Backstage Show

Still be Anon.

It had been a few days since that whole thing with Trixie. To your slight shame, that wasn't the last time you had given the mare some bits in exchange for lewd favors. It was only slightly shameful because Trixie could suck out your soul through your cock, and really seemed to enjoy leaving you a crumpled, broken, sexually spent husk of a man.

Every single day the two of you had fooled around, with Trixie going so far as to come over to your house when she knew you were off work so she could jump you as soon as you came through the door. The one time she hadn't even let you get out of your work clothes, sucking you off in the middle of your kitchen. She had insisted on hopping into the shower with you to clean up, and then stayed late snuggling up against you on your couch watching human movies before she got bored and blew you again. "That one is on Trixie," she had told you, your cum on her face and in her mane.

It had been a wild few days, and Trixie was probably well on her way in paying her rent for her wagon. Which was kinda good, right? Just because you got blowjobs in exchange didn't make you a dirtbag. That whole thing wasn't even your idea; Trixie was the one yanking your pants down most days. You were the good guy in this situation if you really thought about it.

Today had been a particularly hard day at work. The section of line that you and your crew were working on today had been the mother of all pains. The area had been rocky, making it hard to dig even with the help of those stupidly strong earth ponies. Applejack and a few mares had also complained about you being the on-site foreman. Again.

You swear that apple farmer went out of her way to be a pain in your neck. It wasn't going to be fun at all whenever you had to put a line through her property.

Still, you had gotten the work done. Two miles of line had been put in, tested, and buried, with another day of the same tomorrow. You were exhausted, both physically and mentally, so much so that you had almost asked one of your crew to carry you home on their backs. Which, now that you think about it, was probably some sort of racial discrimination that could have gotten your ass fired.

The walk home was longer than usual as you dragged your feet, so tired that you could barely say hello to the ponies that waved at you. You were so sweaty that your shirt clung to your chest, and every time you walked you swore your boots made a squelching sound. Even so, you were able to make it to your house, kick off those boots, and plop down onto your couch. You even let out one of those tired, defeated old-man groans to round the whole thing off.

Since you and your crew had started early in the day--as you always did, to keep Celestia's sun from making an already hard job miserable--there was still a lot of the day left. If you weren't so tired, you might have gotten some other work done. Maybe go shopping, maybe put in that gutter for your roof like you swore you'd do a month ago. As it was, the only reason you didn't pass out on the couch was because you didn't want the thing to get all gross from sweat and dirt.

You yawned, rubbing your face with a hand, ready to get up and make the arduous journey up the stairs toward your bathroom, when you heard your front door opening. Back on Earth, this might have been the cause of some alarm, especially since whoever was coming in hadn't even knocked, but it was different in Equestria. Ponies liked to just sort of walk into folks' houses; it was some sort of weird herd mentality, friendship-based tradition they had. The mayor told you about it when you had first moved in, since she knew that most humans locked their doors like a sensible species, and you had sort of gone with the flow after that. You heard your door click shut, which was followed by the sounds of hoofsteps on your nice wooden floor.

You attempted to get up with a grunt, failed, and sort of slumped against your couch. "If you're those Filly Scouts again I don't want any popcorn," you called. "I already got ten boxes of the stuff."

A giggle came from the hallway. "I'm a bit too old to be a Filly Scout, and I think their popcorn is pretty gross, so you don't have anything to worry about," a voice called back.

You recognized that voice. It was comrade Starlight, commie horse extraordinaire.

The mare poked her head into your living room, a smile on her face. "I see you just got off work. You look tired."

"Yep," you said, shaking your head. "I'm pretty beat."

"I heard Applejack was giving you a hard time again."

"She was. The turd."

"I wouldn't get too mad at her, Anon," Starlight said, making her way into the room. "She's an old-fashioned mare. She just doesn't want you hurting yourself."

"I barely do any of the heavy lifting," you said. "I just yell at people and try to keep them from killing themselves with power tools. It's not like I'm juggling knives."

"I'll ask Twilight to talk with her again. See if she can get her to leave you alone," Starlight said, taking a seat right in front of you.

"I'd really appreciate it," you said, letting your eyes slip shut. "That mare's been getting real insufferable lately. So, what brought you here? Trying to convert me to Marxist teachings again?"

Starlight snorted. "You can make fun all you want, but he really did have some good ideas."

"Ideas so good that they never worked in any meaningful scale whatsoever."

You heard Starlight take a deep breath, as she usually did before a rant. This time though, oddly enough, she didn't immediately assault you with words and "facts" and all of that nonsense.

