Chapter Five

Hmm… this feels nice. Ooh, yeah, right there… Ah… AH…

“AHH!” I moaned, waking up to the pleasant feeling of a female orgasm. My chest rose and fell with heavy breaths as I laid blissfully on my back, stretching out my tired limbs as my pussy clenched together. I grinned while staring up at the ceiling, my orgasm subsiding, but well on the way to another. Vaginas.Are. Awesome. Hell, I wasn’t trying to disguise it anymore. I was absolutely addicted to my slit, and I was past the point of caring whether or not it was wrong. Sure, I was a dude before… but female orgasms are insane! It’s like a button you can press at any point you so please, and then your body melts like butter and you cum. Like, anytime you want.

A voice broke through my peace, sending me into a sudden realization. I’m still in Rainbow’s house, aren’t I? The voice grew louder as I began to panic. Oh crap, oh crap! Her marefriend… or mother? Oh no. I jumped onto my hooves, passing over the giant puddle of fluids that had gathered on the couch. “Shit!” I hissed, realizing the mess I made. For a moment, I tried to wipe it up with my foreleg, but all it did was soak me in my own love fluids and spread it around even more.

“Holy hell!” I whispered, hearing hoofsteps on the other side of Rainbow's door. I looked around for something to help, but quite honestly, there was nothing in the tiny house. You know, it really speaks something about someone if they have an entire house dedicated to sex, with absolutely nothing but a couch, dildos, vibrators, and saddles. And speaking of vibrators, the one in my poon tang continued to hum away. But hey, I wasn’t complaining. It suddenly dawned on me that I had hooves… and no horn. How was I supposed to get it out of me?

Whoever was making noise in the next room made it to the door because I heard the voice more clearly than before. “I’m gonna go make sure Button got to school okay. I’ll be back in a while and I can finish finding your button. Bye, sweetie.” I panicked and did the only thing I could. The door to the outside world was too far away, so I ducked behind the couch and held my breath. I heard a creaking and very clear, concise hoofsteps go by. My heart was beating a mile a minute. The clip-clopping stopped.

I rolled my eyes. For the love of god… Does anything ever go right?

Slowly, the hoofsteps came closer as I practically pissed myself from fear. Well, actually it wasn’t piss; just a steady stream of cum as I ejaculated all over Rainbow Dash’s floor. I hope that wasn’t from the thought of getting caught. I have enough fetishes as it is. I shook my head, focusing back on the mare that was only seconds away from finding some unknown filly that smelled more like sex than a cheap whore-house. I mean, even I could smell it, and I was around it since it started growing.

The clip-clops stopped, and I held my breath. Beads of sweat ran down my face and beads of mare-juice flowed down my slit.

“Why is this couch so wet…?” Oh crap! I knew that any second, I would be found out, so I began thinking of a cover story. ‘I was coming to give Rainbow a message but I heard you two in the bedroom, so I waited’? No, that’s retarded! ‘I’m a sex-house inspector here to determine whether or not your dildos are up to community standards’? Ugh, shut-up brain, that’s not helping. ‘I was… masturbating on your couch to the sounds of you making love’?

“I swear, that mare is like a sprinkler; she could probably cum on command, I bet. Heh, maybe I should test that later…” The hoofsteps started again, this time moving away until the sound of a door opening and closing cut to silence. I fell to the floor, sighing with relief. I think that I’m close to being considered the luckiest being to have ever lived, despite the sizable amount of shit that usually hits the fan.

I hopped back up to my hooves and dusted off a little bit of dirt from the floor. It may sound crazy, but Rainbow Dash doesn’t keep what I would call an impeccably clean home. There’s no rats or anything, but the least she could do is sweep the floor once in awhile. And also, clean up the pools of salty liquid that came from my behind, hehe. That’s probably just deserts for trying to take me in the ass. It was still kinda sore, to be honest.

Now that I thought about it, was it really that obvious that I was Brian? I saw my reflection, and I was pretty different looking than I was before… Not to mention that other ponies didn’t recognize me either. I wondered if AJ told her after I left the farm the day before.

I brushed off any stray thoughts upon hearing a low grumble emanate from within me. And no, it wasn’t the vibrator, but I have to say, it was quite pleasurable despite being inside me for about eight hours. You’d think the feeling would wear off or I would go numb, but I’m pretty sure I orgasmed in my sleep, and each time it pushed it farther and farther up there. It might just hit my womb soon if I get off one more time... God, I hope I cum again.

I looked over at the door to Rainbow Dash’s room and contemplated addressing her, but I decided against it on account of not wanting to make things weirder than they already were. She would have probably appreciated me doing so, considering she was ankle deep inside me last night. Yeah, that would be an easy conversation. Hey, Rainbow, thanks for trying to shove a dildo up my ass and then hoofing me. No, really, I loved it. Which… wasn’t technically a lie. But still, I thought it was best just to head out. And I’m pretty sure that grumble from before was my stomach yelling to get my attention.

