The Mask One Wears

Ponyville...
Six years later...

An alarm clock rang loudly to signal its owner that the new day has begun, only to be swiftly smashed by a hoof. The stallion on the bed groggily got up, gave a big stretch and walked over to the nearby window of his bedroom. He pulled apart the curtains to reveal a bright sunny summer day in Ponyville. He happily opened the window and smelled the relaxing warm summer air. "Today will be a great day" he said to himself as usual. He went over to his journal to remind himself of what errands he needed to do for the day and opened it to the current date, only to be met by large bold words that read: FIRST ANNIVERSARY DINNER TONIGHT!!!

Below that sentence was a small phrase that read: Don't forget the ring.

"Has it been a year already?" he mused to himself, proud that he managed to make a relationship last this long. "I sure bet Sassaflash is excited for tonight." he continued before he walked into his bathroom to prepare for the long and important day ahead.

Caramel had been living in Ponyville for six years at this point, he started his own shoe business and even worked as a hired hoof during harvest season, and just a year ago, he started dating a local pegasus mare named Sassaflash.

Despite dating for a whole year, Caramel has yet to develop any genuine romantic or physical feelings for the mare, he only agreed to relationship when Sass confessed her feelings for him and Caramel used that as an excuse to finally say that he has a marefriend like normal, non-foalophile ponies do.

Normal. That concept still unfortunately alluded Caramel. For years he had tried to find ways to cure his attraction to fillies, but it has been extremely difficult to do. He had to rely on himself and no one else to take care of his situation, he could not trust anyone to help, no one could ever be trusted. A foalophile can never rely on anyone but himself.

The now 24 year old stallion just grew to ignore his urges and to avoid foals whenever possible. But he has found a new outlet for his urges: erotic fiction involving fillies.

In Equestria, writing, publishing and possessing sexually explicit literature and art involving fictional foals is not illegal, but most stores and libraries almost always refuse to sell them unless they do really well in the best seller lists. Golden Oaks Library was no exception. Head librarian Twilight Sparkle was never comfortable in having these types of books in her library so she instead sells them along with other books that are no longer borrowed as often during the twice monthly Ponyville market day for cheap.

Caramel would usually buy those books, along with a random selection of others to keep up appearances, and claim he was going to use them as fuel to power the furnaces. No pony has yet to suspect anything.

After a breakfast of a blueberry bagel and tea, Caramel was ready to tackle the day. His first order of business was to pick up the engagement ring from the jewelry store. He was extremely proud of himself for finally living a normal life.

"Here you go Mr. Caramel, a nice engagement ring with your special somepony's birthstone." said the jeweler as he gave Caramel the box that had the ring inside.

"Thank you so much, she will love this very much." nodded the young stallion with a smile.

"May your marriage last sonny." he complimented before he walked to the back to resume his work.

The brown maned stallion happily placed the box inside one of his saddle bags before he walked out.

Out of all the places Caramel has been, Ponyville was by far the most friendly and inviting places he has been in, no one was nosy, ponies respected and tolerated each other's lifestyles and everyone was genuinely nice to each other. But that does not mean that it is tolerant with foalophila, in fact, it is as disgusted by it as any other town in Equestria.

He briefly considered moving to another place that's more open to stallion-filly relationships, but he found that being against foalophila was one of the very few things that each nation had in common.

He has heard that some remote places in Saddle Arabia still practice stallion-filly marriages, but they are mostly arranged, not love, marriages and no one consummates them until the filly is at the age of consent. Also, you have to be strict follower of the Saddle Arabian state religion before they'll even consider someone a citizen.

He then thought about moving to the Griffin Empire where pederasty was commonly practiced, but he later learned that pederasty actually almost exclusively meant male adults who are surrogate fathers, teachers and lovers to male cubs. Male adults with female cubs is almost unheard of and considered odd. Furthermore, pederasty has never been actively practiced in centuries.

"Oh there you are Mr. Caramel, I need to talk to you!" said a voice that interrupted the stallion's thoughts. Caramel turned around to see Miss Cheerilee walk up to him.

"About what?" he was suspicious, elementary school teachers intimidated him, he was afraid that they could sniff out a foalophile on body language alone.

"As you know from last week's town hall meeting, I have started a vocational summer program for my students where they can job shadow at certain businesses for the whole summer." explained Cheerilee.

"And this has to do with me because?" asked the stallion extremely uncomfortable.

"Your shoe making business has been randomly selected by the mayor to be one of the four to participate." she cheerfully announced.

