Author's Note
This honestly started off as a "2deep4u" story but quickly dissolved into something much better than what I had planned. Regardless, I hope you enjoyed it. I will probably never get over the fact I write horse porn, but whatever.
Chapter I
A flash of light, a blur of memories, or perhaps they are just thoughts? Sensations that can only be expressed as pure ecstasy or agonizing pain, it always seems to be a crossover between the two. Flaring nostrils, feeling as though flames are coursing through the two small holes, sending an electric shock directly to the skull. Multiple cracks, blood spilt and splinters of bones crashing onto the ground. Clouds encompass the flesh and leave a soft, comforting touch to the state of disbelief and sorrow that was left behind. The sky or the ground? You can't seem to remember, for you have forgone your vision and feeling for something else. An escape from reality, a way out from your monotonous life.
A heavy sigh escapes from your lips as the taste of copper coats your tastebuds and a familiar red liquid flows from the corners of your mouth. You lift a finger to wipe it away, but leave it be, allowing the stream of blood to stain your neck as it dribbles south. Another explosion, this one was much closer and you found yourself drawn to it like a moth lusting after a flame. Subconsciously, you stepped forward, the surface beneath your feet fleeting from your mind and being replaced by a white void. Curling your toes, you gasped as once more a loud sound reverberates inside of your ears. A cacophony of bells rang in the midday, signaling the end of all.
Bits and pieces of midnight blue flooded your vision as your fingers dug into your palms, and the blank expanse transformed into a beautiful night sky, bright stars littering the world and illuminating your way as they guided you towards the contorted shape. Time passed at a slow pace as you cocked your head, your muddled and scrambled mind desperately attempting to make sense of the situation, yet it never did. A whistling sound echoed in the suspended air as two large hands plummeted towards you, their fingers pointing at you as a raucous laugh flowed through the void. The words ‘Here’ and ‘There’ danced in the air, but everything else was incomprehensible and was background noise as the blue shape turned towards your direction.
As you grew closer to the flickering image, you halted for a split second as strings wrapped around your arms, trying to dangle you in the air like a wooden puppet. The sickening guffawing grew in volume as the gargantuan hands glided in the air, the strings connecting you to them lifting you into the air. A frantic display you shown as you sporadically convulsed your arms and legs to discard yourself away from the strings, the figure in the distance awaiting your arrival; and you wanted it so, to be away from this dimension of puppets and masters. Whispers and phrases resounded in the air like they were being repeated, the voice being a fusion of several voices, all of them sounding wickedly insane.
“Here, there. Here, there, everywhere! Everywhere but there, you find yourself, what a maddening situation!” The voice shouted as it devolved into a boisterous laugh, a large pair of scissors soaring through the air. It spread its blades and snipped the strings, allowing you to pursue the mysterious shape that desired your presence, if it sticking around in this realm is any indication. You grunted as you hit the ground harshly, your ankle spraining as you do so, resulting in an impediment on your walking. No matter, you meet this shape and request that it leaves the dimension, for its own sake. You have been here long enough, and you are starting to crack, the seams of your mind becoming undone as the masters stroke the power of your mind.
Your vision flickered and faded as the figure extended its deformed limbs out at its sides, similar to how one would request a hug. The masters must be entertained, at your desperate effort and at the poor being who dared separate itself from its own paradise to visit this twisted land. You are impressed by its courage, but it is but a mere fool. It obviously does not have the mental capability to grasp the cosmic power of the masters and their wicked plans and desires; the shape will become a measly puppet, such as yourself, and you will die before you allow another to succumb to the idle hands that call themselves your master. Centuries have passed and you have stayed here, hoping desperately to return home, but that is a fickle thought compared to what you find yourself wanting; love.
Approaching the figure, its mangled appearance seemed to reinstate itself and fragments of its form connected to it. Two large orbs, expressive and full of emotion, colored a cyan blue, stared into your own as its mouth formed; or should you say muzzle, considering its protrusion from its head. Large, fuzzy shapes grew out of the sides of its head, and swiveled towards the source of the booming laughter, the endless onslaught of mockery filling the void. A big stick formed on its forehead, and two feathery wings grew out of the sides of its barrel, same with two pairs of what appeared to be rounded hooves. You observed as the being created its form and then opened its mouth to speak, gazing into your eyes with a worried glint in its own.
