Studying a Creature

by The Guy on Your Right

Rating: mature
Tags: Comedy, Slice of Life, Alternate Universe
Length: 18227

New equine-like creatures had been spotted, migrating throughout Equestria. It's a great honor to study about them.

Strange equine-like creatures had started to appear throughout Equestria. Being one of the first to study about them is going to give you lots of fame and fortune, and I won't let that chance slip away.
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Also, the monster mares belong to Sirachi. You could search for her tumblr on Google.
Thanks to RoboKitty for being my new editor.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2014-12-21 07:37:10 UTC

The Mysterious Creature [CLOP]

The Mysterious Creature [CLOP]

"Maybe I should've gotten somepony to come with me," I said to myself as I walked through the Everfree Forest, surrounded by some strange-looking trees. "Somepony that could protect me from the..." I trailed off as I heard some weird rustlings in the background. "S-st-strange creatures that lu-lurk within these v-very woods," I stammered. Instead of just simply walking, I trotted. My breathing became faster. Beads of sweats dropped from my head. My heart started to pound as I looked at the trees that surrounded me.

"But why would you need one?" I asked myself, "You're a stallion. You could stand on your own hooves." I tried to regulate my breathing. "This is just a simple task for you. You're just going to make a short observation about the new creature that had been spotted, hovering above the Everfree Forest." I started to calm down. I wiped the sweat off of my head with my black necktie that matches my mane. My breathing became normal, and so did my heartbeat.

I stopped and then looked up into the blue sky, checking if the mysterious creature was airborne. "Still no sign of the creature yet," I murmured. I opened my saddle on my back, rummaging it carelessly, searching for my notebook and my pencil. I brought out my equipment. A journal on my left hoof and a pencil on my mouth. I gazed at my watch on my right foreleg. Knowing that the time was three in the afternoon, I listed my hourly report on the journal.

"Three twenty eight O' clock in the afternoon, still no sign of the creature," I said in my thoughts as I wrote it down on the notebook. I closed my pad, placing it back inside of my saddle. That also goes for my pencil. I closed my eyes for a moment and let out a sigh, before continuing to walk.

After four hours of searching, and avoiding some of the well-known – and also dangerous – creatures in the Everfree Forest I still had no sign of my target. The sky was now in dark blue. Stars shone in the sky along with Luna's moon. I decided to spend my night in the forest, just in case that the creature might show up. I took shelter in the nearest cave I could find. I brought out my carbide lamp, flickering it on, and illuminating the cave.

"Well." I let out a sigh, "at least no weird creatures are taking shelter in this cave tonight," I muttered. I rolled out my sleeping bags on the cold ground. "I guess I'm all set." I laid my saddle down beside my makeshift bed. I got in my sleeping bags and laid down on my belly. I brought out my journal and my pencil. With the pencil on my hoof, and my notebook opened in front of me, I started to write down my report.

"Seven O' clock in the night, I took shelter in a random cave, here in the Everfree Forest," I murmured as I listed it on my pad. I closed my journal, laying it beside my head with the pencil. I shifted in my sleeping bags, trying to get comfortable as much as possible. I gave out a short prayer, hoping that I would still see tomorrow's daylight. I closed my eyes, drifting off into a sleep.

I opened my eyes slowly as I heard some giggling. I rubbed my eyes, clearing out my blurred vision. I sat up, reaching out my forelegs, letting out a long yawn. I glanced over my shoulder, trying to check where the giggling was coming from. My eyes widen as I finally saw the reason why I came to the forest.

An equine-like creature stood in a distance, just outside of the cave. The creature smiled at me, looking at me with its green eyes. It's bat-like wings were showing. Its weird tail with a heart-shaped tip swished back and forth. There were two horns on its head, near its ears.

I quickly got out of my sleeping bags, and then reached for my camera inside of my saddle. I then, hurriedly mounted the camera on my shoulders. I slowly walked up to the creature, trying not to scare it away. As I got close enough to it, I noticed that the one standing in front of me was not the only one, but six.

"Interesting," I murmured. There was a flash as the camera took their picture. I gazed at the newly taken picture. "They travel in packs." I turned to the group in front of me. The pack, slowly surrounded me, forming a circle around me.

"Hey, what's goi-." I didn't get to finish as it felt like I lost control of my body. I stood up like a statue. My whole body felt numb. I was paralyzed. I tried to regain control of my body, but my efforts were nothing. The only thing I can move a bit was my head. I gazed at the creatures around me. Fear took over me as the pack looked at me with lust in their eyes.

In just a second, the one in front of me pinned me down on the ground, throwing my camera off of my shoulder. The camera flashed as it hits the ground, taking a quick snapshot. I could easily push the creature off, since the size of it is just like a mare's, but slightly smaller. Its purple coat brushed against my white coat. Death was on my mind as the creature lowered its head down to mine.

My eyes went wide as the muzzle of the creature met mine, locking me in a kiss. I was lost in my thoughts. Questions filled my mind, thinking if this was just a part of how they eat. I couldn't feel my body, yet the kiss I could feel, I could feel it very well. My body started to heat up, especially near my thighs, as the creature on top of me, started to lap on my tongue.

It only stopped until another of its kind pushed it off of me. The next one pulled me up as she lay down, bringing me on top of her. It wrapped its forelegs around my neck, pulling me in for a kiss. I laid motionless on top of her. I felt something wet, forming on my belly. I stayed on top of her as it fondled my tongue with hers.

I got off it as another one on my back, pulled me away from her. I laid back down on my back, on the ground. I looked up, and instead of meeting another muzzle. I met the creatures cunt. Its juices dripped down from it, and onto my cheeks.

"It's a mare!" I thought to myself. I gazed at the others and saw that they are all mares, noticing that they all have cunts. "Wait... they're all mares!" I gazed back up. The one on top of me, slowly descended,  burying my muzzle into her sex.

Weird musky scent had filled my nose. Her juices had also filled my mouth with its sweet taste. Being pushed by my own lust, I let out my tongue, twirling it inside of her, trying to squeeze more of her juices. I heard her yelp as my tongue, tickled her insides.

I suddenly felt something wet and spongy, down on my shaft, making its way from the tip and down on the base. I tried to look down, but the mare on top of me had blocked my field of vision. I then, felt another one touch my shaft, and then another, and another. It felt like five thick and wet cloth had wrapped my prick, making it stand on its own.  The heat on my flanks became even more intense as the feelings on my stallionhood had made me horny.

I wanted to rut all of these... whatever their race is called. They are also equines, but they're very unusual to us. The only thing usual to us was seeing one of our kinds with only two wings, or one horn, or maybe both if it's an alicorn. But this, this is not. They look like succubus from the adventure novels that I had read.

There is a part of the story that a protagonist has encountered a succubus as he tried to make his way down the depths of Tartarus. I don't know if the story is true or not, but the succubus from the story, and the creatures around me have a lot in common.

The two horns on their head. The bat-like wings. The heart-shaped tip of the tail. The curvy figure of their body. And last but not least, their hunger for sexual energies. They also seduce their victim to give them what they want. The only thing that's bothering me was that what would happen to me after this?

The mare on top of me had started to pant as she ground herself on my face. Her marehood started to tighten around on my muzzle, clenching it tightly. The only thing that I could see from my situation was her tail, swishing back and forth.

I felt my balls tightening, preparing a shot as I got closer to climax. I slowly regained control of my hind legs. But instead of standing up in bipedal and trying to get away from my attackers, I bucked my hips, raising my flanks and rubbing my stallionhood against whatever that is that was touching my shaft.

I lowered my flanks down again, and then repeated the process of raising it up. My mind was lost in bliss. All I could ever think of was penetrating them with my length. "Oh buck," I thought to myself, "th-their effects must've gotten inside of my head." If only I had control of my whole body that time, the things I would do to them. But since they had the upper hoof, I just have to wait for them to finish.

The mare on top of me had finally raised her flanks, along with her cunt. A thin trail of her juices had connected my muzzle to her dripping sex. I could finally find out what was the feeling down on my shaft. I looked down and saw the other members of the pack, surrounding my throbbing length. The one that was left out had joined the others, lowering her head down onto my stallionhood. Her tongue had added the sensation, making climax even more easier to reach.

I felt my orgasm building up. I bucked my hips even faster than before. "Oh sweet Celestia!!!" I yelled. I finally regained the ability to talk. I moaned in pure pleasure as my cum, slowly rose up to the tip. I tried to keep it in a bit longer, but they're making it more futile as I felt somepony fondling my balls with a hoof.

In a second, I finally released my semen, spraying it out like a fountain. I could see them letting out their tongue, trying to catch every drop of my falling cum. I felt exhausted, even though the only thing I did was lay down on my back and buck my hips.

"So," I called out, "Can... you... free... me... now?" I breathed heavily after each word that I say. The pack turned to me, giving me a confused look. Some of my cum had gotten onto their manes.  The looks on their faces was kind of cute, and at the same time, scary. "I'm... guessing... it's... a... no..."

One of the mares crawled up to me, and then laid down on her back beside me. She turned to me and then wrapped her forelegs around me, pulling me into her. It's an eye to eye look with the creature. One of her hoof on my shoulder had slowly made its way. down on my flanks, touching my pi cutiemark.

She slowly dragged my flanks onto her, pushing my stallionhood between her thighs. I let out a muffled moan as I felt her heat radiating marehood, just above my shaft. She pushed her lower part towards me, rubbing my length against the slit of her cunt.

The lustful mare, then backed away again, and then repeated, rubbing my prick against her slit in a slow pace. I tried to contain my moans as the pleasure had made its way, up to my spine. Her sex had started to water, coating my semi-hard cock.

The view of the mare's face had turned me on. Her cute, light purple cheeks had been topped of with blushing colors. Her eyes closed as she tried to focus on the pleasure down on her thighs. And also her cute little moans. I wouldn't be lying if I would say that it's not their spell anymore that's keeping me from running away from them.

Another one of them laid down at the back of my current partner. She caressed my cheeks with her hooves, before pulling me towards her, making me lean over the shoulder of my partner. She brought out her tongue, licking her lips before meeting my muzzle with hers.

She slowly slipped her tongue inside of me, trying to explore the new mouth that she had just found. I met her tongue with mine, trying to wrestle with it. I gave her tongue a short fight before lapping on it with pure lust.

