Kindnicker's Night Patrol
Teacher Kindnicker was shuffling about the halls of the Las Pegasus Livery for Young Colts and Fillies quite nervously.
It was after hours, after all, and she had to get into a rather sensitive area.
...
She hated being the after-hours monitor, the school at night always had such a creepy vibe and as a smaller earth-pony she'd always felt particularly vulnerable should she actually be accosted by any intruder or if some ghost or chaos-god actually did exist and choose to assault her.
Even worse, she could feel that her heat was starting up again...
If it weren't for this patrol, she'd be in her boarding-room right now, on her back with some sex-toy... trying to relieve some of this horrible pressure in her loins.
Still, this was for her little foals, and she'd do anything to keep them safe.
The 35-year old Kindnicker taught only the foals at the school from kindergarten up to grade 5, though the private school had been trying to get her to start teaching the senior students up to grade 12.
She just loved the little smiles on the foals faces and their happy ways... she didn't think that she would ever feel the same way about the larger, more sarcastic and sex-crazed teenage colts and fillies.
...
She sighed, finally committing to completing her least favorite part of after-hours patrols, inspecting the male-changeroom.
She knocked on the door, the thumping sound echoing cacophonously in the empty halls. Hearing nothing, she pushed forward into the locker-room.
"H-hello?" she asked meekly, as she looked around the empty male room.
She always felt out of place here, like she was invading some male sanctum where mares were not permitted. This evening, however, she was actually starting to get a bit excited.
Maybe it was her heat, or maybe the fact that she hadn't been bucked in over 6 months, but she was starting to react to the heavy musk of stallion and colt odor in the room. The old sweat and dried juices in the various lockers permeating her nostrils, making her start to heat up, down there.
"O-oh... oh my..." Kindnicker whispered, as she felt her marehood begin to swell and fatten.
She couldn't help herself, allowing her nose to lead her deeper into the locker room, where she spotted an open locker door.
"S-some naughty colt forgot to put his things away!" She chuckled as she moved to the open locker door. She saw that there was a mess of hoofball equipment and uniform gear on the bench just in front, the scattered gear still damp and somewhat dirty.
As she reached down to pick up the equipment, she caught a whiff of the odor coming off of it. A powerfuly, spicy scent of stallion... of stud that made her groan. She felt her nethers begin to leak slightly... as her body misinterpreted the musky odor to mean that a stud was nearby, ready to breed her.
"I-I mustn't..." Kindnicker blushed, as she rooted through the uniform pile, her hoof picking up the jock-strap from the heap.
Kindnicker's eyes opened in shock and awe... the jock-strap was huge... the size said ZEBRA XXL... did the senior students really pack such large... equipment?
"B-but... m-maybe just one sniff..."
Kindnicker put her nose against the jock-strap cup and inhaled, the powerful male pheromones racing through her.
"C-celestia..." She whispered, as her marehood winked twice in rapid succession. Kindnicker couldn't help but lick the fabric, trying to get more of that male essence into her olfactory system.
"T-teach!?" Kindnicker froze at the voice that came from behind her.
~~~~~~~~~~~~ooOOOoo~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Tower Shield was in the shower, a rain of warm water washing over his earth-pony muscles. He'd stayed out an extra 3 hours running laps after the coach had called hoof-ball practice to a close, because he needed to work off some steam.
Tower had been at the Livery his entire school-life, and was close to graduating. When he was younger he'd always been a small pony, picked on for his size and weakness, and the fact that all the fillies liked his cute hair. At one point he had been pretty depressed, feeling like he had no colt friends, only a bunch of sissy fillies who liked him.
But he always remembered his favorite grade 3 teacher, Ms. Kindnicker, taking him aside and telling him that he 'wouldn't be little all his life', and that 'one day he'd really appreciate all the fillies' attention'.
Boy was she ever right!
Sometime around 8th grade, Tower Shield had quickly grown into his name. The growth spurt he had gone through had been tremendous. It felt like almost overnight he'd gone from a tiny colt to a massive teenager. Not only had his hooves, barrel, and muscles seemingly exploded to full size... 'little' Tower Shield had quickly become 'not so little' Tower Shield.
Coach had even had to order him in a special jockstrap, as he muttered that 'some colts had all the luck'.
