The Model's Secretary: Bonus Chapter Series

by Dudeler

Rating: mature
Tags: Anthro, Fleur de Lis, Slice of Life, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Human, Romance, Original Character, Sex
Length: 19645

This is a series of side chapters that has little to no involvement in main story line from The Model's Secretary.

This series of Bonus Chapters takes place somewhere in The Model's Secretary's timeline. These events may or may not happen in the main story as they don't have much of an impact to the plot line, and it's really here for the sake of special occasions that the characters get involved in.

Enjoy the [sexy] hi jinks!

11/1/14: Aaaaaand just like that, this got featured in one day. Like to give a big thanks to the proofreaders/editors who've helped me make this story much better to read, and to you guys to make this possible. You guys rock. :twilightsmile:

Published 2014-10-31 23:20:06 UTC
Last updated 2016-03-30 22:46:00 UTC

Heating Toffee to a Bubbling Boil (Bubbles and Toffee Clop Chapter)

Author's Note

Welcome the Bonus Chapter Series everyone! Here we will see what the characters are doing outside of the main story line for the sake of curiosity with no impact to the plot whatsoever. You may have already read this first chapter already, but you're welcome to read again before moving onto the next chapter. For those who are lost, this takes place in the middle of Chapter 23 from the main story after Bubbles and Toffee see off our main trio before they enjoy the rest of their vacation to the fullest extent. Hope you enjoy the series!

This is Dudeler, signing off.

Heating Toffee to a Bubbling Boil (Bubbles and Toffee Clop Chapter)

Heating Toffee to a Bubbling Boil

[Toffee’s POV, 1:30 p.m.]

“You didn’t have to pay for our lunch, Toffee,” Oz said as we all left the restaurant. “We could have paid for it ourselves.”

“Oh don’t worry about it Oz,” I said as I patted him on the back. “You’ve all had a rough few days. It’s the least we could do to help make your last day in Manehattan end on a good note. Besides, it’s been real nice getting to know you, Oz. We should do something like this again soon.”

“Sure. Maybe next time I’ll pay for your meals,” Oz said with a charming smile.

“Well aren’t you just a gentlecolt?” I said as I pinched his cheek, making him blush.

Fleur and Shining certainly have good tastes in stallions. This guy’s a keeper.

“Toffee, I think they need to go now,” Bubbles said.

“Oh! Right,” I said as I pulled my hand back. Oz started to call for a taxi while rubbing the cheek I pinched. “Now you all have a safe trip back home now. We’ll let you know when we get back.”

“Sure!” Fleur said as she gave me a hug. “Have fun with the rest of your vacation!”

Oh, believe me, I will, and hopefully come back with something wonderful.

“Let us know how things go,” Shining said as she gave me a hug as well after Fleur gave Bubbles one.

“I’ll tell ya all about it,” I said as we pulled back. I got the girls to come close to where I whispered. “And I wish you two the best of luck. This guy is quite a cutie.” I winked, making the girls blush a little.

“Taxi’s here!” Oz exclaimed as the said carriage was parked up front. Fleur and Shining got inside while the human politely held the door open for them before following.

“We’ll see you again soon guys! Tell Fancy I said hi!” I exclaimed as the two of us waved.

“We’ll be sure to do that! See you later!” Fleur exclaimed out the window as she and her friends waved back before the carriage took off. Bubbles and I kept waving until they disappeared out of sight, and I sighed contentedly.

“You think he can handle the two of them?” Bubbles asked as he rested a hand on my shoulder.

“I’m sure he’ll figure something out. He seems like a smart guy,” I replied as the two of us walked off. “For now though, let’s enjoy the rest of our vacation, and get busy making babies,” I purred as I gave Bubbles’ ass a little pinch, making him redden a little.

“Toffee, not in public,” he whispered while trying to keep a straight face, but failing.

Ah, how I love making him blush like that. It shows how much of a sweetie he truly is, just like how we first met. If I could make him still blush like this now, just wait until he sees what I have in store for him back in the hotel.

[5:30 p.m.]

We decided to take a nice stroll through the park to walk off our lunch. Along the way, we ran into an artist just finishing up a caricature made for a young couple. With enough persuasion, I talked Bubbles into paying for our portrait to be done next. We sat in a comfortable pose on a park bench for what felt like hours, but the wait was worth it as I fell on the ground laughing from how ridiculous we looked in the finished product. Part of what made Bubbles such a peach is that despite his cold hard exterior, he can take a good laugh at himself from time to time as well, at least in my presence.

Once we got the caricature rolled up and held in place with a rubber band, we took a tour around an ice cream and sweets factory. Seeing some of the more popular candies and treats gave me some ideas for selling pastries that could go well with my brand of coffees back at the shop, but that’s a project for a later time.

Tasting some of the delicious samples provided at the end of the tour made us hungry for dinner. So we went to a nearby Speighnish restaurant to satisfy our stomachs.

“Do you have any names in mind for our foal?” I asked as we ate our meal.

“If it’s a colt, I definitely know we need to give him something cool,” Bubbles said. “You would not believe how many times I got teased in school because of my name. I’m not going to let that happen to our kid like it did to me.”

Overprotective as always. Then again, he probably wouldn’t be the head of Fancy’s security if he wasn’t.

“We gotta give him something that fits, but that could go in so many ways,” Bubbles continued. “Fur color, mane color, eye color, then there’s the possibility that he might not even be an earth pony, not that i mind this at all”

“True. Mum’s a pegasus after all, and who knows if she’s pure or not?” I shrugged. “I don’t know, maybe it’s best that we just give him what’s best when that time comes.”

“I suppose,” Bubbles said. “While we’re on this subject, I’ve been thinking of something interesting.”

“Oh? What might that be?” I asked with a raised eyebrow.

“What do you think about making Shining as our foal’s godmother?”

I gasped at the question Bubbles brought up, reminding me of the poor mare’s incident five and a half years ago. I remembered how much she adored foals, and how she always dreamed of having at least one herself one day. Sadly, that may never come to be after what she went through.

“I think Shining would love that, Bubbles,” I replied with a smile. “We’ll have to make that a surprise for her once we get—GRK!” I dropped my fork on the plate as I felt a powerful surge of warmth from my stomach, making me tense up some.

“Are you alright?” He asked as with a slight shake in his voice.

“B-Bubbles… I think it’s time,” I said as I held my stomach. “It settled down for now, but who knows—“

“I’m on it,” Bubbles said as he quickly took out a handful of bits and set the pile on the table. “Let’s get back to the hotel, fast.” He helped me stand up before we briskly walked out of the restaurant with our rolled up caricature. “Money’s on the table, keep the change,” he said to the host as we walked out the door.

[6:15 p.m.]

We took a taxi back to the hotel as fast as possible. The heat inside me was steadily increasing, making it harder and harder to keep myself in control until we got there. When we arrived, Bubbles quickly paid the driver the fee before he carried me to our room princess style. I’ll admit, no matter how many times he’s done it, I still get impressed (and turned on) from how strong he was for carrying me with little effort despite how heavy I thought I was.

We got in our special honeymoon room, which was not only romantically decorated and had an amazing bed, but the place was specially designed to keep the noise inside so some of the friskier couples didn’t have to hold back. We were definitely going to go all out tonight.

“How are you feeling now?” Bubbles asked as he gently set me down on my hooves.

“I’m okay, just getting—Mmph!—a little damp between the legs,” I said before I bit my lower lip.

“I’m starting to smell it a little too,” Bubble added in as he put up the do not disturb sign and flower symbol outside and locked the door.

“Since we’re doing this for real, for the first time no less, I’ve got something to make our first night special, if you don’t mind waiting for me to get it.”

“Toffee, we’ve got four to seven days all to ourselves. Just being here with the most beautiful mare I’ve come to love is special enough for me.” He held my chin up before he leaned down and gave me a soft, warm kiss that I moaned into. My heart raced from not only how sweet that was, but how the kiss was making me losing the grip I had on myself quicker than I thought. I felt a little bad for myself as I pulled us away from it, but the feeling wouldn’t be lingering for very long.

“I’ll be right back,” I said with a smile before I grabbed my bag and walked into the bathroom.

[Bubbles’ POV]

I stretched and popped the stiffness out of every part of my body as I waited, since I knew I’ll need to be feeling my very best for the next couple of days. I stripped down to my briefs before I took a seat on the bed, waiting for my spunky, beautiful wife.

Seven years, huh? Time seemed to fly so fast. I still remember the first night I saw her wearing a hot pink tube top that was cut high enough to show off that sweet belly of hers, matching skirt, and thigh high black stockings with slippers. Her mane and tail style was quite different during that time, all wild and frizzy, but hey, so was everypony else’s, including mine. Boy, do I miss having a mane.

I wasn’t all that popular with mares back then. Heck, I wasn’t very good with them even before that. First I was too geeky looking for any mare to approach me, but many trips to the gym later, I was too scary for them, even when I tried to start things off as gently as possible. I didn’t think somepony like Toffee would ever come into my life no matter how many times Momma would tell me otherwise. I hate to admit it, but I must have been like Oz when Toffee came to me: a little surprised and off-guard from how forward she was flirting with me. I didn’t know what to do, and I practically ended up being a bumbling mess rather than the hard-shelled bouncer of a night club. I thought I had messed up big time and made a complete fool of myself, but Toffee seemed to like it somehow. From that point on, we just kept on seeing and talking to each other like good friends until I finally had the guts to ask her out. Everything changed for me after our first date, and I couldn’t be any happier when she said yes to my proposal seven months later.

Now here we are, seven years later, finally getting started in making a family that Momma kept on nagging me to do. We were uncertain of it at first, and the times she went into heat were quite difficult since she didn’t want to risk getting into something she wasn’t ready for, and I had to be away from her because of it. Sure, we definitely made up for lost time once her heat had passed, but even afterwards we were still busy with our jobs. With this vacation planned out though, having nothing to interrupt our time together (except with what happened with Mascara and Solar Flare, but those were emergencies), we were ready to start settling down for real.

The door to the bathroom cracked open, jolting my attention to that direction. Toffee’s head peeked out of the room with half-lidded eyes and a smile as she gazed at me. “You ready baby?” She asked.

“Let’s see it,” I replied.

When Toffee opened the door fully, my eyes practically bulged out of my head from the sight of her.

She stood in the doorway with a black teddy lingerie set. The material was an translucent type, but it covered enough that her D cup breasts weren’t seen. The sides of her waists were bare, and while she did a little spin, there were only straps that held the piece together while it revealed her sweet ass. She also had garters strapped onto a pair of thigh high stockings, giving her ensemble a sexy, lust-filled bad mare look.

“Mother of Celestia…” That was all I could say to react.

“You like?” She asked in a sultry tone with half-lidded eyes and a smile as she walked over. She exaggeratingly lifted her leg to show off her flexibility as she climbed up on my lap, wrapped her arms around my shoulders, and sat right on top of my excruciatingly hard member that stretched the briefs’ material. She leaned in to where her muzzle was close to my ear. “I hope your big boy is ready, ‘cause I’m going to milk every last drop he has inside of me,” she whispered before stroking her tongue up my ear, making me tremble erratically as the adrenaline rushed throughout my whole body.

“Toffee, you can take as much of me as you can handle,” I replied in a husky tone before I groped Toffee’s juicy ass, and locked lips with her. The vibrations of our moans were in sync as we kissed, our tongues wrestling between our mouths. This was the kind of wrestling I would mostly lose in, but I had no complaints as her dexterous, warm, moist appendage dominated over mine.