“Who art thou, and what art thee doing in this abominable realm?” It, er, she spoke with an elegant accent and a voice that resembled music. It was a far cry from hearing your own youthful voice and the mocking tone of your masters. You thought of her question, and it was a simple one at that, but you couldn't seem to remember when you arrived here. Why, well, you desired something new and wanted the pain to be gone, so you shed your mortal shell and fled your home via the pull of a trigger, but it seems like it must have been botched if you being here is a sign. That or your idea of Hell is this place, in which you assumed correctly that killing yourself was a horrible idea. It seems as though you found a permanent solution to a temporary problem.
“I am,” You paused as you tried to remember your name, but nothing came bubbling up to the surface of your mind. Your identity and memories must have drowned at the bottomless ocean that is your mind, leaving behind a spoiled and rotten yoke that can only comprehend the most basic of thoughts. You were very young when you came to this place, but you can't even fathom the actual amount of time you've been here. Centuries is your usual answer, but seeing as that the concept of time doesn't exist here, it could be any amount of time. Minutes, hours, days, months, it could only have been a few years! Of course, you're are branching off of the topic.
You remembered a name a long time ago that you sometimes used to differentiate from your real identity and not reveal your true name. “I am Anonymous. Pleased to meet you~” You flourished with a slight bow after noticing the tiara lying on top of her head. Her ethereal mane that appeared like the night sky floated in the air, suspended but moving at the same time. It was confusing, if you say so yourself. “As for your second question… I do not know. It has been quite some time.” You lamented whilst glancing to the hands that clapped heartily at your words, their laughter rocking you to your core. You have grown used to their mocking and their deceit, but there was a time when you grew furious at their behaviour. You learned quickly not to defy your masters, and now their dialogue is just noise.
“We art Princess Luna, and we hast been observing you and this realm for many years, and we hast finally found a way to gain access to this dimension.” She paused to twist her head, watching as the large storm that drew closer and closer to you seemed to roar. “Thou hast been here for quite some time, no? Surely, you would desire to leave? We have the ability to do so, Anonymous.” You raised an eyebrow at her as her words sunk in, and for a moment you believed her until you recalled that there is no way out of here, you would have found it by now. So, you slapped your knee and laughed in her face, slightly angry at her for making such a joke. The masters guffawed even harder at your own and the hands twiddled and twirled at your display.
You wiped a tear as you let loose a sigh, noticing her expression of disbelief. “No offense, Princess, but there is no way out of here. It is impossible and I am mad that you would even make a joke like that!” You exclaimed, throwing your hands up into the air as you waved them around sporadically, motioning to the dead void around the both of you. She sighed before the thing atop her horn was surrounded by a blue aura and you found yourself frozen still, like a statue. Fear gripped your mind and you screamed as she turned around, forcing you to do so as well. No matter how hard you struggled, you couldn't break away from her grasp and you felt a primal fear as the pair of you stared at the storm that is quickly approaching. Oh God, the masters are going to punish you for this!
The storm roared loudly and the princess turned towards you, a look of determination on her face as she screamed over the harsh throwing of the wind and the cracks of lightning. “Through that storm is the way out, Anonymous, you just have to believe me!” You noticed that she forgone the royal ‘we’ and ‘us’, but that slipped your mind as you thought of what she said. Could it be true? A way out, away from your masters and this dreadful place? It sounds too good to be true, but really, what else do you have to lose? The masters already took your freedom and your life, but if this Luna is speaking the truth, you can regain all that you've lost. Maybe it's worth a shot, for your own sake? After all, it was time for something new, right?
“O-Okay, I-I-I’ll go with you!” You shouted over the storm, allowing the princess to hear your answer. Gulping nervously, you felt the foreign aura around your body dissipate and you were in control again. Curling your fingers and your toes, you clenched your hands into fists and a shaky sigh escaped from your mouth as the both of you stepped forward, the storm whipping at your skin and hair, a layer of dust forming on your shoulders as the beginning of the large hurricane passed by you. The princess extended her hoof and you gripped it tightly with your hand, fearing for your safety and what would happen to you if this doesn't work. The masters may play games, but not when it comes to their puppets. And the last time you checked, you are but a mere puppet before the mighty masters.