I felt somepony grab one of my forelegs. I glanced over my shoulder and saw another one of the pack, laying down beside me. She slowly guided my hoof down to her waiting cunt, rubbing the tip of it onto her clitoris. The mare moaned as she played with her clit, using my hoof.

I felt something wet and hot, cling onto one of my hind legs. I tried to look down, even with a mare trying to kiss me. I saw another member of the pack, grinding her sex on my leg.

That was it. I was surrounded by lustful mares inside of a cave here in the Everfree Forest, at the middle of the night. The only thing left to worry about now was that where's the other one.

I shifted my eyes, searching for the sixth member. But she was no where to be found, Guess she already got enough, I thought to myself.

The smell of our mixed sweat had spread through the midnight air, inside of the cave. My body was covered in sweat and juices from the cunts of all of the six mares. Their moaning had echoed through the cave. It even got louder as the moments pass, signaling that they're close to their climax.

I too, was close to climax. The mare in front of me had sped up her thrusting, trying to rub my shaft against her wet sex a little bit more rougher. My balls started to tighten, as it prepared to load another shot. My cum, slowly rose up throughout. I felt a hoof on the tip of my shaft, waiting for me to shoot my load onto it.

I then, finally met my climax, screaming out in pure ectasy inside of the mare's mouth, who's been kissing me throughout the whole session. I released my thick strand of semen onto the hoof of one of the lustful mares. The mare then, brought her hoof closer to her mouth, giving it a lick.

The other members of the pack had rushed towards the mare with cum-covered hoof, licking her hoof hungrily for my semen. I grunted as my body ached. It felt like a ran from Ponyville to Canterlot without any resting. I laid motionless, trying to recover my lost energy.

After the creatures had finished their second meal, they slowly turned to me. "For the sake of Celestia, I can't do this anymore!!!" I yelled. They looked at me with blank expressions. They stood up on the ground, and then walked towards me. They formed a circle around me. I slowly regained control of my whole body again. "Thanks Celestia." I let out a sigh. I turned to the mares around me.

"What now?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at them. One of the mares had grabbed my right foreleg, trying to strip my watch off of my leg. "Hey, I bought this!" I yelled in defiance. I tried to keep her from snatching it away from me, but my body was too tired to even resist.

The mare got my watch, bringing it closer to her nose and giving it a sniff. The whole pack then, left me alone in the cave. I tried to stand up, but even though I got control of my body again, it's still disagreeing with my decision.

"A pack of weird equine-like creatures had just taken my watch," I murmured. "They rutted me like a helpless sex toy and left me alone in the dark cave without any energy left." I let out a sigh. "Well at least I still have my..." I trailed off as soon as I saw that my black tie was missing. "NO!!!" I yelled at the top of my voice.

Going Home with a Maid

Going Home with a Maid

"Please don't eat me!!!" I yelled as I sat up after being woken up by some weird forest noises. I pressed a hoof on my chest as I looked around. My heart was pounding. My face was covered in sweat. I was breathing heavily. I noticed that I was still inside of the cave. "Thank Celestia, I'm still in one piece." I let out a sigh as I wiped the sweat from my face.

"That was a terrible nightmare," I murmured. I scratched my head as I tried to remember the nightmare that I just had. The nightmare of being shredded to pieces by some weird carnivores from the Everfree Forest. I knew I was vulnerable for the kill while I was asleep. If a pack of weird lustful creatures had cornered me inside of the cave, what else could be more dangerous than them.

"I guess I need to get a move on," I said to myself as I stood up from the cold ground. I'd been asleep on the naked ground for the whole night, and noticed that my back was covered in dust. I shook the dust on my back. I walked towards my belongings inside of the cave. I turned off my carbide lamp, even though it was empty after being opened up all night. I picked up my camera from the floor.

"Well at least I got a picture of them." I tried to turn on my camera, but the batteries were dead. "Well... I knew I should've packed that emergency battery for the cameras." I snorted. I placed the camera inside of my bag. I rolled up my sleeping bags, and then tied it beside my saddle. I picked up my notebook on the ground. I flipped my journal open, seeing that all of the pages are blank.

"So much for writing a journal for my studies about them." I placed my pad and my pencil back inside of my saddle. I placed my bag on my back as I prepared to leave the cave and find my way through the Everfree Forest. I went outside of the cave, seeing the trees that surrounds the cave. I looked up and saw Celestia's sun, shining bright in the middle of the sky.

"How long was I out?" I asked myself. "If only I have my watch right now. That damned pack had stole my watch and my favorite necktie." A tear ran down from my left eye. "Don't worry my favorite necktie, I'll never forget about you even when buying a new one."

After hours of leg-aching walk around the scary Everfree Forest, I was still lost, and gladly alive, and also hungry. I'd been throwing my sandwich at the timberwolves so they wouldn't eat me. Guess it worked.

"What do I have to do to get out of this freaky forest?" I muttered. I looked up, seeing the leaves of the high trees that surrounds me, blocking some of the orange sky above me. The sun was about to set, and I'm sure that I'm going to get killed if I don't find the way back to Ponyville.

"Can somepony please help me?" I called out.

"Oh look, it's you," I sultry voice called out from behind me, "I thought you'd already left this forest."

My heart stopped for a moment. A bead of sweat had dropped from my head. I slowly glanced over my shoulder, and saw a figure of a pony in the shadows. I turned to the shadow slowly.

"I guess my snout wasn't lying when I got your scent, scattered around the forest," the figure says as it slowly walks out of the shadow.

"W-who are you and, wh-what do y-you mean?" I stammered.

"Oh come on now, we just met last night." It giggled as it walked towards me. My eyes widen as I was finally able to realize who it was.

"Oh, It was just another one of them." I let out a sigh. I noticed that the succubi just spoke. "Wait, you could speak?"

"Why, do you think I'm speechless?" she raised an eyebrow at me.

"Er, uh... no," I lied. "Anyway, why did you separate from the pack?"

"I've been having a hard time feeding when I'm with them," the mare rolled her eyes. "Anyway, what's the reason you came to this freaky forest in the first place?" she hovered in circles around me.

"Well... I just wanted to see and study about the new race of equines, and that would be your race." I gave her a sheepish smile,

"Why, are we unusual to the eyes of the ponies that live here?" she stopped in front of me.

"Yes..."

"Well that's what we get for living near the gates of Tartarus," she smirked.

"So you lived near the gates of Tartarus?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, that's what I just said."

"Interesting," I slowly bobbed my head. I brought out my pencil and my journal. "Is there anything I could know about your race?"

"I don't think you should be interviewing me right now in the middle of this forest," she said playfully as she cocked her head, sideways. I looked around and saw that my surroundings was getting darker, due to the sun setting.

"Oh buck. I'm still lost." My hoof met my face, making a slapping noise. I placed my notebook and pencil, back inside of my saddle.

"Don't worry, cause I'll help you." She winked at me.

"How?"

The mare tilted her head a bit as she spread her bat-like wings.

"Oh right. Wings." I snickered. She hovered above my head, and then descended a bit as she tried to wrap her forelegs around my waist. "Are you sure you can carry me?" I looked up to her.

"Do you either want me to leave you in the middle of the forest, or bring you to my pack?" she asked.

"Neither."

"Then believe me," she looked down to me and then gave me a smile. We both slowly ascended into the air. I gazed back down at the dense forest. I felt a bit anxious as I remembered that I was afraid of heights.

"No wonder I didn't get to become a pegasus," I thought to myself.

"Is that where you live?" she called out.

"Where?" I looked up to her.

"There," she pointed her snout. I turned to the direction where her snout was pointing. My eyes met Ponyville, not far from

where we're flying. Lights can be seen from the windows of the small village houses. Lamp posts are illuminating the streets. Few ponies could be seen on the streets.

"Yes," I answered.

"Okay then, that's where we're heading." She flew towards Ponyville pretty fast, because it only took us ten seconds before she dropped me off, just outside of the forest. She laid me down gently on the ground.

"You could've at least laid me down in front of my house," I muttered.

"Hey, I got you out of the forest. What else do you want?" she cried out.

"Okay... easy with the temper," I suggested. "Now can I get some information about you?"

"Sure, but in one condition."

"And what condition might that be?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Since my lustful companions didn't share food, I'm still quite hungry."

"Oh, I've got lots of food back inside of my house." I turned my back on her. I glanced over my shoulder and then gestured towards her, telling her to follow me. She just stood still, looking at me with a smile on her face. "Aren't you going to follow me back to my home?"

"Would love to, but are there any alchemists in where you live?"

"We have potion makers. And why do you ask?"

"Well you see," she walked beside me. "Back in my place. Alchemist hunts us for ingredients. A part of us for their brews actually." She smirked.

"So what do you want me to do?"

"At least transport me to your home without anypony noticing my unusual appearance."

"Can't you just fly over the dark purple skies and blend in with its color?" I faced her.

"Well I'm not taking any chances," she turned her back on me. "If you don't want to know anything about, you could've just said so." She waved a foreleg at me as she headed towards the forest.

"Hey wait," I called out, "I'll try to find a way."

She stopped, and then glanced over her shoulder. "Okay then, I'm open." The teasing mare turned to me, and then sat on her haunches.

"Okay, think Pico, think," I thought to myself, "How could you transport this mare, to your home without anypony noticing her?" I rubbed my temples as it helps me think. "What are the things that are unusual to us?" I gazed at her two cute, little horns. "Two horns are unusual. Maybe I could hide it with some hat." I moved on to her wings. "Her bat-like wings aren't really that unusual, right? I mean, we do have lunar guards with wings like those." My eyes met her flanks. "She doesn't have a cutiemark, and it may attract some attention. Better hide it with some clothing." And finally, her tail. "Nopony gives a buck about tails anyway." I slowly bobbed my head as I tried to think of what clothing I may use.

"Well?" she suddenly called out.

"Oh, um..." I cleared my throat, "I'm going to hide those horns of yours, and also your blank flank."

"What's wrong with blank flanks?"

"Annoying fillies," I rolled my eyes, "Anyway, wait for me here as I get something that could hide your unusual features." I turned my back on her, and then rushed towards Ponyville.

I quickly headed towards my house, not far from where I left the mare. An ordinary two-floored house came to my view. I rushed towards the door, opening it without needing any keys. The door opened with a satisfied 'click'. As I got inside of the living room, I hesitated towards my bedroom.

A bed built for two ponies stands in the middle. I walked towards my closet, and it's a pretty big one considering that I'm the only one who's using it. I opened it up, revealing some of my black neckties, some jackets, and also a fedora hat. I rummaged through it carelessly as I tried to find the apparel that can suit a mare.

