1. Performance Evaluation
Firefly never really did like coffee. Sure, she'd had a cup in the past before school when she couldn't sleep the night before, or to stay up late studying when she'd saved everything until the last minute, but it certainly wasn't something she had on a regular basis. Her mother drank it often, engorging herself every morning with two or three cups before rushing Firefly and her siblings off to school, then went to her own job. In the evening, the mare who looked years beyond her age would drink another pot while cooking dinner and making sure the foals would be off to bed. Then, she would leave again for her second job.
Firefly always admired what her mother did for her family. Ever since her father left a few years ago, when Firefly was barely old enough to understand what leaving meant, the mare had remained strong and worked her heart out for her family. It was admirable, and frankly exhausting just to look at, but her Mama always seemed to be able to make things work for the small family of five.
Firefly was the second oldest, and the only filly in the bunch. She'd just started high school that year, and now that she was old enough it fell on her to help the family in the one way she could: by finding a job for the weekends.
It hadn't been easy, either. What business would hire a young filly still in school with no job experience? Things looked for a long time as if she would never find work, and her mother would continue to labour away at her second job during the night when she should be getting the rest she deserved. One could tell just by looking at her how much it had caught up to the once-proud mare, but she'd do anything for her children and Firefly knew it. She just had to find a way to help!
Then, when she'd nearly given up hope begging every shop owner in town, salvation came in the form of a new coffee shop right on the town square. It was a chain of a popular series of shops that had been in Manehattan and Canterlot, where high society had adored it.
Firefly never really did like coffee, but for her mother, she'd do just about anything.
Firefly stood proudly in front of a mirror, admiring her new dark green apron and baseball cap adorned with the name of the cafe. A bright smile swept across her face as she felt a surge of pride. She was all grown up now, making her way out in the world and helping her family. It felt good to contribute on her own.
The morning had been a busy one. She arrived just at ten o'clock and was given her new uniform. One of the other employees, a mare a few years older than her, had been tasked with teaching the newcomer how to make the different kinds of coffee they sold. Before that day it had all been a mystery to Firefly and she'd barely paid attention to her own mother making coffee, but seeing all the different machines whirring and steaming was a bit intimidating. Was it always so complicated? When she'd asked, the other mare just laughed.
After a few hours of watching and learning, she'd been allowed to help her first customer under the careful eye of her mentor. Firefly remembered all the right things to say and smiled extra wide. A kind old granny smiled back and asked for something simple, and Firefly had even gotten to make it herself! She'd even received a tip and a few compliments from the kind lady. Firefly felt proud, hoping that everything would go so smoothly. She could really do this! It was if all her doubts had been for nothing.
Around midday, some of the other workers started to take breaks, and Firefly was left with a little more responsibility without as many ponies to help. She took charge and greeted all the customers, taking their orders while the others made the coffee. It was exhilarating and fun!
When it wasn't as busy, she chatted with her new coworkers, who seemed tired, but impressed by her enthusiasm. They were jovial with one another and all helped each other out. It was like a big team that worked together and helped one another. For the zillionth time that day, Firefly swelled with pride as they all gave compliments for her first day, to which she casually waved off. It was nothin', really!
As the flow of coffee-thirsty ponies died down, Firefly was last to go for her lunch break, and she was starving. She excitedly waved to her new friends and grabbed herself a muffin, about to hurry into the breakroom when two of the other workers exchanged awkward glances. Her trainer, who's name was Berry Bush and spoke to Firefly like she was an equal, cleared her throat.
"Hey Firefly, you've, uh...been doing a really good job today. Don't forget that." She offered a soft smile. Beside her, a young energetic stallion nodded rapidly.
"Yeah, dude. Really great!" He, too, smiled at her. Both ponies were staring at her while she stood mere inches from the door. Firefly's expression must have said everything, as Berry quickly covered her tracks.
"Ah, nevermind. I'm sure it's nothing." Berry waved a hoof, and the stallion nodded. "Go enjoy your break, kid. You earned it!" Firefly could only blink at the reassurances that seemingly came out of nowhere. Berry had been nice to her all day, but never that nice, so what was going on? As Firefly dismissed the thought and walked away, she could have sworn she'd heard the two whispering.
"You don't think he would--? She's so young..."
"I don't think nothing," said the stallion, "and I didn't see nothing."
In the backroom, Firefly was enjoying her muffin while the events of the day replayed in her head. She'd successfully made friends at her new job, everypony was being so friendly to her! She'd learned about all the different items they sold, and though she had a lot to learn about making them, she had the customer approach down pat, or so she thought! It was easy-peasy, and she didn't see why ponies complained about jobs like this so much!
