Dominant Species: Tales from the Shop Keeper

Dominant Species. Tales From the Shop Keeper
03
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“Welcome back to my humble shop of pleasure. I'm your host, Trip Elex.” The Unicorn walks up and bows. “Today, I have a few letters. They pretty much all ask me the same thing. How in Equestria did I get my rather unique cutie mark.”

The stallion chuckles as he levitates a rather old looking book over and opens it. “You see, my talent is not unique, rather, it is rare. There are only a few in Equestria who have similar marks, and not too many over the rest of the world. Still, too earn such a mark, you have to be... different. Let me tell you my tale.”
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The young colt sat on the bench outside the general store of his hometown of Bitter Bray, an overly damp, swamp-side town near the southernmost point in Equestria.

He rubbed his blank flank and muttered too himself. “I gotta find my special talent... I'd be happy with almost anything, especially if it's unique.” He wanted something unique, not some boring mark, like the common hourglass or swamp related mark as was common in Bitter Bray.

As he though of things too do, he spotted a traveling salespony, pulling her wagon filled with crates. Her cutie mark was a red heart with an arrow piercing through it.

She was very cute, with soft pink coat, white mane and tail, styled in a somewhat fluffy, curly manner, and exotic blue-green eyes.

The mare stopped before the general store and unhitched herself using her magic. Her mane hid all but the very tip of her horn.

The young unicorn colt smiled at her, and she smiled back.

“Hello. I'm a traveling salesmare. I was wondering if the general store was accepting new merchandise.”

“My sire runs the store. You can ask him.”

“Why thank you.” The mare smiled and entered the store, an interesting sway too her hips.

The colt was curious as too why any salesponies would come to such an out of the way swamp town. He followed her in and hid behind one of the shelves and listened.

“Good day sir. My name is Dreamy Cupid. I've been traveling for some time and got lost, but I'm always looking for opportunities to sell my wares.”

“Welcome to Bitter Bray general store. I'm the owner and keeper of this shop. My name is Bitter Bray, named after my great grandfather who first settled this town.” He smiled as the mare eyed his cutie mark. A bag and crate. “Now, you said you're interested in selling your wares? What might you be selling?

“A pleasure to meet you Mr. Bray. My wares are, well, unusual, to say the least. I deal in self pleasure items.”
Bitter blinked. “Self pleasure? Not sure I get what you mean.”

“Allow me too show you.” She trotted back to her wagon and selected a small crate, then returned inside. She opened it and levitated out something that made Bitter wince for but a moment.

“Oh dear... Is that...?”

“This is a replica of a stallion's penis, perfect for any single mare to take care of... urges.” Dreamy smiled as she set a few different models and sizes on the counter top. They were all different vibrant colors, some even being a swirl of colors.

“Well... there are a lot more mares here than stallions...” Bitter replied, spotting what looked like a mare's vagina. “What is that?”

“Ah, this is something, shall we say, to help young, single colts, relieve their own urges, despite being too young to couple with a mare just yet.”

Bitter blinked, then laughed. “My own colt would fall into that category. He's always eying the mares, but he's still too young to find a marefriend.”

“Well, how about this. If you buy a crate, I'll throw this plot toy in for free.” Dreamy smiled. “I think we can come to an agreement for price, or perhaps even trade.”

“Trade?”

“Well, I do need food, water, a new tent and bed roll... and perhaps a place to stay the night.” She flashed a wink at Bitter Bray.

Bitter Bray blushed. “Um... Well, my wife passed a few winters ago, and I have been single since. Perhaps you can stay at my home for the night?”

“Hmm, that sounds like a reasonable offer, though I do need bits for my travels.”

“How much do you usually sell these for?” Bitter tapped a hoof on one of the 'toys'.

Dreamy glanced at the one he tapped. “I would usually sell that particular one for fifty bits, though I'm more than happy too offer you a discount for the trade and... company.” She glanced back at her wagon and levitated in a sizable crate. “Say, five hundred bits for the lot, three days food and canteens for the same time, and the pleasure of your company tonight.”

