Promise was sitting on his couch in his apartment. He was happily playing some classic Super Neighntendo. Mortal Pony Kombat. The other player was sitting to his side with a look of boredom you get after the 30th rematch of any game.
"Ivory wins, again," she sighed, pushing the gamepad away. She picked up a pencil and scratched another tally mark on the scorekeeping notepad. "Twenty-five to six. There's our best of fifty. Can we-"
"One more match! I just about had you there!" Promise begged, that silly 'one-more' pouty face hoping to sway Ivory to give in. "Best of sixty?" It wasn't working this time.
"No, I don't think so. Isn't there anything else you want to do?" she asked, looking at the walls and shelves for something else besides the game they'd been playing for over an hour straight.
"Fine... but for the record I let you win," he grinned.
She raised an eyebrow. "Really now?"
"Yeah, I'm just cool like that," Promise smirked, leaning back into the couch. "Next time your ass is grass, and I've got the weedwhacker." Goddesses, the smug expression that pony could wear after losing so hard. Ivory thumped him in the side of the head with her hoof, not too hard.
"Ow." Promise over-exaggeratedly rubbed his unruly mane.
"Oh shut up, bitch," she smiled back. "I could have done that way harder."
"Oh, could have done it harder now?" Promise asked, too proud of pointing out that innuendo. "I like harder."
Ivory had an idea. "Do you now? I betcha do."
"What's that supposed to mean?" He sat up a little.
"Well you said it. I bet you take it like a little bitch is all. Little bitches love it when they get it harder, right?" This time she was smirking, staring him down with heavy lids as she leaned in.
"I you've no idea how I take it," he tilted his head and leaned in too. And he whispered. "With cream... two sugars."
"Oh COME ON!" she shouted, swinging her hoof and clocking Promise in the jaw. He fell back on the arm of the couch, laid out and this time holding his hoof to an actually hurt part of his head. He was laughing like an idiot, which only got Ivory more worked up.
"Hahahaha, ow, hahahaha, the look on your face! Ow!" He kicked her in the flank with his back leg. Enough to mean business but not enough to hurt too much. "Anypony ever tell you that you hit pretty hard for a mare?"
Ivory furrowed her brow and then her expression changed. "I wonder if you'd be teasing so hard if I'd hit something else that can be almost as hard as your thick skull," she said looking down.
Promise's 'Big Promise' had slipped out of his sheath in the excitement. And there was a mare looking his currently soft form up and down. He rolled to his side away from her, face gone red. "N-now knock that off. And you said I was teasing."
Her eyes opened wide, and her grin broadened to almost comical proportions. "Hah! I only talked about hitting it! So you do like it rough, huh?" He brought his back hooves up, trying to tuck them under him as she kept trying to look under. "You knock it off, I wasn't done yet!"
"Nnnnnope," Promise said, lifting his head and looking at her out of the corner of his eye. "That's not for you."
"You fucking tease!" she fell on him, folding her front legs on his rump. "So what about this? Can I have this?" she asked as she play-ground her crotch against him.
"No," he said, poking his tongue at her.
"Be careful sticking things out at me. You know how I reacted to the last one," she stuck her tongue out at him. "So can I have one of my own then?"
"What?" he blanked.
"A cock. I've always thought about what it'd be like to have one. You're a unicorn. Magic me or something." Ivory rested her head on Promise's flank.
"I can magic a mare, but not that way," he wiggled his brows.
"But you said no!" she exclaimed.
"No, I told you I'm not just gonna let you have something," he blew a puff of air over her floppy rainbow mohawk.
"And you won't give me a cock!" she glared up.
A thought passed his face, and he took a breath and blew it over her mane again. "Well."
"I knew it!" she sat up excitedly, hooves now both firmly planted on Promise's ass.
"Yeah, yeah. Just sit tight for a minute." He sighed as his horn glowed purple and a nondescript book floated into the room. It opened in front of his face and he flipped through it, stopping on this page or that for a bit. He nodded, closed the book, and floated the book back to wherever it had come from. His horn faded out "Kay."
There was a silence. "Are you gonna do it or what?"
"I already did," he said as he nodded down toward Ivory's lower-belly-area.
Her wings fluffed out as she threw her legs apart to look, smiling widely before realizing she should have been flapping her wings. Her head landed firmly on Promise's flank again, and a new feeling graced her and him. Her balls against this side of his ass. Her face went blank for a second, then her eyes unfocussed a bit as they both felt her drop and her new pony dick started to slide out. Promise just watched her and the faces she was making with a soft smile.
