Author's Note

[NSFW] [Human in Equestria] [Tricking] [M-m/f]
Characters: [OC] [Sweetie Belle]
By Master Titta

[NSFW] Chest by Master Titta

I'm sitting on a chair behind a desk, looking in front of me as a little white unicorn, her name -- at least, I think it is -- Sweetie Belle, writes on a small exercise book, before adjusting herself, raising her tail and making her anus and part of her outer lips peek out. In response, the sheath covering my folded penis twitches a bit, and I grit my teeth in the attempt to stop it.

It's itchy. Too itchy. Too tempting. Too attractive. And yet, I can't let it go, not even considering the place I am and how others perceive my age. But what else I can do? I don't know if I will ever go back home again, and, knowing my luck, I might never get back there. I ought to use as many opportunities as possible to enjoy my fresh start in life... up to and including finally satisfying my greatest and darkest desire.

Sex with minors.

Back at home, once I realized I wanted it, in my early teens, I discovered that it was a crime. When I asked why, I never understood the moral reasonings behind the prohibition, only understanding the threat of the punishment.

But now, in this place, I am a prepubescent minor myself. I wouldn’t be accountable for any crime until I was proven to have an adult mind. In fact, if I actually did it, the most likely result would be the investigation of my new parents until they made a fake confession or pinned the blame on somebody else. Naturally, I would have to act both according to my instincts and according to how a child behaves.

Which is the reason I am trying to hide a boner while the filly writes down what the teacher is saying. With all my will, I go back to write down what the teacher wishes me to write down, trying to look as bored as possible.

After all, I have all the time in the world to take off that weight off my chest, maybe forever, maybe for a month, maybe not at all.

Once school had ended, I spoke to Sweetie Belle and invited her for a "playdate" at my house. She acted really excited about it and hugged me, much to my pleasure and her confusion.
Anyways, once I did that, I was tempted to buy condoms from a pharmacy, likely the extra-small ones, but, after thinking about how many possible ways there were for the pharmacist to react to my request for condoms, from a patronizing "Those are not balloons, silly," to a terrified "Are those for you?" and the low likelihood of both pregnancy and venereal disease at this stage of life, I decided to not bother and do it all-natural (as much as you could call it natural, that is).

When she arrived, after I had lunch and had done my homework in ten minutes, I invited Sweetie Belle to come to my bedroom to show off a new toy to her.
And now, here I am, looking as Sweetie Belle is laying on her back, her tail resting against the bed's blue and black checkered covers and her tender pussy and pudgy asshole perfectly visible to me. As for me, I am horny, my colt penis fully erect and ready to be inserted into the slot it belongs.

"Uuumm... where's the toy exactly?" Sweetie Belle asks as she frowns at me, looking sideways "And why are you panting so much?"

I walk towards her, then jump up on the bed, my eyes half-closed, as I get on top of her.

"My dick is my toy. I'll show you how to play his nice little game." I say, as I spread out the labia with my hooves and quickly put the tip of my penis in-between them, the hint of pleasure alone making my entire coat feel stiff as if it had been electrified, my ears to stand up, and my tongue to loll out. Meanwhile, I moved my cock up, which made Sweetie squirm and moan, until I managed to penetrate her properly. She immediately stopped squirming to blush and fold her ears against her head.

"Uh-uh, I feel funny." She says, and I smile back as I move it out and repeat the gesture gently, causing yet another moan. Deciding to ditch it, I keep doing it, faster and faster, my heart pumping at an higher speed, my brain obfuscated by primitive and prohibited lust, my penis desperately trying to find something to expel from my empty prostate, while Sweetie Belle moaned louder and louder before starting to sing out loud, some drips of urine coming almost as if they tried to replace the yet-to-be-made lady juices. I go on and kiss her passionately, and she, completely surprised, moves my mouth away, but I shrug and penetrate her another couple of times before stopping and extracting my penis from her vagina, panting and blushing heavily, just like Sweetie Belle.

"That was weird and fun. What is this game called?"

"It's called sex, Sweetie Belle."