At Their Feet

“I’m so sorry, your highness!” I pleaded to Princess Twilight Sparkle, as she looked down at me begging for my very life. “I’ve learned my lesson, I’ll never do it again!”

I can’t think know how I got into this situation. I’m just a regular guy, a student at Vanhoover University. I’d come to Ponyville for a tour of the Castle of Friendship, hoping to catch a glimpse of the famous Elements of Harmony.

By happenstance, I’d caught way more than a glimpse. My tour group had passed by the meeting hall that held the famous Cutie Map, and I’d peeked in to see Equestria’s heroes sitting in their chairs around it, chatting in a friendly way, each of them resting her feet on the big stone table. I simply had to stop and see, and seeing soon became staring.

When I was a senior in high school, the Elements had saved Equestria for the first time, and become famous overnight. Of course I’d bought the large poster of the six of them and hung it on my bedroom wall, ignoring my sister’s teasing about my “girlfriends.” So what if I had an innocent crush on these brave and beautiful heroes? It was totally normal for a teenaged boy to take an interest. The Elements weren’t that much older than me. And so what if my eyes went to that magically shimmering poster during warm moonlit nights, as I reached beneath my blankets and did what teenaged boys do?

Twilight was the most common “visitor” in my nighttime fantasies, but I wouldn’t have said no to a date with any of these ladies. Now I was a man, standing right there in front of them, and a confident man would have stepped into the room and humbly asked one of them out. Not me, though... I was too deep into voyeurism, too far gone to stop.

You see, I’ve always had a special attraction to womens’ feet, and before me was a buffet of gorgeous female soles and footwear on display, from Rarity’s red stiletto heels, to Fluttershy’s hippy sandals, to Rainbow Dash’s totally bare and baby soft feet. I didn’t mean to stare, but stare I certainly did. I stood there, standing in the doorway, panting like a dog as my tour walked further and further away from me, leaving me alone and exposed. Like a herd animal on the savanna, I was separated from the pack, and easy prey for hungry carnivores...

“Hi, cutie!” My eyes suddenly focused and brought me back to reality to find Pinkie Pie waving at me from her seat. I blushed as I noticed there was drool on my lip and that all six of the Elements were now watching me, watching them.

“Erm... sorry, I...”

“Girls, I think there’s one more item of business before I declare this friendship meeting adjourned,” Twilight Sparkle stood up from her chair and spoke firmly. “We’ve got to take care of this little perv who’s been spying on our feet!”

I gulped, frozen in place. Countless times these women had defeated ultimate evils... what were they capable of doing to an average guy like me? Even worse, I could feel the blood flowing to my crotch as my erection began to tent out my pants, confirming Twilight’s suspicions that I was an absolute lowlife.

“Aww, another foot fetishist?” Rainbow Dash groaned. “That’s the third one this week!” The tall and muscular tomboy wiggled her bare toes on the table, freshly washed by a skinny dip in a nearby cloud, each toe painted a different colour of the rainbow. “It’s not fair that my feet are so awesome, even tourists have to stare! There go all my plans for the afternoon!”

“Oh, but you just told us you were horribly bored,” Rarity pointed out, “and desperate for an activity we could all do together.”

“Sure, use that against me...” Dash mumbled, slouching down in her chair.

Twilight Sparkle adjusted her thick yet stylish glasses and looked at her grumpy friend. "Come on, Rainbow Dash, Ponyville’s bylaws are very clear. We’re all responsible for fulfilling each others’ harmless fetishes in a safe and respectful manner, and that includes tourists. We’ve all had our share of fun with each other. We’ve indulged Pinkie’s interest in stepping on cakes —”

“Whee!” Pinkie Pie swivelled her chair around madly as she waved her arms about.

“Your own, erm, fart thing.”

“That wasn’t harmless,” Fluttershy whispered with a blush.

“Aw yeah!” Dash cried out, karate chopping the air. “Silent but deadly, that’s me!”

“Applejack’s love of giant horse dildoes.”

“Sure, dildoes, right...” Applejack sheepishly pulled her cowboy hat down over her face.

“And of course, my own fetish for roleplaying as an overbearing princess who always needs to be the main character.”

“Yes, dear, about that...” Rarity spoke up.

“Shut up, fashion girl,” Twilight snapped. “We all know about your vast collection of BL manga.”

“That’s not a fetish, Twilight, it’s positively mainstream!”

