“My room’s up this way! You’ll love it! We can have snacks up there! And play board games! I forgot to make my bed. Let’s go!”

You quietly close the door behind you, looking around the house to see if you can find where Winter Lotus’s room would be just from an initial glance. While Sugar Stix makes her way up the stairs, you slowly follow behind her, observing the entire first floor as long as you can before she leads you away. You may not be as adamant about ruining the older sister’s life as much as you were earlier, but you’re still peeved off enough to at least do something while you’re there.

“Coming! Hey, actually, do you and your sister share a room?”

“Nope! She has her own room. It’s right next door to mine! She told me not to let anypony in, though. Do you count as anypony? I’m hungry. Come on! Let’s have some candy!”

Perfect. She’ll lead you up to her room, you’ll make up an excuse to use the bathroom, and when Winter Lotus comes home, her underwear drawer will have a dead fish. That is… unless she doesn’t have an underwear drawer. You silently curse at yourself for being this dumb, but you’ll find some other way utilize your dead fish somehow. You’ll just need to be creative.

Once you reach the top of the stairs, however, Sugar Stix bounces happily to her bedroom door, slides the knob and races inside in a flash. You don’t even make it to the doorway, though, before your brain blissfully melts from the enticing scent wafting from her room. It’s so familiar, but somehow even stronger than you remember. The minute you look inside, your jaw drops slightly, understanding immediately why the aroma is causing your nerves to shiver.

“What’ll you have?” Sugar Stix asks, standing in front of what can only be described as a library of diabetes. “I’ve got candy corn, licorice, jelly beans, sugar twists--you like those, right?--hard candy, soft candy, chocolate candy, almond candy, rock candy, cotton candy--OH! I know! How about gummy bears?”

Just as you’re about to try using the bathroom excuse to execute your plan, however, Sugar Stix grabs a paper bowl and a blue candy scoop, digging into an assortment of gummy bears and tossing them into the bowl. You cringe thinking about how awkward it’ll be to excuse yourself now, but after she scoops herself a bowl for herself, she looks up at you with a wide smile and tilts her head.

“Come on, Anon! Have a seat! I don’t have any chairs, though. You don’t mind sitting on the floor, do you?”

“Actually, I kinda had to use the--”

“Om nom nom nom!”

You barely managed to turn your head towards the hallway when you snap it right back to the filly, who takes a mouthful of gummy bears and somehow manages to smile while chewing. A small piece of gelatin sticks to her lower lip, but she looks far too pleased with the flavors hitting her tastebuds to notice. Again, she tilts her head, making you sigh in defeat, running your hand through your hair.

“Alright,” you say, dropping your backpack and taking a seat next to her on the floor. “I guess I can use the bathroom later.”

“What’s your favorite flavor gummy bear? I like red ones. My sister likes yellow ones. Purple is my second favorite, though. Do you have gummy bears in your world?”

You chuckle as you take an orange bear from your bowl, pinching its head and releasing it to morph back to its original shape. “Yeah, we have these back in my world. Gummy bears and jelly beans and all that good stuff.”

“What’s different about your world and mine?”

Before you answer her, you pop the treat into your mouth and savor the flavor rushing to your brain. Your world has candy like this, sure, but the amount of sugar they have in this world is almost like a completely different experience. “It’s pretty similar to here, I guess. The main difference is that here, everyone looks like you, and back in my world, everyone looks like me. Plus, nobody has wings or magic in my world.”

“Really?! Wow!” It amazes you how little things like this could get a filly so excited that she stops eating the candy she was borderline obsessing over just moments ago to lean in and listen more closely. “Tell me more!”

“And everything runs off of electricity in my world. It’s kinda like the stuff you have here, only a little more advanced? Ehh, it’s hard to say, really. Just when I think this place is stuck in the renaissance, I see ponies flying around in freaking helicopters.”

“Electricity? Like lightning?! How do you do that?! Do you think we could do that too? I don’t have any magic. I’m jealous of unicorns.”

You chuckle as you toss another gummy bear into your mouth. “You and me both.”

“Do you have a crush on my sister?”

You put your hand over your mouth right before you inadvertently spit out your candy. Then, after painfully swallowing the only half-chewed object, you look into her eyes to check if she’s joking, just to see the same innocent expression she always has.

“No,” you say, giggling awkwardly. “No, it’s nothing like that. She’s uh… She’s not really my type.”

“Then how come you always come see her?”

You scratch your head. “Because I like candy? Where is this coming from all of a sudden?”

“My sister says the candy is only an excuse. She says the real reason you come is to see her. She’s all you ever talk to. And you talk to her all the time.”

“Yeah, but… It’s not like that.” You then lean back on the floor, staring up at the ceiling while you try to put your thoughts into words. “Yeah, I like venting to her and all that, but I’m mainly just using her as an outlet. I know she can’t stand me, and I guess I just feel better eating my problems away knowing that she doesn’t have an excuse to leave. If she did, then she’d be just like every other pony in this town.”

“...Am I like every other pony in this town too?”

Suddenly, you sit up, holding out your hands in defense. “No! No! You’re different from them! I mean, did you see how they were looking at me today? It makes me so mad just being near all of them. You, though…” Again, you look at the ceiling, trying to think of the right thing to say. “When you look at me, I feel kinda happy, you know? Gah, that sounded weird. I promise it sounded better in my head.”

