Sweet Red and Blue

by Calico64

Rating: mature
Tags: Anthro, Profanity, Slice of Life, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Romance, Original Character, Porn, Sex
Length: 21325

Fable finds himself in the middle of a movie directed by none other than Final Cut herself!

Fable finds himself in the middle of a movie directed by none other than Final Cut herself!

Published 2022-06-26 23:50:00 UTC
Last updated 2022-07-13 19:16:03 UTC

Take Two

The library in central Ranchtown was sadly unappreciated compared to the Ranch University Arsenium. Though it did have its regulars and there were still books there that none of the other libraries had. It even had its own mini theater in the back of the main room.

The patrons were rather light that day. It was slow, but still somewhat vibrant. Silver Star liked the slow days. Crowds just got in the way of her leisurely reading, studies and watching films in the back. It was just so tranquil and the air was alive with inspiration. She'd just finished her bachelors in photography and was aiming for her masters, but now was not the time for that. Now was the time to celebrate a job well done with some peace and–

There was a loud sneeze from one of the ponies at a reading table in the background. Final Cut frowned at this.

"Cut." She said with little enthusiasm.

"I'm sorry, I tried to hold it in." The stallion said as he scratched the back of his head.

"It's fine, keep rolling." Final Cut said as Dancer got the camera back to its marker. "Clapper!"

"Library scene one, take two." He clapped the board in front of the camera. Then the camera began to pan backward over the view of the library again.

"Action!"

–quiet. Silver just wanted to read and this place had employees that understood that. Mr. Inkwell did what he could to not bother her. In fact, he seemed to go out of his way to make sure no one bothered her.

Anytime someone started to talk a little too loud, he would tell them to speak softly and tap the sign that said "Silence, Please". He would nod to Silver Star and she would give him a tiny smile. Then he would go back to checking in books and videos that people turned in.

She was finishing up a book she was on and looked around, seeing the red pegasus pushing a book cart around.

"Mr. Inkwell?" She said, drawing his attention as he passed. "Do you know if you have the next novel in this series?" He reached over and angled the title to where he could see it.

"I believe we should. If we do, it should be in the second row of fantasy." He said as he pointed. "Do you need me to show you?"

"No, I can find it." She looked over toward the fantasy section, then back toward him. "Did you put on a new cologne?" She asked, making him blink.

"Ummm yeah, you're actually the first one to notice." He smiled at her.

She gave him a tiny smile back before turning and walking over to the aisle.

"And cut." The green unicorn then signaled for the camera crew and lightning. "Ten minutes to change up the scene. Let's move."

All of the crew began to rush, then Cut motioned for Fable and Sparky. They walked over to her and she nodded to them.

"That was good. I can't do many second takes, so I'm glad you're both handling this. You ready for this next scene? I can't say you can back out now but I also can't force you." Cut said and they both nodded. Though Sparky seemed a bit disingenuous in her stony expression. Cut looked at her carefully and nodded. "You good?"

"Yeah, but there's something we should talk about. I'm–"

"Miss Cut, the camera is two inches off the corner. We may need to change angles." Dancer said as she held the film camera against the bookshelf.

"Hold that thought." Final Cut said as she went over and took a look.

Fable looked at her and put his hands on her shoulders. She leaned her head against his chest. He stroked her mane.

"You want me to tell her?" He said and she shook her head. "She needs to know. She's going to find out at some point."

"I know." She took a deep sigh.

"Alright, places." Cut said to them both. "All nonessential crew, leave and come back in an hour thirty. Set your alarms and don't be late." She said to the extras and crew standing by. All of them seemed rather disappointed but they began to file out, talking about lunch and maybe taking a nap.

Once the door closed, she looked to both of them. The only ones left were Cut, Dancer, Fable and Sparky. That made Sparky breathe out a bit of relief. Though, she apparently didn't have time to talk. Cut was already at the back of the camera with the clap board. Dancer stood behind it and made small adjustments.

They shrugged at each other and got into place.

"The Library: Scene three, take one." Cut slapped the board together in front of the camera before moving to her seat. "Action."

Silver began looking for the sixth book in the series, but could only find the seventh. That's when she started to look more inward toward the middle of the shelf. She saw another book down there and decided to see if it was the one she wanted.

Taking a small stack out of the side of the shelf, she tried to fit her head into it to get a better view.

Final Cut, from behind the camera, concentrated her magic. She set up a dummy bolt on the side of the shelf above Silver. The shelf was full of prop books that weighed almost nothing. She snapped the bolt in twain with the blink of an eye and the shelf fell on Sparky's head.

"Ow." Silver said with a grimace. There was a long pause where she tried to get her head out from under the shelf but found that she couldn't. After a moment of struggle, she grunted with a bit more pain. "Help!" She said in a bit of distress. "Somepony? Mr. Inkwell?" She called out.

"Hello?" Inkwell said from the counter. "Did someone call me?" He asked as he looked around.

"I'm stuck!" He heard her say. "I need your help!"

"Okay! Stay calm! Keep talking! I'll come and find you." He said as he started looking down the aisles.

"I'm in the fantasy aisle, looking for that book." She said as he finally got to her.

"Oh! Silver! Oh, goodness! Are you okay?" He asked as he started taking books out of the shelf above her head.

"I'm fine but I can't get my head out. Can you lift it?" She asked as he was trying to do so.

It was wedged, somehow it got into a position that both sides were caught against the whole shelf frame.

"Damn, that is stuck on there good." Inkwell said as he tried moving her head.

"Ow ow." She said and he stopped.

"Sorry sorry. Well, this is a conundrum." He said as he rubbed his chin in thought.

"And cut." Cut said as she motioned for Dancer to move the camera. "Alright, here's the big scene. The next part we can do with the crew here, so we'll get the shots that explain she's going through heat later. Right now we need to get down to the nitty gritty." Cut said as Dancer began to zoom in on Sparky's round ass. "You're both ready?"

"Well," Fable looked down at Sparky, who kept her head in the bookshelf. It helped with the embarrassment.

"Oh, they're ready. Their rehearsal sounded great and looked even better." Dancer said with a thumb up.

"Cut, I need you to see this." Sparky said as she drew the director's attention.

Cut looked down toward Sparky's rump to see her pull her shorts down and reveal her long penis. Her balls were quite prominent but her cock hung there in a semi hardened state and it was a miracle no one noticed in the shorts.

The blonde unicorn looked at her for a moment and even tilted her head a bit. "Oh, one sec." She walked over toward her chair.

Sparky just assumed that she was going over to get her phone and call for another girl. She'd probably need a replacement, asap. Before she pulled her head from the shelf, though, a hand stopped her butt.

"Don't move." She'd gone to her chair and grabbed her viewfinder. She pointed it toward her shapely ass from basically the same angle as the camera. She zoomed in and zoomed out. "No, I don't need a different lens for your penis. Get your shorts up. Let's roll."

"Wait, what?" Sparky asked, her jaw going slack in befuddlement. "You really don't care?"

"You probably should have told me from the beginning, but no. Why should I care?" Cut asked as Dancer made final adjustments.

"Well, what about the cunnilingus scenes?" Dancer asked and Cut shrugged.

"Change them in the script to blowjobs. You ready?" Cut asked, then looked at Sparky. "Wait, Sparky, I need you to get hard. What's the matter? You're supposed to be in heat."

"Oh, uh, sorry, this whole thing's gotten me nervous." Sparky blushed big time.

"I can…" Fable began to say, then Cut got up from her seat and went over to Sparky.

She tugged down her shorts again and put her head between Sparky's legs. Cut astonished all three of them as she shoved her cock into her mouth and began to suck hard. Within just under a minute, her tongue and lips worked their magic as got her cock nice and slobbery, dripping with precum. Sparky was as hard as diamonds and pointed toward her stomach.

Cut pulled a rag from her back pocket and began to wipe off some of the slobber to make it look more like pre.

"There, save that. Let's roll." She got the slap board out. "Scene three, take one." She sat in her chair. "Action."

"I need you to help me without my pants." Silver said as she revealed her enormous erection and precum connecting her cock to her panties. "Please." Her asshole was puckered and readily awaiting him.

He brought his cock out, hard as a rock and leaned it against her ass, rubbing up against her asshole until he started to penetrate.

"Oh, fuck! Yes!" She cried out as he began to fuck her softly. His thumbs held her ass cheeks open as he sank deep and started fucking her harder. "Deeper! More! Yes!"

Once she got going, she was dripping precum every three pumps. Being edged from rehearsal and all of the pressure to perform had gotten her to the point where she couldn't help but start to flare.

"Cut." She said, causing Fable to stop and Sparky to grow a little agitated. "Angle back, we need her head and ass in the shot." Cut instructed Dancer.

After a bit of setup, they started back up and Fable got to pumping once more. This time, Final Cut used her magic to push the shelf forward like their fucking had finally jostled it into moving.

Silver sat up as Mr. Inkwell, astonished that the shelf had moved. She popped her neck to the side with three audible snaps that made Inkwell cringe.

That's when she got up and moved to the table in the middle of the library. She removed what remained of her clothing and got her leg up onto the table's surface. With one hand spreading her ass cheek, she looked back at Inkwell with great desire.

He did not need much coaxing. He got up and immediately began to plow her. The problem was that with three interruptions for changing angles, it took one hard penetration to do the trick.

Sparky blew her load all over the table! When Fable drove his cock all the way to the balls, there was no way she could hold it in. Sparky gave a long, weary cry of absolute gratification and satisfaction. Her face was tomato red, she was seeing stars and she couldn't help but lay down onto the table.

"Don't you dare stop fucking me!" Silver said as she got back into some form of her character. Inkwell snapped out of the stare he was giving that big puddle of white spunk that she splattered across the table.

Dancer looked back at Cut with bulging eyes, who gave her a nonverbal signal to keep rolling.

Being able to finally release was wonderful! Inkwell pumped harder and faster within Silver until he finally began to shoot hot, sticky wads of jizz inside of her. The downside was, he kept cumming inside her. It felt like her ass was drooling semen as he shot long ropes inside.

She breathed in great heaves. Her breaths spasmed as she trembled and felt gooseflesh all over, making her nipples as hard as little rocks.

"And, cut."

It was a lot of cleaning up. The worst part was when it got down on the carpet. They were prepared for it, but that didn't make it easy. They had just gotten done about five minutes before the rest of the crew came back to help with the rest of the library shoot.

There were reaction shots, a few special effects for the closeups of a prop head getting hit with the shelf and various bits of dialogue before they got everything they wanted.

"Alright, thank you all for your hard work." Dancer said to all of them as they gathered in the middle of the library. "We got done and cleaned up with 15 minutes to spare. That's outstanding for a gum and duct tape job. You guys are fantastic. Both Cut and I are loving this. Now, we plan to meet tomorrow at the East Event Center so that we can start filming the concert scene. Just be ready to hit the ground running. That's all, have a good night."

Fable sat with Cut and Sparky at another table with cups of coffee as they started carrying out equipment. They were drinking some coffee and being exhausted.

"Was porn any harder to do?" Sparky asked Fable, who nearly laughed as he drank his coffee, getting some on his chin.

"Going to be honest with you," he said as he wiped his face with a few napkins. "I don't remember a lot from then. It was a while ago and it happened so fast."

"You had a gangbang with Pink Lips." She looked at him with an incredulous expression. "How could you space that?"

Fable that about telling her about what his life was like and how he was surprised he only had three kids, but he decided that was a story for another time.

"Let's go with working for one of the girls that got away is a bit of a more memorable experience." He smiled toward Final Cut, who looked at him with an expression bordering on embarrassment.

"Really?" Cut looked off to the side, a hint of a blush touching her face.

"Of course! You're a film major. Why wouldn't I want to star in your first movie?" Fable sipped his coffee. Then he did a double take toward Sparky with a cocked eyebrow. "Wait, how did you know about Pink Lips? I didn't even tell you that."

"I pay for ClopTube…" Sparky blushed deep and looked off to the side. There was a long pause at the table.

"Well, I need to get going. I'm still looking for a new apartment." Cut said as she picked up her bag and got up from her seat. "Call me if you need a ride to the Event Center. I'll be up early."

