“Well, what are you waiting for,” Pinkie Pie said, hardly able to contain her excitement, “show us what you got.”
Pinkie, along with Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy, Applejack, and Rarity had all gathered at Golden Oak Library upon Twilight Sparkle’s request because the young alicorn had “something special” that she wanted to show them. The five ponies stood around Twilight, who was sitting next to a large, oddly shaped object, covered with a dark blue bed sheet.
“Alright,” Twilight said, grabbing one of the corners of the sheet with a brilliant, red aura. In a flash, the sheet was pulled away, revealing something that resembled a burly stallion, made almost entirely out of metal. “Well, what do you think? Pretty neat, huh?”
“Neat? More like super-awesome-fantasti-rific,” Pinkie shouted, as she hopped around the statuesque figure, so she could view it from every possible angle. The others, however, did not appear to share in Pinkie’s enthusiasm; instead of the gasps of awe that Twilight had expected from her friends, the four mares took one look at the statue before quickly averting their gazes, slight shades of pink flushing their cheeks.
“What’s wrong, everypony?” Twilight asked, unsure what had her friends acting so strangely. “Don’t you like my new robot assistant?”
Everypony gave Twilight a confounded look, except for Rainbow, who gave a sudden ‘snort,’ which she tried to cover up with a series of obviously fake coughs.
“Uh, Twi,” Applejack finally said, “Ah’m probably gonna regret askin’ this, but what do you mean by “assistant”?”
Twilight giggled at Applejack’s odd timidity.
“Well, Spike’s away in the Crystal Empire on my behalf, helping Shining Armor and Cadance prepare for this year’s Crystal Fair, so I thought I should find somepony to help me take care of things in his place.” This prompted another snort from Rainbow Dash, louder than the first. “Unfortunately everypony I asked was busy," she continued. "I was just about to give up, when I found this ad for a robot assistant.” She cast a spell on a nearby chest, opening it, and began rummaging around until she withdrew a magazine that had been opened to a page with a picture of the stallion robot on it.
“Valiant, the Virile Stallion,” Applejack read, “the magical, mechanized, very personal assistant. The greatest companion any mare could ask for. Always ready, and always reliable, with a one hundred percent satisfaction guarantee. Valiant, the Virile Stallion: he’ll always cum with you…every time, everywhere.”
“I never got that last part,” Twilight said, “I figured it was just some weird joke, or typo, or something. Anyway, when I saw that ad, I thought it would be the perfect thing for me, so I sent away for it, and a few days later it was on my doorstep. Granted there was a lot more assembly required than I thought, but I think it'll be totally worth it if he turns out to be a big help around here.”
Rainbow Dash couldn’t hold it in; before Twilight had finished speaking, Rainbow let out a wave of wild laughter that shot through the library.
“What’s so funny, Rainbow Dash?”
Rarity gave Rainbow a sharp whack with her hoof to try to get her to stop laughing.
“Darling,” she said when it was finally quiet again, “you do know what this thing is, don’t you?”
“Oh, let me tell her. Please let me tell her,” Rainbow begged, as her laughter picked back up again.
“No me, me, me, me, I wanna do it,” said Pinkie, who had come to a halt next to Rainbow Dash.
“Hush, the both of you,” Applejack said.
Twilight looked at her friends with a confused look on her face.
“I don’t understand, what’s wrong?”
All five ponies looked at each other; other than Rainbow and Pinkie, none of them really knew what they should say to her. Luckily for Applejack, and Fluttershy, Rarity decided that it was her job to start.
“Now darling, you know how all ponies have certain, um, needs, that, when not taken care of, can lead to, uh, a lot of pent up stress? Well most mares have a special somepony to help them relieve that stress, but other, single mares, use – ahem – something like this stallion…robot…thing, instead.”
“I know,” Twilight said, “that’s why I bought it. It can be really stressful sometimes taking care of this library all by myself, so I thought an extra set of hooves would definitely help me relax more, especially a mechanical one which can-”
“-Go all night long,” Pinkie Pie said with a snicker.
“I don’t-”
“Oh for the love of Celestia, this is going nowhere,” Rainbow Dash moaned, “It’s a clopbot, Twilight! You! Bought! A clopbot!”
Twilight stared at Rainbow Dash, her mouth agape, then suddenly broke out in her own fit of laughter.
“Oh Rainbow Dash, you’re so funny” she said. “This is a state of the art robot assistant. It’s supposed to help me-”
“-Take care of business.”
“Come on, Rainbow, don’t be ridiculous, this isn’t a clopbot.” Twilight looked to the others for reassurance.
“Um, Twilight, did you even finish reading the ad?” Fluttershy asked, as she looked through the mechanical pony ad. “It says right here that this model is gentle on – oh my – gentle on c-carpets.”
