The Equestrian Pupil

Oh, how the world had changed. Earth was once the only known world in the galaxy with intelligent life, and while there were many theories otherwise, the human race accepted it. Then boom, here comes a large portal in the middle of a field in some back alley hole in the world. In comes this race of anthropomorphic ponies from a land known as Equestria. Over the course of over a decade, the politics of it all, the backlash and the populace protesting against their inclusion, all of this ripped the worlds in twain until finally, it all died down. Soon, laws began to come in the ponies’ favor, giving them inclusion in the human world. This, of course, granted the human race entrance into the world of the ponies as well.

Jason was more thankful for such an event than anyone could have ever imagined. The man was down on his luck in the human world, and being accepted as a crossover candidate meant a new start for him. He was a teacher, so it wasn’t hard to get him a transfer date, as Equestria was looking for human knowledge teachers in their world, ones who could open their students up to all new possibilities of learning. Moving there was perhaps one of the best days of his entire life. He immediately was given the job teaching Senior High School Chemistry, and he did not have a single human in his classroom.

Over time, Jason, or Mr. Fieldman as they had grown to know him, forgot all about his problems in the other world. This new world was very accepting of him, even though the prospect of humans were quite strange to Equestrian ponies, and vise versa was also quite strange. It took some getting use to, these pony students were all different colors of red, orange, green, blue and just about every other color you could ever imagine. From what he understood, they had what they called “cutie marks” on their flanks, though they were covered by their clothing, so he had never seen any of them in person.

There were maybe three other humans in the school, one was a staff member, the other two were students. He was transported to a whole nother world in order to teach them how human science worked, and this seemed like an ever daunting task. He had only been doing it for a month, but from what he understood, there were piles of pony students lined up on the waiting list to take his class. The novelty of having a human teacher was apparently everything to these ponies.

Then, there was the gigantic question mark that had been plaguing him since the start of the year. It had only been a month, and already he was getting some serious signals from one of his fourth hour class pupils. She was part of a strange race of the ponies known as the bat ponies. While they were similar to the pegasus race of ponies, they had bat ears and bat wings on their backs. This particular bat pony was named Snowpeak. She had these piercing, dark yellow eyes that followed him from one side of the classroom to the next as he wrote on the board, taught his lesson, handed out assignments, pretty much anything he did in the class, her eyes would follow him. He had to admit, as ponies went, she was quite the looker. Her white fur and red mane were always well groomed, well kept, and smelled amazing with the expensive shampoo she always bathed with.

There were, of course, many other signs he had caught onto. However, those thoughts had to be pushed into the back of his mind as the final lunch bell rang, signalling that lunch was over, and it was time for the students to head to their next class. As soon as it rang, there she was.

Snowpeak walked into the classroom with her school uniform on. That white top with the dark blue tie that matched their skirt. Her fluffy red tail bobbed behind her as she walked into the classroom as she held her book in one arm and waved at Fieldman with the other.

“Hi, Mr. Fieldman!” She said as she took her seat in the back of the class.

“Good afternoon, Miss Snowpeak. You’re here early today.” Jason said as he was erasing the notes from his other class and writing up any other crucial information he needed. “Did you finish your--” She was right behind him as he turned to look at her. She held up a sheet of paper with words written all over it, as well as the heart that she always drew in the right corner of every paper. “Home...work?”

“Right here, sir.” She gave him the cutest smile she could muster. Whether she knew it or not, as she shrugged both of her shoulders, her arms came to the front of her body and closed over her fairly large breasts and pressed them together for just a moment as she gave a small giggle. As she returned to her seat, there came more students. Bookworm walked in with her large red-framed glasses on her face, long black, straight mane that went over her shoulders that framed her dark blue fur. She carried this class’s textbook, along with three other books in her arms as she quickly turned in her homework paper as well.

“Hi, Mr. Fieldman.” She said as she scurried over to her desk and opened up the current book she was gorging upon.

“Sup, Mr. Fieldman.” Freespirit, a red mohawked, bright green pony walked in. No book, no homework sheet, he just walked in with his black leather jacket and sat down at the front of the class, already kicking his hooves out and relaxing in his seat. Even though this was one of the harder classes in the senior curriculum, he always considered this the throw-away class to some extent.

The students trickled in over the course of the next five minutes. He finished marking his chalkboard up in time for the class bell to ring.

