Bad Blood

Anonymous 0900 hours Status: feeling warm

The sounds of a typical day at Quills and Sofas inc drifted down the halls toward your lonely desk outside the boss’ office. Multicolored mares walked to and fro, moving through cubicles with manilla folders and coffee. They laughed and talked about their weekends. A few semi-familiar faces even gave sheepish smiles and waved at you.

You hadn’t been super fond of being a secretary, but the job was alright, and the mares were all pretty friendly. Especially your boss, Ruby Shine. Though, she could seem a little… pent up, you suppose.

In any case, your late arrival had gotten a few looks, but Ruby merely gave you a half hearted talking-to outside. After thinking it over, she eventually asked you to stay late to make up the time. You’d nodded and gotten to work, making a mental note to do better in the future.

That was only an hour ago.

”Anonymous, hun, I… I’m sorry if I’m being harsh with you,” Ruby said, looking like she’d accidently kicked a puppy on the way here. “I don’t feel right treating you like that.”

You glanced at the red coated mare, a bemused expression on your face. There was no use fighting her sometimes. Just had to work through her pestering.

”Oh, I know,” she said, lowering her eyelids at you. “How about I treat you to lunch somewhere nice—just to two of us? I hear there’s a great Itfilly pasta place on Manestreet. Humans can eat pasta, right?”

“Yes Ms. Shine, I can eat pasta.”

She put a hoof on your thigh. ”I told you, hun, call me Ruby. We know each other well, don’t we? Soooo, the pasta thing. It’s a date?”

“I have plans for lunch already.” You didn’t. You just knew nothing good could come from messing around with your boss.

She gave an exaggerated huff, then put a foot up on your chair and arched her back. Ruby leaned in, whispering toward your ear. “Aw, come on, Nonny. Why don’t you let a real mare into your life?”

Your feather pen cracked in your grip. As you turned to your boss, half a mind to tell her to rub one out already or something, a surge of heat spread through your chest and rushed down toward your groin. Your words caught in your throat and instead came out as a hot pant. The room whirled for a split second and when the sensation stopped, you were left with a strange hunger that you couldn’t quite describe. The heat lingered still, pulsing in your center along with a light fog clouding your thoughts.

Ruby tilted her head and stepped down. ”Nonny? You okay, sweety?”

“I don’t know,” you said trying to shake the feeling off. “I think I need a minute—”

Ruby paused, studying your face for a moment before she gave a short nod. ”Okay… if you need anything else, just ask,” she said, eyeing you with a frown before heading down to the cubicles.

As you turned to the mare, the heat pulsed more insistently. Even from this angle the curve of her flank seemed to tease you. Her beautiful heart shaped bottom bounced slightly with each step, her tail swaying side to side, begging you to take a peek. A familiar feeling stirred in your nether regions and you realized you’d let out a soft growl. What would happen if you just… went over and mounted her right there, in the middle of the office. She probably wouldn’t even complain, just take your whole length in one go as you pounded her into the floor, her eyes rolling back. You’d make her scream, call your name for everyone to hear and then—

Wait… No… no, that’s not right. You couldn’t do that.

The heat surged.

Your eyes wandered to Cherry Berry, another office mare who was talking to your boss. Her slender legs seemed the perfect kind to trace your fingers across, creating patterns around her inner thighs. Cherry laughed at something, her voice taunting you with the possibilities of how she might moan.

You slapped yourself across your face. Pain replaced the fog over your mind.

“What is going on!?”

You closed your eyes and took a deep breath. Don’t panic, Anon, this is probably like… a really bad pent up spell or something. Just don’t eyeball any more mares and focus on your work.

You grabbed another feather pen from your utensil cup and moved the next document over. As your eyes scanned the legal jargon, little anon settled back down and the heat drained out of you. You gave a relieved smile and sat back in your chair.

”Hey, Anon, hope Ms. Shine isn’t pushing you too hard nowadays.”

You looked up to see Minuette giving you a cheerful smile on the other side of your desk. Your coworker had quite the pretty face, you realized. You idly wondered how she’d look with that pretty little face buried in your crotch while you ran your fingers through her mane and told her what a good pony she was… Your knuckles turned white as you gripped the pen.

S-Shit...

Anonymous 1700 hours Status: Hot under the collar

Shoeshine gave you a friendly smile as she walked past the front of your desk. “Hey, Anon. Is Ruby really making you stay late?”

Your skin felt like it was smoldering, your heart beating in your chest. You’d eyefucked that little blue mare up and down and she hadn’t a clue. A shudder ran up your spine as the image of her bent over your desk flashed through your head. It was so easy to see her being fingerfucked into oblivion by you—no hope of escape till you had your fun.

“Y-yeah,” you said. “She’s just doing… w-whatever.”

”Ha, well, you’ll make out okay I bet. Good luck,” she said and turned to head out.

You made a half-hearted attempt to not stare at her perky plot as she trotted on out. Your fingers dragged against the wood on your desk, peeling off small shavings and leaving gash marks as you watched her go. You wanted to pounce and hear her squeal. Shoeshine turned the corner and the heat subsided.

A long sigh escaped your lips and you fell back into your chair. That was the last employee mare to head out for the day. That meant no more mares coming up to you… for now.

What happened today? It was like being a teenager again. But surrounded by naked women with big butts in every class. Were you just… that pent up? Have you been so busy you didn’t notice until your brain got sick of it?

You hummed to yourself. No, you’d been around mares before and they never seemed this… lewd. This wasn’t normal. Something was up.

You glance over to your paperwork pile, a mere fraction of it done. The day had been distracting. You could see a doctor tomorrow. For now, you had a job to do.

“Just focus. You’ve got one more hour to go. It’ll be easy…” you said, picking up a freshly inked pen.

Anonymous 1850 hours Status: Smoldering. Distracted

You glanced up after who knows how many forms and noticed it was well past time to go. There were still a lot more orders and scheduling bits for you to set up for Ruby, but today didn’t seem like the type to be productive. Better give her a heads up at least. Ruby had a soft spot for you, so she’d wouldn’t fire you, just be disappointed. Didn’t feel good but hey… take what you can get.

You sighed and got to your feet, walking to Ruby’s office door. The handle turned and you walked into a dimly lit room. Ruby looked to be on the phone with someone, facing away from the door, so you closed it quietly.

”Oh, you’d like that,” she said in a husky tone. “Wouldn’t you, dirty little colt?”

You paused. What…? Who was she talking to like that?

”I’d love ride you allll night, you naughty little…” She trailed off and let out a moan. ”Tell me… nnnnhhh… tell me how you want to me fuck you.”

A call-girl service? Or I guess this would be like a call-colt line since she was a mare? You took a step forward, your breathing picking up. Ruby wore thigh high socks and slid a hoof across her crotch, back and forth. Her legs twitched and she shuddered and moaned, letting out breathy gasps as she whispered dirty talk into the phone.

You stopped mid stride. You should leave… no, YOU HAVE to leave, or you might do something you’d regret. As pent up as Ruby was, and despite the number of times she’s come onto you, it just wouldn’t be right to intrude like this. God though… you’d been so pent up all day. It was taking everything you had to not go over there and fuck her senseless. You clenched your hands and used all of your willpower to turn around and take a step toward the door. Don’t think about screwing your cute, sexy little boss, Anon. Head out before you lose your cool and—

”Say my name honey… say my name, Nonny you slut.”

Something cracked inside you and the last of your willpower crumbled.