“Uh, yeah, I think a built in vacuum cleaner that won't destroy my carpets will be very useful.”
Pinkie Pie giggled.
“It’s not a vacuum, silly,” she said. “I’m pretty sure it has something to do with,” she leaned in close to Twilight and whispered, “Oral sex.”
“Oh, oral se…Wait. WHAT!?”
“I mean I think that’s what it means. There are all these terms nowadays, so it’s hard to keep track of them all. But I can bet you that there’s no sucking involved. Although I’m sure the female model is great at sucking.”
“Pinkie, plea-”
“It also says here that it’s perfect for - oh dear - um, AJ, maybe you could read this part.” Fluttershy passed the magazine to Applejack, and shrunk away.
“Valiant, the Virile Stallion has a strong suspension, perfect for extreme plowing.”
Twilight began to feel a slight burning in her cheeks.
“But I thought… You know… For farm ponies…to help with plowing…plowing the fie… Oh sweet Celestia, I bought a clopbot.”
A collective sigh filled the room, as Twilight finally caught on to what her friends were trying to tell her.
“Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no,” she murmured as she began to pace frantically back and forth, “I can’t believe I actually bought a clopbot.”
“Awww, it’s alright sugarcube,” Applejack said, wrapping a foreleg around Twilight’s neck.
“Yeah, we all make dumb mistakes sometimes,” Pinkie added, “like the time I accidentally mixed up the salt and the sugar, and had to close Sugarcube Corner for an entire day because none of the baked goods were edible.”
“Or the time I accidentally used blue silk for an entire line of dresses, when I should have used red,” Rarity said.
Twilight smiled at her friends, feeling a little bit better.
“Thanks girls,” she said. “I guess this’ll just be one of those moments that we’ll all look back on and have a laugh at. Though I feel like I should have known better when I opened the box and found all these extra parts.” Twilight pointed a hoof towards a pile in the corner that was made up of colorful rubber rods, of varying size, and length.
The room was suddenly filled with the sounds of wild giggling. Twilight had to admit that it was really funny. While it was very embarrassing to find out that she was now the owner of a state of the art masturbation machine, she was happy that she had good friends who were understanding, and could make her feel better about the whole mess. It could have been worse, she thought, I could have invited the princesses, or Shining Armor over to see this.
“Wait, how did you all know what this thing was?” Twilight asked, when the laughter died away, "I pride myself in being well informed on a lot of things, but I'm the only one in this room who didn't know that this was a clopbot.”
An awkward silence fell upon the room, which was only broken by the uncomfortable shuffling of hooves, and nervous whistling.
“I might have read about it somewhere,” Rarity said.
“Ah think Ah saw a review of it or somethin’,” Applejack said.
“I saw the exact same ad in last month’s issue of Playfilly,” Pinkie Pie laughed.
There was another awkward silence, as all six mares reached the same uncomfortable conclusion that they had all seen the same advertisement in the same issue of a pornographic magazine.
“Well, this has certainly been an…interesting experience,” Twilight said, her voice sounding unnaturally loud as it cut through the dead silence of the library. “I think I’m gonna call it a day though; I was up all night putting this thing together, and I’m feeling pretty tired. Guess that was time well spent, huh?”
“- Ahem - Yeah, Ah think we should probably get goin’,” Applejack said, ushering the other ponies towards the door. “If you want, we can stop by tomorrow to help take that thing apart, so you can send it back.”
“That would be great, thanks.” Twilight followed her friends to the door, and waved as they wordlessly went their separate ways.
When everypony was gone, Twilight closed the door, trotted over to where the clopbot was still standing, and gave it a playful punch.
“Stupid mechanical assistant,” she said, “I knew you were too good to be true.” With a quiet yawn, Twilight went around the room, locking the front door, and closing the shutters, before she climbed the stairs to her bedroom, leaving Valiant, the Virile Stallion alone in the library.
...
That night, Twilight found it very hard to fall asleep. The moment she had climbed under her blankets, she had become aware of this annoying itch, which coursed all throughout her body, and no matter how much she tossed and turned, she just couldn’t alleviate it. Twilight wasn’t stupid; she’d teased the area between her hind legs with a hoof enough times to know what the itch meant. Slowly, she inched a hoof down her stomach until it reached her lower lips, and gave her entrance a gentle prod. She let out a tiny gasp as her hoof met her already wet lower lips. Stupid clopbot, she thought, as she lit a candle, climbed out of bed, and went back down stairs.
There it stood, shining in the candlelight, like one of princess Celestia’s royal guards. Twilight stared at the fake stallion, her mind a mess of desire, curiosity, and a hint of doubt.
