Sleepwalking Lovepotion: Side Effects

Callum, Applejack, and Twilight ate their breakfast though it seemed that after a few bites, Callum seemed to only push the syrup and melted butter around with his fork.

Sensing something was off, Fluttershy and Spike glanced at each other as though wordlessly trying to figure out who was going to say something.

Fluttershy’s face reddened and Spike let out a small sigh as though knowing it was going to end up this way.

“So, what’s up with you three? You don’t like my pancakes?” Pinkie asked, feigning big teary eyes as she blinked at each in turn.”

Spike raised an eyebrow but shrugged and allowed Pinkie to start the conversation and stop the awkwardness.

“N-no, no. The pancakes are delicious, it’s just I’m not feeling quite myself at the moment.” Callum admitted.

He began to wonder what he could do or say to change the subject or possibly get out of this situation.

“Spike!” Twilight suddenly shouted, all eyes turning to her.

“Umm, you are going to help Callum check around town and see if there was anyone who could use a roommate?”

“Ooh, Ooh, Ooh! The cakes recently had to expand their shop and home. We have extra space.”

“We?” Callum asked.

“Oh, well sometimes I stay with the cakes as a part time helper, and part time babysitter” Pinkie explained nonchalantly.

“Oh, well that explains how you’re so hyped up all the time.” Callum noted.

“What do you mean?” Pinkie asked curiously.

“Uh, Callum, this is Pinkie. One Hundred percent her, not sugar or anything.”

“Sugar, Spice, everything nice, and some chemical diabetes mixed in.” Callum muttered to himself.

“What’s Diabetes?” Pinkie asked.

“Never mind…” Callum said wide eyed as the others collectively shook their heads no.

“Well, anyways how about we go see the mayor and see if anyone has stopped by with any requests for roommates.” Spike offered.

“Right with you, my dude.”

The two excused themselves and began to make their way out and into the Equestrian day. Many Equestrians were out and about, some heading towards what looked like a market, some heading this way and that. A few strolled along as though they were simply out enjoying the day with an equal.

Spike lead Callum along a way a bit off path than some of the others. Though they were still heading further into town as far as Callum could pick up.

At least until they reached a large statue, where they found the mayor reading a newspaper.

She glanced up, eyes looking through thin rimmed glasses at the two approaching.

“My, My Spike. How wonderful to see you today. And who might this be?” She asked looking Callum up and down.

Which in turn led him to feel she was certainly interested in something he didn’t want. No offense to her, but he wasn’t into, mature women. Though he noticed her face seemed rather smooth and wrinkle free despite the grey hair she held up in a knot.

“This is Callum, the transfer.”

Her eyes lit up at this, “Ah yes, I just completed the last of the paperwork for you just a few minutes ago. I have a few minutes before a meeting. How are you enjoying Ponyvilles so far?”

“It’s nice but I haven’t had a chance to get around just yet. But everyone seems awfully friendly.”

The mayor beamed at that, “Wonderful. So, I have a minute or two left, anything I can help you with?”

“Right, Callum was hoping he could see if there were any requests on the community board for a roommate.”

“Roommate? No, I don’t suppose I’ve seen one of those in a long time. But you are more than welcome in the main entry of the Estate.

“Estate?” Callum asked confused.

“Oh, that’s the name of the mayor’s office, the Estate.” Spike intervened as the mayor nodded emphatically.

“Well, I do know we have an abundance of space, and a few residents are looking to rent out. But I suppose room and board, and a job are tied for first place?” She inquired.

“Yes, ma’am.” Callum said.

“Oh, dear you don’t have to ma’am me. I’m not quite that old.” She offered with a wink of one eye. “Oh, sorry I do need to be on my way. You young men enjoy yourselves. She chuckled as she turned away and headed off.

Spike and Callum went inside, where Spike directed Callum to the board and sure enough there were plenty of rooms available for rent or purchase but not one looking for a roommate.

“So, how are you at baking?” Spike suddenly asked.

Callum rolled his eyes, “I can do customer service, and run a register but I very rarely bake, or even cook for myself. I just deal in necessities and that’s it.”

“Are you good with anything else? I mean if not the cakes, maybe Twilight could use you as a guinea pig in one of her many experiments- “

“NO!” Callum yelled crossly. Taking a breath he calmly replied, “No, thank you.”

Spike raised an eyebrow and stared at him for a good few seconds before turning away with a shrug. “Alright. If there is no place yet let’s look for work for you. Anything else you can do?”

Callum shrugged, “I guess I could be a gopher. As in someone’s assistant, but my first and last job ended up with me being arrested and fired all at the same time. That was last year, and no one believed the guy was perverse, I couldn’t stand by and watch him leering at all those women in his workplace and then constantly having his hands on them.”

“Whoa, its ok Callum. Let’s take a breath, ok?”

“Sorry I just, I have no idea what is wrong with me. Anytime I see someone doing something I was raised was wrong and no one speaks up about it, it drives me into a frenzy and all I see is red.”

“Heh, sounds like you would get along with AJ and her family.”