"Joking aside, I really need to talk to you about something, Anon," she said.

"Yeah, and what's that, Glimmy?"

"Well... Twilight has decided to start making me pay rent for staying in her castle. More than I can afford to be honest..."

Your eyes snapped open. "You're shitting me, right?" you asked

Starlight stared at you solemnly, not saying a word. The two of you just sort of stared at each other, silence filling the air. You were almost about to have an existential crisis when the unicorn's mouth twitched. She then let out a snort, which turned into a belly laugh.

"Oh, the look on your face," she said between chuckles, pointing at you. "Oh Celestia was that worth it..."

You frowned as she had a good giggle at your expense. "Was that really necessary?" you asked.

"Sorry, sorry," Starlight said, wiping a tear from her eye. "I couldn't help it. It was just too good of an opportunity to pass up"

"So... you know about me and Trixie?"

"Of course."

You sat up, leaning forward. "I gotta ask, since you're Twilight's personal student and all, is that whole thing about Trixie needing to pay her rent to park her wagon actually real?"

"Of course not," Starlight said, shaking her head. "Twilight would never do anything like that."

Oh. Oh, that little blue turd.

"Really?"

"Yep, in fact I'm really surprised that you fell for that," the unicorn continued.

"How was I supposed to know?" you asked defensively. "Trixie played it off really well! Are you sure she doesn't actually pay rent? Because if she doesn't I'm gonna be pretty upset."

Starlight just chuckled. "You hyoo-mans are a bit gullible, huh?"

You took in a deep breath, then exhaled. If Glimmy wasn't bullshitting you, you just might be the stupidest man that has ever lived. Like a mythically stupid individual.

"She actually doesn't have to pay rent then?" you asked.

"Nope. Not a bit," Starlight replied.

"You're absolutely sure?"

"Ah-huh."

You slowly nodded, not really upset, but pretty confused. "Is this some weird cultural thing, mares tricking guys into paying them for sexual favors, or was I just getting messed with?"

Starlight's grin lessened somewhat. "Welllllll, actually, Trixie and I had a bet going on," she said, looking bashful. "I bet her fifty bits she couldn't get a stallion to pay for a blowjob."

"...Why?"

The unicorn shrugged. "I like to gamble, and I thought it was a sure-fire bet. I didn't expect you to fall for it."

She looked up at you, ears folding against her skull.

"Would it make you feel any better if I told you she was gonna give you all your bits back?"

That did make you feel a bit better. Not that you were really all that mad to be honest. You had worked in construction all of you life; you had seen some of the lengths people went to win bets or prove points. Tricking someone into getting a blowjob wasn't in your top ten. Unfortunately.

"If it was just for a bet and she's giving me back my money, why the hell is she over here every single day?" you asked.

Starlight looked at your groin. "I saw your first little "session". If I was Trixie I'd be coming over here everyday too."

The unicorn cleared her throat.

"There's also the fact that we might have also made another bet. If she managed to talk you into putting it in her tailhole by the end of the month I'd owe her a hundred bits."

You stared at the mare for a few seconds before a chuckle escaped you. "Well, you would have won that bet," you said. "I'm not much of an anal guy."

"Really? Aw," Starlight said, pouting. "I should have waited then."

"You should have," you said. "Now you gotta pay her the bits because you told me, you little cheater."

"What? No I don't," Starlight said, eyes widening.

"Of course you do. You can't just make a bet and try to weasel out of it," you replied.

"Trixie won't know I tried to weasel out of it if you don't tell her, Anon. Come on, be a sister from another mister. Please?" Her eyes once again flicked to your groin. "If you keep your mouth shut I'll make it worth your wild."

You watched as her tail flicked from side to side as the tip of her horn glowed, unbuttoning your pants. This turn of events wasn't something you were expecting. Still, you weren't going to look a gift horse in the mouth.

Heh. Horse puns.

"If I tattle I might be able to talk her into giving me half the bits," you said.

For a moment, Starlight looked a bit panicked. A hundred bits wasn't an insignificant amount of money. You had no idea how much her job at the friendship school paid, but you had a feeling that this bet was close to a paycheck for her. You watched as she quietly wrestled with something in her mind before a smile came back to her face.

"Then I just I'll just have to give you a sixty bit experience then, huh?" she said, tilting her head to the side.

Your pants zipper was pulled down all the way. A grunt escaped you as you felt her magic grab your dick and slip it through the hole in your underwear.

"You think you can do that, Glimmy?" you asked, leaning back into your couch. "That's a lot more than what Trixie charges."