“You can’t really be thinking of doing this Twilight,” she told herself, “It’s a machine; there’s no way that it can be better than a real stallion. Plus you won’t be able to return it if you use it.” Then her eyes fell on the pile of attachable dildos, and her heart began to race as she imagined one of them forcing its way in and out of her tight passage. A sudden shudder coursed through her body, causing her magic to falter a little, and she almost dropped the candle, but she caught it just in time, and carefully set it on the table in the center of the room.
“Maybe I can just try it,” she said, her mind set. “Who knows, it might not be as bad as I think. Besides, what kind of customer would I be if I didn’t at least test my purchase before deciding to return it? And if I don’t like it, then I’ll just send the whole thing back except for the piece that I used, and just send a letter to the company with some sort of explanation as to why that piece is missing, and payment for the dildo. Ponies do that sort of thing all the time, right?” Twilight smiled, proud of herself for coming up with such a foolproof plan, and started looking for the instructions, resolved to take her soon to be mechanical lover for a test drive.
“Let’s see,” she said, when she had the instructions on the table in front of her, “Thank you for choosing Valiant, the Virile Stallion,” she read. “To begin, insert your horn into the outlet located in the chest of Valiant, the Virile Stallion, and he will automatically begin to draw magical energy from the user. For best results, make sure to leave your horn inside his chest cavity for five minutes. Valiant, the Virile Stallion’s reserves hold enough magical charge to ensure two complete, and very satisfying sessions (Please note that Earth ponies, and pegasi will be required to use the included crank to manually charge Valiant, the Virile Stallion).” Twilight looked at the stallion, and located the small hole in the center of its chest.
“Sound’s simple enough,” she said as she made her way over to the robot, bowed her head, and pushed her horn inside. “Okay, so it should begin to… Whoa!”
Twilight lurched as an unexpected heat began filling her body, followed by a pleasant tingling sensation in her horn. The inside of the hole suddenly became soft, warm, and a little moist, and with a soft hum, it came to life, gently massaging Twilight’s horn in a way she had never felt before. Her legs began to tremble, and a moan or two escaped her lips as Valiant’s sucking sent tiny electric jolts of pleasure through her body.
Five minutes later, Twilight felt the grip around her horn loosen, and she fell backwards onto her rump, too lightheaded stand. She looked up at the stallion, and her jaw dropped; Valiant’s eyes now shown with a reddish light, streams of red light coursed through long, rubber tubes, like blood flowing through veins, and an ethereal mane and tail had grown on his head and rump where there had been none five minutes prior.
“Okay…what’s…next,” Twilight panted, as she pulled the instructions closer to her so she could read them. “Valiant, the Virile Stallion’s patented energy converters change aura magic into both electric energy, and a liquid byproduct that will act as simulation fluids, such as saliva, semen, and an optional lubricant for the naughtier mares.” Guess I should have read this before I invited everypony over today, Twilight thought, as she rolled her eyes and continued reading. “Before starting, select a simulation stallionhood best suited for your desired experience. While Valiant comes with a variety of simulation stallionhoods, it is recommended that beginners start with the default model for a more relaxing experience. Note that if you desire to use a different simulation stallionhood, it must be changed manually.
“Valiant, the Virile Stallion is the first mechanized personal assistant to be equipped with a limited artificial intelligence system, which can be adjusted to fit your personal preferences.
“When you are ready to begin your experience, flip the switch behind Valiant’s ear to the on position. Assume the position that is most comfortable for you and tell Valiant what actions you desire it to perform. Valiant’s advanced sensors allow it to read your body’s posture perfectly without you having to instruct it on what position to take. When you are ready, just relax, and enjoy a night of electric passion.”
Twilight got up with great difficulty, brought a tentative hoof up to Valiant’s ear, and gave the switch a flick.
The room was suddenly filled with a gentle humming sound, as Valiant, the Virile Stallion came to life. His eyes focused on Twilight.
“Hello, my darling,” it said in a deep, sultry, yet emotionless voice, “My name is Valiant, the Virile Stallion. How may I be of service to you this evening.”
Twilight’s jaw dropped; she hadn’t expected it to speak.
“Oh um, I d-don’t know,” she said, feeling suddenly timid; she didn’t exactly have any experience in telling a stallion what she wanted him to do to her. “M-maybe you c-could start by k-kissing my neck?”
Valiant bowed.
“As you wish, my darling.”
Twilight sank onto her back, as Valiant approached, and positioned himself on top of her. As his body sank closer to hers, Twilight closed her eyes, and prepared for the awkward sensation of his metal chassis against her stomach. But it never came; Instead of the cool steel she had expected, something warm and soft, almost like pony hair, brushed up against her. She opened her eyes to see what it was, and found herself speechless; the red ethereal light that had become Valiant’s mane and tail had spread to cover its entire body, giving it the appearance of a real stallion.
