Davenport returned to his hotel room, completely exhausted. It had been a grueling day, both physically and emotionally. His youngest niece had been hospitalized, and he'd only gotten the message very late the night before, so he'd had to rush out of Ponyville and just barely made it to the train station for the last one to Manehatten. He and the rest of the family had spent the day around her bed or in the waiting room, just comforting each other while they waited for the doctors to tell them anything.

Finally, after many hours, the unicorn surgeon had entered the waiting room, and all had jumped to their hooves. He smiled a tired smile, and told them all she'd come through the surgery, and would soon recover. They all wept with joy and hugged each other, then after some time, each had returned to their homes or hotels. When Davenport reached his, there was a message waiting for him. He read it, then grimly smiled.

His "secretive" client would be pleased.

Pinkie had outdone herself with the decorations this time. She knew this was a very special occasion for Twilight and Spike, so she took her time and did her very best. She'd taken out all the tables and chairs and converted the Reading Room into a huge Party Room, complete with all the trimmings and a stereo with all the latest samples of the current music. An elaborate cake was planned to be set in the middle, along with Spike's special gem cake, which would be surrounded by a veritable mountain of treats and drinks. Having extensive files on just about everypony in town, she also knew their food preferences, so she'd included a few meat snacks. Contrary to the common knowledge of most of Equestria's other denizens, ponies do indulge in meat from time to time, so long as it isn't bloody. To that end, she'd provided some fish dishes for her pegasus friends, and a few ham sandwiches for anypony else that wanted something different.

The ham sandwiches would have a very profound effect on Alex once he found them. Having never had meat on this world, since he'd lived with the Apples who were strict vegetarians, he wasn't prepared for what would happen to him. Neither would anypony else. But we'll get to that later...

Meanwhile, Spike was in the kitchen making a late lunch. After the debacle of "breakfast," he was going to do his best to make it to the kitchen before his well-meaning sister, bless her heart. First to the kitchen, he promised himself. Every. Time. She had come home an hour earlier, obviously troubled about something. After some effort, he'd convinced her to take a short nap while he pampered her. He made all her favorites and had set everything on the table when he noticed she had yet to come down. He frowned. Usually, the smell of his cooking was enough to rouse her even from the deepest sleep, so he took off his apron and went up to see what was what.

When he got to the side of the bed, he stopped and watched her. She was tossing her head from side to side and moaning in her sleep. "No...no...clowns! Clowns!...doing...unspeakable...things...to...each...other...!" He shook her awake. She sat straight up and screamed, "Clowns!" then looked around and spotted her assistant. She took a few moments to catch her breath, then said, "Oh, Spike...was I dreaming?"

He solemnly nodded. "Yeah, and from the sound of it, it was a doozy. You okay?"

She bent forward and held her forehead for a moment, then said, "Did I say anything in my sleep?"

Spike's brow creased. "Something about...clowns?"

Her eyes grew wide as she bolted erect and yelled, "Now I remember! Don't let them get me!" She scrabbled backwards in the bed and flailed her front hooves as if warding off a blow.

Alarmed, Spike grabbed her and cried, "Twilight! Please calm down! It was just a dream!"

Pinkie heard the commotion and came running up the stairs. "What's going on?! Twilight! Spike! What's wrong?!"

"She had some sort of nightmare! Help her!" yelled Spike as he continued to try to hold her down. Pinkie got up on the other side of the bed and forcefully hugged Twilight until she stopped struggling, and gradually relaxed. Pinkie spoke soothingly to her.

"There, there...Twilight...Auntie Pinkie is here...tell her what's wrong..."

Twilight's bulging eyes swiveled slowly up to Pinkie, then to Spike, and then to the far wall. She clutched the blankets up to her chin as Pinkie released her and sat back. Both she and Spike knelt on the bed on either side of her and waited, giving their purple friend all the time she needed. Finally, in a shaky voice, she spoke.

"I saw Mayor Mare and...Mr. Waddle together today...they were...kissing..."

Pinkie and Spike both spoke at the same time: "Mr. Waddle, Our Town's Oldest Resident®?"

Twilight nodded her head while keeping her gaze on the far wall. "Y...yes! It reminded me of...that night!" She sat up and let the covers fall to her lap as her voice became spooky and distant. She gestured dramatically in the air as she began...

"It was a dark night, as black as pitch! I had just arrived at the Town Hall, and made my way through the mob of ponies...ponies in costumes...scantily-clad ponies...doing things to each other..."

"They were all under a spell, and only I, Twilight Sparkle, knew how to break it! But it was to no avail! Nopony wanted my help..."

