Plug It In

Advertising, the bane of life for anyone wanting to make it in modern day society. The problem with ads is that everyone has already saturated the market a million times over. Phonebooks were dead as disco, and you could post your ad in message boards all day and not a single soul would ever see it.

Fire used social media to his advantage, of course, but he had to make sure he posted his ad where everyone could see it. It would be a long time before these ads paid off, he was sure. He could always update them to pay ads if he did well enough in his business.

However, one advantage he could exploit. There was always the computer part store he knew about down in the college campus. He would have to dig into his smooth talking nature to get this done. He probably had half a pick up line, plus a whole bunch of awkward staring. His full arsenal was packed to the brim.

He walked through the front door of the repair shop. The place was a mess. Apparently, someone was doing inventory or something of the like. There were fans, hard drives, modems, wifi antennas, RAM chips and ridiculous amounts of computer screens. Fire took notice that there was a sale on HDMI cables, but he already had three extras.

“Hello?” Fire said, looking in the shelves, trying to see if there was anything he could possibly use in his new found business.

“Hey.” A very uninterested voice called back to him. He looked down the other side of the shelves to see a mare on her hands and knees. The pegasus was holding a clipboard, checking off every item as she came across them. “Welcome to Hard Drive’s Computer Parts. Hard Drive isn't here, it's just me, his peon to do his every bidding because he can't be bothered to do it for himself. How can I help you?” Her eyes never left the checklist. Her uninterested voice turned out to be more along the lines of a bewilderment. She'd obviously been there since very early, as it was only seven in the morning.

“Hi, I'm Firewire and I was wondering if I could work out something of a deal with Hard Drive?” He asked, and the dark blue mare turned a very apathetic eye his way. Her bright red mane was in shambles and she looked like she was entertaining the notion of cleaving her boss's head in twain. His proposition was about as interesting as picking paint colors in that moment.

“Apologies, sir, but I'll have to ask you to direct your question to the proprietor of this establishment. I would give you the time of his next shift but he never works. Shall I give you his cellphone number so you can call him while he's getting his massage?” Her voice never changed its dismal tone.

“Wow, how long have you been doing inventory? You look exhausted. Come and help me over by the cash register, take a breather or something.” Firewire said as he motioned her over, walking over by the checkout.

“Oh, no, please, I can't stop this wonderful task of-" She suddenly threw the clipboard over her shoulder. “Okay.” As she stood on her hooves, he got an eyeful. She was clad in nothing but tight white gym shorts, with a constricting white tank top that perfectly accented her extremely large tits. Fire was no expert, but they must have been in the EE vicinity.

He tried his very best not to stare as she stretched, her fingers locked together, raising both of her hands above her head as her back made five clicking noises in quick succession. She flapped her wings twice to loosen them up a bit. She was not in work attire, but she had a nametag that said her name was Midnight Sun. She stood behind the counter and leaned against it as she looked at him.

“Now, how can I help you, kind sir?” Her tone of voice never changed from before.

“Well, my name is Firewire, and I am starting a computer repair business. I just got started setting it up and-”

“You need parts?” Midnight asked, leaning her chin atop her palm as she looked at him. He wasn't sure if she had longing eyes or if she was just plain exhausted. He figured the latter. “But you can't pay for them because you just started your business. Sound about right?”

“Well, yes but-" Fire was about to explain until she reached behind the counter and pulled a handful of chords, CPU processors in cases, hard drives and other essentials.

“Here, take them.” She drooped back onto her palm. “Don't say I never gave you anything.”

He gazed at her, flabbergasted, dumbfounded as his eyes looked down at the pile of computer parts she laid out for him. He couldn't tell if she was being serious for the life of him. When he hesitated, she turned her eyes at him, puzzled.

“Something wrong?” She asked, then closed her eyes once again.

“Are you allowed to do this? What if you get caught?” Fire asked, and resisted the urge to scoop the computer parts into his backpack and scurry out.