Suddenly, her ears perk up. “I make you happy?”

“Yeah! I mean, you definitely don’t make me mad.”

“I hope so…” Just as quickly as she cheered up, however, she looks back down at the ground, the smile fading from her cheeks. “The kids at school make me mad. They’re mean sometimes. I have friends there. But they’re not all my friends. I like talking to you. You like the same things I do. Plus you know my sister! I don’t know if you like her, though. It sounds like you don’t.”

And she would be right.

“It’s not that I don’t like her. I just… don’t have a crush on her.”

“Good.”

Suddenly, your gaze drops from the ceiling back towards her, raising a sharp eyebrow. “Good?”

“Yeah, because I… Um… Well...” As her voice descends into a whisper, you gradually lean your body forward, but just as soon as you begin to notice the redness in her cheeks, her whole body jumps like a shock just went through her spine. “I need candy! Do you want more candy? I’ve got candy corn, licorice, jelly beans, sugar twists--we still haven’t had those yet--hard candy, soft candy, chocolate ca--”

“Hang on!” Before she can list off her entire selection again, you quickly put your hand on her hoof. “We’ve got all night to eat candy. Why don’t you show me what else you like to do when you’re home?”

Sugar Stix then looks down at your hand, and with her cheeks beginning to sizzle again, she suddenly jumps and runs her hoof through her messy mane. “Right. Candy later. Let’s see. What do I do besides candy? Oh! I spend time with my sister! She’s not here, though. But you’re here!”

“OK, and what do you normally do with your sister?”

“We play house sometimes.”

Oh, sweet Celestia on a stick. If she’s talking about playing with toys, then this is probably advanced karma for what you’re going to do to her sister’s room. Now that you think about it, are you sure you still want to go through with your petty plans to get back at her for talking about you behind your back…? Actually, yeah.

“Cool! House!” you say behind a forced smile. “How do you play?”

“Usually I’m the mom and Winter Lotus is the baby. You’re too big to be a baby, though. How about the dog? No, I’m allergic. Maybe…” The foal’s eyes drift away again as she slowly traces circles on the ground with her hoof. “You could be the dad… And I could be the mom.”

“Sounds great!” As soon as the words leave your mouth, you see a smile so big that it threatens to pop out of her cheeks. There’s no way this can backfire on you, right? “Honey, what’s for dinner?”

“Candy! I’ve got candy corn, licorice, jelly beans, sugar twists--”

Before she can go any further, however, you quickly pinch her muzzle closed with one hand while the other slides down your face. “Let’s… forget dinner for right now.”

“But my cooking! Do you realize what I’ve been doing all day? Do you realize how hard I worked? Nopony appreciates me around here! I need coffee.”

“Oh, please don’t tell me you actually drink coffee. I don’t think your heart would be able to take that. In fact, with the amount of sugar you consume on a daily basis, I’m surprised you don’t have a prosthetic atrium by this point.”

The filly then giggles into her hoof, a sound so adorable that you can’t help but giggle along with her. “It’s pretend, Anon! Watch this! Glug, glug, glug! Ahhh. I love coffee! What were we arguing about?”

The way this filly goes off on wild tangents like this somehow puts your mind at ease, giving your mind a chance to calm down for once in this stupid horse world. In fact, you’re so immersed in her smile that you don’t even realize that your cheeks are stretching to new records. You want to keep playing the game with her, but at the same time, you don’t want to interrupt anything she’s doing. She’s so…

“Anon?”

Back to reality!

“Huh? Oh! What were we arguing about, again?”

Sugar Stix scoffs. “Typical Anon. Nopony listens to me! Not even my husband! I’ve had a long day. I’m going to bed.”

‘...What?’

You wonder what kind of parental interactions she’s been exposed to without having actual parents of her own, but as soon as her make-believe tirade comes to an end, she hops into her bed, throwing her covers over her body. Then, you sit there, twiddling your thumbs like an idiot. In your defense, it’s not like you’ve ever played house (or had a wife) before, so your ignorance is totally justified here. Maybe this would be a good time to sneak out and get rid of that dead fish before Sugar Stix notices the stench in your backpack.

As stealthily as you can, you slowly stand up, grabbing onto your backpack, but in the next moment, Sugar Stix turns her head, making you freeze like a statue. “Coming to bed, dear?”

“Huh? Oh! Yeah, I’ll be right there.”

Well, hopefully your backpack hides the smell for at least a little while longer.

Setting your bag back onto the ground, you make your way to your pretend-wife’s bed, pulling up the covers and easing your way beneath the sheets. Your legs comedically dangle off the edge of the bed, but even despite the absurdity of the situation, this would still probably get you killed if Winter Lotus popped into the room for any reason.

Once you get yourself settled in, however, Sugar Stix turns towards you, making your skin grow warm from how close her face is to yours. As you look into each other’s eyes, you find yourself slowly getting lost in the light purple hues, barely making out the redness returning to her face and the way her breaths seem to get deeper. Do you look just as silly as her right now? What’s she thinking about? Is she thinking about candy again, or is she thinking about…

“Anon?” Again, you break from your trance-like state and shake your head. “Can I ask you something? It’s… personal…”

“Uhh… y-yeah! Ask me whatever you’d like.”

