The University

by Gentlecolt

Rating: mature
Tags: Sex, Slice of Life, Human, Main 6, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Spike, Cutie Mark Crusaders
Length: 9213

The next generation's release into the world

The children of Ponyville have grown, and four certain mischievous youths have all been able to go to the same college together. For the first time able to do what they want without worrying about their caretakers finding out...

Published 2012-08-11 12:04:01 UTC
Last updated 2012-09-11 03:20:31 UTC

Chapter 1

"Geez Twi' my hair's fine..it's fine!"

Twilight Sparkle had been combing and mussing with the somewhat spiky bright green hair that leaned slick against her number one assistants head, all leading back behind him as through he were moving incredibly fast despite his stagnant position. She stood on her toes as she kept trying to get the sharp hair to lay down, only for it to immediately push back into place even when she tried to use magic to keep it in place.

"But Spike you're going to meet the Princess today you have to look your best!"

"Twi'...Celestia just walks on stage and say's 'Welcome students! Enjoy your years to come at CU!' and then leaves, besides we see her all the time and I don't have to dress up then!"

"But this is different Spike! This is your first year of college!"

Twilight groaned with exasperation and threw her hands up as she walked away, giving up on changing the ever-present points in favor of tying her own long mardi gras hued hair up in a tall tight bun, placing two dark wood long-pins in it like an X and allowing the brighter phlox strand of her hair to fall out in a few slightly curling lines that fell over her thin eyebrows, one resting atop her thin framed rectangular black glasses.

She turned around and smiled brightly up at Spike.

"Well? What do you think?"

"We look like we should be in classy porn."

Spike deadpanned and Twilight's face fell into another frown. She couldn't deny it some truth though, she was in a short black skirt and wore a white blouse with a black jacket and had long black leggings, with of course- black high heels. She looked like a classic colts imagination of a librarian.
Spike on the other hand also wore all black- slacks, dance shoes, belt, vest, and tie. The only aberration was his bright red dress shirt. Along with the gray fedora with a long red phoenix pinion sticking out of it, he looked like he was going to seduce a mobster's daughter.

"I'm calling the school and telling them to restrict your internet access. Now come on we're going to be late."

Spike grinned and picked up his stack of thick leather bound books and his small suitcase, he whistled loud and sharply and in a moment Peewee (Whom he'd renamed Blaze when the two got older) alighted on his shoulder. Spike himself stood just under seven feet tall, and with the tall bird adding another foot and half, he looked practically formidable. Twilight herself was only 5'7'' and looked up at Spike as they hurried towards the train station.

It's going to be a bit lonely without you around won't it?

__

A red haired girl, of slender build but with obviously a large amount of muscles packed into her small frame was laying sprawled across her tiny bed. She still wore a pair of overalls from the day before with the top unbuttoned and hanging open and had a bright crimson ribbon clenched in her hand from where she'd pulled it out but never put it away. She snored gently, a little puddle of drool falling onto her pillow. Without given warning the door flew open and a tall busty blonde rushed in, grabbing the pillow and playfully smacking at the slumbering farmgirl.

"Git'up Applebloom it's Sunday!"

Applebloom yelped and rolled away onto the floor running around the room to throw on a yellow T-shirt on before replacing her overall straps and tie her hair up in the signature ribbon before running out the door and downstairs where she hastily grabbed a hot apple fritter from old Granny Smith.

Running outside she took to her chores and thought to herself, swinging her hips a bit as she worked.

Today's it...last day on the farm for MONTHS! Canterlot University...here ah come! She internally squealed to herself Ah hope the new hired help can handle everything alright...Aw It's nothin' ta worry about! Big Macintosh and Applejack can handle everything on their own anyways, ah ain't really needed here.

Applebloom was using a pitchfork to toss hay to the cows when she turned around and winked to her daily audience. Snips, Snails, and Pip stood behind a fence watching her sway as she worked. Snips and Snails stared at her dreamily, but Pip waved amiably. The farmgirl dropped her pitchfork into the heap of hay and gave a long, showy stretch, winking again before she gave a tiny giggle and wave.

"Bye boys~"

"Buh...Bye..."

It was then that two giant mitts fell over onto the shoulders of Snips and Snails, owned by a very large, very strong man. Big Macintosh looked down at the two boys, one short and fat, the other tall and scrawny. He frowned behind his hayseed, bright green eyes pointed down from under his somewhat curling orange locks with a serious tone.

"We're in trouble?"

Snips had ventured to ask.

"Eeyup."

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"Rainbow Dash come on!"

"..................No."

"Rainbow Dash you promised!"

"...................................................m'tired."

"Dashie~ rise and shi~ine!"

Fluttershy leaned down and nibbled on Rainbow Dashes ear, whispering in something that Scootaloo assumed was either a playful threat or a sultry promise by how fast the cyan pegasus opened her eyes, shooting up in her cloud bed and stretching before she leaped out through the open window space and flew down, only to pop up a moment later.

"You guys coming?"

Scootaloo and Fluttershy exchanged a look and rolled their eyes, spreading their wings and taking off after the prismatic styled girl. In the air Scootaloo looked over herself and her foster mother Fluttershy. The timid woman wore a loose green sweater, far too large for her in a failing attempt at hiding her over sized breasts, she didn't appear to have any pants on today- Rarity's influence of course. The only other clothing she had on was a pair of old beat up converse with socks bunched up at the bottom. Large yellow wings pushed out from behind her sweater, flapping slowly as she glided more than she flew, her soft pink hair flowing out behind her. No matter how weird she felt when she thought it, Scootaloo always had to compare her to the old goddesses of beauty floating in ethereal light in the mythology books Cheerilee had once made her read. Her adoptive mother caught her gaze and looked at her, with big shining blue eyes.

