Macro/Micro Flash Fic Collection Vol 2
Hang from Her (micro Anon, nipple piercings)
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"Pardon?" the snow white mare with her blue mane tightly pulled back in a ponytail asked completely baffled.
"Please Aegis. It was a challenge and there is, like, 100 bits on the line," Anon begged.
Should she feel violated, embarrassed, or bashful? If a stallion had mentioned her unusual piercings, she'd have kicked them. But this was not a stallion. It was a human smaller than a shot glass. A human she knew. He was also an idiot if she was understanding his story and request right. The guard mare, who was not currently in her armor or on duty, put her mug down near Anon on the bar top.
"Anon," she began slowly, "you do realize what it is you're saying, right?" Was she being threatening? She wasn't even sure what tone she was using.
Anon was blushing more than she was. "I'm sorry Aegis, but I'm short on bits and it was a dare and... you know. Could you help me out? Please?"
Aegis stared. "Anon, you are never to drink again. And I don't want to hear about you hanging out with those creeps again. They're trouble. Do you hear me?"
Anon sighed and his shoulders deflated. "But they're some of the few humans in Canterlot. Who else can I hang out with that is like me?"
Aegis cringed. Being alone was not fun. "They are not your friends Anon. I am."
Anon looked up a bit in surprise. Then he winced. "I'm sorry Aegis. I just want to impress them, you know?"
"By hanging from my nipple piercings for 5 minutes while I patrol?" she questioned with a raised brow.
"Yes?"
Aegis Gem took a long sip of her drink. The silence between them lasted a few minutes. "If I let you do this, will it... make you happy?"
Anon gaped, shocked. "Are you saying you'd be okay with it?"
The pale mare grit her teeth. "Honestly? No. It is horribly embarrassing. Also, I don't want you to fall and get hurt. You humans are really delicate."
Anon coughed. "That's part of the challenge. If I can hang on for just 5 minutes they'll give me 100 bits."
"You could have asked me for money. I am a soldier and we get paid pretty well."
"It wouldn't come with the same prestige," Anon countered.
Aegis snorted and rolled her eyes. "Like that matters. When do I have to do this?"
"I don't know," Anon shrugged helplessly. "Tomorrow?"
Aegis Gem stuck her tongue out in disgust. "Fine. But you owe me BIG for this."
Aegis was in her armor standing straight and rigid. Between her front hooves was Anon dressed in shorts and a sleeveless shirt. He had gloves too, but no shoes. Why is he barefoot for this? Aegis wondered to herself. They were in the middle of a random Canterlot street. Aegis was about to do her morning patrol which started with a simple circle around the block. It would take roughly 5 minutes to get back here. One simple walk and this bizarre game of manly pride would be over. She was doing this for a friend. That's what Aegis kept telling herself.
Her armor wasn't anything too fancy. Hers was standard steel plate with chain-mail barding underneath. There were a pair of thick leather straps that ran across her chest to secure the set in place, but the armor otherwise left her underside exposed. Including her breasts and her uncommon piercings. A single piece of metal ran through each nipple, but where most jewelry would stop there Aegis' didn't. Two parallel bars hung down from either end for a bit until a second crossbar went through them again. They looked like a pair of trapeze swings. And they were clearly visible from a human vantage point on the ground.
"Soooooo... are you ready?" Aegis quizzed awkwardly.
"The human clapped his hands together a few times, psyching himself up for the challenge ahead while also trying very hard not to look at the mare's bare breasts. "Y-yeah. I'm ready."
The guard hesitated for a few seconds before taking three careful steps forward. Now she stood over Anon. Aegis blushed as she lowered herself to nearly laying down on the road. Anon looked up timidly. Ponies weren't known for having big boobs. On equines breasts were always shallow. But they made up for it with long perky teats. So the human's face was red as a tomato as the short upside-down hills descended toward him almost teasingly. The mare's practically famous jewelry almost seemed to be inviting him over to her black udders. The man couldn't help but notice how dark it got there under her and in the pony's shadow.
Aegis' chain-mail brushed the ground as she hovered over the human. "Grab on," she instructed, trying to hurry this... whatever it was along.
"Right," Anon shook his head. He approached the closest handle which was now suspended just below his neck. It looked like it was made of gold, but he wasn't sure. The man tenderly wrapped his fingers around the bar and gave it a tug. The jewelry swung freely enough, but the mare gasped at the unexpected weight and jerked upward. Aegis realized what she was doing and froze midway, eyes wide. Had she just ripped Anon's arms off?
"Anon? Are you okay?"
"I-I'm fine. J-just go slower okay."
Aegis stood the rest of the way before bending her head down to look under herself. Anon was hanging from her right piercing. He looked ridiculous. It was... cute. Funny. This was so dirty. He was small enough that the skirt of her chain-mail might actually hide him even as he hung right underneath her breasts.
"I'm going to start walking now. You think you can handle this?" she asked with concern.
"Yeah," Anon replied after a few seconds. "I think I can do this." The air was warm and musky, but Anon felt like he had a good grip. He might actually get those 100 bits and bragging rights yet! He just had to avoid falling to the ground below and breaking his legs. Or getting too embarrassed looking up at the hardening nipple just above his head.
Author's Note
Not really a continuation of a previous flash fic Obey the Law Anon... or Else, just a reuse of characters with inspiration from a picture I'm not even going to bother looking for. It was simply a black and white drawing of a mare showing off her unusual nipple piercings. They looked a lot like little handlebars.
I also REALLY fought with myself whether to actually write out the rest of this story and make it into a proper short. But I obviously decided against that. Maybe some day I'll take this out of the flash collection and lengthen it, but not now. I have other plans I want to focus on.
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