Falling for Ponies - Secret Agent Man

Day 50

Another day, another exuberant amount of cash going into your account. High risk, high reward after all. Good thing too, as you have seven girls to take care of. You open your door to find your seven gorgeous girls... Okay, six gorgeous girls and one fluffy female animal that you have strange feelings about... Strange feelings haven't stopped you from ploughing her every day though.

Anyway, you find your girls waiting for you, and as has become the norm, you're soon being showered with love and affection. Sometimes you take the lead, sometimes they do. Sometimes you give as good as you get, and sometimes you just lounge back and bask in the feeling of seven cuties nuzzling and kissing and rubbing all over you. Right now is lounging time.

You let out a deep sigh of relaxation. Any bad day is instantly improved by them.

"I love you all... So much..."

Fluttershy snuggles extra close to your chest and kisses along your jawline.

"We love you too... My nigger."

.....Wut?

"Fluttershy!" An outraged Twilight speaks up.

Well good, at least it's not just you that finds that statement to be seriously out of place.

"NiggER, with a hard e r is for when you're attempting to make a new friend, nigga with an a is for a loved one."

...Wut?

"Oh sorry Twilight, sorry Anon..." Shys' soft lips kiss slowly at yours, and her dazzling eyes sparkle as she gazes so lovingly up to you. "I love you, my nigga."

"Wut?"

Rarity titters, and stops her suckling of the fingers of your left hand, having been gently taking them into her mouth one at a time and lavishing them with her attention.

"Surprised darling? We've been looking up more about human vernacular. We wish to be the perfect mares for you. It's a little troublesome accessing all of the information, but I believe we used the term correctly did we not?"

Right, you guess some stuff must have managed to slip through the child friendly locks you placed on your laptop. You look down to six eager faces, and one face nuzzled into your lap, taking in your essence with each breath. You don't want to disappoint them do you? They're only doing this for your benefit after all. And what's the harm? It is pretty funny, and you could always lessen their usage of it whenever you wanted.

"Yep, perfect Rarity... Thank you so much."

You smile and lean down to give her alabaster lips a gentle smooch. She giggles more than titters this time, a blush coming to her face.

"And thank you, my nigga."

You can't help but crack a grin as you lightly scratch behind her ear, making her shiver against your touch. But alas, all good things must come to an end, and so you have to leave for work.

No death defying feats of strength, bravery, smarts, or madness today against some unfathomable beast though. Instead you're going back to basics and tangling with a bunch of ordinary humans in a secretive clan, looking to sell on some magical creatures for a high price. When you first heard of the mission you were hoping it was going to be a Man-Bear-Pig. Half man, half bear, half pig. You've never seen one before, and considering all that you've fought and lived through as the top field agent, that's saying something.

But no, you'll be rescuing a couple of ponies again. The glory of catching a Man-Bear-Pig will have to wait.

You and a small hand picked team head down to the place, all decked out in the usual gear for a raid. You crack your neck by moving your head side to side, pose dramatically in the nearest reflective surface, admire your gains, and then focus on the task ahead of you. You press the button on the device on your belt, and count to three.

Your foot collides with the door in front of you, this time the lock not only breaking, but the entire door coming off the hinges. It flys forwards to slam into a guy, knocking him over, the door forming an extra crack along the middle of it from the impact. Well, if that doesn't get peoples attention nothing will. Still, best to follow procedure.

"Hands in the air! Mythical Legends Police!" You roar out as the others in your team come tearing through their own access points.

Looks like things will be easy this time as the guys give up without any real confrontation. Shame, but you suppose a door exploding into someones face would take the fight out of most people.

You allow the regular procedures to take place while keeping a grip on your gun in case anything suddenly goes haywire. But nope, this was all nice and straight forward. You look towards the ponies, or you would, except before being able to see them, you'll have to uncover the cages they're held in. Holstering your Glock you head over to the cages, uncovering them one by one, letting the tarps that were on them fall to the floor.

You look between the two ponies, noting that one of them has a black eye, a cut lower lip, and seems to have had a good fistful of feathers pulled off from a wing. You feel slightly bad for also reflexively noting that they're only cosmetic injuries, so aren't a big deal. They'll be fine after a short while. Looking between the two you also wonder why one is in pristine condition, completely unharmed.

"Feckless worm! Thou art worth less than the dirt on our shoes thee subpony ape! Thee don't frighten us thee simian pig dog, go and boileth thy bottom, thee son of a silly person. We bloweth our nose at thee and fart in thy general direction. Thy mother wast a hamster, and thy father smelt, of elderberries!"