Soon enough, she started grinding herself on top of me. There was a strong heat acting on my erection as I felt her wetness soaking my briefs. Her heat was getting stronger as I could smell her caramel-scented hormones filling the room. I couldn’t imagine how much she was struggling to hold herself back in order to savor this passionate moment, and I couldn’t let her do all of the work.

I pulled back from the kiss while a string of saliva connected our tongues until it broke. Toffee was panting hard, and I could feel her heat rising. “Allow me,” I said before I kissed her neck, making her breaths shaky and harsh. I reached around her back to undo the straps holding up her teddy, making it fall forward once I got all of them. I took a moment to pull back and unclipped the garters before slipping her teddy off, revealing the rest of her voluptuous body, especially her melon-shaped breasts. I then positioned myself on top of her and started making love to her breasts, kissing and nibbling one of her tits while a hand groped and pinched the other, making Toffee gasp.

“B-Bubbles,” Toffee moaned.

“Yes?”

“I’m starting to get c-crazy! I need you inside of me NOW! Please!”

“Alright, just let me get those stockings off first.” She nodded quickly while biting her lower lip.

I quickly moved down to her legs, slipped her stockings off, and tossed them to the side before my eyes met her puffy, winking labia. I moved up to take a big whiff of her sweet, caramel musk, my thoughts and reasoning growing fuzzy as the animal inside of me was starting to get erratic. Wasting no more time, I stood up, and slipped out of my briefs, making my erection flop out and stand proudly at attention. It may not be as long as other stallions, but I like to pride myself in its girth.

I steadied my pulsing cock towards her entrance and pushed myself inside of Toffee, making her tense up to grip me in a hot vice as she screamed and trembled. I felt hot liquids soaking me, and I wasn’t even halfway in.

“Fuck, you must be more sensitive than I thought if that made you climax that-”

“DON’T YOU FUCKING STOP NOW, BUBBLES!” She screamed as she pulled me down to her level, my gaze looking into her shrunken irises. “MAKE ME YOUR BITCH AND FUCK ME LIKE A SLUT!”

That sentence made me lose it before I jammed the rest of myself inside, making her scream from the sudden split of her vagina. Driven by my hormones, I grunted as I rammed myself inside Toffee repeatedly, making her breathe erratically as she wrapped herself tightly around me, digging her nails in my back. The heat and vice-like milking inside of her was driving me wild. What Toffee was about to say next would only fuel my passion further.

“Yes! Yes! Fuck me hard you beast! Make me yours!” She exclaimed.

“You like this?!”

“Yes!”

“You like this, bitch?!”

“Yes!”

“You want me to fill you up?!”

“Use me like a fucking cum dumpster!”

“Then you’re gonna get it soon enough!” I doubled my efforts as I tightly gripped her waist, and jackhammered her insides with everything I had.

“AAAAAH!” she screamed as I came inside her. Thrusting into her a few more times, she squeezed every last drop I shot until our juices dripped out of her. With one final thrust, I panted out the air I’d held in for the last couple of seconds, sweat dripping down my forehead.

“Wow,” I said. “That was intense, but I could go for another round.”

“Oh don’t worry, we are,” Toffee growled before she rolled us, ending up with her on top of me. “We aren’t through for tonight just yet. Think you can handle this for another couple of days?”

“Who do you think you’re talking to, babe?” I asked with a smirk. “By the end of this, I’ll be having you walking funny for the next week.”

“We’ll see who’ll be walking funny,” she growled before leaning down to give me a hungry kiss. She then sat back up in a cowgirl position, rested her hands on my chest, and started grinding herself in circles with my member and our fluids still inside of her. She was making a mess on my pelvis as our liquids dripped off of my sides, but I paid no mind as I felt myself steadily getting hard again.

“Mmmf~. I can feel you inside of me more like this,” she moaned as she switched her motions to back and forth. “Fuck, those mares don’t know what they’re missing, not taking somepony like you.”

“Well, that means more of me for you to have, right?” I asked as I grabbed her ass, making her groan with a good spank. “And you are all mine for me to love and fuck.”

“Oh yeah~,” she moaned as she pressed my hand against her breast with a smile. “All of this is yours, and your big fat cock is all mine.” She crouched forward as she slid her hands up my chest.

With her breasts pressing against me, she pounded her ass on my pelvis while my pulsing cock grinded against her inner walls that were lubricated by our fluids . I helped with Toffee’s leverage by grasping her ass and hit inside her with my fully-hardened cock as she bounced away. She panted in sync with her drops as she gazed at me with half-lidded, lust-filled eyes that had a hint of happiness as well. We moaned into another passionate kiss as I helped her pound herself on top of me. I could tell she was getting close to cumming again as I felt her contracting on my member repeatedly, but I was just about to climax as well.

As if our minds were as one, we put everything we had into the last couple of seconds of fast, heavy pounding before our bodies tensed up. When I hilted myself inside her, we screamed as we both came at the same time with a monstrous force. Another wave of her juices flushed over me while my seed filled Toffee up until it overflowed and started leaking out from her entrance along with her own juices covering my pelvis. Toffee slumped on top of me as we breathed for air, basking in the afterglow.

“Dear Luna, that took some energy out of me,” Toffee wheezed. “But I still want to keep going, at least once more.”

“Anything for you, babe,” I said before we kissed softly for a brief moment. “I just need some time to get myself back up again.”

“I think I can help you with that~,” she cooed as she traced a finger down my front.

She took a moment to stabilize herself by resting her arms on top of my chest, and pushed herself off of me. Toffee’s pussy leaked our mixed juices onto my already well-coated, flaccid cock as it finally received some air.

She moved herself down to where her muzzle was at my crotch and took my limp member in her hand. With half-lidded eyes and a smile, she licked up our juices from my balls to the tip, making me groan and tingle from the sudden new sensation. She giggled at my reactions as she suckled my coated balls before moving back to my shaft. Slow, sensual licks were given to my slowly hardening stallionhood as she cleaned our mess off of me. When she got to the head, she swirled her tongue around it while occasionally passing over my urethra, making me groan as she dug deeper.

Toffee then surrounded my flared head with her mouth before bobbing up and down, moaning and swirling her tongue around my shaft as she did. It was a good thing we decided to hold off on our sex until her heat came around, or I’d be quite sore by now from how much my cock’s been through tonight.

I gripped the sheets as Toffee gave me one heck of a blowjob until my member had reached full mast once more. She pulled her muzzle out with a pop before taking a big whiff out of my musk, and let my cock gently slap her face. “Mmm~, I can never get enough of this,” Toffee moaned before giggling.

“Well you’ll definitely have plenty of time to take it all in for the next couple of days,” I said before I sat up with a smile, a little turned on to see some of our juices were still around her muzzle. I took it upon myself to kiss and lick her mouth clean, as she deserved that much. It was a bit salty, but her sweet caramel flavored juices quickly overpowered it.

“Well, aren’t you quite the gentlecolt?” Toffee asked with a sultry smile.

“Anything for you, my lady,” I replied with a smirk. “Now how about you turn around and show me that sweet ass I love so much so I can really fuck you like a beast?”

She growled playfully while lightly scratching down my torso with her nails. “My pleasure, Tiger.” Toffee stood up as I did before she laid her front half on the sweaty and cum-soaked bed while presenting her voluptuous ass with her steaming coffee mug cutie marks before me. Her marehood was still dripping our juices from the last round as she spread her cheeks apart for a better entry. “All yours my sexy stallion~,” she sang.

Damn, I think out of everything from her body that I love, her ass would definitely be my favorite above all. I want to have some fun and do anal like she sometimes likes to do in this position, but there would be time for that later in the week. Now it’s foal making time.

I set my hardened stallionhood on her entrance before I pushed myself in once more. Our juices from earlier served as a lubricant to make the trip smoother, but she still had quite a grip on me as I made it all the way inside. “Fuck, no matter how many times I get in there, it’s always tight,” I said.

“You can thank all the yoga classes I took,” Toffee said as she wiggled her ass a little. “You’d be surprised how flexible I am now.”

“I can’t wait to see over the week, but for now...” I gave Toffee’s tail a good hard tug, making her gasp from surprise. “I think I need to unload once more.”

“Oh yeah~,” she moaned before I started the thrusts at a hard, steady pace as I tugged her tail, occasionally giving her ass a good spank. “Ah!”

“You like that, bitch?”

“Fuck yeah! Hit me harder!”

SMACK!

“Oh fuck yeah! Make me your slut!”

SMACK!

I upped the pace and force a little as I gave her slowly reddening ass cheeks more good attention, spanking her every few thrusts. I stopped at one point so her ass wouldn’t sting too much later, but crouched over Toffee as I kept going. I reached under her so I could grope one of her breasts while my free arm was on the bed for stability. Toffee turned her head enough to where we shared another passionate kiss, making me slow down temporarily before I sped up to a faster and harder pace than before. With her walls contracting around my throbbing member once more, coupled with her erratic breathing, I could tell she was nearing her climax. I stood up straight and held her sides before I put in my last bit of my energy with everything I’ve got, pulling her body against mine fast and hard while she got in sync with my movements.

“AAAAAAH!” Toffee screamed as her body trembled, and her insides grabbed onto me tightly before she climaxed. She spilled her hot juices over my cock, which made me go over the top and shoot my load inside of her. Our mixtures once again filled her up until it overflowed and dripped down her leg as I gave my last few jerks inside of her.

Once I was tapped out and relaxed, I pulled myself out of Toffee, our juices still slowly dripping down her leg as I slumped onto the bed while gasping for air. Toffee followed suit right next to me as we gazed into each other’s eyes, cleared from the haze of lust clouding over them for the time being. We shared another soft kiss, moaning from how sweet it felt as we savored the afterglow.

“That was just incredible, baby,” Toffee said with a tired smile.

“You were incredible, Toffee,” I complimented. “All done for tonight?”

“For now, but don’t be surprised to see me grinding on top of you again when you wake up in a couple hours,” she said with a giggle.

“Babe, that sexy wake-up call would be an excellent start for the day,” I said. With some energy back in me, I took a moment to hit the lights and clean my little buddy with tissues before I got under the covers with my amazing wife. “The housekeepers will certainly be in for a surprise once we’re done with our vacation. We should leave a big tip for this mess,” I commented.

“I’ll say,” she replied before sighing in content and rubbed her stomach. “Goodness, I feel so full. I’ll definitely be getting a baby going at this rate, maybe even two.”

“It would be interesting to have twins,” I said before we shared one last, genuine kiss. We then snuggled closely to where her breasts were pressing against me. “Do you think we’ll make good parents?”

“It won’t be easy, but I think we can do it as long as we work together,” Toffee sighed.

“Of course,” I said as I pulled her in closer before I closed my eyes. “Love ya, cocoa butt.”

“Love you too, cocoa bear.”

Nightmare Night (Halloween Special)

Bonus Chapter 2: Nightmare Night

[Ozzy’s POV, 7:15 p.m.]

I don’t usually go to parties revolving around the holidays. Halloween, Christmas, New Year’s, I’ve been to all of them at least once, but it didn’t take very long before I got bored and left. That was before I had great friends like Fleur and Shining though.

Fancy Pants had invited the girls and me to his place for a Nightmare Night bash, which is basically Equestria’s rendition of Halloween. I wasn’t really into the idea, but Fleur convinced me to go (and by convince me, I mean she used the puppy dog eyes on me until I caved in). She and Shining wanted me to find a good costume to wear for the occasion too, so I decided to go with the first thing that came to the top of my head.