“So… you don’t like my sister… right?”

“Right. So… why do you keep asking that?”

By this point, her entire face is practically crimson, making you wonder again if that’s what you look like too. With a gulp, she looks in another direction, and you can subtly feel her twiddling her hooves under the sheets.

“I… I need candy.”

Before she can toss the covers off and go back to her snacks, however, you quickly grab her by the hooves, making her look back into your eyes. You then quickly let her go the second you realize what you’re doing, but then you start to wonder what made you do it in the first place. You expect her to take this opportunity to run towards her safety food, but to your surprise, she’s still laying there, looking at you with question marks over her head.

“Anon…?”

“Y-yeah?”

“Are… Are we still playing house?” Your chest rises from the question, and to be honest, you don’t really know how to answer her. Before you think too hard about it, though, your head starts moving on its own, nodding your chin without your eyes ever leaving hers. “Then… I’m your wife still, right?”

Before you can answer her, you feel her hoof gently running up your arm, softly gripping your shoulders, but the moment you realize what she’s doing, you realize that you’ve been mirroring her exact moves. Maybe you’ve even been the one taking the lead. You don’t even know what you’re thinking anymore. You’re too busy trying to figure out what she’s thinking about, and somehow, when you feel her hoof on your shoulder, holding you close, you stop thinking entirely.

“Yeah, you’re my wife still.”

“Then…”

She bites her lip with her eyebrows pinching together. You feel yourself about to pass out from an adorable overload, but the moment you hear her next question, you feel your pulse itself come to a complete stop.

“...Will you give me a kiss goodnight?”

You feel yourself trembling despite your body being frozen. You have a hard lump in your throat, but you can’t swallow. The only part of your body that’s moving is your heart, and it keeps beating. And beating. Time stands still, but your heart keeps beating. Your eyes remain glued to hers. Your heart continues beating. Your breathing has stopped, but your heart is still beating.

You want to answer her, but you can’t. You don’t even know the answer. Will you? She’s Winter’s little sister, but why does that matter? You don’t know if it’s wrong or not. Is this a bad idea? Your mind keeps bouncing back and forth, but while your thoughts are busy fighting their own battle, they don’t even notice your face coming closer to hers, your eyelids beginning to close, your lips beginning to open. Then, you suddenly have your answer, and your heart stops beating.

As soon as you can breathe again, the first scent you take in is the aroma of her mane, which smells just like bubblegum straight out of the package. The feeling of her smaller lips trying to navigate their way around yours brings in the taste of gumdrops, intoxicating your senses so much that you shiver in her hooves. All the while, you press her closer to your chest, running your fingers through her messy mane and pulling your lips off of hers, just to press them back down at a new angle. You still barely have any idea what’s going on, but the feeling is so strong, so satisfying, that you want it to last as long as you can.

Then, once your mind comes back to focus, you hear the soft sound of your lips coming apart, followed by both of you quietly breathing as the two of you slowly open your eyes. She already looked cute before, but somehow, now that she’s smiling and blushing at you while looking at you with those big, adorable eyes, you feel the urge to quickly close your own, placing another kiss on her forehead before she makes your heart stop again. Unfortunately for you, though, once you hear her high-pitched giggle, your body turns to jelly, soft and springy just like her gummy bears.

“Thank you.” Suddenly, your eyes open again, but when you look down, you see her nuzzling her face into your chest, gripping tightly onto your shirt. “I feel better now. I was worried at first. My sister’s never left home before. I thought I’d be lonely. I’m glad you’re here, though. You make me happy. You make me feel… safe.”

With a half-smirk spreading across your cheeks, you wrap your arms around Sugar Stix and pull her into the tightest hug you can give her, resting your chin on top of her head. “Did you not feel safe before?”

“Sort of. Not really. I’ve never been alone a whole day before. What if something happened? What if I needed somepony?”

“I know the feeling.” You then run your hand down her mane, letting your fingertips slide down her spine at the end of each stroke, causing her to grip tighter onto your shirt. “I guess my sugar addiction worked out after all, huh?”

“I love sugar! All of it! What’s your favorite? I don’t really have a favorite. I like fudge. Is fudge candy? We don’t sell any at the shop. Do you think--mmff!”

Before she can start a completely new tangent, however, you firmly press your lips against hers, reminiscing on the familiar bliss from a moment ago, continuing right where you left off. She’s still a little awkward, but you can feel her gradually getting more comfortable, taking a little bit of the lead as her lips trail off of yours and press down with newfound vigor. Your cheeks already hurt from smiling, but you can’t help it. In all the time you’ve been in Equestria, there probably hasn’t been a single day where you’ve smiled as much as you have today, and even while the two of you press your lips together, your stupid grin doesn’t go away.

Once the two of you suddenly break to catch your breath again, though, you shake your head with a chuckle, placing your hand against her back and pulling her into your chest. Her hoof slowly runs up and down the center of your pecs, giving you goosebumps as your spine shudders blissfully.

“Anon?”

“Hmm?” You then look down to see that she has the same goofy smile that you do.

“Am I a good kisser? I don’t know what makes somepony bad. Am I bad? I heard some ponies talking about it once. They said they used their tongues too. Was I supposed to do that?”

