Estrus among us

The first thing Twilight did was to unlock the door to the lab. She felt a great affection towards the human, something she hadn't felt before their little..." experiment." Even so, she considered it best to keep their newfound relationship a secret, something she thought she should express to Alex. She cleared her throat and faced him.

"Alex, I feel very close to you now. What we did...it's not something I do very often. Being a Princess, I have to choose my partners very carefully and discretely, so I hope you understand if I ask you to keep this between us?"

Alex smirked. "So, you don't want everyone to know how good you suck cock?"

"Alex!" she blushed. "That's just what I'm talking about! Boundaries!" Even so, she dropped her gaze and smiled at the compliment. She'd never thought of herself as being very attractive to males; that thought was reserved to divas like Rarity, or even Fluttershy. His cum was a warm weight she could still feel in her stomach, and the thought that it was she that had accomplished this, despite being known as a 'bookworm' to her friends, only made her blush harder.

He smiled down at the blushing pony and said, "Don't worry, Princess. Your secret is safe with me."

She looked up at him and whispered, "Call me Twilight..."

Alex knelt on one knee and stroked her mane. "Alright...Twilight..." He began to lean down for a kiss, which she closed her eyes and started to meet when suddenly there was a noise from the top to the stairs.

"Hey, Twilight! You down there?" It was Rainbow Dash.

The two broke hastily apart and Twilight stammered, "Y...Yes, Rainbow! Come on down!"

Dash came down the stairs followed by a visibly annoyed Rarity, who clearly did not want to be there. Fortunately for both Twilight and Alex the smell of sex was covered by the smell of the machines overheating, so the other two ponies were none the wiser. Still, Rarity did pause for a moment, taking a steady breath when she got close to Twilight, but then she smiled and shook her head. It must be her imagination!

"Well, I'm here, Twilight. Shall we get this over with?"

Just as Twilight was about to answer, Rainbow interrupted and said, "Wait, Twilight! I brought that device you asked me for!" Never taking her eyes off the human, she produced from under her wing the prop she'd had Ratchet make for her: a twelve-inch metal rod, with wires protruding from the end. Rainbow smirked as she flipped a switch on the side, and it began pulsating and pistoning in and out. Bzzzz! PHUT-phut! Bzzzz! PHUT-phut! Alex's pupils shrank to pinpricks as he backed into a corner.

"Gahhhh! What is that?! It's a PROBE!!" He placed both hands over his butt and put as much distance as he could from them.

"Rainbow! How could you?!" yelled Twilight. But Rainbow was on the floor, holding her stomach and howling with laughter. Twilight turned to Alex and tried to apologize. "Alex, I assure you, I had nothing to do with this!"

He stared at her, then at the still hysterical pegasus, then he smiled as he walked forward. "I get it. Very funny, Rainbow."

A full minute passed before Dash was able to catch her breath. "Oh, oh man! You should have seen your face!" She got back to her hooves and wiped her eyes, still chuckling. She then picked up the device and switched it off, but not without one more amused glance up at the human. Alex looked down at her, deadpan.

"Of course you realize, this means war."

Rainbow's cocky grin never left her face. "Oh yeah? Well, I'm the Prank Queen of Ponyville, buddy! Hit me with your best shot!"

Alex slowly brought his hands together and cracked his knuckles. "You'll never see me coming..."

Before Rainbow could retort further Rarity said, "Please! Can we finish with this business?! I assure you all I have better things to do!"

"Yes, yes, of course!" Twilight hastily said. She levitated some electronic leads over to the impatient unicorn and attached them to her horn, then connected them to one of her undamaged machines. She then reconnected Alex to the same machine, got her pad and pencil, then said, "Alright, Rarity. Try to move him with your magic."

Rarity's heart began beating rapidly as she looked up at the human, who returned her gaze. She swallowed, closed her eyes, then concentrated her magic and tried to move one of his hands. A connection was made between them, and a warmth spread throughout her body. Rarity gasped, then started breathing heavily. Then she took a small step forward.

"Rarity? Are you okay?" asked Twilight.

In a daze, she whispered, "Must...have...more..." She closed the distance and placed one hoof on his hand. The warmth became a fire, and she moaned, "Stop...me...Twilight! I can't...help...myself..."

