd began to hoot and holler as the white unicorn took the trophy with a happy bounce. "Thanks, Mrs. Cheerilee!" she cried, her voice cracking.

Aw...

"Well, you're very welcome, my dear. Now what are going to d—"

"I'm going to didney worl!"

...What?

The smile on your face twitched a bit but you patted Sweetie on the head all the same.

There was something wrong with this filly...

Giving her one final congrats, you made your way to the second and third place winners

Snips gave you a big, dopey smile when you hoofed time a silver medal, though Silver Spoon looked a little nervous as you placed the bronze around her neck. You couldn't be too sure, but the way that Diamond Tiara was glaring at her from the crowd might explain the young filly's behavior.

Whoo. You didn't envy the stallion that was unlucky enough to herd with those two...

Medals and trophy given out, you turned to address the crowd. "I want to thank each and everyone of you for another successful year of kart racing!" you called out.

Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Namey standing in the crowd. He was biting his lip, and there was a blush on his face as he stared at you. All around him, ponies were shifting uncomfortably. Many of them looked flustered, a few of them sneaking glances at your husband as they rocked back and forth.

Wegottehurrythisshitupfilly!

"A-And I hope that we continue to have better and better races in the upcoming years!" You clapped your hooves together, a smile on your face even while your tail gave an impatient flick. "Once again, I hope that you all have had a wonderful time. Goodbye, and have a good day!"

Not your best closing speech but it would have to do.

As the crowd began to disperse, some of them making their way to their lawn chairs to clean up, others crowding around the winners, your husband began to make his way toward you. He wasn't quite shoving ponies out of the way, but his eagerness could be seen plain as day.

Your tail flicked again as your nostrils flared. With each step his took his scent became stronger, overpowering every other smell until it seemed to saturate the air.

You found yourself taking deeper and deeper breaths. You could feel butterflies of anticipation flying around in the heat of your belly. Your breathing became shallow as you rubbed your back legs together. Already you could feel a wetness trickling down your hind legs.

You were ready. Oh so ready...

Namey's hands opened and closed as he drew nearer. He was unabashedly staring at you, drinking in every curve, every bit of tight, sweaty clothing. He had made sure to move his member in a way that wouldn't make a tent in his pants, you noticed, but you could still see its outline straining through the fabric.

Your nostrils flared again. A little closer and you'd be able to see his cock pulse. If you were lucky you might be able to see the beginnings of a stain at the tip of his cockhead.

Your mind raced as he closed the distance between the two of you. Your house was on the other end of town. If the two of you hurried you could make it there in fifteen minutes. It would probably take another five or so minutes to lock all your doors and close your windows so nopony saw or heard your fun.

The school was just around the corner though...

It was a Saturday, which meant that there wouldn't be a single soul anywhere near the place, and since it was on the edge of town not many ponies lived there, so the two of you could be as loud as you wanted...

As Namey came within hooves reach, you leapt up and wrapped your hooves around his neck. "Is my honey worked up?" you cooed quietly

Your husband gave your ears a scratch. "Sweet Christ does your ass look great in that outfit," your husband responded breathlessly

Your giggled, stealthly reaching down and rubbing his bulge through his pants. Namey gasped, his eyes widening.

"Well thank you very much, honey pie. You're looking pretty good yourself."

A shiver ran up your body as your husband's smell hit you like a runaway cart.

"Why don't we find a quiet little place where I can help with this, hmm~?" you asked, giving his bulge a playful squeeze.

Your husband jerked, his hands tightening around your head. You gave his shaft another squeeze, and he began nodding his head like his life depended on it.

There we go~

A grin worked its way onto your face. Sweet Celestia above did you LOVE to be married to a stallion with this high of a sex drive.

As the crowd continued to disperse and chatter and drink their piss-warm cider, Namey and you slipped away. Well, not so much as slipped away as power-walked with your heads down.

You had your husband's hand on your mouth as you led him toward the school. While your husband was quite a bit bigger than you, you WERE an earth pony, which meant that you were a good deal stronger than him. So, while you were trying to be gentle as you led him, in your eagerness to find some privacy, you really ended up more dragging him along than anything, not that your husband seemed to mind.

"Easy there, hon," he teased. "If you're not careful you're gonna rip my arm off."

"Pem nob fahter," you mumbled around his hand, giving it another firm tug.

You could see the school house in the distance. There wasn't a pony in sight. The entire area was deserted.

Perfect...

Both you and your husband made your way to the school house. Though you didn't have your usual key you had a spare underneath the welcome mat. Grabbing that, you quickly opened the door and ushered Namey inside.

The schoolhouse was dead silent. The scent of old wooden desks and crayons and chalk was thick in the air. It looked like Broom Stick, the old stallion that came to clean the classroom on the weekends, had already been in here, since everything looked immaculate.

The students desks were spotless and shiny and their chairs were pushed in. The floor was equally shiny and clean, and so spotless that you could almost see yourself in it. Your chalkboard was free of chalk and crayon (Don't ask), and the papers and little nick-nacks you kept on your desk were stacked neatly and in a row.

You were going to have to remember to thank him. Later though; right now you had a stallion to see to.

"Hmm~"

Humming, you spit out your husband's mouth. Taking a step back, you pressed your backside against his groin.

Namey explosively inhaled through his nose. His hips gently bumped against your rump as his hands found their way to your backside. They lifted up your little skirt, tugged on and teasing the fabric.

You gasped as you felt his fingertips brush against your butt.

"I've been waiting ALL morning for this," Namey proclaimed.

You jumped as his hands wigged under your uniform began to grope and feel and knead.

"H-Hah~"

Dirty colt...

Your back arched, and you pushed yourself a little more firmly against him. You could feel his hard cock against your backside. It twitched through the fabric, begging to be freed. You could feel its warmth, feel the various veins and bumps and ridges.

You wanted it. More than anything you wanted it.

You leaned away from him, breathing hard. Namey's fingers traced your cutiemarks before he lifted up your skirt a little more and spread your cheeks. Without a second thought, you flicked your tail out of the way, revealing your leaking, puffy, HOT marehood.

Your husband let out a low whistle. You looked at him over your wither with half-lidded, hungry eyes.

"Why don't you go and sit in the teacher's chair?" you cooed, slamming back grinding yourself against him. "I want to give you a proper... LESSON~"

Namey instantly released your backside and took a step away from you. In three steps, he managed to cross the classroom to where your desk was seated. You took these few moments to glance at his backside, rubbing your hind legs together to try to aleve some of the heat.

Grabbing the chair— a black, plushy thing that you bought with your own money because you couldn't stand the old chair that you had been given— Namey pulled it away from the desk. Spinning it around, he sat down heavily, spreading his legs. Giving you a smile, he beckoned you with a finger.

"Come and get some, babe."

Dirty colt indeed~...

You made your way toward him slowly, making sure to put a sway in your hips as you did so. Your rump jiggled and bounced, making your shirt jump and flutter.

"Give me a C," you cooed, licking your lips. "Give me a O."

You took a deep breath, your mouth watering as Namey's scent drew you in.

"Give me a C! Give me a K!"

Anticipation made the butterflies flap all the harder as you placed your hooves on your husband's knees and leaned up so that your foreheads were touching.

"What does that spell~?"

Your tongue darted out of your mouth, licking his lips. Namey pulled away for half a second, before he darted forward. Your lips connected for a few moments before he pulled away. You followed, and your lips connected, before you pulled away. A growl escaped Namey's throat as his hands found themselves on the small of your back.

"Cock. Cock. COCK! Give me a COCK!" you growled, pressing your lips again your husband's properly

They felt soft against yours. Soft and warm and supple. The way that a stallion's lips should feel. Namey groaned into your mouth as his hands slide up and down your back.

"Hmm~"

Your tongue slipped out of your mouth, teasing his lips, asking to be allowed inside. Looking up into his eyes, you saw that they were narrowed slightly.

You knew that look…

Giving your husband a teasing wink, you took a deep breath and steeled yourself. All at once, Namey's tongue exploded out of his mouth.

It was a small, thin little thing compared to yours, but Namey knew how to use it with terrifying efficiency. His tongue quickly traced yours before it flicked the tip of your wet muscle. You tried to counter by wrapping your tongue around his but it was no use. Before you knew it, his smaller, weaker tongue had forced yours back into your mouth.

"Hmm~"

Your husband let out another groan as his tongue began teasing the inside of your maw, tracing your teeth and playing with your tongue. Namey was an aggressive kisser. He liked to lead the kiss, bully your tongue so that it did what he wanted it to. Most mares would have taken this treatment in meek silence, but you had been with your husband for many, many years.

You knew how to fight him. You knew how to win.

You pressed more of your weight onto his knees, leaning forward and deepened the kiss. For a few minutes your tongue laid docile, only moving to play with your husband's when he initiated contact. Slowly but surely, his tongue began to slow down to enjoy itself.

He was letting his guard down. He thought he had won.

You couldn't help but smile as Namey's fingers ran through your mane, digging into your scalp.

Wait for it. Wait for it…

WAIT FOR IT...

You began to herd Namey's tongue to the corner of your mouth. As you did that you leaned forward, your tail swishing excitedly in anticipation. Your husband, as focused as he was on your kiss, didn't notice a thing as you slowly leaned him back into the chair. It wasn't until your mane cascaded around your face, tickling his cheeks and forehead, did his eyes start to widen in realization, but by then it was far too late.

One of your hooves snaked up his leg and toward his groin. Not giving him a chance to stop you, you began to stroke his cloth-covered length with the frog of your hoof. Your touch was light, mainly focused around his head and upper shaft.

"A-ACK!"

Even through the pants you could feel Namey's cock twitch under your touch. His knees slapped together, forcing you to balance yourself on your back legs alone, and he gasped into your mouth.

Your grin widened.

Got'em!

Your tongue leapt into action, batting around Namey's with practiced ease. His brow furrowed as his tongue began to fight back, but with another stroke you managed to break his concentration.

"Hmm~"

A frustrated mewl escaped your Namey's mouth as you pressed him back against the chair further while having your way with him. He tried to fight you, like he always did, but not only did you have the high ground you had him by the cock and balls.

Momma's got you, sweetie. Better luck next time.

Eventually, though he didn't look very happy about it, your husband stopped fighting and allowed you to lead the kiss. You did so with enthusiasm.

"Hmm~"

You teased every inch of his mouth. You traced his teeth— making sure to mind his canines—, wrestled with his tongue, and caressed his lips until your lungs were burning and your head was spinning.

Namey frowned as your broke away with a gasp. "Why do you... always do that?" he demanded, his chest heaving. "You know... that I hate it when you stroke me through... my pants and... all that... whoo..."

Giggling, you pressed your forehead against his. "All's fair in love and war, hon~" you cooed, your eyes shining.

Your hoof grazed his shaft once more, making him hiss.

"Now, why don't we see to this, hmm?"

Sweet Celestia, his smell was KILLING you…

Not waiting for an answer, you kissed your husband's cheek, then his jaw, then his neck. Namey let out a playful snort as you planted a kiss on his adam's apple.

"I don't care what you say, hon. You fucking cheated and you—"

Your teeth grazed his collarbone. Namey twitched, and his breathing hitching.

There we go~

It's quiet time now, dear. Just lie back and let your Cheer-Bear take care of you...

You began peppering his neck with kisses, short and sweet and fast. Namey's hands traveled down your neck and to your withers and he let out a pleased hum under your tender care. He offered you a little more of his neck to kiss, and you did so without hesitation.

"Hum~"

His skin felt warm against your lips, supple and smooth. You could taste sweat, along with the fruitiness of the soap that he used last night. It was a pleasant taste, a clean taste. A stallion's taste.

You found yourself happily humming as you placed kisses around his neck and jawline before making your way southward. Quickly helping Namey out of his work shirt, and the undershirt beneath that, you began to tease and taste his torso. You then made your way down to his stomach, and lower stomach, and his sides. While you did this, his hands never left your withers, kneading and tugging on the muscles there.

From above you could hear his breathing becoming more and more ragging. Every once in awhile his knees would lightly tap against your sides. His fingers would also dig into your withers and he'd do his best to push you downward to hurry you along, but you ignored him.

Momma wanted to take the scenic route. She didn't want to hurry this along. You wanted to touch, taste, love every inch of your husband, every bump and curve and imperfection, and you wanted to do it SLOWLY.

Finally, Namey could take it no more.

"Woman, I swear to GAWD if you don't—" His brow furrowed as you nipped the skin under his second rib. "—stop this fucking teasing I'm going to bust your ass."

You stopped your kissing, licking, and biting to look up at your husband. His face was flushed. A bead of sweat was making its way down his forehead. His hair was messy. His eyes looked glassy and his mouth was partially opened.

In a word, he looked breathtaking.

"Isn't that the point of this, hon?" you asked, playfully batting your eyelashes up at him before you resumed your kissing.

Namey let out another groan, trying to push you down again. Between kisses, you couldn't help but laugh under your breath

This colt right here. This bucking colt…

Finally, after a million and a half kisses, you found yourself looking at the button of his pants.