"I started to leave...and that's when...I heard it! The squeaking...the grunting...the squishing..."

"I turned around...and saw...and saw...them! The Mayor was dressed in...baggy, polka-dot pants...big, floppy shoes...rainbow-colored wig...bright face paint with a goofy smile...and Mr. Waddle was...behind her! He'd pulled down her baggy pants, ripped off her panties, and...and...had both hooves planted on her bare ass! They were having...Clown Sex! Clown Sex!! Her eyes were rolled back in her head and she was drooling as her tongue lolled out past her orange, painted-on smile while his cock had grown to monster size and he was pumping and thrusting and pumping and thrusting!"

"And the worst part? The worst part?! Every time he did, that...red, clown nose she was wearing...would...honk!"

She put her front hooves together, drew them apart, and clapped them together again, and every time she did, she would repeat the word, "Honk!", her eyes never losing their thousand-yard stare into Nothingness...

"Honk!...(clap)...honk!...(clap)....honk!...HEY!" She stopped speaking and pouted at Spike and Pinkie. The honking scene had been the last straw for them, for they had both fallen on their backs and were howling with laughter as they held their stomachs, with tears streaming down their faces as they kicked their legs. She crossed her arms and scowled, "I'm glad to see my trauma is sooo amusing to you two!"

As she continued to pout and watch them, it took over a minute for them to recover. Spike finally sat up, wiped the tears from his eyes, and said, "Sorry, Twilight! But that was just too funny! Clown sex!" With that, he was sent into another fit. Pinkie had almost regained control of herself, but when she saw Spike fall back into another round, she couldn't help herself. She had the grace to muster a quick look of apology to Twilight, but then fell off the bed as she was again overcome with hilarity. Twilight huffed, and crawled off the bed, sparing them both a look of pure venom. The smell of good food had finally reached her brain, so she gathered her tattered dignity, stuck her nose in the air, and stomped down the stairs to the kitchen. Once there, she seated herself at the table and began angrily eating while trying to ignore the gales of laughter that followed her.

She was about halfway through her meal when they appeared, still giggling but trying to appear solemn. "We're really sorry, Twilight. Please forgive us," said Spike. Pinkie nodded her agreement and sat down next to her. Twilight kept shoveling food into her mouth, refusing to speak, but after a few moments, she did.

She frowned at them both. "Phobias are no joke, Spike!"

Spike sighed and sat close to her. "Twilight, I...we...have both known you for years. Since when have you been afraid of clowns?"

She took a moment to consider, then reluctantly admitted, "Well, I guess I'm not...I suppose I was just traumatized by what I saw..."

Pinkie jumped in. "And what you saw was pretty silly, wasn't it?"

She looked down at her food, thinking. Then she drew a deep breath, smiled, and said, "Actually...I guess it was. I don't know why it affected me like that!"

Pinkie gently took her hoof. "You were probably just stressed out from that night. It was quite the experience, let me tell you! You should have joined in on the fun!" She grinned a salacious smile at her friend, who blushed and looked away. Twilight cleared her throat nervously and withdrew her hoof.

"I...prefer to keep my dalliances private, if you don't mind!" In order to cover her discomfort, ( and try to change the subject ) she turned her attention back to her food. "This is really good, Spike! Thanks for making it!"

Spike smiled. "No problem, Twilight."

But Pinkie "Can't Take a Hint" Pie continued with a dreamy, far away look on her oblivious face. "It really was so much fun! I had one stallion, who started with my pussy then he pulled out and stuck his big, sloppy, wet cock deep inside my ass over and over, then unleashed a flood of hot cum inside me! It felt so warm and sexy! Once he was finished with me I joined two others, and one stuffed my throat with his meaty, tasty, fat dick! While I was happily sucking and slurping on his wonderful, throbbing pole I opened my back legs and arched my back while the other lifted my tiny skirt, spread my cheeks and started fucking my---"

"Pinkie!" shouted Twilight. "I think we've heard quite enough! How are those decorations coming along?"

She was still lost in her memories. "So much cock..."

"PINKIE!"

Pinkie shook herself and came back to the present. "Hmm? Twilight? What did you say?"

"I said, how are those decorations coming along?!"

She jumped. "Oh! Those! Quite nicely! I've got all the trimmings and the music set up, we just need the food. I was just on my way to go get it."

Twilight looked at the clock. "You have less than two hours to have everything ready. Will you need any help?"