She gave a short, halfhearted chuckle and sighed. “That's assuming Hard Drive cares enough about this shop to notice, which he doesn't. I've juggled this inventory so much, I couldn't actually tell you what's actually here. I only write on the clipboard enough to show I look like I know what I'm doing. You actually need this stuff far more than I do.”

“Well, I was here to see if I could set up a flyer for my business.” He pulled a red piece of paper and held it up to her. He even cut little slips at the bottom with his contact information. “But I definitely need the parts more.” He added with a nervous chortle.

She took the paper and looked it over.

“Well now you're cutting into my hard work time. And by hard work I mean when I sneak out for two hours to exercise at the gym.” She looked back at him. “How many do you want posted?”

“Would five be okay?” He asked, making her sigh.

“In that case, I will be needing payment.” She said, and he nodded, starting to pull out his coin bag. Then she motioned for him to follow her into the back room. The dark blue pegasus walked back, and after a moment, he looked around and followed.

They got to the back office and she pulled the straps to her white tank top off of her shoulders. Fire couldn't hold in his curiosity as she looked back at him with those violet eyes.

“These massive melons are absolutely killing my shoulders. I want you to massage them for me. None of that tentative nonsense either. I want a good, firm rub down. Understand?” She sat down in a chair in front of a small desk in that tiny office.

He nodded to her and was surprised as she leaned straight back in the office chair, barely opening her eyes to look at him. He made sure he was not hesitant and started gripping her shoulders. He started rubbing his thumbs up the back of her shoulders, his forearms placed against her wings as they twitched at his touch.

“Yes, just like that.” She purred. “So, you're good with computers?”

“Yeah, my cutie mark came about when I built a server out of old parts and kitchen appliances.” He said as his eyes kept locked onto her heaving tits as she inhaled and exhaled deeply. Calling them melons wasn't exaggerating. They looked like they could suffocate a pony if used in that capacity.

“Nice, maybe we can work out a deal if you need extra parts. I've been hoping for a little excitement lately. This job has been so boring.” She moaned as he targeted a trouble area where her shoulder met her neck. He gently dug his fingertips into the small pressure points, relieving her tension little by little.

One thing he knew, being a pegasus himself, was that touching a pegasus’s wings without consent could easily end in a fist fight. Invading the privacy of the wings was equivalent to walking up to a stallion and straight up grabbing his balls. You simply didn't do it.

His hands slid along her shoulder blades to the base of her wings. His fingers and thumbs ran smoothly along her feathers attached to her wing muscles and bones, causing her cheeks to go red and her eyes to open wide. She moaned as her wings twitched and quaked for a bit.

“Oh, my! You're quite daring aren't you?” For the first time, he saw a fire in her eyes as she really seemed to wake up. She tightened up as his hands squeezed her wing wrists and down her leading edges. Midnight started to sweat at this point, even get to the point of growling.

Her hand jutted up to the crotch of his pants. She hummed her approval as she felt the full size and length of his manhood. She had no inhibitions about undoing his pants, looking at him from her upside down point of view. His blackish blue skinned cock bobbed out in front of her face, tapping against her snout. She stretched an inch back toward him and began to lick his glans penis.

With no effort, she uncovered her tits and allowed them to sag to each side while she was still on her back. Her neck craned backward more and began to suck on the tip of his horse cock. His hands moved over her shoulders and squeezed both of her tits in a firm grip. By this point, the wet spot in her shorts deepened, showing a perfect shape of her mound and outer pussy lips.

He took a good risk and pushed his cock deeper into her mouth. Her jaw loosened in perfect sync as she accepted his glorious girth. By this point, he was humping her mouth and pinching her big, dark blue nipples. Her moans were muffled by his brilliantly sized dong and a string of spit continuously rolled out the side of her mouth as she slobbered all over his shaft.

She finally pulled him out of her mouth and leaned forward onto her chair.