Well... You can probably guess why now. Still, you can't exactly blame her, you wouldn't play nice if you were caged up and sold to people. You're surprised the two have been left with those trinkets decorating them, though you're not sure if they actually belong to the ponies, or if the sellers tried making them seem more special for a higher price.

The two actually do seem pretty special just by themselves though, what with being taller than the other ponies you've seen. One is around three foot ten inches, and the other around four foot eight inches.

Oh, and of course the giant ethereal manes floating around them that twinkle and shimmer. Probably should have noticed that first.

"You don't have to worry okay?" You begin, gently. "I'm Anon, Captain of this squad. I'm not like the people you've been held captive by, and I'm not going to hurt you, I promise. I'm going to let you out now okay? Please stay calm."

You give a reassuring smile as you attempt to treat them as the sentient beings they are. You unlock the first cage to allow the taller white one to exit it, the pony immediately stepping out and stretching from being in the cramped space, mane and tail flowing more freely as well, billowing outwards. You do the same with the dark blue one, and she immediately charges forwards, head tilted down, trying to skewer you with her; thankfully, bless the Lord, blunt horn.

It still hurts like crazy though as the hard horn tip, being pushed by the full weight of the charging pony, hits right in the middle of your limp dick... You double over instantly while your legs buckle, falling back. With the ultimate fear in your heart, the fear for the safety of your manhood, your hand instantly whips back to grab for your gun to shoot this bitch. This bitch who's been in captivity and treated like an object and beat on since her idyllic home and entire way of life was destroyed, ready to be sold to who knows who to do who knows what to her....

Your current plight doesn't seem so bad in comparison... Plus you'll end up with a mountain of paper work if you kill her.

Your hand moves further back to grip your tazer instead, whipping it out and firing it at her. The two tiny darts land right between her eyes.

All of this happens in a fraction of time, as your back then hits the floor. She meanwhile is spasming, uncontrollably hitting the floor as well and shaking, before finally coming to rest with the occasional twitch.

You grip your manhood and weakly, shudderingly stand back up, legs crooked as you desperately hope you can't feel any blood seeping through your pants. The white one is panicking over the twitching dark blue one as Cassie approaches.

"Ouch Anon, you may end up becoming more womanly than your 'girl'friend."

You cringe at the thought of losing your dick, and that you're still thought to be dating the Director's gay.... Son? You shake the thoughts from your head while attempting to stand up straighter.

"Whatever... Have any of the environmental sanctuaries opened up more space for these two to fit in?"

She immediately answers with "No. Only the isolation chambers are left."

"Ah hell... What about that clearing that the baby eating sasquatch lives in with the cloud people? He's been alive for like a hundred and forty years and not a single other one of his kind has been found. If he's the last one what's the point, can't we just kill him and give the space to these two?" You ask hopefully, still holding onto your poor, hurting dick.

"It eats berries, and mushrooms. And no."

Hell... Well, you don't think you could manage with another two ponies around, especially one that might try killing you while you're asleep... Screw it, they'll just have to tough it out for a while. It's not your problem, there's only so much goodness in you, and hey, you spend most your life stopping monsters from killing people, and saving endangered creatures... You do enough. You are not going to feel guilty about this, you have done more than enough just by saving them from sexual slavery or scientific experiments, or whatever their fate would be if you hadn't intervened.

You walk away, definitely not feeling guilty, knowing you've already done your part and made a difference, and allow others to take over to bring the two to a different facility.

"A-are you okay Luna?"

"We... I'm...... Fine... Celestia.."

"W-we'll be okay Luna, I'll protect you..."

Shiet.

Shiiiieeeeeeeet.

You turn around to look at the two.

Shiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeet.

You hobble back towards them.

"Celestia. Luna. Luna and Celestia. These ponies I know, they've said your names before... Quite a bit actually..." You let out a deep sigh. "You are so lucky that they know you, because otherwise you'd be getting split up and housed in small monitoring chambers.... You tried to kill my dick.... My DICK."

You emphasise to get the point across. I mean, it's your dick after all, that's personal.

"So don't make me regret this but, I'm taking the two of you back to my home, that's inside one of these big facilities. If you try and escape for the outside world you will be captured and taken away to different cramped locations at best, or killed by security and automated defenses at worst. But you'll have no reason to okay? It's safe, it's a nice home, you'll be together, and I'll try and keep you comfortable and not bored, alright?"

