Bumbling through my Education

Chapter 4: Household Name

Talking with Amethyst had really helped. Bumble felt better since he figured that nopony knew that it was his stallionhood that had been molded. It had relaxed him enough that Amethyst had himself had settled into a game of Orges and Oubliettes. It felt quite a bit like it back before Amethyst had started to the University. She was playing her favorite character, the dark Unicorn Sorceress Deadly Nightshade, and he was playing a newer character he had created. It was an Earth Pony thief named Quick Hooves.

Amethyst looked at his stats and then looked at her little brother, “So, his charisma points are maxed out.”

He sheepishly looked at her, “Yeah, I was creating him and Button suggest that I just go ahead and max those points out.”

She grinned and rolled her eyes, “Uh huh, So the fact that he can basically talk any character into taking off their clothes and jumping into the sack with him was completely unintentional.”

He blushed furiously and looked toward the floor, “Y..Yeah.”

She laughed and touched his shoulder, “Little bro, chill. It’s okay. I’m just messing with you. So, are we doing a brand new journey, or picking up an old one?”

He grinned, pulled out a small notebook, and opened it to the newest quest he’d worked on before starting the university. He handed it to her and Amethyst looked at it, whistled, and then looked at him, “Wow, that’s some serious thought. So, we’re questing to find a kingdom lost to time, one possibly older than unification, and it only appears once every two hundreds for a single day. On top of that, the evil Wizard Skullbeard has the entire kingdom cursed. Once he’s defeated it will stop disappearing, and instead it will become a permanent fixture. Okay, let's do this. Want me to be the game master?”

He nodded, and she smiled, “Okay, both Deadly Nightshade and Quick Hooves find themselves in a small tavern located in the primarily Earth Pony town of Shifting Sands. Deadly Nightshade has been in town since the night before, having arrived to refill her bit purse with the promise of the possibility of adventure. Quick Hooves had arrived later than she, meeting with the local Thieves Guild in order to check and see if there was any treasure that would be worth looting,” she looked at the map he’d drawn, “Both were disappointed because neither of their contacts had anything worth their time. Instead they find themselves in this tavern, drinking ale, and sitting near each other. In the distance a traveling Minotaur curses the tavern owner for cheating him out of his hard earned bits. A fight starts.”

Bumble looked at the map, “Ummm… I decide to sneak toward the Minotaur, and check to see if he has anything worth stopping this over.”

Amethyst grinned, “Okay, he’s a mid level enemy, so you’ll have to roll at least a seven to sneak upon him without being seen.”

Bumble rolled the die, and watched as it hit the small table in the dorm room he shared with Whet. the die bounced a couple of times before finally it stopped on an eight. He breathed out a sigh of relief.

“You’re able to successful sneak over to the minotaur. At this moment things are progressing to the point of violence. With his attention completely on the tavern owner you’re able to detect if he has anything of value.”

Bumble thinks for a moment, “I want to pick his pockets.”

She looked at him, “He’s enraged, anypony close to him could be hurt, to successful pick his pockets you’ve got to roll at least a twelve.”

He rolled again, and landed on a ten.

“Oooo, the Minotaur discovered that you were there, and not only that your hand is in his pocket. He drops the tavern owner, and his attention completely turns on you.”

Bumble considered his options for a moment, “I want to charm him.”

She looked bewildered, “Are you sure?”

He nodded, “I am. I want to use my charisma on him.”

“He’s ready to hurt you, to possibly mortally wound your character. With his character so enraged you’re going to need an eighteen or higher in order to stop the attack,” she said as she looked at him, “Are you sure you want to do that?”

He nodded, rolled, and the die landed on a nineteen.

“You manage to talk the Minotaur down, but as luck would have it, he’s bisexual and has taken your advances quite literally,” she grinned as he began to squirm, “As such he offers to buy you a drink.”

Bumble looked at her, “Seriously?”

She laughed, “Hey, you’re the one with the maxed out charisma points!”

He sighed, “I decide to take him up on the offer, but at the same time I try to find a way of sneaking off while he’s not paying attention. So, I do a check for shadows when his attention is diverted.”

Amethyst grinned at him, “Okay, the tavern owner, who is grateful to you for saving him, has brought over the drinks. The Minotaur is slightly distracted while grabbing a mug of ale. If you roll a nineteen or he’s going to notice that you’re trying to leave.”

He glared balefully at her, rolled, and as luck would have it he landed on a twenty.