"Excited?"

"Mmhm!"

Scootaloo nodded her head and smiled, looking down at her own dressage. She wore Rainbow Dashes old leather flight jacket- the same kind that dash herself was always wearing, with white fur (Fake by Fluttershy's demand) at the collar, and emblazoned across the back with both the Wonderbolts logo and the signature lightning bolt. She had on a tight fitting black T-shirt under it and camouflage baggy khaki's leading down to her heavy black steel tipped boots. A pair of dog tags sat around her neck- a gift from Spitfire of the Wonderbolts given to Dash and handed down to Scootaloo when Rainbow had made it into the flight team herself.

No need to even look at Dash to know she too was wearing the leather jacket but with a white shirt underneath, and torn pair of black skinny jeans. Since Dash just got up and left she wouldn't be wearing any shoes. Her rainbow streaked hair was still short and choppy, and no matter how hard Rarity or Fluttershy tried- it would never be combed.

The three landed together at the train station, Scootaloo hefting her green military duffel bag over her shoulder again before she hugged her mothers together as tight as she could, thankful they'd arrived first and could have their sentimental moment alone. Nobody said anything until they heard others coming into the station and quickly pulled away. Fluttershy didn't mind but Rainbow Dash and Scootaloo still tried to keep up appearances as buddies more than mother and daughter.

"We'll miss you honey."

"I'll miss you guys too, I love you."

"Alright squirt listen here..." Despite now being a few inches shorter than Scootaloo, and having a much smaller wingspan, Dash pulled the girl in and pushed a finger into her chest. "In college you'll meet people. Boys and girls, and they'll want you to do...things. And uh...you shouldn't. Yeah! Don't do bad things?"

"...Mom...you're really bad at this."

Scootaloo smiled and wrapped Rainbow Dash in another quick hug and kissed Fluttershy on the cheek before they split up and went to greet the others.

___

"Rari~ty!" Sweetiebell called out, emphasizing the last syllable of her elder sisters name. The songstress had woken after the seamstress but she was still showered and cleaned up, dressed and fed and ready to go by the time her sister had just finished her own shower. Sweetiebell ran a slender hand through her lightly toned purple and pink hairdo, done like when Pinkie Pie tried to sing down the angry crowd in Appleloosa. Once Sweetie had learned how to do it like that she always did it just so. She wore a long thin strapless rose dress that hugged her thin curves. It had one small risque tear almost all the way up to the waist, ending a little more than halfway up her thigh.

Rarity rushed down the stairs, wearing a blue business suit with a short skirt and white blouse. She wore her hair in the same style as ever, the only part of her fashion sense that wasn't constantly changing. Her glass heels clacked against the floor as she ran out and handed her little sister the suitcase she had packed the night before. Eyeing her over, Rarity had a slightly disappointed expression.

"You're wearing that!?"

"Wha-Rarity you made this for me this week!"

"And what ever was I thinking! If you'll just take that off I'll make a few changes..."

"Rarity!"

"Oh alright Sweetie alright! Let's go then dear- to college!"

Sweetie stared at Rarity before she replied without any tone or emotion, and turned to leave.

"You aren't going any further than the train station."

Rarity pouted but ran out after Sweetie with a smile anyway.

___

"Hey girls!"

"Spike!"

"How the hell are you the last one here? Miss Sparkle freaks out so much at being on time let alone ta-"

"Shhhh! We never say the "T" word around her."

Spike ran up to Scootaloo, Applebloom, and Sweetiebell who were sitting on a bench together at the train station, their families on the other bench in the small plaza greeting Twilight. Blaze flew around them all before he landed back on Spike's shoulder, his nonchalant manner making it appear as though he didn't notice the flaming bird. Sweetie gave him a quick hug, a high five from Applebloom, and just a nod from Scootaloo. The four talked a little on what they thought it would be like, excited to be living "On their own" at the big University.

Only Spike had managed to get in on scholarly knowledge alone, but the others all had decent grades- Scootaloo excluded, and they all received scholarships. It didn't hurt to be friends with the royal family or be related to the repeated saviours of the world either.

When the two groups came together there was a lot of shuffling around awkwardly by everyone, even Pinkie Pie who had shown up to wave off her friends despite not having her own to send away with them. Eventually Fluttershy broke the silence by beginning to cry and holding on to all the young as tightly as she could until Rainbow Dash managed to pull her into her own hug and silence her. Almost everybody began crying then, only Spike, Rainbow Dash, and Pinkie remained tearless as everybody hugged and kissed each other goodbye, promising to write and call, and eat regular healthy meals, stay clean, and not do...things.

They all got on the train and sat together, eager to go to their new schools and for the first time be on their own for nearly a year. It didn't take long on the several hour trip however for everyone to fall asleep on each other's laps and fade into anxious dreams.

Chapter 2

A/N The second scene is Male Homoerotica

Spike sat in his room in the Eastern Dormitories of Canterlot University, a small place with nothing in it yet but two beds hugging the walls and suspended almost all the way to the ceiling over desks that a stack of papers and a couple pencils on them, and a couch under the single window between the beds. As he placed his suitcase at the foot of his bed and began to unpack clothes he looked at his room mates belongings, trying to ascertain what sort of character he would be dorming with. A neat stack of small white cloth bags had been gently laid down on his desk and the partially open closet had been filled with stainless white hooded robes with a red trim around the collar and sleeves. Several odd looking flowers and herbs in pots lined the back of the desk and half the windowsill.