With a quiet snicker, you pat the filly’s head, once again moving your hand down her disheveled mane. “Why don’t we try it again? This time we’ll use our tongues and see if we like it.”

Sugar Stix’s already red face is now reaching tomato-level hues, so much that you can practically see steam in the air around her, but shaking the blush away, she nods her head with newfound confidence. For some reason, your heart still hasn’t gotten used to this sensation yet, the sensation you feel as you look into each other’s eyes right before allowing your lips to touch. You don’t have time to overthink, however, as the filly in front of you quickly closes her eyes and leans in with her mouth slightly agape. Then, your instincts take care of the rest, bringing you once again to the familiar flavor of pixie sticks smoothing past your lips.

She’s gotten much more confident at the kissing part, meandering her mouth with much more tenacity than before, but you can tell that she’s still a little nervous about the next part. Subtly, you feel her tongue trying to enter your mouth, stopping at the edge of your teeth before jerking it back into her own. Part of you wonders if maybe it’s a little too soon to be using tongue already, but the other part of you is begging to reach in and experience whatever flavors she’s holding back. You start out slowly, letting her know what you’re doing while giving her the chance to pull away if she needs to, but once you’re sure that she knows what’s going on, silently getting her permission to continue, you slide your tongue the rest of the way inside, licking up and down the sides of her own.

Suddenly, though, she pulls her mouth away and inhales a deep breath, her tongue hanging from her mouth as a small strand of saliva connects her lips to yours. ‘Crap!’ you think. ‘Was that too much?’

“We can stop if you want,” you say, regretting the words as soon as they’re spoken. Fortunately for you, however, the filly shakes her head, giving you a surge of confidence once again.

“Am I doing OK? I was kinda worried. I don’t know how to kiss good yet.”

You can’t help but roll your eyes, hugging the filly tight and kissing her gently on her forehead. “You’re doing great. I think you’re actually a really good kisser.”

Her eyes beam up at yours. “You mean it? You think I’m good?”

“I think you’re perfect.”

Before you get the chance to kiss her, though, she reaches her hooves up to grab your cheeks and presses her face into yours, making your eyes go wide in surprise. Then, once your mind settles in, the two of you go back to what you do best, tracing your lips together while your tongues explore each other’s mouths. As you gently bring your arms around her waist, she wraps her hooves around your neck, pulling each other closer together to the point where you can feel her heartbeat bouncing against yours. You feel a trickle of sweat drip down your face, getting so lost in the moment that you don’t even realize how warm you’re getting. All the while, the candy coated along her tongue spreads to yours, sending so many pleasure hormones racing through your body that you nearly go into a sugar coma.

The longer the two of you kiss, the rougher you both get, breaking your mouths only to take in quick, deep breaths before attacking each other’s lips again. The exhaustion alone is enough to make you moan into her mouth every once in a while, and when you listen closely, you can vaguely hear her squeak passionately in response, leading to a cycle with no signs of stopping. Without thinking, you lift up your knee and slide it against her leg, which she then intertwines with yours. You then press your entire body up against hers, but the moment you do, your eyes go wide and the kissing stops.

Immediately, you pull yourself away and sit up, wiping a stream of sweat from your forehead and looking the other way. Your cheeks are still red, but you don’t even dare look to see what her face looks like right now.

“Well that was fun!” you say, chuckling awkwardly. “So what did you say about board games? You know, I’ve actually really wanted to play a board game recently. We should get one out and--”

“What was that?” You cringe nervously, but as you slowly turn your head to face her, you see that she’s just looking up at you with her head tilted in curiosity. “I felt something bump me. Was that your thingamabobber? I’ve never seen one. I’d like to see one. My sister said I shouldn’t look, though. I’m still curious.”

“...So about those board games!”

This time she tilts her head to her other shoulder, scrunching her lips to one side of her face with an eyebrow raised. “Are you embarrassed? Don’t worry. I won’t make fun of you. My sister says it’s OK to talk about it. She just says not to look.”

How can you not be embarrassed talking about it? A filly just felt your semi through your pants, and that filly just happens to be the younger sister of the only mare you actually talk to in this town! If Winter Lotus finds out about this, you’re screwed!

“I’m not embarrassed! I just think maybe we should do something else.”

“...Is it shaped weird?”

You slap your hand to your face, groaning in aggravation. “There’s nothing wrong with how it’s shaped!”

“Are you sure you’re not embarrassed? It sounds like you are. You pulled away super quick. Plus your face is all red. You want some more candy?”

“YES! I would love some more candy!”

Finally, the filly pulls the covers off of your bodies and hops onto the floor, trotting towards her collection of candies. You’re happy that you can move onto something else, but just as you’re about to sigh a breath of relief, you find yourself faced with a new dilemma. The hormones haven’t died down yet, still leaving you with half a hard-on, and now when she bends over to grab her candy scoop, lifting her flank into the air with her tail raising up slowly, you’re stuck trying to pull your eyes away. You want to stop looking, to grab your mind out of the place it’s in and put it somewhere filled with sunshine and sparkles again, but after experiencing what her mouth tastes like, you can’t help at least imagining what she tastes like elsewhere.

“How about chocolate? Do you like chocolate? Everypony likes chocolate! Hmm? Anon?” Finally, you manage to pull your mind back to reality, but by this point, it’s too late. Now she’s got her hoof over her mouth, trying to hide how much she’s giggling. “Sorry. I should look away. I also shouldn’t laugh. I couldn’t help it, though.”

