Rolling his cart of cleaning supplies up to the gymnasium door, Anon slid his key into the lock. Looking down both ends of the hallway, making sure that he was clear from any prying eyes, he slipped inside, pulling his cleaning supplies in behind himself. Now in the antechamber of the athletic wing, he released a sigh. Yes, cleaning the area on a monthly basis was a part of his job, but on this particular evening, he’d had something else in mind.
A few months ago Anon had inexplicably found himself in Equestria, the land of talking and magical creatures from a television show that he was somewhat familiar with. Twilight Sparkle, the Princess of Friendship, had given him a job at her School of Friendship, shortly after his arrival. Not only did her offer afford him lodging and income, but it also allowed Anon to acquaint himself with the various denizens of the land. Sure, there wasn’t really anything glamorous about being a janitor but, all things considered, he didn’t have much to complain about; that was, until recently.
A few weeks ago, Anon had been subjected to a rather scandalous encounter with Ocellus, a small shapeshifting student at the school. What had initially began as an innocent line of questions quickly spiralled out of control into an exceptionally lewd interspecies scene of debauchery. Having lost his moral fortitude in the face of a raunchy and infuriatingly attractive changeling, Anon had broken a taboo. Although he couldn’t say for certain, he was pretty sure that canoodling with a student broke several rules and/or laws in Equestria. Thankfully, Ocellus had sworn her silence and, so far, she’d kept good to her word. Unfortunately, that was only the beginning of the man’s problems.
Only a short time after that, and just as Anon was beginning to think the coast was clear, he’d discovered Smolder, a tomboyish dragon, trying on a number of frilly and feminine garments. While he’d stumbled across her totally by mistake, having discovered her in a classroom’s closet, and well after lectures were done for the day, he’d inadvertently made matters worse, while attempting to defuse the tense situation. Shortly after telling the tiny reptile that she’d looked cute in the garments, Anon found himself in the girl’s room, watching her put on an impromptu fashion show. His baser instincts got the better of him, winning out over his higher functions, as the short dragon sauntered out in an devilishly skimpy outfit. One thing led to another and, well, Anon learned that dragons can be rather sexually domineering.
The fact that Anon had done the nasty with two separate pupils, at the academy where he lived and worked, left the man’s tension to soar. Thus far, neither Ocellus or Smolder had given any inclination of revealing their scandalous affairs, but there was a third issue. Yona, a young and extremely outspoken yak, had openly asked him for carnal service on two separate occasions. Of course, he’d turned her down both times, but he had a feeling she was beginning to grow impatient. Her normally pleasant demeanor had slowly become standoffish and taciturn. Anon knew she was aware of his sinful activities with the dragon and changeling, but the only saving grace was that she had no hard evidence to levy against him. Still, he’d been on edge for the last week, and desperately needed to relax, which is why he was currently sneaking into the gymnasium.
The School of Friendship’s athletic facility was one of the best Anon had ever seen, easily rivalling a large university’s on Earth. As such, it had almost every amenity imaginable, including a track, strength equipment, a pool, and a hot tub; the latter item on the list being his motivator for that night’s visit. Of course, he was going to clean up and perform his duties but, once he was finished, Anon was going to help himself to a relaxing soak. Setting himself to task, Anon began mopping and tidying up. Making sure nobody else was there, loudly announcing himself as he moved along, the man made quickly moved through the complex. Thankfully, due to the facility’s rules regarding cleaning up after yourself, it took him less than an hour to finish up.
Wheeling his cart into the boys’/colts’ locker room, Anon retrieved a pair of swim trunks from beneath his stack of cleaning supplies. There was no way anybody would sneak up on him tonight, especially after he’d accidentally happened upon Smolder the other week. He’d locked the doors to the athletic wing, checked and double checked every nook and cranny of the place for any devious students, and even ensured all of the emergency exits weren’t propped open. Satisfied with his precautions, Anon disrobed, draping his garments on a nearby bench before walking to the pool area.
