Have you ever been in a situation where you saw something; where you knew exactly what was going on, yet your mind simply wouldn’t compute because it was so surprising it seemed close to a miracle?
One of these moments where your entire worldview is shaken so deeply that it almost throws you off your feet. Where something you were so explicitly convinced of is suddenly turned upside down, and you find yourself literally walking against a wall.
I had one of these moments just a few minutes ago, and let me tell you, I’m still shaking.
Fortunately, the situation I had found myself in earlier, while being on par with walking in on your parents doing that special embrace in terms of surprise and disbelief-inducing, it wasn’t nearly as mentally scarring. Well, it kind of was, but … not necessarily in a negative way.
I had begun working at the Pie family’s rock farm a few weeks ago. Being out of school and unemployed for almost a year, my parents had been under the impression that a bit of fresh wind might help me get back on track, so off to farming rocks I went – more or less willingly.
And so far, things had been, well … fresh. The pie family had been quite accommodating so far – I had my own room, was fed with surprisingly delicious home-cooked food, and ... well, that just about covers all the positive aspects.
However, the family was ... well, if I were an uncouth boor, I’d say they were … weird.
The parents, Ingenous Rock Pie and Cloudy Quartz, both spoke and acted like if they were stuck in the past century. They didn’t seem to judge me for living in the current time and age (and acting accordingly), but their demeanor still seemed a little off to me.
Two of their daughters had moved out some time ago. One of them to study rock-science (which only added to my confusion about this family’s strange obsession with stones), the other one to live in Ponyville to … save the world or something. I didn’t really listen to that part.
The second-oldest daughter, Limestone Pie was –in lack of a better term- a true thundercunt. I didn’t know if she had some sort of complex, or if someone just got up early every single morning to piss in her cornflakes, but ever since getting here, she had gone out of her way to make it exceptionally clear to me that I was indeed not welcome on the farm.
Which, to be honest, wasn’t too much of a problem for me. Having grown up with two bigger twin sisters, I had learned early on to dodge any and all hostilities coming from older girls with ease.
The youngest Pie-sister, Marble was, frankly, just as weird as the rest of her family, albeit in a less cringeworthy or bruise-inducing way, compared to her parents or her older sister, respectively.
Marble … didn’t really speak. Or act in any way, for that matter.
Ever since I got here, all she had said to me was a meek, barely audible ‘Hello’ the day I had arrived here, and only after her parents had literally forced her to do so.
Which, once again, was fine by me. I could get along just fine without talking to anyone, though the secretive Pie-sister had managed to spark my interest, simply because she would dodge any and all kinds of conversation I had tried to start with her. Her parents had always said that she was simply shy, and I had come to accept that as an excuse rather quickly.
However at points, I couldn’t help but to feel like she was looking my way when I wasn’t looking. The way she always quickly turned her head away when I turned mine towards her just seemed … intriguing.
But I had always put these thoughts off as my needy mind drawing the wrong conclusions. I suppose it goes without saying that getting any action here on this godforsaken farm was more than out of the question – not that I had gotten too much before coming here, anyway.
The weeks passed by like this, and it wouldn’t take too long until I was in a bit of a routine with my work on the rock farm.
Just like earlier today.
I was just on my way back from the family’s own mines, carrying with me an –awfully heavy- basket filled with crystals of some sort on my back, when who was to cross my way but the one and only Marble Pie.
Being used to the procedure by now and wanting to avert any additional awkwardness, I went ahead and simply kept my eyes lowered as I approached her, though I couldn’t resist the temptation to lift my gaze ever so slightly as she walked past me.
Once again, I caught her stealing a shy glimpse of me.
And as expected, I she gave a muffled ‘eep’ and quickly lowered her head again as she noticed that I was looking back at her.
It was a fairly windy day on the Pie family’s rock farm, and her hair blowing into her face managed to conceal that blush on her face rather successfully, but by now I knew her well enough to imagine just what shades of red her face must be right now.
Shaking my head, I cracked a thin smile, and continued my way on the path leading to the family’s house, a good four or five yards behind the shy girl.
While walking, I couldn’t help but notice how my gaze lingered on her every so often. Just like most days, she was wearing a simple, plain dress – a yellow one, today.
Losing myself in my thoughts and noticing how my eyes continued to rest on her body, I caught my mind trailing off. In my defense, it had been a while since I had last had any contact with the opposite gender, and I couldn’t deny that there was a bit of … pressure within me.
With that said, I wasn’t too surprised as my eyes began undressing the shy girl, wondering which kind underwear she was wearing today, and couldn’t contain a muffled, dirty -and slightly guilty- chuckle as a voice in my head declared her to be the lacy type of person.