She reflexively humped a couple times, unused to the new feelings she was experiencing. "Ohmygoddesses." Her breathing was hard, her mouth open, her blue eyes staring off into nothing. She started to purposefully move her hips, the feeling of rubbing herself against something in an entirely new way taking over her.
The owner of the ass cheek she was humping felt her getting harder and decided he didn't want her to get too carried away. "Enjoying yourself?" he asked, watching as her mind snapped back to the now and she realized what she had been doing. For the briefest moment she was embarrassed, her already flushed face turning a bit more crimson, making it hard to believe it was creamy yellow not long ago.
"Umf. Yeah, what about it?" she tried recovering, her voice cracking. She swallowed hard. "Hey, I've got this idea-"
"Nope, still can't have," Promise grinned.
"You fucking cocktease!" she shouted, this time less amused, her now raging hard shaft still pressed between herself and Promise's asscheek. He shifted his back half, pressing his rump more into her crotch and eliciting another reflexive hump from her. "Mmh... The fuck did you give me this for then?"
"You asked for it, I didn't say I'd be getting you off though," he stuck his tongue out at her again. Of course he would have ignored her warning, and she pressed her mouth to his, sucking his tongue in and biting down on it. Promise's eyes went wide as he stared down his muzzle at the kiss being taken from him. Her eyes were closed, her head thickly clouded with fresh lust from her new endowment.
She broke the kiss, keeping her teeth on his tongue for just a second longer before letting him have it back. She swallowed hard. "Pretty please?" she asked huskily.
"Let me think about it," he replied, preparing to give in but closing his eyes and lifting his head haughtily.
"Wellthatwasmebeingnice" she mumbled. She started to shove Promise over on his back, her drooling cockhead getting his thigh fur wet with precum. Promise was too shocked by her forwardness to act- just for a moment.
He was fully on his back, her dick bobbing under her as she fought the pony under her, arranging him to her liking. It was then that they both looked down, as Promise's cock was rock hard too, and was crossed with hers. The two ponies stared under themselves, comparing and ogling. Ivory's penis was long and slightly thin, like her. The head was notably larger than the rest of the shaft, and it wasn't even flared yet. It was a dark charcoal, in sharp contrast with her ivory yellow coat. Her balls hung behind it between her legs, not too big but not too small. She shifted, and the two members slid over one another, a bead of pre from hers smearing into his. Promise's cock was long and thick, with a gray base and balls leading up to where the shaft became pink mottled half-way up. His thickness was more uniform, and the ring of flesh mid-length almost clearly defined where his colors changed. His balls were proportionate to his size, like his body and his dick. Large to extra-large.
Ivory kept staring as Promise came to his senses ever so slightly, and quickly shoved her off with his back hooves. But he accidentally pushed too hard, knocking the wind out of her a bit and sending her tumbling straight off the couch, mare-stallionhood wiggling comically as she landed on her back. Well now he knew that the spell kept her mare bits too.
He hopped off the couch and leaned down to try to help her up, and she swung a hoof at his jaw again, this time the other side. Promise took it unflinchingly and raised a brow. "So you really think I like it rough?"
She was breathing even harder, chest rising and falling as she stared up. "I know it!" They both grinned as she leaped up, cracking him under the jaw this time with her head. He stumbled back, both ponies now on their feet. Her lustful look had a bit more to it now. "I'm gonna make that ass mine."
Promise lowered his head, getting into a battle stance. "Bring it. Bitch." She charged him, tackling into his braced shoulder and bouncing back against the pony that was somehow taller than her. "Try harder, bitch." She growled, flapping her wings to give her more speed as she headbutt him in the face again, this time catching the side of his face. A cut formed under his eye, and the both of them stumbled back form the impact, knocking over the lamp next to the couch and shifting the lighting to illuminate from below. He swung around and gave her a buck to the hip, this time more serious. She tumbled down at the force, springing back up and swinging around herself to backhoof Promise in the face. His lip split, blood from the first cut spattering on the floor and her hoof. He grinned and threw his head under the leg and leaned in, his breath felt along her shaft as he threw her off balance and sent her to the floor again. He sat on her side, his much larger frame pinning her. "You're gonna have to try waaaay harder."
Ivory whipped her head around and bit his ass hard, making him jump up and giving her a chance to get back up. She growled again as she swung hoof after hoof, several missing but getting pissed that Promise was just shrugging them off. She bit his shoulder, getting a wince from him. So she bit harder. He was tiring of the biting, so he pushed her up on two legs and against the back of the couch, shoving his face to hers, taking a kiss himself, their tongues now entwined. She smiled around the kiss and then bit down on both fleshes. Promise groaned into her mouth, pressing his crotch into hers, their cocks again crossed. She spit him out, red from the both of their mouths running down her lip.
