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Nearly a month passed of Rose working in the tavern, quickly getting the hang of doing dishes with her hooves, along with the rest of the chores assigned her. Occasionally, she was asked to do other things around the tavern, such as get firewood, mind the bar for short periods of time, kick out a patron when she got rowdy, etcetera.

Around three weeks in, she realized something that made her truly freak out: she had completely forgotten about her period, and hadn’t had any symptoms of it.

“Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!”

Rose repeated the phrase as she bent over, spreading her folds before a shiny piece of metal as a mirror, trying to inspect herself.

“Why haven’t I gotten my period yet?!”

At about this time, Moon walked into the room, stopping when he saw her ‘interesting’ position, her face almost close enough to look into herself directly. He froze in place, not sure of what to think about the situation.

Rose replicated Moon’s reaction, freezing in place, their eyes meeting awkwardly, her womanhood presented to him in an almost inviting way, minus the mirror.

A full minute of awkward silence passed, Moon studiously avoiding staring directly at her, and he managed to look everywhere but at her for the time, his eyes eventually sliding back to lock with her gaze before he could break the tension.

“A- am I... interrupting something?”

“Moon! You fucking pervert!”

Rose began screaming frantically, picking up the metal mirror and throwing it at him before diving in the bed, underneath the covers.

“W-w- what?!”

“Get out! Get-out-get-out-get-out-get-out!”

Moon just backed away confusedly, completely confused and totally unsure of what to do.

“I said, get out!”

Rose grabbed the pillows from the bed and began throwing them at the colt as he backed out, shutting the door, a look of abject terror on his face.

Hiding under the thin covers for a while, Rose was utterly embarrassed, as she wondered why she hadn’t had her period, since she most definitely hadn’t been with any males in a while, and she hadn’t woken with any signs that Moon had done anything to her in her sleep.

“Oh man, what the hell am I going to do? I haven’t gotten my period and Moon just saw me spread eagle! Fuck!”

Rose peeked out from underneath the covers to see if Moon was still in the room, the colt gone from the space. She slowly got out from underneath the covers, continually looking around to make sure the buck was not hiding somewhere.

Seeing no-one around, she let out a breath and began trying to inspect herself again, her newfound flexibility helping, but not enough without the mirror she’d thrown from the room.

“Oh, damn it.”

Without thinking the mare began trying to feel around inside herself, hoping that perhaps poking around inside would start the long postponed bleeding.

Using the soft underside of a hoof, she spread herself again, her other hoof being used to feel around. First came the clitorus, rounded and sensitive, a spot she’d always enjoyed being touched by her past lovers. Next came the urethra, though she’d never tried playing with this hole in particular, she’d always been curious as to see what it felt like to try out sounding. Further down came the final and hole she was looking for. Trying to stick her hoof down the hole, she winces in pain, too dry and un-aroused to enter.

“Well, I haven’t played in a while, not since I got here. And Moon is gone.... and I do need to see why I haven’t started yet. Maybe if I do it for just a little bit it’ll start...”

Taking another quick glance around the room to make sure she was alone, Rose’s lips curling into a sinful grin and she began to play. Though she lacked fingers, it didn’t hinder herself from using her old tricks of pleasure, using her other hoof when needed.

She began by slowly rubbing the clitorus, biting her lip as she began to squirm from the pleasure of her body, something she hasn’t felt in a few months due to her busy schedule. She then brought up her hoof and gave it a small bite, a fetish she’s kept secret from everyone but her past lover. The hoof at her slit began to move faster, the mare letting out a small moan of pleasure at the jolt of pleasure.

“Oh... It’s been so long since I’ve done this....”

She let out another moan, letting her hoof travel to her nipples, giving them a squeeze and a twist, another set of gasps and moans escaping her. By now she was beginning to drip. It’s been almost 4 months since she’s had sex, let alone touch herself, and the sudden sensation of pleasure was driving her wild.

Her breaths were heavy and loud now, moans and whimpers escaping her lips as her hoof finally entered her hole.

“Oh man...! Oh man it’s been too long...! Oh!”

From the other side of the door, Moon’s voice called out, trembling slightly.

“A- are you alright in there?”

Rose was too caught up in her own pleasures to hear the colt, her moaning progressively getting louder, thinking he’d left.

“I- I’m g-going to come in if y-you don’t answer me...”

She let out a small yelp this time, hitting the sweet spot inside her tight, wet cavern.

“I-I’m coming in now...”

As the colt slowly opened the door, he was faced with the mare bent over on the floor, her hoof sliding in and out of her lips and her other hoof teasing her clitorus. She was almost at her limit, her juices dripping and sticking to her legs.

“Oh, I’m so sorry!”

This time, he spoke at the top of his voice, catching her attention just before she could do any more. Rose’s attention quickly went from her slit to the buck before her, her neck lifting too quickly ending in her, pulling a muscle, making her shout in pain and roll over, pressing the pulled tendon.

