Alex ducked forward as Twilight jerked in surprise. The contract required him to maintain constant contact with her crotch, he couldn’t just nuzzle off and on. He overcompensated and ended up nuzzling all the way to her hips, his gentle fur rubbing sensuously along her shaft.

“F-fuuuuck. Alex, I think you’re gonna need to suck me off after this, my dick might implode if you don’t.” Alex gave Twilight a glare over the top of her slightly flared cock.

He didn’t say anything, because any complaint would be nullified by the fact that he was contractually obliged to be her sex slave, or more accurately, contractually obliged to do things a sex slave would do, to/for her. Since technically it was Discord who was the other signee. Of course, it was a magical contract.

Alex knew he should be fighting against the contract, but something deep inside him insisted that he would lose. As if Discord had actually imprinted the idea that resistance was futile into his brain.

Alex's silly worries were forgotten with a simple thrust of Twilight's hips across his snout. The movement giving his senses a fresh blast of the addictive cock smell.

"Hey Twi?" Alex froze as a second cock joined the fray, sliding sideways across the top of his head and covering him in shadow. "I was wondering, how exactly are we going to share him? I mean, yeah I'm dating you, but I'd like a romp with this cutie, just to see what the fuss is all about."

Alex might have complained that he wasn't a fucktoy, but he was far too lost in revelling in the two cocks to care. Both of the futas rapidly found their erections were straining to get touched as the colt gently rubbed, nuzzled, and sniffed both their cocks like he had an addiction.

Twilight groaned as her urge to rut was beginning to exponentially increase, approaching the point of gooey fun rapidly and without real breaks. As if sensing this, the colt between her legs seemed to double his efforts, doing just about everything but sucking or licking to get her off.

All three of them froze as the door opened.

“Twilight dear, Spike is back and we are... hooooooOOOOOHHH MY GOD WHAT THE HELL?!” Alex, Twilight, and Vera all turned and stared at the suddenly prostrate form of Rarity who happened to be crushing a small luggage Twilight identified as belonging to a purple fire breathing lizard.

Normally there would be a scene cut here, but due to complaints from unnamed people (me) that our chapters were becoming too short, we have decided that there will be no cuts.

Alex turned his eyes to the clock behind Vera, but didn’t stop nuzzling.

“Twi, what are we going to do? If I stop nuzzling now we’d have to start all over.” Twilight paused to recall what the contract said.

“You mean we’d have to do this again today just because we were short a few seconds?”

“Yeah.” Both Vera and Twilight looked down to Alex and silently came to an agreement. As one they yanked their hips away from his cheeks. “Hey!”

“Alex, Rarity could be hurt.” Twilight lied. Vera barely suppressed a giggle and tried her best to find other bits of Alex to rest her needy appendage on. The colt-shaped cock warmer just grumbled.

*In a parallel universe where this story is governed by authors, one of which has no idea what he’s doing*

“MMMm…… Alex…. Right there... Harder… Harder Alex, Harder”

“This is as hard as I can go”

“Well you’re no fun”

*Alex puts the word CAT down on the scrabble board*

Tschloken: All spelling and grammar mistakes here are on purpoise.

*Meanwhile in equestria, a place totally not fiction or imagined in someone’s brain-thing*

Twilight levitated Rarity onto the couch in the main area of the library while Vera went to go get some water. Once she had placed Rarity onto the couch she looked around for Alex and couldn’t see him, she deduced that he had sneaked back down into her batcave to avoid having to go spelunking.

“Alex get back up here!” She called down the batcase (The stairs were shaped like bats).

There no response. She huffed and walked into the kitchen to see what was taking Vera so long.

What she found upon entering the kitchen was a bucket of water on the ground next the freezer. A freezer with a very Vera-esque plot sticking out of it. A plot that was shaking in her face.

Twilight felt her cock twitch a little.

“Vera? Why are you in the freezer?”

“I’m looking for the ice” She responded, rolling around in the freezer so that her head was sticking out instead of her flank. “Why?”

“Nevermind… what is the ice for though?”

“To wake Rarity up of course.”

“It’s in the other Freezer. The one in the basement, behind the door.”

“Thanks Twi-Twi.” Vera jumps out of the freezer, and trots out of the door with the bucket of water, running her tail under Twilight’s jaw as she trots past.

Twilight stops as she hears the door to the basement open and then shut, before turning around to go and check on Rarity.

"Rares?" Twilight inquired of the still sleeping mare. With a thankful sigh at the lack of any reaction, Twilight turned to the basement.

Twilight smiled as Vera came back up with a bucket of ice hanging from her mouth.

“So how exactly are we gonna break this to her?” Twi asked looking back to her prostrate friend. She caught a look from Vera out of the corner of her eye. “What?”

“She’s your friend, you know her better than I do. Why are you asking me?”

Alex wandered up the steps just shortly after Vera had, his curiosity about the purpose of the ice winning over his desire to mope. Also, he was hungry, like SERIOUSLY hungry. Like, he could eat a dozen… eat a dozen cookies hungry.

Or pizza… fuck, now he wanted pizza.

Alex quickly abandoned the idea of investigating and began his quest for pizza. Would there be a pizzeria in Ponyville? Would Twilight have a frozen pizza? He knew they had cheese, and he couldn’t think of anything else, aside from the eggs for dough, that would be an issue.

Then he remembered that they ate eggs. It really brightened Alex’s day. If they could convince chickens to give up their unborn children as food, perhaps he could convince the pigs to give him their dead.