“Five hundred?” Bitter raised an eye and peeked into the crate. There was quite a large selection in this crate, and he knew he could easily make a profit. “Deal. But how about we take care of final trades tomorrow. It's nearing closing time for the day.”

Dreamy smiled and nodded. “By all means.” She then glanced over her shoulder. “So, what about your colt? He's been listening in on us the whole time.”

Bitter chuckled. “He's always curious about strangers, especially if they're a pretty mare like yourself.” He looked toward the shelf. “Trip, come on out and introduce yourself.”

The colt came out and smiled sheepishly. “Um, hello. I'm Trip, mainly because I'm so clumsy and trip at the worst of times.”

“Hello Trip.” Dreamy smiled. He was quite cute, just entering the age where he was noticing the mares, but still too young to be of any interest too them. His coat was white and his mane was plain black. “So, what do you think of the mares in this town?”

“There's lot of cute ones, but they're all too old, and there's none around my age. The closest one is already hooked up with my older brother.”

“I see, and I bet you feel urges, correct?”

Trip blinked. “What do you mean?”

“Well, for starters, they make you horny, like you are right now.” She peaked at his erect penis and giggled.

Trip blushed bright red and half backed behind the shelf. “I... I can't help it. It does that on its own...”

“It's alright Trip. It is only natural.” Dreamy levitated the duplicate mare toy. “I'm certain you know what this looks like. I know you were staring at mine.”

“I... I...” Trip hung his head and nodded.

Bitter chuckled. “Do you even know what to do with something like that?”

Trip looked at the plot hole, then nodded a little. “I... I watched Brook and Quick Sand... do it...”

Bitter burst out laughing while Dreamy walked up and levitated the toy before the colt. “Then you know what too do. This is for you, to help you control your rather impressive friend there.” She eyed his cock again. He was endowed as though he was a full grown stallion. Quite impressive for his age.

“Um... thank you?” Trip accepted the toy, taking it in his own magic.

Dreamy released her magic and smiled. “I suggest you use it in your room, where nopony else will see, just in case.”

Trip nodded and headed upstairs. He was curious how it would feel.
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Trip entered his room and set the toy on his bed. He climbed onto it and lay on his back, legs spread, revealing everything.

He looked at the toy and levitated it again.

It was solid blue in color, and looked like the plot of an adult mare. He sniffed it, but it lacked the natural scent he knew about from a mare in heat, or from a horny mare in general.

Still, besides the odd color, it looked fairly real. He turned it and pressed it against the tip of his shaft and tried to push it in, but it was rather uncomfortable. It wouldn't slide over the head.

He brought it to his mouth and licked it a few times, hoping that might help, then tried again.

This time, it started to slide over, and soon engulfed the head.

It felt a little cool and a little uncomfortable, as his saliva had not coated the inside. He pulled it off and this time spat inside, using his magic to coat the inner walls. He added more saliva to his own head and shaft for more slipperiness. Now this time, it slid over his head and down the first few inches of his shaft easily.

He started using the toy to stimulate his cock. After a few more times adding more saliva, he finally managed to come too an orgasm.

Trip pulled the toy off, his cum dripping from the hole onto his belly.

“That felt good... but, I wonder.” He got up and headed too the washroom too clean up and wash the toy. He didn't want it getting messy after all. On his way back too his room, he heard his sire and the mare, Dreamy Cupid, making obvious sounds of sex.

Trip had no interest in watching his father rut a mare, only because it was his father. Had it been anther stallion, he would have peaked in and watched for certain.

The colt headed back too his room and lay the toy on his desk.

“The color is wrong...” He though about Dreamy's plot and closed his eyes, reaching out with his magic. He colored the outside the same soft pink as hers, and the inside a more fleshy pink. He opened his eyes and looked at the more natural looking toy, then grinned.

“Much better, but it still feels... I dunno... I've never done it with a mare before, so I don't know what a real one feels like.”