“Welcome back.” Jason said as he put the chalk back down on the front tray and looked at all of his students. “I’m glad to see you all survived Monday up until this point, and hope you’re ready for a new subject, as we are covering Boyle’s and Charles’ laws all this week.”

There was a blank look from the class, obviously they wouldn’t know who these two people were, nor would they know anything about their laws of Chemistry or the effect it had in the world thereof. He began to explain how Boyle gave the relationship between pressure and volume. Both of which are heavily used when the experimentation process is in full effect. While Charles gave the relationship between temperature and volume much to the same effect. Pressure and temperature play a heavy role in all of chemistry and as he gave many examples of the variables as such.

Up came Snow’s hand.

“Yes, Snowpeak.” He pointed to her and she smiled at the sound of her name.

“Would this explain the chemical reaction between the.. Ummm,” She checked her former notes. “Mentos and the diet coke you showed us back in the first week you were here?”

“Precisely.” He nodded, making her smile even bigger as she looked at him with her eyes half open. “Yes, however, that has been disproven as a chemical reaction, and it is more of a physical reaction between the carbon dioxide in the soda and the nucleation sites that exist on that little sugar covered capsule. Can you tell us which part of the law this pertains to, Miss Snowpeak?” He looked to her, his fingers combing the brown hair from the top of his forehead.

“Pressure.” She looked at him with that same sweet smile on her face, her hands on the bottom of her chin as her elbows were planted on the top of her small desk.

“Correct.” He said, and started handing out papers down the rows of the class. He kept explaining the several facets of the lesson between all of the variables brought about by both pressure and temperature and how they are affected by the volume of the chemicals. However, that’s when he felt something brush across his outer hip as he cross Snowpeak’s desk.

He looked down at her to see that she was still smiling at him as her eyes followed him. She had held her knee out in order for it to brush against him as he walked by. It stifled him a little bit, but Jason was able to resume talking after a small moment.

The first assignment was very simple. Give three examples of how pressure is used on a day to day basis, as well as temperature is used in common household items to obtain a chemical reaction. Give a simple explanation on how the reactions work, extra credit if you can think of one extra example of pressure and temperature working together in a single commonly used chemical.

Some students saved it for homework, some started on it with the intent of taking it home, but a few students were already scribbling writing onto the paper to get it done before the bell rang, which Jason preferred more than anything. Getting papers graded meant he had some free time to plan out his next lesson and have some relaxing time that night.

As the class was about to come to an end with the bell, five students out of the twenty-five in his class turned in their paper. One of them was Snowpeak, who once again wrote that little heart in the corner of the assignment. Jason looked up at her as she put her paper into his inbox and gave him a wink.

He merely smiled and nodded at her. That was when the class bell sounded and the last two classes for the day took place. He was not blind to her affections, nor was he ignorant as to what was going on with her. She had a very large crush on him, and he knew it. However, he had no other choice but to act oblivious to the whole thing. One of the very large reasons he left the human world to be a teacher in this land of ponies was so that he could teach once again. He had made a mistake in the past which very much had to do with what was going on here. He was dead set on not making that same mistake. He could not jeopardize his career like that ever again, not when he was given the most unlikely of second chances.

It was the end of the school day, and he had just enough papers in his inbox to where he was sure he could finish them all before he went home. So far, they seemed to be getting it for the most part. He did pride himself on making a decent lecture on subjects, trying to simplify them enough to be understood, but not so much as to sound condescending. Then he came to Snow’s paper, which was turned face down. As he turned it over, his eyebrows furrowed.

There were some very well drawn, but very lewd doodles in the answer boxes. All of them with answers explaining how they pertained to the assignment. How pressure was at play when the male genitalia ejaculated sperm all over her very large breasts. How temperature played a part in making her nipples hard, and how cold ice against her vagina made it soaking wet from natural lubrication caused by female hormones.

His brow began to sweat as he looked over a very accurate drawing of a vagina, along with a hard cock that was in the shape of the equestrian horse penis that she was more accustomed to seeing. He could only wonder how she was so attracted to him when she must have known that humans had smaller genitals than horses. For the extra credit question, she wrote down how much heat the friction would cause to jerk his cock with her tits and the pressure it would take to hold in his orgasm before he came all over her face.

She wasn’t even trying to be subtle anymore, he looked at her work in some shock as he turned the paper onto its face on his desk.

“Hi, Mr. Fieldman!” A female voice said from his door and scared him half to death. “Oh, sorry.” She said as she walked into the classroom, approaching his desk.