"I'm sure there's something that could fit..." I trailed off as soon as I saw a clothing, fit for a mare. "Well, it's better than nothing."

I galloped back where I left the weird mare. The clothing had been placed inside of my saddle so I wouldn't attract some attention as I carry it to her. I saw her in a distance, sitting on her haunches as she waits for me.

I finally reached her. I wiped the sweats on my head. My chest felt like it was burning, my lungs begged for air, my legs felt numb, added by the sensation of dried throat. "I'm... back..." After each words, I took a deep breathe, trying to calm my worn out lungs, "Sorry... if... I... took... so... long... but... here's... your... clothes..." I opened my saddle, bringing out a french maid outfit.

"Well at least you know how to pick an outfit," she walked towards me. I gave her the outfit. "Where did you get this thing anyway?"

"I don't want to talk about it," I gave her a sheepish smile. "Do you have a name or such?"

"Yeah." She wore the short black dress with two holes for her wings, "You could call me Siren." After that, she tied the white apron around her waist.

"Ain't that a cute name." I snickered. Siren placed the white headband on top of her head, covering her two horns. "So, what's your race called?"

"We are known as the Tykes," she tied a red ribbon around both of her ears.

"That's a new vocabulary fo-."

"Hey, could you help me with this fishnets?" Siren interrupted.

"O-oh, sure." I smiled at her. I grabbed the fishnet from her hoof. I moved on to her back side. "Could you raise your hind legs?"

Siren flapped her wings, hovering herself a few feet away from the ground. I slowly got the fishnet stockings on the tip of her both of hind legs. I slowly raised it up to her flanks, just enough to cover them. It brings back the memories. The memories of...

"Thanks for the help." Siren smiled at me. I snapped back into the reality.

"Y-yeah, no worries." I gave her a sheepish smile.

"Only one more thing left." She grabbed the two black high-heeled shoes on the ground, wearing them on both of her hind legs. "There. Now, how do I look?" Siren turned to me. She spread her bat-like wings, fluttering them in a cute manner.

"N-nice." I stared at her with a blank expression, but my blushing face was enough to tell her that she looks amazing. It looks better on her. I thought to myself, Even better tha-. I snapped back to reality as Siren called me.

"Let's go to your home already, cause I'm starved." Siren gesture towards Ponyville. I shook my head, trying to forget whatever I was thinking. I walked towards Ponyville, with a Tyke beside me. And I can assure that my life's going to get bumpy when with her.

I'm Now Stuck With You [CLOP]

I'm Now Stuck With You [CLOP]

As Siren and I walked down on the streets of Ponyville, I couldn't help but get a feeling of somepony's gaze on both of us. I glanced over my shoulder, and saw some stallions coming out of an alley, they're eyes on us. Okay, maybe not both of us. They're mostly focused on Siren.

I turned to Siren, who looks like a filly in her first fieldtrip. Her eyes opened wide. Her mouth hanged agape. I'm guessing that there's a huge difference between Ponyville and Tartarus.

"Wouldn't you mind if we could fasten up a bit?" I asked Siren.

"Do you have a date coming after this?" Siren replied.

"No..." I anwered.

"Then what's the rush?"

"Try looking behind you."

Siren followed my instructions. She glanced over her shoulder for a few seconds before turning to me.

"Like it's not ordinary to see ponies walking down the streets."

"What an unexpected answer from somepony who had just raped a stallion last night," I thought to myself. I glanced over my shoulder and saw that the crowd had turn into a horde, and I'll be damned when they told me that the population of stallions here in Ponyville are lesser than less. "If we don't hurry it up, she's the one going to be raped before I could even say the word 'buck'. I slowed down behind Siren."  I pressed my hooves firmly on her soft butt cheeks, making her let out a soft gasp.

Siren peeked at me. "Well, aren't you an impatient one," Siren said in a sultry tone. I could see a small grin forming on her face.

"It's not what you think," I hesitated.

"Oh, no need to be shy. I know you want something more than just touching."

My mouth hung open for a moment, before I shook my head and ignored her words. I started to push her, making her trot instead of just walking. The pace of the clopping noise behind us got even faster. I tried to put more force in my pushing, but her hooves seemed to disagree.

"Please... just hurry it up," I called out.

"I see no reason why," Siren replied as she cocked her head from side to side.

Well... I guess getting my fridge empty is better than letting Siren get raped, I thought to myself. "How about this. If you hurry it up, I'll let you go eat all you can inside of my house, until you're completely satisfied."

Siren glanced over her shoulder. "Are you sure about that?"

"I guess I couldn't afford... but I'll take the chances." I gave her a sheepish smile.

"If you're sure..." Siren flapped her wings, making her hover few feets from the ground, making it easier for me to push her.

"Remember that you cannot break a promise fr-." I cut her off before she could finish.

"Yeah, yeah, I get it. Sheesh." I shook my head. The clopping noise got even more violent; like a stampede of bulls heading our way. That's enough to convince me to start galloping. I glanced over my shoulder and saw a horde of stallions, running towards us. "Ah!!!" I removed my hooves off of her rumps; instead, I held a grip on her tail using my mouth, earning a small gasp from Siren.

"Oh..." she purred. "You know how sensitive tails are, right?"

I ignored her. I was too focused on getting home that I didn't notice I was going deaf. "There." My house came to my view. My humble abode. The house that sheltered me until I reached my current age, and still.

I charged through the door using my shoulder, opening it forcefully. Hopefully, it wasn't too damaged, or it would've really annoyed me. I lowered down my head, to avoid getting Siren's head caught on top of the door. I removed my grip on her tail, leaving a weird taste inside of my mouth. But I was still too distracted to examine the taste. I quickly closed the door behind us, and then locking it quickly.

I laid my back on the floor, and then let out a sigh, glad to be finally back inside of my humble abode. I wiped the sweat off off my head. Note to self: No more taking an attractive mare beside me in the night,

"Nice place you got here," Siren called out. I gazed at the mare as she looked at her surroundings in awe, clueless of what'd just happened earlier.

"I'm already thinking of a word that could describe her," I muttered, "and that word is 'ignorant'." I shook my head as I walked towards my white sofa, throwing my saddle on it. I went to the kitchen to take a glass of water. It's been a whole day, I guess, without drinking any water. And the feeling of the cold liquid, running down my throat was all I need to get back to my usual self.

I walked past the chattering Tyke, ignoring every word she says as I head upstairs. I opened the door of my bedroom, producing a short creaking noise. I walked towards my small bookshelf on the right side of the room. I stood on my hind legs, getting a good view on what's top of the bookshelf. A blank notebook rests on top. I grabbed it, bringing it a bit closer to my face. Upon close inspection, I noticed that it was covered in dust.

"Looks like it's been a long time since I last saw you," I said to it. I remembered that the purpose of the book was to get filled by lots of signatures from mares, back in college. Well... I didn't really succeeded in that task, I gave the notebook a good blow, removing all of the dusts on top of it.

"Are you forgetting something?" Siren asked.

I turned around, seeing her standing in front of the door. "I was just getting my book for um..."–I cleared my throat

–"to write everything about you and your race." I gave her a sheepish smile.

"Couldn't you wait 'till after I eat?" Siren walked towards me with a grin on her face, and it makes me feel uncomfortable.

"Besides, you told me it's going to be all-you-can-eat until I drop, right?"

"I did say something about that," I scratched the back of my head. "You could find some foods downstairs, in the kitchen. You could find all sorts of fruits and vegetables, or maybe pastries you could eat."

"Actually, our diet doesn't include fruits and vegetables in it, however pastries, I'm not sure about that."

"Wait, what?"

"I mean, we do eat fruits and vegetables sometimes, but... it's still not the same as the real thing."

"So... are you all like omnivores or something?".

"I guess so, I mean like I said, we do eat fruits and vegetables, but our main diet comes from meat. We have to suck it out from that certain meat." She stuck her tongue out maliciously.

"W-what kind of meat?" I had to admit, I was getting a bit nervous from discussing something about eating meat with her.

"Horse meat actually."

Her words made me jump out of shock, causing me to hit my head on the floor and throw my book away. I grunted as I sat up, scratching the back of my head, trying to ease the pain. I watched Siren as she laughed her flanks off.

"I was just joking." She wiped a tear of joy on her right eye.

"Not funny," I stood up on my hooves.

"Lighten up a bit will ya', I was just joking. But seriously, we do get it from a certain horse meat. From a stallion to be precise." Siren winked at me.

"What do..." I trailed off as I seemed to had finally gotten what she meant. "Oh..." I slowly bobbed my head. "So last night, back in the cave, you all were..."

Siren nodded.

"Okay... and earlier, I told you something about all-you-can-eat, and if I said something like that to you, it means something like–."

"Rut-all-you-can," Siren continued.

"That figures." I muttered.

In one swoop, Siren flew towards my bed, carrying me with her. She threw me on top of it, followed by her, pinning me down on my shoulders. I let out a soft moan as what it feels like a rope, wrapping itself around my shaft. I glanced down, but the apron that Siren was wearing had prevented me to take a look, but I could easily guess it was her tail.

"I guess you now know what our diet is."

"Yeah, I guess I do." I gave her a sheepish smile. "Now let me just get my pad to wriaah~." I felt the tip of her tail, tickling my sac with its feather-like texture.

"Don't worry. You'll get enough time to write down everything about me." Siren cooed. "From my tail, up to my head," she lowered her head down to mine. Her emerald eyes staring into mine. She giggled softly before locking me in a kiss.

I felt lust, slowly taking over my body, just like last night, as Siren pressed her lips against mine. I pressed back with more force, trying to dominate the mare on top of me. But she doesn't seem to be budging. Heck, her eyes are even closed. It's like I'm no match for her. The only thing that I could do to match her, was hit her pinpoints.

My hooves made its way under her skirt. I slowly raised it up, exposing both of her well-rounded flanks. I gave her right flank a strong slap, making the sound echoe inside of my room.

Siren let out a muffled moan before pulling out of the kiss. "Hey, I thought this was a buffet?"

"It is, but you're getting food from a stallion, not a kitchen." I wrapped my forelegs around her neck, pulling her closer to me, just an inch or two away from me. "Just remember, after this, you're going to let me write everything about." I got her off me. I laid her down on the bed, and then went on top of her. "Now, ain't this better?" I was now on top of her.

