Anon stood in the doorway of his massage suite, watching Rarity reunite with Fluttershy in the Ponyville spa lobby. He briefly made eye contact with the shy pegasus that had once been his caretaker before she quickly looked away. The clock on the wall told him that he was already running behind. He turned and went back inside his suite to clean up. Not just the table, but the whole room, and himself.

The door opened without a knock. "Anon?" Fluttershy asked from the doorway.

Anon looked up from hosing down the massage table. "Hey, uh... you're not my next appointment, are you?" he asked nervously.

She shook her head. "No. I- I just wanted to talk to you for a minute."

"Yeah, well a minute is about all you're going to have," he said, glancing at his bare wrist, where his watch used to be.

"I just wanted to apologize," she said. "I know you're not a pony, but I shouldn't have treated you as any less of an equal. And... and looking back now, I realized that I shouldn't have led you on like that."

Anon toweled dry the vinyl padding on the table. "Yeah, well... It did hurt. But I realized that I had made a few assumptions, myself. Expectations. It was easy for me to see what I wanted to see. So I guess I led myself on a bit, too," he said. Fluttershy chuckled. "What's funny?"

She gave him a soft smile. "It's just that- I can communicate with animals, but I guess that doesn't automatically mean I'm good at communicating," she said.

"Yeah. Me too," he said. "I mean, about communicating, not the talking to animals bit. I guess I just saw what I wanted because I didn't realize how badly I wanted it."

"What's that?" she asked.

Anon shrugged. "Love? Maybe... companionship? I'm the only human in the whole world. I didn't realize how lonely I felt."

"Oh, Anon!" Fluttershy walked to his side and hugged him. It was a platonic display of affection. "You are a wonderful creature. I'm sure you'll find love. And you don't ever need to feel lonely. There are a lot of ponies who like you already." Anon glanced out into the lobby. Fluttershy shook her head. "No- I don't mean because of this. I mean your friends. Though I must say... studding, Anon?" Fluttershy stood back and looked him up and down as though seeing him in a new way. "On the one hoof I want to say that it suits you. But at the same time, not at all."

Anon blushed. He was still a bit embarrassed with his vocation. At least with her. "It's uh- I wouldn't really call it... studding. I mean, technically. It's just-" he held up his hands. "It's just a massage."

"Meester Anon?" Lotus said from the doorway in her delightful accent, making an insistent motion with her hoof.

"Yeah, yeah, I'll be out in a second," Anon said, making the last preparations as Fluttershy started to walk out. "Hey, Shy!"

She stopped and looked back at him. "Yes?"

"Thank you, for..." his words hitched for a moment. What was it that he was thanking her for? Her apology? Was that the resolution that he needed? Yes, but that wasn't the only thing. "Thanks for coming by to talk. I appreciate it. I didn't like things still being left unresolved."

Fluttershy gave him a warm smile. "You're welcome." She walked out into the lobby and Anon followed after her.

"...solutely an animal, darling. I can barely feel my hind legs!" Rarity babbled his praises to the line of ponies standing at the front counter. "Ah there he is!" She staggered over to him. "I was just telling the twins that your rates are positively criminal for a service of your quality, and I demanded that your pay be tripled."

"Rarity, you don't-"

Aloe cut him off. "We can't up-charge ponies that have already made appointments!" She looked at the line and then at Anon again. "But if you continue to have such a draw, we can discuss adjusting your salary tomorrow morning."

Anon was dumbfounded. "...kay."

Rarity turned to follow Fluttershy out of the spa. "Oh, Anon!" Rarity called out, running back over to him. "A couple more things. Firstly..." Rarity reached into her bag and gave him a business card. The Crop: Marital Aide Emporium in Canterlot. "In case you want to pick up some... tools of the trade. Oh, and, um... did you *ahem* lose something?" she asked quietly. She discreetly gave him back his wrist watch, still quite wet.

"Thanks." Anon wrapped it in a towel and then put it in his pants pocket, best to not lose it again. He waved goodbye to them. Once they left, he looked at Aloe. "And who's next?" he asked.

From across the lobby, the door to his suite closed quickly. Somepony had just darted inside. "She's waiting for you," Lotus said.

"Who is?" Anon asked. Aloe told him. Anon took a deep breath and stretched his shoulder muscles. This was going to be interesting. He walked across the lobby and cautiously opened the door to Suite 3, previously the janitorial storage. The room appeared empty. "Hello?" He closed the door behind him.

"Did they see me?" he heard a voice in the relatively small room.

"Shit, I didn't even see you!" he said. She dropped down in front of him from the ceiling shadows, making him jump backwards. "What the shit, Dash!? Are you trying to give me a heart attack!?"