Pinkie waved the notion away. "Twilight, Twilight! How many times have I done this? All will be fine!" She got up from the table but stopped when she spied a plate of fresh muffins. She pointed at them. "You gonna eat those?" When Twilight shook her head, Pinkie grinned and upended the entire plate into her mouth and finished them in one gulp. "Mmmm! Blueberry! Thanks!" Then she pronked out of the Library, singing as she went. Twilight exchanged a look with Spike and slowly shook her head as she watched her go. She'd seen her inhale far greater amounts of food, yet she never gained an ounce! One moment she was fondly reminiscing about having a hot ménage à trois, in public, which included both oral AND anal sex, and the next she's skipping and singing, innocent and carefree.

"I will never understand that mare..."

Rarity scraped the last bit of ice cream from the container and let it fall to the floor. She turned around from the window and looked at the clock. Less than two hours to go to the party. She frowned and came to a decision. If they were happy being a couple, then who was she to say otherwise? May as well get them a gift...something to spice up their "fun times" together. She smiled. And she knew just where to get it!

She went to her closet and took out her disguise: a dark trench coat with padded shoulders, a large, wide-brimmed hat, sunglasses, and a fake beard and mustache. She quickly did her mane and tail up in buns so they wouldn't show under her getup, donned the whole affair, and this time added a cigar, which she planned to light up just before she entered the shop. She went down the stairs to her back door. Opening it a crack, she peeked out. Seeing the coast was clear, she slipped out and used the back alleys and side streets until she reached her destination to the seedier part of town. She smiled as she went. Her disguise was foolproof, and in all the years she'd used it, nopony was ever the wiser.

Mister Dick Dickley, unicorn owner and sole proprietor of "Dick's Private Emporium and Sex Shoppe" was told by his friends in Manehatten he was daft to try and open a store with his particular brand of merchandise in a sleepy little town like Ponyville. But he'd followed a hunch that this "sleepy little town" would prove to have more than its share of randy customers, and the years had proven him right. From the outside, it was unremarkable: no marquee, shaded windows, only a red light that was permanently shining over its elaborately carved wooden door. But once inside, one was treated to a spectacle of various forms of debauchery lining the walls, from racks and racks of magazines and books catering to every taste, to movies for the more affluent customers. For his patrons with truly deep pockets, he had contacts to order life-size, anatomically correct dolls of ponies, sheep, and other members of Equestria's denizens, though he kept no examples onsite as he found them rather creepy. As an aside, he'd steadfastly refused custom orders for a certain...purple alicorn doll, as well as orders for replicas of her friends, since he found such things unethical. Other than that, one could find an assortment of toys, lingerie, enhancements, edible pleasure oils, lubricants, though no prophylactics or condoms, as these were unknown in Equestria at the time. Mr. Dickley himself appeared to be nothing like a porn merchant; indeed, one would be forgiven for mistaking him for a professor, given his graying goatee, pince-nez glasses perched on the end of his snout, ubiquitous tweed jacket, and scholarly manner. He'd installed red carpeting when he'd first opened, but after the hassle of cleaning up various...fluids...he had the carpet removed and simply had bare concrete.

Though he did the majority of his business in the wee hours of the night, Saturday was special, as it was the busiest Market Day. So he'd decided to open for a few hours in deference to some of his bolder customers, who either didn't care about their reputation in town, or simply needed something he was selling. Right. Now. He smiled. He knew many ponies who wouldn't look him in the face if they met in public, but secretly frequented his shop. This, he didn't mind. He knew the nature of his business, and he certainly didn't judge.

Over the years, he'd gotten to know each of his customers fairly well. So when he looked up from the counter as he heard the little bell ring over the door, signaling the arrival of another customer, and he saw who it was, he had to mightily resist the urge to facehoof. Not this again. Whom does she think she's fooling? He'd seen more than his share of customers that tried to hide their appearance before coming into his shop, but they always seemed to forget to disguise the one thing that gave them away: their scent. So when the "stallion" approached the counter, he put on his best professional smile and said, "Good afternoon, "Mr. Johnson!" What can I get you today? The usual order?"

Putting on a gruff voice, "Mr. Johnson" said, "No, not today, heh heh heh. Got me some friends what need a little "spice" in their lives, if ya know whut I mean?" She, or rather, "he" took a puff from "his" cigar. "Whatcha got for a couple like that?"

Dick did his best to hide a smile. The cigar is a nice touch, he admitted to himself. "Well, we have all sorts of scented, flavored oils, various lubricants, numerous toys...is this an unusual couple?"

"Mr. Johnson" was silent, obviously thinking. "You could say that." Lowering her voice she whispered, "One's a dragon, the others a pony." She hastily added, "But, I didn't say nuthin' about that, darlin---I mean, dude! Youse didn't hear it from me!"

