ALBYLTAP - Random Tales From Across the Portal

by Munck

Rating: mature
Tags: Alternate Universe, Comedy, Romance, Slice of Life, Human
Length: 5305

Just a dumping ground for plot bunnies that refuse to leave me alone.

This is where I will be dumping small one-shots and 'what if' scenarios that I come up with while working on ALBYL.
Some of these will be action-ish, others will be clop and I might even go a bit dark and gory, depending on what mood I'm in when the plot bunnies arrive.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2013-03-02 08:27:30 UTC

Beating the Heat

The birds were chirping outside as Celestia’s sun peeked in through the window of one of the few two-man rooms in the Solar Knight quarters. In the bed on the far left side of the room lay the rooms most fascinating inhabitant. He was neither pony, griffin or zebra but rather the only one of his kind to inhabit this beautiful world of Equis. Tossing and turning a bit, he managed to kick off his blanket, revealing the young biped who had managed to punch a hole through time and space, only to forget to look before he leapt through the portal.

A year had almost passed now, and the young human known as Munck had found a rather nice place amongst the Solar Knight Order. He was still only a squire, but with hard work and dedication he hoped to raise up in the ranks. Letting out a content sigh as the sun's warming rays hit his body, he slowly began returning the the world of the wake only to find something amiss.

He could feel the bed shifting from a weight that wasn’t his own. Curiosity taking over, he slowly opened his eyes to see just what was trying to sneak into his bed. A golden color filled his eyes as he stared directly into his personal maids half-lidded eyes. Dee was lying next to him smiling her best lascivious smile. Not really sure what to make of this, he tried to give her his best smile and slowly scoot backwards. He didn’t get far though, before the light gray mare dove forward and gave his face a gentle lick, causing Munck to recoil from shock.

“W-w-what the hay are you doing Dee!?”

The mare just slowly moved her tongue around in her mouth, as if contemplating his exact taste before smiling again, “I could get used to this taste,” she almost purred.

The boy was shell-shocked and could only stare as the young mare got up, the sun glistening in her light gray coat as she moved ever so slowly on top of him, her hips swaying seductively with each step. It was then that he noticed that her mane was down, cascading down her sides as the caramel and strawberry colors mixed with each of her steps.

Soon enough she stood over him, her hind legs spread as her arousal ran down and stained her coat. Munck swallowed a lump that had formed in his throat, he was about to ask what she was planning but never got that far before her light yellow muzzle connected with his mouth in a sweet kiss. She didn’t wait around for permission before her tongue snaked its way into his mouth, hungrily roaming around to taste everything he had to offer. After what felt like an hour of wrestling with her strong tongue, Dee finally let up allowing Munck to catch his non-existent breath as sweet oxygen finally filled his lungs again.

Still dazed, he felt his underwear leave their rightful place as a hot breath bathed his nethers, “Aww~! It’s so cute!” Dee’s sultry voice cooed and she began licking her lips.

Munck quickly realized what was about to happen and prayed to the gods above for a chance to get away. Just then, the door to their room barged open as the princess of the Sun herself walked in, swaying her hips in a most hypnotic fashion, “Oh Munck~!” she called out, his name rolling off her tongue as she tried to sound as seductive as possible. She froze in her steps as she witnessed what was going on in the young humans bed.

Standing there, her mouth began opening and closing as she did her best impression of a fish before she finally found her voice, “Miss. Doves! What in the name of me are you doing!?” she asked in her sternest tone, “Get off of him right this instant!”

Dee recoiled a bit, before slowly moving away from Munck.

“What are you even doing here? I thought I gave you the week off.” Celestia asked.

Munck could almost see the fire in Dee’s eyes as she began speaking, “I’m just doing my job, your majesty. My contract clearly states that I am to be by Munck’s side whenever he’s here in the castle. To help him and guide him... And that’s what I’m currently doing, by helping him get used to estrus and guiding him to become a true stallion.”

The cogs in Munck’s brain began whirring at alarming speeds as he searched all the knowledge that had been wedged into his head, soon finding that estrus meant that they were in heat and ready to mate... And he didn’t like the idea of that.