Twilight quickly fired up her magic and picked her up and away from Alex, breaking the connection. Rarity tore the electronic lead off her horn and threw it down. She grit her teeth as she glared first at Twilight, then at the human.

"Keep. Him. AWAY FROM ME!" she shouted, then turned and ran up the stairs and out.

"Rarity! I'm sorry!" Twilight cried, but it was too late. She was gone.

"What kind of freak are you?" asked Rainbow.

"It's not his fault, Rainbow! He can't help his effect on ponies!" said Twilight. Rainbow considered, then gave them both a smug look.

"Weak ponies, maybe. That stuff would never work on me!"

Before anyone else could reply Spike came running down the stairs, smoke smoldering from his nostrils. "Rarity just ran past me crying! Who upset her?!" He pointed a shaking claw at Alex. "Was it him?!"

"Please calm down, Spike!" said Twilight. "It wasn't his fault, it was an experiment gone wrong. If anypony is to blame, it's me."

Spike still didn't look entirely convinced, but the tension left his shoulders as he said, "Alright, Twilight. I should probably go talk to her." Twilight shook her head.

"No, Spike...I say we give her some time...she'll come around."

"I hope you're right," he sighed.

Twilight gave him a hug, then she rounded on Rainbow. "Now then, what was that you were saying about "weak" ponies?"

Rainbow shrugged. "No offense, Twilight, but you and Rarity aren't athletes. You haven't disciplined your bodies to take punishment like I have. Again, no offense."

Twilight stood back and raised an eyebrow. "Well, there's only one way to find out." She turned to the human. "Alex?"

Alex smiled deviously, held out his arms, and flexed his fingers as he slowly closed the distance between him and Rainbow. "This is gonna be sweet..." he whispered.

Rainbow bit her bottom lip as she watched him approach, her eyes the size of dinner plates, and she had just enough time to think, "Oh CRAP!" before he grabbed her...

Rarity didn't stop running until she'd made it to her home. Once there, she locked the door behind her, ran up to her bedroom, locked that door, then threw herself down on her bed, crying all the while. She eventually cried herself to sleep. When she awoke, it was full night. She first went to her vanity table to access the damage to her makeup. It was horrendous. She then dragged herself into her bathroom and drew a hot bath, then eased herself into it. The water was calming, as she'd hoped it would be.

But not calming enough.

She couldn't get that wretched creature out of her mind! What could she do? Every time she closed her eyes, all she could see were his...hands. No!! She considered him vulgar! And she considered herself a lady, and though she'd certainly had her fair share of paramours, they'd always been picked by her, and they'd always been normal, handsome stallions! Not alien FREAKS! But she couldn't deny, no matter how hard she tried, how it would feel if he...touched her with those hands... Damn him! DAMN HIM! How could he DO this to me?! She started beating the water and screaming.

After a time, she regained control of herself and tried to make sense of her situation. Twilight had mentioned the effect he had on ponies was involuntary, so...it really wasn't his fault? Besides his horrible table manners, she really didn't know much about him, having spent as little time as possible around him. She did know he was lost, and he wasn't here through any fault of his own if his story was to be believed.

Then, not without hesitation, she considered her own behavior towards him. She'd been downright rude, something she never was, even towards the most difficult customer, and she didn't know why. There was something about him that just irked her. And that simply wasn't her nature. She'd had minotaurs and gryphons and donkeys and other denizens of Equestria grace her shop, and none of them had ever aroused the same feelings she had towards...what was his name? Alex, that was it.

The water had gone cold, so she got herself out of the tub and dried herself off, filled with a new resolution. Maybe they'd never be friends, but at the very least she could be nice to him from now on. And she'd start by making him some new outfits. It hadn't escaped her that every time she'd seen him, he'd been wearing the same clothes. She supposed they must get absolutely filthy after so long if he had nothing else to wear. That settled it! Tomorrow, she'd find him, apologize, and offer to make him some clothes.

It was as if a weight had been suddenly lifted off her chest, and her sleep that night was peaceful.