"Trixie just uses her mouth," Starlight said, eyeing your cock. "Sure, she's pretty good at it, but a mouth is nothing compared to magic. Especially when somepony knows what they're doing."

She got up, moving close enough that she was able to rest her head on your thigh. Her horn glowed just a bit brighter, and right above her an ethereal hand formed out of her magic.

"With enough practice, a unicorn can basically do whatever she wants," Starlight said, making the hand open and close. "If you're really powerful, the sky's the limit."

She nuzzled your leg, eyes slipping shut.

"Hmmm... I can see why Trixie loves coming here right after you get off work," she muttered, grinding her flank against your floor. "That smell really is something."

You lifted up a hand, placing it on the mare's head as her magic hand floated down and grabbed your cock. Oddly, it felt warm as it touched your bare flesh, with a very slight tingle. Another hand materialized, floating down to cup your balls as the other began to stroke you. Starlight had the hand make twisting motions, using both slow, long strokes and short, quick pumps. You leaned back a little more, spreading your legs nice and wide as you found yourself becoming hard.

Starlight sighed as you began scratching her ears.

"That's a neat trick, but I don't think a handjob is gonna cut it, Glimmy," you said. "This is nice, but not sixty bits nice."

The mare giggled breathlessly, her tail flicking back and forth. She tilted her head up to look at you as she began slapping your cockhead against her soft, furry cheek.

"I know, you silly colt. I just needed to get you all ready."

The hand groping your balls disappeared, and the hand stroking you make it's way down to your base, keeping your tip pointed at the ceiling.

"Like I said, a unicorn can use her magic for anything," Starlight said, wisps of magic coming off of her horn and floating above her head.

It quickly formed into a mouth; her mouth, you realized after a few seconds.

"A mouth—"

The magic twisted and molded, turning into a winking marehood.

"A pussy—"

It changed again, turning into what looked like a fleshlight.

"Or something even better than both of them."

She brought the fleshlight-looking thing down, rubbing it against your tip. Your cock twitched, and you let out a startled moan. It was warm, and softer than anything that you had ever felt in your entire life; sort of what you imagined a cloud would feel like if you could actually touch one. Just that little rub made your body curl forward in pleasure.

"If you think that feels good wait until you're inside of it," Starlight said, positioning the thing right above your cock. "Ready?"

"A-Actually, maybe—FUCK!"

In one swift motion Starlight brought down the fleshlight, forcing all of your cock inside of it
For a moment, your vision actually went white. Your chest seized, and every muscle tensed as by pleasure unlike any that you had ever felt wracked your body. Your hands shot up, trying to grab something, eyes widening. If you had been able to, you might have let out a scream.

The inside of the fleshlight was a moving, almost living thing.

It pulsed, moved; it was warm, wet. At the same time though, it was otherworldly. Nothing in your life was comparable to what it was doing to you. It felt so good that it was almost painful.

Starlight twisted it, pulling it a few inches up your cock before slamming it back down. Stars exploded across your vision. Your hips jerked, and you found your iron-hard cock firing rope after rope of cum.

Starlight winced as the first load flew over her head."Oops. Maybe I put a little too much oomph into it," she said, as another spurt of cum hit her mane and horn.

The fleshlight quickly disappeared, though you continued cumming harder and longer than you ever had before. By the end of it, you didn't have the strength to hold your head up. Your balls felt empty, and your cock felt like you had just tried fucking a big ass shop-vac. That otherworldly, indescribable pleasure disappeared, replaced by an uncomfortable, aching pain .

Wheezing, you slumped sideways onto your couch, eyes shut tight. Something nuzzled your chin.

"Anon? You okay there, champ?" Starlight asked.

It took a few moments for you to collect yourself, cracking open an eye to see that the unicorn's face was coated in your cum. Usually, such a sight would have been hot, with Trixie seeing that would have you ready for a second round in just a few minutes, but you couldn't feel much of anything right now.

"...Owwww," you managed to say, eyes slipping back shut.

"Sorry, sorry. I didn't think the spell would work that well," Starlight said.

"It feels like someone tried to pull my soul through my dick," you replied, curling into a ball. "I don't like it."

"That might be the rush of endorphins. Or you might have cum so hard you pulled something important. Here, let me fix that."

The twinkle of magic filled the air, this was followed by a cooling, soothing feeling entering through your toes and quickly working its way up your body. The aching and exhaustion went away, which allowed you to open your eyes and sit up.

You looked down at your now soft cock, then at the mare sitting in front of you, taking a deep breath. "Please don't do that again," you said

"I won't," Starlight said, placing a hoof against her chest. "Are you okay now? That spell should have negated any negative affects the spell might have on you."

