Button's Manehatten Minute

Shaliscry

Button swallowed hard as he stayed put in front of the whore. He had to admit that, after his initial shock, she was fairly beautiful, even with her predatory, green eyes. Not only that, but after being flashed, and now seeing… her, he wasn’t ready to be seen in public. Not that he knew whether he was ready or not for a pony like this.

He swallowed hard, his hands covering his crotch in a futile attempt to cover his growing stiffy, and couldn’t meet her eyes as he whispered, “W-what do you mean?”

Shaliscry smiled, her eyes glowing for a moment, before she brushed some of her hair away from her horn, and leaned in. Now her large bosom was only centimeters from the Button, and he could smell the slightest bit of lilac. She then placed a hand on his cheek, and said, “what I mean, is that if you like what you see, I’d be happy to share with you.”

Button let out small cry, his head continuing its descent to complete shut down. The jolt from her grabbing his hand actually helped, and for a moment, he pulled away. Shaliscry simply hummed, and place both her hands on his arm, before looking him in the eye. “Come now, are you really that afraid of me?”

He swallowed, his body trembling as he bit into his cheek. “W-well, it’s not so much that I’m afraid of you. Maybe intimidated? I haven’t ever done anything like this, and I don’t know if paid for is how I want that moment to be.”

Shaliscry beamed at that, before she darted in, and pecked Button on the cheek. She then moved over, her breath hot against his ear as her chest pressed against his arm. “Please, don’t assume such things. Yes, I am what most would call a slut, but I am no whore. I merely like this sort of thing, and with a cute boy like you, so afraid… it’s just about the best I could wish for.”

Button’s face was bright red at this point, and he worried for a moment that he might pass out as one of her hands ran along his thigh. It never crossed to between them though, much to his pleasure. He still wasn’t certain after all. “I don’t know.”

The black unicorn slowly turned his eyes to look at hers, her smile continuing to shine, as well as her horn. Looking into those deep, green eyes beckoned him to relax, and he could feel some of his stiffness fade. Shaliscry came even closer, her lips only maybe an inch from his. “May I get my adorable gentleman’s name?”

Button swallowed hard, but he knew her name, and what was the harm in letting her know his? Besides, she was the one almost undressed. “M-my name is Button Mash.”

She nodded, filing the name away. “Well Button, why don’t I give you a taste, and,” she didn’t bother to finish. She’d done this to many times to think she even needed to. Instead, she merely leaned in, and pushed her lips to his. His were soft, and extremely dry, probably from how nervous he was, which only made him cuter!

A french kiss wasn’t all she had in store though. A professional like her could afford to give a little bit more, and so she slipped her soft, smooth hand underneath Button’s slacks. He jumped a little bit, but was too preoccupied with how her tongue, scent, and simply everything overwhelmed him. So much so that when she touched his member, he only jumped a little, which was less dramatic than the deep moan he let out.

Her hand was unlike anything Button had felt before. Sure, his own sessions had led to plenty of experimentation to try to be better than his own, but now that another actually touched his hard, throbbing cock, it was almost euphoric. And she moved slowly, almost painfully so, as it only teased him. His hips twitched, trying to push against her hand. When he did so, she pulled it out, and left his lips.

She left their spit to hang between them for a moment while her eyelids lowered. Shaliscry then lifted the hand that had been between Button’s legs just a minute before, and sucked on one finger. All the while, having Button in almost a trance as he stared at her.

Perfect.

“So, Button, would you like a bit more? Because my body is completely open for your enjoyment.”

Button swallowed hard, his voice refusing to work. His eyes could though, and they drifted to her bosom as a green tinge touched the edge of his eyes. They were so large, and all that covered them were four pieces of tape. Tentatively, he lifted one hand, and pinched at the edge of one. With one pull, both pieces came off.

Shaliscry let out a small yelp at the sudden pull, but didn’t miss a beat as she lifted a hand to the now revealed nipple, and massaged it. “Oooh, Button, that hurt. Do you think you can kiss it and make it feel better?”

Button was pretty sure that his head was about to catch on fire, but didn’t even try to push the embarrassment away. It wasn’t enough to stop the momentum they’d gained, and so he leaned into her chest. When he went to kiss it though, he found himself yawning, only now realizing how tired he was. Was it due to the stimulation?

He didn’t get much time to think about it though, as Shaliscry put a hand on the back of his head, and pulled him in. Her warm, tender flesh pressed against his lips, while her hard, erect nipple pressed against his tongue. Despite just being under tape, as his tongue poked and prodded it, he couldn’t deny that it tasted and felt amazing.

As he suckled her sweet bosom, he felt a bit more friction than normal down below. He didn’t dare take his lips away from her breast though, just in case he wasn’t allowed back onto.. Or, couldn’t, as he could feel his limbs growing heavier with each passing moment.

Shaliscry smiled as she lifted her leg again, her knee running itself along that giant shaft of the colt’s. It was rather impressive, though not nearly as surprising now, as she had first met the girth with her hand. Now she gave it the proper amount of pressure it deserved, and while she moaned from the gentle suckling of her teat, Button groaned.

He wanted to hold back. It felt good enough that, even if it began to hurt from how stiff he got, he would have been happy to have just stayed here. Keeping it back though as his eyelids tried to slip down was so hard. Button didn’t want to go to bed. Didn’t want to be tired. He just… just…

Shaliscry cooed slightly as she saw a large, dark stain appear on the pants, and ran her free hand through his hair, just before she found her hands needing to clutch the sides of his skull to keep him from falling. He didn’t deserve that.

Instead, the changeling queen helped him to lay down behind the dumpster in the valley, before leaning down, and giving the quickly chilled lips a quick peck. If Chrysalis was honest, this wasn’t her favorite part of her job, and only resorted to it in times of desperation. If it weren’t for the fact that she was still growing hive after Canterlot, she may have let the colt live.

But as it was, one pony’s life was worth far less than her hive’s, and she left the still, smiling body there, shifting to a new disguise once she was alone once more.

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