"Uhm...Hello...I hope you don't mind me using the window....."

A quiet soft voice sounding almost just like Fluttershy came from behind Spike as he was looking at the flowers bathing in the sunset's warm glow. Turning he saw a boy in a white robe with the hood covering his face, pale orange hair with light yellow streaks came out from under the hood in short folds. If they hadn't met in the Male Dormitories, Spike thought he probably would have mistaken the boy for a girl. Spike stood up slowly and crossed the room in two steps to stand in front of his dorm mate. Looking down he saw the effeminate boy was at most Scootaloo's height, the smallest of their friends.

"It's no problem, but the dragon's tongue sprout there won't accept sunlight and fire crystals as an alternative to real dragon fire. I'm Spike, guess we're room mates."

"I'm uh..Fenix.."

"Fenix huh? No need to be shy with me, I might be a dragon but I won't bite!"

Spike gave a large smile, accidentally showing off his oversized canines. Fenix shrunk back further into his hood but presented a small smile back.

Wow he's just like Fluttershy...How did we get her to open up?

Fenix crossed the room and began to tend to his plants, doing all he could to not get close to Spike as he did so.

Oh yeah, me. Well me and a chance that the world would suffer a dark and depressing descent into madness and destruction.

Spike looked out the window thinking to himself, intent already on making friends, if not for the sake of having a friend than just for the sake of not having an awkward freshmen year. It was nearly half an hour later when the answer came to him, in the form of wings.

Fenix was laying on his stomach on the couch reading when Blaze and Scootaloo flew up to the window, the girl knocking once before leaving. Spike stood and opened the window for his pet, a wide smile gracing his face as the phoenix perched on his arm. Sitting down in the space Fenix was too small to take up he called to his lodger.

"Fenix, I'd like you to meet a very good friend of mine..."

Hesitantly the smaller boy turned around and instantly lighted up. He threw back his hood to reveal extremely widened bright pink eyes and a soft expression flooded with joy. His thin smile grew across his face and a slight flush toned his soft white skin.

"IS THAT A PHOENIX!"

"Haha, meet Blaze- when I was still a baby dragon I tried to find other dragons and learn what it was to be one of them. I found out just how barbaric and cruel most of them were though...They tried to get me to smash phoenix eggs but they'd all already hatched. All except Blaze, I refused to destroy the egg and long story short I brought him back to Ponyville with me."

"A phoenix...."

Fenix was stroking Blaze's feathers almost hypnotically, all but ignoring Spike's story.

"You...really like them don't you..."

"Are you kidding!? It's a PHOENIX! I've lived my life emulating them, healing tears, immortal rejuvenation...The secrets of medical magic could all lay in the life of a phoenix!"

"No stealing my bird."

Fenix looked down and lost his smile for a few minutes before realizing Spike was only joking and he gave a nervous laugh.

____

Spike was sitting at his desk reading a book during the night, Blaze sat on his gold perch sleeping and Fenix was drowsily cuddling a pillow on the couch. They had all, of those who wore clothes, changed into night suits. Spike had purple and green checkered cotton pants on, and Fenix had put on a pure white wide shirt and pant suit with a cap. It was incredibly quiet, the only sound being the soft drumming of gentle music through the wall. A sudden flash of green light and a loud mix between a belch and roar burst through the room, a small rolled letter falling onto the ground.

Dearest Spike,

I hope your getting along well with your room mate already, I expect you to make friends easier than Twilight did...I am writing to wish you good luck and well wishes in the years to come, as well as the same for your friends, and to tell you that your headmaster is none other than my sister, Princess Luna. I expect you to visit her often but never be forced to.

Good luck Spike, with all the love ~Princess Celestia of Equestria.

Spike smiled as he rerolled the letter and placed in one of the drawers of his desk before he noticed the quiet whimpering of his new friend. Turning towards the source he saw the small boy laying on the couch with his head under his pillow and his rear in the end. The dragon smiled sympathetically and quietly sat down next to the scared boy. Placing a big thin hand on his lower back he gently pushed down the raised part. He lowered himself over the boy, practically laying on top of him as he rubbed the others back and softly shushed into his ear.

"Hey, it's okay...I'm sorry, there's nothing to be afraid of..."

Fenix allowed the pillow to be tossed away and let himself be turned over onto his back. His breathe instantly became ragged and he blushed intensely upon seeing the sight inches away from him. Spike's face was so close that they could feel each other breathing, and was smiling down with caring reptilian eyes that practically glowed in the dim lighting. Their chests nearly pressed together, bare tan toned muscle hovering over the thick cloth shirt. Without having realized it, the dragon was lowering himself too slowly for either to notice. His own face began to redden and Fenix let out a high pitched quiet yelp when their waists touched.

Spike looked down at their place of contact. He could see his own growth beginning to raise, and felt the full strength of the other boy pressed against his rear between his legs. Looking back at Fenix's face he saw that the aroused youth was covering his eyes and biting his lip to stop himself from crying.

It was difficult for Spike to contain his desire to "aww" at the level of cute that no male had previously shown to Spike before. Instead though he leaned down and pressed his lips against Fenix's own trembling pair. As Spike closed his eyes, Fenix shot his open, and slowly removed his hands, looking at Spike who didn't move to complete the kiss. After a full minute of neither moving, Spike moved his head back. He scarcely got an inch away before both of Fenix's arms wrapped themselves around his neck and pulled him back down for a real kiss, along with a squeak of protest.

