Today was another, beautiful day in this magical land of Equestria; the sun was shining, the birds were singing and all the small shops and stalls along the road in Ponyville were open and ready for business.
I perused all the goods they had, getting a list put together for groceries this week, but mostly looking at the fresh produce and pastries that were on sale; they didn’t have any meat, but it was something that I kind of had to live with and just get used to.
There were a lot of changes coming into a magical world that I had to adapt to, but now it was starting to become my new normal. I didn’t even bat an eye anymore when I saw ponies flying in the air or objects floating to and fro within their magical grasps.
Though, there was one difference that I still couldn’t adjust to completely, one that my lizard brain just couldn’t ignore after so long, and was probably the same reason why I still wore clothes; these ponies were cute, from front to back, and I was surprised just how cute seeing the back of them every day was.
I couldn’t help but glance over to the flower trio’s stall, appreciating the curves of their earth pony bodies. I glanced at their winged customer too; a purpley mare with a blueish mane and some bee looking bugs as her cutie mark. Pegasi had their own enjoyable details too. They seemed all to be quite fit and lean, and like most others, her rump was exemplifying that nicely.
I kept walking by and casually looking back as if I was looking for a stall way in the distance, but my eyes immediately glanced behind that tail when it swished to the side. That hint of shadow and slightly darker fur between her flanks was enough to make me smirk and save the image in my head for later. I did enjoy the simple things in this new life.
My eyes were always too fast for them to even notice, or if they did, they didn’t seem to mind. Nopony had brought it to my attention yet and my rump reconnaissance was on point now; my eyes practically slipped behind every tail and toosh that any mare so happened to angle my way.
It didn’t used to be that way, but after being here for so long and these ponies being as real as any other person I knew back home, it was inevitable.
My eyes wandered around the market area, half list making and half flank watching. There was a filly with two-tones of purple in her mane and a cyan coat standing by a stall with her horn glowing softly. She smiled at me when our eyes met for a moment, and I smiled back; if only she knew the stuff I was thinking while on my morning stroll.
Unicorns through, were probably one of my favorites. Their slender curves just made me want to trace around them with a finger, and give those flanks a squeeze. Watching the way they walked and swished their tails was honestly quite seductive; even if they weren’t trying to be.
I remember when that idea didn’t sit right with me, but at this point, if any mare came up to me right now and asked to go back to her place for some fun, I don’t even know how fast I’d say yes.
“Hello, Green Sparkleberry!” I heard called out from behind me.
I spun around and the same cyan filly with her glowing horn had wandered over and used my ‘honorary pony’ name. Pretty sure that pink, party pony had a few too many cupcakes when she said it, after mentioning my shiny, green head. I tried to interject and get my real name out at the time, but they seemed to like it and seemed to help me fit in with all these colourful names… so I guess it was my name now.
“Oh, hello there?” I said, matching the filly’s smile and hoped to get a name.
“My name’s Petunia!” she said happily with the biggest smile on her face as she looked up at me, “I just wanted to know if you wanted to come visit me at my place for some fun!”
“W-wha… w-what?” I sputtered in surprise.
“We can have some fun at my place if you want to go,” she said again and casually shrugged her shoulders.
My mouth hung open, as I almost asked her to repeat herself even more. Did she just say what I thought she said? This little filly here asking me back to her place for some fun? I couldn’t help but gulp as my eyes slowly glanced over to her flank automatically, and she didn’t even have a cutie mark!
My mind instantly tried picturing what was behind that tail and my mouth stammered out a, “y-yes?”
I stood there like a crazy man, not really believing I just agreed to something like that. Was I going to be going back to this filly’s place feeling up those flanks and trying to fill her with liquid fun?
Her cheeks started to blush and I shook my head a little. No, she must want to play like a kid’s game or something. That was it. Ugh… I was spending way too much time at the market to even think about such things.
I realized I was pausing for way too long and was just staring at her now, “u-uhhh… y-yea. Sure, that sound like fun if you want to lead the way,” I reiterated awkwardly.
She looked a little confused but her smile didn’t seem to fade. “Yay! Want to go right now?” she said and I nodded. “Ok, follow me, it’s just down here.” She spun on her hooves and started to trot along.
