Author's Note
Hello, here I am with another fanfic. This time with a story where the main theme will be sex, or my attempt to write something like that. Don't really expect much, even though I'll do my best.
Zebrica
Walking through the desolate desert was a pony, the color of its fur was a very light brown, practically orange. The color of his eyes would give a thousand poems related to the sky. His dark gray mane had several tufts across his forehead, shared color with his tail. But something that definitely stood out was his dark gray vest that matched his hair.
The steed was walking through the desert hoping to find civilization, with years of journalism on his back now heading for his new documentation goal. Zebrica, that country that isolated itself from the world. The steed was known throughout Equestria for its bravery and ability to make a documentation of any animal species, great biologists waited for months for the release of their new books and that unlike Daring Doo, he did not go into antiquity, but in the present of places. In his great repertoire of reports were books on a wide variety of races and places, including changelings and griffins. Something unprecedented that you would not expect, the same steed had said that his great dream was to write a book about dragons, he just had not had the opportunity to obtain the approval of the princesses, to the chagrin of the scientific community.
But going back to the present, the pony had gotten Zebrica's approval to make a documentary about his customs, although he would not receive any help in the writing process. Nothing out of the ordinary, he already had experience doing that. Especially for the taps.
The steed walked to finally see a city in the distance, his starting point to reach the center of the country and that would undoubtedly make his investigation begin.
With renewed energy he began to run towards the city, a smile was drawn on his face and he will finally rest from walking through the desert. Curiously and contrary to what he thought, the border camps did not protect anything other than the entrance to Zebrica, that attracted his attention and he thought about why they spent so much money on protecting the border. But he would soon find out all that, even if it was for the worse.
When there were only a few dozen meters between him and the city he was intercepted by a group of zebra guards who, contrary to what he expected, were not wearing armor. Only a few skins on all its legs and loincloths on its sensitive parts. Something that surprised Anty and he began to wonder if females wear something similar. One of them caught the pony's attention even more, some golden earrings dangled from his ears, a small detail that maybe means something. On the other hand, their weapons were only sharp sticks and broken rocks, nothing very advanced.
"Who are you and how did you get in?" Asked the one with the earrings while pointing the spear, an act that everyone else imitated.
"Easy friends, I have permission to roam your lands," Anty replied as he reached into his saddlebag to finally remove a scroll between his teeth and extend it to the nearest soldier.
The one who seemed to be the captain approached cautiously and grabbed the parchment with his mouth, at that moment the pair shared glances and each one's breath collided with the other's snout, Anty blushed and quickly walked away from the soldier leaving him completely the parchment, Anty looked in another direction and the soldier only walked away to be with his companions, the latter muttering in a language Anty did not understand.
The stallion that had the parchment unwrapped it and began to read aloud to his other companions, in the same language as before, preventing Anty from understanding little or nothing.
"I need to learn the language" Was Anty's thought, however sooner rather than later he was interrupted by the voice of the soldier in front of him.
"Well boy, welcome to Zebrica. Get ready, maybe the change is too abrupt for a pony" Said the guard with whom he had exchanged the parchment, he rolled up the paper but not before putting a letter in without Anty noticing.
Both looked at each other for a few seconds until the guard approached with the scroll in his mouth and offered it to Anty, the pony approached with doubt and grabbed the scroll between his teeth. They shared another look, but this time Anty didn't move away. I gaze absorbed at the other's black pupils, wondering why he was not surprised at the situation they had. Even with doubts the pony turned away from the zebra with the parchment in his mouth, turned his neck and put the paper in his saddlebag, letting it fall, but when he did that, he looked at how there was a piece of paper that protruded from the inside of the rolled parchment. He left that for later and turned to the guard, watching him walk away along with the rest of his companions.
Anty stared moments later taking out the parchment and with it the letter that he would swear wasn't there before. She took out the parchment and unwrapped it causing the letter to fall to the ground, raised it doubtfully and looked at the contents inside. Curiously, the words were in classic equestrian, something Anty did not expect at all.