Dick sat back and smiled. "Of course. I won't say a word to anypony." Here he leaned forward and lowered his voice. "But your lady friend...pony? I'm assuming? Is in for quite the adventure! Dragons are known to be quite virile and...hmm...imaginative, when it comes to sex."

Rarity was so surprised by this last she dropped her cigar and forgot to disguise her voice. "Really? How do you know?"

The unicorn stallion made not to notice the slipup. "I make it my business to know the sexual interests of anycreature who walks through my door. Besides, I have a book, very old, on the subject."

Rarity's eyes grew wider behind her glasses. "You have a book on dragons?"

He shook his head. "Not on dragons, specifically. It's a rather extensive book, but there is a small section about them in it."

She put her hooves up on the counter. "May...may I see it?"

"Certainly." He turned from the counter and rummaged around on a shelf behind him. After some time searching, he declared, "Ah! Here it is!" Using his magic, he lifted an old, leatherbound tome and placed it in front of her. Finding the section on dragons, he opened it and said, "As you can see, it doesn't contain that much information, as we know very little about them. Only a few pages. But I see you find it of interest?"

She could only nod, as she was enraptured by what she was reading. Finally, she whispered, "How much?"

He cocked his head. "Sorry?"

She looked up at him. "How much do you want for this book?!"

He sat back and closed the book with a heavy >thud!<, then removed it from the counter. "Forgive me, "Mr. Johnson," but it's not for sale." He frowned and looked her straight in the eyes over his glasses to emphasize his point. "At. Any. Price."

"Mr. Johnson" blushed from the not-so-subtle rebuke and went back to all four hooves. "Quite alright...umm...dude...I unnerstan'! Musta bin hard to find a book like that, heh heh heh!"

He gave "him" a lopsided smile. "Yes, indeed it was. Now, about your purchases?"

"He" cleared "his" throat and said, "Umm...yeah! I'll take the specialty oils, the lubricants...and that skimpy costume fer the mare! Mares gotta look sexy fer their males alla time, amirite?!"

Dick smiled. "Indeed they do. Shall I gift wrap it all for you?"

"Please...I mean, yeah, sure!"

After putting it all in a box, he covered it in black wrapping and tied it with a hot pink bow. He used his magic to lift it to her, adding, "I hope they enjoy their gifts, "sir." Please come again."

As she finished paying, she quickly turned to go and bumped nose-to-nose with Lyra, who had come up behind her just as she was leaving. "Oh! Sorry, Rar--" but that was as far she got before she was distracted by Dick loudly clearing his throat. Lyra looked up at him as he mouthed the word "no!" and made a slashing motion across his throat. Without missing another beat, Lyra continued with, "...sorry "sir!" Didn't see you there!"

Rarity adjusted her glasses and looked down as she hurried out of the shop, muttering, "Quite alright, babe! Happens to the best of us!"

Lyra watched her go. "Babe?" She then turned to the proprietor. "What was that all about?"

He sighed and said, "It's a long story..."

Three o'clock soon rolled around, and guests began arriving. The first to show up was, of course, Rainbow Dash. She always wanted first crack at the goodies, before ( as she put it ) "they'd been hoofed over by everypony in town." But this time when she entered the Library, she did so rather cautiously. Twilight was the first to see her. "Welcome, Rainbow! Come in, get something to eat!" Rainbow still looked around without speaking. Twilight frowned. "Something wrong?"

Finally, she said, "Where's Spike?"

Twilight stared at her for a moment, then turned her head slightly without taking her eyes off her. "Spike! Come out here, please?" Spike came into the room munching a cupcake. He smiled when he saw the pegasus.

"Hey, Dash. Thanks for coming!"

Rainbow pouted as she looked at him, then walked up to him and gave him a hug. But while she was doing it, she buried her head in his shoulder and sniffed deeply. "Crap...nothing," she muttered.

Spike drew back and looked at her. "Excuse me?"

But she just smiled nonchalantly and said, "Welcome back, Spike! I'm just glad to see you!" She then made her way over to the buffet table and started stuffing her face. Even the arrival of a full barrel of the Apples' famous cider did little to lessen her sullen mood. It was only after the "Blücher Event," as it came to be called, did she and the other ponies who were there at the time ( and those that heard about it afterwards ) see the eventual humor in it and finally laugh over it.

The Library filled up with otherwise content ponies after that, with Fluttershy and Rarity showing up. Rarity presented her gift to Twilight. "Now then, this is a private gift for you and Spike...don't open it out here in public!" She smiled as she spoke. Twilight looked warily at the gift, then back up at the fashionista.

