A distinct lack of pants

We paused before walking inside, "So...no lace?"

"No." Octavia pushed me aside and stormed inside. I followed after rebounding off the door frame.

"Oh...holy shit..." l was almost immediately groin to ass with a pair of mares, waiting at the counter. Blue and orange really do go well together...

Rarity quickly peeled around the corner, "As promised," Sensible skirt, nice blouse and...she's wearing a bra...there's no way she's not. She's had boobs for two days now and she's already made a bra...damn her and her forethought. "Rainbow Dash..." She levitated a set of what looked like gym clothes to the blue one, "Applejack..." Denims and a tee shirt to the orange...she's gonna rip em...no way jeans can hold thighs like that. The blue one walked off, while the orange one got dressed in front of me. Frigga...hold...hold! The orange one shook her legs out, HOLD!!! I could mentally hear the seams screaming.

"Hold damn you! HOLD ON FOR YOUR LIVES!" I screamed tightening my stance, those pants were god damn troopers, holding back her massive thighs.

"What tha hay?" She whirled around, a loud rip sounded from her new jeans.

"Augh!" I grabbed my face as it flew back, "They didn't hold..."

"Oh!" Rarity yelped before stifling a laugh, "Oh dear...Applejack I may need to make some adjustments."

"What I do-" she looked back. Rarity had made a small slit in the back of the pants for her tail, that hole had ripped wide open. "Ah..." She quickly yanked them off, "Hmm...yep..." Rarity took them and started off towards the back.

"I knew it...look at those thighs!" I walked over to the counter. "Could crush walnuts between those." I could feel the mare staring at me, "Uh..." I met her slightly confused visage, "Vincent Arroyo...Canterlot pianist." I stuck my hand out.

She cocked her head and looked at my hand, "Applejack, Apple farmer." She met my hand. This mare was damn tough, handshake felt like a damn vice. "Now why ya talkin' bout ma thighs?"

"Uh..." I looked behind me, Octavia was hiding in the corner, mortified by my behavior no doubt, "Because you murdered an innocent pair of jeans...also they're massive."

She gave a slightly confused smile, obviously not used to my jokes, but she could recognize that it was, "Apple buckin' helps."

Rarity finally came back, "Only a quick fix- oh, how can I help you?" She handed the jeans back to orange and looked at me.

"Wow...thanks..." I groaned out, "Is my voice not unique?" Her ears twitched, "See...you do remember."

"Well well well," She chuckled, "It would seem Mr. Arroyo has come back home, Canterlot too much for you?"

I smiled as I met her at the counter, "Being stuck around uptight gits, overly eager to waste money...yeah it does tend to drag on."

"Believe me darling, I understand all too well." We met each other smile to smile.

"...gods it's good to see you again," I reached out and pulled her into an over the counter hug, "How's life been!?"

"Interesting to say the least," She returned the hug, only a bit more dainty than mine. But as all good things do it ended, "How have you been?"

"Good," i leaned my hip into the counter, "Surrounded by buxom, beautiful, and bewitching mares." I gave a wink to the orange one, she gave a small smirk in return, "But it's created a very new problem for me,"

"Oh?"

"I need some new clothes, with a tail hole."

She gave a deep sigh, "How did I know..."

"Oh and some black cloth." She gave me an odd look before shrugging, "Oh...and some clothes for her too," I pointed back to Octavia's corner. She slowly slunk over.

"Afternoon Rarity..." She croaked hanging her head to the floor.

"Oh...you two know each other?" I asked poking my head between them.

"That's one way to put it...Vincent I owe you a favor but her..." She smirked at me before looking towards Octavia, "You pay."

I started busting up, accidentally bumping into the orange mare, now fully clothed.

Octavia stiffened up, "How much! Money is no-" She was caught like a deer in headlights.

Applejack leaned over to me, whispering in my ear, "Was' wrong with her?"

I started snickering, "She doesn't have any money..." Applejack gave a few hearty chuckles as did I.