As she got up, Fable noticed Sparky wanted to say something but only smiled and waved.

"Have a good night, Cut." Sparky got up as well, stretching and yawning.

"Thanks again, guys." Cut gave them as tiny smile as she walked to the library entrance. "The door is locked from the outside, so make sure you have everything." She said as they acknowledged.

They sat there for a moment. Finally, they had time to think about what the hell they'd gotten into. It was more than a little scary but it was also very exciting. It was a different experience for Fable, but it was far more outlandish for Sparky. She'd thought she would pass out the moment the camera was on her. As a result, easing up meant going totally slack. Her mind was mush at this point.

"Should we meet at the coffee shop tomorrow? I'll be needing some caffeine injected into me." Sparky said as she got her bag.

"Yeah, sounds good." He threw his coffee cup into a trash bin and followed her out. "You need a ride?" He asked as he got out his phone and began to text the service.

"No, I'm just down this street." She said as she already started walking toward the apartment complex just three blocks down the road. Fable recognized it as the nicer apartments with the gate. It was the one Machismo offered him when he was moving out. It was still on his list of possible places to live if he didn't see any better options.

"See you tomorrow then." Fable waved.

"Tomorrow!" She said with a little enthusiasm.

It was a little exciting wasn't it? He'd done the Pink Lips porno movie but this seemed far more tangible, more inspired than all sex with no plot. Speaking of sex, he was drained. It was not exactly cool in that library. He was hot, his cock was wrung out and he felt like he needed something to recharge.

Frozen Pop's had some good milkshakes, but he hadn't seen a few other friends in a little while that he swore he would visit more often. He figured today was the day if it was going to happen.

The car arrived to pick him up and he took him back toward the Red Love. Fable got out at Gemini Ties but made his way to Pop Candy's, opening the door.

It wasn't dead, but it was seven by the time he got there. There were three kids and a small family looking at all of the candy displays, filling their bags with the two pound deal Pop had going.

He waved at the counter, but was taken aback a little when he found himself face to face with an orange unicorn mare with a red and blue mane. Fable was entering when she was about to exit.

"Oh, hey Volt." He said, his muzzle was inches away from hers. She smiled and looked at his flight suit. Honestly, he forgot he had it on.

"Hey, Fable. Nice goggles." She said, looking up at his head. "We're practically twins." She tapped her engineer goggles on top of her head, making him snort a little. "What brings you to this part of town?"

"I told myself I would keep in touch with friends. So I figured I hadn't seen you since Winter's daughter was born." He shrugged and looked back at Star Burst, who waved as he waved.

"Oh, well, I was just about to go put on some Flavo Wheat and play some Dragon Helm 2, but I guess if you want to ruin my plans." She feigned dismay as she motioned him on with a chuckle.

"Won't make that mistake again." He laughed a little as he stepped out with her. "Wait, did you say Dragon Helm 2 was out?"

"I got the beta." She said with no shortage of pride.

"That's awesome." He grinned at her as they went next door. "How's everything with you?"

"Pretty much, same as always. Repairing air conditioners and refrigerators with the power of awesome." She unlocked the door with her key. "How about you? Is it me or do you look a little tired?"

That's when he laughed a bit and told her about flying to the coffee shoppe and getting cast in Final Cut's first movie. He also said certain details about Sparky that made Voltage raise her eyebrows.

"Yeah, she's super nice and I'm apparently going to be starring with her all this week. Should be an interesting new experience if nothing else."

As he talked, they moved through the repair shop. It looked a lot better than when he lsst saw it. The floors were neater and the lights were a lot more solid. Even the steps looked brand new with black rubber covers over each one of them, leading to the top.

"New experience, huh?" Voltage said as she opened the door at the top of the stairs and revealed that she had turned the entire upstairs area into her own room. It wasn't a trashy mess but there was a lot of stuff.

The living area was her computer setup with VR setup which was by her bed and neon light gamer chair. The walls were covered with anime posters of all kinds, some of them were ecchi, some action, while some were flat out hentai. The shelves were filled with comics, manga, video games, movies and 12" statues of all shapes and sizes beside the bobbleheads. Two bookshelves filled with hardbacks, graphic novels, trade paperbacks and old school games with their systems.

She had the whole living system down with two rooms, a bathroom with a kitchen connected to her living area. Fable whistled, quite impressed with her collection of games and movies.

"Weird how I've never been in here." Fable said as he took a gander at her posters, especially the one with the anime mare's skirt lifting up as she flew straight at a giant robot. She wore no underwear.

"Yeah, believe it or not, you're one of the very few I've invited over." She said as she pulled a dvd off of her shelf. "Why, what is this?" She seemed dumbfounded. "Well, I'll be, if it isn't Young Studs 5."

"Where did you get that?" Fable was legitimately astounded as she pointed out the big red cock fucking Pink Lips on the back cover. The red cock labeled as "Summerfall" and Fable couldn't believe he chose such a porno name. Spark was labeled "Lance" and Winter was labeled "Glacier".

"I had to order it straight from the Pink Lips website when it was released. That's what happens when you're quick to the draw. Now it's basically impossible to find a physical copy." Voltage chuckled a little as she stuck out her thumb and pinky in a Y sign. "Surf's up, dudes!"

The blush on Fable's face could be seen, despite his red complexion. He laughed a little before reaching the dvd over toward his little pack.

"Hey, what do you think you're doing, Fabby?" Voltage said before confronting him face to face.

"Just want to borrow it. I'll give it back after I watch it inthewoodchipper." He said the last part very fast and low. It was obvious she caught it, though, as she grappled him.

"Oooohh no you don't! I had to stay up all night to get that damn disc! Seeing you, Winter and Spark fuck a porn star made my life a little more complete, and now it's mine!" She began to wrestle him and she yelped as he began to spin and pivot from side to side.

Then they were face to face as she had hold of his wrists and he had her arms out wide. They paused to a moment as he leaned his muzzle onto hers and she did not pull away. He flicked the dvd onto the bed with his wrist in her hold and she still didn't let go.

"What will you give me for it?" He asked in a low voice. As she teased his bottom lip with her own.

"Nothing, it's mine, you dick." She said in the same soft, low voice. "But you need to pay asshole tax for being such a dork."

"How much is that?" He pulled her close to him as her tits pressed against his chest and their lips continued their little game of barely touching other than a few tiny little pecks.

"You tell me, asshole." She whispered, then they kissed. His fingers ran through her red and blue hair and her hands held his back firm.

Fable's heart was racing a mile a minute as he could feel her beat too. He smoothly pulled her hair tie out from her mane and they looked each other in the eyes. Her hair drooped down to the sides of her cheeks as they slowly broke the kiss.

She took one look down and tilted her head to the side. "I thought you emptied yourself out." She said as she brushed her hand over his towering phallus as it was clearly outlined in his tight flight suit.

"You do that to me." Fable smiled, making her blush a little. Then they kissed again for a shorter time.

"Is that right?" They broke the kiss again and he nodded. Then she gave him a bit of an odd look. His nod was a little floppy and his eyes were closed as he smiled like he was drunk. "Fable?"

"Hmmmm?" He tilted his head to the side and chuckled a little, eyes still closed.

"How tired are you?" Voltage asked as she stopped him from over balancing to the side.

"I'm just tired cuz I'm just a little tired." Fable smiled more, as she steadily began to walk him back.

"A little tired, of course, Prince Fable. Here, let me accompany you to the royal beds." She said as she sat him down on her bed of blue covers and white sheets.

"When did I… get… promoted?" He said as he slightly opened his eyes, only to close them a second later.

"When you got on Princess Voltage's good side." She laid down beside him as she unclasped her bra from under her shirt and pulled off her long black shorts.

"Princess…" Fable began to breathe long breaths of sleep. He snored slightly as his body twitched and went limp.

She had no idea flying ten miles and shooting a film could be so exhausting. Voltage cuddled up next to him and sighed as she laid her head on his chest. He was warm. She could smell a vague cologne on him and a hint of his natural musk. It was nice. This was nice.

I'll Shoot You

He was startled awake by his alarm clock. He cursed under his breath and yawned. His eyelids were heavy and his wing muscles were tense, if a bit sore. He needed to make a note to work them out more regularly. He'd neglected his flight a little too often lately.

That's when heard a slight groan and felt a bit of stirring. He opened his eyes, noticed he wasn't in his bed and saw Voltage next to him.

"Mother of pearls, why are you up so early?" She said in a tired, dismal voice after checking her watch. While he was trying to remember how he ended up sleeping over, she patted his arm. "Oh, right, that movie, right." She settled back in.

"Yeah." Then he came to the revelation that he had no clothes over here and he probably smelled pretty bad.

"Spark's clothes are in the guest bedroom and you can use the shower." She said, causing him to look over at her like some kind of sorceress. Voltage chuckled and smooched his snout. "I've got you covered. And I'll expect those clothes back tonight." She opened one eye and grinned at him.

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Fable got out of the car and waved his thanks to the driver. He'd thought about going home to get his own car, but he really hated being late to anything and he knew how tight a schedule they were on.

He was aghast at how many people were inside the event center. There must have been at least forty of them. He saw them all together, drinking coffee and talking in groups and pairs. Some of them stood off to the side and some of them had mohawks or some kind of punk rock gear on. It was a bit of a strange bunch.

"There he is!" Someone said from his front left. He turned with a bunch of them to see a familiar face beckoning him over. "Come on, Fable!"

The red pegasus tried to place the bluish purple pegasus on who he was, but he was drawing a sudden blank. He was heavy with makeup. His silver mane was spiked in all directions, he wore sunglasses and a black tanktop.

Fable got to him and he hugged him tight.

"Ummm okay?" Fable blinked, obviously puzzled. Then the purple pegasus pulled up his sunglasses and smiled big under the silver glitter paint on his face. "Night Moon?!"

"In the flesh, bro! Glad to see you could make it." He walked with him through the crowded hallway where people were getting the punk rock and glam rock treatment. Makeup artists and costume designers were working furiously to get people to look the part.

"Did you dye your hair?" Fable asked as he dodged the spikes.

"It's a wig, bro. We're rockers!" He held up the horned fingers and headbanged a bit.

"When did you get cast?" Fable asked as they made their way to where the set was.

There was fog all over. The stafe was set, the lights were colorful and the crew were still getting the key spotlights in place while also taping marks and setting up sound equipment.

"Hey, Fable!" Sparky waved to him. He almost didn't recognize her. She wore black platform shoes and her hair was seemingly down over her eyes. She held a black bass guitar, had on a silver shirt, black jacket sith worn, ripped up jeans.

He walked up the side steps to the stage and saw the whole band was up there. Behind them, a drumset was hooked up.

"There he is." The guitarist said, and he immediately recognized her. She was Shrapnel, but her real name was Neon Blue. She played guitar for Mutagenic Discharge. "Hey." She waved as Fable smiled and waved back.

"Damn, I knew there'd be a band, but wow." Fable said as he looked at the extras in costume trickling in. "Why do I feel so late?"

"Oh, Cut called me in early to get into costume and rehearse some songs with the band." Sparky said as she strummed some on her base. She had a perfect slap, brilliant rhythm and seemed to know what she was doing.

"Oh wow, you play bass?" Fable looked down at her fingers as they worked the strings into the frets, genuinely impressed.

"I play anything." She shrugged, making Fable laugh a little. "It was part of the reason I got the part.

"That's amazing!" Fable smiled at her and then looked behind them to see another guitarist.

He was a purple unicorn with a mohawk, green sunglasses with gold frames, and about as grungy of a costume as the others. He nodded to Fable and gave a little salute.

"Oi, mate." He said and nodded. "Brilliant meeting you. Chromatic C, that's me. Call me CC if you would." He nodded to Fable and they shook hands.

"Hey, CC, I'm Fable. Trottingham, is it?" He grinned at CC, who chuckled.

"That's a right good guess. God save the queen and all that jazz." He purposely bolstered his accent. "Heard about you. Heard you gave a proper show yesterday."

