Fletcher Fray walked through a community garden in Canterlot, really taking time to absorb the peace and tranquility of such a place... particularly after the events that transpired.
"I just wish this could all last a bit longer..." Fletcher said to himself, "...but, as always, duty calls."
The unicorn stallion knew that war was the cost for peace, and to protect those he cared for. As a member of the Eternal Knights, he had a pact with his team to serve Princess Luna as a secret task force and fight for justice and righteousness... in all worlds.
Fletcher was a skilled warrior with many years of combat experience on his shoulders. His skills with the bow were unparalleled, even by his own battle companions. Still, in spite of combat expertise and weapon prowess, he never considered himself an outstanding hero. He simply was always willing to protect the innocent and endangered.
For now, though, Fletcher knew it was best for him to unwind and try to keep him nerves at bay. He stood staring at the night sky amidst a patch of trees in the arboretum portion of the garden. He let out a sigh as he reminisced what happened back in the other world. So much happened in such a short time. So much loss as the price for what was won... but hopefully, it was well worth it in the long run.
After a moment, however, Fletcher heard some footsteps approaching from off to the side.
"Hey, Fletcher!" Came a female voice.
He looked to see a mint-green unicorn mare trotting toward him. His expression lightened from its somber state.
"Oh, Lyra!" He said.
It was Lyra Heartstrings, wife of one of his close friends and professional comrades, Abstraction, a balanced, intermediate fighter who wielded a zweihänder sword, and was also a prodigy artist whose works were known across Equestria.
"What are you doing out here at this hour?" Fletcher asked.
"I came to find you," Lyra said.
Fletcher narrowed his eyes. "And how did you know I was here?"
Lyra smirked. "...I know you better than you think I do, Fletch."
"Yeah," Fletcher said, returning his attention to the scenery. "I just love the garden, especially at night. It's just so peaceful. What can I say? It's good to be back home."
"And it's good to have you back," Lyra said.
"Yeah, it was no easy assignment," Fletcher said. "Not all of us made it back, but I'm just glad all the children are okay. Same with Wolf and Midnight."
"Also..." Lyra said, tears welling up in her eyes, "...I just can't thank you enough for making sure Abby got home safely! He told me you saved his life!"
"Of course," Fletcher said. "He would've done the same for me, just as any of us would."
"It's not just that..." Lyra said, "...every day, I was always worried that I would never see him again... if anything happened to him... but you all came back... and when he proposed to me... oh, I just felt like the happiest mare alive..."
Fletcher smiled and nodded. "You're quite welcome, Lyra. I'm always glad to help others, whether they're friends or strangers."
After a moment to pull herself together, Lyra returned her gaze from the ground to Fletcher.
"Also, Fletch..." she spoke, "...why haven't I ever seen you with any mare?"
Fletcher narrowed his eyes and glanced around. "...I guess I've never really thought about it."
"What?" Lyra said, narrowing her eyes and smirking. "You're not afraid, are you...?"
Fletcher's eyes went wide. "Huh?"
"There something about yourself you don't want a mare to find out?" Lyra said, turning her head while keeping her gaze fixed on him. "I mean, you're quite a handsome stallion... you've got a kind heart in your barrel... so I don't see what good could come of letting such good traits go to waste."
She started stepping closer, and Fletcher's face went red as he stepped back a bit. "L-Lyra... I don't know why you'd think I'm holding back...!"
Then the mare laughed. "I'm just teasing, Fletch! Geez, you sure take everything way too seriously!"
"Eh, heh heh..." Fletcher chuckled awkwardly, "...yeah, sure."
At that moment, the stallion's stomach growled.
"Hm, kinda hungry..." he said.
"What's your plan for dinner?" Lyra asked.
Fletcher turned to head back to Canterlot Castle. "I'm just gonna head back to the barracks and have my evening meal in the mess hall, as usual. Why?"
"Well," Lyra began, "maybe you'd like to try something different tonight?"
Fletcher raised a brow. "Like what?"
"Abby and I haven't eaten yet, either," Lyra said. "In fact, his mother, Pan Fry, offered to have some of her flagship meals delivered from her restaurant to his mansion for free!"
"What?" Fletcher asked. "No, I couldn't possibly—"
"No, I insist!" Lyra said. "Besides... her portions tend to be on the large size, so she always has a surplus of doggie bags ready for the customers."
Fletcher stood still for a moment, before smiling and shrugging. "Okay, I'll come over for dinner."
"Great!" Lyra said.
After a short while, Fletcher found himself at the table in the dining hall of Abstraction's mansion. He could not complain; the place was nice, he had an exquisite meal in front of him, and he was with some friends he hardly spent a lot of free time with.
"I tell you, Fletcher," Abstraction said, "it's so good to be home."
"Yeah, it is," Fletcher said.
