To love a Goat

Rain poured from the clouds above, saturating the earth bellow in its life given essences as it covered the sky above in varying shades of gray. Many would find a bland, dark and wet day such as today to be rather drab and dull as it involved spending most of one’s time inside yet that wasn’t the case for a young goat by the name of Mimi.

She loved the rain, finding it’s coolness and soft grays to be beautiful and refreshing. Without the rain there would be no color in the world in the form of plants and eroded rocks it birthed from the earth; it was a necessary thing but it was not only that. In the rain the world was silent, with only the ‘shhhhh’ of the rain droplets diving their way to the earth bellow and the soft whistle of the wind that tossed the droplets about thus turning their dive into an elegant dance. Perhaps it is a bit much to think of the rain this way but that was just the kind of goat Mimi was, finding the beauty and worth in everything.

Maybe that’s why she could get so lost just staring out the window of her treehouse, watching the water fall, like she did now. Perhaps it could also be because it helped her mind wander, ignoring that, for much of her time she was alone. All that kept her company was a book that floated magically upon a pedestal, sadly it didn’t have the warmth of another being but at the very least it kept her distracted just like the rain outside, just like everything she did.

Leaning on the window sill these thoughts move through her spaced out mind, making her sigh once she finally allowed her mind the return to reality. Her dark blue eyes looked out to the meadow, hugged by mountains, that she called her home. She stared at nothing in particular, simply at the scene before her when she noticed something in the distance. It was far away, making it hard for her see exactly what it was, all she could see was that it was struggling to stay up in the air, so she used her favorite little cheat.

“Book, I want to see what that is!” she said, looking back at the book, which had the words ‘Book of Desire’ written upon it. Heeding her request, the book unlocked and opened, flipping to a page with a revealing spell. It projected a magnified image of the thing in the distance in a bubble above it’s open pages. What she saw shocked the little goat, making her react instantly as she gallops out of her house in a frantic state. Standing on the edge of a one of the roots Mimi took in a deep breath and released the loudest bleat her vocal cords could unleash.

“BAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” It echoed over the shushing rain and whistling wind, echoing through the valley. She stood silent for a second, looking out to the figure still struggling to keep itself up in the air when suddenly, the sound of buzzing came from all over. From the caves dotting the mountain her treehouse grew from a swarm of Parasprites came flooding out. A purple one, clearly the leader, goes down to the panicked goat, confused as to why she would call them out in such weather.

“Pixels, gather all the Parasprites, hurry!” She points in the distance where Pixels saw what she referred to. With a determined look upon his face he nods, calling his hoard with a loud whistle. Once enough gathered to form a thick mass of bugs Mimi jumped onto them and surfed the sky on their backs. They were fast to start but the wind was overwhelming and the water weighted down their tiny wings. Seeing she had no time to waste Mimi again pulled a cheat.

“Insulate!” her blue magic flared, instantly being consumed by a pulse of red that turned it purple. As that happened the book back at her house flipped its pages to the insulate spell. A bright, soft light with a red tint covered Mimi and her bugs, shielding them completely from the weather effect thus causing them to speed up. In the distance a red and black pony struggled to stay airborne, his wings saturated as he tried to fight the weather. He held a top hat in his mouth, beating his strong wings as hard as he could to keep from plummeting to the earth bellow like the droplets that assaulted him.

“Accelerate!” She cried, causing the book at her house flip again to a page matching the spell she called out. A few of the parasprites were covered in a golden light, increasing their speed drastically. At the same moment the wings of the pony struggling to stay airborne finally gave out, making him fall down towards earth. It was close, very close, but thankfully the accelerate spell gave the parasprites enough speed to bunch under him and save him from just inches from the ground. They struggled to lift him, however, as he was much heavier than a little goat. So, Mimi casts one more spell which turned her magic from a blueish- purple to a magenta color. It made her wince a bit, but she did not let up.

“Oomph!” The parasprites were covered in an orange glow, giving them extra strength. They soon joined the rest of the group, allowing Mimi to see the pony face to face.

“Sketch! What are you doing all the way out here! It’s pouring!” she asked, allowing him to use her fore legs as a pillow to rest. He sighs, placing his hoof over his hat so he could talk.

“No shit? I had no idea!” He said, a bit annoyed. Mimi gave him a stern look, making him calm down.

