Author's Note
Original Characters:
Cardinal Lee
Camellia Oates
Daisy Cutter
Part 1: Picking on Daisy
***A Patriot Pony Short***
Daisy Cutter was the newest addition to the force of Ponyville’s local guards. Having just turned eighteen, he was in his prime, and he blew through his basic training with ease and passed every test thrown his way with flying colors. None of that, however, would be enough to prepare him for the realities of serving Ponyville alongside his fellow guards.
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In front of his locker, Daisy let out a sigh as he removed his helmet, placing it on the bench behind him. He ran his hands through his pressed mane. It was still damp and sweaty from its time under the armor. Then, he went about removing the remaining pieces of the ornate outfit. Piece by piece, he took off the chest plate, shoulder pauldrons, gauntlets, and all the rest of it. In total, the armor of Royal Guards weighed in at a modest thirty pounds of pressed metal. It wasn’t the worst thing in the world, but Daisy was relieved to be out of it.
A cold breeze through the locker room left Daisy uncomfortably aware of his own nudity, and he hurriedly wrapped himself with a towel. As he closed the locker door, the reflection on its shiny surface revealed the silhouette of a figure standing behind him.
“Hello!”
A panicked cry escaped his lips, echoing throughout the locker room as the young stallion leaped from his skin. He spun around quickly to find himself face to face with a slender, blue mare, clad in armor like his. From beneath her helmet, her red and white striped mane fell loosely over her shoulders.
She wore a wide grin on her face, obviously delighted by his terror. Her arm was outstretched and her hand opened, ready to greet his. “I’m Captain Oates. You must be the new kid. It’s a pleasure to meet ya’!”
Cautiously, Daisy took her hand and shook it, though his heart still raced in his chest from the previous scare. “Hey, Ca-Captain... I was... just... about to hit the showers...”
Then, another mare rounded the corner, stepping in front of the locker opposite to his as she began stripping out of her armor plating. “Camellia, don’t scare the rookie. Especially not the ones that show potential. Daisy demonstrated some guts out on the field today.” Her body was dark red, and she spotted a blue mane sparkling with white stars. “Don’t let my little sis tease you, rookie. She means well, but she can be an ass sometimes.”
Oates rolled her eyes before glaring at the other mare. “Yeah? Well, you’re an ass all the time, Cardinal.”
The red mare seemingly ignored the harsh jab and extended her hand towards Daisy. “I’m Captain Lee, the one who oversaw your basic training.”
Daisy reciprocated the gesture and shook her hand firmly, surprised by the strength behind her grip. He remembered her from his audition too, but he didn’t remember seeing her sister. Until a moment ago, he didn’t believe there could even be two Captains, but here they were.
Then, Lee removed her chest plate, setting her sizable breasts free. She casually placed the armor on the floor beside her, seemingly unbothered by the fact that Daisy could see her nudity in all of its glory. She was toned, fit, and glistening with sweat. At another row of lockers down the hall, Oates too was underdressed and removing more of her amor with every passing moment.
Lee raised one of her calves up onto the nearby bench to stretch, allowing Daisy to catch a glimpse of the space between her legs. She looked up, and her eyes met his briefly, forcing him to look away. “You look nervous, rookie. Haven't you ever been in a co-ed locker room before?”
Across the room, Oates was completely nude. She placed her hands on her hips and let out a hearty laugh. “Ha! Have ya’ ever seen a naked mare before?” She clasped her hands together in front of her, pressing her breasts together as she presented them to Daisy. “Check these puppies out! Lee won’t admit it, but mine are bigger than hers.”
Daisy felt extraordinarily hot. He was certain the mares could see the red in his face, but his torment didn’t end there.
Lee noticeably rolled her eyes. “Don’t listen to my sister, rookie. You take your orders from me, got it? Besides, breast size isn’t everything...” She turned to face the wall, presenting her flanks to the stallion. They were as red as Daisy’s cheeks, and they bore a cutie mark consisting of a ring of stars and two crossing sabers. Her tail swished to the side, granting him an unrestricted view of her posterior. “Any stud worth his salt knows a good ass when he sees one. Isn’t that right?”
The young stallion was sweating profusely by this point, far more than he was on the practice field. Never before had be been so uncomfortable. One wrong step could land him in the Ponyville infirmary. “I... Um... Ye-Yes, Ca-Captain... I...” He could already feel the shaft of his member stiffening, and all he had to veil it was a loosely tied towel. “I’ve... I’ve got to go...”
Suddenly, a pair of blue arms wrapped around his waist from behind. One held on to his chest while the other reached for the towel. The palm of her hand pressed against his stiffened rod, causing him to tense up. “Hold on, darlin’... You’ve got something we want...”
Daisy’s breaths were rapid now. His eyes darted back and forth between the two captains as Oates’ grip around his waist tightened. “We? Wh-What do you mean, ‘we’?”
“Camellia, quit being so forward with the rookie... You’ll scare him again.” Lee rose to her full hight and approached them, quickly brushing Captain Oates’ hand away from his crotch. “Forgive my sister... She’s in heat, you see... and she needs an outlet.”
Oates glared at her and huffed through her nostrils. “Speak for yourself, Lee. I saw the way you were eyeing him on the field. Your heat might not be as bad as mine, but you want him too. Admit it.”
Daisy couldn’t believe what was happening. He’d never been on a date with a mare, let alone had sex. Now, his superior officers were treating him like a plaything. Oates’ hand grasped his shaft through the towel again, and he let out a sharp exhale. “Don’t... I get... a... say in... this?”
Oates didn’t respond, instead rubbing his shaft a little harder. Lee flashed him a sly grin and took his hands in hers. “We can talk about that after you’ve helped Captain Oates with her little problem... Now, why don’t you have a seat?”
The stallion felt himself being pulled along until they brought him to the bench. With a little guidance from Lee, and a firm shove from Oates, he was pushed onto his rear. The two mares stood before him now, naked and perky. Both of them eyed him hungrily, like predators closing in on their next meal. Lee glanced towards her sister, whose eyes were fixed on him.. “Well, Camellia? I think he’s ready for you...”
***Up Next: Slippery When Wet***