Do you even need to look down to know what she’s talking about? Nope. You can feel it. Plus, from the direction her eyes keep falling back to, it isn’t hard to interpret what she’s saying. As proud as you are that it’s big enough to where it creates a visual bump in your jeans, this is neither the time nor the place for a surprise erection.

With a sigh, though, you realize that this is probably going to be a theme for the rest of the night. Either you stop making out with her and go back to planning how you’ll get pool chemicals in Winter Lotus’s shampoo, or your stupid dumb hormones will keep coming back until you take care of them. You’re definitely not about to try to put your dick in a filly, but you’d also be lying to yourself if you said you didn’t want to make out with her anymore. If your dick is going to be at half-mass all night, though, then you might as well get the awkward part out of the way right now.

“Fine,” you say defeatedly. “We can talk about my… what did you call it again?”

“A thingamabobber.”

Sweet mother of Celestia…

“Yeah… So as you can see, sometimes it gets big when I kiss a pony that I really like.”

“How come?”

“Ugh. It just… happens? I don’t know. I mean, I do know, but it’s kinda hard to explain. Seriously, there has to be an easier way to do this.”

“Does that happen to girls too?” You raise your eyebrow at the question. “I felt kinda funny when we kissed. I felt happy! But I felt funny too. I got a weird feeling at the end. Is it like when your thingy gets big?”

“I mean, kinda, but--WAIT!” Your sudden exclamation makes Sugar Stix jump reflexively, but there’s suddenly something much more important on your mind to worry about than that right now. “You got horny too?!”

“What’s horny? Do you mean hungry? I wasn’t hungry. I was a little. Not much, though.”

Just as quickly as you sat up, you fall forward, leaning on your knees while your fingers massage your temples. Do you really want to ask your next question? The throbbing pain in your pants is screaming at you to just spit it out already, but when you think about it, what happens now? Do you really want to find out?

“What I mean is… W-when we were kissing, did you feel a little uh… tight down there?”

“Yeah! That’s it! Kinda slippery too. Is that what you felt like?”

Any chances of turning back are now long gone. You’re just going to have to make sure that Winter Lotus never finds out about this conversation, let alone the fact that you were making out with her just a minute ago. If you’ve come this far, though, do you really have anything left to lose…?

“Hey, Sugar Stix?”

“Yeah?”

You gulp hard. “Do you wanna… s-see what my thingy looks like?”

Suddenly, the usually chatty filly goes quiet, switching glances between your eyes and the bulge in your pants, and finally, after a few painfully long seconds, she gulps just like you, looks into your eyes and nods her head. This is it. No going back now.

Slowly, you pull yourself up to your feet, bringing your shaky hands to the button on your jeans, detaching the fabric before gradually pulling your fly down to the bottom of your zipper. Then, sliding your thumb down the sides of your underwear, you steadily push both pieces of clothing down to your ankles, revealing your member as it bounces free from its textile prison. Once you finally get the courage to look up and see the filly’s reaction, you notice that her mouth is half open, staring intently at the anatomy in front of her and unknowingly leaning her whole body forward. Despite how nervous and self-conscious you are, seeing her gazing at your dick with as much interest as she has just brings even more hormones to the center of your pelvis. You hate yourself for thinking it, but you can’t stand how cute she looks eyeing your dick.

“Sooooo, what do you think?”

Finally, Sugar Stix peels her eyes away from your crotch and sends your face a giant smile. “I like it! You wanna see mine? I don’t have one of those, though. My sister told me not to show anypony. But you’re not a pony. Plus you showed me yours!”

There is literally nothing in the world you want more than exactly that, but cooling your head before you get too crazy, you simply smile back and say, “Yeah. I’d like that.”

“OK!”

You can’t believe how enthusiastic she is, or how lucky you are, for that matter. Without skipping a beat, the filly turns around, raises her rump and lifts her tail, presenting her beautiful filly lips as well as her tight, little butthole right above it. You can’t believe how flawless her youthful features look, but right as soon as the thought crosses your mind, she reaches back with her hooves and gently grips her lower lips, spreading them just enough for you to see the inner layers of her feminine folds. Your cock pulses at the sight, bouncing up and down as it makes its way higher and higher into the air. She looks so good that you’re actually in real, physical pain just from watching her.

“Do you like it? I like yours. What do we do now? Candy sounds good. Kissing sounds fun too.”

Kissing does sound like fun, but it’s nowhere close to what you really want to do. Again, you go to war with yourself, despite knowing that no matter how many excuses you give yourself to go back to playing house, you’ll eventually just give in to the cravings. Plus, even though you’re still worried that your lust might be one-sided, you’re starting to think that maybe… she’s feeling the same thing as you.

“Sugar Stix, I like you!”

As soon as the words pop out of your mouth, you slap yourself on the forehead, immediately regretting your word choice. Sugar Stix, though, just blinks, giving you that all-too-familiar head tilt that she likes to do.

“I know! I like you too! I’ve never shown anypony my thingy before. Nopony’s ever shown me theirs either! Plus you like candy. I like candy too.”