As it turned out, she wasn't able to talk to him the next day, nor the one after that. She simply couldn't summon the nerve to face him. So, she did the only other thing she could think of: talk to somepony who knew about his kind. Her hooves led her straight to Bon-Bon's Confectionery Shoppe, where she knew she would find Lyra. The little bell over the door tinkled as she entered, and the smell of caramels, nougats, peppermints, and chocolates filled the air. Bon-Bon looked up from the register.

"Why, Rarity! I never see you in here! What brings you by?"

Rarity looked down at her hooves and blushed slightly as she said, "I need to speak to Lyra. It...it's important."

Immediately, Bon-Bon's demeanor changed. "This is about that...that...human, isn't it?"

Rarity couldn't look at her, so she just nodded. "I...I know it's a source of tension between you two, but I need answers." She forced her eyes up to meet hers. "He did something to me the last time I was with him, and I need to know what to do about it."

Bon-Bon's brow furrowed, and she answered with concern, "What did he do?"

Rarity struggled to find the words. At last, she said, "Twilight says it's involuntary on his part, but when ponies get too close to him, or if he...touches them...we get...aroused..." She said this last word so low Bon-Bon almost couldn't hear it.

The Earth pony watched her quietly for a time, then said, "Just a moment." She went to the front of the shop and flipped the sign from 'open' to 'closed,' locked the door, and said, "Follow me." She led her to the back of the shop, through the workplace kitchen, then up the stairs to the apartment she shared with Lyra.

Lyra was out on the balcony overlooking the street, softly playing her harp when she heard the two approach. She smiled and set down her instrument. "Hello, Rarity! You almost never come to visit. What's the occasion?"

Before Rarity could answer, Bon-Bon reluctantly said, "She needs to talk to you about the human."

Lyra's ears folded back. "I...thought you didn't want me doing that anymore, at least while he's here."

Now it was Bon-Bon's turn to look embarrassed. "It was wrong of me to impose that on you, Lyra. I love you, and if this is your passion, you should pursue it. Besides, Rarity needs your help. Please, do what you can." She then turned and left them alone.

Lyra watched her go, then sighed and addressed Rarity. "So, how can I help?"

Rarity looked at her with a pained expression. "Please tell me all you can about humans. I can't get this one out of my mind."

Lyra nodded and said, "That can happen sometimes. Come with me." She led her out of the room and into another, where she flipped on the single bulb hanging from the ceiling, revealing charts and diagrams lining the walls. There were books and papers scattered all about as well. Lyra went up to one of the charts that showed an anatomically correct drawing of a human, with emphasis on the hands. She turned to Rarity.

"Now, this is important: does he have four, five, or six digits?"

Rarity drew a blank. "I...I didn't notice. I was too busy trying to get away from him." Her brow furrowed. "What's the difference?"

Lyra turned to her chart and caressed it. "In theory, the four-digit humans are more susceptible to Equestrian magic and pose less of a threat. The six-digit ones tend to be more hostile, and therefore less easy to control. The five-digit humans are a complete anomaly, and have different manifestations of magic every time they show up." She sighed. "But they're all beautiful, aren't they?"

Rarity said nothing. It was beginning to be clear to her she'd come to the wrong pony, for this one was too enamored of the human to see her situation as a problem. But then Lyra surprised her by asking, "You're here about his 'erotic touch,' aren't you?"

Rarity gasped and looked sharply up at her. "How did you know?!"

Lyra smiled and looked back at her chart. "This isn't the first time I've heard of this happening." She turned her too-knowing gaze back on the white unicorn. "And you have the look of somepony that has experienced it." Lyra's eyes softened with her next question. "Does he force himself on anypony?"

Rarity shook her head. "No, he doesn't so far as I know. He just works with Applejack and her family all day. He hardly ever comes into town."

Lyra smiled warmly. "Then he's one of the good ones. Imagine if a stallion like, oh, I don't know, Caramel, had the power to make mares aroused with a mere touch?"

Rarity shuddered at the thought. Caramel was well known among the mares of Ponyville, who quite clearly considered himself to be Celestia's gift to the female population. If he could do what the human could do, he'd have a mind-controlled harem by day's end. That made her feel much better about Alex.

