Chapter 1: Her Perspective
He was cute, smart, funny, everything a mare looks for in a stallion. You see, I'm no like those other mares where the colt's gotta ask the mare out first. No I'm special, If I see something I want, then I take it, and this pony was no different. We were walking to a restaurant and...wait...let's go back. I'd been following him into a library. He was with two other ponies, both with the strangest looking mo-hawks. He had a blue coat and a white mane, with a musicians cutie-mark. I trotted over to him, my anxiety increasing with every step. By the time I reached him I was sure he was gonna say 'no', but I asked anyway.
"Hey, uh, are you busy this Friday?" I started nervously shuffling my hooves. He stopped talking to the other two ponies and turned to face me. The other two ponies bro-hooved.
"Friday? That's tomorrow. Yea I'm free. Why?" He asked as if it wasn't obvious.
"I, uh, was wondering if you wanted to go on a date with me?" He looked over his back to the other two ponies, and I think I saw him wink. Then he looked back at me. "Go on a date, with a pretty mare like yourself? Of course I would."
"Cool," I said. "Meet me at 2500 White Owl Dr. Apartment number 32. It's here in Ponyville. Come pick me up at 7-o'-clock, OK?" He shook his head yes. "Yea, uh, we gotta go, but I'll meet you at the address tomorrow." He and his friends turned to leave. "Bye, thank you!" I said, immediately regretting it. "Thank you? Don't sound desperate." I thought. I was so relieved and excited. I actually had a date on Friday! I left the building and headed over to my apartment.
By the time I made it to my apartment, I had already gone through my entire wardrobe in my head and realized that I had no decent attire to wear, at least not for a date. "I guess I need to buy something. Well I could always head to Rarity's." I thought to myself. "But shit, it's 4:00 and her boutique closes at 5:00! I better hurry!" I turned and galloped down the road taking lefts and rights. I galloped down sidewalks and finally made it to downtown Ponyville. I kept moving until I saw it: Rarity's boutique. I looked down at my watch. It was 4:50. "Damn it's late, I hope she'll still be open." I said out loud. I quickly cantered over to the building and when I get there, I see a 'Sorry, We're Closed' sign on the door, yet the lights are on in the window. I look in the windows but all I can see are maniquins of ponies in different dresses. I knocked on the door.
"Hello, is anypony there?" I hear something shout "Hold on" and then clicking and the moving of metal objects behind the door and when it does open, I am greeted by the most beautiful, ravishing, and illustrious mare.
"Yes darling, is there anything I can help you with?"
"Y-yes, c-can I b-buy a dr-dress?" I stammer, stunned by her.
"Relax darling, you stutter more than dear Fluttershy. I'm afraid to say the store is closed. We will, however, be open tomorrow." I look down, dissapointed. "Oh but you see, it's for a special date, and it's just that, well I haven't been on a date in a long time..." I said, trailing off. I turned away, heading home.
"Wait dearie, I can take this one small request, after all you did say it was a special date." Rarity says, smiling. I rush up to her and hug her. "Oh thank you, thank you!" We both walk into the shop.
"So what is it that you're looking for?" She asks, her horn glowing as she uses her magic to pull back a curtain, revealing tons of maniquins all dressed in fancy dress attire.
"Uh, something that's casual, yet still fancy. I-if that makes sense." I say, picturing in my head the perfect casual dress.
"I think I have just the thing." She says and goes in the back closet. When she comes out she has a green dress levitating in the air. "A bit frilly, but beautiful nonetheless." I think. "It's cotton, so I hope that's OK with you. But if it's not I got some silk ones." She says, moving to me. "No," I gasp. "It's perfect!"
"Then here darling, try it on." Rarity says as she gives me the dress and pulls a curtain around me. I try it on and am surprised by how smooth it feels. "I love it." I thought. I undress and fold the dress, then I open the curtain and trot over to Rarity, who is over at the cash register. "How much?" I ask, getting out my wallet.
"Well it's usually 50 bits, but for you, I'll charge 25." I gasp and hand her my credit card. She takes it and slides it through the machine. "Thank you SO much." I say, taking my credit card when she hands it to me. She grabs a box and places my dress in it. She hands me the box and I put it on my back and head out the door. "Thanks again, goodbye!" I shout
"Yes goodbye, have a fun time on your date dear!" She shouts back. I gallop all the way back to my apartment. By the time I get there it's 6:00. I open the door and trot in, turning on the lights. I move to the T.V. and turn it on. I watch the latest episode of 'Freaks & Geeks' and then I make myself supper. After supper, I head to bed, anticipating tomorrow's date.