“Right, but what I mean is…” You groan, running your hand down your face. “What I mean is, I just don’t want to hurt you. You’d tell me if anything I did made you uncomfortable, right?”

“Sure! You’ll tell me too, right? I don’t want you to be uncomfortable either. You’re really nice.”

You can’t help but chuckle. “I don’t think you could make me uncomfortable if you tried. There is one thing, though…” Sugar Stix’s lips scrunch up as she waits for you to continue. “Are you still my wife?”

Finally, she giggles into her hoof. “Yup! Still your wife! You wanna keep playing house?”

“That depends. Do you wanna know what husbands and wives really do?”

“Yeah! Do they look at each other’s thingies?!”

With a half-smile, you pull your shoes off your feet and shimmy your jeans off of your ankles, sitting down on top of Sugar Stix’s bed and patting the sheets for her to come join you. The filly then jumps onto the bed in one big leap, falling onto her haunches and looking up at you with big eyes and an even bigger smile. She’s so cute that you can’t resist giving her a quick kiss on the forehead, but your hand, meanwhile, is busy running its way down her foreleg. Once it arrives at her hoof, you gently pull it up and bring it over to your crotch, giving her another quick glance to make sure it’s OK. Of course, she replies with a smile, making her even more perfect than she already was, and once you have the permission you need, you delicately place her hoof around your shaft, slowly guiding her up and down your skin.

“It’s so hard!” she replies, which would make you laugh if you weren’t in a state of total bliss right now. After just a few strokes, she begins to take the lead for you, allowing you to lean back and breathe heavily, enjoying the soft sensation of her small hoof rubbing you up and down. You can feel your heart beating into your groin, which is so violent at this point that you’d be surprised if she didn’t feel it too. Then, as if it couldn’t get any better, without missing a single stroke, she lifts herself up and places a soft kiss against your lips, giving you a sugar high to complement the hormone rush.

Once her tongue slides into your mouth, however, you completely lose sense of whatever self-control you had left. While one of your hands wraps around her waist to pull her in closer, the other hand traces up her thigh, running in circles just before making it to her fillyhood. The closer you get, though, the faster she beats your dick. You don’t even think she realizes what she’s doing, but you can tell that she’s in a state of agony that’s just as bad as yours. Well, maybe not as bad, but you’re about to change that.

Suddenly, she pulls her mouth off of yours, putting her hooves to her lips as her eyes go wide. “Don’t stop,” you say quietly, but just as she reaches down to grab hold of your dick once more, her hooves go right back to her face, hiding her blushing cheeks. Luckily for you, though, this was exactly what you were hoping for. With one hand, you delicately lead her hoof down to your phallus, which she finally grabs hold of again, just without the same vigor as before. In her defense, however, she’s probably using all of her energy just to breathe right now, trying to wrap her head around the feeling of your finger sliding its way into her vagina, penetrating her for the first time in her life.

“Mm! Anon! I don’t know what you’re doing. Just don’t stop. It feels really good.”

You can’t help but smile at the faces she’s making, watching her mouth opening wide with her eyes squeezing shut, seeing her chest rise and fall as her entire upper body arches backwards. Her hoof is barely even moving against your member anymore, her mind too preoccupied with your finger pressing against her insides to remember that she was supposed to be helping. Even still, the sight of her squeezing and flexing her hind legs as you touch her sensitive spots is way more fulfilling than any hoofjob she could give you. With your finger sliding its way even deeper, however, she lets go of your dick completely and wraps her hooves around your neck, pulling you into a deep, passionate kiss as if her life depended on it.

You want to enjoy it; the feeling of her tongue wrestling against yours is more arousing than what you can put into words, but with her hooves squeezing your neck as tight as they are, you’re probably within seconds of passing out. Even though you don’t want to ruin the moment, you gently push her off of you, fighting to pull your lips away from her grasp despite how hard she tries to keep your mouths interlocked. Finally, you can breathe again, but now her face is filled with disappointed confusion.

“Sorry, Sugar Stix,” you say as the two of you both try to catch your breaths. “I didn’t mean to--”

“That was fun! So much fun! Can we do it again? Why are you blue?”

“Heh. I’m glad you liked it, but maybe we should take a break for a second.”

“Actually, I think I liked that more than candy! I still like candy, though. Is there a way to put them together?”

‘Combining candy and sex? Now that would be--’

Suddenly, though, before you let anything distract you from the sudden epiphany you weren’t expecting, you look back towards her collection of assorted treats. Then without wasting a beat, you jump off of her bed and start looking through all the different flavors and varieties she has, searching for anything that would fit the situation. “Let’s see… taffy, cotton candy, licorice, hard candy--AHA!”

You quickly grab what you’re looking for and hold it up into the air, and as you turn back to tell Sugar Stix about your engenius plan, she tilts her head with an eyebrow raised. It’s fine if she doesn’t understand why you’re holding a stick of candy powder in your hand right away, but soon she’ll realize that this is probably the greatest idea you’ve ever had. Hopefully.

“Anon? What are you doing?”

“Combining candy and sex!”

“...What’s sex?”

Crap. You still haven’t explained that part to her yet. You’ll get to it in a minute. First of all, however, you need to show her what a brilliant plan you concocted just off the top of your head! With her mouth still inquisitively trailing off to one side of her face, you break the candy stick and let the powder drizzle onto your penis, coating your skin with a thin layer of sugar. Then, with a giant smile, you look back up at Sugar Stix, who seems at least a little bit curious now.