"And I'm glad to get some time off from work to visit Canterlot for a few days," Lyra said.
"Hmm," Fletcher hummed, swallowing another bite he took. "That's something I don't quite understand. Why do you still have a house in Ponyville, Lyra? Why bother with hopping back and forth instead of getting a job here and settling down with your husband?"
Lyra pursed her lips. "Well... I have a lot of childhood friends living in Ponyville. I just don't want to imagine going long stretches without seeing them. Especially Bon Bon and Blues Noteworthy, who were my orphanage roommates."
"Oh," Fletcher said. "I can understand that."
The three continued to eat, not really delving into personal matters for the remainder of the meal, and only sticking with casual small talk. Soon enough, all of them had finished, and Abstraction offered to take the dishes to the kitchen to stick in the dishwasher.
"Ah," Fletcher uttered. "That was excellent! Be sure to give your mother my thanks, Abstraction!"
"Will do," Abstraction said. "She may not be the most confident mare in Equestria, but she definitely knows which end of the spoon to hold."
Fletcher nodded. "Alright, well, I'm gonna head back to the castle barracks and get some shuteye."
Lyra stepped forward. "Aw, do you have to go so soon, Fletch?"
"Wh-whatever do you mean, Lyra...?" Fletcher asked, suddenly on the spot.
"Well..." Lyra began, "...we wondered if maybe... you'd like to..." she trailed off, blushing, "...stick around for dessert?"
"U-um..." Fletcher stammered, his face going red as he shuffled his hooves nervously.
"So... like I said back in the garden, Fletch..." Lyra said, "...I haven't seen you around with any mare, and I think it's only fair that you got your piece of action as well!"
Fletcher's eyes went wide as he froze entirely. "...N-no...! I-I couldn't... you're married, Lyra...! Show some dedication to your husband...!"
"Hey," Abstraction said, his eyes narrow as he grinned, "after everything you did for me, as well as Ly... I think it's only fair she give you some due respect, Fletcher!"
"W-well, yes, I agree..." Fletcher stammered. "...but... not like th-this...!"
Lyra sighed. "I guess we're gonna have to do this the hard way, then..."
The mare then focused her magic in her horn, causing it to glow. After a second, Fletcher's eyes started glowing the same color, and his nervous expression became one of awe.
"O-ohhh..." Fletcher uttered, "...L... Lyra... what... are you... ahhh..."
A dreamy smile filled the stallion's face as Lyra successfully put him under a hypnosis spell. While his thoughts were under her influence, he still had a reasonable level of awareness to what was happening.
Lyra smirked. "There we go. Now... off to the master bedroom, shall we?"
With that, Abstraction and Lyra, along with the pinged Fletcher, proceeded to the room in question...
Fletcher, in spite of being hypnotized and his vision partially clouded by the yellow glow in his eyes, found himself laying face-up on the bed. As Abstraction watched from a modest distance, Lyra herself began to slowly rub his inner stifles. Fletcher recoiled a little at first... but soon enough, relented.
"Hahhhhh..." Fletcher uttered, a massive smile on his face as his eyes fell half-closed and his upper muzzle turned a light shade of pink.
Slowly, his member began to unsheathe itself, gradually lengthening and thickening, pulsating in sync with his own heartbeat. Lyra herself looked rather pleased with the progress she was making, as indicated by her own smile and blushing. Abstraction himself was feeling the effects from a distance, as he was starting to get his own boner as well.
"Let's see here..." Lyra said, gently handling and examining Fletcher's privates.
Whenever she made even the slightest adjustment with holding his shaft or jewels in her hooves, the stallion moaned from the overwhelming sensation that shot straight through his entire body. After a moment, Lyra took a step back.
"Not bad," she said. "But... I think you can be a little... better."
As it was beyond Fletcher's current capacity to verbally respond, the mare got straight to work, her horn glowing as she enveloped the stallion's dick and balls in her magic. A high, faint bubbling noise emanated from Fletcher's pelvic region.
"...N-nyaaaaahhhhh..." Fletcher moaned, his tongue hanging from his maw.
The stallion's cock began to grow, from the bottom, at inch-long intervals, lengthening and thickening like a worm. This repeated a few times until it was at least fifty-percent larger than its original size. The same thing happened with his balls, which swelled up slowly, like a pair of water balloons, until they were at least two inches in diameter. It seemed that Lyra's magic was also spreading a bit as well; Fletcher's plot had grown noticeably, very subtly lifting his backside off the bed with a deeper gurgling sound than from his privates. His butt was now very much comparable to that of a curvy mare.
The sensation from all of this was just... indescribably wonderful to Fletcher.
"There we go," Lyra said. "Now ya got yourself a real package!"
