Tinkering in the Pink

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Happy Birthday
Shady Actions
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Smoke and Mirrors

Happy Birthday

I can’t wait! The young stallion thought as he left his house. The Unicorn left his home waving good bye to his mother. Oh Umbra, you’re going to love your gift! He trotted happily through town, his horn glowing with its gentle red glow. The present floating around him as he continued.

The burnt orange stallion keep moving. His mane short and puffy. His tail longer than most stallions and puffy to match his mane. His cutie mark was of a cog. He enjoyed building things and tinkering. His gift was slaved over for days. He worked hours at a time on every detail he could manipulate.

He arrives at the house. The party is over. He decided to miss it in order to surprise his marefriend during the aftermath. As he walked up the only light on was from her room on the second story. With three knocks of his powerful hooves on the mahogany door he waited.

A few seconds pass and he heard the sound of hooves on hardwood floor. The door opened and there she stood. Her mane playfully over her face; with a simple swipe of her hoof it goes behind her ear. The yellow-green strands seemed to glow in the moonlight. The white stripes mixed in perfectly with it. Her coat was dark and her cutie mark was three yellow stars.

Beautiful as ever… “Happy birthday Umbra!” The unicorn said with joy. He started singing the normal happy birthday song adding a small bit of flare.

The pegasus giggles and invites him in. “Thanks Bolt. I must admit. Turning seventeen isn’t as exciting as sixteen or eighteen.” Her voice was gentle and filled with joy seeing him this late.

He steps in and sets the gift on a table full of opened gifts. He heads toward the couch and climbs on it relaxing in his favorite spot. The only other pony to even fight him for the spot was Smoke, Umbra’s fire fighting father.

“So, how was it Umbra? Sorry I missed the party. I wanted your gift to be perfect.”

“You showing up is enough of a gift. It was great. My friends came and we all had fun. Mom and Dad are out for a few hours. They left to put all the bits I got in the bank and return a few… Lesser desired gifts.”

“Like what?” Curiosity in the stallions voice as he asked her. Please don’t be what I made you… Please Celestia! Don’t let it be my gift!

“Nothing too bad. Just a very… Very, very, very unappealing sweater.”

The stallion lets out a sigh of relief and relaxes. Thank you Celestia!

“So, I’m glad you showed up dear,” She climbs next to him and begins to nuzzle him. His massive sized easily containing her whole body.

“I’m glad I showed up too. Happy birthday.”

“Thank you again dear,” She quickly gives him a kiss on his cheek and closes her eyes resting her head on his shoulder. Her mane padding his muscular shoulders. “Have I ever said how strong you are? Even though whenever I come over, I find you playing with some toy you made?”

“That’s not all I do!” His voice showing a hint of annoyance. “I lift a lot of heavy objects at work.”

She let’s out a giggle and flutters her eyes at him. Her purple eyes full of passion and love. Each time her eyelashes move they flow in the air.

“Have I ever said how cute you are?”

“Yes , Bolt. Everyday we have been together.”

“Just making sure.” He wraps a hoof around her and pulls her closer giving her a big kiss on her forehead. “So, seventeen… What do you want to do now?”

“Oh… I don’t know, something…” She licks her lips and gives him the classic seductive look used by every mare. Her half closed eyes instantly get his attention.

Thank Celestia I am not a pegasus! His answer came instantly and without thought. “Let’s go!” He hopped off and surrounds her body with his red magic. Lifting her off the soft couch and up to her room. Opening the door he carries his marefriend to the bed and sets her down on her back.

She lied there; the pegasus’ wings spread out on the bed, forehooves folded up against her chest and her tail covering her marehood. “No foreplay Bolt. Let’s get right to the knitty gritty,” Her lips pucker up and her eyes close.

The stallion quickly responds by climbing on the bed. His hooves surround her on all sides. He lowers his mouth to meet her soft, gentle lips. The tongue of the stallion slides out and forces it’s way into the young mare’s mouth. Their tongues dance together in a motion of passion and love as their saliva mixes together.

They share the kiss. Lips locked together for what feels like an hour. He finally pulls back and their eyes open to meet each others. His dark red meet with hers and they speak to each other without words. Thats because he has a telepathic link between them. What do you say, Umbra?

Let’s do it, Bolt.. Her mind was full of what she dreamed he would be like in bed. Being slightly older she had more exposure to those ideas.

He lines up his massive erection and looks back to her.

“Wait!” She yells real quickly. “Do you have a condom?”

Shit! “No babe, I don’t have one,” His hard-on slowly dies as he knows he is being denied the flank he’s loved for so many years.
“Well, you know: No glove, no love. Sor- wait a second…” She pushes him off and walks out of her room. She goes over a room and comes back with a bottle of lube and a condom in her mouth. An eyebrow raised.

“Will… Will your parents notice?”

“Probably not. They do it every night, they’ll never know one is missing.”

He nods in agreement and he lays back. His stick fully erect again.

“Umm... This would be easier for you.”

“Oh… Right.” His horn glows and grabs the wrapped condom. He levitates it over to him and tears it open. He lines up the latex circle with his tip and slides it down with ease. The bottle is now floating over his tip and his magic gently squeezes it. The cold clear gel squirts out and lands on his tip. It slowly slides down the wrapped cock and he climbs off.

“Thank you,” The pegasus takes flight and gently flies the 6 feet to the bed taking her old position. Her coltfriend quickly takes his. Two glowing red circles appeared around her back hoof ankles as they’re pulled apart, preparing her to take his package. ‘I… I-I’m ready Bolt.”

With a nod of his powerful head he looks between his thighs at his massive erection. With a gentle push of his hips the tip makes it way into her marehood. She lets out a small gasp as he suddenly enters her.

“You okay?” She nods reassuring him. He nods again and begins to push some more. His erection sliding easily into her. Inch by inch. His tip slowly spreads her insides. Rubbing against each rib of her virgin vagina. Her head flies up. Her bottom lip being bitten by her teeth.

“Oh~ Umbra… You’re so warm,” He lets out a moan of satisfaction as he fits another few inches in her. His dick fully covered in her juices as it slides in and out. The lube spread all over it as he continues fitting more into her.

“Ah… Fuck...” Her voices fades into a mumble that he can’t hear.

He stops and lowers his head to hers. “What was that?”

“It… It hurts...” She mumbles again a bit louder. His head lowers again and he repeats his previous statement.

“Fuck! Stop!” She screamed in pain. Forehooves pushing off his chest pulling him out. She lays there panting for breath underneath him. Her marehood slightly bleeding as she loses her virginity.

