The rest of the day for Christopher was strange and distracting. His last mail run to Canterlot finished without a hitch, but the flight back to Ponyville was another matter. Despite the fact the sun was soft and the weather was as friendly as it could be for an aviator, it made no difference in improving the return flight. His attention often drifted off, only for him to snap back to reality. Whenever he thought of Cherry Berry, her private parts would pop into his mind and consume his thoughts.

Since his arrival in Equestria, he never had looked at any of the mares, or griffon gals for that matter, in a sexual manner. He was too stressed out while trying to adjust to his new world; sex or romantic relationships were almost a dead-last priority. That changed when he looked at Cherry Berry’s pony butt, which was not too radically different from a woman’s butt, having just a slight horse shape with thick glutes. It was her “other” features that caught his attention. The image of her immaculately clean and pink pony-shaped private parts was forever branded into his mind.

He had no idea why she even showed him her private parts, but all he knew was he felt like a pervert when he saw it. He wasn’t gay by any means and had plenty of experience going down on a woman, but a woman she was not. She was a mare, a female of a different species, and his brain literally crashed as the view imprinted into his brain. Worst of all, he liked it but felt disgusted at himself, and he didn’t want to feel like a horse fucker.

”I’m not into bestiality...but does it count with them? Damn, now that I think about it, I haven’t even fapped since I’ve been here! Wait?! Where the hell am I going?!”

Thinking about Cherry Berry’s ladyparts often caused him to drift off course, and he’d have to correct his heading many times. This took him an extra 30 minutes to return to Ponyville, making him land at 5:30 pm. His coffee meet-up with the mare was pretty close, and he wondered if he should even go. Christopher looked at his watch and noted the time. At best, he’d only have fifteen minutes to clean up and meet her at the local Cafe.

His arrival in Equestria was bizarre and stressful in the first three days. He was walking through one of the many national forest parks in America. He hoped to relax with a solo camping trip, only to wake up from a bright light and loud ass sound not unlike thunderous lightning. After waking up to the sight of a talking alicorn, which he now knew as Princess Celestia, Christopher freaked out. And by freaking out, he threw his coffee pot at her and pulled out a combat knife.

And it wasn’t a small matter either; Christopher knew how to fight and use his weapon. As he backed into the corner, taking a combat stance in the strange, almost wizardly-looking chemistry potion lair, many smaller horse-like guards piled into the room with spears. All of them were ready to kill him, but Princess Celestia calmed the situation down and assured him in a motherly voice he wouldn’t be harmed. After setting his combat knife down, the two of them talked for hours. He learned they were not horses but ponies and that the difference between them was VERY much emphasized.

He learned that Princess Celestia attempted to create a network of teleportation points between cities for her and her sister, Princess Luna. This would allow them to travel for emergencies or private personal reasons without tapping into their internal magic reserves. Teleportation was a difficult and taxing spell, so she hoped to simplify the process with a waypoint travel system. This was to be used via a platform and a magic crystal stone, which activated upon touch and command of the desired location. In other words, Princess Celestia tried to create a Harry Potter Floo system but failed.

To Christopher, it was all magic mumbo jumbo, but he had a rough idea of what she was trying to do. Princess Celestia told him that any attempt to send him back was too dangerous. She wouldn’t, in good conscience, attempt to send him back via the spell, which almost made him break down. His old military bearing from his Air Force days kicked in and stopped him from crying and unbecoming of a man. She hugged him like a mother as she could see the pain in his eyes.

He stayed at the castle for five days until his nerves and emotions had settled. He refused to be in pity party mode no more. He wanted to live his life to the fullest, even if that meant living among talking girl cartoonish fantasy-looking ponies. After spending two days talking to both Princesses and getting a basic crash course in Equestria history, culture, and geography, he asked to settle into Ponyville.