"No plea!~"

When the contact was made again, Spike did not wait to slip his forked tongue into the others mouth, eliciting a squeal of delight. They kissed each other on the couch for some time until Spike wrapped his long arms around Fenix and fell backwards, switching their positions so that the dragon was on the bottom. They continued their kiss, exploring deeper with their tongues and Spike reached down with one hand and grabbed a handful of Fenix's ass and gave a powerful squeeze.

Using his grasp on Fenix's butt Spike pulled and pushed to make them grind together, soon causing the blush to come back to the littler man's face. A few minutes after they began to rub together Fenix sat up and looked away from Spike, pulling off his own shirt, his erection pulling at his pants. Spike grinned wolfishly and leaned in while the shirt was covering his partners face. He unexpectedly kissed one of the boys small pink nipples, caressing it with his tongue and rubbing his thumb over the other. Fenix gasped and ran his slender fingers through Spike's quill like green hair, finding it surprisingly soft for it's visual texture.

Spike kissed lower and lower down his lovers chest, lowering Fenix down until he was laying on his back. At the same time Fenix was able to lay comfortably without Spike's arms holding him up, Spike's lips reached the button of his pants. Looking up and smiling, the dragon bit down on the button, his strong canine cracking it in half and allowing the obvious erection to no longer be held back.

The Judas Limb sprung out and brushed against Spike's cheek, twitching from need of attention. With two long fingers Spike touched the head and pushed slowly against it until it rested against the owners skin. With little force he rubbed down it's length once, and back up slowly with just his two fingers. Once he reached back to the top, several small drop of thick creamy semen fell out onto Fenix's stomach and dribbled down his side onto the couch.

Fenix had cried out as it happened, and bit one finger with his eyes screwed shut. Spike leaned down and kissed him, grabbing his still hardened length in a full grip before it could soften. Deeply kissing the other, Spike pumped his fist away, rubbing the remainder of the creamy substance over Fenix's cock until it was glistening in the light the moon let in through the window. He furiously ran his hand up and down the length for several minutes until Fenix shot again. Spike did not relent even as he made the other boy cum, catching everything in his hand until it was over. Resting his dirty hand on the scrawny chest below him, the dragon smiled and looked down at his own now pronounced erection.

He stood up and reached down, grabbing the ends of the bow that tied his pants up and pulled. They didn't fall, but Fenix understood what it meant and sat on his knees on the couch, positioning himself in front of Spike and looking up. He gulped and closed his eyes but pulled the pants away and reached out.

"It's....huge..."

Spike couldn't help but laugh.

"Thanks I guess?"

Fenix gulped again and leaned forward, kissing the tip and grasping the base with two hands. He tentatively pulled back and lowered his mouth to the bottom and licked at the crest. Licking up along the middle and down the sides the shy boy wettened and rubbed at the extensive length in front of him. Putting the head in his mouth, Fenix began to lick and suckle- causing Spike to emit a pleasing low groan. He was still rubbing his hands along the length the entire time as he gradually brought more into himself.

Encouraged by Spike's sounds the small one rubbed up and down the incredibly length faster and faster, and sucked on it as hard as he could while still minding his teeth. The vulgar noises and the sight below soon made Spike crossed his eyes before they closed and with clenched hands he grabbed onto locks of Fenix's long fiery hair and let out a fearsome roar. One tongue of red fire came out from Spike's mouth with his feral cry, quickly disappearing into the air. Fenix's mouth was quickly filled with burning seed and it fell from his mouth in pools as he fell back, more shots falling over his face, chest, stomach, and crotch.

"It's...really hot."

Falling on to the couch next to him Spike nodded wearily and hugged the boy's soaked body, unconsciously lathering his seed over Fenix's skin.

"Yeah..."

They both sighed together, and were soon asleep in each others arms.

Chapter 3

Applebloom stood in the locker room of the showers in her dorm, last shift where there were only a few others with her. She stared from the corner of her eye at the other girls as they disrobed and slid into the steamy room. Slowly peeling off her clothes and quickly wrapping a towel around her she edged over to the shower and stepped into the steam. She looked around the room taking in what the low visibility allowed her to. It was a large room with tiny white tiles coating the floors and walls, and even the ceiling. Several water sprinklers lined the top of the walls, constantly on during the shower hours. Four large pillars were equally spread out in the middle of the room, water spouts on them as well. A metal handrail wrapped around the walls and the pillars, interrupted every few feet where it stopped and started again. Shelves made of stone came out of the ground and stopped just under the handrail so students could put their own soaps, shampoos, or toiletries on them.

"Not too bad eh?"

Applebloom jumped slightly as a strange girl stood with her hands on her hips next to Applebloom, a predatory grin across her face as she scanned the room.

"Course looks like yer the top dog here babe."

Applebloom looked at the other girl, a short tan girl with short ragged bright blue hair that had a darker blue streaked in it like lightning, styled up and spiky. The new girl had practically glowing crimson eyes, one of which she cheekily winked at the farm girl. Applebloom blushed and covered her chest, quickly rushing over to the wall where she stood under a constant hot water stream.

"Aw come on love there's no reason to be ashamed, I caught you lookin' at them already. I was too."

"Granny Smith says ah need to watch out for perverts in college."

"Ha! Well babe you found 'er. Names Shock Light, I'm from Manehattan."

"...Applebloom, from Ponyville."