"Yeah, Fable, Sparky…" Both of them froze a bit as Blue spoke, giving them both a grin. "What's this I hear about an ass fucking and a beautiful set of b–"

"Alright, ponies, we have ten minutes!" Swing Dancer spoke with a megaphone to all of them. "Get to your specified areas and be ready to cue for dancing and thrashing. There will be no, I repeat NO real thrashing or fighting or you will be kicked off this set and you will not get paid!"

This caused a tiny stir across the extras as they expressed concern over getting into costume for nothing if this occurred.

"Ten minutes and then it is quite on the set!" She said from the center of the crowd that was finding their place along with the camera. That's when Final Cut made her way to the crew after telling a few of the talking extras what's what. Then she whispered in Dancer's ear, who nodded. "Fable Prose! You are needed in wardrobe! Fable Prose to wardrobe asap!"

"Oh, hell, duty calls." Fable said and fist bumped the band. "Alright, rock on, knock'em dead!"

"We'll be seeing you, bro. Trust me." Night said and hissed out a covered up laugh. Fable gave him an odd look and then hurried out to the center of the crowd, where they made way for him.

"Good luck, Fable!" Sparky said as he left. Then she turned to the band with a grin."You're gonna need it."

The rest of the band burst into guffaws.

Fable made it to Dancer and she smiled at him as he worked his way through a gracious crowd, who smiled as he came through. Then she directed him toward one of the entrances along the wall. It was a makeup room! Fable got one with Sparky, but she had obviously finished hers. He walked in and there were already two ponies in there, smiling at him. Behind Fable, Final Cut opened his door.

“Glad you could make it.” Cut said as she walked into the dressing room. Before Fable could ask what was up, she grabbed a box out of his dressing room corner. She popped it open to bring out some fuzzy sleeves with cartoony gloves on the end. Then she brought out a cutesy pink and purple cat head with the princessy cute face and toss it to him. “Slip it on. You’ve got five minutes until your big entrance.”

“Uuummm…” Fable slipped on the mask,which covered most of his face aside from his snout and muzzle. The more he slipped on with the mascot suit, the more he began to question.

“You’ll do fine.” Cut said as she held up the purple and pink striped arm fur with the glove at the end up to his arm. Then she slipped it along his appendage and nodded. “Yes, this fits. Put the rest on and be ready for your scene."

As soon as she said this, the band strummed up and began belting out rock riffs as all of them began to play hard. It took Fable a moment to place it, but he was certain he knew this song. As he got into the feline mascot pants, it clicked with him.

"Is that the theme to Frost Armor?" Fable asked and Cut hummed confirmation. He blinked for a moment as he stood in the strange mascot gear. "That was my favorite game growing up. How did you get ahold of those rights?"

"I've been planning this for a while." Cut said as she grunted her approval of Fable's outfit. Then of course, Dancer opened the door, making Fable freeze.

"Oh, wow! It turned out perfect!" The pegasus said as she took a closer look at Fable's costume.

"I really don't remember this being in the script." Fable said as the two of them looked him over.

"We had a rewrite, come on." Dancer said as she took his hand and led him out to the concert that was taking place.

All of them played up on stage as if they'd played together for years. The stage lights flashed all around them as they thrashed their instruments to another popular title, Demonhoof 2. The game had a better soundtrack than the first one, by popular opinion. The band gave it its dark, sinister metal sound that Fable easily recognized. It was a little astounding.

They got Fable up to his marker and then called for a cut once Demonhoof 2 was done.

"Alright! Good job, crowd. I'm feeling that energy. Keep it up!" Dancer said. "We're about to go to scene three, just keep thrashing and don't lose your place!" After they repositioned the camera, a lot of very uncomfortable eyes were on Fable as he stood in the middle of that crowd.

As soon as "action" was called, Night Moon clicked his drumsticks twice and the band began to play once again. He was amazed that they played background music from Bloodcount 3.

Inkwell made his way through the crowd, dodging headbangers, mosh pits, and crowd surfers as he made his way toward the stage. The cat suit made it a little difficult to walk, but he made it to the front of the crowd in time.

He had to dodge the stage guards, but they were already busy with other parts of the crowd. Once he was certain none of them were looking, he made his way to the stage, where the band were playing a more obscure video game soundtrack.

"Hey!" A big gruff voice shouted as someone grabbed Inkwell from behind. He got turned around and the mad looking eyes gazing at him were none other than the guy he was avoiding. "You still think you're good enough for her!?" The brown and white spotted stallion shouted over the music. He was blonde and a little taller than Inkwell.

"Back off, Rider!" Inkwell shrugged him away and kept going toward the stage. Rider started to get pulled back into the very rowdy crowd and curse when he tried to follow.

People from the stage crew didn't know what to make of it. He looked like he was a part of the show, but none of them had gotten confirmation as such. As he got to the side hall leading back staget

"I need to get through!" Inkwell shouted as two of them started to hold him back.

"Hey! Don't let him on stage!" The other stallion shouted as he got in on it. The stallion tried to punch Inkwell, but he moved to the side of his fist and it careened with the other stage hand. The crew member was knocked to the ground. The other stage hands saw Inkwell and began to surround him.

"I said I need to get through!" Inkwell said before elbowing the stagehand to the side of him before he began to advance. Then Inkwell smashed his fist into the one in front of him.

The brown and white stallion locked arms with Inkwell and the two of them began to struggle for dominance. The red pony shoved him into the wall.

"Ow! Ow! My back!" The brown spotted stallion cried out a bit and Fable let him go.

"Cut!" Final Cut said as she came out from behind the camera.

"You alright?" He asked him as the other pony moved to reveal that his back was up against a light switch. "Oh damn, didn't see that." Fable chuckled and Flint patted his shoulder.

"No sweat, man. All part of the job." Flint Steel said as he got back to the first position again. The solidly built earth pony grabbed hold of Fable's shoulder and his side as the silly looking mascot grabbed the front of his shirt.

"Miss Cut, the band is done. Did you still want to switch?" Dancer said as she got to the hallway, then Cut gave her the clipboard.

"There's still four more scenes with Fable. I'll get our leading lady ready for scene six." Cut said and they both nodded.

"Right, Fable, let's try that again." Dancer said as they poised themselves for a fight. "How do you feel about dropkicks?" She asked, making them both give her a puzzled look.

Final Cut went up to the stage as the band was dismantling their instruments and equipment. She went up to Sparky as she was wrapping up an amp chord.

"Alright, come on, Sparky, you've got to change. We're almost to the scene on the roof." Final Cut said and Sparky nodded to her. Then she turned to the purple unicorn with the guitar.

"Did you ever give me your number?" She asked and he nodded confirmation. "Did I get your numbers too?"

"You got mine. Just call me anytime early, I should pick up." Neon said as she double checked her phone, showing Sparky that they were connected.

"Should." Night Moon chuckled, making Blue give the side of his head a little slap. "We'll be in touch." He smiled at Sparky, who nodded as she started to walk with Final Cut.

"So, how's the apartment search going?" Sparky asked as they walked past Fable and Flint punching each other down, complete with elbow drops.

"About as well as you can hope while also doing principal photography for your entire life's aspiration." Cut said as she walked her into the dressing room as all of the extras began to dispurse.

"That sounds awful." Sparky said as Cut hummed confirmation.

"Probably the worst my bank account has looked for a long time. I'm trying not to think too hard about it." Cut said as they walked into the dressing room.

"I could… ummmm." Sparky began to say, stopping Cut. "Well, I mean, I'm new in town and I'm also looking for a place." Sparky said as Cut eyed her with a pair of scissors she had on hand.

"You got a job other than this movie?" Cut said as she removed Sparky's black leather jacket. Then she started to cut the shirt she had on, followed by giving it tears all across.

"I have an interview tomorrow after our shoot." She sighed. The blonde and black maned pony watched as Cut ripped small holes in her shirt.

"Who are you staying with now?" Cut asked, making Sparky look away a little.

"Let's just say it's not comfortable and I have two days to find another place." Sparky leaned back against the wall behind her as Cut moved down to her jeans.

"Then move into my hotel room." She said as she grimaced a little with the scissors. She had to be careful to not cut or stab Sparky while working the tough fabric. There was a long gestation period before Sparky shook her head a little.

"I'm sorry, what did you say?" Sparky asked as Cut opened a wider hole on her knee.

"I need a roommate and you need a place. So, until we find a new place, come live with me now so you don't need to live in discomfort." Then she gave a quiet curse as she ripped open a hole in Sparky's jeans at the hip.

The head of Sparky's penis glared at Final Cut as she had opened too large a hole. The gray pony widened her eyes as she saw her cock pulse in front of Cut.

"You don't have underwear on?" Final Cut asked and the blushing pony shook her head, still flushing deep red.

"I… oh!" Sparky was about to explain before Final Cut swallowed her cock, pulling more out of the hole in her pants. Her cock hardened in the green mare's mouth as she sucked and reached into the hole to grip her balls. "Cut! Aren't we in a… oh yes!"

"We have a moment." Cut said before the blonde unicorn pushed the huge, throbbing cock back and forth in her mouth. "I need this." Final Cut said as she got onto her knees and bent over in front of Sparky. She pulled her pants down to reveal her plump, round ass in front of her.

"Oh, so you do." Sparky was so deep in the throes of lust that she didn't hesitate to get her torn jeans around her ankles.

That's when Final Cut spread her ass cheeks for Sparky. She showed off her soaked pussy with dripping juice, her asshole and pressed her finger into the latter.

"Right here." Cut said with as little embarrassment as she could muster.

Sparky did not question her. She simply pressed her thick hard member against her asshole and let it slowly sink in. For the first time Sparky had ever seen, Cut put on a very large strained expression as she looked back at the gray mare. That big cock stretched her asshole so well that she even gave a soft whimper.

"Does that hurt?" Sparky said, stopping.

This drew a distressed face as Cut shook her head. "Harder, deeper!" She showed a side of herself that Sparky had no idea existed.

Then Sparky pulled her in balls deep, making Cut grit her teeth and start to give a small cry with each thrust. "You really love getting butt fucked, don't you?" She said as she increased her rhythm, starting to smack her balls against Cut's very open pussylips. Her hands were gripping her ass cheeks and molding their malleable form as she caressed them in a tight grip.

"I love it, please fuck my ass more." Cut's cheek was against the ground as her ass got pounded.

The big, dark gray phallus kept squeezing through that tight anus as she felt a tremor go through Cut's body. Before she could ask what that was, she felt pussy juice squirt onto her balls and Final Cut began to tremble. She let out a little high pitched cry as she seemed to melt and sweat against the floor.

Her ass got filled. As Sparky pumped her cock harder into Final Cut, hot cum drenched her insides and splattered the insides of her asscheek. Cut let out a sigh of relief as she went still aside from some heavy breathing.

"I needed that." Cut said, grunting as Sparky pulled her cock out, allowing white ooze to surface in her slightly gaped asshole. "Thank you." She looked back at Sparky as she got up and got her pants pulled back up.

That's when they both heard a shatter from outside while the main concert hall went a little darker. There were some little screams and sounds of panic and both of them looked at each other.

"Damnit." Final Cut popped her next, keeping a stoic expression.

They got to the concert hall to see that three of the spotlights were blown out and smoking. Dancer had already turned off the power to them but it was still hot and smelled like burned rubber.

"We were done with those lights, right?" Cut asked as she looked over the spotlights' broken glass and black insides.

"We're pretty much done with the stage. Now we need to figure out if it's worth calling for repairs versus getting our security deposit back." Dancer said, waving away the smoke with a bit of a cough. "Alright, everyone! Take ten while we figure this out and open up some doors!" She coughed a little louder as she walked tp the back of the stage, away from the broken lights at the front edge.

Final Cut looked at the busted electronics, unamused. She sighed, knowing that things were going too smoothly. This sort of thing was bound to happen sooner or later.

That's when Fable went up to Sparky and whispered in her ear. There was a long moment while the directors patrolled their phones for options. They thought maybe rigging the lights themselves might work. It was too risky and it would take too long.

"Um, Cut?" Sparky said with a little hesitation. Cut looked over at her to see her hook her arm in hers and begin to drag her away.

"What are you doing?" Cut eyed her with slight puzzlement.

"Fable had a pretty good idea." Sparky said as Cut looked back to see Fable was already talking on his phone.