“Stand near to me, and stand tall! Be brave, Anonymous!” Luna yelled to me, her voice barely heard over the deafening sound of the inclement weather around you. Holding your other arm out, you raised it in front of you and covered your eyes as the storm progressed even further passed you, your clothes and hair flipping in the wind wildly. The raucous laughter of your masters reverberated in your ears as you saw large fingers pressed down into the middle of the storm, desperately trying to squash you and your companion out. Despite you wanting to turn back and return to your masters, you pushed onwards with the princess by your side. She might be lying, but even then, why would she come here just to lie in your face? No, it has to be true, and Luna has to be real! This will be all for naught if this happens to be another one of the master's teasing plans.
“Here, there, everywhere! Here, you found yourself, but there? There, perhaps you will find yourself.” The cacophony of voices declared, the fingers retreating from the storm as it passed by the both of you. Princess Luna quickly pulled you into an embrace and you complied as the two of you shut your eyes, allowing the storm to trek past. She whispered sweet nothings into your ears as the raucous laughter faded and the whipping of the storm flickered and ceased. Silence encompassed the both of you and for the first time in forever, you couldn't sense the presence of your masters and your sensations returned to you fully, but as quickly as they returned, they faded and you felt yourself falling asleep. Before sleep embraced you, you heard the princess say one more thing.
“Rest, Anonymous. You have deserved it.”
* * * * * *
You jolted awake from your sleep, your arm immediately clinging to your chest and clutching it as you broke into a cold sweat. Breathing heavily, you noticed the Sun beaming through the open window to the side of your bed and you sighed. Wiping away the sweat that accumulated on your forehead, you curled your fingers and punched the bed, grumbling. Another nightmare, another way of the masters haunting you, even when you've been here. Licking your lips, you took notice of the state of your dry mouth and you swallowed. Right, it's morning, maybe you should brush your teeth and get a drink? Hopefully, the kitchen isn't serving orange juice, that's the last thing you will drink after brushing your teeth.
Untangling yourself from your messy pile of blankets, you placed your feet on the ground and bent your toes, cracking them as well as your other joints. Satisfied at the feeling of not being stiff, you stood up to your full height, six-foot-two, and sighed as you shuffled to your own bathroom. Throwing the door open, you cursed at the bright light illuminating the room and you grew accustomed to it before going about your business… After flushing your toilet, you grabbed your trusty toothbrush and toothpaste, and turned the sink on, proceeding to clean your teeth. Personal hygiene is one of things you actually missed, there wasn't many showers in the master's realm, unfortunately.
Closing the bathroom door after finishing your daily routine, you glanced at your outfit and realized it isn't fit to see royalty. Ripping your nightly attire off, you threw on a nice pair of slacks and a plain T-shirt. Sadly, you don't have shoes, but at least you have the basic forms of luxury, so you'll take what you can get. Discarding the clothes onto the bed, you fixed your hair and you were set to take on another day! You approached the doorway leading out to where you live and clicked it open, gaining the attention of the two crystal guards standing there. Walking past them, you bid them good morning as you traipse through the grandiose halls of the palace on your way to the dining room. Breakfast is the most important of the day, after all!
You glanced at a certain guard and you stopped to say hello. “Hey Gleaming, how are you today?” You inquire as you stood in front of the mare. She smiled and lowered her spear, extending her hoof for you to bump with your fist. You returned the gesture and a connection was made.
Waving her hoof, she scoffed. “I’m bored. Tired. Horny. You know how it goes.” She said after looking at a passing maid. Now, it was odd to you but normal to everyone else, but the maids actually wore the whole french maid outfit and all. You remember blushing when you first saw one, but it was lost on anyone as to why. “Oh yeah, Happy Birthday! I almost forgot, too bad I left my gift with my virginity.” She declared with a triumphant smirk.
Crossing your arms, you raised an eyebrow at her. “So wait, that means that you still have my gift?” You tapped her on the head before walking away. “Thanks for the wishes, but you tried.” You said to the mare that you passed and you heard her musical laugh fill the halls as you continued your journey to the dinner room. You smacked your head as you realized that Gleaming wished you a happy birthday. That's right. How could you forget your own birthday?! You're what… Nineteen? Three hundred? Being stuck in the master's realm for what seemed centuries has scrambled up any concept of time you had. Why don't you just go with nineteen. Hell, not to toot your own horn, but you look young enough!
