"No!" Sunny Starscout exclaimed, "Every pony needs to hear this, everything you believe about pegasai and unicorns is wrong! They used to be our friends, and can be again."

"Hay we don't need any of that around here"

"Boo get off the stage"

"Sunny your just embarrassing yourself"

"Its quite sad realy" Phyllis smirked as she walked past Sunny, "Now where were we, oh yeah the presentation! Toot, Sweet, you two can wrap things up here. And you darling " Phyllis said gesturing to Anon who was sitting on a bench wrapped in a blanket and wearing a crudely constructed green paper mâché pony head as a disguise, "Somepony promised me a quickie and it better be smooth-" Phillis clasped a hoof over her mouth and blushed, hoping nopony caught that Freudian slip, "I mean somepony promised me a smoothie and it better be quick!"

Anon let the blanket fall from his shoulders as he rose to his full height, easily double that of even the tallest pony, and began wading through the crowd of ponies that were begining to leave the now ruined Canterlogic presentation, in search of his marefriend's missing smoothie, his paper mâché pony disguise wobbling back and forth with every step that he took.

Phyllis rolled her eyes at Anon's antics as she started galloping up the stairs towards her office above the presentation floor. She'd told him that he didn't need a disguise, ponies are normally an accepting bunch just as long as he wasn't a unicorn or a Pegasus he should be fine... probably. Phyllis was beginning to break a sweat as she bounded up the last couple of steps two at a time untill she reached the top and burst through her office door, if she hurried she would have a few moments to decide on a sexy pose before Anon got there with her smoothie-

"Sluuurrpppppppp!" Anon was already in her office slurping loudly on his own smoothie "These are pretty good, I got you one, hope you don't mind that it's strawberry"

Phyllis stared at Anon in disbelief "How in the world did you get up here before me?"

Anon offered Phyllis her smoothie and hitched a thumb over his shoulder and said, "Elevator".

Phyllis placed her smoothie on the table by the door. There was only one thick creamy drink on her mind just then and she had it on tap. She forcefully pushed Anon against the glass wall of her office and expertly undone his pants with her dexterous mouth. After yanking his pants down to his knees Phyllis gently nuzzled his semi erect length with her soft, fuzzy muzzle and inhaled his manly musk. Phyllis stared in awe as Anon's dick pulsed with every beat of his heart as his monolithic member grew to the epic proportions that Phyllis was so very fond of.

Meanwhile, down on the presentation floor, the pony tasked with janitorial duty snapped his mop in half in a fit of rage, this was the third time this week that he would have to scrub Anon's greasy ass prints from that window.

Phyllis braced herself against Anon's thighs and let her hot breath wash over his turgid member before giving it's underside a tentative lick from base to tip. Anon gently stroked Phyllis's furry cheek as he admired her beauty. Phyllis was eager to get to the business of choking herself half to death (metaphorically, not actually) on Anon's massive meat stick but she suposed that she could indulge Anon just this once so she put on her best 'use me as your little pony cum dumpster' face and looked up into the cold soulless eyes of the paper mâché pony mask that Anon was still wearing.

"Anon dear, take off that silly mask its killing the mood" Phyllis deadpanned hoping that Anon would quit goofing around and finally get with the program of giving her the 'D'.

"Awe... but it's fun" Anon pouted as he took off the paper pony head.

Phyllis rolled her eyes and with a sly grin said, "If you'd rather play with a paper pony head than get head from a proper pony then that's fine by me".

Anon had spent hours working on his paper mâché masterpiece, but never even gave it a second thought as he chucked it across the room towards the waste basket like a pro basketball star going for a three point shot. The paper mâché pony head sailed gracefully through the air and impacted with the rim of the waste basket knocking it over and spilling its contents across the floor.

"Oh, come on!" the angry janitor pony shouted as he heard the waste basket spill. He seriously didn't get payed enough for this horse shit.

Now that Phyllis had Anons full and undivided attention she could get back to the task at hoof, greedily gobbling that giant green cock! In one smooth motion Phyllis had swallowed the entirety of Anons swollen girth down to the base. She was certain that there was a visible bulge in her throat as she gagged on Anons fat dick, well not realy gagging since ponies don't actually have a gag reflex. Phyllis bobbed her head back and forth repeatedly as she frantically fellated Anon, forcing her mouth that far open was already making her jaw sore, her tongue was tired and she knew that she would have to come up for air soon, but she just couldn't help herself his dick was just that good!