I get dressed in my new dress and apply eyeliner and eye shadow. I grab my wallet 'just in case' and check my watch. 7:05. That's when I hear a knock at the door. I open it and there he is, ear-buds in his ears. He takes them out and smiles. "Here I am." I giggle. He laughs. "I know this awesome restaurant. And after that we can go to the park and after that-" He begins, when I put a hoof to his mouth, hushing him. "Don't spoil all the fun. Let's go." We exit the apartment and head down the stairs, leaving the apartment complex. We begin talking and I find out his name is Starshine. I tell him mine, Pentel. I also find out he's the lead singer in a band. "Ooh that's cool. DO you have some of your music on your MP3-Player?" I ask, intrigued.
"Yea, here listen to this song, it's my favorite." He hands me his MP3 and I listen to what's playing. It sounded like a mixture between Rage Against Celestia and The Zz. I handed back his stuff. We kept wandering the streets, slowly making our way to the destination. While we wandered, we kept talking and the more we talked, the more I learned about him. Those two ponies I saw with him yesterday were his band members. He also told me he and his other band members had made a bet, but he wouldn't tell me what It was. I guessed it was private, or embarrassing, and didn't question him further. We finally make our way down the gravel road and find the restaurant. There are a few wooden carts surrounding the building and a long line of ponies standing outside the front door. I begin to worry and Starshine notices and says: "Don't worry, I made a reservation." We walk past everypony and I can feel them all looking at me, glaring. We open the door and find a waiter. "Howdy folks," He says, his Appleloosian accent painfully obvious. "I'm sorry but y'all can't just cut everypony like that, unless y'all got a reservation." Starshine smiles. "We do, Starshine, 8-o'-clock, table for two." The waiter shakes his head.
"I'm sorry, but we cancelled that yesterday. Didn't y'all get the call?" Starshine's face sinks in dissapointment.
"Oh dang, I never got a call. OK then, let's go Pentel." We canter away slowly. "Hey I'm sorry Pentel. I was hoping to have a fancy dinner as our first date but I guess we can't. We can try another restaurant but this place is the best and..." He begins, trailing off. I place a hoof under his chin and lift his head.
"It's cool, we can still go to the park like you mentioned earlier." I said. He suddenly stomps his hooves in joy.
"I have an idea, why don't we go to my place and I make us dinner. Unless that's, uh, too straightforward for you." I blush and shake my head. "No, no, that's fine." He grabs me and drags me away all the while listing off the various meals he could make for us.
When we arrive at his house, I'm stunned by how run down it looks. I look to my left at Starshine and wonder how he can look so good yet have a home that's so shitty looking. But when he opens the door and we step inside, it looks amazing. The walls all painted green, the ceiling painted blue in contrast. He bounds down a hallway and I follow him into a kitchen. "Hey why don't you wait out in the living room on the couch. I'll go get you a drink." I trot back down the hallway and see the couch. I lay down on it and get comfy and wait. When Starshine comes back he's carrying a platter with two glasses of water. He hands me my glass and I take a sip. I notice that he downs the entire glass so I take another sip so that he doesn't think I'm picky. We start talking and he tells me more about his band and about the success of their first album. I giggle and tell him about my job as a nurse. "Wow a nurse huh? That's cool." He says. I nod my head.
"Yea, I work at a nursing home. By the way, what are we having for dinner?" I ask eagerly.
"Just some pasta with a side of salad. I hope that's OK with you." He says.
"Damn he can cook too?! KEEPER!" I thought.
"Here, let me go back in the kitchen and prepare our meal. It might take a while so get comfy. I apologize, I thought the restaurant could take us." He says, getting up and heading to the kitchen. I lie back on the couch and relax. I close my eyes and then I feel a dripping on my head and back, like it's raining on me. I open my eyes and look up and see that the ceiling is melting. I get up off the couch and wobble, falling to the floor, my hooves losing traction. I look up again and see Starshine, yet he's smirking. He offers a hoof and to pull me and I reach for it, but then he pulls his hoof away and I stumble again.
"It looks like it's taking effect." He says.
"What's taking effect? Don't tell me you-" I ask, the room spinning.
"Don't worry, I'm just about to win a bet." He says, and with that I collapse, unconscious.
