Can Comet Come Too?

Comet now took the lead, Misty following close behind as they both headed off to his house. This time at a nice leisurely pace.

They turned off the main street, walking up a narrow shaded side-alley, taking them deeper into the beach-side town. The cool blue glow from the sunlit ribbon of ocean peaking between the tall buildings, illuminated the way. They both made awkward small talk as they went. The really-awkward small talk between two very awkward-to-begin-with ponies. As they went, they made sure to sip on their smoothies as often as possible, to avoid the silences. So-much-so that by the time they arrived, they had both finished them entirely.

Comet had zigged and zagged a path through the much narrower, but also much less trodden streets. He only had to back-track a few times, still having not yet learned the layout of this enormous-to-an-auroricorn city. As they walked through one last side-alley, it opened up into a small sun-lit street, lined with quiet little two-story shops.

Still well within the market area, a pony would not have noticed that the upper story of each shop was actually a residence, faced to match the facade below. Comet’s home was located on top of a quaint little flower shop all painted yellow and white. The entrance to the apartment was located in the back of the shop, So Comet opened the door for Misty, and he followed in after.

“Hello Miss Mayflower!” Comet called out as he entered.

An old curly-maned mare at the checkout desk replied, “Why hello Comet, you’re back already?”

Misty waved at Mayflower from Comet’s side.

“And who’s this I see. Do you have a marefriend already!”

Both their faces flushed with red and they responded simultaneously. “Oh no.. he’s not.. she’s not..... we’re just friends.”

“She’s only just here to help me masturbate Miss Mayflower.”

Mayflower was thrown for a loop and could only muster a feeble response. “Oh a, okay...”

Misty and Comet casually strolled to the back and headed upstairs.

They both trotted up a flight of stairs so narrow they could only go up single-file. Misty even had to move her saddle-bag to her front just to fit. Comet opened the solitary door at the top landing and led Misty into the small entryway of his apartment. Misty closed the door behind her and was immediately hit with a foul vapor that nearly stung her eyes and made her gag involuntarily. It was a thick stench of manure mixed with the ammonias smell of feted-urine so powerful she may as well just have walked into a barn. She raised her hoof to cover her snout.

“What’s that bad smell?”

“Oh that. That’s the funny smell. ‘Bad’ huh... hmm? That’s a good word for it. It’s like a smell... that I don’t like. ‘Bad smell’... Is that not normal?”

“Noo!.. You don’t have bad smells in Starlight Ridge?” Misty was finding it difficult to breathe.

“No. We have smells there, but I like them all. I never knew there could be smells I don’t like. before I came here, that is”

The stink of mare air at the Crystal Brighthouse could get pretty rank sometimes, but this... this was on a whole other level. Was stallion stink always this bad? Misty thought. She made her way across the tiny living room to open a window on the other side, pinching her nose along the way. And that’s when she noticed it... Little nuggets of manure littering the floor and sporadically were spots of urine, some still wet and some dried and crusted over the tiles. Misty froze as she took in the full scope of the filth.

“Comet! What is this!”

“Oh those. I don’t know. I kept cleaning them up, but no matter how much I do, they just keep appearing out of no where. I kind of just gave up trying”

Misty was absolutely horrified. “Comet!” she said with flabbergasted disappointment, “They, they go in the bathroom!”

“The bathroom? What’s that?”

Misty could not even comprehend the question for a moment, partly from the absurdity of it, and partly from the overwhelming smell. “That room right over there,” Misty pointed to the open door at the other end of the entryway revealing a small bathroom with just a toilet sink and shower, ironically very clean looking.

“Oh so that’s what that room is for. But I already have a trash can why would I need to bring it over there?”

“NO!...” Misty was starting to get very perplexed. Where was she? What is happening right now? “You, you just sit on the toilet, and poop out of your tailhole, and pee out of your front hole”

“But I don’t have any holes silly. You ponies do”

Eyes wide open, Misty in her utter confusion and disgust, slowly craned her pointed hoof from the bathroom and trained it right to Comets sheath. She screamed in a nasally voice as she pinched her muzzle shut.

“Yes, you DO!!!”

“What? What are you talk-”

Comet looked down at his nethers. And to his shock there was a wide gaping opening between his hind legs.

“Oh! OH! OH my STARS! There’s a hole! There’s a hole in ME!”