It was tough finding the kind of attire I needed, but after much effort, I came up with an emerald green robe, a fake beard, a scepter and a large, matching pointed hat. After I finished dressing up, I stepped out of my room, and went downstairs before I raised both of my arms in the air.

“I am Oz! The Great and Powerful Wizard!”

Yeah, I know this wasn’t what the actual Oz from the movie wore, but going into a costume party in formal attire was kind of stupid unless you’re going as a vampire, and that’s just too mainstream to do anymore. Plus the way I went at it was kind of a joke really. I’m pretty sure my parents named me Ozzy just so they could make this possible, but I digress. I just hope the costume I picked doesn’t somehow copyright anything.

“Somebody seems to be excited for tonight,” a voice said.

I turned around, and my eyes widened as I watched Fleur in a sexy one-piece kitty costume walking down the stairs. The piece was black with straps that stretched down to her hips where there was tutu-like skirt around them. She also had black stockings, matching slippers, cat ears, a collar, gloves that looked like paws, and a long sock that covered her tail (which I admit was quite genius). Being the model Fleur is, I figured she would go into something that would have her stand out, but I didn’t think she’d go this far.

“Meow~, what do you think, Ozzy?” she asked as she gave a little spin with a smile. “Do I look like a pretty kitty?”

“Pretty” is as much of an understatement as saying a boulder is hard.

“Y-you look great, Fleur,” I stammered. Suddenly, the door knocked a few times. “Just a second!” I exclaimed as I went to the door.

That must be Shining. Knowing her, she’s probably going in something that’s less eye-catching to the public. I’d actually be glad for that if Fleur being a sexy kitty wasn’t nerve-wracking enough.

I couldn’t be more wrong once I opened the door.

Though it wasn’t revealing, Shining wore a police costume that I didn’t think any mare would wear while on the job. Hers was a one-piece, short-sleeved, black zip up costume that showed a good amount of her cleavage while it only stretched down to her inner thighs. She also had knee-high leather boots, a police badge, a cap while her mane was tied into a bun, fingerless gloves, and a belt with a pair of handcuffs latched onto it. The whole ensemble gave her an intimidating, dominating, yet arousing vibe around her as she looked like she’d give a poor sucker more than just jail time if they messed with her.

“Nice costume, Ozzy,” she said. “You better not go too crazy at the party tonight, or I’m taking ya downtown.” She winked.

“Very nice!” Fleur exclaimed as she walked over. “Looks like we’re all ready. Are we heading out?”

“Silver’s parked out front. He’s ready to go whenever we are,” Shining added in.

“I guess we should get going then,” I said.

The girls nodded in agreement before we went in the carriage and made our way to Fancy’s place for the party.

[7:30 p.m.]

When we arrived at the mansion, it looked to be just as crowded as Fancy’s birthday party. The biggest difference was the attire all of the ponies were wearing, and there were even more humans than the last time too.

“Boy, Fancy goes all out during the holidays, huh?” I asked as we made our way to the front.

“For occasions like these? It’s these times of the year when ponies would loosen up and not worry about any businesses and charities,” Fleur said.

“Especially for the nobles,” Shining added in. “Some may just relax at home and give out candy to the kids while others would unwind and go a little crazy with the drinking and partying.”

If ponies get crazier during these kinds of parties, I just hope things don’t go any worse than that very first mare who came on to me. Hard to believe that was just a few months ago.

When we arrived up front, there was a different bouncer than the last time I came for Fancy’s party, dressed up like a mummy. “Good evening. Fleur, Shining, and Ozzy, correct?” he asked.

“That would be us,” Fleur answered. “I haven’t seen you around here before. When were you hired?”

“Just a few weeks ago actually. Bubbles trained me before he retired not too long afterwards.”

“Do you know how Bubbles is doing?” I asked.

“Oh he’s doing great! They were invited to the party as well, but I’m sure with how pregnant Bubbles’ wife is, they’d rather not be involved with anything that includes alcohol, especially for something like this.”

“I can understand that,” Shining said. “She’s grown such a belly, yet still looks fantastic to boot.”

“Ain’t that the truth? Well, you three enjoy yourselves. If you need anything, the name’s Crunchy, and I’ll be in and out of the mansion throughout the night.”

“Will do. Thanks, Crunchy!” Fleur said before we went inside, almost getting blasted by the loud music playing. “He seems nice.”

“Bubbles certainly knows how to pick them, huh?” I asked.

“Indeed,” Shining agreed. “Now let’s get wasted and party!”

Fleur and I cheered before we started things off with some drinks and went to the dance floor. Things were going off to a good start, the music to fit the party’s theme was great, and the ponies and humans were almost going nuts on the dance floor. With the first round of drinks in our system to loosen the three of us up, we went to the dance floor and just went with the flow. Fleur was a natural for just dancing to the music she saw fit and having fun with it. Shining was good as well, but still looked a little nervous or embarrassed dancing from how stagnant her moves were. Then there was me who was just a terrible dancer when it’s not either waltz or slow dancing, and I just bounced to the beat while moving my arm and scepter around like some kind of very off body spasm (which would kind of fit for what I was going as). The girls had to help me when it looked like I was hopeless. The dances that followed included twirls, rocking and bumping our hips, and some other moves I didn’t know even existed.

At one point in a song though, I noticed a few stallions were eyeing up Fleur who was circling her butt while spinning her socked cat-tail around. Out of nowhere, one of them tried to reach over get a hold of her tail, probably trying to immobilize her thanks to the sensitivity to make their snag that much easier. When I saw it all, I stopped my dancing altogether, stepped in between Fleur and the assaulter, and raised my scepter.

“YOU! SHALL NOT! PASS!” I exclaimed before I brought the scepter down and smacked the stallion’s hand away.

Yeah, I know that quote didn’t match the character I was trying to portray with my costume, but hey, I’ve partially always wanted to say that at one point in my time, and now I can cross that off of my bucket list.

“Who the fuck do you think you are, old man?!” the stallion yelled over the music. The girls turned around with widened eyes as they saw what was going on.

“I should be asking you that!” I replied. “What’s the big idea trying to grab my friend’s tail?!”

“None of your business you twat!” the other stallion yelled before he shoved me.

Almost immediately, Shining stepped in and knocked the stallions’ heads in each other, making them fall to the floor. “I may not be an actual cop, but I can sure beat the crap out of you like one!” she exclaimed.

“And this kitty’s got claws to scratch on some bastards like you!” Fleur added in before her horn glowed, lifting the two assailants in the air with a pale pink aura. The crowd on the dance floor cleared the way as Fleur floated them toward the back door while they struggled. “Get on out of here you savages!” She tossed the two out the door until the hit the grass, just in time as security got a hold of them and took them out of the party, making everyone in the room cheer before they went back to dancing.

Fleur turned to me with a smile. “Thanks for catching that, Ozzy,” she said over the music. “You literally saved my tail.”

“No problem,” I answered before I raised my scepter. “The Great and Powerful Oz shall not stand such behavior in this party, especially towards his dear friends.”

“I think I could go for a few more drinks after that fiasco,” Shining commented. “Anypony up for it?”

“Sure. Let’s head on out,” I said before we left the dance floor.

[8:45 p.m.]

We had a few more drinks while we took a break from dancing, slowly getting more buzzed from the alcohol getting into our systems. We were at the gardens to get some fresh air while we enjoyed the music heard from outside..

“This party’s getting crazy,” I said. “I mean I heard parties like this back on Earth can get rowdy, but I’m not sure if they could get to this kind of level.”

“Those two stallions earlier were quite the bunch,” Fleur commented. “Did Fancy really invite those two?”

“I’m sure they might have snuck in somehow,” Shining answered. “I mean with this being a costume party and so many ponies and humans attending, they could blend right in.”

“True,” Fleur said. “Still, for them to go so far just to get into a party they weren’t invited to, I mean there’s a reason why some were chosen to come while others weren’t, you know? I’m just glad Ozzy here got on Fancy’s good side enough to get personally invited to these parties himself too.”

“I think I was luckier I got into Fancy’s birthday party the first time I came here with you two,” I said.

“And boy, what a night that was,” Shining said before she downed the rest of her drink and hiccuped. “Excuse me. H-hey, Ozzy, remember that conversation we had on the way home that night you told me about?”

“Yeah?”

“I think I might have remembered what I was going to say before I passed out on the way home. It was about how things might have been if I met you long before the first day you came here, right? I think I was about to say-”

“I’M STREAKING! I’M STREAKING!” a random human male screamed as he ran past the three of us with nothing but a Nightmare Moon mask, artificial wings, and shoes. All of us in the area couldn’t help but gaze in his direction before a few security ponies were chasing after him.

The girls and I stood there with widened eyes, blinking and wiping our eyes. “You girls saw that too, right?” I asked.

“Yep.”

“Uh huh.”

“Wanna get more drinks so we can try and erase that image out of our heads?”

“Drinks sound nice.”

“I’m gonna need something strong after seeing that.”

[10:15 p.m.]

“H-hey, has anypony seen my beard?” I asked before I took a sip of what may have been my fifth or sixth drink since the incident from the garden.

“W-wait, your beard’s gone?!” Shining asked as she felt my face. She had about as much, maybe more alcohol than I did. “Oh my gosh! Ozzy’s beard is gone! W-where did it go?!” She quickly looked around the area and gave a loud whistle. “Beardy?! Where are you?! Heeere beardy beardy beardy!”

I chuckled at Shining’s irrational panic for part of my costume. “Sh-Shining, it’s cool. It was a d-dumb beard anyway.”

“But it’s magic!” Shining exclaimed as she turned to me. “That sacred beard has the power we need to help ward off sexy mares!”

Fleur sitting next to me spat her eighth drink before she chortled. “Wh-what are you talking about, Shiny? Explain—explain to me how that beard kept sexy mares away?”

“Didn’t you—didn’t you notice how many mares were taking stallions home for the evening?” Shining asked. “Heck, I heard a couple or two going at it like rabbits behind some bushes in the garden. I even—I even saw some humans with pony partners going home with goofy smiles on their faces. Remember how that one b-bitch tried to take Ozzy away during Fancy’s birthday party?”

“Uh huh?” Fleur asked.

“I mean, c-come on! Look at that pretty face!” Shining gestured to me. “With him being well-known as our secretary, there should be mares flooding over to ask him out!”

That might have been exaggerated, but now that she mentioned it, not one mare had come close to hitting on me throughout the evening.

“Okay, okay, I think I can understand where you’re getting at, Shining,” I said. “However! There’s one factor you haven’t counted that would und-undermine your theory.”

“Oh yeah? What’s that?” Shining asked with a raised eyebrow.

“If that beard did ward off sexy mares, then how did I get two of Equestria’s s-sexiest mares to stick by me long before I lost that thing?” I asked.

As if the alcohol wasn’t making the girls red enough, the color went deeper as their eyes widened and glanced to the side. “You… you really think we’re sexy?” Shining asked while glancing back.

“Duh!” I exclaimed. “I mean, l-look at the two of you. We’ve got an alluring kitty and a busty cop standing right here, giving this old, beardless wizard the time of his life. How could tonight get any better than this?”

“Well~, we could go up to my room and… Uh oh,” Fleur said before she covered her mouth and ran to the nearest bathroom. Shining and I followed along as we knew what was going to happen next.

I held Fleur’s mane out of her face while Shining rubbed her back as she emptied her rejected contents in the toilet bowl. I tried not to look at it, but something was coming up just from the sound and smell of Fleur’s barfing. I swallowed the contents before they came up, leaving a burning, gross taste in my throat. Once Fleur finished expelling stomach’s insides, she flushed the toilet before using the toilet seat as a headrest to catch some air.