I the meantime Celestia and Dee were having a staring contest as their wills clashed, and even Celestia learned that the will of a heat driven mare could rival even hers. After a couple of minutes, the epic stare-down ended as the two mares decided on the best solution for their current predicament... A Royal Threesome.

They both turned towards the bed, eyes full of unbridled lust and hunger for a stallion, only to be greeted by an empty bed. The door was obviously still closed behind Celestia's voluptuous flank, and the windows were closed and locked, it was then that both mares facehoofed as they remembered a certain skill that Munck possessed.

~

The earth rippled as the young human rose from it, a glove of gray crystal slowly dissipating from his hand, it’s power having been drained. He thanked the stars above that he had emergency lacrimae stashed around his room, a trait he picked up from his meeting with a young hyperactive pink filly whom he met half a year ago. A cool spring breeze reminded him that he was still only in his underwear, the only other thing he had managed to grab being his pouch of lacrimae sticks which now rested around his waist. Looking around he saw that he had stumbled into the statue garden as the many statues of fallen heroes and great minds littered the grounds, each one telling a tale of times past. The only statue that could sour his mood, was one of a certain draconequus, at least he smiled a bit as he saw the mustache and red lips that he had painted on the trickster some time ago. The paint was beginning to fade though, but that was okay, there’s more than enough paint left over from last time, maybe he should give him a pink goatee next and write something silly on his stomach.

As he was contemplating what manners of vandalism he would do unto the stoned chaos god, he failed to notice the sound of hooves moving across the grass until the pony was right behind him. Spinning around and taking a fighting stance, he saw that it wasn’t some heat crazed mare, but one of the generic royal guards. He let out a sigh of relief as he slackened his stance, only to get tackled to the ground by the stallion.

“What the hay are you doing!? Get off you big lummox!”

The stallion was panting and Munck could feel the heat radiating from him, “I... I’m sorry,” he said, his voice sounding almost distorted.

Munck began struggling and managed to knock his helmet off. At that instant, the illusion spell that helped keep the guards anonymous was broken, revealing a long crimson mane that rippled in the gentle spring breeze, a pair of dark green eyes stared at him, as if trying to eat him whole. Her navy blue coat shimmering in the sun, slightly wet with sweat from being in full armor. She began licking his lips as her horn worked it’s magic and removed the rest of her heavy armor. Trying desperately to keep her from invading his mouth, Munck remembered something he learned a while ago. Unicorn horns are quite sensitive when they’re channeling magic. Quickly moving his hand up to her horn, he gave it a hard flick and watched as she lost her concentration and clutched her head in her hooves. Taking his chance, Munck got up and ran for the wall.

“Wait! Don’t leave me!” the mare yelled, sounding almost pathetically weak.

Munck didn’t stop though, he would just have to find her and apologize after this cursed estrus period was over. He quickly climbed up the nearest tree from which he could reach the wall and heaved himself up. Looking down, he saw that the fall would be quite painful, so he dug around in his lacrimae supply until he found the one he was looking for. He proceeded to pull out a green piece of lacrima and began focusing on it, the lavender purple crystal that now acted as his left shoulder began glowing a prismatic light as the lacrima circuits under his skin lit up. The green crystal began to melt and flow around his hand, forming a glove that looked like a hurricane when seen from above.

He dared one last look behind him, seeing the dazed mare slowly getting back on her legs as well as Dee franticly searching further away. Not wasting any more time, he turned back to his jump to freedom and leapt for dear life. The ground quickly came towards him as he fell, quickly punching forward, he let a ball of compressed wind fly, letting the powerful gust from it slow his descend to a point where he almost floated twenty centimeters above the ground for a few seconds before plopping down. He quickly got up and scanned the nearby area, noticing mares on the prowl everywhere. Earth-ponies and unicorns scouring the alleyways and streets, and pegasi had taken to the air as they tried to spot any foolish stallions out and about.

Munck knew that he would be fucked, literally, if he didn’t find some safety soon. Looking to the nearest alley, he saw some empty boxes and decided on his plan of action. He grabbed one that was big enough for him to hide in and cut two holes for his eyes before putting it over himself.