He started to panic, and ran around the living room in a futile attempt to evade his newly discovered hole. In all his uncoordinated flailing, he tripped over the center coffee-table and tumbled onto his back over the couch, knocking off his glasses in the process. He looked up, and across the room he could see his reflection in the hallway mirror. To his horror, there, another hole right below his tail, along with a big saggy bulbus protrusion.

“Holes! There’s holes in me!” Comet flopped back onto the couch and covered his eyes with both his hooves, shielding himself from the awful sight.

“It’s okay Comet, calm down, it’s perfectly normal”

“Not for auroricorns it isn’t! WHAT IS GOING ON!”

“Wait? So auroricorns don’t have any holes back there?”

How did she not notice that, Misty wondered. They were not in Starlight Ridge for very long, she supposed. And they were pretty busy the whole time they were there. Plus she wasn’t so concerned about holes back then.

“No! How could this even happen?” Comet pressed both his hooves into his forehead, then dropped them down to his sides in exasperation. Breathing heavily, he lay across the couch staring into the ceiling, his long white/purple mane and tail surrounding him in a frazzled mess.

“Well, Maybe?...” Misty picked up the glasses off the floor, and offered them back to Comet. “...When we went through the portal to your world we were transformed. And when we came back we turned back to normal... So maybe when you came through the portal here it transformed you too?”

Comet levitated his glasses off of Misty’s hoof and into his own, fixing them back onto his face. “I suppose that’s possible. But why though?”

“I dunno. Things have been really strange around here since we got our magic back. I just don’t question it. Plus we don’t have time for that right now. We gotta deal with... this!” Misty gestured all around to Comet’s dirty apartment. “And you gotta learn how to use your holes... because honestly, this is unacceptable”

“Okay”

“Where’s the cleaning supplies...”

Misty and Comet got up and began to clean his apartment. They first opened every window they could, letting out a months worth of trapped stink. Sweeping and brushing and mopping, it didn’t take long before the job was done. Luckily for them most of Comet’s business was constrained to the floor and not on the rugs or furniture. And thank hoofness, Comet’s bed was waste free. As they worked Comet had a thousand questions about all the intricacies of living life as a unicorn with holes and Misty did her best to answer them. By the end, Comet’s anxiety had all but disappeared, and they were both actually starting to have fun.

“...So in the future if you smell something bad it usually means there’s something wrong”

“Oh! that’s good to know... So what do we do with this? Should we take it downstairs?” Comet was holding a small trash bin containing the entirety of last weeks droppings.

“Uh?..." Misty suddenly perked up with an idea. "No! we should flush it down the toilet! That’s perfect, I can show you how it works”

Misty led Comet to the bathroom walking in first. Comet followed behind, levitating the trashcan in tow. It was a plain white tiled space with only one little window up high letting in the sunlight from the rear of the building. Everything was neat and clean but all the knobs and porcelain fixtures showed their age. The space was very small, only just big enough for the two unicorns to fit inside.

“Okay, so pour the poops into the water. Oh, and lift the lid first so you don’t get any on it!”

Comet did just as she said.

“Now pull that little handle on the side and watch it go down”

Comet pulled the lever and down they went with a flush and a glug. He got a little look of delight as they did. “Wow. That was fun!”

“I know right! I like watching them go down too. So like I was saying, when you start to feel the pressure, you come over to the toilet and let it out here”

“I still don’t quite understand. Do you go on the floor... and like levitate it in after?”

Misty gave a little sigh in exasperation. “No no. you first sit down, and then you... You know what I’ll just show you. After that smoothie I actually have a little pee right now”

Misty grabbed Comet and directed him towards her. Their bodies clumsily pressed up against each other as they swapped places in the tiny bathroom. She had to rub her rump up against the sink just to squeeze by. Misty started to sit down.

“Oh wait you have to put the rim back down when you want to use it. You don't want to touch your fur against the bowl. And make sure you flip your tail out of the way so it doesn’t get into the water”

Misty lowered the lid and as she placed her flank upon the bowl, she expertly whirled her tail so as to flop every single hair over the edge. She sat a little further back than normal to be able to roll her pelvis forward so Comet would be able to see what she was doing.