“Ummm, yes Miss Snowpeak, I was wanting to talk to you.”

“Oh? About what?” Her smile never left her face as she sat on his desk, her legs hanging off toward him as she brushed her fingers through her red mane hair.

“Your ummm, your assignment you turned in.” Jason said, figuring she was just playing with him, that was when he started to notice there was no bra showing underneath her shirt. Normally a white bra was very visible through the white shirt, but today, either she was wearing one that was very close to the color of her fur, or she went without.

He picked up the sheet of paper and held it up to her. She took it and looked it over. “Oh, I see, I misspelled some of the words, didn’t I?” She said and then looked at him as he closed his eyes and sighed.

“Snowpeak, I know that you seem to have some strong feelings for me. However, it is not proper ettiquete for a teacher and a stu--” He began to say, but then watched her as she spread her legs and the panties she wore did not leave anything to the imagination. He could see her outer labia outlined straight through the very thin, white fabric.

“I think it’s improper for failing students. I, however, am a straight A student.” Snow said as spread her legs wider. The cotton hugged the sides of her pussy, giving him a perfect view of the shape of her pussy’s outer lips. “I studied so hard to be your best student, even studied harder to surpass Bookworm in grades.”

She scooted closer to him on his desk, even going so far as to kick her shoe off of her hoof and put it onto his thigh. “I think your best student doing such a terrible job on today’s assignment deserves a little punishment. Be a good teacher and use capital discipline on such a bad mare.”

Snowpeak put both of her hooves onto the floor and turned over, hiked up her skirt and turned around. She bent over his desk and exposed her thinly clad ass toward him and looked back at him. Her bat wings flapped a little bit and she grinned.

Jason could not hide his shameful hard on in his pants, something she made very clear that she could see as she leered down toward it.

“Oh my…” She giggled and wiggled her ass toward him. “Mr. Fieldman, you look so stressed, why not let me help you alleviate some of that pent up pressure?”

His eyes were wide, unable to say anything as his mouth went dry, he couldn’t even swallow. He could only watch as she got down onto her knees and gazed at him in the eyes. The bat pony mare began to unzip his pants and feel the bulge in his black boxer briefs.

“Oooohhh… It’s so…” This was when the reality started to dawn on him. She must have been surprised at how small he was in comparison to her kind. He had never seen a stallion from her world naked before, but he had seen enough diagrams to know they were bigger than he was. He must have looked so-- “Thick, so hard.”

Her fingers rubbed against the cloth of his underwear, making him cringe as he felt every touch, especially as he fingers traced up to the head of his penis. “It’s so different. I had no idea what it would look like.”

Snowpeak hooked her fingers over the hem of his underoos and began to pull them down, only catching a glimpse of his bright purple mushroom head of that beautiful cock before he grabbed her hands and pulled them away from him.

“Snowpeak.” He gasped, panting as his cock twitched some. “We can’t do this. I can’t risk losing--”

Her lips met his in a kiss and took the strength from his hands as his fingers went limp, releasing her wrists as she rubbed up Jason’s arms and wrapped around his shoulders to the back of his neck as she leaned into the kiss. He felt so powerless, he could only deepen the kiss as he rose up from his chair along with her and pressed her rump against the desk behind her.

She took the opportunity as she hooked her thumbs into his underwear and pulled them straight down, breaking the kiss and sliding down his tight abs to his crotch. She gasped as she laid eyes upon his manhood, putting his hand on her lip as her other hand slowly reached up and touched it softly. “It’s… beautiful.” She whispered to him.

Without a single moment to lose, she gorged on his human cock. It felt so warm in her mouth as her tongue began to ravage it with licks and strokes all over it.

He groaned, trying to find a way to stop her before she got any deeper, but she kept bobbing her head back and forth as her mouth closed over his penis and sucked with all of her might. She lavished in its shape. It was so different from the stallions, it was so hard, reaching a quality she had never seen before, diamond solidity. Snowpeak couldn’t think of a better compliment that could ever be spoken in words. Her mouth slid it in and out as her hand gripped the base. Even his balls were a little different, but still ever so gorgeous to lay eyes upon. They still had that flimsy skin quality she enjoyed as she softly petted them with her fingertips.

She could feel the wet spot forming quickly in her white panties, the lubrication she produced was starting to get her anxious. This only made her suck harder on Jason’s dick, saliva covering it as she actively began to slobber all over it. She slurped it all over, a bit of his precum reached her taste buds, and the hormones she sensed drove her ever forward.

