Advanced Friendship School

Lucky for Mocha, he’d woken up for his dream with enough time before class to get himself at least half decent. He hopped into a cold shower and thought back to last night, trying to remember anything about his dream. Figures; the one wet dream I have in months and I don’t even get to enjoy it.

After stepping out and drying himself off quickly, Mocha threw on his backpack and left his room, joining the flow of students on their way to class. Looking around, most of the ponies seemed pretty normal, chatting with their friends, or looking stressed; but more ponies looked really tired than usual. Could it be that he wasn’t the only one who had a long night? Or maybe he just never really paid attention before. As he was walking, he noticed a strikingly familiar face watching the students pass by.

Luna stood, cross armed as she watched the students, mainly from the male dorms, shuffle past her. She smiled a bit to herself as she noticed the exhausted faces on a number of the stallions, few of whom dared to make eye contact with her. None of them would remember their escapades with her last night, but she was sure the shame from their soiled sheets would be enough to be wary around her, given that she could see into their dreams.

Not only were they tired from her late night fun with them, but the dream also casted a temporary impotence spell on the males who were eager enough to finish the job with her. Luna saw this as an absolute win, no more horny stallions distracting themselves or the mares with that pesky organ between their legs; now they can all focus on their studies instead of the pleasures of the flesh.

One male, however, stood out to her, one that Celestia had warned her to keep an eye on. Mocha, like all the other males, didn’t make eye contact with her, but there was something about him; he didn’t seem exhausted like so many of the others. Luna was almost sure that he was one of her targets from last night, but something about the pep in his step gave her pause. Was she imagining things? No, there was only one way to tell.

As Mocha got close to his homeroom, and the crowds of students began to thin, he heard a voice call out and ask to speak to him. Turning around, he found none other than Princess Luna standing right behind him. Mocha jumped back a bit, surprised at how he could have missed such a … voluptuous figure getting so close to him.

“Princess Luna,” Mocha said with a tremble in his voice, needing to talk with the higher-ups was seldom a good thing, “How may I be of assistance?”

“I was wondering, Mocha, how the morale amongst the students is. I was looking around today and noticed that many of the students, stallions especially, seemed to be quite unmotivated. Do you know anything about this?”

Immediately, Mocha thinks back to the swarm of stallions who left their rooms after him, apparently also having sullied their sheets overnight.

“Well, um, I’m not sure, I noticed a few might be having some trouble sleeping? Not sure about morale, a few are mostly just tired I, uh, I think.”

“Mocha…” Luna leaned down to get on eye level with him, smirking a bit. “That’s a delicious name you have. You know, as Princess of the night, it’s my duty to make sure that all of my subjects are having a good night’s rest. I’ll look into it some more, but I’m glad that you seem to be well-rested, dear.”

Luna reached out and patted Mocha’s head gently, condescendingly, which drew his attention down to notice that by kneeling down, Luna’s dress had parted just enough for him to see to the top of the thighs, and find out that she prefers going commando.

His eyes widen a bit as they focus on the gentle folds of skin he’s just barely to make out under the shadow of the dress. Blinking his eyes, it was almost like he saw a flash of white down there, staining the princess’s dark skin. Another blink, and it was gone. Was he really that sex-crazed that he was imagining such perverse things about his princess?

He wasn’t able to think about it too long before a touch between his legs jolted him back to reality. “Like what you see?” asked the voice, a tad seductively, “I’m glad at least some of you boys prefer a real woman over my bimbo of a sister…”

Mocha looked back at her face, speechless, his mind still darting back to what he saw under Luna’s dress, and not really sure how to respond.

“Are you thinking about painting my dark skin white?” Luna asked, smirking as she playfully tapped the growing between his legs again, making Mocha blush, and his member grow even more.

Luna laughs condescendingly a bit to herself before standing back up, “Sorry, my dear Mocha, I’m teasing you a bit much aren’t I?” Her horn lit up and Mocha looked down to see her purple magic engulfing his crotch, and he prepared himself for another session. But much to his surprise, instead of any pleasure, Luna’s magic had the opposite effect, cooling the need between his thighs, softening his hard-on with each stroke until it was once again safely asleep in its sheath.

