'Swag'

I walked with Vinyl through town, idly chatting and discussing my home town. She seemed extremely interested in the old school style Poland had, I didn't have the heart to tell her it was because of how backed up club styles were. She lead me towards a shop and ran in. "Gray...you can eat right?"

I shrugged. "Depends. What does this place sell?"

Vinyl let the door fall behind me. "Trust me and find a seat, okay?"

I shrugged and looked around the shop. I spotted a familiar pony chewing idly with an empty plate. I walked over to Colgate and joined her in her booth. "Hey you- holy shit it's you...." Colgate noted, stopping her chewing and pushing her plate away. "Gray, what the buck dude, I barely see you anymore!"

I rubbed my head. "Been spending a lot of time with Vinyl, I know--"

"Pancakes." Vinyl stated, rushing over with her cousin. "I bring pancakes!" She and her cousin set them down. Tremble slid in next to me and Vinyl was left staring at her pilfered seat. "Treble, I was gonna sit there."

Treble looked at her seat, then at me. "But...he's hot...." Trebled scooted against my side. "I like sitting next to him...he smells good too...." Treble snuggled against me. "He...you single?"

Vinyl reared up, planting her hooves on the table. "Treble you bitch! You know we're...wait...you do know we're together right? You- you do know that right?"

Treble slowly turned to face me. "Dude...that's awesome...can we share?"

Colgate was stunned as she stared at me. "Gray...the buck did you find these two?"

I smiled and shrugged deeply. "I meet people in the weirdest places don't I."

Vinyl and Treble were arguing back and forth while Colgate just watched. "But...he smells like sexy...." Treble said calmly, rubbing my thigh. "You can not share...that's not fair. We share toys...."

Vinyl went beet red, Colgate on the verge of busting up as she stared at her. "Treble...we don't share toys...you...steal...my- bitch stop laughing!" She snapped at Colgate. "Gray who the fuck is this?!"

Colgate didn't seemed fazed by her insult and just kept laughing. "Move- slut move- I can't be here for this. It's too much." Colgate pushed past Vinyl and started walking away.

"Dude...she never paid...." treble stated dryly, pushing off of me and after her. Vinyl took the oppurtunity and claimed her rightful position on my left.

"Idiot...." Vinyl sniped at her, snuggling against me. "And no...I'm not about to share you...."

"I wasn't going to ask--"

"Hey watch it you dipshit!' An angry voice rang from outside. "Dumb slut, you need to watch your fucking step!"

I looked out the window and spotted Treble being harassed by a man with a hag, the word swag printed across the front. "Jesus above...." I pushed Vinyl out of the way and got to my feet as a massive man in an apron and a paper hat started walking towards the exit. "You, stay. I take care of this."

The man in the hat leaned against the counter as I walked outside. "Hey, you!" I jogged over and scooted Treble back. "You, inside, now!"

"Hey I can--"

I looked back to her with a look of death about me. Her ears went floppy as she started backing away. The punk before me was yelling obsenities. "What the hell are you, some pony fucking Russian, you some horse fucker!? Bet you think you're tough, bet you--"

I put my hand on his chest and pushed him back a step. "Leave before you get hurt."

The punk pushed my hand away. "You don't fucking touch me you fucking piece of shit I should just I--" he stopped himself and turned away. He sprung back, grazing my jaw as he swung his fist limply towards me.

I pushed his hands away and leveled a left hook right into his jaw, dropping him. I stepped forward, my chest forcing him forward and onto his back. "You think you are funny!? Get the fuck up. I said get the fuck up!"

The punk just laid there, crying as he held his jaw. "Fuck you man, fuck you, fucking fucker!"

I spit on the man, turning back towards the shop and wiping my scratchy chin. "Idiots...." I walked into the shop and sat back down next to Vinyl. "You see that sh--"

Vinyl latched onto my arm, pulling my hand between her legs and grinding her hips. "Fuck me...fuck me on this table, in the bathroom...just fuck me."

"Eeeeeh....no."

