Radio Baltimare

I waited at my door, head leant against the hardwood, plates in my hands, scrapes and rashes on my skin. “God…why have you punished me so?” I asked the knocker, my ass catching a cold draft from below.

My neighbor looked up from below. “I get why humans don’t wear skirts now.” He snickered in that strange griffon way, very shrill and always on the verge of bursting out into an eagle’s roar. Like he was constantly inhaling as he laughed.

I did my best to ignore him, banging my head against the door and waiting for someone to push it open. And before long, Marigold appeared in the doorway, forcing herself upright against the door frame. Her doughy belly and wide hips painfully human when stood on two hooves. “Hi there….” She cooed, her words dripping as they rolled off her tongue. “For me?”

I walked past her, ignoring the loud clop as she dropped down to four hooves again. “I brought…food.” My words were broken, my spirit shattered like a broken window pane. “Where’s…Coco?”

Marigold wiggled her way between my legs, her tail brushing my undercarriage as she moved. “Sleeping, dear. You really worked us hard last night, but I’m usually pretty, energetic.” She fluttered her eyelashes, sending shivers through my pecs. “Gotta say, she’s got a really tight stomach.”

I walked into my kitchen nook, setting the plates down on the counter. “Oh god…what the fuck did I do?” I asked myself, genuinely worried about my mental health.

Marigold followed me, rubbing my upper ribs with her cheek. “Two mares big boy,” She bit my skin, trying to get at my nipple. “Two mares, belly to belly, pussy against pussy. You just went mare to mare, like an animal.” She wrapped a hoof around my chest, standing upright and nearly matching my height. She leaned her mouth towards my jaw. “Like an animal.” She licked my jawline, breathing hard past my chin, nearly panting. “And we took it, I took it all, just like the good little bitch I am. Like the good, horny little mare I am.” She bit my neck, licking my skin. She started sucking at it, pulling my tender neck flesh with her lips. She let off with a pop, her hoof tracing up and down my chest. “I left a mark….”

I slumped forward, leaning against the counter with my torso and crumbling to my knees. I didn't say a word, I simply collapsed against the counter. I slowly let myself down, laying across the kitchen floor and curling up. Marigold stepped back, watching me as I went into the fetal position. "Hey, Ivan, you alright?"

I tucked up as tight as I could. "... Just eat the fucking food!" I screamed, eyes straight ahead at a set of cabinets. "Eat the god damn food and leave me alone!"

Marigold laid down next to me. "Ben, there's only one way you're going to get me to be quiet. Either a ball gag and a hard spanking, or you're gonna have to stuff that big sweaty cock in my mouth. Just...jamming that thick meaty dick," she bristled, shaking slightly with a blush across her face, "right down my throat." She lowered her head, hiding behind her thick mane. "Oh Celestia, I want to be your cock sock right now." She rolled onto her back, smiling lewdly. She made a kissing motion at me. "Come on...abuse me, I'm yours, just promise to cum inside and mark me like some dirty slut."

My cock was trying to explode out of my towel. "...What the fuck?" I whimpered, staring through Marigold's head.

Marigold smiled. "Heat, and you're cute." She rolled onto her belly. "Hey...we're together right, can I tell you a secret?"

"Can never be undone!" I screamed, rocking back and forth on the floor. "Never!"

"I ship my employees." She whispered, crawling towards me. "I did it back in Prance, in Manehattan, in Canterlot. I've paired off seventy of my workers, you're the third one I've been involved with. Honestly...I think I'll stick around for this one." She smiled at me, wide as could be. "Coco and you'd make a good herd." She wiggled her way towards me. "But let me tell you something, I'm the mare." She stared at me, eyes sharp, "I get what I want, you and her...you're the herd, I'm the bucking shepherd."

She hopped upright. "Now we're going to keep working, we're going to let this work out." she stretched her wings. "Now wrap one of these things around yourself, I'm going to eat if off you." I felt a pancake slap my ankle. "... Ethan, have you been listening?"

I just shook my head. "You're a fucking crazy person."