You try and smile reassuringly once again, the effect lessened by wincing due to the pain you're still experiencing.

Luna scowls at you while Celestia is cradling her. The far more pleasant one gives her a look, placating her at least for now, before answering for the both of them.

"We accept your generosity, thank you." Is the simple reply.

Great... Let's get back home.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You, one of the silent men in black, and Cassie, are in your van, slightly squashed and rubbing together, with her driving back to the facility, while you hold an ice pack to your groin, sat in the middle. You still haven't checked it out yet, partly in fear of what you'll find. The two bigger than normal ponies are leashed and collared, held in the back of the van.

"What do you mean I might not be allowed to keep them?"

"I mean exactly what I said."

That doesn't clarify anything! God damnit, if you might not be allowed to take them then why the hell did she just stand there while you promised to look after them and got their hopes up?

Luckily Cassie decides not to leave you hanging with just that scrap of information.

"Look, I shouldn't be telling you this... But some concerns have been raised. Since the pony kissing incident; which was obviously Jenkins way of trying to hide his own disgusting perversions..."

Thank God he didn't have a camera on him when he caught you.

"...And with you having been looking after them for so long, the higher ups feel like a review of the situation needs to be taken, by interviewing the six of them. Don't worry, it won't be too gruelling, I'll be one of the interviewers after all."

You let out a sigh as the entire side of her body, including thigh and breast, jostles and rubs against you as she pulls the van up just outside the compound. The three of you, with a little help from Cassie as you're limping slightly, take Celestia and Luna to Jenkins old office. You let them know that it probably won't be until morning before they can settle into their new home. Luckily there's a couch in the office, and while the two of them are bigger than the others, they're still fairly small ponies. The suit stays behind as you and Cassie both leave, once again with a bit of help from her, bodies leaning against each other. The two of you come to a stop outside your door, another man waiting.

Looks like.... Trayvon? Tyrone? Something like that, will be helping with the interviews. You're fairly certain you only know a grand total of four peoples names who work here. The three of you head inside, with you hoping beyond hope that your girls haven't set up something romantic.

Thankfully, everything seems to be normal. You let out a relieved breath before speaking.

"Hey girls, these guys here just want to talk to you for a bit, find out how you're settling in, make sure everything's okay, alright?"

You were totally worrying over nothing, this will go nice and smoothly, no panic attacks necessary. Dash trots towards the three of you, looking to the newcomers, deciding to greet the dude first.

"Sup nigga?"

Oh no.

"Oh wait, sorry. Sup niggER."

She beams a bright proud smile over using what she deems to be the correct vernacular, as the three of you stand still in absolute shock... Well at least that's as horrifically bad as this is going to get...

Rarity sniffs at the air, leaning forwards, before her eyes fly open in rage as she leaps over the back of the couch towards the three of you. She lands and throws an accusatory hoof out towards Cassie.

"WHORE!"

Day 51

You hobble on through into your home, letting out one long, deep breath, your entire body sagging. Well... That went about as well as it could have...

The interviews were fine, surprisingly. Your girls aren't dumb enough to start regaling other humans with tales of your romantic and sexual exploits with them. And when their living conditions were looked over, you were happy to discover that Twilight had the foresight to have made that giant laminated erotic painting of you in the bathroom, double sided. So all the inspectors saw was a painting of a lake and a boat.

There were concerns over what exactly you were teaching them about this world however, particularly vocal concerns by... Tupac? You still don't know his name.

And so you had to smooth things over with, of course, the Director's gay twink.... Fuck it, you're just going to call him a girl, seems less gay with how far you went this time. Thankfully and ever so luckily, due to the horrible bruising along your shaft things didn't escalate too far. You admit, you did kind of enjoy him.... Her, pampering your cock with kisses and caresses, leaving lipgloss marks along it, carefully washing it and your balls with petite soapy hands, and nuzzling against it...

Christ, you're not even sure if letting him, her, practically worship your body and manhood for the rest of the evening and most of the night is as wrong as full on fucking both sentient, and animalistic ponies.

One's pretty gay, one's full on bestiality. Your moral compass has been so warped... Still, it felt good.

But now, you've got some real good news for the girls, as behind you, trotting in, are Celestia and Luna, both now under your care.

"Hey girls, look who I managed to fin-"

"Princess!" Twilight shouts, before bounding on over and gleefully hugging the white one.

Princess?

The others, including a curious Sugar Kisses, come over to embrace the two new arrivals, nuzzling and hugging, talking excitedly, Luna being referred to as a Princess as well.

