Chrysalis stirred the omelet in the skillet as Anon stomped over to the door. "Who the fuck could it be?" he muttered. "Whoever it is, I'm going to tell them to fuck right off!" He yanked the door open. "What!?"

Princess Celestia stood outside the door. "Well, good afternoon to you, too." Anon was stunned. "I believe you were about to tell me to fuck right off?"

Anon looked away. "No, obviously not. What brings you here?"

"Well, I was about to take my morning bath when a certain draconequus snapped me halfway across Equestria to your going-away party," she said, motioning to the sea of ponies behind her in the town square dancing to the music.

The door knocker morphed into Discord's face. "In my defense, this party is the event of the season and was not to be missed!"

"Knock it off!" Anon smacked the knocker with his hand, restoring it to normal.

"To be clear, I'm not upset," Celestia said. "But now if the question arose for us to adjourn to my place or yours... I now know where it is."

Anon rubbed the back of his neck. "Yeah, about that..." Celestia looked past him inside his home at the changeling standing by the stove. Chrysalis looked back at her nervously. "Yeah, I know you two have a history, but-"

Celestia looked at Anon. "Really now, of all the creatures in Equestria that you could have given your love... her?"

"You still don't understand what you're dealing with, do you?" Anon asked. "A perfect organism. Her structural perfection is matched only by her hostility."

Celestia leveled her gaze at him. "You admire her."

Anon looked at Chrysalis. "I admire her purity. A survivor. Unclouded by conscience, remorse, or delusions of morality."

Celestia balked. "I've heard enough of this!"

"Also, I want to fuck her!"

"Anon! Anon!" a pink pony bounced along through the town square. Pinkie Pie landed on Anon's stoop beside Celestia and wedged herself between them. "Anon! We have a cake emergency!"

Anon rolled his eyes. "Yeah, because that's a real thing."

"It is!" Pinkie Pie insisted. "I thought there would be enough cake for your going-away party, but I didn't realize just how many ponies you've touched!" Anon blushed. "I mean- how many lives you've touched! Plus, I wasn't expecting the C-word to show up!" she said, nodded towards the pony next to her.

Anon blanched. "Did you just call Tia a cunt!?" Chrysalis nearly choked in stifling her laugh. Pinkie Pie's jaw was nearly on the ground.

Celestia rolled her eyes. "Charming, as always."

Anon smacked his forehead. "Right, because Celestia's name starts with a C. Sorry."

"Hmm. Well, I'll let you work on your little cake emergency," Celestia said as she turned to leave. "And perhaps, brush up on your courtly graces?"

"I said I was sorry!" Anon called after her. He looked at Pinkie. "Great, now you got me in trouble."

"One time, Discord turned Ponyville into the chaos capital of Equestria," Pinkie said. "And at one point, he stole Celestia's tail and ate it like cotton candy. And now they have tea together on the weekends. And he never got her off like you did. So I'm sure you'll be fine."

"You heard about that, huh?"

"Heard about it? I felt it! I'm pretty sure half the continent did!"

"Swell."

"Now about this cake emergency-!"

"Pinkie, you work in a bakery. Figure it out!"

"Well, duh! I know how to do it! But we ran out of eggs!"

Anon pointed at the orange earth pony walking by. "What about Applejack? Doesn't she have a farm?"

"I have an orchard!" Applejack said.

Anon pointed at the yellow pegasus. "I know Fluttershy has chickens."

Fluttershy opened her mouth to speak, but Pinkie Pie interrupted, "Where do you think I got all the eggs I had!?"

"What makes you think I have any?" Anon asked.

"Oh, I might have mentioned it," Shining Armor said.

"I'm not dealing with this right now." Anon slammed the door shut.

"Ooh, you do have eggs!" Pinkie Pie said, standing next to Chrysalis.

"Pinkie Pie! How the fuck did you get inside my house!?"

"Through the fourth wall, right guys?" Pinkie Pie said to the readers. She picked up the bowl of eggs. "Where did you get green eggs from?" she asked. Chrysalis looked at Anon.

"... From green chickens."

"Oh, duh!" Pinkie Pie said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Anyway, can I borrow these so I can make cakes for the whole town to eat?"