"Wait, what?" Cut was still clearly confused as Sparky pulled her into a one occupant lady's restroom. As soon as she closed and locked the door, down went Final Cut's pants.

"He told me to give you a breather." She said, knowing full well that this meant an extra long break for Cut.

"Oh, well that was nice of-ooohhh." Cut leaned flat against the door as Sparky licked her very sensitive vaginal lips. Cut wasted no time in propping her leg up on the sink counter as she removed her hoof from her pants.

She was still very, very wet and her ass was still full of cum. That didn't matter as Sparky began to lick the tender inner pink of her twitching sex. She held the pussy open with two thumbs and ground her tongue all in her fuck hole as Cut began to sweat and breathe much harder.

"Can you do this," she swallowed hard and almost swooned as her tongue swiped past her clitoris. "Every break for me?" She asked as Sparky hummed her agreement. Then she started to suck her sweet pussy lips while her tongue continued to wiggle inside her lips. Cut started to lose control of her faculties. She even reached a nice high pitch as Sparky pressed her tongue right beside her clit and did not relent.

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"Yeah, it looks like the power overloaded in them for some reason." Fable said into the phone as he looked over the busted spotlights. "All three of them went out with a burst."

"Is everyone okay?" Voltage asked as she loaded up her van and got into the front. "It was just those three?"

"Yeah, everyone was a little rattled but they're fine. It was just the three." Fable said as he breathed out a little. Then he tried to loosen the cat mascot head away from his chin.

"Are you okay?" She chuckled a little as she pulled out of the parking spot and began to drive.

"Yeah, they just got me wearing this mascot outfit and it's getting hot." He said as he went to one of the coolers and filled a foam cup full of water.

"I'm sorry…" Voltage's eyes widened as she blinked at the phone. "What did you say?"

"What? They got me wearing a purple cat suit. You know, like for a sports… hello?" He heard a loud click and the phone line went out. "Voltage?" There was silence. He looked at his phone, shrugged and drank some water.

That's when everyone heard a very loud motor with a low whine in the distance. Someone was speeding on the road hardcore and he was fairly certain they were getting closer. As the noise grew, more people took notice, especially when the noise came into the parking lot and sped across it like a motorized rabbit! The tires peeled and screeched as the vehicle stopped. All onlooking eyes were dumbfounded.

Through the doors, an orange streak of light burst in and glared a sinister grin toward the red stallion. Voltage took out a phone and lunged from half the concert hall and flew in slow motion as she took picture after picture.

From the lunge, she rolled onto the stage. She kipped up and snapped one last picture of the purple clad pony with a flabbergasted expression plastered across his face.

"That's one for the scrapbook." She giggled and took one more for good measure.

"Um, have a thing for mascot suits?" Fable asked as she blew a bubble of gum and looked over her new picture set.

"Yeah, those fur suits really do it for me." Voltage gave him a condescending smile before pecking a kiss on his snout. "When it's nice and embarrassing for all parties present." She put away her phone and took out a tiny flashlight. "Now, show me where they're at."

She started working on the lights as soon as she found their power source and got to work. Final Cut finally came onto the scene with Sparky, who looked ready to go on the roof.

"So, Cut, nice to see your movie is coming along well." Voltage said as she stripped out a new wire.

"Thanks. How's the business?" Final Cut asked as she went to check some footage on the camera.

"It's fine. Air conditioners keeping us busy and whatnot." She hooked up her multimeter to one of the wires. "Looks like you had a circuit overload. Not bad. This is probably faulty wiring from the looks of it."

"Sweet," Dancer said as she grinned at Final Cut. "That means we're not liable! Movie's back on! Everyone to the roof!"

The rest of the crew gave some whoops and hollers as they gathered up their equipment.

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"No, Limewire! I'm not in love with you!" Silver Star said as the helicopter propeller spun overhead. Her thick mane flopped around on her head as she stood there, injured, burned and spotted with soot. "You can't follow me!"

Limewire, played by Flint Steel, held his arm up over his head to reduce the sun's glare overhead as they stood on top of the building. He kept approaching her, holding his hand out to her.

"But Silver! Your name is on the lease and I don't know how to make tea as well! You gotta come back!" He kept reaching for her but the helicopter blades were loud and obtrusive.

"I'm sorry, Lime, but this is for the best!" Silver pulled out a gun and shot him in the leg. He cried out and fell to one knee.

"Ow!" He took a deep breath. "Why!"

That's when she boarded the copter and closed the door as it took off.

From behind Limewire came Inkwell, standing behind him with burnt flaps of clothing all over him. He gazed off into the distance where the copter flew and sighed.

"Well," Limewire said as he held the wound on his leg and looked up at him. "I may have lost, but so did you." He glared scornfully toward Ink, who glanced down at him with a sputter.

"Yeah, sorry to be the bearer of bad news." Inkwell said as he ran and jumped off the building roof. His wings expanded and he took off like a bullet.

"Oh, come on!" Limewire shouted, flopping both of his arms down.

"And cut." Final Cut said as the camera turned off and the crew breathed a sigh of relief.

"Alright, people! Get cleaned up and we meet at the next location at ten tomorrow morning." Dancer said as Fable landed back on the top of the building.

The copter was also swinging back around to land on the event center's roof once again. As Fable looked around, he heard a slow clap around with the sound and lighting guys as they packed up their cases. There was Sweet Voltage, giving Fable a smug grin as she clapped.

"You were wonderful. I especially liked how you and Sparky… I'm sorry, 'Silver Star', survived that fuel tank explosion. Nice pyrotechnics, by the way." Voltage said to Final Cut as she walked by, covered in rolled up cords around her shoulders and arms.

"I have a good crew." Cut nodded her thanks as Voltage took two of them off her arm to help carry them.

"Hey, guys! We got that in one take?" Sparky said after she waved goodbye to the helicopter flying off in the distance. "That's amazing! Looks like Fable only had to risk his life once!"

"Yeah, thanks for that." Fable said as he carried a light over his shoulder. Then he turned to Final Cut with pursed lips. He glanced over toward Sparky, who nodded toward Cut. "So, Cut, we've been wondering about this script."

"Yeah?" Cut led them down the stairs to the main hall where the crew was loading up the vans outside.

The daylight was starting to fade to dusk. The parking lot was all but empty and the crew had all but finished loading most of the equipment.

"Well, considering what comes next, we were wondering what kind of movie this is." Fable put the light in with the rest of them and started gathering the cords to put in the back of the van.

"It's a love story." Cut replied as she closed the van's backdoors. "See you tomorrow." Then, she took Fable by surprise. She held him close and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Then she motioned for Sparky to come along.

The gray pony's eyes widened as she gazed at Cut. There were so many questions about earlier, she'd wondered if she even remembered about the offer.

"You coming?" Cut asked and Sparky smiled, nodding.

"Ummm yeah, see you tomorrow." Fable said as she got into her van and drove off. He glanced over at Voltage, who was texting on her phone.

"Alright, you've got two options." She said with a sweet smile toward him. "You can either go home, or you can go with me to Pop's shop to taste some of our baked stuff tonight. I'd understand if you were too tired."

"You're having a girls night bakery?" Fable asked and she hummed affirmation. "Is this a normal thing for you two?"

"She taught me how to bake a few years back and we sort of fell into a routine. Just remember that this is not an invitation I give to just anyone." Voltage gave him a glare, complete with scowl and pointing finger. "So you'd better make up your mind and then forget about the whole thing. If you tell anyone about this, I will deny it up and down."

That's when Fable put on an exaggerated face. "Didn't they tell you never to point?" He pushed her pointed finger to the side and pulled her into a kiss. Her eyes opened wide and it took a moment, but her arms wrapped around his shoulders.

The sun was setting over the horizon, creating a purple and orange cloud formation. The sky was growing dim and the streets began to grow busy around them as the night owls began to emerge.

They held onto each other for a good long moment and ran their hands over one another. When he finally broke the kiss, she gazed into his blue eyes as he gazed into her eyes of gray. He leaned the edge of his forehead onto hers. They stood close and felt each other's sweat and pulsing hearts between them.

Anti Climactic

Pop Candy hugged Fable tight and they kissed each others' cheeks. Voltage had told her they were both coming over, but she still seemed rather excited. They were in the back of her candy store. It'd existed for over four years at that point and you'd never know it. Pop kept it in very good shape and the twins kept the machines working as they had as a last act of her original store. There was so much history in this place, they didn't even seem to notice it until then.

"From what I hear, Pearl Necklace's father is still in prison." Fable said as he unwrapped a stick of butter. "Pearl said she went to visit him last month and he's pretty much settled in. Now, whether or not his parole hearing goes anywhere is up to interpretation. I personally think he's got a shot."

"I don't." Both ladies said at the same time. They put on dark, frowning faces knowing very well what that pony was capable of. He nearly made both of them, and Electric Spark, homeless.

"That guy wasn't satisfied with foreclosing my original store. No, he had to go for my new store that I'd just gotten and Gemini Ties, along with the stores in our surrounding area. The guy was a creep." Pop wanted to say more but figured she'd made her point and started up with the whisk in a bowl of batter.

"Exactly," Voltage sputtered, "we were milliseconds away from losing our business because he wanted more money. He's better off in a cage."

Obscenely Rich did a number on a lot of people, as he remembered it. Honestly, Fable thought about writing the story from his perspective, but he realized it was a very raw subject and honestly, the part he played was middling.

"Well, still, a lot of good came from it. It was the first time I officially met Voltage." Fable said, making Volt chuckle.

"Yeah, it was also the first time I watched you and Winter double fuck a mare." As Voltage said this, Pop stopped mixing. All three of them gazed at the metal table in the middle of the backroom. "Is that the same…"

"Yep." Pop affirmed, nodding. "Still, the health inspectors have literally never bothered me again after all of that. Either they know I keep this place like a palace or they know I was within my rights to file a lawsuit for several counts of Minty Fresh's misconduct."

"Well, that must be nice." Fable said, deciding not to bring up the fact that it was not the last time they encountered Minty. Pop giggled a little and hummed her agreement.

They poured the batter into two cake pans and set them both into the oven, which was already preheated.

"Now!" Pop said as she set her phone to go off as well when the ovens were close to done. "I remember something about a movie we need to watch!"

"A movie?" Fable looked to Voltage, who nodded. "Well, that's… that's… that's… noooo no. Why, why are you doing this?" Fable said as he watched Voltage pull a familiar dvd from her pack by the table. "You do understand, your soul will rot and burn as a result."

"You talk as if I'm worried. That's cute." Voltage gave him an eye pulled down and a tongue out.

The death glare he gave her began to darken the room around them until the dvd began to glow and float. It floated over to Pop Candy as her pink aura surrounded it and her horn. She looked at the cover as she wiped off the counter. Then her eyes bugged out and her jaw dropped.

"No way!" Pop began to laugh with an abundance of joy. "You had sex with Pink Lips?!"

His face was beyond flushed, it was blue at this point. Voltage stood beside him and nodded with a crazed smile on her face.

"Yup, and all three of our boys show off their dicks enough to draw them from memory." Voltage tried to hold back hysterical laughter.

There was no stopping it at this point. Once the mess was cleaned, they went over to watch it in Voltage's living room.

"Does this one have Machismo?" Pop asked as she sat to Fable's left. She brought a red plaid blanket and draped it over the three of them to give the real sleepover effect.

"No, I'm fairly certain we shot this while he was on his way out of the porn business. I wanted to talk to him about it at the gym but it was a very raw subject by then." Fable said as the movie started up with its laughable video quality.

There stood a naked Fable, making both girls' jaws drop.

"Hi, my name is Summerfall." Fable's cock was very well lit by the stage lights.

"Oh, my name is Lance." Spark, the muscular orange unicorn said. It looked like he didn't expect to be next as his attention suddenly snapped to the camera. Then it moved to Winter, who seemed the most at ease with this whole thing.

"And my name is Glacier." Winter said with a toothpaste commercial smile.

That's when Pop sputtered hard and gave out a labored laugh that took every breath from her lungs. Both Voltage and Fable couldn't help but join in on the guffaws as the starting credits rolled to introduce the actresses Mira, Miro and Pink Lips herself.

