Fluttershy and her pet Anon

Anon could cross pony threesome off his bucket list. Right after he thought that, there was a small pain in his soul, as if all his ancestors had simultaneously vomited. He didn’t care anymore. He knew ponies were for sexual. He might have even felt jealous of blue horse if Fluttershy hadn’t held her head between her legs, as lewd yellow’s words of “encouragement” begged him to fuck Dash harder. Rainbow had only made sort of slurpy horse noises, what with regular pony language being gibberish to him.

He stretched. Shit had been insane lately, it was nice having a break. Fluttershy and Dash had to go back to Cloudsdale for some sort of weather thing. There was a spell that would allow him to come with them, but he had involuntarily pissed himself at the mention of purple horse so they decided he could sit this one out.

He found himself walking through Ponyville like an alpha tomcat. The only ones that could stop him from doing whatever he wanted were purple smart and quiet yellow, Fluttershy mostly just because he adored her and Twilight due to her asserting her dominance through horrible unrelenting sexual force. He had a cold six pack of Pony’s Blue Ribbon (his made up name for their alcoholic cider, as horse scribbles made no sense to his eyes) and a clear blue day due to all the weather horses having a conference or something.

Being such a beautiful day, he found himself laying down by the town fountain, drinking apple cider alcoholic enough to down a horse and jacking off to the ponies passing by. It’s not like they cared. He may as well have been a dog licking himself for all they cared. It was then he found himself staring at a small grey filly. He also saw her staring back at him through her light blue glasses. Anon took another swig from his cider and continued staring, taking in her pearl necklace and braided ponytail hanging down one side of her face. He didn't need pony eyes to tell this was a very pretty horse.

“So, can you understand me?” Anon queried.

Horse noises followed. Nope, guess yellow lightning only struck once in this universe. He dug around in his pocket. Fluttershy had prepared for this contingency. He handed the grey filly the card yellow quiet wrote for him. It said “Would you like to mate? One neigh yes two neighs no.”

Grey filly found herself holding a card. She stared at it incredulously as her eyes swiveled between the two legged human and the card it had handed her.

“The bearer of this card is entitled to one fuck from this creature. It can’t talk and won’t tell anyone.”

Small horse stared at him. It didn’t neigh. She just turned around and started walking, shaking her head. After a few seconds of walking, it turned back and whinnied at him. The game was afoot. He skipped after her, swinging the cider.

The card was apparently true, the thing was following her. It even trotted and whistled. Spoon had gotten a little tired of lezzing out with Diamond. Not exactly bored, since Tiara always took pride in getting her friend off with her extremely talented earth pony tongue, but hooves got old. She’d be lying if she didn’t admit the thought of levitating pony dildos and fluffy pony wings didn’t make her wet. And that didn't include those prehensile little fingers that human had…

They found themselves on Silver Spoon's estate, her family’s large house, and a small pond with her small playhouse behind it. She led the weird masturbating thing inside, and closed the door behind her.

Anon found himself at an impasse. The pony sat across the room and stared at him. This damn language barrier! Mind racing, he did the most obvious thing in the world: he offered the small horse an alcoholic beverage.

Silver Spoon looked at the bottle. She of course knew what it was, as her and Diamond had dipped into her daddy’s special fridge from time to time. It was hard work being professionally nasty, and while she worked hard to match Tiara’s pace it didn’t come as naturally to grey horse. She tilted down her non-prescription glasses and squinted her eyes at the human. Could it really not talk? She took the bottle of cider and downed the entire thing. Slamming it down on the table after somehow miraculously holding it in one hoof, she smiled at the human.

Shit, this pony could drink. Anon found himself impressed with her. He quickly finished his cider, set the bottle on the table, and smiled back. Now they had a basis for communication. He got up and sat down beside the little pony. He was surprised, it seemed like she didn’t have any scent at all. Was that right? He couldn’t recall if it was ponies or deer that had no smell. He had been drinking all morning, does that affect smell? Going with the flow, he sat himself down beside the classily reclined pony. He rubbed his hands up and down her smooth furry flank. He let his eyes drift down to her cutie mark, a spoon. He laughed, thinking maybe his cutie mark with Fluttershy should involve spooning too.