The aquatics section was relatively simple; two locker rooms, a boys’ and girls’, attached to a large central area with a massive swimming pool, a diving tank, and a sizeable hot tub. Anon’s bare feet wetly slapped against the tiled floor, as he approached his target. Swimming was fun and all, but he really wanted to get in the jacuzzi. It was pretty large too, easily big enough to comfortably seat nearly a dozen souls, and round in shape. Somehow, the contraption was able to heat the water and cause it to swirl about. He figured it was magically powered, but be damned if he could explain exactly how the thing functioned. All he knew was that there was a small crystal inset in the side of the tub which, once depressed, caused it to activate.
Easing himself into the hot tub, Anon gasped, as the cool water met his skin. There was a bench inbuilt into the side of the thing. It even had stepped seating, to accommodate the various sizes of the creatures which attended the academy; as such, he was able to make himself comfortable, without much effort. As he submerged his torso, leaving just his head and shoulders above the water’s surface, Anon mashed the crystalline control button. Almost immediately, the liquid surrounding him began to stir and warm. With a contented sigh, he closed his eyes and draped his arms over the lip of the pool.
“Oh hey, I didn’t know you snuck in here after classes!” a voice excitedly chirped, utterly shattering Anon’s leisurely soak. He nearly shat his pants, thrashing about violently, as he noticed a lavender colored hippogriff’s face mere inches from his own. Looking up, past the beaming countenance of the bird-like equine, Anon realized he’d made a fatal error. The indoor pool area was equipped with skylights, one of which had been gingerly pried open, explaining his unexpected interloper’s appearance.
Pushing himself up, Anon stood and turned to face the student. Silverstream was, among other things, a curious creature. Being a hippogriff meant the initial half of her body was that of an eagle, while her ass half was that of a horse or pony. As if that wasn’t interesting enough, she had the ability to transform into a “seapony”, a hybrid creature of fish and equine, not unlike the hippocampus of ancient Earth myth. Besides Ocellus and the few other changelings at the school, Silverstream was, as far as Anon knew, one of the only creatures on the campus who could freely transmute their form. Beyond her fascinating physiological capabilities, her personality was astonishingly bubbly and cheerful. She’d often greet him with a hug or excitedly babble on about seemingly mundane subjects. All in all, she always brought a smile to Anon’s face, and he enjoyed running into her outside of classes. That being said, he had not expected to encounter her at the time.
“Silver, you know the pool is closed to students after nine, right?” Anon asked, wearily looking at the gleeful bird-horse. It wasn’t like he was actually angry, but he’d hoped to have some time to himself for quiet introspection.
“But it’s so busy during the day! Everycreature is always splashing around and enjoying themselves, which is fine, but sometimes I just want to swim or relax without bumping into someone!” Silver exasperatedly explained, waving a taloned forelimb around. “And,” she added, jabbing a claw at him, “if it’s closed, what are you doing in here?”
“It’s closed to because there isn’t a lifeguard on duty at night,” Anon rebuked. It was an honest answer, and one which was firmly founded with the safety of the students’ well-being in mind. Not everyone could swim and, as such, having a pool attendant on hand was a safeguard.
“Well that makes the situation perfect!” Silver exclaimed, grinning broadly. “I’ll save you if you start to drown and you can keep an eye on me for, you know, lifesaving,” she tittered, dramatically giving air quotes with her forelimbs. She knew full well she was the last creature at the academy who’d need any form of aquatic rescue, but if the idea made Anon feel better, so be it.
“Just...Ugh, fine…” Anon relented, dropping his head in irritation. It wasn’t like he was supposed to be using the pool after hours himself, so he didn’t have grounds to berate the little hybrid creature. Couple that with the fact that Silver could shapeshift into a water breathing seapony and, well, he didn’t really have a leg to stand on. Having given up on the pointless argument, the man reclined into his original position. Unfortunately, he was hit with a small tsunami, as the student canon-balled into the deeper area of the tub in front of him. Mopping the water from his face, Anon stared deadpan at the exuberant hippogriff.