"CheerileeIsweartofuckinggodstopmessingaroundrightnow!"

With a simple flick of your tongue, you undid the button and popped the fly. A happy groan escaped your husband's lips as you began to carefully pull his pants down. Your husband lifted his hips up to help you a bit as you tugged the pants further and further down his body until they were around his ankles. With a final tug, you pulled them off completely off and tossed them away.

Now your Namey was just in his underwear and shoes (he liked to make love with you in his shoes. You had no idea why), sitting there, completely at your mercy. His cock, freed from those WONDERFULLY tight pants of his, was straining against his boxers. You could see it through the pee-slit, thick and veiny and throbbing.

A low, needy hum escaped your throat as your nostrils flared. You could smell his musk, the sugar and bread and sweets that he had worked with, sweat. You began to salivate as you slowly leaned forward.

"Hmm~ I've been waiting for this..."

Namey's fingers dug into your withers as your cheek brushed up against his cloth-covered length. It jumped at your touch, further soaking his boxers in pre.

"Cheer," your husband warned through gritted teeth.

He had tried to make himself sound threatening, but ended up sounding breathy. You didn't respond as you leaned up and grabbed the top of his boxers. The elastic band stretched as you gave it a small pull. You tugged a little harder until you had pulled the boxers down a ways.

Your husband groaned, his hips rolling as his cock slid against the fabric. "Fuuuuuuuuuuuuccccccckkkkkkk..."

With one final, hard tug, his cock sprang free, slapping against his belly before it booped your nose.

"There's my big colt," you murmured, rubbing the tip of your nose up and down his shaft.

Your mouth opened partially, and your tongue slipped between your lips. It would have been nothing to take your husband's dick into your mouth. All you'd need to do was turn your head the slightest bit.

Then you'd be able to taste him. Be able to feel him throb in your mouth. Taste as his pre spurted out of his mouth as you licked and sucked and kissed until you could taste nothing but him.

BUT...!

With one more slightly wistful nuzzle, you pulled yourself away. Foreplay wasn't going to cut it this time. You were too worked up, and so was your husband. If the two of you didn't get a good old fashioned hard rutting than neither of you were going to leave this school house happy.

So that was what was going to happen.

Stepping away from your husband, you turned around and propped yourself up on your desk. With a hard jerk of your hips, you lifted your skirt so that your rear could be seen in all of its glory.

There wasn't an inch of your expansive rump that wasn't wet and sticky. Your fur was probably a bit matted in places, and your tail MUST have been a mess. If you would have tried to present yourself to a stallion in this state they would have been out the door before you could look back at them. But Namey, you knew, was a fan of pony rumps; earth pony rumps especially, and while you didn't like to drag, yours might have been one of the bigger ones in town.

...Top five at least.

You giggled as the sound of your husband's cock slapping against his belly echoed throughout the room.

"You know, I've always WANTED to be bent over this desk~" you cooed, looking over your withers to shoot your Namey a heated look. "Why don't you come over here and make that dream come true, big boy~?"

Namey was already climbing to his feet with a grunt, an eager look on his face

There's my good colt. Come and fuck momma nice and hard...~

His cock bounced, sending a bead of pre onto the floor, as he kicked the chair away. You wiggled your rump, biting your lip as your cheeks slide against each other.

"Come on hon, I'm waiting," you said with a groan, arching your back and jutting your rump out as far as you could get it. "Let's see how much you can get this skirt to bounce as you rut me~"

A hungry growl escaped your husband's throat as he took a step toward you. You answered his growl with a groan, closing your eyes and resting your head on your desk.

You could feel your heart pounding in your chest in anticipation. Here you were, about to be fucked in your workplace. A place where children learned in played. You could almost imagine the children sitting at their desks. You could nearly hear their voices as they spoke and the little sounds that they made as they—

"Shhhhhhhhfffffff!"

Your body jerked as you felt something wet and warm tracing the lips of your marehood. One of your back legs cocked back to kick, but you immediately reined in the lizard part of your brain, instead letting out a loud, pleased moan. A tongue was working its way around your cunny, licking your lips clean. You groaned again, picking your head up to see what in Celestia's name your husband was doing back there. Sure enough, he was crouched down with his face buried between your cheeks, his hands holding onto your back legs.

You wiggled your hips, groaning as you felt his cheeks rub against your crack. Underneath your tail, you husband chuckled.

"N-Na—"

Your eyes crossed as you felt that little tongue of his flick your button. Your back legs nearly buckled at the sensation, but with a stomp of your hoof you managed to regain your balance.

"NAMEY! You stop that RIGHT NOW, Mister!" you said in your best teacher's voice, bouncing your rump against his face. "You s-stand up and put your cock inside me THIS INSTANT!"

Your husband tried to ignore you, like you knew he would. His fingers dug into your back legs, and he leaned back so that he could bury his tongue into you.

But you knew your husband's tricks, and knew how to deal with them. The moment that he leaned back you tensed your rump as hard as you could and brought your hind legs close so that your knees were touching. Your buttcheeks clamped together, protecting your cunny from anymore unwanted licks. To show that you were ABSOLUTELY serious, you clamped your tail down so that it covered your rump completely.

THERE! TRY TO GET PAST THAT!

Your husband darted forward, only for his face to bounce against hard, unyielding earth pony muscle.

"Edkfjnnoejn!"

He sputtered, jerking away to rub his now scrunched up nose. A quiet whinny escaped your throat when you saw that his mouth and cheeks were covered in your juices, but you held strong.

"Nameless..."

He looked up at you with a frown. You frowned back, nudging his cheek with your butt. Your tail twitched when you felt him kiss your cutiemark.

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Namey placed his hands on the top of your rump, and for a few terrible seconds you thought that he was going to work you up until his face was buried in your cheeks once more, but thankfully that wasn't the case. Using your rump as leverage, he stood up.

"I can't believe that you used your teacher's voice on me," he muttered, before giving your rump a vindictive swat.

"If you didn't act like such a child I wouldn't have to treat you like one, hon," you smartly replied

Namey grunted, sliding his member in between your cheeks.

You twitched in surprise as his cock slid up your crack until his tip bumped against your dock

dkfjndkfj!

"A-Aha~!"

He leaned forward, wrapping his arms around your barrel and burying his face into your mane. He pulled back a bit before thrusting again, then again, then one more time. With each thrust his hips slapped against your rump, producing a fleshy, wet sound that was better than any music that you had ever heard.

You groaned again, trying to move in a way that would angle his tip against your entrance, but your husband hugged you closely.

"Lets see how much of a teacher you can be after I'm done with you," Namey growled after a particularly rough thrust rocked both you and your desk.

You found yourself smiling as you laid your cheek against your desk. A part of you wanted to scream. You could feel his cock parting your cheeks with each thrust. It was sliding up against your marehood, against your tailhole. You could feel it pulsing and leaking against your most sensitive parts, so close yet so far away.

His teasing should have been driving you crazy. It should have made you want to buck him into your chair, climb on top of him, and ride him until the sun came up, but you just smiled, and continued to smile even as he nudged your legs so that you widened your stance. Because you knew what was going to happen. You knew and so did Namey. He might have put on a tough front, growling and grabbing like the big colt he was, but you knew it was an act, another thing that he liked to do to get your riled up.

And it was working.

Namey let out a quiet gasp as you squeezed your rump, smothering his length. His cock twitched, coating your crack in pre. Humming, you pressed yourself against his groin, wiggling your rump from side to side. Namey's fingers dug into your cutiemarks and his breath caught in his throat. You held him in place for a few moments, just toying with him, until you released his cock.

"We'll see about that, hon~" you murmured, lifting your rump up a bit to give him better access.

Namey let out a shaky breath as he pulled away from you. He grabbed his cock and slowly leaned forward.

"Hmm~ Come on hon. Fuck your little pony silly~"

He pressed his cockhead against your lips. "Don't worry. I will."

He then began to rub his big, fat head up and down your pussy, parting your lips but not using enough force to penetrate. You groaned, pressing your ass against his thighs and arching your back like the needy little filly that you were.

Come on. Comeon. Comeoncomeoncomeoncomeoncomeon!

Your husband took a deep breath. He got a good grip on your back legs and bucked his hips. His cock slide against your pussy hips, making you both tense and squirm. He tried again, thrusting his cock toward your opening. You let out a happy groan as you felt him enter you, which turned into a cry of anguish as it somehow slipped out to graze your rock-hard teats.

"N-Namey~!"

With an impatient whimper of his own, your husband tried for a third time. His cockhead parted your lips perfectly, and with a little half-jerk the first two inches of his maleness entered you you.

You hissed through your teeth to keep from screaming as you felt his head stretching your walls, forcing them to accommodate his girth. Your Namey might not have been the biggest stallion around, but he sure was honey seed was thick. Easily the thickest stallion that you've ever had the pleasure of taking.

His cock pulsed as your marehood spasmed around it. His hips pushed forward, forcing a few more inches inside of you. You mewled as you were rocked forward. Pencils and papers flew off the desk to the floor below as you exhaled explosively.

"H-Hah~"

He was stretching you so much, and with each throb you could still feel him getting thicker and thicker. It was almost too much. You almost couldn't take him. It was nearly painful.

Namey thrust again, sending another clutter of papers to the floor to be forgotten.

"Umph~!"

You clamped down on him hard. He groaned, racking your haunches with his fingernails as he throbbed inside of you.

"How are you still this TIGHT after all of these years?!"

He pulled back before he pushed himself forward with a slow, but firm, thrust. Your Cunt squeezed him but he would not be denied this time. Inch after thick, delicious inch entered you. You moaned long and loud, your tongue lolling out of your mouth until he finally hilted.

"fgdjfndk!"

Your eyes crossed. Pleasure exploded up your body, making your back legs crumble, and it was only because of your husband holding you in place that you didn't just fall off your desk. You couldn't describe what it felt like having your husband inside of you like this. There was nothing that you could compare it to. No other stallion had made you felt this full, this complete, this... whole.

Though as thick and as fat as his cock was, it felt like it fit perfectly. Like it was made to be inside of you

"Oh sweet Celestia... Hmm~"

Namey slowly began to pull out of your depths. Your marehood clutched at it hard, not wanting its warmth and it's girth to leave. He continued to pull away until just half of him was inside of you, wherein he pushed himself back in.

For the next minute or so he kept his pace slow and tender, waiting for you to get accustomed. Unlike most stallions, who would begin to thrust as hard and as fast they could the second that they were in the hole, your honey always made sure that you were ready before he went hard and fast.

He didn't want to hurt you. He wanted you make you feel as good as he felt, and you loved him for it.

Slowly but surely, your inner walls began to loosen to accommodate his length, allowing him to hilt inside of you more easily. You released a groan under your breath.

"F-Faster hon. Faster," you murmured, pushing yourself backward as he pushed forward.

Your Namey grunted breathlessly, picking up the pace. You began to participate in the lovemaking where you could, wiggling your butt and pushing yourself backward in time with his thrusts. You feel yourself drooling as your eyes slipped shut.

In, out, in, out, in, out.

You could feel his cockhead stretching your tunnel, feel his shaft grinding against your insides. The pleasure was like a low burning heat. Not too overwhelming, ever-present, and it built as the minutes ticked by you found yourself shivering in pleasure, even drooling on your desk as you whined and squeaked and groaned.

His cock felt so unbelievably warm. You could feel every vein, every bump, as he slid into you. When he hilted, and stayed there—allowing you to grind against him because he knew that you liked to do that.

You loved the feeling of every single inch of his maleness inside of you. Your husband let out a stifled gasp as you clutched him hard. He fired a spurt of cum into you, which sent tingles of pleasure up and down your back.

"Cheer!" he groaned, his head rolling

"Hmm~"

Namey tried to pull himself away, to give himself a moment's rest, but you followed him. You thrust your rump against his thighs, forcing him to hilt you again. He both groaned and gasped, his knees tapping together as his body shook. His cock pulsed again as you both groaned.

You pulled away before pushing back with no small amount of force. "C-Come on hon. I thought that you w-were going to rut my b-brains out," you teased, moving your flank from side to side.

Your husband shivered again before rearing back a hand and slapping your rump hard.

"H-Hah~!"

You twitched as your rump jiggled.

"Show... you..."

Namey muttered something under his breath that you couldn't quite catch. He leaned up and roughly nipped your ear as he began to thrust with a little more force. One of his hands reached down to grab your tail. He tugged on his hard, sending pleasure exploding up your body.

Your breathing hitched and your back arched as you picked your head up and neighed long and loud. "Yes, hon," you groaned. "Just like that! Just like t-that!

Now the wet, meaty sound cut through the silence every few moments, which were usually followed by moans and groans and gasps. Namey was putting his weight in his thrusts now, so each time he slammed forward your body rocked the desk, making it creak in protest.

Sweat had soaked both of your bodies. You can practically hear your cum hitting the floor with each firm thrust. Your rump was jiggling and bouncing and your cheeks were slapping together.

You couldn't catch your breath, and your chest felt like it was on fire. Your vision was swimming. But wasn't enough, not by a longshot.

"Faster, h-honey! FASTER!"

