Swell and I were back in Workshop Class after a good night's sleep in the dorms, and a good breakfast, followed by a conversation about how to build her kart. Luckily, no one came after us since some mares considered her an easy obstacle to get to me. But, others consider her reckless, judging from her tattoos. Regardless, I feel that she has her focus on winning the race, since I had a focus on discovering her secret.

"So, we learned about how the kart's weight is gonna control. How do you we shape it?" Swell asked.

"No idea," I put a hand on my chin. "I'm not much of a car expert. Back in my world, I had some friends who were crazy auto industry buffs, with custom cars made by themselves."

Swell turned to me, interested. "Are their cars heavy in body?"

"Yeah." I answered. "And some drive about nine, eleven miles to the gallon. Others have classy graffiti on their interiors."

"Wow. No wonder you became so hot." Swell looked back at me with a wink before looking at the parts. Then, I asked Auto for a piece of paper. She handed it to me with a wink, which made me blush a bit.

While Swell gathered up the parts and equipment, I drew a detailed plan, coming up with a proper shape and design. Suddenly, after drawing a couple lines, I finally made a perfect design-The kart's body being a leveled surface on the front, smoothly surfaced, and with an adjustable seat for comfort. On the back, it has a miniature spoiler to balance it. Swell brought out a welder beside us and put on some protective eyewear before turning to me.

"Simple, yet effective. I like it." Swell smiled before grabbing the welder. "Think we should add more detail to the back?"

"Maybe. It depends on the seat." I responded with a shrug. We were unaware of some mares looking at us funny while working on their karts, especially Smoke Screen. However, we were too focused on building the chassis and welding various scraps of metal together.

***

The lunch bell rang and all of my the classmates exited out. Before I could exit, I turned to Swell, who was still working on the kart.

"Don't you wanna grab lunch?" I asked, hoping for protection from other horny mares coming after me.

"Auto needs me to talk about my grade. I'll be back in a few more minutes." Swell responded. I nodded before exiting the classroom, not showing any disappointment. Even though it sucks for me to go anywhere without a bodyguard, I would always have to respect someone's decision. As soon as I reached the cafeteria, I approached the counter, only to be stopped by an dark blue unicorn with black hair in a sexy sixties pony tail with pink highlights, wearing a provocative cowgirl outfit, with a bikini top around a leather jacket, and a short jean miniskirt, along with rodeo boots. She approached to me with a tray of healthy food, ranging from ribs to macaroni and cheese to mashed potatoes to nature-built salad with nuts and fruits.

"Howdy, Stud!" the unicorn greeted with a southern accent. She introduced herself as Bang Bang Bayou, but everyone just calls her Bayou.

"Huh... Hi." I responded, stealing a gander at her outfit.

Bayou laughed. "Guess yer pretty much a sucker fer a country stacked feast, huh?" C'mon! Let's you n' me have a lil' chat."

"Okay." I responded without question and followed her to an empty table. After setting the food down, we sat and ate the feast like crazy. I still couldn't get over that outfit she was wearing, and under it the cleavage she has almost on display. I felt like I could grab a nipple and just drink the milk out of her l, but I had to keep my libido down and finish the feast.

After lunch, Bayou quickly took me by the hand and lead me out to the hallway with her, as if she we being a girlfriend to me.

"So, ya heard about that race comin' up?" Bayou smirked as I nodded. "Shame we won't be seein' ya on the wheel with us mares."

"It's okay." I shrugged. "I used to drive some cars back home, so there's always another opportunity."

"Not fer long, cutie." Bayou put a hand on my cheek. "The winner gets to have fun with you afterwards. Ain't it excitin'?"

"Damn. I expected something like this." I cursed in thought before looking at her. "Even your partner?"

"Naw, silly." Bayou laughed at my reaction. "Only the racers get ta have fun with ya. I'm only part of the sponsors.

I raised an eyebrow, not even knowing the situation because the "winning mare gets me as a prize" part. Bayou explained that the race shows how a team works, which consists of a racer, and a sponsor. While the sponsor comes up with the kart planning, and the racer tests it, they both represent a team. However, the sponsors showcase the work, and racers take the track.

"Ok, I think I get it." I nodded. But then, Bayou quickly pulled me outside.

***

As we went out to the field, I caught sight of a dirt track, which reminded me of one of those motorcycle race courses. We then walked to the middle of the field, where they had exclusive benches for the sponsors, a tent with a floor tarp, and camera equipment for the TV crew. As if that wasn't crazy enough, in the corner of my eye, I saw that the track included a loop (yes, a loop-de-loop.)

