Persuasion Devices

Mark winced as he stood up, cupping his hands over his eyes to shield them from the dusky, blinding sunset. Blinking hard, he stumbled forward. On the look out for a certain white mare who was later than he thought. Supposedly right behind him as she finished up making fun of all the time he spent making this trip possible to Princess Cadance. She didn't believe him when he said they were limited in sexual positions. That sometimes he'd like to be on top and not be rode like on a tilt-and-whirl machine. And if he couldn't convince her in Equestria, finding a close substitute to Earth would have to do.

But not that high school world.

Never again would he go to that high school world.

He shook his head to knock out the vertigo of dimension traveling, warding away the headache that wanted to ruin the happy start of his vacation. And well, there was no point in making effort to come here if she'd chickened out. Mark still saw no sight of her and safely alone, made a few chicken sounds before he winced again.

The hot summer sand felt exciting on his bare feet, clinging to the back of his soles. The shoes he had before the jump gone. Sounds of the shore, waves crashing against the sandy coast a surprise. And more than that, his researched spell cast by Celestia had worked! He'd remained human despite their travel through the crystal mirror. Today, he would be teaching the great vain mare all the joy that could be found in two-legged positions!

A vortex of light appeared in front of him, spreading out into a oval shape as a bikini-clad body flew straight into him. The pair tumbled across the sand, whirling together until the woman, according to the large breasts now resting on his face, slowed them to a stop. Well, she was human where it counted. Celestia lifted herself slightly off him, letting her thinly covered tits hover over his face.

“Huh. So I have these too.” She said, moving off and sitting on the sand, grasping them in her hand. “They feel squishy.” The mare played with them, using her new fingers to stroke her nipples. “But I think I liked them better when you had them, Mark.”

“Shut up.” He sputtered. “I have no idea what you are talking about. We agreed it never happened. I gave my innocence to you! Doesn't that mean anything?”

“I wish to take your innocence again. And again and again.” Celestia said wistfully, leering at him. “Your freckles are cuter when you're a girl.”

“La-la-la. Not listening!”

Mark got up, walking around the mare and sat down, scooting close to her. His hands moved to her breasts, grasping them against her hands. “Barring the fact I got to have an experience of having boobs,  I think you're writing off your treasures a little too hasty.” He said, giving a quick kiss to Celestia's neck.

“As...” Mark thought about her form. She had arms and legs but they were the wrong color, something that only ponies had in their natural palette. And she still had her muzzle, wings, tail and that horn of hers. “a human.” He went on regardless. “Tits that you have are a important part of our foreplay.”

The human began kneading her warm flesh, studying Celestia carefully. The mare took his ministrations with a deep sigh, leaning into him as his hands roamed her mounds. “Everyone goes for the nipples first but you-” He rubbed his thumbs around her areola, watching as the skin began to contract and her buds blooming, poking through the yellow fabric. “should leave them last.”

“Mmh.” Celestia groaned, her mouth opening. “When do you touch them?” Her thighs rubbed together, fingers tapping against the sand.

“When you know she's ready.” He pulled the string holding her breasts in place and took the bikini top of her. “It's all about texture. Rubbing her with your thumbs feels different when you do it with your palms. She'll get all fussy.” Celestia lightly swatted at him with her tail, hitting him upside the head. “I bet you're feeling all sort of things down there. Those bottoms clinging to your clit, trying to adsorb the girl juice you're making. You want some action right now, don't you?”

Celestia huffed, smacking him again.

He took her tits and squeezing her nipples, pulling them gently before doing the same again and again. Her knees wobbled, breath growing faint as soft moans left her pleading lips. Then he twisted them, keeping his grip on the nubs as he made a circle in the air with them. Celestia arched against him, her thighs parting as she came.

“It works for some girls. Did you like it?”

“It was surprisingly enjoyable.” She breathed, turning her head slightly to press a kiss against his chin. “Can you get on top of me, I want to try something myself.”

Mark got up and watched as Celestia laid back on the sand, her perky breasts clapping together from the movement. He moved for thighs, ready to reach out and unhook the bikini bottom's string before she stopped him. “Not there.” She gestured to her tits. “Here.” The human sat on her waist, sliding up her slender toned body to her chest. The mare reached out and pulled down his swim trunks, freeing his Little Mark.

“I think this is a little advanced for you.” He grinned, getting a clear picture as to what Celestia wanted to do. “I might cum in your face. Isn't that a bit risky.?”

“We're not in the castle so I'm more charitable to that idea, yes.”