"What even was that?"
"Something that I worked on while I was a... mayor," the unicorn said.

"Mayor? You were never a mayor, you crazy little commie."

"I was too! Sure, they didn't call me a mayor, but I sorta was one!"

"Are you talking about that weird cult town you used to run?"

"It was NOT a cult town."

"It really was, but why in the world did you need a spell like that?"

Starlight opened her mouth before it snapped shut, a blush coming to her face. "Well... I always wanted to be covered in stallion cum," she said, looking down at the floor. "I made that spell, and was trying to figure out how to talk every stallion in town to let me use the spell on them at the same time, but Twilight and the other girls came in before that "plan" could come bare fruit."

She looked down at your cock, letting out a chuckle as she placed a hoof against her cum-soaked hair.

"Though it looks like I wouldn't have needed more than one or two stallions if you're anything to go by."

Her horn sparked to life, and the cum was gone from her face and mane. She hopped into your lap.

"Are you sure you're alright?" she asked, nuzzling your throat.

"I'm fine," you said. "Seriously though, I'd never use that spell on a stallion. That could be used to torture someone I bet."

"I won't. Cross my heart and hope to fly; all of that other stuff too," Starlight said, going through the motions, even poking her eye. "Speaking of bets, I guess I really flubbed it on this one, huh?"

"Yeah. I think you kinda did," you agreed, wrapping an arm around her.

The two of you were silent for a few moments.

"Anon?"

"Yeah?"

"You know, I have another spell. Not like the one I just used, but sorta the same."

"I bet you do."

You poked the mare's cutiemarks, causing her to giggle.

"It's actually a spell created by a very famous mage: Tiny Dancer. That mare was known for her... interesting spells. It's tested, and I'm positive that it'd have the same result for you as it would a regular stallion."

She grinded her rump against your groin.

"After that I can just get you off using the conventional means. I might not be Trixie, but I'm sure I can get that monster of yours spurting."

You knew you should have probably just told the crazy horse no, that you had gotten your fill of magic for the day. It would have been the smart, sane thing to do. You were many things, but smart and sane?

Not so much.

"It's not gonna hurt, right?" you asked. "Because if it does I'm gonna go bananas on you."

"It won't hurt are all," Starlight said. "I'm eighty--ninety-five percent sure."

You let out a sigh. "Fuck it. I'm not here for a long time I'm here for a good time. Hit me."

Starlight's horn glowed as she tapped it against the bottom of your chin. There was a small jolt, then nothing. Just sitting there, you waited.

"You sure this is supposed to work? 'Cause I'm really not feeling anything."

"Just be patient. It's suppose to take a few seconds."

A few seconds passed, then a few more, and still nothing. You were about to ask the Starlight to cast it on you again when you finally felt something.

It started out in your chest; a warmth, a pleasant heat. With each breath you took, it started to spread outward. It made its way down your chest, down your arms and legs, the heat never becoming uncomfortable or overwhelming until it hit your groin.

Your cock twitched as the heat grew warmer. You found yourself holding Starlight close, resting your chin on top of her head. With each breath you could pick up a new scent; sweet, musky, mouthwatering. It caused you to bury your face into the mare's mane, inhaling deeply, your cock twitching again.

Starlight once again grinded herself against your lap, and you became acutely aware that the mare's rump was wet. Your hands made their way down her sides toward her rump, giving it a firm squeeze as you nipped at her neck. The unicorn giggled. Her voice, usually sweet and adorable--like most ponies--sounded downright angelic. In fact, everything about her seemed just a bit better than before. Her fur was softer, the warmth coming off her body felt nicer, she smelled better than anything you had ever smelled.

"You okay there, Anon?" she asked.

You didn't answer, your hands leaving her rump. Starlight jumped as you fingers brushed against her inner thighs.

"I guess it's working huh? See, I told you it wasn't that b—AD!"

The mare twitched as you ran your fingertips along her marehood. She was soaking wet, and you could feel the heat coming from her nethers. Starlight let out a groan as you toyed with her clit, wrapping your free arm around the mare's belly and lifting her up a bit before rubbing your face against her neck and chest.

You used your thumb to rub it in gentle circles while your pointer and middle fingers rubbed her lips. Her clit winked against your hand, the mare's legs closing around your arm as her back arched.

"Oh... Oh that feels really, really nice," Starlight said, breathless.

She tried to tilt her head over to look at you, but you just nuzzled yourself more firmly against her neck. The mare let out laugh, which turned into a squeak as you slipped a finger inside of her.

