Your Little Mailmare

Okay. So I did some writing. Suddenly I wanted to write. So I did. About an hour later, I noticed where the hell I went with this. Keep going Y/N? If Yes, I'll expand on this chapter some more, other wise I'll try for something a little more serious. I don't know.... Bill Cosby said "I don't know what the key to success is, but the key to failure is trying to please everyone." So maybe I'll keep going anyway.

It’s been a few weeks since you placed your order with Rarity. She said the ring should be arriving soon. Not surprisingly this had you both excited and nervous. Work was a little busier than it usually is on a weekday like today. Ditzy had finished her second route for the morning and was on her one hour for lunch before she got back to it.

As you had a surprise for Ditzy when the ring showed up, (which was remarkably cheaper than you expected. You almost had enough saved up to buy the thing whole!) she had a surprise for you. It wasn’t a fancy dinner, or plans for a fancy dinner. It wasn’t a gift like something you would wrap up. It was more of a shocker kind of gift. The kind of gifts that made you stop in your tracks and stare as you struggled to comprehend what is in front of you.

While you were looking over some paperwork that you said was stuff about the post office such as what should be expected to come in on the train tomorrow, and what was labeled as express delivery, Ditzy came out from the break room.

“Hey there handsome. Have you had your lunch yet?”

“Nah. Been going over this paperwork. Figuring out what needs to be done, and what’s going to need to be done.” It wasn’t a lie per-say. You were figuring out what needs to be done. Just, what needs to been done about the payments to Rarity, not anything to do with the post office.

“Well, when you decide you want something to eat, I’ve got a warm meal ready for you.”

The tone of voice she used peaked your interest. And other things. Particularly when you looked over your shoulder. Ditzy’s tail was off to the side showing you everything. She wasn’t wearing panties, and she was aroused. Now you were too.

Wide eyed at the fact she was putting everything on display for anyone who walked in the post office to see, but mostly because things were probably getting ready to get steamy, you followed her into the break room. The break room was a smallish room with a few pictures on the wall, a little table for two, a refrigerator, and even a stove. The countertops were made of wood, and the cabinets were made to match. It was for all intents and purposes a small kitchen.

Dizty was stirring something on the stove, her tail still off the to side putting her flower and its petals out in the open. Not that you could really complain. In here a passerby couldn’t see, even if they came inside. Hehe, that gave you an idea.... “Lunch is just about ready.”

“Well then, I think I’m going to grab a little taste.” Without waiting for a response, you put your hooves onto Ditzy’s flanks and blow onto her flower smirking as her petals twitch as she gasps in shock. Before she can protest you push into her pussy and start licking along the folds of her quickly moistening marehood.

When your ears twitch. “Did you hear that?” You ask pausing in your teasing actions. On the edge of your hearing you can swear you hear a buzzing noise.

“N-no I don’t. Don’t keep me waiting....” She wiggles her flanks in your grip. Slowly turning your head back to Ditzy’s mound you lean in to get to work when the buzzing gets louder, and you think you hear a scream.

“Come on, you can’t tell me you don’t hear that?”

“Oh come on! What is it?”

“You don’t hear that? Really?”

She closes her eyes as her ears start twitching around. “Wait a minute.... yeah, I do. What is that?”

“It sounds like buzzing....” Something in the back of your mind, unused for years stirs. “Ditzy, did you bring panties with you to work?”

“I didn’t walk all the way here without them, yeah. Why?” Her voice betrayed hints of worry.

“Put them on. I think Ponyville is in trouble.” Getting down from the counter she was perched on, she walks over to her bag on the table and pulls out a set of blue and white striped panties.

“Those are cute.”

“S-shut up.” She blushed as she put her hind leg through one of the holes and her other leg into its respective hole. She pulled them and over her flanks and the enchantment on them quickly comes into effect as it blends into her fur hiding her treasure.

You walk out of the break room into the main area of the post office. “Stay in there.” You say. Your voice firm, hinting at the fact this was not a suggestion. Instead of walking around the counter you place one hoof on the surface and hop over.

The buzzing and screams were getting louder. Which meant they were getting closer. A pony or two ran in front of the post office followed by, to your surprise, a changeling. Followed by another, and another. Several dozen changeling at least were flying past chasing ponies and the buzz grew into a dull roar and the screams were sounding out all over town. Ponyville was under attack.