As an 18-year old, he was often mistaken for a fully-grown stallion, and had received several offers from top Universities to play as a star hoofball player for their teams. He was considering going directly into the guard, as friends had told him that he would easily meet the requirements for even those burly, strong stallions.
And as for the fillies, he definitely had been excited to continue receiving their attention, just like Kindnicker had said...
Until... the incident.
Long story short, he'd popped a massive boner in Math class and been called to the front of the class, dragging his stallionbits behind him on the floor as he went. Ever since then, no filly had wanted to go out with him, calling him a freak... a donkey-lover... and a mare-destroyer.
Even his long-time fillyfriend , who had promised him in 2nd grade that she'd go to prom with him had just informed him that she didn't want to go after all. When he'd asked why, she'd just glanced down quickly at his nethers and said 'It wouldn't work out.'
So it was that poor Tower Shield resigned himself to running hours of extra laps to try to work out his sexual frustration.
The shower spray covered up the sound of knocking on the changeroom door, and Tower Shield finished rinsing off, wrapping a towel around his waist as he walked into the locker room.
There he saw Ms. Kindnicker, who he only saw from time to time in the halls, elbow deep in his equipment, holding his ridiculously sized jock strap against her nostrils, snuffling in deeply.
From his point of view, Tower Shield could see Kindnicker's plot winking heavily, her cute cream-colored tail flagged up in the air, exposing her tight ponut and drooling, clenching marehood.
Immediately, Tower Shield felt a rush of blood spill into his erection, which flopped out of his sheath and grew to frightening size... the blood rush making Tower slightly woozy as his cock throbbed to its terrifying 15 inch, throbbing length.
"T-teach?"
Kindnicker turned around, a blush on her features... it was Tower Shield, the star of the hoofball team... And he was staring at her winking plot as she snuffled his jock strap.
She threw the jock strap into the locker, whirling around.
As she did so, Tower got a wicked grin... Kindnicker seemed to be a bit worked up... and so was he, maybe he should see if she remembered him... and acquaint her with his newer bits as well.
"Hey Teach! Remember me?"
Tower let his massive member flip out from his towel, coming to rest across Kindnicker's face as she turned into it... her eyes frozen in fear, locked on his throbbing teenage stallionhood, shock and desire mixed in her expression... As she sat there shaking, a massive dollop of pre-cum trickled out of his hardening flare, goopily dripping into his grade-school teacher's hair.
"U-u-umm" Kindnicker simply moaned as the thick slab of meat rubbed against her muzzle, throbbing with incredible heat and humidity.
"C'mon teach, don't tell me you don't remember little Tower Shield."
Kindnicker swallowed... Tower Shield? The cute little foal she'd taught almost 9 years ago? But this was... this was a stallion... a stud... this was no foal. This was a sexy... powerful stud of a cock, ready to breed her, if only she would turn around and present herself...
She couldn't! This was her student!
"Heh... though I guess I've grown a little bit." Tower chuckled as he waggled his fat, throbbing stallionhood on his old teacher's face.
He heard a squelching, dripping sound and looked down at the floor... His old teacher had just wet herself with a powerful wink. She mewled a little bit, her eyes still stuck in fear on his massive erection.
"Oh teach, let me clean that up for you." Tower's nostrils flared in and out, picking up the powerful scent of a mare in heat as he grabbed Kindnicker by the shoulders and spun her around, so that her forehooves were resting on the locker room bench, and her ass was up in the air.
Tower grinned as he noticed Kindnicker's tail flag up, her clitoris winking in and out, begging for him to continue.
"T-tower Sheeeahhhh!!" Kindnicker began but was immediately cut off as her former student bent down and laid a powerful lick against her sopping, open lips. Her eyes began rolling drunkenly as the colt's muzzle drove into her depths, lapping up the sweet nectar that was pouring from her small body.
"Ahhh... I think you're wet enough, teach." The much larger stallion growled as he forcefully mounted the locker room bench, his muscular bulk occluding the much smaller teacher-mare.
"Just so you know... this is my first time, Teach... so I hope you can be a good teacher for me." He began to press forward.
Kindnicker was completely caught up in the flow, the urges of her biology and her powerful lust for that incredibly masculine cock leaving her head spinning. She felt the huge, powerful, dominating bulk of Tower Shield over top of her, felt him nip at her nick as she strained to spread her rear hooves as wide as possible.
Then she felt it.