"I guess he is exhibiting self-control and respect. That's good to know! Thank you, Lyra. You've been a great help!"

Alex stopped and wiped his brow. They almost had this entire section of the orchard done, and they'd been working for hours. Just a few more trees and they could call it a day! He was looking forward to tonight's dinner, for the Apples set a mighty fine table, even if there wasn't any meat. What there was to eat, there was plenty, so he had no complaints in that regard. Now if he could just get the mares to quit staring at him like he was some kind of freak. Applejack was good for chasing off the more persistent ones, but they kept coming around. He looked up. There was another one, talking to Applejack.

Then he did a double-take. He recognized this one. It was that white unicorn that had run off crying a few days ago. What did she want? Hopefully, it had nothing to do with him, so he turned his back and went back to work. He'd been at it for several minutes when he heard someone softly call his name. He looked over his shoulder. Sure enough, it was that same unicorn that had been avoiding him ever since he'd gotten here. He searched his memory for her name, but he couldn't recall. He set the basket of apples he was carrying down and turned to face her.

"Yes?" He remained at his full height, giving her no indication he wanted this to be a long conversation. She seemed to be struggling with herself and looked anywhere but him. After almost a minute, he snorted, said, "I don't have time for this," and went to pick up his basket.

"Wait!" she yelled. He turned back around. She looked him full in the face and said, "I'm sorry!"

Alex frowned at her. "Sorry for what, exactly?"

Rarity bowed her head. "Sorry for the way I've been treating you. Sorry for yelling and screaming. Sorry for blaming you for something over which you have no control." She looked back up at him, and there were tears in her eyes. "Please forgive me."

Alex looked down at her, took a deep breath, and said, "No."

Rarity's eyes grew wide. "Wha...what?"

"No."

"But...but...you can't...I mean...you...'NO'?!" she spluttered.

Alex smirked. "You heard me. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to get back to work." Rarity stared at him in shock as he picked up his basket and began to walk away. She felt such a mixture of emotions she couldn't sort them all out. Just as he was about to leave, he turned, smiled, and said, "Just kidding."

Rarity's eyes grew even wider, then she exploded, launching herself at him and striking him with her hooves everywhere she could reach! Every time she made contact, warmth flooded through her, but she was too angry to succumb to it. "Why you brutish, unsavory, lout!" It didn't help that the human was laughing the entire time, fending off her feeble attacks with ease as he'd dropped the basket down the moment of her first lunge. He grabbed both her forehooves and pinned her to the ground on her back, then immobilized her back hooves with one of his legs, but she still had some fight in her. "Let me go or I'll bite you! I mean it!"

Alex was still laughing, but managed to say, "I'll let you go as soon as you calm down!"

The warmth of his contact with her hooves was starting to get through to her, but she fought it off. She turned her head and tried to bite one of his wrists, but he moved it out of the way, so she tried to bite the other. "I'll grab your horn!" he warned. She lay stock still and stared up at him with a shocked expression.

"You. Wouldn't. DARE!"

He smiled down at her as he looked her straight in the eyes. "Try me."

He wasn't bluffing! "Alright, alright, I surrender! Now, let me go!" She relaxed her body as best she could to show she was serious. After a few moments, he slowly released her and sat back, putting both hands up palms out to show he was backing off. She immediately got to her hooves and tossed her head, nose in the air, and turned her back on him. He smiled as he watched her. That ass was even better up close!

"What was your name again?"

She gasped and deigned to look over her shoulder at him. "You don't even know my name?!"

He shrugged. "Sorry, I must have forgotten."

"It's Rarity!"

"Well, Rarity, that is a pretty name. It suits you." She turned back around and looked into his eyes, trying to read him.

"You're still having fun with me, aren't you?" she said, scowling.

He put up his hands again. "No, I promise. I really do like your name."

She turned her head and went "Hmmph!" Alex shrugged again and got to his feet.

"Well, if that's all, I need to get back to work." He bent down and began picking up the apples he'd spilled during their little spat. Rarity watched him, then sighed.

"Let me help," she said as she used her magic to pick up all the apples at once and set them in the basket.

He picked it up and smiled down at her. "Thanks. That's a great help." He started to walk away again when she stopped him once more.