Marigold shrugged. "Trust me, stick around, I'm not that bad. Just a little hungry right now." Her hooves seemed to be constantly tapping on the floor. "But really, I do like you, and I'd like to make this a thing. But right now, I need dick--"

"Why did you involve Coco in this!?" I screamed, actually looking up at her. "She doesn't deserve this!"

Marigold stared at me. "Have you seen that mare? She is adorable, and I'm not letting somepony take advantage of her."

I felt my face twist into pure rage. "Bitch, you're taking advantage of her!"

Marigold held her hoof out, looking off to the side dismissively. "Yeah, but I'm safe about it. Now...if you really want to leave, just tell me. I'll leave you alone, pay for you to go to some other city, but I'd appreciate if you gave me a chance."

"I woke up in bed with you!" I screamed, "How--"

"I meant outside of me playing with you." Marigold pulled the plate down from the counter. "The radio show, the name thing, come on...are you--"

"That's not flirty! It's fucking rude!" I shouted, sitting upright. "You're bad at flirting!"

Marigold popped up nose to nose with me. "Ethan...this isn't me being flirty. Do you want me to be flirty?" She asked honestly. "I was playing...riling you up, getting you and Coco together was easy, just get you both mad at me, now we're here. Now you're going to tell me what you want, and be clear."

I leaned back, terrified at the gold orange mare before me. "You're terrifying."

"Depends on the day." She stated. "Now, do you want this to be a thing? I'm inviting you...."

I bit my lip hard, my brow slowly falling flat. "You're going to get my name right, and you're going to back the hell up!" I stood up, finally letting the rage build in my heart instead of my head. "If you want a relationship, you're going to step the fuck back, and do it like a normal person! What happened last night, you don't tell Coco, you don't tell anyone, and you pretend it never happened. Got it?!"

Marigold smiled at me, pressing her nose against my own. "It makes me wet when you're like this." She wiggled her nose against mine. "Fine, I'll play your little game. Now, we need an actual date. Show up to my office tomorrow, we'll work things out."

I grumbled hazily as Marigold turned to the door. "God...you're a psycho--"

She snapped around in the doorway. "Then tell me to leave, tell me to leave and never come back."

Things went silent, leaving me standing off with the chubby mare. "That's what I thought," Marigold flicked her tail, "I'm glad you're not a completely stubborn stallion."

I couldn't help but feel something for her, even if only sexual it was enough for the lower parts of my brain to shut me up. "Just go...take the pancakes." I grabbed a plate, walking over to her in a huff. "I'll take care of Coco, just...leave right now."

Marigold took the plate. "I know you'll take care of her, that's why I want you for my herd." She smiled, "Now think about it." She whipped herself around, smacking my groin with her tail. "It's bigger than most humans I've seen." She stated, smiling back at me. "And thanks for the food. ... Harold."

She snickered as she walked off. A loud creak came from the other room. "Ethan?" Coco's voice broke the silence. "What happened?"

I turned to her, holding my arms out before slapping them against my side. "Uh...we had sex.... Stupid, drunk, sex. I'm really sorry."

Coco looked down at her hooves. "Oh...uh.... So am I." She turned away. "I drank too much, didn't I?"

I shook my head. "No, it's my fault--"

"No, really, it was mine--" I cut Coco off mid thought.

"Uh...pancakes?" I offered up a plate, "If you want I can like...help you figure out another place to stay."

Coco grew a bit pink. "Um...I thought I was going to move in down stairs." She walked over, taking the plate from me. "Thank you...."

I stuffed my hands under the towel. "Well I didn't think you'd want to live that close to me...after...this." I waggled my hand towards the bedroom. "Just kind of weird."

Coco turned to the door, her ears falling flat as she took on a blush. "Um, it's not that bad. I mean, it's really my faul--"

"Did you need help moving?" I asked, trying to avoid us falling into an apologize roulette again. "I could find some time."

Coco looked up at me, smiling softly. "That would be nice, thank you."

I frowned hard. "Don't thank me...." I turned to the door, thinking of Marigold. "Really, don't thank me."

Coco coughed softly. "...Too late."

I felt my heart warm up, a smile dragging softly across my face.