“Oh… Honey you’re bleeding. You need something?” His voice worried, his thoughts racing as he is clueless at what to do.
Her head shakes side to side. “Just… be gentle Bolt…” Her voice cracking slightly.

“If it hurts we should stop. I don’t want to hurt you.”

She wraps a forehoof around his neck and pulls him close. “I… Said… Continue.”

“Okay, Umbra.” His lips kiss her forehead and he slowly lines up his cock. Sliding it back in he watches her. Her muzzle scrunches up as his goes slowly. Inch by inch. Her eyes shut tighter than her marehood.

“Hnnggg…. gah!” Her grunts and groans fill the bedroom. Each inch going into her stretches her more and more. Suddenly her coltfriend stops. His hips are motionless as he gathers his breath. A few inches still outside of her moist walls. “Wha… Why’d you stop…?”

“I can’t go any deeper. You’re too tight.” His penis is held tightly by her marehood. Each and every inch of her insides pulsing with her heartbeat.

“Just push more… I want you in me… Please! The pains going away…” Her voice becoming normal again as he stands over her. Their faces only inches away from each other.

He agrees with a nod and quickly jams the last of his genitals into her. She screams in pain as her virginity was claimed by the stallion she loved. A bit more blood makes it way out of her as he rests inside her. Panting heavily she speaks through each breathe. “I… Love… You… Bolt”

“I love you too, Umbra,” His hips begin grinding as her pain slowly dies off and becomes pleasure. Each thrust sends a new wave of pleasure cascading over her body. Her mouth can’t help but let out moans. Every noise she lets out lets the stallion know he’s doing well.

“Harder… Bolt! Fuck me!” His eyes light up to her command. His hips begin to work his full length inside her. Pulling in and out. Tip to base. Every pounding sends his balls and hips into her flank as he pushes her slowly up the bed. Her shoulders stopped by his massive hooves as her flank is raised up. Her back curving as well to have him pounding her into the bed.

The couple continues she’s in full control telling him commands. His ears picking up each one as he pleasures her. The room fills with the smell of sex as the young ponies have their fun.

“I...” The unicorn speaks, his breathing his heavy as sweat falls from his face and powerful body ”I don’t think I’ll last much longer, Umbra!” His dick begins throbbing inside her. The long vein in the middle exciting her more.

“Same! Please, Bolt! Inside me! ahhhhHHHHH!!!!” She lets out a scream of pleasure. Her body at the edge of orgasm waiting for that push over the cliff.

A loud crash comes from the door. The stallion looks over his shoulder. Shit… There he was. Smoke, the large gray pegasus father of the mare whose legs are wide open underneath him. Instinctively, and probably the best move of his life, the stallion pulls out and quickly covers his mate up. They both look at Smoke.

In a flash of gray the older stallion is already at the unicorn. He lands a strong buck against his chest sending him into the wall. Smoke is quickly over him yelling in his face with a deep, stern, discipline voice. “What the hell do you think you’re doing to my daughter!? Celestia dammit, you don’t have the right to do that!”

“Dad! Please don’t hurt him!” Wraps around his raised forehoof that was ready to deliver another blow to the unicorn. She pulls it back with all her might. He gives up and relaxes.

“You. I want you in the living room now. Shady!” His wife walks in. The gray mare pegasus comes up with pepper spray. She quickly takes aim and begins spraying the burning mixture into his eyes. With a scream and a few crashes he finds his way out of the room followed by the older mare.

“Umbra.” His voice sounds disappointed. “What did I tell you?”

“You said to wait for the correct stallion. And you just pepper sprayed him out,” Shady is screaming from downstairs. Bolt is arguing with her but her voice over powering him. “And now he’s never coming back!”

He puts his hooves to his temples. This surprise giving him a splitting headache as he waits for his daughter to become quiet. “Look…” Smoke speaks again. His voice has lightened a bit. “You’re right. I mean look at us. Your mother was seventeen when she had you. And we barely knew each other. I’m okay with this, it just caught me off guard.”

She wraps around him smiling and eyes tearing a bit. “Thanks daddy. Can you call Mom off of my coltfriend now?” The father and daughter head downstairs to the mare pegasus standing over the unicorn. His legs all tied together and a piece of cloth wrapped around his mouth effectively gagging the orange unicorn. His dick still wrapped in the condom and tied with a rope uncomfortably to his inner thigh.

“Silence Bolt. You do not have the right to touch my daughter anymore. I don’t even-”

Shes cut off by her husband as he comes downstairs. “Listen dear, I think we should let him go. After all he used a condom. And how old were you when you had Umbra?”

“Seventeen… But it doesn’t matter! Condoms don’t always work!” The tied up unicorn muffles into his gag. “Oh shut up! I’m dragging you home in a few minutes.”

“Now hold up dear. Let’s hear what he was to say.” The mare agrees and removes the piece of fabric from his mouth. He gasps for air. His face covered in water to stop the pepper spray from burning.

“I was going to pay for spermicide and birth control tomorrow. I promise, Mrs. Shady” His confidence from before is gone and has been replaced by fear.

“I know you meant no harm. But I don’t want her to end up like me. Pregnant as a teen. It’s stressful and very difficult,” The mares voice has changed from a stern commanding shout to a gentle, worried, motherly feel.

“But ma’am. You’re life seems amazing. You have a beautiful mare for a daughter, a loving, strong husband. And a beautiful brain and mane style to match your perfect personality,” He tries his best to kiss up hoping “Little Tinker” doesn’t get harmed.

“Do you really think i was ready for a daughter at that age? I made stupid decisions.” The mare reflects on her tough fillyhood. She lived on the streets and stole to survive. Smoke took her in one day and they’ve been together ever since.

“I don’t know Shady. I kinda liked it,” Her husband adds it a joking tone. Her hoof comes down and hits his head. Barely effecting him. He lets out a small chuckle.

”Not now.”

“I’m sorry you two. I was so excited, I couldn’t control myself, but I have a plan.”

The two parents look at him eyebrows raised. The mare lets out her voice. “I’m listening…”

“If , and that’s a huge if! If she gets pregnant I will father the foal. I promise to stand by her side through the rest of her life until she tells me to leave,” He lies there on the floor still tied. Honestly filled his small speech and gets into the old stallions heart.
“You’re staying by her side already, bub.”

“Smoke’s right.”

“You think you’re old enough to do that. then you’re old enough to be committed to her. Understood?”
The unicorn nods quickly.

“I’m still escorting you home,” Shady adds. “I will tell your mom as well.”