“What?” Silver laughed, flipping the doused mane from her face. Even though she could, and often did, transform into her aquatic form to swim, she still thoroughly enjoyed taking a dip in her quadrupedal state. Paddling over to the janitor, she seated herself on his lap. “So, how often do you sneak in here?” she asked.
“Honestly, it’s pretty rare. I’ve only done it twice, since I arrived,” Anon replied, thinking back to his first clandestine foray to the pool. Idly, he patted the girl’s head, running his fingers through her sopping wet, cornflower blue hair.
Silver hummed to herself, and contentedly wiggled her rump, as the human played with her mane. Even though she had talons, a rough approximation of fingers, they could never compare to the soft dexterity of Anon’s digits. He’d always been friendly with her and all of the other students at the school, but she couldn’t help but feel a pang of regret from getting caught. The rules were there for a reason, after all. Craning her head upward, she looked back at him. “You’re not going to tell on me, are you?” she mumbled, her doleful eyes meeting his.
“Nah, I won’t squeal on you or anything. But if you get caught, I didn’t know anything about it,” Anon affectionately grumbled. No sooner had he quashed the girl’s concerns, than she spun around, wrapping him in a tight hug.
“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” Silver bleated, gyrating in place, as her chest pressed to his. She’d have to think of some way to repay him for keeping her secret. It wasn’t like she was some brash young rebel, she just truly enjoyed some time to herself in the water. Still, just sitting there with Anon, was a pleasant departure from her lonesome trips to the pool. Besides being kind hearted and helpful, the man had held her interest, since he had appeared. Being a bit of a hybrid herself, she saw similar traits with the human. His skin was smooth, like a changelings, yet he walked on two legs, sort of like a diamond dog, but he also had nimble fingers, unlike any creature she’d ever heard of. A curious and somewhat pleasing mixture of traits, to be sure. As she held him, she felt something rub against her groin, causing her to look down in confusion, before an impish smile split her features.
Now, Silverstream was nobody’s fool, so she had a pretty good idea regarding what was going on in Anon’s shorts. Having spent her life around young hippogriff stallions, and a fair number of varying male creatures at the School of Friendship, she realized that the man’s body was responding to her affectionate gesture. As if slinking into the pool wasn’t bad enough, the notion of upping the ante with the janitor brought a whole new level of taboo to the table. Considering the two of them were alone, and she had just made a mental note to reward Anon for his silence, she may be able to repay her debt sooner than expected.
Anon offered the girl a half-hearted smile, while gently pushing her away. Something about the look Silver had just given him did not sit right. Her eyes, heavily lidded, played over his torso and down to his trunks, only heightening his anxiety. Slowly, she swam away, to the deepest portion of the jacuzzi. “So,” he began, attempting to change the subject, “do you mostly stay in the hot tub, or do you prefer to use the larger pool?”
“Hot tub, totally,” Silver said, reaching up and caressing her amulet. In a flash of light, she instantaneously transitioned into her aquatic form, her hind legs fusing into a long tail, as the claws on her forelimbs transformed into flippers. Drifting forward, she caressed one flipper against Anon’s knee and up his inner thigh. Although she now lacked digits, the appendages still held some modicum of dexterity. “I like it in here because it’s so warm,” she giggled, bringing her face closer to his.
“Hah, yeah, you got me there,” Anon weakly chuckled, trying not to fixate on the fact that the seapony now had one flipper teasing the hem of his trunks. ‘Not again, please not again. All I wanted was to relax for one night,” he internally lamented, noticing the girl draw nearer. “Well then, I’m going to go for a swim,” he announced, making an effort to flee from the rapidly deteriorating situation. As he stood, Silver’s fins tugged at his shorts, leaving him to effectively pants himself. Now on his feet, a deathly silence fell over the room, as he looked down at his exposed and semi-erect manhood.
