Things had been fairly calm around The Tall Tail after I got Pirouette to see things my way. Granted, it had only been a few days, but the new outfits had arrived, and with Pirouette coaxing the girls and even wearing one herself, even the more reluctant mares had gotten back into the swing of things. Day was continuing her work at saving us money, Jade was alternately pouring drinks and working on her dance steps (with the help of a few of the dancers who wanted to get in good with the mare the boss brought home…), and I was spending time considering how to expand the business. It almost felt like the days before my visit to the Crystal Empire.

Which of course meant that I was getting restless to see just what I could do with the smoke inside of me.

My opportunity came in the early evening. We had just opened for drinks and no entertainment was due to start for a couple of hours yet, when Bright Jade came rushing into my office, nervous. I looked up from my planning, surprised. Jade was always so concerned with satisfying me that if she came to me with a problem instead of resolving it with the bartender on duty or Pirouette, I was ready to assume it was trouble. Rather than wait for her to spit it out, I saved her the trouble.

“What is it, Jade? You never bother me in here.” I set aside the paperwork Day Planner had dropped on me before leaving for the night. As much as she’d sped things up in the office, I had the time to spare.

“Well… it’s just that somepony is making a scene and won’t go away. She keeps challenging ponies to bets, and hassling them if they just want to drink in peace. We all tried getting rid of her. Pirouette was going to send for guard ponies, but she wanted you to try first.”

I sighed. It looked like we had scored ourselves an extra drunk that month. I rose from my seat and walked around to the door, Jade trailing behind, unsure of what she should be doing. I wasn’t even halfway down the stairs before I heard the ruckus. If it was carrying this far, they’d done right to get me.

“Hah! I’m tellin’ you, the only reason you won’t try me is because you know you’ll lose!”

“Dammit, I didn’t come here for this! Why won’t you let me drink in peace?”

I quickened my pace. If this pest was chasing off customers, I needed to get her dealt with. Approaching the bar, I saw the source of the trouble: A mint green pegasus with a streaky golden mane.

Attempt number one was simple customer service. “Miss, is there a problem? I’m starting to get complaints about the noise, so if there’s something we can set right, I’d like to.”

The pegasus just scoffed. “The only problem I see is that everypony in this dive is too yellow to take me on!”

I stiffened at the word “dive.” The Tall Tail wasn’t the most exclusive club in Manehatten, but we were among the best your average pony could afford, and I took pride in that. Attempt two was just to chase her off. “Miss, if you don’t either stop bothering my patrons, or leave, I’m going to have to remove you. It’s your choice.

The mare prodded my chest with her hoof. “You couldn’t if you tried! I’m faster than you, I’m stronger than you, I’m just better than you.” Apparently writing me off, she turned back to hassle the customer she’d been yelling at when I came down.

That was it. Attempt three was to see just what new tricks the smoke had to offer. First though, to get her out of sight of my customers. “You know, you’re not so hot. I bet you couldn’t even make it to my office up those stairs before me.”

That got her attention. The obnoxious pegasus turned back to me with a look of total incredulity on her face. “Are you kidding? That’s stupid. It’s not even worth my time.”

I wasn’t giving up that easily. “Fifty bits.”

She raised an eyebrow. “Seriously?”

“Seriously.”

With a derisive snort, the pegasus snapped her wings out and took to the air. “Fine, you’re on. Just don’t forget all these ponies saw you make the bet.”

I didn’t care who saw me make the bet. Most of my customers would thank me for removing the pest, and if any did care about the fifty bits, it was well worth paying up to get this pegasus out of their manes. I took a starting position beside my problem customer and counted a start. “On three. One, two, three!”

She was gone before I’d taken more than three steps. The race was never the point, but I didn’t like losing so badly. As I told Jade she could get back to work and cantered up the stairs, I decided that my embarrassment would just be one more thing she paid for.

By the time I arrived though, she had already put two more black marks on her tally: she was sitting in my chair, and had her hooves up on my expensive desk. Aggravated, I shut the door behind me and turned to my new friend. “Well, you win after all. Let me get you your bits.”

