Toxy

Tox rested his head on the bar, his chin propping him up to look at his shot glass, barely having enough enthusiasm to take the drink. Needing it however, the unicorn enveloped it in his magic and downed it. The drink somewhat filled him with a bit of needed warmth. Maybe one more wasn’t such a bad idea.

“Bartender, another drink please.” He said to the pony behind the bar, sliding ten bits to him.

“What’s got you down?” He asked, pouring another shot.

“A mare.” This seemed to grab his attention.

“Bad breakup? That sucks man.”

“It was pretty bad. I caught her in bed with another stallion.”

“Ooh, did you catch him?” The bartender handed the gray unicorn his drink.

“No, he got away.” Tox almost immediately gulped down the drink, “Maybe if I drink enough I’ll forget this even happened.” The bartender stroked his chin.

“You want something strong?” Tox nodded in response. The bartender levitated over an unmarked bottle and poured half a shot.

“Only half?”

“Trust me, that’s more than enough.” Tox shrugged and took the drink.

“Enjoy your night sir.”

Tox woke up the next day at 1:00pm with a splitting headache.

“What happened last night?” He found himself wondering. He couldn’t remember anything. Apparently that drink was as strong as the barpony said it would be. Tox sat up in his bed, only he didn’t. He sat up easily yes, but it wasn’t in his bed. He found himself lying under a navy blue blanket and on a matching sheet. This was not his. “Where am I?” Tox scanned the room for some kind of clue. It was difficult to piece anything together as the room was a total mess. The floor was littered with energy drink cans and burrito wrappers. Anything else on the floor was not easy to identify and Tox’s hangover would not allow his mind to pick everything apart.

He scanned the shelves on the wall and found a massive CD collection which was pretty impressive. There’s no way he’d be able to work out who’s room he was in, it was all too cluttered (except for the CDs which were very neatly organized and cleaned). Luckily, he would not have to guess at all. Somepony stepped into the doorway. It was a unicorn mare. Her coat was wet, suggesting she had just gotten out of the shower. Her electric blue mane stood out from the rest of her, but somehow also blended in. But the first thing he noticed was her crimson eyes. They were bright, fierce, and intimidating. She looked at Tox, well, it was more of a glare. She walked towards him. Tox couldn’t help but inspect the mare’s flank as she approached, her music note cutie mark bouncing as she moved.

“I see you finally decided to wake up.” She barked at him.

“Heh,” Tox laughed nervously, “yeah. Do you have an aspirin or something? My head is killing me.” The mare looked at him for a second before she sighed. Her horn glowed blue and she opened up a drawer on her nightstand and pulled out a bottle.

“Take one of these.” She said, levitating a pill from the bottle. “It should clear up your hangover.” Tox took the pill. It went down rather easily.

“So um, what exactly happened last night?” He asked nervously. The mare picked up on what he was saying and giggled.

“Don’t worry, we didn’t go that far.” Tox sighed in both relief and disappointment in himself for not hitting that. “Although you did eat me out. You seemed to very fond of the activity.”

“Oh, um. Well thanks for the pill, um...uh…” The mare snarked.

“It’s Vinyl Scratch, sweetie. And you’re welcome.” Her sweet smile faded and was replaced with something more sinister. “Now, are you ready?” Tox looked confused.

“Ready for what?” He questioned. In response, Vinyl’s horn glowed, and the blankets were pulled off him.

“Get up and follow me.” Speaking in a now demanding tone. This mare already had him intimidated with her very stare. Tox quickly scrambled off the bed as Vinyl walked out of the room. Tox followed close behind through a hallway which was decorated very well and even had certificates and pictures on the walls that could for sure tell Tox more about Vinyl. Unfortunately, he found himself looking at not the area around him, but once again at Vinyl’s rear. He couldn’t help it, the way it swayed in front of him as she walked has him mesmerized. Without even the slightest warning, the image which would surely be in his mind later was jerked from his view as Tox tripped on the first step of a staircase. Vinyl looked back at him.

“Are you okay there?” Tox rubbed his head where he landed. He gave a nod and got his hooves back underneath him. They once more continued walking.

After a couple more halls, Vinyl and Tox found themselves facing a door at the end of a hall. Vinyl looked pretty excited and looked at Tox.

“Are you ready?” She asked.

“For what?” Tox answered the same way he did the last time he received this question. In response, Vinyl pushed open the door.

The first thing Tox really saw was the blue carpet, it was the same shade as Vinyl’s mane. She stepped into the room and Tox followed. There was a bed in the room directly across from Tox. He looked around and saw a lot of odd things.