It was as wide as her *hoof* for celestia's sake! There was no way that it would fit in her little pussy!
Still, Tower pressed forward, the insanely massive cock-head straining against her winking lips, smushing itself against her drooling, clenching opening as she began to moan.
"MMMMnnnnggg...g-gentle..."
But Tower Shield wasn't having it. Years of being denied, and finally here was a mare in heat begging to be bred. He wouldn't be stopped now, not by his size, not again!
He grabbed the fat little bottom of his former teacher, using it for leverage as he pressed forward.
Finally, the slick, tight lips of Kindnicker slipped over his glans, spreading painfully, terrifyingly wide as his shaft drove forward into her.
"UNnnnghhh, T-Teach!" He bit her neck again as her vise-like lips finally permitted his massive flare, quickly sliding down the other side of his ridge to the narrower shaft beneath.
"B-buck me!" Kindnicker whined, feeling incredibly full, her belly bulging out just from the insertion of Tower's cockhead... she ground backwards, trying to get more of the huge shaft into her twisting interior.
"Y-you got it teach," Tower whispered into her ear as he began to thrust forward, driving Kindnicker's forehooves forward against a locker as he thrust into her with powerful, insistent drives.
"Unf! Unf! Unf!" Kindnicker groaned out, each thrust smashing her chest against the lockers, as the huge organ continued to bulge her out and caused her drooling lips to strain in painful pleasure as she slid deeper and deeper onto the fat base of her stud's cock.
"C-celestia!!! Y-you're too b-big!" She squeaked, as the medial ridge finally slipped inside her with a nasty squelching throb, and her clitoris began to wink in and out non-stop.
"S-stop b-bucking me s-so h-hard!" She stammered, each stutter coming as the larger colt slammed his hips forward.
He was resting against her cervix now, unable to get any more of his incredible length into his teacher, angry that she wouldn't permit more of him into her... So he stood up, growling, and turned around.
Kindnicker, the smaller mare that she was, impaled on his monstrous shaft as she was... was simply lifted up, like some pony on a skewer, suspended off all fours on Tower's cock.
The feeling was incredible, and Kindnicker felt a surge of orgasmic pleasure flood through her, making her body convulse and kick in the air... before her clit winked in and out, depositing a splatter of juice on the floor below.
Tower put his forehooves back on the ground, bringing Kindnicker's belly to the locker room floor, her ass now suspended up in the air, still being railed by his cock, as her chest and forehooves lay against the floor.
Then he began to jackhammer her.
In and out. In and out. Always stopped by her smaller size, but driving more and more of his fat, massive shaft into her as she groaned stupidly.
"Tower. Towr. Towur... Towurrrrrrr...." Kindnicker moaned out again as her tongue lolled out of her mouth and she clenched down hard on his fat teenage shaft again.
Tower could take no more, and felt his egg-sized balls clench up to his shaft, before he bit down on Kindnicker's neck and moaned. "Uggggghhhh.... Teach! I'm cumming!"
Kindnicker's eyes surged open again and again, in rhythm with the thick blasts of seed being fired into her, flooding into her fertile womb. She felt her belly expanding at the ridiculous amounts of potent, fertile colt-cum being shot into her, filling her with splatter after splatter, until the high-school senior was finally finished.
She felt him deflating rapidly, before slipping out with a noisy plop and falling back onto his flanks, his elbows resting on the locker-room bench.
She heard the naughty sound of squelching cum as it drooled out of her into a thick pool on the ground...
"...th-thanks Ms. Kindnicker's... I l-love you..." She heard the exhausted Tower Shield murmur, in a voice that sounded like 3rd grade Tower Shield, as the colt slipped into a peaceful post-coital sleep.
Kindnicker's grinned, patting her swollen, cum filled belly, as teenage cum drooled out of her.
Maybe she could teach high-school grades after all?
Author's Note
Hey guys,
Yes this is Kindnicker from Apogee's school. This is a few years earlier. I'm guess she probably got knocked up from this little encounter with Tower Shield, but haven't thought about it more.
This was supposed to be just a little fun comment-fic to burn off some steam, but then Derpibooru of course began to fight me when I tried to post it... so I had to turn to fimfic to keep my work from going to waste.
Don't worry, I'm still working hard on Anylanding... just wrote another 5K words for it this morning. It will update very soon!
