Never Trust Anon

by LilSlipsy

Rating: mature
Tags: Anon, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Porn, Cutie Mark Crusaders, Random, Sex, Human
Length: 1875

Anon gets roped up in another one of the CMC’s schemes and tries to prove himself. But should they really trust him?

The CMC have a plan for Anon, and after getting roped up in one of their not so innocent schemes he would try to gain their trust. But, would he be able to prove himself?

Tags: Foalcon, F/M, Bondage, Dubious Consent, Pony on Human, Anon being a disappointment, Premature Ejaculation

Published 2021-06-13 01:40:01 UTC
Last updated 2021-06-13 01:40:01 UTC

Bad Anon

“Girls… girls… girls!”

Anon’s voice was getting more and more urgent as the pair of scissors slowly shredded away his clothing with each snip. “Girls, you really don’t have to do this!” His voice ended with a shiver as the last of his pants hit the floor, right beside the ribbons of his shirt. Reflexively he tried to cover himself, but the ropes binding him to the chair wouldn’t allow for such a thing.

“Anon, you know we can’t do that,” Scootaloo said, as the other two fillies – Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle – giggled mischievously.

“Yea! There is no way we’re letting you out now!” Apple Bloom said surprisingly clearly while holding the scissors in her mouth. “Not after all it took to finally get you here.” Her hoof slid between his thighs, brushing along his white boxers, close enough that it bumped along the bulge underneath.

His toes curled and legs pulled against his binds, but there was no stopping her from touching anything that she wanted. “B-but, you don’t need to tie me up… really!”

“We don’t trust you!” Sweetie squeaked out. “You’re going to sit there and not mess this up for any of us.”

“Really, I won’t! I swear I won’t go anywhere, just stay here and talk… like what we came here for! Just-“ The cool metal scissors touched against his thighs as they slipped between his boxers.

“Careful! Careful! Careful!”

“Anon, you need to relax!” Scootaloo shouted as a final snip cut his boxers free and they too ended up on the floor after a quick yank.

His eyes were shut, but he could feel them staring. “O-ok… you got what you wanted…”

“What we wanted?” Scootaloo said, practically holding back a chuckle.

Sweetie started to come around to the side, hopping up on her hind legs and sending a shiver down his spine as she touched his side. “We want a lot more than that. You’re the only one who we managed to convince and we’re not wasting this chance at all!”

“No, we’re only getting started,” Apple Bloom added as she got closer between his legs, mane stroking against his thighs until a warm set of lips grabbed at his half raised member.

“A-ahh~! H-hey now!” he objected, but it didn’t stop the filly’s soft slurps from raising his modest size to the full height it could reach. It twitched as Apple Bloom moved to lick along his shaft, while the other two stared intently.

“It’s… it’s kind of cute,” Sweetie practically whispered.

“H-hey!” he shouted with more than a hint of annoyance.

Apple Bloom gave one final slurp, sucking up the drool in her mouth and other liquids that he involuntarily made. He barely caught her smirk as she turned around, showing her literally dripping fillyhood to him and pressing it right up against his crotch. He could feel the heat radiating into him, seeping into his very core as she ground herself against him, squishing his hardened fellow against his belly.

“Y-you sure you want to do this? I mean… w-we don’t have to if you don’t want to!”

“Here, let me help!” Scootaloo blurted as her hoof tried to squish in to grab at him.

“I got it, Scootaloo!” Apple Bloom snapped back.

“Maybe if you’re going to take all night,” Sweetie said. “We want a turn too!”

Reluctantly, Apple Bloom leaned forward enough that, with the help of an excited pegasus, his tip poked inside of her. He could feel her warm folds hugging against him tightly, offering an enticing taste of what laid ahead.

“A-and…” Apple Bloom paused as she slid back and took all of him at once. “You’ll… get your turn. Just as soon as I get all of mine… this was my idea after all.” Her yellow flanks shifted for a few moments, keeping him in one spot to get accustomed to it before she slowly slid forward.

“You know if you wanted, I… I could help… a-ahh~! All you had to do was ask and… and I’m your guy!”

“O-once we’re done. Then we’ll let you go!” Apple Bloom said in a huff as she rocked back.

It wasn’t fast, and not even particularly rhythmic, more like a rocking horse that was off balance and going to fall on its face if it went too far in one direction. But it was still enough to have Anon’s legs shaking, the pleasure flowing through being just a taste, but not nearly enough. He tried moving his hips as best as he could, but neither of them really noticed any difference.

“Ok, my turn!” Scootaloo said, tapping against Apple Bloom’s rump almost frantically until Apple Bloom trotted forward with an annoyed whine.

“G-girls! T-there’s more than enough of me to go around… w-why don’t you untie me and let me show you?”

