Anon’s Mare Problems
by sIDsleeper

Chapter 1. - “Mare Problems”

Anon was strolling through the market of Ponyville, stopping here and there to buy this and that. By the time he stopped at a stall to grab some pasta, he was already carrying two paper bags full of all kinds of foodstuff.

The mare behind the stall looked at his bags and smiled.

“Wow, that is some appetite you’ve got there, Anon!”

“Haha, it’s not all for me. I’m going over to Sweet Lily for dinner. I’m bored out of my mind, and decided that some company would help. Some cooking would keep me occupied for the afternoon. Lily told me the other day, that she got a wicked horror movie from her sister in Manehattan, and I thought we could watch it this evening. You know how she is. Can’t handle anything scarier than a foal in an eyepatch.”

Noodle Chop shifted uncomfortably behind her stall, looking Anon up and down.

“Uhm...are you sure it would be wise to visit Lily today?”

“I haven’t seen her all week. I planned this as kind of a surprise, and since I know she took off a couple days from work, I thought today would be the perfect chance.”

“I-I, I don’t mean to put my hoof into your soup Anon, but I think she would like to be alone for some days.”

Noodle motioned for Anon to come closer.

“She has mare problems.” she said conspiratorially.

“Oh. Really? I didn’t think she was like that.”

“Oh yeah, she is.” said Noodle, glad that Anon understood it.

“Well, I’m cool with that, and it’s all the more reason to go. A good spaghetti helps with every problem.”

Noodle blushed like a ripe apple.

“Hmm, if you’re sure. I warned you. Now, how can I help you?”

“How could I make a good spaghetti without the best noodles in town?” Anon asked with a wink.

“If I didn’t know you’re on your way to Lily, I’d be thinking you’re flirting with me.” laughed Noodle.

Anon just smiled, but didn’t say anything.

“Here you go, tall guy. Three bits, please.”

“Oh, make it two packs, please...I do have a big appetite.”

“Oookay, two packs, that’s six bits.”

“Thanks, and thank you for the heads up about Lily too. See you later Choppy.”

When Anon arrived at Lily’s door, he used his foot to knock on the door. After a few seconds, the door opened, and Lily stood there. She looked surprised to see Anon. Her eyes were dilated as she took in his form, and her mouth was hanging open.

“Hey, Lily! Ugh, what is that smell!?”

The stench of sweat and some kind of sweet incense hit him like a train when the door opened.

He pushed past Lily into the small house, heading for the kitchen to put his stuff down.

“A little bird told me about your mare problems, and I know that shit can be hard, but you really shouldn’t let yourself go like this.” he called back from the kitchen.

Anon went to open the windows to let in some fresh air into the house.

Lily was still standing in the door dumbfounded, her fur and mane disheveled, and her tail twitching nervously.

When Anon turned back to the mare, he saw that she was a mess.

“Wow, you look terrible.”

He went back and closed the door behind her, before he lowered himself to be eye level with her.

“Is it that bad?” he asked seriously.

Lily just nodded.

Anon suddenly hugged the mare.

“There, there. I’m here to help now.”

Anon felt how tense Lily was. The smell of sweat and that weird, sweet odour clung to her fur, but she felt an entirely different smell. One that drove her wild, and got her core fired even more so, now that she had a target. He was about to tell her to go take a shower while he started on dinner, when he felt her shifting her weight forward, pushing him back.

“Whoa, Lily!” he called out as he fell backwards onto the floor.

Lily kept staring at him, a wicked smile forming on her mouth.

“Lily, you’re growling?” he asked as he heard the sound emanating from the throat of the mare.

“Lily, you’re growling!” the surprise on his face was evident.

She took a step forward. Anon knew something was off, and his instincts bid him to flee.

Never before did he feel intimidated by a pony, but now he felt like prey.

“Oh, shit.”

As he got to his feet running, Lily was on his heels. She bit down on the edge of his trousers, planting her hooves for leverage.

Anon found himself lying on the floor again, face first this time. As he looked back at Lily, he saw that she was tearing the end of the pants, dragging his foot back.

He practically flew out of his favourite pants, leaving it to its fate, cutting his losses.

Lily was distracted with the pants for a few seconds, biting it first, then taking a deep whiff of the garments, while Anon looked for an escape route, but the only exit was blocked by the maddened mare.

When she abandoned the trousers and looked up, she caught Anon’s eyes. He was staring at the door behind her. She looked back at the door, then back at Anon. Her smile was unnerving. She turned slowly and locked the door, meanwhile flashing Anon with her backside. She took the key from the door, dropped it on the floor so Anon could see it, then with a quick motion, she broke it into pieces.

Anon gulped audibly.

She started to slowly walk towards him. Anon turned and ran up the stairs to the nearest room that had a door on it. Lily galloped after him. He jumped into the room, and shut the door just in time to evade Lily, and he leant on the door for support.

It was Lily’s bedroom.

“Fuck.”

There was no way out of there, save the one he just came in. The windows were way too small for him to fit through, and Lily was on the other side of the door.

He decided his only chance was to talk his way out of this mess.

He was about to say something, when Lily knocked on the door a couple times.

“Hell no!” he called out.

A series of knocks came from the door.

“I know what I said, but I wasn’t really thinking of this kind of help. Look, I know losing a marefriend sucks, but that doesn’t mean you have to throw yourself at the first thing that has a pulse, and I thought you were into mares.”

Another series of knocks could be heard.

“What do you mean, you’re not a fillyfooler!? But Noodle said you were...having...mare problems. Oh fuck, so that’s what she meant.”

Anon heard some scratching against the door, followed by more knocks.

“Okay, okay. Hmmm. Can’t...can’t I just get you off or something.”

A single knock.

“Yeah, I though so.”

Anon was thinking hard on how to solve this problem. Lily needed a good, old fashioned dicking. He really liked her, and wanted to help her, but he wasn’t about to screw their friendship up, literally.

His thinking was interrupted by a long sequence of knocks, ending with three distinct, hard thumps on the door.

“No, no, no. Don’t kick it in.”

Anon sighed deeply.

“Aaargh. Fuck! I know I’m going to regret this.”

He took a step back, and reluctantly opened the door for the needy mare.

Author's Note

Kill me, please! n___n