Number One Fan

“Welcome to the Extreme Pegasus Race Olympics!” An announcer said, the crowd was filled to the brim with ponies as the racers all stood at the starting line ready to fly at hair-trigger. Some racers gave Heat Wave a friendly yet competitive look.

“I’m gonna win this year, Heat.” A blue pegasus said, Heat Wave smiled he loved this race the most out of all the others. It made the other pegasi try even harder then they already did to beat him, he loved a challenge it made getting to his goal a lot harder.

“Well I hope you do, that way I’ll have a goal other then “win the ultimate race” every year. It gets a bit stale after awhile.” Heat Wave said, the other pegasi smiled even more. What they loved about Heat Wave was that he wasn’t smug about his winnings, in fact he was a bit humble. Of course you couldn’t please everypony, as some pegasi took it very personal when they lost. And between how Heat Wave had literally been born to race, his modest attitude, and his always-having-a-goal mindset it infuriated them. Those mares and stallions glared at Heat Wave, the flame-headed stallion only rolled his eye’s in annoyance.

He found them acting very foalish, Sporty glared back at the angry racers he hated it when pegasi got on his friend’s back.

“Alright racers, get into position!” The announcer said, every pegasi bent their knees and spread out their wings.

“On your marks…” The announcer said, the pegasi muscles tensed, “Get set….” The pegasi pumped their wings once. “FLY!” The announcer screamed, and off the pegasi went nearly knocking the ponies out of their seats with the sheer gust of wind they produced.

“Go, daddy!” Love said,

“Show em' what’s for!” Heart Breaker said.

“Fly to victory!” Passion shouted,

“Um…..go!” Valentine said her wings pumping excitedly. They all knew their father couldn’t hear them, but they still wanted to show their support.

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Heat Wave had sped through the race no problem and was now only a few yards away from the finish line. Many pegasi we’re behind Heat Wave as they tried to pass him but their overexerted wings muscles prevented any way of catching up. But all of a sudden there was a gold flash that blinded everyone (crowd included).

Heat Wave’s vision cleared and he was stunned to see he wasn’t on the race track. Instead he was on a single cloud with Velvet smiling at him.

“Velvet!? What did you just do!? I was at the ultimate race!” Heat Wave said in a furious tone his mane close to erupting,

“Sorry Heat, but I need your help with something.” Velvet said and Heat Wave calmed down slightly.

“Help? Help with what?” He said, Velvet then smiled so wide her face nearly split in two. Heat Wave felt his wings open up as he got a bad feeling in his gut. Velvet then shot a beam of magic right at Heat Wave’s genitals. Luckily the stallion just barely dodged it and began to fly away. But it was then he noticed that he was in a desert but the Heat Wave was soon brought back to reality as a beam of magic just barely missed him.

Heat Wave yelped and flew faster, but suddenly Velvet teleported right in front of him. The stallion did a U-turn and doubled his speed as but once again Velvet teleported in front him. Heat Wave quickly flew over Velvet and went as fast as he could, the stallion hoped and prayed that Velvet wasn’t on his tail but fate didn’t seem to look diem at the stallion so kindly. Gold beams of magic came flying and Heat Wave quickly realized that not only did Velvet have flight but magic as well he was outmatched! And not only that but the stallion found himself beginning to wheeze as his wings we’re burning, his body was telling him to stop.

But Heat Wave kept going ignoring his bodies instincts, but all of a sudden the gold beams stopped. The stallion dared to look behind himself, Velvet was gone. Heat Wave flew for a few more feet before deciding that maybe Velvet gave up the chase. The stallion them slowly glided to the ground and collapsed on the ground. Heat Wave’s wings twitched as he was sweating profusely, he gulped down air.

The stallion had never felt more exhausted in his entire life.

‘New Goal: Get that restraining order and apologize to Sport.’ Heat Wave thought, but he was soon pulled from them as the stallion heard hoof steps from behind. The orange stallion felt his heart leap in his throat as he tried to fly away. But he was held down by a gold glow and turned over on his back. The stallion looked to see Velvet, Heat Wave tried to get away but he couldn’t the magic was too strong.

“Ve-Velvet, let me go.” Heat Wave tried to say as confidently as possible,

“And why would I let my soul mate fly away? Now just hold still.” Velvet said as she charged her horn. Heat Wave tried harder to get free but it was too late, Velvet fired her magic at the stallions genitals. The stallion shrieked as the magic felt unbearably hot against his privates. Heat Wave’s mane and tail went out as his wings spread out and stiffened, finally the magic ended. The stallion gasped as he saw a bulge was sticking out from his suit.

Heat Wave wanted more then anything to clasp his hooves over his groin. Instead he tried to fly again but his wings weren’t responding properly.

“Ve-Velvet, wha-what did you do?” Heat Wave asked now terrified and humiliated,

“Nothing, I just helped your hormones get all jumpy. Now, night-night!” Velvet said. And the glow to Heat Wave’s limbs faded as Velvet charged up her magic. Heat Wave scrambled to get up and run but he didn’t even get far as the magic hit the back of his head. The stallion stumbled and tried desperately to stay awake but he ended up failing, Velvet them used her magic to catch a slumbering Heat Wave before he hit the ground. She then flew though the sky and landed on the ground right by the lid to a reinforced, steel, underground bunker.

She entered in the password which read: Estrus. The lid to the bunker then gave three beeps before it opened. With the lid gone it showed a void of infinite darkness that had a latter connected to the wall. Velvet then carefully headed down the latter and closed the lid, and as the filly went down the latter a dim, red, light became more and more apparent. Finally she reached the bottom of the latter and Velvet’s hooves hit the steel floor.

She then walked down the short corridor into a large room. Velvet walked to the large room which had a velvet-cupcake-colored carpet and tons of pictures of her on the wall. The filly ended up getting to a steel door and entered in another password on a security panel that kept the door locked. Once the password was entered the door beeped three times before opening. With the door opened it revealed a very small room that just barely came to the size of an outhouse.

The small room had a toilet in the bottom right corner and a photo album in the bottom left. And finally a bed was at the top of the room that took up the top left and right corners completely. The bed was made clouds as the sheets were large, fluffy, soft, and made of cotton. Velvet removed Heat Wave’s track/race suit making the stallions erection more apparent. The filly giggled and removed the sheets from the bed before placing Heat Wave gently down on the bed.

She then draped the covers over the stallion and he subconsciously curled up in the sheets in response. Velvet smiled even wider and quietly shut the door as she said.

“Goodnight, Estrus.”