Not that he had any clue how to butcher meat, and was probably worse at his non-skill now that he had hooves.

Alex discarded such thoughts. They were merely distractions on the road to pizza. To be with pizza is to be full, and to be full was happiness.

Thus, pizza was the purest expression of joy, especially when it was a thin crust pizza with pepperoni, pineapple, and a light dusting of red pepper seasoning, y'know, the stuff they include with thin crusts at papa John's Pizza.

Alex spotted Twilight and Vera discussing something over the reclined form of Rarity. He turned and went to the kitchen intent on fulfilling his search for the wonder of fullness. The kitchen was rather plain, but for some reason he couldn't recall if he had ever seen the kitchen back on the show. It was an okay kitchen, could be improved with some bacon, or pizza.

Everything was better with pizza. Perhaps… even penis was better with pizza. He could recall a scene where a girl ate a cum covered pizza in a hentai game, would that be just as good in real life?

Blegh, probably not. Still, it wouldn't kill him to try it. What other foods might cum go good on? The first thing that came to his mind was a hotdog, then there were corndogs too, cinnamon rolls maybe? Sandviches, cupcakes, regular cakes, .

“AAAAAGGGHGGHGHGGHG!” Came a shrill voice from the other room, the room Rarity had been in. Alex put two and two together and decided that maybe he should recon the situation.

Twilight smiled at Vera as she prepared the bucket of ice.

“You sure this is a good idea?” Vera nodded, Twi nodded that she was ready.

They threw the ice.

“AAAAAGGGGHHGHGHHGGH!” Came the shrill retort of a unfortunatly ice covered mare. “THE FUCK!? DICKS, COLTS, ICE, ESPECIALLY ICE! WHAT THE CUNT?!” Twilight blanched at the continuous stream of rather unladylike screams and shouts.

“Rarity!

“WHO THE FUCK DUMPS ICE ON A SLEEPING MARE, WHY DO YOU HAVE A DICK, WHY IS YOUR MAID A COLT?!”

“Rarity!”

“AAAAAAAAAAAAGHGHGHGH!”

“RARITY!” Twilight seized the mare’s mouth closed with a quick spell. With a quick glance she spotted Alex in the corner of her eye. He appeared to be nodding permission to her.

She couldn’t lie about everything

“Rarity, yeah my maid is a guy, though I was just using a strap on.” Twilight caught a glare out of the corner of her eye, and hoped that she hadn’t pissed Vera off too badly.

“peeeeeeeeeeeeeeee” Twilight face-hoofed gently.

“Rarity, it’s complicated.” Twilight insisted, hoping her even tone would snap Rarity out of it.

“nnnnnnnn” Rarity continued, completely oblivious. “iiiiiiiiiiii” Twilight looked around the room for something to snap Rarity out of it. Again, she spotted Alex.

“He might be up for modeling work if you are interested.”

“sssss- huh? But he’s too small.”

“Too small for a stallion, but I’m sure if you are nice he might be a model for some of your feminine clothes.”

“Well, those are flanks a seamstress would kill for.” Twilight gave a half smile.

“Just don’t go overboard.” Vera cut in as she gave Twilight another glare.

“Yes… so you mentioned Spike?”

“TWI?!” Both Twilight and Vera had to hold back a facehoof as a familiar reptilian voice echo from the kitchen.

Alex backed the way from the reptile as he struggled to keep his skirt from hiking up.

“The library is back there, these are private living quarters. Please leave.” Alex glanced at the delicious pizza he had discovered in the fridge before glancing back to Spike who was between him and it.

“I’m actually staying here, so if you don’t mind…”

“TWI!” Spike shouted out, causing Alex to jolt in surprise. “Sorry, but I don’t just let any stranger snack in our kitchen.”

“B-but I do live here, A-and I’m really r-really hungry. Can I-I please have the pizza?” Alex/Ice Closet asked the nubby purple dragon, unintentionally using the cliched, overly effective puppy dog eyes.

An obvious blush crossed Spike’s face as his sensibilities were assaulted by the weapons grade cuteness that Ice was exuding, opening his mouth to tell him (that he thought was a her) that he could, in fact, eat the pizza so long as he stopped trying to give him a heart attack. Though that particular action was interrupted by a particular purple mare that was particularly incensed at that moment.

“What is it spi-, Oh, hey A-Ice, what’s going on Spike?” Twilight asked, glaring lightly at her purple reptilian assistant/slave.

“Um, I-I was going to ask you if she,” he pointed and Alex, “was living with us now.” He finished, turning from the non-purple mare in the room to avoid a serious heart condition.

“Yeah, actually h-she is Spike, she’s the new maid.” Twilight told her reptilian slaveboy.

“Yeah, yeah okay, good to know. Y-your name is Ice, r-right? Umm, welcome to the family? Right, I’mma go clean something.” The slaveboy said, walking(waddling) away, his face burning in embarrassment and shame that he almost let a stranger into their fridge because she was cute, he thought he was immune to it ever since Sweeties cute ‘give me what I want’ face stopped having an effect on him.

Back in the kitchen, Alex was standing next to Twilight, a frozen pizza balanced triumphantly on his head. He turned to Twilight, a question burning through his mind.

“Twilight? Do you have any pineapples?”

Author's Note

I'm sorry for the large delay in publishing, but organizing the story's writers into cohesive meeting times and getting them to stick to it was absurdly hard at times. Part of the issue is just that life comes first, but to be honest I'm a bit mad right now how much pushing I have to do to get things done.

That isn't to say that they never push to get things done, but just that it's been a bit hard for me this past week or two.