Chapters We got back to the room just in time. I couldn't wait any longer. I kissed him pretty much as soon as the door was shut, anxious to begin.
"Mmm!" he yelped in surprise as I kissed him, then, "Mmmm..." as he settled into it. I slowly pulled away.
"Well, this is it." I told him. "Time to have our fun." I guided him over to the bed, so ready it almost hurt.
"I've been looking forward to this all day. I love you, Poly." he said, taking off his tux.
I took off my dress just as he took off his pants, revealing his erection. "Oh, my. You have been looking forward to this!" I exclaimed, just as he pushed me onto the bed. "Oh! Yes! Finally!"
"This is going to be fun..." he smiled, the ebilness in his voice making it impossible for me to stay calm. I nearly came right then! Before I could say anything in response, it felt it. His cock at my entrance. I tensed in anticipation. This was it. I was going to lose my virginity. I was going to become one with the stallion I loved. He looked down at me, clearly noticing my tenseness, trying to make sure I was okay. I nodded. He pushed forward, just a little. I moaned. It both hurt, and felt nice. "Oh, wow, this... is going to be tricky..." he mumbled, clearly talking about how tight I was.
I couldn't wait any longer. I needed this, more than anything else, I needed him inside me, so I made the move for him. I thrust downwards, a small scream escaping my lips at the pain of him entering so quickly, followed by a sigh at the pleasantness of having him inside. It wasn't over yet, however, as I still had one more thing in the way...
"Are you ready?" he asked, softly, mind clearly a bit muddled by the sensation of being inside, whether for the first time, or the first time in a long time, I didn't know, but I could tell he wasn't accustomed to the sensation, though he clearly loved it. Honestly, I had a hard time thinking straight myself. I managed to get out an almost drunk-sounding mhm, before he continued, burying himself deeper and deeper within me, until... "This is it... prepare yourself..."
I inhaled deeply, holding my breath in anticipation. They say the first time hurts. That's an understatement. I felt like a part of my vagina caught on fire, and then lava went flowing down and out the rest, leaving my body. Until he started to pump. Then, all pain was forgotten. In, out, in, out, in, out. The rhythm was hypnotic, the pleasure intoxicating, it was quite possibly the best experience of my life.
He pumped in and out, slowly at first, then faster, and faster. Eventually he was almost fervent in his pumping, pounding even, and it wasn't long before I came. He wasn't done, though. He kept at it for quite some time, and I came 3 more times before he finally reached his climax, spilling his seed within me, and though we didn't know it at the time, that was the start of what is quite possibly the strangest family in Equestria. I was pregnant. With a little baby colt. I think you know who that was...
Author's Note
I have been looking forward to this ever since I had the idea! Would you believe me if I told you I'm a virgin? ...probably...
Pumpkin was late. Again. I swear, if that pony wasn't so good at her job, I'd have fired her months ago, but she always managed to make up for the time she lost from being late. She could be three hours late, and still get her work done in a timely manner. I just don't know how she does it. I suddenly caught a whiff of coffee floating into my office... was that... a latte I smelled? I love lattes... so I went out to investigate, because if somepony had a latte, I wanted to know where they got it... and why they had it when they should've been working, of course.
I went out to the main area, only to find Cranberry and Sweet Potato walking around with trays of coffee cups, offering cups to everypony. "What is going on here?" I yelled, and everypony stared at me, before I heard somepony speak up.
"It's national coffee day, sir, and my sister works at the place down the street, so I got everypony coffee." Pumpkin told me. "I even made sure to get you a latte." she added, levitating it over. One sniff and I was in. "Sorry I'm late, again, but-"
"Ah, don't worry about it. I know you'll get everything done anyways. Just wrap this up and get to work, alright?" I told her. She got my favorite latte... I wondered how she knew what my favorite was as I returned to my office, only to realize. Pumpkin got me a Pumpkin spice latte. My favorite. That mare... would she ever cease to make me smile?
"Sir? I... need to tell you something."
"What is it?"
"Um... the reason I'm always late. And the reason I'm going to have to leave."
I did a spit-take. LEAVE? Why would Pumpkin be leaving? "What do you mean, leave? " I yelled at her.
"Sir, I... you know when we first met?"
"Yes, I must say, you've certainly lost quite a bit of weight since then."
"Thank you, but... I wasn't exactly, fat ... I... was pregnant."
If I'd been drinking my latte, I would've done another spit-take.
"Are you saying that you've been late, because you're taking care of a foal?" I quietly shouted. A foal... why didn't she say anything? I would've been more than willing to let her start later, so she wouldn't be 'late'! So why wouldn't she say anything? I'm not one of those old-fashioned nincompoops who think that mares require a husband to raise a foal, I just think it's an easier life-style. So... why?
"Yes, sir. I... I have."
"Why didn't you say so sooner? I'm not an old-fashioned nincompoop, you know! I understand that a single mare can raise a foal!"
"I... I'm not... proud of it..." she whispered, clearly uncomfortable, though I couldn't fathom why.
"Why not? A single mare needs to be strong to raise a foal, and you've done so well here, I can only imagine how well you're doing with a foal! You're easily the strongest pony I know!"
She blushed, before telling me why. "She's not an ordinary foal. She's half changeling."
I was shocked. A half changeling foal? I don't think anypony quite realized that was possible. Of course, it makes sense, when you think about it, but... half changeling? No wonder she kept it on the down low. Changelings were a bitter rival, and to have a half changeling foal... many ponies would no doubt be cruel to her, even if it wasn't her choice.
"How did it happen? I'm... not upset with you, and you are more than welcome to stay. I just... want to know... how?"
