Fucking Bonbon... 9


                                            >"Anon... Anon, it's time to get up, Hon."

                                            >You groan, trying to ignore the voice that was trying to get you up

                                            >You were barely conscious but even you knew that right now (whatever time it was) was no time to get up

                                            >Dreamland still had so many wonders that you wanted to explore

                                            >And to do anything other than that was heresy of the highest order

                                            >And papa didn't raise no heretic

                                            >Your tormentor giggles as you roll over and nuzzling into your pillow

                                            >"Come on, sleepyhead. You gotta go to work."

                                            >You tense as you feel something warm and soft pressing itself against the back of your neck

                                            >"So rise and shine! Bonnie's making breakfast again and she wants us down in the kitchen soon."

                                            >While a reasonable man would have thought over the mystery person's proposal you weren't a reasonable man

                                            >Like at all

                                            >So FUCK that

                                            >Grumbling again you curl into a ball, wrapping your blankets firmly around you

                                            >Though you didn't say anything you were sure your modest counterproposal was heard loud and clear

                                            >Whoever was harassing you could come back in... two or three hours if he or she really wanted to talk business...

                                            >Your grumbling became a little louder when you felt a pair of furry hooves wrap around your middle and gently tug you

                                            >"Come on, Nonny."

                                            >The back of your neck was once again kissed

                                            >"Come on, Hon."

                                            >You felt a pair of soft lips graze your cheek

                                            >"Early to bed, early to rise, Fingers."

                                            >With each kiss your tormentor keeps gently but firmly tugging on your blankets

                                            >Though you try to resist you're too tired, and slowly but surely you find yourself being pulled out of your little sleep ball

                                            >And that was bad

                                            >You liked going into your little sleep ball

                                            >It kept you warm and made you feel safe

                                            >Like an armadillo

                                            >A sexy armadillo

                                            >Your tired mind chugs along, trying to figure out how to solve this dilemma

                                            >Though it takes a minute a thought comes, and with a grunt you roll around and wrap your arms around your attacker in a classic snuggle sleeper hold

                                            >You hear another giggle as you nuzzle against a soft, furry chest, thin mints assaulting your nose as you try to settle yourself

                                            >"Stop being so silly and get up, Nonny." the mystery pony said, patting the top of your head

                                            >You just hug harder, hoping that your attacker would get the idea and fall asleep

                                            >Sleep was good

                                            >Sleep solved every problem

                                            >The world would be a better place if everyone just went to sleep

                                            >Though you had thought that your snuggle-based attack was a masterful stroke of genius there was one major flaw in its defense

                                            >And to your horror your opponent was about to use that to her advantage

                                            >You make a face as you're pulled upwards and your cheeks are squeezed

                                            >"Come on, Nonny! Let's get a move on, Nonny!" you attacker sing-songed, kissing your nose

                                            >You tried to move away but hooves firmly held your face in place as the kissing assault continued

                                            >Not a single bit of your face was left untouched either

                                            >Cheeks, nose, chin, forehead, lips, your attacker kissed these and more without mercy

                                            >The monster

                                            >Though you did your best to ignore it you soon found yourself fully awake

                                            >And with a few more kisses your found one of your eyes slowly cracking open to see Lyra, her golden eyes shining and her mane all messy, looking at you with a smile

                                            >"There we are," she cooed, giving you a peck on the lips

                                            >Begrudgingly you returned the kiss, leaning forward and pressing your nose against your marefriend's

                                            "I don't wanna get up," you mumble, your voice thick with sleep

                                            >Lyra nuzzles you

                                            >"I know you don't want to, Hon, but you gotta," she says, one of her hooves rubbing your back

                                            >Lyra rubs her nose against yours and her smile turned mischievous

                                            >"Why don't the two of us have a little fun to REALLY help you wake up?~" she cooed, her hoof leaving her back and slowly traveling downward

                                            >Nope

                                            >Nope!

                                            >None of that!

                                            >Both of your eyes snap open as you grabbed your marefriend's hoof

                                            "If we start doing that I'm going to get yelled at for being late again," you say with a yawn

                                            >A whine escaped Lyra's throat as she rubbed herself against you

                                            >"Oh come on! It'll be a quicky, I promise."