He was given a lump sum of Bits and was awarded a monthly pension for life as compensation for his life being upended due to Princess Celestia’s actions. And the lump sum was very generous, being 250,000 Bits. The monthly allowance was 3000 Bits, and as long as Christopher wasn’t reckless with his money, he wouldn’t have to work for the rest of his life. He refused to sit around and do nothing and chose to use his talent of flying to get a job.

He was thrilled to find out aircraft of many kinds existed in Equestria and went shopping immediately. The majority were strange, balloon-zeplin steampunk-like aircraft, several of which required crews. Many were a little too slow for his taste, and Christopher had hoped propeller planes of some kind existed. After searching, he finally found a two-seater airplane similar to some of the older 1930s airplanes back on earth. While he preferred a single-seater, it was better than nothing.

It cost him 30,000 Bits plus spare parts to change the paint scheme to something more fitting for a proud American, but he didn’t care. He also learned that the controls were similar enough for him to fly with no issues. After telling the Princesses of his plans to get a job, they saw him off and wished him well in Ponyville. Princess Celestia said that he made a good choice and to be sure to introduce himself to her student Twilight Sparkle upon her return from her visiting parents.

They made it clear he was welcome back to the Castle and to keep in touch via letters to let them know how he was doing. After landing in Ponyville for the first time, he drew a large herd of spectator ponies. After realizing he was a human, he became an instant celebrity.

Christopher found it strange that he wasn’t the only human to have arrived here and was the fourth person in Equestria. The three humans before him were very long ago and had made a huge positive impression on the ponies. Apparently, some Megan girl and her siblings had come long ago, and made a huge impact on pony society. He couldn’t recall much of the details seeing how his history lessons were very brief.

After introducing himself and learning a few names, he talked with Mayor Mare about finding a job. She got in touch with the local Royal Post Office, who practically begged him to fly mail for them, which he gladly accepted. He also had no trouble finding a good set of guy friends to hang with and have a good brotherhood.

After securing the aircraft, Christopher still had the issue of what to do with Cherry Berry. He was still conflicted as to whether to meet with her or not. He decided that since it was just a simple coffee meet-up, he’d be able to skip it and catch up with her tomorrow and explain why he never showed. The chances the mare was trying to date him were low, and he highly doubted she saw it as anything more than a meet-up. He decided to walk to Lucky’s house, where he usually hosted a card game every Friday evening around this time.

He figured he’d tell them what happened with his meeting with the mares, and they’d all have a good bro laugh.

”Yeah, I might get some grief at being flashed by that Cherry mare, but I’m sure that’s all they’ll do. It’s not like a human and a pony could get it on...or can they? Is that even acceptable in this society?”

Christopher took a hard left after walking over the park bridge and into Ponyville proper. It took him about ten minutes to get to Lucky’s house, who answered the door after he knocked. He had about twenty minutes until 6:00 pm in case he changed his mind.

“Alright, bros, I’ll deal’em. You all know the rules.”

Christopher sat on one of the provided chairs while Lucky started dealing out the cards. Meadows Song, Noteworthy, Thunderlane, and Bulk Biceps took their cards while Christopher was given his cards last. The game was called Yolker, which made the man groan mentally in agony at one of the many horse-themed names he’d encountered. It was basically Poker with the same rules. It also didn’t help that he needed to improve at the game, having only played it a few times before coming to Equestria.

Christopher looked at his cards before taking a sip of the cheap beer Noteworthy brought to the game. He wasn’t happy with his hand, having only a simple pair of threes.

”Oh boy, lucky me. Let’s see if I can bullshit, or in this case, “horseshit” some of these dudes.”

Christopher threw four wooden green chips before saying, “I’m in.”

Lucky looked at the man with discerning eyes before saying, “Same.”

Noteworthy and Thunderlane both said, “Fold.”

Bulk Biceps also threw in four green chips before shouting, “I’M IN TOO!”

