Marble fidgeted nervously right outside a large, wooden trailer, her soft body shaking in the early morning air. She had most of the day to spend with her two, new, adventurous friends, though she wished she could have told her father that they were indeed stallions. The first ever stallions for her to befriend in fact… She bit her lip with a slight bounce to her fidget in excitement.
For Marble, the last three days had been a dream. Boys back at school never approached her, but instead always talked to Limestone, and she had made sure none of them had bothered her, saying they were all just jerks that didn’t care about the two. Maud usually had gone out with her for her errands or when she would sit in the cafe and try to write, and so when stallions approached them, she talked to them. The only stallions Marble could think of that she had ever actually talked to was that new cashier in the grocer, and her father.
And yet, just a few days ago, two new stallions approached her in the cafe. They were businessponies they had told her, but also travellers. They had been from New Neighland, to the Neighle, and then to a guy named Steve, who neighed, so he counted as a landmark, right. They made her chuckle with such jokes, while her mind and chest fluttered from their tales and more sincere words. After all, she had literally never left her small town, but these ponies had been over the entire globe. They must have been!
They also thought she was beautiful. That she wasn’t fat, or too short, since all of her sisters were taller than her, or that her hair was in the way. They even thought her tendency to hum instead of talk usually was endearing. They… They liked her. They genuinely liked her. The only problem with them came the one stipulation for them continuing to be together.
She couldn’t tell her family, which hurt so much, and she really should go back and tell her father that she was he-
“Ah, there’s a little diamond in the rough. Please, come in! We have some Gallopogos tea waiting inside, and biscuits from Ponis, just for you.”
Just for… her? Marble’s heart fluttered as she took in the words, her fears melting into the background as her cheeks turned red. She dared a glance to the yellow stallion. His white and red hair was so different from the manes that most in her town had, while his horn marked him as almost one of a kind in the small village. Even more were those beautiful, bright, white teeth that seemed unable to hide, and his green eyes were always fixated on her like she was just as he had said. A diamond amongst so many rocks.
She stepped forward, crossing into the trailer as she said, “Th-Thank you, F-F-Flim.”
His blazing smile only grew brighter for her words, and one of his hands came up to cup her cheek. It was almost normal for Marble at this point, and she barely even flinched at the touch. After all, it was just a part of their modern friendship lessons that they had been charged to give from Princess Twilight. It was also just how Flim was, and his twin liked to mock him for being too ‘new wave’, whatever that meant. She… liked it though. Liked the gentle pressures he put on her body, even the rare times when he would brush upon the parts of her body her dad always told her to hate…
“Some tea? Or would you like to try a biscuit first?”
“Or both! The bread is a little stale after all, but by design.”
Marble almost let out a small chuckle at Flam bringing up design. He was the tinkerer of the two after all, and he loved to discuss how things worked. He had even helped her get her small tablet, a Hearthswarming gift from Pinkie Pie that she barely knew how to work, to run smoother on the first day they had met. It had taken a while, but he assured it was just because he was being thorough with it.
He wasn’t as touchy as Flim, but she felt like that was a good thing. Whenever Flim was coming on too strong, he would take ahold of her and pull her away from his brother before scolding him. He was also what dad would call a gentlecolt, no better shown by when he hit himself for accidentally grabbing her breasts the last time he had to pull her away. In fact, she could still see a little remaining of the bruise he had left on himself from it.
They wouldn’t want her to bring it up though, so she instead took the tea and gave it a small sip. It was warm, but something about its taste was just… off. She couldn’t quite place what, but it wasn’t awful. It must have been bad enough to have made her make a face though, as Flim, his hands gently on her shoulders, whispered to her, “Don’t worry about the taste at first. It’s a bit of an acquired taste, but it’s well worth it.”
Marble nodded slightly as she looked down at the cup. It wasn’t bad, and it was from so far away… She let out one of her small, affirmative squeaks, to which Flam clapped his hands. “Well, if we have our refreshments down, why don’t you come down here and we can start showing you some of our treasures from around the world?”
