What Creates Empathy

Narrator/Limelight's POV.
It started off as a normal afternoon. My brother, Bright Mac and I have finished bucking for this week's harvest, and today it's my turn to sell them in the market.

Of course, I have the worst luck when it came to selling. Nopony bothers to look at the apples, let alone buy any. Bright Mac has the best luck, because he's sweet and handsome.

Me? Let's just say Applejack inherited her looks from me.

Yup. Orange fur coat with white forearms, socks, blaze and underbelly. Freckles to match. Light green eyes. Brown hooves and nails. And blonde mane and tail tied in low ponytails.

The only difference is our Cutie Marks and sense of clothing. I bare a Cutie Mark of green apples, instead of red, with a rose in the center.

My casual attire consisted of a white tank top under a lace, pastel green blouse. Dark blue khaki pants and a black belt. My Cutie Mark Patch was located on the right hip of my pants.

Anywho, it was a quite afternoon in the market, until he showed up.

A tall Earth Pony stallion. Stood about 6 foot 3 inches tall. Strong build and handsome features.

His fur coat was a dark charcoal color with lighter grey socks, blaze and underbelly. Mane, nails, hooves and tail black as the night sky. Eyes as blue as the sky after a storm. A very handsome stallion indeed.

He wore a collared shirt tucked under a pair of beige pants and a black belt. His Cutie Mark Patch on his belt buckle was a red gem cluster. A powerful Cutie Mark, and somehow very familiar...

He walked over to my stand and picked up a red ambrosia apple. He sniffed it and smiled, "Ambrosia. Such a rare apple breed."

His voice was soft and deep, it sends shivers down my spine. But in a good way.

I regained myself and smiled, "Yes. Ambrosia are actually my favorite."

The stallion looked at me, "Mine too." He took my hand and bowed, "My name is Stephanite Heliodor Pie." He looked at me with his charming eyes, "May I ask your name?"

"L-Limelight." I answered, shyly, "Limelight Suki Ginger."

He smiled, "Limelight... What a beautiful name." Then he asked, "Would you like to accompany me for a coffee at SugarCube Corner?"

"I would love to." I smiled, then sulked, "But someone has to watch the stand." Then asked, "Maybe tomorrow sounds better?"

Stephanite sweetly nodded and nodded, "Tomorrow sounds delightful."

However, we started talking and getting to know each other over the stand. It turned out we had very similar taste in music. I live with my brother and mother with my nephew on the farm.

Stephanite lives on a rock farm, just outside of Canterlot, with his brother, Igneous Rock Pie, and his wife, Cloudy Quartz, along with their first daughter, Limestone Pie, who has just turned 2. And, apparently, they're welcoming another member of the family.

Stephanite explained that his job on the rock farm was to sell gemstones to those who need them. He told my that gemstones hold masses of magical energy that help heal ailments and other problems another pony has. Such as a Rose Quartz is capable of boosting love attractions. Amethysts for protection and boosting positivity. And even Sapphires when discovering what the future holds with the Third Eye Chakra.

"That's so interesting." I smiled in intrigue, "I thought gemstones were just ordinary pretty stones."

Stephanite chuckled, "Igneous thought the same, but Cloudy showed us what they can really do."

"I'd like to know more, Stephanite." I told him.

We leaned closer, almost nose to nose, but then Stephanite doubled over in pain. He took a step back and held his mid-section.

"Are you alright?" I asked in concern.

"I'm okay." He answered, "I... I have to go. I'll see you tomorrow at SugarCube Corner."

Then he rushed off, leaving me in slight confusion and concern.

I wonder what was that about?

Stephanite's POV.
I hurried through the market place and out of the town of Ponyville, holding my stomach in pain, as I can feel pressure building up in me like a clogged up faucet. This happens every time my heartbeat increases. Every time I'm in front of something, or someone I like.

Why did I have to get this curse? All because I touched the Draconequus statue during Elementary School? They warned me, but did I listen? Oh, no. I had to be the rash one. Well... Now I'm gonna die giving myself something I wish I waited for someone else to.

I made my way to an empty clearing in the Everfree Forest. I leaned against a tree and removed my pants and boxers. My cocked sprung free from its prison, hard, hot and throbbing. Better now than never.

I reached my hand over my itching member. Tingles shuddered my body. I started stroking me my member from the hilt to the flare. The flare grew with every stroke. Ecstasy and pleasure caused me to moan and stroke faster and squeeze harder, "Oh.... Fuuuck me! Ah.... D-Dah-Damn it! Oh...."

After a few seconds, I came and blew an explosion of my cum across the grass, "Hhhuuuggghhh!!!!" Luckily, the cum became vapor as it came into contact with the grass.

My member dropped limp and I was free from the pressure.

"Why me?" I asked, "Why give me this curse? I did nothing wrong."

"That is where you're wrong." The voice from inside my head told me, as I put my pants back on, "They did warn you about the consequences. Now I'm gonna make you do things until the day you day."

"But, that means you'll die too." I told the voice.

"Wrong again, my young Stephanite." It smiled, "My physical body is still trapped in stone. The only thing that'll be wrong with you is that you'll be releasing my seed through your cock." He chuckled, "Who knows? I might possess you completely and complete the deed in somepony else. How about that mare you like?"

"You hurt her and I swear to Luna's mo- Ugh- Nnnngh!" I threatened the voice, but pressure built up again and my cock released cum into my pants. The cum became vapor again.

"You will do nothing, unless you want that to happen again. Is that clear?" The voice threatened me.

"Clear as phantom quartzes." I answered with a hopeless sigh.

What am I going to do?