The Wrong Kind Of Llama

by Jellydog14

Rating: teen
Tags: Random, Crossover, Lyra, Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Other, Romance, Sex, Comedy
Length: 920

Caaaaaaaaaarrrrl! You made another inter-dimensional portal!

Once again, Carl The Llama has messed things up, And now, he cannot find any hands to snack on anywhere.

This was requested by a friend, and to be honest I've been wanting a experiment with more mature writing, and as soon as i thought of hands and Lyra, the two sort of clicked. welcome to this fan-fic and my first experimentation of mature writing!

Published 2014-03-10 01:30:11 UTC
Last updated 2014-03-10 01:30:11 UTC

Essence on the box-floor

"Caaaaaaarl! What have you built in our house, Carl!?!" Paul Exclaimed, looking at the strange blue metal box with a door.
"I'm not quite sure, it came to me in a dream," Carl replied in his usual strange demeanor.
"How could it suddenly be in real life when you said it was in your dream?"
"The lovely elderly couple from 2b who stole the croissant rolls were there too,"
"CAAAAAAARL! put me down! I swear you get wierder every day!" Carl had indeed picked up Paul and was slowly stepping into the box.
"CAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-"
Zap! they were gone.

MEANWHILE, IN EQUESTRIA

Lyra was taking a walk in the park. Whenever her partner, Bon-Bon, was at work, and there was no trace of human digits to be found, she would walk in the park thinking of what things that would be going through her head if she saw one with the other.
"Oh sweet Celestia...That would be amazing!" Lyra shuddered as she thought to herself, and suddenly remembered she should stop thinking about that before more things leaked out of her body other than saliva. She resumed her walk without thinking of that taunting image.
"Those fingers would be so useful...for..." That final thought snapped Lyra's patience. She ran into a Porta-Potty, and started leaking onto the floor.
"Nnnngh... this really isn't the best time, brain...mmmmph..." Lyra groaned.
"CAAAAAARL! THERE IS A PONY ORGASMING IN FRONT OF US!" She heard a voice emit behind her
"I surprisingly find this hard to pleasure myself to, Paul," Said a much calmer voice.
Lyra turned round to see two Llamas, in hats. the brown furred one wearing a lady-like fedora sort of hat. It was red and had a small yellow flower on it. A light-grey furred Llama was next to him, wearing a hat that looked similarly like one she'd seen on an elf before, with a blue fairy. She couldn't put her hoof on the name though. Why she was thinking of elf adventurers she would never know, but right know, she had to think of a socially decent excuse of orgasming in a porta-potty.
"Oh, hi... My name is Lyra, nice to meet you...?" Lyra grinned awkwardly and offered a hoof-shake, she looked at who she assumed to be 'Paul's face of disgust and she looked down to see her hoof covered in her own juices. However, the one she assumed was 'Carl' proceeded to accept her hoofshake, his hoof meeting hers with a wet smack, splattering his hoof with her essence. He seemed unfazed and placed his hoof back on the metal floor with a splat.
"Oh come on! I didn't even realize my hoof was...doing that... the whole time!? What in Tartarus, body!?"
"So, Lyra, Why are you orgasming in my Inter-Dimensional Box Of Hand Discovery?" Carl asked.
"Oh, I uh, I thought it was a porta-potty." Lyra winced as her crotch began to itch and she really wanted to scratch that itch...
"Listen guys it was nice knowing you but I gotta go." Lyra blurted out and ran. She discreetly rushed into a large clump of bushes and vegetation and quietly pleasured herself, moaning silently. When she climaxed, she grabbed a leaf and wiped her fluids off of her inner thighs. "Celestia's hoof trimmings that felt good..." she thought.
"Hi Lyra!" She heard behind her.
Lyra quickly sat up and glanced around her shoulder. It was a blond pegasus, with light grey, and had rising bubbles for a cutie mark.
"Oh, thank Celestia, it's Derpy." She knew the pegasus was a little too... Innocent, to know why she was skulking in bushes.
"What 'cha got on that leaf there, Lyra?" Derpy inquired.
"Oh! it's, uh, I blew my nose with it, heh, I, uh, forgot to bring tissues with me on my walk, um, achoo...?"
"Eeeeww!" Derpy exclaimed, "I gotta go Lyra, I might get your cold!" Derpy took off and fluttered away. Lyra looked at the leaf, and sighed in satisfaction.
"I gotta remember this place when Derpy's rotations don't go through the park..." Lyra whispered to herself.
Lyra got up out of the bushes and looked at the whatchamacallit box thing and blushed as she thought of the situation that had occurred in said box. She climbed out of the bushes and slowly walked back to the center of ponyville, where her and Bon-Bon
shared a house and lived happily together. As soon as she got in she slumped onto the sofa. She checked the clock, 3:30. She'd be home any minute.

Some time later, Bon-Bon trotted in to see her marefriend with a shameful look on her face.
"Lyra, what's wrong?" Bon-Bon cooed.
"I, uh, masturbated in public..." Lyra said miserably.
"You pleasured yourself?" Bon-Bon replied, her face growing in concern. Bon-bon sighed, then suddenly pinned her down.
"That's a shame, I thought that was my job..." Before she thrust her mouth into Lyra's, and kissed her passionately, her tounge exploring Lyra's warm mouth. Lyra's eyes widened briefly, before becoming heavily lidded as she moaned softly, her tounge meeting Bon-bon's. Bon-bon began grinding slowly against Lyra's flesh, eliciting loud shudders and moans from the latter. Bon-bon than slowly began rubbing Lyra's sensitive area, causing Lyra to squeal and jerk, as she released onto the floor. Bon-bon stopped for a second to regard the mess.
"Nevermind, we'll clean it up later," she breathed, "But I have my job to do." She grinned at a panting Lyra, before resuming a passionate kiss.