I trotted past Rainbow’s bedroom door and towards the front of the sex dungeon. With a flip of my hoof, I was greeted once again by the fresh outside air, juxtaposing itself with the musky sex smell that encompassed the room I was previously sleeping in. Okay, first on the agenda: grab a bite to eat. Second: take a shower because I literally smell like I just had sex with a horse. Stretching my legs out, I began my journey to about the only place where I knew I could snag free food.

It took a couple of minutes, but I managed to locate Sugarcube Corner despite not knowing where the hell anything in this town was. Quite frankly, it was a maze once you got into the apartment district, and every turn only lead you down another alley to more homes. The pony who planned this out must have had some sort of mad-cow disease. I stopped. Wait, can I get mad cow disease?

I shook my head at the thought and stepped into the tiny shop, hearing the ring of a familiar tiny bell above me. I was greeted with the smell of freshly baked treats, the creepy smile on Mr. Cake’s face, and… everypony’s eyes staring at me. I mean, literally, all the mares in the room were just gaping at me. They all seemed… surprised, more or less. But not the good kind of surprise. One mare in the corner even pulled her foal back from getting too close to me.

“Umm… h-hello,” I bleated out. I noticed a stutter in my voice, but I don’t think it was from speaking in front of a bunch of cock-eyed ponies. It was probably more from the… well, I have no idea which it was, but I was close to orgasming. A shiver ran up my spine and I slowly made my way to the kitchen door. Oh god, oh god. Why is this so hot to me? Please don’t let me cum right now. I felt my walls clench. Umm, pretty please? My clit winked uncontrollably. Ah, shit.

I was only half-way through the room of ponies whose attentions were glued on me when I ejactulated a long, thick stream of mare-cum... along with what I assumed to be the six-inch long vibrator.

When I said that their mouths were gaping before, I think it had something to do with the foul sex smell I gave off. But their expressions of surprise were nothing compared to their faces once they saw me shoot a gallon of fluid and a fake-penis from my behind. We all kind of stared at each other awkwardly for a minute, their jaws on the ground, me still basking in some sort of post-orgasm bliss.

“Uhh… I-I umm… hmm.” Carefully, as if nothing was wrong, I trotted over to the corner of the room and grabbed a large yellow sign that had the label ‘Warning, wet floor!’ across it, carried it back before depositing it on my mess. The dildo was pretty tricky to pick up with hooves so I decided to go the only other route I could. No magic = mouth.

I knew everyone’s attention was on me, but I didn’t give them the satisfaction of knowing that I was embarrassed. You know, yesterday a stallion was about two inches away from penetrating me in public, and nopony honestly looked like they gave a crap, but when I get caught with a tiny little vibrator in a restaurant, everypony acts like it’s the end of the world. I swear, pick a culture and stick to it. You don’t see humans doing this shit… Well, actually…

I broke my train of thought and departed toward the kitchen, passing by a smiling Mr. Cake, who decided it was a good idea to nip on my ear as I went by. “I knew you’d come back, my beautiful red-coated vixen.” He looked down at his belly to which I could see was spouting his long, black erection again. He raised his eyebrows in a playful manner and winked at me before opening the door to the back. “I’ll be back in about ten minutes and then I can help you with that problem of yours.” He smiled and closed the door, leaving me with a mix between the most horrified, most disgusted, most… slightly tempted face possible. No matter how horny I got, no matter how much I wanted to sit on his lap and have him pull my mane… I could never get over how much of a creep he is. I mean, seriously, he’s married but still tries to bang some stranger.

A pang of guilt welled within me. I kind of did that, didn’t I? A lot of times, actually. That sort of thing never really bothered me, but for some reason, I just felt awful. Do I always make the right decisions? Or do I let my dick choose for me? ...Or in this case, vagina? My concentration broke, however, once I heard the the rapid beating of a whisk on metal that made me realize why I came here in the first place.

Pinkie Pie was rearing on her hind legs, her front hooves mixing some ingredients in a bowl as she leaned against the countertop. I didn’t think she heard me enter because I wasn’t greeted with the usual jovial tackle and cacophony of giggles.

Realizing I still had a cum-covered vibrator in my mouth, I walked over to the counter and spat it down. I turned back to my marefriend. “Morning, Pinkie! You mind if I get something to eat? I’ve gotta get out of here in the next nine minutes before… let’s just say I have to go in the next nine minutes.” I looked behind me to make sure I wasn’t about to be pounced on by a sweaty, middle aged, candy-striping stallion with a cock as long as my foreleg. Pinkie didn’t respond.