                                            >Lyra tried to lean in for a kiss but you beat her to the punch, leaning up and kissing her forehead

                                            "Not right now, Hon. Like you said I gotta get up for work and shit."

                                            >Quickly rolling out of your bed you hop to your feet and make the trek to your bathroom

                                            >Though it STILL felt weird that you turned down sex it was something that you had needed to do on an almost regular bases

                                            >It had been a couple of months since you started "dating" Lyra and Bonnie Buns, and it had honestly been... something

                                            >Your house had girly shit all through it and the smell of candy and thin mints was on everything,

                                            >You included

                                            >Your bathroom had been renovated and a big ass bathtub had been put in

                                            >Your mornings were now filled with even more hugs and kisses and nuzzles and blowjobs than before

                                            >And all of it was starting to feel... normal

                                            >Welcomed even

                                            >Flipping on your bathroom light you quickly turn on your shower, grab yourself a toothbrush, rip off your PJ's, and hop into the shower so you could wash yourself and brush your teeth

                                            >You were multitasking like a motha fucker

                                            >"Monkey! Hurry up in there before your eggs get cold!"

                                            "I just got in the fucking shower!" you yell, spitting out a mouthful of toothpaste. "It's going to take a little bit."

                                            >Through your bathroom door you could hear a snort

                                            >"You know your boss wouldn't yell at you for being late if you didn't roll around your bed for twenty minutes being a baby right?"

                                            >Blinking slowly, still trying to get the sleep out of your eyes, you frown

                                            "Fuck off and just wait a minute for the fucking eggs!"

                                            >"Nope, I'm making them now! If you get them cold you're getting them cold!"

                                            >...Fucking Bonbon...

                                            >Over the last month you had managed to read all of the books that Twiggles had given you

                                            >And boy did you learn some shit

                                            >While you kind of knew that most ponies practiced the whole polygamy thing you REALLY didn't know in depth it went

                                            >Or who weird it got

                                            >Apparently mares grouped themselves into little herds and tried to go and get themselves a man

                                            >If they did get a horse man they had to go ahead and "mark" him

                                            >And they did this different ways

                                            >For earth ponies they fucked the male until he passes the fuck out, just like what Bonbon did to you

                                            >For unicorns the mares sit on the males horn

                                            >Though you didn't have a horn Lyra sure as hell made do

                                            >And for Pegasi...

                                            >Well, who the fuck cares about bird horses?

                                            >...Fucking bird horses...

                                            >...Playing around in your fucking bird baths...

                                            >After the mares went ahead and got their stank on their guy now they had to go ahead and keep him

                                            >Which explained Bonbon's aggression

                                            >And Lyra's sudden and aggressive change of character

                                            >Mares that didn't have a herd or mares that were in a herd but didn't have a stallion became more flirtatious to any newly-marked stallions, either hoping to steal him away from his herd or get him to add the mares to his herd

                                            >Which explained a hell of a lot of things when you read it actually

                                            >Roseluck wasn't the only little horse that tried to make the moves on you whenever Lyra or Bonbon weren't around

                                            >Cheerilee had made a pass at you, as did some of the nurse horses and even a unicorn or two

                                            >Some of them were subtle about it

                                            >Others... not so much

                                            >A few of the bird horses tried to make a pass at you but those little niggas knew you weren't too fond of them

                                            >...The little fuckers knew what they did...

                                            >So mares flirting with you wasn't that big of a deal

                                            >And, after a hell of a long talk between you, Bonnie, and Lyra, it was made into an even smaller deal

                                            >The couple of days after that little thunderstorm had been... kinda rough honestly

                                            >Lyra and Bonbon had been terrified that you were going to dump them and you were (kinda) scared that you were going to lose your favorite little horses

                                            >None of you wanted another fight

                                            >And none of you wanted to just blow up on the other because of something that one of you didn't understand

                                            >So yeah...