Soon enough, you arrived at the dining room, dinner room, whatever. Saying hello and good morning to the two ponies in front of it, you pushed the double doors open and strided inside, immediately being assaulted by several ponies wishing you a happy birthday. You thanked them and went to sit down, catching your adopted family's attention. To think; your parents once said you would be nothing, but look at you now! You live in a castle, an adoptive son to a prince and princess, brother to another princess, and you get to eat whatever you want. So, excusing your french, suck your nuts, Mom… You ponder what happened to your own family. Pushing that thought out of your head, you turn to your three family members.
“Happy Birthday, Anon!” The three of them exclaimed, giving you a quick hug over the table. They smiled as the four of you sat back down in your seats, chefs beginning to roll the carts of food over to where you're sat at and dishing it out. “You're what… Nineteen today? Is that right?” The pink princess asked, turning to look at you. You nodded as a silver platter loaded with food was placed down in front of you.
“Yup! The big one nine!” You repeated, gripping your fork and knife as you licked your lips at the sight bestowed before you. A thick stack of pancakes with a pool of syrup at the top that trickled down all of the sides, forming a puddle at the bottom of the plate. Oh, and a cup of… Orange juice was added to the table as well, but considering you don't feel like ruining your tastebuds, you didn't dare touch it. Before you could eat, however, the white alicorn sat across from you chuckled.
Flurry Heart, the fifth princess in this land of pastel colored ponies, waved a hoof at you as she dug into her own food. “Sho, whaff ar ya droing today?” You didn't comprehend what she said because of the immense amount of food she managed to shovel into her muzzle, but the white stallion known as Shining Armor came to the rescue.
“Swallow your food before talking, Flurry. She asked what are you doing today.” He informed, taking a small bite off of his fork. You chewed slowly as you wondered that yourself. What are you going to do today? It is your birthday, sure, but that just means you don't have to do any jobs today. So, probably a whole lot of nothing, most likely. Maybe read a book, take a walk around the Crystal Empire, or perhaps try your luck at the dating game? It's been awhile since you've had any form of contact besides a playful shove from Gleaming or an embrace from your family. You're only human, but considering your circumstances, that saying doesn't seem to work here. You're only a transdimensional monkey creature? It's a work in progress.
Gulping down your mouthful of pancake, you answered her question. “I don't know. I might just go take a walk or something.” Ever since you arrived here in Equestria with the help of Princess Luna, you liked taking walks. Maybe it helped that you could walk without giant hands threatening to tie you up with strings and dangle you around like a puppet every few seconds. Even now, here in the Crystal Empire, you and the blue princess still exchange letters every week or so. She was the sole reason you broke free from your masters and no matter how much you kiss her ass, you’ll never not feel like you owe her something. Gratitude, gratefulness, whatever you want to call it, you thank the princess whenever you can.
“That sounds nice. The city is always nice this time of year,” Cadence lamented, before adopting a sinister smirk. “And maybe you can find a cute mare.” You swallowed your food without choking and you stared at her, realizing that she tried to embarrass you. Nice try, but that won't work on you. So, without any hesitation, you replied to her attempted pestering.
“Maybe. I just hope you and Dad aren't too loud in your bedroom if I find one.” Luckily, that made the poor stallion choke on his own food, and his cheeks tinged a deep red. Cadence chuckled as she patted Shining’s back, calming him down. You and Cadence always try to one up each other, but since it's hard to embarrass you, you find yourself victorious most of the time.
“Anon, you are just insatiable! Well, if you take a walk, why don't you take Flurry with you,” Cadence suggested, pointing at the white alicorn greedily swallowing her pancakes. Flurry nodded as she finished her tower of pancakes, her utensils clattering onto her plate. “It's always nice to spend time with family on your birthday, after all.” The pink pony mentioned as she finally began eating her own food. You took your final bite and dropped your fork and knife, smiling in despite of yourself. It's not that you don't like spending time with Flurry, but you were kind of hoping to take the walk by yourself. You don't like being alone, but sometimes you need time to yourself. Oh well, you'll just wait.
“Y-Yeah, okay, sure! You ready, Flurry?” She smiled and nodded her head as you stood up, checking to make sure you didn't drop any syrup on your shirt. Satisfied that there wasn't any noticeable globs of the maple liquid, you pushed your chair in and started walking towards the door. Your would-be sister Flurry hopped out of her chair and pranced over to your side. You waved a hand goodbye to your parents. “Seeya’ Mom, seeya’ Dad!” You bid as they waved goodbye, the small alicorn following you through the double doors. They closed behind you and you sighed silently to yourself but quickly forced a content smile onto your face. It's just a walk with your sister, what could possibly go wrong?