"Hello, if you receive this letter, then you have interested me enough to give it to you. Relax, it is not mandatory that you do what I am going to tell you but if at any time you need 'help' you can contact me. Just go to the local militia headquarters in town and ask for me, the rest will be a piece of cake. By the way, my name is Close Contact"
Anty read with doubt and just kept the letter together with the parchment, with some doubt he began to walk towards the city noticing that the group of soldiers had already entered the city. She gave a heavy sigh and began to walk towards the city, hoping that she could start the book as soon as possible.
On the other hand, the group of soldiers who intercepted Anty were talking to each other.
"Did you see that pony's ass? It was to give him a buuuurff. He was too good for a stud,”said one of the soldiers while pretending to lick someone's butt. His classmates laughed until finally one of them spoke.
"Yes, a big butt worthy of any mare. But forget about that, the captain has already taken an interest in him." Another of the soldiers spoke while he observed the one who had spoken with the pony." Will you share it sir?"
"Easy, I told him that if he needed 'help' come with me, now you just have to ask someone to steal all your money and he will come. When I'm done, you can play with him", The zebra spoke looking at his soldiers, they let out a fanciful sigh at the captain's words.
"That's why he's the best captain!" Said the first soldier who spoke, he was immediately accompanied by his companions who praised their superior with joy.
"Now, don't be licking boots," the captain spoke as he walked towards the barracks. "See you later, get someone to take care of taking the money and it will only be a matter of time."
Warning, little sex scene. Nothing big and badly written.
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Finally, at the entrance to the small town was our friend Anty. He looked at the place with amazement, the streets were full of zebras with their own black and white patterns, but you could see a griffin and even a minotaur, something that undoubtedly surprised the pony, because he thought that he was not allowed to enter. nobody but zebras.
The pony began to walk among the zebras in order to find an inn to stay while he got a map of Zebrica to begin exploring the places and customs.
Luckily, it didn't take long for him to find a place, he tried to read what it said but it didn't get anything but from what he could see from the outside it had everything necessary to be an inn. With nothing to lose, he entered the inn confidently, although what he found inside left him confused.
Inside the place he found a room full of cushions and mares with their maternities for everyone to see, some stallions were being guided by one or two mares to private rooms.
With some hesitation he went to the counter where a zebra was, she looked at him and gave a smile, slightly stunning Anty.
"Hello darling," the zebra spoke looking at the pony's entire body, the latter looking a bit uncomfortable.
"Umm, hi. I'm Anty, is this place an inn or something like that?" He asked looking around until he finally fixed his vision on the mare in front of him.
"It could be an inn perfectly, but we provide other kinds of services," She said as she stared at the pony.
"So how much money does it cost to stay one night?" Asked the land pony with intrigue.
"It's cheap, what really costs is the special service that few other places offer," the mare answered as she left the desk and surrounded Anty. "Staying overnight costs only fifty-eight bits and with special service this amounts to a hundred bits."
"I'll just stay the night," Anty said simply, as she leaned over to her saddlebag taking out her large bag of coins and placing it on the counter.
He took out a moderate amount of money and began to count quickly to finally give all the money needed. Then put the excess in the bag and put it in the saddlebag.
"You know, it makes me curious that all species use the same monetary system." The zebra at the counter spoke as she grabbed the coins and placed them in a small bag. "Follow me, I'll show you the room," she said as she left the counter and walked towards the same direction a couple had gone recently.
While on the other side are a couple of zebras, a guard and another in strange clothes.
"So I just have to steal a pony's money?" Asked the second weirdly dressed zebra.
"That's right, simple and quick, but just make sure you steal her money. Leave the rest to him," the guard replied as he looked at the zebra.
"A child's play"
"And here's the shower, make sure you ask permission to use it. You don't want to find yourself in for a surprise," Said the zebra pointing to the showers "And I suggest you not throw away your soap."
"I understand, is it all true?" Anty asked looking at the zebra.
"Yeah, it's all rushed. Something wrong?" The zebra spoke, looking strangely at the pony.
"Yes well, according to my calculations, I have a whole year to write about their race and their traditions. I want to make the most of it and learn the local language" Anty replied.