Fieldman began to pant and gasp harder the harder she sucked. He tried his very hardest to keep it together, but she was very good. She poured herself into giving him as much pleasure as she possibly could, and with such a soft, warm tongue It caressed the tip of his cock with such a gentle touch, only to start to stroke him with some serious force as she pushed him deeper into her mouth. Before he could even reach her throat, his hard piece of meat began to twitch.

“S-Sn-Snow!” He tried to say more than that but it was impossible. The pressure was hitting critical mass. She didn’t need any explanation, though, and she pulled his cock to the front of her tongue as he pumped hot semen into her mouth. As he spurted, she lapped it up from the tip of his cock, drinking it as the hot white wads formed into her mouth. She swallowed all of it except for the small portion that reached the side of her muzzle and seeped on to her chin.

She slurped his cock out of her mouth and smiled up at him as he breathed hard, almost wheezing. He hadn’t cum that hard in a very long time, and he felt the need to sit back into his chair, his cock laying on to his lower abs.

Snowpeak was out of breath as well, her heart pounded inside of her chest. This was all so surreal to her. Not only did she just experience her only true desire, it was even better than she could have ever expected. His cum was delicious and even after cumming, he was still so hard.

That was when Jason got up from his chair and pulled up his drawers, zipping back up his pants.

“Miss Snowpeak, I think it best if you leave. I also think it best if we never talk of this again.” He said, still somewhat out of breath. “Please.” He pressed, giving her red cheeks as she pouted.

His words cut her deep, she even felt a little well of tears at the bottom of her yellow eyes as she gazed up at him. It took every bit of willpower he could conjure up to not look at her. What did this mean? Did he not like her? Did he not like her because she was an Equestrian? Was her kind not attractive to him? So many thoughts of doubt and dismay clouded her thoughts as she got up from the floor.

She tried so hard to say something, anything. She couldn’t. Snowpeak turned and walked toward the door in a brisk fashion. She closed the door behind her and left him in his chair behind his desk as he sat back down and put his hand on his forehead, propping his elbow onto the desk, sighing deep.

There was no sleep to be had that night. Snow put her headphones on and blared them loud as she lied in her black sheeted bed. She stared up at the ceiling, wondering what could have possibly gone wrong. He seemed so willing, so ready to have her and she played her part perfectly. It was all so perfect for that instant. She tried to imagine what his cock looked like as she uncovered it. She was so caught up in the moment that it all seemed to flash by in an instant. It happened ever so fast but she still held the memory of his throbbing rod in her mouth. The feeling of his tight skin as she licked and sucked it all over was still there.

Without knowing it, her hand slipped down between her legs and began to rub against her very wet, tight vagina. Still fully clad in her school uniform as she came home and went straight to bed, not speaking to anyone.

Her finger moved her panties to the side of her open pussy lips and began to rub her inner labia. Just the thought of his thick dong caressing the inside of her mouth caused another sheet of juices to seep from her tight little hole.

Before long, Snow removed her panties from under her skirt and slid two fingers between her pussy lips. She imagined Jason sliding his cock deep inside her. The white furred pony relished at the thought of him sucking her hard nipples as she uncovered her tits. Her thumb and forefinger pinched her areola of her left breast while her right hand fucked her harder and faster.

She moaned with great lust as she pictured her sexy chemistry teacher taking her willingly by force. He would hold her breast downward, caressing it as he plowed her mercilessly. His rock hard cock would shove into her like a battering ram and she would beg him never to stop!

Before she knew it she was fingering herself so hard that her lubricant was dripping on her bedsheet and Snow drove herself into a very hard orgasm. Her legs closed around her wrist and she couldn't help but howl with her mouth closed over tightening teeth. She panted for breath as she slid her fingers out of her over sensitive cunt and lightly rubbed it on the outer pink.

“Fuck…” She said under her breath, her forehead misty with sweat. That was where the fantasy ended. She lied flat on her back and her mind couldn't help but replay him rejecting her. It stung like it did the first time.

She no longer listened to the music playing in her headphones. Snow took them off of her head and dropped them over the side of her bed.

She sighed. The bat pony had no idea what to do from there. She presented herself to him, gave him all of the love she could muster in that moment. Then she was shot down like a pegasus in a storm. Could she even show her face to him ever again?

Snow rolled over on the bed, laying on her side. She nuzzled the pillow, feeling the harsh reality set in once again.

