A Cheery Household Herd

“Yeah, wrestling,” Pale continued with an ecstatic tone, “It’s the best. You get to see ponies flip and fly around doing crazy stunts and moves that end up breaking bones! My favorite has to be Ms. QT’s ‘Flycatcher’ though ‘El Ranchero’s’ ‘Hogtie’ is also very good. Now see here’s the weird part--”

“Woah, woah, woah--” Moondancer set the tools aside as she pushed up her glasses. “I had no clue you were into wrestling.”

Pale blinked once, twice, then tapped his hoof against the side of his head. “Huh. Guess I never mentioned it to anyone. It is a fairly recent, new interest of mine so I can’t blame you. Are you a wrestling fan, Moondancer?”

“Er…” she adjusted her glasses with a nervous laugh. “Well that is to say--ahem--I…have a minor interest in the sport, yes.” She looked up to the ceiling. “...watching sweaty stallions tackle each other to a mat is so….mmmgh…” she hummed while biting her lip.

“Oh…I get it now,” Pale thought to himself, “No wonder she feels so alone. Guess I should help with that.”

“...So you like watching stallions fight, huh?”

“I uh…something like that,” she stuttered and cleared her throat as she trotted over to a beaker that was attached to a table of other…scientific containers that she’d use to test his blood. “Ahem…anyway. With that aside…” A nearby machine ejected a piece of paper that she took ahold in her magic and held up to her face to read. “I see…okay, this might help.”

“See something interesting?” Pale asked.

“...Yeah, uh--so I’m gonna go ahead and try out a new experimental spell on you if that’s okay,” Moondancer turned to look at Pale. “But only if you’re up for it. If not, then say the word.”

“So long as it’s not life-threatening, I’m--”

Knock-knock-knock.

Moondancer paused and flicked her tail as she heard the knock at her door. “One sec,” she said to Pale before prancing over to the front door.

Pale looked on curiously until Moondancer eventually returned.

When she did, she couldn’t help but sigh. “Ugh. Alright, change of plans. Apparently, the Canterlot Library has undergone a last-minute shift-change,” she rolled her eyes, “Someone has decided to skip out on work out of nowhere. Forcing me to pick up the slack and come in on my day off.”

“Ouch,” Pale visibly winced and frowned, “Yeah, I know what that feels like. It’s usually why I prefer to do things myself rather than force anyone to a strict schedule.”

“Yeah well, now I’m gonna be busy,” Moondancer lamented with a sigh, “So I guess we’ll have to postpone this.”

Pale got off the hospital bed and trotted up to her. “What if I helped you? The library doesn’t sound like a bad place to be and we might be able to get it done faster. Plus, I’ve been meaning to find some books anyway.”

“Huh…you’re actually willing to help me out?” the unicorn mare adjusted her glasses and huffed, “Well…don’t go thinking I owe you anything extra but…thanks. Come on, let’s go before we waste anymore time.”

“Got it, got it,” he replied with a nod.

And so, I followed her to the Canterlot Library. Thankfully, it didn’t look too crowded, but there were plenty of ponies walking around and checking out books.

“Ugh,” Moondancer groaned as she slapped her hoof against her forehead, “It’s worse than I thought. This is gonna take a while.”

“Meh, I’m sure it won’t be too bad,” Pale added optimistically, “What position do you usually take?”

“Front desk,” Moondancer replied as she trotted ahead, “Come on. You can work with me there.”

Moondancer led Pale to her position at the library’s counter where ponies would come to check out books. She stood behind the register and started to help various librarygoers get the books they needed.

Pale meanwhile, simply assisted her with organization and grabbing particular books if she needed one that was kept behind the counter for one specific reason or another.

All was fine until the other ponies working there went on break, leaving the two of them by themselves.

“Things are going pretty well, yeah?” Pale asked as he took a seat in a chair behind Moondancer.

“Yeah, I suppose,” she scoffed as she placed one of her hooves on the counter, and rested her chin upon it. “But now we’re going through an extended period of downtime with nothing to keep us occupied. Just great. That’s one of the few issues I have with this job on slow days. Books are one of the few things that I enjoy talking about with other ponies and now I have no one to chat with. Except for you but--” All the sudden, Moondancer stopped speaking on a dime as she looked over her shoulder at the stallion.

Pale shook his head in response as he picked up a nearby book and started to skim through it. “Don’t sweat it. I like books but they’re only good up to a fault for me. I prefer to gain knowledge through experience--hence my job--huh, this one’s on time machines--yeah that’s not good.”

“Yeah that…that makes sense…” Moondancer replied slowly as her mind began to wander. “Hm…there’s…hardly anyone around. And the way he’s sitting would make it difficult for anyone to notice…” She thought it over to herself, and gave into her own temptations.

Slowly but surely, Moondancer would use her magic to forcefully pull Pale’s chair closer to her until his body was mere inches from hers. Since Pale was engrossed in the book he had in his hooves, he didn’t realize what she had set him up for.

“Psst. Pale.”

“Hm?” he looked up from the book…and immediately found himself staring at Moondancer’s massive rear end. “...Erm…”

Over her shoulder, Moondancer was sneering at pale with a devious grin and a set of narrowed eyes behind those glasses of hers. “Don’t act shocked, Pale. I know you’ve been staring at my fat butt since you walked into my house. And here I thought gaining weight was seen as unsightly…”

“M-Moon I…” Pale bit his lip as he watched her ass ripple and shake with her tail swaying back and forth to entice him. Her butt was so large that he could see both of her cutie marks--a moon with three stars--conform to the curvature of both of her cheeks as they jiggled about. “W-we’re in public…!”

“Shut up,” she snapped coldly at him, “I’m bored and need a quick release as fast as possible. So just sit there and let me do all the work. Besides--that fifth leg of yours clearly doesn’t care that we’re in public.”

Pale looked down and watched as his member grew to a full erection that Moondancer was jerking off with her magic. The height of the chair combined with the sheer length of his shaft was perfect enough to fit snugly between her massive, flabby ass cheeks.

Moondancer simply took a step backwards, and Pale’s entire girth was engulfed by both cheeks, and rubbing against both her puffy pony anus and dripping pussy. “Mmm…fuck. I knew you were an ass-man. Cheerilee and Tree Hugger told me as much.”

“Gaaahhg….” Pale bit his lip. Moondancer’s ass was much different from the asses of the mares he had plowed thus far. Because of how overweight she was, her butt was padded with extra softness from her fat, and her sweat gave off a specific scent that enticed him, activating his hormones and causing his balls to swell. “Dammit dammit dammit…”

Moondancer gasped, and continued to glare at him with a smirk. “Heh. Knew it. We’re behind the counter, so no one can tell anyway. But don’t lose your composure, or else you’ll have a public mess to worry about.”

Pale simply forced a smile and said, “...oh fuck you and your big ass, Moondancer--

“You just might get that opportunity if you don’t mess up,” she chided him in return as she swayed her butt from side to side, then up and down, using her tight, yet flabby ass to ‘fuck’ his cock with a textbook assjob--his length stimulating her pussy as well and causing her to leak more and more each second. “Agghh…oh…speaking of which…we have a customer. Act natural, Pale~”

Pale moaned ever so slightly as he picked the book back up. The individual that approached the counter with books to return…

Was Fleur-De-Lis.