“You don't understand how long it's been.” She breathed as she stood and bent over the desk. Her ass was something to behold as she uncovered it in front of him. The black lace thong she wore showed off the entirety of her butt cheeks. They were both ever so round and inviting as she pushed them back toward him. She wiggled her tail toward him and then used her hand to move it out of the way. Fire got up behind her and pressed his dick against her thong crotch. His precum mixed with her juices and caused her to shiver.

“You tease.” She turned her smile toward him and winked.

With his fingers hooked, he moved the thong to the side of her labia. Her inner lips were open and dripping with desire. He plunged into her. Her eyes widened and her mouth opened as she cried out with a very loud moan that echoed against the walls in close proximity.

It took no time at all through his humping, she came very hard. Her wings shivered hard as her mouth hung open, drooling on top of the desk in front of her. He didn't slow down, though, and he porked her faster as her vaginal tunnel squeezed him harder. He forced his way into her tight tube and her moans only grew louder.

The fire that burned in her uterus only grew as he fed her lust. His cock was not too big or small, fitting all the way inside of her to tap against her cervix with rhythmic pounding. As he slowed down to catch his breath, she reached back to cradle his balls. She pinched his scrotum skin a little. He gasped, but she could feel his cock twitch inside of her, making her giggle.

“You think that's funny?” He grinned as he instantly started banging her. She drew in a sharp breath as she exasperated and whimpered.

“Yes! I'm a bad little slut and I need to be punished! Please, punish me! Fuck me harder! Faster! I'm gonna cum again! Make me cum!” She began to haver, speaking mostly vowel sounds as he plowed her. “Breed me! Put you hot cum in me!”

The thought of kids didn't even occur to him in that moment. He didn't care. The thought of filling this mare with hot seed tipped him over the edge. One long twitch in his penis brought a slew of jizz that put out the fire in her loins. She orgasmed along with him, her finger reaching down to play with her clitoris as his rutting slowed down. She was so full of luscious sperm. Her uterus felt the sopping cum slosh inside of it as he pulled out of her and plopped into the chair behind him.

White goo oozed out of her as she laid flat on her stomach. Her legs were spread and her face was flat against her cheek.

“Alright, fine.” She said between the gasps. “I'll throw in a computer case."

Fire was starting to grow uncomfortable with all of the good fortune being thrown his way. He stared at her ass with the cum dripping out from the hole underneath it. Midnight looked back at him with a smile and squeezed out a wad of cum that plopped onto the desk’s edge.

“Holy shit, there's tons of it.” She laughed a little.

After a bit of clean up, the two of them sat in her office. He was sitting in a chair they’d gotten from the main store room, she was in the office chair. Too tired to actually do anything productive, the two of them just stared at one another. After a minute, Midnight fashioned a little paper football out of her inventory list. It was part of the inventory she still “had to get done” but after an amazing romp in the backroom, she just didn’t give the slightest shit.

“So, you said it’s been a while for you?” He asked, setting up the paper football between his finger and his stomach as he slouched almost all the way down in the laziest stance he could muster in that seat. Then he flicked the paper football between her two pointer fingers that she set up like a goal post. He went in evenly, making the edge of the folded paper tap her snout. The two of them laughed a little.

“Yup, I’d say it’s been about two months since I had a nice big vag slapping.” She replied as she set up the football much like he did, only she missed her goal. “That was the night my boyfriend and I broke up, and had break up sex. After that I figured I’d cool it on the sex and focus on my schooling. I only took this job to get some extra cash. Seems like you could use some too.”

“That I could. My boss fired me when I proved her wrong for the fiftieth time. She may be fucking her boss to get the power to fire whoever she wants. I don’t know. Either way, I was stuck looking for a job. Then it was brought to my attention that I could just go in the business for myself and be my own boss, making my own money.”

“Well, you’re more than welcome to my stock. I have a lot of shit I pinched from this place at home. I take all of the stuff that’s actually worth something while that asshole runs his bigger store like it’s his own personal piggy bank. The guy is a serious asshole. The only thing I like about this job is that I don’t have to deal with him much. Anytime he does, I just tighten my shirt and he forgets what he was here for. He doesn’t even know I can do computers.” The dark blue pegasus mare smiled at him and they both shared another chuckle. “So yeah, I get people needing their computers fixed all the time. I could pass some your way if you want. I know a few internet personalities that come here.”