"No fair. I want to be on top," Siren muttered.

"That's too bad, because I'm already on top." I lowered my head slowly. Her muzzle and mine are a feet away from each other. We both exchanged hot breaths. I felt tension building up, but it's not like a stallion like me couldn't handle. Besides, I had lust on my side that time that acts like a sex enhancer. "You ready?" I licked my lower lip.

"Buck yeah," Siren smirked. I pressed my lips on Siren's, earning a small moan from her. I prodded her lips with my tongue, trying to slip it in. She parted her lips, just enough for it to get in. I explored her mouth, trying to hit every spot that I could reach. After a few seconds, her tongue had finally encountered mine.

Using my hoof, I slowly raised her skirt, exposing her dripping cunt. Siren cooed as my hoof had touched her slit, slowly in a circular motion. Her tail that was wrapping my erection had started to move, running up and down, making me moan in the new found pleasure. Using the tip of her tail, she brushed it against the head of my prick, producing a tickling sensation.

"Oh sweet Celestia!" my mind was lost. Earlier, I was focused on writing everything about her, but now, I'm more focused on rut— er... feeding her. I tried to push my length inside of her wet hole, but she was using her tail. She pulled my prick aside, making me hit her thigh instead of her cunt.

Siren pulled out from the kiss, leaving a thin trail of saliva that connects my muzzle to hers. "I guess you are an impatient one," she teased.

"I couldn't help myself." I gave it another try to insert my throbbing shaft. And yet, she repeated what she did to make my prick miss.

"Consider this as a payback, since you want me to struggle, just to get a cup or two from you." Siren winked at me.

"Or I could just remove your tail with a hoof of mine," slowly, a foreleg of mine had made its way between us, and down to my thighs. But before I could lay a hoof on my stallionhood, Siren countered it with her hoof.

"You're not making this fair..." she whined.

"I though you were hungry?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Yes I am."

"Then let me reach my climax." I tried to remove her tail, but she kept a strong grip, giving me an uncomfortable, yet amazing pleasure on my shaft.

"Not until you've earned it from me." She wrapped a free foreleg around my neck pulling me onto hers. The smell of leaves from the trees of the Everfree Forest had invaded my nose. She had a weird, yet calming scent.

I took a long sniff, enjoying the smell, and also making Siren purr. I backed away for a bit, just enough to see her bare neck. I moved back in, planting some small kisses, down to her chest.  I tried to unbutton the black dress she was wearing, but it's kind of hard for me, so I just ripped it with my hooves, exposing her purple coat on her chest.

"You do know you have to get me more clothing, since you've just destroyed this one, right?" Siren called out. I stopped for a moment, and then looked up to her. Her face blushed deep red, an eye closed and the other one, half-opened. A tip of her hoof was between her mouth, gnawing it softly to prevent her moans from escaping.

"Like I care?" I replied. Actually... I really don't. I went back to kissing Siren's body. The grip of her tail started to loosen up, letting my stallionhood to move freely. It gave me a chance to get my prick inside of her. But since I don't want to disappoint her, and also being a gentlecolt (Not really), I continued on sending her pleasure by planting kisses on various parts of her body.

I raised her skirt, along with her apron as I moved down to her thighs. Her leaking marehood came to my view. I proceeded to move in closer. Its musky smell had invaded my nose. Its smell was nice; kind of like vodka mixed with cranberry juice, and it made me want her more.

I gave an experimental lick on her slit, sending shivering pleasure upto Siren's spine. I heard her let out a moan. I slipped in an inch of my snout inside of her. The smell got stronger, added by the new taste on my tongue. It taste like tropical fruits, mixed together as a drink.

I let out my tongue, swirling it inside of her. Siren's moans got louder, her lower body started to shook. I pressed both of my hooves on her legs, keeping her in place, and stopping her from kicking. Her insides had clenched itself around my snout, preventing me from breathing.

I backed away immediately before I could lose all of my air. I took a deep breathe, getting a lungful of oxygen. I traced her slit with my tongue, until I moved onto her clitoris. I nibbled her pink love button, sending mass pleasures that could take her to the brink of climax in just any second.

"You're... mpff... good at thi–aha~!!!"

It's not fair for her to be the only one in pleasure at that time. I removed one of my hooves off of her legs. I placed it on my shaft, stroking it slowly.

After a whole minute of nibbling onto her clit, Siren started shifting uncomfortably. "I'm about to... hmm..." she called out. I released her knob from my mouth. I slowly crawled upto her, meeting her eye-to-eye.

"I guess it's now okay for me to go in now, right?" I prodded the entrance of her cunt with my hard length.

"Sure, just... don't forget to... release it in... in my mouth..." Siren said between her breathing. I nodded as I slowly inserted my stallionhood inside of her.

"Oh... buck..." slowly, my prick made its way inside of her tight hole. I hadn't even got my whole length inside of her hot, wet cunt, and yet it feels like I'm at my climax. She's more tighter than an ordinary mare. "Oh sweet Celestia!!!" I managed to yell between clenched teeth. if it weren't for her natural lubricant, it would feel like inserting my cock inside of a dried bottle.

I collapsed on top of her, after managing to fit my whole stallionhood inside of her tight snatch. We both panted heavily. Beads of sweat had covered my head. I rested for a moment, trying to keep myself from cumming too early.

I looked up to her. Her face covered in sweat. Her eyes half-closed. A grin slowly formed on her face. I shook my head, trying to pull myself back together. I placed my forelegs on either beside of her head, using it as support. I removed my length out of her, only the tip left. In a seconds, I got the whole inside of her.

"Oh in the name of Tartarus!!!" Siren yelled.

"Tartarus? That's how... hmm... you swear?" we both exchanged gazes for a moment, before chuckling. "You sure are... aaa... amazing..."

"Wait 'till you know ever-aah~! About me..."

"That makes me want to... aah... finish faster." And since I said so, I did. I increased my speed, pumping her with gusto. Her marehood got even more tighter, milking my shaft.

"I'm gon-hnng... cum!!!" Siren met her climax. The pressure was too much for me handle. I pulled out of her. I stood on my knees, placing both of my forelegs on the headboard of my bed. I aligned my throbbing cock with her mouth. She opened her mouth, allowing entry for my shaft.

She managed to fit my whole length inside of her mouth. I could feel the back of her throat on the tip. Siren's gag reflex started kicking up, but she kept my stallionhood inside of her. She ran her tongue below my shaft.

"That's... mpff... I'm almost at my limit." I rocked my hips back and forth. I felt my balls tightening; my cum rising. The feeling of her tongue, and the warmth of her mouth was amazing. "I'm cumming!!!" I released my semen down her throat. I felt my muscles getting stiff. My back arched as what it feels like my semen was not the only thing she's getting.

After what it feels like a minute of orgasm, my legs gave up, making me fall down on the bed. My vision blurred out. I tried to move, but my body felt numb.

"What's happening?" I murmured, "I can't move..." I stared at Siren. She wiped her muzzle with a hoof. "Why can't I move?" I asked her.

Siren turned to me. "Oh, you're just probably too tired," Siren replied. "Anyways, I think you need to rest up first." She stretched her forelegs.

"You can't just leave me here. I haven't even interviewed you yet."

"Oh, don't you worry, I'm not leaving you. You made a promise to me, something about all-you-can-eat. And with that, you have just made a promise on keeping me."

"What!?" at least I had enough strength to yell a word.

"In short words, I'm staying here with you."

My mouth hanged open.

"You have to feed me when I'm hungry, look after me, you know, like a house pet."

"I didn't agree to that."

"Sorry, no take backs." Siren laid down beside me. "Anyways, you need to rest up to get back to your body. Sleep up." Siren hugged me. "Also, you need to buy me a new clothes, since you'd just ripped these."

I stared at the french maid outfit she was wearing. Its shoulder sleeves was loose, the black dress was ripped. The outfit was now a mess.

"I should've not ripped the outfit, if only I knew she was going to move to my place." I thought to myself. "But look on the bright side, at least you've got a Tyke, living here with you." I let out a sigh. "Anyways, I guess she's maybe right. Maybe all I need is a long rest to get back to myself." I closed my eyes, trying to focus on sleeping. "Sweet dreams," I whispered.

Thinking is Essential

Thinking is Essential

"Oh..." I grunted as I awoke from what possibly the worst sleep I've ever had. I rubbed my belly with a hoof, trying to ease the stomach pain. I hadn't eaten a whole day, and all I had last night was a glass of water. Not to mention the rough, and tiring sex.

I sat up, looking at my surroundings. Rays of sunlight, peeked through my window; making me realize that it is already morning. And beside me, Siren; who's sleeping like a filly. Her soft snoring filled my room, along with the smell of her's and my sweat from last night.

I tried to roll out of my bed carefully. "Easy, easy, easy," I chanted softly, hoping that I wouldn't wake up the sleeping Tyke. "Ea~sy!!!" but I failed. I fell on the brown wooden floor with a loud thud. "Ouch..." I scratched the back of my head as I got back onto my fours. I turned to gazed at Siren; hoping that she's still asleep. Guess not.

The bed creaked as Siren shifted from her normal position. With one eye half-opened, and the other one closed; she sat up from the bed and then stretched out her forelegs, accompanied by a soft yawn. "Morning," she called out with a raspy, yet soothing voice as she turned to me.

"So, do I have to feed you this early?" I replied.

"First thing in the morning and that's the question you have to ask me." A mischievous smile had formed on her face. "I'm guessing you couldn't wait to rut me, and stick your meat inside of my mouth." She let out her tongue.

I let out a sigh. "I just wanted to ask."

"Oh... In that case, no."

"Thank Celestia, because I'm beat."

"But you could rut me right now, if you would like," Siren hovered above the bed, and then towards me with a smirk on her face.

"Thanks, but I'll pass." I walked towards the door of my bedroom. On the ground, lies my notebook. "Maybe after I finish my breakfast, interview you, and get that clothe of yours fixed,"—I pointed a hoof towards her—"I might reconsider." We both exchanged gazes for a second or two, before both of us chuckled.

"I'm guessing you're not that dense when it comes to sex," Siren said.

"Like all the stallions aren't." Actually, they aren't. I picked up my notebook. "Anyways, you seem to be pretty observant."

"Glad you noticed that." She hovered beside me. "Also, I've met a lot of stallions back in the Tartarus who are pretty dense."