I was able to keep pace with her easily enough with my much longer strides, but I let her lead in front of me. I couldn’t help but wonder what kind of game we were going to be trying, and my eyes casually glance at her rear. We certainly could try to have that kind of fun.
Like most ponies did when they walked, the filly’s tail swayed side to side slightly, though it wasn’t enough to see anything without getting at a real obvious angle and blowing my cover. It would be nice if that tail could move out of the way a little bit more to get a real good look between those flanks.
As if whatever pony god here was listening, her tail seemed to swish in a larger arc, even pausing a little on each side. My eyes focused like an eagle at where the curves of her rear met, and inside was the darker coloured blue of her feminine folds. It looked so much smaller and discreet than the mares wandering around, but oh boy did she look cute there. “We’re almost there,” she said and my eyes snapped right up to meet hers as she looked back at me; narrowly avoiding detection.
“Good… which one of these is your house?” I asked curiously, feeling my heart beat a little bit faster in nervous anticipation. This was actually happening; I was going home with a filly. I couldn’t help but gulp. What would happen if anypony found out about this? Or saw me while I was there? I guess I’d just say that we totally did this kind of stuff in my world and I don’t know the rules here if it comes to that.
“Here it is!” she said, opening the door to her quaint little home in the middle of town. “Come on in. Oh, and my parents aren’t home till later tonight, so we have the whole place to ourselves for fun!”
I mentally breathed a sigh of relief and nervously chuckled, “haha, that’s good. Don’t want any one disturbing our… fun.” It felt weird saying those words, but I wasn’t going to try to back out now. “Soo… want to head to your room then?”
She nodded and led us up a set of stairs. I would say that I may have been a gentleman about it when she climbed up the stairs… but that would be a blatant lie. I watched those hips move with every step she took and how that small mound stayed together tightly. With the way her tail moved side to side in those long arcs that I liked so much, there was no way that she didn’t know what was up with this whole encounter. We certainly weren’t going to be playing tic-tack-toe up in her room, right? The soft fur around those neather lips looked smooth and dry, but… we’d be able to moisten it up shortly.
“Hmm?” she sounded out and my eyes immediately averted their gaze once more; however she didn’t even look back this time.
“What is it?” I asked hesitantly.
“Oh, uh… nothing… but here’s my room!” she said, pushing open the first door that we came across. Inside there were a few drawers and dressers, which I guessed were empty by the amount of clutter, clothes and toys piled up all around and not put away. She followed a small path cut through her stuff right to her bed before jumping up; there was even another path that trailed to the windowsill with a small garden on it that had a few flowers blooming.
I was about to ask if she liked gardening or something but she beat me to it when she must have caught me looking. “Oh, do you like them? I have a few other small gardens like that around the house, but these ones are my most prized ones.” She wiggled over to the edge of the bed to point at them. “Those purple ones are actually from around here, but you don’t see them normally since they only bloom once a week… and I guess today is your lucky day.”
I smirked and nodded, it certainly seemed that way.
“Oh, and the red ones with the orange highlights! Dragon lilies. Those were hard to get a hold of, and I even needed to find a few gems to put in the soil since they only grow near gem deposits.”
I nodded along, actually liking the colours from all the flowers and how the purple ones matched Petunia’s name. However, I was certain there was a story for the green flowers, the yellow flowers and all the other colourful plants in that patch of soil, but I had something else on my mind.
I looked her over, lying there adorably. Was I actually going to be having that kind of fun with her? It’s not like she’d just straight up say to touch her in her naughty place, but I had to be sure. “S-so… what did you mean by having some fun here?”
She sat back up on her hooves and looked up at me with another great big smile. “I want you to touch me in my naughty place!”
My eyes finally widened… oh boy… we were going to do this. I gulped and started taking off my shirt, giving me a few precious seconds to collect my thoughts and get prepared.
“What are you doing, Green Sparkleberry?” she asked and my covered face twinged after hearing that name. It was hard to get used to it and would have been nice if they just called me Anon, but it was too late now to go back without looking silly in front of everypony; I’d die a Sparkleberry.
“J-just getting comfortable,” I said, which was fairly accurate. I dropped my shirt to the floor and looked back over to her eagerly watching at me, almost with some unsure, but happy curiosity. I questioned where to start, but maybe we could go right for the goal and see how far we can take it. “C-can you turn around for me?”