“Anon? Why’d you put candy on your thingy?”

“Oh, I just thought you might like some sugar is all.”

“I love sugar! I eat it all the time! Why’d you put it there, though? Do you want me to lick it off?”

Suddenly, your groundbreaking idea doesn’t sound so perfect after all. Rubbing the back of your neck, you mumble, “Yeah, I was kinda hoping for that…”

“OK!” Before you know how to react, however, she hops off of her bed and kneels down right in front of you, licking her lips as she stares at the thin layer of multicolored sparkles coating your cock. “Do boys actually like that? They like girls sucking their thingies? Sounds weird. I love sugar, though. So I don’t mind.”

“Are you sure?”

The filly then looks up into your eyes with a curious expression, and finally, she gives you a smile, a small, gentle smile that rests your nerves and makes your heart flip. “I promise.”

Then, before you can respond, the filly brings her gaze to your member, pulls a strand of hair behind her ear, closes her eyes, and leisurely allows your shaft into her mouth. Your back arches just from the feeling of her breath against your nerve endings, but once her lips come down like a grip around your dick’s head, you find yourself pulling your hand to your mouth, just like she was doing earlier. Slowly, gently, her lips trail down your skin, licking up the bottom of your dick to scoop up the sugar lining the length of your cock. As her mouth pulls off of your shaft entirely, her tongue sends one last flick along your cowper’s gland, making your knees nearly collapse where you stand.

“Mmm,” she moans, licking her lips. “Cherry. You picked a good one, Anon. Can I have some more?”

“Uh--I--S-sure! Have as much as you’d like!”

The filly giggles, happily turning to face your dick again and leaning her body forward, this time pulling even more of your length into her mouth. You reflexively put your hand onto her head before you collapse from her delicate touch, but that just leads her to look up from your pelvis, staring straight into your eyes as her head bobs back and forth. With your hand now pressing against the back of her mane, you try to subtly guide her in the blowjob she’s giving you, but she seems much more interested in licking you at every angle, picking up as much sugar as she can get. She’s so intricate, rolling her tongue in circles around the sides of your dick, making sure she’s collected every square inch before her mouth pops off, sucking you with so much force that you nearly decorate her face with a surprise that neither of you were expecting.

Once your cock is free from her mouth’s grip, however, you’re suddenly met with a cold breeze around your penis, thanks mostly to all the saliva coating your skin. Sugar Stix, though, is more focused on licking her lips again, sighing in contentment once all the sugar makes its way down her throat.

“Ahhh. Did you like that? I liked that. I kinda wanna do it again. Maybe we could try lemon! Or apple! Cherry’s good too.”

“Actually,” you begin, trying to figure out how to transition to the next part. You’d love the idea of finishing in her mouth while she sucks you dry, but if the main enjoyment she gets from it is the taste, she probably wouldn’t be too happy after she experienced semen for the first time. “You remember what we were doing earlier?”

“That was fun too!”

“Well, I had an idea. What if I put my… uh… ‘thingy’ in your thingy?”

You immediately cringe. That sounded way better in your head. This filly, though, always seems to react in a way different than you expect, and with a grin that travels from ear to ear, she exclaims, “That’s a great idea! Then we can both feel good!”

Without hesitation, she turns around, lifts her tail into the air and lines up her orifice parallel to your crotch. It’s actually kind of amusing how enthusiastic she is. No foreplay. No lead up. Just a filly waiting eagerly for you to take her virginity, wagging her backside around with ardor.

Well... it’s not like you to keep a lady waiting, after all.

With one hand, you grab hold of her tail, moving it away just enough for you to have a clear path, and with the other, you angle your manhood, pointing it towards her opening as your hips slowly move forward. It all happens so fast. It’s like everything that happens next is a total blur, but in your next conscious moment, her virginity is gone, and she’s absolutely loving it.

The filly you met earlier who talked so fast that you couldn’t keep up is now entirely silent, other than her lustful gasps as her pelvis presses firmly against yours. You quickly find a grip around her waist, sliding even more of your cock inside her, making her yelp in surprise. Just as you’re about to ask if she’s OK, though, she rams her pussy even harder into your groin, causing you to release a gasp of your own. You quickly slap your hand to your mouth in embarrassment, but the filly below just giggles, pulling herself out before slamming against your manhood again.

‘Oh, so you think this is a game, huh?’

With a smirk on your face, you forcefully pump your hips into hers, making her whole body recoil forward. Right when she tries to retaliate, though, the two of you press your bodies together like some kind of inverse tug of war, and in the process, your dick just enters deeper and deeper into her pussy, causing her vaginal walls to grip you tighter and tighter. You can feel your competitive nature diminishing by the second, begging you to give up and enjoy the warmth of her insides, but right as soon as you’re about to let her take over, her body falls forward, leaving her rump in the air while her back arches. Suddenly, your instinct takes over, and once your hands regain their firm grasp around her body, you push and pull your shaft through her fillyhood, slowly finding a rhythm within her inner walls.

“Mm! So! Good! Can’t! Think!”