The stallion's heart sank from sheer terror, the thought of being around foals all summer scared him, what if he messes up and lets a hoof slip? What if they end up scared and tell on him to their parents? "Uh...is there anyway I can skip out?" he asked to the teacher.

"Yes, but your millage rate will go up by one percent as penalty if you do skip out." she answered matter-of-factually.

"D'oh!" he grunted. One of the last things he wanted was an increase on his taxes, shoe making is difficult to make a profit off of due to lack of returning customers because shoes can last for years. Caramel sighed. "When do they start?"

"The first Monday in May and will last until the last Friday in August." answered the teacher. "That's three days from now."

"Then I better start getting everything ready for their arrival then." he cautiously nodded. "See you Monday Miss Cheerilee." he turned around and trotted back to his house and business. "It can't be that bad, shoe making is male dominated profession, I'm sure all of the foals that sighed up are colts, thank Celestia I am not attracted to them at all." he thought to himself, unwittingly pushing his luck.

He walked through the front door and closed it shut behind him. He let out a loud scream of frustration from inside the house.

That evening, Caramel, dressed in a tuxedo, knocked on Sassaflash's door, he quickly checked his tuxedo pocket to see if he remembered to bring the ring along. "Just a minute!" said the mare from inside.

After about a minute, the pagasus mare dressed in a fancy night gown walked out the door and happily wrapped her forelegs around her date's neck with sultry eyes. "Can't believe it has been a year already hun." she smiled.

The stallion smiled back. "I know, how time sure flies." he mused. "Ready to go?"

The mare gave a quick kiss on the lips before they began their walk to the restaurant. Caramel took that as a 'yes'.

Along the way to the restaurant, Caramel and Sassaflash came across the sight of two filly twins playing and splashing in the town fountain, having fun. "How cute." mused Sass.

To Caramel however, the scene was not only cute, but alluring as well, the view of two soaked fillies was like a drug to him, his eyes felt like they were glued, the brief view of their perfect fillyhoods awakened the very urges he spent years trying to suppress. He was compelled to just walk over to those two fillies and show them an even better time. Dark thoughts entered his mind. "Mel, let's go, we're going to be late!" exclaimed a Sassaflash who yanked the stallion away, thankfully snapping him out of his deep thought.

He longingly took one last look at the fountain before he placed his focus where it should belong; his marefriend.

The couple soon arrived at the most romantic restaurant in town: Chateu d'amour.

After a successfully romantic dinner, the maitre d' took away their dinner plates and left to grab the couple their bill. "The food was amazing Mel, thank you so much for this." thanked the mare who was impressed by how the date went. "Happy one year anniversary." she smiled. "I hope we can make this last."

"We can." smirked Caramel as he got out of his chair and got down on his knees.

"Mel?" asked a stunned Sassaflash.

"Sass, you make me the most happiest stallion in the world and I would be honored to spend the rest of my life with you." he took out the engagement ring. "So, would you mind if I married you?" he smiled with hope. He truly loved her despite the lack of physical attraction, but he did not care because marrying her, a mare within his acceptable age range, was his biggest goal in life.

"Of course I won't mind silly." smiled the mare as she grabbed the stallion into a deep kiss. The entire restaurant broke out in applause. For a brief moment Caramel felt like a normal member of society. He did not care if he was only using her to cover up his true urges, because that is the sacrifice that must be made to live a normal and peaceful life.

Next thing Caramel knew, he and Sassaflash stumbled into his marefriend's bedroom, heavily making-out with each other and struggling to take off their formal clothes. "I love you Mel." panted the mare as she briefly caught her breath. They both fell to the bed as the continued their heavy kissing and petting.

Normally, Caramel would try to avoid sex when possible, usually only saying yes for every three times Sassaflash asks because he knew that the only way he could have sex with her is by thinking about fillies; tonight was no exception. Caramel began to think about the twin fillies at the fountain he saw earlier in the evening and right on cue, his erection made itself known.

Sassaflash quickly got on top and began to put her oral skills in practice. Caramel looked down to see his date bobbing her head up and down his shaft, he then closed his eyes and began to let his imagination run wild, picturing the twin fillies licking and sucking his throbbing cock at the same time, making adorable faces while at it.