Don't answer that.
* * * * * *
You sighed as you plopped down onto the cool, crisp grass and your back rested against the large tree on top of the hill you found yourself. Flurry came trotting up the hill, her tail swishing back and forth as she giggled at your exhausted state. “Oh come on, Anon, we only ran for ten minutes.” Ignore her, you ran for ten minutes, and you have two legs instead of four. Not to mention she is a horse, or pony, and she has four hooves that she practically stands on all day! You waved a hand at her dismissively as you panted, your heart threatening to burst out of her chest. It might be cold up here, sure, but that doesn't mean you can't get hot if try hard enough. You're a testament to that.
“That's easy for you to say, you have hooves. And you got four of them!” You sighed, wiping the sweat off of your forehead. You relished in the feeling of the blades of grass curling around your toes and you closed your eyes, basking in the feeling of having freedom. For so long, you had the masters laughing and mocking you just for speaking, and yet… Here, you have anything you could ever want. Hell, you would take being a homeless bum over being in that twisted realm. You're finally free, and with that sentiment in your mind, the tips of your mouth curled upwards into a wide, genuine smile. You're free, and happy.
Flurry plopped down next to you and sighed happily, tapping her hooves on the grass as she turned to you. “So, what do you want to next, birthday colt?” She questioned as you rubbed your chin. You glanced around you, taking in the beautiful scenery. A nice hill with a cherry tree hanging above you, cool and relaxing grass, you have your sister next to you, and the sky is blue with no signs of clouds! You were content with the present and happy with just sitting here, with your sister at your side and the Sun hovering above you. Patting the grass next to you, you looked to Flurry with a small smile.
“Why don't we just sit here? It's nice, it's peaceful, and I got a pretty mare next to me.” You said with a small smirk, causing the white alicorn to blush. You chuckled at the way blood rushed to her cute little cheeks and despite what you said, she scooted closer to you and rested her head on your chest. You wrapped an arm around her shoulder and pulled her closer, being cautious not to stab yourself with her horn. Once again, you sighed happily as you enjoyed the feeling of Flurry’s warm fur brushing across your skin and her wings fluttering at her sides. You remember when she was only fourteen, and her wings were too large for her body! Now she grew into them, and she is seventeen? That sounds about right.
“Hey, Anon, can I ask you a question?” She piped up, twisting her head to gaze into your eyes. You smirked and booped her on the nose with your finger, laughing at the way her muzzle scrunched up.
“You just did.” You joked, earning a playful punch to the chest. Chuckling at her reaction, you nodded and looked down at her. “Okay, yeah, sure. Shoot.” Flurry looked away at the massive castle that towered over the majority of the Crystal Empire. Funnily enough, you didn't want to live in the castle at once. But, Cadence and Shining assisted, and so you relented to their overwhelming words of confidence. It was after that they decided to adopt you, which was before you were considered an adult. Flurry was fourteen when you arrived here, so that made you sixteen. Although, in reality, you're most likely three hundred years old or something. Forget that, though, you are away from that place and you can start life anew!
“Do… Do you think I could ever find love? Like a.... Coltfriend, or something?” She asked softly, her bright and expressive eyes gazing into your smaller and less expressive beady eyes. You hummed as you thought about it. She was a princess, her father is a prince, and her mother is the princess of love. It doesn't really sound like it can be that difficult for her to find love, after all, she is pretty. Now, you will have a hard time finding someone to love you, considering you're a completely different species and most mares just want a stallion. Besides, aren't horses supposed to have penises the size of two rulers combined? Meh, off topic.
“Sure. You're a princess, your mother is the princess of love, and you're a cute mare. So yeah, I’m sure you'll find someone, you just gotta’ be patient.” You declared, pointing a finger at her. She blushed at your words as she twiddled her hooves around on the grass, avoiding eye contact with you. You subconsciously started petting her mane, twirling her pretty mane around your fingers. Ever since you arrived here, and you laid eyes on Flurry, you always liked her mane. It was unique, and different from most ponies’ manes. That, and the way her wings were larger than her body. She was unique, and you… No, those thoughts are inappropriate. She's practically your sister! What's that called again? Incest! Yes, it would be incest.