The human’s fingers felt amazing against her flank. She could feel his fingers push and pry against her thighs. Each individual digit massaged into the young pony’s flesh, reducing her to moistened jello. She nuzzled his arm and knocked her glasses off her nose.

The small pony purred against his arm. Or whatever the pony equivalent of wonderful fuzzy tactile feedback was. He stared down as the pony smiled and rubbed against him. He reached down and fixed her glasses. Yup, ponies with glasses was now his fetish. He licked his fingers, then experimentally slid his hand down to her little pussy.

Silver Spoon’s cunt melted at the human’s touch. His fingers circled and poked at her mare hood. Looking above her slightly askew lenses she stared into those weirdly intelligent eyes. She whinnied in ecstasy. This human knew how a mare’s body worked. Her glazed over eyes registered shock as the human leaned down and kissed her.

Anon was an experienced horse fucker at this point. Under yellow quiet’s tutelage he had become a regular Casanova of horse pussy. He worked the tiny horse over, using his digits for all he was worth. He ground his face against her cute abbreviated pony nose, staring into her eyes as he ran his tongue against her lips, then against her questing tongue.

Spoon needed the cock. She had to have it. The human and his stupid fingers had made her far too wet for any more foreplay. She could cum five times from his fingers and it wouldn’t be enough without the fulfilled feeling from a proper fuck. With a tiny shove, she pushed him away. His stupid human face look confused, but she could tell his cock was ready as she looked down. She gave a bratty, spoiled smile as she turned around and pointed her perfect, tight, little plot at him.

This horse fucking wanted it, Anon realized. He gripped her flank tightly with one hand as he quickly ripped his pants down with the other. This didn't require the dexterity you'd imagine, as a single pair of dark Levi 550's don't hold up well to daily washing. She had the most perfect horse plot he had ever seen, though admittedly most of the ponies were more around his age, and not quite this young. As Fluttershy had explained to him, “If there is a cutie mark on the field, fuck it Anon.” Honestly, as she had explained it the girl would be more in the wrong than he was, given his legal status as a pet. She was the one abusing him.

Anon rubbed his cock up and down grey pony’s pussy as he worked his hand forward to her shoulders. After he teased her ear one more time and was rewarded with a small nip from her amazingly perfect little pony teeth, he plunged his dick into the tiny horse.

Silver Spoon got fucked like a proper lady. Which is to say she said amazingly lewd things as a stranger shoved his dick in and out of her amazingly posh little pony pussy. The human’s cock pushed and pulled at her mare hood as he pumped his dick in and out of her. Just that would have been enough to make her delirious. But no, he also lifted up her tail and stuck his human thumb into her asshole. Anal play had never been on Silver’s menu before, what with ponies not having digits. After she felt his finger enter her there was no way she would do without (assuming there was an option.) The feeling of fullness pushed the little pony over the edge as she felt the human’s dick pump in and out of her seldom used pussy.

Anon had tried to remember the steps as best he could. It was hard trying to remember what horse parts were where. With Fluttershy he could always just kiss her and she would tell him where she wanted him to poke or rub her. Damn language barrier. Falling back on the yellow one’s training, he gave up and fucked the grey pony harder.

The human flipped Silver Spoon onto her back, never taking his human penis out of her drooling wet pussy. For a disorienting moment she thought the predator had flipped her to get at her soft, fuzzy, defenseless, underbelly. Then for an even longer moment she realized he *had* flipped her over to get to her soft, fluffy, seductively plush pony chest. His hands roamed up and down her chest as he continued to pump his cock in and out of her. Spoon reluctantly closed one eye as she tried to maintain eye contact with the human fucking her.