I took a step closer. “Pinkie, I said ‘good morning’.” No response. Umm, okay… what’s...? “Uhh, Pinkie, what’s wrong? Why aren’t you talking?” Her tail flicked a bit, but her gaze remained stoic. I took a few more steps until I was right next to her. “Pinkie… are you mad at me?” Her eyes flashed towards me, but quickly jumped back to her work. Yup, she’s definitely mad at me. I thought for a moment at what it might have been. Yesterday, I walked in and she tackled me, as usual. Then we started to have sex, as usual. And then we said goodbye and…

“Oh, shit! The date!” I leapt in fear. “Pinkie, I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! I completely forgot about…” She moved away from me as I sputtered on. “Hey, wait, where are you going?” She answered my question by stopping in front of the oven and opening the door. She slid the pan in, set the dial, and returned to the counter where she primed another bowl to be mixed.

“Pinkie,” I said. “Please understand, I just… something came up and I couldn’t make it.” I lied straight through my teeth, but I couldn’t tell if she knew or not. She just kept staring off into space, a stinging look of disappointment reminding me just how stupid I could really be. I couldn’t tell her the truth. What would she have thought if I said that I had slept with one of her best friends when I should have been taking her to dinner? Again, I knew next to nothing about real Equestrian culture, other than the show and the fact that they love sex, but this feels like one of those universal ‘bad’ things.

I nuzzled her neck in the most delicate way I could. “Come on… I’m sorry I lied. Please? Please just say you forgive me?” The only reply I got was a fiercer whisking of cookie ingredients coalescing into a rough, chocolate chip paste. I nuzzled her again. “Pleeeaaassse?” That was it. I was begging like a pet.

I tried my best to look as sincere as I possibly could, forging puppy-dog eyes, raising my hooves in a way my companion, Buddy, used to do in order to get food from the kitchen table, and drooping my ears down around my head. I whimpered. “Come on, Pinkie. Pwease forgive me?” This time she stopped what she was doing, much to my surprise. Though, I almost wished she hadn’t. Her gaze was so cold, it could freeze a lake, and her muzzle was doing something I hadn’t even thought it was capable of. She wasn’t smiling.

“You should go talk to Twilight,” she snapped. My brow furrowed and I tilted my head in confusion.

“Twilight? Why would I-” Oh shit... I thought she already knew that the foal was mine. “Pinkie… I thought you knew. I-I had no idea…”

“Just drop it, okay?” she snapped. “Now, go to Twilight, and thanks for being considerate enough to show up… TWELVE HOURS LATE!” She yelled loud enough to be heard through the entire restaurant, I’m sure. My ears were ringing from just being so close.

I looked up at her, my eyes really on the verge of tears, and my ears pinned against my head. But I wasn’t the only one feeling sad. Pinkie collapsed onto her haunches, sobbing into the ground as I watched from a few feet away. Her hair was gradually losing its frizz, and her complexion was turning whiter by the second.

Did I do this? Why did I… oh right, cause I’m an idiot. My left forehoof raised and gently touched her on the shoulder. She shuddered from my touch and pushed my hoof away, hurting me in a way I didn’t even think possible. I stood in silence as my insides tried burning their way out of my body. She was in pain, and because of that I felt something I hadn’t felt in a long time. Guilt.

I threw myself toward her and swooped her up in as tight a hug as I possibly could. She tried to push me away, but I refused to let go. There was no way I would let her frown; not while I had anything to say about it. Her protests ceased and I felt relief when her forelegs wrapped around me in a tight embrace. I heard her muffled sobs in my coat and felt my own eyes begin to water.

For a moment, we just sat there in each other’s company. She had stopped crying, but every now and then she would suck in her runny snout. I caressed her back and whispered into her ear. “I’m sorry, Pinkie. I’ve been such an idiot; I’m sorry.”

Her head tore away from its contemplative gaze as she locked eyes with me. Her lips began to turn up and form that thing she had gone too long without. She smiled.

“Do you… really mean it?”

I stared at her and her bloodshot eyes. “Of course, Pinkie Pie.” I said, pulling her into a deep kiss. “I would never hurt you on purpose. I was just… stupid.”

Our lips brushed against each other, but our tongues remained in their mouths. I don’t know why she didn’t start anything right then and there, because I knew we were both in heat. But I know why I didn’t, and maybe she was thinking the same thing. For the first time I had known her, I was being romantic. And not the “take you from behind until you squeal like a pig” romance. No, I think for the first time in this land of what I thought were fake, made-up ponies, I felt something real.

We separated, and hugged once more.

“Awww!” My eyes shot open and both of our attentions were brought to the door to the restaurant where a rather heavy looking teal mare stood smiling. I blushed profusely, and Pinkie was probably blushing too. “You two look so cute together! She’s so romantic, Pinkie. I’m glad you finally got over that stallion that left all those months ago.” That gut wrenching guilt feeling came back. Why does Pinkie put up with me? I’m awful at this. “Plus, I had no idea you liked mares!”

“Uhh, thank you very much, Mrs. Cake! I... uhh, need to get back to work now,” Pinkie said. The mare by the door beamed brightly before turning back around and heading into the restaurant. Pinkie moved away from me and back to the counter where she picked up where she left off on her whisking duties. I stood up and made my way over to her.

