PonySuck Adventure

A: Investigate the carousel-looking building to your left

[OPTION A SELECTED]

*Now that you know the situation is a little more dangerous than you thought, you decide that clothing is a top priority for trying to weasel your way out of tricky situations from here on out (if that's even possible). Noticing the carousel-esque boutique off to the left, you head towards it in search of something useful. Only a short distance away and with Ponyville still looking like a ghost town, you manage to make it there without being captured by any stray mares.*

*You arrive at the stable door and knock once rather cautiously, wanting to keep your arrival a secret. Instead of the top door swinging open, the bottom one does, and it hits your knee, leaving a bruise as you deal with the sudden pain. The pony that answers the door is not a full grown mare, but instead a tiny little filly with a light grayish coat and a fluffy mulberry mane.*

*Gasping in surprise at the obviously younger pony, you reach down with both hands to cover your shame. Just because she's not a mare in estrus doesn't mean being naked in front of her is any less shameful. She eyes your tall form with a look of confusion, her welcoming smile fading as you take measures to cover yourself.*

"Uhh, can I help you?"

*Luckily, you're quick enough to shield yourself from the foal, and she thankfully ignores your secretive behavior. She seems to treat your nakedness as if it's no big deal, her voice managing a squeaky, if high-pitched, tone as she questions you.*

"Do you need something to wear?"

*Nodding at her, you blush profusely as you watch her step aside and open the top half of the door to allow your entrance. You awkwardly make your way inside the filly's abode, still blocking your nudity from her view even after she shuts the door behind you.*

"If you're looking for my big sister, she's been in bed all morning. I tried waking her up earlier but she said she had some weird dream and she felt all ''tingly.'"

*The amount of sewing materials and rows of clothes lining the walls *almost** distract you from the filly's words. Her emphasis on describing her sister's condition immediately tip you off that you should not be here. Considering the other mares you've encountered so far, being trapped in a room with another one like that just reeks of trouble. Knowing where this is going, you shift around in place and turn to leave when you hear a posh voice call out from behind you.**

"Who was at the door, Sweetie Belle?"

*Slowly, you turn back around as if to meet your fate head-on when you spy a noticeably perturbed mare in the doorway across from you. Her light fur is darkened with sweat, and her mane is disheveled with hairs poking out every which way to the point where you could call it "bed hair." She keeps her azure-colored eyes on her little sister first, clear anger on her face hinting that she'd probably just being interrupted while doing something *very** important.**

"I think it's a customer."

*The filly makes a sort of declaration, considering you hadn't exactly been clear with her upon your arrival. Sweetie Belle gestures towards you with her hoof and Rarity follows it to meet your eyes. Well, your chest first, as her pupils widen in surprise at you before they ever begin to trace upwards. A small smile forms on her face as you spy her horn glow a light blue as her mane re-arranges itself into a fine, springy coil. You're impressed by her ability, but also somewhat scared as she trots toward you with a familiar gleam in her eye.*

"Why, hello darling! My sincerest apologies for my appearance. I am Miss Rarity, a fashionista and the seamstress of Ponyville."

*She announces herself with a feminine allure and elegance you haven't seen in mares up to now. Unfortunately, from where her gaze travels after she speaks, you already know what she's after. Keeping yourself covered, you roll your eyes as the filly leaves you two alone, somehow knowing where this is going as well.*

*Once Rarity's stare finds your waist, she utters a groan of disappointment as she realizes you're covering yourself. With a sigh, she turns around and makes her way back through the doorway, leaving you with the sight of her full rump as she trots over to a bedroom of sorts. You remind yourself that you came here for a reason, backing out now would just be a waste of time. So, reluctantly, you follow her into her fancy bedroom, where she lies in wait at the foot of her bed. Looking back at you with a half-lidded gaze, she pats the edge in front of her and calls back to you in a sultry tone.*

"Well, I'll see what I can do for you. Come here, darling."

*There's a noticeable hint of playfulness as she tells you to sit without question. You obey, frowning as you seat yourself on the surprisingly comfortable mattress all while keeping your hands firmly covering your member. The situation is shamefully arousing to you, as the mare's teasing personality gets you to do as she wishes for the moment. She looks at you with a slight frown before placing her dainty hoof on your thigh, rubbing into your soft skin with a feather-light touch you wouldn't have expected from an equine.*

"There's no need to fret. It's simply a formality, darling. How do you expect me to work for you if I can't expect you to return the favor in kind, hmm?"

*She has a point, after all. You simply aren't in any position to deny any sort of help if this mare can provide it. The problem troubling you, however, is what you'll have to go through to get it. Before you can respond, however, you hear the mare click her tongue in disapproval as eyes the covered groin in front of her.*

"Tsk tsk, this just won't do."

*You feel a sudden tingling sensation in your hands as they are magically shifted away and gently placed on the bed at your sides. The sparkling grip on them leaves you incapable of moving back and covering your shame any longer as it is once again exposed to the open air. Rarity immediately takes in the sight of your revealed manhood with her shimmering azure eyes as her tongue lolls out of her mouth to briefly lick her lips.*

"Mmhm, you seem to be in good spirits today, darling."

*You balk faintly with a short exclamation even as your cheeks fill with color. Sadly, you are once again exposed to the scrutiny of a mare, and without a loincloth, you're going to have to deal with the pleasurable torture she puts you through. While you were certainly flaccid when you entered this boutique of hers, you find yourself quickly rising to the occasion.*

"Now, let's see what we're working with, here..."

*Rarity's gaze never leaves your quickly stiffening member; her face draws nearer to it and she breathes hotly along it before speaking once more.*

"It's most certainly not as thick or imposing as a stallion's."