"It's not funny!" She snapped at us, Applejack recoiled slightly while I just kept laughing, "Idiot...Rarity I need clothes...something, anything! Surely we can come to a deal.

"I can't breathe..." I was hold onto Applejack to keep from falling over. I could just see Rarity's evil grin coming back.

"Vincent~" Rarity called out with a singsong voice, "How good is she at scrubbing floors?"

"Uh...pffff- I don't know, I haven't seen my bathroom wall." Rarity cocked her head as Octavia stared daggers at me, "But I've seen her on all fours, it's a good look for her...pfff- Ahahaha" I don't know what made this so funny but my stomach was starting to hurt, "All she wanted...was some freakin' pants...now....oh god it hurts." I slowly slid down to the floor.

Applejack helped me up, "Ain't that funny partner..."

Rarity gave me a rather concerned look, "Vincent are you alright?"

"...let him squirm..." Venom rode Octavia's speech.

I steadied myself on the counter, "Just...a whole bunch of crazy shit has been going on...and...pfff, she...uh-" I wiped a tear from my eye, "She got paddled by a mare a good ten or so inches shorter than her." I got an awkward stare from the entire room. I quickly straitened out, "...so...what ever happened to the other mare..."

"Rainbow Dash, I- actually...she has been gone a long time." rarity took a moment to ponder, "I think she went to change but she's been gone quite a while."

Excellent deflection brain!

You're welcome.

"Ah'll go find her." Applejack started off behind the counter.

I was torn, part of me wanted to find Sweetie Belle and say hi...but the other half of me wanted to watch what was going to happen to Octavia, "So...clothes...about how long."

"Are your measurements the same?"

"Save this thing," I grabbed my tail and waggled it around, "Yes."

"Soon...as for you-" She whipped her head around, landing on an annoyed Octavia, "I have the cutest outfit for you."

"Well....I guess I'll go find...the others..." I started to slink off behind the counter. I stopped to whisper to Rarity, "Take pictures." I walked back into the shop, "Octavia I'll tell Rose you'll be back before dark!"

"Cow's ass!"

"Love you too!"

"Hi!" I bumped into Sweetie Belle in the back of the shop, "Who are you, and why are you in my sisters house?" She asked with an obtuse smile.

"To..." crap...joke.exe has failed, "I got nothing...it's Vince from sham- wow...wow....did that really just happen?" I mentally slapped myself, "Stupid...anyways...it's me: Vince!" I struck a pose, "Neat dress."

"Vince...pancake Vince?" She leaned in to look at me.

Pancake Vince...not the pianist, or even Rarity's friend, "Yes?"

She looked my over before latching onto me, "Hmmm..." Not today boner...try it and I will cut you off with a pair of shears. "Yeah...it's you," She tightened her grip, "You said you'd stop though..."

Fuck...this kid has a nose like a doberman... "I know..."

She looked up at me, a slight pout riding on her face, "Stop it...it's bad for you."

"...I- you really know how to make me regret every dam- dang cigarette. I'll try."

She let go and ran off, "You better!"

Applejack arrived just as she left, "What was that about?"

"...guilt trip." Seriously I buy one pack and she's on me like a drug dog.

"Pardon?"

"Nothing...you find your friend yet?"

She turned to the pair of stairs in the small rotunda, "Not yet, running out of places to check though."

"So...shall we?" I walked up the stairs. I started knocking on the doors.

Eventually one rang back. "Go away!" Rude...

Applejack shoved me aside, rude...again... "Rainbow you alright in there?"

"No...looks stupid..." The voice shot back quickly. Me and Applejack just looked at each other, I gave a quick shrug while Applejack tried the nob. "No!"

Applejack looked at me, "Ah have an idea...but if anypony asks it was yours."

"...so this idea's bad then..."

She nodded and leaned into the door, "Uh, Rainbow. I think I see tank outside, he's driften' off."

The door slowly peaked open. A blue head rounding the corner towards the window. Applejack quickly pushed the door in and forced her out, "Hey! Not cool!"

I looked her over, black pair of gym shorts and a sport top. "You said you looked stupid..."