And so began the reason she came here so early. Flim and Flam had told her that they had hundreds of stories that they could tell so much better with visual aids that they felt were best done in their trailer. And… They were right. They could turn out the lights, bring out really fragile constructions, and use their magic more freely in here.
And so she watched them fight off bandits, liberate towns, and educate hundreds with their different devices and businesses. They were beyond her imagination, and what impressed her the most was that they admitted to their failures. Admitted to when one machine, without the proper testing, had harmed someone in the crowd, and the two had put themselves up to the judgements of the courts for punishment. In their words though, they found their honest and good business practices left them without blame, and that they could be let go.
And all the while, they shared with her more exotic drinks, though mostly teas, they claimed, as they performed. She only doubted their claim because some tasted nothing like tea, but their usual claim against such an idea was that it was what they were told it was. Not that Marble cared. Not while she was taken off to worlds that she hadn’t even imagined in her greatest stories.
Not that they minded her questions. They made her feel safe to speak her mind. To be herself, even if herself was very quiet, and mostly just in awe. But then there were the times only one was telling the story, and how nice it was to have the other sitting beside her. From one arm being slung over her, to Flim teasing her into sitting on his lap, to her current position in Flam’s arms for a particularly soft story about a pair of ponies they needed to help be together, where his hands were firmly clasped around her ass. She didn’t even say anything about it at this point though, not when it was part of the story, and her mind was starting to become a bit hazy.
She wanted to focus on the story, but after everything that had been going on, and with how oddly amazing another pony’s hands on her horribly large rump was… She didn’t want any of it to stop. In fact, one thing was all she could think of.
And both stallions had to stop themselves from smiling when Marble leaned in and pecked Flam’s lips.
Marble, on the other hoof, was mortified at what she had done. She tried to move, but instead was held firm by Flam’s hands gently gripping into her ass. She squeaked, tears coming to her eyes as suddenly every ounce of her fears came back to her. “N-no, s-s-”
Flim’s hand gently stroked the back of her head as Flam pulled her closer. “What do you have to apologize, my dear? That’s just a friendly gesture for many ponies nowadays.”
The haze in her mind started to come back as her confusion filled her. They were kidding, right? They had to be. Kissing, even lightly on the lips was… Was… “But that’s what married ponies do.”
Flim’s hands lowered to her shoulders, and she found herself surrounded by their presence. By their confidence, their care, and their touch. It felt so good at this point, and she wanted to just nestle into Flam’s body, but that… That was… No, it was too much. Not for ponies who were just her fri-
“We’re glad to hear that you love us too, but now that you’ve shown how deeply you do, will you let us do the same?”
Marble blinked, her heart almost stopping as she looked up to Flim, who then lowered himself to press his lips to hers. It wasn’t merely a small peck though. No, his tongue pushed her mouth open while one of his hands kept her head in the right place for all of it. For every second that his hot muscle wrapped itself around her own tongue, and a soft moan from his lips shook every inch of her body. It was… It was better than anything she had ever felt before, and shut her eyes as tears formed in them, imagining that this must have been how her parents felt when they first kissed after the Choosing Stone picked them for each other.
And then Flim made her shake more as he whispered, “That’s only the start for us when it comes to showing a mare that we love her. Do you think you’re ready for the rest? To go all the way?”
Marble blinked for a moment, but her ‘tea’ addled brain couldn’t think about the problems with her saying how she felt. “I’m ready to leave this place with you two.”
Both Flim and Flam smiled at her, their horns glowing very brightly for a moment, but she didn’t pay it any mind. Not when Flim came in to kiss her again while Flam softly kneaded into her ass. “You cannot imagine how happy that makes us to hear.”
Marble’s cheeks brightened at their words, their touch, how they felt… Were these the sorts of things Pinkie did? The conversations that her sisters had without her? Why would they hide something so nice from her? It’s not like she would have done with anyone she didn’t love, like these two…
She touched her lips, thinking about the fact that she just managed to properly think it to herself. That she loved them. It… It sounded so nice. So right. It almost brought tears to her eyes, and she wiped her arm over her eyes to try to hide that she was getting so emotional. Now wasn’t the time for tears. It was time for her to embrace their love, no matter how they showed it.