The pegasus smirked as I approached, and put her forehooves back behind her head. “I’ve won some easy bets, but this one takes the cake. I really am smarter than you.”

I’d had enough, and so had the churning smoke inside. I rushed over to my desk, and before the aggravating mare could even speak, I let the smoke loose. She was too startled to move, making it that much easier for the smoke to glide up her body and into her ears and nose. Whatever taunt she’d been preparing never came. Her jaw dropped, and her eyes clouded over. I was coming to enjoy that look on mares, but in this case, it was a special pleasure.

I walked back to the center of the room, trailing smoke between myself and my victim. “Get over here.” Without a word, the pegasus complied.

Fixing her with a glare I realized she wouldn’t know was there, I decided to get answers before punishing the pest. “Alright, who are you, and why are you making such a nuisance of yourself in my club?”

Her answer came sluggishly. “Lightning Dust. I got kicked… out of training.”

I facehoofed in disbelief. All this, because she was an immature brat? “So what? You decided to come be a tough pony to make yourself feel better?”

When Lightning Dust nodded I shook my head. I knew just what to do with her. I lightened up a bit on the smoke, but didn’t let her out of my power. “Alright, Lightning. You think you’re the best, don’t you?”

With the smoke not affecting her as strongly, Lightning Dust nodded aggressively. “I know I am.”

I walked back over to my desk and readied a leg to hoof wrestle. “Then hoofwrestle me.” I pushed harder on the smoke for just a moment as I added, “After all, you can never turn down a challenge.”

Lightning Dust slowly made her way to the desk. “Never… turn down.” I eased back off of her mind, and she propped a leg on the desk against mine.

“Go.” As soon as Lightning Dust pushed on my hoof, I pushed on the smoke, shoving more into her again. Her nostrils had begun to twitch, drawing it in the way Day Planner’s had. There was no question she was mine. As she went slack again, I easily shoved her leg to the table and eased up on the smoke once more.

“Huh? I… I lost?” Lightning Dust’s eyes were nearly clear, I was using so little power, and the dismay reflected in them was delicious. I got the feeling losing was an experience Lightning Dust needed a lot more of to learn her lesson, and jacked up the smoke again.

“You lost. You always lose, Lightning Dust. Your heyday is behind you. You’ll never quit trying, and you’ll never quit losing, either.” I withdrew my leg and took a seat in my chair. “And every time you lose, you’ll realize all over again that you’re not that great. That you’re not anypony at all.”

“I’m… a nopony…”

I crossed my forelegs and relaxed the smoke again. It was time to push on Lightning Dust directly. “Well, that might be a bit harsh. Want a rematch?”

Lightning Dust nodded and readied her leg for another go, determination plain on her face. I placed my hoof against hers, and called the start again. Without even using the smoke, her hoof went down easily—she was so convinced she’d never win again that it had become her reality.

Lightning Dust’s ears drooped, and she pulled her hoof from the desk, dejected. She muttered, “I really am a nopony,” and dropped to her haunches right there. Again, I intensified the smoke.

“Aww. I’m sure there’s one thing you’re still good at, Lightning Dust. Or at least, for.”

Even through the heavier smoke, the hint of hope in Lightning Dust’s eyes was almost enough for me to reconsider—but then I remembered her hooves propped up on my desk. “Sure. You’re a mare, and you’re in decent shape. You could still be good for sex.”

Lightning struggled to consider that, and I pushed a bit harder. Her eyes lost a bit more focus, and she nodded. “I… could be good at sex.” I watched, aroused, as Lightning Dust’s breath grew heavier, drawing the smoke in faster still. She’d accepted the idea easily enough, so I did away with the smoke all together, allowing her the chance to act on her own. Her ears perked back up, and she stared me right in the eye. As expected, she wasn’t about to stop without beating me at something.

“Fine! Okay, so I can’t hoofwrestle like you. I know what I can beat you at, though!” Lightning Dust’s cheeks colored a bit. Talking the talk was easy enough, but it looked as if the idea of actually competing sexually still embarrassed her. Uninvited, she flapped up and over my desk, landing with her nose right in my face. “First one to, uh, to come, loses!” Before I could answer either way, she prodded me with a hoof. “Or don’t you think you’re up to it?”