I kissed her on the cheek. “Are you alright?” I whispered. She grinned back at me, her hair as poofy as I remember it being and her fur the usual hot pink. I smiled back. “Good. Now please, let me make it up to you?” She nodded. “Dinner tonight, this time at an actual restaurant?” She shook her head and my heart nearly stopped.

“Actually, I have to work late tonight. What about tomorrow?” Relief passed over me.

“I think that’ll work.” We kissed each other again and I backed away. “Alright, well I’ll pick you up at seven?” She nodded. “Seven it is, then.” I turned around to leave, grabbing a couple cupcakes off the counter and stuffing them in my mouth. It wasn’t a proper meal, but it would have to do until I could get some bits. I made a move to the door, but I was stopped by the sound of a metal bowl colliding with the counter.

“Oh my gosh, I almost forgot!” Pinkie gasped before turning her head. “Hey, Brian… try not to stop by Twilight’s house today. Oh, and if you do see her, tell her I said everything is A-Okay.” She beamed her full set of teeth at me, but I wasn’t exactly sure what to think.

“... Alright. Sure thing.”

“Okey-dokey-lokey!” She returned to her work and I pushed back through the door to the restaurant. No sign of Mr. Cake, but those ponies from earlier still remembered me, that was for sure. Their eyes were mixed between bewildered stares and disappointed gazes. Almost as if what I had done earlier was weird or something. I rolled my eyes. Please, you guys are the craziest, most sex-driven, kinkiest species I’ve ever seen, and I should know; I’ve been to San Francisco before.

I pushed my way through a small line that had formed at the counter and moved toward the front door, being careful not to slip on the mess I made earlier. Somepony should really clean that up. It smells like sex in here.

The door opened, and I was once again greeted with the pleasant, fresh smelling scent of the town of Ponyville. When I first got here, it smelled like a straight up barnyard stable. And I find it hard to believe that it’s just because we’re ponies. In fact, the entire time I’ve been here, I’ve only seen like two bathrooms. Where the hell does everypony do their business? Anyway, after a while, I kinda got used to it. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that I was one of them now.

My heart jumped for a minute as a pleasant feeling washed over me. I was one of them now. I wasn’t a human anymore, I didn’t have hands (which sucks, but whatever), I didn’t have canines anymore (again, that really sucks cause of the no meat thing), and I didn’t have a job anymore. I stopped, realizing my pitfall. I need a job, don’t I?

I thought about all the possible occupations I knew of, which amounted to about one thing… and it was bucking apple trees at Applejack’s farm. The farm in which I didn’t intend on visiting for quite some time. There was also… well, I couldn’t think of anything else really. I’m sure I could have done some odd jobs for cash, but honestly, I’m the definition of unskilled… unless fucking is a skill. Oh, and that’s just perfect because I can’t even do that now. I’d need a dick, and this thing in-between my legs is not going to be penetrated by a complete stranger… unless I’ve seen them on the show.

Hey, you gotta draw the line somewhere, right?

I started my way towards town hall, the place where I would surely be able to get some ideas. But then again, who the hell knows what I’d find? Maybe a bear will attack me, or perhaps there will be one of those casual orgies I’ve heard so much about. I could be shot! Do they even have guns here? Well, I guess I’ll find out after I wake up in the hospital.

I wasn’t exactly angry, but I wasn’t happy either. I hate to say it, but maybe I was getting a little homesick… or bodysick. I’d never gone that long without a dick in my life before, and honestly, I had never gone any length of time without a dick before. It wasn’t unpleasant, and sex felt freakin’ amazing! But it was like I was missing something, like I wasn’t complete.

A cacophony of loud noises broke my concentration and my mind was brought back to reality. The loud thuds and yells came from behind me, and I turned around to see what all the commotion was. A large wagon-type vehicle stood about ten feet away from me, hitched onto a large, gray, stallion pegasus with a set of gold armor on. He was serious, and from the looks of his apparel, one of Celestia’s guards.

“Halt! Halt, you!” I looked around for the one they were pointing at, but everypony I saw was looking right back at me. It was like they didn’t know who was getting arrested either. That sucks for that poor bastard, hehe. “Submit, or we will take you by force!”

I finally noticed the stallion that was making all the noise: a short fellow with a stocky frame and special armor. He was trotting in my direction with two taller guards flanking him. He stopped ten feet away and we stared at each other. I furrowed my brow. “Umm, can I help you?” I asked in the kindest way possible. I turned my head and got a look behind me, realizing that I was the only pony standing in the street at this point. Motherfu-

“Relinquish your weapons, and we will not harm you.” I stared at him with a bewildered look.

“Uhh, what? What do you mean weapons?”

“Ma’am, if you do not put down your weapons, we will be forced to subdue you by any means necessary!”

“What the hell are you talking about?!”

“Ma’am, do as you’re told and put down the weapons!”

Christ, is this guy serious? What the hell? “Dude, I don’t have any weapons! Where would I put them? In my tactical vagina?!” He gasped at my statement, looking as if he really didn’t know what to do. But then the bastard figured it out.