                                            >For a while it wasn't all that fun

                                            >But, as stated before, you had one hell of a heart to heart with the little mares

                                            >You talked, they talked, both sides explained things (things that you understood a little more after finishing those books) and everyone came away from it better equipped to deal with this situation

                                            >Though they were still a little protective of you both of your marefriends eased off considerably, and they even made it a point to leave you alone every once in awhile

                                            >And you made it a point to get a little more touchy feely, huggy kissy with them whenever you could

                                            >There might have been a bump along the road here and there but that was alright

                                            >Now the three of you were in this together

                                            >And you couldn't be happier about it

                                            >Quickly finishing your shower and getting dressed you hurry down the stairs and into the kitchen

                                            >Like it had since Bonbon and Lyra "moved in" the smell of delicious breakfast foods greeted you right as you stepped in the room

                                            >You could see Bonbon, wearing her adorable little cooks apron, finishing up a plate of eggs and pancakes

                                            >"You're lucky that the first batch of these got burnt," she said, not turning her head as you walked over to the table. "If I would have had my way you'd be eating cold eggs and Lyra and I would have eaten all of the pancakes."

                                            >You couldn't help but roll your eyes at that

                                            "You burned the eggs seven times in a row?" you asked, mirth in your tone. "Christ isn't that something..."

                                            >Bonbon stiffens at the jab

                                            >"If you don't shut your bucking mouth I'm gonna spit in these eggs!" she threatens, spinning around to glare at you

                                            >You smile when you see a blush on the little mare's face but you don't say anything

                                            >It was way too early to get into it right now

                                            >Seeing that you weren't going to say anything else Bonnie turns back around with a snort

                                            >"...You're a butt."

                                            "You weren't saying that last night," you snark right back, taking a drink of the juice that was oh so thoughtfully laid out for you

                                            >Turning back around Bonbon walks toward you with eggs and pancakes held in her hoof and mouth

                                            >"How long are you supposed to work today?" she asked, ignoring your comment completely

                                            >You shrug as she sets the plates down and takes off her apron

                                            "It depends on how big the shipment is today," you say as you help yourself to a plateful of eggs. "The last couple of days we've been getting pretty light loads so I shouldn't be there too long."

                                            >Though the answer doesn't seem to please the little mare she nods, hopping up into your lap and making herself comfortable

                                            >"...Alright, make sure to hurry home..." she said, wrapping her hooves around your neck and nuzzling you

                                            >A veteran to the earth pony's affection you nod and give her a kiss as she continued to wiggle in your lap

                                            >If you didn't know any better you'd think that she was trying something here...

                                            "Thanks for cooking breakfast again, Bonnie."

                                            >You swear to god that Bonbon nearly giggles at that, the candy mare giving your neck a kiss

                                            >"If I didn't cook in the mornings nopony would get anything for breakfast."

                                            >Her hoof grabs you hand and starts to play with your fingers

                                            >"You'd think that with these wigglers of yours you'd be able to do more than buck all."

                                            >Spinning around Bonbon presses her back against your chest and picks up your fork

                                            >"Come on, we both have to go to work soon..."

                                            >As Bonnie started to dig into YOUR food Lyra came in with a vial...

                                            >Wait a fucking second...

                                            "I fucking KNEW you guys were putting something in my food," you grumble as Lyra sets the little glass vial filled with grey... stuff down in front of you

                                            >Bonbon's eyes widened

                                            >"H-Hon, what t-the BUCK are y-you doing s-showing the m-monkey that?!" she demanded

                                            >You swatted Bonbon right on the cutiemark

                                            >The mare yelped in surprise, launching herself about a foot into the air before landed right back into your lap

                                            "No, the better fucking question is why you two little niggers are putting shit into my food without telling me."

                                            >Lyra idly kicks at the floor as Bonbon glares up at you angrily

                                            >"W-We were going to tell you eventually," Lyra said. "A-And it's not anything bad..."

                                            >"T-THAT BUCKING H-HURT YOU--"


                                            SLAP!


                                            >Bonbon yelps again as you slap her on the other cutiemark

                                            "And what IS this?" you asked

                                            >You know...

                                            >You should probably be a hell of a lot madder about all of this...

                                            >Lyra keeps her gaze firmly on the table

                                            >"Well... Me and Bonnie noticed that if we rutted you too much you wouldn't cum a lot. So we went and asked Zecora if she had something to help with that..."