“Not according to the latest surveys, which clearly show...”

It was now or never, I realized. While the Elements were arguing, I could flee their clutches and rejoin my tour group, hiding in the crowd and escaping the consequences of my voyeurism. All I’d take from this experience was the cherished memory of all those beautiful feet, turned up and laid out on the large stone table like a line of smiling contestants at a beauty pageant.

I turned for the door, but before I could take a single step I was tackled by a pink flash. Before I knew what hit me I was pinned firmly to the ground, held in place beneath a warm set of pillowy ass cheeks that were barely contained by a pair of cutoff shorts.

“Not so fast!” Above me, I saw the smiling face of Pinkie Pie, wiggling her body atop mine as if settling into a comfortable sofa, and untying her well worn sneakers to reveal fuzzy blue socks that barely crept up to graze her ankles. “Hey, Twilight!” she called out, putting her hands around her lips like a megaphone, “This naughty boy tried to pull an ogle-and-run while you were monologuing about Ponyville’s boring laws!”

“Good capture, Pinkie, but ease up. You’re scaring him!” Twilight stood from her chair and walked across the large meeting hall as I struggled. From my perspective on the floor my eyes were fixed on Twilight’s shiny black mary janes, the straps buckled tightly over her long white stockings. The angle of the reflection in her shoes was just right to let me look up the princess’ skirt, showing her long legs, thick thighs and even the purple panties that guarded her royal treasure. The taps of her shoes against the smooth stone floor made a magical rhythm that calmed me like a charmed snake, and my attempts to free myself from beneath Pinkie’s butt slowly began to diminish.

“It’ll be OK,” Twilight told me. “Pinkie’s just excited to play with a cute guy.” The princess squatted down to inspect my bulge, her legs spreading and lifting her skirt to bring her thighs and her mound even closer to my hypnotized gaze. “Wow, you really like being sat on! You should have said something. We’re happy to help!”

“B-but I... it’s not...” I tried to speak even as the hyperactive Element of Laughter ground the damp crotch of her shorts against my chest and ran her fuzzy, sock covered feet up and down my legs. Maybe I did like being sat on, so long as Pinkie Pie was doing the sitting!

“It’s no bother at all! I’ll add it to the list.” As the other Elements gathered around Pinkie and me, Twilight lifted one foot to undo the buckle of her chunky heeled shoe and began slipping it off of her stocking clad foot. “Are there any other kinks you want to share?”

“P-please, let me go, I’m sorry for staring!” I begged the powerful princess not to hold me to account for my perverted thoughts. Fears of disgrace and even jail filled my mind, leaving me quivering and on the verge of tears. “I’m so sorry, your highness! I’ve learned my lesson, I’ll never do it again! Please, I’ll do anything!”

Twilight put a hand to her lips. “Gosh, you want us to bully you as well? That requires a safe word, so it’s normally for Ponyville residents only, but I guess it’ll be all right.”

“W-wha?” I looked around and with shock I finally realized these girls weren’t going to taunt or condemn me. All I saw before me were smiles, except for a slight grumpy look that remained on Rainbow Dash’s face. Twilight slipped off her other shoe and set her mary janes on a shelf for storage. As she lifted herself up on tiptoe, raising the hem of her skirt, I couldn’t help but go right back to staring, drinking in the legs hidden behind the sheer white fabric of her thigh high stockings.

Could it really be true, that the citizens of Ponyville cheerfully indulged each others’ fetishes? What a town! I knew I would be honoured to fulfill any fantasy my longtime crushes cared to use me for, even ones that might seem a bit weird. The thought that they’d do the same for me, or any of their neighbours, warmed my heart.

“A-actually, your highness, I’m fine down here. I consent to this.” Those smiles and Twilight’s adorable feet, not to mention the big Pinkie ass pressing down on me and the fuzzy socks that were now stroking my bulge, had changed my mind 180 degrees.

Twilight’s tense shoulders relaxed. “Oh, that’s a relief,” she confided. “I’m not a very confident bully, and Fluttershy’s a bit too confident...”

“I have to be, with the losers I have to domme,” Fluttershy muttered.

Twilight smiled down at me. “That means we can fit one more fetish into our session. Does anything come to mind?”

Pinkie wriggled atop my chest and frantically raised her hand. “Ooh! Ooh! Twilight! My Pinkie Sense says he loves licking womens’ pussies!”