Though… It was scary. She still froze as Flim let her go to reach down and grab the bottom of her sweater. She barely ever was in less than what she was in now with her family, so the idea of undressing before them, even if all of their touches made it clear that that was what they wanted… “W-w-wait.”
There was a pause. Both of the stallions froze, and it was like a knife through Marble’s chest. No, she shouldn’t have said anything, and Flim’s words only made it clearer as he asked, “This is what lovers do. Don’t you love us? Don’t you trust us? We trust you, and we only want to make you feel good, so why should we stop?”
Marble hung her head down, forcing herself not to give into her anxieties and begin crying. Besides, he was right. She… She loved them. That’s why she kissed them, even outside of wedlock, and at least the stallions she loved could see more of her skin, right? She swallowed hard, letting out a small hum of agreement, unable to vocalize her agreement at this point. Not with how much her brain was swimming in its thoughts and haze.
Her body shivered as Flim’s hands continued to pull at her sweater, but just as she was beginning to open her eyes again so she could watch, she could feel Flam’s fingers sliding inbetween her underwear and her long, ankle length skirt. That… That wasn’t okay! Especially when it slipped underneath her panties! This… This wasn’t really a part of new wave bonding, was it?
But they did it so casually, just like she had with her first kiss. They were completely comfortable in doing something so intimate with her, which could have only come from them being confident in doing this with her, right? That their feelings were genuine. That they loved her. That she was everything she had dreamed about last night.
She swallowed hard, her body trembling as the ‘tea’ couldn’t even fully quell the problems in her mind, but the two stallions didn’t stop. They only continued what they did, with Flim even pulling her off of Flam so that she could stand on her weak legs. That way, Flam could properly drop her skirt while Flim peeled away her white sweater.
And as both pieces of clothing hit the floor, Marble stood there, unable to look at either of them as fear, anxiety, and shame filled every inch of her. She shouldn’t be doing this. Even if it felt good, even if she loved them, she shouldn’t be bearing herself to them. It was too indecent. Her body was too soft, from her smooth, squishy stomach, her massive tits, which were luckily still kept inside her white bra, and her fat thighs which had no gap between them like Maud or Limestone did.
She shut her eyes, tears beginning to come down. She couldn’t do this. She needed it to stop, or… Or maybe they could make her forget? It was something from the haze, but it was comforting. They had made her be able to lie to her family, so maybe they could do the impossible and make her enjoy this. To like her body, and to be able to do something another pony might call modern. Yeah… She just needed them to work their magic and everything would be alright.
She… She really hoped that was right, and it was pushed harder into her mind as Flim’s words came back to her while she felt her bra tighten against her chest. The tough fabric, made special order for her mountains, bit into their sides, squeezing them into her ribs as he said, “Don’t worry. We’ve got some cream from Zebrica that will help all of those nasty thoughts go away. Just relax and enjoy it.”
And for a moment, those words filled her with fear. Or, not the words, but the idea that it was impossible as her bra fell away. The pressure on her back that she only felt when she showered was a reminder of how much of a burden they, and thus she, were. How could they like the fat bags, when her parents and sisters were so much more fit, flatter, and athletic? They would change their minds soon, and all she’d be left with is sha-
“Ah!”
Her body shook like a leaf and only stayed up by Flim quickly reaching forward and holding her up by her breasts. Normally, this would have been all she could think about, but it was almost impossible to with the fact that, for the first time in her life, a set of fingers, coated in thick, milky cream slid along her lower lips. The cream was cool, but it almost immediately made her nethers become an inferno that only made the sensations of another’s fingers teasing her all the worse. She… She had never done this before because her mother warned about what a sin it was, but just the slightest graze and… She let out an almost scared whimper as her hips tried to push themselves onto the fingers, ignoring anything her mind tried to tell them to do.