“Would you like too know?” Dreamy's voice entered his room.

Trip spun around, blushing. “Wh... wh... what?”

“Would you like to know how a real mare feels?”

Bitter stepped up behind Dreamy and smirked. “I see no reason why not. I mean, sure, he's young, but he's legal age, and if you really want to help him, I'm not going to get in his way.”

“D...Dad? Um... wait... I... I don't even really know what too do.”

Dreamy, having already washed up, stepped forward and smiled. “Oh, I'm certain I can help you with that part.”

“But... you and Dad, you were just...”

“You've been using your magic on your toy for almost an hour.” Dreamy looked at it and levitated it, then examined it. “Oh, my.” She blushed a little. “My coat color? Though you got the inside color wrong.”

“I... I did?”

“It's not that shade, but more pink.” She turned and exposed her plot ho the colt, using her magic to spread her lips. “Take a good look at the colors. Feel free to use your hooves to spread me open. I don't mind.”

Trip nodded and used his hooves. The texture was different from the toy. Soft, warm, damp, and smelled wonderful.

He took the toy and focused his magic into the colors again. This time he knew what he was doing and within minutes the toy had realistic looking colors, but he didn't stop there. His magic started feeling all over her vagina, inside and out.

Dreamy gasped and propped the fore half up on Trip's bed. The feeling of being 'explored' by a stallion's magic felt wonderful. She rarely had chance to do it with another Unicorn, and Trip seemed to be quite thorough in his examination.

She felt his magic constantly switching back and forth between her plot, and his fake one. She had no idea what he was doing, but was enjoying this none-the-less.

Suddenly Dreamy felt her climax building and let out a soft cry as her juices spurted onto Trip's face, and into his mouth.

Trip sputtered for a moment, but caught the taste on his tongue. Almost without hesitation, he brought his tongue to her flesh and licked, getting a full taste of everything. He tongue lapped over every part of her vagina, getting every sense of the feeling and the taste, and all the while his magic worked away full force at the toy.

Again he brought the gasping and moaning mare to climax, getting a mouthful of her delicious juices. He grinned as he pushed the tip of his horn too the opening and pushed it inside.

Dreamy buried her face into Trip's pillow and creamed delightedly as his magic flowed from his horn, flowing through her entire insides, from opening to her cervix. He would stretch her, not in one smooth motion, but in all sorts of different ways, getting the feeling for how every part inside and even out felt. He would then bring his magic too the toy, pouring more and more magic into it.

Over and over he would drive his horn and magic into Dreamy's pussy, exploring and bringing her too climax again and again, learning quickly which spots inside her were more sensitive and pleasurable to touch.

His face was dripping with her climax juices by the time he finally pulled out and let the mare collapse onto the bed, gasping for breath.

Trip was quite red faced, finally fully realizing what he had done. “Oh Celestia... I... I'm so sorry Miss. Cupid.”

“I...” Gasp “I'm not. You certainly have a talent with your magic there.”

Trip, on hearing that, turned and looked at his hindquarters. Still blank. “Oh bummer...” He sighed and frowned.

Dreamy then caught sight of the toy and picked it up. She examined it and gasped. “Oh my gosh... this... this looks and feels like... like the real thing...” She looked at Trip, her eyes wide open. “Even I can't use my magic to create a toy like this.”

“Y... you can't? But didn't you make that?”

“Well, yes, I did, but my talent is more for helping others find their true loves than for making these toys. This is more a hobby and a business than match making.” She smiled as she unsteadily rose too her hooves. “I haven't been this wobbly in years... not since my one and only visit to Canterlot Castle.” She blushed, recalling something that she was not about to talk about.

“I... I see.” He took the toy and examined it. It felt almost perfect, other than not having the same warmth and smell.

An idea then came to mind and he grinned. “Miss. Cupid, I... I think I might have an idea on what my talent might be, but I still need to work harder.”

Dreamy smiled and waved her hind end a little. “Do tell, but as I promised your sire, how about I teach you how too use what you have between your legs.”