Without any delay, the mare held out her tongue, slowly touching it to the base of Fletcher's newly-enlarged member, causing him to recoil from the overwhelming sensation, in spite of his hypnosis inhibiting his senses. Abstraction was quite turned on as he watched his wife work her tongue all over that large cock. Despite it not being his own, he was still willing to let her give her "thanks" to his battle companion.
She gradually moved up his member, while gently fondling his now-large balls, causing the stallion to moan some more and tip his head back, even against the resistance of the mattress, lifting his upper body off the bed. Lyra's crotch region was becoming quite moist as she was becoming quite hot herself. Eventually, she completely enveloped Fletcher's dick in her mouth completely, deepthroating the Eternal Knight.
Abstraction stepped forward and started to gently massage his wife's shapely butt for a bit. She subtly moaned as he did this. Soon, he started to rub his own hard member against her special spot, catching her by surprise at first, but relenting as he continued to slowly "lick" her pussy with his horsecock.
Once he was sufficiently warmed up, Lyra withdrew herself from Fletcher. In spite of his fading awareness, Fletcher felt immensely unfulfilled now that he was no longer being stimulated. However... she had something else in mind for what was to come...
"Okay, Abby..." Lyra said, her attention on Fletcher's privates, "...I think he's about ready."
"Heh..." Abstraction said, "...then let's not keep him waiting."
So, Lyra positioned herself, face-up, on top of Fletcher, the latter briefly babbling incoherently due to the former's hypnosis spell. Letting very... specific parts of her body loose... she slid her plot onto Fletcher's dong, until it was completely devoured by her glutes. Her face melted in complete ecstasy as his penis struck her G-spot.
Abstraction himself got on top of both of them, wasting no time to slide his his own penis into Lyra's vagina. She had made sure to use a contraceptive spell beforehand while she was warming up Fletcher orally, so nothing would happen that they wouldn't want... yet.
With that, Abstraction took the lead, thrusting into Lyra at a steady rhythm, and once she got the timing down, she started straddling Fletcher in sync. Soon enough, they had themselves quite a passable threesome happening. Fletcher could not consciously do anything while he was under Lyra magical influence, but he still enjoyed it all the same. Though he had sex with his wife on the regular, Abstraction found this session to be quite a bit more... fulfilling, somehow. As for Lyra being double-penetrated... she was enraptured in pure bliss, and happy tears fell from her eyes as her tongue hung out from her agape mouth.
"...Nyaaaaahhhhh...!" Lyra moaned. "...Oh, A-Abby...!" Ooh...! F-faster...!"
Abstraction panted. "...Hey... ah... I-I got ya, baby... n-ngh...!"
Fletcher could feel every single pulse of his pelvic floor muscles over the bouncing of the married couple on top of him, the way each pulse surged through his entire being, waves of rich, sensual energy filling him. After a while, the two picked up the pace, getting faster and their moaning becoming louder and more frequent. Fletcher really felt the pressure building up in the base of his horsecock, just begging to explode out.
"...A-ah...!" Lyra moaned. "...O-OOH...! Abby...! Ah...! I-I'm gonna...!"
Abstraction gritted his teeth firmly and shut his eyes tight. "...L-Ly... ooh...! H-Holy buck...! AAH...!"
The blue stallion maintained his rhythm so as to achieve a simultaneous orgasm for the three of them, and judging by Fletcher's loud moaning, he was quite close himself. After a bit of speed adjustment of his thrusts, with Lyra following as needed, the threesome eventually had themselves a near-simultaneous, loud climax. Apparently, it was so intense for one of them, he unintentionally triggered use of his magic.
Fletcher's horn flared brightly, so light that all the surroundings went the same color for a brief moment, and once it faded... that was an equine figure appeared, now standing next to him on the bedside. It was a pony of a tall, lean build, fur that appeared yellow in the dim light. Fletcher, hypnotized and on the brink of exhaustion from what he just went through, could vaguely recognize the pony with his conscious mind... but could not quite put his hoof on what made this pony seem so familiar.
"Ah..." the pony said, "...what do we have here? Three ponies enjoying themselves quite well, I see... and..." his eyes shifted to the stallion at the bottom, "...Fray! Well, you sure seem to have earned your fair share of mare-action, at last."
"Haaaahhhh..." Fletcher moaned, still completely tired, and literally about ready to faint.
"...Rest assured, Fray..." the pony said in a very familiar voice to Fletcher, "...while you may be out... your subconscious will still have an abundance of joy and pleasure to come..."
Fletcher's eyes opened slightly wider (but still narrow) as he thought he figured out who this was.
"...W... wait..." he uttered, "...you... y-you're... I... If..."
He could not finished the sentence. Lyra's hypnosis spell seized Fletcher's mind completely, and he lost all awareness at that point as he fell into a sort of half-sleep mode. He would be unable to form any conscious memories until the spell wore off. The two still-conscious unicorns returned their attention to the corporeal, spectral pony they summoned.
