Surprisingly, it was actually Apple Bloom's own idea to invite the tendril pony over to babysit for the night.
The little filly had known him for a few weeks, and she always thought he was amazing and nice, so naturally her sister agreed on letting Jarvis help out. She and her brother had to take their grandmother out of town for a day, so she needed some watching.
More or less also to have somepony to at least check on the simple doings of the farm that needed tending to, possibly straying towards them being worried the farm filly would go crazy and somehow manage to destroy half of their home in some reckless idea of hers. It had happened before…Twice.
Luckily for Jarvis, Apple Bloom had already passed out up in her room, thanks to the stallions skillful storytelling abilities, actually being interesting at it.
He was content with nearly all of his little tasks not being due to be done until the early morning. He could stay up a little late, and relax in their cozy house.
It was nice, although he was reluctant to come simply for their convenience. Although kind, Jarvis sort of had a little 'peev' about helping others but getting nothing good out of it. It was an innocent enough thing, but occasionally prevented him from helping and being happy about it.
Either way, he accepted, assuming Applejack would offer him something nice enough. For now, he just lounged out, legs propped up on their living room table while he laid diagonal-ways on the fluffy brown couch, whilst twirling an apple-peeling mechanism in his hoof.
Being somewhat of a scientist himself- quite a big one- he thought devices like this interesting, even if simple. With black eyes squinting at how he could improve the little thing, he didn't expect a furry brown ball to abruptly jump onto the couch beside him, bumping against his leg.
He yelped a bit, accidentally flinging the wooden object out of his hoof. Luckily, a swift pink tendril lashed out and caught it, before it could knock something over. "Seriously, Winona? Calm down…" he mumbled as he watched the little puppy female bound off the couch, tongue sticking out- as usual- while she dashed a circle around the coffee table.
The pony rolled his eyes with humor as she nipped at his hoof on the table, before sprinting into the kitchen at full speed…and back.
Setting the peeler down on a nightstand near the couch, he folded his hooves, starting to feel a bit drowsy after relaxing so much tonight in the Apple's super-cozy home. He was curious as to why the brown-white dog didn't share this with him.
When the energetic Winona hopped back onto the couch, he managed to catch her in both his hooves and hold her still there, causing her to quietly bark and look at him excitedly, giving a big puppy grin with her tongue out.
"You," he said, "Why are you not tired. Sleep already, you're kinda annoying." He told her, eyebrows raised as the happy dog licked her tongue towards his face while he talked. Curiously, he tilted his head and stuck his tongue out.
Winona whined and squirmed, licking more quickly, trying to get at his tongue. "Blegh." He mumbled, letting her go, and watching her dart off again. "Weird dog is all excited when it's bed time."
Jarvis was known for very much being an animal pony, favoring all types of creatures- save for cats, not pussies, cats- and dogs were one of his favorites. But they just bugged him when they were mean or obnoxious.
The Apple's little puppy wasn't like that, she was just being too energetic when he was thinking of napping. "Hmm…" he sounded to himself, looking around for a way to calm her down or tire her out somehow. Sweeping a pink tendril down and picking up a blue rubber ball wedged between the couch and the floor, he smirked.
Whistling to get her attention, he tossed it into the kitchen. Winona glanced with her large brownish eyes at him, then into the dim kitchen. In an instant, she dashed, nearly slipping on her paws in excitement as she ran, grabbing the ball in her jaws and dashing back over to him, dropping it on the floor.
"Good girl…" he grinned, picking it back up, and pretending to chuck it back into the kitchen, but actually whizzed the ball to the other side of the living room. The puppy was swift to catch on, used to this trick as she ran straight for it, catching the ball before it bounced twice.
Hopping onto the couch, she dropped it at his side, tail waggling rapidly. He could already hear the young dog panting. Smiling more, he decided to test her jumping, and tossed the ball again, this time straight up, watching as Winona's muzzle followed it, and she pushed up with all her might.
Leaping up high, she caught it in her teeth on the way down, almost missing, but landing perfectly on all fours. "Impressive," the tendril pony chuckled, curling a pink appendage around the ball again, which she still held in her mouth. "C'mon, gimme, I wanna see you jump again." The stallion said, trying to tug it, obviously not wanting to hurt the dog, not sure why she playfully growled when he tugged.
But when he ran a distracting hoof over her ears, and rubbed softly, he snickered as she dropped it into his tendril. Rubbing softly, he liked the adorable shiver she made…but found it strange when she started to gently lick at his pink tendril still at her mouth.
Winona poked the ball out of its hold, and started licking at it rapidly, quickly getting excited at the smooth texture of the powerful appendage. Her Obviously innocent action sent a tingle up and down the tendril pony's back, causing him to wince a little. "Hey, cut it out."