Your husband growled, tugging on your tail hard enough for it to be painful. His thrusts became faster, sloppier, more filled with need. He didn't pull out of you the whole way, nor did he hilt unless you forced him too, and then it was only for a moment or two.

"Fucking, fuck, FUCK~!"

You began bouncing yourself against his lap as fast as you were able. Your marehood was clamping down hard every time that he pulled back, enveloping him in your warm and heat.

"Come on hon. Give it to me. GIVE IT T-TO ME!"

The two of you were a blur of motion and moans. Namey's grip around you was becoming tighter and tighter.

You could feel the sweat dripping from his face and into your mane. There was drool all over your cheek and face and neck. Your desk was rocking back and forth dangerously, the last of your papers and nick-nacks having long fallen to the floor.

He was so close. You could feel him twitching and throbbing inside of you, could feel his pre mixing with yours. He was almost there. Just a little more and—

"Cheer!" your little human grunted. "CHEER, I-I'm gonna—

Your husband stopped mid thrust, curling into himself.

Ohnoyoubuckingdon't!

Without missing a beat, you continued to rock back and forth as fast as you could, propping yourself up on your front hooves to get a better angle.

Your mind was almost feral. You wanted, NEEDED, him to cum. You wanted to feel him throb as those first spurts fired deep into your womb. You wanted him to fill you up. You wanted to feel that warmth, that liquid pleasure that showed you that you had properly seen to your husband.

"Come on, honey. Cum for me," you demanded as he hissed in surprise. "COME FOR ME!"

His fingers dug into your belly as, with a curse, he throbbed mightily. As quick as a flash, you forced him to hilt one more time. Because you were so eager to feel him explode inside of you, you put a little to much 'omph' into it.

Your husband's groan and your moan turned to yelps as the two of you found yourselves flying away from the desk.

Ohsweetmotherbucker!

You found yourself flailing as your husband gripped you tightly. The first spurt of cum fired out of his tip, coating your walls, but the two of you barely noticed. You were in the air, flying across the classroom. Your husband's cock fired another load of cum. You felt it this time. Your knees knocked together and you bit your lip even as you flailed.

"Ffjvdkjn!"

Somehow, by the grace of Celestia, your husband fell into your chair. He grunted in surprise as his backside slammed into the plush seat. Thankfully, you found yourself sitting in his lap in the process, with his cock still buried inside of you. Another spurt of cum made your marehood ripple as the wheeled chair screeched across the floor, wobbling dangerously at its base.

"FUCK!"

The chair slid back until it slammed against the chalkboard with enough force to send the two of you nearly tumbling out of it. Another load of cum was fired into you, bathing you in warmth. Your back arched as a tingling feeling ran up your spine and made your hooves curl.

Another load sent a spurt of it out of your pussy and onto your chair. Though you were still reeling from your little flight, you began to grind yourself against your husband's lap, trying to prolong his pleasure as long as possible. He lurched forward and bit down on your wither to keep himself from groaning. Your eyes rolled in your head as both pain and pleasure exploded from your body.

Another load forced Namey to release your withers so that he could throw his head back and roar.

"FUCK!"

You— being VERY careful, you didn't want to hurt him— instantly spun around so that the two of you were face-to-face.

Namey's eyes widened as you lifted your rump off his still spurting cock. "C-Cheer, don't—"

Humming, you slammed yourself down.

"—URK!"

"Hmm~"

Namey's face scrunched up and his eyes shut tightly as you began to bounce up and down, riding him for all of your worth.

"Cheer—Ah~! Stop it—ohh~! I c-can't—"

His legs kicked and shook as you continued to stimulation his hyper sensitive member. His hands weakly pawed at you, trying to push you off, but you simply rode him all the harder.

You could see the muscles in his face start to twitch. Underneath his eyelids, you could see his eyes rolling around in his skull. He was squirming underneath you with each eager bounce

Yeah.

You made that face, colt~

"Does my pussy feel good, honey?" you asked. "Is it going... to make you cum... again? Is it... going to make you fill... me up again?"

Panting, you wrapped your hooves around his neck and pulled him close, biting his ear as you grinded into his lap with his full length inside of you. Just like before, you were in control now. Straddling your husband are you were, you could control how fast you went and how much if his length you could take. You were also at eye level with him, which meant that you could look him in the eye as the two of you fucked.

"Hmm~"

Lifting Namey's chin up, you all but forced your tongue into his mouth. He was twitching inside of you, his hips bucking and rolling and humping each time your rump slapped against his thighs.

He still felt so big, so fat. It felt like there was a bottle lodged inside of you; a warm, twitching, throbbing bottle.

And you loved it.

"Fuck, cunt, balls, c-cockes, s-shit!"

Your Namey jerked and twitched against you as you rode him faster and faster.

"Come on hon. Cum again, give me another filling."

You wiggled your rump side-to-side, making your chair sway dangerously. Namey's cock pulsed hard, and your marehood twitched in response. You moaned, hugging your husband as tightly as you could.

The heat in your belly was beginning to overflow. Your movements were becoming jerky and desperate. You could feel you heart pounding in your chest.

You were so close. So close…

Just a little more… Just a little more…

"Come on, honey. Comeon! Comeoncomeoncomeon!"

You nipped his ear hard, then his neck. Pulling away from him a bit— your hips a blur and the wet, meaty slapping now a continuous sound— you began nibbling his jaw. And that did it.

Your husband's hips jerked savagely. "HolyfuckniggagonnafuckingcumAGAIN!"

You felt his cock expand inside of you, filling your walls to maximum capacity. His first load fired out of his tip with so much force that you could FEEL it connecting against your cervix. You froze, your mouth partially opening.

Ohshitfillyhereiscomes!

Moaning, you hilted one last time, buried your muzzle into the nape of his neck, and came hard

HARD.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~

Your marehood clamped down on his cock like a vice, before it began to milk his cock over and over and over and over again. Your husband, his mouth open in a silent scream, fired another load into your womb. Both your and his cum soak your chair, the floor, and whatever else was lucky enough to be sitting behind you.

"F-FUCK~!"

You held onto your husband with all of your earth pony strength, riding the warm, tingly waves of your orgasm. Your hips began working on their own, grinding and humping to make both yours and his pleasure last as long as possible. You didn't stop until your husband had gone limp underneath you and his cock began to shrink. When that happened you let out one last tired groan, going limp yourself.

"Fuck... me..."

The smell of sweat and sex was thick in the air. It was going to be the mother of all pains to get it out of the classroom, and picking up all of your things and cleaning up your... mess wasn't going to be fun.

But that didn't matter at the moment. It didn't matter even a little bit. All that mattered was the shaking, panting, sweaty, exhausted stallion in your hooves.

Heh. It looks like momma's still got it...

You hummed, nuzzling Namey's neck as you rubbed your flank against his legs. Your husband twitched, weakly slapping at your back with his hands.

Aw. He was so CUTE after an orgasm...

"Are you... alright there, dear?" you asked, nosing his cheek.

He groaned, pawing at your side. "fdkjskjndk..."

Yeah. fdkjskjndk was the right—

"Hmm, interesting. In-teres—ting..."

Both you and Namey froze as a voice rose above your heavy breathing. Somepony was behind you...

SOMEPONY WAS BEHIND YOU!

Placing your hooves on your husband's shoulders and looked over your wither. There, sitting at the desk closest to your desk—in a chair that was FAR too small for her—, wearing a pair of red-framed glasses and a schoolfilly's outfit—which was also FAR too small for her— was Princess-motherbucker Celestia-herself.

...Wat?

"P-Princess?!" you shrieked, trying to cover both you and your husband with your hooves. "W-What in Cel—WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!"

The Princess ignored your outburst, keeping her attention fixed on the paper below her as she wrote.

Is… Is her mane tied up in a ponytail?

"Though human stamina isn't quite up to par with earth pony standards, a human still seems to be able to pleasure an earth pony mare more than sufficiently."

Crossing her T's and dotting her I's she looked up at you.

"Mrs. Cheerilee? Is this going to be on the test?" she asked, pushing her glasses up her muzzle.

Eye twitching, you looked at your husband, who was looking at the ceiling panting, like he had just ran a marathon. You wracked your mind, trying to process what was happening.

Where did the princess come from? Why would she be in your classroom of all places? Where in Luna's name did she get that OUTFIT?!

These, and about a hundred different questions, raced through your mind but, as you opened your mouth, you found that you couldn't ask any of them.

"I... um... what?

The Princess of the Sun cracked a smile. "I asked if what we just learned was going to be on the next test, Mrs. Cheerilee," she repeated, the picture of innocence.

That is, until she leaned forward and licked her lips.

"Because if it is, may I come to the front of the class to... BETTER examine the problem~?"

...Wat?

"Cheer?"

You tore your gaze away the princess to stare at your husband. "Namey?"

"Am I... losing it, or is Princess... Celestia sitting not five... feet from us... wearing a schoolgirl's... outfit?"

"...Yes. I mean, she is here, wearing a schoolfilly's outfit."

To your surprise, your husband sighed in relief. "Thank fucking... Christ. I thought I... had finally lost it..."

Slowly, he lifted a hand up into the air.

"If not yours... yet, Maniae," he declared, shaking his fist. "You... cunt!"

Horse Dick Shenanigans

Author's Note

Contains: Twilight Sparkle, Body part transformation, Overwhelming Pheromones, >rape, reverse >rape, Blowjobs, Wingjob, Implied Impregnation, Among Other things

Horse Dick Shenanigans

It was that time again.

Through an unspoken agreement, one that was made when the stars were still young, the great glowing moon that had so steadfastly guarded the sky dipped under the horizon so that it could rest. In its place rose it's sibling, the incandescent sun.

The moment that this heavenly body's rays bathed the valleys and plains and mountains the world changed. The darkness, which the moon had been fighting tooth and nail to keep at bay, vanished. Warmth and light filled the land, and with those two things the landscape became alive once more. The birds began their dawn chorus as they climbed out of their nests to conjugate and feed and fly. The animals of the forests opened their eyes, yawning and stretching and preparing themselves for another hard-fought day of survival.

In the towns and villages and cities of the world, the more civilized (or as they thought themselves) creatures of the world also began to stir. Some rose to get ready for another day of work and labor, others rose from their warm, comfortable beds to wake their children or their loved ones so that they may start their days, others simply woke up because the sun's radiance was not a thing to be ignored.

You were not any of those people. You had no loved ones that you needed to wake up, you didn't have work today or for the rest of the weekend for that matter and you had some pretty bitchin' blinds covering your windows, so even with the sun's light insistently trying to force itself in your bedroom was relatively dark.

You were Anonymous, and, after working like a dog for the past four days, maybe getting two or three hours of sleep in between, you were having yourself a well deserved rest.

Fuck the sun, fuck the morning, fuck having to do any of that shit.

You were going to sleep until noon—at the VERY least— and after that you were going to go out and get yourself something to eat. You then where going go raid some random horses house to steal their liquor and get so plastered that you'd streak through town and get arrested.

You know, just like you did every Friday. And once or twice a month on Tuesdays.

You mumbled nonsensically, your mind telling your body to get up but your body saying FUCK THAT, rolling onto your side so that you could get a little more comfortable. As you did that though your blanket, your only friend in these dark and troubling times, had decided to leave half of you exposed to the elements.

You frown and your mumbling became a little upset. Not opening your eyes, you began to blindly reach for your blank—

SLAP!

Your eyes snapped open as you let out a surprised yelp. Rolling onto your back, you looked down, trying to figure out what the FUCK you had just slapped. There shouldn't have been a single slappable thing on your bed.

Unless...

"I swear to god, Junebug, if you crawled into my bed again I'm really going to call the fucking cops this time," you murmured, your voice heavy with sleep.

Your eyes narrow as you looked down between your legs. Sure enough, something was making your blanket tent about a foot and a half into the air. With an irritated grunt, you grabbed your blanket, ready to yank the sucker off of your body.

If you had been a little more awake, you would have noticed that whatever was pitching a tent underneath your blanket wasn't very pony-shaped at all. You would have also noticed that there was a gigantic wet spot on your blanket that covered nearly half of the fucking thing and that your whole lower body was wet, as were your bed sheets underneath you. But you weren't even half awake; your eyes were crusty and a little blurry from sleep and you were disorientated.

In your mind you were convinced that Junebug had somehow, once a-fucking-gain had managed to pick the lock on your front door and had snuck into your bedroom like the silly/stalkerish little pone that she was. So, imagine your surprise when, as you ripped off your blanket, what you saw in between your legs wasn't your weird little earth pony neighbor whose garden you may or may not pee in on occasion. Seconds passed as you looked down, trying to understand just what was in front of you.

What you were looking at was your dick but... it wasn't. For one, while you considered yourself a little bigger than the average fella, your dick most certainly wasn't this big. The shape and color also seemed wrong; instead of the pinkish, torpedo-like phallus that you knew and loved this was an altogether different beast; and by beast you meant fucking BEAST.