Slowly, but surely, he made his way through the alleyways of Canterlot. Good thing that being in heat also makes them a bit more dull in their heads, allowing him to get through some otherwise close encounters. Everything was going fine, he had his goal in mind and the means to get there. At least until he realized one critical flaw in his current plan, he hadn’t made any holes in the top of the box. He suddenly felt the box leave him, as a cream colored pegasus mare that he had seen around the market place a few times, hovered above him with a lusty smile on her muzzle. He quickly began swinging his lacrima coated hand around, willing the air around him to form a small tornado under the mare, spinning her around at high speed before dissipating and leaving the pegasus dizzy on the ground.

Munck took this chance to get up and begin running, using the remaining juice of his wind lacrima to boost his own speed as he dashed past a couple of confused unicorn mares, his enhanced speed allowing him to get by them before they could even realize what had happened. He finally found a place that was currently empty and allowed himself to take a break to catch his breath. Trying to orient himself, he cussed a bit at having forgotten his magitech gauntlet back in his room. The build in map system would have been a godsend right now. While lost in thought on how best to make his way from here, he didn’t notice the shadow creeping up behind him before a pair of hooves gently covered his mouth and dragged him backwards and down the stairs to a basement room.

~

The door closed in front of him as darkness fell over the room he had been dragged down to. The hooves left him and he spun around, trying to make out just who it was that had caught him. His eyes soon got used to the darkness and he recognized the young mare in front of him as one of his friends.

“Tavi? Why did... Oh no! You’re in heat too!?”

A small blush crept up on her cheeks and was clearly visible to the boy now that he had gotten used to the dark, “I would never! I’m not some loose hussy who’s just after the nearest stallion!” she yelled, as she clearly struggled to keep herself civil.

“Besides...” Munck heard some shuffling next door, “There’s somepony here who has it even worse than me.”

Through the door to the next room stepped a white unicorn mare with an electric blue mane, the shades that she usually wore had been taken off and her magenta eyes had a deep longing in them. At first, she recoiled a bit when she saw who it was. Her and Munck had never really gotten along, though they did keep it civil around their common friend. But the longer she stared at his almost naked body, the more her own body screamed at her to put aside their differences and just let nature take its course.

Meanwhile, Munck was noticing the lust creeping up in her eyes as they almost began undressing him from afar... Oh wait, they are undressing him with a dose of help from her horn. Not wanting to lose the last barrier between his goods and the lusty mares, he grabbed on to the rubber band of his underwear, pulling hard enough to give himself a nuclear wedgie. His resistance was cut short, though, as a pair of gray hooves grabbed his arms from behind.

“I’m sorry, Munck... But Vinyl isn’t herself right now, and I honestly don’t want her to get jumped by some stallion looking for a young treat... In her current state, she wouldn’t be able to say no,” she locked eyes with Munck for a second, seeing the fear in his as they gazed back, “You’re the only one that I would dare to let near her. So please, don’t think badly of us.”

Munck was about to give his rebuttal, but was cut short as something wet and hot ran up his boyhood. He quickly snapped his head back front and center, and saw the white mares head bobbing up and down as a fire ignited in his chest from the waves of pleasure coursing through him. Vinyl glanced upwards, her gaze meeting his, as they both let a quiet moan slip out. Noticing that his hands were free to move again, he grabbed a hold of Vinyl’s head and guided her as she increased her speed.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Octavia in the couch, busying herself with her hooves as she was enjoying her two best friends having finally put aside their differences, even if only for now.

Meanwhile, Munck was finally beginning to reach the point of no return as he was nearing climax. With a final tug at Vinyl’s mane, he jammed his penis as far into her mouth as he could, his balls releasing their first ever ejaculation down the white mares throat.

The young human slumped down on the floor as he tried to catch his breath. Looking at the mare right in front of him, he saw her swirling something around in her mouth before she opened wide, letting Munck see his seed on her tongue. She quickly closed it again so as to not spill any and made an audible gulp as she swallowed his first ejaculation with a smile.

