SWWC Side Story 3: Taking Off the Hat

The following morning, Saffron barely got any sleep. The whole night she kept tossing and turning with those memories and thoughts haunting her. The image of his scarred groin would not leave her mind. How was that even possible? Who did such a thing to him and why? Was this his punishment? No, his story was not completely unknown to her.

All questions about him buzzed in her head throughout the morning and into the afternoon when she arrived at her next destination. The driver pulled her up to the building. It was a massive tower found at the edge of Manhattan. Shimmer/Glimmer Pharmaceuticals was one of the main medical companies in Equestria.

She exited the cart and walked to the front door. The reflection of the glassy building sent a chill down her spine. She was surprised that she was told to dress in simple attire. The mare looked over the building, it was so fancy that her appearance just made even lesser sense. She didn't understand why this was her next job, but Hoo'far had been very clear that she had to do this.

Three names on the lists were employed here. It was also revealed that almost all the diamond apples were sent here. It was the only company that didn't have a single shipment go out too. This meant the product was stored inside, but why? Saffron's mission was simple, find out where they were storing all those fruits and why they were being harvested in the first place.

The mare shook her head, trying to prepare herself for the next ordeal. Saffron's mind went back to her previous clients and the horrible act she had to perform. Hopefully, things would be different this time, especially with her mind so fuzzy on other thoughts. "Well, better get this over with." She muttered under her breath. Walking into the building, she looked around for the office. There were plenty of other ponies walking about, and every single one dressed much nicer than her. Stranger yet, there were all young stallions. All of them bordering above the age of minors and not a single mare among them.

As soon as she walked past, she could have sworn several of them were eyeing her up. Some were trying to hide it, others were making it more obvious. Saffron was uncomfortable being surrounded by so many male eyes but at least her attire was less skimpy this time. She didn't understand how all this was connected. But she kept walking until she arrived at the reception desk.

There a young stallion spoke normally for a few syllables before clearing his throat and switching to a softer and more feminine tone. "Welcome to the office, what can I help you with?" Sweat beaded down his face as his eyes leered at the cameras and not her.

"Hello, my name is Saffron and I am here to see..." She stopped and thought back to the names. The mare couldn't be straightforward and asked for the owner of the company, Mr. Firelight. She had to aim at another target on the list first. "I'm here to meet with Dr. Pitch. Do you know if he is available right now?"

The stallion quickly typed the name into the computer. After a moment of searching, his eyes lit up and he spoke. "Yes, he is in his office. I can take you there." The stallion stepped out from the desk and gestured for her to follow. Upon seeing his full form, her attention was drawn to his incredibly tight shorts. It was a little unnerving to suddenly see his full shape on display, but luckily he turned away from her.

Saffron followed the young stallion and passed several offices. Each was filled with more young stallions, all wearing basic business attire and those very tight short pants. Every single one of them stared at her as she was led down the hallway. She could feel their gazes lingering downward, first staring at her open cleavage and stopping at her thighs and ass. She felt more naked now than she ever did at that stripe club. Yet, there was also a small sense of panic on all their faces.

Where before the perverted old stallions were more than willing to admire all of her form without respect. These young stallions were admiring her but with tense sweat as if they were ashamed for doing so. She couldn't understand what was going on. Was there something she was missing here? Were the ponies afraid to be caught staring at her? Or was this all just part of her imagination?

She shook her head and tried to ignore it, arriving at Dr. Pitch's office. Opening the door revealed an incredibly strong stallion with muscles on full display while he bench-pressed a massive weight. His body was glistening with sweat dripping down his fur as his hands lifted up and down. Around him was a classic style found in any doctor's office, which made his exercise routine all the more jarring.

Upon hearing them arrive, his breathing slowed and his body tensed up. The stallion stopped in the middle of his workout and stared at her under the bar. He placed the weights down and sat up on the bench. He gestured the young stallion to a button next to the walls. Pressing it a static noise filled the background. "That should give us some time alone." He stepped off and walked over to Saffron. "Don't want that Vignette Valencia pestering my important work."

Saffron's eyes widened upon hearing the next name on the list. She wanted to ask about that name, but Dr. Pitch took her hand and gave it a soft kiss. The younger stallion took that cue and left, closing the door as quickly as possible. Now alone with him, she feared the obvious, but also needed to remember why she was here. Her eyes glared at the button, for it had to be her real target.

However, she couldn't make a move toward it with him standing so close. The incredible heat pulsing off of him was far different from the disgusting stallions of before. It was almost intoxicating, making her blush and shiver at his touch. The stallion smiled and his fingers caressed her chin, forcing her eyes up to meet his. "I'm so glad you could come to my office today."

"What is your work here?" She tried to keep things casual, but his other hand was already moving down her shirt. His finger rubbed over the buttons and slowly pushed it aside, letting his palm graze over her breast.