“See. Just like this. And then you just... Relax. Just let go and eventually it comes right out. Watch”

Comet leaned forward, bracing his hoof on Misty’s stifle to balance himself as he was trying to see what was going on. Misty tilted her head up and closed her eyes as she released the tension in her loins. She didn’t have much pee so it took a little while before it started. But eventually, without fail, the feeling of warm-hot piss began to run down her lower vulva, perfectly draining and funneling off the lower edge as it was meant to. The stream really began to flow and Comet locked eyes with the golden pillar emanating from her and splashing into the water below, curiosity plastered across his face.

“Interesting...” Comet took a few inquisitive sniffs of the warm sent rolling up between Misty's legs.

“Then just wait for it to finish on it’s own...” Misty waited for the last few dribbles to finish and looked down to see with Comet. “See there. All done! Then just take a little piece of this paper right here. Dab off the little bit left on your hole. Throw the paper in the water. Annnnnd your done! Oh and don’t forget to put the right hole over the water when you do it.

“Very strange... and you all do this everyday?”

“Sure. Lots of times a day even. Whenever you feel that funny feeling in the back”

“Seems like a lot of work to have to come all the way back here multiple times a day”

“Oh don’t worry about that. There are toilets everywhere you go here in Maretime Bay”

Meanwhile back at the table where Misty and Comet met that day. Sheriff Hitch was making the rounds.

“Oh COME ON!!! There was a bathroom right over there! Public-Pooper-Number-One, I don’t know who you are, but I will find YOU!”

“Actually Misty, I think I feel that funny feeling right now. let me try, let me try!”

They both stood up and awkwardly swapped places once again. This time Comet sat down on the lid.

“Wait you forgot your tail!” Misty tried to speak in time, but his rump was already down.

Misty reached back and curled her hoof around Comets dock and looped his long straight tail up and over the side of the bowl. Luckily not very many of his tail hairs had dipped into the water. Comet closed his eyes and prepared himself just like he saw Misty do.

“Wait! Is the feeling in the back or the front?” Misty asked while grabbing his shoulders, making sure he didn’t start.

Comet had to think about it. “Umm. I’m pretty sure it’s in the front”

Misty looked down and realized that a stallions sheath is a lot more forward than a mares vagina. “You’d better scoot back a little then”

Comet inched his flanks back, one at a time, until he could see that his hole was directly over the bowl.

He prepared himself once more.

Comet closed his eyes again and did exactly what Misty told him. He relaxed his entire body as he slowly let out the air in his lungs. He wasn’t sure what he was waiting for exactly. Nothing felt different. He concentrated on the pressure feeling down below. Then all of a sudden he felt it shift.

I remember this feeling, He thought. Comet was convinced he had been going crazy ever since he arrived in Equestria. He was constantly feeling random pains, so-much-so, that it hurt to even move his hind-legs sometimes. Then just as mysteriously as they arrived they would vanish and he would feel so relieved. And afterward if felt as if he were never sick or injured in the first place. He thought maybe it had been the food here, but everything he ate tasted so great, it didn’t make sense.

Now fully relaxed, his bladder released and the warm urine began to flow. It drained from his retracted penis in a giant mess, flooding and spraying indiscriminately all around his sheath. This was the first time Comet had peed while sitting down, since he usually let it go to the point of pain which caused him to pace. In so doing the messy spray dribbled everywhere. It was starting to run down and drip off his testicles. But the warmth that embraced his lower region only enhanced the comfort he was experiencing.

“Aaaaaaaaahhhh!”

Misty looked on a little puzzled. She had never actually seen a stallion pee before. It was a mess, she thought, getting absolutely everywhere, draining all down his lumps and sprinkling all over the toilet seat and even a little on the floor. Were they always this messy? Eventually Comets bladder emptied, and the cascade trickled to a stop.

“All finished?”

“Yes I think so. So that’s what that good feeling was. And I didn’t even have to feel bad first! That makes things so much better”

Comet grabbed a little piece of toilet paper.

“You might want to take a little more than that” Misty tried to encourage him while not sounding too patronizing.

“Oh... okay”

He grabbed a sizable wad and began to pat everything dry after which he dropped it in the water. Comet looked up and smiled at Misty.

“Ummmm? Wait a minute,” Misty gathered another wad quickly and reached in between Comets legs and started to wipe off the parts of his dangly lump that he was unable to see, and then the toilet seat after.

“Is there something wrong?”

“No, no. Yes but no. You’ll get better at it though”

They both stood up and turned around to look down at the toilet, now a beautiful gold hue with a sad wad of limp toilet paper swimming at the top.