“Geez Bulk, you know you don’t have to shout all the time!” complained Thunderlane as he used his hooves to cover his ears. Christopher and the other stallions nodded as Bulk, with his ever-intense face, replied, “SORRY! I-uh mean, sorry guys. Force of habit.”

Lucky shrugged and said, “It’s all good. We know intensity is your thing; no need to prove it all the time.”

Bulk Biceps grinned before focusing on the cards in hooves. Christopher had no clue how in the hell ponies managed to do half of the things they could do without fingers but chalked it up to either “it’s magic” to “IDGAF.” The man turned his attention back to the stallions before saying, “I raise three more.”

Lucky raised an eyebrow before saying, “I fold.” Bulk Biceps turned his attention to the man. He tried to focus with the same intensity as always. He failed, and the man knew he failed because his eyes didn’t bulge the same way they usually do. This made him smirk at the ripped stallion, and Bulk Biceps knew the jig was up; he folded his cards in shame. Christopher took the chips and said, “Finally, I won! This is much better than earlier in the day.”

All stallions looked at each other in confusion before Meadow Song asked, “What do you mean “Better than earlier”? You won that soccer game hooves down!”

Thunderlane drank a big gulp of his beer and let out a hearty belch before adding, “Yeah, what are you talking about, bro? You gonna tell us or what?”

The man merely replied, “Good one, Thunderlane; that belch was better than the last time.”

”Don’t talk about pony pussy, don’t talk about pony pussy!”

Lucky, however, wasn’t going to let Christopher dodge the question and asked, “Is it because of those mares you were talking to?”

Christopher froze for a split second before taking a sip of his beer. This was enough for Lucky to smirk and say, “It IS about those mares, isn’t it.”

The man looked into his eyes and gave a brief look of “drop it” before drinking his beer again. Lucky reshuffled the cards before saying, “Hot dang, fellas! Our human stallion bro here finally had a moment with the mares. Tell me, which one hit on you?”

All of the stallions hooted and hollered at Christopher, which made the man blush in embarrassment. After drinking the beer some more, he set the wooden mug on the table and asked, “What makes you think they were hitting on me.”

Lucky smiled as he passed out cards to everyone and replied, “Well, for one, you froze when reaching for the chips. You then tried to dodge the question; poorly, I might add. Secondly, you took a couple of minutes talking to the mares as we waited for you to bring the ball back. And seeing how it’s almost Hearts and Hooves Day, the mares are out looking for stallions, so we all took bets on who it would be to ask you out.”

Christopher shook his head before taking his cards and looking at his hand.

”Fuck. Pure utter horseshit. I have nothing here.”

He failed to hide his displeasure before he realized all of them were looking at him. He threw his cards down and said, “I fold.”

The stallions made their bets, but refused to drop the topic at hand. Noteworthy asked, “Well...which one asked you? C’mon, I bet four Bits, and I need to know.”

Christopher shook his head as they continued the game before asking, “Wait, you placed a wager on me?! Getting a date with one of those mares?”

All of the stallions nodded their heads before a few threw in chips. Meadow Song and Bulk Biceps folded, leaving only Lucky and Noteworthy standing. Both stallions raised another five chips before Noteworthy said, “I call.”

Lucky nodded before both stallions set their cards down. Lucky won, and it wasn’t even close. He had a full house, while Noteworthy only had a measly pair of twos. The blue stallion grumbled as Lucky took the chips away. He turned his attention back to the man and said, “Well, how’d it go? And don’t lie, we KNOW one of them had to have asked you out.”

The man wanted to argue, but he knew he’d been had. It was pointless to argue further before Christopher replied, “None of them asked me out on a date...well, not exactly. One of them wanted to meet up for coffee and talk-”

Every stallion interrupted him and shouted, “DATE!”

Lucky put the cards on the table, looked the man in the eyes, and said, “Dude, it’s a date; anytime a mare that is single and says, “Let’s go talk about something at this place.”, or they say, “Hey, let’s meet up for coffee.”, or “Meet me at Sugarcube Corner.”, and it’s NOT a work environment or a family member, especially when Hearts and Hooves day is near, IT’S A DATE!”