The young stallions eyes fly open as his jaw drops. “No…” Fear has made its way to his voice. “Don’t tell my mom. Don’t take me to her!”

“She has to know. She’s your mother.”

“Fine… Atleast untie me, please,” He holds out his restraints

“I’ll let you go, but I’m going to escort you home still. And still tell your mother,” She reaches into a drawer and pulls out a large knife from the kitchen. Walks back over to the tied stallion. The steel blade reflects the lights into his eyes from the ceiling. For a quick second he sees his face. It's full of fear.

“Can Smoke do this…? Please Mrs. Shady?”

“Oh, calm down you big foal,” She gently stretches her neck down and begins cutting the ropes freeing him. The unicorn stands up. His head low and tail between his legs.

“Thank you,” He rubs the where the ropes were. every inch they touched is now tender from struggling. The pain from the pepper spray made him move a lot while she restrained him.

“Smoke, go talk with Umbra,” He nods and heads upstairs again to her room shutting the door. “Now off to your mothers.” She pushed the unicorn motioning him towards the door. He begins walking against his will still walking like a sad dog.

The two arrive at Bolt’s house. With three knock on the door Shady takes her spot next to Bolt. A few moments pass and she knocks again.

“I’m coming!” A few more seconds pass and a red maned pegasus opens the door. “Oh! Hey you two! What brings you here?”

“Get in there, Tinker,” She says with a stern voice to the teenaged stallion. He walks in avoiding high contact with his mother. Tail and head even lower than before.

“What’s wrong?”

“Ruby… Smoke caught Bolt and Umbra having sex.”

“He what!” She turns to the stallion hiding behind a pillow. “Go to your room. I will be up in a moment,” He nods and heads to his slowly. Cheeks fully blushed from embarrassment.

“He was wearing a condom, but that doesn’t change the fact that he’s sixteen and she’s seventeen.”

“What do you think we should do, Shady?”

“Well…” She pauses for a moment to think. “Smoke is at home talking with Umbra. I don’t mind them seeing each other. I just don’t want something to go wrong and somepony getting pregnant. He says he’d be committed, but they don’t realize how much work a foal is.”

“Well he will certainly do the best he can. While he waits for a higher paying job I will pay for the foal and cover anything he needs for it.”

“Oh, she’s not pregnant. I said he had a condom but those things aren’t always dependable.”

‘Agreed. So I guess you want her on birth control?” The pegasus walks to her kitchen and begins collecting bits from her purse and drawers. She puts it all in a sack and ties it off. tossing it to Shady.

“Thanks. Especially with what age they are. It’s bound to happen again,” She picks up the cloth bag and sets in on her back at the base of her wings.

“Well, have fun. I’ll talk with him,” She shuts the door. Shady turns around and begins walking down the street at 11 P.M. She heads to the drugstore and buys a few packs of birth control. The pegasus takes off in flight and heads back home. She lands in front of her door. She heads in.

Her face becomes covered in shock. Her jaw drops and eyes fly open with her wings. Inside the kitchen is Smoke cutting a pizza. Umbra and Bolt are sitting with each other eating the same slice together. “Celestia dammit, Smoke…”

“What? We got hungry?” The older mare’s hoof comes up and hits her face. She drags it down and comes in and sits across from Bolt.

“So, Mr. Bolted TInker… How did you get here so fast? I was only at the store for ten minutes?”

He taps his horn and a red spark shoots off like a firework. His mouth full of pizza. “He teleported,” Umbra answers for him.
“Smoke… This is not the correct way to deal with this situation…” She notices the two young ponies kiss and sit with each other. Their love is strong enough to make Queen Chrysalis drool. “Actually… Pass me a slice,” Smoke slides a piece over to his wife. She begins to relax and eat.

“So, Tinker,” Smoke talks again, his voice is fully relaxed and full of cheer and joy. “Won’t your mom be mad that you’re not home?”
“No, not at all. She said I could return. And she asked me to deliver a message to you. ‘If i miss treat Umbra or disrespect either of you two. You have permission to give me a vasectomy.”

“Excellent,” Shady says with a gnarly grin. Her hoof reaches into a drawer behind her and she pulls out a scalpel. Smoke has the same look on his face and he’s is equipped a pizza cutter.

“Let’s do this, babe,” Bolt quickly reacts. His eyes jetting wide open as his horn flashes teleporting him to behind the couch in the living room. He cowers watching the two gray pegasi.

“She said if i did it again!”

“Ohhhh…” The married couple giggles and sets their tools down.

Shady speaks again. Laughter and cheer in her voice for the first time all night. “Come on, we won’t hurt you,” she pats the chair next to her and Umbra. “And Umbra. These are for you. Follow the instructions, please,” She slides the bag full of birth control pills to the black pegasus.

“Does this mean...?” Umbra raises an eyebrow. He father confirms her question with a firm nod of his head. Shady smiles and giggles “Thank you. I love you Mom and Dad. Can we?”

“Yes you may,” Shady says firmly. Umbra’s eyes glisten with joy as Bolts horn glows again. The pair disappear and the sound of moaning and a creaking bed fill the house.

“Don’t fix that bed. I’m glad they’re happy and safe, but I still want to control them.”

“Deal. So what’s his gift?” Inspects the decorated box. Umbra’s cutie mark is on all four sides. He opens it up. His muzzle goes in and he pulls out a flower. The metal shape represents a moonflower. The metal flower fits it perfectly. Large, white petals with a few stems sticking out of the middle. It’s polished and shines as it’s scent fills the air. Bolt’s red aura around the base of the bud.

“Whoa…” Shady is in shock as she gets up and looks at the flower in her husbands mouth. “It’s never going to die… What’s this?” She picks up the small tag on the gifts ribbon. It reads:

“To Umbra,
I hope this flower represents how I feel for you. A beautiful, powerful, never fading flower. I love you, Umbra.
From Bolted Tinker.”

“Hey Smoke… I think we made the right choice,” She kisses the stallion taking the flower in her mouth. She places the metallic gift in a vase. Setting it in the middle of the dining room table she hangs the tag around it. “Let’s head to bed, honey,” The couple kisses again and head upstairs to their room.

Author's Note

Special thanks to my editors and good friends, Gimeasandwich and Flutter Scoots. Artwork done by: Street-scootaloo-nsfw. She's on tumblr and a great artist! Feel free to leave comments on what you think. If you like it I have another idea in the making.

Shady Actions

Chapter Two: Shady Actions

A few months passed since the young couple did it. Shady and Smoke kept them in line, but that still didn’t stop them from having their fun. Umbra grew a bit more and Bolt worked out. Their time together has been amazing; full of love, romance, making love, and laughs. Umbra took to wearing Bolt’s gift to her. The flower worked perfectly in her mane, just as he had intended.