Rainbow Dash had been one of the first ponies he met after Fluttershy first found him in the Everfree Forest. The fact that Rainbow could also understand him was when he realized that Fluttershy's talent with animals was special. It also indicated to Rainbow that he was special. There was no faster means of spreading news than by 'Rainbow mail'. Princess Twilight Sparkle and everypony else learned of his existence soon after. Aside from Fluttershy, the prismatic tomboy was one of the few ponies with whom he had actually started becoming somewhat more than acquaintances.

"Chill!" Rainbow Dash hushed him. "I just don't want Rarity or Fluttershy to know I'm here."

"I think you're good," Anon assured her. "Fluttershy didn't seem to notice, and Rarity- I don't think she even knows where she is."

"Heh, yeah I saw that," Dash snickered. "I'll have what she's having."

And there it was. Whatever reservation Anon might have had about crossing this threshold with a friend, Dash clearly didn't share. As Fluttershy had explained to him before, ponies sometimes had very different personalities during estrus. And a lot of the normal social protocol didn't really apply. And this certainly seemed to be a case. Anon mentally compartmentalized his concerns and remembered to maintain a professional attitude.

"Yeah, you and half the town..." Anon rolled his sleeves up. "So do you want me to start with your wings or your hooves or-"

"NO!" Dash yelped, making Anon jump again. "I mean- no, I don't want any of the other stuff. I'm in kind of a rush, so we can just skip to the good part. The deep tissue massage, right? Just please don't touch my hooves, okay? I don't like ponies touching my hooves."

"Uh, yeah, sure," Anon said. "Why don't you go ahead and..." he motioned to the massage table. Rainbow Dash hopped up and laid on her back. She spread her legs and let her tail hang off the edge of the table. It was nearly as damp as Rarity's after having come out of the sauna, (and all the subsequent coming).

The puffy, cerulean lips of her vulva parted slightly, revealing a sliver of her pink interior. Her musk hung heavy in the air. It was similar to other ponies. Before, he had just thought that was how they smelled, but now he understood better. Rarity had a unique aroma, once he understood what it was. And so did Rainbow Dash. "Does it taste as good as it smells?" he asked without thinking.

Dash gave an egotistical grin. "Ha! Can't resist to taste the rainbow, eh?" She spread her legs a bit wider. "See for yourself!" she offered.

Anon put his hands on her thighs on either side of her pussy and moved them closer as his face did the same. His mouth hung slightly ajar and he didn't realize he was panting, but she could feel his breath on her nethers. Her clitoris winked at him in a quick flash of her pink nub. Even with his limited experience, he could tell that her clit was noticeably smaller compared to every other one he had seen thus far.

"C'mon! Stop teasing!" she pleaded impatiently.

He needed no further coaxing. His hands parted her lips and he leaned in, giving her a bold, first lick. Though expected, his contact still made her whole body shudder as he ran it up along her pussy. Her flavor, like her scent, was similar to Rarity's but subtly different. Yes, it still very much tasted like pussy, and not all that much different from the women he'd had in the past. But like Rarity said, the roles of hygiene and diet were evident. Where Rarity's was like a mildly sweet potpourri, Dash's was much more tart. It has the sort of mouth pucker of a citrus fruit sour candy. Anon realized that she tasted like fucking Skittles®.

He licked her with enthusiasm, thoroughly enjoying it. On the one hand, Anon was delighted that Rarity wasn't an isolated case of good-tasting horse pussy. But the fact that Rainbow's was even better, and in such a different way left him with a strange feeling of dread that this was going to become a deviant hobby of his that he might never be able to fuel enough. He hoped, for his own sanity, that this effect only happened during the spring season for them. He couldn't imagine a lifetime of him meeting new mares year round like, "Good day to you, madam. I'm conducting a survey. May I lick your pussy?"

"Enjoying yourself?" Rainbow asked.

"Mmhmmf," Anon hummed and nodded while keeping his mouth firmly planted in her marehood.

"Alright, well, like I said, I'm kind of in a rush," Dash said. "I have to be at Wonderbolts practice in 90 minutes, in Cloudsdale, so-" Anon focused on licking her small clit. Rainbow bit her lip for a moment but continued. "I appreciate the effort, but I'm no easy comer, so you've kinda got your work cut out for you. I need the main event."

Anon sat up and wiped his mouth and chin on the small towel draped over his shoulder. He held up his forearm and looked at it and then at her lithe form on the table. "Are you sure about this?"

Rainbow rolled her eyes. "Yes! Don't worry. I can take it."