“You manage to sneak off while his attention is on his ale. However, Deadly Nightshade had witnessed that you also managed to sneak off with his bit purse, and a scroll. She follows you out of the tavern.”

He smiled at her, and she suddenly felt a little weird, “Okay, I want to use my charisma on Deadly Nightshade.”

“Bro fun’s fun and everything, but maybe…” she sighed, “You really want to do it?”

He nodded, “I do.”

She looked at her stats, “Deadly Nightshade is a level sixteen sorceress, she’s got several illusion breaking and anti enthrall wards woven into her cloak.”

“Not using magic.” he replied in a sign song voice.

“You’re going to have to roll a fifteen. Just that. Nothing more, nothing less.”

He took the die, rolled it, not expecting it to actually land on the fifteen, knowing that he was doing this to just mess back with her, but it did. Somehow it landed on the fifteen.

“Oh, Ummm… I didn’t really think that would happen…”

He looked at her and she sighed, “Me neither… You’re able to charm her, she’s practically eating out of your hand… I feel a little weird doing this. I mean I know that it’s just characters, but… It’s kind of like if we were… you know?”

He nodded, “Yeah… Say, want to stop?”

She nodded, “Yeah, so everything okay?”

He looked at the wall, “I guess, I mean I’m still kind of embarrassed about it, but like you said nopony is going to really know that it was me, so I guess that it’s not a big deal, right?”

She touched his shoulder, making him look at her, “No, it’s not a big deal. Bumble, stuff happens, and you found a way to pay for your school, your books. I’m glad that you didn’t lose your scholarship, but at least now when it comes in you basically more back than you planned.”

He nodded. She was right about that. He was going to get far more back now than he planned, and that was pretty nice. Plus he’d only had a mold made.

“Thanks for coming over and talking.”

She grinned and hugged him, “You’re welcome dork. Say… I know it’s kind of weird to ask, but mind if I crash here. I’m not sure if Sonar is done, and I really don’t want to be listening to her and her marefriend enjoy each other all night. I get enough of that at work.”

He nodded, “Although I don’t think that you want Whet’s bed.”

She smiled, “Nope, you’re just going to have to share. Don’t worry, I’ll let you sleep against the wall.”

He sighed, yawned, and realized how late it was and how tired he was. He put the game away, cleared what books that were on his bed, off, and crawled in toward the wall. Amethyst crawled in after he did, and he wrapped his arm around her waist to keep her from falling off. She shuffled a little, trying to get comfortable, and then she felt it. The last time she’d really seen Bumble nude had been when he was about seven years old. After that he started getting really self conscious about how he looked. So she had no idea how much he grown. It was soft, but she felt it, and damn was it huge!

She didn’t say anything, after all she didn’t want to make him more uncomfortable, but at same time she couldn’t help but to shimmy her hips. She felt it slightly twitch, just the barest beginning of stirring to life, and she held her breath. Mom didn’t know, but she’d dated a bit while she was up here. One of her flings, a Pegasus recruit that was about her age, had been the most hung she’d ever seen, or felt. Bumble had inches on him. Actual inches and not just a little bit.

She closed her eyes. Trying to think of anything that wasn’t sexy, anything that wouldn’t make her wetter than she already was. The last thing she needed was to get all hot and bothered only to not be able to do anything about it. She felt his arm around her, the way she was against him, and she wondered if when he finally found his special somepony would they be sleeping like this.

She tittered at the thought, but she did keep it low, not wanting to make him wake up. Whoever became his special somepony was certainly going to be very happy. There was no doubt about that at all. She thought about it for a moment and instantly she decided that she would have to tease her new sister-in-law a little. She almost hoped it was somepony from Bumble’s old class from Ponyville. It’d be all kinds of fun to tease Twist, Applebloom, Sweetie Belle, Scootaloo, Silver Spoon, or Diamond Tiara about this. She wouldn’t really want to wish Diamond Tiara on him, but seeing her as his wife, watching her walk bowlegged, and then giving her a good teasing about it would be so fun. Finally her eyes closed, she drifted off to sleep, and let the land of dreams take her.

Hours had passed, and slowly Amethyst began to stir. She felt something, thick, proud, and hard pressed against her rump. Looking around she didn’t recognise the room, and in her hazy sleep addled mind she believed that she must had went home with one of the stallions from the club. He was certainly big, but she didn’t know why the pleasant, but familiar, ache wasn’t there to tell her about the wonderful night of rutting that must have happened.