The cock was oddly rectangular, with a flair at the tip. There was a medial ring around it at about it's halfway point, wherein the cock became reasonably thicker. Instead of the a pinkish color this cock was green and white spots peppered up and down it. Did you also mention that it looked like it was about two fucking feet long and about as thick as your FUCKING ARM?! Because you think that that is kind of important to paint the picture of what this thing looked like.

You blinked a few more times, confused and more than a little concerned, tentatively reaching up to poke the thing. You sucked in a mouthful of air as it twitched at your touch, a glob of precum erupting from the tip and landed on your stomach.

YOU FELT THAT! YOU FUCKING FELT THAT! THIS ISN'T SOMEONE ELSE'S DICK! THIS WASN'T SOME PRANK OR JOKE TO FUCK WITH YOU!

You slowly wrapped your hand around the—your dick, just above the medial ring. You couldn't even wrap your hand around the monster that just... APPEARED between your legs. The—YOUR cock throbbed again, and your eyes couldn't help but widen as a glob of precum, impossibly thick and a LOT more than you've ever produced in your entire life, spurted from your new tip. You let go of your wang, watching as the pre began to slowly drip down the side of it, your mind racing

A few thoughts raced through your mind as you let your head fall back onto your pillow with a thoughtful hum. The first was that you were going to have to wash your sheets. Like REALLY wash your sheets.If it was a pain in the ass to clean just a bit of cum out of sheets you had a feeling that with this much it was going to be a MOTHERFUCKER. The second thought was about Gary-Motherfucking-Oak and that sick ass car that he drove around with all of those cheerleading bitches.

For some reason.

Idly, you wondered why you hadn't passed out from all of the blood that the monster between your legs MUST have been using to stay as hard as it was. Did horse wang's use blood to get erect? If they didn't use blood then what the heck did they use?
Magic? Some sort of of pulley system?
You then thought about how much of a pain it was going to be getting new pants refitted to contain this thing. Sure, Rarara would give you a pretty good deal on the pants since she was your little marshmallow nigga, and you were sure that this thing got smaller when you weren't erect, but it was going to be a little awkward having to explain.

Wait...

YOU HAVE A FUCKING HORSE COCK NOW?! WHY DO YOU HAVE A LITERAL, REAL HORSE COCK?! WHEN THE FUCK DID YOU GET A HORSE COCK?! YOU SURE AS SHIT DIDN'T HAVE ONE WHEN YOU WENT TO BED!

Grabbing your brand spanking new horse dick you sat up and wiggled yourself over to the edge of your bed. Sleep forgotten, you climbed out of said. As you did that you accidentally let go of your member as it mightily throbbed, twitching so hard that it reared up and slapped you in the fucking chest.

"Motherfucker!"

You stumbled, almost losing your footing, and with a look of distaste you wiped the glob of pre that was now just under your sternum.

Twilight! Twilight would know what to do about this!

She was a smart little horse; she could figure out what the FUCK happened to you. You were going to go to Twilight's house RIGHT NOW and get this shit settled before you had a heart attack or you exploded or something.

But first, you were gonna get these sheets tossed in the wash and then you were gonna take a bath and find a pair of pants that would hopefully, probably fit you. Maybe you should get something to eat as well; you didn't know how long you were going to be with Twilight.

Then, THEN you'd go to Twiggle's house.

You let out a frustrated huff.

Why the hell does stuff like this always happen on your days off?

~_~_~_~_~_~

You hum a little tune to yourself as you grabbed the coffee pot, along with your sugar and creme. Though your mom always told you that only frilly stallions drank anything other than black, bitter coffee you preferred something a little less bitter and a little more sweeter and milkier in the mornings.

Through years of experience you quickly poured yourself the perfect cup of coffee. Three-fourths full of coffee, one-fourths full of cream, three big tablespoons of sugar, all stirred together for twenty seconds so that it would mix properly. You took a deep breath, savoring the smell of coffee in the air, and carried your cup over to your table, where your breakfast and a good book was waiting.

Spike had gone to Canterlot for the weekend, and Starlight had went on a trip to Dodge City with Applejack for apple-related shenanigans, and because of this you were alone for the weekend. No paperwork, nopony to watch or teach, just you, some coffee and some reading.

You let out a happy sigh as you sit down at your table and take a sip of your coffee.

Hmmm… Perfect like always.

You smacked your lips together as you looked back down at your plate. Rubbing your hooves manically, you eyed the stack of pancakes and the mountain of hay bacon on your plate meaningfully, brandishing a fork and knife.

Oh filly, you were going to TEAR into—

"TWILIGHT? TWILIGHT!"

You jumped in surprise as you heard somepony frantically knocking on your door.
Anon? Was that Anon? What the hay could he want this early in the morning?

"TWILIGHT! I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE! OPEN UP! SOMETHING'S WRONG! SOMETHING'S VERY, VERY WRONG!"

You perk up slightly at this, your eyes widening. You look down at the feast that you had spent all morning making for yourself. A part of you wanted to just ignore the yelling and pounding at your door,
it was too early to deal with stallion hysterics and you WERE pretty hungry, but almost as soon as that thought came to mind you beat it down HARD.

You knew that Anon wasn't the kind of stallion that would run to a mare over the littlest of things, but he WAS the kind of stallion that would kick your front door down if you tried to ignore him. And besides, you were taught better than to ignore a stallion that was obviously in need.

Standing up, and grabbing a hoof full of hay bacon and stuffing it into your mouth so that your hunger would be staved off for a while longer, and made your way out of your kitchen.

Alright Twilight. One of your only stallion friends sounded like he was in trouble. He was probably going to come into your house a little hysterical, so you were going to have to be ready for that…

You brushed your teeth and you combed your mane this morning…

You hadn't groomed your wings yet but Anon wasn't the kind of stallion that was a stickler for that kind of thing so you were pretty presentable...

Alrighty then...

Quickly chewing and swallowing your hay bacon, and wiping the grease from your chin, you quickly trotted over to the door, unlocking it. Anon must have heard the bolt clicking, because just as you were about to open the door it was thrown open, revealing a wild-eyed Anon.

"TWIGGLES! WHAT TOOK YOU SO FUCKING LONG?" he demanded, brushing past you. "FUCK IT, NEVER MIND THAT! YOU GOTTA HELP ME!"

Just let him talk himself out, Twilight. After that you'll ask him what's wro—

"I WOKE UP THIS MORNING AND SAW THAT MY FUCKING DICK WASN'T MY FUCKING DICK ANYMORE!"

Oh. That was easier than you thought it was going to be. Also, what?

"What?" you asked, looking down at Anonymous's lower body.

To your surprise, Anon wasn't wearing the usual dress pants that he liked to wear. Instead, he was wearing a pair of really loose, grey sweat pants that really showed off his bu—

NobadTwilightyou'retryingtohelpfilly!

You turned your head to look away but there was no need. Anon, with a look of both embarrassment and resolution, grabbed you by the chin and forced you to look up at him.

"There's. Something. Wrong. With. My. Dick." he said, his eyes burrowing into yours.

His stare was intense; too intense for this early in the morning. You found yourself squirming in place, a blush pinkening your cheeks.

"W-Well, if something's wrong I'd be more than happy to take you to the d-doc—"

With a quiet growl, Anon released your chin. Walking over to your still open door he poked his head out and looked around before closing and locking it.

His brow furrowed, as if he was debating something. "Come on. Instead of trying to explain it I'll just show you what's wrong," he said, more to himself than you, before he started to make his way down the hall. You, still blushing, watched him go, trying not to think about how THIS was like how so many of those Neighponese comics that you may or may not read started.

You're trying to help. Something was bothering Anon and out of all of the other ponies that he knew he decided to come to you first, and because of that you were going to do your very best to help him!

Though you weren't a doctor by any means you had studied more than enough anatomy to at least know whether you should take him to the hospital or not, AND you had been the one that examined him when he first came here, so it only made sense that you were the one to examine him first.

Your feathers ruffled as you trotted after Anonymous. Since, once upon a time, Anon had lived with you he knew these halls just as well as Spike so, while your castle was a labyrinth to some, he traversed it with ease. His destination was, it seemed, the very room that you had taken him during his first examination and every other examination that he had to undergo thereafter, your experimental/ storage room.

While it was one of the smaller rooms in your castle it had an examination table, it had one of those x-ray picture lighter-uppers, you even had equipment to get blood work done if there was a need for it.

"Alright. Say, is Spike or anyone else here? 'Cause I DO NOT want them barging in here while you're helping me."

Stepping into the room with Anon you quickly closed the door, not bothering to lock it.

"We're the only two in this entire castle, Anon," you assured, walking over to a little table where you had a clipboard and stethoscope lying. "Now, why don't you show me what's the problem?"

Anon looked down at his pants, his nose scrunching up. "... Now, I need you to promise that you're not going to freak out."

"I'm not going to freak out. I promise."

Anon's nose scrunched up even more. "Are you sure? If you freak out I'm going to boop you. I'm going to boop you so fucking hard that you're not going to know what to do with yourself."

You couldn't help but roll your eyes, grabbing a quill and tapping it against your clipboard. "Anon, please, I can be a professional if I want to be. Now will you please pull your pants down so I can see what seems to be the... the..."

You find yourself trailing off as Anon pulled his pants down, exposing himself to you completely
Your eyes widened and you just stared.

Now, you've been a proud subscriber to Hung Males Monthly since you were thirteen years old. You'd like to think that you've seen a lot of big dicks; pony, diamond dog, gryphon, even minotaur. But THIS...

THIS was something else entirely.

As far as you were concerned, Anon's reproductive organs weren't all that special. His penis wasn't sheathed and a little smaller than a stallions, with a pair of testicles to match. Though you wouldn't have minded a closer inspection some time in the future—if you know what I mean— you had almost been disappointed that he didn't have some crazy alien wang like you had been expecting when you had first seen it. But this wasn't the penis that you had examined once upon a time.

This penis was hidden in a sheath.A very big sheath. A sheath that was so big that it bordered on ridiculous. At least twice as big as the biggest stallion that you've ever seen. He was also now sporting a pair of balls the size of his fist.

All-in-all it now looked like the cock of a stallion but... bigger...

Slack-jawed, you couldn't help but stare a little longer than you should have, and then stare a little longer than that.

Was it getting hot in here? Why did you feel so sweaty? What was with that marinara smell?

Anon, with his pants around his ankles, crossed his arms as he stared down at you with narrowed eyes. You jumped as he loudly cleared his throat.

"Now you can see why I'm freaking out," he said, gesturing to his new package. "Last night everything was find but the second that I wake up I see that I have this fucking thing now."

You wiped a bit of drool from your mouth.

Professional, Twilight. You're a professional, remember that.

"C-Can you get hard?" you shimmered, your mouth watering slightly.

Anon flinched, reddening slightly. "Yeah... I can get hard," he said, looking away from you as he shifted his weight from left to right. "I have no idea how, I SHOULD pass out the second that I get a bit of a chub with this thing, but yeah..."

You found yourself automatically sketching out Anon's stallionhood, your inquisitive side quickly taking over. You had never seen or heard anything like this before, and as far as you could remember, there weren't any spells that could change a stallion's penis into the penis of another species, at least not without changing the rest of their body drastically. But, as far as you could tell, Anon looked pretty much the same as he did the last time that you saw him, sans the new... equipment.

This was a magical anomaly; you could FEEL it in your bones. Someone or something had done this to Anon without him knowing and you were going to find out HOW they did it and, hopefully, fix it!

With science!

Your horn glowed, and with a pop about a dozen books appeared behind you, along with some other equipment that you had lying around that you felt might help. "Interesting... Now, I'm going to ask you a few questions, Anon. They might make you a little uncomfortable but I promise you that I'm only asking them to help you."

You stared up at Anon with your best smile, doing your very best to ignore the blush on your face that REFUSED to go away.

This is for science, Twilight. No dirty thoughts, and certainly no dirty science. That wouldn't be good for anypony.

Though he still looked more than a little frazzled and he was blushing just as hard as you, Anon nodded. "Alright, lay 'em on me."

The next twenty minutes or so were filled with questions. What did you eat yesterday? Where did you go? Did you meet somepony that you haven't met before? Did they offer you anything? Did you step on something or touch something that you've never seen before? When was the last time that you've used the bathroom or masturbated?

Though you tried your best to be professional, the questions that you were asking were a little... awkward, and it didn't help any that Anon was still pants-less, so you were shimmering a little and had to pause once or twice, but other than that the questioning went on without a hitch. As you did that you were finishing sketching Anon's new sheath as you looked over a dozen spell and anatomy books. Even once in awhile you'd sneak a peek over your clipboard to eye his new equipment with a little more... intensity than was needed, but for the most part you liked to think you did pretty well, though none of your questions really gave you any insight as to the cause of Anon’s condition.

From what he told you he hadn't eaten anything out of the ordinary, he didn't meet any new ponies and he didn't go anywhere other than work and home, and looking into your spell books didn't give you any solid leads...

You were going to have to examine it. You were going to have to get up close and personal with the biggest ding-a-ling that you had ever laid eyes on.

Celestia help you...