“Wow,” she gasped, staring into his handsome face “you look so rea…mmmm…” Twilight’s words faded away into a soft hum, as Valiant’s lips pressed against her neck. They were so soft and gentle, and left a wonderful tingling sensation everywhere they touched. “This feels amazing.”
“I am glad you like it, my darling,” Valiant said, his electronic voice box allowing him to speak even though his lips were locked against Twilight’s hot flesh. “Is there something else would you like me to do for you, my darling?”
“Stop calling me darling.” Twilight said; she didn’t really like the pre-selected term of endearment.
“What would you like me to call you?”
“Call me your princessssss,” Twilight hissed when Valiant’s teeth started nibbling her, tenderly.
“Very well. I shall save that to my memory. Now is there anything else you would like me to do for you, princess?”
“Lower,” Twilight whispered, “kiss me lower.”
“As you wish.”
Valiant shifted his weight, as he began planting a slow trail of warm, wet kisses down Twilight’s chest, down her belly, only stopping when he reached her teats.
“Bite them,” she gasped, as the heat that emanated off Valiant’s lips tickled her sensitive nipples, “gently.”
Like the perfect assistant he was, Valiant followed Twilight’s orders and carefully pinched Twilight’s left nipple between his teeth, and gave it a soft tug. Twilight moaned, and squirmed, as the metal stallion teased her teats with his teeth, and light flicks of his realistic tongue, sending pleasant stinging sensations shooting up her spine.
“Are you ready for the next step, my princess?” Valiant asked, releasing his grip.
“Don’t ask,” Twilight muttered, “just do.”
“As you wish, my princess.”
Valiant turned his attention a few inches lower so that his mouth was lined up with her dripping entrance. The first contact of his tongue to Twilight’s privates was like nothing the young alicorn had ever experienced before; it was like a tiny little fire that had began to build in her belly that was slowly spreading throughout her entire body.
“Whoever – Mmmm – programmed you – oh my – is a genius,” Twilight moaned as Valiant’s tongue began tracing little rings across her pussy, making quick passes across her exposed clitoris.
“I take it that you are enjoying yourself,” Valiant said, pressing his tongue delicately against her little nub, “Would you like me to switch to a more advanced setting?”
Twilight was quickly becoming nothing more than a blubbering mass, so all she could do was hum her consent.
There was a sound of gears shifting, and suddenly the warm feeling was gone. Twilight opened her eyes to see what had happened, and saw that Valiant was no longer lying between her legs, but was instead sitting just a few feet away.
“V-V-Valiant,” Twilight stammered, “what are you do-”
“Just relax, my princess,” he assured her, “ I have just switched to a more advanced oral setting. Don’t worry, I promise to be very gentle.”
Twilight watched in amazement as Valiant’s mouth opened, and his tongue began to snake out to an unbelievable length. A foot; two; three; four; five; her mechanical lover’s tongue just continued to stretch, even after it found her entrance again, and began to push its way inside. Twilight let out an involuntary cry, as the tongue slithered deeper inside her, only stopping when it crashed into her cervix.
“Ooooh, Celestia, that’s amazing,” she hissed.
Valiant’s voice box emitted something that sounded almost like a laugh.
“It’s about to get better,” he said.
And he wasn’t kidding; as soon as Valiant finished speaking, his tongue began to writhe back and forth, attacking Twilight’s inner walls with wave, upon wave of intense bliss. But he didn’t stop there. To add to the overwhelming sensations that were already wreaking havoc on Twilight’s body, the tongue started to thrust in and out at a slow pace, so as to make sure that it hit every sensitive inch of her insides.
Twilight’s eyes rolled to the back of her head, and her own tongue lolled lifelessly out the corner of her mouth. She’d never felt anything like what this robot’s tongue was doing to her. Thank Celestia for – uhnn – modern science – annn – and advances in magic, Twilight thought through her muddled mind, no stallion could ever dream of doing this.
The fire in Twilight’s belly began to rage out of control; each wave of the tongue inside of her was quickly bringing her closer, and closer towards orgasm.
“Valiant,” she cried, “I feel something. I think – Oh Luna – I think I’m going to cum.”
Twilight’s words only seemed to spur Valiant on; his pace suddenly quickened, and Twilight wasn’t sure, but she almost thought that his tongue had begun to vibrate as well. That seemed to do it; with one last jolt, a flash of light erupted from Twilight’s horn, and her body went rigid. She arched her back, allowing her wings to unfurl below her, and screamed as a wave of juices flooded out of her pussy, passed Valiant’s tongue, and dripped onto the floor. Twilight had experienced orgasm before, but never one as violent as this. It was the greatest feeling in the world.
When Twilight’s body finally slackened again, Valiant retracted his tongue, slurping it up like a huge piece of spaghetti.