With every thrust of your hips, more and more of her mane falls over her face, but she’s too busy squeezing her eyes closed and biting onto her lip to notice. Gradually--whether due to arousal or pure exhaustion--soft sounds begin to escape from her chest, picking up both in volume and pitch the harder you thrust. Finally, she releases her bottom lip and exhales a breath she was holding in, gasping deeply for oxygen which is difficult to come by thanks to your bodies steaming up the surrounding air.

You instinctively look away, trying to focus your mind on something other than her youthful breaths or horny face before you accidentally finish prematurely. Sugar Stix, however, has other plans for you.

“Ahn!” she moans at a volume you can’t ignore. “Can’t breath. Don’t stop. So wet. So good.”

She isn’t kidding. If it weren’t for the sound of her voice now filling her bedroom, the sounds of your shaft splashing between her legs would be the loudest thing in the room. Her blowjob from earlier gave you a thin layer of lubricant to get started, but her insides are practically dripping at this point, allowing you to easily squeeze through her pussy as it gets tighter and tighter. You’re still a little bit nervous about being too rough and accidentally hurting her, but the way she wildly bucks her hips back against yours with every thrust you make leads you harder and harder through her vaginal canal.

By now, though, you realize that it’s only a matter of time. If she didn’t know what sex was, how are you ever going to explain what ejaculation is?!

“Mmm, Sugar Stixxx?”

“Yeah? Ahh!”

“Do you ever--mm--eat any candy with a creamy center?”

“Yes! Mm! I love--ahn--cream-filled candy!”

“OK, well when a boy does this with a girl, sometimes something like that comes out of his thingy.”

Suddenly, she looks backwards, tossing her mane to the side to give you the most enthusiastic smile you’ve ever seen. “Really?! I wanna feel! Do it, Anon! Fill me up!”

You may not have much of a choice either way. The minute you see her smile, your heart sends so much blood pumping through your veins that you can already feel your testes start to tense into your body. With as much energy as you have left, you hump her with all your might, making her voice grow louder and louder as you come closer and closer to the threshold of an orgasm. She’s getting so tight that you nearly get stuck inside her mid-thrust, but lifting her hips up just a little, you find a new angle to penetrate her and let your adrenaline take care of the rest.

You’re no longer breathing. Your legs are seconds from giving out. Still, though, you can feel your reproductive system setting itself up within your body, preparing to send a rush of dopamine into your nervous system. The sound of the filly’s moans are the only thing keeping you up, and they’re the most intoxicating sounds in the world.

“Mmm! Yes! Yes! Yeessss!!!”

Suddenly, your body collapses forward. Within half a second, sperm makes its way into your pelvis and shoots out like a missile, showering the filly’s insides with a warm, milky fluid. Her voice cracks at the feeling of your cum squirting into her pussy, causing a subtle shudder to run along her spine. Everything about her from her messy mane to her high-pitched moans work in tandem to send you over the edge, leading you to release so much semen that her inner walls are probably completely soaked in your seed. Her hind legs squeeze together, drawing in any semen you have left to give, and before you can even pull yourself out, you start to see white liquids beginning to pour out of her fillyhood.

Finally, once it’s all over, both of you collapse onto the floor, panting heavily to try and get oxygen back into your lungs. The sudden humidity in the room makes breathing difficult, leaving several seconds--possibly even minutes--before either of you speak. In the meantime, however, Sugar Stix slowly wobbles herself back up to her hooves, still dripping sperm from her vagina as she tries to regain her balance.

“I’m sore. We should do that again! Not now, though. Too tired. Are you OK? Need any sugar?”

The filly’s question makes you giggle. Have you ever laughed this much in the time you’ve been in Equestria? It seems like no matter what she says, no matter how silly or serious she is, she just finds ways to make you smile.

“I’m OK,” you say, doing your best to push yourself off of the floor. “Just kinda exhausted.”

“Me too. I don’t wanna go to bed yet, though. Let’s stay up some more! Can we play a game? A different kind of game. How about one with cards? Those are fun. Then we can do more of that other fun stuff! What did you call it? ‘Skeks?’”

You roll your eyes before she can send you into another giggle fit. “Hey, Sugar Stix? I wanted to ask you something, actually. It’s a personal question.”

“Sure! I like personal questions!”

“When Winter Lotus comes back… do you think I’ll still be able to see you?”

Just as she predictably always finds a way to make you laugh, she predictably always tilts her head whenever you ask her questions like these, giving you the same wide-eyed stare. Still, though, once her sister comes home from her vacation, how exactly would you be able to see her again? It’s not like she’ll be working at the candy store anymore.

“Anon, you’re silly. I like that about you.” Then, before you can react, she gets up close and presses her lips into your cheek, making your entire face turn red, and when you finally turn to face her, she’s giving you that girlish smile that you’ve come to adore. “Of course we’ll still see each other. I’ll come visit you whenever you want. I promise.”

You’ve never really been able to trust the promises from ponies here in Equestria, but this girl… she’s different.

Finally, you reach around her and pull her into a warm hug, kissing her one more time on the forehead as you grin that stupid grin that’s probably permanently plastered on your face by now. This place may not be all sunshine and sparkles like you thought it was originally, but when you’re with this filly... things just somehow always end up brighter.

Author's Note

Please remember to give the story a thumbs up if you enjoyed it! Thank you again for all the support you gave me in chapter 1!