"Okaaay..." Anon rubbed his fingers and palm against the copious wetness of her estrus-addled marehood, giving himself ample lubrication. He prodded at her entrance with his fingers. Despite her confidence, she still felt very tight. Even so, she was quite pliable, and stretched around his fingers as he added more and more. His theory that ponies were made of marshmallow was looking more and more plausible as he watched her pussy stretch around the widest part of his hand as he slid inside her to his wrist.

Rainbow let out a breath that she had been holding. "Come on, I haven't got all morning."

"Alright, alright." Anon slid more of his arm into her. As he reached his elbow, the tips of his fingers grazed her cervix and he curled them back into a fist to avoid hitting it. Once that was set he started moving it in and out of her, at a gradual pace at first, and then faster, as she had requested.

"So why didn't you want Fluttershy or Rarity to see you?" he asked as he fisted her. "Did you not want them to know why you're here? Not to skirt the rules of confidentiality or anything, but I think you could tell that Rarity was here for the same thing."

"It's not that," Rainbow said, waving her hoof as casually as one could while getting an elbow-deep massage. "It's just that, I don't want them to tell Appl- ap uh- about it to my- er, special somepony," she said.

"You think they would do that?" Anon asked, keeping up his pace. "Is it really their business how, or with whom you deal with your heat?"

"No," Rainbow agreed. "But Rarity... Look, I love Rarity, but she's a whorse for gossip."

"Hmff. So I've heard."

"And I just don't want my mare- er, special somepony to get jealous. Sh- They can be kind of possessive."

"Okay... well then why aren't they the one rutting you silly?" he asked.

"Because she- I mean they- um-"

"Because she's a mare?" Anon asked, getting tired of the pronoun game.

"Ugh. Yeah."

"Is it really that big of a deal?" he asked. "I thought it was fairly common."

"Yeah, no- I mean, yeah it's common. But it is a big deal for me," she said.

"Why?"

"Because I'm not a lesbian," she said.

Anon's arm stopped moving for a moment. "So, when you say that you have a marefriend... what do you think that means?"

Dash huffed. "Yeah, we have sex, but I'm still straight." Anon raised an eyebrow at her. "I mean, I'm mostly straight."

"You know, bisexual is a thing," he said, resuming her deep tissue massage.

"Yeah, but I'm straight!" Rainbow insisted. "Yeah, she and I have sex. I love her, she's my partner and my soul mate, and all that other mushy stuff, but I still prefer dick! Especially this time of year."

"Do strap-ons not exist?" Anon asked.

"Yes-" Rainbow answered.

"Shame. And here I was in a world of mares about to become a billionaire."

"But she doesn't like using them. And I don't like the feel of them. I can't get off to them. I need the real thing!"

Anon held up his free arm. "I know humans are strange to you, but you know these aren't penises, right?"

Dash rolled her eyes. "I mean, I need a male! The feeling of a warm body penetrating me, like this."

"Well then I'll tell you the same thing I would tell anyone, male or female: Talk to your partner. Does she not understand how you feel?" he asked.

"She does. And we used to have an arrangement. But it doesn't work anymore," she said.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"Well... we always figured that if we were going to have foals together, I'd want them to be as much like her as possible. So when spring came around, I'd have her brother stud me. So that way when we decided to have foals, we'd already have that relationship established. But then he up and got married! The jerk!"

"I didn't think you had foals, Dash," he said.

Rainbow scoffed. "Of course I don't yet! I'm a Wonderbolt! If I got myself pregnant now, that would be the end of my career! That's why I always used a birth control potion with him. But nothing puts out the flames of heat like a good orgasm from a hard rut, or dose of baby batter in the cooter. He usually didn't do the first one, but the second part always did the trick."

"How colorful... So if you're a Wonderbolt, why doesn't she have a foal then?" he asked.

"With her brother!?"

"No, you dolt! With somepony else!" he said.

"I would still want the foal to be like me, too. And the only other stallion in my family is my dad, and he's married, too. But that would make her foal, like... my half-sibling! And besides, I don't even want to think about him doing it with her. Like, how am I supposed to be able to ever go down on her again know my dad had his wang in there?"

"Imagine how she must have felt after you had been with her brother," he said.

Rainbow's expression was one of sudden realization. "...Oh. Yeah."

"Plus, that would have made her the aunt to your foals. But anyways, I'm surprised you didn't beat the other mare to the punch and marry him first," he said.

Dash blanched, "Eww, no!"

"Spoken like a real heterosexual, yup," Anon jibbed.

"Shut up, asshole. It's not like that. What he and I had was a strictly physical agreement. I didn't love him like that."

"Well speaking of beating somepony to a punch, are you gonna cum soon or what!? My arm's getting tired," he said.

"I'm trying! Are you?" she growled.

"I'm literally sweating," Anon said, literally sweating.