*The posh mare's tongue licks from your base to your tip in one long, slow motion before her lips capture you, instantly introducing you to the warmth that is this fashionista's mouth. The odd thing is that she does it so casually. As if you sitting on her bed and her sucking you off is a daily routine for her.*

*You shudder under the immediate pleasurable sensation that courses through you. From just a mere lick, you can already tell this particular mare is an experienced one. As she pulls off you gently, leaving you with a slight kiss on your tip, she continues to evaluate you as if she is a connoisseur of cock.*

"Oh, but the texture is simply divine!"

*Rarity's magic continues to restrict your movements as she returns to her work with added gusto. Sinking down on you, her head begins to bob lightly as you feel her lips slide over your shaft with a noticeably glossy feeling on them. Honestly, you aren't surprised that that a posh mare like her wears make-up, but the effect it has on you is surprisingly potent. The tingling sensation surrounding your shaft as well as tongue prodding along your length and lovingly swirling around your tip teases you in a way that's far different than the others. It's clear she's intent on bringing you to climax, and there's nothing to can do about it when faced with such a lovely mare and skilled sucking.*

*Your light moans attract Rarity's attention and she looks up at you, her eyes gleaming with a sense of pride that says, "Oh, you like this, don't you? Of *course** you do." The mare's luxurious mouth doesn't let up on you, however, sucking as you thrust into the tight grip her lips force on you. With a conclusive slurp, she pops off you once again, but her hoof delicately fondles your scrotum as she speaks once more, her breath only teasing your aroused flesh in the downtime.**

"You are going to feed me plenty, I hope. I am a bit peckish, after all. A tall glass of water like yourself must have a lot stored up in these hefty things."

*You wonder how a mare can be so formal about something so lewd, even before she loses her composure and giggles wildly at the sight of your member twitching in the air. She's looking forward to her treat, and with such lascivious behavior, you feel that treat might be coming sooner than expected.*

*Rarity punctuates her expectations with a playful wiggle of her rump behind her, the diamonds on her flank visible to you as she happily swings her rear end. Her tail even swishes to toss the scent of aroused mare around the room to any potential mate who might notice it. Of course, you're the only male in the room, so that puts you in quite the perilous position for a mare with such needs. The elegant mare gives another long lick to your flesh once more, enjoying your groans of pleasure at her skill.*

"Mmn, the appetizer is quite marvelous... but let's have a taste of the main course."

*Her words are split between another series of licks around your shaft, teasing you as she judges your taste for herself. Rarity knows you're her plaything, and she expects you to perform nicely for her as such. With your intense climax building this whole time, those lips finally grace your manhood with their presence and drive you over the edge. Her deep sucking noises and groans of approval are all that can be heard throughout the room.*

*Your fingers dig into the bed sheets at your sides, frustrated with your lack of control during this orgasm the mare forced you into. All the while, your hips buck up into her hungry mouth currently latched onto your girth. At this point, you've given up on the idea of resistance, and simply think about giving her as much cum as you can to fill the pony's belly with your offered sample.*

*The light grayish mare moans deeply as she feels your taste flood her mouth and trickle down her throat, knowing little of what to expect as your cum tastes *very** different than any old stallion's. Not one to waste a drop, however, Rarity swallows every bit you launch into her. Over time, your hips slow down as you pump out more and more into her. After a while of riding out the last few waves of pleasure in trembling ecstasy, your muscles loosen and you fall back on the bed in exhaustion. Eventually, Rarity finishes nursing you and ever-so-gently tugs at your member with her lips as she sets you free.**

"Hmhmhm, looks like we're done here. I'll let you off easily today. After all, there's always tomorrow, darling."

*Lifting her head up once more, she looks up up at you with those brilliant, shimmering eyes of hers before her horn begins to glow even brighter than before. Without warning, your entire body is carried out from the bedroom and brought back to the stable door. Your confused flailing distracts the mare as she tries to focus, but all you can wonder about is the reason you came here. You needed clothes and food and now you still have neither as you are helplessly tossed outside on your behind.*

"Now, do be careful out there! There are a lot of mares who'd want to take advantage of you, you know."

*You scowl at the mare betraying, and now *mocking*, you. How can she do this? Just play with you like a toy and toss you aside afterward like a used tissue. There's some sort of masturbation analogy there, but you're too upset to think on it too much. Rarity shuts the door behind her with a faint tinge of her magic still remaining on your body before it disappears completely. The uncomfortable fall didn't help you feel any better about being kicked out so rudely, but you stand up and face the outside world regardless of the momentary pain.*

*With no loincloth or food on you at the moment, you remind yourself of your main goal in this game. If the ponies here are going to treat you wrongly and abuse you, then perhaps you should just avoid them altogether and get to Canterlot as soon as possible. Standing tall, you make your way to the strange path you saw earlier, deciding to ignore Ponyville after your previous difficult encounters.*

*Arriving outside the city, you eye the branching paths ahead of you that surround the intimidating forest directly ahead. Your natural lack of direction is considerably worsened by your exhausted condition. Still, with no path leading anywhere clearly, you'll have to make a guess among the ones presented. You could go through the forest in front of you, but its incredible darkness discourages you. There can't be any ponies in there, right? Then again, you could also take the path left that seems to go around the forest entirely. The path to your right seems to lead to a farm of some sort and, off to the side, you spy a pile of objects laying out in a clearing a few yards away. Not knowing what to do, you consider your options.*

*From here, you choose to...*

OPTION A: Examine the pile of objects a few yards away. (turn to page 47)

OPTION B: Take route to left, which you think leads around the Forest. (turn to page 52)

OPTION C. Go straight through the Forest and try to find your way. (turn to page 66)

OPTION D: Take route to the right, which you think leads to a farm. (turn to page 74)