Chapter 2: His Perspective
"200 bits, 200 bits I can get somepony to sleep with me." I said. We were in a library and had just left a concert. My two friends, and my band members, had been scoping the playing field for me when I told them that I could get a mare to have sex with me, any mare, without their help. "You have to get pictures." Said Soundcharmer, our drummer.
"Yea, by the end of the weekend." Said Colt Cobain, our guitarist.
"No problem." I said.
"OK, so look around. Find a good looking mare." Soundcharmer said.
"Hey, uh, are you busy this Friday?" I heard the voice behind me and I turned to look and I saw a red maned mare. Colt and Soundcharmer bro-hoofed. "Friday? That's tomorrow. Yea I'm free. Why?" I asked, looking her over. "Damn she's hot. I wish she'd turn around so I could see her plot." I thought.
"I, uh, was wondering if you wanted to go on a date with me?" She asked. I looked over my back to my friends and winked. I looked back at her. "Go on a date, with a pretty mare like yourself? Of course I would." I replied.
"Cool," She said. "Meet me at 2500 White Owl Dr. Apartment number 32. It's here in Ponyville. Come pick me up at 7-o'-clock, OK?" I shook my head yes. "Yea, uh, we gotta go, but I'll meet you at the address tomorrow." My friends and I turned to leave.
"Bye, thank you!" She said behind us. We left the library and started laughing.
"Dude I CAN NOT believe you got a date that fast!" Said Soundcharmer.
"So how are you gonna get her to have sex with 'ya?" Asked Colt.
"I ain't gonna tell you but I'll get the pictures so don't y'all worry. Anyways, I gotta go so see y'all later." And with that I headed my separate way. The library was an hours walk away from my house and it was already 3:30. I turned on my MP3-Player and plugged in my ear-phones. I put them in my ears and began the long walk home.
My house looks as ghetto as all get out, broken window frames, jacked up door, cracked sidewalk. Yet the inside I've managed to maintain. I walked inside and sat down on the couch. I grabbed my cell and went through my contacts, finding what I was looking for, and hit dial. "Yo Starshine it's been awhile bro. Hey if you're in the mood I got a shipment of K2 and purple kush. What you need dude?" I sighed, smirking.
"Not today dude. I actually need some roofies and chloroform. Think you could help?" The pony on the other end started laughing hysterically. "Hell yea I got some. Fixing to have a fun night are 'ya? I'll be at your place in an hour. It'll be 50 bits."
"Thanks man, I'll be here waiting." I hung up the phone and grab the remote and turn on the T.V. It's a re-run of 'Freaks & Geeks'. The latest episode is coming on later today. I watch T.V. until I hear a knock at the door. I trot lazily to the door and open it. I am greeted by a whif of smoke and a pony that smells of meth and weed. The pony looking at me had large bags under his eyes, referring to all the missed hours of sleep it's had. The pony was my dealer, and my best friend.
"You got the goods?" I ask, eyeing the bag roped around his neck greedily.
"Yea, I got it. you got the money?" I hand him a pouch filled with bits. 50 to be exact. "Thanks bro." He hands me his bag and he trots away. I close the door and turn around. I put the drugs in a cabinet in the kitchen and grab my cell. I call 'La Fleur' and make a reservation for tomorrow at 8-o'-clock.Table for two. I decide to go to bed early today so I take my trazedone and go to sleep.
The next day I brush my teeth and put on my horse-shoes. I grab my MP3 and pop in my ear-buds. I gallop all the way to the address she gave me. When I reach it I notice how the outside is MUCH better than mine, for an apartment that is. I knock on the door and when It opens I see her. She's dressed in an amazing frilly green cotton dress. "It's gorgeous." I thought. I take out my earphones and smile. "Here I am." I say. She giggles, I laugh. "Awkward." I thought to myself. "Ready to go? I know this awesome restaurant. And after that we can go to the park and after that-" I start, but she puts a hoof to my mouth, quieting me. "Don't spoil all the fun. Let's go." She says. We trot down the stairs and leave the apartment complex. We begin talking and I introduce myself, saying my name. She tells me her name is 'Pentel'. I also tell her about my band and how i'm the lead singer. "Ooh that's cool. Do you have some of your music on your MP3-Player?" She asks, intrigued.
I hand her my MP3 which is still playing my favorite song. "Yea, here listen to this song, it's my favorite." She listens to it for awhile, banging her head to the beat, then hands it back. We wandered the streets, heading to the restaurant. She let me talk a lot, which I thought was cool. "I guess she's actually interested in me." I thought. I told her about Soundcharmer and Colt and I kept giving her hints about the bet, but the never the whole story. When we made it to the restaurant I sighed. There was a long line of ponies standing outside the front door and tons of carts surrounding the building. I looked over at Pentel and saw she was getting worried. "Don't worry, I made a reservation." WE trotted past everypony and I slouched my shoulders, feeling everypony's glare on me. I open the door, and find a waiter with the DUMBEST accent I've ever heard.