“My sensors tell me that you have thoroughly enjoyed your first oral experience with me,” he said. “I am glad. Would you care to continue with the rest of your session?”
Twilight wasn’t sure she could; after what his tongue had just done to her, she didn’t think she could handle what he was packing down below. But something inside her made her get to her hooves, turn, and pull her tail aside, presenting her glistening marehood to the wild, metal stallion, wanting nothing more than for him to ravish her.
“I’m ready,” she said, as she looked back with blushing cheeks, and blurry vision.
Something that looked like a smile spread across Valiant’s red, ethereal face.
“Very good,” he said. “Now before we begin, this mode will allow you to choose my personality settings to make your sexual experience more to your liking. Personality settings also affect my performance. Right now, I am currently loaded with cocky, caring, playful, and tentative as default choices, but you may also customize your own any time you would like. Which setting would you prefer?”
“Caring. Please,” Twilight said. "Now hurry up and get over here."
There was a soft click, as Valiant locked in the personality.
When Valiant was ready, he stepped forward, and placed his hooves on Twilight’s flanks, massaging her cutie marks sensually. Twilight let out a soft coo, enjoying the calm before the oncoming storm.
“Are you ready, my princess?”
Twilight felt a tingle rush down her spine. His voice is different, she thought. Before, every time Valiant had said something, there had been a lack of emotion in his voice; now, however, there was a tone of tenderness that made him sound almost like a real, loving stallion.
“Take me,” she purred.
With his forehooves still firmly grasping Twilight’s rump, Valiant stood up on his hind legs, and lined himself up with the mare’s dripping slit. He’s so light, Twilight thought, when she suddenly remembered that her lover was made of about a half ton of metal, and yet somehow seemed to weigh less than the average stallion. It must be some kind of spell. Twilight heard a series of clicks, and squealed when she felt something hot and hard press up against her.
“I promise I’ll be gentle,” he whispered, before finally pushing forward.
Twilight bit her bottom lip until it turned white to keep herself from screaming and waking up all of Ponyville, as Valiant’s member slowly forced its way deeper, and deeper into her tight passage. Oh Celestia, he’s so thick, she thought, feeling every inch of his rubber dick rub along the walls of her pussy, this isn't going to take long at a-
“-Ahhhhh,” Twilight sighed, as the tip of Valiant’s penis pressed against her cervix.
“Are you – gahh – alright, my princess?” Valiant asked, a hint of artificial strain in his voice.
“I’m fine,” she moaned, “please keep going.”
A groan echoed throughout the library, as Valiant withdrew from Twilight, leaving her pussy almost empty, but only for a brief moment; no sooner had he pulled back, then he thrust forward, fast, and hard, picking up a steady rhythm that almost knocked Twilight off her hooves. It was a lot rougher than she had expected, but she didn’t care; she was too busy enjoying the feeling of having somepony furiously rutting her. Every time he pulled out, she moaned, and every time he sunk back into her, she screamed. And it wasn’t just her voice that resounded off the bookshelves; Valiant was adding his own groans of pleasure as he rode the young princess in an earnest attempt to make her cum. Twilight knew that sounds that she was hearing was just a recording, and that the robot on top of her didn’t feel any form of pleasure as he ravaged her insides, but they still satisfied her; it just added to the illusion that a real stallion was making love to her.
“Harder,” Twilight cried. “I want you to – mmmmm – rut – uhnnn – rut me harder!”
Like the obedient assistant he was, Valiant tightened his grip on Twilight’s sides, and began thrusting at a speed impossible for the average stallion, his hips becoming a blur of red light.
I – gahhhh – don’t know – haaahhh – how much more I can – mmmmm – take, Twilight thought, as her body was bombarded with wave, upon wave of pleasure, each wave striking her harder than the one before. Suddenly, her forelegs buckled, and her front end went tumbling to the floor, her rear still being held in place by Valiant’s sturdy, metal hooves, and long, hard member.
Valiant’s thrusting suddenly slowed.
“Are you alright, my princess?” He asked, a sound of genuine concern in his voice.
“I’m fine!” She groaned, “Just don’t slow down! Don’t you dare slow down.”
“Are you almost there, my princess?” Valiant asked, as his hips resumed their original pace, crashing into Twilight’s plush, round rump.
As if to answer his question, Twilight’s wings unfurled, and involuntarily started flapping, as if they were trying to carry her away from the world of ecstasy that Valiant had created just for her. Soon, she was level again, hovering a foot off the ground. Since her forelegs were too weak to hold her weight, she decided to use her wings, to rock back and forth in midair to meet Valiant’s thrusts.
“Oh Valiant, I’m gonna – haaannnn – I’m gonnaaaaHAAAAAA.” That was it; the dam in her belly burst, and let loose the flood that had been threatening to escape her ever since Valiant had first entered her.