The burly man walked over and put his hands on the table. He was a massive human being. "Ey, next time, you let me take carra' that. But...thanks." His voice was well fitted to him, low, bassy, and his accept was perfect. For a moment I felt like I had just lived a mobster movie. Except instead of Italian food, I was eating pancakes.

Vinyl was breathing heavily as she tried to force my fingers lower. "Gray...come on...."

"Not in public." I pulled my hand free and wiped my fingers on her coat.

"Too late for that! I fucking dripped through my panties when you knocked that poser out!" Vinyl grabbed at my hand greedily. "Gray come on...I- bathroom...now, go go go." She poked and prodded me out of my seat. I managed to snag a pancake and shove it in my mouth before she started pulling me towards the bathroom.

She was yanking me into the women's restroom by my sleeve. I swallowed the pancake in my mouth and was flung into a bathroom stall. "Gray, you see that hole!?"

I let out an exasperated huff. "At least let me wash my hands first...I have blood on kurwa blood on my knuckles."

I walked out the stall, finding Vinyl rubbing herself raw through her panties. "Gray...I wanna ride your face like a bike seat."

I washed my hands in the sink and walked over to her. "I- I'm not going to stick myself through here."

Vinyl pouted, taking her glasses off with her fem juice stained hoof. "Gray...I just watch you knock the piss out the representation of everything I hate...I need this. I just ate something amazing, I just watched a hipster fag get KO'd, and if I cum...if I cum that's it. I will never have a better day."

I rolled my eyes and picked her up. I put the lid down on the toilet and propped her forelegs against the cistern. "Well I'm fine...so I don't mind this being one sided...."

Vinyl let out a sharp huff as I put my hands on her flanks. "Gray...be rough...be rough."

I spread her flank, making the growing wet spot stretch. I could see her clit winking from behind the fabric and pressed my thumb against it. She let out a sharp gasp in response. "Dude, panties off first...panties off, panties!" She continued to moan and groan as I traced a circle around her clit with my index finger, my other hand pulling at the wet spot and squeezing her flank. "You mother- Fuck!"

A soft, squelch, filled the room as I started sliding my fingers up and down her growing wet spot, digging in hard and harder each time. The smell of sweat filled the room as Vinyl clutched the toilet's cistern. She whispered angrily to herself as I dragged my now damp fingers over her slid, feeling the damp cloth press against her lips, splitting them and pressing against her hot pink flesh.

I let my fingers dig in, yanking at her lips and exposing her insides to the super soft cloth of the panties. She was breathing heavily, trying to look back at me. "Gray, I'm gonna die, I'm gonna- gonna- fucking die!"

I pressed her panties inside her, letting my fingers go along into her sopping wet entrance, heat enveloped my fingers as she started tightening up. Her legs kicked up, making her chin smack against the cistern as she went rigid. I felt my hands get soaked as she slid backwards off the toilet and against my lap. "Fuck my ass....that...hurt so good...."

I wiped my hands off on Vinyl's coat. "Quick enough...still have my touch." I scooped up Vinyl and carried her back into the shop. I smacked Treble with the door, making her take a few steps back.

"Dude...that sounded awesome...can I come home with you?"

I looked down at the snowy maned mare. "Don't you have to work?"

Treble turned to the counter. "Micky, can I go home?"

"You clean up yet!?" The mobster yelled from behind the counter.

"Yeah dude!"

"Get outta here then." Micky waved us off. "I'm takin' the money for the pancakes out of your pay thought!"

Treble nodded offhandedly. "Dude...you owe me ten bits."

I shrugged, Vinyl babbling happily in my arms. "We'll see when my hands are empty."

"Gray...I need to shower...bad." Vinyl mumbled as she curled up. "And...I want you to wear these on your head...." She stated without humor, pulling at her panties with her magic. "You're gonna do it...."

"I'm not going to do that."

Treble shook her mane. "Uh...I'll do it...."

Vinyl peeked out over my arms. "Gray...why is she following us?"

Treble smiled wide. "Threesome."