"Come to my shop tomorrow night. I want to make you some new clothes."

He looked at her. "You'd do that for me? Why?"

She drew herself up proudly. "Because it's my nature to be generous. Besides, I've already cleared it with Applejack."

He smiled. "It's a date, then."

She looked at him in shock. "No, it isn't! I'm just going to give you dinner, then make you some clothes! Strictly professional!"

Alex inclined his head. "Whatever you say. Eight o'clock tomorrow?"

She smiled. "That would be lovely."

Rarity was as nervous as a schoolfilly the entire time. She rushed about the kitchen, putting the finishing touches on the massive meal she'd prepared. Applejack had warned her the human loved to eat, so she hoped she'd made enough. She looked at the clock. She had ten minutes, so that was enough time to check her makeup and her mane. She didn't want him to think it was anything other than what it was: a professional favor, but still, she always tried to look her best.

She was still in front of her vanity when there was a knock on the door. She jumped up and ran down to it, took a moment to compose herself, then opened it with a flourish. "Come in! Come in, welcome!"

Alex stooped his head and entered, holding a bouquet of flowers. She smiled when she saw them. "You didn't have to do that. I told you, this isn't a date."

He smiled. "I know. I just thought it would be nice." She took the flowers in her hooves and gave them a huge sniff.

"Thank you, they're lovely." She turned and made for the stairs. "The living area and kitchen are upstairs. If you'll follow me?" He was a few steps behind her, and couldn't help but note the roundness of her rump as he walked. Once upstairs, she gestured to the couch. "Won't you sit down while I put these in water?"

He nodded. "Sure." Then he inhaled. "Hey, what smells so good?"

She smiled. "That would be dinner. It's almost ready, just give me a few more minutes." She left to find a vase while he sprawled himself on the couch. It of course being pony-sized, his knees were a bit higher than he liked, but after so many weeks of being in Equestria, he'd gotten used to it. He looked around. It was easy to tell a mare lived here. Everywhere he looked, he saw little feminine touches like doilies and laces. On the walls were portraits, and so he got up to look at them.

One was a portrait of an older couple. The stallion had a bushy mustache and was wearing what looked like a Hawaiian shirt, while the mare had her mane in a beehive. Both were smiling as they posed in front of some building. Another picture was of a filly, a unicorn like Rarity. Alex called out, "Is this your family?"

Rarity stuck her head around the corner and said, "Oh yes! That's my Mom Cookie and my Dad Hondo, and that's my little sister Sweetie Belle."

"They're nice." But his words belied his actual feelings at the time, for looking at the pictures made a wave of homesickness rush up inside him. He wondered what his parents and little brother were doing right now?

He was startled out of his thoughts by Rarity calling, "Dinner's ready!"

He made his way into the dining room and stopped. She'd really outdone herself! There was a veritable mountain of food in front of him, and she was still bringing in more! He sat down where she'd indicated and picked up his knife and fork. Once she sat herself across from him, he dug in with gusto. Rarity ate a bit more daintily, taking the time to cut up each piece and chew carefully, wiping her mouth after every bite. Though she abhorred his manners, it was quite the compliment to see a male enjoy her food.

She cleared her throat and tried to make light dinner conversation. "So, how are you--" but she got no further as he held up his hand to stop her, then continued to shovel it in. She sighed and took another sip of her wine.

After ten minutes steady going he finally came up for air and said, "Oh MAN that was good! I'm stuffed." Through the fog of his brain, he remembered she'd tried to ask him something earlier. "What were you saying before?"

"I was wondering, how are you liking living with the Apples?"

He had the grace to cover his mouth over a belch, then said, "It's fine. They were going to have me sleep in the barn for a few nights, but once they discovered I don't have any effect on fillies they let me stay in the guest bedroom."

Rarity raised her eyebrows. "Is that right? Fillies aren't affected?"

Alex shook his head. "Males neither. I accidentally grabbed Big Mac once when we were hauling apples, and nothing happened."

Rarity looked thoughtful, and said almost to herself, "So it only works on adult females..."

Alex nodded. "And I mean all females. Your friend Rainbow was no exception."

She looked at him sharply. "What do you mean?"

