I suppress the urge to shout at the top of my lungs as my jaw opens wide in a yawn. It’s been an unusual day to say the least. Not that unusual was a bad thing, hell, I could get used to this.

My name is Everett, and I’m living in a horse’s castle.

As my mouth closed and I smacked my lips twice, I glanced around the crystal castle cafeteria, taking in the various staff ponies milling about. In the weeks I’ve been in horse land, I’ve been sent to hell (heaven), pulled out of hell, been living in a swanky room in the local Lady’s castle, and have been harassing said lady in Italian, with the occasional spanish phrase here and there.

Sí señor, yo soy de rancho!

Smiling at the fond memories, I couldn’t help but ponder at all the little oddities that I’ve noticed since waking up.

Waking up early for me was never an issue, I had gotten good at that from my time in the forest, but normally a couple of pones in armor ‘n shiz would come knocking to make sure I was awake and ready to go get breakfast. But today, there was no knock, and after looking out my door, I found there were no guards around. Sure it was a little odd, but that didn’t stop me from getting me something to eat. A few minutes passed in an instant and soon I was munching on some oatmeal with some cinnamon, sugar, and apples mixed in. And before I knew it, I was done and there were still no guards to be seen. The ponies for the most part, had grown used to my presence around the castle, and while they didn’t avoid me they didn’t approach me, which I was fine with. There was the occasional wave from a friendly face or some horse noises from an off duty servant at a nearby table, but beyond that, everything was calm and quiet.

My morning so far was enjoyable, but thinking about what normally came after breakfast made me groan as my thumb and index finger pinched the bridge of my nose. Horse speaking class. For as accommodating and kind as purple has been, that little nerd could melt my brain with her mundane lessons. Actually, mundane wasn’t the right word to describe learning from her. She was bat-shit-crazy as soon as she put her hair up in a bun and donned those weirdly sexy glasses. Screaming, crying, yelling. I’ve heard it all, because there’s no way I’m gonna sit around while she rattles off random phrases faster than an MG-42. And what better way to deal with an MG-42 than to charge head on while screaming random phrases from languages I barely knew.

But as I walked through the halls to the library, the feeling of excitement I normally got when imagining the wails of spanish induced agony that would come from most lessons, wasn’t there. I quietly entered the library, navigated towards the secluded room towards the back and gave the purple pony a “hello” in her native tongue, much to her surprise. I never spoke a lick of horse unless prompted to.

The lesson went by slowly but it wasn’t as bad as I felt it had been in the past. Sure the lessons were monotonous and purple was going about trying to teach me in the worst way possible. But I was happy to have a calm day for once, so I let the small horse off the hook this time. On the topic of said smol horse, she seemed… conflicted. Like she was happy that I was following her instructions but at the same time let down. Maybe she likes physiological abuse… I quickly made a mental note of that as the class finally came to a close.

As I was about to walk out, I turned around and gave purple a wave and “goodbye” which she returned before turning to an absurdly large stack of papers. It was time to get some lunch right about now. And now here I am, munching on a special sandwich that the chefs of the castle were nice enough to make for me. It had taken time, but after shouting at them with an angry british accent, they eventually found something I liked. But from time to time, I would always find a slice of avocado in the sandwich, which always seemed to ooze hostile intent. Ha, jokes on them, dat shits delicious.

Gingerly rubbing my eye with the back of my palm, I turned back to finish my sammich but I was soon interrupted by a hoof tapping my side. Pulling my head back from my meal, I glanced behind me before my glaze fell to the pony standing beside me. A familiar pony with snow white fur, red hair, and amber eyes greeted me.

“Hey! Lil red, how ya doin’ today,” I say before ruffing her head of hair, which earns my hand a slap from her wing followed by a cheeky smile from the pony. Tapping the space to my right, I invite lil red to sit with me. Though I couldn’t speak to her or understand her neighs and whinnies, I still liked to hang around her when she found the time to visit. Ever since I had been magic’d back into mini-horse land after being blasted by that rainbow beam, lil red had always been friendly with me, little nuzzles against my leg when walking, batting at my hands whenever I tried to pet her, stuff like that. I had no idea if her actions were because of that little bath I gave her but thankfully she hasn’t approached me with any intentions to get into my pant- or tunic, I should say.