                                            >Biting her lip, harpbutt looked up at you

                                            >"We saw all of those books you were hiding under the bed, Fingers, and me and Bonnie wanted to say... sorry for being so secretive and stuff."

                                            >Though she still looks pissed Bonbon bites her lip as her ears flick back and forth

                                            >Just like Lyra had been she was firmly keeping her gaze on the table

                                            >Nuzzling her marefriend's side, Lyra places a hoof on your leg

                                            >"You deserve better than that... So we're sorry... about putting things in your food and being pushy and stuff....... Please don't leave..."

                                            >...

                                            >...

                                            >...

                                            >Wow

                                            >Was she really that beat up about putting shit into your food so you'd cum more?

                                            >If anything you were confused as to why they just didn't ask you to start taking the stuff

                                            >If they weren't happy with your loads and there was something to fix that then you were fine with taking something

                                            "So WHY didn't you guys tell me about this?"

                                            >Lyra kicked at the floor again

                                            >"...We didn't want you to be mad at us..."

                                            >Your nose scrunches up

                                            >Mad?

                                            >Why would you--

                                            >...Oh

                                            >Looking down at Bonbon you noticed that she was shaking slightly

                                            "You guys thought that if you told me about this then I might dump you..."

                                            >You knew that both Lyra and Bonnie were still kind of dancing on eggshells around you but you had no idea that they were THIS scared about pissing you off...

                                            >Not waiting for an answer you wrap your arms around Bonbon and pull her against your chest

                                            >You kiss the back of her head as she sniffled

                                            "Hey, hey, none of that, Bonnie," you murmured, rocking her back and forth. "I already told the two that I wasn't going anywhere."

                                            >You look at Lyra and smile

                                            >Seeing that you weren't upset she smiled back

                                            >Bonbon held onto your arm as you just quietly held onto her whispering encouragements

                                            >"S-So you're not mad?"

                                            >You look at the little vial of grey... stuff that had managed to turn a perfectly normal morning into one where Bonbon nearly had a panic attack

                                            >Grimacing slightly you reach over and grab the bottle

                                            >Lyra and Bonbon watch with wide eyes as you pull out the cork with your teeth and start chugging the stuff

                                            >Lyra gasped

                                            >"A-Anon! Wait!"

                                            >You make a face as you drain the bottle

                                            "...Fuck does that taste funny..." you grumble, licking your lips

                                            >You look at your marefriends and notice that they're looking at you like you just did something really, really stupid

                                            "...What?"

                                            >Bonnie and Lyra look at each other

                                            >"Zecora told us to only give you a teaspoon a day," Lyra says slowly, as if she was still trying to get over the fact that you up and drank all of the zigger juice

                                            >"...You just drank fifty doses worth of that potion you bucking dummy," Bonbon adds, now clearly over her little episode

                                            >You shrug

                                            "Eh, I'm sure I'll be fine," you say dismissively, giving Bonbon's cheek a kiss. "So, now both of you know I'm not mad. So no more crying now alright?"

                                            >You sigh in relief when your marefriends nod

                                            >...Thank god

                                            >You didn't want to have another hyper emotional day...

                                            >"And we promise not to do anything else to you without you knowing, Fingers," Lyra promises

                                            >Bonbon scooches around until she was sitting sideways in your lap

                                            >"Yeah... We're really sorry and we won't do it again, Anon," the candy mare says, wrapping her hooves around your neck and kissing your cheek

                                            >You couldn't help but grin, your hands traveling down to Bonbon's rump

                                            "I'm getting anal from one of you when I get home."

                                            >You couldn't help but smile when the looks of calm and tranquility on your marefriend's faces turned into looks of outrage and shock

                                            >Delicious, delicious shock

                                            >"WHAT?!" they both cried in unison

                                            "Yep, you both owe me anal now as an apology," you say, giving Bonnie's buns a squeeze

                                            >The mare blushes with a squeak and hops out of your lap

                                            "And you're going first, Bonnie."

                                            >Oh

                                            >The look that Bonbon gave you

                                            >...

                                            >...

                                            >...

                                            >Ohhhhh...