Face to face with the man’s equipment, Silverstream openly gawked. It just looked so delightfully smooth, flopped out, as water quietly dripping from its length. Soft flesh covered the organ, from thick base to rounded tip, leaving her wide eyed with wonder. This was all just so naughty! Why, it had been thrilling enough to sneak into the gym for late night swims, but finding Anon, with his infuriatingly alluring physique and warm face, only heightened her excitement. Her heart thundered in her chest, and her mouth went dry, as she gazed longingly upon the human’s equipment. Without a word, she released her grip on his trunks and moved her flippers to his hips. Silver couldn’t explain why, but she wanted to taste it. Compelled by her inner urges, her lips parted, as she breathed upon its vascular surface.
Anon could scarcely believe what he was seeing. Why on Earth, no wait, Equestria, was Silver being so forward?! As he lifted a foot to escape, the seapony’s tail swept his legs out from beneath him, leaving him to crash back onto his seat. Askance, he looked back to the girl, only to notice a devilish smirk on her face. “I...I don’t…” he stammered, woefully aware that she outclassed him in the marine environment.
“Ssssssssh,” Silver purred, swinging her tail around and caressing Anon’s face with her caudal fin. Dipping her head below the water’s surface, she licked his tool. She couldn’t say for certain, but it looked a lot harder than it had initially. Not needing to breathe air, she simply began fellating the man, allowing her mane to drift back and forth, as she bobbed her head. The silken exterior of Anon’s rod stood in stark contrast to just how rigid it was. Steadily, as her luscious lips works its length, the salty flavor of pre-cum danced across her palate.
Knowing he had to put a stop to the scandalous act, Anon reached for Silver’s tail. Sadly, the combination of water, and her slick hide, left his fingers to ineffectually brush over her muscular lower half. Like it or not, fate had seen fit to see him placed in a compromising position with yet another student. Seeing as how her head was submerged, any of his protests would go unheard, so he simply tried to grab her rudder. The second attempt had more success, or so he initially thought. Unbeknownst to Anon, an errant digit had grazed the plump entrance of her snatch, leaving her to shiver, as her motions ceased.
While Silver hadn’t expected him to reciprocate so quickly, she was pleasantly surprised by Anon’s attention. Rotating one hundred and eighty degrees, effectively rolling onto her back, she heaved her waist upward and out of the water. If he wanted to return her gesture, she’d be more than happy to oblige him.
As Silver’s fish-like lower portion leapt to his face, Anon was startled. The slick flesh of her trunk smeared over his countenance, as the seapony dragged her snatch back and forth across his kisser. The texture of her underbelly was surprisingly like human skin, albeit a bit more rubbery. Her entrance, a darkened magenta, was juicy and inviting, as it smeared itself over his visage. Considering he was at her mercy and, shamefully, a bit turned on by the turn of events, he pressed his tongue to the girl’s entrance, licking over its sealed exterior.
The feeling of Anon lapping at her nethers sent Silver’s heart fluttering. Gleefully, she pressed herself against him, while continuing to slurp and suckle upon his member. The pre-cum leaking from his shaft was cloying and somewhat salty, but not unpleasantly so. Taking her seafaring form had definitely been the most prudent option, especially since beaks weren’t conducive for any form of oral servicing.
Given the fact that Anon’s moral standing had been compromised not once, but two times prior, he flung his inhibitions to the wind. Wrapping his arms around Silver’s back end, he committed himself fully to the sixty nine. Although she wriggled in his grasp, he knew she wasn’t trying to escape. No, the way she was pressing herself against him, while hungrily fellating him, let him knew she was more than pleased with his efforts. After a moment’s effort, his tongue dug into her slit, tasting of her succulent and velvety interior. She actually tasted pretty good, a bit briny, like an ocean breeze, with floral accents.
