Paranoia

I finished up with moving my equipment. There was now a fully furbished gym in my bunker, complete with a computer screen streaming my camera feeds. I could watch the wide world of Equestria, try to shed my flab and tone up my body. "...Maine...why.... She'll never even see you." I muttered to myself, rubbing my aching arms. "Stupid...so stupid." I shook my head, looking up to the same two stallions in my monitor. "Oh Purple Flank...never change."

I stretched my arms, unsure of what to do with myself. My next order was due in a few hours, and it was going to be something a little incendiary. A little assurance policy I'd been cooking up since I moved in was finally coming into play, and Octavia would be delivering the next part as soon as possible. But, I had time to burn, a gym before me, and mild enthusiasm. "...I'm gonna go masturbate...." I turned to the door, shame settling in on my shoulders as I walked out.

I looked back at my gym equipment, dreams gone that far, now left to sit and rust. "...I guess...maybe." I hurried down the concrete halls of my home, jumping over the empty boxes littering the halls. "Towards the finish! Is she gonna--" I stepped on a box, the cardboard shooting out from under me and sending me shoulder first into a doorway. "Ow! Fucking, ow!"

I shoved off the wall, rubbing my arm as I stepped into my bedroom. "Everything is terrible, and I'm a damn mole!" I stormed over to a box under my bed, pulling it out and grabbing a few things before shoving it back. "A mole who talks to herself.... A sad mole...." I pulled my pants off, tossing them onto my bed. "...Maine is a sad mole."

I pulled my sweater off, my bra seeming almost pointless. "...Flat sad little mole person." I turned back towards the new gym, a pair of dildos and a butt plug coming along for the ride. "Oh god...I'm going to die alone." I laughed, carefully walking over the boxes. "Magic and friendship is bullshit." I spotted the stallion's going at it again, the dominant purple flank humping stallion mouth like a mad man. "Oh fuck the butter moth. He's gonna kill him!" I chuckled, feeling my lower half tingle. "Fuck that mouth Purple, oh god...I wish I had sound in here. Shrlpshlrpshlrip." I felt my body tingle, the cold concrete seeming less horrid as I felt my tummy tingle. "I need...a prostitute...." I laughed, shimmying out of my panties. "Oh outside world, you horrid bastard, share with me your fun."

I finished up with my panties, setting the toys down on an exercise bench. "Ugh.... I should have spent the extra." I pushed a pony shaped dildo into place, saddling up and getting into place with the fake cock hovering around my lips. "Deep breath and..." I slowly lowered myself down, guiding the cock into place. I felt my body tremble as the thick rubbery piece slipped into my pussy. "Mmm god...." I looked at the screen, watching Purple grab his stallion friend by the back of the head and rail his throat. I bit my lip, sliding my tongue between them as I sat into place.

I took a deep breath, grabbing the pull rope away from me. "Oh god...I'm skewered!" I laughed, lowering my head as the cock tickled my insides, "Fu-u-uck, come here, come here!" I laughed, my slit burning up and sending a hard tickle through my stomach. "Ha, fuck!" I reached out, grabbing the pull cord and rocking myself on the pony dick. "Purple, don't stop!" I shouted, my voice growing shrill as I adjusted to the dick squeezed into my tiny frame.

I pulled the cord, my arms aching immediately. "Ow ow ow--" I focused on the stallions as they went about their usual routine. I closed my eyes, mindlessly pulling the cord and letting it pull me forward, lifting me forward and nearly popping the cock out of my pussy.  I felt my body stretch, my pussy aching ever so slightly before I pulled back and jammed the fat pony cock back inside me. "Come on, come on, fuck me!" I shouted, watching Purple blow a load into his mate's mouth, watching cum dribble from the first's nose. "Oh my god, fucking--" I continued to fuck myself with the pull rope, each pull seeming to wiggle the dripping wet horse cock deeper and deeper.

The room felt cold, my feet wrapped up in a short pair of socks while the rest of me was laid bare to the chilly air, made all the worse by my burning insides bleeding its warmth into the sweaty air around me. "Oh fuck, come on!" I hurried, my arms aching like mad as I pulled back as hard as I could, clutching the cord against my chest and wiggling my ass. "fuck fuck fuck!" I bounced as much as I could, feeling that pop waiting just ahead.

A loud buzz cut me off, scaring me half to death and making me let go of the cord. "Oh Jesus!" I watched the cord zip back, the weights on the other end slamming into the ground and letting off an echoing clank. I held onto the sides of the bench, legs trembling as the cock slid out of me, bobbing in the breeze and covered with my juice. "Mother-fu-Teresa above." I scooched forward, resting my bare pussy against the fake leather bench seat. "Cold," I whispered, holding on as hard as I could. "Fuck me, I was right there."

I took a deep breath. "God damn it." I sighed, rubbing my slit. "Blue balled by a buzzer...." I stood up and walked out of the rather thick smelling gym. I walked through the cold concrete hallways, darting into the rec room and entry. I went straight to the control room, slipping into my seat and finding something horrid. "Uh, Octavia!"

"I know...he followed me in." Octavia stood with a griffon at her back, a box at her front. "Care to explain?"