                                            >You wish you could have taken a picture of it

                                            >You were going to play with yourself with that look in your mind

                                            >"I, you, but, we--"

                                            >Bonbon looks over at Lyra, whose face was so red that she could have probably started a fire, before looking back at your quietly cackling ass

                                            >You could tell that she was trying, TRYING, to figure out how to tell you to fuck off

                                            >Ponies, for some reason or another, weren't into the whole anal thing from what you've been told

                                            >Like so much so that it was kind of taboo to even TALK about

                                            >And, while you weren't usually into that kind of thing, you were curious

                                            >What would it be like fucking a pony in the ass?

                                            >You had two marefriends

                                            >They had two asses

                                            >So why not find out for science's sake if nothing else?

                                            >And at the very least, if it sucked, you could always make some ass jokes at your mares expense for a while

                                            >You cross your arms and sit back into your chair as Bonbon shimmers and babbles before she sighed

                                            >"...F-Fine," she grumbled with a blush, looking down at the floor in embarrassment. "But just because I want your dumb flank to know how sorry I am..."

                                            >Emboldened by her marefriend, Lyra nodded

                                            >"W-We'll do it, N-Nonny!"

                                            >You know

                                            >You should probably feel a little bad about twisting your marefriend's legs like this

                                            >But--

                                            >Ohhh!

                                            >Bonbon was making that face again!

                                            >AWWWWWWWWW YYYYYYYEEEEEEESSSSSSHHHHHHH!!!!

                                            >Grinning (and trying to hide that fact that you were VERY much erect) you stood up

                                            "Alright! Fantastic! You gals make sure to buy some lube!"

                                            >Your grin widens as they both flinched

                                            "I'm gonna go to work!"

                                            >Kneeling down you wrap your arms around Bonbon

                                            >"I bucking hate you so much right now..." she grumbled, wrapping her hooves around your neck after a minute

                                            >You try to reach over to give her rump another squeeze but she swatted your hand away

                                            >Kek

                                            "I love you too, Hon," you say, kissing her cheek

                                            >You break the hug and walk over to Lyra

                                            >She smiles weakly at you, getting up onto her back legs and wrapping her hooves around your neck

                                            >"Have a good day, Nonny," she said, kissing your cheek

                                            >Still grinning like a fucker of mothers you give Lyra and Bonbon one final goodbye before you moonwalk out of the kitchen

                                            >Aw yeah!

                                            >You're tearing up that ass tonight!

                                            >In a far better mood than you had been a few minutes ago you throw on your shoes, throw open your door, and--

                                            >"HI ANON!"

                                            >...

                                            >...

                                            >...

                                            >Nope

                                            >Your face loses it's grin

                                            >The happiness drains from you

                                            >And, now the picture of solemness, you close the door and lock it

                                            >...Welp

                                            >It looks like you weren't going to work today...

                                            "Lyra! Lock that kitchen door please!"

                                            >Lyra pokes her head out of the kitchen

                                            >"What did you say, Anon?" she asked in confusion

                                            >You calmly look out the window

                                            "Go and lock the door for me, hon," you say. "And prop a chair up against it for good measure."

                                            >Though Bonbon and Lyra look confused when you walk back into the kitchen and grab a chair you ignore it

                                            >Alright

                                            >You couldn't hear anyone fucking around upstairs

                                            >That meant she wasn't in the house yet...

                                            >Good

                                            >Quickly walking back to your front door you prop the chair against the door securely

                                            "Bonnie, there's a crossbow under the sink. Do me a favor and grab it for me."

                                            >"You have a bucking crossbow?! Why the buck do you have a bucking crossbow?!"

                                            "Just get me the fucking crossbow... for fuck's sake... and there should be a bolt or two in the drawer under the spoons!"


                                            ~Ten minutes later~


                                            >The doors were locked and barricaded

                                            >The windows were boobytrapped

                                            >And you checked the basement and the house

                                            >It was do or die time

                                            >It was--

                                            >"So what the buck are you flipping out about?"

                                            >You look up from your crossbow, which you MAAAAAAAY have gotten through... less than legal means, at Bonbon

                                            "There's someone outside that I don't very much care for," you say, making sure that your weapon was cocked and readied. "Someone and maybe her husband, who I also don't very much care for."