He smiled and said, "She basically dared me to have an effect on her if I touched her. Said something about 'only weak ponies were affected by me.' Said since you and Twilight weren't athletes, you were weaker in body."

Rarity leaned forward. "Did she? And then what happened?"

Alex chuckled. "Let's just say we found out Rainbow is both a screamer and a squirter."

Rarity laughed until the tears were streaming down her face, threatening to mar her makeup.

Alex smirked. "Funny, huh?"

Rarity slowly regained control of herself. "Oh, yes! I'm not letting her live that down for a while!" She patted her chest. "Ah, me!" He chuckled along with her, glad to see her laugh. After a moment she looked at his plate and said, "Are you finished?"

He leaned back and patted his stomach. "I couldn't eat another bite if you put a gun to my head!"

She raised her eyebrows. "A...what? Never mind, I'm sure it's an Earth thing. Shall we repair to my studio?"

He got up and followed her to the room she'd indicated. There, he saw swatches of fabrics, a sewing machine, a desk where he guessed she made sketches, and several mannequins. "Please stand there," she said, pointing to a spot in the middle of the room. She rummaged around in a drawer and came up with a pad and pencil, as well as a measuring tape. She put on a pair of red spectacles and walked up to him, then walked all around him, taking notes. When she tried to use her magic to measure him with the tape, it fizzled out.

"Oh, poo! I'm going to have to do this the Earth pony way." She walked up to him again. "You're too tall. Have a seat on the floor, if you would." He did so, sitting cross-legged. She stood on her hind legs behind him and tried to measure, but she couldn't get an accurate enough reading with the long-sleeve shirt he was wearing. "I'm going to need you to take that off."

He hesitated. "You sure?"

She nodded. "I need to get the best measurements. Please."

He shrugged. "Alright." He took off his shirt, exposing his muscles and bare chest. She walked up behind him again and began to take his measurements. Rarity's breath caught in her throat when she made contact with him, but she grit her teeth and fought through.

In an effort to take her mind off the sensations she was feeling she said, "I hope you're not offended, but I was expecting your clothes to be dirty. Filthy, even. What happened?"

He looked over his shoulder. "That's easy. Applejack has me strip and she washes my clothes every two days."

Rarity surprised herself by feeling a wave of jealousy. "So, Applejack gets to see you naked?"

He shook his head. "Nah. I get naked in my room and pass out my clothes, then stay in there until they're done."

"I see..." She continued to get his measurements, fighting down the exposure to contact with him.

She was doing okay until it came time to measure him from the front. "Stretch your arms out, please," she asked. She placed the tape from wrist to forearm, as far as she could reach, then from the forearm to underarm. When she got to his chest, she had to press up against him in an effort to connect the tape, and their cheeks brushed up against each other. She could feel his heartbeat against hers, two rhythms pounding close to one another, and for a moment she was lost. The warmth inside her was slowly heating into a furnace, and she didn't know how much more she could take.

She cleared her throat and placed both hooves on either side of his neck, so they were looking each other in the eyes. "I...need to measure your neck," she whispered. Her lips were close to his.

"Alright..."

She leaned forward again, wrapping the tape around him. Her warm breath wafted over him, and it took every ounce of willpower she possessed not to gently nibble on his ear or plant a sweet kiss where it was most needed. She didn't get the measurement.

Now came the part she was dreading. She needed to measure his waist and his legs, and she couldn't do that with the baggy jeans he was wearing. "I...I need you to stand?" He did so, then waited. She swallowed, then whispered, "Now, please take off those jeans..." He watched her for a moment, then stepped out his sneakers one by one, then undid his fly. Her eyes were glued to him the entire time. He put his thumbs in his waistband and pulled, dropping his jeans down to his ankles, then stepping out of them, leaving only his tidy whiteys between his manhood and the blushing mare.

She could see his bulge straining through the thin fabric, and she felt herself go wet. She was having a hard time keeping her tail down as well, and she felt herself wink. But she had a job to do.

Starting with his ankles, she wrapped the tape around them and wrote down the readings. She then measured from instep to knee, taking as much time as she could. Then from knee to outer hip. By the time she came back around to his front, he was at full mast, practically tearing through his underwear. And she still had to measure from his knee to his inner thigh and crotch.

