The frustrated mind of a teenage colt.

I watched as large chunks of navy hair fell past me, a soft itch forming along my neck. This was it, these were my last moments before departing. Days worth of preserved food, a large purse of coins to see us on our way, and copious furs to hold the cold back. All topped off by the cropping of my mane.

It itched, more than anything else it itched. I felt much lighter, my head swung about without a whip from it, I knew it was cleaner, but it itched.

I felt encumbered as myself and Daring were walked to the main entrance. My heart raced as we neared it, my body trying to keep from taking each step towards the unknown. I had left the temple with caravans many times, but this was different, this was myself and one other, alone in the fields of pure white.

We reached the door, the master to my right, Daring to my left. A pair of monks pulled the door open, letting forth a massive chill that threatened to consume us all. There was no wind, only the bitter cold pushing in against the soft warmth of the temple, "Skane." The master called, "Go..." I nodded as I stared out into the pure white, I took a step only to be grabbed once again, "But be safe." I felt a heat break through the cold settling on my coat, it was fleeting lasting only a few seconds, but lingering so much longer.

I took a quick look at Daring. She was prancing about, no doubt hesitant to get moving and try to work some blood through her limbs. I stepped forward, "Goodbye...I shall not fail." I started out into the path away from the temple. Daring following quickly.

"I know Skane...good luck." And with that, the massive doors slammed shut. The only thing left for us to do was walk, and so, we walked. The cold evening out and settling into the furs instead of my skin.

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The soft crunch of the snow under hoof was eclipsed by the loud clanking of a bottle of wellspring water against my axes. Would that I could stop and shift, but stopping now out in the plains would lead to nothing but death, "Ya know...when you said closed the sky, I thought you were exaggerating." Daring said through a deep chatter, "But they- brr- they really did it."

I looked to the sky, through the dim fog you could see a dark grey blanket hanging over the entire sky. "Indeed. Take what joy you can from the lack of snow. It seems once a week they deem it necessary to pelt us with another layer."

Things devolved into another lull as Daring slowly drew closer, eventually pressing herself against me, "S-so...sixteen years? Sorry for-" She gave a hard shudder, "-calling you a mop."

"Aye." I pressed back against her, walking together through the long empty fields of ice. "Have any stories? May help to make our journey less...taxing."

"I have one about this one kid, he asked me to teach him to clop," She started snickering.

"I don't, what?"

"....You know, the thing you asked me about...last night."

"Ah. Apologies if my mind is not leaning in that direction. To be perfectly honest I can't actually feel my genitals."

"Tuck your tail then! That's what I did. Anyways, I got one about..."

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Daring bobbed and weaved through the torrent of darts flying through the hall, several goons unable to stop screamed in agony behind her. She tumbled through the slowly falling door with nary a second to spare. She quickly dusted herself off, tipped her hat, and hurried on-

*^**^*

"I'm sorry about the hat by the way...but you did agitate me." I said with an annoyed tone.

"Kid let me tell my story...."

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Daring stepped slowly over the sand covered floor, "Sand in the jungle...how strange-" She was cut off by a strange stickiness to her movements. Upon inspection of her hooves she found herself sinking into the soft muck. She flapped her wings desperately to fly away, only finding herself stuck firmly in the floor.

"I think she wen- augh!" The screams of another stallion echoed through the halls.

"Who the hay- aurggh!" A loud snap could be heard in one of the side corridors.

A stubbly earth pony rolled out of a door and chucked a spear into the open door, a loud scream sounding from the hall. The stallion gave a wide smirk as he looked around, "Daring Do....trapped again I see-"

"Save it Bones! Just help me out!" Snapped Daring, rather annoyed at seeing his ugly mug again.

The stallion shook his head, "First off, it's Dr. Bones. And second, you want me to help you out, I need something from you..."

"No!" She screamed, trying to wiggle free, "Not playcolt! I said no before, I'll say no again, and I'll keep saying no!"

Dr. Bones walked past her towards her flank, "And what do you think those goons will do when they find the 'Amazing' Daring do, fetlock deep and locked in place," He flipped her tail with a hoof, "I can't imagine...."