"They just don't like getting dominated. Just like me." I opened the door, and then headed to the living room, downstairs.

"Hey, we need to keep the upper hoof, or else, the stallion could easily get rid of us." Siren followed me.

"Interesting fact. But you could have at least waited for me to get my pencil so that I could write it down." I walked up towards the couch. I opened my merely-ripped saddle. Good thing that the upper part of it was the only thing that got ripped. Or else, while I was running from the timberwolves, my belongings would have been left off in the forest.

I rummaged through my stuff, looking for my pencil. Instead of a writing device on my hoof, I came across with my camera. "Oh by the night of Luna, I almost forgot!" I laid my device down. I glanced over my shoulder, looking at Siren. "Remind me to charge my camera, will ya'?"

"Sure..."

I turned to my saddle again, still rummaging through it. After five seconds of epic searching for my pencil. I turned to Siren. With the pencil on my hoof, and the book flipped on the back of its page. "Mind if you repeat what you've just said?" I asked.

"Sure."

"Okay then." I gazed at my notebook, waiting for Siren to speak. After seconds of no response. "What's taking so long?" I slowly looked up.

"What?" she tilted her head slightly.

"I thought you're going to repeat what you've said earlier?" I raised my tone a bit.

"Yeah, sure."

"Then say it."

"Sure."

I gave her an irritated look, "You know what? This isn't turning out so well."

"Hey, you ordered me to repeat what I've said earlier. And, what I've said earlier is 'sure'." Siren gave me a smile.

"You're being literal, are you?" I raised my eyebrow.

"If it stops you from crying," she rolled her eyes. "We Tykes, need t-." I cut her off.

"Mind if you start to the name of the race, then the details?"

"Picky, picky," Siren muttered as she shook her head. "Name of the race is Tyke."

"Okay..." the tip of my pencil had landed on the paper. But before I wrote it down. "Wait... is it Tyke with a 'y', or Tike with an 'i'?"

"Does it matter?"

I nodded.

"Tyke with a 'y'."

I followed.

"We Tykes, lived near Tartarus. Having a pack composed of minimum of five; and maximum of ten."

"Can't believe I'm getting all of this from an actual Tyke, or yet, if I didn't. How would I even know if it's true?" I thought to myself as I wrote the information. "Anyways... if your kind travels in a pack. Why separate?" I looked up to her.

"I know that you've already seen them eat; considering the fact that I was one of the group who had just fed on you."

"Yeah... so?"

"It's hard for us to get food. We only travel in packs because it makes hunting easier; not to mention that we had the upper hoof on the situation. But even if we take down a prey us a group." Siren chuckled. "We have to fight for it from one another."

"So much for calling it teamwork."

"Yeah... we don't get along much. So while I was following y-." I interrupted.

"Stalking is the correct term." I grinned at her.

Siren let out a sigh. "While I was stalking you. I thought, how about helping you and getting you out of the forest, in exchange for food. But I never would've thought that you would offer me something like eat-all-you-can."

"Hey, I said eat-all-you-can, but I didn't say you could stay in here for the rest of your life."

"And yet you agreed. Also, you told me that I could eat-all-you-can until I'm completely satisfied. Well... I never get satisfied. Mind that you cannot break a contract from a Tyke."

I let out a sigh. "So what happens if I break the contract?"

"Your soul will be locked inside Tartarus."

"Wow that's harsh. Are those true words you speak of?"

"Nah, not really," Siren rolled her eyes.

"Remind me of that." I smirked. "Anyways, back to the main subject."

"Well that's all I know about our race."

"What?" I tilted my head slightly.

"Well..." Siren stretched her four legs. "I guess that's enough for a book."

I looked down on my notebook.

Tyke

A creature that lives near Tartarus. Travelling the land in packs. Searching for food; which is semen and sexual energies.

"Are you kidding me!?" I looked up to her; as she floats around the livingroom. "It's only one page long!"

"You could extend it you know." She replied.

"How!?"

"Describe how we look like. How we act. How we talk. How good we are when it comes to sex."

"Why didn't I think of that?" I facehoofed myself.

"Because you don't think at all." Siren smirked. "Unlike me, I think all the time."

"Cocky," I muttered. I looked back down on the pad. "Okay, let's start writing." I stared at the paper for a moment, thinking of the things I might write about their appearance. But then, my thinking was cut off as the roaring in my stomach had echoed throughout the room. "Maybe I should eat first."

A Hoof to the Face

A Hoof to the Face

Apart from worrying how much we were running up the water bill, it was actually kind of nice sharing a shower with a mare. The warm water running down our bodies as we sat on our haunches, the wet sensation on my coat, mane, and tail, mist curling around us. I could feel the afterglow in the atmosphere... and also the smell of our after-sex. In short, this was probably the best shower I have ever had.

As I enjoyed the sensation, I couldn't help but to peek at Siren. Peeking out with my right eye, I admired her cute little face. Both of her eye were closed, hiding her emerald green eyes. She wore a slight smile, as if she was thinking of something fond inside of her head. Her wet mane hung much lower than her normal look, reaching down to her shoulder.

My eye traveled further down, admiring the shape of her body; the curve of her waist; the small size, yet firm looking flanks of her.

Damn.

Lots of stallion would fight just to spend a night with her, a single night. How lucky am I to be in such a position: banging her just to feed her. And if she's in the mood, just like earlier, we could just rut each other's brains out. Ha, as if we even needed them in such an activity.

But as much as I hate to admit it, in one small way... I actually didn't like it, compared to my expectations. I mean, there's pleasure and all... but no intimacy, unlike what most erotic novels I've read.

Now I may sound kind of picky, but hey... it's not all about sex, and libido.

"Your mind seemed to be wandering off... again," Siren suddenly said, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Oh, uh... I was just thinking of something," I replied as I quickly gathered myself, while also shaking my head.

"Be specific." Her half-lidded eyes were focused on the valve of the shower, in front of her, but I could sense that she was more focused on my answer.

"I was thinking of..." I trailed off for a moment, trying to come up with another answer, anything other than 'I was thinking that it would be better if we were to do things more romantically because I'm a stallion who has standards'.

"I was thinking of..." my eyes shifted from left to right, until it focused on the shower head. "...the water bills...?" I stammered with a sheepish smile.

"Oh... but your eyes should have been focused on the water, and not on my flank." A sly grin formed on her face, as she ended her sentence with her usual sultry tone.

Buck! "Err... never mind..." I muttered as I grabbed the bottle of shampoo on the floor. Placing a hoof-full of the liquid soap, I scrubbed my mane, thoroughly. I closed my eyes to avoid getting some suds on my eyes, that had formed on top of my head.

Just focus on scrubbing your mane, Pico. You've missed a whole day of shower, as well as... smelled like a mare's aftereffect, I thought to myself. Scrub your mane with your four hooves... four...? I slowly opened my eyes while looking up to see a pair of purple hooves, brushing my mane.

I let out a sigh, before calling out Siren's name.

"What?" she asked in return, but still focused on my head. Both of her hooves were busy kneading my head.

"Your hooves," I simply answered.

Instead of removing her hooves off of me, another question escaped her lips. "What is this?"

"It's a mane."

"I meant this... stuff you placed on your head." Her touch slightly intensified at the word 'stuff', and it somehow felt good; so good that it made me let out a grunt.

"Mm... you mean shampoo? Haven't you seen..." I trailed off as soon as Siren's weird grin gave me the obvious answer. "So, what do you guys use on your mane?" since most mares spend tons, just to get their's noticeable.

"What do you expect?"

"Then I guess it's hard to keep your mane at a condition."

"Not really. Soaking them with warm water does the trick." Her hooves finally left my head, although I would've loved it if it didn't.

"Then where do you get the warm water?"

"There are a lot of hot springs near Tartarus."

"Wait... ain't those a bit too hot for a pony to handle?"

"What can I say? Tykes are used to hot things." She picked up the bottle of shampoo. "May I?"

"Sure." I said, accompanied by a gesture.

"Thank the goddesses for the warm water in the morning... and also the plumbers." I reached out for the towel on the hanger, just beside the curtains of the shower stall. The washcloth did its job; partially absorbing the water that was on my coat.

"Nothing like being as fresh as the morning sun." After that, I turned to Siren, who just shook herself like a wet dog.

And in return. she gave me a clueless look on the face. "What?"

"You know, I have a towel here, that could help you dry yourself up... properly." I passed her the towel, in which, she didn't accept.

"What do you mean properly? Are you implying that what I just did was not the proper way to dry one's self."

Well, if one would compare what she looks like while taking a shower, and after she had so-called 'properly dried herself up', not much had changed; she's still dripping wet, from her hooves up to her head.

"Yes."

"Well, that's how we dry ourselves up," Siren complained.

"Sure..." I said in a sarcastic tone. "But don't go outside until you're not soaking wet anymore." I placed the towel back on the hanger, and then left her alone in the bathroom.

"Doesn't she even know how to use a towel? I can understand never having seen bottled shampoo or an indoor shower... But come on, it's just a piece of cloth that you use to soak up water." And then, a sudden idea went inside of my head.

I trotted towards the kitchen and drew up to the table with my pencil and notebook.

I flipped through my notes to get back to the page I left off at. I tried to relax again, and started jotting down just a few more notes. It may not be a lot, but it's still useful information. Anything to help pad out this entry.

"There," I said, dropping the pencil off of my mouth.

"Okay fine, Pico! I used the towel!" Siren suddenly called out, drawing my attention away from the book.

"That wasn't so bad, was it!?" I asked.

"Yes, but I accidentally ripped it! I guess I shouldn't have forced it when it got wrapped around my wings!"

"What!?" I quickly galloped towards her. Sure enough, my towel that was torn in half on Siren's back.

"What happened to my towel?" I tried to keep myself calm, while also trying to keep my hoof away from my face.

"Like I said: it got wrapped around my wings, and it kinda annoyed me."

Again, I tried to resist the urge to facehoof myself. "I'll just... get it stitched up, along with the clothes you tore up."

"Hey, you were the one who ripped through it" she countered.

"Well it was your fault that you got me all frenzied over you."

"Oh... so you mean it's because of me you went all crazy in bed last night?" She stuck out her tongue at the end of her sentence, accompanied by a sultry grin, and her 'come-hither look'.

"O-o-of course. Why would a stallion go ga-ga for anything else?" I tried to keep myself from getting flustered, even though her earlier comeback got me all stuttering.

