Lilli arrived in Ponyville early morning pulling an open cart. She was tall with and orange coat and black black mane and a very friendly attitude. She smiled at everypony she passed as she went to city hall to get her sales permit. "Hello, I'm Lilli. I need a trade permit for the week," She asked the clerk.
"20 bits and that includes taxes and fees."
"Cheap! Okay. Where can I set up? There was a nice spot in the market by an apple stand I noticed."
"Let me check," the clerk said grabbing a book. "It's open and all yours! Sunrise to sunset or you'll get fined. Have a great day and good luck!" With a smile she left and took her cart to the market to set up.
"Mornin' Sugarcube. You're new, aren't ya? I'm Applejack, what's yer trade?"
"Hi Applejack, I'm Lilli and my trade is trade! I have a bunch of stuff to trade if you're interested! I could use a few apples for breakfast and lunch until I start selling."
"Well that's mighty nice of ya, but I don't trade durin selling hours. I can sell ya an apple or few at a deal since you're new, but it ain't free ya know."
Lilli smiled and nodded. "I completely understand. I'll set up and buy a couple apples for breakfast. I'll even tell ponies how great they are. They are great, right?"
"Darlin, they're the best in Equestria! Here's one on the house," Applejack tossed an apple to Lilli. Lilly took a bite and smiled.
"Oh Celestia it's so juicy! Oh, this is the best apple I've had in weeks! Wow! Thanks Applejack, I owe you one!" Regarding each other Lilli went about setting up her table and a few items. "Open for business!"
"Wow. Slow day at the office for me. How was your day Applejack?"
"Fine enough. You were my second biggest buyer if that says anythin."
"But, I couldn't get enough of them! I think I ate a bushel, they were so good! Ah, I'll taste them for days," Lilli said patting her stomach, "Time to get packed up before I get fined, ya know."
"Where ya stayin, Lilli?"
"I think I'll camp out just outside town this week."
"What, it wouldn't be neighborly if Ah let ya camp out in the cold! Ya can stay with me at the farm."
"You live on a farm? That must be so cool! Are you sure I'm not gonna be a problem?"
"Nah, we got plenty of space. Just follow me when yer all packed," Applejack closed her cart and waited for Lilli to finish before leading her to the farm. "Here we are, Sweet Apple Acres. Best apple farm in Equestria. I'll show you to your room. "Granny, Big Mac, this here's Lilli. She's a travelin' trader."
After a round of greeting Lilli got to her room and smiled at the bed. "A real bed. I'm so thankful to you, Applejack," Lilli hugged Applejack tightly before saying goodnight to unpack her bag. "Good night, sleep tight!"
"Night Sugarcube!"
Setting her bags on the bed she opened the first one to take out a blanket and a pillow she always slept with. The second bag she opened to find a long blanket rolled up. Laying it on the bed she unrolled it to find her knives all intact. All sizes and types they were cleaned and polished. Taking one out she lightly dragged it along the bed, slicing the bed as the knife passed. A three inch cut less than a millimeter in width cut through the fabric. Smiling she put it back, rolled it then put it back in her bag.
Time for a good nights rest before I start trading and collecting again.
"Well, it's been two days, Applejack. I'm not getting the sales I was hoping for. I think I'm gonna take an early day and shop myself."
"Well, Ah'll keep an eye on yer table, just don't be late. I can't hang around, I got chores to do tonight and tomorrow's my day to pick apples."
"Okay, see ya soon." Picking up her travel bag she went to look around town, finding a lot of ponies and things to buy. "Hi, I'm Lilli, I have things for trade and I really like that lamp. What'd you take?" She asked the stallion selling his wares.
"Nothing. I know your kind, trot into town, rip off us locals then vanish before we realize it. I only take bits. That'll be 20."
"But, the tag says 11."
"For locals. Not transients."
"You don't have to be a jerk. Let me make it up to you, let me cook you dinner in trade. If you like my meal, I'll get the lamp. Deal?"
"Now, that's a deal I can work with! Here's my address, come by an hour after sunset."
"I look forward to it! Thanks."
