Twilight and The Lovely Tramp
The last Rose Inn by Ivory Dreams.
The day drags on in the back room of Ponyville’s library, as the scraping of claws on wood can be heard as a familiar purple dragon paces back and forth by the back door, impatiently.
“Aghhh, Twilight! How much longer are you going to take? I still have to go to the bowling alley with the Applejack and Rainbow Dash, I don’t want to be late.”
To which a nice sweet albeit nerdy purple unicorn answers “I know spike. But I just got in the latest shipment from Crystal Lakes Press. I’ve got to sort and stock them all. I’m sorry spike, it’ll only be a few minutes longer.”
She says an apologetic look in her eyes and determination on her face. A purple aura around a large box of books floating them out one by one into different piles as a floating quill jots down notes on an inventory scroll and her own personal notes. As soon as the last book is away, she duplicates the inventory scroll, telling spike
“Send this to Crystal Lake, it’s our delivery confirmation.” Spike grumbles at this but sends it, some reluctance as it burns away. “You may leave now Spike” the dragon does a short dance of joy as he exits the library, pausing only to grab a bag with his bowling ball.
Twilight smiles as she heads up to her private bed chambers, a lovely red bound book in tow. “Hmm The last Rose inn by Ivory Dreams.“ Twilight ponders the book’s title for a moment. “This sounds interesting, but it’s weird for romance authors to branch out into magical books…” She closes the door to her room, drawing the curtains shut as she settles in to read, wanting her privacy for this.
As she opens the book, it activates, small crystal blue squares begin to float out of the pages. They start to form into a larger figure, first building its shape, then adding its color. The figure of a Beautiful mare is beginning to form, her mane a silvery white with a streak of blue, her white coat matching it. Her eyes were the color of a sunrise, her cutie mark a book with spell runes around it. As it finishing assembling it talks her voice sweet and lovely like listening to a shy Rarity.
“Hello. My name is Ivory Dreams. I am the Author of this book, here to serve as a preface. Please tell me your name and gender. Due to this being a library copy, this step is needed every time. If you want to keep your preferences, please purchase your own copy of The last Rose Inn. It is suggested that after checking back in all data be wiped or saved to personal id note books, id note books can be ordered directly from me in the enclosed address. 8625 Genesis Drive, Canterlot, Eq, 7555.”
Twilight is taken aback by all of this, impressed by how overly complex and intricate this illusionary construct is, rivaling a natural pony, had you not seen it being made.
“umm Twilight Sparkle. Female.” The white unicorn nods.
“Affirmative, Twilight Sparkle. Before the first chapter begins you have a choice, will you be playing the role of one of the Inn maidens, a guest to the inn or a new comer to the inn? Keep in mind all your choices including this one will affect the outcome and events of said story.”
Twilight thinks for a bit as she ponders which role to play. “hmm I think I will go with being an inn maiden.”
The unicorn nods again “Affirmative commands accepted loading chapter one” the unicorn begins to re-dissolve into the book, breaking down into those crystal blue squares again as there sucked into the pages. Then a huge burst of the squares flood the room as they begin to morph and reshape the entire room.
Soon twilight is now standing in a dimly light warm red bedroom, the smell of incense rich in the air, lovely soothing music playing. Everything very lavish and expensive looking, almost like one of those more exotic places …..
An unseen narrator says in a rich male voice
“Chapter one, The Lovely Tramp”
“wha...what?? tramp?” Twilight stutters, taken aback at what it said. As she looks around she notices that she is wearing a silky pair of stockings on her back legs, and a very short outfit that’s made to show off her cute little rump. Face heavy with makeup, she’s all dolled up like a sweet little toy. She tries to relax and calm down as she took a seat on the bed. She looked in the mirror as she grabs a glass full of wine that was already laid out for her. Twilight sighs as she drinks it looking at her reflection The wine she drinks tastes and smells so good it’s like it’s really there for her to drink.
