2nd Person

What colt doesn't go out to a bar on his eighteenth birthday in celebration of his maturity? According to all of your friends, none have ever passed up the opportunity. So, rather than a quiet night in with family, you are convinced to perform the world-renowned ritual of leaving your colthood behind, and embracing your stallionhood by way of testing your alcoholic tolerance.

Whilst meeting a mare during this test was not uncommon, so you were told, meeting one interested in one as young and inexperienced as you however, was. A beautiful pegasus mare, her coat a pale blue, her eyes a burning red, her voice street-wise and enchanting, she seemed to captivate you in every meaning of the word. While it may have been a good idea to return her interest, it was a naive one to take her advice on how much a pony could drink in a single sitting.

If you were honest with yourself, though, was it truly such a bad thing if it earned you a home-invitation from the mare named Delta Vee?

Cover Art (And Original Character) provided by Shinodage, the great and powerful!

Story written as a gift for my great friend, Pusspuss. Enjoy it, you little bugger...
Trigger Warning: But there was no key...