Chrysalis grinned. "Sharing is caring, Anon."

Anon rubbed the bridge of his nose. "Fine, whatever. Take them."

"Wanna come help?" Pinkie asked.

"I'm not really a baker," Anon said.

"Oh, it's not that difficult," Pinkie Pie assured him. "It's a piece of cake to bake a pretty cake. If the way is hazy, you gotta do the cooking by the book. You know you can't be lazy!"

"I can! And I am!" Anon said, shoving Pinkie Pie toward the exit.

It didn't keep her from singing. "Never use a messy recipe. The cake will end up crazy. If you do the cooking by the book-" Anon shoved her outside and closed the door again.

"... then you'll have a cake," Chrysalis finished the song as her hips swayed to the beat. Anon looked at her as she flipped over the omelet. She looked back at him and shrugged. "What? It's a catchy song." He huffed. She slid the omelet onto a plate for him while he sat at the table. "Eat. You're not you when you're hungry."

"You're one to talk," Anon said.

"And don't I know it!" Chrysalis agreed, giving her belly a little pat.

"It's a good thing I love you," Anon grumbled before he started eating. "And you're such a fantastic cook."

She hugged him from behind his chair. "Made with love," she whispered before nibbling on his ear. She waited for him to finish eating. "Better?"

"Yeah," Anon grumbled.

"Come on, let's go see what the fuss is all about," she suggested.

"I was kind of thinking we could get back to finishing what we started," he said.

She smiled. "I'm looking forward to it. But there will be time for that later. I'm curious to see what will happen... to see what kind of cake Pinkie can make."

"Okay, fine."

Chrysalis immediately regretted the decision to leave the house. Even after she had been denuded of her power and proved that she was reformed, it didn't change the way most ponies felt about her. "No second prances," Chrysalis said. "I should have changed before we left."

"They're staring at me, not you," Anon said.

"No they're not." She didn't need to be an empath to feel the eyes of everypony on her as she walked through the town square. Being feared was something that she had been accustomed to. But after feeling how wonderful being truly loved could be, fear tasted so bitter to her.

"It's fine," Anon assured her as he walked closely beside her. "They just need to get used to seeing you."

It made things easier to wade through the crowd of the party. The horde of grateful mares that would have otherwise overwhelmed him gave a wide berth to the former queen at his side. They walked past the queue at the entrance to Sugarcube Corner. Anon recognized the familiar faces of several former clients.

The ring of the door opening made Pinkie poke her head out from the back of the kitchen. "Anon! You came!"

"Well, not yet," he grumbled, trying his best to keep the bulge in his shorts under control. The dining room inside the bakery was similarly crowded.

"You're a bit late to help out with the cake..." Pinkie said. "But maybe you could make a cream pie. Or you could try putting a bun in my oven," she added with a wry smirk.

"Cute," Anon said as he sat at bakery counter in the last vacant stool. Chrysalis stood close by. "Today was supposed to be my day off."

"Same," said the unicorn sitting beside him with a clipboard. He vaguely recognized her light grey coat and brunette mane.

"I believe we've met," Anon said. "Though I must apologize for misplacing your name."

Pinkie Pie popped out of the kitchen. "It's Raven Inkwell! Remember from chapter nine?"

Anon recognized her from the Town Hall when he got his studding permit. Mayor Mare, sitting just on the other side of her, helped provide the context of the memory as Mrs. Cup Cake came by with their drink orders.

"How could I forget?" Raven said in a tone that was hard to decipher as a complement or not. She didn't meet his eyes. "You introduced me to doing it 'human style' as you called it."

"Yes, I remember," Anon said, recalling the encounter.

The pencil in her mane fell out, along with the rest of her bun. Her mane fell free in a tangled mess swishing back and forth along with her body. Her mouth hung open as she panted and started to sweat. Her glasses slid off her slick nose and clattered onto the floor.

"So do you have an appointment at the spa or..?"

She chuckled. "No no. One of the fringe benefits of assisting the mayor is that when it comes time to issue studding permits, my estrus gets seen to quite thoroughly."

"I still say you're missing out," Mayor Mare said, giving her a little nudge. "You really must try his Deep Tissue Massage."

Raven sipped her drink. "Maybe next spring," she said.