"Fuck me Mel." moaned the pegasus who inadvertently interrupted her coltfriend's fantasy. The stallion quickly snapped out of it to see her marefriend showing off her winking marehood in all of its teardrop shaped glory. For some reason his mind was never interested in adult vaginas, but he has come up with an easy fix to that. He started to let his imagination run wild. He immediately mounted Sassaflash as his thick shaft slowly penetrated the mare. The mare gasped and moaned, Caramel heard it as filly's gasp and moan.

He pictured that he was on top, rubbing his cock against the filly's vagina while said filly licked her twin sister who sat on her face. He never realized how hot a threesome with two fillies could be. He went faster and deeper with his thrusts letting his urges take control.

"OH YES FUCK ME HARDER MEL, YOU'RE SO FUCKING GOOD AT IT!" screamed the mare who always loved having sex with Caramel, he was a generous sex god compared to all the previous coltfriends she had in the life.

Caramel grunted in response he felt his orgasm build up. "Where you want my cum?" he said through clenched teeth as closed eyes.

"All over my cutie mark...mark me as yours..." she panted, begging. Caramel quickly pulled out, rubbed his shaft a few more times, picturing in his mind doing the same thing to the twin fillies before depositing his load all over the pegasus mare's rump and cutie mark. "There we go..." he panted before he went to lay down on the bed.

Sassaflash was in complete awe, panting heavily. "I give that a perfect 10 out of 10." she announced. "But I'll give you extra credit if you lick me until I cum." she smirked.

"Oh?" chuckled Caramel. "Then come on over and take a seat." he pointed to his face. Good thing licking pussy does not require him using his imagination since it does not require keeping his cock erect. Sassaflash happily did as told as sat on her coltfriend's face.

Screams of pleasure echoed across the neighborhood.

"KEEP IT DOWN YOU FUCKING HAMSTERS! SOME OF US ARE TRYING TO SLEEP!" yelled one neighbor who was tired of the noise.

"I'm walking on sunshine, woah oh~" sang Caramel the next morning as he forged a piece of iron into a new shoe. He felt like he was on top of the world, his life was finally going the way society said it should go. He couldn't be happier.

He soon heard the chimes of a potential customer at the barn door. He quickly put everything away and trotted to the entrance to his shop. "Can I help you?" he asked, only to be met by a filly scout in full uniform standing before him. He stopped dead in his tracks, its bad enough that there is a filly, but the uniform makes it worse.

"Hello mister, my name is Ginger Snaps, a Brownie for Filly Scout troop #604, and I was wondering if you will be interested in helping me earn my shoe making badge." the filly introduced herself. She wore a brown vest and sash with a white shirt and brown cap. She looked absolutely stunning.

"Uh..." his mind had trouble processing what she just said, he was too distracted by the uniform to fully get what was said.

"Mister?"

He quickly snapped out of his daze and got himself focused again. "Oh, uh, are you sure?" he asked with concern. "Since you're a brownie I assume you are seven to nine years old around there am I correct?" he asked only to see the filly silently nod in agreement. "For legal reasons I am not allowed to teach minors, too dangerous." he made-up an excuse to get out of dealing with her. He hoped the filly wasn't too smart to notice.

"That's a lie mister!" exclaimed Ginger. "According to local laws and the Filly Scout code, Scouts are fully exempt from such laws as long as it is an approved badge activity and overseen by a trained adult!" she pointed out. He was caught in the lie. "Besides, aren't you that stallion that always volunteers in the food hut at our annual jamborees?" he did indeed look familiar to the filly.

Once again he was caught, he just could never resist the chance of at least coming in contact with a filly scout and always volunteers whenever possible. He blamed the uniforms for making him weak for temptation. "Maybe..." he nervously answered.

"And serve as lifeguard during our swimming competitions?" she asked again.

"Damn it!" he screamed in his head, he could not take it anymore. "All right, all right, all right, I will gladly help you earn your badge." he exclaimed with defeat.

"Yay! Thanks!" she said with excitement. "I'll start Monday, see you then." she trotted away, Caramel managed to get a good look at her young slit. He was doomed.

"Wait...Monday is when those other foals will start their vocational training..." the fact quickly dawned on him. He proceeded to bang his head repeatedly against a wooden column to get the bad thoughts out of his. "Surely I am being tested..."

Monday, the day of judgement.

The first thing Caramel noticed when he woke up as his throbbing morning tent. He just sighed and began masturbating right then and there because that will at least quiet down his sex drive for most of the day. "Today is going to be a long day." sighed the stallion to himself as he rubbed himself.