"Hold on, is that just a nickname they have, or are they actual, real Princesses?" You ask as Twilight blushes.

"They are, and, well actually, I'm a Princess as well."

You've... You've been banging a Princess? Awesome... And you suppose the trinkets these two are wearing make an awful lot more sense now.

You allow the girls to talk by themselves while you make some food for the lot of them, including the two new arrivals. Best to try and win them over early, especially Luna. You seriously don't want to wake up hovering over your own body, to the sight of your material self having been killed.

Once was enough.

After a short while you return with trays of food for them, as well as yourself. You're content to let them enjoy their time reuniting rather than trying to insert yourself into their excited conversations and tearful hugs.

You smile at the sight, before frowning slightly, hating that they have to be in such a situation in the first place. But what else could you do? You're already doing all you can, you're just one man, and an influx of an entire society of magical creatures with nowhere to go is a little above you.

Putting aside the thought, as well as your now empty plate and glass, you instead prepare for a day of lighter work due to your injury.

"Girls?"

You lean down to them to say goodbye, giving each one a tender hug and soft kiss, and receiving as much in return.

You notice Celestia's look of shock, and Luna's visage of utter contempt. Oh boy, you hope that wasn't a mistake...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The chords of muscle in your legs tremble slightly as you stride down the hallway. You're pretty tired after constant trekking through the forest, searching for little rock men.

Currently without a real classification, they're about the size of a gallon jug, and are shaped and coloured like small boulders. They have 'moss' growing over them, actually their spindly arms and legs that they can wrap around their own bodies while hiding. Very slow moving and wary, it's very difficult to actually find the camouflaged creatures....

Which is why you're coming back empty handed after checking rock, after rock, after rock, after rock, for hours and hours on end. Of course you had no idea if that forest even had any of the little guys roaming around, but hey, if your bosses want to pay you to walk around a forest, taking in the sights and fresh air, then who are you to argue?

As you unlock and open the door to your home, you hear the girls talking for just a fraction of a second, before all becomes deathly quiet. As you enter and close the door behind you, you arch an eyebrow, looking over your nine roommates.

Luna is failing to stop herself from glaring at you, Celestia is pretending that her hooves are the most interesting things in the world... Five of your girls are simply trying to avoid your eye and acting as nonchalant as possible, Dash overdoing it and almost falling off the couch as she pretends to be oh so relaxed, while Sugar Kisses simply looks off into the distance...

And then there's Applejack.

A few droplets of sweat are running down her forehead. A hoof is trembling. Her face is scrunched up a little, as if she were biting her tongue.

Oh God, Luna has bewitched them and they're all planning to kill you aren't they?

"Appleja-"

"We aint plannin nuthin!"

Oh God, you were right!

Celestia lets out a sigh, before getting up from her seat and trotting towards you, while Luna calls after her.

"Sister nay! Yond bastard wouldst only sabotage our plans and betray us to his fellow human filth. Yond pony rapist hast madeth slaves of our kind and brainwashed our canter-cousins to doth his bidding. The poor warped daws art being manipulated liketh puppets and we shouldst not believeth their words. We cannot trusteth this timberwolf in sheep's clothing!"

Celestia pauses for just a moment, before her eyes become resolute as she gazes up to you.

"While I thank you wholly for what you've done for us, we are both... Uncertain on how much we can trust you... These ponies vouch that you are a kind, noble, and honourable man... As well as that the seven of them have entered into a herd with you... And so before I begin explaining what we've been discussing, may you please tell me... Do you love them?"

Your heart skips a beat at that, having thought she was leading up to some incredibly difficult to answer question, but that one's pretty easy. You answer as if it's the most obvious thing in the world.

"Yeah."

A few seconds pass with her simply maintaining eye contact with you, and then a few seconds more, before a serene smile breaks out across her face, from her lips to her eyes.

"Well then, you should have a seat with us as we tell you what we're planning."

"Sister! Thee cannot base the future of Equestria on such a, a, pitiful questioning! We wilt interrogate this beast to ensureth it is not fals-"

Celestia's hoof pushes against Luna's mouth.

"Oh put a sock in it Luna. I may not be the Princess of love, but it's plain to see that his feelings are very much genuine... We can trust him. Twilight, I'm sorry that we doubted you, but-"

This time it's Twilight's turn to interrupt while you sit down, and AJ hops up onto your lap as you face the three Princesses.

"It's no problem Princess, I understand. This matter is incredibly serious, you needed to be sure." She smiles, thankful that you're being brought in on this... Whatever this is.