It was a few days before New Year's. Tinker wanted to invite her for a romantic date to celebrate. The streets were covered with snow as more was gently floating down. The large unicorn was walking through the thick layer of snow. His black and orange scarf wrapped tightly around his neck as he battled the weather. Just as always he walked up to his marefriend's door and knocked with his forehoof.

“Coming!” The voice was Shady. She had warmed up to Bolt. Much more than before. She still worried about her little filly getting pregnant, but she had accepted the fact that they’re going to have sex. She opened the door. “Hey -hic- you. What’s up?” She was leaning against the door obviously drunk.

“Hello Mrs. Hearts. Is Umbra home?”

“No, sorry Bolt. She’s out -hic- with Smoke. We’re going to have a party if you want to come over New Year's Eve,” there were bottles of whiskey and empty soda bottles on the living room floor. She had clearly been to work on the alcohol a bit early.

“Oh… I see. Well thanks for the offer, but I have plans. I’ll just get going," he turned around and began to walk back down the walkway.

“No it’s okay; come inside.”

“Are you sure...? Well, it is cold out here…”

“Why wouldn’t you be allowed to?” She giggled and moved out of the doorway. Her hoof pointing to the living room. Bolt walked in and she shut the door behind him. His horn glowed and his scarf easily untied itself from his neck and went on the coat hanger. He found his spot on their couch and made himself comfy.

“Thanks, Mrs. Hearts,” his coat covered in some snow as he shivered on the couch. “Can I get something to warm up with, please?”

“Sure thing; I have the perfect drink,” she walked off to the kitchen. She came back with two bottles of whiskey. The necks in her mouth and she sets one on the coffee table in front of him. She took her spot next to the recliner Smoke bought so he didn’t have to wrestle the young stallion for a comfy spot.

“Are… I mean… Am I allowed to have this? I’m only sixteen Mrs. Hearts.”

“Bah fiddlesticks… You’re old enough to have sex, you’re old enough to drink. Go ahead have a sip,” she tosses a shot glass over to him. He catches it with his magic and pops the bottlecap off. Gently filling the small glass, he raises up to his nose and takes a whiff.

He coughs lightly. “Are you sure?”

“Go on. There’s plenty. Drink, Bolt.”

He nods and raises the glass to his lips. With a quick move the liquid goes down his throat. He takes a deep breath as his face scrunches up. “Oh! That’s disgusting! How do you drink that stuff?”

“Lightweight. You just need to keep drinking, you’ll get used to it. Here have a chaser,” she gets off her seat and goes to the fridge. She comes back with a 2 liter of cola and sets it next to the whiskey. She climbs next to him and sits with him.

He mixes a cup like his mother always does. Fill it halfway with ice, fill it with whiskey just above the ice level and fill the rest with cola. He takes another sip. “Ahhh… Much better.”

“Good," the mare filled another shot glass with whiskey and downed it. “Feel warmer?”

He nods a takes another drink. “Much warmer. Thank you, Mrs. Hearts. It’s not that bad.”

She giggles and gives the familiar speech he’s heard many times before. “I told you so! And don't be so formal, call me Shady.”

He finishes the glass and sets it down. “I guess I should go find Umbra. Do you know where she and Smoke went?”

“Just wait here, they’ll be back later. They had to go to Cloudsdale for the day.”

“Oh okay,” He leans back on the couch relaxes. His body feels warmer as he finds it harder to focus.

“You good?” She giggles lightly.

“Yeah yeah… I just never drank before. Whew… This is really good,” His mind is beginning to drift from him. “Can I have more?”

“Sure can,” She slides her bottle to him. “Go ahead,” she giggles again as he pours a bit more in his glass. “I see you like it.”

“So far,” he sips from the glass and lays back again. More relaxed and holding it in his hooves. The two ponies continue to talk and drink a bit. A few bottles later they’re both slurring their words. Laughing at the smallest of things that come from the TV.

The pegasus inches closer. “Having fun, Bolt?”

“Yeah! Its been a good year. Thanks for bringing me in.”

“Oh no worries, sweetie,” she wraps a hoof around his shoulder. He looks to her. Her face is renewed with a drunken youth.
He giggles a bit. “You know… I feel like dancing.”

“Dancing?” She says confused. Her mind may be off but that isn’t something she’s offered everyday.

“Yeah. You got any music?” The mare nods and picks up the controller. She hits a button and a slow song comes on. “Eh… Got any faster?” She clicks again and the song switches to an upbeat tempo. “Ah. Perfect. The young stallion stands up. He takes a long sip from his glass and sets it down. Holding out a hoof for Shady.

She grabs it again he gently pulls her up giving her a twirl. Just as if they were at the Gala.

She laughs lightly. “ I didn’t peg you for a dancing type of stallion,” he places a hoof on her waist and begins moving to the music. She laughs harder. “I wish Smoke would do this more often.”

The two sway with the music. “He doesn’t dance with you?” The young stallion taking the lead.

“He’s not much of a dancer,” the older mare leans her head on his shoulder.

“That’s too bad,” his words slurring a bit more. “You should make him dance more. All pretty mares should be danced with!” He giggles a bit as he has fun with her.

She looks up to meet his purple red eyes with her bright blue ones. “You…. You think I’m pretty?”

He blushes slightly, finally realizing what he said. “Well… Um... Yeah,” he lets out a chuckle as they sway side to side. The music controlling their movements.

She lets out an adorable “Awww! You’re pretty handsome yourself.”

“Thanks,” he laughs again. The song dies down as it comes to an end. “You know what every dance needs?” He raises an eyebrow to her.

“No. I don’t,” suddenly without any hint. He swings the mare down. Dipping her low to the ground he holds her up with his forehooves. She let’s out a small scream and quickly changes to laughter. Hooves wrapped around his neck. “You’re right! That was needed.”

He lets out a small laugh. “Whoa, whoa, whoa!” The two fall as the drunken unicorn loses his balance. He falls and lands on top of the mare as they both let out a healthy laugh.

“Hello there,” She’s holding him close and their faces are inches away.

“Sorry, that usually doesn’t happen,” he laughs a bit more. Thoughts clouded by the alcohol is in his system.

“Don’t worry about it,” Without a warning her lips gently meet his and she gives him a sloppy, drunken kiss. The young unicorns eyes flare open. His cheeks turning an off shade of red as he blushes from the surprise.