"And my name is Glacier." Pop Candy tried to imitate Winter, which only fueled the laughter more. "What the hell was that?"

"They were in a hurry." Fable said as he wiped tears from his eyes. "We barely had time for casting. Their original stars couldn't make it. They literally took one at us and said 'hired'! We could barely believe it was happening. One minute, we're inputting… was it a water heater?... The next minute, we're being told to strip down and say some stupid lines."

"Oh, wow, it doesn't look all bad." Voltage said as Fable began to massage a young mare, who was progressively getting more nude as he rubbed her body. Fruit Basket was a purple unicorn and her tits were obviously so fake at a cup size FF.

"Oh! I have a bit of tightness!" she said as she turned over for him to expose her whole body. Then she spread her legs full eagle span to reveal her dark pink pussylips. "Right here." She smiled at him with those bedroom eyes that only porn stars could pull off. He began to rub her labia with two fingers.

"Wow, she has a good moan." Voltage said, now watching intently.

"I was just thinking that. I can't even tell if it's fake." Pop admitted, looking to Fable, who shrugged as he watched.

That was when a bright yellow earth pony walked in with a gasp. Obviously, the two were lovers. They had a half hearted spat, which inevitably led to Fruit Basket bouncing on his cock and her lover, Lyrics, squatting onto Fable's face as he performed a very skilled cunnilingus.

Voltage suddenly put her hand on Fable's crotch and he gave her an odd look. She gave him a devious grin.

"Enjoying the show, Fabs?" Volt said as she began to run one fingertip across the front of his shaft's outline over the blanket.

"You put in a porn." Fable reasoned, making her snicker and nod as she thought the same thing right after she said it. "Not to mention, she was very well experienced."

"Oh, yeah? She suck a good cock?" Voltage asked as she began to caress him from the top of the blanket. She kept a very good pressure on his dick as she squeezed and rubbed.

Fable let out a strained hum to confirm it. Then he looked at Pop, who seemed caught up in the real life show more so than the one on screen. She didn't face them but her pupils invaded her own peripherals as her cream colored face deepened red.

"No need to be shy, Pop. You've seen it before." As Voltage pulled Fable dick out from under the blanket, Pop frozen.

She could hear her heart race within her chest as she gazed at the big red hard on. It fit so well in Voltage's hand, barely able to wrap her fingers around the length.

"You know, I'm pretty sure Pop has tits just as big as the unicorn." Voltage said to Fable as they both eyed the pink, blue, yellow maned unicorn.

Pop blinked and looked down at her chest. She was still in her red uniform but that did nothing to hide that her breasts protruded through her top like aerial bombshells.

"Yeah, but hers are real and probably look way better. You know, no offense to girls with implants." Fable grunted a little bit as Voltage's mouth wrapped around his cock. She began to massage his glans with her tongue. He was so hard, it felt amazing in her mouth.

"You two are terrible." Pop said as she rolled her eyes and sighed. Then she pulled off her top. Her very large tits were now clad only in a bra. "They're not that nice." She said as she saw Voltage reach for one a softly squeeze it.

"Yeah, they are." Fable said with no hesitation.

"Top 10 in Ranchtown." Voltage said, then Fable shrugged. He found it a little strange that they could talk like this as she jerked him off.

"Top 5, easy." Fable said, causing Pop to deepen the flush on her face, biting her lower lip.

Her eyes went back to Fable's large cock sinking deep into Voltage's mouth as her tongue caressed its length. The red stallion couldn't help but lean his head back and sigh. Her technique with both tongue and lip actions were amazing as she caressed her mouth over the area just below the head.

"Come on, Pop, it's been way too long." Voltage said as she returned to jerking Fable off. She cocked an eyebrow toward Pop Candy, who couldn't deny that she'd been more than scarce in the dating scene.

Before he knew it, he heard a bra hit the floor. Pop grabbed hold of his hand and brought it up to unfathomable softness. He opened his eyes to large, pink areolas that framed nipples that were hard as large pebbles. His hand felt the gelatin-like flesh and squeezed as her huge bosom relented to every movement. Pop probably had the most malleable breasts he'd ever felt.

"Fuck, this is getting hot." Voltage said as she pulled off her top.

As his lips went to Pop's nipple, his hands went to Voltage's nice plump, orange tits.

"Oh! So needy!" Pop groaned as she brushed her fingers through his long black mane. He switched from one nipple to the other. His teeth and his tongue working the cream colored unicorn's boob bump, making her areolas prickle.

When she finally got her tits away from his mouth, she gasped at the sudden lost suction and air hitting her nipple. She moaned deeply and squeezed her tits tight.

"Such a criminal." Pop purred as she stood up from the couch. As soon as she did, he tugged down her black dress pants. She gasped as her red lace panties were exposed.

"Who are you calling a criminal?" Fable grinned as she scoffed. That was when he noticed a very visible dark spot on the crotch of her underwear.

"Someone was enjoying the show." Voltage said as she stripped herself down and did a hands-on-hips pose for the two of them. Then she thought for a moment, pointing to Pop. "You first. You need it more."

"You don't know that." Pop's cheeks went Fable's shade of red. "At least you can't prove it." She said in a lower tone as her hand propped up to her mouth.

"Uh huh? Prop your hoof up on the couch." Voltage ordered, pointing to the spot next to where Fable was sitting.

There was a slight hesitance, but as soon as Pop Candy put her hoof up onto the couch, her legs were spread, her knee was ninety degrees and the wet spot in her pants seemed to cover the majority of her taint.

"Well, little Miss 'Can't Prove It', it looks like we just proved it." Voltage said as Pop's brain turned off for a moment.

She'd known Fable for a long time, longer than Voltage, even. He'd been one of her earliest customers at her first shop and he'd helped her find some books on rare magic while he worked at the library. Now, he was rock hard right in front of her and gazing at her panties as they were damp and narrowly pinched.

He had a perfect view of her right outer labia and the smell she emitted from her piping hot hormones only seemed to make him throb harder.

As she predicted, he pounced. His finger moved her panties to the side as his mouth attached. As soon as his lips touched her sopping folds, her eyes widened. Two orange hands reached around her from behind and began to massage her two huge bags of dough. With Fable tonguing Pop's pouring pussy and Voltage pinching her nipples at just the right pressure, she came.

Her legs twitched, her knees went rubbery and she howled at her top octave for a solid five seconds as her pussy tightened and loosened. It was too much, as Fable gave her one more long lick before backing up and letting her plop to the couch. Her massive tits bobbed and jiggled as she collapsed and she began to pant as sweat sparkled all over her face.

Then Pop eyed that fat cock as Fable got wholly naked. Both he and Voltage came together in an embrace and a kiss as she giggled.

"You taste like pussy." Voltage moaned before rubbing her tongue against his.

"Want my cock to smell like it too?" Fable whispered into her ear before nibbling on it, making her gasp at the stimulation. She sighed as her arms broke out in gooseflesh and her hand rested on his pulsing penis. She smeared the thick layer of precum all over him and hummed her approval.

Then both of them looked down at Pop, who was sliding her middle and ring fingers into her cunt. Her other hand squeezed and caressed her tits as she watched the two of them.

Voltage got a devious grin on her face as she got down on her knees in front of Pop. She gently patted her hand away and then lunged her tongue deep into her sex hole. The cream colored unicorn grasped the cushion underneath her and yipped with surprise. "Oh God yes! Fuck me!" Pop cried as Volt pumped her tongue back and forth between her pussy lips.

That was when Voltage felt the big red dick come into play. Her mouth was pushed against Pop's vagina hard and Pop had nothing but hot expletives to shout in response.

Fable grasped Voltage's purple lighting bolt cutie mark on both hips as he began to thrust one hard pump at a time.

"Oh! Fable! Fuck! Yes! Break me! Don't stop! Pound me!" Voltage was worked up within seconds and Pop couldn't help but cum after just a few more of Voltage's licks on her clitoris.

"You like it when I beat my balls against you?" Fable whispered to her and she only had two very loud moans in response as she began to tremble. Her pussy tighten against his cock with a death grip and he could do nothing other than push through.

"Fable! Don't say that dirty stuff!" Pop said as she rubbed her pussy against Voltage's open muzzle and tongue.

"Fable! Hey! Stop." Volt patted him on the side of his hip, where the quill and scroll were.

"What? What's wrong?" Fable stopped humping, gasping and sweating as this pretty much stopped him beyond his halfway point.

"The real problem? Not a safe day for me and I know you've apparently got some amazing sperm." She said as she pulled away from him, sighing.

"Well, I mean I don't like to brag or any-" Fable began to say but then she glared at him as she quickly held up two fingers in front of his face.

"Secondly," she suddenly began to grin toward Pop, whose legs were still in the air as she laid back on the couch. Her tits were on either side of her chest as it heaved from however far Voltage pushed her hot cunt into an orgasm. "I think someone else needs some more attention."

Pop's eyes widened as she looked from his huge, throbbing member to his balls that looked like they were about to go critical.

"Ummm, did you uuhh…" Pop cleared her throat and stifled a bit. Her pink eyes looking into his blues. "Would you mind terribly?"

Fable cock an eyebrow in a look of astonishment at her. She blinked at him as he wasted no time in straddling her ass and pushing her legs closer to her chest. He didn't even need to aim.

"Oh, YES!" She cried out as her pussy was stretched to a small degree. In no time, he was jackhammering her. Pop's moans only rose in octave as she came within seconds. "Oh! You fucking brute!" Without even thinking about it, they locked lips as he punished her pussy for not reaching orgasm sooner.

"You two…" Voltage said as she sat on her gaming chair nearby. She had a perfect view of his balls bouncing up and down as that thick shaft disappeared within her void.

The orange unicorn watched him pound their dear friend and cause her to make a hot white mix of their juices drip from her marehood as she reached a second climax. Voltage was grinding her fingers hard against her pink lips as she sat there, spread eagle. She pinched her own nipple and had no problem cumming from such a lustful display.

Then she watched as he let out a very hard grunt. His snout snorted and he sputtered as white cream pulsed from either side of his sunken dick. Pop began to drool as she felt her brain turn into a puddle and her pussy spurted one sharp shot of spunk and vaginal juice across the floor.

The stallion was still cumming! He pulled out of her and shot four more wads of jizz across her stomach to the underside of her breast.

The room was up by five degrees and smelled of hot, gushing sex. All that could be heard was Pop's hooves as they plopped down to the floor in front of her, along with panting breaths.

The cream colored unicorn tried to get her head straight, but there was still a ringing in her ears. She also couldn't stop semen from flowing out of her very well fucked vagina, but she stopped trying after a moment.

"You have the ultimate sex mane." Voltage noted the pink, blue and yellow hair was in absolute dire straights.

"Sorry." Fable said with a chuckle as he sat against the foot of the couch, leaning his head against one of the cushions.

"Don't be." Pop whispered between breaths.

They sat unmoving for a while longer before Voltage finally got up and surveyed the carnage. She popped her back and stretched a bit. "Well, Fable, I suppose you'll be spending the night."

Then they all heard Spark on the TV monitor.

"Dude, dig the bikini babes!" Spark, AKA, Lance said with a surf board under his arm on the beach. Four bikini clad mares pulled their tops off at the beach head as they greeted all three stallions. The porno ended with them running out toward the waves.

"Wow, I forgot this was on, to tell the truth." Fable said as he watched himself and the other two trio run toward the topless women as the credits rolled. "Don't remember filming this scene eith… oh wait, yes I do, this is when Winter-"

As Fable and Spark kept running with their surfboards under their arms, Winter put his board in the water. Then he started paddling out toward the sea. Four seconds later as the others ran off screen, Winter's board flipped over to the side and he sank like a stone.

All three of them in the living room burst out laughing. The porn faded to black, then it went to the main menu where Pink Lips showed off her pink lips against a blue background. It looked like a dvd made in the 90's, not late 2010's.

"Wow, I need to get to bed." Fable said, prompting all of them to get up off their furniture and stretch.

Pop growled a little bit as her hand went straight down to her crotch and she scurried toward the bathroom. “Come on, Fable! Learn to hold back a little.”

“Talk to little miss tease over here.” Fable eyed Voltage, who put on an exaggerated hurt expression.