"Some of our friends helped us set it up for the race. This was used for the Friendship Games."

"Friendship Games?" I repeated.

"Yeah, but I'll tell ya the details later, hun." Bayou said before abruptly putting her lips to mine. My mind quickly went WHOA after feeling her tongue roll around my mouth, but I slowly sunk into it. Surprisingly enough, she wrapped one arm around my neck, then started to press her body close to mine. I let out a small moan as her heat took control of me, and I could feel her aroused breathing intensify once I grabbed her hips. Once I snuck a hand on her ass and grasped it fiercely, Bayou let out a moan, similar to a hearing the tone of a cat's horny purr. But then, I felt her hand groping my crotch in strokes, trying to let the beast out of me. It felt like she expected me to come and get her by the minute she kissed me, so I had to follow my instincts and go with it. After kissing and feeling each other up, we let go, but it wasn't long before she led me to the tent. As we entered in, Bayou made herself comfortable by laying me down and getting down on all fours, aiming her ass at me.

"Ever had a Cajun mare ride ya like a buckin' bull?..." Bayou purred, teasing as she rubs her face on my crotch. However, I boldly grabbed her rump and gave it a little rub, followed by a few smacks. Not standing the wait any longer, she pulled my pants and boxers off and caught sight of my now rock-hard member.

"Wow! Now, that's a beast!" Bayou exclaimed. It was then she planted her tongue down on the tip, licking it slowly a few times. I had to stop what I'm doing since I received goosebumps after feeling her tongue massaging my hardness, now her full mouth sucking it. Bayou went for the gusto and started sucking on almost every inch of my member, gained speed. My eyes went slightly backwards when I felt the vibrations of her humming and moaning. She looked at me with her cute eyes as she pulled it out of her mouth, then gave it a couple strokes.

"Now's mah chance ta ride that monster..." Bayou boasted confidently. I, still under her aroused body, stripped off her panties from under her skirt and tossed aside before giving her wetness a taste, left labia to right, then slightly inside. She gasped, then turned her head to me with a lust-heavy look on her face. She was surprised that her marehood was being pleasured by a stallion, but was delighted to have her satisfaction. Some of her juices tasted like strawberry milk, which made me lose my mind and shove my tongue deeper in her marehood.

"Whoa, horsey! Lemme..." Bayou said between breaths. But I couldn't stop for anything until I tasted more of that strawberry milk sweetness from out of that Cajun mare. After several licks and sensing her sweet fluids touching my tongue, I had to quickly lab it up and drink it all, despite hearing her coo in pleasure.

"I'm sorry, but your pussy tasted like strawberry milk." I apologized.

"Don't, sugah." Bayou responded with a smirk. "Ya had yer taste of mah strawberry pie, now I wanna ride that sexy beast like a monster truck."

Wasting no time, she took off her skirt and top, turned to face me, then let the tip touch her entrance. After giving my hardness a few strokes and rubbing her button in several circles, she set herself down on my pelvis, with my member being balls deep inside her marehood. She rocked her hips around slowly to have it greet her walls and more, and I had to grab her hips and feel her grinding. The sensation of her movement was built to perfection, especially when she moves her chubby sexiness around. But, the foreplay ended as she started bouncing her hips up and down in the slow-to moderate pace. It felt so much like fucking a slightly fat marshmallow from the southern sides of Louisiana. Bounce after bounce, her skin clashes with mine, making popping sounds in the process. Minutes later, we stopped and did a little more grinding, but then I slapped her ass and told her to get on her knees. She got up off me, then turned to have her plump ass face me again, only to have it stick out and have her winking wetness on display. I took the liberty of giving it a few licks, then quickly injected my member inside her marehood once again. After that, I started thrusting in a fast pace, having my way with that plump Cajun.

"Yeehaw! Gimme that mothafuckin' dick, sugah!" Bayou screamed. She looked up in delight as I continued pounding her sweet pussy hard. Bayou then set herself up in order to put her arm around my neck as we started looking into each other's eyes. It wasn't long before I was now on the verge to release, so I alerted her. Bayou demanded me to keep going, not even caring about anything else but having her plump sex filled by me. Several pounds later, my semen was finally let out, but so did her juices. We both then disconnected from each other and caught our breaths.

"Damn!... Yer... as phenomenal...as these mares say..." Bayou complimented.

"Thanks. I...try." I replied.

"When is it gonna be my turn to fuck you huh?.... That tattooed cunt wouldn't stand a chance against a cock like yours... You'll be seeing me naked after the race, big boy."

Author's Note

Credit of Swell Inka belongs to wolfman93.