Rainbow Dash whipped her head around to me, "Yeah well who- whoa..." Her wings flung open with a loud foom, nearly catching Applejack in the jaw. "I mean- uh..."

So this is how it feels....Octavia always made it look like she didn't like it. I gave a sharp whistle, "Oi, up here." Her gaze glanced me in the eyes before shooting back down to my stomach, "There's not even anything to see right now..."

"So uh...hi...I'm...uh..." Wow. This is happening.

"Rainbow Dash?" I asked reaching out for her wing.

"What? Wait- yeah! Best flyer in-nininin- ah!" I grabbed a loose feather between my fingers and yanked it. Her left wing pulled off an exceedingly loud flap. "Oh~" She shuddered as she pulled her wing around to cover her, "I..."

I studied the feather, "Weird...I kinda wish I was a bird..." Strange musings as always. "You mind if I keep this?" I twist it between my fingers as I asked.

"F-for what?" Wow...timid...this mare didn't strike me as timid, "I mean yeah... but why?!?"

"I don't know...maybe I'll put it in a hat" Having nowhere to put it I stuck it in the tangled mess of my mane, "Huh..."

I looked back to see the mare hiding behind her left wing, "I...you...do you wanna- no- gotta go! Stupid shorts and...things..." She stuck around for a moment before darting off.

"Weird...anyways, that's sorted..." I looked at Applejack, she was grinning wide, "Yeah I know...anyways, pancakes? I know a place."

She gave another trademark chuckle, "Sure thing there, Casanova~" Country attempt at sexy...six out of ten good effort.

"Anyways...I meant what I said about pancakes,"

"Oh...ah suppose. You payin'?"

I patted my hips, "...with what mon-...we'll see...depends who's working there." I started down the stairs, she followed slowly behind.

"S'cuse me?"

"Idea...also...pancake...also...also."

She caught be by the shoulder and spun me around, "That don't make no sense..."

"...I know...that's what makes it genius." I grabbed her forearm and started out of the shop. Octavia was scrubbing the floor in a french maid's outfit, very sexy blah blah. "Be back by dark, bye Rarity!" I bolted out with Applejack in tow. Jokes could wait...potential sexual partner and pancakes comes first.

We stepped into the shop, "...I wasn't planning on it, no offense but I'd rather keep my head away from those beasts...both of them. I'd rather keep them from being crushed to dust." I jeered. Applejack just rolling her eyes away from me. "Anyways go find a seat, I'll see about food." She tipped her hat and walked off. Farm girl saunter. All I could think about was actually crushing coal into diamonds between them. She probably had enough force in her legs to kill me in one angry kick.

I slowly turned my attention away from the looming threat and walked over to the counter, same lazy mare...same lazy look...same grey fur...same white mane...same...everything...for changing entirely this girl hadn't changed one bit. I knocked on the counter twice, "Whau~?"

"Treble...hi..." I waited for her to pick herself up, "Question..."

"Wait...what?" She had a glazed look over her eyes, "Wait...I know you...you're...the guy...Piano dude...! What's with the collar..." Even her exclamations were somehow lazy...how the hell?

"...gods damn you make me want to try pot..."

"Pot...?"

"...I will end you...anyways I- fuck...completely derailed...." I turned away from her and had a small fit, "Ah- Okay! ...oh fuck it...I was gonna be funny about this but you...you look...hello?" Bitch did you fall asleep on me!? "Treble!" I slammed the counter. She snapped up and stared lazily at me, "Sex?"

"What...?"

I slammed my hand on my forehead, nearly driving my horn though it, "Sex. You, me, maybe someone else. You in?"

She actually started to show emotion, embarrassment...lazy embarrassment, "Wait...you...and me...and...but you...and me...we...sex...but...I..."

I nearly ripped my mane out, "Yes sex! In or out!?"

"Well...I...with...with me...and you...together..." She took an extremely long pause, "But...why...I mean...I...with you...is...I..."

"Oh for fuck's sake!" I reached over the counter and grabbed her by the shoulders, shaking her wildly, "Yes or no!?"