“But, Fable, I would never–” She passed in front of him and gave his low hanging cock a little slap, making it pendulum. “Oops.”

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The beach was absolutely packed! Ponies from all over Ranchtown were present that day. The crowd was abuzz with all activities you'd expect, especially when the cast and crew started filming the scene.

Silver Star worked her way around the crowds. She wore a tiny triangle bikini top with a grass skirt for bottoms. It kind of amazed her how many mares went topless and how many stallions were sunbathing nude. It was like a naturalist paradise at this point.

That was until she got to the tiki bar in the middle of the beach. There was a circle bar with lots of drinks and blenders to mix them with ice. However, while a white bat pony was serving drinks in the tiniest bikini versus her very curvy body, a brown unicorn mare was naked and tied up on a vertical table by her ankles and wrists. As Mocha hung there, suspended, her face was red, flustered as she moaned. Hiyo, the bright blue pegasus and Cinnamon Swirl, the cream colored unicorn were taking turns licking her pussy as he legs were trapped wide open.

"What can I get for you?" The white batpony named Snowpeak came up to her behind the bar and gave her a smile and spoke in a tone of voice that seemed to exude the desire to lick Silver from top to bottom.

"Ummm, can I get a sour pineapple?" She asked, then looked up to see Cinnamon had backed up a little from the bound Mocha and massaged her clit as her pussy squirted so much juice.

"Oh! Fuck!" Mocha twitched her entire body as she climaxed very hard! Her bright pink nipples bounced up and down as she finally settled back onto the table.

"What's happening with her?" Silver Star asked, pushing her black and brown hair out of her own face as she gazed at Mocha. Who was now a sweaty mess.

"She was naughty." Cinnamon said as she licked her thumb and forefinger clean. "She had to like her punishment." As the cream colored unicorn looked toward her with a grin, Slarky gave her an odd look back. She was naked, like the bright blue pegasus beside her.

"Can I…" Mocha almost couldn't speak after everything that just occurred. "Go again? I think I'm ready."

"For your fourth round? Uh, no." She shook her head. "You need some rest." Hiyo said as she started to untie Mocha's ankles.

Inkwell dodged the people around him from side to side, trying to get through to the minibar. Silver had been gone for some time and he was starting to get worried. That was until he got to the tiki bar itself. It took him a moment, but he could hardly believe what he was seeing.

Snowpeak and Mocha both were sucking on Silver Star's very erect cock. She was tied to the rack and her jaw was slack as her mind struggled to keep up with everything. Inkwell watched as the white bat pony nearly choked on Silver's nice big penis half way down her throat while Mocha worked her tongue around the ballsack.

"Hi, how could I possibly help you, handsome?" Cinnamon asked as she chewed the tip of her finger and gazed at the big red stallion in the ice blue swim trunks.

"I was actually here for her." He said, pointing to Silver, who used one tied up hand to wave at him. Her modest tits were exposed while her cock was beginning to flare a bit.

"Oh, yes, I almost forgot." Cinnamon said as she got the pineapple drink from the bar and went to Silver to hold the straw up to her mouth so she could drink. Silver took a few sips and nodded her thanks as the mares continued to pleasure her rock hard member as it throbbed between them. She returned to Inkwell with a big smile on her face.

"You okay up there, dear?" Ink asked as Mocha took most of Silver's big cock in. She let it slide down her throat as Snow sucked the side of the base shaft.

"Oh, Ink! I asked for the honeymoon special! It's amazing!" Silver was not keeping it together very well at all. "I n-never thought marriage would be so wonderful! Oh! God! Yes! Play with my balls!" Her face became so red, she almost went cross eyed.

"Would you like to give it a try?" Cinnamon Swirl asked as she pulled Hiyo close to her and the bright blue pegasus gave Cinnamon an angry look.

Inkwell blinked, his jaw dropped to the floor as he watched his wife blow a huge load of cum onto Snow's huge tits and all over Mocha's face and mouth. The bound, helpless new bride exhaled a huge sigh of relief as she blew large gouts of spunk until the last drop. His eyes darted from his wife to Snowpeak in quick succession.

"No, I think I'll be okay."

Within five minutes, Inkwell was on a table identical to the one Silver was on. Hiyo and Cinn took care of his big red cock was he stayed there, suspended against the surface. He was fully erect while both of them covered his shaft and head in licks and kisses.

"I'll never forget this time we've had, Inkwell." Silver Star said as she reached over to him and grabbed his hand as both of them were pleasured by the bar clerks. "Especially when you proposed to me at the roller derby. Such a magical time."

They held each other's hand and gazed into each other's eyes as the sun began to set. The journey had ended but there would always be room for another.

"And cut." Final Cut said as the camera stopped rolling. "That's a wrap!" She shouted, about as excited as anyone had ever seen her as the crowd and crew around her gave a huge cheer!

That's when the equipment was shoved into storage and the drinks started to flow all over the beach!

It wasn't long after that when Fable busted all over Hiyo and Cinnamon. They both jerked his cock and caught as much as they could into their gaping maws. Much like Mocha and Snowpeak, the two of them were glazed over their smiling faces.

That's when Fable got freed from his bonds and heard a slow clap. He turned to see Voltage in front of the bar, standing over her red frilly drink that she sipped occasionally.

"Grand performance there, Mr. Inkwell." She chuckled as Hiyo and Cinnamon cleaned themselves off with wipes the crew handed to them.

"You're trespassing on set, ma'am. Gonna need you to vacate." Fable said with a frowning scowl as he stared her down. She grinned at him and giggled.

She leaned over to face him full on as he leaned over to frown harder. They met in a kiss.

"Oh, look, darling." Cinnamon said to Hiyo. "Fable's going steady."

Fable and Voltage looked at each other. He looked a little puzzled and she shrugged her shoulders. He shrugged as well and put his hand in hers. They both waved to Cinn and Hiyo, who smiled and waved back as they walked away.

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As soon as Final Cut closed the door to her new apartment, TotalSpark was all over her. Sparky grabbed her and pulled her into a kiss, making her give a small grunt in surprise. Then she grabbed onto her big, super soft breasts and caressed them through her shirt. The two of them kissed while their tongues lapped together. Cut reached down Sparky's pants and grabbed her cock in a tight grip as the gray pony sucked on her bottom lip.

As they moved through the room, which was very empty aside from a queen size mattress and an ice chest full of drinks and snacks. All the while, they took off their clothes until Sparky got Cut down on top of the mattress. She put the green unicorn's legs together and held them upward to get a good look at her pussy and asshole as her big, round cheeks spread.

"God, yes, do it." Cut whispered as she played with her fat tits. Then she let out a wondrous sigh as Sparky shoved her cock deep in her gushing vagina. Final Cut was soaked. As soon as the big, dark gray member stretched her tube, it twitched and tightened around her lover's phallus.

Holding Cut's legs together, up in the air, Spark switched to her asshole suddenly. With her juices lubricating her glans and shaft, Sparky went very deep into her anus. This was when Cut cried out. Her face turned red, she grit her teeth and could only speak in high pitched vowels. Sparky began to wreck that tight asshole. Every few seconds, Cut would cry out as she hit just the right spot.

Until finally, Cut sprayed pussy juice all over Spark's groin, getting her cock even more wet. She did not stop. The green mare's face became beet red and she drooled as she felt a wonderfully hard cock pound her ass. She was losing control, blanking out and crying out until finally, hot wads of cum splashed against the inside of her asshole.

Her brain burst with ecstasy as she felt hot spunk overflow her asshole and dominate her thoughts. She tried to say something, but all that came out were a few jumbled words and some nonsensical hand gestures. Finally, Sparky slowed down to a stop.

As she plopped down beside Cut, they were nothing but two husks of gasping, sweating flesh. It took them a long while before the AC cooled them down and Final Cut's funtime afterglow high died down to a pleasant buzz.

"I love you." Final Cut said, causing Sparky to look at her with incredulous eyes. Ninety-eight percent of the time, the green unicorn had barely shown any semblance of strong emotions. Now, there was this. Then Cut looked off to the side with a frown. "I'm sorry, I-"

Sparky interrupted her with a long kiss and a tongue in her mouth that Cut sucked on.

It wasn't long before Cut's ass was sticking straight up again with a big gray penis slapping against her insides. The two fucked like minx as Cut received a pussy full of hot jizz to go along with her cream-filled butt.

There came another crash as the two lay flat against the mattress in a heap of sweat and sex juices.

"So, if I wanted another round, do I need to say that again?" Cut asked, making Sparky give a very exhausted giggle.

"You're adorable." She patted Final Cut's cheek with her palm. Then she kissed that cheek. "And I love you too."

Cut gazed into Sparky's yellow eyes and gave a tiny smile. They met in yet another kiss, but then curled up in each other's arms and stayed close enough to feed each other body warmth.

"So, how does it feel to have a feature length movie under your belt?" Sparky asked, making Cut give a small chuckle.

"Unreal." Cut admitted. "Not to mention getting Fable to play his own part was very satisfying. Ever since he and I fucked in that library, I wanted to make this movie and capture that moment on film. I also have you to thank for that." She rubbed her gray breast and even tapped her nipple a little as a tiny tease.

"Well, you more than paid me back as far as I can tell." Sparky took her hand and kissed her palm. "I think we'll make great roomies."

"One question, though?" Cut asked and Sparky hummed in response.

That was when Cut moved the front of Sparky's mane out from in front of her forehead. This revealed a hole which was covered by a hard substance.

"Was this a horn?" Cut asked as Sparky looked upward in a slightly cross eyed manner.

"Yes, I'm a unicorn." Sparky said as the naked gray mare sat up and stretched. "It got struck by lightning."

"What?" Cut asked incredulously. "Are you serious?"

Sparky nodded. Then she poked a finger onto her former horn. As she pulled her finger away, a small chain of electricity emitted between the two in a wiggling connection.

Cut's jaw went slack as she watched the voltage get longer as Sparky reached out before poking it back onto her horn. Then it disappeared. "Ta-da!"

"You can manipulate electricity? That's very rare." Cut seemed genuinely impressed while Sparky shrugged.

That's when both of them faced the front door as there came a knock.

"Cut! Open the door! It's Lemon!" A voice whispered at the door and Cut blinked.

She scurried to the door and opened it to see a very naked yellow earth pony with long, straight purple hair. She came inside and shut the door with a shake that tremored through her body.

"I drove naked all the way over here!" Lemon Square squealed with excitement. "It was awesome! I was so close to getting caught!" She gave a high pitched giggle and a snort.

"Lemon? What are you doing here? It's midnight." The green unicorn asked and Lemon looked at her for a moment.

"Well, I heard you finished your movie, so I came to congratulate you." Lemon said, but Cut took a step back.

"Lemon, you said you wanted your space and I said that's fine. Now that I'm moved out, you have your space but that also means I get to have mine." Cut said and looked off to the side with a bitter frown.

"What? I thought we were still friends." Lemon's face and her voice took on a hesitance and a downward lean.

"We are, but just that. I can't keep bowing to your impulses while you disappear for days only to show up and want attention. We've been at this for more than four years and I told you these surprise get-up-and-goes need to stop." Cut said, causing another brief silence.

Lemon Square opened her mouth once more before setting her eyes on Sparky. The gray mare stood up and Lemon saw between her legs.

There was a longer, more awkward silence. Lemon took it all in. The strong smell of sex, the new special friend, the new place and the avoidance of eye contact.

"Oh, alright." Lemon's voice was hollow, her movements sluggish and much of her complexion drained from her face.

"Lemon…" Cut tried to say but was cut off as Lemon Square raised a hand to stop her. Then, clothed or not, she opened the door and left. Cut took the door knob and slowly closed it as her heart sunk.

The green pony looked toward Sparky with tears gathering in her eyes and a knot in her throat. Sparky went to the green mare and wrapped her arms around her in an embrace. They stayed there for a moment in each others' arms as Cut let out long, wavering breaths.

"I may have some baggage attached to me." She whispered to Sparky, who grunted a very small bit of laughter.

"So do I."