"Ooookay, Rarity. Whatever you say." She put the gift in a corner and tried not to think about it. Just as she was turning away, Spike came around the corner. When Rarity saw him, her jaw dropped, and she stood stock-still. Instead of the towering hulk she'd expected, he was now at her eye level and missing the overpowering pheromones he'd had before. Her confusion was quite evident, for Twilight asked, "Are you alright?"

After giving a furtive look at Fluttershy ( who had immediately read the room and had turned away to engage herself with Rainbow Dash ) Rarity sputtered, "But...but he's not like he was before! You said you...and he...I mean...what's going on?!"

Twilight and Spike exchanged a look, then they both stared at Rarity. "What exactly are you talking about?" asked Twilight.

Rarity blushed the deepest red she'd ever done, then dropped her voice to a whisper. "Didn't you tell me earlier in my shop you two were...a couple?"

"Rarity!" cried Twilight. "I never said that! Whatever gave you that impression?!"

Her voice got even lower, wishing she were anywhere else. "You...you said that you...and he...slept together..."

Twilight smiled. "We did! And it was the best sleep I've had in weeks! But I don't see---" she was interrupted by Spike taking her aside and whispering in her ear. Her eyes grew wide as he was speaking, then she turned back to Rarity with an even redder face. "Sweet Celestia, I had NO idea! I'm so, SO sorry Rarity! That's not what I meant at all!"

Rarity breathed a huge sigh of relief and had to sit down. "Perfectly understandable, darling! I'm just glad we were able to straighten all that out!" They all had a good laugh about it and moved on to the rest of the party.

They were all so relieved they completely forgot about Rarity's gift.

The last to arrive were the Apples: Applejack, Apple Bloom, Big Mac, and Alex. Mac was carrying a huge barrel of first-draft cider over his shoulder, and they weren't alone. The sight and smell of the cider had attracted a number of other, uninvited citizens of Ponyville to the party, and a few of these cautiously peeked their heads into the door. "Is...somepony having a party?" one asked.

Twilight looked up and saw them, frowned, and began with, "I'm sorry, but this is a special party I'm throwing for Spike, and I don't want---" but that was as far as she got before he gently interrupted her.

"It's okay, Twilight...I don't mind." He turned to the party crashers. "Come on in, you're all welcome!"

The herd of about ten or so ponies entered and looked around. Some made their way over to the refreshments, while others started chatting with Pinkie, the Apples, Rarity, and the other ponies. Even though they'd seen the Human arrive with Applejack and her family, after a few minutes it was painfully obvious they were making it a point to avoid him, a point that wasn't lost on Twilight, who had been watching them all closely. She frowned again and was about to speak, but she was once again stopped by Spike, who had seen the look on her face. He drew her aside. "Twilight, we can't change ponies' minds. They'll eventually get used to him. You'll see!"

Twilight looked at him for a moment, then smiled. "I told Alex you weren't mad at him, but I have to admit I'm actually surprised at your attitude. You mean you really don't blame him?"

Spike shrugged. "It was an accident. He can't help his effect on you mares, just like he didn't know what his effect would be on me. So long as I don't touch him again, we're cool."

Twilight stared at him with glowing eyes, then gave him a warm hug. "You truly have grown, Spike!" She raised her voice to address the room at large. "Now that everypony is here, let's get this party started!"

So for the next few hours, they all played games, danced, ate, drank TONS of cider, and generally had a good time. All but Apple Bloom. Put simply, she was bored out of her mind. Even though some of the other ponies had brought their kids with them, they also had instilled their "standoffish" attitude towards the Human in them, so like their parents, they didn't talk to him, even though some of them had been present during the "boulder" incident. Apple Bloom thought this all extremely unfair, and as a result, kept to herself once she noticed their attitudes. On the one hoof, she was glad she didn't have to compete with the other children for Alex's attention, but on the other, she didn't like her friend being slighted in any way.

If Alex noticed the way he was being treated, he gave no indication. He took part in all the games he could, mingled with his friends, had his fill of the cider. It was only when he'd grabbed a slice of cake ( he had yet to notice the ham sandwiches ) that he looked over and saw Apple Bloom practically nodding off in a corner by herself. He went over and sat cross-legged on the floor next to her. He looked down at her and smiled, then said, "You know, this cake is pretty good!" He set it down and continued. "BUT! I've heard of something...far sweeter...much more...moist and tender..." He began to drool as he stared at her. Her eyes grew wide as she slowly looked up at him. He grinned a wicked grin, wiped his mouth, and said, "I believe I shall partake of...young filly!"