618 East Hope Drive. An hour after sunset. Here I go. Another city, another stallion.
*Knock Knock Knock*
"Come in," he called. Opening the door she walked in and saw him standing by the dining room table. Flowers and two candles were lit on the table.
Typical males. "Oh, it looks so lovely in here! And who's that handsome stallion? Are you the same one I met this afternoon? Wow, you clean up real nice," she took a step and kicked the door closed behind her. She looked at him seductively, like she suddenly found him the most attractive stallion in the world. "So, where's the kitchen? I have a dinner to make for this sexy stallion in front of me."
"For a lamp."
"Lamp? Oh, right. I forgot about that when I saw you," she giggled. He smiled wide and they walked toward each other. Meeting in the middle she leaned in and nuzzled him breathing his scent in. "Mmm, is that lilac? I love lilacs. They get me in the mood, stay away or I may lose control," she whispered into his ear as she rubbed her cheek against his backing up. He leaned in to kiss her and she didn't resist, pressing her lips to his she could feel his breath quickening as she stopped and walked past him, tail swaying and bouncing her rear with every step.
As she passed him she looked down and saw him poking out of his sheath. I'm gonna have a lot of fun tonight. She went to the living room and went to the couch, "I like this couch, it has a nice pattern, look at that pillow," she leaned over and swished her tail inviting him in. She heard him hustling behind her as he grunted and mounted her. She gasped in feigned surprise and his forelegs wrapped around her sides just below her ribcage and he began thrusting his member at her.
"Oh, yeah baby. It's been so long, give it all to me, please. I'll make dinner after you give me dessert," she moaned and gasped as he finally found his target. Three thrusts and he almost all the way in before he hit her cervix making her gasp in pleasure. He started grunting as he pounded inside her and he began to cum. The tip of his cock widened to keep it from leaking out as he kept filling her, pressing it deeper inside her.
She started to scream as she felt his hot seed filling her and dripping down her legs, actually starting to feel the goodness of having sex she stopped faking noises as she imagined his cum filling her womb to the max as he thrust balls deep inside her squirting the last hot bits of sperm inside her as he trembled. "Don't get out yet, please," she begged as she began moving her hips up and down feeling him massage her special spot until she felt her pussy clenching tight around him, squeezing every drop from his huge member deeper inside her.
She arched her back and almost hit his face with her head as she came, pushing back against him. He shouted as he felt her get tighter and the feeling of his cum squirting against his legs from her overflowing love hole. Collapsing on the couch she let her back legs fall and he slid out of her as she trembled, touching several spots on his way out. She squealed and giggled and she felt cum blubbing from her as she rolled over and looked at him still panting over her, his cock flipping up and down as he gasped.
I haven't done this in so long.... She opened her mouth and took him into her mouth, sucking the cum from the tip of him. He shouted in ecstasy as she swallowed the cum still left in his shaft and grabbed his balls, rubbing them in circles trying to get more. With a final gulp she got the last of it then licked his shaft from tip to base and back before taking a deep shaking breath and a chuckle as his knees buckled and he fell on her, his cock landing on her chest as she started to fall asleep.
Everytime. At lease mares want to cuddle or talk. Stallions just pass out. Lazy fuckers. She crawled from under him and took the pillow and laid it under his head as she guided him down to the floor. "Rest, I'll get cooking." He smiled weakly as he drifted to sleep. Pig. Time for me to have my own fun. Opening her bag she took out a black case and opened it. Four syringes full of fluid were in it. Taking one out she injected him with a small amount in the neck in his carotid artery.
"Night night, big boy. For what it's worth, you weren't that bad, but I've had way better. You may be the tastiest I've had in a while, though," she licked her lips and looked under her and smiled as she squeezed her abdominals watching a massive amount of cum pour out of her. "You definately came more than any other stallion I've ever been with. If I was in heat, I'd have to move to this town for sure," she giggled.
Grabbing his legs she dragged him to the kitchen table and heaved him up onto it then tightly, expertly, tied him limbs from under the table to each other. Happily she cooked a nice meal for two in his kitchen. He woke up just as she was finishing plating the meal. "Ah, right on time. You males are so predictable. I've done this so many times and it's always the same: You fuck me, you pass out, you wake up 47 minutes later. I only drug you with enough to keep you asleep for 15 minutes. Typical."