Try Something Else

He was finally moved in. All of his important books, all of his important games, his bedsheets, movies and his desktop gaming computer were now in Winter's guest room. It was a temporary situation. As soon as he got a better location, he was more than able to uproot and move out without much difficulty.

How was he feeling? For a guy with partial custody of his son and unborn daughter, not too terribly bad. He wished things had worked out differently, but, like his dad said, "Life is an unfunny joke. At least try to laugh."

With so much time on Fable's hands, he started to wonder what to do with himself. Sure, he had a new job that started in the spring and he had friends who were fairly active, but what about in his off time? What about his alone time? What about finding a new girl?

It'd only been six months and his daughter was due any day now. How could he even think about finding a new girlfriend? He needed some time to focus on him. What did he care about most of all?

Ember Wing was top bill, of course. He was three years old and walking well enough to run without falling, for the most part. His son always came first, no matter what his current relationship status was. Still, he didn't have him right at that moment, and the play date with Pearl and Death's daughter was next week.

What about those friends you haven't talked to in a while? Oooohhh, well, that's not a terrible idea. Like who?

As Fable sat on the back porch in front of Winter's pool, he contemplated this question. He had a few names pop up in his head. He honestly wasn't sure whose phone numbers he still had and whose had changed since he got them. After around six years living in Ranchtown, his contact list was enormous. When did he become so popular and not notice it?

Sure, he wrote a fairly popular fantasy trilogy and occasionally was recognized from time to time as his pseudonym, but thankfully that died down. The death threats for not writing a sequel trilogy also died down. Still, he liked to keep a tight circle of friends and there weren't too many friends he fell out of contact with.

He deleted a few friends off of his contact list that he knew he didn't want to keep contact with. Then he looked up a familiar name that deserved a second glance. Not to mention, in such a predicament, she probably needed some time to herself. He dialed her number.

"Fable?" She said from the other side of the line.

"Hey! Was wondering if you had a minute to meet by the pool?" Fable asked, trying to put on his cool guy voice. He failed obviously as she sputtered.

"You dork. Sure! Where are you? I'll bring a friend!"

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"Fable!" Grem said as she flew down from the other side of the fence. She already had her swimsuit underneath her summer dress. Behind her, a surprising face flew down as well. The white pegasus with long flowing blue and white hair came down beside her. She just had on a blue two piece swimsuit, she didn't bother with modesty.

"Oh, wow, Jet, how ya doing?" Fable asked and she met him in an embrace. He tightened the towel around his waist and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

"Doing fine. Still busy but I figured Grem could use some time away from the stress of the life she chose." Jet said as she grinned at the large chested bat pony who waved her off with a sputter.

"Yeah, that's about what I had in mind when I called." He admitted as they followed him into the backyard from the side fence.

"Yeah that's real sweet and all, but taking care of triplets isn't exactly the hell it's all cracked up to be. Those sweet little angels sleep… most of the time. Not to mention, I have help with them."

"Yeah, you hired three babysitters just to have a day out." Jet said and Grem gave her the stink eye. "You're lucky you picked today to call, Fable."

They both paused and watched as Grem pulled her dress off to reveal a red sling bikini. The band top did very little to cover up her nipples. All that covered up her nether lips was a tiny triangle which led to a tight thong in between her butt cheeks.

Both Jet and Fable whistled at the gray bat pony as she pulled a tie out of her orange mane.

"Damn, mama got a new suit." Jet chuckled and set both their towels and lotion on the patio table. "Can't wait to see what Fable has on." The white pegasus said as she eyed the red stallion.

He snickered a bit as he laid back on the pool chair. "Oh, not much," he opened up his towel and revealed he literally had nothing on other than a very large erection.

Both mares looked at him with blank stares, eyeing his cock as it throbbed in front of them.

"Always gotta one up us, don't you?" Grem covered her mouth and laughed a bit. "Did you have some ulterior motive for inviting us today?"

"You shush!" Grem demanded, pointing from her to Fable. "You, pool!" She pointed downward to the water.

"Whoa, someone's a tiny bit eager." Jet said with a giggle and Grem balked.

"You get interrupted half way through three sessions and see how you hold up." She went from glaring at Jet to smiling at Fable as they embraced in a kiss. "Hi." She said in a sweet tone.

"I hope you're keeping it together alright." Fable said as they met in a deeper kiss. Grem was visibly getting into it.

"I'll make it. They're worth it." Grem said as she ran her hands over his chest to his back, petting his wings. "You're the one I'm worried about. How are you holding up?"

"I'm fine. It's been rough, but I'm smoothing it out." He leaned his forehead against hers as they stayed close in the shallow water.

She reached down and gently began to stroke him above and under the water as his head was showing above the surface.

"He didn't take long to get used to it." She said, looking down at his long, hard member.

That was when two white hands came out either side behind her and pulled both her sling tops to the side. Her very large tits bounced into view as her eyes popped open wide.

"Come on, I've been dying to see these girls." Jet confessed as her hands squeezed them tight.

Grem's face went red. She wasn't going to admit that her tits getting rubbed was like heaven. She had been edged to oblivion and back and could already feel an orgasm building as her sex organs ached and burned with need.

"Oh, wow, you really have it bad." Jet observed and Grem was too locked in her own pleasure centers to argue the point. Her big pink nipples were hard as rocks and her pussy was growing antsy under the water's surface.

"Nnnn-harder!" Grem almost began to slobber at this point making both of them put on concerned expressions.

They got her out of the pool and onto the poolside chair. This time, she locked her mouth onto Fable's dick and sucked on him like her life depended on it. The red pony stood there as she brought his cock down to the mid ring in her mouth, almost to her throat.

Jet licked two of her own fingers and shoved them into Grem's dripping pussy, making the gray bat pony make muffled moans against the big stiff rod in her mouth.

"But there was another reason I was hoping to talk to you guys about." Fable said as he happily fucked Grem's face as she squealed at Jet's thumb massaging her clitoris.

"Oh yeah?" Jet asked as she began to lick Grem's cunt, still finger stuffing her while she moaned like a whore.

"Yeah, I find myself with a lot of free time lately and I'm not sure what I should do with it." Fable said as he pulled his cock from Grem's mouth and she slid her lips down the side of the shaft. Her lips came to his testicles and began to lick and suck them. "I've already told my publishing company that I'm starting another book, but I told them not to expect it for another three months."

"They wrangle you into a contract?" Jet asked before returning her tongue to Grem's clitoris.

"Yeah, but I left myself some leeway. The first trilogy bought me some brownie points." Fable sucked in a breath as his voice started to strain.

"Y-you guys! Seriously! Stop edging me!" Grem shouted as she literally trembled with anticipation. Her pussy was flooding, her tongue was longing and she couldn't keep her hands from squeezing her tits.

They switched positions and Grem was dogstyle as Fable rode her from behind. Her vagina greeted his cock like an old friend and he wasted no time in plowing her. She bumped forward into Jet's open, waiting slit, eating her out as if she needed every drop of juice from her.

"Well, Fable, you know this would be a good time to–" her voice was growing more strained to the point she had to stop and assess the bat pony's hard licking. "A good time to try some new things." She finished and began grinding her labia against Grem's muzzle. "Lately, Red Love Cafe has grown annnn in-interesting following. You could start there."

"Oh yeah?" He said as he pumped Grem full of cock to the point she was screaming into Jet's pussy and causing the pegasus' legs to twitch as she tried to hold herself together.

Grem began to suck Jet's pussy hard as her tongue worked her clitoris. She let out a hard yelping cry as she splashed Grem in the face and the bat pony's pussy closed around Fable's twitching cock.

He pumped the busty bat full of hot cum. She laid her cheek against Jet's soaking mound as she let out heaving gasps topped with hoots and a little cough.

"Oh my God I needed that so bad!" Grem announced as cum leaked from her fuck hole. Fable pulled out of her and let her lay on the reclined pool chair. Then she realized how hot it was getting as she got up from the chair, now wholly naked.

She and Fable walked over to the pool and dipped in to feel its wonderful soothing water against their bodies. Jet just ran to the edge and did a backflip into the water as she tucked her wings snuggly to her back.

She splashed both Fable and Grem, making the bat squeal a little bit.

"But she's right, Fable. Just enjoy some free time. Maybe go find some new friends or go do something you've never done before. Just don't do anything illegal, or I'll throw your ass in the slammer." She smiled sweetly and winked at him.

He started laughing with her as Jet swam up next to them. She'd swam a lap around the pool and surfaced right next to the two other naked ponies.

"But seriously, I'll fucking bust your butt." Grem scowled at him suddenly. Then she smiled again. "Love you!" She pecked him on the lips. He blinked.

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They were right. Fable hadn't had a day on the town since he'd gone to that certain party to give Night Coder that certain wonderful gift. He decided to fly instead of drive. He figured it was a good day for it. When Grem and Jet kissed him goodbye to go finish what little free time Grem had left.

Fable hopped up onto the overhang that covered the patio, using a pool chair as a hill to push off of with his hoof. He had on his flight suit, goggles and a parachute in his backpack just in case. He knew these things were considered wussy safety precautions, but he'd heard too many stories about pegasi flying, breaking their wings or getting knocked out by passing birds or something like that. Their landings didn't tend to be pleasant, so he decided to play it safe.

Despite what others may think, Fable loved to fly. He didn't ride the wind too often, but he did indulge on a good occasion. He stepped up to the top of the roof and did a few stretches against the chimney. He popped his back as he twisted his torso, then he bent his knees up to catch his shoed hoof in his hand.

That done, he brought down his goggles to his eyes and poised himself. Both of his wings spanned out to catch a breeze against his feathers. He did one last cat stretch, then he ran four steps and lunged forward. The harsh breeze caught into his winds and he went straight up.

He didn't need all of the formality, but he liked to be safe. The struggles of just taking off from the ground simply weren't as enthralling as catching the wind where it was strongest. He went up to an altitude of seven hundred. This kept him higher than birds but made sure he didn't run into any planes.

Once he leveled out, he soared! He felt the wind against his face, past his arms and through his feathers and hair. It was glorious! The sky was so blue and the city beneath him seemed so small. His wings flapped every fifty yards or so and then he held his breath. He rolled in the air before leveling his wings back out and shooting forward.

There were tall buildings he was approaching. City streets with cars, busses, pedestrians and bikers throughout the sidewalks. He even spotted a couple other winged ponies flying every which direction above the city. At one o'clock, with the traffic, it wasn't such a bad idea.

He knew he didn't have much time left before he got within city limits, so he began his descent. He saw a flock of geese heading his way, but he made good time and descended a bit faster. With just a few more flaps to slow himself down, he did a soft landing.

"Dude, nice landing." A young stallion said on the patio. He was sitting at a table in front of the Red Love Cafe with a disposable coffee cup in hand. Under a red cloth overhang, he was shaded from the sun.

"Thanks." Fable said as he panted a little. He rolled his shoulders, rolling his wings as well, making them pop. Then he tucked his wings behind his back as he entered the cafe. It was lunchtime on a Saturday and it was packed.

There were only two seats at the main counter left and all of the tables were taken. Though, it was quiet and all of the patrons were looking toward the front.

"So, since there are four on the crew, I think we could use a few more in the cast." The dark purple earth pony with a blonde mane said as she spoke to all attendants. "We need at least three more cast members, including the lead." She said as a few hands went up. "You said you wanted to do lighting?" She asked a gray unicorn, who nodded.

Fable walked into the cafe and was surprised to see that everyone was looking toward them like an auction. Usually, at least a small group was off on some sort of electronic device or reading a book. This actually had their attention.

"How much acting talent is required?" One of them asked. The purple pony looked back at one of the others seated behind her and Fable was surprised that it was, in fact, Final Cut.

She had a small troop behind her. Some of them had boxes of equipment and a few of them had large headphones at the back of their necks. She stood up and whispered in the purple mare's ear.

Fable walked up to the main counter, where Mocha was standing. She smiled and waved at him.

"She says it would be nice but we are not overly picky." As she said this, about five hands went up, but before she chose any of them, she began to speak again. "Ummm, excuse me. Sir?" There was a pause as the red stallion began to make his order. "Sir?" Then she whispered to Final Cut, who whispered back. "Fable?"