”No...it can’t be...can it?”

The hourglass in the man’s mind was spinning as the stallions looked at him. They knew he was trying to deny it in his head, and before the man could ask, Noteworthy said, “You’re not getting any more beer unless you answer.”

The man snapped from his thinking and argued, “Oh, c’mon! Don’t do a bro like that.”

Noteworthy held the cold bottle of beer in his forelegs that he pulled from a mini-cooler and said, “The truth shall let you loose. Just give us the answer, and the booze shall flow freely through you.”

The man narrowed his eyes and said, “You’re a bastard, you know that?”

All of the stallions chuckled before staring intently at him. Meadow Song then said, “Say it! Tell us which one asked you on a date.”

Christopher lowered his head and felt guilty. If what they were saying was true, he screwed up and pulled a dick move. The realization hit him hard as he remembered all the signs. Cherry Berry was shy around him, blushed several times, and was nervous talking to him. She also offered to bake him his favorite pie despite not knowing him. And she wanted to talk about flying, a passion he held dear just as she did, at the Cafe getting a coffee. It all fell into place, especially when she meant she wasn’t “a horse” and “not that kind of mare.”

”Holy shit! It’s true! It really was a date! OH FUCK!!”

The look of guilt on his face only fueled the tension in the room. He then said, “It was Cherry Berry.”

The room erupted in loud cheers and jeers as the stallions pulled out Bits. Lucky had apparently bet on Cherry Berry, making the other stallions give him their money.

“I had a feeling it would be her; she’s the only one who likes flying, aside from that loudmouth Rainbow Dash.” said Lucky.

Christopher then asked, “Who? Who is Rainbow Dash?”

All of the stallions looked at Christopher, with Bulk Biceps asking, “You haven’t met her yet? Wow, that’s a surprise; she’s a pegasus with a blue coat, rainbow mane, and tail. She’s into flying like you, and I’d have thought she’d have met you by now. Because if she had, she’d be booming and zooming really hard for you. That said, I thought Lily would have been the one to ask you out; she’s been getting desperate from what Lotus told me.”

Christopher had been to the spa only once for a massage but he had met Lotus. He found it strange that the masseuse mare would share gossip with the big stallion, which made him curious. He asked, “Are you dating Lotus?”

Bulk Biceps nodded before hoofing his Bits to Lucky and answered, “Yeah, we’ve been together for about a year. I work at the spa on the days I don’t work at the local gym. I’m pretty happy with her. She tells me some of the gossip here and there.”

Christopher nodded at the information before pointing at the bottle Noteworthy was holding and commanded, “Gimme dat beer! You promised!”

The stallion grunted before saying, “Well, I did promise it, but you cost me four bits, dude. Not cool. Anyway, here you go.”

Christopher took the beer and smiled as he poured the cheap but satisfying beer. As he took the bottle of beer and opened the resealable cap, Christopher asked, “Who did you guys bet on asking me then?”

After taking a sip of beer, Meadow Song confessed, “I bet on Roseluck. She’s almost as desperate as Lily. She’s not bad-looking, but I’m happily taken by Junebug.”

The man nodded, took a sip of the beer, and asked Noteworthy, “What about you? Who is your gal pal?”

Noteworthy took his new pair of cards and said, “Shoeshine, and she’s my wife. We got married 6 months ago. I don’t regret it, and I hope we get foals a few years from now.”

”He’s married? Didn’t see that coming.”

Christopher took another sip before taking his cards and did his best to hold his excitement. He had a four-of-a-kind, and the chances of his friends shaving a royal flush were slim. He wanted to organize his cards, but if he had done so, it would have given away he had a good hand. The man asked, “What about you, Lucky? Who is your mare?”