"Well then, how about you go crazy over me again?" Siren walked closer to me; her flanks swaying seductively to her motions. As she got close enough, she brushed her face against my chest, trying to feel my pounding heart. "Oh... excited, aren't we?" she cooed.

"N-no. And as a matter of fact I don't want another round this time," I gave her a sheepish smile, as I crossed both of my hind-legs. Another round would be fine, but I wanted to avoid getting 'down and dirty', specially after a shower.

"You're no fun." She gave me a soft nudge. "But since I'm still full from last night, I guess there's no reason to force you."

"You know, you shouldn't even force me at all."

"Well, desperate times, calls for desperate measures."

"Yeah whatever. Anyways, I still need to go get my towel stitched, since I only have two of them." Poor me.

"You wouldn't mind if I come with you?"

"You do remember that we're trying to avoid getting you noticed, right?"

"Well... you can't just leave me here, alone... inside of your house... unsupervised..." she mocked.

"But I thought..." I trailed off as a grin slowly formed on her face. "But what if--"

"Alone."

"Then what do you suppose to do to avoid getting some attention?"

"Well, you said that the only thing out of the ordinary are my two horns. You have something to cover them?"

Oh goddesses. Well, there's no stopping my hoof meeting my face. "Sure. Just let me get them in my room, as well as get my brush. Your hair is a mess." Even though it wasn't.

"Okay then. Just one more question: what's a brush?"

Since Tykes live near the gates of Tartarus -- where no modern towns and/or cities exist -- they have little knowledge on modern items and conveniences.

Log Entry / The End of the Tyke Arc

Log Entry / The End of the Tyke Arc

Well, I guess time flies fast when you're having fun, and it goes faster when you have a monster by your side. A month had already passed since my first encounter with a Tyke, and I've learned a lot from them thanks to Siren. One of the things I learned from her was that there are no male Tykes. Another thing I learned is that most Tykes aren't born; they are made through conversion.

I asked Siren about how she became a Tyke, though she didn't reply, and just kept her mouth shut until she decided to change the topic. She was hiding something... something about her past, and it made her all that tempting to study about. But my objective was not to write a biography about her, or interview her, so it's another story for another time. My objective was to gather every bit information I could get out of her about Tykes in general, and I believe there's more; far more, and some even relates to my new condition.

Over the past weeks, I'd been having this urges for her body; lusting for her presence. Every time I'd see her, I felt like I needed her; she's like my drug, and if I don't have her, I feel all moody and weird. She's getting inside of my head, and each session we had, it just gets worse and worse. I couldn't even sit beside her without having the thought of asking for a quickie with her, and there were times I just found myself sniffing her like a dog, filling my nose with her scent.

It's like a never ending hunger, even though I'm the one being eaten. I just couldn't get enough of her, and I think it'd be best if I get her out of my thoughts for a few weeks. I already asked her about changing her diet for a few days, and thank Celestia she surprisingly agreed. But the look she gave me with her eyes told me not to be so calm about it, and knowing her for a long time now, my guts were telling me she had something under her smile.

A second plan formed on my head, and it'll not only make me forget about my insatiable hunger, but also a great way to unwind... even though I don't do much...

"Do you want to go to the 'Ponyville Summer Harvest Parade'?" I asked Siren.

"What's a parade?" an eyebrow raised as she asked back.

That figures. "Well... it's a huge celebration for everypony; in that time, there're ponies marching on the streets, some driving a parade, and there're a lot of activities you can do, varying from the theme of the parade. And here in Ponyville, we do a yearly 'Summer Harvest Parade'. It'll be fun!" I gave her a smile, which she returned by rolling her eyes. I felt my stomach turning, as if it was begging for me to give her a ride. But a great ounce of willpower was enough to silence it for a moment.

"Sure. Why not?" she returned her gaze back at the photo album she was holding, and then continued on scanning them with a small smirk, laughing silently at the photos that was taken when I was still a foal, and a colt.

As soon as she gave her answer I quickly dismissed her, and then went straight to the bathroom. I faced the mirror above the sink, staring at my sweating reflection. A few short gasps later, I asked myself, "Now where did I leave that magazine...?"

The Living Plant / The Start of the Maredragora Arc

The Living Plant / The Start of the Maredragora Arc

A sweet melody suddenly caressed my ears, filling them with a wonderful and slow tune. That was new... it sounded heavenly... no, hypnotizing, as if it was trying to call me. My body shifted on its own, regardless of still being half-conscious from slumber. Through my cloudy mind, I can hear it clearly, and oh Celestia, was the tune addicting! The hum continued, only growing stronger and stronger. I opened my eyes, as the sound had separated me from sleep, only to be met by the same darkness that filled my eyes earlier.

"Hmm... am I still asleep...?" I asked myself with a groggy voice, and then tried to wipe my eyes open, but found myself unable to do so. "Mm... why can't I..." I continued to struggle, doing my best to raise a hoof, but only to be stopped by a strong resistance. Was I... bound with something? "Siren!" I called out, in hopes of her hearing me. Of course she will; why not? She was only inches away from me when sleeping, since she preferred breakfast in bed, regardless of my defiance.

No response.

"Siren!" I called out once more. Still no response. I felt myself getting impatient -- of course, who wouldn't in such a situation? Plus, knowing Siren very well, this might be one of her weird fetishes she kept shoving down my throat. I took in a deep breath, and then screamed once more, "Sireee" - looking at the bright side, exercising your lungs every morning has its benefits - "eee-- mphh..." I felt something hard being shoved down my mouth, like a pole or something. A sudden weight was placed on my belly, letting me gasp in surprise. Before I could question what was on top of me, a peek of light went through my eyes as a blindfold that covered them was lifted, blinding me momentarily. As soon as my eyes adjusted, I saw Siren sitting on me.

There was an annoyed expression on her face, like there was something wrong. She eyed me for a moment, cocking her head from side to side as she took every bit of my reflection, while I just stared at her, dumbfounded by her sudden inspection.

"Uh... Siren...?"

It took her a moment for her ears to register my voice, before shaking her head, and then letting out a sigh. She removed a pair of pillow that was tied on either of my ears... no wonder I couldn't hear her earlier.

"Yeah, yeah, I hear y'ah," she muttered, as she untied the blanket that bounded me. Was she trying to mummify me?

"What's with the tying me like some sort of package...?" I straightened out my limbs, stretching them with a satisfying crack. She didn't answered my question, and only stared at me more cautiously. "Okay..." I tried to sit up, only to be pushed back down forcefully on the bed. "Hey! I told you no sex for the tim--" I didn't get to finish my retort, as I stared directly at Siren's eyes.

"I know..." she whispered, batting her mesmerizing eyes in a pleading way, "but please... just this time. It's been long since the last time you've fed me, anyway."

My mouth hung agape, and I found myself petrified by her stare. I mean, how could one deny a mare's offer, especially by the way she was staring hungrily at me? Her eyes were pleading, giving me a good view of her mesmerizing emerald eyes; her breathing was... deep and slow, hitting me on the face with its warmth; she was drooling in anticipation, licking her lips multiple times as she prepared them for a long, passionate, sloppy one o' one.

I took a gulp, as a conflict suddenly arose inside of my head: if I agree to have a morning session with her, all of my efforts will lead to nothing, and I don't want it to end worthless. But my other 'head' was saying otherwise, thinking nothing more than getting its hunger, sated. Damn prick ain't helping me in making decisions!

"I-I-I already told you: no for the time being... a-and besides, you already agreed!" I tried my best to convince her, but the stuttering in my voice gave her a hint that I'm not quite sure with my answer.

"I did agree... but what would you feel like when you're forcefully separated from your natural diet...?" she inched her head closer to me, until her nose touched mine, which she emphasized with a cute "boop".

Damn, she has a point...

Siren released her wet tongue from her mouth, giving my muzzle a quick lick, before locking it with hers. The lips she kept working on earlier had its desired effect, quickly dampening my dry rim for a smooth make out session. She attacked me with fervor, wrapping her forelegs around my head in a tight hug. Her moist muscle slithered past my slit, quickly searching for its partner, and inviting it in a game of roughhousing.

In spite of my efforts to resist her tempting offer, I found myself slowly succumbing to her wants. And then, my ears picked it up again; the soothing hum that echoed inside of my bedroom. Something inside of me snapped, making me push Siren off of me by surprise. She landed on her back with an "oof". But I didn't care for her, as I had something far more important inside of my head: knowing where and who holds the captivating voice. But not long enough before it ends quickly, leaving me empty inside.

"What was that...?" I muttered, before staring back at the pissed off mare. Siren looked like she was steaming; her face turning crimson as her cheeks bloated for a second. But what caught my attention was her position: she was spread eagle, giving me a full view of her perfect frame. Now it was my turn to blush, and the hungry monster quickly took notice, using it to her advantage.

She pulled me down using her flexible tail, making me face her now dripping cunt. My eyes felt like they were about to leave their socket, and my pupils quickly shrank down to size as her musk quickly invaded my nostrils; the usual musky scent, mixed with a hint of cherry and grapes, due to her new habit of wasting one fourth of a bottle of shampoo all to herself.

I looked up at her, while she stared back at me with a sly smile, and intimidating eyes.

"Come on, Pico. Drink up while it's still fresh..." she said with a lust-filled voice. I looked back at her folds, admiring its winking nub. As I was about to give it a tentative taste, a loud ringing noise disturbed me from my focus. I glanced at the shrieking alarm clock, narrowing my eyes as I checked the time: 9 A.M.; an hour and a half minutes later than what time I intended to wake up.

"Oh buck!" I quickly rolled off the bed, and walked towards the clock to shut it off. "Did you mess with the alarm clock!?" I asked Siren, who only stared at me with a face that obviously say, "Are you kidding me?"

"No..." she replied, before standing up on the bed, and then marching through the door, and heading downstairs. She just left me alone in the room, with nothing else to do, than accept the fact and let out a sigh.

An hour and a half minute later than what time I intended to wake up. My guess was that the town street might already be getting filled up by ponies. But hey, looking at the bright side: I managed to escape Siren's clutches. It's either that my lucky day was just starting, or she was just having a bad one. But playing it safe, I decided that it was best to avoid her more than usual, as she looked a bit more aggressive -- or rather, possessive.