                                            >Bonbon's eyes widened in disbelief

                                            >"And what? You're going to SHOOT them just because you don't like them."

                                            >You stare at your marefriend for a long, long moment

                                            "...Just open the door for me, Bonnie."

                                            >Bonbon, now frowning, looks over at Lyra

                                            >"Lyra, aren't you going to SAY SOMETHING?!"

                                            >Harp hoers shrugs

                                            >"I don't know what's going on but if Nonny thinks that whoever's outside is BAD..."

                                            >You ignore the rest of the argument, focusing on the door

                                            >Carefully, with loaded crossbow at the ready, you make your way over to the door

                                            >Aiming down the sights of your weapon you kick away the chair and unlock the door

                                            >You breath in

                                            >You breath out

                                            >You were lighter than a slice of bread

                                            >You could shoot the wings off a fly at a hundred yards

                                            >...

                                            >...

                                            >...

                                            >Alright...

                                            >With a battlecry you throw open your door and hop through it

                                            >GOGOGOGOGOGOGOGOGOGO!

                                            >Wildly flailing your weapon around you search for anything pink

                                            >YOU HAD TO SHOOT ANYTHING THAT WAS PINK!

                                            >SHOOTITRIGHTBETWEENTHEEYES!

                                            >...

                                            >...

                                            >...

                                            >Where the hell was she?

                                            >You frown as you look all around your empty front porch and yard

                                            >Though it looked like there was no one around you knew better

                                            >She was somewhere

                                            >Just waiting for you to drop your fucking guard

                                            >Then BAM! she's get you

                                            >But not this time!

                                            >NOTTHISTIME!!!

                                            "Come out, come out, wherever you are."

                                            >You step off of your porch, your ears peeled and your head on a swivel

                                            "I know you're out here you pink pain in the ass. Come out and--"

                                            >And then you saw it, a flash of pink to your left

                                            >You tried to turn and fire but she was too fast

                                            >She was ALWAYS too fucking fast

                                            >...Goddammit

                                            >Princess Mi Amore Cadenza, the Princess of Love and the Ruler of the Crystal Empire, tackles you to the ground with a big old smile on that stupid pink face of her's

                                            >"NONNY!"

                                            "FUCKING SHIT!"

                                            >Your crossbow wildly fires off into the air as fucking Cadence knocks you to the ground like a big, stupid, pink puppy

                                            >Now on your back you try to bash the alicorn with your crossbow but it disappears in a burst of magic

                                            >Cadence, with a big smile on her face, wrapped her hooves around your neck and pulled you into a bear hug

                                            >"Oh Nonny! I came as fast as I could!" the Princess of Love said, oblivious to the fact that you were pounding your fists against her sides, trying to beat her off of you

                                            >Fucking indestructible alicorns

                                            >"I almost couldn't believe that a big ol' grump like you would let two mares into your heart but it happened!"

                                            >You try to pull the pink horse off of you big she's too fucking strong

                                            "LET GO OF ME YOU FUCKING PUTZ!" you snarl

                                            >Purple eyes regard you as Cadence giggles

                                            >"I told you that you'd find love, Nonny-kins," she said with a smirk. "I told you but you didn't listen! Now who's the silly one?"

                                            >You don't know how you did it but with a herculean amount of effort you managed to rip Cadence off of you and stand up

                                            >"...What the buck is going on here?"

                                            >Panting like a racehorse you look over and see Bonbon and Lyra were standing on the porch, staring at you in confusion in concern

                                            >You opened your mouth to reply when you see a flash of white out of the corner of your eye

                                            >...Goddammit...

                                            >This time you try to roll away but your new attacker was faster than Cadence

                                            >So just like last time you were tackled, knocked onto your back and looking up into the sky

                                            >...For fuck's sake...

                                            >"Hi Anon!"

                                            >You look down to be Shining Armor's big stupid horse face

                                            >"So I heard SOMEPONY'S got himself a couple of marefriends!"

                                            >...

                                            >...

                                            >...

                                            "I hate you two," you say after a moment, letting your hard thud against the ground. "I hate you two so fucking much."

                                            >Fucking love hoers...

                                            >Fucking head cap'n pone...