“Take her down boys, she’s resisting arrest.” Before I knew it, they were on me like flies to a bug zapper. I was pummeled to the ground, laying on my stomach as two stallions worked me over in a way that I didn’t want to be worked over. Nope, nothing but unpleasant grunts as they tried to slip some shackles on my front hooves. This is not the kind of stuff I’m into.

After my pathetic attempts to escape the burly guards, I was tossed into the middle of their wagon and huddled into the center as they all sat around me on the benches. The doors shut behind them and I felt the wagon start to accelerate until everything became all smooth.

Well… this is certainly happening. I stared at the guards trying to give them one of my evil glares, but none of them gave me any attention. We all kind of just sat there in awkward silence as a heavy wind screamed outside.

Things got boring, so my mind started to wander. Pinkie sure was sad earlier… I hope she feels better. We hit another bump and a shiver went up my spine as my glistening sex felt the soft rumbles of the floorboard beneath me, stimulating my new nub. Ooh, this feels good. Vibrations continued to shake my clit in a way that reminded me of my night with Rainbow the night before.

“Ahh.” I let out a small, feminine moan, catching the side glances of a couple guards. Their eyes instantly shot back to forward stares, but I licked my lips. It seemed as though I had found a new game to play. I rolled over out of a sitting position until I was laying down, legs out in front of me. This caught another few glances from three of the five guards within the cabin, trapping their attention permanently.

I gave a sultry smile and spread my legs out, revealing my soaked pussy to the squad of stallions, their eyes widening as I did so. Heh, I guess they’ve never seen a prisoner do this. I lowered my hooves down and gently rubbed circle around my lips, causing a wet, squelching noise to permeate through the air. “Ahh,” I moaned again, drawing the rest of their attentions.

But that’s not all the attention I was garnering, because five slightly smaller guards stood at attention, saluting me with flaring heads and compulsive twitches. That’s right, you want to mount me, don’t you? I’ve been a bad, bad mare, and you’re here to make me squeal until I squirt all over your cocks, right? My mind was livid with the image of me being torn apart by five stallions, each fighting for a chance to jam their dick into my dripping cunt. I almost came just thinking about it.

One of the guards moved to start rubbing his giant, equine cock with a hoof, but the commanding officer shot him a look. It was too late though. The guard only needed to touch his cock before streams of cum shot out, some landing across my folds, while the rest landing on the guard nearest to me. When I say came, I mean, he came! I thought I was a fire hydrant back when I was male, but jesus, this guy had a hair trigger attached to a fire hose. Nopony made a sound except for my moans as I rubbed his delicious seed across my cunt. It was warm and sticky, just the way I liked it. I gave it a lick, and my tongue met a pleasant, tangy taste that I wanted more of. Maybe if I get them to touch themselves, they’ll cum on me.

My fantasy continued. And just when I’m about to scream from your huge dicks tearing me apart, one of you will jam your cock into my mouth and I’ll suck it off. I shuddered at the thought of giving another guy a blowjob, but it felt too good not to think about it. I kept going, rubbing myself harder. Eventually, you’ll have me standing in between two of you, and I’ll be sandwiched. My pussy spasmed hard, pleading for something to stroke its walls on the inside. If only I hadn’t left the vibrator back at Sugarcube Corner.

Another stallion reached down and barely grazed his member, but even so, it began erupting that precious liquid I wanted more of. I opened my mouth as the strand shot into my face. I managed to catch a little in my mouth, but it was all over me. It tasted delicious, and that sweet musk was filling my nose and making me want to suck them off even more. Suddenly, another stallion twitched, but this time, he didn’t even make a move for his cock. Instead, he clenched his body as he ejaculated. He didn’t even touch himself and he came!

“Alright, men.” the commanding officer said. I almost sighed realizing that he wasn’t going to let any more of the guards shoot their loads. “You can look, but no touching her.”

“Huh?” I said, getting blasted with more cum from a stallion to my left. They were all vigorously masturbating around me, occasionally cumming onto my red coat before going back. All the while, I kept rubbing myself and licking the semen from my coat. For a moment I thought about how I used to be a guy and that what I was doing was wrong, but… fuck it, this is too hot. I rubbed even harder against my clit, practically screaming, all the while I tried catching as much cum in the air as I could from the stallions around me.

My thoughts kept going, thinking of the pleasurable humping I could have. Two of you will lift me up and lower me onto both of those flared dicks of yours, one in my ass and the other in my cunt. Or maybe… both in my cunt. I licked my lips. Yeah, and then while both of you are cumming inside me, another one will be ramming his cock deeper into my throat, spurting into my stomach while the other two clop in the corner.