She let’s go. Pulling back she lays on the ground. “You like that?”

He liked it. No… He loved it. It was just like Umbra, he doesn’t know what to say. His thoughts dancing around in his mind. “I’ll take that as a yes,” She pulls him into another kiss. This time sliding her tongue into his mouth.

He opens his mouth more. Letting her tongue dance around inside. The two tongues taste each other. Their taste buds only getting the taste of whiskey.

“Mmmm…” She continues to move her tongue all around his mouth. Tasting every inch of it. In those drunken moments the unicorn’s mind goes blank. He forgets about his plans, and Umbra, completely. His main focus was the mare under him. Shady. He changes the dance and forces his tongue into her mouth. Taking control as his slides along her teeth and gums.

Shady opens one eye to look at him. Both his are closed as he is clearly enjoying it. He lowers a hoof and runs it down her toned body. His hoof meets her flank and he squeezes the soft plot. His tongue dancing with her’s as they continue to make out.

“Mmmmm….” She starts to become aroused as he works her plot. His large hoof squeezing and moving around her flank. Each squeeze sending a bit of pleasure to her drunken mind.

He finishes the kiss by pulling back. His muzzle quickly goes to her neck as he begins licking her fur. The pegasus lets out a moan. She can feel him starting to get hard on her stomach, his massive dick pressing gently into her.

His body shifts. He moves off of her and slowly slides his tongue down her body. Each and every inch his tongue passes is left in a layer of saliva. He’s drooling with excitement as he reaches her lower stomach.

“Ah~ Bolt…”

“Hm?” He looks up to the mare. Her face blushing brightly from the arousal her body is in.

“Why’d you stop!?” Her voice raised slightly. “You really know how to make a mare happy!” Her hooves wrap around his head and she pulls him in. He goes back to work lapping up her fur coat. The gray fur stands up with each movement of his tongue. His muzzle moves down more. It meets her crotch. His face has a small smirk on it.

She shivers slightly as he reaches her most sensitive area. Her thoughts filled with excitement. Not a single thought about what she’s doing. Cheating on Smoke, with her daughter’s coltfriend! But that wasn’t an issue, as the alcohol had completely impaired their judgement. They were in the moment and she couldn’t resist him. His tongue, Oh, Celestia his tongue!

The large wet tongue was running along her lips. Relentlessly licking up and down, focusing on her clit each lap it completes. His hooves make their way to her crotch. He moves her lips apart revealing her pink, juicy insides. He continues his work. Tongue dancing around against her teasing each inch of her.

“Ahhh…” Her insides are soaking wet. His tongue sending jolts of pleasure through her. He flicks her clit and kisses it passionately. Holding her lips spread wide. He lets the kiss go. “Bolt… You’re so good with that mouth… Mmmm…” Her head is straightened out as her back is arched a bit.

He smirks even more. A small grin on his face as he pulls back. A long, clear strand of her juices connecting his tongue to her marehood. The remaining whiskey on his tongue as been wiped off on her open lips
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Her mouth was wide open, panting heavily. Smoke hadn’t touched her in two days! Her thoughts racing even faster. “Oh… Bolt… If you’re that good with your tongue… I can’t imagine how good you are with your dick…”

The young unicorn raises his eyebrow again. She gets up and holds a hoof down for him. “Come on. Lets go to my room...” He accepts it and she helps him up. Bolt’s horn glows its gentle red. He lifts the pegasus up and with a drunk wobble her carries her up to her bedroom. Laying her down on the plush king sized bed.

“Well… Here we are,” the gray pegasus says. Her wings fully extended as she lays dripping on the bed, her insides soaked in excitement. He walked to the bed wobbling.

“You ready?” The mare looks to him, her eyes half closed seductively.

He hops on the bed. Bouncing her up a bit. He quickly moves. His large body is now looming over her. He nods and lines himself up. Prodding at her opening he slowly pushes it in.

“Ah! My, my… You’re very big for your age.” Her face slightly scrunched up as she can barely take him in. Despite Shady’s experience, she was tighter than Umbra had been the last few times. He blushes brighter than before and begins to push more into her.

Inch by inch his massive stallionhood squeezes into her marehood. Each rib of her insides tickling his tip. The flared end sliding into her slowly. With grunts and groans he squeezes inside her.

His hips met her her’s. Stopping fully inside her. Her face sported a large smile, his member fully inside of her. “Ah! Bigger than I thought!” Her voice filled with pleasure. She loved it.

His penis begins to be dragged out as his hips move away. They slam back into her forcing him back inside. His large hoof pressing on her chest keeping her deep in the soft plush bed.

She reaches up with her hooves and drags him down. Their muzzles meet again as they embrace in another passion filled kiss. Each thrust sends a breath of air out of his nostrils and into her face.

Their tongues begin to dance between their mouths. The drunken unicorn moving his hips at a stable pace. It’s slow but his massive size easily pleasuring his partner for the night. The usual dominate mare had submitted to the stallion. She’s had many partners with her lifestyle. Only two have had control of her. Smoke, and now Bolt.

She loved it. Her eyes closed and she felt as though her husband was on her. Plowing her pussy as he’d done so many times before. Her marehood is now soaked as ever. Each thrust sending a squish to their ears, both becoming more excited as she holds him in. Each pulse of her heart gives him a tighter squeeze for that beat.

His tip began leaking precum. He picks up pace and thrusts faster and faster, deeper and deeper. Her walls giving him a tighter squeeze as her body accepts him.

Pressure begins building in her. Surges of pleasure rushing throughout her body. Each time he goes in it only gets stronger. She finally lets go of his tongue and pulls her head back. Panting heavily and letting out a loud moan with each thrust.

“I-I’m gonna cum!” He jammed himself back into her one last time. Unloading his seed into the mare wrapped tightly around his dick. The mare’s insides quickly wraps around him. Her body tensing tightly as she screams in pleasure. Her orgasm soaking their thighs as she fully sinks in the bed.

He pulls out, a large white blob of semen and her cum flows out of her. The liquid mixture soaks the bed. He climbs of the bed and goes to the bathroom to clean up a little

“Oh shit…” He whispered to himself as he walked into the bedroom. His drunken mind started to clear a bit, but he was still wobbly. He had now realized what he had done
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Shit, shit, shit! What the hell is wrong with me! Smoke’s gonna fucking kill me if he finds out! Not to mention Umbra...

She moans a bit in the bed. “Oh, Bolt… That was so much fun… Come and cuddle, baby,” she held out her forelegs open for him. He plays along, hoping to sneak out before she becomes sober. He climbs into her bed and lays down with her. Her hooves gently wrapped around him and held him close. She nuzzled into him.