“You peed!” Said Misty enthusiastically.

“You peed!” Comet responded.

“That’s our pee!..." Misty rolled out her fore-hoof in a gesture towards the toilet. "Would you like to do the honors Sir?”

“Gladly Miss Misty!”

Comet pulled the handle and the toilet began to rumble. Misty grabbed Comets fore-legs and they both began to hop up-and-down and chant in unison as the piss swirled down the drain.

“We peeeed! We peeeeed! We peeed! We peeeeed!...”

Meanwhile Miss Mayflower below, silently listened to the wild stomping coming from above.

“So that’s what it’s all about then, Stuff just comes out of your holes?” Said Comet.

“Yeah pretty much I guess” Misty gave a little laugh at his weird perspective.

“Hmm? Funny? It seems so unnecessary. But it feels kind of nice though”

“Oh just wait, it gets a lot better. Come over here I’ll show you”

Misty grabbed Comet’s arm and led him back into the living room. He had gotten used to her excited-grabbiness. And this time he trotted right along with her, no force required. Misty guided him to sit up onto the couch. She took all the throw pillows and bunched them up at one end.

“Okay now lay on your back”

Comet complied, squirming the pillows into a comfortable shape over the green couch while pulling his hoof through his mane to flip it up and over and down the back of the hoofrest.

“Now open your back legs”

Misty used both hooves to guide each knee and spread his legs apart.

“And just take the edge of your hoof and start rubbing...”

She looked back and forth between his testicles laying flattened out like two big egg yokes, and his sheath hole. She was suddenly struck with the realization that mares and stallions are really different down there. And her few weeks worth of experience wasn’t nearly adequate. This wasn’t going to be as easy as she thought, she told herself. She didn’t see any holes on his balls so instinct told her to go with the sheath.

“Right here. Over your hole right here,” She lightly tapped on his wrinkly sheath hole.

Comet placed the edge of his right hoof inside his sheath. Misty was a little disappointed. His opening was much bigger than hers. And it stayed open all the time. One of the things she liked most about masturbating was that first point of contact that spreads open the lips right when they’re the most sticky. The anticipation of that first gush of lube really got her going. But here there was none of that, His hoof just kind of fell inside, no different really than just touching your belly.

“Um... Now stroke it up and down.... Or side to side. Or in little circles. Whatever you want, just move it around a little”

Comet began to stroke. Fumbling around trying each of the directions Misty suggested. After not really feeling anything he tried digging in deeper, swirling the edge of his loose sheath skin over his hoof. But nothing changed.

“Feeling anything yet, like a tickle or a tingle?”

“Not really”

“Um.. Maybe try slap it. I like slapping mine”

Comet gave his sheath hole a few slaps. Lightly at first, but with little to no sensation, he increased the force as he went. Still nothing. As far as he was concerned he may as well have been slapping his thigh.

“Anything?”

“Mmm-nnh,” Comet said while shaking his head. His lips pursed together with a little disappointment.

“Okay uhh...” Misty scanned around desperately. There’s got to be something else. Where are his teats? I like rubbing my teats, she thought. They had to be somewhere. She looked all around until she spotted them, two dinky little dangly bits hanging from the sides of his sheath. Wow stallions are weird, She thought.

“...try rubbing your little dangly bits on the sides”

Again, no results. Misty was starting to panic now, she had made big promises. Her eyes darted back and forth all over Comets body. Then she had an idea. It was brilliant! Maybe a stallions lump was like her button!

“You see that bag down there. Give it a slap!”

“Ahhhhhooowwww hooo ho ho!”

Comet curled over, holding his testicles tight as the indescribable pain seared its way up his inner core. “What was that!”

Misty was in full panic mode. She had no idea what she was doing. She did her best to reassure Comet, but she was still too afraid to reveal she was a fraud. “Oh that?! Ha-ha. Oh that’s perfectly normal for a stallion... You know, hah, some stallions like slapping their bag... some don’t you know. Haha. I guess you’re one of the ones who doesn’t”

“I most certainly am not! Ooohhhhh! This is awful. Ohhh...” Comet continued to writhe around on the couch.

Misty started pacing around in a circle as he was too distracted to notice. ”Think Misty, think Misty, think... Aha!”

Misty ran back to Comet and crouched down low and began to stroke his side in comfort.