“Sweet Celestia that felt so good, despite how gross it sounds,” Fleur said.

“Feeling better?” Shining asked.

“Much. I’m not in a good condition to get back home tonight though.”

“What about Silver?” Shining asked.

“I don’t feel well enough to ride back.”

“I don’t think any of us are,” I agreed. “Would Fancy be alright with us staying here?”

“‘Would Fancy be alright,’ he says. This is as much my home as his. I don’t think he’ll mind, but we’ll have to let one of his staff know about it. I’m not up to looking for him all night. Oh, and Ozzy? You’re staying with Shiny and me in my room, no questions asked.”

“Alright alright,” I said. “Let’s just get our mouths clean before we head off, alright? I’ll ask them to prepare the ingredients for my cure tomorrow. We’re gonna wake up with quite a hangover.”

“Ugh, seriously?” Shining asked. “I hate that stuff.”

“Hey, I didn’t see either of you drink as much water as I did tonight, which was like, three glasses, or something,” I said. “I’m sure that’s not going to be enough to get us through the night. If you want quick relief, that’s the best cure you’re going to get.”

“Yeah yeah, I hear ya, doc,” Shining said while rolling her eyes.

Once Fleur was well enough to stand up, we used mouthwash to rinse the bad taste from our breath before we went to tell one of the nearest staff members to send a message to Fancy and what we need to drink first thing in the morning. He cringed when I told him what was inside, but nodded in response before Fleur led us to her room upstairs.

The trip probably could have gone faster if we weren’t so drunk, especially while we tried to lean on each other for balance until we finally got to her room. Fleur opened the door to her room, and I must say, it looked quite different compared to the one in her home.

The walls were a lighter shade of pink that was almost white, the same as one of Fleur’s mane and tail colors. There was a walk-in closet that wasn’t as big as the one in her own home, but was still surprising to see all the same. Her bed was also quite a sight to behold: It was a queen-sized bed with pink covers and a matching canopy above it, making the whole thing look like something royalty could sleep in.

I kicked off the shoes to the side before I tossed my hat on top of them and disrobed myself. The costume itself was thick enough to keep the heat insulated, which left me sighing in relief as I was only left with a tank top, boxers, and socks. The exposed areas had a nice breeze pass by as I set my glasses on the nightstand and fell onto Fleur’s bed before I got under the covers.

I was still partially awake with my eyes closed when I felt the girls joining me from both sides. We got into a spooning position, recognizing the slightly muscular waist I wrapped my arms around as Shining’s while Fleur wrapped me from behind. I noticed how I mostly felt fur from Shining’s body while I was being poked by two points from behind, but I didn’t pay it too much mind as my exhausted, drunken state was quickly taking its toll on me.

“Happy Nightmare Night, you two,” I yawned. “I had a great time tonight.”

“Same here,” Shining said.

“Ditto,” Fleur added in. “Let’s just hope our hangovers aren’t too bad tomorrow. Good night everypony.”

“Night,” Shining and I bid at the same time before the sleep quickly took us over.

Author's Note

Happy Halloween/Nightmare Night everyone. Until next time,

This is Dudeler, signing off.

P.S. This doesn't follow the canon story in TMS.

Hearth's Warming (Christmas Special), Part 1

Hearth’s Warming (Christmas Special), Part 1

[Ozzy’s POV, 9:40 a.m.]

“So you usually take a few weeks off during this time of year?” I asked the girls.

“Well with the Winter design lines already done, and the snow being around for quite some time, business in modeling gets pretty slow until we get closer to spring,” Shining explained.

“We also like to use this time to look for Hearth’s Warming gifts and spend more time with our families with how busy our work lives are,” Fleur added in.

We were having breakfast while wearing warm, comfortable clothes while snow fell outside our window. Tarps were set up over the pool and hot tub that were already piling with snow, as was the rest of the area around Fleur’s and Shining’s homes that showed nothing but white as far as the eye could see.

I was wearing a light blue sweater with jeans and socks, Shining was wearing a wool one that matched her fur color while snowflakes of different colors were spread around it with navy blue leggings, and Fleur…

“I don’t know why I’m surprised, but I still can’t believe you’re wearing what Glamorous is advertising,” Shining said. “I mean, unless you have a coat over it, keyhole sweaters defeat the purpose of keeping ponies warm in exchange for ‘showing off the goods.’”

Fleur was wearing a purple keyhole sweater that matched her eyes, but there was an opening under her collar where her small cleavage was exposed. She was also wearing gray sweatpants.

“It’s all the rage right now. How would I not give it a try?” Fleur asked. She looked down and cupped her breasts. Her brow furrowed as she scowled. Before I stared too long, I looked down on my plate and continued eating. “Ugh, but I could barely fill the bust with these. If I could just make them slightly bigger. I bet you could fit into these quite nicely, Shiny. You certainly have the size of goods to pull it off.”

“H-hey! Quit poking there!” Shining shouted. “Just because it’s a craze, that doesn’t mean you should follow it up yourself, you know. Besides, I don’t think it would really suit me well anyway.”

“Is that so?” Fleur asked. “It just so happens I have another pair that has your size and color. If you don’t think it will look good on you, perhaps Ozzy and I should be judges and see for ourselves whether or not that claim holds water.”

“Do you really have to put me into this?” I asked. “Can’t we just have a good breakfast without getting into something weird?”

“Oh come now, Ozzy, admit that you want to see it most of all,” Fleur rebutted. “Don’t think I didn’t notice you staring earlier either. Come on, Shiny, just give it a try for curiosity’s sake. If you don’t like it, I have the tag and receipt to bring it back.”

Shining glanced between me and Fleur as she thought about it. At a loss for what to do, she took out a bit for a coin toss to decide. The sound of metal rang in the air as the coin flipped from the flick of her thumb. With a catch and slap on the back of her other hand, she peeked the result of the coin toss, and sighed. “Alright, let’s just get it over with,” Shining said. Fleur quickly pulled her out of the chair and dragged her upstairs to change. I sat there looking up to where the girls went with my fork of scrambled eggs still in hand as the room went silent.

Uh… What just happened?

I finished my breakfast and cleaned my plate before putting it in the dishwasher. I sat back in the table where the girls’ plates still lay, slowly getting cold as I waited for them to change.

“I still don’t get the point of this being made,” Shining’s voice called from upstairs. “I can actually feel a draft blowing on it.”

“Oh hush. You look great, and I’m jealous you can pull it off better than me,” Fleur said. “Come on, let’s see what Ozzy thinks.” Hoofsteps were heard as they came down the stairs, Fleur was the first to come into view. “May I present to you… Shining Star, the magnificent!”

My eyes widened once Shining came into view next. She was wearing a pale light green keyhole sweater, the same color that matched her eyes, with her breasts filling the bust of the attire as I saw a nice valley in her light purple fur. How Shining was holding her arms under the breasts made them stand out more as she was looking to the side with her cheeks tinted red.

“Did you have to make an introduction like that?” Shining asked.

“Yes, yes I did,” Fleur answered. “Because your beauty should be seen by all, whether they be present or not. Well, Ozzy? What do you think?”

My mouth was opening and closing as I tried to make out the words, but failing miserably. I tried not to stare at Shining’s valley for too long as I was not sure whether or not she would be offended for being watched so objectively.

“It looks silly, doesn’t it?” Shining asked. “I’ll just go ahead and change out of—”

“No!” I interrupted, making the girls turn to me with widened eyes. “I mean, no, you don’t look silly, Shining. It… looks good on you, cute even.” Inside my head, I gave myself the biggest facepalm I could manage because of how idiotic I sounded from that outburst, like I didn’t want her to change out of it at all.

I’m so gonna get beat up for this, aren’t I?

“W-Well then, if that’s what you think… I suppose I could wear this around for today, just to see where it goes,” Shining said, making me perk up.

“That’s the spirit, Shiny! Show them what you can do, I always say,” Fleur said. “Now let’s finish our breakfast and relax for the day, shall we?”

“S-Sure,” Shining complied as the girls took their seats back in the table.

“I’m going to warm up some hot cocoa, do you two want some?” I asked as I stood up.

“That would be lovely.”

“Please.”

I nodded and walked to one of the cupboard to take out our mugs. I sighed internally, relieved to live another day.

[Shining’s POV, 1:00 p.m.]

Fleur winked at me while Ozzy’s back was turned. I didn’t know what I was worried about when I wore that sweater. I admit, as unique as the design was, it had a strange appeal that made me curious enough to try on, but my head was telling me otherwise. I was sort of glad Fleur pushed me to try the thing on despite what I said about it, and the luck from the coin toss was in my favor. Although, I wasn’t sure if going about it without the bra was taking it too far. I hoped I didn’t get cold enough for my nipples to harden, sensitive enough to where their friction with the fabric would stir something inside of me. Then again, the idea of Ozzy feeling me up in that state wouldn’t be something I’d decline.

… Gosh, I’m such a pervert.

The hot cocoa was ready by the time Fleur and I finished our breakfast. Once we put the clean dishes away, we spent the morning watching Hearth’s Warming movies and T.V. specials that were airing in some networks with mugs of hot cocoa in our hands, and some lunch in between when that time came around. Even though the holiday was a few weeks away, like most T.V. networks, they were probably eager to get them airing to gain more viewers. I didn’t complain though, as I was enjoying them with Ozzy on one side and Fleur on the other. It was also nice to discuss what Hearth’s Warming was while he explained how a similar holiday worked in his world and how it came to be in today’s times. I think it was called Christmas? I had to say, for one fat human man to go around the world to give presents to all the good boys and girls with nothing but a couple of reindeer and a sleigh in a single night, I doubt that was possible for even the princesses to accomplish with their vast amount of magic alone.

“Does this ‘Santa Claus’ give presents to the bad boys and girls too?” Fleur asked.

“Nah. From the story, Santa would only stuff coal in their stockings,” Ozzy answered. “I think parents would say that to their kids so they can try to behave throughout the whole year, or at least when Christmas was around the corner.”

“Did you believe he existed?” I asked.

“I probably did for a bit,” he said. “But with how Robert was around me and how we lived, I don’t think it was long before I called bull crap on his existence.” Fleur and I looked at each other with folded ears. “Personally, I like how Hearth’s Warming was created better than Christmas,” he continued.

“How so?” I asked.

“I just think a holiday that celebrates the different races joining together has a better ring to it than one that went from celebrating an important person’s birthday to waiting for a fictional character to bring presents,” Ozzy explained. “Sure, presents are still given during Hearth’s Warming, but it’s out of a unity between friends and family no matter what race they came from, and not as a reward for ‘being good’ for a year, including the gift exchange. It’s kind of vague and too pressuring for people to live up to, you know?”

Huh… I never thought of it that way.

“What also makes this holiday better than Christmas,” Ozzy continued before he pulled Fleur and me closer to him. “Is that I get to spend it with awesome friends like you two. That alone just trumps Christmas by a landslide.”

Fleur and I awed as we hugged Ozzy from both sides. Knowing how much I give him a hard time sometimes, hearing how much he liked spending time with us made my heart flutter as I savored the warmth he was sharing with me.

“Hey, I got a good idea,” Fleur said as we pulled out of the embrace. “The Canterlot Castle is holding a play of how Hearth’s Warming started tonight. How about we go see it later?”

“That sounds nice,” Ozzy said. “Maybe we’ll head over there after dinner?”

“That’s probably a good idea,” I answered. “If we end up getting the munchies after the play, we could pick up some dessert or something on the way back.”