Now things were getting interesting. I leaned back in my chair, crossing my forelegs arrogantly. “Really? Why bother? You know you’ll lose. Or do you just want me inside you that badly?”

Lightning Dust’s reaction to my taunting was as predictable as it was perfect; she went from competitive to furious in a heartbeat. “You—! We’ll see if you’re so smug when you’re panting and begging for more!” With an angry huff, she turned away from me and flipped her tail up over her back. “Go on! I’ll show you you don’t stand a chance, old timer!”

Old timer? At most, I was ten years older than she was! Insulted myself, I got out of my chair and shoved it back with a hind leg, snapping, “You don’t even have me hard! You expect to win like this?”

Lightning Dust turned back to face me, rolling her eyes. She stomped over to stand side by side, and slipped a wing underneath me, sliding it back and forth on my dick. She had hardly any sense of technique, but just getting it up was no challenge. Her soft feathers tickled, but it was enough—the halfassed wing job had me hard in moments. Naturally, Lightning took that as proof of her skill.

“You see? This’ll be over before it even starts. Now quit wasting time!” Her minor success at getting me up seemed to have eased her temper a bit, but she hadn’t given up on the bet. She wasted no time moving back in front of me and assuming the position. This time, I obliged.

It was impossible not to notice the difference between Lightning Dust’s body and the other mares I’d been enjoying lately. As soon as I got up on her, I could feel the tone of her muscles—where Jade and Day Planner had been soft, Lightning Dust’s body hardly gave at all. As I slid into her, I copped a feel of her plot.

“Hah! You couldn’t resist, could you?” Lightning Dust taunted me over her shoulder, but her blush was obvious; this was well outside her comfort zone. I could feel myself blush, too: her accusation was on the money.

I had more interesting things on my mind, though, and embarrassment was quickly forgotten as I pushed farther into Lightning Dust. She was nearly dry, but my cock’s intrusion was changing that in a hurry. Though it must’ve been uncomfortable, before I began to thrust on my own Lightning tightened herself around my shaft and began to move. I gasped at the new sensation. Day always just seemed to be ready for me, and if I had Jade entertain me at night, there was enough foreplay to get her wet. A dry fuck was new.

With Lightning Dust moving back and forth, and her wetness starting to cover my dick, I got a better grip on her flanks and pulled myself deeper, scraping a wall of Lightning’s vagina with my tip and causing her to gasp, just as I had. I smirked and taunted her while I continued to thrust. “One to one.”

I only had a moment to enjoy Lightning Dust’s frown before she flapped her wings, lifting herself an inch or two from the ground, with me still on top. Before I could get a grip on the suddenly airborne mare, she twisted underneath me, and kept flapping, taking us a couple of feet up! I scrambled to get hold of her tightly enough not to fall, but she’d already wrapped her legs around me and used them to pull me deeper inside of her marehood.

With a smirk, Lightning Dust taunted me right back, her earlier sliver of modesty lost in competitive trash talk. “You should thank me! Not many earth ponies get a chance to have sex in midair.” She pulled me tighter against her body and squeezed me inside as she began to buck upward. It felt incredible—I was deeper than I realized I could ever get, and her bucking was bringing me to the edge quickly—but it was all entirely on Lightning Dust’s terms. I had nothing I could push against to move out, and shaking my hips while floating in the air hardly moved me at all. She had me, and she knew it.

Lightning let herself drop suddenly, sliding down my dick for just a heartbeat before she flapped again, catching herself and driving my shaft into her body with my full weight. She gasped, and I grunted as the my flare ground her insides. Every time I tried to push, she’d drop a little altitude, sliding me back to her entrance, then rise suddenly once more, lifting me with her hard athlete’s body, and pushing her one truly soft spot back up to my balls. We both began to pant, and she tightened her tunnel around my cock, adding that much more friction and warmth to our mid-air bobbing. Finally, I managed to adjust my hold on Lightning Dust enough to pull her hips tight against me, and enjoyed the feeling of my sack against her ass, but she just laughed, held me tighter, and flipped us both before she folded her wings and let us drop.