“Vinyl, what’s going on?” Tox asked, looking at all the sex toys decorating the walls of the room. Vinyl smirked as her horn glowed, shutting the door. Hanging on the door, Tox saw a framed piece of paper. It read “Written Agreement” at the top. Tox couldn’t make out the small text from where he was standing, but at the bottom, he saw two signatures. His sloppy, drunkenly written one, and Vinyl’s neat and elegant signature.

“Let’s just say you lost a bet.” Her sly grin grew bigger.

“W-what kind of bet?” Tox looked worried. This only made Vinyl grin wider.

“Don’t you remember? Last night when you said how you just don’t get hangovers. You seemed so confident in it that we made a bet.” She explained in a tone that was both a mix of condescension and amusement.

“And?”

“And now I own you for the next three days, silly.”

“What? There’s no way th-” Tox was interrupted.

“Did I give you permission to speak? You will only speak when I say you can. Now I have been planning this all night. So let’s start. I will ask you one more time. Are you ready?” She gave him a glare that left Tox trembling. He simply nodded. As soon as he agreed, a poof of smoke encased him. Once it cleared, Tox saw himself wearing a thin turquoise dress with an electric blue ribbon around the waist. He let out a shout of surprise. Vinyl let out a little giggle.

“Well well, it seems blue really is your color.” Vinyl walked slowly around Tox, inspecting every angle. She stopped behind him and pinched his rear, forcing a squeak out of Tox who had been holding his breath. “You have a really nice figure for this. Maybe your marefriend leaving you wasn’t such a bad thing.” Tox looked back at Vinyl.

“How did y-” Tox was interrupted by a swift smack to his rear delivered by Vinyl. Tox shouted out in surprise and pain.

“What did I say about speaking?” Tox seemed to shrink in his dress, he didn’t speak another word.

“Why am I letting her do this?” Tox thought to himself. “I’m just standing here and taking it.” As if she was reading his mind, Vinyl spoke.

“You seem to be loving this. How the dress feels on you, how I could give any command and you would surely comply. I can tell you love every second of this, don’t you?” Tox was not giving in yet, he shook his head to say no. His only response was another sly grin. Vinyl lifted up Tox’s dress to reveal a semi-erect cock.

“My filly will not lie to me.” She scowled him. “And also, this isn’t all of it, is it?” She poked at his cock, making Tox grunt a little bit. He shook his head again. Vinyl smirked, “Little itty-bitty Tox.” She teased, poking at it more. Tox’s face grew red, not by what Vinyl was doing or saying. But that it actually caused his dick to stand at full-attention. She clearly noticed. “Ooooh, you like that too? I think you’ll make a fine slut, little Toxy, don’t you think. You may respond.”

“Toxy?” Tox asked.

“Speaking rights over. Yes, Toxy. I think it’s a cute name, fitting for a cute little filly like yourself.” Vinyl slowly stroked Tox as she spoke. “A cute little slut who lets me do whatever I want to her. You can deny all you want, but your cute little boner says it all. You love it.”

“No I don’t” Tox thought to himself. “I’m not like that.” Tox’s thoughts were interrupted by the pleasurable sensations around his dick. He looked back and didn’t see Vinyl. It didn’t take a genius to work out where she was as he felt her working her mouth around his shaft. Tox moaned out in pleasure. Vinyl worked her way, slowly down to the base before going back up to the head. She kept going up and down, licking along the underside of his cock, tracing along the veins. Clearly Vinyl was no stranger to a penis. In almost no time at all, Tox had let out a final, pretty loud moan as he came.

In a few seconds, Vinyl popped up in front of him. She didn’t speak, but looked into Tox’s eyes once more, giving a look that screamed “kiss me”. At hist he planned to stand still, but then the look in Vinyl’s eyes changed. One that promised swift punishment. Something about Vinyl and the look in her eyes terrified Tox. Leaning in, he went for the kiss. Vinyl did the same and they met in the middle. Vinyl wrapped a hoof around around Tox’s head...and spit his load into his mouth. His eyes snapped open as his warm sticky mess filled his mouth. Vinyl laughed.

“Swallow.” She said firmly. Tox shook his head in refusal. She sighed and plugged Tox’s nose. He squirmed as this blocked out his air flow. Vinyl gave Tox a look that said “spit and I will kill you”. He squirmed a little more, before eventually giving in, and handing over his last remaining shred of dignity, swallowed. Vinyl let go and gave a cheery smile.

“Now was that so hard, Toxy?” She patted his cheek. “Keep that up and you’ll be a prize slut in no time. But first…” Vinyl approached one of the walls covered in sex toys. “You’re refusal merits a punishment.”