"I don't...I...maybe....I just-" I pulled her close and locked our lips, it was all I could do to keep myself from screaming profanities. She resisted at first as my tongue prodded her lips, eventually letting me in. She tastes like coffee...the most lethargic entity in existence...tastes like coffee...fuck this world. I pinned her tongue and quickly let my roll of hers, at least I could beat her in this regard. She was mumbling softly still, eventually giving out into long drawn out moans. I answered each one with a grunt. She in turn increased her moaning. This was getting stupid...

I dipped her head back, taking complete control of her, her eyes closed shut as I was the only thing left keeping her upright. Her hands hung limply off my shoulders as I could feel her gently try to pull away. She tried to open her mouth, only letting me close my lips around her tongue, I flicked it with my own. There she went...and...she...was...gone. Her hand slipped off my shoulder as her moans started to fade into a single long hum.

I pulled her away with a loud gasp. She gave a few soft whimpers as she regained her ragged breath, her tongue was still lolling out of her open mouth, still humming. Eyes jammed shut, refusing to realize I was gone. I could even see her lips twitching, tongue squirming slightly. I think I broke her...

"Treble..."

"Huhah~? Why'd you stop?" Oh now you say a full sentence...

"Just...sex...yes or no?"

"I...I don't think I....but..."

"Treble!"

"I-" She jammed her eyes shut and threw her head forward. A quick peck met my lips, "Yes..."

I felt my rage peak. My eye was on the verge of twitching, "You...all of my rage..."

She took my hand in hers, "Show me..." She pulled my around the counter, "Follow..." Even when being lead to something that would be extremely strenuous she was still, fucking, lazy.

I hurried pace, nearly skewing her on the way. She pulled me into a large single stall bathroom. She quickly bent herself over the sink and spread her legs, "...I hope you know...I'm going to destroy you." I grunted as I lined myself up with her.

I could see her smirk in the mirror, "...good..."

I gave a strange snort as I felt myself flop out of my sheathe. I wasted no time in spreading her open. She was already dripping onto the floor so better to get this underway. I lined my slightly limp member up with her slit. I leaned over her, still perched to penetrate. I leaned in, letting my chin rest on her shoulder, "Prepare-" I gave her a quick prod, a small gasp was my reward, "For-" another, "the-" Another. "Thic-"

"Oh just shove it in already you freakin'  gaylord!" Well... I pulled away, her hips thrusting back as I did, "Dude!" She barked angrily, staring at me in the mirror.

I was still pressed into her back, a quick lean forward saw me breathing past her ear, "That wasn't very nice...now I have to start over." I gave the tip of her ear a quick nip.

"D-dude- Ah~ Don't be a tool..." I jabbed her hole, letting my member dig in ever so slightly, "Come on dude! I am literally begging you to impale me! DO IT-" I reached around and jammed my fingers in her mouth. She bit down slightly, her tongue instinctively shooting to them.

I took her ear back into the corner of my mouth, I stared her down in the mirror, "Be quiet...we're still in public...now, let's start again." I took her entire ear into my mouth, grinding it softly between my teeth and flicking the tip with my tongue, "One..." I jabbed her, "Two..." Another jab, she moaned into my fingers. "Three..." I let my thumb run a long her soft lips, I let her mane cascade over my nose, vanilla, how pleasant. "Fou- actually..." She bit my knuckles, "Ow- Four..."

I slowly sunk it in, inch by inch my cock was quickly wrapped up by her. I pulled my mouth away from her ear, letting my grunt past her cheek. Her slicked insides were trying to pull me inside, I had to use all of my control not to just jam inside, I wanted her to suffer...lethargy meets lethargy and what not. I reached the half way point, my mid-ring popping past her opening. Her mouth popped open, I pressed my index and middle fingers into her tongue, pinning it down. She was all but drooling.

My hand that was previously spreading her wide was now on her ass, my thumb prodding her other hole, threatening to puncture her on my whim.