Producing a piece of paper from her folded wings, she held it out to me while pointing at a specific area on the paper. On said paper was a little map of the castle, with a bunch of little drawings to signify each location, like a chefs hat for the cafeteria or a book for the library. Looking to where her hoof was pointing, I could see a small red cross. I nodded my head in acknowledgement, understanding what she was trying to tell me. That little red cross was the sign for the infirmary. The last couple weeks, I’ve been coming down there for a ‘check up’ once every week or two. At least, I’m pretty sure it's a check up. Purple and lil red hook some nodes up on my chest, arms, and neck while staring at some crystal balls as they observed me.

The entire check up was never longer than 30 minutes, it was nothing I was concerned about. Soon after she arrived, I finished my sandwich before rising up to walk to the infirmary. The place was a short walk from the cafeteria but the trek took slightly longer as I walked slower to stay next to my four legged companion. A couple quick moments later, we arrived at the infirmary, meeting purple by the door. The two ponies exchanged some words before the door handle glowed purple and the three of us entered.

As I was about to enter, a rustling from behind me caught my attention. Turning around, I looked around the hall, but there was nothing around except for a new plant at the corner that had a few leaves knocked off it. A voice from within the room caused me to turn back to the infirmary and I quickly entered.

Walking back to my room with lil red at my side, I glanced out a window, taking in the autumn scenery. The check up went without a hitch, but for some reason it had gone on longer than normal, what with purple doing a few extra magic tricks after the initial check up. It seemed a little odd, especially since lil red seemed confused by purple’s actions, but I didn’t care. Today would be a nice relaxing day, and that meant not caring about the details.

Throwing the door open, I landed face first into the impossibly soft sheets of the bed. My weight causing the bed frame to creek. Lil red let out a giggle at my antics and said some stuff in horse. She was speaking more than usual. Most times she would only say a sentence or two around me, but it seemed like she had something she really wanted to say today. I couldn’t understand the small pony however, and soon I was thinking of just falling asleep. That is, until the unforgettable sound of horny neighs came from the quadruped.

Ah shit.

oo000OOOO000oo

Waving to Feather Pen and the creature, I gave the pair a smile as they left the infirmary. As soon as the door clicked shut I instantly teleported to one of the many crystal balls Feather and I had organized to collect readings and data on the creature. But this crystal ball that I stood before was different. Much like the others, it looks at external patterns, and takes the data that it received, and displays it in the orb in a way dependent on how it was made. It cost a pretty bit, but these crystal balls were important to keeping track of the creature's health.

While many crystal balls are enchanted to measure things like heart beats, electric signals in the body, flow of magic, and many more, some could be made in a way that allows them to observe areas out of sight. All one needed to do with this crystal ball was to cast the tethering spell and all the sudden it was like you were watching a play from within the orb.

The day before, Feather Pen had reached out to me, proposing we dismiss the guards from escorting the creature. Her logic was that given his good behavior and undeniable sentient intelligence, we could learn more about how it acts alone in a novel environment. And while I did ultimately agree with her, I was still worried about what might happen when our eyes were taken off of him. And without telling Feather Pen, I had spent the bits on another crystal ball. It even came with an audio function. I would only need to connect a gramophone to the crystal ball.

With a glow of my horn, the crystal ball shimmered before an image formed in the ball. In the orb, I could see Feather Pen and the creature walking side by side down a hall. Pumping my hoof, I let out an excited “yes!” before turning back to the display. As I watched the ball, the two eventually reached the creature’s room. I giggled a little as the large creature flopped onto his large bed. Feather Pen’s mouth began to move but no sound came out. Furrowing my brow, I looked around the ball, inspecting the crystal for any scratches or damage that would have caused a lack of sound.

After a few moments, I suddenly remembered I needed a gramophone as my wing slapped against my face a little too hard. Shaking myself from the impact I quickly teleported to my room scouring the place for a gramophone I had impulse bought months ago.

“Aha!” I shouted as I threw open a closet door. With the device in my magical grip, I quickly teleported back to the infirmary and set the gramophone beside the crystal ball. Pulling out a small slip of paper, explaining how to connect the two, I glanced at the crystal display before turning- “What!?”