He couldn’t help but swell a bit inside from the gesture behind it, “You know, you didn’t have to do that.”

“I know, but I wanted to,” she blushed a bit, the red tint clearly visible under her white coat, “Just think of it as my way of saying sorry... You know, for acting so cold towards you.”

“So, catching a child and having your way with him is your way of apologizing?” the young boy couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow as he asked.

“What? But... If you didn’t want to, then why the hay are you still in Canterlot?”

“What do you mean? Of course I’m still here... I bloody live here, ya know,” Munck’s brain was slowly beginning to piece it all together.

“But Munck,” an aroused voice called from the side, “Weren’t you told that every filly, colt and stallion leave for the heat camps during estrus? The few stallions that stay behind are usually there for their wives or herds, or just stays behind because of the thrill.”

He looked over to his left where the couch was located and saw Octavia on it, leaning back against the backrest. Her hind legs were spread allowing him get a good look at her now swollen marehood, her arousal matting the coat around it. She realized what he was looking at through the haze that clouded her mind and blushed furiously as she tried to cover it up. The young lad, on the other hand, began to feel a stirring in his nethers, as his boyhood stood at attention again, the fire of lust slowly reigniting in his chest.

Vinyl noticed this and walked over to him, slowly getting him up on his legs before shoving him towards Octavia, “You may be complaining, but I think it’s quite plain to see that you’re more than up for it now,” she said, shooting them both a smirk.

The now meek mare in front of him blushed furiously as she spread her hind legs gain and moved her front legs away to reveal her pristine snatch, her juices flowing freely and further staining the couch seat below her.

He then felt a pair of hooves on his shoulder, as Vinyl leaned in close to his ears, “Promise me one thing, Munck... Be gentle, it’s Tavi’s first time.”

Munck gulped as he began blushing again, “She’s not the only one for whom this is a first,” he whispered back.

Vinyl giggled sweetly and gave him a peck on the cheek before shoving him so that he landed on top of Octavia, an arm on each side of her. They both blushed a bit before Tavi went for it and put her fore-hooves around his neck, pulling him into a sweet kiss. Octavia was quick to part her lips and let Munck inside, a chance which he grabbed as his tongue roamed through every inch of her mouth, tasting her and feeling her flat teeth and her rough tongue, guess eating prickly hay all the time does that to ones tongue. They broke apart as the kiss ended, both of them panting for air, feeling a bit light-headed.

Munck knew what he had to do now, but wasn’t too sure where to aim it. He let loose a small yelp as the tingling sensation of magic suddenly tugged in his penis, guiding it towards its ultimate goal. Looking to his right, he saw Vinyl with her horn ablaze as she lined him up, with a final smirk she slapped his right butt cheek, causing him to shove it in. Both Octavia and Munck gave a yelp of surprise as they were finally connected down below. Hot, that’s the only way to explain it, sweltering hot, wet and soft. No wonder they call it heat. After a bit, Tavi finally got used to having something inside her marehood and allowed him to move.

After getting a good rhythm going, Octavia addressed her senior, “V-Vinyl... It doesn’t... Hurt like you... Said it would,” she said in between her panting.

“What?” Vinyl got closer and looked at the place from which the two were connected, “Huh... No blood, you sure you’re a virgin, Tavi?”

“Of course... Right there... Of course I’m sure!”

Munck who had been lost in bliss suddenly felt himself get yanked out of Octavia’s warm and inviting folds as Vinyl began scrutinizing his erection, “Yeah... I see the problem here... You’re too small.”

“Ouch... Way to be blunt, Vinyl,” Munck replied, almost clutching his chest from the pain that caused.

“Don’t go getting all bent out of shape, it’s nothing we can’t fix,” he looked at her as if she had just sprouted an extra head, “Just hold still...”

The light blue glow of her magic surrounded his member as he felt it beginning to stretch and grow followed by a light-headedness from the additional blood rushing down to fill his now growing penis. When the aura disappeared, he stood there with a manhood rather than what he had before. The sudden lack of blood was starting to get to him, though, as he felt like a battery low on juice. But then he felt a bottle connecting to his lips, he was about to ask what it was but the moment he opened his mouth it was tipped upwards. The surprise caused him to swallow the sweet tasting brew and he suddenly felt like a thousand supernovas exploded inside his chest as his energy rose up to critical levels.