Flurry mustered up the courage to look you in the eyes again and she sighed. “What… If I told you, that I already have my eyes on somepony?” You cocked an eyebrow at her declaration and you whistled, gazing into her eyes as you poked her ear.
“Well, who is it, then? Wait… Is it that one guard that stands around your room? What's his name, hmm…” You thought before you snapped your fingers. “Dusk? Is that right?” You chuckled as she slocked you on the shoulder, eliciting a fake moan of pain to emanate from your mouth. “Okay, I deserve that.” Flurry giggled before she looked at the city, sighing listlessly as she dropped her head onto her hoof.
“No, he’s… Kind. Not in a creepy way, but genuinely nice, you know? He’s, exotic! Exotic as in different, not… Weird. Okay, maybe he’s a little weird, but not too much. It just seems like… He’s so far away, you know? I really like him and I don't know how to say, what I want to say… Ugh.” You remained silent as she talked, and you pondered what she said. Exotic? Maybe a Gryphon? You saw a few of them before when they came to talk about politics and other things you really don't care much for, but apparently one of them must have caught the young princess’s heart. Good for her, at least she has her mind made up, that's more than you can say for yourself.
“What I think, is… You should just, talk to the guy, I mean… Just put the words out there and see how he reacts… You can't knock it until you try, right?” You suggested, fiddling your hands around in her maze of a mane, watching the strands of hair curl and twist around her fingers. Her mane was silky smooth, and you relished in the feeling. “Besides, just my personal opinion, if you want something,” You started with an open hand in the air. “Just… Take it.” You finished by closing your hand like a predator biting its prey. Flurry nodded at your words before she pressed her hoof to her chest, and extended it as she exhaled. Then, out of absolutely nowhere, she leaned upwards and pressed her lips against your own.
Your eyes widened as you took in what is currently transpiring. Your adoptive sister… Is kissing you. Sister… Kissing, you. You didn't know what to do you, and considering your mind is in full damage control and as a result, is completely and utterly fucking useless, you wrapped your hands around her neck and put your own force into it. Why not, right? Why. Not. Kiss your sister in full daylight and under a big tree on a very nice hill, okay, this is romantic as shit! Perhaps if you just close your eyes, maybe you can pretend it's somebody else? Yeah, see, boss, that ain't gonna’ work, lemme’ tell you why; it's your sister. That, and she has a very distinguished scent. You're on your own. No, don't you leave me alone here! You need an adult.
And just like that, she pulled away and you could breath again. You darted your eyes around frantically before finally laying your eyes on the beaming mare. “Wha- What? Me?! You picked me, to fall in love with?” You stood up and started pacing around, practically ripping hair off of your scalp. “Oh God, Oh God, Jesus Christ in a hand basket… What if Mom and Dad find out? Oh boy, I’ll really have it then! Lord-y Lord-y, I’m dead! I’m dead! You have… Killed me, Flurry. I am fucking dead!” Flurry flew up and locked lips with you once again, and she placed her hoof behind your head to stop you from walking away. You stumbled back and eventually fell from the force and weight behind her pounce. Landing on the ground harshly, you laid on your back as the young alicorn landed on top of your fallen body.
She replaced her lips with a hoof and she leaned forward. “You talk too much,” You tried to say ‘I don't talk too much’, but it only came out as pathetic whimper. Her right hoof started tracing circles on your chest and you glared at her hoof. “I love you, Anon. I have since I met you. You're just so… Imperfectly perfect! You say all the right things while saying all the wrong things, but… I know what you're thinking.” Nodding furiously at her sentiment, she shook her head before moving her hoof down south. “Buuuuuut, we aren't blood-related… Are we? And I know how lonely you've been…” She purred as you nodded slowly at her words. She is technically right, you aren't blood-related. And you are lonely. Maybe… If you just kept it a secret?
“So, do you want me to help you, or no?” She questioned slowly, her hoof hovering over your crotch. You aren't blood-related, therefore it's not incest! So yes, please. You nodded at her words and she smiled seductively, the corners of her lips pointing upwards into a predatory grin. A cyan blue aura surrounded her white horn and you found your pants being ripped off of you, thrown to the side like they're nothing more than trash. Flurry crawled lower and lower until she came face-to-face with the massive tent in your underwear. Instead of taking them off, she dragged her broad tongue across the length of it and the sensation sent a cold shiver down your spine. She chuckled before continuing.