Anon folded his hands behind his head, he desperately wanted to run his fingers through his pretty pink partners gorgeous mane but he knew she had spent hours at the salon that morning ensuring that it was perfect for her presentation. Phyllis sucked dick like a pro but Anon was starting to worry, he was pretty sure that Phyllis was starting to turn blue from lack of oxygen so with a loud 'POP' he pulled his dick free of Phyllis's varocious mouth.

Phyllis gasped for air and fell backwards onto her haunches with a wet 'plap' the wetness of her arousal leaving a permanent
stain on the carpet of her office floor, it was a good thing Anon had stopped her otherwise she might have blacked out... again.

Anon scooped Phyllis up in his arms and carried her over to her desk and was about to shove everything from off the top onto the floor so that he could properly pound that pink pony pussy, when Phyllis stopped him, She leapt from his arms and said "neat piles, inside the drawers please, but hurry, 'cause momma needs some of that big green dick!" and the two of them frantically cleared Phyllis's desk before continuing their amorous activities.

With Phyllis now on the desk as originally planned, Anon began peppering her neck with kisses and Phyllis placed her hooves on Anons broad shoulders and gently nibbled his ear which she knew always sent a shiver up Anon's spine. This was nice, but Anon had other plans.

Anon slowly slipped out of Phyllis's hooves and buried his face in her chest floof, she was warm and soft and her scent... Anon could never quite put his finger on exactly what it was that she smelled like... but wow, it was making his head swim. He would stay just like this forever if he could, but he was a man on a mission. Phyllis squirmed as he left a trail of kisses down her stomach and all the way down to her perky little pony titts.

Anon smiled, Phyllis had great Titts (for a pony). They were tiny little pink globes nestled between her hind legs, each one topped with its own perky little nipple. They were barely even a handful for Anon, like two pink cupcakes with little cherries on top. But what they lacked in size (lets not forget that these babies are massive by pony standards) they more than made up for in sensitivity. Phyllis let out a loud moan and arched her back as Anon gently brushed the tips of his fingers across her nipples, she loved having her breasts played with almost as much as Anon loved playing with them and maybe even more so.

With a devilish grin Anon rubbed his face firmly against Phyllis's boobs and relentlessly motorboated her. 'blub blub blub blub blub blub blub blub!' Phyllis clamped her thighs around Anons head and squealed like a banshee. The two of them were both panting for breath by the time Anon had finally relented.

Phyllis looked yearnfully at Anon "enough foreplay Anon, can't you see I need you inside me, right now!"

It was true Phyllis was positively drenched and her liquid arousal was beginning to pool on the desk beneath her.

Anon leaned over the desk, and planting his hands on either side of Phyllis, he gently prodded her velvety vulva with his girthy green appendage. Phyllis was tight, and I mean like USDA select super choice grade A +++ tight, and Anon's dick was like a tee ball bat. It never failed to blow Anons mind at just how stretchy Phyllis's pretty pink pony pussy was. Anon had barely even penetrated Phyllis's luscious love tunnel half of an inch when her cooch clasped so tightly around his member that it sprang free of her silky confines and ricocheted off her little love button. This elicited a loud moan from Phyllis as she came like a firehose and painted Anons crotch with an ample amount of her viscous vaginal secretions. This of course did nothing to discourage Anon, in fact it only spurred him on as he attacked Phyllis's silken depths with renewed vigor.

Anon lined himself up with Phyllis's dripping snatch once more and finally, slowly sank into her soft, warm inviting depths inch after magnificent inch, and Phyllis braced herself against Anon's masculine chest as she slowly stretched to accommodate his invading length. Once Anon had buried his bone as deep as it would go he paused for a moment to let Phyllis acclimate.

Phyllis fanned herself with a hoof, " Thank you Anon, your such a gentleman. I haven't felt this full since... Well, last time we did this."

Once Phyllis had caught her breath she gave a little wiggle and nodded for Anon to continue. Anon began slowly thrusting into the tight wet confines of Phyllis's meat cave, and as he increased tempo a constant 'plap, plap, plap,' could be heard echoing in the privacy of Phyllis's office as Anons pendulus nut sack repeatedly impacted with Phyllis's tightly puckered ponut.