"Kinkwell!?" a voice came from the doorway. "Holy shit, Kinkwell, is that really you!?" Raven groaned and rolled her eyes at her old nickname. Anon looked back over his shoulder as Shining Armor walked into the bakery. "I didn't think I'd see you here!"

"I take it you two know each other?" Anon asked.

"Yeah, I know her!" Shining Armor grinned. "I mean I know her!" His excitement gave way to fear as he quickly checked over his shoulder for a pink alicorn following him. "I mean, I knew her, back before I got married. When I was still in the Canterlot Royal Guard. She used to work as Princess Celestia's personal assistant."

Anon looked at Raven. "Oh?" Raven just snorted.

"Yeah!" Shining continued. "And when springtime rolled around, Celestia wanted to make sure that the troops didn't get distracted by all the mares in heat, so she appointed a certain somepony to be in charge of Guard stress relief."

"You, I take it?" Anon asked. Raven nodded.

Raven sipped her drink. "That was a long time ago."

"Yeah, shit..." Shining Armor rubbed the back of his neck. "It's been like, what, almost twenty years?"

"Is something wrong?" Anon asked. "I thought you didn't mind doing whorse... doing that. You didn't seem to mind doing it with me."

Raven set her drink down. "That was different. It took a long time for me to put 'Kinkwell' behind me. It's a big part of the reason why I left Canterlot."

Shining's demeanor softened. "Right, sorry. I didn't mean to... get so excited, uh, Ms. Raven. But Anon, you have no idea! I've been a unicorn my entire life, and I know how to use magic to deal with myself. But when Kink- when Raven did it... It wasn't just magic. It was magical!"

"Oh, you mean to..." Anon briefly made a jerking motion with his hand.

"Dude, you have no idea!" Shining continued. "This mare elevated that shit to an art form! It was the best-" Shining quickly checked over his shoulder again for any sign of his wife and lowered his voice anyway. "It was the best magic jobs I've ever had!"

Chrysalis bristled. "Well, this must be embarrassing for you. I'm standing right here!"

Shining put a hoof up in defense. "Sorry Chryssi. You have your talents, and she has hers."

"My special talent is transcribing paperwork without making clerical errors," Raven said, nodding to her quill and inkwell cutie mark.

"I have to respectfully disagree," Shining said. "That might be your career now, but your talent..." He started to get a little misty. "There was something special in that magic, Raven. There was something special in it! I don't know how you managed to do it, but it was like you could milk every last sperm out of my balls!"

The kitchen timer dinged and Pinkie Pie pulled out the trays of cupcakes. "Ooh, Anon, I know!" she said. "Once these cool down, you could could help with the frosting!" She sat down next to Anon. "I don't suppose you happen to know of a good, cream-based ingredient we could use to top those cupcakes, do you?" she asked with a grin.

Chrysalis grinned.

Shining grinned.

"Is it semen?" Anon asked.

"Cum-cakes?" Pinkie Pie squealed. "What a great idea you had all by yourself."

"Gross." Anon watched Pinkie Pie unload multiple baking pans of cupcakes, packing them close together on a larger serving platter. "Pinkie, I don't think anypony is going to want to eat cupcakes frosted with my man jam." Anon could hear the pony behind him lick their lips. He turned around and saw that the dining room had become standing-room-only as half the town packed their way inside, looking at him expectantly. The air inside the bakery became a miasma of estrus pheromones.

Shining Armor crossed his hind legs and bit his lip hard. "Fuck! I need to get out of here before I do something stupid. Good luck, Anon!" He teleported away in a flash.

Anon looked at the rest of the room full of mares that were practically drooling. "Uh..." Pinkie Pie set the large platter of unfrosted cupcakes on the counter beside him. "Listen, ladies, I know I've got this superhero reputation going on, but I'm just one guy, and there's a lot of you, and there are a lot of cupcakes. I don't think I'm even physically capable of... frosting that much!"

"Anon, there is no need to fret. I've something for when next we met!" A familiar zebra waded her way through the crowd. Zecora reached into her bag and presented a bottle to him. "This should be just what you need, to give your fruit unending seed!" Zecora looked at Raven. "A little work for its extraction, should see everypony's satisfaction."