His thoughts uneasy. Umbra can’t find out. Ever. He looks around. “Hey, can I go check something?” She nods and wraps around a pillow. She’s sinking into the soaked mattress, clearly on the verge of passing out.

The large unicorn walks downstairs and sees all the empty bottles in the living room. Five, six, seven, eight… eight whiskies! Holy shit… The couple drank through the bottles of whiskey and multiple 2 liters of soda. He’s never drank before. The first time ever and he pounds his marefriend’s mother…

He cleaned the mess and checked the clock. 10:37 P.M. If Umbra and Smoke were coming home for the night, they would have already. He puts the glass bottles in the recycle bin and separates them from the plastic soda bottles. He puts on his scarf and looks upstairs again. “Sorry, Shady…” He hands his head low and walks out the front door. The storm is now over and he heads home through the fresh snow.

Upstairs, the mare tossed and turned. She passed out drunk and exhausted.

When she awoke it was 10:21 A.M. She woke up with the smell of waffles and maple syrup. She walked downstairs. Her head pounding with a small headache.

“Hey, baby!” Smoke said from the countertop, adding a healthy dose of syrup to the stack of waffles. “Umbra and I ended up staying in Cloudsdale overnight, we just got back about an hour ago. She’s upstairs. I spent that whole hour making these delicious waffles from scratch. Oh and I just want to say...” He walked over and gave her a kiss on her cheek, setting the plate in front of her. He then gently whispered into her ear. “I can’t wait to pound that tight pussy of yours tonight,” He licked his lips and walked to the living room.

With a large gulp Shady looked down at her breakfast. Her thoughts trying to figure out what happened late last night. Who… And what did she do? She was so drunk it all left her in the morning. She sat down and began to eat the food. She felt herself. She could feel that she had sex, but with who. She looked around. No signs of entry or a visitor. The only thing she noticed was the hoofprints outside,but there were many. At any rate, she’d have to change those sheets tonight before Smoke went to bed...

After eating her meal she walked out to the couch and laid down. Her eyes gently closed, hoping her headache would go away soon.

As Umbra made her way to the stairs, to head to the kitchen, her nose detected a very familiar scent. It was Bolt. She had sex with him enough over the past couple months to know his scent. This strange discovery led her mind to go crazy with the thought that he cheated on her while her drunken mother was passed out.

No… She thought. He wouldn’t do that, especially in my own house. It’s probably just lingering from the last time he was over.

She kept telling herself this as she settled down on her bed and began to read a book she got in Cloudsdale the day before. Soon, her outlandish thoughts subsided as she read. Bolt loved her… He would never lie to her. Ever.

Misspelled

Bolt woke up the next morning much like Shady. A killer headache and a general feeling of laying in bed and doing nothing. That didn’t last long. All he could think about was his night with Shady. How could he do that? Cheat on his own marefriend with her mother.

She wasn’t that bad. He kept telling himself that. She wasn’t too much older. He was drunk he couldn’t think straight. What if Umbra found out? She would never want to see him again.

He decided he had to do something about it. He got up, head pounding, and walked down the hall to the fridge. His mother always did this when she had too much. Now that he thought about it, she wasn’t the best of idols to follow.

He made a cup of coffee and quickly chugged as much as he could stand of the bitter drink. It woke him up and helped with the headache a bit. Finally able to focus, he walked out wearing his saddlebags. One was empty and the other was full of bits he was saving.

The unicorn walked through town and turned to the library. He walked in and was greeted by an elderly mare, her gray hair back in a bun and her glasses barely on her muzzle.

“Hello sir, how may I help you?” The elderly unicorn wiped her nose right after she stopped talking.

“Hello ma’am. I’m looking for a spell book. Something with memory spells.”

“Memory spells, huh?” She turned around and began digging through cabinets for an index card. Her hoof flipping individually through each one. “I know we have one somewhere… It’s always a bugger to find.”

One index card lied out on the desk. He could barely make out the lightly written letters. “Encyclopedia of Memory Spells and Enchantments”.

“Ma’am… Is this it on the desk?” He used his magic to highlight the card and the writing.

She turned around and adjusted her glasses. “Why, yes! Yes it is. I guess somepony just returned it this morning,” she floated the card to him and pointed him down the aisles of books. He scanned them. Looking for the numbers on the card.

“198-b. 198-c. 198-d… 198-e book 12,” he looked up the large bookshelf. He counted up twelve books and floated down a large leather bound book. “Perfect,” he put the book in his saddlebag and walked back to the front desk. “May I purchase this book?”

“We usually rent out books sir, but we also make sales. This is an old volume, so I don’t see why not,” She removed the large book from his saddlebag and opened it up to the copyright pages. She scanned it and found the price in the corner of the page. “That will be 34 bits.”

The stallion, in a rush, tossed his bits on the counter. They spun and stopped, and before she could even offer him a receipt, he was out the door and bolting back home.

As he galloped down the road his horn was glowing. Nothing would stop him. Just as he was going to run over somepony, he flashed on the other side, making small teleports to avoid any collisions. He busted into his home, his mother was gone. He went to his room, sat down, and began to read.

The thick book laid open for hours as his eyes skimmed. The book was in such bad condition even the table of contents was missing.

His horn quickly flipping through the out of order spell names. He finally came to a spell he hoped would work. “Last Friday Night,” exactly the spell he needed. Even though it was really a Monday…

“Last Friday Night. Forget a selected memory from the past few weeks of your life. Focus on the date and activity and gather the following ingredients. A fang of a hydra, stick from a timberwolf, a pinch of okra, and the hair from a cat.

Warning: Deviation from the recipe even one ingredient can cause the spell to have a terrible outcome.”

His horn glowed. His hoof ran across how to do it as he focused. Wait a second… He needed some ingredients. What kind of spell needed ingredients? He flipped back to the title page and noticed it was magic from the days before Princess Luna was banished to the moon.

His horn focused. The book was old; Unicorns didn’t need ingredients. His horn glowed brighter. His eyes shut tight as he remembered the night he spent with Shady. The memory began to fade. It was working. He kept working. It was amazing.

He relaxed, the spell over. To his horror, the memory flooded back. He could remember it clearly. Every last detail seemed burned into his brain. Her laying there legs spread. Their tongues dancing together. Everything seemed the same.

“Dammit! Waste of bits!” He threw the book off the bed. Slamming his face back in the pillow he let out a loud scream of annoyance. He stood up but quickly fell over. “Ah shit!” The spell drained him of energy. He laid there on the ground for several minutes before he stood back up. With all his might, he pulled himself onto the mattress and laid down.