“AJ?” Callum pondered for a second, “You don’t mean Applejack, do you?”

“Um yeah, why the sounds of hostility dude?”

“Let’s just say I’m already on her bad side, and she already made it to mine.”

“What happened during breakfast? I missed something.”

Callum, face in his hands shook his head as he breathed out. “I’m sorry Spike, I think I need to take a walk and clear my head. Maybe that will help me out.”

Spike eyed Callum for a few seconds once again, “You know, Twilight tends to pour her all into study and experiments when she gets something into her head. It usually doesn’t tend to bother anyone cause it never really includes anyone else. I’m thinking this whole love thing she has going on, something happened, and you both maybe got hurt?”

Callum was silent but made a barely perceptible nod.

“I’m guessing Aj, was the first to pick up on things, and her drive for honesty might have seemed a little over the top, and a bit protective huh?” When Callum did nothing more than another nod, Spike continued. “They are close friends; we all are close friends. I am sure no one was trying to do anything wrong, it just ended up being a bad situation that was miscommunicated and perceived poorly. Give them some time and they will come around, but you also got to make sure you’re ready to come around too.”

“So, what we all apologize and do a sing along about each other’s feelings?” Callum asked mockingly.

“Dude, this is Equestria, you will learn how things work in time.” Spike leaned forward and snatched contact info slips from the bottom of several papers and motioned for Callum to follow.

They went about the town talking to a few citizens here and there, asking questions about what was needed for the job. Callum did his best, but felt he was coming up just short without a proper suit and tie for sudden onset personal interviews.

The most he could do, or felt he could do, was assist during the weekends with a young lady named Thorny Rose. Rose needed someone to help deliver plants to people on the weekends. Literally loading up and pushing a cart around town.

Callum felt he could be overqualified yet did his best to assure Rose he would be more than happy to help her out for the two days she needed.

“Alright, well that’s enough to get started, but maybe not enough to see me through.” Callum remarked as he looked over the contract with the amount he would be getting for the weekend work.

“Well, it is something and better than nothing.” Spike commented, “Hey, I’m feeling a little hungry, care to share a meal, it will be my treat today. You can get me next time.”

“As long as you don’t get us the food then tell me you left your money in your other scales.”

“Heh, no way would I do that… Um…” Spike suddenly started to pat around his body a look of horror slowly crossing his face.

“Eh, I’ve starved before.” Callum said as he turned one eighty.

“Kidding.” Spike said hurriedly, “I’m kidding Callum.”

Spike led Callum past the market area and towards an open area where a large red and white house sat, nestled by itself. It looked like it had stucco walls with red wooden beams for support and accents for the windows and edges. Above was what looked to be the largest collection of hay for roofing Callum had ever seen. How it kept clean and kept everyone warm and dry he could only guess was the density.

The two entered joined with the jingle of a small bell. A rather tall and slightly plump older looking woman turned to the two and opened her mouth. Her face as well as her apron and parts of her body were covered in splotches of flour and a few strings of dough here and there.

As she opened her mouth, a familiar voice called out from a pair of western looking swinging doors.

“Welcome to Sugarcube Corner!”

Spike and Callum took a seat in a booth, and Callum looked up at the voice, “Is that Pinkie?”

Spike chuckled, “yep.”

“Hm, coincidence, most likely not.” Callum said as he looked up at Spike.

“Well, look, if it helps you can talk to the cakes and see about getting a place out of the crystal castle. I figured it might help you out with things.”

Callum sighed as the woman approached and offered a couple of menus.

“Spike we now have added a new page of crystal sweets to the menu.” Mrs. Cake said as she placed a menu in front of Spike.

Spike’s eyes widened as he lifted the menu eagerly, already having to wipe away some drool.

After a little bit the two ordered, and Spike introduced Callum to Mrs. Cake and explained his need for a place to stay, without any problems.

Their conversation continued for a little bit before Mrs. Cake worked out a deal with Callum.

It was some time as Callum stretched and laid back on the small bed he had been offered until he could buy a proper one for himself. He breathed in deeply, closing his eyes, until he heard the door open.

Closing the door, a young woman with a bare thin nightgown looks over at Callum, her pink hair falling loose around her back and shoulders reaching all the way down to an ample and voluptuous rear.

The nightgown was so thin, it was see through, and the only thing covering her form was a near see through bra and panties a slightly darker red than the see through nightgown.

Callum’s head jerked up as he heard the click of not only the door but the lock as well.

“Oh no. Not this time. This time I am saying no.”

“Well, I get that, but I talked with Twilight and was willing to help her with her experiment. Unfortunately, we found that once drank and we fall asleep, we must seek out the first available male to render the effects fulfilled or nulled.”

“Well, that’s not fair, what if you’re not straight, and prefer someone of your own sex?”

“Enough talk, Callum. Please help me.” Pinkie walked over, legs strutting slowly in front of each other, leaving her body to wiggle and sway from one side to the other.

Callum was watching enticed, though he tried to fight against it, he carefully and slowly pulled himself up and turned his head to the side.