Mark slid his tongue between her breasts, lubricating the skin there with his saliva. He had a thought. Next time, they should bring a full sex kit. All manner of toys and lubes to get the full benefits of having a mostly human body. Then he worked his cock, rubbing out drops of pre-cum there.

“Ready?”

Celestia nodded, pushing her breasts together. Mark started off slowly, pushing his cock through the valley of curves and tits. The way his member felt, the sweat and spit and cum easing his way in, it was un-describable. So hot and soft. Her breasts were perfect. Then he pulled out before pushing right back in, faster than before. He panted, his hands moving to grip the top of her breasts as a hand-hold. Celestia moaned, her tongue sliding across her dry lips.

Gradually, he picked up a speed. Sliding back and forth through her mounds, his cock growing harder and harder. It dripped more cum, increasing the thrusts he began to give. Celestia pressed her breasts harder, writhing under him. Mark paid her no mind, taking in needy gasps of air as he grunted along. Then she pushed her nipples into his cock, the sensation surprising cries from both of them. Mark pounded harder, feeling the end was near.

He closed his eyes, ready to release all over her face until she sat up. His eyes flew open as his back hit the sand. Celestia slid her breasts between her shaft, his cock ridged and oozing jizz. He couldn't hold it back, he came, rocking his hips as he squirted hot cum upwards. The mare smiled, lifting up so her breasts could received the full blast. The cum fell onto her tits, painting them whiter than before as they ran down her chest. A few stray hits made it to her chin, some reaching her lips.

“That was excellent, my stallion.” Celestia purred, using two fingers to bring the jizz on her chin to her mouth, sucking on the two digits. “Maybe, you do have a point. We couldn't have done this if I was in my typical form. But~” The mare spread her wings. “I can't but feel that this really only benefits you in the long run. I wanted to see what you would turn into here.”

“You are a sadistic mare. You know exactly what happens. Domming me at home isn't enough for you?”

“There's never enough of you.” Celestia stated. Mark turned his head and blushed in the sand. “I can see your freckles better when you blush, Mark. Don't hide them for me or I'll force you to lick me clean.”

“Make me.”

“My pleasure.”

After they finished up, “Oh dear god, Celestia. I need some water to clean my mouth!” they headed into the town they saw down the shore. Celestia made some suggestions as to where they were in this alternate Equestria. A hidden beach in Vanhoover or some private estate in Las Pegasus. It was strange that they were the only beach-goers, the place was empty and still beside the sounds of their padding feet.

Mark eyed the sky, still red and caught in that sunset glow. He blinked. Shouldn't it have set by now?

Reaching the main street, the human's jaw dropped. There were mares everywhere, all with unbelievable giant tits bobbing wildly as they walked by. He glanced at Celestia's. They made hers look like A-cups! A jogger passed them, tight shorts and top with her titties slapping against her waist. A mailmare flew by, her watermelon mammaries ready to pop out of her uniform.

Celestia elbowed him. Mark coughed, “Yours are perfectly fine, dear.”

“Not that.” She glared, shaking her head. “I just got these. There's no emotional attachment to them. You can look and touch where you please. But isn't there something wrong here?”

Mark glanced around. The mares were plentiful, a couple of stallions standing around enjoying the same action that had him half-hard. But the town seemed stagnant somehow. Even more, not he would actually want them around, he didn't see a single foal.

“Let's try a restaurant to talk to some locals. Besides, I need some damn water to clean my mouth.” Celestia still had that look on her face. “When in Rome, do what the Romans do. Don't think so hard about it. We're only visiting.”

Celestia grunted. He hoped that was a yes.

Into the first restaurant they saw, a chain-restaurant of sorts that promised haybacon burgers free for everyone inside with every filling of the tip jar. Ponies filled the tables, chowing down on some good-looking grub. They sat next to the counter, Mark ordering water with Celestia looking at their appetizers. She picked breakfast for the both of them, scrambled eggs with haybacon and a side of waffles for herself.

“Can you really pay for that? My pockets were empty when I got here.”

Celestia arched a eyebrow, pulling out forty bits from a place he didn't know. “I have enough to cover it but the board only lists the food. It doesn't say anything about the prices.”

Mark shrugged and they ate, enjoying the fast made meal. The stallion who took their order circled back, leaning on the counter.

“Bits please.”

“Certainly.” Celestia placed the coins down. “You can keep the tip.”

The stallion looked at her sideways. “You must them newcomers from over um, Duskdale. The big cheese finally said we can go where we please after getting worked up over that assassination attempt, huh? I can tell by your tits.” He reasoned. “You're money's no good here. We only take organic goods. The queen won't let us sell for anything else.”