She got slowly to her hooves and backed away, a smile beginning to form on her face. "You...you wouldn't!"

He held up his hands and waggled his fingers menacingly. "Oh, yes I would!"

She screamed and bolted for freedom, but he was too fast for her! "Gotcha!"

She flailed her limbs as she shrieked and giggled. "No! No! Don't eat me! Ah taste terrible!"

He threw back his head and laughed an evil laugh of triumph. "We shall soon find out!" Eyes as big as dinner plates, she craned her neck to look at him and see what he was doing as she squealed and struggled in a vain attempt to escape. Pausing only to lick his lips and to savor his helpless prey's predicament, he brought her slowly to his mouth. "And now...I FEAST!" He began to lightly nibble on her back as she continued to scream and laugh.

"Ahh! Ahh! Ahh! That tickles!"

"Ohm nom nom! Delicious filly! Must have more!"

By now the other children had seen what was going on and were jumping up and down with excitement. But one of the parents had the exact opposite reaction. A mare dropped her drink, yelled, "He's biting that filly!" and began to rush over, but was stopped by a hoof on her shoulder. It was Applejack.

"Calm down, he's just playin' with her."

The mare rounded on Applejack. "How do you know?! He's so big, he might hurt her!"

Applejack took a sip of her cider. "That's mah sister, and Alex is mah friend. Ah trust him, an' if'n you just give him a chance, you'd trust him too."

Meanwhile, Apple Bloom had reached her limit. "Stop! Stop! Ah'm gonna pee if ya don't stop!!" With one more nibble, he set her down on his lap, where she gasped and struggled to catch her breath from her ticklish ordeal.

Alex looked down at her and patted his stomach. "A fine, fine meal!" This sent her into another fit of giggles as he laid a warm hand on her side. She snuggled his hand like a blanket as her laughter tapered off, then she closed her eyes, sighed, and fell promptly asleep, completely worn out.

One child broke free from his parents and rushed up to Alex's side. "Betcha can't catch me!" he cried, but Alex gently shook his head and laid a finger to his lips. The colt's father quickly came up and scooted his son away, with an apologetic look to the Human. "Aww, dad..." the colt said but allowed himself to be led away.

After a while, Big Mac approached the two. He took a moment to smile warmly down at his peacefully sleeping little sister, then he said, "Ah think this one's all tuckered out. It's time me and her got home." Carefully, Alex lifted her onto his back, then Mac gave the Human a hoof bump. "See you later, Alex."

He smiled. "Right back atcha, Big M!"

As he was walking away, Apple Bloom mumbled, "Where...where we goin'? Ah...wanna stay...wif...Alex...zzzzzz.."

Mac smiled. "Time fer bed, sweetie. You'll see him tommorerr."

Just as they reached the door, Apple Bloom lifted a feeble hoof and said, "...g'night, Alex...zzzz..." Then they both were gone. Other parents soon followed suit, bustling their little ones home for bed. They stopped long enough to thank their hosts for the party, and some even allowed their children to run up to Alex and say good night to him.

With the exception of the mare that had been alarmed at his "biting." Despite Applejack's reassurances, the alien was simply too big and scary for her to drop her guard.

Yet.

Just about everypony at the party had watched Alex's antics with Apple Bloom, but none had watched more intently than Fluttershy. She'd kept an eye on him during the entire party, making it a point to never get within a few feet of him, nor speak, preferring as always to bide her time.

But seeing his silly behavior, with no regard for his own dignity, his only obvious concern was to make a child laugh, had touched her deeply. She politely broke off her conversation with Dash, then slowly approached him. "Hi..." she quietly said as she stopped in front of him and sat down.

Alex raised an eyebrow. "Umm...hello. You're...Fluttershy, right?" She nodded, keeping her face mostly hidden behind her mane.

"I was just wondering...can I get you anything?"

Alex looked at her for a moment, then said, "Well, there's two things you can do for me, actually."

She gazed up at him with one eye. "What's that?"

He smiled. "You can move that mane so I can see your pretty face."

She hesitated, then took a hoof and moved her mane around her head until her face was completely uncovered. She closed her eyes, lifted her chin, and sighed as her face was exposed, then opened them and looked him in the eyes. "Better?"

He nodded and grinned. "Very much better! You're absolutely gorgeous!"

"Th...thank you." Her eyes grew sultry. "And...what's the second thing?"