“Don’t worry Comet. My friends once told me everypony has to figure out how to masturbate for themselves. And it was difficult for me at first too. But at least I always had holes, you didn’t even have that. But you know what they did for me? They showed me how they masturbated so that I could learn. So just sit right where you are, you don’t have to do a thing. I’ll show you how I do it, and maybe you can learn from me... Are you feeling better?”

Comet’s pain had already begun to dissipate. “Mm-hm,” he whimpered as she stroked his mane.

“Okay. Just watch”

Misty pulled up a wicker chair from across the coffee-table and set it next to where his head lay. Then she dug into her saddle-bag to retrieve her empty smoothie cup and placed it on the edge of the coffee-table next to her. She then sat in the chair and slouched forward, as far as she could go, so that she was almost reclining. Her back legs hung out in the air instead of towards the ground. Her mare-bits were in full view just an arms length from Comet’s face.

“So uhm. I’m going to make some noises. I can’t really help it, so don’t worry, it’s totally normal”

Misty began her routine. She had become quite proficient at getting herself to cum in the last few weeks. Recently she had started timing herself to see how fast she could do it. Which she only saw as a benefit, less mess, same explosion feeling, and less time until the next orgasm. She wasn’t nearly as fast as Zipp. But maybe one day she could beat her, she was younger after all. She took reliable ole’ righty and went right to town stroking side-to-side digging down deep under her labial folds. She usually found that if she started really hard, the enhanced tickling sensation on her dry vulva could kickstart the involuntary winking and pelvic thrusting right away.

“Ahhuh!” Misty involuntarily yelped. “See that’s what I was talking about”

Immediately a surge of wet precum made its way out. The slapping noise began. Comet looked on wide-eyed as little clear droplets were thrown everywhere, vividly highlighted by the bright noon daylight coming through the open window beside her. Some made it so far as to land on her upturned freckled cheeks. Then suddenly.. Yes! Her lucky day. She triggered and early start!

“See look there’s my button!”

Misty switched up her method and started to slow roll her hoof against the bulbus end of her vulva in time with her winking. As she winked she would catch her clitoris between her hoof and her labia pinching it tight and letting it pop back in as it retracted. The pressure began to build. She could feel it getting close. She started pushing harder, sliding her hoof up and down her slick flesh like a rolling pin.

“Haaaaahh hmm!”

So far Misty could never quite cum to the physical sensation alone. It was always the scent that had set her off. Back home she could always rely on Sunny to provide her with a little sample whenever she requested. She would usually keep it in a cup on her bedside table until it started to get too gross. Sunny was always happy to provide her with more, but she wasn’t always around. She had tried using her own, but it didn’t smell nearly as nice. Sure she could get off to it if she skipped bathing for a few days, but she didn’t like being stinky all the time. Sunny, on the otherhoof, was always spending so much time in that hot smoothie stand. Misty eventually ended up stealing one of Sunny’s pillows, and keeping it over on her own bed. The pillow was more reliable and better smelling than her own cum. Here she didn’t have any of those things. She concentrated extra hard as she sniffed the air around her. The smell of her own juices emanating from below was just enough. She could feel herself starting to become the animal. In her mind the mares began to multiply before her, writhing along with her.

“So why is it-”

“Uhhmm!” Misty’s vocalizations interrupted Comet. “Hold on, I’m trying to concentrate”

She drew in another deep breath through her petite sniffer. Her olfactory senses were now sharpened once again. But this time her focus was turned against her will to the smell of Comet’s dirty apartment. What was once a lingering foul smell was now all of a sudden pleasant to her. More specifically the smell of hot and moist summer-bay air convecting off of Comets body. The mares in her mind were now suddenly becoming interspersed with stallions playing with their funny looking floppy holes. Strange, she thought.

“Aaauughhh!!”

Even though she was still raw from this morning, Misty once again crossed that finish line. The fireworks popped off all throughout her body. As they did, the celebrating mares and stallions in her mind began to morph. Their holes, growing and expanding and coalescing together until they became one hole. Comet’s Hole!? And along with it she saw herself, leaning in close as she could not stop herself from giving it a big lick. But then... nothing, the explosion had finished. Normal Misty had returned. She blinked her eyes open a few times to sober herself, and quickly went to grab the cup from the table. She held it in close right before the warm yellow-white cum began to flow out from her in a thick wavy stream. She stretched her back legs out straight as the pressure relieved. The splashing hit the bottom of the cup and raised in pitch as she managed to fill it half way. She waited for all the contractions and winking and thrusting to end.