Chrysalis leaned over to whisper, "And I still have a few tricks of my own."

Anon opened the bottle. It smelled like swamp water. He scanned the crowd and spotted Nurse Redheart. He met her eyes and waited for her to try to talk him out of it. But the way she was shuffling her hind legs impatiently gave him the impression that his safety wasn't at the front of her mind at the moment.

"Fuck it. I had a good run." Anon held his nose and swallowed the potion. It was acrid and suspiciously salty. He expected to puke instantly, but he didn't so much as burp. Incredibly it had no aftertaste at all. He sat and waited for a moment. "So how do I know whe-he-hen-ah, AH! OW!" Anon stood up quickly from the bar stool and hunched over, cupping his groin with his hand. It felt like the worst case of blue balls he had ever had. His dick got so hard so fast that it ripped a seam in his short, making Rarity nearly faint. He reached inside his shorts and felt his balls, each swollen to nearly the size of a kiwi fruit. "What the fuck did you do to me, Zecora!"

Zecora's hoof gently felt the heft of his scrotum through his shorts. "The potion's working as expected. Now it just needs to be ejected." Aching balls have a funny way of overriding common sense. Anon fumbled with his shorts and reached over to hold a tray of cupcakes in front of him.

"Let me help," Chrysalis said, wrapping his body in her green magic and lifting him up to stand on top of the bakery counter. She stripped his clothes off in front of everypony.

"The fuck is this, The Full Monty?" Anon asked as his voice, and the reference sailed over everypony's heads.

Chrysalis walked around behind the counter and levitated the tray of cupcakes in front of him. She looked at Raven. "Well? Work your magic."

Raven sighed. Her light-purple magic surrounded Anon's shaft in a perfectly fitted sleeve and she started to slowly work it up and down along his length.

It was far from the first time a unicorn wanted to use her magic on him like this, so he knew what to expect. But he only thought he knew what to expect. He realized that Shining Armor was right. There was something special in that magic. It wasn't the simple arcane friction along the surface of his skin. It was almost as if the aura penetrated completely throughout his dick, stimulating every single nerve within and without. And not just the part of his dick that he could see. Her magic went well below the base of his shaft, following it to the root somewhere within his pelvis, like an iceberg beneath the water.

"Holy shit!" Anon gasped. Whatever she was doing to him was making his lungs diaphragm spasm, making it hard to breathe, let alone speak. His knees would have buckled and his body would have collapsed were it not for Chrysalis holding him up with her magic.

After almost a whole minute, Raven glanced at the wall clock. "I must be losing my touch. They usually ejaculate by now."

Each stroke made Anon feel like he was having a stroke. His face contorted asymmetrically. All his strength left his arms. Any words he tried to utter came out as a jumbled mess of guttural vowels. He knew he wouldn't need much more time.

"Don't mind me," Chrysalis said, poking her nose out from between Anon's legs. The side of her horn bumped between his butt cheeks as his heavy balls covered her eyes. "These aren't my glasses!" She tilted her head back and let his balls slide into her mouth as she licked them both with her extra-long prehensile tongue, coating them with her saliva, letting it absorb through his skin. The effect joined the potion already coursing through him.

"F- FUUAH!" Anon gasped as his breath rushed out of him in a hollow yell. Chrysalis felt his extra-full, enlarged balls in her mouth make it all the more apparent as they started to flex and tighten. She held the tray up in front of his dick as Raven stroked him faster with her magic. The mob of mares pushed and shoved to get as close as they could in front of him while their hooves played with themselves in a carnal sea of masturbation.

Anon realized that this was how he was going to die...

Somepony once warned him, these mares were gonna swarm him. His ain't the biggest tool in the shed.
Chryssi was looking kind of dumb, with her horn under his bum, with his taint up against her forehead.

Then his dick starts coming and it don't stop coming. Fed to the mares with their hooves clit-rubbin'.
Didn't make sense not to work for fun. His dick got stroked and the cakes got cum.

So much to frost, many to feed. So drink potions to refill your seed!
You'll never know if you go slow. You'll never shoot if you don't blow.

"Anon, you're an all-star! Get your aim on! Go spray!"

"Raven, you're a cock star! Get your game on. Get laid!"

"Don't let that frosting get cold!"