“That’s nice, Pinkie, but cunnilingus is not usually considered a fetish.”

“Yeah, I know! It’ll be fun, though!”

“I-I think I’d like to just focus on your feet for now, if that’s okay.” It felt good to finally speak up for myself and tell Twilight what I wanted.

“Of course!” Twilight’s smile only broadened as the depth of my fascination became clear to her. “You’re really brave, you know. Six pairs of feet is more than most guys could handle. I know you’ll do a great job, though!”

“We get all sorts o’ naughty tourists comin’ round for a gander,” Applejack teased me gently. Intricate leather work decorated her dark brown cowboy boots, and she gently caressed the narrow toe against my chin, giving me a view up the powerful legs she’d packed into those incredibly tight jeans of hers. “Takin’ care o’ ya’ll keeps ya off the streets, an’ I’m proud ta do mah civic duty fer Ponyville... I just hope ya don’t mind that mah feet get a lil’ sweaty in these here boots.”

“A foot fetish rendezvous, and me in street clothes?” Rarity raised her flexible leg to her face like a ballerina at the bar, and frowned at her red stiletto pump. “I must change outfits!” she declared. “If I’d known I’d be indulging my exhibitionism kink, I’d have come dressed for the occasion!”

“Y-you look good now!” I offered. But the glamorous purplette brushed me off, her deep cleavage jiggling as she swiftly retreated behind a changing screen that clearly outlined her voluptuous form in silhouette. I saw her hand reach up and drape her dress over the edge of the screen. Then her slip, and her bra... then another bra? Three bras? Four? How did that even work?

“Discord likes feet, too,” Fluttershy confided quietly as she slipped her bare feet out of her Birkenstocks. Her toenails were painted a bright pink, like ten soft little berries. “Oh, once I found out, reforming him was no trouble at all. He may be the force of primal chaos, but one wiggle of these toesies and he does anything I say.” Fluttershy flexed her adorable toes at me and I instantly fell in love, just as deeply as the once frightening villain had. “So, erm, I guess they’re pretty nice, right?”

“Yeah, and you can jerk off on my feet or whatever,” Rainbow Dash grumbled as she hovered in midair, crossing her bare feet at the perfect cum-shooting height and issuing a halfhearted invitation. “I’ve never even met you before, and I’ll never admit that this secretly turns me on, so you can forget about my confession of love or whatever you’re fantasizing about. I only love Applejack!” Dash abruptly facepalmed. “Oh, shit, I can’t believe I just blurted it out! This is all your fault, dweeb!”

“Ya blurt it out most every day, an’ we always end up pretendin’ ya didn’t say nothin’,” Applejack reminded her friend with a roll of her eyes. “I’ll be round whenever yer ready ta put on yer big girl pants... an’ the big girl strapon...”

“Just one second, darling, I’m ready at last!” Rarity stretched a long leg from the other side of her dressing screen, then stepped out like a starlet making her entrance and posed for me. “So dreadfully sorry to keep you waiting!” Amazingly, after all the effort she’d put in, Rarity looked just as she had before. Her elegant high heels, her flowing dress and floral shawl, and her perfect makeup were all the same as they’d been a few minutes earlier. The only difference I could see was that her heels were maroon instead of cherry red.

Of course, I had nothing to complain about. Ever since my first glimpse of her punching Nightmare Moon on the television news, Rarity was the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen. If her fetish was stripping in front of a guy only to don the same outfit again, I was happy to oblige.

Now that I was fully surrounded, Pinkie Pie somersaulted off of my body and stood with her friends, throwing an arm around the grumpy Rainbow Dash, hopping from one foot to the other, her full and unrestrained breasts bouncing wildly under a thin cotton tee with a cartoon of a cupcake. Her blue and fuzzy ankle socks weren’t overtly sexy, but that was the magical thing about Pinkie: she looked the most desirable when she dressed solely for comfort. With her messy red hair and casual if not slovenly appearance, Pinkie Pie was the epitome of “I rolled out of bed looking like this,” and the wink she gave me said she couldn’t wait to roll back in!

I lifted myself up to a kneeling position, my gaze unable to lift from the floor around me. I was surrounded by elegant shoes, sexy stockings and beautiful bare feet. Six gorgeous women were ready to show me the time of my life. I felt like the luckiest guy in Equestria... but would I still feel that way once the Elements of Harmony were done with me?