“Ow! Shit! Moon! Ow! AGH!!!!”

She began rolling around in pain, the screaming not helping the pulled tendon. Moon Herald just ran over, chanting the word ‘sorry!’ over and over again as he tried to help, neither of them noticing the door closing.

As he ran, Moon put a hoof in Rose’s scattered fluids, slipping in the puddle and knocking into her. The two of them ended up in a tangled pile, her tendon thankfully not in as much pain, as he had hit a nerve cluster by accident.

“Ow...”

Rose groaned, opening her eyes to see Moon under her, right before her numb leg goes out. She collapsed atop the colt, her womanhood landing right below his mouth at his chest, her scent hitting him almost instantly.

As she tried to figure out what was going on, she felt something nudge her flank. Looking back, she saw what her scent being in his nose had induced: a very noticeable reaction.

Her mouth dropped at the sight of his long member poking her behind, never seeing genitalia so long or thick in her entire life.

“Oh my...”

She could only stare in awe and utter astonishment at it before snapping back into reality, realizing what just happened.

“Oh my God!”

The mare suddenly began to squirm and scramble to her hooves, kicking Moon in the face in the process. She ended up at the other side of the room, her back to Moon.

“Damn it Moon! I told you to get out of here!”

Her voice was threaded with cracks of embarrassment. Unfortunately, he wasn’t able to respond, as the combination of slamming his head into the floor and her kick to his face had left him stunned.

“Moon! Damn it! Answer me!”

With the silence lasting for more than a few moments, she called him name again, this time looking back to see him frozen in place.

“Moon! Moon get up! Moon...! Moon...?”

The mare quickly crawled over to the stunned buck and poked his face.

“Moon? C’mon Moon! This isn’t funny!”

She continued to poke his face, her eyes trailing down his strong body to his enormous member, it almost tempting her. She quickly shook her head, trying to block out the lustful thoughts.

“Get up! C’mon!”

At this point it was useless, the colt was too erect to even answer her.

“Well now what?”

She looked back down at his member, the lustful thoughts returning. Rose bit her lip, feeling her tongue dance behind it.

There was a knot in her throat now and butterflies in her stomach as her mind began to race, beginning to fantasize about the buck that was presented right before her.

Damn it... Why are you so tempting?

Almost without her control her hoof was reaching towards his member, inches away from touching it before snatching it away.

No! Bad!

A strong, almost spicy scent hits her nostrils, and she finds her gaze locking on the length of male waving in front of her hypnotically. Her eyes followed the glistening tip, and she gasped again as she saw it flare, the end now mostly flat, the entire length tube-like.

Her body began to tense up as the scent almost called to her, begging her to bring her dripping slit over into an entry. She’d never been this horny before in her life, so why now? Without hesitating, she climbed atop the colt, placing her crotch at his chest, where it was before, straddling his upper body. Her scent hit his nostrils again, resulting in it flaring again.

Her body squirmed as his member pressed against her flank again. She wanted it so badly, but she couldn’t simply ride him.

“Moon! Please get up! I need it!”

Perhaps it was her voice, or maybe it was the wash of pheromones pouring into his brain, but his eyes refocused, and he blinked up at her.

Her eyes lit up at the sign of his recovery.

“Please Moon, I’ve never asked anything from you before but I need you to do me this one favor!”

He just looked up at her for a moment, before a calm smile took to his face, making her heart flutter in the moment.

His hooves rose to her hips, settling gently into place. Rose only gulped, preparing herself for the entry of his large length. She lifted her hips up slightly, Moon’s hooves holding her as he slowly pressed her flank back into his member, the tip soaking in her juices for a moment before entering, slowly slipping his length into her.

She let out a gasp, the entry always being her favorite part of intercourse, but this time it was different. It felt strange and tight around his shaft, almost like she was a virgin again, being touched and penetrated for the first time.

“Moon! You- You- ah!”

She was lost for words, the pleasure engulfing her, making her lose her sense of reality and perception as she began to ride him, moving her hips up and down and letting out a moan at every drop.

“S~s~sorry i~if I~I’m nah~not do~doing it rah~right.”

“Just shut up and keep going!”

She didn’t need to hear any of his antics or apologies. She just wanted to fuck. Fuck hard.

Shifting her weight she began to drop down on his rod with harder thrusts, feeling him stretch the inside of her virgin pussy. Another gasp pulls itself from her throat, as he rocks beneath her, adding his own movement to hers, his length still only half in. Her walls clenched around him, and she could feel his shaft twitch inside her, making her lick her lips. She wanted more.

Shifting her weight again she rolled over and brought Moon atop her, letting his meat enter her further. As he landed on top of her, he slid another quarter of the way in, and his wings unfurled with a loud fwump!