It was lunch on the following day. She didn't talk the first few classes before and as she sat across Star Streak and New Moon, she honestly didn't feel like talking then either. They chit chatted across the table, Star with her daisy on mayo sandwich and Moon with her wheatdog. Snowpeak had her backpack on the table in front of her, and her chin was set on top of it, dreading what would happen next hour. She was always so excited for chemistry, but for obvious reasons, she wasn't so much at that moment.

“Snowpeak.” New Moon, the dark gray unicorn said. She scowled at the bat pony when her half open eyes didn't even respond. Her bat pony ears didn't even flick like they had heard her. She snapped her fingers right beside Snowpeak’s face, giving her a start. “Snow!”

“Wha-what?” She looked at the two mares beside her to see some worried looks on their faces. “What?”

“Where are your fries? I know you didn't eat them all, you barely ate half of one last time I looked over there.” Moon said, glaring at Snowpeak. The students were waiting in line around them to get to the food as they sat at a table in the middle of the common area. It was busy, but Snowpeak paid them no mind.

She reached over to the side of her backpack and picked up the tiny box of french fries, showing that it was still full. Five of them slid out of the box and hit the table as she practically dropped it back onto the table. “Oops…” She said in such a passive tone. She almost sounded lifeless.

“Snowpeak, honey, what's wrong?” Star, the pegasus pony said as her wings poked against the bat pony’s as she scooted closer to her. “If something is troubling you, you can tell us. You can tell us anything.”

“Well,” She thought very carefully about how she wanted to word her next sentence. “There was this guy, and--”

Both of them gasped!

“Did he hurt you?” Star asked, and went right next to Snowpeak’s side.

“What did he do to you, Snow?! If he laid an unwelcome hand on you, I’ll crush his bones into dust!” New Moon got up from her seat and punched her fist into her palm. “Who was he, Snow? Who do I need to teach a lesson in manners?”

Both of them looked at her close, only to see she was raising her eyebrow at the two of them. She blinked and then gave them both a tiny little smile, the first she had showed them all day.

“No, nothing like that.” She said as she sighed, leaning harder onto her backpack. The two of them looked at one another and then sat closer to her. “I kind of had a… thing for this guy, and he seemed perfectly willing at first, but after that, he more or less told me that it wasn’t going to happen. Now, I’m kind of just… not feeling it today.”

Both of them murmured a little bit with their condolences, both of them knowing what that’s like. Star had a crush on a stallion from her home room, but he neglected to tell her that he already had a special some pony until the very day she was going to ask him out. They nodded to her with solemn faces.

“But you know what that means, right?” Moon asked, causing Snowpeak to look over at her. There was a fire in Moon’s eyes that made Snowpeak grow a puzzled face. “That means you need to fight!” She held up her fists, and this did not help Snowpeak’s state of confusion. “You said he looked pretty interested at first right? Then when things started off, he pulled out? Well what do you think that normally means?” She interjected before either of them could answer. “It means some bitch broke his heart in the past! Someone crushed his heart and now you’re the one who needs to pick up the pieces and jam them back into his sternum!” Moon even made the shoving motion as she said this.

Both Star and Snowpeak blinked as Moon spoke, the fire in her eyes never leaving.

“It means you need to try harder! Tell him you’ll never purposely hurt him! Tell him you are willing to lay down your heart for him and show him you mean business!” Her voice became more and more stern and intense. “Give him a reason to look at you! Spread your love to him and give it to him unconditionally and tell him that if anyone ever lays a hand on his heart again, you’ll kill the opposition! Kill the opposition with merciless ferocity! Fight until the very breath in your lungs are finally extinguished, and he will come crawling back to you because you stood out among the rest as the shining example of love from an absolute goddess!” By the end of her little speech, she was standing with one foot on her chair and her fists out on either side of her.

That’s when she looked around herself, and noticed that all of the young stallions and mares in the common area were looking at her, paused and silent. Her eyes darted left and right in confusion for only a moment. Then she lifted her fist straight up.

“Who’s with me!!!!” She shouted among them and all of them gave a great response, shouting and hooting with their fists up. That’s when they began to give a roaring applause.

Snowpeak listened to every word she said, and that’s when she began to really look inward and think. Part of her said that Moon was just being Moon’s normal, intense self. However, another part of her thought of what she said, and then thought of Jason. Perhaps someone had broken his heart in the past. Maybe she did have some work to do. The thought of Jason’s heart being broken actually made some sense, all things considered.

She nodded to herself. There was work to be done.