His hooves rubbing his temple. The spell did manage one thing… It brought back his killer headache. He decided it was time to quit for the day. He’d go to Umbra’s tomorrow for New Year’s and act like nothing happened. Hopefully her mother didn’t remember.

His eyes closed and he finally passed out on his bed.

Bolt awoke a few hours later. The sun was about to go down. He climbed out of bed, stomach growling. He skipped lunch and dinner not even realizing it.

His hooves gently landed on the ground. Feeling rejuvenated by the nap, he walked down the hall and to the kitchen. He went to the fridge and opened it up. Digging around with his magic, he pulled out some bread, a head of lettuce, and other vegetables.

He found a large knife to cut up the lettuce and vegetables. The red glow around the handle as it cut apart the head of lettuce and tomato. He began to layer them on the bread as he cut up an onion.

Crying he placed the rings on the sandwich and pushed down. Dropping the knife in the sink and pulling a plate from a cabinet he sat the sandwich on it and began to walk back down the hall.

“Hey sweetie,” His mother, Ruby Drift, called from the living room.

“Hey mom…”

“You okay dear? You sound a bit higher pitched than normal.”

The plate fell and shattered on the ground. The unicorn standing over it as his mother ran in. Instead of her son, she saw there was a smaller unicorn. Her coat the same, the mane was a bit puffier and longer. It ran down the side of her face and still had the black ends to it. The tail was a lot bigger. It was split perfectly down the middle; top half orange, bottom half black.

The unicorn’s hooves were fully covered and the muzzle rounded off. The unicorn mare blinked and her eyelashes moved gently.

“Um... Yeah, I'm fine..." Bolted Tinker, now Tinker Belle, said.

She heard her mother walking to the kitchen. There was no time to teleport away before she was in there.

"What the hell happened!?" Ruby exclaimed.

"I was practicing magic and fucked up a spell," Tinker told her, neglecting to mention exactly what spell she was trying to do.

"Well, do you know how to get back to normal?" His mother asked.

Tinker put a hoof on the back of her head, rubbing her mane. "Um... No..."

Ruby sighed, but then she remembered something. "There is someone who can help... Unfortunately she's away in Canterlot at the moment."

"Shit..." Tinker said in disappointment. "Fine, I'll wait, I guess.”

“Go back to your room and rest up. I’ll tell Umbra you can’t make it tomorrow.”

“That sounds good…” The new mare walked back down the hallway and back into her room. She took out the book and read the spell again. There was an asterisk at the the bottom of the page but not above with the text. It must have faded away.

The bottom of the page read “Mix the ingredients into a potion and drink before casting the spell.”

“Well… I guess I’m stuck like this until that pony gets back…” She let out a long sigh and closed the book. Sliding it back under the bed she rested her head on a pillow. Her eyes shut. Why did she take that first drink? She never drank before. No matter who offered it to her. How was it different with Shady?

Time passed and her thoughts raced through her head. Her mane and tail padded underneath her as she laid on the bed. She pulled up her blankets with her red glow and closed her eyes. Falling asleep quickly. Cursing the world in her sleep.

Tinker awoke the next morning, her new body full of energy. The spell must’ve only made her feel weak. She walked out of her room and made herself breakfast. She couldn’t go to Umbra’s; she wouldn’t have stopped the onslaught of questions.

‘Okay. I have a plan dear,” Ruby said as she walked in. “You’re going to find the pony I told you about.”

“Well, that shouldn’t be difficult,” Tinker Belles voice was fully changed. It was sweet and gentle. It was music to even her own ears.

“She’ll probably be in Canterlot’s library, if I know her.”

“Oh?” Tinker lifted an eyebrow.

“She is amazing with spells. If anypony can figure out how to change you back, it’s her.”

“Alright, Mom. Can I have some bits for the trip? I spent all mine on Umbra’s birthday gift.”

Ruby handed her daughter a bag full of bits. “Use all you have to. I liked having a daughter, but Eve was too much to handle for me. I don’t need another teenage mare. Also dear, be careful. I’m sure you’ve smelled Umbra.”

“Well, yeah I’ve smelled her before. She smells normal most days and really, really good every few weeks,” She said with a hint of annoyance.

“But when she smells like that it means she’s in heat. I smell something different about you, but I believe it’s just because you’re a mare. Just be careful, dear.”

Tinker Belle nodded and grabbed the bits. She strapped her saddlebags around her waist and quickly made her way to the train station. The cat hair was scavenged from out back Carousel Boutique.

She bought her ticket and took her seat for the trip. A stallion came down the aisle and sat with her. It was Smoke… And his nose was picking up a scent.

Oh fuck...

Smoke and Mirrors

There he was, Smoke, sitting there next to Bolted Tinker, now Tinker Belle. His nose was taking in a lot of scents but one had his interest. His nose kept working as he smelled the empty train car. Since it was early, there were very few ponies on this train. Smoke turned his head and stopped sniffing. He located the scent and his purple eyes locked on the mare next to him.

“Hello ma’am. My name is Smoke.” He held out his large hoof. Once it was the same size as Bolts. Now when her fur covered hoof grabbed his, it was dwarfed. He raised it to his muzzle and his lips gently kissed Tinker Belle’s.

“I-I’m Tinker Belle.” She said with a slight shyness. She knew who he was and was not about to let him know who she really was. She pulled her hoof back blushing and looking out the window.

“Nice to meet you Tinker Belle.” He sat down and put his hooves on the seat.

“Tinker or Belle is fine, Mr. Smoke.”

“I like that, Belle. So, what brought you to this lonely train car?” His voice was a strong as ever. Belle knew that voice. She was in heat! This wasn’t good. She found herself uneasy as she sat on her cushioned seat.

“I’m going to find a friend; see if she can help me with a spell I discovered,” it wasn’t a lie. But she still didn’t feel comfortable. Her eyes still looking away as Smoke tried to get her attention. He knew he shouldn’t be bugging her, but he couldn’t help himself.

“A spell? My daughter is dating a unicorn,” he chuckled a bit. “You actually look like him a bit.”

Matching his laugh with a small giggle she responded. “Yeah… That is funny.”

“So if you don’t mind me asking, what’s the spell?” His hoof was on her shoulder. She felt it move. Rubbing her shoulder. Each movement only strengthened her emotions. She sat in thought.

She needed space. She scooted closer to the window pressing against it, but he was determined. That or couldn’t stop himself. He moved closer and began to rub her back.