"Uh so, what exactly are we talking about here? I thought Equestria was destroyed."

While Luna crosses her front hooves and grumbles to herself, you try to ignore the warmth and wonderfulness of Applejack's ass, and Celestia begins to educate you.

"Yes, it was... But we aren't truly aliens to your world. I'm unsure how long ago it was, as the flow of time can differ between realms, but a very, very long time ago, when your Earth was filled with magic, our kind, and others, were at the breaking point.... There was too much going on in the world, too many creatures, too many sentient species, too many settlements, and too many encroaching humans, forever expanding..."

It looks like your girls, minus Sugar Kisses who is resting her muzzle in the palm of your hand, are rapt with attention, as if this is the first time they've heard the tale as well.

"It was decided that if nothing were to be done, these different cultures, tribes, beasts, all trying to forge their own paths or merely surviving, would inevitably clash in a devastating war. Luna's and I's parents, concocted a plan to counter that. They would use magic to create a world within worlds, a realm of grasslands, mountains, deserts, tundra, and more, for the different and more magically inclined species to escape to..."

Huh... That may explain the low numbers, or absolute disappearances of certain creatures. You always figured humans either hunted them close to, or to complete extinction. But with as ferocious as dragons sounded, you doubted some guys in tin suits hunted and slew the lot of them. Though if Twilight really did have a dragon as an assistant as she's told you, maybe they actually weren't that tough.

Well, with all these creatures now scattered around the Earth, maybe you'll find out one day.

"It took them a long time to figure out a way to do so, and in that time there were many attacks, from the more animalistic creatures you've dubbed to be mythical, to the various sapient magical races, to humans. Dragons scorching villages. Humans hunting Bugbears..."

She chuckles.

"By the Sun you humans were crazy..."

Wait a minute, some kind of monster you actually haven't heard of before? Damn... And just from the sound of it you want to fight one already.

"Griffons pillaging from ponies... It looked like things were ready to boil over, that all out war would come to fruition... But then, our parents found the solution to our problems. A spell to absorb magic. A spell to power themselves up until they could create another realm, existing in the same space as Earth, without ever colliding... And so, our world was born. Home to ponies, griffons, changelings, dragons, the minotaurs, manticores, the cockatrice... As many magical sapient species and animals that could be reached with these newfound, temporary powers... A safe haven, like what you have tried to do for all the mythical creatures that still remained, and all the new ones that have flooded your world from ours."

Celestia pauses, and you take a moment to think, and to ask the two biggest burning questions on your mind.

"So, why did your safe haven suddenly just... Disappear. And why don't you just use the same trick as before to magic up a new one?"

She smiles sombrely.

"In truth, I have absolutely no idea. We haven't found anything that could tell us why it happened. As for performing the same spell as before, we can't. The magic our parents absorbed wasn't dispersed back into your world. The magic here now is so weak we can only just levitate a fellow pony. Performing that spell though, is our only option to save our kind, to give us, and others, that safe haven once more..."

She stands and approaches you. With you sitting down, you're closer to her eye level.

"So if we can't find any magic strong enough here, we have to find a way to bring much more potent magic to us..."

She reaches for your hand, making you hold it out to her, before she reaches inside her... Torc? Peytral? Well, whatever the thing around her neck is... Wow, you should really have checked that earlier, no telling what she could have snuck in here.

She moves her hoof back to your hand, letting six, one inch wide black marble like spheres fall across your palm and fingers. You have absolutely no idea what they are, and they look completely worthless... Actually, they're not quite black, each one seems to have the tiniest hint of colour, each one different...

"We have a plan... Or at least the outlines of a plan. We know what we must do, doing it however is another matter entirely... But we must infuse these artifacts with the most powerful of magics in order to be successful, and to do that, we will need someones help..."

She looks up into your eyes, hers brimming with hope, desperation, and a silent plea.

"Please, before we continue, I, I can't take it anymore... I must know... Will you help us?"

It doesn't even take a second for you to answer. It won't matter what dangers you might face, what risks you'll have to take, what forces will be sent after you. Not only because of the girls you've fallen in love with, that it's their lives, their futures that hang in the balance. It's not just because it sounds like you'll be going on one hell of an adventure. It's not because of the close to breaking down mare right in front of you, silently begging you for your help.

And it's not even just to prove Luna wrong about you, giving you a chance to be smug...

It's just the right thing to do. The answer is as clear as day.

"Of course I will."