My collar's tag jangled as I hilted. Trebles back arching wildly, she took back to sucking wildly on my fingers, greedily lapping at them like a...well...a mare in heat. She grabbed my forearm with one hand, letting her left reach back, grabbing my own hand. She pushed her tongue between my fingers letting her fleshy tongue dance around. She guided my left down, away from her button. She dug her fingers into herself. My cock now had company at the base.

I slowly pulled out, her body was not happy about it, squeezing me and trying to lock me inside. Had she not have soaked me in her juices she might have actually done it, but I won out, letting just my head escape her burning tunnel. I held myself just inside her. She was going to town on my fingers, reaching her thumb up for button. I slowly started sinking myself back inside, burying my thumb into her as I did.

I quickly started picking up pace, her fingers still accompanying me, serving as a stopping point. I quickly pulled my fingers from her mouth using my newly free arm to pick her leg up higher. Her hoof dangled against my thigh as I repeatedly punctured her. Her right hand was now pressing her off the mirror, trying to get myself further inside her.

The only thing I could see between my looks at the mirror was Treble's hair sitting softly in the sink. With her mouth no longer stuffed she was squeaking out obscenities and squeals.

I quickly picked up my pace, the bathroom slowly filled with wet shloorps and plods as I pumped her insides with my meat. I was slowly building up, the moist heat of her flesh quickly bringing this to a close. She gripped my like a vice as my juiced dick slid out, and clamped down hard as I hilted, jamming her towards the mirror.

"Du-du-dude~" Her head fell towards the sink, "I'm...ah...more...more please...I'm- cuming!" My eyes shot open. I felt her start to crush my member. I managed one last pull back, before jamming so far forward her hoof was lifted from the ground. I shot upright a my hand pulled out of her button, raising both her legs up and wide open for one final round of vigorous thrusts.

I jammed myself as deep inside her as I could, letting myself paint her insides. She was gone, fucked stupid into the sink. I just kept pumping her womb, splattering her organs with my seed. Pure heat corked inside her by my massive head. I let her legs fall, hanging limply off the edge of the sink. I was still corking her, I let my hands reach under her, caressing her lower stomach. I shifted my hips left and right, sloshing the love liquid inside her.

I didn't want to pull my length from her warm insides, it was cold in here...he would shrivel up and go back inside me all messy. As I have already learned, cleaning the sheathe; big pain in the ass.

Something strange rang in my mind, I grabbed the collar. This meant I was her's...but...I...I just pumped a mare's kiddy oven with my baby batter...this...this could cause complications... I felt myself slide from her, "I just..." My afterglow faded much faster than I would have liked, "I...inside...anatomy...biology..." I tucked myself inside and leaned against the bathroom wall. I had full view of the man milk leaking from her, I guess even if I corked her there was bound to be some residual. "So...Treble...we uh...I'll...you live with Vinyl right?" She gave some strange tired grunt, "Great...I'll...talk with her then...are you gonna be okay?"

"I...oooo~ it's warm...and...full...and..." Yeah she's fine.... I walked out, bumping into a burly stallion. Micky...unmistakable.

"Yo." he grunted. "Mess?"

I bit my lip, "A little...kept it in the sink..."

He closed his eyes and nodded, "They heard everything..." He turned to the nearly full establishment, "Walls are thin."

I slowly turned my face to an entire room of snickering stallions and giggling mares, staring at their plates and trying to avoid eye contact. "Mick...it's Mick right?"

"Micky..."

"I'm uh...sorry I temporarily paralyzed your employee..."

"Eh...didn't change much..." He said with a laugh.

"Heh...yeah...well...it's okay if I can go?"

"Just come back some time,"

I nodded and walked around the counter, Applejack met me at the door, "So...ya like teas-"

I turned to her with an angry stare, "Not a word...to anyone..."

She started laughing, "Sure thing Casanova~"

"...you're not funny..." I hurried outside. I needed a shower. Maybe tomorrow I can talk with Vinyl about something fun...she seems like the kind of person to have a strap-on...maybe we can spit-roast Octavia. Odd thoughts to accompany me home.