"The local language?" the zebra asked again.
"I heard the guards speak a strange language, I suppose it is some local language," The pony said with surprise at the question of the mare.
"That was it, don't worry about it. The vast majority of us speak equestrian so you shouldn't have problems," the zebra spoke looking at Anty.
"Anyway, I usually give all the details of what I report so the language is mandatory for my documentary," Anty answered, staring at the zebra.
"If that's the case, I can teach you for an extra cost, or if you want you can help here." He said that last in a somewhat mischievous way as he lightly nudged the pony on the shoulder.
"That would be pretty good, but before that I have to make a prologue of what I have seen so far," Anty said looking at the mare, the latter understood and decided to accompany her to her room.
They both began to walk down a long corridor that had several doors on its sides and numbers next to each one. When they finally reached a specific one, the zebra stopped and took out some keys, placed them in the lock and opened the door, entering and being followed by the pony.
Anty looked around the room, a bed, a piece of clothing and a writing desk adorned the room.
"Well, tell me when you need the classes," she said as she left the room, swinging her hips to draw the pony behind her.
"Wait," Anty spoke walking towards the zebra.
"What's wrong?" Asked the zebra confused and looking into his eyes.
"You never told me your name," said the pony.
"Lewa, I don't have a middle name," said the now known Lewa and then walked towards the exit.
When the zebra came out she closed the door giving the pony privacy, Anty sighed heavily and then took out a book and a quill along with an inkwell and placed them on a nearby table. Then she put her saddlebag on the bed and walked over to the desk ready to start writing a part of the foreword to her book.
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When Anty finally finished writing a small part of her foreword she decided to put everything back in her saddlebag and placed it on the table near her desk, then she threw herself on the bed and gave a heavy sigh.
"I guess I'll extend my stay here to learn the language, I hope it's not for long," He whispered to himself and then closed his eyes to finally sleep ...
That should have happened but a gasp in the wing's room prevented him from sleeping, he looked for something to cover his ears but couldn't find anything thick enough to avoid the sound. So with a slight anger she decided to walk around her room to waste energy and sleep more easily.
And so it was but as she looked around the room she could see a small hole in the wall that looked out into the room next door. With visible indecision, she decided to look down the hole, but what she saw on the other side surprised her.
A zebra stallion was being penetrated by another zebra stallion, the dominant of the act continually pulled and inserted his penis into the submissive zebra's hole, producing the characteristic sound of the clash of hips. It was like this until the dominant pushed all his virility into the other supplying the seed of life, it was so much that you could see small amounts coming out of the submissive stud's anus, the latter giving a groan when he felt the sticky white liquid fill it.
The dominant took out her penis and the other's anus began to pump large amounts of semen on the bed, ending up giving her a kiss on the submissive's balls to finally lie down next to her.
On the other hand, Anty found herself with a powerful blush. She tore her gaze away from the hole and looked into her room, her breathing fast and uncontrolled. Sex was not something out of the ordinary for him because when covering all of the species that was an essential characteristic, but what he had never seen was two stallions doing it.
But even more strange was that his own penis was hard at the thought of doing it with another stud, Anty looked in amazement because the intimate part of a pony should only appear before the true feeling of relating to another being. Before the unification of Equestria, pegasi and earth ponies walked with their private parts in full view of all, that was until they were unified and comparisons between ponies of various races began, with unicorns being the least attractive in this regard. They had everything against them, or at least the males because their virility was a little smaller than that of the Pegasi and not to mention the terrestrial ponies, so with that thought they began to cast spells to hide their virility from others and soon that became a banner causing all pony breeds to have a spell to avoid showing their private parts that is only deactivated when feeling the feeling of reproduction.
Anty stared at his aroused manhood, to slowly bring one of his hooves closer and touch his penis, toying around a bit until he finally looked away. He began to walk in annoyance to his bed and lay down, hoping he could sleep.
Author's Note
Well, considering the shortness of the chapters I plan to post every two / three days. Also, as a small curiosity. The name Anty is the one that I usually use until I come up with a name, in this story I did not think of any so I stayed as Anty.