And as what I'd just said, I decided to avoid her as best as I can in the morning. The first thing I did after I went downstairs was head to the kitchen, not minding her as she just sat like a couch potato on the sofa. I prepared her breakfast, as always, but did so like I was just offering a wind some air. Our discussion was just simple; topics that I simply answered with either a yes or no, even though I didn't listened much.

After that, a quick shower in the bathroom, and thank Celestia she wasn't as noisy as she was used to be. Taking a shower while somepony knocks on the door while repeatedly calling your name like a maniac can sometimes get a little unnerving, you know?

Once I was done, she took her turn, while I groom myself and then waited for her to finish, which exactly takes about half an hour, due to her, doing something expected from a Tyke that is sensitive to hot water. To expect that she was used to that kind of treatment, I guess not.

So after that, she's finished, and I'm also finished, we were set to leave the house. And I'd say, today's morning was fruitless, compared to what happened during the past days and weeks.

I checked if I had everything I need on me, and when I meant everything, I just meant my camera that was mounted on my shoulders. I gave Siren a final glance, making sure that she's wearing her attire, before finally leaving.

As expected, ponies were already piling up in town square, where all of the floats were parked before the parade starts. The setting was beautiful; banners that read, "Ponyville Summer Harvest Parade" were hung around the place; there were strings with different varieties of colors were tied from one light post, to another; stalls were built up around the place by vendors; ponies who were festive enough wore hats, adorned with fruits or vegetables, and some were both. Now that made me wish that I should had gotten Siren something that relates to the theme, rather than just a costume of black and white. Well, there were some stalls that sold those particular items.

I took a quick shot of the amazing carts that were made to look like fruits and vegetables, ranging from apples, cabbages, pumpkin, etc.

"Woah..." the awestruck Tyke said, hovering closer and closer to the colorful mobiles.

"Hey, Siren. Those aren't real, you know?" I warned her, snapping her out of her trance.

"I know that... I'm not that stupid..." she huffed, as she slowly descended back on the ground. Ouch...

"Ponies, make way for the floats, as they are about to move!" Mayor Mare's voice echoed through the speaker, catching the attention of the mob. A huge way was suddenly made, big enough for the floats to make way. I quickly followed the crowd, getting a place in it that gave me an ugly view: behind a huge technicolor wall. Well... I got no choice now, do I?

I prepared my camera, waiting for the first float to drive in: an apple. I held my camera up high, standing on my rear legs, awkwardly, just to get a shot of the scene.

Flash!

"Well that's one..." I muttered, before going back on all fours again. Second float: a banana. Another flash. "Got it..." third float: an orange. Fourth float: a watermelon. Fifth float: a banana. Sixth: a potato. More and more floats came rushing in, giving me no time to get a good look at every one of them, as the crowd in front of me started to get wild.

I just hope Siren's getting a better view, than what I'm having, I thought to myself, before glancing at my shoulder. "Hey, Siren, you okay back... there..." and just like a stallion with a memory of a gold fish, I forgot that Siren had wings, and was more amazed as she saw that the plastic plants were not just huge, but were also moving. It didn't take long, before she finally joined the roar of the crowds, swaying her limbs from left to right, and back and forth.

"Well... at least she's getting a good view..." I tried my hardest to get at least a good angle shot of the scene. Once again, I stood on my hind legs, and raised my hooves up high, struggling to keep my balance. "Just a little... hm!" my camera went flying away from my hooves, as Siren accidentally knocked it, and even detached it from the mount. It landed on the ground with a sickening 'crack!' Its parts flinging away from its main body, and its sensitive lens burst into pieces.

I stared at it idly, trying to search the right reaction to use at the next moment. I gazed Siren above me, who was still enjoying the parade, unbeknownst to her that she just broke one of my equipment. "Siren..." I muttered coldly. Though, it didn't grab her attention, but I can't blame her; it's just really noisy at the moment. "Siren." I increased my voice a little bit, which ended up the same way.

Accepting my defeat, I just let out a sigh; it's more formal, than screaming loudly at her in the middle of the crowd. I walked sluggishly towards my camera, reluctantly picking it up using my teeth. I went back to Siren to inform her that I'm going back home, which, I guess she also didn't hear. Well, she knew the way back to my house, since I'd already given her a tour in the town, and also, she's already a full grown mare now. Besides, this was her first time seeing a parade, so letting it pass might be a good enough choice. But just wait until she gets back home.

The way to my house was quiet, like a ghost town or something, due to most of the residence were at the parade. The noise of thundering screams started to lower down, as I reached a distance between them. Well, at least the quietness was something to savor at this moments.

I reached the doorstep of my humble abode, twisting the doorknob and taking a step inside. My ear suddenly twitched, and the same familiar melody suddenly surrounded me. "Hmm...?" by instincts, I quickly craned my neck, staring at the front of my house. I glanced from left to right, trying to find where it was coming from. Definitely coming from the opposite side of the parade, which leads to the park. And just like earlier, not long before it ended.

Curiousness hit me, making me throw my now useless item on the couch, and then head back outside.

I galloped towards the park, making no stops or whatsoever. Just, what if I missed the chance of knowing who, or what might be the one making the wonderful music?

As expected, it was just like the abandoned streets of the town. Nopony, except for me. I scanned the area, taking cautious steps while doing so. Trees. Trees. Trees. Bench. Fountain. Trees. More trees. Most of the things that crosses my vision were either patches of green, or just some benches.

But there was a certain thing that seized my interest, and it was another plant-life. Though, there was something that made it stand out from most of them, and I even thought it was another equine being in a distance.

First off: it was something new. I may only visit the park, rarely, but I'm a hundred percent sure that it was newly planted. Second: the size. I mean, it was almost the same size of a pony; standing in front of it, the flower petals were inches higher above my head, and also had a distinct shape of a real pony. Third: I've never seen that type of plant before, but the flower looked... recognizable... Not even my books showed me something like that. Or maybe I just forgot?

I took a closer inspection, mesmerized by the plant itself. It released off a strong fragrance, and oddly familiar scent. I knew it, but I just couldn't put my tongue on it. I walked around it, admiring its odd curve. That confirmed it; very pony-like indeed. The figure looked like a standing mare, with the flower looking like a crown on its head; it had a green coat -- odd for a plant to possess fur, and behind its well rounded... plot?... was a long leaf that looked like a tail. It even had four stems that looked like legs, but the rear ones had thorns, and were buried inches below the ground.

I just wished I had my camera with me. Taking a picture of the plant would've been great. I took a seat in front of it, taking a closer look at its face-like features. I narrowed my eyes, moved my head from side to side, just to get a good view of it. I just couldn't get enough of it. And maybe the plant itself got annoyed at me, since it started to move, and I meant move, as in uprooted its stems from the ground.

"Ah!!!" I stumbled backwards, landing on my back as the plant took its turn to look at me. It had a pair of purple eyes, blinking it a few times as the freaky pony inched towards me. I felt like running away, yet found myself stuck in place. In just a few seconds, she was now on top of me, exchanging breaths with me as my snout touched hers. Ha! I would be amazed at seeing a plant that was breathing through a nose, if I didn't feel like passing out right now.

It slowly placed a dirt-covered hoof on my face, making me irk slightly. A smile suddenly formed on its face, before leaning on my shoulder. Even at the verge of panic, I still find the smile, kind of cute. Then I heard it; the soft music I was looking for. She was the one who was making it; singing it.

I found my body calming down; my mouth stopped from convulsing; my limbs felt numb; my eyes were dropping slightly; my five senses felt dull. I couldn't hear anything; feel anything; smell anything; hear anything...except... except for the thing that was giving me a lullaby.

In what seemed like eternity, it finally leaned back, staring at me with a gleeful expression. Though, it took me a few more seconds to notice it; my mind was so sluggish, and the only thing that was clear inside of my head was... sex...? A sudden heat grew between my thighs, and I instantly knew what it was... and it meant trouble.

My eyes were pinned to the plant, now staring at it with a new perspective. I tried moving my head closer to it, trying to see what it would feel like watering it with my own fluids. But just before my lips could touch its lips, I snapped back, noticing what I was about to do. I almost tried to kiss a strange creature!

I banged my head violently, trying to gather all of my senses. I looked back at the plant, staring at me worriedly. "S-s-s-sorry..." I said to it, before crawling away, trying to avoid doing something far more risky than a simple peck on the lips. But a strong tug on my tail kept me from doing so, and as I glanced over my shoulder, I saw it gritting my tail between its teeth. She gave it another tug, before turning around, and then raising the long leaf at the end of her body.

Oh buck! My thoughts went wild as soon as she revealed that she was a 'SHE'! Between her thighs was small, puckered asshole, and a dark green lips with an obvious nub, giving me a wink that made my cock twitch in reaction. She was dripping wet... like she was in heat and was waiting to be mounted.

She craned her head to look at me. "Ah!" was the first thing that escaped her lips, before lowering her torso on the ground, and raising her ass up high.

In Equestria, Mother Nature Literally Fucks You [CLOP]

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Planting a New Seed

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It's Not Always About Food [CLOP]

It's Not Always About Food [CLOP]

"Okay... this isn't going to be so hard," I said in my thoughts. "Just describe what she looks like." I looked up to Siren, who was hovering around the kitchen. Her short, pink colored mane flowed in the breeze. Under the black dress she was wearing was her purple coat. Her bat-like wings flapped gently, like a carefree bird. By watching how her tail swished back and forth, you could already tell how much of a happy-go-lucky pony she is. At least, that's how I saw her, even with the way she'd been treating me.

"Wait... that doesn't seem right," I thought to myself as I shut the notebook. "Maybe I should just eat first." I gazed at the plate beside the pad. On top of it: a banana muffin, a tomato and lettuce sandwich, and two slices of buttered toast. Enough for somepony who hadn't eaten in a whole day. Or at least, for me it was enough.

I grabbed the sandwich and took a small bite. The taste of the mayonnaise, along with the crunchy texture of the lettuce and the sour taste of tomato was satisfying. As I savoured the sandwich it made me wonder: whatever did happen to the sandwiches that I threw while I was running away from the timberwolves? It's not like they ate them... at least, I didn't see them eat them. Or maybe I was just too focused on running away. But enough worries, I just wanted to focus on my breakfast.

I took another mouth-full bite from the sandwich. Oh Celestia how hungry I was. That time was one of the best moments of my life. Or, that's what my stomach was thinking.

"You seem to be enjoying yourself too much," Siren suddenly called out, making me choke from the sudden 'interruption'. I coughed a few times, trying to calm the itch on my throat.