Pinkie moved and knelt in front of Callum, her eyes holding a familiar light to them.

Pinkie licked her lips as she moved her hands up and over Callum’s front, slowly sliding them down to his waist.

‘Well,’ he thought, ‘she did say she was helping Twilight. So, either I stop this and march over to Twilight…’

Pinkie had carefully begun to undo his pants and wasted no time removing him from his confines and began licking from base to tip, swirling her tongue as though enjoying the sweetest of candies.

‘Huh, wonder if they need a porn shop.’ If Twilight continues this, he could sell it in small amounts as an aphrodisiac to others to spice up their night lives.

A low groan escaped his mouth as Pinkie had once again gone from the base to the tip, though this time she easily began to lower her mouth over him completely, slowly using her tongue to continue to wet his skin and began to swallow him all the way as she moved her head halfway before slowly pulling back increasing the pressure of her sucking.

Once she reached back to his tip, she twirled her tongue around his head and teased the base of it where the skin was circumcised and most sensitive. Her hand slowly moved down pushing her saliva further before she once again raised her head and lowered herself down, this time completely devouring him inside her mouth. He could feel the wetness of her mouth as her tongue seemed to swell and somehow still wrap around as she began to slowly move her head up and down.

Her other hand raised to begin to gently fondle his sack as though she were trying to tickle him.

The sensation was unlike anything he had ever experienced before with any other woman he had been with and wondered how she was able to do this.

It wasn’t long before he began to feel heat and fire rising up in him, his lower body began to shake slightly.

“Stop.” He said suddenly raising up and pushing against her shoulders gently.

A slight wet smacking pop came as she pulled away from him completely, a thread of saliva held for just a second before it broke away.

‘I can’t believe this, yet I don’t want it to stop.’

“Is something wrong?” she asked apprehensively.

“Just give me a second, let’s get more comfortable. On the bed,” he said as he jerked his head back over his shoulder slightly.

A wide grin plastered her face as he stood took a few steps holding his pants up to click the light.

As he turned, he could see her form laying back on the bed, the thin clothes she had already discarded at the side.

Callum quickly stripped his clothes as he made his way back to bed.

Pinkie quickly wrapped her arms behind his head as he crawled over her form. Just as Twilight had, she refused a kiss from him. He began to make a note of this as he instead moved his head down to begin kissing and lightly biting her neck.

Pinkie moaned as he made his way down to her breasts leaving trails of his lips like phantoms upon her skin. He could feel her skin begin to rise bumps of either cold, or excitement he didn’t care.

She moved her hands down then, away from his head, her legs moving to open further. She was far more immediate than Twilight had been as she gently took hold of him and guided him to her.

A sigh of relief turned to an erotic moan as he slipped inside far easier and faster than he anticipated.

Her legs wrapped around his waist urging him forward needfully as her hands went to his back, his first thrust into her seemed to take her breath away and she clawed at his back.

Callum had always enjoyed a little bit of pain with his experiences though never knew how to articulate it to any partner he had before.

He grunted and growled low and deep within his throat as a part of him, an almost animalistic part began to take over.

What surprised him was her ability to raise her hips as he pushed forward combining thrusts between them to make the impact harder and sending him deeper into her.

“More, please. Harder, more!” She seemed to whisper, almost beg him.

HE was more than willing to oblige her as he picked up the pace and thrust harder.

He knew he could not hold out much longer, which was why he was glad she was asking for something more intense. It said to him she was getting close.

He suddenly felt her tighten around him as she began, and Callum allowed himself to release all restraints.

When done, they panted and seemed to work to catch their breath and get their strength back.

Not wanting to lay on top of her, Callum leaned over and flopped to the side, slipping out of her to a surprised gasp on her side.

Her eyes as she stared at him, seemed to slowly lose their glow.

“Mm” came the sound of what he hoped was satisfaction.

He seemed to catch the appearance of her hair, straight and long, laying flat which was completely different from when she had been awake, and he had seen her during breakfast and then earlier in the day he remembered it being curly and poofy almost wild and seemed to have a life of its own.

As he watched somehow her hair seemed to read his mind as it curled back up and like a spring bounced back to its original form.

“You’re not going to freak out on me like Twilight did, are you?” He ventured to ask as she opened her eyes and laughed.

“No, I did this willingly, though, please don’t be mad. I uh didn’t have Twilights permission to be her guinea pig. I drank the potion when no one was around. I had an idea as to what it did and needed some help for relief. Sorry I lied to you.”

Callum let out a groan and asked her not to do it again.

“If you want something like this from me, just ask. We can be intimate, but I’m not looking for a relationship right now. If that’s not a problem with you.”

“Oh, I see.” Pinkie said, a slight smile on her face. “I think I can play with you a bit more if you don’t mind.”

Callum smiled and said he didn’t mind at all.

Once her strength was back, she moved to the edge of the bed and collected her things and left, with a wink and a wave, Pinkie was gone just as she had arrived.

Callum laid back in his bed and fell quickly to sleep wanting the morning to arrive quickly.