Before she had time to contemplate further, or even finish her muffin, her boss stepped out of his small office, through a door just off to the side. He was smiling wide, his mane neat and combed while he used his magic to adjust his tie.
"Ah, Firefly! My bright new employee. Just the filly I was hoping to see. I've heard you've been doing well on your first day, too!" He walked behind her and gave her a pat on the back. Out of the corner of her eye, Firefly saw one of the other mares that worked there grab a box she had come in for and quickly scurried away through the door, as if in a rush. Firefly smiled at him and nodded.
"Um, well, I guess that's what everyone's been saying!" She felt another surge of pride at receiving all of those compliments. She barely even noticed that the hoof hadn't left her back, and was stroking up and down.
"Mhmm. Berry was telling me about how good you were doing. Said you were even helping customers! That's pretty rare on the first day. You're special, I could tell from the first time I laid eyes on you. Better watch out you don't take my job, eh?" He chuckled heartily and Firefly nervously giggled back. She could definitely tell now that his hoof had drifted to her rump and was touching her. She shifted in place.
"Listen, darling..." The boss pony leaned closer, lowering his voice. "I know how badly you wanted to keep this job, and when you've been doing so well...but I just got off of this important call with the higher-ups. You know, maybe it's better if we discuss this in my office?" He took a step back, removing his hoof, and in one swift motion walked right into the small office, leaving the door open behind him.
Firefly's face fell and she gulped audibly, following behind him at once as she tried to process the new information. She'd only just started and everything was going so well, why would they want to get rid of her? Would she at least have a chance to defend herself? What was she going to say? What if she cried in front of him and made herself look like a fool? She took a deep breath and composed herself as much as she could.
Her boss was a lanky unicorn with gelled-back hair, a cheap collar and tie hanging from around his neck. He spent most of his time in the office, crunching numbers, doing reports and otherwise avoiding having to do anything else. He was doing several of these as Firefly nervously dragged herself in, only putting down his phone and pencil when she was near the desk. He had no other chairs beside his own to sit in.
The door shut behind her with a loud clang, and then the faint 'tink' of a lock as the unicorn rose from his seat.
"Now, Firefly, as I was saying, I had a very important call from upper management today. We just don't have the money to spare, so they want me to get rid of a few employees. So now I have a terrible decision to make! Obviously, it would be easy to get rid of the new pony, but I like you, Firefly." He walked around the desk slowly and deliberately, leering over her. "But I'm not fully convinced on keeping you yet..."
Firefly jumped up, eyes going wide as she wheeled around to face him. There were practically tears in the corner of her eyes already, and he hadn't even given her a final answer yet.
"Oh, please please please don't fire me!" She pleaded, hopping around on her hooves. "I need this job! My family is so poor and it's just me, my Mom and the foals. I'm trying to help her! Nowhere else would take me. Please don't fire me!" Her eyes were glassy as she lowered her head and clung her tail between her legs. Her boss chuckled and continued walking around. He was behind her now.
"Oh, sweetheart. If only life was so easy. I know you need this job, as do all of the others. It's a terribly hard decision to make. But don't worry...as I said, I like you and think you will do great things working here, so I'm going to let you be one of the first to do a test I've come up with." She smiled broadly, though she couldn't see it, and approached her from behind, one hoof trailing up her back. She shivered and gulped.
"A test? P-please, I'll do anything, but I don't know much about the stuff we make yet. I'm afraid I'd fail it horribly..." She whimpered as he kept walking, that hoof on her back. He merely chuckled again and leaned close to her ear.
"Not that kind of test, my sweet." His horn suddenly lit up, sweeping away most of the items off of his desk and into a drawer. It was mostly barren now, save for his phone and the lamp. "I want you to put your front hooves up on the desk and lift your tail for me. It's simple, and I'll do all the work. You can't lose." His icy grin stretched from ear to ear and sent a shiver down Firefly's spine.
Of course, she knew what he was asking. She may have been a young and naive teenager, but she'd taken all her sex-ed courses and spoken to some of the other fillies her age. She'd never done it, of course, but she knew a few who had. They all said it was amazing, but Firefly was saving herself for a nice colt who liked all the things she did and liked her back. Not in some dingy office by her new boss. Her thoughts then wandered back to her home, and struggling mother. her youngest brother needed a new blanket badly, as it had been passed down so much it had holes in it now. And she'd been dying to join the hoofball team this year, but that took money, too.
Her mind made up, Firefly let out a small shuddering sigh and raised herself up, forehooves plonking onto the desk. She reluctantly adjusted her position to spread her legs and raised her tail over her back. A blush formed on her cheeks as she felt so exposed, her new boss hovering with his muzzle mere inches away.