You found yourself blushing hard at the thought, quickly summoning up a few more spell books so that you could REALLY explore all of your avenues, but there was nothing.

Maybe there might have been a book up at Canterlot or in the Crystal Empire that would shed a little light on Anon's condition but your library wasn't expansive enough.

Now… How the hay were you going to tell him that you needed to poke at his junk without getting slapped?

Should you throw out a joke to lighten the mood? Did doctors do that?

"...Anon?"

You peeked over your clipboard to look at the stallion, who was sitting on the edge of the examination table twiddling his thumbs. He looked up at you, his head cocked to the side.

"Yeah, Twilight? Did you figure out what was wrong with me?"

Your mouth felt dry as you slowly shook your head.

"No. I couldn't find anything in my books and you didn't tell me anything all that useful," you say, ruffling your feathers nervously.

Just come out and say it. Beating around the bush is only going to make this worse.

SAY IT FILLY!

"Sooooo... I was wondering if you'd be comfortable letting me examine your stallionhood a little more closely..."

Your eyes darted down to Anon's junk before you looked back up at him. Unfortunately, no matter how hard you tried to control yourself, your eyes drifted back down at dat long, strong, green schlong.

For a long, long moment Anon said nothing, his expression unreadable. You braced yourself, expecting him to start throwing things and calling you a pig and a mule and a—

"Alright."

Wat.

"W-What?"

Blushing as hard as you've ever seen him, Anon stood up. You couldn't help but notice his sheath jiggling as he did so.

"I know you're just trying to help, Twi, and there's no way I'm running halfway across town with this thing to go to the hospital." Making a face, he beckoned you forward with a hand. "Just... just go easy on me will ya? I still don't have any idea how to work this thing."

You gulped, licking your lips as you took a small step forward; then another, then another, then another.

Keep looking at Anon's face. Keep looking at his face. You're a gentlemare. You're here to help.

Don'tdoanythingstupid!

When you got within arm's length you gave Anon a nervous smile. He smiled nervously back at you as he shifted his weight to the balls of his feet and then to his heels.

"...Do ...do you want me to sit back on the table or—"

"No, no, standings fine!" you assured a LITTLE too loudly before you coughed. "No, It'll be easier for me if you stand. Thank you for asking. About what would be easier for me. The exam... touching..."

You coughed again, trying to collect yourself as you looked back down at the notes that you had managed to get, which was pretty much buck all.

"Okie dokie. Now, I'm going to start off by touching you around your stallionhood and then I'll start prodding the sheath—"

Prodding was the worst thing that you could have said! You should have used a softer word! Prodding is too harsh of a word!

"—And after that I'm going to need to take a look at your testicles—"

Why did you say prodding?! He's going to get freaked out now! He's going to freak out and he'll make you freak out and then the two of you will start screamingateachotherandthenAnonwillstartthrowingthingsandyou'llstartthrowingthingsandsomethingsgoingtocatchonfireandyourcastleisgoingtoburndownandyou'llbehomelessandYOUCANDOTHISFILLYSUCKITUP!

"—And then I'm going to have to take a look at your penis. But don't worry about that right now; we'll just take this one step at a time and go as slow as you want. And if you're uncomfortable with anything that I do we can stop and try something else."

Though you're freaking THE BUCK OUT on the inside you still smile up at Anon as you floated your clipboard away from you.

"Does that sound alright?"

A mixture of both relief and terror filled you as Anon slowly nodded. "Yep. That sounds fine."

"G-Great. Now I'm going to start touching you now, a-alright?"

Seeing Anon's silent nod of confirmation, you slowly begin to reach up toward Anon's stallionhood.

It looked even bigger up close. You could see dozens of thick, thick veins running up and down his green and white sheath along with his testicles. His great big furry testicles that must be FILLED to the brim with cu—

Anon twitched as your hooves connect with his leg. You twitched in turn, your eyes darting up to his face.

"I'm not hurting you am I?" you quickly asked, pulling your hooves away.

Anon shook his head. "Nah. It's just that your hooves are a little cold."

"Oh my gosh! I'm sorry, I should have—"

"Twilight."

You flinched at the firmness in Anon's tone.

"Y-Yes?"

"I need you to take it easy. I know this is a little... weird but you're not going to help me if you start freaking out."

You took a deep breath.

He was right, you do needed to calm down. Getting antsy over every little thing isn't going to help Anon.

You opened your mouth to apologize but Anon just shook his head and gestured toward his stallionhood.

Alright. You can do this.

You. Can. Do. This.

Your horn glowed as you cast a simple yet very effective spell on your clipboard and your quill. Your clipboard flipped the page over so that the quill had a blank page to write on. The quill, in turn, tapped against the edge of the clipboard, ready to write. You could now focus all of your efforts on examining Anon as they recorded everything that you said. You once again reached up and placed your hooves on each of Anon's legs, about five inches above the knee.

"Upon close inspection Anon Y. Mous's penis seems to have taken on the features of a stallion's reproductive organ."

Your ears perked up as you heard your quill going to work, but you otherwise kept your eyes on the prize as it were.

"His member is hidden within a sheath, complete with a prepuce."

You gently touched the skin of Anon's new sheath, trying to ignore the fact that his balls slapped together as you did this.

"The skin seems to be thicker than the skin on his stomach and legs, and there seems to be a thin layer of fur covering both the sheath and the balls."

You could feel the weight of Anon's new cock as you moved his sheath to and fro, poking and prodding and exploring. Though Anon did his best to stand still so that you could do your work you could feel him beginning to squirm under your touch, his breathing a touch quicker than it had been just a moment ago.

"Though it seems to be very much similar to the stallionhood of a common equine upon first inspection, Anonymous's phallus is overly large. So large in fact that it should be impossible for his body to support such an organ."

You ran your hoof along the length of his sheath, trying to feel any inconsistencies or spot anything out of the ordinary.

"From what he has told me and what I have observed for myself, Anonymous's kind achieves an erection through blood flowing to the organ which is caused by arousal or by sensual touch, but, even though there are numerous veins on the sheath and the testicles, there should be no possible way that he should be able to achieve an erection."

Your nostrils flared slightly, taking in Anon's musk.

You were SO CLOSE to it...

"B-But Anonymous has insisted that he is able to achieve a full and lasting e-erection. This, along with his transformation, has led me to believe that magic of an unknown means has been cast on him without his k-knowledge."

Anon twitched hard as you reached down and grabbed one of his balls, lifting it up slightly to feel it's weight. He gasped again, and though you didn't notice it, as focused on his balls as you were, his cock twitched in its sheath.

"His testicles, likewise, seem to be just as overly large. The fur is thinner on his sack, though it seems to be similar to the fur on his sheath."

Though you didn't see it, Anon bit his lip as you gave his ball a gentle squeeze. His cock twitched again, its tip poking out for the world to see.

"While it is yet unknown they appear to be—epp!"

You reeled back as something poked your nose.

OhsweetCelestiathescrunchisreal!

Your wings flared out, desperately trying to reach out to grab something so that you wouldn't fall over. As "luck" would have it one of your wings DID manage to grab a hold of something so that you wouldn't fall over. That thing was also the thing that had booped your nose.

Something hard and something veiny that was wet at the tip.

Anon let out a soft moan as the thing THROBBED at your touch, spurting something thick and gooey into your fea—

You blinked as you regained your balance, letting your wing snap back to your side. There, not three inches from your face, was Anon's penis, mouth-wateringly huge even though you couldn't see the medial ring. Your eyes crossed to look at the thing.

Oh...

Your eyes snapped down toward your wing. Sure enough, your feathers were COATED in a white, sticky substance. Your nostrils flared once more as your eyes darted back toward Anon's cock.

“Wow…”

"Shit! Twilight, I swear to god I didn't mean it!" Anon shimmered, trying to take a step back. "I-I tried to ignore it but all of the touching and—FUCK!"

Leaning forward, you gently blew on the tip of his cock. Anon's breathing hitched as his member throbbed and a few more inches of it slipped out of its sheath.

You were statue-still as the flared, pre-soaked tip brushed against your cheek. You could feel its heat against your face, you could smell the overpowering musk that was threatening to turn your brain into mush.

"A-Anon's stallionhood appears to be l-larger than o-originally anticipated."

Sweet Celestia it was SO WARM...

Another glob of pre cum, pearly white and the consistency of honey, spurted from the tip, coating your cheek.

"L-Likewise, he seems t-to produce sperm a-at an alarming r-rate..."

Automatically, you stuck out your tongue to lap the cum up. Anon's cock jumped again, but this time you quickly reached out and grabbed it with a hoof.

"A-And, I... I-I mean... s-science and..."

Your nostrils flared again as you pressed your cheek against Anon's length, an eager little whimper escaping your throat.

Oh sweet Celestia. The smell was driving you CRAZY...

And the TASTE...

Anon gritted his teeth as you ran your tongue along the side of his cockhead. "T-Twilight! What the FUCK do you—"

He tried to take a step back but a quick spell bound his feet to the floor. Before he could say anything else, you began peppering the underside of his cock with kisses. Anon gasped, his hips bucking in surprise as you gave his stallionhood a squeeze with your hoof. A few more inches slipped out of his sheath, giving you more to kiss.

With a hungry groan you found yourself gently (and somewhat awkwardly) jerking him off as you began to lick the pre that was dripping down his cockhead and onto his length in broad, greedy strokes.

"T-Twilight... S-Stop..."

You took a step back so that his tip was once again booping your nose. With an almost drunken giggle you kissed it, your heart pounding in your chest as you watched his cock jump at your touch.

You were doing this...

You shivered as another spurt of cum fired from Anon's tip, coating the tip of your nose and your mouth.

Oh sweet Celestia you were going to EXPLODE...

With some quick, on-the-fly math you realized that your mouth was JUST big enough to accommodate the monster in front of you, but there was no way that you'd be able to get more than a few inches of that thing onto your mouth. Though you had heard Rainbow boasting about her deepthroating skills you hadn't even KISSED a stallion before today, much less put his penis into your mouth, but that didn't mean you weren't going to try.

By now Anon's member had slipped fully out of its sheath, hanging proudly before you, defying gravity with its bigness. You could see it throb with his heartbeat, you could see his cockhead twitch and you could nearly HEAR his balls churning with all of that yummy cum of his. This thing belonged on a MANTICORE, yet here it was in between of this cute little stallion in front of you.

In the back of your mind there was a part of you that was SCREAMING for you to stop. You were taking advantage of your friend, you were forcing a stallion to do something that he obviously didn't want to do, you were going to get in trouble, you needed to stop and apologize before it was too late. This was rape, you were going to let everypony that you loved and respected down, you were better than this, you had more self control than this.

But you could feel the cum that had collected on your feathers, you could feel Anon's cock throb as you nuzzled and kissed it, you could hear Anon moan as his cock flared under your touch...

Though you didn't notice, you tail began to slowly raise as your mind became more and more hazy. Fantasy after fantasy flashed through your head as you lapped at Anon's delicious and seemingly endless pre cum.

And why not enjoy yourself for a little while? You could help Anon out after you were done. You were sure that the slut would enjoy it whatever you did to him anyway,

Yeah… You bet that he came in here on purpose just to try to rile you up.

Well it worked.You were nice and riled, but not as riled up as HE was going to be in a few minutes...

Licking up another burst of pre, you unfurled your wings. Anon's breathing hitched as your ran your wingtips along his medial ring.

"S-Stop... T-Twi..."

You giggled as you opened your mouth as wide as you could, wrapping your lips around his cockhead and starting to gently suck. A groan escaped you as you felt him throb in your mouth, quickly swallowing the spurting of pre that launched out of his tip.

Anon reached out and placed his hands on your head. "S-Stop..."

He weakly tried to push you away, but you just giggled through your mouthful. Anon tensed, his eyes snapping shut as he sucked in a mouthful of air through his teeth. His hips bucked a little more firmly as your wing tips slowly dragged across either side of his length. You were rewarded with another spurt of cum, this one forcing you to swallow multiple times so that you wouldn't choke on it.

Alright Twilight; no teeth, don't gag, and remember to look up at him the whole time. Stallions LOVE when you make eye contact…

With about a dozen articles on how to orally please a stallion coming to mind, you began to bob your head up and down, taking as much of his cock as you dared. At first it was only about two or three inches— even though you could fit him into your mouth it was a TIGHT fit— but soon you found your throat relaxing, which allowed you to take more and more of him with each bob of the head. Your other hoof reached up and joined its sister, gently stroking Anon's member along with your wings.

"S-Sto... St..."

You let out a moan as you felt him twitch in your mouth. Closing your eyes, you forced his tip up against the back of your throat. Ears pinning back against your head, you then began to swallow.

"gluf.. gudflf... gulkem~"

Anon's fingers tugged at your mane, weakly trying to push you away once more, but with another hard suckle you felt his grip go slack. "T-Tw... ai..."

You held the position for a few moments. With tears forming in the corners of your eyes you looked up at Anon. His face was flushed, his eyes were hazy. He let out a whine as your wing dipped down to tickle his balls. Not five minutes ago he had been running around in here like he had the biggest teats on the block but now you had him a shaking, whimpering mess.

