The desperate trophy wife

The stallion staggered back. “No way lady! Not a chance in hay!” he stammered as he feverishly backpedalled. I gasped in shock as I tried to corner him, my more primitive and lustful side taking over.

“Are you serious!? Am I not good enough for you or something!?” I scowled as I turned around and waved my rear at him in plain view for his eyes to gaze upon. I felt my cunt twitch as I burned for the need to have him stuff me.

“Guh… I can’t! Fancy Pants would have me buried alive” the stallion gasped. He wasn’t even that attractive and he was turning me down. When I say not attractive I mean hideous. He was scrawny, pale white, his fur was goddess awful and ragged and he had a severe case of acne.

I spun around and grabbed him by the collar of his jacket. “You’re going to rut me or so help me Celestia I’m going to rut you” I scowled, not having any control on myself whatsoever. I had never had the problem with heat before. Fancy Pants had always been home when I entered my heat cycle and had always satisfied my lustful needs.

“Please don’t hurt me” the stallion sobbed as he began to cry. His sudden emotional outbreak snapped me back to reality. What was I doing? I was about to rape a poor innocent young stallion.

“I’m so sorry. Please don’t tell any-pony” I whispered then quickly galloped out of the alleyway where I had chased him down. I looked both ways on the street and chose to go right. I fled the scene and made for someplace convenient that wouldn’t at all be in any sort of way arousing.

As I rounded the corner I spotted the doughnut store and quickly decided it was a good place to cool down. A bunch of slobs in eating pastries sounded like a huge turn-off.

I slowed my pace to a slow trot and entered the doughnut shop which was actually empty, minus the owner who stood behind the counter.

I shrugged, figuring it still was a fine place to cool down. I sat down across from him and smiled to him. He returned the smile though without the same enthusiasm that I had.

“Afternoon ma’am. What can I get yah?” he asked and I shook my hoof.

“Oh nothing, thank you. Just needed some place to cool down” I told him.

“Oh… well in that case” he said and trotted over to the air conditioner then cranked it. The air conditioner hummed and began to spit out chilly cold air that sent shivers down my back.

“Not exactly what I had in mind but thank you. It is rather hot out don’t you think?” I asked and the owner simply shrugged. Joe I think his name was. “Fleur de Lis, but you may call me Fleur” I told him and he nodded.

“Joe… but uhh… you can call me Joe… if you want” he told me as he extended his hoof to greet me. I had met him before but he was something of a klutz.

“Well Joe, it’s a pleasure to meet you” I told him with a genuine smile. He gulped shyly and blushed.

“Pleasure’s all mine ma’am, I assure you” he said very timidly. We began to converse about little things then I felt the burn of passion return to the crevice between my legs. The smell of my arousal filled the air and he sniffed suddenly. “You smell that… it smells like” he began.

“Buck” I whispered under my breath and he raised an eyebrow from the comment.

“What’s that?”

“Oh nothing… just saying how… Chuck was talking about…” I trailed off as I tried to think of a convenient lie. “Bucking” I said and he raised a worried eyebrow. “Trees” I told him and he looked both ways with unease. “Apple trees, he was apple bucking” I told him and the statement made Joe relax.

But the sudden arousal wouldn’t leave my loins and I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to force away the pleasure. “Something wrong?” Joe asked and I shook my head.

“No, nothing” I quickly lied. I secretly slipped my hoof down to my already soaking wet lips and began to rub myself, no-pony could see me since it was only Joe and I and Joe wouldn’t be able to see me from where he was standing.

We began to talk about random things but I found it difficult to concentrate as I pleasured myself. “Oh buck yes” I moaned and the sudden outburst made Joe gulp.

“Excuse me?” he asked and I rolled my eyes as I felt myself lose control of again. I literally lept up onto the counter and waved my twitching cunt in front of his face.

“Rut me Joe, I know you want to” I pleaded and he gulped.

“WHAT!? I can’t. Fancy Pants would have me shut down” Joe gasped and I rolled my eyes as I tried to press my snatch against his face but he ducked it and I fell back onto the floor behind the counter.

“Enough about Fancy Pants! Stuff your cock inside my pussy and rut me!” I ordered him but he quickly lept over the counter and rushed into the washroom, locking the door behind him. I suddenly realized that I was losing it again and had to settle down or some-pony would alert the authorities. That would be something I really didn’t need.

I quickly fled the doughnut shop and rushed away from it as fast as I could. No-pony would rut me. They were all too afraid of what my husband might do to them. I shook my head, I’d need to find some-pony more… brave and courageous, some-pony who wasn’t afraid of my husband.