"Oh you- Eurgah!" She screamed throwing all her weight into her swings, yet her hooves stayed neatly bound, sunken into the floor, "One shoot...."

Bones smile, "Perfec-"

"But I'm taking the treasure."

"Hm...I suppose that's fine, I'll make more money with risque pictures anyways." Dr. Bones stepped forward and hooked his hooves around Daring's trapped legs. Slowly but surly he pull-"

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"Hold...what is playcolt?"

"Kid stop interrupting!"

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With her legs free Daring-

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"No! What is playcolt! I demand to know!" I stomped my hoof in the snow, "It sounds...I wish to know!"

"Skane...I'll tell you lat-"

"Now...." I growled.

"...Playcolt is...a...magai- a book that has pictures of...mares in...poses that are...rather...sexual. Skane stop smiling!" She yelled, knocking me off the path, "Look it doesn't exist yet to shut up!"

"I haven't said a word...also...what is a shoot?"

Daring looked away, "I don't want to talk about it."

"Daring! You rubbed your flank against my groin! Is now really the time to be abashed!?" I yelled climbing back on the road, "Tell me!"

"I- I posed for a few photos...if you let me finish my story I would-"

"Death to the story! Tell me more of these photos." I gave a quick snort sending steam out of my nostrils.

"Dear Luna kid...what's gotten into you?"

"I am finally free of limitations of the monks...I need to banish this...tension." I scouted the plains for a place to do the deed, "There!" I pointed to a patch of low lying shrubs, "Perfect. Now, tell me more!"

"This from the timid kid that cried: 'I don't want to die' Meh meh meh...weirdo...."

*^**^*

"Daring bend over a little more."

Daring felt the thin material tighten against her mound, "This is humiliating...and it- ah!" She was cut off by the photographer giving the panties a quick magical tug, "Hey!"

"Dear don't you worry...you're not my type." The photographer was a homosexual,. "There we go, perfect." The flash of light from the camera framed her flank perfectly, the thin green material perfectly outlining her yellow mound, a thin line of green sitting tightly inside her rump, "Great...next pose."

Daring grumbled as she rolled onto her side, her flank resting heavy on the green screen, "Like this?"

He looked between her and the camera a few times, "Can you curl your legs a little, and give a half lidded look from over your hips?"

Daring grumbled angrily before complying, "Can't believe this-"

"You really should come back some time...*Flash* You're rather good looking for a mare. Alright, next pose, here...." The photographer levitated a phallic looking fake artifact over to her, "Face me, lay on your stomach, and caress the dildo."

"You're not even being subtle!" Daring angrily rolled over and assumed the position, her muzzle resting on the faux balls of golden dildo, "This smells like latex...."

"Be glad I washed it....now, press it against your cheek and think of Canterlot."

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"Augh!" I felt my member convulse in my hooves, "Oh-" I gritted my teeth as I spilled my seed on the trunk of a small bush, "By the Trinity...ah-" I panted hard as I shook my legs out, "Oh....Daring!?"

"You done?"

I started slowly walking out of the bushes, "That was...degrading, uncomfortable, it chafed, my genitals are rather tender, and I have a deep sense of shame...is this normal?"

Daring shrugged, "Depends on what you thought about, and...well...you just splattered a tree...you might feel better if you had a mare."

"Goddess I hope so...that was...unique.... And you're sure there is no way I could enlist your help?"

"If you're asking for a blow job it's not going to happen." She flicked me with her tail before walking back down the path, "Maybe we can find you some flank in...where are we headed?"

I climbed back on the path and hurried to join her, "A small town that helps supply the temple, we're supposed to head through there and towards the first temple...should reach it within a month."

"A month!? The town or the temple!?"

"Oh...the town will be a few more hours."

"Ugh!"

*^**^*

"Alright Daring, just bite down-" The Photographer poured copious amounts of lube onto the rather large plug before letting the tip rest against her pucker, "Ready?"

"No!" Daring screamed, "Do we have to do this!?"

"It was in the agreement...like I sai-"

"Bite down and think of Canterlot...." Daring grumbled as she felt the cool liquid seep into her.

"Exactly...I'll be gentle dear..."