“Tada!”

“So that was it?” Comet asked.

“Yeah! Wasn’t it great!”

Misty relaxed her body and then used the rim of the cup to clean up the last few drops of cum still hanging from her. She always liked to smell it afterward just to linger a little longer on the experience. She used both hooves to bring the cup up to her face, gave it a little swirl, stuck her muzzle inside and inhaled a deep breath. It smelled like... accomplishment... and blue berries. Her cum actually went pretty well with the little bit of smoothie that was still stuck to the sides.

“It kind of just looks the same as when you peed”

“Oh no this is way better! Believe me. Pee is kind of gross. Cum is actually pretty nice. Actually It kind of helps me to get ready” Misty thought about it, “Hey wait! Maybe it will help you! Go ahead try!”

Misty reached out and offered the cup to Comet. He took it from her with both hooves as he lay reclined against the pillows, being careful not to spill. He brought it up to his snout and gave it a couple of delicate little whiffs.

“So what do you think? Does it make you-”

Before she could finish Comet tilted the cup in the air and knocked back a small swig.

“Wait uh...”

He rolled it around on his tongue for a while and quickly gulped it back.

“...you’re not suppos...”

“Hmm? It tastes a little bit like berries”

Misty's mouth hung open in shock. “Uhhh... Is. Is it making you feel anything?.. Do you like it?” Misty asked as if she didn’t just watch a stallion drink something that came out of a pony hole.

“No not really. It’s not really good but it’s not bad either, just ehh”

Misty started to get frustrated. Does nothing work on this guy? She grabbed the cup from his hooves and placed it back on the table.

“Okay Comet! You saw how I did it. Keep rubbing yourself just like that”

Detecting the sternness in her voice Comet hopped right-to, and began rubbing his sheath with both hooves. He continued for a while as Misty just stared directly at his pelvis with a sour look on her face.

Misty was getting impatient. “Anything yet?”

“No. Sorry Misty. I feel the same”

“Ugh! Here sniff my behind right from where I came. And keep rubbing!”

Misty supposed that maybe the smell had to come right from the source to work? She spun around and presented herself right at Comet’s face. He tentatively sniffed. Misty could feel the pathetic attempt barely tickle her softie.

“No! More than that. Take a really big sniff...” Comet huffed in to her satisfaction. “Anything now?”

Comet just shook his head side-to-side.

“Augh!” Almost upset now, Misty walked around to Comet’s rear and began rubbing him all over in a desperate attempt to arouse him. She rubbed up and down on his inner thighs, she rubbed the sides of his flanks, she rubbed along with him as he stroked his sheath, she rubbed his belly. She rubbed his testicles. It wasn’t very effective. They kept slip-sliding out of the way under his skin, evading her grasp, and she was too afraid to use enough force because of the incident earlier.

“Now?”

“Sorry. No”

Misty started to get worried. Do stallions not masturbate? she thought. No, everypony masturbated. Could auroricorns not cum? She had run out of ideas... Wait there was one more thing...

But she wasn’t going to like it.

Misty hated poop. And Misty hated buttholes, where poop came from. All her life she was forced to live in an ancient castle with absolutely no plumbing. Everything that came into that awful place, came out by bedpan or bucket. And of course ‘Opaline Arcana’ never handled her own business. She hated all of it. And worse yet Opaline rarely washed. You would think that being thousands of years old, a pony would learn to take care of herself. But no. Opaline used to lie to her and say ‘an alicorn does not need to bathe, her odor is just the smell of perfection’. She even bragged that one time she went one-hundred years without a bath. The truth was, she was just lazy, and sad. Even she knew she stank, that’s why when the smell got too bad, even for herself, she would have Misty help wash her occasionally. It was the worst, the stinky bath water would get all over her, especially when Opaline would inconsiderately shake the water off after she was done. She never believed in soap, she said it was an unnecessary invention. So she never used it, only water and a brush, and cleaning her backside was the worst part. But Misty could put all of that aside for her friend. He needed her, and she could think of nothing else to do. With one hoof resting on his bulge, she reached down to touch Comet’s protruding ponut. Very lightly at first. Because buttholes are gross.

“Ha ha! That tickles!”