Silver moaned around Anon’s length, the reverberations of her throat aiding in her endeavor. Skillfully, she sucked upon him, bobbing and tilting her head slightly, as she continued. They stayed like that, pleasuring one another, for what felt like an eternity. As time passed, Silver’s ambitions and amorous hunger grew, leaving her wanting. Retracting her head, and disgorging the now throbbing cock from her gullet, her face slipped above the water’s surface. Tugging at her tail, freeing herself from Anon’s grasp, she swam to the opposite side of the small pool. Placing one flipper on the rim of the hot tub, she brought the other to her amulet, before shifting back to her quadrupedal hippogriff state. Stepping forward, and onto the submerged bench, she seductively glanced over her shoulder.
Seeing the hippogriff standing there, tail swung to the side, as she presented herself, was all the encouragement Anon needed. Standing, he waded through the waist deep water to her. For the third time in his life, he was about to breach the interspecies barrier, and with another student noless. Digging the fingers of one hand into her hip, he aligned himself with her entrance. This was not a moment for words; no, it was much more primal than that. This was moment of unscripted passion and lust between two eager beings. Shuffling forward, he penetrated her glistening marehood, drawing a shuddered breath from his partner.
The sensation of having Anon’s dick delving her depths was unlike anything Silver had ever experienced. Sure, she’d used toys and her talons a few times, but having an actual living being, flesh and blood, making love to her was indescribable. The warmth of his manhood buried within her sex, how his fingers sunk into her waist, and the sound of his breathing, it was all just heavenly. As he started to move, she pressed back against him, meeting his strokes with her tush. The only sounds in the air were the soft smacks of flesh on furred hide, the delicate splashing of water, and those of her and Anon’s stifled sounds of pleasure.
Be damned if Anon could explain it, but the whole situation was extraordinarily romantic. While he’d had no idea that his evening would be punctuated by a steamy encounter with a mythical creature from some magical land, it was a surprisingly tender experience. Rhythmically, he pistoned into the girl, causing her to whimper in delight. Snaking one hand around her pelvis, he smirked, as his fingers danced across a bud of flesh.
A throaty groan escaped Silver as Anon teased her nipple. Bucking back against him, she peered over her shoulder. While she was a bit of a sexual novice, she clamped down around him, intent on pleasuring him, as he plumbed the depths of her marehood. The visual stimulation of seeing the man standing there, bare chest and wet, only spurred her arousal. “D...Don’t stop,” she pleaded, inching closer to release.
Anon persisted, emboldened by Silver’s words. His thrusts increased in speed, and the water around him stirred, as he continued to plow away. While the blowjob was a pleasant appetizer, the hippogriff’s cunt was several magnitudes more enjoyable. Warm and snug, he was able to fully hilt himself within her sex, allowing his balls to wetly slap against her clit with each plunge. Anon knew he wouldn’t be able to last long, at this rate. Draping himself over the girl’s back, pinning her wings to her torso, he relentlessly jackhammered into her.
“Yes, gods yes,” Silver screamed, teetering on the brink. Fiercely, she rocked back to meet his strokes. The pool seethed around them, as their movements grew frenzied. Then, seemingly from nowhere, it hit. Like a bomb of ecstasy detonating within her, Silver came. Shrilly howling to the heavens, her body jerked and trembled, as she was wracked with orgasmic bliss. Climactic nectar gushed from her entrance, pattering into the waters below.
Feeling Silver’s marehood seize around his length, and hearing the girl’s euphoric cries of bliss, pushed Anon over the edge. Holding her tightly, he entombed his shaft within her. The head of his prick, kissing the entrance of her womb, erupted, dousing the hippogriff’s interior with his thick seed. Grunting, his hips fitfully bucked, as he rode out his climax. Together, their bodies entwined, they stayed locked. As the post coitus stupor began to overtake him, he shifted his torso to the side, bringing his face beside the small hybrid’s cheek.