As Lucky put the deck down, he proudly smiled and said, “I’m dating Sea Swirl; she’s the mare of my dreams. I plan to pop the question next year. I would do it this year if I had enough Bits to buy a ring.”

Christopher took several sips of his beer, heavily lost in his thoughts at the news. Every single stallion was taken by a mare, and they were all happy. The man knew he would never again have the company of a woman, and he wondered if a potential girlfriend being a pony was that big of a deal anymore. It was abundantly clear Cherry Berry saw something special in him, despite him not being a pony. She had put herself out there and he handled it poorly upon reflection. He took a gulp of his beer and thought,

”Do I wanna be a monk or just be a lonely guy who faps at night for the rest of his life? Not sure if it’s the beer, but her pussy looks really nice now that I think about it.”

As he set his beer down, the man said, “Wow, so having a girlfriend as a pony ain’t that bad, I guess.”

Thunderlane laughed and said, “It’s marefriend; start using our terms, bro. You’re in Equestria, not in...what was your home called?”

The man put a hand over his heart and proudly said, “The United States of America.”

Thunderlane rolled his eyes and said, “Yeah, that place. You’re in Equestria, so it’s marefriend, not girlfriend. Besides, you’re kinda lucky you walked into four single mares and managed to snag a date so easily. You had plenty of choices, and you didn’t even know it!”

As he put ten red chips on the table, the man looked at his cards but was listening to Thunderlane. He had to admit he was lucky; only the greatest Chads, Tyrones, and Enriques of Earth would have choices like a buffet before them. He was good-looking, but modern women often overvalued themselves and passed him up because he wasn’t super tall or had a very high amount of dollars. But it seemed to be the opposite in Equestria, and he had no idea how good he had it.

”To be fair, I’ve only been here a few weeks, and it’s still a bit of a culture shock. The idea of dating a pony isn’t so bad after all. They aren’t animals now that I think about it.”

And if she was a good mare, then he could have his love needs fulfilled. The table shook, snapping the man from his thoughts of pony pussy. Bulk Biceps had knocked on it and asked, “You okay? You drifted off there.”

He nodded before saying, “Yeah, I’m fine. Okay, I placed my bet of ten reds. Who’s next?”

Lucky raised an eyebrow and asked, “Ten reds, huh? You feeling good about that hoof of cards?”

”Heh, hoof, instead of the hand of cards...freaking ponies, man. Well, when in Rome, why not? I guess I can throw them off by telling them what Cherry Berry did. It might distract them and let me win the round.”

The man smirked and said, “I guess you can say that. Considering what Cherry Berry did.”

As the rest put their best down, Meadow Song asked, “Like what? You said she asked you for a date or a “Coffee meet-up”. What else did she do?”

Christopher smirked and remembered the sight of her pretty pink precious, perfect pony pussy. He said, “Her tail moved out of the way, and I saw her stuff.”

The entire room went silent, so silent that a mouse could be heard laughing if one was here. Each stallion looked at one another, unable to believe what they heard. Thunderlane was the first to ask, “Wait, are you telling me she FLAGGED you?!”

Christopher shrugged his shoulders and said, “Yeah, I guess that’s what it’s called here. It’s called flashing back on Earth, but yeah. I saw her-”

Noteworthy interrupted and said, “P&P! She showed you the P&P! And didn’t jump on that? Like, take her on a date right there?!”

The man felt the intense focus from all stallions aimed right at him. He was starting to wonder if he had made a huge error or cultural faux paux. He then admitted, “Well...it was a bit embarrassing for me, and I didn’t know how to handle it, so I came back and played the game with you guys. She said she wasn’t “a horse” and that she “wasn’t that kind of girl.”

The entire room erupted in outrage and protests at the man. Bulk Biceps slammed a hoof on the table while the other stallions jeered at him for his major blunder. The man felt worse as the stallions explained why her flagging was a major deal.