Gasping for breath, Phyllis placed a hoof on Anon's chest signaling him to slow down "we need to change positions Darling, you're giving my cervix a black eye" Phyllis said, still panting. Gently twisting Anons dick that was still deep inside of her, she slowly rolled over onto her stomach so that her hind legs dangled off the edge of the desk. Now with Phyllis's tail curled over her back and out of the way, Anon could grab a big double handfull of her firm supple asscheeks, his fingers sinking ever so slightly into her soft jiggly flesh.

Anon gave a gentle thrust pulling out almost entirely before slowly ramming himself back inside her warm inviting depths. Phyllis's heart skipped a beat and a jolt of electricity traveled up her spine all the way to her brain, it was like a tiny messenger pony inside of her brain had slammed a newspaper down on her mind's editorial desk, the headline read 'THIS Is It! We Found The Perfect Angle'

In this new position Anon had all the leverage he needed to deliver powerful thrust after thrust to Phyllis's hungry, drooling snatch, and he was hitting all of her 'G' spots. Phyllis was wracked by orgasm after orgasm after wonderful orgasm, as Anon's meaty balls constantly collided with her continuously winking clit, and it wasn't long before she became a drooling pile of goo, a serene expression of bliss plastered over her face, her tongue hung out of her mouth and her eyes rolled back, her hooves dug shallow furrows in the wood of her desk as she hung on for dear life as Anon conducted the fuck train full speed past penetration station and all the way to pound town!

Sweat beaded on Anons brow and he scrunched up his face, he was close, dangerously close. He couldn't cum inside of Phyllis, neither one of them was certain whether or not Anon could get her pregnant so they had decided to abstain from creampies, at least until they found out for sure, because neither of them wanted to even accidentally risk another Sprout. And Phyllis was in no condition to swallow his load as she teetered in and out of consciousness. He would love to cum all over her back and see her in a glistening coating of his seed, but that took hours to get it all out of her fur and she had a press conference that she absolutely could not cancel, in, Anon looked at the clock on the wall, less than forty minutes!

sprout ran up the stairs towards his mother's office and threw open the door which impacted with the small table launching Phillis's smoothie across the room to splatter across the wall and bouncing the door back to slam in Sprouts face.

Anon reluctantly pulled out of Phyllis's warm inviting depths and reached in vain for the waste basket that was tipped over and spilled across the floor, out of time and out of options and at the very edge of his endurance, Anon erupted like a geyser all over the ceiling of Phyllis's office.

Phyllis jumped shakily to her hooves startled from being interupted mid coitus, as Sprout re-opened the door rubbing his snout "Mommy come quic- Ewww mommy, again?" Sprout asked, disgusted "didn't you two just do this during breakfast this morning?"

"It's eleven forty five sweetums, breakfast was a long time ago, momma has needs" Phyillis said, wiping away some of her sticky love nectar from the inside of her thighs with a hoof-full of paper napkins and tossed them on Anons lap as he sat sprawled out in her office chair, his slick member slowly softening as he gasped for breath.

Sprout fumed as he surveyed the devastation that was once his mother's office with disgust. Pink slime covered the walls, trash was spilled across the floor and Anons smelly splooge dripped from the slow turning ceiling fan in the center of the room. This was all stupid Anon's fault. Sure, Sprout couldn't remember a time when his mother had ever been happier but this wasn't about her, this was about his precious foalhood memories. Sprout could still remember when he would play quietly with his toys, just over there were Anons stinky cum was now raining down on the carpet, while his beloved mommy would work on her inventions and marketing strategies late into the night. Now just like his breakfast table it was all ruined by Anon and his big dumb wiener.

Suddenly Sprout remembered why he even came here in the first place, "Mommy, you have to come quickly, the unicorns are attacking"

Phyllis bolted down the stairs, she had to find Toot and Sweet quick and they had to get the new splat-apaults up and running. She had to protect the inocent ponies of Maretime Bay! There was no way that she was going to lose her beloved Anon to some mind controling, dick gurgling, unicorn cock slut!

Anon was casually adjusting his necktie as he stepped out of the elevator from Phyllis's office just as the janitor was pushing his cart full of cleaning supplies inside, "Hey man, sorry about the mess up there. I'll put the moves on your boss and see if I can convince her to give you a raise and uhh... maybe some paid vacation too" Anon said, giving the pony's mane a tussle.

The angry janitor pony was ready to sock Anon in the gut a moment ago, but as the soothing elevator music played, he thought to himself that maybe that Anon guy wasn't so bad after all... that was, of course before the elevator doors opened and he found jizz dripping from the ceiling.

Author's Note

I'm mostly sorry that I'm not sorry.