“Nice try, Anon, but you’re not getting away that easily,” Scootaloo said as her tail brushed along his legs as she steadily backed up. Another source of warmth was upon him, as Sweetie assisted with a quick entry with her hoof. He didn’t get to see much of the orange filly’s privates before her purple tail was in the way, and another tight hug gripped along his member.

Scootaloo practically bounced as she came down, only to lean forward a little and then come right back down. Her balance looked a little better, and her hips move with an excited fervour as her wings buzzed every so often. He looked at them closely, watching how they were caught between their sudden, almost electric twitches, and then being frozen and stiff for a few moments. They almost like two handles just waiting to be grabbed and started on a real ride. His hands flexed at the idea, but the ropes still wouldn’t budge.

“You know this is all of our first times,” Apple Bloom said as she stood on her hind legs and got right up to his ear.

“Y-yea… I… I thought it might…” he said, trying to keep his voice as calm as he could, but still a few shakes came through. “But if you really want to make your first times even better, I can help,”

Apple Bloom just smirked and rolled her eyes.

“N-no really! Instead of having me just sitting here like some toy on the wall, I could actually be useful and really give you what you’re looking for. Just imagine what would happen if we’re both working to the same goal.”

Apple Bloom’s eyes seemed different, almost more attentive to the words he was saying. Her tongue licked along her lips quickly, as she let out a soft, “Oh?”

Anon’s gave a slow nod as he leaned in as close as he could, and whispering into her ear. “I’ll make sure you all are fully satisfied… beyond delighted, and fucked so hard you won’t be able to able to think about anything else besides my dick for a week.”

She pulled back quickly, with a bright red blush piercing through her yellow cheeks as she let out a heavy breath. “O-ok.” Her hooves started to head behind the chair and tug at the ropes, letting them get slacker and slacker until they started to slip free. “B-but you better not make me regret this!”

“I would never,” he said with a growing smile, even as he rubbed his sore wrists.

“Hey!” Scootaloo shouted as Apple Bloom quickly pulled her off and hurried her to the side.

“And what about me?” Sweetie huffed out with the same annoyance. “Isn’t it my turn?”

“No, Sweetie, Scootaloo stole my turn! Besides-”

“There’s more than enough of me to go around,” Anon cut in with some confidence filling his voice and the fillies all looked at him. He could actually close his legs and stretched them a little before standing up. Finally he had freedom again.

Scootaloo couldn’t help but glance at the window and readied herself. “Alright, but we’re watching you!”

“Relax, Scoots, he won’t do anything,” Apple Bloom said as she put a hoof around her friend and wink up at him. “Well… nothing that we didn’t want anyways.” She spun herself back around to present her rump, bending her front lower to the ground as her tail wagged. “So, what do you say? Are you going to buck me into next week like you said?”

He couldn’t help but gulp at that and stared under her tail. She wanted to look, to touch, to fuck. He could feel his heart beating faster in his chest now that he actually felt in control. The throbbing down below was only getting more intense, like a beating drum. It was his first real look at her flank. Sure she was a horse, but that difference was barely even a concern, however, that tight slit winking back at him was front and center in his mind.

The warm memory of their fillyhoods was still fresh, being inside of them and at their mercy. But that yellow flank in front of him… it was his… there were all his… and he was going to savour every moment of this now that he was free.

He stumbled forward, almost like he was intoxicated by his own thoughts, but he steadied himself as he grabbed upon her supple rump. Those stronger applebucking legs held him as he leaned down and lined himself up, feeling that glowing heat from her like a shining beacon that made his knees weak. His hands were starting to shake on her flanks, and his heartbeat thudded in his ears.

This was too perfect, and everything he wanted in this moment.

“Ooh~ Ooo-oooahhh~!” he grunted as he slid in, feeling everything coming into place, and an absolute bliss suddenly wash over him. It was like everything had been building up to this and was finally released as he pressed in as far as he could go. But the wave suddenly shook his body and sent his hips jerking forward. He could feel everything coming to fruition and the warm wetness only being added upon with each twitch of his body.

His mind was at peace. With a long, delighted sigh, he relaxed into the delightful afterglow for a few moments… right until he heard a voice that sent an ice cold wave waving washing over him…

“A-anon? Did you just?!”

The three fillies watched, almost stunned, as Anon naturally slipped out and shrunk… and shrunk some more…

Sweetie Belle was first to yell out, her words so high pitched and fast that he could barely catch any of it.

Scootaloo’s face was going red as well, stamping her hooves on the ground.

He was already starting to walk back, but Apple Bloom had spun around and was fast approaching. “I knew it! I knew we shouldn’t have untied you! I thought you were going to run, but not this!”

He couldn’t help but stumble back until he found himself sitting back in the chair with three voices all blending together as they yelled right at him. He did the only thing he could do: just put his head in his hands and pretend he didn’t exist.

They’d never trust him again.