You hummed at the thought, reaching down with a hoof to help ease the heat building up in between your legs.

Yeeessssss~

Releasing him from your mouth with a pop, you looked up at him and smiled even as you continued to let your wings tease his length. The flexible appendages wrapped around him just behind the medial ring and gently squeezed.

"A-Aha~"

Your smile widened as a burst of cum spurted onto your face. “Hmm~”

You opened your mouth nice and wide, placing his flared tip against the tip of your tongue.

His tip was starting to expand. He was going to cum. You were going to make a stallion cum; and not only were you going to make a stallion cum, you were going to make the BIGGEST stallion that you've ever SEEN cum.

And you were going to have it ALL!

With that single thought in mind you renewed your assault. Your wings went into overdrive, stroking and touching and teasing as you kissed and licked and suckled to your hearts contefndkfjbvdkfjbd!

You shivered, groaning as your orgasm seemed to come out of nowhere. You darted forward, sinking yourself onto Anon's engorged organ once more as your whole body tensed
Shutting your eyes as tightly as you could, you sucked on the crown of the humans cock as hard as you could, using your tongue to tickle his urethra.

"Ohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuck..."

You could feel Anon straining against his magical binds with all of his might. Your eyes snapped open as his cockhead flared in your mouth so much that your jaw felt like it was going to break. Realizing what was about to happen, you closed your eyes again, moaning as loud as you could with all of that delicious, delicious cock in your mouth.

And just like that Anon was cumming.

The first load hit the back of your throat like a punch, filling your already full mouth entirely and even forcing a bit of it to come out of your nose. Continuing to firmly rub your overly sensitive clit you desperately swallowed, managing to move your head back so that just his tip was in your mouth. Another load, this one just as big as the first one, fired into your mouth.

And then another. And then another. And then another; thick and gooey and AMAZING.

Your eyes half opened as you drank your fill, cum dripping out of the sides of your mouth and out of your nose. You couldn't breath, your chest was burning from the lack of oxygen, you were going to drown in this impossible amount of cum…

Another groan escaped you, your eyelids fluttering closed as your second orgasm of the day washed over you.

Just as your vision started to darken you pulled yourself backward, letting go of Anon’s cock with a wet pop.

"Huuuuuuuuuh!"

You tried to suck in as much oxygen as you could. Your horn, which had been glowing the whole time so that you could hold Anon in place, sputtered out.This gave Anon ample opportunity to thrust his hips freely. You leaned away with a half-yelp, enveloping his length with both of your wings.

"GoddammitfuckingshitFUCKFUCKFUCK!"

Two more MASSIVE spurts cloaked your wings before Anon stumbled away from you. You fell to your side with a groan, breathing hard and absolutely COVERED in cum. A small, proud, cum-covered smile came to your face until it hit you.

You just raped a colt, Twilight Spacejam Sparkle.

Your afterglow was cut short as the sudden and HORRIBLE realization hit you like a freight train. You held down a stallion and forced him against his will. Anon was going to run out of this room and he was going to get somepony. The entire town was going to find out what you did!

You'd be lucky if you were just banished from Equestria. You were, you were—

You yelped as someone grabbed you by the withers and hoisted you bodily up into the air. You yelped again as that person then dropped you onto your back on onto your examination table.

What?! Did Anon already find somepony?! How did he manage to round up an angry mob this fast?!

Look up, you saw that it wasn't, in fact, a mob or Princess Celestia or anypony like that. It was Anon, red-faced and sweaty and with a wild look in his eyes. Startled, you tried to get up but a pair of hands forced you to the edge of the table.

Anon thrusted his hips and his stallionhood, which was still rock hard, slid up your sodden slit until the tip was resting in the middle of your tummy. Your legs twitched in arousal as Anon's length throbbed.

"You better hold onto your fucking butt, Sparkle," he growled, leaning down to nip hard at your neck. "Cause we're not fucking DONE yet."

You found yourself shivering as he bucked his hips again. There was no way that you'd be able to take all of him, you realized, if you tried he'd split you in half.

But, you knew a few spells that might help with that...

You found yourself grinning like a madmare as you licked the bit of cum that was hanging from your lips.

This WAS just like in your Doujins!

~_~_~~_~_~_~

Be Celestia, also known as Her Majesty, Your Highness, De Most Dope and, on occasion, the Bestia.

Today had been a pretty good day. Court had been relatively tame, your paperwork had been light and as far as you knew no possibly world-ending events had occurred while you weren't looking.

At that moment, you were sitting on the royal bean bag chair enjoying a cuppa as you stared at the fire that was crackling merrily in your fireplace.

Hmm… There was just... SOMETHING about a fire, something that REALLY satisfied the mare in you...

Buck yeah...

You were about to take another sip of your tea when a scroll popped into existence right above your head.

Holyhaythisisnotadrillfillygrabthatthang!

Before the scroll could drop an inch you snatched it out of the air with your magic.

"Oh? A letter from Twilight?" you mused, looked at the seal. "I wonder what it's about..."

Friendship; It was always, in some form, about friendship; always with the friendship with that filly…

You smiled at the thought, quickly setting down your tea and popping the seal. To your surprise, it wasn't Spike or even Twilight's hoofwriting:

Dear Princess Celestia,

A couple of weeks ago I found myself with a new attachment that had, at first, freaked me the fuck out, but after I showed it to Twilight and we ran a few... tests I realized that what I got wasn't all that bad. In fact, the longer that I had it the more I realized how AWESOME it was. Today Twilight, who has been studying my new equipment RIGOROUSLY for the past couple of weeks, has finally traced my "gift" back to its source.

You found yourself gulping, your wings ruffling against your side, but still you read on.

I want to come up to Canterlot to thank you personally if you don't mind. I really do appreciate what you gave me. Twilight wanted to come up so the two of us could show you just how much we appreciate it but I'm making sure that she keeps off her hooves. From what the doctor that we visited the other day said she's going to be a mommy soon, and you know how that is I'm sure.

A mommy? Twilight's pregnant?

But how? The spell you casted shouldn't have...

If I were you I'd take a few days off, Princess. I have a lot of thanking to do when I get up there. Also, I hope you're queen-sized.

Your's,

Anonymous.

Pegasi Honor

Author's Note

Contains: Flitter, Cloudchaser, Casual Sex, Blowjob, Wingjob, Ball Worship, CockWorship, One Man Bukkake Machine, Slight Incest, Silly Bird Horses, Among Other Things

Pegasi Honor

Be Anon.

It was a very special day. Today marked the thirtieth day of your self-imposed abstinence. For thirty days straight you hadn't touched yourself nor had anyone touch you. This task, which would have been hard for a degenerate like yourself in normal circumstances, was only made harder given the fact that your release was as easy as going outside and asking a cute little mare to help you out.But you, who hadn't missed making the bald man cry at least once a day since you were twelve, had done it.

You had gone the whole month completely sex free. Like the manly man you were, you had exercised your iron will and showed your unrelenting sex drive who was boss. Sure, your hands were a little shaky, and your balls felt three sizes too big, but you had done it!

And what was your prize for your heroic victory?. It was a trip down to the ice cream shop to get a double scoop of chocolate chip cookie dough!

That and you were gonna spaz out and get thirty days of no sex out of your system.

Which mean you were going to fuck, and fuck, and fuck until you couldn’t fuck anymore. By the time you were done with your sexual rampage your dick was gonna fall right off your body, but then, because you were a manly man that had the ability to contain himself, you'd regrow a bigger, stronger dick. Like a god from some old norse epic. Or a crazy little duck.

But before all of that, you had some ice cream to get!

It was a quick walk from your house to the ice cream parlor, but even so you decided to take your time. The weather outside was lovely; not too cloudy, not too hot or humid. It was the kind of weather to go out and have a picnic in or get a couple of friends together to play some kind of sport. As you made your way through Ponyville's marketplace, you could see some ponies doing just that.

Rumble and his little stallion friends were throwing a ball around, laughing and screaming like small horse children were known to do. Applebloom and the other crusaders were sitting under a tree, playing with dolls. At the far end of the market you could see Thunderlane talking with Applejack.

It was just another nice people day in horseland. No monsters, no demons, no crazy magic or silly horses that did silly horse things. Just calm and the promise of ice cream.

Stopping right next to Carrot Top's stable, you took in a deep breath and looked around the market. A smile came to your face, and almost without realizing it you placed your hands on your hips. What a wonderful—

"Will you stop being such a bucking baby?"

"No, buck you, you hussy!"

You twitched in surprise as two very angry voices tore through the peaceful market. Ponies around you stopped what they were doing. Many perked their ears up and looked around, searching for the ones that had disturbed the peace. It took a few moments, but you all eventually found them.

Right next to the town's fountain, you could see Cloudchaser and her big sister Flitter glaring at each other. Both of their chests were puffed out, and their wings were unfurled. You could see both of the mares angrily pawing at the ground, their tails swishing back and forth like they were trying to swat away an insistent fly.

"I'm sick of you always coming up and one-upping me whenever I try to go out and do something myself, Flitter!" Cloudchaser snarled, getting in her sister's face.

Flitter just rolled her eyes. "Puh-lease. If I hadn't come in when I did you would have still been trying to get that stallion to cum."

"I was doing FINE," Cloudchaser said, her cheeks puffing out. "If you hadn't stepped in and shoved me out of the way—"

"Big Mac would still be on his back, probably sleeping because of your awful tongue work."

Cloudchaser gritted her teeth. Giving her wings a flap, she butted heads with her sister. Flitter, not one to back down, used her head to force the smaller pegasus to take a step back.

"I've had it up to here with you! I'm kicking your flank right here right now!"

"Yeah? You and what army?"

"The army of my two hooves, you... you BUTT!"

All around you, you could hear ponies muttering amongst themselves in worry. Despite yourself, you couldn't feel just a tad bit worried as well.

This wasn't the first time that Cloudchaser and Flitter had had a public spat, but this was the first time it looked like it would turn violent. Even as you stood there the two pegasi were pushing and shoving each other, their eyes narrowed and their teeth bared. You knew that if they started battering each other with their wings all hell would break loose. And you couldn't have that, not on your very special day.

Today was about happiness and ice cream, not hate and silly horses duking it out.

You waited for about five seconds to see if someone would step forward and attempt to break the two apart. Unfortunately for you no one seemed to want to step up to the plate. In fact, you could see a couple stallions near a fruit stand placing bets.

Dammit...

Sighing, you began pushing through the crowd that was starting to form around the sisters. "Ladies. Hey, hey! Woohoo, over here! Quit your fighting and look over at me!"

It took a bit, but you eventually managed to get Flitter and Cloudchaser to stop shoving each other and look at you. From the looks on their faces, they would have told you off and went right back to fighting if you had been a regular pony. Fortunately for you, you weren't a pony. Instead, well-dressed crazy man three times their size. So, for now at least, you had their attention.

"What do you want, Anon?" Cloudchaser said, puffing her cheeks out.

"Yeah, can't you see I'm about to beat the horse apples out of my sister here?" Flitter added, giving her little sister a shove.

Cloudchaser made an outraged noise, quickly slapping her older sister on the back of her head with a wing. Flitter stumbled a few steps from the blow before whipping to face her little sister and growling. The two tensed, ready to spring at each other, but before they could you stuck two fingers in your mouth and whistled as loudly as you could.

You had been around these marshmallow horses long enough to know that they had some pretty sensitive hearing. You also knew that most really didn't care for whistling, and you could whistle louder than anyone you knew.

All around you ponies shied away, their ears pinning against their skulls from the shrill, ear-splitting noise. Cloudchaser and Flitter froze in place before quickly covering their ears with their hooves, then covering their heads with their wings.

For about ten seconds you let them have it before you stopped. You then waited for another minute or so for their ears to stop ringing.

"Now, usually I'd love nothing more to watch you two silly ponies have at it, since you little horses always look like a bunch of angry puppies when you fight each other, but today I'm going to be the adult around here."

You squatted down so that you were eye-level with the mares, both of whom were staring at you warily.

"So this is what we're gonna do. You two are gonna tell me why you're ready to beat the crap out of each other in the middle of the street and we'll try to work through it like sensible adults. How's that sound?"

Though you were doing your best to look like a big, bad grownup, in the inside you couldn't help but groan. You knew that the ice cream parlor was only gonna be open for the next hour or so, and with your luck you'd be listening to these two for a whole lot longer than that. That meant you'd have to go without your treat for another day, which meant that you couldn't have your celebratory sex marathon. Which was bullshit because you deserved your ice cream and your sex because you had proven to yourself that you were a manly man and manly men get their ice cream BECAUSE THEY'RE FUCKING MEN DAMMIT!

The two sisters exchanged glances before looking back at you. For a few moments both were silent, and you were just about ready to say something when Cloudchaser exploded.

"It's all her fault, Anon!" she cried, pointing at her sister. "Everytime that I try to do something she always has to butt in and show me just HOW much better at it she is!"

"I do not! You're just being a whiny little filly," Flitter said with a dismissive wave of her hoof.