"Yeah, well that's not getting me mentally to that special place," she said. "And for buck's sake, could your technique be any more boring?"

Anon looked down at his arm thrusting in and out of her. "I haven't gotten any complaints before."

"Yeah, well ponies don't stand up and cheer for the Wonderbolts flying in a straight line over and over. You gotta mix it up and do some flips and shit."

"You want me to do 'flips and shit' with my fist in your pussy?" he asked.

"Well at least, like, do a barrel roll," Dash said, articulating her hoof in a circular motion.

"Uhhh..."

Dash huffed. "Stop treating me like I'm made of paper and fuck me up already! I told you I can take it!" Anon started rolling his wrist inside her in a circular motion like she had shown him, occasionally making a bulge appear in her abdomen. Rainbow propped herself up on her elbows to look down at herself as he did, watching the bump appear in her belly each time in fascination. "More like that! Bigger. Harder!" she instructed.

"What the hell do you want me to do, give your uterus an uppercut!?" he asked.

"Oh my gosh, yes!"

Anon adjusted his footing to crouch a bit lower to angle his arm upward into her, really exaggerating the bulge he was making in her abdomen. He was starting to actually get morbidly curious as to just what the hell her threshold even was. He was deforming the contour of her slender belly by as much as the diameter of his entire fist. For the first time since he started, Rainbow started to moan as she ran her hooves over her belly, feeling the bulge he was making with his fist.

Anon worked his arm in and out while curling his fist up into her hooves. "It looks like a foal trying to kick their way out," he remarked.

Rainbow Dash just shuddered in pleasure at the mental image of the words. Her hips started to buck and flex around him. Her legs started to quiver. He could tell she was close, but that she wasn't quite there yet. The distant look on her face of pleasure stared to plateau into a grimace of frustration as she shifted one way and then the other, as though she was trying to work out a wedgie.

"Talk to me, Dash," he said.

"I- I'm almost there, but I-" She kept squirming. "Lemme- lemme flip over!" Anon stopped moving and Dash turned herself over on the table, her body rolling over around his arm still buried inside her. She laid in a kneeling position, face down against the table with her hind end propped up, draping her flagged tail up over her back. "Alright, try that now."

Anon stood up and kept doing what he had been, this time angling his arm downward into her to hit at that same angle that was working before. Her wings sprang out to the sides, free from being under her, which looked like it was already more comfortable for her.

Her hooves slid under her and she played with her clit with one and clutched her belly with the other to feel his fist moving inside her again. "Yeah, yeah!" she moaned "Getting there! Oh fuck I'm so close, I just- I just-" Her moans of pleasure were intercut with growls of growing frustration as she kept getting edged again and again.

Her hind legs continued to quiver and one went out from under her, extending backwards at Anon, narrowly avoiding kicking him in the crotch. Her leg's erratic twitching meant she still might. With his free hand he reached down to grab her hoof to keep it from actually connecting with a blow.

By the stars! As soon as his fingers touched the frog of her hoof, it was like he had jabbed her in the ponut with a 30,000 Volt cattle prod. She came hard and her pussy clamped down on his entire arm like a vice. And she let out a squeal in a pitch usually reserved for batponies. He didn't hear it, so much as he felt it in the fillings of his teeth.

Her wings, which were already fully extended from being stiff, started flapping rapidly. The world's best flyer lived up to her title as she immediately took off straight up from the table, taking Anon with her. Well, sort of. His arm was still firmly stuck in her pussy amid her panic flapping. But as strong of a flyer as she was, it wasn't enough to lift him up off the ground all the way.

The tips of his toes were still sliding around on the floor as she flew around the room, her orgasming pussy dragging him around by his arm, swinging him like a wrecking ball, knocking over the massage table, the bench, his sitting stool and pretty much anything else that wasn't bolted down.

Between the noise of everything crashing around and the shrill tone of what sounded like a fire alarm going off, the door to the suite burst open as Aloe and Lotus came to see what all the commotion was about. At last, Rainbow's pussy relaxed enough for Anon's hanging weight to finally slide his arm free.

As soon as the girth of his hand popped out, the volume of her trapped marecum gushed out, drenching him underneath her. That final release sapped Rainbow of her panicked adrenaline rush and she tumbled out of the air, landing on top of him in a sort of controlled crash.

Lotus gasped in the doorway. "My goodness! Is everything okay?"

Anon moved his arm slowly through its range of motion and gave her a slow thumbs up. Despite everything, he hadn't been hurt beyond a few minor bumps from knocking over things.

Rainbow Dash's legs were still shaking so hard from cumming that her whole body was practically vibrating like a purring cat. Her voice trembled as she gave her concise, five-star review:

"So awesome!"

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