“W-what’s going on? I’m scared!”

“Ponyville seems to be-” Before you could finish your sentence, a changeling bursts through the doors. You were shocked to say the least, but it didn’t hesitate in charging what it assumed to be easy prey.

You know what they say about assumptions....

Reacting on instincts, you side step quickly and wrap your forehoof around his neck after you quickly stand on your hind hooves. The changeling can’t even begin to process what was happening before it’s momentum quickly works against it. You bring your body down on the hoof not wrapped around its neck. The body jerks past you trying to pull itself free. Your grip holds fast however, and with a quick jerk to the right the changeling goes limp accompanied by a crack, the sound of its neck snapping under the force it was suddenly exposed to.

Ditzy finally caught up enough to scream. “What the fuck just happened?! Is it dead?! Did you just kill it?!”

“I don’t know, yes and yes. Come on, shit just hit the fan. Follow me, stay close, and whatever you do, do not fly off.” Your tone of voice barred no questioning, only following. Numbly, Ditzy nodded. “Let’s go.” You walk up to the front door peer around, cautiously you open the door and step outside. Changelings were everywhere, mostly ignoring you both as they flew about.

The first thing you noticed was how uncoordinated the ‘invasion’ was. For something that was supposed to share a hive mind, or collective intelligence, this was awfully clumsy.

“Come on, we need to get to my house.”

“Why? What’s at your house? I’m really confused and scared Jojo....”

“Don’t worry too much. I’ll explain in greater details later, just know I didn’t always haul boxes for a living. I was in the Army for a few years. At my house is something to help protect you, and Dinky.”

“Oh my gods! I forgot about her! We need to go get her!”

“I know, we will. She should be safe in the school house. We need to hurry, I can’t do my job right without my gear. Stick with me and I’ll get us both to Dinky, and I’ll keep you and Dinky safe by any means necessary.”

“What about everypony else?”

“Not my concern. My concern is you and Dinky.”

“That’s heartless!”

“I can’t protect everypony, I know that. You should know that. I’m not any of the Princesses. I’m going to protect the one’s I know I can protect and the one’s whose loss I couldn’t live with.”

“...” She didn’t say anything. She didn’t have to. You understand what war is like. You may not have experienced much. The invasion of Canterlot those years ago didn’t last long, and it was your first, and last, taste of real combat, but you figured it out real fucking quick trying to save everyone saved no one. She doesn’t, she didn’t. You were going to keep it that way.

You were broken out of your reverie by another changeling who tried to attack you. A quick hoof to the face changed that real fast. He crashed into the ground. You didn’t give him the time to recover before you ran over to where he stopped. You reared up and brought your forehooves down on his head. Caving it and killing it instantly. The contents of Ditzy’s stomach decided to go on vacation.

“Come on! Lets go!” She simply stared ahead in shock, a strand of bile hanging onto her lips. Nudging her side you try to get her to follow you back to your house.

She trotted beside you absentmindedly as you walked on. The changelings weren’t going to make it easy for you however. Three of them swooped in from above, but didn’t kamikaze into you like the others. Chances are they felt the loss of their siblings and are treating you with caution.

Ditzy, noticed the changelings started whimpering and took cover behind you. “Ditzy, run to my house. You’ll be safe there.” You told her never once breaking eye contact with the beasts in front of you. “I’ll be there soon.”

“How? There’s so many!” She was scared. Understandably so. “How did you even manage to fight off the first few?!”

“I know you’re scared and confused. I will explain everything later. Just do as I say and get out of here!” Instead of waiting for a response, you charged into the three changelings before they could be joined by more.

The first one went down easily supprised at the sudden charge, with a quick punch to the face followed by a curb stomp to the temple it stopped trying to get up. Turning, and seeing Ditzy still there you shout, “What are you still doing here!? Get out of here now!”

She took a few hesitant steps backwards before she turned and started galloping away.

Turning back to the changelings, you noticed four more dropped in. You were surrounded, and more were flying overhead. “Okay you little pricks. Since you’ve got no idea what the hell you are dealing with. Let me tell you.... I am one of Celestia’s chosen. Her soldier to call upon when regular soldiers would merely be food for the slaughter. The God Empress protects me. My faith in her is my shield.... My fury in her enemies is my sword.... Now brace yourself. For one does not simply kill a Solar Marine!”