She felt her panties still on, and she felt that the wonderful cock that was pressed against her was being withstrained by some fabric, most likely pants. Her horn lit up, she felt her panties move to the side, her tail lifting and she started to shift.

“Morning.”

She froze. It was Bumble! She was in Bumble’s dorm room, in his bed, and she was about to… Oh Sweet Celestia!

“M...Morning, heh, how are you doing little bro?”

She hoped that he didn’t hear her embarrassment. Instead she felt him squeeze her tighter, just like they had done when they lived back home. Being the foals of a huggie Pegasus meant that you learned what those hugs ment. This was Bumble telling her that he loved her, was glad that she came over to be with him, and that she was welcomed here all in the same expression. She also felt his cock practically knocking at her tailhole. She was silently thankful that she realized who he was, stopped herself, and didn’t get his clothes off.

“Want to get some breakfast?”

She smiled, but the shook her head, “Sorry, I can’t. I’ve got classes today, and I’ve got to go change, make sure that Sonar and her marefriend didn’t mess up my bed, and then head to class. Raincheck?”

“Sure,” he said as he gave her one last tight hug, “Thanks for talking sis. I feel better.”

“No problem, anytime you need to talk.. You know, Bumble, I know that I used to give you a lot of grief, but seriously, have you thought about asking somepony out?”

She turned to look at him, and his golden eyes were looking down, not at her, but just down, “I don’t know how to talk to mares.”

She shook her head, “Could have fooled me.”

He rolled his eyes, “That’s different. You’re my sister. Around other mares… I… I don’t know what to say, and when I do try to talk it comes out all funny, so it’s just easier not to, you know?”

It was her time to roll her eyes, “Seriously? Bumble, mom would be so upset if she thought that you weren’t even going to try. And besides, the worse a mare, or filly, can do is say no. It’s not like they’re going to eat you. And there’s a lot of mares at this school, some really pretty ones.”

He looked at her, “Well, there was one that brought me my mail. She invited me to Hinny of the Hills.”

“Was she charcoal gray, mint green eyes, black mane and tail, and an Earth Pony?”

He nodded, “That’s her, I didn’t get her name.”

“I’m not surprised,” she giggled, “That’s Honeypot. She’s a sweet filly, a little too driven, but really sweet. You could do a lot worse. So, go out with her.”

He looked unsure, “What...What if I goof up? You know, what if I say the wrong thing, or act like a complete and total geek?”

She touched his shoulder reassuringly, kissed his cheek and smiled, “Bumble, you are a geek, and a dork, but that’s part of your charm. Just be you. If Honeypot doesn’t like it then you’ll know, and the two of you might be able to be friends at least.”

She got up, but as she did she realized too late that her panties were still pulled over. She looked back at Bumble. His eyes were wide, his mouth hanging open and he quickly looked away, “Sorry! Sorry! I didn’t meant to look!”

She rolled her eyes again. She, and Dinky as far she knew, weren’t nearly as reserved as Bumble was, but then their father, Silent Victory, was pretty much the same. She kind of wondered exactly how it was her mother managed to get her father nude, get on him, and have him put not one, but three different foals into her. She smiled at the memories of her father.

Silent was a good stallion, and he loved her and Bumble with all of his heart. She knew that he would have loved Dinky too, but Bumble loved her, and so in a way it was like he loved her. She bent down toward him, “Little bro, you’re going to make somepony very happy, but you can’t do that if you don’t get over your hangups. Trust me, what you’ve got there is more than enough to make any mare happy.”

“Sis!”

She smiled at him, “I gotta go. Please, go on your date with Honeypot, talk with her, get to know her, if she offers rut her brains out,” she saw him looking embarrassed, “Trust me, the both of you need it. Later little bro.”

With that she opened the door, looked at an Unicorn she’d met a while back, and currently there was a Lunar Pegasus holding onto him. The Lunar Pegasus looked at her, and she grinned a toothy grin that showed off her fangs, “Ya dunnae say that there’d be a cute bit of fun in ‘re.”

Amethyst felt the soft hand of the Lunar Pegasus touch her. She was fit, obviously a cadet for Luna’s guards, and she was lovely. Her purple mane looked bed tossed, her dark gray coat glistened with sweat, and she could tell that these two had already fooled around quite a bit. She needed to leave, to go to class, but she was also ignoring the fact that she had an itch that developed when she didn’t realize that she was in Bumble’s room.