"My, my. So tight looking." He licked his lips, before leaning forward and dragging his tongue from the bottom of her vulva to the very top, letting the tip of his tongue just barely poke past her lips, teasing where her clit was. She gave another shudder and adjusted her wings, staring forward at the blank wall in front of her. This couldn't be happening, it wasn't real, and she told herself that over and over again.
His muzzle pressed fully up against her, soaking up her scent and letting his hot breath seep into her. He trailed a hoof up to her hind leg and pressed it against her inner thigh, then pulled it away to spread her flesh. His tongue rolled out of his mouth, starting to ever so slowly snake up into her forbidden passages, spreading her just slightly and discovering new parts of her she'd never felt before. Firefly couldn't hold it back anymore, and let out a sharp gasp.
"Oh!" She lifted her hind hoof, the one not being pressed into with his hoof, up into the air, pulling it against her body as she squeezed down on his warm and wet tongue, which seemed to go on forever into her, then stamped it back down again on the floor with a thud. "Eeep!"
The stallion seemed amused by this, judging by the chuckle he was letting out every so often by her reactions. He pressed his long appendage to the bottom of her opening, rubbing it against her clitoris. This caused another jolt of electricity through Firefly, who was struggling to grip onto the desk with all her might.
She knew full well she shouldn't be enjoying this, that it was wrong and he was much older than her, and that he was using her to get what he wanted, but his tongue just felt so incredibly amazing and fantastic pressed up into her like that. It was like nothing she'd ever experienced before. She positively writhed in place, pushing back just a teensy bit, then more and more as the minutes wore on.
Suddenly, he began thrusting his tongue in and out of his mouth and against her opening. In and out, with his tongue curled to be thick as possible. He didn't start slow, but rather went full-bore and ravished her with his mouth as rough as he could. With another squeeze and a stamp of her hoof, Firefly let out her first moan.
"OH! Oh, gods! Ahhh!" She squeaked and grabbed at the desk as she felt a delightful, incredible orgasm sneaking up on her. It was nothing like her hoof. The situation she was in almost seemed to turn her on even more, causing her to be incredibly heated. Her tail did a little flick all of its own volition.
Just as quickly as it had approached, the wave of incredible pleasure crashed down. She reached her peak and exploded off of it all at once, squeezing and convulsing her inner walls around his tongue and squirting her filly juices all over his face and muzzle. He gave a delighted hum as he lapped up every last drop, cleaning her up and pulling away.
Tired from the long day thus far, and the powerful orgasm, Firefly collapsed weakly over the desk, her head in her hooves. For such an inappropriate situation, she smiled to herself. She'd needed something like that for a long time. She was so caught up in the moment of her afterglow and the warmth emanating from her nethers that she'd completely forgotten about the pony behind her.
He laughed again, his voice slick and demeaning. He walked up behind her and raised himself up onto the desk, body pressing into hers. She felt his member, thick and dripping with precum, press into her back. All at once, all of her fears and insecurities came rushing back to her, and she bristled up into an upright position again.
"P-please no. Not this. I'm waiting for the right c-colt!" She whimpered, shifting about under him as if trying to squirm away, but his hooves had her pinned tightly to the desk. He took a step back, letting his cock slide down her back, leaving a trail of slick pre as he did. She went to cover herself with her tail, but his magic quickly took hold of it and held it out of the way. His tip finally fell off of her, slapping against her rump and smearing her juices and his saliva everywhere. She felt it poke against her small slit, and she nearly jumped.
"Do you want this job or not." He growled into her ear as he took ahold of her mane in his teeth. His voice had changed somehow as if he had regressed to some sort of primitive beast with only primal instinct left. He was unperturbed by the quiet sobbing from down below as she was faced with a terrible choice. After all, the touching and his tongue were one thing, but this? He waited patiently, not going until she had said so. At least he had some modicum of respect left in him.
"...F-fine." She relinquished herself to him at last, closing her eyes and wincing as he adjusted his grip and pushed his way into her folds, not gently or smoothly by any means. Once his tip had found purchase it sunk inside of her, spearing her wide apart and leaving her feeling stretched apart and full. If his tongue had felt thick, then this was an altogether overwhelming experience. Before now, she never would have thought it would fit.
The stallion above let out a grunt as he gave her a moment to get used to the impossible size, grunting about how tight she felt. A hoof rubbed her side slowly as if trying to show a thinly veiled attempt at being caring. His hips pushed further, burying another couple of inches, and Firefly cried out. Her ears pinned back and she shut her eyes, trying to forget where she was entirely, but it wasn't so easy.