“Organic goods?” Mark said. “What does that mean?”

The stallion tapped his knuckles against the counter. Mark heard the sounds of mechanical whirling before metal claws clamped around their legs and arms. A mechanical arm pulled his trunks down, a plastic cup leading to a tube following after it. It pushed itself on his cock, something pricking the head of member. The heat that rushed through him was unbearable. His cock quickly swelled as the the arm began stroking the base, extended fingers playing with his balls.

Celestia had been stripped of her top as two needle came out of the slot on the counter, injecting a pink substance into her nipples. Her wings flared. “What do you think you're doing!” Two plastic cups situated themselves on her breasts, the suction pushing her forward. Celestia closed her eyes, a low moan sliding from her mouth. A dribble of milk flowed from her nipples, drunk by the machine. Then more and more milk, a stream of white liquid escaping her tits.

Mark panted as his cock was milked, every forced drop of cum gulped down.

The mare opened her eyes with something on her face he hadn't seen before. Her eyebrows were arched in anger, lips flatten into a straight line but the color of her cheeks, the blood that filled them. He never seen her do that before. She turned her head slightly, glancing at the other patrons that watched them. Lust in the air as they stroked themselves, enjoying the show. Mark watched as she flinched in response, her face growing redder. Celestia wasn't horny. She was embarrassed!

Ignoring the pain in his balls, he bumped his shoulder against hers, catching her attention. She looked at him, a mess on her face as she rode the pleasure that had her huffing and furious. There was nothing he could say right now. Nothing that could make her feel better. She always had a complex about her ponies and these ones still counted to her. They shouldn't see her like this. Mark forced a hand out, colliding it with hers.

They held hands as they climaxed together.

After paying their tab, Celestia dragged him through the streets until she threw him against a alleyway. Finally able to get a word in, he couldn't resist a joke. “How virgin of you to get so worked up by a little public exhibition?”

Celestia stared at him before pushing him between her breasts. Since the injection, they grew two sizes bigger and made twice the milk. All sort of things flew into his mind, consumed by the way her bikini top grew damp and heavy. “It not about that. It's about that insult. I always have intimate indiscretions on my own terms. No one gets to paw at me unless I want it. It's my body. It's my right. That foolish stallion should have explained this before we ate. We would never stayed there if I knew.”

He pulled himself from her mounds, catching her eyes watering. “Celestia,” He angled her head down and kissed her. “you're the sexiest, kinkiest mare I know but even you have bad days. This is one of them. Don't get so worked up about it.”

“But I'm-”

He kissed her again, harder this time. “Look over there.” On the other side of the alley, there was a gathering of ponies attending a protest of sorts. “So many ponies that could catch us going at it. Watching me fuck you into the dirty ground. Stripping you naked. Hearing you beg for more.” His hands wandered to her bottom, brushing against the stiff clit inside of the bikini. “You're wet down here. Why?”

“I don't want anyone to see me.”

“That's not true.” He stuck a knee between her thighs, grinding it against her cunt. “I think the idea of it excites you but you want it to be on your terms, right? Then do it. Let's have loud, noisy sex in a place any of them could spot us. Spot you being a normal mare.”

“Mark.” He moved to her breasts, tugging off the bikini strings. The human took in a nipple, sucking the fresh milk that leaked from them. “Mark..” He took a hold of the other, pumping the milk to run down their bodies. “Oh, Mark-” Celestia grabbed him and pushed him to the floor.

She took off his trunks and her last bit of clothing, throwing them out of sight. Her breasts swallowed his cock, placing it in a pillowy heaven. His member hardened. Ready to serve his princess. The mare perched over him, giving him a full view of her perfect pussy before she dropped, taking him all in with one move. Hilted inside of her, Celestia pounded up and down, roughly having her fun.

He fought to keep up with her, his knees giving him leverage to change the position slightly. Her titties flopped into his face and licked them, serenaded by window-shattering shouts Celestia gave. Throwing all of her power into her lungs.

The ponies in the protest had to have noticed if they weren't deaf but Mark didn't focus on that. He'd been carrying Celestia's fat ass for months, gradually gaining the strength to move her around. Still inside her, he hooked his arms around her knees and lifted her up. The mare fell into his chest, her cries  turning into a loud, violent exhale as he walked them against a wall, pressing her against it. With this new angle, he fucked her senseless. Free finally because he was on top!

The mare cried out, her pussy clenching all around him. Mark grinned and proceed to fuck her harder. Her breasts bounced against him, slapping his skin. At the very last moment before his dick shot inside of her, Celestia grabbed his head and smashed their lips together.

This was her way of saying thank you.