Every last cupcake got sold.

Rope after rope rocketed out of Anon's dick. Some of it frosted the cupcakes. But most of it sailed out into the crowd of horny mares, waiting with mouths agape like it was the first snowfall of winter. Anon's balls flexed and pulsed as they pumped his cum out, slowly shrinking until his production started to slow.

Chrysalis's horn pulsed green, enveloping his balls, refilling them immediately. Anon didn't scream so much as roared. His hips thrusted reflexively in Chrysalis's magic embrace. Raven was surprised, but her magic didn't stop stroking or even slow down. She knew to keep going until the very last dribble. Whenever that came.

Chrysalis swapped out the trays of cupcakes. She kept refilling his balls and Raven kept stroking until every last pastry, and mare was thoroughly frosted. Chrysalis finally relented and Raven squeezed the final cum shots out until all that was left was a final dribble down his shaft and balls into Chrysalis's waiting mouth.

It was everywhere. The only ponies spared was Pinkie Pie in the kitchen, and Raven, keeping herself out of the line of fire.

Chrysalis stepped back and slowly lowered Anon down from the countertop. He slumped over and almost fell into Raven's lap. He looked gaunt. She could see his collarbone and ribs.

"Water," he wheezed.

Nurse Redheart walked carefully across the slippery floor. "Whoa! You are really dehydrated!" Pinkie Pie quickly got him a glass of water with a straw and held it for him to sip. "You've lost..." she looked at the sheer volume of fluids covering the room. "You've lost a lot of electrolytes."

Anon could barely open his eyes. They felt like they had been replaced with cotton balls covered in sawdust. He looked at Chrysalis and Raven. His dry lips almost cracked as he smiled. "Best. Nut. Ever."

A swath of yellow magic parted the frosted mares, wiping the floor dry, as a tall, white alicorn strode swiftly inside the bakery. "Away from him you monster!" Celestia's hoof shoved Chrysalis away from his side.

"Oh shi-!" Chrysalis vanished in a flash of light as she was shoved too far away from Anon, and was forcibly teleported back to the house.

"He needs I.V. saline!" Nurse Redheart said.

Celestia scooped him up in her magic. "It will take more than that. A powerful magic did this to him. Only a more powerful magic can undo it." She turned to carry him out. She looked back at Raven. "Madam Inkwell, I'm afraid I must call on your assistance once more."

Raven followed her out as Anon skirted the fringes of consciousness.

Best. Nut. Ever.

He didn't know how long he had been out. But when he next blinked awake, his eyes felt much better. His lips still felt a bit chapped and he was tired beyond measure. It took all the strength he had to open his eyes. He knew this room well. It was his massage suite. His eyes gravitated to an I.V. bag hanging above him, following the line down to his arm. The massage table seemed to vibrate with a low frequency, as though there was a generator running outside, or an unbalanced washing machine on the other side of the wall. All he could hear was his raspy breathing, which sounded louder than it felt.

The bed, and the whole room shook harder for a moment, like a large truck driving by, making the ceiling light flicker briefly. His eyes moved to the other side and his head listed along with them. The brass of the room's doorknob shimmered with light purple magic at it turned. The unicorn from earlier, Raven, walked in, blindfolded. She carried a large bottle of juice.

"More Croc-Assist®," she said. The aura around the bottle went from purple to yellow levitating it out of his field of view. Without another word, Raven turned around and walked back out, closing the door behind her. Anon strained to look in the direction the bottle went. He saw the motion in his peripherals, seeming to be the source of the raspy breathing.

Princess Celestia held her breath to chug the bottle of sports drink before she was panting again. She tossed the empty bottle into the corner of the room with several others. She looked haggard. Her eyes looked dull, and tired. Her mane hung limp, and her fur glistened with sweat. Anon's eyes drifted down her body to where she was straddling the large Sybian vibrator. The whirring motor inside it sounded tired, like it was on the brink of breaking down.

The vibrations intensified and the whole room shook again as Celestia quickly lifted herself off the vibrator and held a bowl under herself. Anon couldn't see it, but he could hear her filling it. She winced and grunted as she strained herself to cum as much as she could before she poured the bowl into a cup and sat back down on the Sybian to start again.