However, Fletcher was not the only one who could see him...
...Lyra and Abstraction were both briefly frozen with shock upon seeing him manifest from Fletcher's uncontrollable magic. However, they both began to let up after piecing together exactly who the spectral pony was, given Fletcher's descriptions of him.
"U-uh..." the stallion stammered, "...hello?"
"Ah," Lyra said, powering through her fatigue, "you must be... the one who saved Fletcher's life?"
The stallion nodded. "...Yes. I am grateful that he chose the path that led to him joining the Eternal Knights... and even moreso that you're willing to go to such... lengths to reward him."
"He saved my life, too," Abstraction said. "And Lyra, here, just wanted to give him, based on her judgments, a proper thanks."
"...Well, we're still far from done with him," Lyra said to the spirit. "And I believe it's only fair that we thank you for everything you did for Fletcher, so he could help Abby back in the other world... after all, he told us all about you."
"Hm..." the spectral pony hummed, "...I really don't know about that..."
"Oh, c'mon!" Lyra said. "It'll be a great compensation!"
Fletcher slowly opened his eyes to the blinding morning light streaming in through a large bay window.
"...U... urm..." the unicorn groaned, rubbing his eyes and slowly sitting up.
Before he could gather his bearings, someone planted a kiss on his forehead.
"Good morning," they said.
As Fletcher's eyes adjusted, he came to see that it was Lyra who spoke. What really caught him off guard was the fact that he was in a guest bedroom in Abstraction's mansion.
"...Wh-what...?" He uttered. "Lyra... what happened? Why am I still here...?"
Lyra shuffled her hooves nervously as her face went pink and her eyes fell to the floor. She fought to suppress her smirk.
"I guess you could say..." Abstraction said as he entered the guest room, "...that after dinner... you wound up a bit catatonic."
Fletcher sat up. "Oh, you can't seriously tell me I just happened to doze off or something..."
"Y-you could... say that..." Lyra stammered, again seeming to be quite flustered for some reason.
"Something wrong, Lyra?" Fletcher asked.
Lyra stood upright, fully alert. "Oh, yes. Everything's fine, Fletch. And we don't think it's rude to fall asleep when visiting; we get it. You were just... tired last night."
"Is that so?" Fletcher asked, standing. "Well, in any case, I really should be getting back to the castle. Wolf and Midnight are probably wondering where I am."
"Fair enough," Abstraction said. "Best to enjoy the leave while it lasts, am I right?"
"Right on the money, there!" Fletcher said.
With that, the unicorn archer set off to the barracks of the Eternal Knights, where he met up with his two other companions in the team. However, while he was walking... he felt a weird sensation, somewhere in his pelvic region.
Huh... Fletcher thought, ...why does everything below my navel and above my gaskins feel so... nice? I mean, I'm not complaining, but... I've never felt like this before.
There was a subtle, pleasant tingling sensation that filled Fletcher's lower belly and thighs, centering around his... um, special spot...
Clearly, he was unaware that his body was still in the afterglow phase of the events last night. But, in spite of this, he continued his walk to the castle, where he found Wolf and Midnight in the barracks, having their breakfast.
They questioned him about why he didn't turn up last night, but managed to put their nerves at ease by telling them he went for dinner at Abstraction's, and dozed off for the night. They seemed a little suspicious at first, but dismissed it as a friendly visit. From there, Fletcher carried out his time off like normal; do a little sightseeing through Canterlot, taking some nice, long walks, doing a bit of window-shopping, heading to the theater to watch a live performance, et cetera.
However, the unicorn felt a bit.. off, given what transpired on the night Lyra invited him for dinner, and the fact that he woke up on the following morning in a guest bedroom. He could not remember anything in-between... however, something in him told him that, whatever it was that happened... it was absolutely wonderful. He could not put his hoof on it, but that's just what his subconscious interpreted to him.
There were also some signs left on him from that night... such as his enlarged male parts, which he happened to take notice of, non-ironically, while just casually laying by himself and reading a book, when he happened to glance down at himself.
"What the...?" Fletcher remarked when he saw this, putting his book down and taking a moment to examine his privates. "...That's bizarre. I don't remember my nuts being so... massive. Or my dick being so... thickened and elongated. Is it something I've been eating? Or something else?"
Again, realizing that something must have happened recently, particularly concerning that night he was totally out of it at Abstraction's house, really screwed over his brain yet again. He was a bit frightened, thinking something bad could've gone down... but something inside him told him that it was actually something very good. It only made his head spin, and left him completely confused. It was not helped by the fact that Abstraction and Lyra seemed to actively avoid his questions whenever he tried to bring it up with them.
This only had Fletcher wondering for days on end:
What the buck HAPPENED that night after dinner...?