The puppy didn't hear him, she loved the feeling of his super soft tendril in her mouth, and she gently closed her jaws on it, totally incapable of causing it pain, but very much the opposite of causing Jarvis a rather uncomfortable, somewhat funny tingle to run up and down his back.
She kept it in her mouth as if it was hers, and he was a little hesitant to pull it out, but still tried again, "Winona, bad dog."
She glanced up at his face with her brown eyes, and kept licking, almost as if challenging him in her own ways, tongue running along its length. He made a soft groan, and frowned at her, wiggling the tendril a little, and sliding it down the dog's mouth a bit reluctantly.
But this got her to let go, making a little coughing sound as she took a step back, but ended up clumsily tripping, falling on her belly onto one of his relaxing legs. A completely unwanted blush had crossed the stallion's face at the feeling her smooth, but loveably rough tongue gave. "Sheesh, you're weird…" he mumbled, hiding his licked tendril behind the couch.
Winona squeaked softly, and surprising him, gripped her paws around his leg, hugging her bare, warm body to his fur. He laughed at her slightly, "Fine, as long as you sle-" his eyes widened a bit as he stared at the puppy, who was starting to softly move her furry body up and down against him…more specifically, her hips.
"Are you humping me?" Jarvis blurted out, two of his tendrils extending towards her to pry her off, practically in revulsion. But as the innocent puppy let out a little shiver against him, she answered, and now he felt a tiny dampness on his leg.
Realizing an innocent, young female was humping him, he softened his anger a little, and tried tapping her shoulder, "Winona, you shouldn't be doing that…it's just weird." He said quietly, watching the puppy's eyes close as her paws gripped, humping herself faster and more excitedly.
He could feel her furry nethers pressing against his leg, growing hotter each moment as she gave a little bark at his tap. "This is so weird…" Jarvis whimpered a little, watching her tail wag rapidly.
But being put into such a situation, and still feeling fuzzy from his tendril tingles, the inevitable, strange idea edged its way into his mind while he watched her. With a quick, cautious glance at both sides of the room, he lowered his head, and snuck a silent, pink tendril down edging its slenderness along the couch, and behind his legs, curling around, grazing up through his blue fur, before gently poking at one of the puppy's gripping hind paws as it moved back and forth.
Gulping a little at his own mind's thoughts, he rubbed the tendril back and forth against her leg, noticing it twitch slightly at her thoughts. He watched the pleasuring puppy's small face as she let out quiet puppy coos to nothing, causing him a tiny, depraving smile. Particularly because of how perverted he was, and how funny he saw this situation as.
"Winona." He said quietly, this time softly into her left ear, causing her eyes to peek open a little and glance at him, smiling and licking his nose as her muzzle was also blushing slightly. He chuckled and took that as an opportunity to softly poke his tendril tip at the puppy's nethers that were humping against him.
She didn't turn her head, she just froze, humps slowly stopping as she knew that it was him, recognizing the texture and feel of his warm tendril, emitting a gentle, good growl as she felt it. Unsure what to do though, she just sat there and tilted her head curiously as she watched him.
Jarvis tried to offer a little awkward, sheepish smile at the dog's emotion-filled face, feeling a bit strange knowing that she was aware, as he expected her to be oblivious, but she knew what he was doing, and didn't reject the feeling. Winona actually lifted a small leg a little to readjust herself.
Seeing this, he quickly slipped his tendril in between her legs, nuzzling it against her belly so now she was propped up, with her tummy and nethers laying on the tendril now. The puppy squirmed, and looked down, licked at the tendril tip curiously. This caused Jarvis a little gasp, and shiver.
As he expected, and secretly hoped, the female started to gently hump herself again, excited even more, now rubbing herself against his much soft, much better tendril, very smooth, warm, and quite stimulating for the already pleasured dog.
The tendril-pony stared at her, nearly wide-eyed as he realized it worked when Winona softly humped her damp, innocent slit against his tendril, which was driving him almost crazy. It wasn't that sensitive, it was more the utterly bizarre situation that was affecting him, and making the tingles run down his back and to his flank.
Jarvis would probably never admit it to anypony else ever, but he was actually happy and intrigued to see the little cute puppy being pleasured, especially by herself, with his aid. It was almost comical how she softly kept rubbing her furry tummy and underside against the smooth surface of his now damp tendril.
Seeming cautious, and actually embarrassed at the situation he had let himself be in, he glanced around one more time, before he extended his hoof, gently placing it on Winona's back, rubbing up to her ears- which she very much loved- and down her sides. As he stopped at her bucking flank, he smiled again, and carefully started helping her, pushing her butt back down with each hump, getting the tendril surface to push at her nethers and tummy.
The puppy was panting desperately now, tongue hanging out with excitement as she knew what was coming, having done it a few times before. But this time she had someone helping, and it felt greater than ever with his tendril. She only rubbed faster, speed picking up, with his hoof just increasing the depth in which she humped at.