Your breathing hitched, and you almost let out a squeak along with her. She felt so warm, so wet. You could feel her inner muscles flexing around your finger, prompting you to push it deeper inside until you were past the second knuckle.

"T-That's... Oh Celestia," Starlight said, tensing as you dragged the finger along her walls.

She tensed as your digit slid on a slightly textured surface, letting out a hiss in your ear. You pumped your finger in and out of her, slowly, savoring that musky, powerful scent as it grew more noticable. Your hand grew slick with Starlight's excitement, but you couldn't bring yourself to care as you slipped another finger inside of her.

Fingertips tickled her walls. Each time she clenched you wiggled your fingers back and forth. Your other hand made its way down to play with her rock hard teats, which had her panting like a dog while she grinded herself against your lap.

Your eyes slipped shut, and you let out a hum as you slipped a third finger inside of the mare, much to her enjoyment. It was relaxing, it was enjoyable; you might have continued fingering the mare until the sun when down if an idea didn't suddenly pop into your head.

Pulling your fingers out of the mare, ignoring her groan of disapproval, you popped them into your mouth. The taste was out of this world. Sweet, savory, tangy; it was so good that your eyes snapped open. You needed more.

Starlight, watching you lick her cum off your hand, turned beet red. "Holy fuck that’s ho—eep!"

You hoisted the mare into the air. As she squirmed, you laid down onto the couch, placing her rump right at eye level and gently laying her down. Your head forced her legs to spread out wide, her tail tickling the top of your head and the back of your neck as you dragged your tongue up the length of her pussy.

"A-ANON!" she said, alarmed, legs clamping around your head.

A groan escaped you. She tasted even better like this. The weight of her on top of you, the heat, the smell. You weren't a religious man, but now you were starting to see the appeal.

You lapped at her marehood and her inner thighs, licking her clean of her arousal before once again attacking her slit. Her clit winked against your nose as your tongue parted her lips with each drag upward of the tongue. Starlight continued to wiggle and squirm, but eventually went limp when you slipped a tongue inside of her. Her inner muscles clamped down so hard that they nearly forced your tongue out of her. You persevered, wiggling your tongue from side to side, slowly but surely forcing your way deeper inside of her.

Your tongue brushed against that slightly rough texture again, and Starlight let out a scream that you could clearly hear even with her legs wrapped around your head. A mouth wrapped around your cock, a tongue swirling around your head, but you barely noticed. Your tongue slipped deeper into the unicorn, you licked her with more fervor until her belly was heaving and your head, neck, and chest were covered in her arousal.

"Fucking buck! A-Anon! You really need to—" Starlight began.

You pulled your tongue out of the mare. Dragging your tongue up her slit, you stopped at her clit. It winked against your lips, and without a second thought you began to suck on it. Starlight's body went from limp to and as a rock and shaking in less that a second. The mare bucked her hips, letting out a yelp. You wrapped your arms around your waist, keeping her pinned against you as you continued to suck.

"OhmygoshohmygoshohmygoshohmygoshohmygoshOHMYGOSHI'MGONNAFUCKINGCUM!"

A shiver ran through Starlight's body, the mare screaming as she came all over your face. You let out a hungry growl, letting go of her clit to lick her clean.

~_~_~_~_~_~

Be Starlight.

Be very much exhausted.

It had been a little shaky at first, but you think everything went wonderfully. Tiny Dancer’s spell—basically a watered down Want-It Need-It spell—had worked better than you expected. You had heard that really didn't work on ponies—something about your natural magic messing with the spell—but Anon hadn't been able to keep his hands off of you.

It was a shame that you had emptied his nuts so fast with your first spell, otherwise you might have seen if the colt would have let you bounce on that big cock of his. Maybe next time if you could talk Trixie into it?

At the very least you could make up for the fact that you came so quickly. That shit was embarrassing.

You giggled as Anon peppered your face with kisses. The hyoo-man had pinned you underneath him, arms wrapped around your middle.. You were pawing at his chest and face, playfully trying to dodge his smooching. You could have easily teleported away, but it was just too much fun seeing Anon like this.

Anon, planting one last kiss on your lips—which you returned since you weren't made out of stone—maneuvered himself so that he was laying on his side. Almost as soon as he did it, you heard his breathing slow.

You wiggled yourself against him, your back pressed against his chest. "So... did you enjoy yourself?" you asked

Of course, the sleeping hyoo-man didn't reply, so you used your magic to pick one of his arms up. With a giggle, you draped it over yourself. This was worth every one of those hundred bits.