“Comeon, I’ll ya a good time, make ya cry out like a wee filly that just discovered what it’s like ta rub one out in the bathroom.”

Amethyst heard something behind her.

“That’s my sister you’re talking to,” the voice came almost in a growl.

“She’s a big lass, and she can do what she wants…” the mare said as she looked past her at Bumble, “HOLY SHITE!”

She pulled away from the other Unicorn, moved past her, and toward Bumble.

“Laddy, ya got the biggest single cock I’ve ever seen… how do ya feel ‘bout gettin’ piss drunk goin’ back to me room, and shaggin the living piss right outta me?”

Bumble stumbled backward, his eyes darting around, “Ummm, Well… That is…”

She reached out, touching his chin, and then one of her hands dropped down, feeling the beast that resided between his legs. She purred as she leaned in, “Oh laddie, the things I could do fer ya, the things I could do to ya…”

Bumble felt trapped, really trapped, and he wasn’t sure what he was going to do. The mare practically ready to undress him and shag him at this moment yawned. And she staggered for a moment. Before she could fall Bumble caught her in a magical field. He laid her on Whet’s bed, and then he looked at his roommate.

“Sorry, we shagged a bit last night, I thought that you’d be gone,” Whet yawned, “Sorry, she had to get piss drunk before we could do a thing. I think she’s still drunk off her ass. Mind if we let her sleep it off in here?”

Bumble got up, grabbed a few books and nodded, “Sure, I… I’ve got things to do anyway.”

Whet grinned, “Thanks mate,” and then he looked at Amethyst, “Wait just a tick I remember you! Yeah, we met at the club!”

Whet suddenly found himself in a magical field. The mare in question narrowed her eyes at him, “And what else, exactly?”

He grinned, “And I thought that you were a nice mare. Maybe you could let me down?”

She let go of him, smiled at Bumble, and then she walked on out. Whet waited until she was well down the hall before he turned to Bumble, “Your sister is a right force of nature, and damned if that isn’t sexy.”

Bumble shook his head, grinned, and left Whet alone with the mare he brought home.

Heading out Bumble considered the fact that this was a Friday. He had no classes, no lectures, no place he had to be. All he really had was time to explore. Or that’s what he thought he did until he saw a charcoal gray Earth Pony mare. He knew her, Amethyst had said her name was Honeypot, and she had asked him out. He walked toward where she was, and noticed that she looked like she was working, and failing, hard on a project.

“Ummm… Is…” he took a breath, “Is everything okay?”

She turned toward him, and he could see the wetness of her mint green eyes. She was crying and below her he could see the problem. It was an incomplete golem. What had happened was simple enough. Being an Earth Pony she didn’t have magic, but he guessed that she was good at potions. For the most part a potion could do what a spell could, and it was theorized that the right combinations of potions could even activate a golem and allow the potion master the ability to give it demands.

Her golem was mostly made of clay and wood, something that was fairly common, but he could see that the spell matrix she was trying to create with her potions was incomplete. He sensed that it was missing part of the come to life spell needed to finish it.

“I… I just don’t know what when wrong, but it won’t activate. I mixed everything together right, I know I did!”

He rested a hand on her shoulder, and looked at her potions. She had everything here. There was actually everything she’d need to complete the spell. He wasn’t a potion master himself, but he read the chapter over it in his Golem’s 101 book.

“What about the come to life part?”

She looked at him, then at the golem, and then back to him, “You can sense that right?” she asked as she dug through her ingredients, “I mean you can sense what’s missing?”

He nodded, “I can.”

She took a few of her ingredients, mixed them, and poured them over the golem. For a moment nothing happened, and then its head began to move. She breathed out a sigh of relief and looked at it.

“Golem, you are to obey my commands.”

It stood, unmoving, and she looked confused.

“What’s wrong with it?” she asked as she thumbed through her book, “Oh! I didn’t give it a command! Well I did, but I didn’t give it one for action. Golem, I order you to walk over to my friend here.”

The golem turned, and it began to stiffly walk toward Bumble. He noticed that all of the spells were working correctly, but she had layered them in such a way that the golem would be stiff and rigid when it performed. It was enough to get a passing grade, but not enough to really show off what she could do. He looked at her, seeing her hopeful expression, and he smiled.

“Ever made a golem before?”

She shook her head, “Nope, first time. I think I did okay, but is there something wrong?”

He grinned, “Not really, but it’s moving a little stiffly. If you want we can work on getting its actions to move a little more fluidly and life like.”

