Are You Willing to Fall in Love with a Pony, as Long as She's a Cutie?

Shining Armor walked into the ponyigraphy club room, after everypony had went home. The room was dark and dusty, it definitely needed to be cleaned. He was getting his bag, which he had left in the classroom after today's ponyigraphy club.

He was one of seven members of the ponyigraphy club, those being club president Rainbow Dash, vice president Applejack, and his other friends, Pinkie Pie, Rarity, Fluttershy, and his sister, Twilight Sparkle.

Being the only stallion in the ponyigraphy club, he felt a bit out of place, but he enjoyed the company of his mare friends.

But oh Celestia, he wanted a marefriend, no spaces.

He was constantly haunted by sex dreams, about big boobs in his face and the like. Sometimes he even dreamt of his sister. What was that about?

So our very ordinary, average stallion walked over to his desk in the ponyigraphy room. He saw something unusual, a notecard. He picked it up and read it out loud.

"I love you," he read.

He suddenly threw the notecard down and screamed.

Who would leave this note here? Was it a prank? What was that other thing lying on his desk?

He picked it up, the object proving to be soft and pink. He unfolded the fabric, revealing a pair of pink panties, probably used as they smelled of musk.

Oh my Celestia. Oh my Celestia. Oh my Celestia.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door to the ponyigraphy room. It opened and Shining stuffed the panties in his pocket and slid the notecard under his desk.

"Hey, Shining!" His best friend, and only stallion friend, at that, Spike said.

"H-hey," Shining stuttered, his heart beating fast.

"Is that a banana in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?" Spike asked playfully.

"No! No! It's underwear. I mean, a banana. I mean, I am happy to see you. But not like that. Forget I said anything," Shining blushed and stuffed the panties further down his pocket.

"What is that, dude?" Spike grabbed at his pocket. "I wanna see,"

He eventually grabbed a hold of Shining and reached into his pocket, pulling out a pair of now-wrinkled panties.

"Oh! Ew!" Spike shouted, dropping the dirty panties onto the floor. "What the hay, Shining?"

"I can explain!" Shining shouted, probably too loud for his own good. "I found them on my desk. Someone left them there with this note," He bent down and reached for the note on the floor and handed it to Spike.

"I... love you?" Spike read aloud. "Who sent this?"

"I don't know, but I need help figuring it out."

"Okay! Meet me at lunch tomorrow for a hayburger, and I'll talk to you about it. I'll do some investigating tonight."

They brohoofed and walked home together, panties slowly drifting out of their mind, although still in Shining's pocket.

"Okay, bro, we need to figure out who the pantyrella is." Spike said, sipping his cup of coffee.

"Pantyrella? Really?" Shining looked tired. He couldn't sleep last night, he kept waking up to dreams about big butts.

"I mean, a mare leaves her panties somewhere, a stallion finds them, it's basically a modern-day fairytale," Spike shrugged.

"Okay, what did you find with your investigating?" Shining asked.

"It has to be a member of the ponyigraphy club," he began.

"What?" Shining said, mouth aghast.

"So our suspects are...

"Rainbow Dash, the arrogant sports pony with big tits.

"Fluttershy, the short shy pony with child-like features.

"Rarity, the fancy pony who hates you.

"Applejack, the farmpony with slightly less big boobs than Rainbow Dash.

"Pinkie Pie, the loud, hyper pony who eats everything."

"I doubt any of them would be interested in me," Shining said, sighing.

"Don't be sad, bro. There's always your sister, Twilight, too!"

"Ew!" Shining shouted out, spitting out his coffee.

Shining looked around, and saw Rainbow Dash sitting on the other side of the cafe sipping a latte.

"Maybe I could ask her first?" Shining thought aloud, looking towards the mare.

"Is that cause she has the biggest boobs?" Spike asked, snorting.

"Maybe, but it's not like I'm going on a date with her or anything,"

"That's a great idea! Ask her on a date!" Spike grinned. "Then when things get heated, ask if she left the panties!"

"Things getting heated? With Rainbow Dash? That's unlikely. She's practically asexual around me." Shining shrugged.

"I doubt it, I bet there's a bit of freak underneath those many, many layers of bitch."

"I hope not." Shining sighed.

And so he set off, on his journey to find out who the pantyrella was.

Let's hope it goes well.