Rose looked up as she gasped deeply, both from the sensation and from the sight of the underside of his wings. While the tops were simple browns, silvers and blacks, the undersides were a blazing orange and gold, with swirls and whorls of black in them, forming a pair of massive eye-spots on the undersides, the tips of the wings nearly brushing the sides of the room, majestic and immense.

The sudden hard thrust from the colt quickly distracted her however from the sight, the mare closing her eyes in pleasure as she continued to bounce from underneath. Again she could feel herself reaching her limit, but for once it was without aid of toys. She let out another moan, pleased for once during sex.

“Moon! Fuck me from behind! Please!”

She rolled over, still impaled on him, and gasped as she felt the sensation of his length twisting inside her. She felt his forehooves settle onto her shoulder as she pressed her face to the floor, her hoofs opening up her fleshy curtains for full penetration.

At long last, she felt him press his body against her back, his teeth nipping the back of her neck as he fully mounted her, the last quarter of his shaft sliding into her as he bottomed out in her. She felt his hips slap hers, and she gasped as he began to draw out, stopping about halfway before sliding back into her, his flared tip scraping delightfully along her walls, spreading her folds as she moaned into the pillow on the floor.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I’m gonna- Oh my god!”

Rose’s breaths were quick and heavy as she began to reach her limit again, biting and moaning into the pillow.

Suddenly, she tensed as she felt him begin to fill her, the sensation of him expanding slightly driving her over to the edge, but not quite over. A moment of despair hits her, as she expects for Moon to stop...

But he didn’t. He didn’t even pause afterward, his grunts of exertion the only marker of his effort beyond the building climax inside her.

The feeling of his cum inside her felt intense and slick. It was warm and his movements became smoother, and more natural, the warmth of his seed spreading down her legs as he thrust into her harder and faster than before.

She couldn't believe the pleasure she felt with the scent and dripping warmth surrounding her inside and out, it was amazing.

With a good hard thrust as she mimicked Moon’s movements, she let out a loud moan as she went fully over the edge. The sensation was wonderful, a perfect mix between the release of the tension she built up for so long and the tingles of a million tiny beads falling and slipping across and through her body.

At the end of her orgasm she collapsed on the floor, her legs shaky as Moon continued to thrust inside her. She was actually quite surprised by his stamina but was just barely too tired to care. She felt him shudder as another burst of his warm, sticky cum filled her to the brim, spilling out in earnest.

Finally, he snuggled against her, his teeth releasing their grip on the nape of her neck.

She let out a delighted sigh and smiled, actually glad to snuggle with Moon for once.

Then she realized something. Rolling over she looked up at him angrily.

“You came inside. Twice.”

He nuzzled her on the chin, oblivious to her angry tone or glare. Panting slightly, he responded.

“Yeah... good thing... you aren’t... in heat...”

“Heat? huh? What do you mean? Did you just knock me up or what?”

“Y’know, being in heat? That one time of the year a mare can get pregnant?”

“How do I know when I’m in heat?”

He looked down at her, eyebrows quirked in confusion.

“For one thing, you didn’t force me to have you earlier, you’ve been thinking rationally... and I can smell that you aren’t.”

Rose cocked a brow and lifted an arm, quickly smelling her pits. She couldn’t smell anything unusual, except that her sweat was vaguely pine-scented, something she’d noticed a couple of weeks previously.

“So... Do you know when exactly I get into heat, or how long its lasts?”

“Well, unless I knew when you were in heat the last couple of years, no I can’t beyond guessing ‘sometime in the spring, likely’. As for how long, about eight to eleven days, usually, though a few mares have shorter or longer ones. That tends to run in families.”

Rose simply put a hoof to her chin, thinking to herself. A wide grin then crossed her face.

“So I only go into heat for about a week and a half, give or take, and it only happens once a year? And that’s the only time I can get knocked up?”

“Uh, knocked up?”

“Pregnant.”

“Oh, right, that’s correct. That’s the one time a year a mare can get pregnant. Most of the time, the mares in a herd will synchronize their heats naturally with the lead mare, resulting in a single season for breeding a year. As well, most of the time towns and villages will slowly synchronize over time, eventually ending up with everypony starting off at about the same time.”

Rose’s grin only grew wider, her hooves rubbing together menacingly.

“Uhm... why are you doing that? It’s a little sca-”

Rose didn’t let the colt finish as she tackled him to the floor, straddling him again like before.

“You’re one of the only guys to make me cum without any help... round two. Now.”

A blushing Moon smiled and acquiesced.

Author's Note

Well... that happened. And it was a thing.
It also made some explanations some of you probably needed from Z-Type.

So... yeah.

Anyhow, if you see anything in need of fixing or improving, either leave a comment below or shoot me a PM, and I'll get to it ASAP.