After a quick breakfast, Caramel walked out to his shop located in the large barn attached to his house and got his station all set up for the demonstration he planned to do. As he waited, drinking his tea, Cheerilee, three fillies and Ginger Snaps happily trotted in. Caramel just screamed in his head.

"Here you go Mr. Caramel, just three students sighed up for this, sorry if it is lower than you expected." apologized the teacher.

"I was actually expecting more colts to sign up Miss Cheerilee since this is a male dominated profession and all." explained Caramel, who really hated how the situation was unfolding.

"Actually, all the colts signed up to participate in a sports camp sponsored by the Wonderbolts." she sheepishly explained. "So all the colts that did sign up pulled out at the last minute to do that instead."

"Traitors, leaving me vulnerable." he complained in his head. He looked at the three fillies plus Ginger Snaps who each had adorable smiles on their faces.

"Anyways, they're our responsibility now, good luck, I have a train to Las Pegasus to catch." before Caramel could protest, Cheerilee shot out of the shop like a rocket. He was now on his own.

He turned his attention back on the fillies, he already know the one with a large pink bow on her mane is Apple Bloom since he has met her a few times while working at Sweet Apple Acres. The third one was the filly scout Ginger Snaps, still in her adorable uniform, and the fourth was who he assumed was Silver Spoon because of her grey coat and big blue rimmed glasses. The second pink filly to his left was a complete mystery. "And you are?"

"My name is Lily Longsocks, I have a pet hedgehog and-"

"Yeah, that's nice, I only asked for a name." he interrupted, he really did not want to be here, but he has no other choice.

The morning was spent showing the four fillies around the shop and explaining each of the tools he uses to turn pieces of metal into wearable shoes. "Any questions?" he asked. The four looked at each other before they each shook their heads. "Good, you have an hour off for lunch, see you then." he then happily walked back to his house.

"Can we eat with ya?" asked Apple Bloom, curious. The question caused the stallion to stop in his tracks.

"Why?" he said without turning around.

"It's no fun seeing ya eat alone." explained the yellow coated filly. "Ah think it's best that the five of us eat together as a show of solidarity." The other three fillies silently agreed to the proposal.

Caramel knew that once a filly has an idea to do something, it is almost pointless to change their mind. "Fine...you all can come in." he sighed before walking inside. The four fillies smiled and walked in after him.

The stallion made each of the four a sandwich and served them. "Here you go, a dandelion sandwich, enjoy." he said.

"Thank you Mr. Caramel." chanted the four in unison before they dug in.

"Anyways, I'll be doing some house cleaning, so please stay in the kitchen and living room, unless you have to go use the bathroom." he explained. "You each got it?"

The just nodded while chewing their food, a scene that caused his heart to skip a beat from the sheer cuteness. He quickly turned around and trotted up the stairs.

"So," began Ginger. "why did you girls sign up for this class?" she asked, curious.

"I wanted to work at a local caballerian restaurant called 'Escupimos en tu Comida', but it got shut down because an expose revealed that they loved to spit on customer's food, especially those who refuse to learn the language." explained Silver Spoon. "And this happened to be my second choice."

"I signed up because I wanted to prove to others that I can be just as strong as the colts, I'm tired of always being underestimated, my pet hedgehog understands what I am feeling." explained Lily.

"Ah signed up because Mr. Caramel is one of my brother's best friends and ah thought ah should help him like he would my family every harvest season." stated Apple Bloom.

"How is Mr. Caramel like?" wondered Ginger.

"He's a pretty nice stallion, but he's always such a nervous wreak around me, he's always so tense for some reason." said Apple Bloom.

"I'm sure he must be nice since he always volunteers at the Filly Scout's annual jamboree at Rainbow Falls." explained the scout. "He once even volunteered to do our laundry when the troop's washing machine was temporarily broken, I still don't know why though." Ginger Snaps was suddenly intrigued by the stallion who loves to help around town, but is extremely tense and shut off from the world.

After a day of more lecture, it was time for the fillies to get home before it gets dark. Apple Bloom, Lily and Silver each went their separate ways, while Ginger Snaps stuck around for a little while to help clean up the shop. "You are free to go now Ginger." said Caramel.

"Almost done." said the filly scout. "A good filly scout never leaves a mess behind." she explained as she bent over to put some shoes away in the lower shelves. Caramel could not help but stare at her rump, he was in complete awe.

"Oh damn, it's so perfect, so pure, I so really want to put my snout in it and hope it smells like filly scout cookies, WHAT THE FUCK AM I SAYING?! I can't touch it, must not touch it, it's wrong" debated the stallion in his mind. "But why does it feel so damn right-"

"All cleaned up Mr. Caramel." announced Ginger who interrupted the stallion's thoughts.