Her head tilted to the side a little and it looked like she was thinking about it for half a second, but before I knew it, her tail was twirling over in my direction as she said, “Ok!”
Her flank was pointed right at me, and there it was. I was face to face with her tiny fillyhood. I could see it twitch ever so slightly as I walked closer, getting right to the edge of the bed and on the same level as it. Her rump was sticking up in the air, but her head was on the bed, buried in her hooves.
My hand slowly moved forward, ready to touch the slender curves of her flank before I froze. Was I really going to touch her there? It seemed pretty clear, but technically I didn’t ask. So, what if I touch her and this whole thing comes crumbling down? What if she was just being polite? I couldn’t help but hesitate; I wanted to touch her flank so bad, but… what if…
“Touch me, Anon,” she suddenly spoke up and her already glowing horn glowed a bit brighter as I felt the strange magical sensation cover my hand and place it right on her soft flank. I just nodded dumbfoundedly and gave it a small squeeze, feeling her tail reflexively swish over my wrist in response. I couldn’t help but cheer in my head; we were going to have so much fun.
I pushed her tail away with a stroke of my hand, petting right along her dock and pushing her tail up to her back in one move. Everything was on display and I was pretty sure it wasn’t just the plants that smelt like flowers in this room. I could help but inch a little closer and smell the garden under her tail just to confirm her flowery scent.
As I stared at those pristine holes, I was starting to feel like a dog that had finally caught the car it was chasing. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to dive right into the buffet, or maybe go a little bit slower. Who even knows if I was her first, I didn’t know pony society that intimately yet, but it seemed likely that we were treading on new ground here.
Slowly, my fingers trailed over that thin fur outlining her feminine crevice. I could see her entire body shiver for a moment as a curious, “oh?” came from her. She didn’t pull back or shake her rump away from me, so I continued.
I brought another hand down to the other side of her folds and gently pushed them apart, revealing the bright-pink flesh underneath those cyan lips. I wanted to kiss right against those, and Petunia spread her legs out a little bit more for me. Peering into her depths, I could catch small strings of dampness holding together between her walls.
With a digit I trailed along the pink flesh, rubbing around it in tiny circles and feeling that honey sticking to my finger. “O-oh…” I could hear her call out again.
“I-is that ok for you?” I asked hesitantly, hoping that she wanted me to keep going, but fearing that she would want to scrap this whole thing instead.
She nodded her head inside her hooves. “Mmhmm, keep going.”
I smiled a bit more, happy to learn we weren’t going to be stopping any time soon. Maybe I could even try feeling inside her. I could feel her flanks clench up a little bit, but bravely, I circled by finger around her entrance, getting it covered in her juices before slowly pressing in.
Her knees squeezed together and I could feel her walls grip around my digit tightly. Finally, her head rose from her hooves as she let out a long breath. She almost looked like she was surprised. “O-oh that feels so weird…” she said as she looked up at me and blushed, “uh… compared to normal.”
“Normal?” I asked as I twirled my finger inside her, noticeably getting her eyes to flutter with every circle I made. Though, I was curious to hear there was a ‘normal’ that she was comparing this too. Was this her first time with another person? Had she already touched herself down here before? Do ponies already do that at this age?
“Y-yea… when I uh… touch myself down there. I did it before,” she said hesitantly.
I couldn’t help but give a silly grin. That was so cool. “S-so… what else have you done?” I asked, hoping to hear all the things she had been up to, my mind was open to anything.
She paused for a while as she looked up at me for the longest time. Suddenly, her hips bounced back into my hand. “C-can you just keep touching me there,” she said with an innocent smile on her face.
Who was I to say no?
My finger kept twirling around inside her, fighting hard against those walls that were pushing back and clenching tightly against me. It was almost like a vice crushing down, I just wondered how it would feel with something larger in her when we got to the main course. “Mmmmm…” she softly breathed out as she put her head back onto her hooves. Hopefully, I wouldn’t get stuck inside at that point… although… it wasn’t necessarily a bad idea.
My index was slowly starting to push back in forth inside her warmth, feeling as far into her as it could go. Though, looking down at those flanks there was another spot that hadn’t been shown any love yet. I could probably try a finger or two in that ring below her tail. I’d do it in a heartbeat if she’d just say to feel both her holes.