Maybe Shining Armor… no he got married. I cursed to myself then my thoughts were interrupted by a voice calling out to ponies. “Hey-hey man, wanna buy an apple, just one bit whatta yah say, no…”

I followed the sound of the voice and as I came around a corner I spotted a large bipedal creature with camouflage fatigues on. It was tall, probably standing twice as tall as I did. It had a fairly white complexion to its skin with a brown mane. But what was most curious was how it stood on its hindlegs and those little finger looking things on its hands that helped it grip the apple. The creature almost looked like a monkey but had a better posture and was able to talk and didn’t have all the body fur.

He approached a nearby mare. “Hey lady wanna buy an apple, I’ll give you a terrific deal. Two apples for one bit” he offered but the mare raised her snout and trotted away. I heard him mutter something to himself under his breath then approached another pony who was a stallion.

“Hey good buddy, good pal. Wanna apple. Just one bit and you get three apples” he offered but the stallion turned him down and walked away. The creature muttered to himself again.

I approached him but he saw my approach and immediately walked up to me. “He pink lady, want to buy an apple. I’ll cut
you some slack, four apples for just one bit!” he said excitedly but I shook my head.

He turned away and tried to play his sales with some-pony else and I followed close behind him.

“Excuse me?” I asked and he turned to me. “What exactly are you? I’ve never seen something quite like yourself before” I asked and he sighed.

“I’m an animal. Hey you wanna buy an apple?” he asked but I shook my head again.

“So… are you related to monkeys or…” I trailed off my question for him to answer but he didn’t give me a very good answer.

“Yeah, sure why not. Everything in this messed up world thinks I’m an animal anyway” he told me.

I let out a flustered sigh of irritation. “I would like to know just exactly what you are” I told and he looked to me and laughed.

“Well I’ll be damned. Some-pony in this stuck up town who actually gives a shit. Alright missy let me enlighten you. I am a human. Now do you want an apple or do you want to keep wasting my time?” he asked. His attitude and tone really got me steamed.

“I’ll have you know that I am Mrs. Fleur de Lis!” I exclaimed and he chuckled.

“Oh I know. You’re that trophy wife of Fancy Pants. The one he bones when he’s in this town” he chuckled and I gasped.

“Do not say such insulting things about my husband!” I hissed and he laughed.

“Okay, how about this. You’re the one he ruts while he’s in Canterlot” he told me and I curled my lips in anger. How dare he talk about Fancy Pants in such a way.

“How dare you speak of my husband with such profanity!” I yelled and he chuckled.

“What’s wrong? Fancy never tell you about little Cherry Jubilee in Dodge Junction… or Daisy in Manehatten?” he laughed and I raised my voice in anger.

“My husband would not cheat on me!” I yelled and he laughed again.

“Whatever you tell yourself to sleep at night. Hey buddy wanna buy an apple?” he asked Prince Blueblood, who was trotting by.

“Oh goddess. A street vendor, ech!” he gasped in disgust. It made me smile to have some-pony talk to this human like that.

As Blueblood trotted away in his snooty little way I heard the human mutter to himself. “No good, cock sucking, mother fucking asshole. Stupid prick has a fucking pickle jammed up his ass is what his problem is” he muttered to himself.

“Such profanity!” I gasped and he laughed again.

“Lady why are you still here?” he asked then sniffed the air. “Oh that’s right… yeah not gonna happen” he said.

“What’s not gonna happen?”

“I’m not fucking you. You think that just because you’re high and mighty that someone like me would feel honoured to have you wanting me but I can read you like a book. You’re in heat and no-pony will rut you. Fancy Pants is off to Marevada to bone Lily Cactus while” he began but I cut him off.

“How did you know he’s going to Marevada?” I snapped and he chuckled. I realized at that moment that this entire marriage had been a lie. Fancy Pants just wanted me as a trophy wife, some-pony to show off with. I cursed myself for letting him pull wool over my eyes this entire time.

“Yeah like I was saying, I ain’t gonna fuck yah. You’re on your own” he said then began to try and sell the apples again.

“I apologize for the way we started off. Do you think we could start again? I am Fleur de Lis, Mrs. Fleur de Lis but if you’d like you can just call me Fleur” I said with a heavy tone of sorrow in my voice.

He looked back to me and sighed as he tossed an apple a few inches into the air with continuousness while he looked to me. He tossed the apple high up in the air and without ever taking his gaze from my eyes, caught the apple then took a crunch out of it.

He mouthed around the bite of apple then swallowed. “Alright then… My name’s Dale” he said as he extended his hand.