Anon stared into glasses pony’s beautiful soft purple eyes. As one eye closed and the other slowly drifted back in her head he took a hand and ran it through her mane. He played with and curled her ponytail around his finger as he ran kisses up and down her neck and chin. Apparently girls liked that sort of thing? Anon had the sneaking suspicion it had to do with giving the girl physical feedback while not disrupting her orgasm with unnecessary visual feedback. His pessimism was rewarded with a familiar whinny as the tiny horse’s pussy went insane on his cock. Shit, he could swear he heard a high pitched, seductively bratty girl’s voice for a moment beg him for more, though he wasn’t sure if it was wishful thinking or not.

Silver Spoon was delirious as she found herself on top of the human. This was not a normal pony position as she considered how the weight across their spine would usually cause a male pony to be wrapped up in braces and supports for months. She wondered just how strong this human was, as he continued to pump his dick in and out of her from below. The card *had* said one fuck, and technically his dick hadn’t stopped driving into her. This was absolutely insane. Ponies didn’t last this long. Mares usually only had to deal with maybe 30 seconds of a stallion beating at their pussy relentlessly. How was any female supposed to deal with guys that just wanted to keep fucking them? As she felt another orgasm, she stared into the human’s eyes.

He enjoyed feeling the pony’s weight on top of him. Anon was almost certain gravity was just plain wrong here. He tried to contain his strength so he didn’t scare the ponies, though he knew Fluttershy loved it. He stared into Silver Spoon’s confused and lust filled eyes. He knew she would never be fucked like this again. Not unless another hyper dimensional being happened to get trapped here. He gave her the thrill Fluttershy’s card promised. He fucked her with every ounce of passion he had, just like yellow one had made him promise to. With a ball tightening spurt, he filled the small horse with his seed. He stared through the panting pony’s blue glasses into her beautiful purple eyes. He nuzzled, rubbed, and kissed her as he felt her last orgasm run its course through her body. With one last hard thrust into her body, he finally stopped and cuddled the small horse. She whinnied in his arms. Another pony for the pony god (yellow quiet obviously), he giggled, as he rubbed his hands up and down her entire body.

Diamond Tiara was booooooored. The cutie mark crybabies were nowhere to be found, and Silver Spoon was supposed to meet her at the malt shop an hour and a half ago. She marched into Spoon’s little play house by the lake as if she owned the place, which as she considered it was in Ponyville she *did*, she found her friend riding on top the local human’s dick. Many conflicting emotions ran through Tiara’s mind, though oddly enough the biggest one was “Spoon is so fucking hot.”

Silver Spoon looked over at Diamond Tiara with half lidded eyes. Their relationship ran far deeper than merely “sex friends.” Given the freaky low male to female ratio in Ponyville, they were basically life partners by this point. All Spoon could do as she came again was throw a little paper card to Tiara.

“Ahhh! DT, ahh, you have to try this!”

Tiara read the card, then watched as he friend squirmed and came once again from the human’s unrelenting heat. She felt her pussy quiver at her friend’s pounding.

“Hmmm, maybe I will Spoon, though I can think of a couple blank flanks that might benefit from a little seasoning after we have our fun with him.”

A trickle of moisture ran down the small mare's flank at the thought.

That evening had ended up weird for Anon. It seemed like the two fillies wanted him to fuck AJ’s sister Applebottom and her friend Sweet Ass in their clubhouse on the apple farm. Fluttershy had made him promise not to have sex with ponies that didn’t have cutie marks, so that was a non-starter. What had ended up happening was he fucked pretty grey pony in front of them and pink horse and the two friends had ended up making out as they watched. He honestly didn’t feel bad at all afterward, as he plowed pink horse again while grey pony went down on the little white unicorn. Applebutter just watched him pound pink pony and played with herself. Conflict between the two groups died, their disagreements erased by the magic of sex-friend-ship. He watched the ponies nuzzle and kiss as the two groups split up and went their separate ways when the sun started to set. He noticed pink one and Applefilly had a slightly longer kiss than the other two. His work here done, Anon lept out of the treehouse and headed back into town. The city needed him.