Biting the band of your underwear, she pulled them down with the strength of her teeth before sliding them off of your legs completely. Your member sprung to life and erected to its full height, an impressive eight inches. Genetics, perhaps, but you know it's probably no match for a stallion. But it seemed to interest Flurry, because she ogled at it before giving it a tentative lick on the head. You gritted your teeth as she started lapping up the pooling pre-cum, humming at the assumed salty taste… No, you don't know what your own cum tastes like, don't ask. It was throbbing so hard it hurt. The young princess seemed to pick up on that, as she wrapped her lips around the gland, swirling her tongue around the tip.
Soon enough, she began bobbing her head up and down in your lap, her muzzle engulfing your shaft. You grabbed a handful of grass and squeezed it as pure ecstasy encompassed your nether regions. Flurry moaned around your manhood, her hoof kneading your swollen balls, rubbing them gently as she curled her tongue around your slick rod. A familiar, but rare, pressure started building up in your groin, threatening to burst at any moment. But, just when you were about to go over the edge, the young alicorn pulled all off of your penis with a pop, a thin strand of saliva connecting her lips with your length. You groaned at her teasing as she giggled, poking at it as she looked at you with half-lidded eyes.
“I have a little different in mind~” She purred as she stood up, turning around so she faced away from you. Her bushy tail swished back and forth until it raised upwards, revealing her pristine honeypot. Juices dribbled down her hind legs and it winked at you, her swollen lips wet as can be. She twisted her head to look at you. “Anon, please… I want you. So please, be a gentlecolt and buck me!” She ordered, her voice raising in volume. You grinned sheepishly and nodded nervously as you positioned your member to enter her virgin passage. You glanced to her one more time for confirmation, you didn't want to hurt her. “I’ll be fine… Just do it.” You gulped and with your tip prodding at her entrance, you pushed your way inside.
She gasped and you stopped to make sure she's alright. “K-Keep going.” Gripping her flanks with your hands, you allowed her tight vagina to swallow your member more and more until you felt resistance against your gland. “I-I’m ready… I’m ready. Please.” Despite your better judgement yelling at you to stop, you forced your way through her hymen and she gasped in pain, gritting her teeth and tears of anguish threatened to streak down your face. You noticed a small stream of blood cascading down your manhood and you felt like stopping to check on her. “I-I-I’m fine, you idiot! Just… Let me do it.” Keeping your mouth shut, you watched as Flurry repositioned herself to better assist her.
Sighing shakily, the pony rose up until just your tip remained inside of her, then she slowly lowered herself back down again, letting out a little cute squeak as my member once again found sanctuary inside of her. Flurry did this a few more times until she became accustomed to the feeling, and then she started picking up her speed. This whole time your hands were exploring her flank and rubbing her cutie-marks, her walls tightly constricting around your manhood, milking it for all it's worth. She bounced up and down on your shaft, moaning loudly as her wings shuffled at her sides. You felt the pressure building up again and hopefully she won’t stop you from releasing this time. God knows you can use the relief.
“F-Flurry… I-I’m about to,” You managed to say before you squeezed her fleeks hard as your member twitched inside of her tight canal. An almost endless torrent of spunk erupted inside of her and covered her walls white as you achieved your orgasm, shuddering as you felt sweet, sweet release. That must have been enough for her, because her legs convulsed, her marehood gushing juices onto your used shaft. Globs of cum seeped out in between your cock and trickled down the length of it, gathering into a small puddle on your groin. She collapsed on top of you as she panted wildly, her body still shaking slightly. You placed a hand on her side. “H-Hey, you alright?” You asked, and she laughed at your question.
“I-I’m better than alright… Celestia, I just… There's no words to describe, that.” She murmured, a soft gasp escaping from her mouth as she pulled off of your now flaccid penis, it slapping onto your belly as she retracted herself. Turning around, you saw her beautiful orbs and she plopped down next to you, planting a small kiss on your cheek as she laid next to you. “Just… Don't leave me, okay? I love you, and despite our situation… We’ll find a way, alright?” She whispered next to you, her exhaustion showing in her voice. You pulled her into an embrace as you stared into the distance at the Crystal Empire, in all of its glory. The Sun glowed and beamed down on the two of you, leaves gliding to the ground around you and your company.
Here. There. Everywhere. They're all fine.
As long as you have Flurry Heart by your side; no master will call you his puppet.
“I love you, too.”
The End