He started to rock back and forth, pulling out a couple of inches and rolling them back in. Each time, he tugged on her walls and stretched her even more, adding another inch or so with each inward thrust. Her pussy ached from all the stretching, but she knew he was far from done. After minutes of slow going, she felt a thick ridge blocking the rest of his stallionhood from entering her.
The stallion above let out a grunt as he adjusted his hips so that he could more easily pull back and thrust in, and with little consideration for her comfort began thrusting and humping into her depths at a slow and gentle pace.
FIrefly's insides were warm and inviting, squeezing him in a fruitless attempt at trying to push him out. The more she tried to remove herself from the situation the faster he seemed to go, spearing her with that thick meat pole and assaulting her very core. She felt so full and stretched she wasn't sure her body would ever go back to normal. She thought about what it would be like to walk around like that and shuddered in horror.
She shuddered again, but this time it wasn't out of disgust. His member had pushed deeper and now his medial ring was inside, rubbing against her now winking clitoris each time it popped in and out. She tried to deny her body the pleasure but it was no use. She was enjoying this, the situation; being used like a toy for his pleasure. For the moment, this was her job and what he was paying her for. To be his cumdump and his sexual gratification whenever he pleased.
He started getting rougher, his forehooves curling and gripping harder onto the desk. He bent over and grabbed more of her mane in her mouth and tugged. She squealed, jolting back instinctively to get away from the searing pain. He used this to his advantage to thrust farther in than ever before and suddenly he'd bottomed out in her. Her mouth hung open and she cried openly as she felt her belly bulging out around his cock. It was so big and thick inside of her. It was her whole world right now, a part of her body that she couldn't refuse.
The stallion was in a moment of bliss. This was, by far, the tightest pussy he'd ever had. She squeezed and gripped him like she would never let go and the very idea that this little slut he'd just hired was enjoying it only turned him on more. He'd decided from the moment he'd met her at the first interview that he was going to have her beneath him before long, but he hadn't imagined in his wildest dreams it would have been like this.
"Nnng... You're doing so good, Firefly. A good, compliant little pony. Someone like you will go...Nnf...far." He thrust even harder and faster than before, little slaps echoing through the air each time their bodies collided.
Firefly didn't respond with orders, only grunts and moans. She was pushing back now, despite her mind pleading her not to. It felt so good. She craved him.
"Y-yes, sir." She grunted between thrusts, her body rocking back and forth against the desk that she was barely able to hold onto. She felt a familiar warmth pass through her, her body tightening, her hind leg curling and lifting against her body. She was going to cum soon.
Judging by the rapid, erratic pace of the stallion above her, it was unlikely that she would go first. His back arched and he let out a moan, lifting one of his hooves off of the table and pressing it into her back...
"Nnnng. Take it...you...slut!" He let out a loud moan and slammed into her over and over again until at last his member flared and swelled inside of her, locking him in place at her deepest depths. He began pumping out his hot, sticky seed, flooding her womb until her belly felt bloated and full. Firefly lost her grip and felt her chin hit the table painfully as she was thrust into it. Her body convulsed and she came for the second time, soaking his cock and her thighs.
For a long time, they lay there, panting and recollecting themselves. He was basking in the afterglow. Firefly was laying, wide-eyed, disgusted with herself and him, and what had just transpired. She felt his seed slosh around inside of her and wanted to throw up.
"I see you being my star employee, Firefly. None of the others performed like you did on their first day." He stretched and started to pull himself out, but his member was still flared and it only served to yank on her rump, bringing her with it. She whined in protest. Instead, he planted a hoof on her rump and roughly tugged back with his hips, pushing her in the other direction.
His cock came out of her with an audible pop and cum gushed from her small pussy, leaking down her thighs and onto his desk. He wiped his cock off on her haunches near her cutie mark and climbed off of the desk.
"Your break is over." He said plainly, going right back to his monotone 'boss voice'. "Get back to work."
Firefly was climbing off the desk in a daze, her legs not seeming to comply with what her brain was telling her. She dizzily stepped off and tried to stand, though it was difficult.
"C-can't I clean myself up, first?" She whined pathetically, her head low, eyes pleading as she stared up at him. He threw a pile of napkins at her, for which she gratefully used to wipe off her thighs. Still, there was some cum dripping from her pussy, and not enough napkins to finish cleaning.
"Go back to work." He repeated, staring daggers into her.
"...But."
"NOW." He yelled, his horn lighting up and he yanked the door open. Firefly walked out in a daze, legs wobbly, and back out into the store. There was a small line of customers. Berry gave her a sympathetic glance before returning to her order.
Her mane a mess, her fur matted, and her pussy slightly agape, but thankfully covered by her tail, Firefly finished her shift.