“AHH!” I shouted, ejaculating on one of the legs to the guards. The stream of liquid was thick and plentiful. It was only outmatched by two more strands of stallion juice landing across my stomach just as I came. I panted heavily and laid back, completely worn out and covered in jizz. My eyes cracked open, half-expecting to see a line of stallions to fuck me. But sadly, they remained seated, having broken their stares and returning to their duty. I kinda felt bad for the guys. I know I don’t have the resolve to see a mare masterbate in front of me and just let them go. No, I would have been in her faster than you could say: “Hey, what the hell is that mare doing?”

Even the one I shot my juices on remained stoic, staring in front of him at nothing really. Almost all of them had a trail of thick, creamy cum flowing from their cocks and onto me. It looked so tasty, it’s all I could do not to try and break from my binds and lick every last one of their tips clean.

The wagon began to rumble again as I realized we had landed at our destination. I was most definitely in Canterlot, given the wind speed from outside, and the total distance covered took less than about five times the length it took to get from one side of Ponyville to the other… Actually, it was just a guess, but an educated one. It doesn’t take a brainiac to put two and two together. And it turned out, I was dead on.

The wagon doors opened and I was quickly rushed out to meet the gaze of several wealthy looking unicorns. I must say, they looked rather spiffy in their little top hats and dress coats. Even their hooves were polished and shined to match their level of richness. And me? Well, I looked like an absolute slob. One, from the looks I was getting, I still smelled like cum; two, my crotch and half of my coat was decorated with some random guards’ semen; and three, I was dressed in what most people would call prison garb. And something tells me that “prison bitch” is not the new style ‘round these parts.

Cold water flowed onto me as I yelped in surprise. One of the guards had taken a bucket of water and decided that now was “shower time”. I guess if he presented me to the the princess while I was covered in stallion butter, they might be in a little bit of trouble. I felt a hard nudge as I was ushered forward, the clinking of my chains following me as I trotted along. The guards certainly weren’t being very appreciative of the show I just put on for them. I mean, it’s not every day a mare masturbates for you, right? But then again, what do I know. It could happen every morning before breakfast. ‘Hey, honey, ready for work? Did you pack a lunch? Wanna watch me rub myself while I moan your name?’ Fucking ponies…

I was herded into what I assumed to be the castle, given the huge, cathedral-like doors in front. The inside was actually very modern looking compared to the outer walls. New furniture decorated the area, and new tapestries festooned the air. The carpets were velvet red and the thrones were absolutely gorgeous. I’m not sure if being a mare affected me in terms of decor appreciation, but I was impressed by the interior design. Part of me wanted to ask where I could buy some of the furniture for a house I didn’t own.

“Take off her chains, and then you may leave, guards. This is a private matter that only I can attend to.” The voice was loud, but regal, belonging to the tall, white mare sitting on one of the thrones. Her multi-hued mane flowed in a non-existent wind, and her golden accessories twinkled with sunlight. Her eyes were soft and happy looking, and her muzzle was expressionless. Her stomach was bulging out quite a bit, probably… Oh... shit. Oh shit! Oh shit, oh shit!

Words cannot express the feeling of horror I was experiencing just then. She was pregnant… and we… but I… and she…

“Well, fuck me…” I said, catching the princess off guard. It was only us in the room at that point and I’m not sure the first thing she expected me to say sounded like an invitation to mount me.

“What did you say, my little pony?” she asked, narrowing her eyes.

I stammered. “Err, I uhh… I said ‘hello Princess Celestia’.” Oh god, not even I would believe that bullshit. She stared at me for a moment.

“Oh, well then. Hello to you as well.” She broke into a smile and I relaxed a little bit. Hey, maybe I’m not so bad at lying after all. “I bet you are wondering why I summoned you here, aren’t you?” I nodded. “Well, you see, I have been searching for a red pony without a cutie mark for quite some time.” I gulped. “But it seems as though my guards may have made a mistake. You see, I’m looking for a stallion, not a mare.” She let out a chuckle, and I did my best to give one too.

“But…” she said as my heart skipped a beat, “I was wondering if you knew the one I am searching for. It is quite odd that you share such a resemblance. He’s a pegasus though, and you’re clearly not. But… perhaps you are related. Tell me, have you ever encountered a pony that goes by the name Brian?”

I was getting ready to lie. I prepared myself to blurt out whatever the first thing that came to my mind was, regardless of what it was. But that’s the thing: I couldn’t do it anymore. I couldn’t let myself keep lying, especially to the most powerful being in the whole country, if not the world! I took in a deep breath. I was done with it.

“A-actually,” I stuttered. She looked at me pensively. “I, uhh… I…” It was harder than I thought it would be, especially with the thought of armored guards in the next room. I cleared my throat. “It’s me. I’m Brian.” I shut my eyes and knelt onto the ground in a bowing posture. I didn’t dare look up into her eyes, afraid of the flaming intensity that the sun could bring down on me. I was the one who got her pregnant, and I was the one who left without saying anything. I could only assume what the press was saying about her in the papers, and she didn’t have any explanation to give them about the father.

My legs trembled and I heard the soft noise of hooves clopping against the ground. They were slow, but steady, and they were coming closer. Finally, I felt them stop in front of me. “Rise,” she said in a booming voice. I obliged, shakily standing up and lifting my head to meet her gaze.