Shock Light turned and extended a fist towards Applebloom, who reluctantly bumped it, trying to hide in the steam as much as she could. The two showered next to each other, not saying anything but both occasionally sneaking glances at each others glistening forms. Shock was slowly rubbing a viscous green gel across her small breasts with her hands, and levitating a red brush through her hair at the same time when the other girls in the room left. Applebloom watched them go, her expression longing not in lust but to not be alone in the room with just one other.

When she turned back from the entrance she found a pouting face on Shock, something that reminded her a surprising amount of Rarity.

"This only looks like a prison shower you know."

"Pardon?"

"You don't get raped every time you use the shower, and I might look like it but I'm not convicted."

"Ah don't think-"

Shock's laughter interrupted Applebloom from attempting to apologize for whatever she was doing that seemed to upset the girl as she doubled over laughing, putting one arm against the wall for support. As she kept laughing Applebloom tentatively bit her lip and glanced down just for a second. A second was all that was needed.

Shock turned her head up and gave a sultry glare upwards.

"Knew it!"

"No ah was just! Your cutie mark!"

"Well that wasn't long enough to really get a good look was it? Here, try again."

The blue haired girl stood against the wall, grabbing the metal handrail with both hands and kept her legs spread far apart. Applebloom's entire face boiled red but curiosity won her over and she had to look. The tan rump was tantalizingly sculpted, like Celestia herself made this girl while wanting ass. There was undeniably prevalent muscle keeping it firm, but was also visibly delicate and feminine. The tiny figure made it so when Shock bent over the way she did, she was naturally spread, allowing a full view of both clean trimmed holes, both nearly hypnotic from even just a first view. Adorning the top right of her lower back, just above the ethereal sight Applebloom had to tear herself away from was a little musical note, a single circle with just one thin flag coming out of it, the note was being struck by a bolt of lightning.

"It's...beautiful..."

Shock smirked and stood up, walking around Applebloom in circles until she was behind the girl. The electric haired youth stalked up to the farmer and stood on her tip toes so she could whisper just two words into her ear in the sexiest tone she possibly could.

"Your turn..."

Applebloom squeaked as she felt two hands on her hips pulling her backwards until she fell over and had to grab the rail to steady herself. Shock turned her over so that Applebloom was suspended in the air facing the girl holding her up. Shock knelt down, placing her prey's legs on her shoulders to support her as she wasted no time burying herself lips to lips.

Immediately Applebloom squealed in delight and nearly lost her grip. Shock grinned without taking her face away, licking and nibbling at the petals of the farm girls "Forbidden fruit" giving the occasional kiss at her nub.

"Ah la fleur de pomme... D'une beauté et le goût ressemble à aucun autre."

Shock grinned up at Applebloom, her face covered in water and other liquids before she returned to her work, easily making her toy squirm. The youngest Apple, for her part, had her legs clamped on Shocks face like a vice, and had lowered herself onto the wet floor so that she could use her own hands to play with her tiny pink nipples, the water from all the nearby sprinklers having been turned magically so they almost all fell on her breasts. Her eccentric lover used her hands to play with her own folds, and used magic to make two small orbs. Levitating the two clear teal orbs she pressed them into Applebloom's and her own asses, making them vibrate and spin as they entered.

She held back her own moaning for as long as she could, listening to her loves writhing sounds before she let hers loose. The vibrations from her ecstatic groaning went directly into Applebloom, traveling through Shock's tongue and lips with every kiss and lick of Applebloom's button.

Shock widened the orbs with her magic, and stopped their spinning as she pulled them halfway out, keeping the holes wide and intensified the vibration. After she did that, it was not long until Applebloom cried out as loud as possible, and locked Shock in place, forcing her to choose between lapping up the sweet juices or drowning in them. Several minutes later Applebloom fell onto the shower floor, twitching slightly but crawling towards Shock, who now sat eagle spread and anxious.

"Applebloom?"

A gentle voice that carried love rang through the shower room, someone calling from the door. The two girls in the shower scrambled to their feet, a little weak kneed and quickly washed themselves off.

"Yeah Sweetie I'm in here!"

"You were taking a long time...I got a little worried you might be hurt."

"No I'm...I'm fine, great! I just uh...I really needed a shower."

Sweetie walked in to the shower room, standing in the door with a hand over her eyes.

"But you were in here for almost two hours..."

"I'm...I'm done now, be right out."

"If you say so AB...I'll see you back at the dorm."

Applebloom and Shock walked into the locker portion after they heard Sweetie leave. Applebloom quickly toweled off, apologizing to Shock as she went.

"Ah'm really really sorry about this, we've been friends for a long long time an' she worries 'bout me- ah'll make it up to ya'll, promise!"

Shock laughed, already dressed in tight black fishnet stockings and a green cloth tunic with a wide brown leather belt about her waist. She threw a light green wool cap over her spiky blue hair and slapped Applebloom's bare ass. The girl yelped and shot up, turning to face the carefree girl with an indignant expression. She only caught a glimpse of Shock Light walking away with two outspread fingers giving a peace sign as she turned out the door.

Applebloom stood there for a few minutes before she threw on her overalls and ran out into the hall after her love. She stood there with the top of her clothes still off staring at the empty hallways.

"Why that little...How dare she just walk away!"

Chapter 4

A/N I don't know what to call unicorns so I'm just saying "Mages"

Spike lay in the shade of a chestnut tree in the university's arboretum, the spot which had easily become the groups claimed hangout in the few weeks they had been attending Canterlot University. It's close proximity to the dorms allowed them to easily get to the favored spot quickly, and since it was uncommon for anyone to go to the forest, they almost always had the entire place to themselves. The young dragon was laying with his back against the tree reading an old novel Twilight had insisted he bring along out loud to the other man who was gently nestled against Spike's chest, peacefully asleep.