“Seems like we’re all in agreement then,” Fleur said. “The show starts at 7:00, so you should probably plan on wearing something warm for afterwards, Ozzy.”

“That may be for the best. Don’t want to get too cold,” he commented. “I gotta use the bathroom real quick. You two want some more hot cocoa?”

“Yes please.”

“That would be nice, thanks.” Ozzy then stood up and went to the bathroom while Fleur and I sat in place.

“Okay, we definitely need to give Ozzy an amazing Hearth’s Warming this year,” Fleur said. “If his family’s as bad as he said they are, I can’t imagine how he spent the holidays until he moved out.”

“I agree, but what do we do?” I asked. “He said he’s happy just being with us, but certainly there’s more we could bring to the table, right?”

“Well there’s the party Fancy’s holding at the mansion,” Fleur said. “Bubbles, Toffee, and Silver are going to be joining of course, that comes to a total of six… I should ask him if he’s planning to invite anypony else.”

“He’s only holding it for close friends of ours, right?” I asked. “You think he could invite some of the Wonderbolts?”

“If it’s them, I think Spitfire, Soarin, and Claire might be best.”

“Whoa, wait, Claire too?”

“Oh come on, Shiny. It’s been about half a year since those two started talking again, and she hasn’t made a move on him. She’s come to good terms with us too. I’m sure Ozzy would like to have at least one human friend in the party so he doesn’t feel left out.”

I sighed. “Alright, you have a point there. Guess I got a little too jumpy. Anyway, the party’s only on Hearth’s Warming Eve, and we’ll have to give him a good time by then. What do we do for the actual day? He didn’t even tell us what kind of gift he wants when we asked a few weeks ago, and he still hasn’t come to a decision yet.”

“Right, and he isn’t somepony who asks for very much either. Sheesh, this is tougher than figuring out what to get for Fancy’s birthday.” We sat there and looked down as we frowned in thought, stumped for what we could come up with. “Should we just come up with our own ideas and hope for the best?” Fleur asked.

“I suppose that’s the best option. I’m sure whatever we get him, he’ll appreciate the thought, and of course we’ll like whatever gifts he comes up with for us too.” We nodded in agreement when the whistle from the kettle was blowing, a sign that the hot water Ozzy prepared for the hot cocoa was ready.

[Fleur’s POV, 7:00 p.m.]

We spent the next few hours either watching movies, chatting, or playing a card game or two. Ozzy and Shiny prepared dinner as the time for the play drew near, and we cleaned ourselves up after we ate. I had a lovely white wool blend pea coat with cotton fluffs around the collar over my keyhole sweater with matching boots, muffs, and hat; Shiny had a navy blue trench coat with black gloves, light blue ear muffs, and brown boots; and finally, Ozzy had three layers with a heavy duty black jacket on top, gloves, a beanie, and tennis shoes. We asked if his feet would be alright in the cold, but he said not to worry about it.

Seems like I already found an idea for what to get him for Hearth’s Warming. I’ll have to let Shiny know so both of us won’t think about getting the same thing (and I know ways to make ponies look fabulous in any type of clothing for any occasion).

We got to the play with Silver giving us a ride over to the castle and found some good seats to watch once we paid for admission. There wasn’t much of a change in the cast since I came with Shiny and Fancy last year. Rarity, an associate and acquaintance of Fancy’s, played as Princess Platinum like before; but the role of Clover the Clever was taken by somepony new. I believe Twilight Sparkle had it the last time before she became a princess the following year. I looked towards the special seats behind me, and lo and behold, there she was with the other three princesses and the former captain of the Royal Guard. The lavender alicorn looked bored with her head leaning on her hand as she watched the play.

Perhaps she liked being part of the play more than watching from the audience. I guess that’s understandable, especially if what I heard about she and her friends being asked by Princess Celestia herself to be a part of it before was true. Hmm… Wonder if I could audition for next year? I think I could play Princess Platinum quite nicely, and I would look marvelous in that costume. Oh! And maybe Ozzy could be Clover the Clever while Shiny would play Smart Cookie! Wait, but then I would be frozen while Ozzy connects with Shiny before they share the same fate… Then again, we’d all be joining together hand in hand as the play comes to a close. Damn, so many drawbacks.

Streamers and confetti fell at the end of the play, bells were ringing, and everypony on stage and in the audience stood up, singing The Heart Carol while we all joined hands. Poor Ozzy didn’t know we would all be singing, and just ended up lip synching as his face turned red while Shiny and I continued, trying to hold in our giggles until the end of the song. Applause and cheer filled the theatre before the three of us made our way out of the castle.

“Okay, before anybody says anything, I blame you two for not telling me about the singing,” Ozzy said as he pointed at us while we walked. “How the heck do you even know the lyrics without them being in the program?”

“I don’t know, it just came to us,” Shiny answered with a shrug.

“I’m not saying it’s because of magic, but… it’s probably magic,” I added in. “That kind of thing happens in this world sometimes, and anypony who’s around the area just goes along with it.”

“So if I suddenly sing a song about, I don’t know, doubts of passing a test, then everyone around me would join in knowing what lines to say?”

“It’s possible, but I doubt anypony would ever sing about something like that,” Shiny answered while rolling her eyes. “I mean that’s not only just ridiculous, but downright melodramatic.”

“I haven’t scored well in my own tests back in high school, but I’ve never made such a big deal about it that I’d burst into song,” I added in. “I’ve only done that twice in my life; both of which involved my breakup with Solar Flare where the first was involved with anger while the reprise was more mellow and sad.”

“Okay, that I find reasonable to sing, and all the more reason for me to beat the crap out of him if we ever bump into each other,” Ozzy said. We went inside a bakery in town where cakes, pies, and other pastries were put on display and on menus as Ozzy frowned in thought. “Could you use someone else’s work to express yourself through song?”

“Oh yeah, ponies have transcribed each other’s works into their own twists for quite some time now, and even sing them to themselves when they’re not intended for everypony else around to hear,” Shiny answered. “Some just can’t make the right words when they got the tune or vice-versa, and that’s part of what makes ponies in the music business popular, as they’d be the first ones to go to for guidance.”

“Huh, and what about the instrumentals?” Ozzy asked.

“That just kind of comes once somepony starts to sing,” I answered. “Whether they’re by themselves or at a stadium where musicians are present, the background music just happens in both cases. That’s magic’s work on that part too.”

“I guess that explains the music I heard when I didn’t even see any instruments on our way inside,” Ozzy said. He did a lot of thinking as Shiny ordered a white chocolate raspberry cheesecake to go while I called Silver to pick us up at the bakery.

Our ride came a couple minutes later, and we made our way back home to relax for the rest of the evening. We thanked Silver for the ride once we made it home, went inside, and stripped down to our sweaters and jeans. Ozzy cut up the slices of the cheesecake while getting the kettle warmed up for tea. The three of us took our seats on the couch and watched a movie while we enjoyed our dessert.

“Mmm~. This cheesecake is so rich,” I said. “The chocolate cookie crust was a nice touch too.”

“Definitely,” Ozzy said.

“So Ozzy, have you come up with anything for what to get us for Hearth’s Warming?”

“I might have some idea. What about you two?”

“We’re still thinking about it too,” Shiny answered. “You sure you don’t know what you want?”

He shrugged. “I pretty much got everything I need right here. I can’t really think of anything I don’t already have.”

“Same goes for us, but we’ll be happy with whatever you come up with.” The three of us smiled at each other and went back to watching the movie while finishing up the cheesecake. Ozzy went to the kitchen for a moment to bring back mugs of tea before we continued with the rest of the evening.

When the movie ended, we cleaned up the dishes and put them in the washer. We turned out the lights in the house as we went to our rooms to change into our nightwear, Shiny and I into chemises that were just short enough to give Ozzy a glimpse of our panties while he was in a t-shirt and night pants. We snuggled together in Ozzy’s bed once we got into a comfortable position. My hand subtly getting a feel of his hard torso (that I dearly thank Shiny to help make it possible) while Shiny put one of her legs between his as she embraced him. We said our goodnights once I turned out the lights with my magic and I closed my eyes, savoring the good, warm feeling that was radiating from the three of us.

As Celestia as my witness, I promise we’ll give you the best Hearth’s Warming you’ll ever receive, Ozzy. I won’t settle for anything less.

Author's Note

Next part will come soon, hopefully before Christmas. Other than that, this isn't canon to the main story. Until next time,

This is Dudeler, signing off.

Hearth's Warming (Christmas Special), Part 2

Hearth’s Warming (Christmas Special), Part 2

[Hearth’s Warming Eve, Ozzy’s POV, 7:40 a.m.]

I felt an unusual, yet pleasing sensation as I slowly woke up. I was strangely hot, slightly damp, and a little tight in a strange area. I get my senses into gear and used the dim lighting in the room to look around me. I turned my head to the left, and my face met with something soft, smooth, warm, and moving as it expands and retracts, light thumps that were coming from inside at a steady beat. Something grabbed my head from behind and pulled me closer to the purple objects while I was able to smell a strange mixture of cinnamon and something else I couldn’t recognize. I looked up and saw a muzzle of the same color with strands of hair splayed over it, reflecting to the dim light.

It was then that I realized my face was in Shining’s sweaty cleavage.

My insides warmed up while that strange area from earlier was getting tighter than usual. I carefully moved my head to the right, and noticed something was on my chest. I looked down and saw a bundle of hair in two shades of pink, a white horn poking out of it, and a matching muzzle laying across me. There was also a pair of mounds pressed against my stomach, and as I trailed down a white arm under the blanket, a hand was grabbing something over my night pants that was throbbing, the source of the tightness from earlier.

The second realization that came was Fleur has got my morning wood in a hold.

I tried to get a feel for where my hands were, my right lightly rubbing against something soft and velvet-like while my left grabbed something firm and squeezable. The girls made a shallow gasp in response as Shining pulled me closer to her breasts, and Fleur gripped my morning wood harder, still in their peaceful sleep. I noted my hands just rubbed one of Fleur’s ears and groped Shining’s ass.

Okay, I should be used to something like this by now, but the unconscious handjob is a new one for me. If I don’t do something to get out of this before it gets out of hand, I’m afraid one of us is in for a wet wake-up call.

I tried to quickly come up with an escape plan until I felt one more alien presence that skittered to my forehead. I looked up and everything went downhill in a single shriek.

“SPIDER!”

“AAAAAAAAGH!”

SMACK!

“GAAAAAAAUGH!”

[Shining’s POV, 9:30 a.m.]

“Here you go, Ozzy. And again, I’m really sorry for smacking you like that,” I said as I placed a plate of pancakes, eggs, and six strips of bacon while I forced a smile.

“And I’m sorry for, uh… choking your ‘jewels.’” Fleur apologized while mimicking my gesture.

“Let’s… just forget this ever happened. Oh god, my balls,” Ozzy said as he shifted a bag of frozen peas under the table.

Our first morning of Hearth’s Warming Eve with Ozzy wasn’t off to a good start. I woke up to him screaming with a spider on his face, and I squashed it in panic. Fleur somehow had her hand over his morning wood as she woke up screaming as well. In her time of fear, she smacked and squeezed his balls enough that they might have exploded if she kept going. The aftermath was so gruesome he had to shower for almost an hour to feel the slightest bit clean, and he was not only sore between the legs from Fleur’s death grip, but also from not releasing his storage that built up overnight.

Oh what I wouldn’t do to help him unwind and take care of his blue balls myself, but extra helpings of bacon will have to do for now.