Her magic then moves to his balls, massaging them gently, “I don’t mean to give you blue balls, sweetie. I can’t empty them, but I can numb them a bit for you so they’re not distracting.” Mocha sighed a bit and waited nervously, enjoying the numbing effect of the spell working its magic gently until they didn’t bother him any more.

“Alright Mocha, enough fun, time for you to get to class.” Mocha nodded and scurried off, still flabbergasted at the whole interaction, doing his best to focus on the tasks ahead of him and block out what just happened.

Meanwhile, Luna scowled a bit as he walked away. The new spell should keep him tamped down like the others, but something about him was stronger than the spell she could disperse through the dream. Though he didn’t consciously remember it, Luna could tell that Mocha did have a dream with her, as a side perk of the soothing spell.

As she watched the last stragglers get to class, a few more exhausted males looking like they could barely walk, she felt a little unease that Mocha was able to get past her dream spell. If she wasn’t able to keep his dick down like that, she’d need to deal with him specially.

Mocha scurried back to class and somehow was able to make it to class on time and score a reasonable seat, a few rows back so he wouldn’t be front and center, but it also didn’t look like he was hiding. The class period went by rather uneventfully. Was that the right thing to call it? Celestia still gave his crotch a touch while she was walking around during study time, and at this point only being slightly molested by his teacher was a win. Maybe the remnants of Luna’s effects on him let her know that he wasn’t up for it today.

Hearing a muffled yelp from the back, which any normal student might attribute to pricking one’s self, or having dropped something, Mocha’s mind immediately recognized it as Celestia finding another victim for her play further back in the room. His speculations were confirmed at the end of class when one of the pegasus males was cornered by a few giggling mares, each pointing and teasing him for his uncontrollably stiff member.

The rest of the day went without a hitch. Going from class to class without incident almost made him feel like a real normal student. After classes, he swung by the library to study and work on homework a bit before going back to his room and having dinner. Mocha hopped in the shower, rubbed a quick one out, and came out feeling clean, refreshed and ready for bed… until he saw his bed and realized he was still missing his linens from that morning’s mess. He rummaged around his closet to find his spare set of sheets, he really should change his sheets more often, made his bed, and went to sleep, feeling rather good.

Once again, Mocha found himself dreaming about being in class with Luna after school, helping her out with some paperwork.

“Why thank you, Mocha, you’re always such a big help to me,” cooed Luna, distracted from her work and clearly more focused on Mocha. “You know,” she said, as she reached her hand over and placed it on Mocha’s leg, “you were always one of my favorite students.”

Mocha blushed, focusing on the papers in front of him, doing his best to seem composed, even as Luna’s hand reached further and further up his thigh, “Um, th-thank you, Princess,” he mumbled.

“Oh come now Mocha, don’t be coy, I know you want this as much as I do,” Luna said as her hand finally reached her destination, slowly coercing Mocha’s hardening member out of its sheath. “And it looks like the little guy agrees~”

“L-Luna,” Mocha stuttered, just as in awe of being molested by the Princess as he was the first time, “I don’t know if we should…”

“Mocha, this is a dream, don’t worry about it. Just close your cute little mouth, and stick your cute little dick where it’s supposed to go,” Luna said, persuasively, climbing up onto the desk and spreading her legs wide for him. “Do it.”

Faced with few other options, Mocha stood and lined himself up. He paused for a moment as a strong feeling of deja vu washed over him, wondering for a second how often Luna manipulates people’s dreams like this. His thoughts were interrupted by Luna leaning up and placing a soft kiss on his lips.

“Come on, big boy, give your princess what she wants,” and a moment later, all the hesitant thoughts rushed out of Mocha’s mind as he thrust forward.

The lock on the bedroom door gently clicked and the door silently swung open as Luna felt him make contact with her dream presence, meaning that he’d be sound asleep for some time. The tent in the bedsheets below his waist was further proof that he was ready for her.