Lucky shook his head as he put his cards on the ground and said, “Dude, she showed you her treasure, the prize all stallions seek. And it sounds like it was an accident based on what she said. And she meant “whorse” not “a horse.” Don’t call a pony either of those names though, especially to a mare. We are ponies, big difference.”

”Okay, I get it. Pony names are weird. A whorse is a whore. Makes sense she acted that way.”

Thunderlane then added, “Yeah, her saying those things should have been another clue it wasn’t a simple meet-up. It was a date, bro. And you need to make sure you show up and get that glorious P&P!”

”P&P? The fuck is that?”

Before the man could ask, Bulk Biceps shouted, “THE PUSSY AND THE PONUT! YEAH!!”

This surprised Christopher; he knew what pussy meant, but he had no clue what “ponut” meant. Before he could ask, Thunderlane explained, “I know you’re not from here, but I’ll explain it. Pussy is-”

He held up his hand before taking a gulp of needed beer and said, “I know what a pussy is; it’s the vagina. We had that word back on Earth, and I’m guessing “ponut” means anus, but WHY is it called that?”

All of the stallions grinned before Lucky motioned Bulk Biceps to walk over to a pink box on a nearby table. The box clearly said “Donut Joes” on it, and the man felt a feeling of dread increasing. The jacked-up stallion pulled out a chocolate-frosted donut. Bulk Biceps said, “A donut plus a pony equals-”

”Oh god, I get it now. Jesus! You wouldn’t expect it from these cartoony fantasy-looking ponies that they’re just as depraved as humanity!”

“PONUT!”

And to Christopher’s disgust, Bulk Biceps shouted, “YEAH! GIVE HER A LICK!” before pushing his tongue threw the donut hole. The other stallions laughed as the man’s face turned green before he gulped down as much beer as possible. After defiling the donut, Bulk Biceps ate it but not before leaving chocolate frosting on his muzzle. He licked it clean as the man shook his head.

Christopher facepalmed as the room was full of rowdy laughter for a good minute. Once the laughter died down, the man asked, “Did you have to use a chocolate donut? Was there no glazed donuts left?”

Meadow Song added, “Yeah, glazed sugar would have been better for a mare’s juice. It looked like you were eating dung!”

Thunderlane laughed and said, “Yeah, I think you scarred Christopher for life.”

The bulky stallion blushed before saying, “It’s my favorite kind of donut. Not into that stuff if that’s what you’re saying.”

Lucky looked at Bulk before saying, “Uh-huh, sure. Whatever you and Lotus do is your business.”

Bulk Biceps rolled his eyes before gulping down beer. As the stallions looked at their cards again, Lucky asked Christopher, “So, when is that date, I mean, “coffee meet-up” supposed to be? You know you gotta get ready for it.”

As the stallions matched Christopher’s bet of ten red chips, he casually confessed, “Eh, I didn’t show; it was a few minutes ago. I still don’t think-”

”YOU DID WHAT?!”

Once again, the room erupted in outrage as the stallions yelled at the man. This took Christopher by surprise as he found himself in a defensive position. Lucky was the first one to bust his balls by saying, “You’re telling me you stood up a good-looking mare, who flagged you and put herself on the line by asking you out on a date, and you’re here and not there?!”

Thunderlane put his hooves to his ears and said, “I can’t believe this! I cannot believe I’m hearing such fail!”

Noteworthy locked up all the remaining beer in the cooler and said, “You don’t deserve this beer until you go fix your buck-up.”

Meadow Song asked, “Can I ask you something? Are you a colt cuddler?

The man didn’t need to be a native Equestrian to understand what he meant. He quickly denied such an accusation and said, “No! I’m not gay!”

Meadow Song shook his head and replied, “Well, what you did sort of says otherwise. I mean, why are you here? You literally had a mare fall right into your lap, and you didn’t even go for it!”

Christopher wanted to drink the remaining beer left but was sad to see his wooden mug was empty. Disappointed he wouldn’t be able to fuel his alcoholic thirst, he set it back down and said, “Well, I’m a human, and she’s a pony.”