We kissed. Or rather, she threw her lips onto mine. For a moment, I had no idea what was going on, but I hardly cared. Believe me when I say that I’m not one to usually turn down affection unless you’re a rapist or a creepy, old confectioner who is married, yet still finds the time to show off his dick to a girl that’s probably half his age. Our lips smacked together, and our tongues danced in each others mouths. The ruler of all Equestria shoved her tongue deeper into my muzzle, almost grazing the back of my throat. Erotically speaking, it was heavy, doc.

We broke away, a strand of saliva trailing between us. She giggled. “I’m so glad I found you. You have no idea how many guards I sent out. They’d been to Trottingham and the Griffon Kingdom, all to find where you were. At first I thought you left because…”

I nuzzled her softly, caressing my hoof against her belly. “You thought what?”

She looked up at me with sad eyes. “I thought… that you didn’t want to see me again…” She drooped down and didn’t look me in the eye. I was sort of taken back. Here I was afraid of the mare who I thought would simply throw me in a dungeon for what I did. But then this happened… and I realized something. No matter how the fandom had portrayed Celestia, no matter how high a pedestal she was put on, no matter any of that, she was still just a pony. Sure, she was old and wise, but she was still a mare. And these past couple days have sort of put me in touch with a feminine side I didn’t even know I had. I understood her.

“Hey,” I said, lifting her chin with a hoof. “I didn’t leave because I thought you were ugly. I left because I was forced to.” She smiled a bit. “I’m sorry that I couldn’t tell you before it happened, though. The mare that brought me here sent me back before I could tell anypony where I was going.”

Celestia furrowed her brow at this. “Who sent you back?”

“Oh, uhh, it doesn’t really matter any more, does it?”

She set a hoof on my shoulder. “Yes, it does matter. Give me the name.” Her voice transferred a little more force than earlier. It almost scared me a little.

I was a bit reluctant to answer, but… “Trixie Lulamoon,” I said, softly. “She’s a traveling performer that stops into Ponyville occasionally.” Celestia seemed to mull it over for a second before kissing me again on the lips. Thank god nopony was in here other than me and her, because she was downright going to town on some mare. Could royalty be homosexual? Huh…

We broke the kiss and Celestia motioned for me to follow her to the nearest door. She opened it with her magic and I stepped through. She waddled a bit as we made our way down a long passageway. Her voice interrupted the sound of our hooves clopping against cobblestone. “So you were sent back to your old world, correct?” I nodded. Wait, hold on a second.

“How did you know I wasn’t from Equestria?” I looked up to her curiously, but she hardly slowed her steady pace.

“Oh, Twilight told me all about you. She said that you weren’t from here and that you used to be something called a ‘human’. And then she talked about how wonderful you were and how she wanted to be with you…” she trailed off, smirking at me. I blushed. “And she was right, of course. You’re so well mannered for a stallion, and you really knew how to be delicate when we… you know.” I blushed even more, my face probably turning a darker red than my coat.

My mind went back to the instance Celestia and I had our little night of fun. It had taken a while to sneak into the castle, but I found a rather… unruly method that ended up working. Thanks to wings given to me by Trixie, mind you. I found her alone in her room, working on some letters to send to who I guessed was Twilight, but I wasn’t completely sure. In my mind, I was debating whether or not to take the plunge. I mean, all the other mares I had banged that day had just been regular ponies, but she… she was an alicorn and a princess. Not really something you’d want to piss off.

But then I smelled it. That intoxicating, delicious scent that tugged at my sheathe until my equine manhood peeked out to get a whiff of it too. That was all the incentive I needed.

I trotted in and without saying a word, came over, and began to get her into the mood. At first she started to protest, but then in a bashful moment when I licked her nose, her face turned red and let me continue my little show. I nipped at her ears and nuzzled her neck, all the while she blushed a deep red. Though, she wasn’t saying anything either. It took some nudging, but she finally laid down on her back, and I began to lick at her folds and suck on her clit. Moans that sounded like they had been suppressed for centuries were released into the air, alerting the guards to my presence. At first they tried to drag me off of her, but Celestia quickly put a stop to that. She told them that I wasn’t hurting her and that they should leave before she got angry.

The guards left and we went back to our fun, this time me standing behind her and her face on a pillow. Contrary to what I thought, her pussy wasn’t old and stretched like I expected it to be. Instead it looked something along the lines of Twilight and one of her friends: healthy and begging to be stuffed. I practically came when I crammed myself into her as her muscles beared down around me. For a pony who was somewhere over 1000 years old, her pussy was tight.

I humped the Princess of Equestria for a few minutes, trying my best not to blow my load in her before she got off. Which, from the sound of things, happened several times over the course of our fun. Every time my medial ring passed by her lips, she shuddered, and to my surprise, my flare was bottoming out. She may seem bigger on the outside, but on the inside, she was just the same as any other mare.