Jarvis enjoyed the feeling of the animal's cute, furry flank in his hoof, but he was practically grinning when he witnessed Winona's body being pushed into a sudden, powerful puppy orgasm. Her tail stood on end before curling on his hoof, and her hips pressed hard into his tendril, hot puppy juices leaking out all over it and dripping onto his leg, while she emitted a few sharp barks.
With this, Jarvis panicked, and put another tendril at her mouth, easily slipping it inside her muzzle for her to desperately lick at. He knew Apple Bloom coming down would mean trouble, so he let the puppy finish her strong, blissful climax silently.
To help, he moved his tendrils back and forth, adding friction and movement for her to feel while she rode the lovely waves. Her feelings went through him in tender tingles as well, causing Jarvis to be overjoyed at the puppy's squirms of delight.
He was snickering quietly to himself as he caressed her now still flank.
"Good doggy…" he said, smiling into her eyes as she watched him happily, licking at his tendril laying in her mouth.
It was this situation specific where Jarvis would be acting so lovey and cuddly. Minutes had passed with Winona being exhausted and almost limp, in which he had gently scooted her beside him, where he now softly groomed her back and ears with his muzzle, smiling as he kept telling himself 'I just made a dog cum.'
When his nose sniffed a little down near her flank, he thought she wouldn't mind if he took a look at the puppyhood he had just helped pleasure. Carefully, he nudged her tail aside as he peeked at the unaccented, innocent puppy nethers.
Sniffing, he was taken aback a little by the powerful scent. It was nowhere near what he expected. It smelled like dog more than anything, but that was mixed with the strange female sex juices that he liked quite a lot, although not the best most heavenly it could be, which was a bit too strong for his sniffing leisure.
At this, an idea sparked his mind, causing him to smirk. "Hey girl, why don't you come with me?" he asked as he tenderly lifted the puppy carefully onto his back with four comfy tendrils, laying her securely as he climbed off the couch. "I have an idea you might like."
The brown puppy emitted a soft whimper as he clicked on the downstairs bathroom light, immediately suspicious and unsure of whatever his intentions could be. But Jarvis chuckled, "Don't you worry, I'm really good at giving baths," he nodded at her.
These words slightly soothed her, knowing that he was very kind, and thought he might not want to cause her discomfort. Feeling safe as he set her down on the rug and turned the bath water on, Winona smiled and sat there on her flank, tail wagging excitedly.
It took but a couple minutes to fill the water to a comfortable height. He lifted the puppy into the air gently, and stepped into the water with her in his hooves. Closing the blue shower curtain with a hoof, he smiled at Winona's happy face as he sat down in the warm, still-running water. Setting her down in front of him, he reached for a pink little wash cloth, "Alright, let's get started."
A gentle summertime family tune started playing as he started scrubbing the little puppy behind the ears, causing her to smile and bark quietly at him, and splash his face with water.
Jarvis smirked at this and wrung the cloth over her head, drenching her fur with the warm trickles, soaking her fur in an instant, before just doing it again.
When Winona wagged her tail, he could tell she was already enjoying her playful bath, and he carefully held her sides to scrub at her face, and carefully down her white furry chest, and down her soft warm tummy. "Did I tell you, you're freaking adorable?" he asked curiously, as his pink cloth went down and brushed its wetness through her puppy nethers.
She playfully growled and clambered up in his lap, looking at him excitedly before starting to lap at his muzzle quickly. Instantly, Jarvis made a 'blegh' sound and turned away. But he noticed this only made her tilt her head in confusion.
Hating to see his puppy sad, he shrugged, "What the heck." He mumbled, and hugged a hoof around her as he kissed Winona on the snout. She grinned excitedly and started licking his mouth right back, fast and slobbering a little. But he held a hoof up and stopped her, "Ah, ah…" he shook his head, and returned it with another gentle, close kiss on her snout.
Winona tilted her head at this, a little blush on her face again as she tried copying him, kissing back carefully, not just jumping into licking. Jarvis thought it was the weirdest thing ever, but he absolutely loved it…
The bath was short and wet and adorable, and full of little kisses between the puppy and pony. When she was all scrubbed up and clean, he climbed out with her, carefully wrapping himself in a red towel, before lifting her up with a couple tendrils, plucking a filly-sized pink towel robe from the bathroom hooks. "Perfect." He smirked, fitting his little puppy into the slightly too-big fluffy robe.
Gently, he scruffed it through, rubbing the wet puppy in all areas and ruffling her fur with a laugh, finding her sneezing adorable. But soon, Winona was all wrapped up in the loose robe, looking like a fluffy little furball of fluff who was damp but dry, and very much comfortable.