“So what?!” asked Noteworthy, “What is your point? We’re ponies, and we’re your friends. Why would it be so hard of a leap to date a mare?”

Lucky nodded and said, “Look bro, you’re not on Earth anymore; you’re on Equis and in Equestria of all places. The chances of human mares coming from Earth are next to none. Do you want to be alone and clop yourself in bed for the rest of your life? If not, you’re gonna need to expand your horizons.”

The man was confused by the word “clop” and asked, “Clop?”

Lucky pointed at Meadow Song and Thunderlane, who grinned. Meadow Song put a hoof down to this nether region while sporting an “O-face” and motioned his hoof as if he were jerking off. Thunderlane used his forehooves and made a rapid clopping noise while matching the rhythm of his friend’s jerking motion.

“Oh, God! I get it; I get the point, guys.” said Christopher.

This only encouraged them as Thunderlane voiced Meadow Song’s pantomime clopping motions.

“Oh, Cherry Berry! Give me that P&P! OH! OH YES! AHH!!!”

Meadow Song then gave the best post-coital expression he could before the two laughed their tails off. The man’s face was red at his friends’ relentless jabs, with Lucky, Noteworthy, and Bulk Biceps laughing as well. Christopher shook his head and sighed, “Ha ha, very funny.”

Lucky then added, “It would be funny if you didn’t stand her up. Seriously dude, it’s not hard for a stallion in this country to get a mare. I don’t know how it is back at your old home, but once a stallion hurts the dignity of a mare, it’s almost impossible to get her back. And mares talk in Ponyville; all it takes is one bad word, and your chances of getting a mare are almost next to none.”

”Next to none? Shit...”

“C’mon dude,” said Noteworthy, “get out of here and go get her! Apologize and ask her back out. Tell her you were late because of work and you’ll make it up to her. Even if it doesn’t work out, your reputation will be safe, and other mares will take a shot with you.

Thunderlane added, “Pretty much this. You don’t want to be a begging simp, believe me. Think about it, P&P! P&P!”

All of the stallions started stomping the table with their hooves and chanted, “P&P! P&P! P&P!”

Lucky looked at Christopher and narrowed his eyes. The Stallion pointed at the man with a hoof and said, “Close your eyes and think about her. JUST DO IT! P&P! P&P!”

As his friends continued their chanting and stomping on the table, Christopher closed his eyes and imagined Cherry Berry. The thoughts of her pretty pink pony pussy and ponut flooded back into his mind. The more he thought about it, the more he wanted a taste. He wanted to grab those juicy pony butt cheeks and give them a good spanking as he had always wanted to do with women. If mares were desperate for a relationship, then they’d be willing to give up the good stuff. The American man was far from a degenerate player, but he certainly had his sexual desires as any regular man would.

”P&P...Pussy and the ponut. All there in a convenient location, ready to be taken. I’ll bet they act like fleshy vise blocks...I WANT IT! I NEED IT!”

As he opened his eyes, the stallions stopped and saw the hardened determination in his eyes. He then declared, “P&P! I give into the power of the P&P!”

Lucky smashed his hooves together before saying in a fake evil voice, “Goooood! You’ve been corrupted by the power of the P&P! Now...”

Lucky pointed to the door and commanded, “Go get her! You got this, bro!”

Bulk Biceps smashed his hooves together and shouted, “YEAH! GET THAT MARE!”

Thunderlane, Meadow Song, and Noteworthy cheered him on as the man said, “See ya later, bros!”.

He tossed his cards onto the table and ran out of the door as fast as possible. The cards were revealed on the table, and the stallions looked at Christopher’s previous hand. Lucky wiped the sweat from his brow and said, “Phew! Good thing he folded; I had squat. How about you guys?”

The other stallions threw their cards on the table, revealing they, too, had a poor hoof of cards. Bulk Biceps threw his cards down and said, “Royal Flush.”