He stopped and turned as he saw all eyes going to him. He blinked, making sure she actually said "Fable".

"Yes?" He asked and she motioned him over to where they were in front of the crowd.

"The director wants to talk to you, if you would, please." She smiled and motioned toward Final Cut, who was silent but still looking toward Fable. "Alright, three parts. Who can dedicate some time?"

There were some more frantic hands going up in the air. Fable motioned for Mocha to wait a moment as he walked over in front of them all. As the purple pony was deciphering, he saw Cut whisper to one of her crew, who got up from a chair and directed him to sit.

"Hi, Fable." Final Cut said. She was looking about the same as when he saw her last. Aside from a few random run ins, the last time he saw her was when Grem joined Winter, Spark and him at the game night. The green unicorn did have red tips in her mane, though. That was slightly different. She was still a little round in the hips and midsection and still so very beautiful with her blue eyes.

"Hey, Cut. What's all this?" He asked as he looked around the film crew.

"I'm making my movie, finally." She said with a stoic hint of happiness in her voice. "I got enough funding through a bit of talk with some people who co-signed a crowdfunding deal. I had to front most of the money for the equipment, but now I can pay my cast and crew. I want you to be the male lead."

His brain went through a whole spectrum of emotions as they looked at one another. He sat back in his chair and glanced at the rest of the crew, who all smiled at him.

One of them standing in the back walked up to Final Cut and combed her blonde mane with a black stripe out of her face. The gray pony with bright golden eyes looked at him with a nod and then looked at the director.

"Is this him?" She asked, her voice was a bit like Cut's, being a little lower and quieter than most mares. She wore a black shirt with no label and loose fitting jeans that almost looked like bell bottoms.

"This is actually him." Cut said to her. "He is the one the character is based off of."

"Wait, what?" He asked Cut, who nodded. Then she nodded toward the blonde pony. "This is Total Spark, call her Sparky. She's the female lead. We need to start shooting today, or I'll lose my license to shoot in certain locations."

"Hi." She held out her hand and he smiled as he took it, giving her a gentle squeeze. Then he did a double take and gawked at Cut in awe.

"Today?" He said as the other mare walked back to them and Cut lifted her hand. She placed a small paper book in her grasp and Cut gave it to Fable.

"Yeah, my other cast decided to opt out of random things at the last minute because of petty excuses. So, I fired them. That pissed off part of the crew too, so I came here for an emergency casting. This movie is getting made, even if it kills me. I was so upset last night that I dyed my tips red. That's how bad it got." Cut said all of this with very little expression and almost no inflections whatsoever.

Fable looked at her hair, recognizing that it looked really good, considering it was done because of an implied nervous breakdown.

"I don't care if you don't have acting chops or not. I just need you to read that script and memorize some lines as we go. Shooting should only take a week, if it all goes according to plan." Then she slumped over a little, sudden tears streaming down her face. Fable was almost taken aback by the sudden whiplash of emotion. This was also the first time he had ever seen Cut express serious emotion of any kind. "Which it won't. I don't know what I'm thinking. My directorial debut is a disaster."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa hey, Cut, guess what?" Fable said as he and Sparky held onto her shoulders as she slumped. She looked at him with those two wobbly blue eyes. "Not only have I been in a porn movie before, but I'll do the part."

"Porn movie?" Sparky asked, a little shocked.

"You will?" Cut asked, wiping away a tear.

Fable smiled, nodding to her with confidence. He was taken aback, yet again, as Final Cut lurched over to him in her seat and kissed him full on the lips. He blinked at her a bit but kissed her back and ran his fingers through her hair.

"Alright! That's all the cast and crew we need! Thank you and if we need you after we got your number, we'll be in touch." The purple mare said, looking at her watch as she typed on her tablet. "Alright, Cut, we're in crunch time now. We're at five hours and counting."

She broke the kiss and stood up.

"You got an editor and three extras?" Cut asked as she motioned for everyone to get moving.

"Yes, plus a lighting guy and five phone numbers for anyone needed at the last minute." She pointed at Fable. "He's the lead?" He nodded and she kept typing. "And your full name?"

"Uh, Fable Prose." He said and she punched it in and nodded.

"Alright, listen up!" The purple pony said as she looked toward the others. "For those of you who don't know, my name is Daisy Skip, I am the assistant director and I will be doing some second unit shots. If you are going to the first location, we have two vans going there now. Everyone else is with me. Let's move!"

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He sat beside Sparky as they both read from the same script. At one of the scenes, both of their eyes went extremely wide.

"Um, Cut?" Fable asked as Final Cut drove the van up front. Cut's assistant sat beside her and was reading off the checklist for beginning the shoot.

"Yeah." She said as she made a turn.

"About this scene, how naked are we getting?" He asked and Cut's eyes widened for a moment before going back to her normal apathetic expression.

"Oh, oops," she cleared her throat and looked over at her assistant, who shrugged. "Yeah, well, we were in a fairly big rush and I forgot to tell you some details. You're both cool with full frontal, right?"

They went silent, then looked at one another. Sparky swallowed hard and shrugged with a bit of a nervous laugh. He thought for a moment, wondering how his life takes this route so many times. Then he just chocked it up to some weird variables and happenstance.

"I'm good with that." Fable nodded with a shrug as well.

"Yeah, I'm…" She looked at Fable and blushed deeply. "I'm good." Her hands began to fiddle.

"Alright, here we are." Cut said to her assistant.

"Alright, less than five hours! Get ready to set up!" The assistant said as the van stopped and everyone piled out.

This wasn't the library Fable had worked at. This was the one that was much closer to Ranch U, but it still wasn't the Ranch U Atheneum. This one was a bit smaller.

The crew rushed to begin setting up lights after Cut opened the library doors. Immediately, she started getting the lights set up, getting the camera angles, taping their marks to the carpet and setting up the extra props. The assistant turned around to both Fable and Sparky, as well as four other extras.

"Okay, Miss Cut needs you all in costume, makeup and rehearsed in half an hour."

"Half an hour?!" Both of them said, their jaws dropping at the revelation.

They went out to the van, opening the back to reveal an entire wardrobe. All of them were meticulously labeled and the director's assistant poked through all of them. Fable was given a brown woolen jacket, much akin to a college professor's. He had a little laugh at the irony.

Sparky was given a pair of jeans that you would have thought long forgotten. They had glitter worked into the fabric near the top and were torn in more places than one. Her shirt was an old long sleeve shirt with a white center and blue sleeves, like a baseball shirt. It had PANDAS labeled across the center with a panda head smiling beside it. On the back was a big number 5 and STAR printed above it.

"You're Silver Star, right?" Fable asked, looking over the authentic looking shirt.

"Yes, Mr. Inkwell." She chuckled as they walked back inside.

The lights were all up and the cameras were getting ready as Final Cut walked around the main room with her viewfinder. As everyone else was preparing for the first scene, she sat in the squatting position with the scope positioned very carefully.

"Leave the prime lense and the normal lens. That should be all I need. They getting ready, Dancer?" Cut asked as she kept trying to get just the right angle toward the front counter.

"Yes, Miss Cut." The assistant said as she hurried the two of them to the backroom.

"Your name is Dancer?" Fable asked the pink pegasus lady, who nodded. She had bright blue curls in her mane that Fable found quite nice.

"Swing Dancer, nice to meet you." She said as she opened the door.

It was a book archive. There were five shelves sticking out from the wall. Shelves were stacked all the way around the room full of books, magazines, dvd's, music cd's and files that couldn't fit in the filing cabinets near the door. The air was thick and in terrible need of venting but what remained of the windows were covered by wallpaper with only tiny holes that showed dots of sunlight.

"What is this, a horror movie?" Sparky asked as she got in between two of the protruding bookshelves while Fable went to the other one and began changing clothes.

"Just start rehearsing your lines and blocking and I'll call you when we're ready. I'll lock the door so no one else disturbs you." Dancer said as she waved at the two of them, but didn't stay long enough for them to wave back. True to her word, the keyhole turned.

"Wow, the things I do to get my start." Sparky said as she slid out of her shirt and took off her bra.

"You're cool with this, right?" He asked as he looked at the white button up shirt. "I mean, if you're not good with nude scenes, you should really tell them now." Fable checked the pants over his legs. They were surprisingly a good fit.

"It's… complicated. I should really tell you now, since we're on the subject and no one else is here." Sparky said as she took her bottoms off. She leaned her head over to him and peeked around the shelf. Her mouth opened a little as he slid off his boxers. Her mind immediately estimated the length and girth of his member. It didn't even look hard and yet it hung very low.

"Well, I mean, we may as well rip the bandaid now." He said as he did a little showing off.

"Um, yeah, I guess we can compare sizes." Her face flushed all the way as she stepped out from behind the shelf.

She had modest C cup breasts with pink nipples. Her body was fairly slender and her butt was round. Out of all that, though, her cock stuck straight up. It was a dark gray member and it was long and thick.

"Oohhh, suddenly I get the hesitance." Fable said as she crossed her arms over her chest and turned away from him.

"I'll just duck out, see if Cut can find someone with-" She looked up with wide eyes as his red, muscular arms wrapped around her. He was so warm.

"Hey, no one is telling you to do that." He said into her ear. "I will never turn down a nice classy girl like you." He said, making the blonde and black maned mare look back at him. "I think we should start rehearsing, how about you?" He said, then began to suck on the side of her neck.

She gasped, closing her eyes as her cock hardened even more. She leaned her head to the side and ran her fingers through his mane. "Yes! I… I'd like that." She whispered to him as he squeezed her nice round tits together.

"Which part do you want to start at?" He asked before starting to rub and pinch her nipples. She put her hands onto his and prompted him to squeeze her harder.

Then she reached back and grasped his cock, which was poking her butt cheek. She stroked it softly and panted as she looked at him.

"The part where you drive this cock into me and make me cry out and cum." She admitted before kissing him with an open mouth. Their tongues rubbed together as they caressed each others' body. He even squeezed her erection, stroking her as well.

"Is this why you stuck around?" He asked as he leaned her over a small cart full of books. Its wheels were all on brakes and it was just the right height for her to lean over to show her asshole to him.

"Yes! I wanted you to fuck my ass." She admitted. "I mean, I wanted to get into the movies, but I also get turned on when I have an audience."

"Me too." Fable admitted before going down and licking and sucking her balls from behind, causing her to whimper hard!

"Oh! Y-you're such a tease!" She breathed hard, then shook her head. "Two can play at that game!"

She turned around on him and before he could ask anything, his cock was part way down her throat. Sparky sucked him deep, showing great skill with her tongue as she licked the shaft up and down. She bobbed her head slowly as her golden eyes gazed at him.

"Sweet mercy! You're really good at that." Fable held the back of her head. She hummed her acknowledging and slipped him out of her mouth as she jerked his shaft.

"I love cock." She blushed a little bit. Then she held his straight up, feeling how stiff it was. "Yours is beautiful."

That's when he prompted her to get to her hooves and bent her back over. That's when he bent her over as she stuck her ass straight out for him.

"How much do you love cock?" He asked as he rubbed his member against her asshole. Her face turned redder and redder as she gritted her teeth.

"I really love--Ah! Cock!" She squealed as he pushed himself deep inside her ass. "F-fuck me! More!"

He began to hump her ass, making her cock leak to the floor as her tits bounced back and forth with his movements. Her dick bobbed like an ironing board and her hands squeezed the cart in front of her

Then the door opened. They hadn't even heard it unlock. Swing Dancer popped her head through the door and smiled at them. "Hey guys! Sounds like some good rehearsing, but Miss Cut requests that you don't orgasm until the primary shooting starts. Okay? Were you hungry? Can I get you anything?"

"Oh, uhhhh." Sparky thought for a moment. Her breath was a little hard. "Some water?"

"Two, please." Fable said, also panting, holding up two fingers.

"Will do! Keep it up. You got ten minutes!" She closed and locked the door again.

They stood there for a moment and she looked at him with a hint of frustration. Sparky sighed and dipped her head down a bit.

"I don't know if this is going to work." She said, all of the old fears and self esteem issues popping up again.

Fable couldn't know what she was going through, but he knew what she meant. It was a conundrum that would need to be addressed, and soon.