"Huh? What, what's going on? Am I tied to the table? Is this one of those kinky things? I'm not really into that stuff, just let me off and we can do it again. I'll let you be on top if you want," she watched as he started to poke out again.
"No. You're going to give me the lamp now."
"Are you serious? All that was for a stupid lamp?! Damnit I knew you shouldn't be trusted. I swear if you're in heat and this' a game to get me to pay for a foal I'd rather buck you in the stomach in a month that pay one bit."
"Oh, you're so nice to me. Most just say they'll kill me or have their friends rape me so I can't prove who's it is. I like you, so I think I'll do something special. I cooked your food, are you hungry? Do you want it inside you?"
"You're seriously going to feed me? Do I look like a foal to you? Untie me and get the buck out of my house before I report you to the guard."
Taking the knife roll from her bag she laid them out on the floor and picked out a favorite of hers. A strong bladed filet knife that she was fond of. Standing she held the knife in front of his face making him stop fighting as he looked at the sharp polished blade. "What're you doing? Lula, let me go, please."
"You didn't even remember my name," she pouted and said in a younger voice. "I thought we did something amazing, I'm going to smell like you for days after what you did to me." Taking the knife she lowered it to his mouth and brushed the blade lightly against his upper lip below his nose.
"Ow, what the hell. You'll cut me you dumb bitch!" He snared at her then flicked his tongue against his lips. His eyes widened as he tasted the blood.
"This knife is nice and sharp. A little graze and I cut you almost to your teeth. Have you ever felt a blade against your teeth?" He shook his head as he closed his mouth to keep blood out. "You see, you are an asshole and I think you can be a better stallion. Don't you?" He nodded quickly. "Good."
She took the knife and lowered it to his neck and drove the tip into his throat as he shouted then went silent. Air escaped but little sound. "I cut your vocal cords. I have to leave the knife in so you don't bleed into your lungs to death. That'll take all the fun out of making you a better stallion." He started to panic and thrash around as she went back to get another knife. "You see, I love how you fucked me. I think I'm more jealous that I look. I don't want anypony else to ever have you again. This is the best night of my life, and I love you. So much. Don't you love me?"
He tried to look at her but the pain in his neck stopped him. She got up and looked at him and asked again. "Do you love me as much as I love you?" Slowly he smiled and looked lovingly at her and nodded. "Oh, I'm so glad to hear that. I've waited all my," she started laughing manically and dropped her knife she was holding as she stumbled back and fell on her butt holding her sides. "Oh, Celestia I almost said it all that time. I got so close. Oh, that's great. I love seeing the look in your eyes. 'Oh, I love you. I need you. Will you marry me if I let you go?'" She laughed for several minutes before getting up.
"So, shall I have more fun?" She heard a clatter upstairs and glared at him. "Who else is here? A sleeping wife? Pets? Why the fuck didn't you tell me sooner?" She took her knife and ran to the stairs as fast as she could, only the sound of trashing on the table and a quiet scream from his mouth.
Several minutes later she came downstairs to see him looking at the ceiling, tears streaming down his head. Looking to her he screamed and breathed heavily as he tried to get free again. Pain and anger in his face as she smiled. Licking her lips she shook her head and blood splattered onto the couch as she walked to him. "You had a colt asleep upstairs while you were fucking me? You're an awful father, and I think he's in a better place."
He fought against his binds until he began to bleed from rope cutting into him. "Now, now. Don't worry. You'll be with him again soon. Look! I found this and I'll trade it for a very reasonable price." She held up a small guitar and smiled. "And not a drop on it! Pristine condition."
He felt his stomach turning as he looked fearfully at his sons favorite musical instrument. His eyes trembled and he gave up fighting. "Oh, that's much better. Now, where was I?" She took the blade and brought it to his left leg, and slid the knife down the outside for his leg from the hip to the knee, then half over his leg, then back up and back to the start. Taking the knife she lightly bit her tongue as she began to filet the skin from his leg. Screaming silently he fought to move free as she moved with his to continue all the way removing the flesh in one large strip. Taking a cloth she covered his thigh and went to the other leg and repeated the process.