I could see her face scrunch up for a moment, but she softly cooed as I wiggled my finger around for a while; I hoped that whatever gods had been listening would grant me one more wish for this crazy day; they had been pretty fast before.
After waiting for long enough, it felt like it was time to take fate into my own hands. Slowly, I trailed a digit up along her petite flank before casually circling along that ring of muscle. She quickly shook her hips as soon as I got near the target. “N-not my butt! J-just keep touching me here,” she said as I felt the magical glow envelop one of my hands again and lower it to her previous little mound.
Well the lady was insisting.
I could still try a few other tricks that I had up my sleeve that were a little less chocolate and more vanilla. Or with her being a young pony and me being a person, was it a bit more strawberry at this point? Regardless, I set my sights on a mysterious place female usually had around down there.
Rubbing along the top of her folds, I hoped I could find that legendary bump quick enough that was spoken of in lore. “Mmm~” she moaned out again; I was on the right track. Just when I almost lost hope and had to look for the third time, I felt something pulse against my fingers. There it was! Another pulse hit and I could see her little clit winking out.
Wow, just like normal girls back in my world… I think. That must be true. Eagerly, my fingers went right back to rubbing the outside of that firm nub, knowing that girls liked having that spot touched. She let out a sharp moan after I hit right where I needed to.
With my finger dancing around her slippery tunnel and my other hand helping her out, she was starting to wiggle and squirm in my grasp, and my hands were starting to get soaked. Honestly, a little more of this and I think she’d be dripping onto the bed sheets any time now.
I think she was ready for the main course.
I slipped my wet finger out and gave her a small pat on the rump. “H-hey!?” she called out, in surprise as she looked back to me. “W-why’d you stop?”
I smirked a little bit, feeling eager to finally let Anon Jr. free. He had been getting quite persistent through this whole ordeal, but now I could finally reveal the throbbing member under my pants. “I just want to continue in a way we both can have some fun,” I said eagerly as I noticed her eyes looked down at my pants and the tent that was being pitched there. With one hand I worked to loosen my belt and the other, I couldn’t help but taste the delight on my finger.
My eyes widened at the flavor. Oh my god, she tastes like flowers!
I certainly wasn’t an herbivore before I got here, but this was making me want to try one of those daisy sandwiches ponies always keeping going on about. I would have dived in right then and there, but I was starting to get at my limit down below too and I didn’t want to ruin my appetite by finishing on an appetizer.
A crimson blush filled her face as she stared up at me, her eyes glancing between me, my hand and her own rump. It was kind of cute.
With a metal ding, the belt finally let loose and I quickly unzipped the rest. The cooler air hit my most sensitive parts when my undergarments fell to the floor. Her eyes widened as she looked right at it. “T-that’s going inside me?” she said hesitantly, “t-that’s bigger than your finger…”
I nodded and pat her on the rump assuringly. “I know it’s a bit bigger, but I’m confident you’ll be able to handle it. I already did an inspection and you’d easily handle more… and more means more fun!” I said with a hesitant smile, hoping that this was going to work. If anything it would barely fit… but we’d go slow and she was slippery enough that anything could be possible.
She furrowed her brow a little bit, looking between me and slightly smaller me. “O-ok… let’s give it a try then,” she said cautiously as she put her head back down on her hooves.
I shuffled a little closer to the edge of the bed… but it wasn’t close enough. She looked back to see the predicament and wiggle closer until her hooves were right on the edge of the bed… perfect. “J-just… go slow,” she asked.
I gulped a little, hoping that this would go as amazingly as the scenarios playing in my head. I grabbed the base of her tail and moved it out of the way… her soft hairs were pretty tickling on my belly and I had to stifle an involuntary giggle.
Looking down, I moved closer and touched the tip against her warmth. “Mmm…” I let out, finally having something coming my way. I carefully lined up the tip and could feel it sink into a warm, wet pocket. Nice and slow... I pressed in and could feel those lips start to part around my member, like gates to a city welcoming me in.
“O-oh… mmm~” she squeaked out in her hoof, as she quickly covered her face, trying to muffle the sounds. The slippery wetness made it so much easier to slip inside than I’d ever think, but it still felt like I was squeezing into the space between a clenched fist.
I grabbed onto her hips, pulling her backwards and accidently bringing her back a lot faster than I intended. “A-ahhh!” she shouted out in surprise as I buried my length fully inside with one motion. Whoops…
She looked back at me with a face mixed between confusion and pleasure. “I… I thought you said we were going s-slow.”