“Princess,” Valiant cried in his fake, strained voice. “Princess I feel mine approaching as well.”
As Twilight felt the last of her orgasm beginning to fade away, Valiant let loose a mighty roar, and shot a heavy load of the simulation semen into the mare’s waiting pussy. So hot Twilight thought, as the warm, thick liquid flooded her passage, and began leaking out in large, white globs. Before her mechanical lover’s second wave escaped him, Twilight’s exhausted body turned to jelly, slipped out of his clutch, and dropped to the floor, allowing the last shots to hit her in the back of her head, all down her back, and finally on her rump and in her tail.
“Sorry, about that, my princess,” Valiant said in a worn out, and sheepish sounding voice. “Do not worry though, it is just a liquid byproduct created by my internal magic converts; it will disappear after a while.”
But Twilight didn’t hear a word he said, she was still fighting to come back to her senses.
“I don’t… I… Wow,” was all she managed to say, as she lay on the floor, completely motionless, save for the heaving of her chest.
It took a few minutes, but Twilight’s mind eventually stopped spinning enough for her to muster the strength to sit up and look at Valiant.
“I knew sex toys were supposed to feel good, but you’re something else,” she said with a giggle, “and to think I was going to return you.”
“I am no ordinary sex toy,” he said, “I am Valiant, the Virile Stallion, your personal assistant, my princess, and I shall be your personal assistant for as long as you require my services.”
Twilight blushed.
“So what do we do now?”
“I have enough charge for a second session if that is what you desire."
Twilight’s flushed cheeks turned a deeper shade of red, as she shook her head.
“After that last one, I think I’m going to be walking funny for at least a week; I can’t imagine what would become of me if we did it again.”
“Then perhaps I should go into standby mode for the rest of the night. My internal storage system will hold the rest of the magical charge for precisely seven days, and my memory has automatically saved all of your preferences from tonight’s session, which can be loaded at the beginning of your next-”
“Actually there is one last thing I would like to ask of you, Valiant.”
“Anything, my princess.”
“Can you cuddle me?”
Valiant paused for a moment while he searched his systems.
“I do come equipped with a cuddle mode,” he said, “but it will drain the magic reserves, so you will have to recharge me at the beginning of your next session. Do you still wish to continue with your current session with cuddle mode initiated?”
“Yes.”
Valiant nodded, and laid down on the floor on his side.
“Please, when you are ready, come lie down close to me.”
Twilight didn’t waste any time; she ran over to the table, blew out her candle, then made her way over to Valiant’s glowing, reclining body, and nestled down next to him. The warmth emanating off the faux stallion’s body felt so soothing, and Twilight could feel herself quickly drifting off to sleep. That is, of course, until she felt something hard poking her in the back.
“Uh, Valiant, I think you forgot about something.”
“My apologies, princess; I did not realize that my stallionhood was still out. I will retract it immediately.” Valiant’s fake stallionhood retreated back into his chassis with the same clicking sound it made when he first produced it. When it was fully stored away, the faux stallion wrapped a foreleg around Twilight, and pulled her in close.
“Much better,” she said, snuggling up to Valiant’s stomach. “Thank you for the amazing evening, Valiant; I’m glad I accidentally bought you.”
There was a gentle nuzzle against the back of her head.
“Sleep well, Princess-”
“Twilight,” she said with a yawn, “my name is Twilight.”
“Sleep well, Twilight. It was my pleasure to serve you tonight. By the time you wake, my power will have run out, so as a reminder, you will need to recharge me before our next meeting.”
Valiant waited for his master’s response, but the only one that came was a quite snore from the princess that he held in his hooves. Since he was just a robot, Valiant did not require sleep, but he rested his head next to Twilight’s just the same, closed his glowing red eyes, and waited for his power to go out.
Author's Note
There was originally a little more to the end of this story, that took place the following day, but at the time of publishing it, I couldn't make the scene work, so I decided to omit it. I might add it later as a separate epilogue chapter later on if I can make it work.
Epilogue: The Morning After
Twilight awoke the next day, smiling, and feeling very relaxed. It had been a surprisingly wonderful night, and it was all thanks to Valiant, the greatest assistant a pony could ask for. There's no way I'm giving you back, she thought, as she stared into the now lifeless eyes of the metallic structure that lay cuddled up beside her, remembering the handsome face that he had worn the night before. Then she looked through the tiny gap between the shutters of the nearest window; barely any sunlight was coming through.
"Maybe just five more minutes," Twilight mumbled, as she snuggled up to the cool, metal belly of her robot stallion. Besides, it's not like I have anything else going on toda-
Knock knock knock!
Twilight looked up to make sure that all of the blinds were closed, and that the door was locked. They were. I’ll just pretend that I’m not here.