“well...i wouldn’t wear it normally...but I do look good...even if I look like a whore” twilight blushes in shame, the voice echoing in her mind. Just the thought of her being just a little tramp was making her uncomfortably hot.
After a bit she hears the door open, turning her head to look she can see a tan colt walking in. a rather handsome stallion actually. A spiky brown mane and hour glass cutie mark set him apart as he looks around before his gaze settling on her.
“umm hello there nice to meet you, who would you be?” asks twilight, breaking the silence as she looks at him. He smiles, an almost goofy grin with lust easily seen behind it.
“hello there baby. You sure look sweet with those lovely stockings on. Call me The doctor “ He leans in kissing her right on the lips, his rough features unshaven and prickly the smell and taste of way too much beer on him,
“and baby I’m eager to operate.” Twilight just blushes as she’s kissed feeling and tasting it...something about it thrilling her senses. The sight of his already large and growing member beneath him only further egging twilight on to play the part of the egger tramp, the beer on him pushing her even more. After a few tense moments of this, Twilight can’t fight her growing need any more and falls right into her lovely little role, knowing she’s going to have a lot of fun with this dirty little stallion.
She smiles sweetly at him as she slowly pulls away from the kiss
“So tell me honey, just what do you want?” he sniffs her mane, smiling at the scent “I want a classic. Get down and blow me babe, get me hard, then lie down and spread those legs for me.” He says, voice filled with that crude drunken lust that just hearing it causes twilight to feel wetter between her legs.
Twilight smiles and nods “of course Hun. It’s my pleasure” She lies down on the bed with him she gets her face right up close to his maleness, moaning as a shiver goes down her back, it’s just so big and thick. Starting off by rubbing her face across it and gently licking his sweaty balls. He gasps and moans at her touch, putting his hoof atop her head as he begins to guide her
“That’s it baby, suck it” Blushing, twilight begins to lovingly lick and suck his shaft, going up and down, Dancing and pressing her tongue all over it. The taste thick salty and manly, she can feel it growing and growing in her mouth. It’s just so big so powerful and commanding, her wetness getting hotter and wetter just from having the stallions length in her mouth.
“That’s it baby. I’m so hard now” he says gently pushing her off his cock “Now lay down baby, and spread those sweet little legs of yours.”
Face deeply flushed with lust and pleasure, Twilight complies. Getting on the bed laying face down, her legs spread nice and wide. The stallion places the head of his bulging hard dick right at her sweet wet entrance. She can feel it teasing her eager sex. He bends down and gently kisses her right ear, giving her a deep whiff of all that hot beer on his breath, making her sex rage with need. And so he enters into her with one hard thrust. She moans hard and loud as she feels him penetrate her. It feels so good, so amazing, like she’s really being taken by a real stallion! It’s too good to be real! He keeps thrusting and thrusting into her, grunting as he does.
She just takes it gladly and moans, getting so hot and wet as her sex clenches his thrusting member. And after a good half hour of his never ending pounding thrusts he cums hard and deep into her, twilight soon climaxing too.
Pulling out he turns her over “mm what a good lay. Here have a tip.” He leans in a gives her a light slap on the face with his hoof, and then belches deeply in her face, knowing how much Twilight liked it, “mm there ya go, a perfect gift for a cheap little tramp like you. “he says leaving her wet and sloppy on the bed. Twilight can only blush deeply as she stews in their juices. The hard sting of the slap and hot reek of the belch so lovely and fresh on her face she smiles
“That was amazing!” she says in complete bliss at the experience. Soon after, the entire room begins to deconstruct into those crystal blue squares again, all being sucked away into the book.
The normal library room of twilights is back to her normal self again, no longer dolled up. The book self closed, but left her bed as it was, wet as wet can be and filled with clear signs of being rode hard like some tramp on the street corner. Twilight smiles to her as she begins to doze off. She thinks she will enjoy this book a lot.