He looked over to the white mare who had a sheepish grin on her muzzle while waving a small bottle around with her magic, “It’s a Booster, an energy drink that many stallions in a herd relationship use, you know, to keep up with the demand. It gives you unrivaled virility and ups your sperm production to help the couples conceive easier.”

Munck could already feel the effect as his pouch began feeling heavier and his brain screamed for him to release his seed inside any female he could, the beast within having awoken. He turned back to Octavia who looked at his now enlarged member with a bit of fear, this didn’t pass Vinyl by as she got up on the couch next to her and draped a leg around her friend.

“This will hurt a bit, Tavi. But I promise you that it will only get better... Now Munck,” hearing his name, he instantly stood at attention despite his carnal cravings wanting nothing more than to ravage the tight snatch in front of him, “Promise me... Promise that you will be gentle.”

Looking back to Tavi, he calmed himself and released a sigh, “Of course, Vinyl. I would never hurt anypony on purpose,” he leant in and placed a soft kiss on Octavia’s lips, the effect immediately calming her down, “I promise you that.”

With that said and done, he once again lined himself up with her wet entrance and slowly began the second penetration. The first bit was easy, a good bit tighter than before, but still relatively easy. But then he hit it, her final defenses that he would need to tear down.

Tavi gasped and shuddered as Vinyl held her tighter, “This is it, Tavi. It’s only one time and then the hurt will be over, after that, you will only experience pleasure,” she softly cooed as Octavia’s face scrunched up, “You will need to power on through it, Munck... Just, be as gentle as you can.”

Giving one final nod, the young human thrust forward feeling the flesh give way as Tavi let out a high-pitched shriek. The feeling was absolutely amazing and almost brought him overboard, but he persevered and held it back as he rested, letting Octavia get over the pain. He reached down and began rubbing the treble clef cutie marks on her flanks, getting a cute squeak out of her, as he felt her tighten around his member. After a couple of minutes of flank rubbing, she finally gave him permission to move again.

Starting out slowly, he explored the new depths of her sex, eliciting a few gasps and moans from the gray mare. Faster and faster he pumped, reveling in the hot constricting walls of flesh that tried their best to milk him for all he was worth. It was pure bliss, nothing could possibly compare. He leant up and hungrily kissed her, still moving furiously in and out like a piston. She returned the kiss with fervor as the couch springs squeaked and the wooden frame groaned under their passionate playtime. The tingling sensation that had been building in his family jewels this entire time, finally reached its peak, as he let loose inside her. The sudden burst of hot semen in her womb caused her to gasp out in ecstasy as she felt herself cumming while he continued to fill her little by little.

The temperature of the basement room felt freezing on his penis now that it had gotten used to the heat of Octavia’s marehood. Standing back a bit, Munck observed his work. Tavi was lying on the couch, panting from obvious exhaustion as her coat was drenched in a mixture of sweat, her own juices and his sperm. Nonetheless, she had a content smile on her muzzle as she basked in the afterglow.

The poor lad on the other hand, didn’t get to bask in anything before he was pushed onto the couch by Vinyl who proceeded to mount him, “Just sit back and relax, I can handle this myself.”

She began rubbing her burning hot marehood on his half-flaccid penis, instantly getting a reaction out of it due to the Booster’s effect. When it was finally hard enough, she raised her backside and slowly pierced herself on his rod, a whinny leaving her lips as she did so. Munck let out a grunt of pleasure as he prepares himself for round two of what would most likely be a long day...

~

It was around three o’clock in the evening when the cellar door finally opened and the young human ventured out into the sunlight, hissing as it burned in his eyes. It had been a good five hours since he was dragged down into the basement, and roughly four of those had been spent on mating. He had learned the hard way why having more than one partner would be rough, as he could hardly finish pleasuring one of them before the other was ready for another round. At least they had finally been satisfied, for today, and allowed him to use the shower as well as grab some breakfast from Vinyl’s kitchen. He stuck his hand into his lacrimae pouch and felt the addition of some Boosters. Now he just needed to return to the castle and get some answers.