She cried out in what was her third orgasm, and I hilted inside her, spraying strand after strand of stallion cream into her cunt. My cock flared and created a barrier to contain my seed, but even so, it ended up leaking out of her hole and onto my cock. We both breathed hard for a minute, keeping in the exact penetrated position to prolong the pleasure. Eventually, I pulled out and we slept together in a pool of our juices. She was the big spoon and I was the little spoon because of her huge body frame, but it was still comfortable. The next morning we had a little more fun before I went back to Ponyville. I told her that I would return sometime, but little did I know, I would only have one more day in Equestria before I was banned.

“Thank you, Princess,” I said.

She looked down at me. “Please,” she pointed at her stomach. “I think we’re past the point of formalities now.” She giggled, and I found myself giggling as well. “And I really must thank you for allowing me to have a chance to get to know my personal student on a more personal level. With our foals on the way, we finally had an excuse to do things together, like talk about names... and the father.”

“So,” she started, sounding as if she wanted to change topics. “Would you be so kind as to tell me why is it exactly that you are a mare?” she asked.

“Oh yeah, that…” The elephant in the room had finally been addressed, but it still felt surreal talking about it. “When Twilight brought me back here, the spell messed up somehow and I was transformed. Twilight’s looking for a cure right now, so it could be a few days until I go back to normal.”

Celestia seemed to mull over what I said for a moment, but then closed her eyes and gave an approving nod. “Of course, of course. Magic is quite tricky, you know.” I nodded back to her.

Suddenly I had an epiphany. “Wait! Could you change me back? I mean, you’re a princess. You’ve got to know a spell for just about anything at this point.”

She glared at me with the intensity of a supernova, and I realized my mistake. “Uhh, I mean, you’re not old! Who said you were old? Not me, that’s for sure. You don’t look a day over… 1000? Uhh… is it getting hot in here or is it just me?”

Celestia giggled, much to my surprise and relief. “It is quite alright, Brian. I’m only joking.” She gave me a wayward smile as she continued to waddle down the hallway.

“Hehe, I knew that…” Trollestia strikes again.

“However,” she said, “I am afraid that I cannot change you back. That duty is up to Twilight.” Her voice was soft and comforting, but stern at the same time. She couldn’t change me back, that much I knew. I wanted to ask why, but some things are better left alone. And plus, knowing Twilight, she had to get her lecturing skills from somepony, and odds are it would be her teacher. The last thing I wanted was another magic theory discussion.

We turned a corner and kept heading down the hallway, passing by multiple wooden doors that I had no idea where they led to. Thank god I was being guided or else I might have become lost in the castle fun-maze. “But I am certainly glad you showed up in Ponyville where one of my agents was able to identify you…” her eyes grew wide. “I mean, where one of my passing guards was able to notice a resemblance to your description.” I gawked at her but shook it off. “And now that you are here, I can finally take care of those nasty journalists who are always asking questions. Of course you can come and go as you like, but for certain events, I would like you to escort me as my mate.”

I nodded to her, accepting the terms of our agreement. It’s not like I had any other choice, but I’d like to think she was asking my permission. “Oh, and I would like you to have an active part in the child’s life, if you would. I know a strong father figure is important to a foal, so I would like our future prince/princess to have it. The last thing I want to happen is for it to end up like my horrible nephew Blueblood did.” She visibly shuddered, and a rather unhappy image popped into my head. I shook it off.

Finally, we stopped in front of a large, ornate door with decorations of suns and clouds across it. “And of course,” she said opening the door with her magic. “I expect a good amount of pleasure in exchange for that monthly stipend I’m giving you.” Inside the room was a large bedroom with a balcony. The bed was round with a very comfy looking golden comforter on top. The sunshine flowed in, illuminating golden decorations along the wall, and bathing the room in a brilliant aura. A pleasant breeze rolled in, and the curtains swayed back and forth in rhythmic pattern. The whole room was just absolutely-

Vrroooooommmmm!

“What the hell!” I jumped up from the sudden noise, cupping my ears so they wouldn’t go deaf. I looked up and what I saw, I almost couldn’t believe.

Vrroooom! Vroooomm!

“I-I… is that a...?”

“Why, yes,” she answered. “It is a chainsaw dildo.”

Author's Note

Hey everyone, thanks for reading! I can't say how sorry I am that you all had to wait so long for this chapter. These past two weeks I've been crazy busy and the last day or two have been the only times I've had to write. Next chapter, though, will come a lot faster, I assure you. And as a bonus, it's going to be one of the cloppiest chapters of the whole story! Stay tuned because hopefully, I'll have it up sometime this week. :)

Oh, and for any of you who can't stand Button's mom, I promise that she's not an actual character in the story. She was only a very bad idea for a cameo. My bad guys! Enjoy the story, though, and trust me when I tell you that I DO have an overlying story to go with this. It may seem like just fetish fuel, but I swear, there's a plot (both kinds).