“Look, I’m sorry. I was trying to get back to town before the downpour but the wind took my hat and I chased it all the way here. Next thing I know I’m getting pummeled by raindrops.” Hearing him out made her sigh, nuzzling him to comfort him.

“It’s just gonna get worse so… you can bunk at my place for tonight. Ya know, till the rain cools off.” Having said that the Parasprites fly the two back to Mimi’s treehouse, the insulate spell still protecting them from the weather. In her chest Mimi felt a strain, keeping the spell up, but thankfully it wasn’t for long as the accelerate spell was still in effect too. When they got there, the bugs dispersed back into their caves, leaving the two alone at Mimi’s door. Finally, she could release the spells, making her unintentionally let out a sigh of relief. Sketch raised an eyebrow, confused to which Mimi frantically responded, “I-I’m glad you’re okay. Let’s go in, I’ll make ya a sandwich!”

She was inside and off to the kitchen before Sketch could say anything in return. As she ran off he was left just standing there in Mimi’s little tree shack dripping wet.

“Umm thanks... Do you have towels?” He asked, opening one of his wings to let the water drop out faster. Thankfully, the floor of the shack seemed to instantly absorb any water so it wasn’t so big of a deal.

“Yeah, just check the bathroom. It’s right to the left.” She replied, simply shaking off the water herself which made her poof up, but she didn’t care much about it. It didn’t take her long to levitate things out of the fridge to make him a snack as he dried himself off.

Looking around he was fairly interested in what he saw. He had never been at Mimi’s house before since she doesn’t ever seem to invite anyone. But really it was kinda plain looking as far as treehouses go. The only thing that did catch his interest was an odd book floating up in the air on a pedestal against the wall. Getting closer to it he could hear light whispers coming from it, practically enticing him to come closer just to hear them.

Nothing they said made sense, it was just a bunch of random words that didn’t make sense. Coming closer he saw that it was open to a page that has a spell on it, a spell called Oomph. According to the book the spell raised the physical strength on someone as long as the spell is in effect. It was very interesting to him, seeing that a spell exists to make one stronger, so he allowed his curiosity to overcome him.

“What is this?” But before he can put a hoof on it the book slams shut, floating here for a second before flashing a red light in his face. It blinded him for a second, making him back off and rub his eyes. In his ears the whispers became clearer, finally making sense as they said to him...

“Surface desires are strong... but the hidden ones tell truths...”

When he finally got his senses back Mimi had finished making him a sandwich, stepping out of the kitchen with a plate.

“Sketch, your sandwich is ready!” She said, smiling. As he turned back to look at her he was a faint red glow around her. Everything was blurry except her, making him focus on her as she approached him. She almost moved in slow motion to him as her chest fluff bounced with each jumpy step.

It took Mimi a second to register his intense stare at her, making her blush a bit as she offered his sandwich to him. He didn’t take it however, he just stared at her.

“Aren’t you hungry? You did want a sandwich right?” she asked, trying to avoid his stare. It made her feel uncomfortable and a bit heated. In truth she always had a thing for Sketch, just the fiery red of his coat, the jet black of his mane, his strong, sturdy stallion body, not to mention his confidence/ego. What female wouldn’t have a thing for a pony such as him? But in her mind she wasn’t worth it.

She was just a goat, small, fluffy and plain. The only thing special about her was how strange she was and how defensive she tended to be. He approached her, causing her to step back a bit with her blush only growing deeper and deeper.

“Yeah, I am hungry but for something else.” The red light in his eyes finally vanished, leaving him as he normally would be. But he still had a heightened attraction towards the little goat, a powerful lust, a need for her and how it nibbled away at him. The book simply released the inner desire, what happened after this point was all just him acting upon that desire.

The desire also rested in Mimi but, being under the influence of the book for many years, had grown accustom to its powerful magic and, although the desire for a taste of this hunk stallion was always there, she never even allowed herself even the consideration to act upon it. However, right here right now the desire flared up higher than it ever has before. It made her feel sparks in her chest as he came closer to her. Soon, he had backed her into a wall, pinning her in place with a smirk upon his face. The Sandwich fell the ground, leaving Mimi empty hoofed and without means of escape. Her mind screamed for her to stop him, but the rest of her protested with a passion as she shivered.