Seeing Anon’s handsome visage appear beside her own, Silver abruptly pressed her beak to his lips, giving him the avian equivalent to a deep kiss. It may have been the overpowering euphoria, but she was compelled to carry out the passionate act. Taking a deep breath, and pulling her head back slightly, she sighed. “That was amazing,” she wheezed, staring lovingly at the man.
Gazing longingly back into the deeply entrancing wells of Silver’s eyes, Anon shook his head. If she’d been a bit older, and of the same species, he could easily see himself falling for the girl. Gingerly, he let go of her frame, delicately hauling himself from her marehood, while he stood. As the tip of his dick escaped her, gobbets of cum dripped into the pool, sinking into the warmth of the jacuzzi. Thinking fast, he mopped the bulk of the escaping spunk with his shorts; seeings as how they’d be easier to clean than ineffectually grasping for strands of the stuff in the water, it was his best option.
“Oh man, I can’t wait to tell the girls about this,” Silver exclaimed, shakily finding her footing, and exiting the pool.
“You can’t!” Anon shouted, her spontaneous admission nearly giving him a panic attack. If anyone found out, he’d likely be fired, or worse. “J...just keep this a secret between us, ok?” he hastily added, hoping the big beaked bird-horse wouldn’t go and blab about the raunchy experience.
Silver slowly wheeled in place, affixing Anon with her scrutinizing gaze. Since her time with him had been fun, and she had a bit of leverage, she came to a calculated conclusion. “Only if you promise we can do it again…” she murmured, trying to keep a straight face. Of course she wouldn’t tell anycreature, not after he’d asked her not to, but she couldn’t help herself.
With little other choice, and more than a little excited about another erotic fling with the exotic student, Anon exhaled the breath he’d been holding. “Fine,” he quietly groaned, yielding to Silver’s request. “Just make sure to…” he trailed off, noticing the plumage of her wings deftly plucking the errant gobs of cum from the water’s below.
“Hmmm?” Silver hummed, looking over at him. She knew better than to leave any trace of what they’d done; as such, she’d expertly removed any of the sticky evidence. “You can stay and swim with me, i...if you want,” she continued wistfully.
“I...I really should go,” Anon mumbled, keenly aware that he could lose himself to her. “I’ll see you in the morning, alright?” he continued, trudging off to the locker room to shower and change.
“Oh...ok,” Silver sighed, watching him walk away. The dejection at watching him leave was quickly overshadowed by the fact that he’d made her a promise. “Hey,” she called, drawing his attention, “just remember our little agreement!” More than sinful pleasure, she found a certain comfort with the man, so she deeply hoped to spend more time with him, especially after what they’d just done.
“Oh, I won’t forget…” Anon responded, disappearing within the changing room and heading to the showers. As he rounded a row of lockers, his heart leapt into his throat, as he saw a shaggy little quadruped standing beside his cart.
“Is Yona not good enough for Anon?!?” Yona barked, stomping a hoof with enough force to shatter the tiling below her. “Or does Anon think Yaks aren’t pretty and girly, like small lizards, bugs, or bird-horses?!” she pressed, angrily stepping closer.
“Yona, I…” Anon struggled to find the right thing to say. It wasn’t like he’d asked for the wild flings with Ocellus, Smolder, or Silverstream, they’d all just happened! The yak squinted menacingly up at him, sending a shiver of dread up his spine.
“No, Yona will handle this herself. Yaks best at handling things themselves,” she huffed, sharply turning an about face and storming out the opposite door.
It was only then, watching the small bovine leave, that Anon realized how she had gained entry to the facility. The door which she’d marched through had been obliterated. Splintered wood and bits of the lock lay scattered about the floor. He gulped, having been reminded of just how intimidating Yona’s species could be. As it stood, there wasn’t much he could do, except for clean up the mess and order a new door. Stepping into the shower to quickly wash off, he was left to hope Yona wouldn’t do anything too brash…