He leaned forward, frowned, and growled in a low voice, "You can tell me why you suddenly have the fucking nerve to talk to me after practically ignoring me for all these months, bitch." He smiled again. "That's all; real simple."

She stared back at him, her eyes never leaving his. Without blushing, she whispered back, "I had my reasons. But seeing how funny and cute you were with Apple Bloom, which is something stallions who aren't dads just don't do, and hearing about how you've been treating other ponies "for all these months" made me want to talk to you." She leaned forward until their noses were practically touching, and added through clenched teeth, "Does that answer your question, you big pile of shit?"

They glared daggers at each other, chests heaving with rage. Alex leaned forward and closed the distance between them until their noses were smooshed together and hissed, "Bitch."

She matched his intensity. "Bastard."

"Whore."

Their lips were less than an inch apart, so close they were breathing into each other. "Fucker," she snarled.

"Cunt!"

"Prick!"

"Wanna go out?"

"I'd love to!"

He grabbed her by the head and began passionately kissing her, which she eagerly returned. Other ponies had been nervously watching the exchange, and when they started kissing some breathed a sigh of relief, while others turned away, embarrassed by the PDA. Applejack took it upon herself to slide up to them and whisper, "Not here, you two! Rein it in!" They broke off and looked around, then they both blushed and offered the watching crowd a sheepish smile.

From that moment, she didn't leave his side except to serve him. Every time his mug was empty, she leaped up to refill it for him. When he wanted something else to eat, she fell over herself to get it. A few of the unmarried mares ( and a couple of the married ones! ) had also been impressed by Alex's antics with Apple Bloom and wandered over to talk to him for the first time, but a single glare from Fluttershy each time put paid to that notion.

As one of the last mares was walking away, Fluttershy snuggled herself close to him and said, "Why don't you tell me a bit about yourself? I've heard a few things, but I'd like to hear from you."

Alex took a sip from his mug and said, "What would you like to know?"

She shrugged. "How was life on your planet, what are the animals like, can I suck your cock, what can you tell me about your family?" Alex choked on his cider and had to pound himself in the chest a few times to clear his throat. Fluttershy sat up in alarm. "Are you okay?"

It took him a few moments to get ahold of himself. "Yeah...(cough!) yeah, I'm fine. What...what was that again?"

She smiled. "Oh, that! I was really wondering what you could tell me about your world and your family? It must be very interesting!"

Alex looked long and hard at her, but she just smiled innocently up at him. "Umm...yeah, well my family is originally from a country on Earth called Germany. I even have relatives from a neighboring country called Transylvania."

Fluttershy's eyes grew big. "Oooo...that sounds exotic! We have a continent here on Equus called Germane, but nothing like that..."Trans...Transill"...what did you call it?"

"Transylvania. It's a very old country, steeped in legends." He smiled. "I had a great-great-grandmother who supposedly worked with a mad scientist who was infamous for creating monsters. But she was quite the character!"

"Really? What was her name?"

Alex gave it some thought. "It's been a while since I thought of her...I know her title was Frau...let me think." His brow furrowed for a moment, then his face brightened. "Now I remember! Her name was Frau Blücher!"

Immediately every pony in the room stood up on their hind legs, pawed the air with their front ones, and neighed at the top of their lungs! Alex jumped to his feet and looked around, while Spike came running into the room.

"What just happened?! he cried.

Alex looked frantically around at the ponies. Every single one of them looked slightly stunned and bewildered. "It doesn't make any sense!" said Alex. "I was just talking to Fluttershy about my family back on Earth, and they all reacted when I said my great-great grandmother's name!"

"What's her name?"

"Frau Blücher!"

They all did it again, rearing up and neighing! "Dude!" yelled Spike. "Don't say that name again!"

Alex nodded, then he and Spike went around to all their friends, offering what help they could. Twilight was one of the first to recover. "What happened?"

Alex blushed. "You all had an adverse reaction to a name I mentioned. I don't know anything else about it."

Twilight shook her head and looked around, then stared up at him. "What was the name?"

He inhaled sharply, then said, "I better not say it again. The effect seems to be involuntary, which none of you ponies have any control over it."

She looked around again. Everypony seemed to have recovered and looked no worse for wear. Indeed, some were already laughing, and going back to whatever they were doing before the "event," so she saw no further need to dwell on it. Some, however, had had quite enough, thank you, and quickly left, a few without bothering to say good night. It was one more item of gossip about the alien that simply couldn't wait. Soon, there was only Twilight's inner circle, and one or two ( still determined ) single mares.