“So you’re going to Fancy’s later to help prepare for the party?” I asked as we began eating, trying to steer away from the subject of earlier events.

“Yeah, he said he gave the service staff the next couple of days off so they’d spend the holiday with their families,” he explained. “Bubbles, Silver, Soarin and I are going to help set up the arrangements for the party later tonight.”

“Could we come and help?”

“NO!” he cried. Fleur and I almost jumped from our seats. “I mean, no, we’ll be totally fine. We got it covered.”

“Oh… okay.” The three of us continued eating in silence, an unsettling feeling in my stomach sinking into my seat that made me cringe.

Stupid Shining. We promised to give him the best Hearth’s Warming ever, and he gets a squashed spider and sore balls to start the day off. Now he doesn’t want to be anywhere near us so he won’t get hurt again. I don’t blame him for doing this, but still…

Fleur looked like she was having similar thoughts as she occasionally played with the food on her plate with folded ears. Once we finished breakfast, I cleaned the dishes and put them in the washer while Ozzy made phone calls to Fancy and Silver in another room. I prepared some tea for Fleur and I while Ozzy settled with some water as he waited for his ride. We heard sounds of a carriage crunching through the snow from outside until it came to a stop.

“I guess that’s my ride,” Ozzy said as he stood up. “I’ll be sticking around once we’re finished setting things up. So I’ll see you two there?”

“Yeah, sure. See ya, Ozzy,” Fleur bid. He walked out as we waved from the couch until the front door closed, leaving the two of us sighing. “We really messed up this morning, didn’t we?”

“Most likely,” I answered. “I’ve never seen him so defensive of us before. Did I really smack him that hard?”

“And I thought I didn’t have as much of a grip as you do,” she added. “Guess I don’t know my own strength.” We took a sip of our tea from the mugs. “Have you noticed how often Ozzy’s been visiting Fancy’s place lately?”

“Now that you mention it… yeah, like first thing in the morning after breakfast. Why did he go over there again?”

“A few times were about a few of Fancy’s service staff being sick and asking him for some help, then there was getting the decorations set up around the mansion for the holiday, and finally today, preparing for the party later tonight, at least that’s all what Ozzy said.” Fleur looked up as she took a long sip from her tea. Her irises suddenly shrank as she set the mug down and bit her knuckles. “Could it be that they’re really… no, that’s impossible. I know he’s not like that, and even if he was, we had an agreement.”

I raised an eyebrow at her mumbling. “Uh… Fleur? What are you talking about?”

She whipped her head back to me, paused, and then shook her head before rubbing her eyes. “Sorry, it’s nothing. I might be overthinking things, nothing to worry about.”

“Oookay,” I answered. “Anyway, he certainly takes a considerable amount of time over there before coming back for a late lunch. You think he might be working him too hard?”

“Absolutely not. He treats his service staff quite nicely, and his friends even more so. I highly doubt he’d make Ozzy go through something like that, or we’d see it every time he comes home.”

“True…” We took another sip of our tea to swallow our worries away. “You got his gift wrapped yet?”

“Indeed I do.” Her horn and hand were covered by a light pink aura as she floated an overly decorated gift from the closet to her lap. “He’ll love these boots I specially ordered and the wool socks to go with them. No longer will I have to worry about his poor feet getting cold from the harsh snow. What about you?”

“I was sure Ozzy would like some high quality sound from his laptop when he isn’t doing work on it, so I got him some speakers he could plug into, plus a cover for his tablet for good measure.”

“Practical, yet fun. I like it… What do you think Ozzy got for us?”

“I don’t know. He didn’t ask us anything about it since a few weeks ago, so he must have some idea of what to get. I’m not expecting anything big or fancy though, that’s for sure.”

“Same here.” We downed the rest of our tea and sighed. “A lot has happened over the past year, huh?” Fleur asked. “What do you think will happen when we move on to the next?”

“Who knows? I don’t even think the princesses would know something like that. I just hope Ozzy still stays with us. That’s the one thing I’d rather not change out of everything else.”

“Of course, and hopefully our relationship will go somewhere by then too.” We fell silent as we try to come up with something else to talk about, preferably something that doesn’t relate to our current relationship with him. “Toffee looks great in her pregnancy right now.”

“Oh I know. I’m positive they’ll have a healthy foal coming along.”

“You excited to be a mother soon?”

“Godmother, Fleur. Though the foal won’t belong to me, it’s still nice to know that I get to play a big role in his or her life.”

“Oh I’m sure it is. Still, being a mother must be something.” Fleur looked down at her stomach and rubbed her stomach. “Goodness, I’d look so fat if my pregnancy would be anything like Toffee’s.”

“Oh please, pregnant or not, you’ll still look fantastic. Besides, at least you have a chance to have foals.”

“Oh… Right, sorry.”

“It’s no trouble. You want more tea?”

“That would be lovely, thanks.”

[Fleur’s POV, 5:30 p.m.]

We made our way to Fancy’s mansion with our presents when it was nearly time for the party to start. I didn’t get a chance to see what his mansion looked like since we started our break, but when we got there, we were in awe of the display that could be seen from miles away.

With the daylight already dimming at the time, the mansion stood out with multicolored lights all over the roofs, walls, around windows, and even the chimney. There were also decorations in forms of lawn ornaments, same multicolored lights to shine the walkway towards the front door, and even neon ones where Windigos would flash with each step towards the path before a big heart erupting with flames would scare them off.

If Ozzy actually took part in setting up these decorations, I’m most certainly impressed.

The three of us made our way to the front and I rang the doorbell. When the door opened, Soarin in a hideous sweater was seen in the entry with lights and music pouring out from the inside. “Hey! You guys made it! Happy Hearth’s Warming!”

“Happy Hearth’s Warming to you too, Soarin,” I greeted with a smile.

“Well don’t just stand there waiting for Windigos to nip your noses, come on inside! Everypony else just made it before you three arrived.” We followed Soarin inside as the music got louder. Silver closed the door behind us and we made our way to the dining hall. We were greeted by our friends once we stepped inside, with a quarter of the long dining table stocked with snacks and pots and pans of freshly cooked food.

“Glad you guys could make it,” Bubbles greeted with Toffee sitting in a chair beside him.

“You might want to grab your helpings while you can,” Claire advised. “Toffee’s eating for two tonight, and Soarin’s got his eyes on the pies for quite some time now.”

“HEY! Save some food for the rest of us, or I’ll make ya burn it all off with twenty laps tomorrow!” Spitfire ordered

“Yipe! Yes Captain!”

A chuckle directed our attention to my brother making his way into the dining room. “Not to worry my friends, there’s plenty to go around with more to come. Toffee, my cooks are more than welcome to cater to whatever you crave tonight, so don’t be shy to make any requests.”

“Really? Well in that case, I’ll have chocolate drizzled hay bacon, a hayburger with extra onions and horseradish, and scrambled eggs with barbecue sauce please. Oh! And don’t forget to bring on the eggnog!” Everypony in the room stared at the round-bellied Toffee with mixed expressions of disgust, curiosity, and amazement.

“Hey Cap, you can have the rest here, I think I lost my appetite.” We all burst into laughter at Soarin’s woes.

I looked around and noticed one important party guest was missing. I stepped up to Fancy before he went into the kitchen. “Excuse me, Fancy? Where’s Ozzy?” I asked.

“Oh he’ll be down momentarily,” he answered. “Just cleaning himself up after all the hard work he put in for me for the last few weeks, including today.”

“Was it really that difficult setting up for the party?” Shiny asked. She looked back at the end of the dining table where the rest of our friends were gathered. “It looks really simple compared to what I’ve seen here before. It shouldn’t be that hard to set things up, right?”

“Oh trust me, after working with him, I know it will all pay off soon enough.” Shiny and I exchanged a raised brow at each other as Fancy made his way back into the kitchen.

The next couple of minutes we ate and chatted with the others. Toffee actually ended up with the food she wanted, and everypony besides Bubbles was grossed out from the presentation. Shiny looked like she’s getting along with Claire pretty well despite her worries from earlier. Bubbles and Silver were reminiscing old times while I talked with Spitfire and Soarin for a little bit.

Suddenly, a couple of claps drew our attention back to Fancy once more who came back inside. “May I have everypony’s attention, please? We have put together a special performance for you all in the dance hall. We’ll be starting in a couple minutes, so please gather around and follow me. You may bring your plates with you, but don’t dillydally!”

I looked around and there was still no sign of Ozzy. A mix of worry and annoyance was welling up inside me as I questioned why he hasn’t come to see us during dinner.

I know we gave him quite a hard time this morning, but it’s certainly no reason to avoid us on such a day like this. I’m going to have such a word with him when this is over.

We followed Fancy to the dance hall with our plates in hand. Along the way, I remembered Ozzy mentioning this morning about the colts in the room helped setting up for the party earlier too. We stood in front of the stage in the dance hall, Fancy left for the final preparations, giving me the perfect chance to ask them what happened today.

“Excuse me, boys?” Bubbles, Silver, and Soarin turned to me. “Has Ozzy acted strange today while you helped with the party decorations?”

“What do you mean helped with the party decorations?” Bubbles asked. “I was with Toffee the whole day.”

“It’s true,” she vouched.

“I didn’t come by to help either. Nopony asked,” Soarin said. “Should I have come though?”

“I only provided Oz the ride over here,” Silver added in. “I am as much in the dark about this situation as the rest of us here.”

“Yeah, where is Ozzy, anyway?” Claire asked.

“Did something happen earlier?” Spitfire asked.

Shiny and I looked at each other with concern.

Ozzy said he was helping with the party decorations with the guys, yet they didn’t even come by or seen him at all today. If that’s the case, then where does that…

Suddenly, the curtains on the stage opened, and our eyes widened. On the stage was Ozzy dressed up in a suit with styled hair and a mic in front of him, while Fancy was at the grand piano from behind. Ozzy tapped the mic, making thumping sounds from the surrounding speakers. “Testing, testing, one two three, can everypony hear me?” He asked into the mic. “Alright, thank you all for coming tonight. This song is an early Hearth’s Warming gift that goes to two very special friends of mine who I love dearly and don’t know where I’d be today without them. This makes up what I have felt for quite some time, and I hope you like it. Happy Hearth’s Warming.”

No… he couldn’t be.

Ozzy turned to Fancy on the piano and gave a nod. On cue, the piano began playing. I turned to Shiny who was getting just as red in the cheeks as I probably was. I looked back up on stage when Ozzy starts to sing. He wasn’t kidding when he said he was in a choir back on Earth, he might have been a great soloist too if his voice was that great. Throughout the song, his gaze was directed toward us, and I felt so much heat spreading throughout my body. He may not have come up with those lyrics, but even so, he looked and sounded like he meant every word he sang, making my eyes well up despite what the song said. A touch on my shoulder directed my attention to the source, which was Claire giving us a smile. I nodded to her and went back to Ozzy as he finished his song while Fancy played the last few notes on the piano.

The dance hall was filled with applause as Ozzy and Fancy took a bow. They stepped off stage and Ozzy walked over to Shiny and me. We embraced him tightly before he got a chance to speak.

“You idiot, do you know how worried we were when you left this morning?” Shiny asked.

“Huh? What do you mean?” He asked as we pulled back.

“I think she’s referring to how you were behaving before you left,” I explained. “You know, with what happened earlier, how you declined our offer to come help with the party decorations, and how serious you looked when you left… We thought you didn’t want to be anywhere near us.”