I took a few moments to swallow my food before replying, "Yes, I was," I turned to Siren, who's hovering just above my head. "Until somepony here had to ruin the moment." I gave her a smile.

"Well, I thought your soul was travelling into the distance—,"Siren stretched out her forelegs to the front, dramatically "—and maybe snapping you back to reality might help."

"Well it did snap me back to reality." I got off from my wooden chair and walked to the sink for a glass of water. "But it was a good moment," I added as I filled the glass, then drank the whole thing with one gulp.

"I was just trying to help." Siren fluttered over my breakfast plate, stanching up my only muffin.

"You could help by not eating the only banana muffin I have." I put down the glass and stepped towards her.

"This doesn't look like any fruits I know." She took a small bite, chewing the treat as she tried to taste it. "Well it does taste like a banana though." She brought the muffin closer to her mouth again.

"Oh yeah, where do you guys get fruits and vegetables from a place near Tartarus?" I took a seat in front of the table.

"Sometimes, we roam to different places to hunt food."

"So is that how your pack got here?" I grabbed a piece of toast.

"Actually, we got here because of Cerberus. We followed him after he left the gates of Tartarus a little while back."

"Oh... I remember that. And then the town's librarian brought Cerberus back." I took a bite of the toast. "I still can't believe that an ordinary unicorn could just... barge into the depths of Tartarus and bring back the three headed dog." I said in-between bites. "But then again, she is the student of Celestia." I swallowed the food.

After I had consumed by breakfast, I moved the plate away and then opened the notebook again. I quickly moved to the back of the page, and then grabbed the pencil that was placed over my ear (Which I had no idea that it's been there the whole time).

"Now that you had your breakfast, continue on writing," I murmured.

"Don't mind if I look around the house, do you?" Siren asked.

"No," I replied without looking up to her. Maybe allowing her permission to wander the house would mean that I could have a peace of mind as she distracted herself.

"If you say so."

"Yeah, yeah, sure." I gestured towards her to leave. I stared at the paper in front of me.

Tyke

A creature that lives near Tartarus. Travel in packs. Source of food: semen and sexual energies.

"Time to write," I thought as I touched the tip of my pencil to the pad. "A Tyke, although having the appearance of an ordinary equine, has several notable physiological differences, from the its two small horns to its thin, long tail that with a heart-shaped tip. Not to mention the weird diet." I stared at the paper for a moment. "No, really weird." I chuckled a bit.

"Their natural habitat is the area surrounding Tartarus, although they have been known to wander to further lands following Cerberus.

"They are also selfish." I again, stopped for a moment. "Very selfish, considering that they fight for food from one another, despite supposedly being a team. Hearing directly from a Tyke, their body parts could be used in brewery, making them a prize to some potion makers, and some alchemist." I stared at what I've written on the paper. "Maybe I should not have included the two last sentences." I erased the last two sentences, trying to avoid something that could lead to endangerment.

"A Tyke may make deals with a pony in exchange for food. But be warned when making contracts with them: they can be very tricky when it comes to negotiations." I laid down the pencil beside the paper. "Done, now let's see how many pages I have used." My mouth hanged open, upon seeing that I had only used half of the page.  "This... is... useless..." I lowered my head, thinking that no matter what I would do, it still wasn't enough.

My ears perked up as I heard sounds of water streaming. I got off from the seat and then walked into the living room. The sound got even louder. Must be coming from the bathroom. Sure enough, the source of the noise was at the other side of the bathroom door.

I placed an ear on the bathroom door. Along with the noise of water streaming, feminine moans could be heard.

"And just what in the name of Celestia is Siren doing?" I mumbled as I opened the door. Thick mist surrounded the whole bathroom. Warm air had clung around my body, reminding me of a sauna of a spa. "Geeze, extra steamy in here... is this even my bathroom?" I tiptoed deeper into the small bathroom and found myself in front of my shower booth.

Siren was to be found inside, out of her ripped clothes that were laying on the floor. Her back was turned to the shower head, streaming down warm waters. Her left cheek was pressed against the tiled wall of the bathroom, and both of her fore-hooves were between her hind-legs. It was surprising, to say the least, to see the mare like that in a bathroom. But it didn't bother me at all, partly because I couldn't really consider her an ordinary mare, but also the fact that I was too busy thinking how long the shower had been turned on.

"How's your, mpff... story?" Siren asked as she opened her eyes, slowly.

"Meh... even I wished it was just a story. And will you please stop wasting the water? I don't want to pay a lot just for the water bills." I tried to place a hoof on the valve, but Siren quickly grabbed my foreleg with her tail, like a snake and its prey. It amazed me how she could have full control of her tail movement.

"Don't be such a killjoy." She pulled me inside by the leg, warm water hitting my coat as she guided me under the shower's stream. Siren slowly let go of my leg and turned around to face me. "You said something about reconsidering. Ain't this the right time?"

Like I said: I'm not really dense when it comes to sex. And it's hard to reject an invitation like that, straight from the mare. So I didn't have second thoughts to obliged.

I stared down into her sparkling emerald eyes, then slowly leaned in closer to her. My lips, just an inch or two away from her muzzle. But just before my muzzle met hers...

"Just let me turn off the shower first." I tried to turn around, but she placed both of her hooves on either side of my cheeks, keeping my head still.

"You just don't give up, do you?" She asked in a sultry tone, before pulling me in for a kiss. Her tongue tapped against my lips, as if it was begging for me to let it inside my mouth. I parted my lips, just enough for her to slip in. I felt her, brushing against my gums on the back of my teeth. It took her a few seconds before moving onto my tongue. She lapped on it like a lustful predator. Or maybe because she's one.

I let her lap on my tongue for a few seconds, before moving away to get a quick breath, and then dove back in to return the kiss. I pressed my muzzle against hers with more force, earning me a soft moan from her. Using my tongue, I wrestled with hers. Her legs started to tremble, making it easily for me to push her. As we both walked backwards, I started shifting my head, getting her in every angle I could manage.

Her haunches had finally met the wall. I stood on my hind-legs, and then wrapped both of my forelegs around her belly; my hooves on either side of her flanks. I lifted her up, high enough for a straight eye-to-eye contact with her. Her back pressed against the tiled wall. Her hind-legs were wrapped around my waist. Both of her forelegs were wrapped around my neck. Between my belly and hers was my throbbing member.

"So... is that a morning wood I feel, or are you just too happy to have me?" Siren asked as she giggled softly.

"Just the spirit of moment." I smirked. "...you seem to be more sensitive than last time?"

"It's just the warm water that gets me." She cooed.

"Well then, I got something warmer than a little shower" I raised her up, holding her dripping marehood just above my length. I lowered her down, slowly; my member, prodding her cunt. Her slit parted as the tip of my stallionhood started to make its way inside of her hot, tight hole.

We both let out a muffled moan as her pink fold clung tightly around my shaft. More of her juices dripped down from her sex, and down to my balls. The muscles inside of her cunt, tensed up, making entry harder. Her grip on me had tightened a bit as I finally managed to fit my length inside of her.

I panted heavily for a moment, catching up to my breath, trying to ease into the pleasure. I buried my face onto her wet neck, making her purr slightly.

After a few second, I looked straight at her half-opened eyes.

"Ready?" I asked.

Siren nodded. And with that, I pulled back my throbbing member, until the only half of it was inside of her. With one powerful thrust, my hips connected to her thighs, producing a wet slap.

"Hng..." we both grunted in unison as the sheer pleasure shot through us. I pulled back my lubricated shaft and trust it back in. I pumped in her in a slow pace. Pre-cum leaked from the tip of my stallionhood, as the walls of her cunt started to tighten.

"Oh sweet candy-covered Celestia," I murmured. I closed my eyes, focusing on the amazing pleasure that surrounded my shaft. The scent of Siren's juices had filled the air, along with the sound of water streaming and our heavy moaning.

I increased my speed, as my pre-cum, and her natural lubricant had made it easy for my cock to slip in and out of her. I opened my eyes, slowly, as I felt something brushing against my nuts, like the tip of a paintbrush. The feather-like touch of Siren's tail was too much for me to bear.

I grunted loudly, only to be silenced by her muzzle. She forced her tongue deep inside of my mouth. She would part from the kiss for a second, only to be found diving in for another. My hind-legs started to tremble, aching from trying to hold the two of us up.

I tried to keep my balance for just a little longer, or just long enough to finish. I could tell that Siren was also at her limit, as she started jerking her hind-legs towards me, meeting my thrusts. The force of her kiss made me lean backwards. But I kept her back pinned on the wall.

She pulled out from the kiss, and then yelled, "I'm cumming!!!" her winged flapped uncontrollably. The walls of her sex tried to milk my shaft furiously, making it harder to pull out of her.

I too, reached my climax, but I didn't have time to release it inside of her mouth. Instead, my member shot four string of semen on our chin. The world felt like it was spinning around me as I reached my climax. The white, creamy substance dribbled down from the end of my jaw.

Exhausted and panting, the two of us slid down the wall. I lazily stared at Siren, who looked at me with a sultry grin.

"Does that count as breakfast for you?" I asked with a quiet chuckle.

"Is my stomach connected to my chin?"

"Then... do you want another round?" I raised an eyebrow.

"I'm not actually hungry," Siren shook her head.

"Then why did you just rut me?"

"I don't know. Maybe because it's fun for me?" She flapped her wings, fluttering away from my forelegs, then back onto the floor.

"I thought you only have sex for food?" I turned to her as I stood on all fours.

"What, do you think the ONLY meaning of sex for us is food? Of course not." Siren stood in front of the showerhead, letting the warm waters flow across her. "Also, you might want to include that in your studies. You seemed to be too focused on the outer appearance of your subject. You forgot to include the inner as well."

"What do you mean?"

"Do I have to explain everything to you?" Siren asked in an irritated tone.

"It's not my fault that I don't know the right way of observing, unlike you. Why do you even know the right way?"

"Being a hunter means that you need to be very observant. Why did you think I would follow you? I know that you can't fly. I know that you can't get yourself out of the forest. I know that you're the kind of pony who has a cat-like curiosity, I know that you're-."

"Okay, too much information," I interrupted her, "I'll try to be more... 'observant', just calm down."

"Great, then I'm going to stand in front of whatever this thing-a-majig is called." Siren turned her back on me.

"It's called a shower," I moved beside her. "And maybe you're right. A morning shower does sound nice."