"Nuh-uh!" Cloudchaser said, shoving her big sister. "I'm not being a filly. You're just a jerk that thinks she's the alpha of the roost because she was born five minutes earlier!"

"See what I have to deal with, Anon?" Flitter said, pointing her muzzle into the air and closing her eyes. "All I try to do is keep an eye out for my lil' sis and she acts like I'm some sort of bully."

"Because you ARE a bully," Cloudchaser screamed, stomping her hoof as hard as she could. "A bully and a jerk and... and a BUTT!"

"What are you, five?"

"I'll give you five right in the bucking face!"

"That doesn't even make any sense you dummy!"

"Yeah, well—"

You cleared your throat. "Come on girls, why don't you—"

"Why are you even mad about Big Mac? I just sucked his dick; it wasn't that big of a deal," Flitter said.

"It WAS a big deal because you did it even though he asked if I could do it!" Cloudchaser replied, poking her sister in the chest with a hoof. "I'm not some little filly that you can boss around or shove out of the way, sis! I'm a fully grown mare!"

Flitter snorted. "A full grown mare that still wears a onesie to bed every night."

Cloudchaser stiffened, a blush exploding across her face. "S-So what? That doesn't mean anything!"

Flitter chuckled. "Cloudy, you can be as grumpy as you want, but we both know that you'll always need big sis's help."

"I DO NOT!"

"You needed my help when you were little and you need it now," Flitter said, giving her little sister a pat on the shoulder. "It doesn't matter if it’s help with brushing your teeth or getting somepony off, without me you're dead in the water."

Cloudchaser's nose scrunched up so hard that you were legitimately concerned for her skeletal integrity. "I don't need anything from you, and I'm not bucking LOST without you," the mare said, once again butting heads with her sister. "In fact, I'm BETTER than you!"

"Ha! The only thing you're better at is being a bucking baby!" Flitter retorted.

Cloudchaser cocked a wing back, and for a second you were afraid that you were gonna have to step in, but at the last moment she paused. The anger, indignation, and embarrassment on her face receded somewhat. You could almost see the gears churning in her head as she mulled something over.

"...I'll PROVE that I'm better than you, Flitter," Cloudchaser said, a smile forming on her face.

Flitter frowned. "And just how are you going to do that?"

Stepping away from her big sister, Cloudchaser pointed a wing at you. "We'll see who can make Anon cum first!" she said.

You blinked slowly as you processed the mare's words. "...What?"

"You said yourself that I'd need your help to get somepony off, so we'll see," Cloudchaser said.

"If you win you're the best, if I win you have to stop treating me like I'm some little foal!"

Your brow furrowed. "Girls, why do I—"

"Fine! I'll show you why you're the LITTLE sister, lil' sis," Flitter said, offering Cloudchaser a hoof. "The first one to make him cum wins."

Cloudchaser took the hoof and gave it a single shake.

Face scrunching up, you looked around at the crowd surrounding you. To your surprise, you could see many pegasi shaking their heads in approval.

...Fucking ponies

Stepping away from each other, the sisters faced the crowd.

"Does anypony want to be our referee?" Flitter asked.

Ponies muttered amongst themselves, but eventually Rainbow Dash stepped through the crowd. Though she looked like she had just been asleep—and she probably had been, the lazy bird horse— Dash nevertheless smiled her trademark cocky smile as she stopped in front of the two.

"I got nothing better to do today so I’ll do it," she said, slapping her chest with a hoof.

Both sisters smiled.

"Thanks, Rainbow," Cloudchaser said.

"Yeah, thanks Dash," Flitter added.

Dash, nodding, turned toward, you. "Alright, let’s get this one on a bench so we can start."

Humming to herself, she took a step toward you. "Do you girls want his pants on or off?" she asked, scratching her chin.

"It doesn't matter to me," Flitter said, shrugging.

"Actually, could we maybe take off his pants but keep his other pants on?" Cloudchaser suggested. "That way we have something to pull off but it won't be as hard as doing it with his jeans."

"Hey, you know what? That's a pretty good idea, sis," Flitter said, nudging her little sister with a wing. "Yeah, let’s do that."

"Hey, hey, hey, lets not do that," you said, raising your hands. "Why don't we just—"

"Sorry Anon, but no can do," Rainbow interrupted, shaking her head. "There's a pegasus' honor on the line. Cloudchaser initiated a challenge, and by ancient tradition that challenge must be seen through."

"That's fine, but I don't wanna just get volunteered like that," you said.

"Come on, Anon," Cloudchaser said. "You said that you wanted to help us."

"You're also the perfect stallion to do this to since you last like a million years anyway," Flitter said.

Rainbow craned her neck, looking around. "Look, there's an empty bench right under that tree over there," she said, pointing out a big maple tree not that far away. "Come on, let's go do this."

You were just about to protest when you felt someone biting the back of your shirt. Looking behind you, you saw that it was Thunderlane.

"Come on, Anon," he said, tugging your shirt.

You were about to reach around and grab the little horse by the scruff of his neck so you could throw him into the water fountain, but Sunny Skies appeared to your right and nudged your side with her head. "Yeah, come on, Anon. I wanna see who wins!"

More and more pegasi appeared from the crowd and encircled you, each of them looking eager.

"This is the first challenge I've seen in awhile."

"Yeah, it has been a while huh?"

"The last one was with Lemon Drop and Sky Arch I think."

"Oh, I remember that one. Didn't they have to see who could drink the most cum?"

"Whoo! Sister battle!"

"You wanna make a bet on who wins?"

"Sure! I got ten bits on Flitter!"

While you liked to think of yourself as a relatively strong man, these little horses, through sheer numbers, were able to hoist you up into the air and carry you toward the bench.

"Hey! Put me down!" you snapped, trying to wiggle your way out of the situation you found yourself in. "The ice cream parlor's is gonna close soon and I wanna get a double scoop! Hey, listen to me! I have more important things to do than this! Put me down, dammit!"

The earth ponies and unicorns in the crowd parted for the pegasi, many shaking their heads. You could hear some muttering about "pegasus honor" and things of a similar nature. Still though, most of them quickly followed behind the bird horses as they passed.

Picking your head up, you could see Rainbow standing between Flitter and Cloudchaser. Both sisters were flanked by three pegasi. All of the bird horses were walking with their heads held high and their chests puffed out. Each one of them was looking forward, their faces stern and attentive. If you hadn't known any better, you would have thought you were in the middle of some military parade. Unfortunately for you, you weren’t. Instead, you were being manhandled into horse shenanigans that you have no interest being manhandled into.

As you all neared the bench you were allowed back onto your feet.

"Alright everypony, gather around in a circle if you want to watch," Rainbow said, motioning the crowd forward. "Just remember to stay a couple of feet back."

The crowd did as it was asked, and in no time at all nearly half of the town was gathered around you.

"Hey! Can we back up for a second?" you demanded, stomping toward Flitter and Cloudchaser.

You made sure to stand up to your full height and puff your chest out in a way that you hoped looked imposing.

You were all for horse shenanigans. In fact, most of the time you went out of your way to see them. But you wanted your damn ice cream and you wanted it now!

It didn't matter if you had to run down every bird horse here, you were getting your ice cream and you were going to ENJOY IT! You opened your mouth to tell the sisters so, but your angry rant was stopped before it could even begin the moment the two looked up at you and hit you with the puppy dog eyes.

"Could you PLEASE help us, Anon?" Cloudchaser asked, pressing her hooves together in a begging motion as her bottom lip quivered.

"Please? It'll just be for a little while, and we'll owe you one too!" Flitter said, looking up at you with eyes filled with hope.

Your mouth opened but snapped shut a second later. You furrowed your brow and narrowed your eyes.

"...Fine, fine. Just stop looking at me like that. I was gonna ask someone if they wanted to fuck after eating my ice cream anyway."

Goddammit. Why couldn't a manly man like yourself keep from cracking when cute horses looked at you?

Both Flitter and Cloudchaser let out a cheer. They flew toward you, wrapping their hooves around your body and giving you a hug as well as a kiss on both cheeks. You, grumpy with yourself, didn't return the affection, but that didn't seem to bother either of them as they let go of you and dropped back down to the ground.

"Good, now we got that out of the way, let's set some ground rules" Rainbow said, clapping her hooves together. "I don’t want any horse apples happening on my watch . That means no bringing anypony else in to help you or using anything below the haunches. Do you two get me?"

Both sisters nodded.

"Alright!" Rainbow said, walking over to you and unbuttoning your pants with a flick of her wing.

With another flick, your belt was unbuckled and pulled off, allowing your pants to fall to the ground.

Jesus. That's some fucking wing work right there...

"You'll both each have a minute to get Anon here off," Rainbow continued. "If you can't make him cum his brains out by then you'll switch and the other one will go. You'll keep doing this until there's a winner."

"You mean until I win," Flitter said with a smirk, eyeing her little sister.

Cloudchaser just snorted. "I'll show you..."

Turning back toward you, Rainbow motioned toward the bench. "Anon, you can go ahead and sit down now."

Shaking your head, you shimmied over to the bench as best as you were able with your pants around your ankles. A couple of the other bird horses were nice enough to help you.

"Do either of you care who goes first, or do you want me to flip a Bit?" Rainbow asked, walking behind the bench as you sat down.

"Let Cloudy go first," Flitter said, nudging her head toward her sister. "She can warm the big guy up before he soaks my face with his cum."

”You mean you’ll stand there while he cums on MY face,” Cloudchaser said with a ruffle of her wings.

"Cloudchaser goes first then!" Rainbow said, nudging your back. "Anon, go ahead and give me your hands so we can begin."

You frowned. "And just what are you doing with my hands?" you asked.

"I'm going to tie them behind your back with your belt," the pegasus answered, lightly slapping your shoulder with said belt. "We need this challenge to be totally fair, so nopony can intervene, not even you."

Feeling far more irritated than a man who was about to get intimate with two cute horses should feel, you did as you were told. "Fine, but don't tie me up too tight. I don't want my circulation cut off or anything..."

"I know, I know," Rainbow said, wrapping your belt around your wrists. "This isn't the first time I've done this, Anon."

With a simple tug, you were completely at the mercy of the little horses in front of you
Mostly. You could kick them if you really wanted to, or fall on top of them if you were desperate enough...

Making sure that you were properly secured, Dash gave your back a few pats. "Alright, he's good to go. You can start whenever you're ready, Cloudchaser."

The little pegasus perked up. "Okay!" she said with a smile, trotting toward you with barely concealed excitement.

You spread your legs as wide as you could, thinking that she'd get right down to business, but to your surprise she instead hopped up into your lap.

"Thanks for helping me and Flitter with this, Anon. It really means a lot," she said, giving your cheek a kiss.

Whatever outrage or irritation that was still in you disappeared as you sighed. "You know, you're making it REALLY hard to be mad at the two of you."

Cloudchaser giggled. "Don't worry, I'll make sure that you're as happy as can be after I'm done with you~" she purred
Giving you another quick kiss, on the lips this time, the pegasus hopped out of your lap.

Looking into your eyes, she nuzzled your knee.

"I know that I won't be able to get you to cum in the first minute, but even if I could I wouldn't want to," she said, her nostrils flaring. "Unlike my big dumb sis, I know that the only way to make a stallion really explode is taking your time~"

The pegasus giggled, her tail swishing back and forth as her nuzzles slowly but surely made their way toward your groin. Her fur was soft, almost shockingly so. Each time it brushed against your bare skin it tingled. You could feel the blood making its way down south, stiffening your cock.

Cloudchaser giggled as she reached the bottom of your boxers, eyeing the outline of your johnson. "You know, I've always wanted to ask you for a good, hard rut," she said, nosing your inner thigh. "A lot of the other girls always say that you really show them a good time, and I can see why."

Leaning forward, she gave your cock a nuzzle through your boxers. You tensed at the contact, your cock twitching.

Closing her eyes, Cloudchaser inhaled deeply. "Yessssssssssssssss," she said, so quietly that only you could hear. "I can't wait to see what all the fuss is about~"

She forced your legs open a little more, inhaling deeply before getting back to work. You could feel your breath quicken, and you began squirming in your seat.

Thirty days of no sex at all had made you more than a little sensitive. You could feel yourself becoming harder and harder with each lick, each kiss, each nuzzle. You started to squirm, clenching the bottom of the bench.

Cloudchaser, seeing this, smiled. "You like that?" she asked, biting your boxers and giving them a tug. "We'll you'll love—"

"Times up!"

Both you and Cloudchaser jumped. Your head snapped over to Rainbow.
Jesus-fucking-Christ, you completely forgot that she was even standing there...

"Step away from Anon, Cloudchaser. It's your sister's turn," The rainbow maned pegasus said, beckoning her with a wing.

Cloudchaser let out a huff. "Horse apples..." she mumbled, puffing her cheeks out.

Flitter laughed. "You had a whole minute with him to yourself and you didn't even take his pants off? Sweet Luna, this is gonna be easier than I thought!" she said.

Smiling ear-to-ear, she skipped toward you. Ignoring the dirty glare from her little sister, the pegasus stopped just a few inches from you.