“So, where are you off to, Smoke?” The young mare asked. Hoping to distract him. “You’re a pegasus. Why not just fly?”

“I’m on my way to Canterlot for training,” He responded leaning in closer. “I work as a firefighter and we are required to go every couple of years. The reason I’m not in the air? I had a few drinks before I left,” He giggled a bit as the familiar smell of whiskey entered her nostrils.

The feeling inside her grew. Smoke was a strong, hard working stallion. He was a perfect mate to quell her feeling to have a foal inside her. Her crotch was on fire. She needed to stop it but had no clue.

He thought of Shady, and how young Belle was. He couldn’t cheat on his wife, especially with an underaged mare. But every thought of doubt left his mind as he got another strong whiff of her enticing scent. He inched closer to the young mare.

“So, you gonna tell me what spell you found?” The question left her mind. She couldn’t think straight. The more he spoke the more her insides let out her exoctic, attracting scent.

“Yeah… It’s called 'Last Friday Night,' it’s a memory spell. To make you forget anything you don’t want to remember.”

“Oh? What would a pretty mare like you need that spell for?” He responded teasingly. “Having relationship issues?”

“Yeah,” she giggled nervously. His mouth was inches away from her ear and he was whispering gently into it. She couldn’t handle it. She covered her marehood with the saddlebag in an attempt to stop the fire growing inside her. “You could say that.”

“Shame to hear Belle. How about I make it go away.” He began to nibble her ear. The feeling was too much and she let out a small moan. She loved it and wanted more. Her instincts took over and she grabbed him.

Dragging him to the small bathroom she crammed him in there and joined him. Instantly she was over him. He sat back on the toilet; her legs spread and she climbed on his thighs making out with him. Their tongues danced as she rubbed up and down his massive body. His hooves were squeezing and playing with her flank.

The massive hooves moved her plot cheeks. It felt amazing and drove her wild. She stopped her focus on him and turned around. Putting her forehooves high against the door she looked over her shoulder. Her face hiding behind her mane, for the most part.

He saw her eyes. He knew that look.

He stood up rubbing himself. Her horn began to glow and moved her tail out of the way revealing her dripping marehood. “Come fuck me, Smoke," She couldn’t think straight, her instincts controlled her mind. Her only thoughts were to get his member inside her and have a foal.

He pressed a large hoof against the door and with his other hoof lined himself up with the mares virgin flesh. Little did he know he was about to claim her. He began to push through her lips. The tip of his shaft was much bigger than her opening as she grunted and groaned.

His head was prodding at her insides. And within no time he forced it into her tight marehood. “Oh damn. You’re tight Belle. I’m gonna love this.”

“Just shut up and fuck me!” She yelled at him. The top of her head pushing into the door. It wasn’t budging but it bent and moved to his hooves.

He pushed as hard as he could. The virgin insides giving him great resistance. She screamed in pain as he forced his way in. His large member opening her up with great force. With one loud scream it happened. A great pain emitted from her pelvic area. Her cherry popped, and her marefriend’s father claimed it.

She screamed in pain but that didn’t phase him. He only whispered and talked to her. Telling her how he didn’t think she was a virgin and how he was going to make the pain go away. Describing every detail of how he felt as his flared tip made it’s way deeper into her ribbed walls.

Then his hips meet her flank. Panting heavily she relaxed as she accepted him. His member fully inside her and without a moments notice he pulled out to the tip. Blood and her excitement all along his shaft as he slowly pushed it back in. The pain came back and she began to cry.

It was immense but she loved it. The fire in her crotch was only getting stronger as ecstasy took over. Within minutes of the repeated motion of his hips she began to encourage him. His teeth grinding the tip of her ear as his hips picked up speed.

His powerful back legs extended and contracted driving himself into her. Their skin clapping and echoing inside the cramped room. Her hooves pushing at the bowing door. He was powerful and she wanted more.

“AH! Smoke! Faster!” She cried in pleasure. The pain was covered by pleasure as he worked himself deep inside the mare. He shifted his weight forward and began to work deep inside, quickly sliding a couple inches in and out as deep as he could.

His hoof rubbed up her stomach and to her chin. He grabbed her face and turned it to meet him. He forced his tongue deep inside her mouth again. Licking up every inch he could. Her eyes were shut tight and tear filled. The mixed emotions showed as she submitted to the large gray pegasus.

Her moans and whines of pain and joy went directly into his mouth only fueling him to come to his climax.

Her insides tightend up. Her whole face scrunched up as the rest of her body tensed. A stream of clear liquid made its way down her inner thigh. Her whole body instantly began shaking as it was covered by a wave of pleasure. The stallion made her cum and soon, he would too.

With one last pull, Smoke jammed as deep as he could go. His load of thick, white, liquid shot out of his tip and filled her up. Her eyes rolled back as her stomach expanded a bit. She was in pure bliss. He pulled out and a good amount of cum came with his flaccid stallionhood. She fell to the floor exhausted.

“Oh, Celestia what have I done… Belle I’m sorry...” He just had a look of shock on his face. He fucked up big time, and he knew it. If Shady, or anyone for that matter, found out, he was dead.

A million thoughts raced trhough his mind. What was wrong with him? He was always fine controlling himself around other mares that were in heat... But that scent... Belle's scent was different. It was irresistable.

"It's... Okay..." She panted, still coming down from her orgasm. "I'm fine."

Smoke nodded in response and left the bathroom. He was going to have a lot to think about.

Alone in the bathroom, she panted and stood up. Her back legs wobbled greatly and gave away. She fell back onto the toilet and her head rested against the wall. Breathing heavily she finally came to her senses.

Examining her crotch she noticed that she was leaking his cum. She needed to get rid of as much as possible. Using some magic she pulled as much as she could out. Her mind came into focus and she stood up.

Her stomach killed. It hurt every time an ab muscle flexed. She wrapped a towel around her hoof and held it under the sink. Running cold water over it she moved it to her belly. Letting the cool towel numb her pain. Now she was realizing what she had done...

I… I can’t believe it… I cheated on Umbra with her mother and her father! I’m so dead if she ever finds out. She thought to herself.

She cleaned up the mess with the paper towels and walked out. She returned to her seat. Smoke was gone and the train had stopped. They arrived in Canterlot and she quickly scooted out of the train.

Her face hiding behind her mane. Tail lowered between her legs covering her used marehood. She held her emotions in and quickly made her way to the library where she knew her helper was.

As she walked in she saw the mare she was looking for. There, at a table sat Eauestria's newest princess, face in a book and her eyes scanning the words.

Found her...