“S-something else? S-sketch I mean I.... no.. just..” with every stutter her cheeks just turned her more into a cherry. Sketch found her antics adorable but he had no intention of playing.  So, he just went for it, giving her a kiss to silence her. Mimi’s eyes were wide, stunned by the sudden action. Her brain freaked out, making her turn completely red hoof to horn. It was just a short kiss, nothing special, just a taste of what she could have and boy did it work like a charm. Mimi’s brain raced a million miles a second, her thoughts bursting in only to be shoved out by the next one. But with the simple action of Sketch placing his hoof on her cheek instantly silenced those pesky thoughts. He kept smirking at her, giving her intense, seductive eyes that made her melt.

“What do you want to do? We can stop but... I don’t think you want to~”

The teasing in his voice, the intense, sexy stare, how it made he feel on fire. The husky deep tone in his voice was enough to make her shiver right there and then with need as there’s nothing she loved more than hearing the deep richness in a stallion’s voice. He had her hook line and sinker and it was bad. The need she hid for so long, the desire to have him, it was leaking out as she was losing control of herself.

“I want you Mimi, let’s have some fun.” He whispered in her ear, making the fur on her neck stand on end. That was it, checkmate. She still has an internal hesitation so all she could do was whisper back in a shaky voice.

“I... need you..”

That was all he needed, instantly he was all up in her space, making out with her. The two were all over each other with hooves touching everywhere that could be touched. They were chest to chest, lips locked in a war. It was all out on the table, all the passion, all the need, out there and free. In their frisky make out session they managed to make their way to Mimi’s couch where they continued on. Soon they had to part for a breath but Sketch kept at it by kissing and sucking on her neck.

Mimi sighed quietly, loving every second of feeling his warm, strong body close to her. It had been a long time since she ever allowed anyone this close to her and how she missed it. After a bit of fooling around she felt him poking at the inside of her leg and she knew exactly what that was. His boldness and forwardness helped to release the inner confidence Mimi kept hidden away from the world for so long.

She pushes him back, going down to his member which pulsed slightly before her. A predatory look spread across her face, giving him the look of a tiger. While this was her first experience ever physically touching a stallion she has done much... research. So, with a deep breath she begins her hunt. Slowly, she licks from the base, all the way to the tip where she circled her tongue. Suddenly, she flicks her tongue, making him twitch and let out a little grunt.

Just that grunt alone was enough to egg her on. She desired more sounds from him, more of his voice praising her ears. So, she wraps her lips around the tip, pulling them off again with a ‘pop’. She kept doing this over and over and over, building the anticipation in him to the point where he couldn’t stay silent. He moaned a bit, loud ones escaping his muzzle with each ‘pop’. She also kept her hooves busy, messing around with the sac as she continued to tease him. The sounds were an aria to her, a symphony that she craved as her reward.

Finally, after tempting him over and over with a prospect of sucking she finally gave him what he wanted. She lingered at the tip for a minute, giving it a light suck before going down. He was very large so she could only go about half way but still, with what she could get in her muzzle she sucked on hard. Her head bobbed up and down, again and again, using her hooves to pump the part she couldn’t get in her mouth. Soon, after a going at it for a while and hearing his moans grow with each go she felt him thrust forward. It completely caught her off guard but before she could react he did it again, placing his hooves behind her head and pumped harder until his body trembled and he released strings of warm seed. The instant Mimi was able to pull back she did, getting some on her face and her chest fur as she coughed from the sudden squirt.

Even through her coughs she still tried to be sexy for him, licking some of it off her face with her tongue.

“Mmmm... so hot...” Truthfully, it didn’t taste so good but she didn’t care. Her mind was fuzzing as she stared up at him with a needy look. His member was still propped up, pulsing more as it craved more action and more action it would soon receive.

“Lean over the arm rest~” Mimi nods, honoring his request by getting on the couch and place her body over the arm rest, her rump completely open to him and he did not dare waste a beat. He softly rubs his hoof against her heat, finding it to be very stick and ready already. Clearly she was turned on, inviting him in. But as she teased him he wished to return the favor and instead kept rubbing, opening it to see inside and make her squeal and blush.

“H-hey, don’t stare!” she said, covering her face as he leaned over her to mount her. Looking back she saw it, that sexy, alluring smirk that just raised her lust like crazy. Suddenly, he flips her, leaving her legs open and surprised as he prodded her. The sudden action made her let out a soft, long moan, her body trembling under him. He didn’t dare push it all in however, toying with the little goat. As he pulled back a string of her wetness connected to his tip, making him chuckle as he continued to prod her.