Pulling his hand back out, he held two green sticks of lacrima, taking one in each hand and focusing on wielding the power sealed inside. Shortly after they melted like usual and formed two gloves with a hurricane design. With the snap of his fingers, a ball of compressed air exploded under him just as he jumped, propelling him upwards. He quickly grabbed on to the edge of the nearest roof, as he climbed up and scouted for his destination. Seeing the familiar white, purple and golden spires of the castle, he sped off with speeds that could make even the fastest earth-ponies jealous. Jumping from roof to roof as he made his mad dash towards a certain princess while dodging diving pegasi mares that caught wind of him, he soon enough launched himself a final time using a powerful blast of wind to his back to ensure his jump over to the tall walls of Canterlot Castle. Jumping down into the gardens, he used the same trick that he had used while escaping earlier today, and aimed a ball of compressed air at the ground to prevent him from crashing face first into the ground.

After his perfect landing, Munck rose to a standing position and noticed that he was now back in the statue garden. He quickly jumped at the nearest bush and hid, keeping a lookout for any ponies that might get in his way. But much to his surprise, the area was empty. Not wanting to take any chances though, he slowly made his way towards the castle by rolling from bush to bush and hiding behind the many statues that littered his path. He was about halfway to his goal when he stumbled over a stick of sorts. Picking it up, he saw that it was one of the standard issue spears that the royal guards use. A quiet moan reached his ears as he slowly spun to his right. There in the bush lay the young guards mare he had run into earlier, lost in her own little world as she furiously worked her hooves on her swollen vulva. Munck swallowed a lump that had formed in his throat before slowly moving on, but a traitorous branch under his feet alerted the mare to his presence as her eyes snapped towards him.

Her eyes widened when she saw who had made the noise, “You... You came back?” a small smile formed on her muzzle as she unsteadily got up on all four, “I... Ever since this morning the heat has been unbearable, please... Please help me!”

With a mighty leap, she ran at him, a fire burning in her eyes. But the young boy simply side-stepped her and used the last bit of energy in his wind glove to flip her on her back before he bolted for the castle. He didn’t get far though, as the sound of sobbing stopped him in his tracks. Turning back towards the mare, he saw her on the ground, tears streaming down her cheeks as her crimson mane hid her eyes.

Against his better judgment, he went to her side, “I’m sorry... I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

The dark blue mare sat up, resting on her haunches as she sniffled a bit and wiped away her tears, “I’m... Not hurt, physically... Wouldn’t be able to call myself a royal guard if a little tumble like that got me down,” she said as a small smile formed on her muzzle, “It’s just... Am I ugly? Do I not appeal to you in any way? Please tell me why you decide to stay behind during estrus, enter my area and leave me with an insatiable ache.”

Munck let out a sigh as he walked over and plopped down on the grass next to the distraught mare, “Listen... It’s not you. You’re a beautiful mare, but I was never warned about estrus,” the mare let out a shocked gasp, “Yeah... And I think it might have been on purpose... So believe me, this has nothing to do with me not wanting to, or let me rephrase that... I never planned on being part of any pony mating rituals seeing as I don’t plan on sticking around here forever,” he finished as his eyes locked onto the statue of Discord further down the path.

“So... What you’re saying is that you aren’t interested right now?” a small cute frown formed on her face, one that made the young humans heart skip a beat as it looked just like the one Twilight usually pulls off when he refuses to give in to her demands.

“Well, I, Umm... Where are you stationed tomorrow?” What’s a bit more water in the lake, eh?

The mares face lit up like a child's on Hearths Warming Eve, “I’ll be guarding the royal archives tomorrow,” she said with glee.

“Alright... Err, what do I call you?”

“Crimson Lance, my friends call me Lana.”

The young boy got up and scratched her behind the ear, “I’ll see you tomorrow then, Lana,” and with that, he left her behind as he made his way towards his target.

~