Jarvis had walked back out to sit her on the couch again, sniffing at her lovingly this time to catch the amazing scent of strawberries on the puppy, making a mental note to laugh later at Applejack owning such a scented shampoo.
Sighing happily as he sat beside the female dog, he chuckled as he glanced at her curious stare, "Well aren't you just an adorable ball of fur?" he smiled, slipped a tendril out from his robe and poking her nose with it.
At this, Winona barked quietly again, and clambered up into his lap suddenly, licking at his furry chest this time. The tendril pony snickered soft, and hugged his hooves around the furry, robed puppy, turning her around and sitting her in his lap as he sat there and relaxed, staring forward while a tendril stroked at her ears soothingly.
When she licked up at his face again, he glanced down at her again curiously, "You want more, don't you?"
All he caught was a tail wag and an excited looking female.
"Oh alright…" he smiled, kissing her on her wet nose as his tendril snaked downward and very softly rubbed at her tummy. Winona squeaked and pawed at the tendril excitedly, watching its subtle movements, happy to see it graze her belly fur, and poke her fuzzy, damp nethers.
She emitted a little squeak, while Jarvis began focusing again, this time with a new objective, as his smooth tendril tip poked, but was a bit more persistent, actually giving a soft pressing motion. This told the girl puppy that he was trying to go inside this time. Her tail wagged as her tongue hung out, legs tensing up a little, preparing herself for his loveable tendril.
He smiled and nipped his puppy's ear soothingly, before the tendril began to push, feeling everything as her slit started stretching instantly, allowing the appendage its first inch of access into her puppy body as he kept sinking it with gentle care. He just wanted to please this cute little puppy again, adoring her little pleasure movements and noises.
Winona gave a happy growl as she felt him entering, as it was the first thing to push into her body before, and it only felt amazing to her. Jarvis reveled as his tendril caught every little grip and trickle of liquid that touched it, tip sinking a full two inches into the innocent canine.
He gave Winona another kiss as he rubbed her belly, tendril slipping out to satisfy his own curiosity. She squirmed uncomfortably and watched him, unsure what he was doing as he brought the tendril to his mouth, and took a little lick at it. Eyes going a little wide, he looked down and stared at the puppy's face.
"Winona…you're going to love this…" he said as two of his careful appendages helped push the puppy onto her back, and up against the corner of the couch. He smiled at her and nodded as he scooted forward on his belly, giving her own furry one a soft little kiss.
She titled her head excitedly, washing is every move with anticipation, knowing he still had more planned for her, and she was going to find out what as the tendril pony kissed her puppy neck, before his snout slowly glided across her ruffled, still damp fur.
Nuzzling his snout in between her furry little legs, Jarvis felt happy and at home as he pressed his mouth up to her innocent slit, and gave it a little kiss. This action drove Winona to loudly bark in delight, tail wagging beneath them rapidly.
He poked a tendril back at her mouth to ensure she didn't disturb the filly of the household. "Shh…" he gave her a grin as he went back between her legs, and slid his long, slender pink tongue against her furry, scented slit.
Jarvis was getting his first taste of puppy, and didn't mind it at all, as his amazing tongue glided around her thighs, and licked up a delicious-looking trickle of her juices that dripping from her tiny entrance. With excitement to please her, he smiled and wiggled his tongue into her little body.
At this, Winona gave him a whine of pleasure, and started licking quickly at his tendril in her snout. Her tongue sent the pony sudden, sharp tingles of delight again, but now they were better than ever, because he knew exactly what was going on, and just how much she was loving it.
Carefully, he circled his tongue inside her super-tight, hot tunnel, stretching it a couple times, which drove Winona crazy, only causing her to speed up her pace and put her whole mouth on his quivering tendril, licking even more quickly.
With Jarvis' tongue driving into the clean puppy's strawberry-flavored nethers, she was whimpering and kicking her legs, and he knew exactly what was coming through her hips right now. But he had his own intense shudders to worry about, almost unsure what was going to happen.
Jarvis quickly found out, gasping in shock as she nibbled his tendril. His body was suddenly sent into a completely unexpected, fuzzy orgasm of its own, and that was alone from the puppy's licking on his sensitive tendril!
He froze, tensing up as his body shuddered powerfully from the little puppy causing such a thing. But he knew he had to focus on her, and buried his tongue in even deeper, taking the little puppy as his own as he lapped up her insides, keeping his tongue still as he happily realized what her legs clenching his head meant,
Winona was having her second climax, as her juices spilling out onto the pony's muzzle said this was the best she'd ever had, puppy tummy fluttering with happiness as she held onto him with all fours, tongue rapidly licking at his tendril as both of them went through the two strangest, and most blissful orgasms they'd ever had.
Later that night, one would find a sleeping puppy with a sleeping pony's tongue buried inside her. It was cute. Very.