I watched the griffon, holding a pistol to Octavia's head. "Quiet! No one has to die!" He shouted, waving the gun around the room. "I know who you are in there! You're gonna let me in or so help me I'll splatter this mare across your floor!"

I took a deep breath, Octavia remaining calm as could be while my brain lit up. "Uh- uh- Octavia, that's the right box right?"

Octavia peeked towards the opaque glass I was sitting behind. "Yes...now--"

I jumped up, grabbing a gas mask from my emergency cabinate. "Smash it! Crush it flat!" I shouted, snapping the mask to my head and putting in a filter. "Do it! Do it now if you want to survive this!" I screamed, beating the window. "Octavia, smash it! Kick it, break it now!"

I watched in awe as Octavia reared her legs back, bucking the griffon back. "Come on, crush it!" I screamed, leaning against my control panel. "Smash it now!"

Octavia leaned back, bringing her forelegs down hard against the box and causing a bright white powder to explode from the box. My view went white as the box full of teargas exploded, spraying the room in white haze. "Oh god, oh god damn it Maine!" I rushed around the short wall that separated me from the rec room and exit.

I jammed the emergency release, forcing both doors open and flooding my home with tear gas. "Shit shit shit!" I yelped, charging into the white fog. I rummaged around, kicking the griffon in the head as I scrambled around. I found the gun, a cheap colt knock off sitting on the ground as coughs echoed around me. "Octavia?" I found something grey, wrapping my hands around it it took shape. A hoof, a leg, a mare. "God damn everything!" I shouted, pulling her towards my home with the gun shoved in my bra. "Why'd you let someone follow you?"

I carried the surprisingly heavy mare inside, jamming the door shut and running to the controls again. "Don't you die on me! It's non-lethal, it's non-fucking-lethal!" I scurried over the short wall once again, jamming the emergency filtration system. A loud whirl filled the room, drawing the air out and sending a chilly blast from my toes to my scalp. "Hate!" I shouted, waiting until the white haze was sucked up and vented before turning it off. I locked down the entrance, locking the griffon in place.

I took a deep breath and yanked my mask off. "Oh god oh god oh god no no no!" I hopped back over the wall, scrambling towards Octavia. She was laid out in my rec room, right before the door outside. "No no no, open your eyes mare!" I shook her hard, Octavia refusing to open her eyes. "Oh god damn it, I'm not trained for this!" I cradled the half-conscious mare in my arms. "Breathe damn you!"

I leaned my head down, Octavia's head laid in my lap. I pressed my lips against her own, blowing air into her mouth. "Oh come on, this isn't fucking- arh!" I started to panic, unsure of what I was doing. "Please get up." I leaned forward again, blowing into her mouth. "Come on!" I dipped down again, my failed resuscitation burning my heart. I kept my head leaned down, keeping my forehead pressed against her brow. "Please, wake up." I pulled her head up, hugging her as best I could. "Please get up." I pulled her lips against my own, I pushed my tongue past her lips, taking the one chance I might have to show the half dead mare how I felt. It was a crush, it was stupid, but I couldn't help myself.

"What in the name of Celestia's great white flank!?" Octavia screamed, shoving me back with all her weight. I flew back, laying Octavia against the ground. "Who- what- where am I?!"

I hopped back at her, wrapping my arms around her. "Oh thank god--" I snuggled the warm mare, feeling her coat against my bare skin. "Oh god no!" I shot back, falling onto my ass and scrambling back against the rough carpet. "No no no no--"

Octavia looked around, eyes snapping to me. "Who the- wait!" She looked back to the door. "Am I inside?!"

"No no no!" I shot through the hall, racing towards my panic room. "No no no- no- no, no!" I slammed face first into the door of my bedroom, braining myself and falling backwards against the ground. I fell flat on my back, left to stare up at the ceiling as hooves clopped through my home.

Octavia's head appeared in my vision, hovering over my head. "Oh...wow, you're a woman...." She covered her mouth. "Um...hello?"

I felt myself start to cry, my eyes blurring and burning as the mare looked down at me. "I'm so sorry." I mumbled, laying flat and bare. "I'm sorry."

Octavia looked around. "Wow...uh, so, it's--"

"I'msogoddamnsorry, I'mjustgonnago." I tucked myself up into the fetal position, leaning onto my side and curling up. "Ididn'tknowwhattodo, I'msoreallysupersorry."

Octavia frowned hard, walking before me. "You're Mr. Harkon?"

I felt my eyes burn like mad. I nodded meekly. "Yes."

"You're the one who's been ordering fast food and gym equipment for hundred of bits?"

I nodded again. "Please don't hate me."

Octavia took a deep breath. "You're the one who kissed me?"

Aaaaaah- aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! My brain screamed at me, my body unable to move, my mouth sealed shut.

Octavia plopped down, holding her head in a hoof. "Oh dear Celestia...what did I get myself into?" She pulled a hoof forward, resting one on my knee. "It's okay...it's, mostly, alright."

I just laid there, curled up like an idiot and murmuring sorrily the whole time. I wanted to die. I was exposed, I had kissed a mare who screamed at me, I was burning with shame and my entire body felt like it was shutting down. "Pleasejustbashmyheadin."

Octavia took another deep breath and continued to rub my knee. "Oh Celestia, this is going to be, interesting."