“Oh… I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to leave that kind of impression,” Ozzy apologized. “I didn’t want you two to come because of what I was really preparing for tonight. It was a surprise I came up with a few weeks back after hearing about how popular singing is here.”

“So… All those times you came here over the past few weeks doing those chores Fancy mentioned?” Shiny asked.

“Excuses I made up to have Fancy help me rehearse. I was honestly surprised he knew how to play the piano when I asked him for assistance, and he certainly helped me a lot over the last couple of rehearsals.”

“It was nice stretching out my piano fingers after not playing for so long,” Fancy commented, “and Oz having a background with music definitely made helping him sing an easy task. He must have been one heck of a Baritone-Tenor back in high school.”

“Anyway, I’m sorry for lying to you two over the past few weeks, and how I acted this morning,” Ozzy apologized again. “I just really wanted to put my all into this.”

“Well I think it was definitely worth it,” I said with a smile. “Probably the best Hearth’s Warming gift I’ve received in my life. Wouldn’t you agree?”

“Definitely,” Shiny answered with a nod. “Thank you, Ozzy.” The three of us went into one more hug while everypony else awed at the display of our friendship.

“I just have something I need to ask,” Soarin intervened. “What the heck was it that happened earlier you three kept talking about?”

My warmth of affection turned to heat of embarrassment as I felt my whole head burning up. Shiny and Ozzy looked like they were feeling the same way judging by how red they were getting. We tentatively pulled back and looked in different directions.

“Um… Nothing to worry about, really.”

“Yep. It’s come and gone, and we agreed things were okay.”

“Uh huh.”

Everypony in the room exchanged glances with raised brows while we tried to smile.

“Geez, what’s up with you three? You sound like you just got out of a poorly performed threesome on your first try,” Spitfire said.

“WHAT?!”

“Nothing like that happened this morning!” I exclaimed.

“Really? Your faces seem to say otherwise,” Toffee said.

“I’m telling you, we didn’t—”

“Whoa, Ozzy did a threesome? Way to go, dude! You scored big time!” Soarin interrupted Shiny with a thumbs up and a big grin.

“Soarin, shut up!” Ozzy exclaimed.

“Alright, alright, settle down everypony,” Fancy said. “What happened earlier this morning involves personal business between the three of them that we all shouldn’t pry.”

Finally! Thank you, Fancy, for bringing up the point.

“After all, it’s as they say: a gentlecolt doesn’t kiss and tell.”

I’m going to fucking rip out that mustache of yours in your sleep!

“Speaking of kissing, look up there,” Claire interrupted as we all looked up to where she was pointing. Above the three of us was one of the few mistletoes that were hung up around the dance hall.

“Oh…” Ozzy said before his cheeks turned red.

“Wait, what? What’s going on? It’s just a mistletoe, so what?” Shiny asked.

“I’m glad you asked,” Fancy said. “Since we have two people from another world, I thought I’d set up something to give our new friends a little taste of home. According to one of their world’s ‘Christmas traditions,’ as they say, should a pair be caught under one of these mistletoes…” He glanced towards us with a smirk on his face. “They have to kiss.”

The hall was filled with “ooo’s” as heat rose into my face once more.

W-wait… I get to kiss Ozzy? Here? In front of everypony else? I’m not sure if I should be jumping and screaming for joy or hide under one of the tables right now.

“Well, come on you three! Let’s see some smoochin’!” Spitfire said.

“How would this work? The three of them were caught under it, so would they all have to kiss each other?” Claire asked.

“Alright! We get to see the mares kissing too! Let’s get it on!” Soarin cheered.

Chants were coming from the rest of the ponies as Shiny, Ozzy, and I looked at each other with flushed faces.

“I don’t think we can get out of this,” Ozzy said.

“Pretty sure they won’t stop until we do it,” I said. “How do we decide who goes first?”

Shiny was already on it as she took out a bit from her pocket and did a coin toss. Once she peeked on the top of her hand, she sighed. “I called tails and it ended up heads. So Fleur, you’re up first.”

Ozzy and I stared at each other while everypony else was chanting “KISS! KISS! KISS!”

This is it… My first kiss with Ozzy on Hearth’s Warming Eve. I feel like my heart’s going to burst out of my chest from beating so hard.

We stepped closer while our eyes were locked on each other. Time seemed to slow down as our lips were taking hours just to move an inch towards to their targets, my vision goes black as I closed my eyes, and I eagerly waited for us come into contact while I heard nothing but my increasing heartbeat and a low, high pitch screaming…

Wait, where’s that screaming coming from?

“EVERYPONY GET DOWN! SOMETHING’S COMING TOWARDS US!”

“AAAAAAAAH!”

CRASH! THUMP! THUMP! SCREEEEEEECH!

Dead silence filled the air when the noise came down. I open my eyes, and found myself on the ground with Shiny at my side, both of us under Ozzy who was trying to spread himself over us as a shield from the blast.

“Are you two alright?” Ozzy asked.

“I’m fine, Shiny?”

“Uh huh.”

We sat up and looked at the aftermath. Shards of glass were all over the floor from the broken window. The three of us went over to the source of the crash as everypony else got up and asked each other if they were alright. When we got there, we met with a familiar white pegasus with the messy yellow mane and tail who groaned from pain.

“Did I make it?” Surprise asked.

“Surprise? I don’t remember inviting you to the party,” Fancy said. “It started a while ago.”

“No, not that.” Surprise sat up and popped out some kinks from her sore body. “My seventh cousin four times removed who lives in Ponyville sent me a message to give this to Ozzy at this exact time and place.” She reached into her mane and pulled out a letter before handing it over to Ozzy. “Happy Hearth’s Warming.”

The three of us exchanged raised brows and looked down at the letter in Ozzy’s hands. He opened it up, pulled out and unfolded a piece of paper.

“Sorry, Ozzy, you’ll have to wait for that kiss in the main story as this one right now isn’t canon,” Ozzy read aloud. “My Pinkie Sense said so. Good luck with the girls, Pinkie Pie. P.S. This chapter will end in eight words… Wait, chapter, what the heck’s she talking about—”

Author's Note

Happy Hearth's Warming, Merry Christmas to all, and may I be struck with loads of hate!

Until next time,

This is Dudeler, signing off.

Filling a Different Hole (Ozzy and Fleur Clop Chapter)

Author's Note

This is a warning that this clop chapter focuses around anal. If this isn't your cup of your tea, I suggest you leave the page now while you still can. Otherwise, enjoy the ride, and until next time,

This is Dudeler, signing off.

[EDIT]: P.S. Shout out to the author of this story for the interesting effects of butt plug usage. I recommend giving this a read.

Filling a Different Hole (Ozzy and Fleur Clop Chapter)

Filling a Different Hole

(Ozzy and Fleur Clop Chapter)

It was another day off from our daily work lives. What was different today compared to others was that Bubbles and Toffee called Shiny to their place to learn about foalsitting once their baby comes around. This left Fleur and me by ourselves in the house while we had what Shiny said about the three of us in mind:

“The book said we shouldn’t be keeping track of how many dates we have and how much time we spend with each other in order to keep things balanced. What’s most important is that each pony—or person and other being—gets the appropriate time desired with the others in the herd. Communication is recommended to get these points across, and it’s best for everypony in the herd to collaborate in order to have each individual’s needs met.

“That being said, I’m alright with how things are between me and Ozzy and I’m flexible enough to share one-on-one time with him on another day. Basically, just take advantage of the day together and have fun. And with that, I’ll see you later tonight with dinner!”

“Boy, how long has it been since we were alone like this?” I asked.

We were lying on the couch in the living room with Fleur on top of me. We made sure the doors were locked, curtains were closed, and the place was soundproofed so nobody else would come and interrupt us. It was set up almost immediately after Shiny left the building with Fleur practically tackling me to the couch before we started to make out.

Fleur giggled as she traced circles on my chest with her finger. “Too long. And now, with just the two of us alone for a while, there’s something I’ve been wanting to do that hasn’t been done for some time. If you’re into it, of course.”

“With you and Shiny, I’ll try anything at least once.”

We shared another brief kiss.

“I just want to ask a few things first before I bring up the subject, if that’s okay,” she said before I nodded in response. Her horn shone with a sudden glow, and I felt my hands moving down her back to where they met with a pair of firm, but squeezable cheeks. Fleur then wrapped her own hands around my head. “Ozzy, you like my butt, right? Even though it’s not as big as Shiny’s?”

“I love it because it’s your butt. Same goes for Shiny’s.”

“How much do you love it?”

“Very much. I love how it looks, how it feels, how I play with it,” I demonstrated by trying to move her cheeks around through her jeans, eliciting a giggle from her. “Truly a butt worthy to be fitted on a beautiful supermodel such as yourself.”

“I see. Well, how about we take playing with my butt one step further?” Fleur’s eyes were half-lidded while her brows quirked.

“How so?”

She pulled herself up to where her muzzle met my ear, and I felt her nibbling on it, running shivers down my spine. Then she whispered, “Like rutting it.”

My eyes widened as she moved down and started to kiss my neck. “Are you saying you’re into anal?”

“Is that a problem?” she asked between kisses.

“No, I was just surprised you’d be into it. And you said you haven’t done it for a while?”

Fleur moved back to her position from earlier and hummed. “Well, the last time was right after my heat before you came along. Shiny isn’t into that kind of thing, which is why she wouldn’t do it even with just a strap on. I could’ve used a lubed-up dildo, but that just... wouldn’t feel the same.”

“Have you tried it with Solar before?”

“Just that time I first tried it, and even though I liked it, he somehow found it too gross to do again. The only times I enjoyed something like that afterwards was either by myself with a dildo along with other toys, or using a butt plug during catwalks.”

“You put on butt plugs during something like that?”

“It helps raise our tails higher to make us models look more professional. It was actually after I tried that the first time I brought up doing anal with Solar.”

Huh. Somehow I’ll have to keep an eye out for that the next time we ever get on a fashion show of some sort.

“So how about it, Ozzy? Would you be interested?” Fleur asked.

“Is it clean?”

“I get pretty thorough cleaning in places like that, and I just had a shower a little over an hour ago.”

“Well, I did say I’ll try anything at least once with you, so why not?”

“That’s all I ask.”

We closed the deal with one more passionate kiss.

“Frankly, I would like to see what you look like with your butt plug inside, if you don’t mind,” I commented.

“Ooh~, I don’t mind at all,” she cooed. “I’ll even use one of my favorites for this occasion. Make yourself comfortable, and I’ll be back in a flash.” She gave me one more kiss before going up to her room with a slight skip in her step.

I quickly took off my shirt and pants and tossed them to the side, leaving me in only my briefs, which was already pitching a tent. There was a mixture of nervousness and excitement welling up within me as I waited for Fleur.

This is definitely something I haven’t seen from Fleur yet. Anal isn’t exactly a foreign concept to me, but I didn’t think she would be into that kind of thing. Well, for being an outgoing and devious mare, I guess I can’t say I was too surprised to see something like this from her—

“Mmm~… Ooh, fuck yeah.”

… And she must really enjoy it if that’s any indication. God, the way she moans and swears with her voice is so exotic.

The noises I heard didn’t sound muffled by any kind of blockage, which meant she probably left the door to her room open as she prepared herself. It was almost as if she wanted me to hear her to show how eager she was for us to explore anal together for the first time. My erection twitched in sync with her moaning, and though it was tempting, I managed to refrain from jerking off. The show was about to begin, and I wanted to relish every moment of it.

“Okay, I’m coming down~,” she sang from upstairs.

