Flurry and the Dragon

When Flurry stepped out of the shower, Cadance was still sitting in her armchair, though it had moved closer to the bed. "Will you just go?" groaned Flurry. "I told you I would tell you the details in the morning."

"You also said your boyfriend was likely to show up in the morning," answered Cadance. "I have to call off the guards, or he'll be arrested, and I refuse to do that until you tell me the full story."

"Can't you just let him in? He's not going to hurt anypony."

Cadance pulled out a dossier and tossed it at Flurry's hooves. She flipped it open and saw what was inside. A picture of the guard that had been escorting her to Canterlot and an x-ray image of a minor wrist fracture. "Someone has to pay for his medical treatment. He does have health insurance, of course, but keeping him quiet was much more difficult."

"Seriously?" Flurry raised her eyebrow. "I could have done that with a bit of feminine charm."

"Your tits can't solve all of your problems, Flurry."

"Ha! Yes they can!"

Cadance folded her front legs and smirked. "Then why are you failing chemistry?"

Flurry lowered her head. "Tits don't work on gay stallions..."

"Which is exactly why I taught you how to crossdress. It's important to have all manner of skills for all manner of situations. Now, tell me the whole story."

Flurry groaned and flopped down onto the bed, tossing her towel aside. "Fine. Where do you want me to begin?"

Cadance leaned back. "Let's start with whose idea it was."

"Mine. This one was all me. The kidnapping, the cave, keeping you in the dark, it was all on me."

"Now, why wouldn't you tell me that your pre-law teacher's aide was taking you to his place for sex? You know I wouldn't stop you."

"I tried! But you were always with daddy, and he would have insisted on having a talk with him."

"He's going to insist on having a talk with him, anyway."

"Yeah, I know, but he's a timid dragon, and daddy's the royal consort. If they met, he'd be too scared to take me anywhere."

"Oh, I could have handled your father... You would have had to tell me, though."

"You were always together! I couldn't tell you without telling him!"

Cadance shrugged. "Fair enough... So where'd you go?"

"We rented a cave," continued Flurry. "Well, I rented a cave. He has to be capable of affording his own tuition. But he did bring his own first aid kit, which he told me he restocked."

"And you believed him?"

"No, I took a moment while cleaning to peek inside the box I thought it would be in. Plenty of bandages, and my spare birth control pills. He even had a bottle of burn ointment in case of accidents. He was very afraid that I would end up hurt. That's how I knew I wouldn't be."

"And what if he had? I'm not saying he would, but I'm told he was big. If he should step in something slippery, he would come down on top of you."

"Then I would scream "Tarantula!" Fuck's sake, mom, don't you know what the purpose of a safe word is? Worst case scenario, he could fly me back here and call a doctor. But then he'd have to meet daddy, and he's afraid to suffer his wrath, so he's of course going to be extra careful."

Cadance leaned back. "So you spent the whole weekend in the cave with him?"

"That was the whole point, mother, yes."

Cadance shook her head. "I know the point was to go into the cave and live out your hostage fantasy, but what I mean is, did you at any point go outside where somepony could see you?"

"Yeah, at the end. I couldn't very well show up to school tomorrow the way I was. I needed a shower, and that cave was not built with one."

"Were you seen by anypony?"

"Yeah," Flurry scowled. "My mother."

"You know what I mean..."

"No, mother, I was not spotted on my way back. At best, somepony will have discovered my hoofprints by now. At worst, we need to have the laundry chute cleaned again."

Cadance sighed and took a deep breath. "Did you have fun?"

"I did, yes. Very enjoyable." She propped herself up on her elbows. "Why do you ask? Am I grounded?"

Cadance shook her head. "That wouldn't do any good. You snuck out to put yourself in this scenario, who's to say you won't just sneak out again? You've satisfied my parental sense of safety, so..." She clapped her hooves together and leaned forward, a big grin on her face. It was the same smirk she always wore when she was about to say something embarrassing. "How was he in bed?"

"MOM!!"

Cadance shrugged. "I've never been with a dragon, nevermind one that size. I want to hear everything, sweetie. What were his testicles like?"

Flurry grabbed a pillow and wrapped it around her face, screaming into it. "You're such a perv!" she shouted, tossing the pillow at her mother.

"No, seriously, I can't recall what a dragon's testes look like."

"I'm not telling you about my boyfriend's junk, mom!"

"Fine," chuckled Cadance. "I'll just have to see them for myself when he joins us for dinner on Wednesday. I wonder if my strap-on is still in the royal playroom?"

"NO!!"

"Then tell me," smirked Cadance.

Flurry knew very well that her mother was capable and willing to steal her boyfriend. She'd done it before, and would again, given the chance. "Fine. They're not visible. He keeps them tucked away inside of his body."

"Like a cloaca?"

"Yes, mother, he has a cloaca."

"So no cock, then?"

Flurry reached up and pulled her legs apart. While the cum was all cleaned up, the skin was still stretched, and there was a small amount of remaining gape. "No, he has one of those. Like an ostrich. But bigger. And scalier."

"How big?"

Flurry gestured with her hands. "This long, and this big around." Her indications were smaller than how large it really was, but she didn't want her mother to worry. This effort was to no avail.

"How did you take that?!"

Flurry reached under her bed and pulled out a large toy. "I had to practise a lot, and also determination. Plus, we went really slowly at first."

"Doesn't that remove some of the fun?"

"We went down on each other, too. Plus, the tip was covered in little tentacles."

Cadance's jaw dropped. "Okay, I have to see this one for myself."

"We'll see how he feels on Wednesday, mother. He has to consent to it. Can I go to bed now? I have a five-thousand-word essay that I have to write over the weekend that I haven't even started on, and I'd like to wake up early enough to write half of it and figure out what I'm going to do to my teacher to convince him that he should give me full marks."

Cadance leaned forward and kissed her daughter's forehead, tossing a comforter over her. "Pleasant dreams, dear." As Flurry curled up and drifted off to sleep, Cadance stopped at the door and looked back. "I'll wake you up early for another shower; you still taste like cum."