Finally a reaction! She decided to lean in, She flicked his anus from side-to-side, letting it jiggle to a stop each time.

“Keep rubbing Comet! I think I’m on to something”

She lightly massaged his stallion lumps again while continuing to flick. Only this time the tickling had caused Comet’s entire lower region to become very sensitive. His testicles began to retract, and their skin began to tighten. Misty was taken aback. This was all very weird, but at least it was something.

“Misty! I feel something!”

Now with determination, she carried on as she watched the alien biology unfold before her. He started to feel very warm to the touch. And between Comet’s stroking she could see his sheath beginning to grow.

“Yes! Yes. Comet you’re doing great!”

Comet stopped rubbing and looked down to see what was going on, Misty stopped in turn. They both looked on in silence. His sheath continued to expand. The skin seemed as if it was pouring out from underneath. And then she saw it! Comet’s button came up to the surface, and it was hanging out a little even. This was wonderful! she thought. Her button sometimes grew to the point where it hung out too, but it took her a lot of work to do it. Comet’s button came out so quickly, he must be feeling amazing right now. She was so proud of him.

“Look Comet your button!”

“Wow! I have a button, just like an Equestria pony!”

Misty held up a high hoof. Comet didn’t leave her hanging. Clicking their hooves together, they celebrated the small little win with a bit of laughter. The vibration of Misty's chest traveled down her arm and began stimulating Comet’s balls. Comet’s button continued to grow...

“Wow Comet, your button is pretty big...”

It continued to squeeze out from underneath, so-much-so it started to hang over under it’s own weight.

“Wow... Uh...” Misty had never seen a button this big, not even Izzy’s.

It kept going.

Comet’s erection continued to expand. It now flopped over entirely and started to snake its way up his belly.

“Uhhhhhhh...” Misty started to get very nervous.

Comet could see the look of concern in her face. “This... this is normal right?”

“I. I don’t... I...”

Comet’s penis just kept on growing. He began to panic, but it was too late. With his tip exposed every single touch, every brush of fur, just kept stimulating his virgin skin even further. It was now a vicious loop. Anything he did, any move he made, just made it grow longer. Misty thought his internal organs were starting to spill out or something. She just froze at the sight of it.

“Misty! Misty! Tell me what’s happening. This is okay right?”

“I.. I have no idea!”

“What?! I thought you were an expert masturbator!”

The time for lies had past, Misty’s fear overrode any ego that was left, this was serious. “I’m Sorry... I, I lied... I only learned to masturbate a few weeks ago. I have no idea what’s going on right now!”

Comet grabbed Misty by the shoulders and looked her straight into her big green eyes. “What do we do Misty?! What do we DO!”

They both looked down at his beast. Shock stricken across their faces. Some primal fear of snakes urging them to run. As Comet’s sheath unfurled, it started to expose the skin deep within. As his flesh rolled out, thick cakes of smegma, that had been soaking in horse piss and secretions for over a month, started to peel off and flake onto his stomach. The smell hit them both immediately. The stink and the horrific sight below them turned their fear to full blown panic.

“Ahhhhhhhhh!”

Comet scrambled backwards against the couch in an attempt to evade his penis. But to no avail. It’s one-eyed head just kept inching closer and closer to his face. At full mast now his sheath skin was stretched taught and it’s tip reached almost to the turn of his chest. He crawled back so far that he flopped backward over the end of the couch, landing on the back of his crest, his dick hanging right next to his face. Full-horse-flight-mode set in, and he got up and started running indiscriminately around the room while screaming. He charged directly at Misty, she ran from him screaming in equal measure. As they aimlessly dashed around the apartment, Comet’s un-synced stride flung his penis out from side-to-side, knocking over books and lamps along the way. Eventually their haphazard flight led them to crash into one another and collapse on the floor. A little dazed, Misty shook her head and came to her senses. She grabbed Comet by his cheeks, His glasses were hanging crooked over his face.

“We have to go get help!”

“WHERE? WHO?”

“I think I know who can help us... Follow me”

They both got up off the floor and walked towards the entrance. Misty reached the door and backed up as she swung it open. As she did, she backed right into Comet, and his fully erect staff poked into her knee. She looked back, and the sight of it immediately sent her back into a horse-panic. Misty let out a high pitched squeal and ran out the house. Comet looked down and saw it too. He squealed even louder than Misty and ran off downstairs after her.