She turned back to the Human. "I suppose we can chalk this up to one more odd thing about you, Alex. I'll need to write a full report to Celestia later, but it looks like no real harm was done." Still, the scientist within her was aroused, and she made mental notes to get to the bottom of what had occurred, despite its benign appearance. This would include spending some intimate time alone with Alex, the prospect of which made her smile for entirely different reasons. "Come to my lab tomorrow, won't you? I need to make extensive notes and document everything I can about what happened, so I can make a detailed report." She couldn't help giving a brief glance at his crotch as she spoke, a glance he didn't miss. He smiled down at her.

"Sure, Twilight. I'd love to help you with your..."research"...any time..." It had been a while since he'd had a chance to pound that librarian booty, and while Pinkie and Rarity's oral skills were better they both didn't match her enthusiasm. He was looking forward to "helping" her indeed!

Meanwhile, Fluttershy had come to herself and had brought him something new to eat. He stared down at the plate, then sat on the floor and took it from her. "What is this? Meat? Ham sandwiches? I thought you ponies didn't eat meat? Where did you get this?"

She indicated the refreshment tables. "It was on one of the back tables. Pinkie sometimes includes some sort of meat dish for the ponies she knows well, as not all of us like it. Give it a try!"

Alex grinned. "This is gonna be great! I've been craving meat since I got here!"

Fluttershy gave a not-so-subtle glance at his crotch and muttered, "I know what you mean..."

He stopped just before he took a bite. "What was that?"

She smiled up at him. "Nothing!"

Alex shrugged, then took a healthy bite of the sandwich.

The effect was almost immediate.

His hands started tingling as soon as he'd chewed and swallowed, so he put down what was left of it and stared at them. "That's funny..." he began. "My hands feel strange...what was in that...Fluttershy?" He looked over at her, only to see she was deep in the throes of an intense orgasm, even though he hadn't touched her.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! More! Goddess, MORE!!" She arched her back and screamed, causing the other ponies to rush over.

"Fluttershy!" yelled Applejack. "Whut in tarnation are you...oh mah GAWDS!" she screamed as she came in range. She snapped her back legs together as her pussy convulsed, spasmed, and squirted. She fell on her side and tried to ride it out, but the waves were too powerful! Over and over she was hit until Alex realized he was somehow responsible and backed away. When the others came in to see what was wrong, Alex held up his hands.

"Stay back, you all! Something's happened with my hands! The effect I had before has been amplified, now it's radiating outwards!"

Twilight looked from him to the still writhing mares and back to him and cried, "What exactly happened?!"

Alex pointed to the plate. "I had a bite of that! I never had meat while in Equestria before, it did something to me!"

Quickly, Twilight sized up the situation. "It seems to have a limited range, as none of us over here are affected. Go home, Alex; we'll figure this all out later!" Alex nodded and edged around the room towards the door, keeping as much distance as he could from the other mares.

He'd almost made it before a certain rainbow-maned pegasus yelled, "Not so fast, buddy!" and leaped forward, grabbing one of his hands.

It was like grabbing a live wire.

Her eyes rolled up in her head and her tongue lolled out as she was hit again and again. She could only babble incoherently as her pussy was rocked with wave after intense wave of pleasure. She kicked and spasmed with a dopey grin on her face as she let him go and fell to the floor, still convulsing and cumming.

And she wasn't alone.

One of the other single mares, who had had her advances thwarted by Fluttershy, followed Rainbow's example. She yelled, "YOLO!!" and rushed him. She didn't make it as far as to grab his hands but was overcome with orgasm as soon as she got in range. "It's true! It's true!" she screamed as she fell to the floor and grabbed her own pussy. She arched her back and screamed while her lady parts spasmed and squirted over and over.

"Alex, get out of here!" yelled Twilight.

Her yell shook him from his stunned stance, so he turned, threw the door open, and ran. A few moments after he was gone, the mares began to one by one slowly recover, starting with Fluttershy, the first affected. The rest turned to them, helping them up. Spike quickly made tea, and soon they all had a calming cup in their hooves.

But one of the mares didn't wait that long. Once Alex left, and she got control of herself, she took her time, then slipped out unnoticed, determined to reach his home before he did. Nopony knew Ponyville better than she did, and she knew all the ways to get somewhere undetected if one wished.

There was only one thought in her mind. Those orgasms had been the best she'd had in her life, and he hadn't even touched her. What would it be like when he pounded her with that massive dick she'd heard her friends say he had? She almost stopped running at this thought, for it made her back legs go weak. Then she gained control of herself and kept moving.

Only one way to find out.

Author's Note

For those of you too young to remember, here's the clip from Young Frankenstein that explains the "Blücher Event" joke.