Knock knock knock!
“Twilight? You in there, sugarcube?”
Twilight’s eyes shot open when she heard Applejack’s voice on the other side of the door. Oh nononononononono. I completely forgot that my friends were coming over this morning to help dismantle Valiant.
KNOCKKNOCKKNOCKKNOCK!
“Hey Twilight, open up!” Rainbow Dash shouted, obviously annoyed that her friend hadn’t promptly answered her door.
“Be right there,” Twilight called back to her friends. She tried to stand, but found movement nearly impossible since a very solid foreleg was wrapped around her belly, pinning her firmly to the ground. Uh oh. Twilight squirmed, and writhed, and fought as best as she could to escape her metal lover’s clutches, but it was all in vain. No no no. This isn’t good.
“Is everything alright in there, darling?” Rarity asked.
“Just - grrr - just a - oh come on - Just a second.”
Wait, why don’t I just use a levitation spell? Twilight laughed, feeling embarrassed that she hadn’t thought of using magic to lift Valiant off of her in the first place.
“Ok, one, two, three…” Valiant was surrounded in a brilliant red aura, and began to wriggle, but barely raised an inch off the ground before settling back into its original position. “What?” She tried again, and again, but to no avail. Twilight was frustrated; Why can’t I move this stupid thing, she thought, huffing, and puffing from the strain that trying to cast a simple levitation spell had put on her body. Normally she’d be able to lift something twice the size of the fake stallion, but now she could barely nudge it an inch.
After wracking her brain, trying to figure out what had happened to her, the only logical explanation that Twilight could come up with was that powering up, and using Valiant the night before had left her in a temporarily weakened state. What do I do now? It was a stupid question; she knew what she had to do, but the fact that she was a princess, and was in a very compromising position, made her scared about what other ponies might think if she was caught. Especially when it was her friends who were going to see her.
“AJ,” Twilight finally called when she decided that having her friends help her would be a much better fate than being stuck under a metal foreleg for Celestia knows how long, “I think I might need your help.”
She heard her friend push on the door, but it didn’t budge.
“Twi, could you give me a hoof here.”
Twilight closed her eyes, and focused all of her magical energy on the little lock on the front door.
Click.
The door burst open and the sound of hooves thundered throughout the library, as five ponies charged to their friend’s aid. And then there was absolute silence, as those same five ponies tried to register what they were seeing lying on the floor in front of them.
“Uh, Twi, would you mind tellin’ us what in tarnation is goin’ on here?”
Twilight looked up from the floor at her friends, who were all blushing as they stared at her with looks of shock on their faces. Well, all except Rainbow Dash, who looked like she was about ready to keel over with laughter, and Pinkie, who just sat there, smiling, and giggling.
“Hi girls,” Twilight said, trying to smile as innocently as possible. “I, uh-”
“You USED IT!” Rainbow said, pointing an accusing hoof in Twilight's direction.
“What? No! I was just, uh, standing near it, and it just...sort of...fell...on top of me.”
“Are you sure that’s what happened?” Applejack asked, walking around the alicorn, and the robot. “Because it looks to me like that clopbot is, uh cuddlin' you, sugarcube.”
Twilight could feel her cheeks flushing profusely, as her embarrassment escalated.
“Ok, fine, I used it. Could you please just get it off of me?”
AJ nodded, and she leaned up against the metal giant, and pushed with all her might. But it didn't move. Even with Pinkie tugging, Rarity using her magic, and Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy pulling from above, they just couldn't move the metal stallion.
“There’s - haaah - gotta be an easier way to do this,” Applejack panted, when she realized that they weren’t getting anywhere.
“Why don’t I just fly up into the sky, get some momentum going, and then sonic rainboom that thing off of her,” Rainbow Dash suggested.
“No!” Twilight screamed, afraid that the impact of Rainbow Dash’s rainboom might harm her, her friend, and could even break Valiant. Not to mention the damage that it would do to her library. “I think I might have an idea.” It wasn’t the most ideal plan, but it was better than Rainbow's suggestion. Twilight raised her head away from the stallion’s chest, revealing the small, round outlet. “Rarity, if you could stick your horn in this hole, and use your magic to recharge Valiant, we can activate him, and just ask him to move.”
Rarity made her way to the stallion’s front, took one look at the hole that Twilight had mentioned, and cringed.
“Oh, darling,” she said, “are you sure there isn’t a better, less - ugh - icky way to do this?”
“Rarity, please, stop complaining, and get. This. Thing. Off. Of. Me!”
The unicorn gulped; she didn’t want to stick her horn inside another pony’s mechanical assistant, but her love for her friend outweighed her squeamishness of touching a used clopbot, so she bowed her head and approached the stallion’s chest.