"Pheromone testing." He grinned, his hands rubbing over her chest. "And I take my job very seriously." Saffron blushed as his fingers gripped around her breasts and gave them a firm squeeze. However, his touch was far from barbaric. In fact, it almost reminded her of Hoo'far's grace. The mare moaned, unable to hold it back as he pulled her against his body.

"What kind of testing?" She whimpered as his mouth moved toward her neck. He nibbled softly over her collarbone, making her body shiver. She tried to keep the conversation going, but her legs were already buckling.

"Simple really." He muttered, pulling back her shirt. "We're trying to create a more powerful scent that drives mares crazy." He grinned and yanked off the bra, taking one breast into his mouth. His tongue swirled around her nipple. It was a technique she never thought would feel so good. The mare moaned, her head falling back and her teeth gritted.

His hands were not idle, pulling up her skirt and parting away her panties. Saffron tried to keep on subject, but it was clear what this stallion wanted. And unlike the others before him, she only found herself pushing for more. It felt so wrong, and at the same time, so deserving and right. Saffron panted as her fingers dug into his shoulders.

Dr. Pitch lowered her down onto the bench. He spread her legs, exposing her soaked pussy. Dropping his shorts, he didn't hesitate bouncing his large cock out over her. She stared at his thick and juicy member, but no panic reached her mind even as it slid against her pussy. Her eyes widened upon realizing what he meant. "Pheromone... controlling their lust--" She was stopped as the penetration was just as sudden.

The doctor laughed at her reaction. "Yes..." He huffed, trying to into a tempo. "Need to make sure they are so willing for the next process." His hips slammed forward, sending his cock deep inside her. The mare yelped and her back arched up. He didn't bother teasing her or letting her adjust. His thick shaft drove her crazy. She tried not to scream, but her pussy was drenched and her walls clamped around his dick.

She had never felt a pleasure this deep before. Lust driving her actions and desire, fogging up her mind. Saffron didn't know if she could take it, but also didn't want it to stop. The mare's body responded to each thrust as if she was loving all of it. Her legs wrapped around him, her hips bucking back. She could feel the heat rising, and his cock pulsed inside her.

Dr. Pitch smirked, his cock throbbing with need. He grabbed her hips and slammed her back into the bench. His muscles flexed and his body dripped with sweat. The doctor grunted, his balls slapping hard against her. Each thrust was sending her further into an incredible bliss she had never found herself in before.

Saffron couldn't believe the power behind his thrusts, it was like being fucked by a wild beast. She cried out, her mind lost in a sea of desire. She couldn't stop herself from screaming. Her body trembled and the heat of her lust exploded. However, as her orgasm flowed out, a name escaped her lips. It was too soft for him to hear but echoed so clearly in her throat. "Hoo'far... Hoo'far."

Much to her confusion and lust, the visage of the strong stallion pounding in her was replaced. Saffron wanted to deny it, but she was seeing Hoo'far plow into her with all his strength. She could imagine the passion behind each of his thrusts. The desire and longing he held for her. All these feelings came rushing out from his cold exterior. His lips collided with her in a twisted bliss.

Her mind snapped back to reality as Dr. Pitch pulled out of her. The stallion grunted and groaned hard, taking her large cock in hand and rubbing out shot after shot of white all over her clothes. Guzzling down to just drips, he fell over and rolled on the floor. His back straining with each pump. "Damn it, this babe is too good..." He whimpered and winced.

Saffron lay there, her body shaking and her eyes trembling. The mare couldn't understand what was happening to her. How could she dare think of Hoo'far while doing that? Why would she want him to be the one inside her? This was not the time for such questions. The mare pushed up and quickly dressed. Her face still burning and her heart was racing.

Dr. Pitch panted on the ground, trying to recover from his workout. Surprisingly that took a lot out of the muscle-bound stallion. Her ears flicked at the sounds of his snoring. Standing up, she was utterly shocked to find him completely limp and out cold. Looking down at the stallion, her mind returned to his words. "Pheromone to control their lust... Must also have an effect on stallions as well."

Moving quickly, Saffron ran over to the button and attempted to push it. Nothing happened, the same static noise shimmered in the background. She raised an eyebrow and traced her fingers along the edge. Tearing off the covering with relative ease, her eyes narrowed on strange black wires leading away from the room. They were unlike normal conduits, covered in strange black spikes, almost like vines. "This doesn't turn off all the cameras... Maybe just blocks his room." She deadpanned at the pointless endeavor. Maybe going after him first was a terrible idea.

Saffron wanted to trace them to their source but couldn't walk outside covered in all this spunk. Her face leered over the room for something to clean herself off. Luckily, she spotted something better, an extra pair of clothes and a bathroom. She silently cheered and stepped over Dr. Pitch. Arriving there her suspicions were confirmed with a shower room and soap.

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