"I... I love him, and he loves me. We don't have to be enemies! And... I... I can't stay. I... I'm pregnant. Again." she sighed, and turned away. "I barely managed to keep Flitter a secret. Another foal? No... I'll be found out for sure."
"I don't care about the changeling thing. You are a wonderful pony, and a wonderful mare. If you say he can be trusted, then I trust you. In fact, let's work to change things. That's what we do, after all! We create an outlet for change! Tell your story! Not everypony will be onboard, but I'll protect you as best I can. Okay? Pumpkin, you're like a daughter to me. I... I love you. Like a daughter, that is." I winked. She laughed, and gave me a hug.
"I don't know, Mr. Draft. Ponies, for all the love they share with one another, aren't very loving towards other creatures, and ponies who are, well..."
"Then we should change that. Together. Are you in, or not? I'm going to do this with or without you, but I'm sure your story would make it a lot easier to accept." She smiled.
"...I'm in."
Author's Note
This has no direct relevance to Meta Sketch, but it has some... indirect relevance.
This story was written on the fly, on a whim, and may not make perfect sense. Enjoy.
Jelly was in a rut. PB was amazing, but... life had gotten boring with him. She wanted adventure, excitement, she wanted something new. Someone... new...
So she ran away.
What she found was amazing, all kinds of jellies, strawberry, blueberry, grape, razzleberry, blackberry, peach, mango! The sheer number of jellies amazed her! She'd only ever really known about her own, cherry, and to see all these others was like... like... she'd died and gone to heaven! Oh, the adventures she could go on, the things she would see with all these jellies! She-
"Sunny, are you playing with the food again?"
"Yes, mom..."
"What did I say?"
"If we don't keep it in the fridge it'll go bad..."
"That's right, now, go put it back."
"Okay mom.
Author's Note
If you want to hear more about Sunny and Jelly, just ask! I'll start a series!
She had no idea what she was getting herself into. NOPONY messed with Crema Lune and got away with it! As I stormed off to the kitchen to practice, I thought about every time she had messed with me.
That time in level 2 when she made eclairs, and tried to get me disqualified for copying, when she herself was the copier. I'd changed my style of eclair last minute from the classic chocolate and vanilla to a more original blackberry blueberry marbled creme. I won.
That time in level 4 when she accused me of not washing my hooves. Video proved I did wash them. It also proved that she didn't .
That time in level 7 when we had to cook hometown dishes. We both came from the same town, and happened to pick the same dish. Her measurements just happened to be off by 1/4 of a teaspoon, throwing off the entire batch, and ruining everything. She accused me of messing with her utensils. Once again, she accused me of doing something she herself had done, but I had double checked my measurements and found them to be inaccurate, and thus succeeded in making the dish first try.
And now. She had dared to submit the dish I had been planning on making for years. My piece de resistance, my perfected recipe. I don't know how she got it, but she would pay.
"And now, by Crema Lune, a dish she has titled, 'Return to Sweets'. A 3-tiered carrot cake with vanilla honey glazed buttermilk biscuits, blackberry blueberry marbled creme eclairs, and a strawberry vanilla drizzle, with edible gold glitter dusted from above."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"Well, I must say... what made you think to include the biscuits?"
"It's a recipe I've worked to perfect for years. A sweet biscuit that also goes well with savory dishes. The key is adding some vanilla and honey to the batter at the right time, and flipping the biscuits while they bake."
"THAT FLIPPING BISCUIT! THAT'S MY DISH!"
"Oh? But I've been working on this for years!"
"No you haven't! I have!"
"Then how about a taste test. If the recipe is yours, your biscuits would clearly taste better. If it's mine, mine will, as the timing is truly key, and I never wrote down when to add the extra vanilla and honey, only that it should be done."
"Deal!"
Victory is truly sweet. She was banned from future competitions for cheating. I look forward to never seeing that flipping biscuit again.
Author's Note
Inspired by not swearing! XD
i was out shopping when I saw him for the first time. I nearly tripped over my own hooves when I saw him. He seemed to be made up of all sorts of creatures, and it made literally no sense. How was that even possible? Then I saw who he was with. Of all the ponies he could've been with, she was the most unexpected. The fact that she was with him gave me courage, and I walked over to investigate.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Hm? Oh, hello. Are we in your way? I'm sorry, I-"
"It's okay, Fluttershy, you're not in my way. I was wondering about him..." I told her, nodding at him.
"Oh, that's Discord... he probably would've introduced himself, but he's obsessed with a song somepony wrote about him and he's been listening to it for hours. I can't get him to stop."
"Oh?" I answered, looking at him, noticing that he was wearing headphones. I looked, and sure enough, they were plugged into an mp3 player. I unplugged them.
Discord, I'm howling at the moon, and sleeping in the middle of a summer afternoon,
The song blasted momentarily, before he quickly shut it off and yelled at me.
"WHAT did you do THAT for?" he shouted, "I was merely trying to enjoy my song!"
"As I hear it, you've been enjoying it for hours. I think it's a good time for you to take a break. Besides, I'm curious. I wanna know more about you."
"You want to know more about me?" he asked, incredulously. I didn't understand why, I would've thought everypony would be curious. Come to think of it, though...
"Yes, I do. My name is Rainbow Rose."
"Yes, yes, nice to meet you, so, what do you want to know?"
"As much as you're willing to tell."
Author's Note
Inspired by the song Discord by Eurobeat Brony, but more specifically the remix by The Living Tombstone. Hope you enjoyed! And don't forget, if I see enough interest, I'll turn it into an actual story!