“S-sorry…” I apologized, but it was kind of hard to think with her gripping onto me like that, her tunnel rippling and squeezing like it wanted to milk every drop out of me. “I didn’t mean too… but… how are you feeling? With it all inside?”
She gulped before panting out, “i-it’s…. h-hot… and big… b-but fine.” I wiggled my hips a little, just enough to move inside her ever so slightly to see how it would feel for her. Would she be able to take this for much longer if we kept going? Or would we have to quit before we even finished? It would be an amazing sight to have her orgasming on me with such a blissful feeling that she’s probably never even come close to before.
She instantly breathed out, trying to collect herself as her walls desperately tried to hold my rod still. She looked back and gave me an unsure nod, “k-keep going.”
I smirked and held her soft little hips with my hands, before pressing in again, making sure to only move a few inches at a time. Even still, I could hear her panting out into her hooves. She tried moving her hind legs, but looked like she was unsure if she wanted to bring them in closer or further away. Every time I pressed in she wanted to spread her legs out as much as possible to make room, but her body clenched and tightened from the pleasure, looking like she wanted to squeeze herself together as tight as she could.
Her legs just wobbled in a happy medium as I started to go a little bit deeper. She was so warm in here, and her grip was making it hard not to just want to blow up inside her right away, but I could do this!
My stomach twitched hard and I couldn’t help but thrust into her quickly, letting out a wet slap as we met down below. I could see her horn start to sputter before finally dying out with a flash as she moaned heavily into the blanket below. She didn’t mention anything this time, so maybe we could turn things up a notch.
I started to press her back when I pushed forward, letting myself reach deep into her every time. Soon, I had a rhythm going, keeping up those thrusts and getting her to moan loud enough that even the blanket couldn’t hide it anymore. I just hoped the neighbours didn’t hear.
I furrowed my brow and concentrated with all I had to finish this last little stretch that was quickly nearing its end. I thrusted into her hard, hearing that wet slap every time we had lewdly met each other. Maybe I wanted them to hear, maybe I wanted her to scream for me, yell out for Anon that I was making her cum all over the place.
I could feel her entire body start to shudder and tighten suddenly. “O-oh… s-something… something’s… Happen-a-ahh~!” she moaned out hotly, as she clamped down on my member. “G-Green Sparkleberry! A-Aaahh~!”
Close enough.
I rammed myself inside her one last time, feeling my mind explode in a much needed release. I could feel my hot cream pump into her, filling her belly with all I had. I pressed in as far as I could go but suddenly felt something else shooting out from below.
Her velvety tunnel quivered rapidly and a warm blast of her filly juice sprayed right over my legs and soaked the pants down by my ankles. That sticky warmth felt almost like a badge of honour, an award for my heroic deeds, never letting a lady go unsatisfied when she’s asking for it.
We both held still for a long time after that, panting hard and reveling in the wonderful afterglow of that glorious release. I couldn’t help but slip out from her and tumble onto the bed beside her like a bag of tired potatoes.
She looked over to me like a million different thoughts were going through her head, it almost looked like she was going to cry but instead just jumped right into my chest and hugged me as tightly as she could. I just pet her like an adorable puppy, letting her take all the time that she needed.
“H-how was that?” I asked cautiously.
The worry in my heart quickly faded as she eagerly nodded. “G-good,” she said simply, sounding just warn out more than anything. However, her horn started to light up again and one of the purple flowers came floating my way. “H-here… I want you to have this one.” Her horn dimmed a little as she dropped the flower back into my hand.
I smiled and gave her a hug back. To think today was going to end up like this, from watching the mares in the market to finding this adorable, amazing, awesome filly here! I curiously fantasized about doing this again, maybe even at my place so there certainly wouldn’t be anypony or parents accidently having a look. I opened my mouth to speak but she already started.
“I’d… love to do this again sometime,” she said as she looked right up at me with those sweet, purple eyes, “we could even go to your place maybe… if you’d like.”
I could feel my heart soar and my worries fade away as I smiled and we hugged each other once more, “I’d… love to do that as well.”
Author's Note
A quick idea that popped in my head after reading a conversation in our Rocket chat. Be careful what you say or else I may make a story about it. 
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