The stallions groaned as Bulk Biceps took the chips. He laughed but stopped as Thunderlane said, “Choco-ponut eater.”

Bulk rolled his eyes as his friends laughed. The big stallion then asked, “Any of you guys wanna bet he gets her back or blows it?”

All of the stallions looked at each other before placing their bets. It was up to Christopher to make it or break it, and he had very little time left before the night was over.

It was late into the night, and the man ran to the Cafe as fast as he could. His apprehension about interspecies relationships was no longer present. The man felt like an idiot for standing the mare up. Despite his mistake, Christopher refused to let the chance of getting a marefriend slip through his fingers. Equestria and Ponyville were now his home, and he was going to make the best of it.

”Where is that Cafe? I swore it was near Town Hall. I gotta get there!”

Despite the evening time, many ponies were moving about on a Friday night. The majority of them were couples, while a few city workers were setting up decorations for Hearts and Hooves Day. Many couples looked into each other’s loving eyes while walking or sitting on a bench. He felt a small amount of jealousy, knowing that he potentially ruined a chance of having the same thing.

He turned the corner and was lucky to see the Cafe. And by seeing the Cafe, he saw it was closed. His veins felt like ice as he said, “Fuck.” He saw one of the employees lock the Cafe’s doors and ran to the stallion.

“Excuse me,” said the man while trying to catch his breath, “Did you happen to see a pink mare with a blonde mane and cherry cutie mark?”

The blue maned, french mustached stallion, who appeared to be a waiter, turned his attention to the man with disapproving eyes. Christopher immediately knew the stallion had seen Cherry Berry and must have witnessed her being sad that he didn’t show.

The stallion waiter nodded before saying, “Oui. Your companion waited for over an hour before paying her check and leaving. She was rather well dressed, waiting for a stallion that never showed. A shame it was you, as I believe she can do better. Now, if you do not mind, I bid you adieu, Monsieur.”

The stallion lifted his snout up at the man before walking off. It was exactly the same expression he had seen rich snobs do on Earth and in Equestria, especially the short time he spent in Canterlot. Normally Christopher would flip off a snob, but he had more important matters to deal with. It also didn’t help the fact he willingly stood her up. Without knowing where Cherry Berry lived, he had no clue where to start his search.

”C’mon, think! She flies a balloon, so I could wait for her to take off and then fly my plane and get her attention...No, too complicated. Wait, her friends!”

He remembered the fact that two of her friends were sisters and sold flowers in the market square. He would simply meet them and ask for directions to Cherry Berry’s house. Hopefully, they would understand why he didn’t show up and that he would be happy to take their friend on a date. Christopher wasn’t sure how they would react, but he had no other option besides knocking on every door in Ponyville.

He was fortunate that tomorrow was his day off, and he aimed to make earning Cherry Berry’s forgiveness his main goal. And if he scored her forgiveness and a second chance, he would be the best gentleman he could be by giving her a date she would remember forever. Christopher sighed and walked towards his house, ignoring the loving couples still strolling the night.

As he walked into his house, the man looked at his hand and chuckled. He remembered what his friends said about clopping and the P&P. He asked himself, “To clop or not to clop? That is the question...Damn, the P&P man, the freaking P&P. She seemed really nice, too; I hope I didn’t hurt her badly.”

He chose not to clop and instead drifted off to sleep that night. He dreamt of Cherry Berry smiling as they flew in his airplane together, enjoying the sky in all its glory. It was one of the happiest dreams he experienced in a long time.

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Author's Note

Damn, he screwed up! But his friends set him straight! He's been corrupted by the P&P!

Will he be able to fix it? Find out in the next chapter! He's got a lot of explaining to do.

And what will Cherry Berry say? What will she do?!

This is really exciting to write. Thank you so much guys, I'm glad you all are liking this. I had no clue this would be popular so quick.