"S...spread your legs, please." He did so, but it wasn't enough. "Wider." He complied, and she sat down between them and placed one end of the tape on his knee, and stretched the other end up to his crotch. Her hoof gently pressed against his testicle, a warm weight she was sure she could feel churning with cum. Her face was right in front of his cock, and her hot breath wafted across it. She looked up at him over it with a half-lidded stare.

"What a monster you have here..." she whispered. A moment passed as she removed her glasses. Then she looked back up at him and kissed it, leaving a red lipstick stain on his underwear. She smiled. "We can't have Applejack seeing that. Take those off." That was all Alex needed to hear! He ripped them down and grabbed for her, but she danced back out of the way and ran laughing out of the room, he in hot pursuit! She ran straight to her bedroom and fell across the bed and arched her back, flipping her tail out of the way. She felt him grab her by both cheeks and line himself up, and she grit her teeth, knowing she was about to be roughly violated.

She didn't have to wait long.

With a mighty cry, he thrust forward, hilting himself into her hot, wet pussy to the balls, pulled back, then thrust forward again...and again...and again! He buried his hands in her soft, round ass, one he had been dreaming about and was finally his! Rarity's screams filled the room and her eyes rolled up in her head at the pounding she was receiving. It was ten times better than she'd hoped!

Now Alex flipped her over on her back and held her down by her forehooves as he rammed her into the mattress. Her nipples were diamond hard and the bulge of his cock could be seen in her stomach pistoning in and out as she looked down in amazement. She spread her back legs even further and yelped each time he thrust. Then, he brought his head down and bit her neck. She arched her back and screamed as her first orgasm hit her. She gushed marecum all over his crotch, and its scent filled the room. He let go of her neck and clamped his mouth around hers, their tongues wrestling with each other.

Then he picked her up again, and turned her onto her face, and held her down. Rarity, delighted at being manhandled so, came again, this time even harder. She bounced up and down on the mattress and her ass rippled and shook with each of his powerful thrusts. He growled and grabbed a handful of her mane with one hand and pulled, causing her head to be forced towards the ceiling. Her tongue lolled out at the mixture of pain and pleasure as he continued to pump her tight pussy with his monster cock again and again. Her front hooves scrabbled for purchase and drool fell from her lips as she moaned and her mind began to go blank from the intense fucking. But still, he showed no sign of slowing down, as his grunts mixed with her whorish cries of lust. "Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!" she screamed. "More!!" The slap-slap-slap of their hips meeting echoed through the room, as Rarity was forced into yet another powerful orgasm. How much more could she take?!

As if in answer to her unspoken request, he yelled, "I'm cumming! Get ready!" 'Get ready?' What did he mean? Her answer came as he pulled out of her, then turned her around and pointed his dick at her luscious, wet lips. She looked up at him in horror.

"Wait! I'm a lady! I don't suck--" but she was cut off as he thrust himself inside her mouth. "Hrrk! Grrk! Hrrk...!" was all she could get out as he unleashed a veritable flood of cum into her mouth and down her throat. He held her by the horn as he thrust, and the combination of the intense pleasure flooding through her horn from his touch and his cock spurting cum down her throat made her eyes roll to the back of her head. She fought to keep her sanity as he pumped his cock in and out of her throat, her pussy seizing and convulsing and squirting with wave after wave of orgasms as she swallowed again and again and again.

Finally, he sighed and released her, letting his now satisfied cock fall out of her mouth, leaving a trail of cum that still connected him to her ruby red lips. He lay down on the bed, exhausted. Rarity shook her head to clear it, then sat up and looked down at him, thinking. She took the trail of cum in her hoof and stared at it, then closed her eyes and lapped it up. She shuddered at the mini-climax that simple action caused within her, then after a moment lay herself across his chest. He lazily stroked her mane with one hand as she lay there.

"You treated me like a cocksucker..." she said to him.

He was silent for a while, then he said, "You are a cocksucker."

She hugged him tightly and answered low, "Yes I am..."

Fluttershy watched the Human go into Rarity's house, and not come out. She smiled.

Soon...