"Tia..." Anon wheezed.

"Anon!" Celestia's tired eyes became bright and alert as she looked up at him. In an instant she was on her hooves, rushing to his side. "You're awake again!" Anon opened his mouth. "Shh, don't try to speak. Save your strength. Here..." She picked up the cup and held in front of him. He didn't have to smell it to know what it was. She carefully lifted his head with her hoof and brought the cup to his lips. He drank it slowly. Carefully. He could feel the vitalizing effects flowing out through his body. She stayed by his side and waited until he finished. Then she just stood there and waited.

"What?" Anon asked.

She slowly smiled. "I was worried that you were going to pass out again. Are you sticking around this time?" she asked.

Anon didn't feel like he was going to pass out. He nodded. "Yeah."

Celestia sighed in relief. "Good. Because I don't know how much longer that thing was going to last," she said, switching off the Sybian. "And I don't know how much more I would have lasted."

"How long have you been..?"

"As long as it would have taken," she said resolutely. She walked with shaky legs to set the empty cup down on the tray table with the others.

"Did you... were all those..?"

She nodded. "You needed it."

"Princess?" Raven's voice came from outside.

"Just a moment," Celestia said. With a flash of her magic, she restored the Glamor on herself. "Okay."

Raven nervously pushed the door open. "I heard voices. Are you dressed?"

"Yes," Celestia answered.

Raven pulled off her blindfold. "Anon, you're awake!"

"But at what cost?" he wheezed.

"I... I'm sorry I made you almost cum to death," Raven said. "I never thought that I could take a life in that way."

"You had help, Raven," Celestia said with fire in her eyes. "Chrysalis has shown her hoof! She will pay dearly for this!"

She turned to leave but Anon reached over and grabbed Celestia's wing with a strength even he didn't expect to have.

"No," he said simply.

Celestia balked. "No!? Anon, she nearly made you ejaculate your life force out! You can't seriously-"

"No."

"But why!?"

Anon glanced at Raven before looking back at Celestia. "Can we have a moment?"

Celestia visibly bristled for a moment but suppressed it just as quickly. "Of course."

Celestia stepped out and closed the door. Anon waved Raven closer. Closer still until she could smell Celestia's nectar on his breath. He whispered into her ear. "Best. Nut. Ever."

Raven blushed. "Well, thank you, Anon. I just wish it didn't almost kill you. Perhaps once you are feeling better you can repay the favor."

"Oh? I thought you said you were set for the season after all those studding permit tryouts."

"I was," Raven said. "But apparently there was something in those green cupcakes that has all the mares in town going back into heat. Including me."

Those green cupcakes.

"So all that work I've done..?" he asked.

She nodded.

"Oh. Fuck." Anon sat up. He reached over and pulled his I.V. out. "AGH!" Anon clutched his bleeding arm.

Celestia rushed back inside followed closely by Nurse Redheart. "What happened!?"

"He pulled his I.V. out!" Raven said.

"It looks so cool in the movies!" Anon groaned.

Redheart laid him back down and elevated his arm before wrapping him with a bandage and applying pressure. "How many times am I going to have to tell you to stop doing stupid shit!?"

"You might as well put it on my tombstone," he said. "I'm fine. I just need to get home."

"You're not well enough to be walking anywhere," Celestia said. Raven fetched the wheelchair from the lobby.

Anon chuckled. "Heh, usually I'm the one wheeling the mares out after being in here."

Outside it was already dark. In fact, it was so late that it was now early. The only light in the streets came from the many many candles held by the enormous crowd of mares standing vigil.

"He's alive!" they cheered as Raven rolled him out. The crowd rushed together, but gave him space as he moved through them. "Get well soon!" they said as he passed by.

Among them was a very tired Aloe and Lotus carrying clipboards with long appointment lists. "Please get well soon, Meester Anon! Soon please!"

Raven wheeled Anon home. Once they were close enough, he could see Chrysalis's hooves and worried face pressed up against the window. Raven rolled him inside and Chrysalis rushed over to greet him.

Celestia walked in after them and swiftly moved between Chrysalis and Anon. Chrysalis visibly shrank. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't turn you back to stone right this instant!" Celestia bellowed.