"Look, you don't have a leg to stand on!" She giggled for almost a minute then laid the flesh on his chest. "Ah, it's like a warm blanket, right? Just wait until your legs stop stinging. You'll notice it better. What was your colts name? I never asked," she asked as she put away her knives to select another one. Coughing he spat some blood out as he turned his head to her.
"Tree. Tree Roots ," he coughed, "go. Hell." Lilli smiled as she turned around again with a serrated knife.
"You know, he didn't even have time to scream. Such a strong colt he was. Want me to show him to you? I don't think so. This is our time. Dinner's getting cold. You should get some."
Taking the new knife she placed it at the base of his sternum and slid it inside his flesh. He arched his body in pain and gurgled blood from his mouth as he tried to scream. "Don't jump or I'll cut too deep. It's too early for that, so relax, baby. Do it for Tree," Lilli said in a calm voice as she stroked his cheek, "Calm down, the pain will stop soon. Don't fear death. Just stay strong for Tree." Her words calmed him enough as he started crying with his head to the side. As the tears ran across his face and blood oozed from his mouth she slowly slid the knife down his stomach to just above his member.
"The pain isn't so bad now, right? It's going to get less and less, so don't fight. You're strong and so was Tree. Just, don't let him be there alone. Don't let him see you like this, be strong for him," she said sweetly as she put her forelegs into his abdomen and pulled it open. He grunted but didn't struggle. She was right, the pain was much less than it was earlier. His thoughts drifted off to watching and playing with his son as she rummaged through his internal organs. The time he taught Tree how to throw a ball. The time they climbed to the top of a hill. The dinner they ate last night.
"A-ha! Got it!" He turned his head to look at her smiling face, then he lifted his head to look at what she had found. "Ponies don't know anatomy for the most part. This is your stomach! It's believed that if your stomach acids were to leak out they'd burn all the way through your body until they hit the ground! Well, that's when you're standing on all fours, anyway. Isn't that cool? Here, let me show you something," she took the knife as he watched and he felt a nauseating burn through his chest as she cut something.
Lifting his stomach free she held it in so he could look. "You see, when you pour it out onto a flesh," she tipped his stomach and some acid and bile dripped onto his leg skin that was on his chest and it didn't do anything, "Just wait. There, see?! It's slow but you can see smoke rising a little. That's what happens to our food! Now, I told you it was time to eat. So, here ya go, handsome." She took the plate and set it below his chin and he watched as she shoved food from a fork straight into his stomach.
He didn't feel sick or pain, he didn't feel fear or terror. All he felt was an odd sensation of peace as she forced food into his body. "The quickest way to a stallions heart is through his stomach? That's horse hockey. This is how ya do it," she dropped his stomach back inside him and reached both legs in and he felt her squeeze his heart. He winced at the pain and turned his head back to the side and she laughed at the irony of the phrase.
"Oh, you're dying already? Shoot. I was hoping to have fun with you! I have this whole routine where I pull out all your organs and make jokes before putting them back," she said in a sad voice, "then I'd sew you up again and let you go. You're not as strong as I thought. What a disappointment. I'll just kill you then, ya big crybaby," she squeezed and twisted his heart in her grip a few times as he turned and groaned in pain, spitting blood across the room as he tried to scream for her to stop. She took a leg out and grabbed the knife and guided it to his heart.
With a few cuts and grunts she removed her arms, heart still beating as she laid it before his face. "That's how you get to a man's heart. You go through his children." The last thing he thought of was his son as he watched his heart pump what little blood was left in it on the table, a tear left his eye as the world faded away.
Sighing she fell onto the floor and smiled at her body as she examined herself. Blood on her front half, cum pooling beneath her. Damn, he really did cum a lot. Too bad he was such a prick. She got up and put his heart back into his body then washed herself as clean of blood as she could at the moment before going back to her bag to get more supplies. "Now, hold still. This'll only hurt if you're alive," she giggled as she began sewing him closed. She left the fork in his stomach as a reminder to him, wherever he would end up, to enjoy his next meal.
Grabbing him she pulled him to a cellar door and pushed him down. "Night night, handsome. Sweet dreams, and, thanks for dinner. I'll just clean up and go home."