Caramel shook his head to focus. "Oh, okay, be safe." he said with eagerness to have her gone before he did something he would regret.

Ginger was slightly worried for the stallion but she had no time to probe any further. She gave a salute and happily trotted out of the shop. Caramel just stared longingly at her rump as it disappeared in the distance. He sighed.

He really wanted to chase after her and ask her out on a romantic date, spend time with her, treat her like a princess, and make sweet tender love to her. In his opinion, fillies would make the best marefriends, they are honest with what they like and want, they love you unconditionally and they love to be spoiled. He really loves spoiling the one he loves.

Grown mares however seem like they are holding back with what they want, they don't take personal responsibility with their actions, there always have to be condition attached to everything and they don't want to be spoiled that often because they want to feel like equals. Grown mares are too world weary and jaded from his observations and from dating Sassaflash. Fillies, are wide eyed, innocent and hopeful of everything, something he truly likes. It's more than just sex with him, but genuine love.

"Society will never award me with genuine love..." he sighed. He especially felt horrible for using Sassaflash, but society would rather have him pursuit a fake relationship with someone his age than a genuine relationship with a filly and so it shall be.

"I don't care what everyone says, I love you so much Mel, I really do." cried a filly who held Caramel tightly. "So what if I am a bit too young, love conquers all!"

"I really love you too, but I have to leave, before the town drives me out." explained the stallion who held on to the filly.

"It's not fair!" tears flowed down her cheeks as she buried her head into his chest. "It's not fair..."

"It never is Snaps." he whispered into her ear to comfort her.

"Then make love to me one last time." she whispered back.

Caramel soon found himself slowly easing the filly down his shaft, she let out a loud gasp of pleasure. She slowly but surely got as far as she could go. "Full..." she moaned.

The stallion then began to gradually move her hips, her juices dripped down on him with every movement. "There we go...just go slow...I love it slow..."

They both kissed each other passionately, moaning into each other's mouths. "Oh Mel~" she moaned feeling loved. He began to gain speed as she became used to the feeling.

Soon they found themselves in a new position, the filly on her side as Caramel thrust from behind and rubbed her young clit simultaneously. "Just let it happen...let it build..." he whispered in her ear seductively before he nibbled it.

The filly gave out a loud moan. "Oh sweet Celestia I want to marry you, right here, right now." she gasped from her ear being nibbled. Her juices dripped down to the ground as the stallion continued to pound her from behind. "Faster please!" she demanded. The stallion obliged, he went faster as he nipped at her neck.

"I want that too," he panted. "live happily ever after." he moaned. He began to feel his endurance falter, he couldn't hold back.

"I don't care where you leave it, just hold me tight and don't let go." she moaned as her eyes went to the back of her head.

"Oh, Snaps!" he exclaimed as his cock slipped out of her virgin slit and sprayed its seed all over the filly and ground.

"Good work..." panted the filly, proud of her coltfriend yet exhausted. The couple kissed each other deeply as they enjoyed the afterglow what they just did.

An alarm suddenly rang, snapping the stallion awake from his dream. He shot up and looked around to see he was back in his room, the best dream he ever had was just that; a dream. That fact frustrated him. He looked down to see a large and sticky mess on his bed. A wet dream. Frustrated, Caramel just angrily grabbed his alarm clock and chucked it at the wall, breaking it and silencing it for good. "DAMN IT!" he screamed with anger. He jumped out of bed and began to angrily trash his room. "THIS IS NOT FUCKING FAIR, I DESERVE LOVE AS WELL!" he screamed to himself. "WHEN IS IT MY TURN TO BE HAPPY?!" he was pissed off at the world as he smashed a nearby mirror.

He collapsed down on the floor, completely dejected and exhausted from the outburst. His mind then thought back to Brass, the first marefriend he genuinely loved. Sometimes he wondered what she was up to, she would be fourteen or fifteen by now, already in high school. Sometimes he hoped that he did not screw-up her life like many ponies warned would happen in such relationships, but he mostly wondered how she reacted to his unexpected departure. But it is too late to undo what happened, there is no use dwelling on the past. "I'm so sorry Brass..." he whispered to himself.

He just stared up at the ceiling and began to sob that he would never have such a romantic and tender moment as long as he is what he is.

And he wants to fix that badly.

To be continued...