Chrysalis's eyes glistened. She had no answer to give.

"It was the best nut ever."

Celestia turned around and glared. "Excuse me?"

"It was the best nut ever," Raven repeated.

"It was an accident!" Anon said. "Chrysalis wasn't trying to make me cum to death on purpose." He looked pointedly at Chrysalis. "Right?"

"Of course not!" Chrysalis said. "How would that possibly profit me!?"

Celestia lunged forward and swung at Chrysalis, stopping at the last moment. Chrysalis flinched away. Celestia whispered, "You better watch yourself. You're hanging on by a thread."

"Enough!" Anon shouted, getting up out of the wheelchair.

Celestia walk over and gave him a disapproving look. "She almost killed you."

"She made. A mistake."

"She's bad for you."

Anon turned around to grab a bottle of beer from the fridge. He opened it and took a sip. "Yeah. Well, then she suits me."

"You deserve better."

"Maybe," Anon said between sips. "Maybe not."

Celestia sighed. "Take care of yourself." She turned and left.

"..."

"..."

"I think she's jealous," Raven said.

"Yeah, that seemed pretty obvious," Chrysalis said.

"Well, I should probably get going, too," Raven said. "This was supposed to be my day off." She looked at the clock. "Yesterday was, anyway."

"Hey, before you go, let me give you something," Anon said, grabbing a pen and paper. "As a thank you."

"For what? Almost killing you?" Raven asked.

"No. For the best nut ever!" he said, giving her the slip of paper.

"Fuuuck that's a lot of repeat customers," Anon said, walking past the queue outside the spa. He pushed open the doors and went inside.

"Meester Anon!"

"What is it Aloe?" Anon asked. "When you shout at me like that first thing in the morning it can only be good news."

"This mare says she has a Fast Pass!" Lotus said, holding the slip of paper Raven had brought in. "To cut to the front of the line!"

"Yes. That's how a Fast Pass works, Lotus," Anon said, smiling at Raven.

"You can't just hand out Fast Passes, Anon!" Aloe scolded.

"I can, and I have!" Anon said, waving for Raven to follow after him to his suite. "She earned it, and I'm honoring it."

"There are appointments waiting!"

Anon grinned at Raven. "Don't worry. I don't think this will take too long."

It took all of Raven's focus to maintain the spell as her hooves gripped the edges of the massage table. Her whole body rocked back and forth as Anon plunged his forearm in and out of her dripping-wet pussy. Meanwhile her magic stroking his dick flickered along with her concentration as her entire body trembled. Her pussy spasmed around his arm and spurted as she came again.

She looked at Anon in the mirror on the far wall of the massage suite. He wore a smug grin.

"That's two," he said. "I gave you three to one odds. One more and I win."

In her heart, Raven had already won. Getting this kind of attention returned to her was all she ever wanted. Her days of assisting Celestia as 'Kinkwell' had her jacking off every royal guard with no such reward for herself at the end of the day. The fringe benefits of being Mayor Mare's assistant when it came to issuing permits was nice enough. Win or lose, Anon's fist turning her into a quivering mess was bliss. Even so, she was never one to shy away from a challenge...

"Not if I get you to cum first!" she said, restoring the spell stroking his dick, moving it faster. Anon's smug demeanor broke and his eyes started to go off in different directions like a chameleon. He regained his footing and started moving his fist inside her in small circles, hitting her g-spot with expert precision.

"Not if I get you to cum first!" he returned her words. It was a glorious battle. A war of attrition. Each opponent gaining and losing ground to the other. The sounds of the conflict echoed off the walls with wet squelches and slaps of flesh against fur. The strain of metal struts creaking and breaking. "F-fuck!" Anon cried out, falling forward onto Raven, collapsing the massage table. She fell to the floor on top of the table and he fell with her with his arm trapped insider her spasming pussy as he started to spurt his cum into her tail.

They both panted together. Anon could feel her heart pounding through her vaginal walls. "Best four out of seven?" she asked.

There was an insistent knock at the door. "MEESTER ANON!"

Anon sighed and slowly pulled his arm out of Raven's dripping pussy. "Maybe a rematch some other time."

Raven grinned. "Can I have another Fast Pass?"

Author's Note

Best. Nut. Ever.

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