Pulling the bedsheets softly off of him, Luna smirked a bit at the young stallion she was about to rape. Of course, defiant males like him don’t deserve a choice, but unfortunately that wasn’t in law yet. She was the princess, though, so she could hardly be breaking her own laws.

Luna pulled a tube of lipstick out of her pocket and applied it liberally to her lips, before unclasping her dress and letting it fall to the ground around her feet. She did the same with her bra and finally tossed the tube of lipstick atop the growing pile of her clothes. Now nude, she climbed into bed with Mocha and brought her face up to his stiff member.

Luna rubbed her face gently against the warm organ, it slowly let out a small bead of pre in response.
“Why are you such a defiant little thing?” Luna whispered, giving the bead of liquid at the tip a lick onto her tongue. “Do you know what I need to do to you now?” She asked the thing, bringing her lips forward to kiss the base, leaving a vibrant lipstick mark. She brought her head back and smiled at her handiwork before going back and leaving kiss marks all up and down his shaft.

She giggled a bit at the sight of his dick, now covered in kiss marks, “Hope you enjoy tonight, Mocha; by morning you’ll never get hard again,” she leaned in for one more kiss right at the tip, Mocha’s whole cock glowing lightly in the moonlight.

The marks glowed a little brighter before turning into runes that wrapped around his package and disappeared into the skin. Luna got up to her knees and lined herself up with the member below her. “Why should I only get to have fun in my dreams?” She asked herself, before lowering herself slowly down, taking the whole thing down to the hilt.

She gasped a bit, reminding herself what it felt like to have a dick inside her real body since so few have ever had the privilege. She began to move herself up and down, breathing heavily, using Mocha as a dildo, safe in the knowledge that he wouldn’t be able to cum inside her until he was finished dreaming.

Mocha had already came inside dream Luna a few times, and was beginning to lose steam. Just as he grunted and let loose one more load inside his princess, his vision went hazy for a moment, and as he blinked, he saw Luna riding him in his own bedroom rather than the classroom; blinking again, Mocha was back in class.

“Phew, I’m p-pretty tired, Princess, maybe I should-” Mocha started pulling out, before Luna stopped him in his tracks with her magic.

“Hmm you’re such a naughty boy, trying to get out of your dream. Aren’t you having a good time?” the confident, promiscuous Luna in front of him cooed.

Mocha tried again to pull out, something not letting him. “Wh-what’s going on?”

Luna giggled, finding the slight panic in Mocha’s voice a little cute, “Alright, fine, I’ll clue you in Mocha~” Her horn lit up and in an instant, Mocha fell backward to the ground. The fall wasn’t painful, and as Mocha looked down to check himself over, he noticed that his dick was missing!

“Don’t worry, you didn’t lose your favorite toy, this is a dream remember?” Luna brought her hand down between her legs and pulled out his disembodied cock in her hand. “We can do a lot more in here than we can out there. Now I can do a lot in here, but for me to do anything to you, I need your consent, and what better way than getting you to fuck me in here?” She asked, bringing the member up to her lips and kissing it gently, sending tingles down Mocha’s spine as he realized he could still feel it as if it were attached.

“You see, our school has a problem, and it’s too many horny males like you getting distracted, distracting the girls and taking the whole operation. So, it’s my job to go into dreams and drain the males so that when they wake up, they’re all tuckered out for a while. It’s a thankless job, and it typically wears off after a while, but it presents sex-crazed boys like you from getting horny when they should be focusing on their education.”

As she waited for Mocha to absorb the information, she brought cock up to her mouth, and thrusted it in and out a few times, before it spontaneously started coming. The sudden orgasm caught him off guard as he watched his dick pulsing and pumping its load into Luna’s mouth, which she promptly swallowed. “Why do-” Mocha was cut off as Luna pulled his cock out of her mouth.

“Thanks for the drink, Mocha. I must admit, you’re fun to play with, but it’s a bit of a shame that you won’t remember this, and next time I’ll need to convince you all over again, just like the first time,” she giggled, hinting at how often she does this to boys like him.