He smiled at her, and enjoyed yet another moment of silence for a little while. After just a moment of staring at each other, Midnight lifted her leg up to him and hooked her hoof onto the back of his calf. She pulled herself closer to him on her chair’s small wheels. As she got both of her knees lined up with his, she leaned forward and climbed on top of his chest with her elbows. She nuzzled her muzzle onto his and they shared in a kiss for the first time. Neither of them realized that they had just shared a session of coitus before their first kiss, but that didn’t matter.

Her violet eyes met with his yellow eyes and they smiled.

“Thanks for everything.” He said and she nodded. They kissed once again and wrapped their arms around one another. Their position on the chair was awkward and uncomfortable, but neither of them cared in the slightest. They only cared when it was clear that he should be going.

He bid her farewell and walked out of the store. As he turned away from the door, however, he found himself muzzle to muzzle with a familiar and unwelcome face. He pulled back some with a gasp, seeing Red Ribbon standing outside of the store. The two did away with their surprised faces and put on their serious looks.

“Red.” He said, his voice covered in contempt.

“Fire.” She crossed her arms in front of her chest. She was older than she looked. Red had the visage of a teenager, but she was in her late twenties. The pinkish red batpony narrowed her turquoise colored eyes at him as he put on a brave, smug face. “Didn’t think you’d be filling out applications in a computer junk store.” Her prissy voice showed its ugly mug for about the five millionth time by his count.

“Yeah, I hate to prove you wrong for the fifty-first time, but I’m here getting parts. Turns out you did me a favor by firing me. Not only do I not have to put up with you, but I’m going to go in the business for myself.” The smile never left his face as he talked. He circled around her as he was starting to walk backwards.

“Oh, really? And what, pray-tell are you going in the business for?” Red Ribbon asked. If he didn’t know better, he’d almost say she was honestly curious.

“I’ll answer your question when you tell me what you’re doing at the computer junk store. You wouldn’t happen to be looking for the proper solid state drive would you? You know, the one I told you was going to corrupt if you weren’t careful?”

Her expression spoke volumes. Her pinkish red face started to turn a very dark red as the blood rushed to it.

“Well, I guess I’ll be friendly and tell you they don’t have any. If you don’t believe me, you can just ask my new marefriend.” He pointed into the store as he was now walking down the sidewalk backward, making sure he wasn’t running into anyone along the way.

“Marefriend?!” She shouted and looked into the store at the pegasus mare who was now at the counter, reading a magazine. “Now I know you’re full of shit.”

“By all means, prove me wrong.” He said back to her as he turned and started walking away. His backpack was now heavier with new hardware and software.

Red Ribbon looked into the store window, then back at the pegasus. Her teeth gritted, and her face still beet red from anger.

“You’ll pay for this, Fire!” She growled at him from a distance as he kept walking.

“Pay for what? I’m just being helpful!” He shouted back from down the sidewalk. He didn’t chuckle outright, but inside, he was raging with laughter and raspberries he really wanted to send her way. However, he wanted to be the humble winner when it came to Red Ribbon. It’s not like he outright hated her or wish she was dead. He certainly didn’t like her but there was no actual ill will.

Sure, she fired him because she was prideful and petty. Still, it afforded him the opportunity to try another route in his life. If he played his cards right, this could prove to be the job he was born to do.

As soon as he got home, he started up on his computer. He posted advertisements literally everywhere he could think of. He went on forums, chatrooms, social media sites, and anywhere that had panels for small websites. He used his own small site that he made as a colt. Originally it was to create website layouts for other ponies but now he was changing the content. It took him a good while to get it presentable, but a crude site was all he needed to get him off the ground.

It was late, he was tired, and he fell asleep on his bed with his laptop at the foot of it. Fire felt somewhat accomplished, but he knew that he had a long way to go.