Not that they had much reason as her brain caught up to what Flim had done. His hands had sunk into her large, fat breasts that were at least the size of her own head, the fat flesh folding over his fingers in what must have felt disgusting. And yet, to her, it was causing the same waves of heat and pleasure down her body that the fingers were. Was… Was this a part of love? Was this a part of how that felt?
She let out another gasp as Flam put a single finger inside of her pussy, the cream now touching her insides and making them quake and clasp around him. Something was building up. Something that was almost scary as her mind tried to only focus on it. Focus on what was coming up, and how each small jab into her pussy.
It was on the third one where her folds became a vice around Flam’s single finger, her whole body shaking as she went limp against Flim’s chest, her voice gone, but instead was replaced by a series of small coos and hums that she couldn’t control. Not as waves of pleasure crashed down upon her body, only to come rising back up, teasing another sort of rush like this again.
And that second one came almost immediately as Flim whispered, “Just as beautiful as we had hoped, don’t you agree, brother?”
Flam nodded, pulling out his finger, now clean of any of the thick cream he had been using, before stating, “Yes, and I think it’s time for us to show her just how beautiful we think she is by joining with her, don’t you?”
Flim nodded, helping his brother to lie down on the couch in the trailer as he whispered to her, “How does that sound? Being one with us. Knowing that our union is finalized with moments where no one can tell where our bodies end or begin?”
Marble hummed affirmatively, all too happy to at this point as the pleasure coursed through her body. Besides, it made them smile, and that sent more shivers down her body, and that’s all she wanted right now. This feeling of love that was so strong that it was literally robbing her ability to act or think. Not that she needed to. Not with these two, who somehow were so amazing to have been able to do this to her.
And so she didn’t object to when they pulled out their cocks. Said nothing as she was made to suck Flim off, and only whined a little when Flam roughly pushed himself into her pussy. It was all drowned out by the pleasure, especially as they put more cream onto her. On her breasts, her clit, her ass, and even made her clean it off of Flim’s cock.
What mattered was that she was with them, and she would take every ounce of their love that they poured in and onto her. She would let them touch her however they wanted. She was now their bride after all, and to obey her lover was a girl’s place. She was just happy that she had found husbands who would be able to love her so much.
She only wished she could keep up as she started to fade from Flim’s second time cumming into her pussy, and the third load of love that poured down her throat. She had cum countless times herself, fading in and out of consciousness with the pleasure and the line between her climax and when she was on the edge of it becoming increasingly blurred. Now though, as Flam pulled his cock out of her mouth and let her head rest on the couch, she couldn’t keep it up.
So, she swallowed, smiled, and slept.
The two brothers on the other hand looked to inspect their work and discuss. Flam was the first to speak as he went to the window to make sure that they were still moving, just as they had begun to after Marble had kissed him. “We’re not going to want to stop for a week you know, and by then we’ll be running out of food.”
Flim stretched himself out, before reaching down and grabbing the best pair of tits he’d ever been able to hold in Equestria. When they had first met her, they were planning on just a quick fuck. When they had learned she was related to Pinkie, they had planned to flee, but a mare this innocent, but this lewd… “Yeah, but you know those tits are going to pay for themselves. We just need to get a place for her to show them off at.”
Flam nodded, having mostly voiced the concern out of boredom. After all, Marble could have thrown them even the smallest curveball. Made the first time they tried doing something like this even a little difficult.
Then again, sometimes it was just nice when a plan went right, and he wasn’t going to complain about having a reliable cockwarmer and revenue source. Not when those were all he normally asked for in life.
The only regret either possibly had was that, when she woke up, that small, innocent smile that so many stallions had loved in the past but been stopped from seeing by her sisters, would break when she woke up a day’s travel away from her home, and with two stallions who already no longer cared about her.
She was there’s though, and nothing could change that after all she gave to them, and all she would give to them.
Author's Note
If you want a 'happier' ending, check out the second chapter. If this is how you want it to end for our dear Marble, then you may still get something out of it, but it wasn't made as much for you.