I bristled as another gust of wind hit my unprotected arms. It sure was quite breezy today.
Looking back up at Marble, I caught myself wondering if she was getting cold as well. By all means, it didn’t seem like she was wearing anything other than underwear underneath that dress of hers.
And just like that, my mind was back at full lewd-ness, and I continued to muse about the color and type of her underwear. True, it may seem pathetic, but it was all I would get until my next days off in a few weeks when I could head to the nearest city.
Suddenly, however, something happened.
Another gust of wind, stronger than all others, hit me from behind, almost causing me to topple over due to the heavy weight of the crystals on my back.
Almost simultaneously, however, it hit the girl walking in front of me. She stopped dead in her tracks like thunderstruck, and for a few seconds that felt like an eternity to me, up with the wind went her yellow dress, revealing…
Well, that was unexpected.
For all the time I had spent wondering about her underwear, it was all the more surprising to me as I found out that…
She was wearing none.
Unable to take my gaze of the stiff in shock mare, I was greeted by the sight of her cute, little –well, relatively speaking. She did carry a bit of a cushion with her- butt.
Beautiful.
Though, as surprising as it was to me, all I could think about in that second was how poor Marble must be close to a heart attack right now, being so … exposed to a stranger.
However, the world seemed to come to a standstill as I watched her slowly turn her head, and look at me.
As expected, her face was almost glowing red. However, in addition to that, what I spotted, and what I was whole-heartedly surprised about was … a smile.
She was … smiling at me.
It was a small, thin and incredibly cheeky kind of smile, but a smile nonetheless.
And in that moment, realization hit me like a freight train.
She was enjoying this.
And just like that, my world was turned upside down.
Marble Pie, the quiet, timid, cute little cinnamon roll, was enjoying having me look at her exposed body.
Underneath that cover of innocence and adorableness, she was a hard-bitten pervert.
That cheeky little bastard.
However, that moment had passed quicker than it had begun, and soon enough, that bit of wind was gone, and her dress was back down to cover her admittedly cute backside.
However, she continued to look at me – silently, seemingly without a care in the world.
Then, just like that, she gave the cutest little giggle I had ever heard, and turned her head back again, continuing on her way towards the family house.
As for me, I stood there in awestruck silence for a few more moments, looking at her go, but then shook my head and got under way again.
Ingenous Rock wouldn’t want for me to be late.
Still, as I approached the house, I couldn’t help but to wonder…
Where the hell had that come from?
Well, that question would continue to keep me occupied for the remainder of the day. Having arrived at the family house and being welcomed by her mother who was preparing dinner, Marble had gone back to being the shy, timid piece of innocence, and pretended like nothing had happened whatsoever.
And it wasn’t until a few hours later that I was sitting on the bed in the Pie family’s guest room, still wondering just what that had been all about, that I heard a knock on my door.
Raising an eyebrow, I got up and walked over to the entrance, opening the door, and looking right back at none other than … Marble Pie.
She was still wearing that yellow dress which I now knew would reveal all the right spots when lifted, but now in her eyes was not the shy look of embarrassment I had gotten used to seeing on her, but a thin, almost sly grin.
I opened my mouth to say something; asking her what she was doing here at this time, but she beat me to it.
Without hesitating, she took a step forward, putting her arms around my neck, pressing her body against mine, and pushing me back into my room, her momentum causing me to fall back onto my bed as the door fell shut behind her.
I looked up at her in awestruck silence for a moment, but was all the more stunned as I caught a glimpse of fire burning in her eyes.
Not saying a word, she positioned herself on top of me, getting a hold of my arms and pushing them back down onto the mattress on either side of my head.
I opened my mouth to say something, but was silenced by one of her hands placed firmly on it as she used her free hand to pull up her dress, revealing her … really surprisingly curvy body in one swift motion.
Turns out she wasn't wearing a bra either.
My eyes widened as I got a look her boobs.
Lord in heaven, that dress sure had done an excellent job hiding those truly adorable grapefruit-sized cushions.
I gasped, my jaw dropping, but Marble only gave me a truly cute smile as she leaned forward, removing her hand from my mouth, and planting a long, deep kiss on it instead
Again, I looked up at her in awestruck silence, but all she did was slide her now bare body back on mine as her hands began to unbutton my pants.
I gasped in surprise, but all she did was look back up at me, a look of fierce determination now appearing on her face, albeit still accompanied by that cute, little, and treacherously innocent smile.
“Mm-hmm.”