She nodded, and before he could say a word she grabbed her golem from the picnic table it had been on, and then grabbed his hand. She led him toward the golem and automaton lab. Once inside she closed the door, locked it, and they walked toward a table. Pulling on his own experiences with his medical golems he began to describe how the spell matrix should work, explaining that usually for really complex golems the best idea was to use a core with spell crystals running all of the spells that would power and program the golem. Since her golem seemed to be something a might simpler just layering the spell matrix a little tighter would accomplish the needed more lifely movement.

After a little studying she mixed a final potion, poured it on the golem, and then she looked at it again, “Golem, walk to the edge of the table.”

This time it walked easily toward the end, seemingly moving with the ease of any pony that ever lived. Bumble nickered happily before he was caught in a kiss. It was happy, excited, and then he felt it deepening. He froze, unsure of what to do, what was going on, and then he felt her hands reaching down to his own. She pulled them up from his sides, and she rested them on her hips. She broke the kiss for a second.

“Thank you.”

“Ummm… You’re.. .you’re welcome?”

She looked at him a little confused, “Are you a colt cuddler?”

He shook his head no, “No, I like mares… I just… I…”

She grinned and kissed him again, “You get shy right? You were fine a bit ago.”

“That was because of the golem. We were working on it… I… Oh Celestia… you’re beautiful.”

She kissed him again, “See, you know how to talk to a mare,” she went back to kissing him, her hands moving down his sides until she got to his hips. She moved toward the front and felt the huge cock she’d noticed before. He was adorkable, sweet, and by Luna’s sweet tits she wanted him.

He wasn’t the kind of stallion you rutted and then left behind. No, he was the kind that you made want you. He was the kind that you kept safe, protected, and that you gave foals too. She wasn’t ready for foals, but she was certainly ready to find her real special somepony. She unbuttoned his pants, glad that he wasn’t wearing the school’s required robes for classes. And she pushed his pants down along with his boxers.

She felt it spring up and slap against her stomach. She could see that he seemed nervious and she broke the kiss.

“We don’t have to, if you don’t want to, but… I like you.”

He blushed and looked at the ground, “I… I like you too.”

She stepped back, pulling off her robe, and revealing that she wasn’t wearing anything under it. She then went to her knees. Before he could say a word she began to kiss the tip of his cock. Her tongue swirled around it a bit before she began to take him into her mouth. Oh Celestia it stretched her mouth quite a bit to fit it in there. She felt his hands, moving, finding the back of her head, and she wanted to giggle. He was acting on his own, he wanted this, and she wanted to do it. She took him up to her throat, but she didn’t try to deepthroat him. She was sure he wouldn’t fit.

She stopped, got up, and leaned against the table, “Be gentle.”

He stepped up, his mind working on autopilot, and he put his hands on her cutiemarks, cutiemarks that were of a potion bottle and a book. He didn’t notice how close her cutie mark resembled his own. How his was a wand over a book, but what he did notice was the wetness from her. He pushed forward, his cock slowly entering into the inferno, and his eyes widened. He’d never felt anything like that before in his life.

Honeypot grunted as she felt him entering her. Dear Sweet Luna it was like she was being split in half! His hands were on her hips, pulling her toward him, and then his inexperience showed as he pushed forward without giving her time to adjust. Her eyes widened and she let out a deep moan. She felt him still moving into her, second after second he was pushing forward, making her pussy stretch wider than it ever had. Finally he she felt him reach her cervix, but he was still moving forward.

“B..Bumble...Oh Celestia… Be…” she started as he pulled back and then thrust forward, “AYEEE!!!!!!”

It was fast, and he was jack hammering her like she’d never known. She felt the build up, the pent up frustration, and then she felt him explode. It’d lasted a couple of minutes, and he seemed done. She felt a little disappointed, or did until he leaned down, “Again?”

She nodded, and felt him moving again. She expected another couple of minutes, instead she got about an hour. When he finished she was on the table, her eyes wide, unfocused, and looking at the ceiling of the lab. They’d left the table for the floor, and right now she knew she was leaking out all over the floor. He’d pumped her so full of his sweet sperm that she felt her womb bulging. She giggled, if she’d been in heat there was no doubt that she’d be with foal.

“Wow…” he said.

She tittered, “Yeah, wow… Just so you know, you’re my coltfriend now.”

She moved toward him and cuddled against his side.

Author's Note

(AN: And thus, it begins! )