"Sorry about my sister, Anon. See, she THINKS she knows what a stallion wants, but all she ends up doing is a whole lot of nothing."

Flitter extended a wing, slipping it through your waistband.

"Unlike her, I know that stallion's can't stand it when a mare takes too long. You guys just want to be fucked or sucked without a fuss."

With a yank, she managed to pull your underwear down. You hissed as the tip of your cock dragged against the cotton material of your undies. Your cock, once freed from its confinement, throbbed hard enough that it slapped your belly.

It looked like Anon jr. was at full mast. The little guy was as big as you've ever seen him, your flared cockhead a purplish color and leaking like a faucet.

Flitter let out a whistle. "Whoo, look at that thing," she said, ruffling her feathers. "After I win this silly challenge, I think I’m gonna come and see you very soon, Anon."

She took a deep breath, closing her eyes for a second or two. Reopening them, she looked you right in the eye and grinned.

"Hold onto your butt, big guy, 'cause I'm about to rock your world~"

Licking her lips, the pegasus extended a wing and wrapped it around your shaft. Both you and your cock jerked, and you very nearly fell off the bench.

"Hugh!"

Flitter's feathers were soft. Softer than most ponies manes or fur. It was even softer than that cloud you were able to play with that one time Twilight used the cloudwalking spell on you. Your breathing hitched and your toes curled. Your cock pulsed, but Flitter held it firmly, giggling like a school filly.

"Ohh! you're twitching hard!" she said, giving you a few quick pumps. "Does my wing feel that good?"

You replied by closing your eyes and moaning. Your cock twitched again, sending a spurt of precum jetting out of your tip.

"There you go," Flitter cooed, jerking you a little faster. "Get those wings nice and MESSY. I wanna spend the rest of the day licking your cum from my feathers~"

The pegasus extended her other wing, using her wing tip to tease your sack. You very nearly slammed your legs shut at the sensation, but you were able to stop yourself at the last moment. Your balls tightened. You could almost feel the cum sloshing inside of them. If she kept this up, you were going to coat this little horse. Her and half of the ponies standing behind her.

Flitter giggled again, as if reading your mind. "Or, if you want to, you could cum all over my face," she said, tightening her grip around your shaft and twisting as she reached your cock head. "Or I could just put this big, fat cock in my mouth and have myself a tasty snack!"

Flitter nuzzled your thigh, her eyes becoming half-lidded as she looked up at you. "So what's it gonna be, big guy? My face, my mouth, or my win—"

"Time!"

You threw back your head and let out a groan. "Mother.... fucker!"

You wiggled angrily as Flitter's wings folded back against her side.

You were so close! Just a little more and you'd have painted the whole fucking town!

Fucking Rainbow...

"Dangit," Flitter said, with a stomp of her hoof. "I'll have to get you next time."

Looking down at the little mare, you saw that she had extended the wing she had been jerking you with. You could see that you had been leaking a lot more than you thought. Your pre had absolutely coated the pegasus's feathers.

"Look at that! You didn't even cum and my feathers are already soaked," Flitter said.

Bringing her wing close to her face, she leaned forward and popped one of the cum-soaked feathers into her mouth.

"Hmm~" the mare moaned, clenching her back legs.

Your cock throbbed, and if you hadn't been tied to the bench you were sitting on you would have jumped up and fucked the little horse raw.

"Come on, sis. Stop playing around and get out of the way. It's my turn," Cloudchaser said, tugging on her sister's tail.

Flitter let out a squeak. Her eyes widened, and she quickly spat her feather out so she could turn around and glare at her sister.

"Hey! Watch what you're tugging! You know I'm sensitive back there!"

Cloudchaser only yanked her tail harder, forcing her to take a step back from you. Flitter bit her lip, letting out a low moan as she was dragged back step after step.

"Quit screwing around, Flitter, otherwise I'm disqualifying you," Rainbow said.

Flitter's ears perked up, and with a growl she yanked her tail out of her sister's mouth. "J-Just go and do whatever stupid thing you're gonna do," she said.

Cloudchaser nodded. "I will. Now watch me win this!"

Brushing past her red-faced sister, Cloudchaser strutted right over to you. Without saying a word, she drove toward your groin muzzle first,

You sucked in a lungful of air as you felt the mare's muzzle brush against your sack. "F-Fuck..."

Cloudchaser, inhaling deeply, opened her mouth and gently took one of your balls into your mouth. Your cock jumped, slapping the pegasus's forehead and leaving a dollop of pre in her mane. Cloudchaser giving your ball a few gentle suckles before switching to the other one. Her long, thick tongue was diligent, coating your entire sack in her saliva. Before you could even get accustomed to that she was planting kissing on the underside of your shaft. Your cock twitched again and again, slapping the little horse in the face each time. Cloudchaser seemed to savor each hit, offering you her muzzle, cheeks, and forehead with a smile on her face.

You couldn't look away as the mare continued to lavish affection on your johnson. There was joy in her eyes as she sucked on the underside of your shaft or dragged that tongue of hers all the way up to the tip of your member. You could tell, without a shadow of a doubt, that she enjoyed what she was doing.

Cloudchaser let out a quiet groan as she reached your tip. "B-Buck... I can't wait to shove this monster down my throat," she said, so quietly that you could barely hear her.

A shudder ran up the mare's spine. You could see one of her hooves frantically working between her legs. Your cock twitched again at the sight, smacking the pegasus right on the nose. She let out a moan, grabbing the base of your cock with her free hoof, opening her mouth as wide as—

"Time's up!"

You didn't groan this time. You were too upset. That and it was a little hard to be audible when your balls felt like they were going to explode. Instead, Cloudchaser was the one to voice her discontent.

"Come on! He was almost finished!" she said, looking back at Rainbow, who just shrugged.

"Nothing I can do about that, Cloudchaser. Your minute's up."

"But he's SO close! If I had a few more seconds—"

"Stop being a baby and move Cloudy," Flitter said, walking over to her sister and nudging her side. "As fun as it is seeing you struggling with what should be the easiest thing in the world I'd like to get this over with and beat the horse apples out of you."

Cloudchaser frowned hard, reaching up and booping her big sister on the nose. She used the hoof she had been jilling with, you noticed. Flitter seemed to notice as well, because the moment that wet, slightly stick hoof touched her she reeled back like she had just been burned.

"H-Hey! Get your dirty hooves off me and let me have my bucking turn!" she said, quickly rubbing her nose.

"Come on, Cloudchaser. You had your turn and now she has to have hers," Rainbow said.

Cloudchaser growled. For a moment, you thought—hoped really— that and was going to refuse and get back to the wonderful things that she was doing. But, after a moment just standing there glaring at everyone within eyeshot, the pegasus stepped aside.

"I'll get him my next turn," she mumbled.

Flitter grinned, bumping her sister's rump with her own with so much force that she nearly fell over.

"There's not gonna be a next time, sis," she said. "I'm gonna win this and RUB it in your dumb face. Now watch a master at work."

Flitter extended her clean wing, her wingtip against the side of your shaft. As your cock was about to twitch, she quickly wrapped her wing around it and began pumping your shaft as fast as she could.

"Mothercuntingjdnfkdjnksjn!"

You groaned loud and long, curling into yourself as pleasure exploded throughout your body. Your legs tried to snap shut, but Flitter darted forward and spread them open as wide as she could.

"There we go," she said, her wing practically a blur. "Come on. Just let it allllll out, Anon. I promise I'll look really cute covered in your cum."

She extended her other wing, using it to tickle your cock head. You threw back your head and gritted your teeth so hard that you were pretty sure you cracked a molar. You could feel the end coming. Just a little more and—

Cloudchaser, seeing that you weren't going to last a minute longer, darted toward her sister. She bit down on her mane and yanked hard.

"Ow!" Flitter cried, nearly losing her balance.

Her wings slipped away from your johnson, leaving it hard, throbbing, and leaking in the open air.

"Hey! What the buck are you doing, Cloudchaser?" Rainbow said.

"Yeah, what in Celestia's name are you bucking doing, sis?" Flitter said, glaring at her sister. "It's still my bucking turn!"

Cloudchaser ignored the two of them, hurrying over and grabbing your cock with her hoof.

"I'm not gonna bucking lose to you anymore, sis! I'm gonna make this stallion cum and there's nothing you can do about it!" she said before opening her mouth and swallowing the first few inches on your dick.

You spasmed, your vision swimming as the little horse teased your tip with her tongue.

"Hey! If you don't stop that right now I'm disqualifying you!" Rainbow said, taking a step toward the mare. "Cloudchaser. Cloudchaser! Are you listening to me? If you don't get that cock out of your mouth in the next five seconds you're gonna lose!"

Cloudchaser just moaned, sucking on you hard as she bopped her head. Flitter, gritting her teeth, marched over grabbed her sister by the shoulder.

"Oh no you bucking don't!" she said, wrenching her sister away. "If anypony's gonna make him cum it's ME!"

Cloudchaser, letting out an outraged cry, trying to shove Flitter away as she grabbed the your shaft, but the pegasus stood firm.

"Get the buck away from him!"

"Buck you!"

"That cum's mine!"

"The buck it is!"

The sister's jostled and shoved, forcing themselves closer to your groin to get at your johnson. They were biting, butting heads, and slapping each other with their wings, glaring at each other all the while.

Cloudchaser darted down and started lapping at the side of your shaft. Flitter meanwhile, wrapped her lips around your crown and started sucking hard. You let out a loud groan, straining against the belt holding you in place. After she had gotten a good mouthful of pre out of you, Flitter let you go with a pop and began lapping at your balls. Cloudchaser, seeing this, tried to smack her sister on the top of the head, but was stopped by a wing.

"I'M GONNA BUCK YOUR HEAD OFF!" Cloudchaser shouted, forcing herself down toward your sack so she could suck on one of your balls.

"YEAH? WELL I'M GONNA SMACK YOU SO HARD YOU'LL BE AS CROSS-EYED FOR A WEEK!" Flitter said, trying to use her tongue to get your ball out of her sister's mouth.

"BUCK YOU!"

"NO, BUCK YOU!"

Tongues battled for supremacy on your sack. This battle continued upward. Tongues and lips intertwined as Cloudchaser and Flitter went higher and higher. They pressed themselves closer together, trapping your cock between them.

Flitter began rubbing your shaft with her cheek while Cloudchaser licked your tip like an icecream cone. A moment later Cloudchaser was nuzzling your balls while Flitter tried to see how how much of you she could take, gagging and choking all the while.

"I-I'm gonna win!"

"No, I'm gonna~!"

Back arching, you started thrusting your hips, humping the pegasus's faces. The sister's didn't seem to mind at all, letting out groans as spit and precum coated their faces.

You could feel your arousal and pleasure concentrating in your groin. With each little lick and kiss and suckle you could feel it growing stronger and stronger until it almost felt like it was boiling. The straw that broke the camel's back was when the sisters both began teasing your tip with their tongues.

Flitter was holding onto Cloudchaser as tightly as she could, her face flushed and her eyes closed. Cloudchaser seemed just as flustered, though that didn't stop her teasing her sister's tongue each time it ticked the very top of your tip. Flitter twitched each time she did this until, with a growl, she grabbed her sister's face and pulled her into a kiss, keeping your cock sandwiched between their lips all the while.

"Gonna... fucking... CUM!"

A pulse of pleasure shot up the length of your spine, taking your breath away. Stars exploded across your vision as that little pulse caused the pressure in your groin to explode. Still bucking your hips, you let out a scream and came.

The first load flew over Flitter's head , nearly hitting Rainbow—who was standing almost five feet away—right in the face. Both sister's gasped, their eyes snapping open when just as the next spurt came.

Flitter, grabbing your base, quickly angled your cock into her little sister's mouth. Cloudchaser let out a groan as filled her mouth, swallowing a few spurts before switching with her sister. They did this again and again, sometimes purposefully letting your cum coat their faces so the other sister could lick them clean, other times forcing the other sister to deepthroat you so that you'd unload into their stomach.

As this was happening, the crowd around you let out a cheer.

"Whoo! Look at 'em go!"

"Jeez, how much is Anon gonna cum?"

"Yeah! A tie!"

"Good job girls!"

Almost two minutes went by but eventually your loads grew smaller and smaller until cum was just dribbling down your tip. Both Flitter and Cloudchaser, both now covered in your baby batter, were quick to lick you clean, all the while giggling to themselves.

"Looks like I won, sis," Flitter said, licking a glob of cum from her sister's neck.

"Nuh-uh, I'm the one that made him cum, you silly filly," Cloudchaser said, cleaning her big sister's muzzle with her tongue.

Both sisters giggled again, sharing a quick kiss. You, of course, stared down at the two of them, your shaft already hardening.

Even though you probably had just cum more than you ever had in your entire life, your balls still felt uncomfortable full. It was gonna take a few more times until you were running on empty, and you knew just the two little horses to empty into.

As the sisters continued to clean off each other, Rainbow walked over to you. ”You alright there, champ?” she asked.

Closing your eyes, you took a deep breath. “Untie me so I can begin my sexual rampage. Please.”