We fell the foot or two together, and Lightning Dust was impaled on my cock by the fall, ramming my dick into her back wall, hard. She winced a little, and I shot my load as deep in her body as possible, and lay gasping for breath as the torrent of cum ran back out through her lips.

“Who’s a nopony now, old timer? You didn’t stand a chance!” Lightning Dust’s smirk was maddening, and even as the last of my seed squirted inside of her, a voice in the back of my head reminded me that this was my own fault. For her part, Lightning seemed to have forgotten entirely that this was all she was good at. Either she was honestly satisfied, or her memory was short enough she’d forgotten how she’d felt just minutes before. I wanted to wipe that satisfied grin off her face.

“Fine. You may be crap at everything else, but you’re good at sex.” With Lightning Dust still triumphantly riding my cock, I let smoke form low on my body and snake up her back, where she couldn’t see it. It slipped into her ears and nose, and she was mine again. I hid a vicious grin behind a hoof, acting as if I were pondering something. “Of course, that’d mean you’re no different from a dog in heat.”

I didn’t even have to try to push more smoke into her. Still high on her victory over me, she wasn’t about to give up her one hope of success. “I’m a… dog. In heat…”

Her misinterpretation startled me—it was a first. I opted to run with it though. “That’s right, Lightning Dust. You’re just a faithful dog, eager for sex, aren’t you?”

When Lightning Dust didn’t nod, but let her tongue hang out and swished her tail back and forth, I decided she was finished and released her. I’d no sooner done it than she bounced up off my dick and over to my face, panting. She started licking at my cheek, and the irritation of having her so completely dominate me vanished in an instant.

I got up from the floor and scratched Lightning Dust’s ears, much to her delight. When I stopped, she whimpered and pushed her nose against my hoof. Apparently even this obnoxious mare could be cute; she just needed her personality taken away, that was all. I gave her a couple of pats on the flank, and her tail began swishing again, reminding me as I got a view of her messy pussy that we both needed to clean up.

Lightning Dust was perfectly happy to follow me upstairs, bounding along right on my tail, practically underhoof the whole time. Some of my amusement slipped as I realized she was dripping behind her. I rushed straight to the bathroom and filled the tub. Getting her to understand that she should get in was a bit of a challenge; she kept trying to drink from the faucet. Eventually though, I got her in and soaped up. Judging from her wet tail waving back and forth awkwardly, she enjoyed having her teats and crotch washed every bit as much as I enjoyed washing them.

She wasn’t the only one in need of a bath, though. Once she was cleaned up, it was my turn. I drained the tub, started the shower, and hopped in with “puppy,” who complicated matters by licking and trying to play while I bathed. Showering properly was out of the question. Between Lightning wanting to horse around, and my growing arousal at her licks, I settled for cleaning my messy and once again stiff junk and tried to get out, only to have Lightning Dust whine and present herself, right there in the shower.

I paused for a moment, but my boner was unbearable, Jade was busy on the floor of the club, and and Day Planner had gone home. That left what was right in front of me. I gave up and leaned forward, pressing the tip of my stallionhood to Lightning Dust’s vagina. She immediately resumed her poor imitation of wagging, and I struggled to line my cock up properly, but the feeling of her soft, soaked lips swiping against my tip was a decent consolation. At last I managed to hold her still enough to slide my shaft inside, enjoying the feeling of deep penetration once more.

I was surprised Lightning held still submissively, but assumed that she was still imitating a bitch and started pumping her. The wagging started again, but with me inside it was just one more source of pleasure. I saw no point in technique on a beast that knew no better, and started fucking away as fast as I could while Dust panted underneath me. Even in the shower, her drool was visible dripping from her panting tongue. I shoved into her more roughly, and the wagging sped up. The rougher pushing brought me to the back of her tunnel again, and I stopped a moment to grind my tip against her wall, enjoying the sensation. It was enough. I came deep inside my new pet.