“Ewewewewewew,” she groaned, as her horn slid into the squishy orifice. “Ewewewweeooooh mmmy.” The soft insides of the fake stallion’s chest began massaging Rarity’s horn, milking it of her magic. The room was soon filled with Rarity’s high pitched moans of pleasure, which made everypony very uncomfortable, including Pinkie Pie, who sat down next Fluttershy (who was plugging her ears with her hooves), and began whistling, trying to ignore the sounds her friend was making.
After five long, awkward minutes, the clopbot released its grip on Rarity, and the unicorn swooned, as she rose, and toppled over backwards in an exhausted heap. Thanks to her effort, Valiant hummed with new found life, and his eyes, mane, and tail shone with a soft, cornflower blue light. With the switch behind his ear still in the 'On' position, the light began to spread until it covered his entire body.
Valiant looked around the room at each of the mares, then down at Twilight, who tried to hide a smile as she peered up at the familiar masculine features of the faux stallion’s face.
“Princess Twilight,” he said, his voice back to its original, emotionless tone, “a new user has been detected. Would you like me to register her as a new partne-”
“NO!” Twilight shouted, “- Ahem - no, Valiant, there’s no need for that; all I need you to do is to get off of me.”
Valiant let out a sort of mechanical chuckle, as he stood up, releasing Twilight from his grasp.
“Forgive me, my princess. Perhaps I should have released you before my power drained last night. Would you like me to save that to my memory, and apply it to our next session?”
Twilight turned red, and she began to laugh nervously, a laugh which was suddenly drowned out by Rainbow Dash, who was rolling around on the floor in hysterics.
“Oh Celestia,” she said, wiping a tear from her eye, “I can’t believe you actually used that thing.”
“That’s enough, Rainbow Dash,” Applejack scolded, giving her friend a swift swat of her hoof. “What Twilight does with, uh, Valiant is her business.”
“Yeah, Dashie,” Pinkie Pie added, “there’s nothing wrong with a little robo-lovin’. I mean, sure, it can’t be as much fun as doing it with a real stallion but mffhm fmmfhmf nmf fhmff mmm...” Applejack placed a hoof over Pinkie’s mouth to keep her from saying any more.
After that, an uncomfortable silence fell about the room.
“My princess,” Valiant said, finally breaking the silence, “I would like to remind you that I am fully charged. Would you like to retire to a more private room to complete the session that this mare has so generously donated to you?” He bowed to Rarity, who was now seated, still breathing heavy after the amazing hornjob the clopbot had given her. “Or, if you would prefer, I could register these other five ponies as temporary users, and we could all start a session right now.”
Twilight thought her head was going to explode from the thought of Valiant's shocking suggestion.
“What?” She asked. “No. No to all of that.” The young princess took a few calming breaths, before addressing her companion again, “Look, I'm really busy right now, so why don’t you go over there and switch to standby mode or something.”
“Of course, my princess.” Valiant bowed again, before walking over to a corner, and sitting down. Then the color began to drain back into his body, revealing the cold metal chassis that it had covered.
“My he’s certainly, er, uh, different,” Rarity said, a musical hum in her voice, as the remains of her pleasant experience washed away.
"Yes he is," Twilight agreed.
"So what exactly are you plannin' on doin' with him?" Applejack asked.
Twilight thought for a moment; yesterday she would have disassembled the clopbot, and sent it back, no questions asked, but after using it, she felt the sudden urge to want to try it again.
"Well, I think I'm stuck with it, now that I've used it," she finally said. "Maybe I'll see if I can't find a way to repurpose it or something."
Applejack gave her friend a comforting smile.
"You don't have to lie, Twilight; if you want to keep it, and use it, that's perfectly fine."
Despite having surpassed her peak for embarrassment, she couldn't help but smile because of her friend's acceptance.
"If it makes you feel any better, Twilight," Pinkie Pie added, "we all have our own toys. I mean, yeah, none of them are as advanced, or as cool as your clopbot, but they get the jo-"
"Hey, I don't know about anypony else, but I could really go for a bite to eat," Rainbow Dash said, feeling flustered because what Pinkie Pie had said was the truth.
"Oh, um, yes. Why don't we, um, go over to Sugarcube Corner, and have some breakfast," Fluttershy said, her cheeks also turning pink. "And maybe we could, um, not talk about things that we may or may not have tucked away in the bottom of our sock drawers. EEEP! I mean...um, never mind..."
All six mares laughed nervously, as they got off the floor and made their way out the door, hoping to leave the awkward situation behind them. As they left Golden Oak Library, Twilight gave one last look at Valiant who sat there, silently, like the obedient assistant he was. Don’t worry, I’m not going to send you away anytime soon, she thought, as she closed the door, and locked it, leaving Valiant alone in the dark library, just sitting there, waiting for his princess to return and reactivate him.