“A... are you sure? You don't mind that I'm so young?”

Dreamy giggled and brought her mouth to less than an inch from his. “I don't mind at all.” She climbed onto his bed and lay on her back, her legs spread and everything within view. “Now, come up here and let's teach you how to please a mare.”

Trip started climbing onto the bed, but tripped, his face falling between her legs, his muzzle burying itself a couple inches into her pussy.

Dreamy gasped, then giggled. “Oh Trip, if you like using your tongue, feel free to use it again.”

Trip lifted his head and chuckled. “I'm sorry Miss...”

“Call me Dreamy.” She then guided him atop her with her hooves and some magic. The tip of his erect colt-hood pressing against her hot, wet labia. “Now, push it in, slowly, but smoothly. I'll guide you.”

Trip nodded and pushed forward, feeling the hot, wet and soft flesh wrap around his cock head. He smoothly, with Dreamy's guidance, pushed all the way in till he felt his sheath press against her pussy.

“It... it feels so good.” He moaned.

“I know, and you feel so good inside me.” She then started moving her hips, using her magic and her hooves at the same time too show him how too move his body. She moaned as his cock slid out, then pushed back deep inside her, again and again.

It took only a few guided thrusts before Trip took over, moving his own body. While his cock filled her, his belly rubbed against her teats, stimulating her even more. All these sensations together were almost overwhelming, but Trip kept thrusting in and out.

The pair were soon moving together, moaning in unison as the colt rutted the full grown mare. Her inner muscles would twitch, spasm and squeeze him over and over every time she came, but he somehow held on, getting a feeling for how the coupling felt.

Finally he couldn't hold on anymore. “I... I'm cumming!” Trip cried out as he tried too pull out, but his head had swollen so he couldn't pull free. He shot all he had inside the mare, gritting his teeth as he came.

This felt a hundred times better than it had with the fake feeling pussy, but now he had an idea how to further enchant his toy.

Dreamy arched her back as she was filled with the colt's seed. Her cry was muffled as she pulled the pillow over her face.

Finally they both relaxed and trip pulled free from Dreamy, collapsing next too her. He smiled at her for a moment before passing out.
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Trip awoke the next morning, alone in bed. He looked out his window and saw the wagon was already gone.

He frowned a little, but turned it upside down as he got too work once again on the toy. All the sensations of how her muscles reacted went into his magic, and into the toy.

It was afternoon when Bitter came up and got him.

“Whoo, you need too take a bath, and wash your bedding.” He chuckled. “So, was it anything like how you imagined?”

“No, it was better.” Trip flashed a new grin as he held up the toy. “Take a look at this.”

Bitter blinked and looked at it. “That one looks more real than the other one you were given.”

“Dad, this IS the one I was given. I've enchanted it to feel and react just like the real thing.” He beamed a bright smile.

“Oh my...” Bitter's eyes went wide. “I'm so proud of you son. You found your talent.”

Trip blinked, then looked at his hindquarters. A bright red XXX was clearly visible. “Triple Exes?” He blinked, then grinned. “Trip. Trip Elex. My name from now on is Trip Elex. My special talent is enchanting these toys.”

“Really?” Bitter grinned. He could certainly sell those toys he had purchased for even more if they were enchanted like that. “Tell you what son. I'll let you have half the profits from selling the ones I got, if you can enchant them like you did this one. How does that sound?”

Trip nodded. “That sounds great.”
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“That's now I got my cutie mark. Rather an erotic tale, but I do so enjoy telling it to those who are willing too listen.” Trip smirked. “Now, how about we take a look at my wares. I'm certain you will find something that will catch your fancy.”
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To Be Continued...
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Author's Note:
And now you know the story of how Trip Elex got his cutie mark.
Oh yea, he is a father, and Dreamy Cupid is the mother and his wife. They have a Unicorn filly named Sweet Dreams. She might appear in a tale one day, or not, depending on my mood.