My attention instantly shot back to the crystal as I held the orb between my hooves as my face quickly heated up. Right in front of me, the creature and Feather Pen were together as they had been before, but there was one major difference from before; Feather Pen had her mouth around the creature’s penis. My wings began to perk up as I stared into the crystal ball. Focusing on the creature’s penis, my eyes widened at its size.

Is… is that even possible?! No! I shouldn’t be watching this. This doesn’t involve me, I should give them their privacy.

Turning my head away, when I reopened my eyes, I spotted the large stack of papers from the exams we had been running on the creature. Turning my head in the opposite direction, I spotted the gramophone sitting beside the crystal ball.

You know… this would be a great time to understand the creature’s mating habits, and besides I need to make sure that I can hear sound from this thing, otherwise I’ll have to return it!

Quickly rationalizing my voyeurism, I turned back to the slip of paper, my eyes reading the instructions as fast as possible. After reading, I found the cable that would connect the crystal to the gramophone. Plugging in the first end, I looked to the gramophone as the plug approached the audio jack. Pressing the plug in with a click, everything was silent.

“Buck! I’m cuuUUUUUMMMMMMMIIIIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGG!~”

My ears fell flat against my head and my wings shot out with a pomf as the sound of Feather Pen's orgasm blared from the gramophone. Yanking the cable from the crystal ball, I quickly referred to the instructions to change the volume. After adjusting the volume, I cast a sound proofing spell on the room before locking the door to the infirmary. Looking at the scene, I could see Feather Pen laying on the bed with the creature’s head between her legs. Plugging in the cable once more I began to watch in rapt attention. Right as Feather was coming down from her orgasm a crashing sound could be heard, and as the angle of the crystal ball shifted I looked at what had caused the- “RAINBOW DASH?!”

The next few moments were a blur as I tried to reason why she was in the creature’s room, until a bang from the gramophone caught my attention. Looking back up, I pursed my lips as I looked at Rainbow Dash knocked out on the floor. Letting out a sigh, I shook my head before returning my attention back to the show.

30 minutes later

There was a test tube in my marehood. My eyes never left the crystal as I watched Feather Pen bounce on the creature, barely taking more than half its length. Matching Feather Pen’s movements, the test tube I held in my magic slided effortlessly in and out of my drenched marehood. But I wasn’t the only one watching them go at it, Rainbow Dash was there too, albeit tied in place.

It’s Rainbow Dash, she’ll be fine, they’ll finish soon enough and worst case scenario, I have to free her myself.

30 more minutes later

There are two more scientific flasks in my body. A pear-shaped flask was buried in my plot while another test tube was pressing against the back of my throat. As soon as the test tube entered my mouth, my eyes had shut as I moaned around the glass, listening to the sounds of my friend gagging as she pressed the creature’s penis further into her mouth. I had already orgasmed three times and as I furiously masturbated, I could feel a fourth coming soon. Lying on the floor, I began to move the test tubes in my magic faster as I heard the grunting of the creature speed up. And as he let out a loud groan, I pushed the flasks in as far as I could without damaging them.

Opening up my mouth I let out a cry as I felt my marehood squeeze against the test tube. My juices gushed from around the tube as I rode out my fourth orgasm. My eyes fluttered open just in time to witness a part of the creature’s load leak from Dash’s mouth as he held her head. Carefully removing the now unusable flasks from myself, I rose up on shaky legs. The sudden rise caused me to stumble as stars danced in my vision. Shaking them off, I pulled the audio cable from the crystal, causing the sounds from the bathroom on the other side of the castle to disappear.

On wobbly legs, I trudged over to one of the many beds in the infirmary. Pulling myself in, I landed on the bed with a plop. Despite being just before 3pm, I was exhausted. Those orgasms had really done a number on me. Rolling over to grab the thin white sheet on the bed, I pulled it over, covering myself as my eyes began to shut.

No time to… I yawned. No time to check data, too sleepy…

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Author's Note

There'll be one more bonus chapter, stay tuned!

Wrote this one in a hurry so let me know if there are any mistakes!