Applebloom and Sweetiebell lay on the picnic blanket they had brought out, Sweetie jotting down lyrics and scribbling them out, and Applebloom content to watch her. In addition to having many classes together and dormitories close by, they also all had the same one free period in the middle of the day, courtesy of one friendship-obsessed princess' influence.

"I thought we were going to go to a bar today...Why's Scoots taking so loooooong?"

"I told her to invite her room mate so we can finally meet her, but her art class is a few minutes longer than others and on the other side of campus so they will be late, same excuse as last time you asked Sweetie."

Spike put his book down and frowned at having been asked the same question so many times already.

"You don't even really drink, why are you so anxious?"

"I drink wine..."

"Wine is for babies, that's why Rarity always let you drink it."

Scootaloo hung upside down out of a tree branch that hung out to the side, her bright orange wings folded in and her tongue stuck out.

"'Bout time ya got here, where's your mate?"

Applebloom turned when Scootaloo winked and saw a very familiar young girl striding towards them, her small slender legs crossing over each other with every step in a way that would have made her look very drunk if she didn't somehow manage to balance so well. Looking up from her high black boots those laying on the ground saw dark tanned skin through ripped fishnet stockings, a very risque green tunic tied with a worn brown leather belt, a cute face that didn't need any makeup, and lots of springy spiky neon blue hair barely contained by a wool cap. The girl stepped between Sweetie and Spike, and placed a deep tongue filled kiss onto Scootaloo.

"YOU!"

"Me? You!"

Applebloom jumped up and pointed an accusatory finger at the scantily dressed lesbian who turned quickly and gave the same expression back. The farmer poked the smaller girl in the chest a few times, mouthing words that never came out until Shock Light's cocky grin turned into a passionate kiss. Sweetie's eyes nearly exploded in her head, Scootaloo fell out of her tree, Spike slowly grew a big grin and nudged Fenix awake. After a few minutes of "Resistance" Shock let the girl go and helped Scootaloo to her feet, hooking an arm around her waist.

"So- bar?"

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Sweetiebell fumbled the lock on her door, the key missing a few times before sliding in to the keyhole. She practically fell through, and most likely would have if the man behind her wasn't holding her by her curvaceous hips. Laughing hysterically the young girl pulled the man into her room, slurring jokes that he couldn't understand in his own drunken stupor. He held her by the shoulders and shook his head a few times, kicked the door closed and guided Sweetie towards her bed.

Coincidentally that's where she led him and in no time at all they were standing over the edge of the low to ground sleeping apparatus. The man sat her firmly on her bed, stumbling over whatever words he was trying to form, Sweetie tried to make an intelligent rebuttal, but it came out in the form of vomit instead. Sighing, the man removed her elegant red dress and threw it in the hamper which rested in the corner of the room.

Sweetie giggled at her seductive maneuver and screwed her eyes shut in concentration. Using all her power she used her magic and ripped her suitor's clothing off. Since most of it actually wrapped around his body, only his jacket remained intact as it fell away. Neither of them cared very much at the moment however, and it hardly took a second for them to fall onto each other.

It took less time for them to fall asleep.

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Sweetiebell fell through nothingness, not knowing how she got there or where even there was she allowed herself to traverse the dark descent amnesia so often came with. She was laying, tilted slightly as though she tripped backwards and simply never landed, but she wasn't afraid. She was watching herself, as some are wont to do, and she knew that nothing bad would happen to her if she could see herself, she would know if anything were about to, and that wasn't so scary.

Also there was that light. Directly below, and rapidly approaching her (Or more accurately she was approaching it) was a little spot of light. When she fell into it, Sweetie almost expected it to hurt her, but rather instead she was caught, and cradled in strong arms. Looking up, she met the brightest blue eyes, and face that couldn't be denied as either masculine or delicate. As the man who caught her smile the world around her changed- the black swirled in pinks and reds and whites, and an impossibly soft bed shaped like a heart and covered in blood red rose petals appeared beneath them.

She was gently laid upon the posh pillows and silken sheets, her body suddenly feeling very exposed, but comfortable. The man leaned in close to her, brushing his pitch lips against her own crimson ones. A very demure squeak passed through her accompanied by a shudder and followed by a moan. Two large hands, hard like iron but warm and malleable as flesh grasped at and caressed her breasts, the luminescent white coated by the empty black, small pale pink hidden as his invisible being surrounded her sensitive body and made her twitch and tingle. Her own hands lay abandoned above her head, some strands of her hair having fallen over them. They loosely grabbed some of the soft smooth fabric as a long forked tongue slid across her collarbone, down her chest, all the way between her legs.

The man's face followed his tongue, and his hands went in a similar fashion until they were sliding across the contours of her hips. She gasped aloud, and moaned silently, and her body squeezed against the invading appendage. Soon, her hips began to quickly lift repeatedly against the shadow of a man until she suddenly stopped with a loud cry and powerful tremors. His tongue was expelled, and he passed it around the bloom it had been within before, gathering the sweet drops that dampened and darkened the sparkling scarlet blanket under the girl.

