Harem Alliance

After some remedial study that, while not necessary, was appreciated, Heaps made her way to the cart stop. From home or school, she could walk to work. From the library, though, she would want to catch a lift from one of the "busses" that gridded out the town. They were actually just fast-moving hay rides that ran all day and stopped at certain points to help ponies move around the town a bit easier, but that was okay. It was public transportation, and it was better than nothing.

A few ponies were already there, and waiting on the bench. It was mostly the elderly, whose old bones couldn't take them across town and back home in the span of a day. Most of the kids and teens were already where they were going to spend the day, but a few of them were on their way to their part-time jobs. There was, in fact, a young stallion with acne and an inhaler wearing a fry cook uniform that had followed her from the library. Not because he wanted something from her, but because his watch had beeped, meaning it was time to catch the bus to work.

Before the wagon could show up, however, along came another zebra. He spotted Heaps waiting, and looking up and down the street, knew that the bus wasn't going to show up in the next five minutes. Despite the fact that some of the elderly ponies complained about it, and a few of them has complained at him to leave her alone, he presented her with a coupon, and she had to obey.

Ducking behind a few bushes, she spread her legs, and let the stallion have his way with her, urging him to hurry up. She began to panic when her bus showed up, and then more when it left without her. "Hurry up, already, arsehole!" she growled. "I'm going to be late to work because of you!"

"If you want me to rush my pace, roll over, please, and show me your smiling face."

She rolled onto her back and smiled angrily up at him. He wanted her to be happy to accept him, and that was how she had to look. Even at the newer, more brisk pace, he still took half an hour to plaster her face. He came all over her face and chest, and released her just as the next bus pulled up to the stop.

With no time to wipe for fear of missing the late bus and having to take an even later ride, she galloped as fast as she could, and barely made it as the driver was about to pull away. He sneered at her, disgusted by her appearance, and would have been within his rights to refuse her shouts to wait for her to board, but he didn't, letting her climb on, and even giving her a small rag. He kept a few around for cart maintenance.

"Thanks," she panted, wiping her face. "I'm having a really shitty day."

"Watch your language," he grumbled, taking off.

She had to find a seat near the very back, as most of the other patrons were disgusted by her decision to board the public transit looking like she did. She tried to take one of the open seats near the middle, but was shooed away by a mare about her mom's age.

So, at the back she sat, wiping herself clean with the rag and then setting it aside. It wasn't going to be a long ride, but she still had some time.

Two stops later, a zebra climbed on, and upon seeing her sitting alone at the back, came and sat down next to her. Heaps lowered her head, because she knew what was coming her way.

As she turned to him to ask if he would please reconsider; that she'd really rather not right now, that she had a lot to do and that maybe the best present for her birthday was a little bit of time off away from her responsibilities, he already had the coupon out, as well as his dick. She felt her lips curl up into an ersatz smile as she dropped down to her knees and positioned herself between his.

He'd just finished exercising, she found out as she sucked him off. He smelled of fresh sweat and tasted like chafed skin. She wasn't allowed to spit it out, either, partly due to the spell, and partly because the driver had been nice enough to give her a rag. Even if the only reason was because he didn't want her to dirty up his bus, it was still a decent gesture from somepony that didn't have to give it.

She heard her stop called out as she pulled off to lick the zebra's balls. She could hear the tolling from the belltower, too, ringing out noon. She was now officially late. She could, if she finished right now, run to the store and clock in, and the five-minute forgiveness would kick in. She'd be issued a verbal warning, but it wouldn't show up on her record. Unfortunately, she'd only just begun.

Her stop came and went, then two more stops before a unicorn stallion sat next to them and asked if he could join in. The zebra allowed it, and she had to reach over and grab this new stallion's cock in her hoof and jerk him off for the rest of the ride.

Thankfully, the route was circuitous, so after a good forty-five minutes, she was almost back to her stop when the zebra finally came and released her from his bonds. As soon as she was free, she grabbed the stallion's dick in both hooves and twisted it, causing a yelp to erupt from his mouth. She wasn't going to finish him off, as there was no incentive to do that. She didn't care about him, and he wasn't paying for that hoofjob. Why would she let him cum on her face?

Grabbing the rag off the seat and hopping off the bus, she wiped the cum off of her chin and disposed of the rag in a nearby trash bin. She was almost an hour late by now, and that was going to damage her paycheck, as well as her performance review. She could only hope that her boss was understanding. However unlikely that was...