She was losing her mind, feeling her desire overcome all her sense as she whined. She attempted to have him push in by thrusting her hips up only to have him back up and smirk. He knew his tactics were working and he loved it, messing with her, but even he had a limit as his desire to just plunge into pleasure was overcoming. So he lowered down to her, whispering in her ear.

“Do you want it?~” And in response, without even a millisecond to think she cried out.

“Yes, yes I want it, I want you! Please!” She practically begged, her legs trembling from the overwhelming need. She’s never felt anything like this before and it drove her mad with desire. No longer did she fight it, instead she gave into it and allowed her desire to consume her. Sketch was the same.

His stallionhood positioned and her leg wide there was no going back as he plunged in, sliding it deep inside the goat’s body. He took it as far as he could, groaning a bit as she whined, gasping from the feeling of being filled.

It hurt, the pain was there and it was sharp but there was also a feeling of wanting more. She couldn’t explain it but her mind would not dare let the pain stop him as she moaned. He, on the other hoof, was in euphoria as he thrusted into her. Even so, he had concerned for his friend, hearing a light whimper from her. He placed a hoof on the side of her face, giving her a concerned look that reassured her.

“There... shh... are you okay?” He asked, having genuine concern in his voice for her. This made her make a soft bleat, blushing as her heart fluttered. It made her want him more, just because he was kind and worried for her. It was a feeling she lacked in her life.

“I’m o-okay.. go ahead...” she replied, placing her hoof over his. The pain was already numbing out, being replace by a fuzzy, itchy feeling instead. The moment he began to thrust again that itch was instantly replaced with a slight ticklish but pleasurable feeling.

The moment moans began to escape her lips he knew he was good to go, going deeper and deeper into her as he picked up speed. Soon he was pounding into her like an animal, going at her like she was the last. Her insides were tight around him, squeezing him with every go thus making him grunt with every plunge. Mimi was in pure bliss now, the pain now not even a faint memory as his large member filled her to the very brim. Each time she felt him slam against her it was like heaven to her.

She loved it deep and hard, feeling him grind up against her, it was like nothing she’s ever felt before in her entire life. Sketch’s body was sweating and his desire was growing to the point where he couldn’t hold himself back anymore. He grabbed her rump, moving it so that he could drill into her from above and drill away he did. The moment he repositioned himself Mimi’s moans turned to cries of pleasure. It was a good thing no pony else lived anywhere nearby because she wasn’t pulling any punches. He kept slamming into her, moving as fast as his rump and legs could allow him too.

He could feel it, he was closing in fast and so was she as her back arched. If before was heaven this was beyond even that as her insides began to grow tighter around him, squeezing him hard. Just before he released inside her he looked down at her, seeing her look up at him with a loving, pleasure-filled and sexy look. Seeing that added more red to his face, making him blush, as he pounded deep inside her and opened the flood gates.

Feeling his warm essence spray made Mimi’s mind go completely blank with the pleasure. Wave after wave of seed inside, her insides milked him for every drop he could possibly give as Mimi released one final cry, yelling out his name.

“A-aH! Sketch!”

Her voice echoed, her body tensing, as he continued to release in her as deep as he could until he had no more to give. He stayed that way for a while, looking down at her as she panted. Even now, after all this, she still looked as cute as she always did.

Slowly, he pulled out of her, allowing her rump to fall back onto the couch as he laid next to her. Mimi snuggled close, sighing in content as her body still rung with the after math.

“W-wow... that was amazing...” she said, nuzzling him. He just chuckled, petting her like he always did. At the time she didn’t mind much, she was tired now, so she fell asleep in his arms with a smile upon her face.

The next morning Mimi realized she had slept in and that Sketch was already gone. The sandwich from yesterday was already cleaned up and there was a lovely note he left for her which thanked her for the evening. Inside her she felt sore, a bit painful, as she limped over to her window to see the vibrant world back under Celestia’s sun.

One of the most beautiful things about rainy days is always the aftermath as the sunlight reflects off droplets now at home, glittering the landscape beautifully. With a soft sigh Mimi leans against the window sill, looking out to see Sketch flying out in the distance back to town. She said nothing however, just watching him vanish into the distance. Leaving her in the quiet she was familiar with... along with a smile.