The man slowly kissed back up Sweetie's body, nipping gently in certain spots as he went. Just as he was looking into her eyes once again, the world began to drip away. The swirling hues that were the beautiful background fell together and became grey, as if paint were seeping from the sky. The bed burned away into ash around her, threatening to drop Sweetie and the man as he brought his mouth to her ear, whispering befuddled confusing words. Sweetie held on to him with all she could, crying out for him to repeat himself, to explain what he had said. She cried and yelled to him, but her voice disappeared, and then her vision. And then she heard.

"Wake up, Sweetie."

Chapter 5

"Oh you're awake! I hope you don't mind, I heated up some food."

Sweetie looked up at the man standing over her as she tried to sheepishly cover her rosy nearly naked body. She looked him over as he ate from a cup of noodles and shook his loose black hair. He was tall, 6'2''-6'3'', and muscular but small. She traced the contours of his body with her eyes, seeing hard abs and strong pectorals through his tight fitting white T-shirt, he had strong arms that were slender in width and from the elbow down both arms were covered in disturbing holes and laced with scars. His tight fitting jeans hugged his firm lower body, his waist being much thinner and bonier than Sweetie would have expected from his muscular form. His insect like wings folded to his sides as he turned towards the girl and gave a friendly smile that was oddly inviting despite the long thin fangs that showed when he opened his mouth.

"'Course I don't actually need to eat, I just like the taste."

"Changeling..."

"Grub Caretaker #003 formerly Advance Guard #0004, A.K.A. Absence."

"Uhm..."

"It's my name, only our dear Queen had a name until the recent union of our species. Apparently it's too hard for Equestrian's to remember number sequences so we are becoming adapted to having names like you all."

"I mean...why are you in my room..."

Several minutes of silence fell between the two, and their rest would have been longer had not Applebloom thrown open the door and stumble carelessly over to sit next to Sweetie, giving a nod to both.

"Thanks for stayin' with her while I showered Absence, t'was awful nice of yall to keep her company."

"No problem AB, thanks for taking things into your own hands when you found a changeling instead of calling guards...those jerks still have a grudge against us from that whole "Wedding" incident..."

"Sorry for hittin' ya like that..."

"Wait what happened last night!"

Absence and Applebloom exchanged a look of confusion.

"Ya mean ya don't remember?"

"Remember what! What happened?"

Absence and Applebloom exchanged a look of mischief....

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Weeks later Absence had joined the group of friends, only after having been forced by Spike to promise repeatedly not to shift into any of them unless asked to by them. The changeling himself did not attend the university, instead he was both on allowances from the Princesses and the Queen as one of the many changelings put around Equestria to make the Equestrians used to having the chitinous folk around, he also worked at a local club just a short way down the road from the college in the area where the many bars the students infested.

He walked alongside Scootaloo, disguised as Scootaloo herself and the two laughed and joked trying to see if any students or faculty would notice the duplicate. Only a few second glances were given, to the changelings disappointment, as they entered the junior daredevil's physics class. They sat on opposite sides of the room, trying to calm their snickering as the teacher walked down the stair coated hall that led from the back of the room to the front by going through the chair plaza.

A few students had noticed and even though they did not know exactly what was going on, they too began hiding laughs until the teachers stern gaze fell over them. He was a tall slender man, wearing a brown pin striped suit with a small hourglass pin. He had short somewhat spiky brown hair and was wearing vestigial square glasses. He stood at the front of the class, staring at all the students with disgust and and hate for only a few seconds before he broke out laughing.

"Morning class!"

"Good morning Professor Time Turner!"

A few students chimed out, including both Scootaloo's, while others either grumbled or ignored the comment entirely.

"Well Miss Scootaloo, I never thought I would get to see you awake in my class- let alone so energetic!"

"I woke up today ready and rearing to go!"

A call came from across the room. The professor recognized the voice as Scootaloo's but was staring at her when he heard it, and saw the lack of her lips moving. Confused he walked to the other side of the room, looking around for the source of the voice. In the seat where 'Scootaloo' once sat, he saw only an exact replica of himself wearing the same clothes and a smug grin.

"Hello Doctor."

"Who are you?"

"I'm Time Turner, Professor of Psychology at Canterlot University who are you?"

"Who do I look like?"

"You look like the phony that's been impersonating people throughout the college for the past week."

"So you've heard of me!"

Absence flicked through several of the forms he'd taken over the past few days, cautious not to shift into any of his friends. He rested on the image of the headmaster herself. Several students, as well as the teacher, gasped at his choice of body and he looked around confused.

"You know, my little changeling...It's illegal to imitate certain members of authority, and in certain areas..."

A smooth voice curled behind him, sounding sweet and caring, but also firm and dangerous. He slowly turned around to see a mirror image resting against the door frame behind him. A young (looking) woman with sensational curves to her hips and breasts, long blue hair that quite literally flowed and shimmered, her lips were slightly puckered and light blue with a single slender fingertip resting on it, the darker blue nail polish contrasting. A thin silver and aquamarine dress with very wide wispy sleeves covered her little enough to be considered risque but she somehow managed to still look pure and modest.

Absence flashed out of his borrowed form with a flash of green flame and gulped audibly- even to Scootaloo who was on the very far side of the room. Luna smiled and beckoned towards him, giving a smile to the orange winged girl before she left.

"I'd like to formerly meet you in an hour, in my office."

After the door closed, Scootaloo and Absence (Once again in Scootaloo's shape) let out a simultaneous sigh and trudged out the room, ignored furthermore by the professor as he finally began to teach.

"I've never met Luna, how fucked am I?"

"Way Fucked..."

"....Fuck."

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"Hello my little changeling, I am Princess Luna of the Night, Headmaster of Canterlot University."