I turned from where I was sitting on the couch and marveled at the bare alabaster beauty that was coming down the stairs. It was like she was on her own catwalk as she strutted to my front with her straight posture, seductive expression, and perky breasts that jiggled with each step. She used her magic to move the coffee table to the side, making room for her improvised stage.

Once she got to the center, I noticed how her tail was indeed raised higher than what I’ve usually seen. When she turned to face me, she made a few poses to show off her incredible body like the supermodel she truly was, and I would never get tired of them. Finally, she walked closer to me and slowly spun to where I saw her back before she leaned down. With just one shift from her tail, I saw a quarter-sized diamond where her puckered hole used to be. It was a splendid sight, with her ass and thighs making a heart-shaped form and her butt plug glimmering for all to see, practically making a proclamation that it was there; from how her slit below was glistening and leaking juices as they trickled down her leg, she was relishing in the attention given to her.

“Well, Ozzy? What do you think?” Fleur wiggled her ass from side to side while she looked behind me with a half-lidded gaze.

“You look incredible, Fleur,” I praised. “How big was it when you put it in?”

“You’ll find that out soon. For now, we’ll need to warm up first before we get to the main event.” Fleur turned back to me and sat on my lap.

“You’re the expert in this, so I’ll follow your lead. What should I do first?” I asked.

“Just let me take care of things for a bit. I’ll let you know if there’s anything I need.” Fleur then started to grind herself on top of me while holding onto my shoulders for leverage. Her wetness from earlier was starting to rub off against my briefs while more fluids leaked out from her slit. She bit her lower lip and closed her eyes, enjoying the ride in her own little world while I sat there in awe of her arousing appeal. I thrusted and grunted upwards occasionally, but I tried to keep still while enjoying the treatment she was giving to me.

“Wait, I just realized. Don’t you have housekeepers come to clean this place?” I asked.

“Mmm~. They won’t be by until tomorrow. I’ll be sure to leave a note for them to make sure the couch is extra clean after we’re done with this. Now shut up and enjoy the ride.” Fleur made sure I was quiet as she locked her lips with mine and wrapped her arms behind my head. She continued grinding on my erection as we played with our tongues next. Our moans filled the room as I reached behind her, trying to get a grip on her ass for support, but it was too difficult to manage. Instead, I went with giving her wagging tail a good tug, eliciting a muffled squeal from her while we continued to kiss. Heat was rising throughout my body, especially my crotch, as her own growing warmth and friction from the grinds added into it. Soon enough, our bodies began to sweat, and our pelvises rubbing together were the wettest out of everywhere else on us.

I was getting close to ejaculating before she stopped and we separated our kiss, panting for breath as our half-lidded eyes gazed on each other.

“Drop the briefs,” Fleur ordered in a husky voice before standing up.

I wasted no time in complying and tossed the last of my clothing to the pile, leaving the both of us in the nude as Fleur took back her spot on my lap. She steadied my hardness and positioned her dripping slit on top of it.

“Is this part of the preparation?” I asked.

“Partly, and I’d like to get a little filled in this hole first out of preference. Don’t worry, you’ll see where I’m going with this soon enough.”

Before I said anymore, she started to lower herself on top of me, enveloping my erection in her hot insides. The two of us grunted from the stretching our sexes were giving to each other until Fleur finally bottomed out. The feeling was incredible. The butt plug she had inside her seemed to take up more room on her lower half, making her hot inner walls constrict around my member tighter than when we had first made love. She then grabbed my shoulders and started bouncing on my member, making the room full with slapping noises while her breath turned harsh and her breasts jiggled. I went ahead and started sucking one of her nipples while one of my hands pinched the other, making Fleur scream.

“Yeah. Yeah. Fuck yeah,” she moaned in rhythm of her bouncing. “Do it harder!”

I complied and gently bit down in the middle of my sucking while my free hand applied more pressure on the pinch. Her scream went up a few pitches, her body stopped and shivered while her core tightened around me further, making me grunt in response. We seemed to double our efforts after that, with Fleur bouncing harder on me while I helped her by holding her waist to pull her down and timing my thrusts upward upon our impacts.

“Yes! Yes! This feels so good, Ozzy!” Fleur exclaimed between bounces.

“F-Fleur, I’m getting to my limit,” I grunted.

“Let it go inside me! Fill me to the brim, Ozzy!”

On Fleur’s last slap on my lap, I grunted as I unleashed my load inside her. I felt my sperm coating her inner walls and my throbbing meat jerking while it leaked out of her hole. Fleur froze and shivered once my ejaculation touched her, causing her to scream, contract her core around me, and splash her own liquids with my own. Our fluids leaked out and trickled down my lap onto the leather couch. Whether it would be easy to clean, I wasn’t sure, but I knew Fleur’s house maids were going to have quite a time cleaning this up after we were done. I needed to remember telling her the maids deserve to receive a bonus after this.

With my last shot inside her, our bodies loosened and we panted for breath. Fleur wrapped her arms around me and locked us into a soft kiss.

“Mmm~. You filled me up good there, Ozzy,” she cooed.

“I had a lot building up, I’ll say that much. So what do we do now?”

“Well, before we go to the main course I’ll need your little friend to get excited again.” With a lewd grin and my half-erect member still inside her, Fleur set her hands on my shoulders for support and started to grind on me again. I could feel our concoction from our earlier orgasm slightly sloshing around inside her and coating my length as it began hardening again slowly. Finally, all the dots connected when I thought about it.

“I see. You’re using our fluids as lubrication for the main event,” I said.

“That’s right.” Fleur moaned in between grinds. “I did apply some lube before I came down here, but I figured you coming in this way would be all the more arousing.”

“It certainly is now that I think about it.” I grunted once my erection was hard enough. My flared head rubbing against her coated walls was sending shivers down my spine, and I subconsciously spanked both sides of her ass before squeezing them.

“Ohh~, I can certainly see you’re ready to go,” she cooed before slowly lifting herself off of my erection, causing our fluids from earlier to spill out and drip on my head. The small, messy shower was causing it to twitch a little. Fleur then stood and supported herself on the back of the couch at my side; she widened her stance and gave me a half-lidded gaze with a smirk. “Would you be a dear and take the plug out of my ass, please?” She gave her butt a little wiggle while her tail swayed from side to side.

“Don’t mind if I do.” I was getting excited for this moment as I stood up and went to Fleur’s behind. I squatted slightly and took in the beauty the diamond was giving her ass as her crevice below it was still dripping our fluids to the floor. I gulped and spread her cheeks with one hand while I grabbed the end of her plug with my thumb and index finger.

With enough force, I started to pull the plug out of Fleur’s hole. She groaned and her lower half tightened as I marveled how much her anus was stretching while pulling the plug further. I decided to play a little and fiddled with the plug, moving it in and out to where her anus seemed to stretch the farthest before stopping, and circled it around to mess with her insides.

“Ozzy, you tease,” she moaned, her harsh breaths making it slightly harder for her to speak. “Hurry up and pull it out,” she whined.

Finally I complied, and the plug went out with a pop. I took in how the colors changed from white to pink as I saw her empty entrance, then looked at the plug in my hands with widened eyes. The toy was made of steel with an egg-shaped top before it got to the notch where the diamond was. The widest part that was inside her was probably three of my fingers wide (about two inches). I couldn’t believe how Fleur was able to walk with stride earlier with something this big inside her.

“Holy shit,” I said. “Is this the biggest one you have?”

“Nope. I have one other made of silicone that’s bigger than that, and I have a few others in different shapes and lengths to sate whatever cravings I have at the time.”

“Fuck. Will I even be good enough compared to this?”

“Don’t worry about the size, Ozzy. What matters is that I’ll have you inside me for the first time after a long while.” Fleur reached back and spread her cheeks apart while her anus puckered. “Now are you going to leave this poor thing cold and empty, or are you going to fill it with your hot, throbbing cock and rut me silly until you mark me with your cum?” she asked with a husk.

With the way she said it, she didn’t have to ask me twice.

I set my lubed hardness to her entrance while one of my hands was on her waist. Once my head was in place, I pushed myself in with ease, but grunted from the new sudden sense of tightness around me. Fleur gasped and groaned as I continued, her body contracting in response, practically sucking me in until my pelvis met with her cheeks. The two of us panted for breath from the new sensation we were feeling. I had to keep myself from cumming too soon, especially with how her ass kept desperately milking me to do it.

“Holy fuck, this is incredible,” I breathed. “How are you feeling, Fleur?”

“Amazing,” she answered. “So hot, and I mean that figuratively and literally. I can feel you twitching inside of me. No toy of mine can do that.”

I sighed. I was a little nervous that I couldn’t do it at first, but relaxed when she said that to me. I felt a little better.

“Well, you ready for me to continue?” I asked.

“Does this answer your question?”

I suddenly felt my erection getting tightened and sucked by her insides, making me grunt in surprise.

Fuck, she knows what she’s doing. Better get started, then.

I set both hands on her hips and pulled back to just where my head was still inside. Then I thrust back in with a slap from our bodies, making her gasp as I repeated my motions. Fleur’s cheeks jiggled, her tail twitched from the side, and the rest of her body contracted as I rammed her hole. She groaned with each thrust, and I could feel her insides getting hotter. There was also her labia leaking fluids again as my balls slapped against it, sharing the sensation between both holes.

Partway through, I crouched over to where I could reach from behind and grope her breasts, making her scream as I continued my thrusts. The noises and mess on the floor we were making, Fleur’s body against mine, the tightness of her ass, the softness of her breasts, and the scent concoction of her sweat, vanilla scented musk, and strawberry shampoo from her mane were driving me to the brink.

“Fuck! Ozzy, this feels so good!” Fleur screamed.

“I’m getting really close! I don’t know how much longer I can last!”

“Don’t take it out! Give me everything you have! I want all of you inside me!”

I upped my efforts and went at it wildly. Fleur’s pants were harsher and louder from before, and I can feel her body from the inside out shivering.

“I love you, Fleur!”

“I love you too—AAAAAAAAAGH!”

Fleur screamed from my pinching her tits as I pumped my second load of sperm inside her ass. Her whole body contracted as she tried to suck all of my member and cum inside her while I heard splashing sounds on the floor moments later. Our bodies shivered while I pumped myself into her every other second, spurting more cum each time that made Fleur gasp.

With my last spurt emptying out my balls—soaked with Fleur’s liquids at that—I pulled myself out. My semi-flaccid member was milked greedily by her ass to make sure it got every last drop before I escaped with a pop. Fleur was left with her sex dripping of her liquids, and her other puckered hole dribbling of my sperm. I savored the lewd sight before the two of us flopped to our sides on the couch, sweaty, and panting for breath.

Fleur turned to me, her eyes slightly hazy, and a small smile formed from her lips. “Wow… That was… amazing,” she panted between breaths.

“Yeah. That was really something. How do you feel?”

“Mmm~. I feel all warm and tingly inside.” She pulled and nuzzled me while her chest was pressed against mine. “Thank you for doing this for me, Ozzy.”

“No problem.” I put my arms around her lower back to share the embrace. “I do have one question though.”

“What’s that?”

“Do you think we can do that again?”

She looked up to me with widened eyes. “D-Do you really mean that?”

I nodded.

Her smile spread across her face while her cheeks turned redder than they were earlier, and her eyes glimmered like stars. “Ozzy?”

“Hmm?”

“Have I ever told you how much I love you?”

“Mm… Not by a specific amount, I don’t think. Can you tell me how much?”

“If you’re ready for the next round, I can do more than that~.”

Risque Boundaries Part 1 (Ozzy and Shining Clop Chapter)

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