“You see, I guess you’re special, Mocha, the first time I did this to you, it didn’t work so well, and the real me out there wasn’t too happy about it. So she’s out there right now putting a stronger spell on you that’s way more potent than anything I can do in here. So, unfortunately for you, the moment you cum in real life, like you want to so badly, you’ll never get hard again. I suggest you enjoy your time in here with me while you can, not that you’ll remember it~”

“I’m still no-” Mocha started before his eyes widened, “Wait, what’re you doing?” He yelped as he watched Luna push his member deeper and deeper into her throat, until the base passed beyond her lips, deepthroating it before swallowing. Mocha watched in horror as the bulge in her throat moved slowly down her neck and into her stomach.

“Ah~” Luna said, smacking her lips, “Thanks for the snack,” she said, giggling a bit before jumping down and pinning Mocha to the ground. “Oh how I wish I could keep playing with you, you’re such a cute little toy. Sadly, though, I’m on a tight schedule,” Luna reached down, rubbing the smooth skin where his dick once was, before pulling her hand away and watching Mocha’s dick grow right back on him as if nothing had ever happened, before clasping her hand around it and rubbing it fiercely.

“You’ve cum a few times in your dream, but you won’t finish in the real world until I’m done with you, so I’ll let you have a little bit more fun in here, since it’s your last time.”

In the meantime, in the real world, was Luna bouncing up and down on Mocha’s cock, feeling herself get close to her own climax, almost having forgotten hot good it felt to have a real cock inside of her. But as she glanced out the window, Luna noticed the moon falling towards the horizon, and knew that her sister would be bringing up the sun soon. “Guess the fun’s almost over,” she said to her self, rubbing her waist gently, “Good work, Mocha, sadly it’ll be the last night you’ll be working this hard for a long time.”

Back in the dream, Luna had mounted Mocha, thrusting her hips up and down as she leaned down to french kiss the boy, letting him finish inside her one last time. “Alright, Mocha, it’s been fun. I don’t usually get to fuck the same boy two nights in a row, but sadly our fun’s over, and now it’s time for your good-night kiss.” She leaned in one last time to give him a peck on the lips, and in an instant, all of the fatigue of non-stop sex the whole night, poured into his body, snapping him out of his dream. “I’m gonna miss him,” dream-Luna said, sitting in a slowly growing pool of cum, “too bad we’ll never have that fun again.”

Real-Luna felt Mocha’s dick suddenly swell as it let the whole night’s worth of cum erupt out of it. She bounced up and down a few more times, enjoying the feeling of a womb full of warm seed. After some time, the sleeping pony’s cock started to shrink, and eventually popped out of her.

Luna slid off the bed and stretched a bit, looking back at the mess running down her legs and on the bed. Feeling a little bad about making him change his bedsheets two nights in a row, she lit up her horn and cleaned up the cum from off the sheets, but left what remained inside her and on her thighs, as a little unspoken reward to Mocha for making her work so hard.

Luna pulled the blankets off of the floor and spread them back over Mocha, watching his exhausted-looking sleeping face contort like he was having a bad dream. “You’re gonna feel it in the morning, Mocha. Too bad you won’t remember it,” she said, leaning down to give him another peck on the lips before collecting her clothes and walking out of the bedroom.

In the school nurse’s office, a pink alicorn bounced up and down on the moaning patient beneath her. “Come on, cum for me big boy, fill me up!” she yelled enthusiastically, over the pained and pleasurable moans coming from the stallion beneath her. “That’s right, finish your treatment and paint my insides white!”

He moaned loudly one more time, his balls clenching as he finally shot his load into her, before his softening dick slid out of her. They both looked at each other, breathing heavily after the hours of sex, before the nurse asked, “Ready for round two?” with a devious grin.

The look of exhaustion quickly turned to fear as the Princess of Love leaned forward to kiss him deeply, involuntarily making his sore member stiffen again against his will. She broke the kiss and looked down between his legs, “Oh I’m so glad you are,” she said, before lowering herself back down onto him, as he began to wail in anguish, which was quickly silenced by another deep kiss as Cadence started pumping her hips up and down.

All that anyone passing by the nurse’s office could hear was a few muffled cries and moans from another student who would vanish, never to be seen again, and then silence.