"Grub Caretaker # 003 formerly Advance Guard #0004, or um...A-Absence my Queen."

Absence was quick to take a knee and bow his head in front of Luna, still frightened of the monarch. Luna hid her sneer at the gesture and placed one delicate hand on his shoulder.

"Please stand, and I am no queen- Princess, Headmaster, or simply Luna will suffice. Please relax- I do not wish any more to fear me..."

The changeling nodded and slowly stood up, standing just a few inches over the princess. He felt uncomfortable standing higher than the Princess but did not want to slouch or offend her by trying to make himself smaller. She circled him a few times, her hand dragging along his shoulders, back, and chest. Even with thick black chitin for skin, his blush was evident.

"Ooh my~ 'Tia never told me changelings could be so...firm!"

"P-Princess!"

Luna giggled as she gave a firm squeeze and let go of Absence's rear, the changeling's black face red. He nervously returned her smile, his limp hand being taken in both of hers and brought up to her chest.

"Can you feel it Absence? Can you feel the beating of my heart?~ It's so lonely, but you understand don't you? What it's like to be feared?"

"Y-yes P-Princess..."

"Please...say my name~"

One of Luna's hand snaked it's way down Absence's body, hovering just above it avoiding contact. She rest it just on his burdening erection, her lips floating tantalizingly above his own, her large teal eyes watering as she looked up at him. The dark wings resting on her back slowly rose up, so large that they could completely engulf Absence and wrap back around. She felt his length, blushing suddenly and looking away. After a moment Luna smiled and put her hands soft onto both of the changelings shoulders, pulling him in for a delicate kiss. the second that their lips met, the black framed insect wings shot out in lightning speed and twitched tentatively.

"I didn't know that changeling wings did that!"

"..Neither did I.."

Luna giggled again and pulled Absence over to her black maple desk and had him sit down on the edge. She kissed him some more, gathering their shared saliva on her tongue as she did. When they broke apart a long line of glistening moisture hung between them, breaking from Luna's lips when they curled into a small smile.

"I'll...take care of you."

Absence smiled down and rubbed a hand across Luna's cheek, half out of love, half out of fear the Princess would kill him if he didn't satisfy. She blushed, a factor which made him nervous and aroused, and the immortal unbuttoned the front of her young love's jeans. As soon as the pants were undone he came out and Luna took a moment to admire.

It was at least eleven inches long, and thick enough that a loose hand would barely connect around it. Like his skin, the rod was totally pitch black and wasn't even the conventional shape. His cock was the same as any other, except for the holes that riddled the side, making it contour along looking almost crooked. Rather than a dull round head he head a soft point that looked somewhat like a metal quill.

"Okay...I'm ready Absence.."

She slid one hand around his base, keeping her pinkie finger outstretched elegantly even during an act like such. Absence let out a soft gasp, more exhaling his sense of anxiety than anything else, and dug his sharp nails into the thick wood. Gentle luminescent blue feathered tiny kisses across his tapered end as Luna moistened and prepared. After several minutes she heard his breathing become ragged and saw a tiny drop of pre resting at the very end. The night princess licked it off and fit her mouth around the oddly shaped ender.

Absence purred and slipped his fingers loosely throughout her hair, following the woman's head more than he was guiding her. She looked up at him with glowing teal eyes and smiled around him, her flowing hair rippling as her head bobbed repeatedly. The changeling continued to purr, quite audibly, and his mouth fell open as his head tilted back. Fangs gleamed and his loose black hair fell in piles when he jerked his head back, feeling the back of Luna's throat.

A soft moan came from the princess, and the vibrations flooded through the changeling, making him gasp again and bite down on his lip, the fang drawing a small line of blood. Luna found herself encouraged by the soft sounds and slight movements she caused and began to move faster and slowly take more and more into herself. Before long she had her eyes closed and had moved her hands to hold onto the gentle bucking waist of the chitinous man. He moved his other hand to her head and began to pull her closer to him, only to push her back right before she had all of him. Luna relinquished her own attempts at moving, and stopped her powerful suckling and massaging with her tongue. Instead she allowed the boy to use her as he did and she simply waited, enjoying the feel of being the charge of someone else.

Absence found himself abandoned of his former hesitance, and was pulling his lover into him almost violently. The princess didn't seem to mind his vigor however, even grabbing what she could of his rear as tightly as she could. He tried holding back his voice, having a a high pitched catch between a crude grunt and a vulgar moan escape his open mouth and snake around his tongue which hung from out of his mouth. He thrust himself in one last time, feeling Luna press her face into his low stomach as much as she could and keeping her lips so tight that not even a drop dared escape. Her cheeks began to bulge with the seed and he could feel it splash around every bit of the inside of her mouth, swishing against his own length as she played with the cream with her tongue. She swallowed every bit almost desperately, taking the mouthful in a single gulp. Absence gasped aloud, the sheer pressure and the force of his own thick seed rushing past him making him instantly cum again, the princess swallowing it all as it came this time. She quickly spun her tongue around his length with a firm twist and pulled him out, completely clean before even touching her lips. Luna lifted herself and stood over the changeling, lifting his chin with two fingers and pressing a deep and passionate kiss, flavored with her dewy balm and his arousal. As they kissed she zipped up his pants, and lifted him from the table. Once again giving him a firm pat on the ass she sent him out the door.

"And don't tell anyone!~"

Chapter 6

Yeah I don't know what to do anymore.....I guess I'm just going to stop writing. Sorry for having wasted your time, I'll put up a new story soon but that will be my usual one hit flop thing instead of anything with purpose.