Relieved, I pulled out, cleaned us both up again, and dried Lightning Dust off. As I dried myself, I heard her trot away and rushed, afraid for what would happen to my possessions if she were left unattended in this state, but when she heard me call, she hurried back. I couldn’t help but laugh at the pair of slippers in her mouth. She set them on the floor, and out of sheer amusement, I slipped my hind hooves in.

“Good girl, Lightning Dust. That’s a good, good girl.” Lightning Dust accepted my praise happily, lapping at my hoof again as I patted her side. I wished my mother were still alive, just so I could ask, “Can I keep her?” I doubted, though, that my dear, sainted ma would’ve appreciated a family pet so eager to have my dick inside of her.

With matters tended to, I headed back out to the office and looked around until I found an old dowel I used to prop a loose window open a few inches. Lightning Dust became nearly as excited as she’d been for the stick between my legs when she saw the stick in my hoof. I laughed again as she danced in place, waiting for me to toss it. After two fake throws sent Lightning rushing across the office excitedly for absolutely no reward, I relented and tossed the small rod. Lightning Dust jumped up, snatching the stick from the air and running it straight back. Seeing the same mare who’d given my customers such trouble earlier in the day bounding back and forth like an exuberant golden retriever was a real joy, and I forgot to take note of the time until I heard music filtering up from the show downstairs.

“Ah, horseapples.” Disappointed, I took the stick one last time, and tossed it up the stairs to my suites, shutting Lightning Dust where she wouldn’t be seen.

Jade had initially looked unhappy about another pony in bed with us, fearing she’d steal the show the way Day Planner had, but there was little enough to be concerned with. Once allowed up, Lightning Dust simply curled up at our hooves and was asleep before we were. I suppose it had been a pretty full day for her.

The next morning, though, I woke to lapping at my balls as the still in heat “dog” begged for a very specific kind of attention. Bright Jade frowned and turned to me as Lightning Dust continued to lick my rapidly inflating member, asking, “Am I useful, sir? It feels like somepony else is in here every morning.”

Though it was difficult to talk with a hyper and horny pegasus messily slurping the pre-cum off my dick, I managed an answer anyway. “Don’t sweat it, Jade. I brought you down here to work in the club. Pirouette says you’re doing great with the customers, and it looks that way to me, too. You’re useful.”

Jade smiled and rolled out of bed, mollified. “As long as I’m useful to you, sir! I’ll see you downstairs!”

I turned my attention back to Lightning Dust’s clumsy ministrations and increasing whimpering. “All right, all right already!” I had just enough time for a quickie before Day Planner showed up to put me to work anyway. I shooed Lightning Dust off the bed and gave the mare what she wanted. With some of the novelty gone and Lightning adding nothing to the fuck herself, I made it quick, spilling my seed inside her as fast as possible. Sex with Day Planner may have lacked passion, but she more than made up for it in technique. I finished inside Lightning Dust again, and led her up the staircase from my upper floor to the roof. Fun was fun, but I could do better than a dog.

The orange sunrise caused my smoke to stand out even more as it snaked its way into Lightning Dust’s face, as thick and dark as I could make it—I wanted the farewell to stick. I sat on a deck chair I’d placed up there, and said my goodbyes.

“You’re a pony after all, despite only being good at sex. If anypony ever beats you at sex, though, whoever it was will be as much your owner as I was until you get off again. You never actually set hoof inside the cabaret, and we never met.” I got up and walked to the door, a bit sad to give up the first pet I’d had in years. Shutting the door behind me and releasing the smoke, I went to clean up for work, and resolved to find myself another pet—one capable of speech.

Author's Note

Update: The original version of this chapter lacked much time with LD before the pet stuff began. I felt like I shortchanged one of the contest winners, so I fixed it. Oddly, this also resulted in more time with dog Lightning Dust. Yay?

The first "pure clop" chapter's victim and circumstances were chosen in a contest to submit the idea I liked best. Of the submissions, only Lightning Dust got more than one entry, and since they were compatible, I combined them. The reader who submitted the self-esteem break for Lightning Dust wishes to remain anonymous, but Zevski suggested pet play. I might've taken that just a little farther than intended...