They caught their breath, looking at each others' bloodied faces. Then she tripped him, hoofing him hard in the chest as he went down. Promise tried to laugh as he hit the floor, looking up as his opponent fell back down to four legs. She rolled him over on his belly as he tried to catch his breath, and she pressed her tip against the middle of his butt. He looked back almost concedingly as she stared him down victoriously.
Her front legs tight over his shoulders, body pressed into him, his tail to the side giving her full access, she whispered in his ear, "Shut up and take it, bitch." She thrust, first sticking it into his taint, then against the base of his tail, then his cheek, then under his balls, resting under his cock. She was quiet. "Am... am I in?" she asked awkwardly.
It's a good thing he'd had the wind knocked out of him because he would have totally laughed right then. "Nah, it's ok though. Practice makes perfect," he consoled. He then stood up quickly, wincing at the beating he'd taken, cock still sticking straight out under him. "I'll show you how it's done." Before she could protest, Promise bucked her shoulder, taking her front legs out and sending her face into the floor. He kept her rear steady with is magic. Face down, ass up.
He mounted her this time as she pushed her front off the floor, glaring at him with crimson streaming from one nostril. "Waiting for something you son of a bitch?" she asked with spiteful anticipation.
He got that self-satisfied smirk on his face again. "Had to make you ask for it."
"Oh my fucking- AH!" she was cut off mid-eye roll as he slammed half his length into her marehood. He let her get used to it before slowly pulling back out to the tip and grinding back in. He was sure to be excruciatingly slow. He lit his horn and she felt his magic gently caressing her shaft. If it kept up like this she was gonna get really pissed. "Come on you bastard."
Promise picked up the pace, going deeper with each thrust. "Shut up and take it, bitch," he replied and slammed in to the hilt. She made this little sexy noise that was like a moan but a growl and a squeak all in one. He liked it so much that he had to hear it again. He pounded her again. Same noise. "Fuck that's good." He pulled back, starting to go in at a comfortable pace, looking for her sweet spot and-
"Aaaaah! Hnnn, fuck you!" There we are. Focusing his attentions on that, playing with angle and force he drilled her hard. She was so hot and wet around him, he was losing himself to her. Enough so that she got sick of waiting and slammed her ass back into him, knocking him right off her. He landed on his back and she pounced on him, hovering her dripping slit over his dick.
Which put her cockhead right next to his mouth. Promise leaned in and gave it a kiss, playing with it with his tongue. Her legs buckled, having forgot that was a thing that could happen. she fell over his bruised face, her length trying to force its way further and further into his mouth. He sucked hard, rolling his tongue over the head and around her shaft. Her chest was on the floor, her hips bucking on their own. Her wings started to flap as she got more and more into it, the tip pounding the back of his throat before he finally just swallowed it all.
She grimaced as she felt hot flesh gripping and pulling her long shaft in all at once as she started to facefuck somepony for the first time in earnest. Her tongue poked out of her mouth, her own bitemarks still fresh as her reddened saliva pooled on the floor. He'd force her out to take breaths, but otherwise let her do her thing as she liked while sucking and tonguing as he could. Her moaning grew in pitch until he spat her out and slid out from under her, leaving her humping air.
She gave a lost, dizzy look to him as she wondered where her warm tight mouth went. She shook her head and glared, her expression softening as the lube got stashed away and the very thing she had asked for was presented her. "You had to work for it, baby," he said as he bumped her. She smiled. And then she jumped on him, plowing right in, getting an "Oooah!" from him.
She thrust into him like a colt having his first time, eyes closed tight and head laying on his back. His magic flicked on again as he took care of himself, maybe enjoying what he was getting, and played with her mare-parts. Sliding in and out with ease, she went deep and hard and fast. She hardly lasted three minutes of solid, fast pounding before she gave off a longer version of that sexy squeak growl, mouth open and tongue out. Promise felt her flare swell up massively in him, filling him up with cock and cum. As she pulled out of him, he felt his own climax as he blasted the floor and the back of his legs with is own jizz.
Ivory slipped off him, collapsing to the floor unconscious from the stimulus overload and exhaustion of their roughhousing. Promise levitated her to his bedroom, laying her on top of the covers as he dropped his glasses he realized were cracked now on his bedside table. He curled up with her and kissed her gently on the neck in thanks, totally wiped out.
"You so fucking owe me one," he whispered.