"Howdy folks, I'm sorry but y'all can't just cut everypony like that, unless y'all got a reservation." I smile.
"We do, Starshine, 8-o'-clock, table for two." The waiter shakes his head.
"I'm sorry, but we cancelled that yesterday. Didn't y'all get the call?" My face sunk in dissapointment.
"Oh dang, I never got a call. OK then. Let's go Pentel." I said glumly. "Shit I was hoping to at least let her have a good time before I...Oh well. I guess...Let's just..." I thought, my plan now changed. "Hey I'm sorry Pentel, I was hoping to have a fancy dinner as our first date but I guess we can't. We can try another restaurant but this place is the best and..." I say, trailing off. She places a hoof under my chin and lifts my head. "It's cool, we can still go to the park like you mentioned earlier." She said. I stomp my hooves in joy, tricking her into thinking I'm excited. She takes the bait. "I have an Idea, why don't we go to my place and I make us dinner? Unless that's, uh, to straightforward for you?" I blush and shake my head, hoping she takes the bait. She does, again. "No, no, that's fine." She says. I grab her and drag her in the direction of my house, saying various meals we could eat.
We get to my place and I open the door. I leap down the hallway with Pentel behind me. "Hey why don't you wait out in the living room on the couch. I'll go get you a drink." I say when we enter the kitchen. She leaves the kitchen I immediately head to the cabinet that the drugs are in. I get 2 glasses and fill them with water. I then mix one of the glasses with the roofies. I put both glasses on a platter and head out the kitchen. I see her on the couch and trot to her. "Damn she's so sexy." I thought. I hand her the glass and I down my entire drink, hoping she'll see and think of doing the same. She takes two sips. That's all I need. We start talking again and I talk about my band and how well our first album went. She tells me about her job as a nurse. "Wow a nurse huh? That's cool." I said, interested. She nods her head.
"Yea, I work at a nursing home. By the way, what are we having for dinner?" She asked. Hungrily I assumed.
"Just some pasta with a side of salad. I hope that's OK with you. Here, let me go back in the kitchen and prepare our meal. It might take awhile so get comfy. I apologize, I thought the restaurant could take us." I said, getting up and heading to the kitchen. Once I'm in the kitchen I wait until I hear a crash. I leave and see Pentel on the ground, struggling to get up. I smirk and offer a hoof, yet when she reaches for it I pull my hoof back. "It looks like it's taking effect." I said.
"What's taking effect? Don't tell me you-" She slurs.
"Don't worry, I'm just about to win a bet." I say as she falls unconscious. I go into my bedroom and grab my camera. I walk back into the room and grab her. I lift her onto the couch and lay her on her stomach. I then rip off her dress. I spread her legs and I am taken aback by how amazing her plot is. I grab the camera and get the angle just right-CLICK- I then spit on her pussy and rub it all over it. I spit again and rub it in and on her asshole. My dick is aching so I 'unleash the beast' and I ram it in her ass, balls deep. I let it stay there for a few seconds, letting it get used to the size, then I start moving in and out, back and forth, taking long and deep strides. I pump and pump and pump and reach climax, blowing my load all in her ass. I grab my camera again. -CLICK- I pull my dick out and look at my cum seeping out of her gaping asshole. I take my camera and snap a picture of her hole wide open. I then stick my dick back in and I hear her groan. I start pumping and she groans again, louder this time. I punch her in the ribs and continue fucking her. Her ass starts to bleed and I just use it as lube, bucking her faster. No pirate fears the red sea! I pull out and walk over to her mouth. It is open slightly, her tongue sticking out, and I open her mouth and shove my cock in it. I take my camera and use it to take a picture of her 'sucking' my cock. I continue bucking her until she starts moaning again. I walk over my 'medicine' cabinet and pull out my syringe which I usually use for heroin. I go over to the chloroform and fill the syringe with it. I go over to her and I inject her with it. she groans and then it slowly stops and she stills, breathing so quietly it's almost as though she were dead. I grab my cell and call my band Soundcharmer. "Hey, I won the bet. Oh and I got a surprise for your birthday come tomorrow. Buy some lube, if you catch my drift."
