Herd Quest!: Ep. 01- Building a Herd


                                            [copied from https://pastebin.com/w37sr4nD ]

                                            [original writer _LEAF_ ]


                                            >You're finally home after long day of hard work.

                                            >Your mares are all home by now.

                                            >Roseluck is cooking dinner.

                                            >Flitter is vaccuuming.

                                            >Coco is reading on the couch.

                                            >You walk in and take off your jacket with a sigh, ready for a drink and probably a shower with Coco as usual.

                                            >Your small herd stops what they are doing to greet you at the door.

                                            >"Welcome home, Anon."

                                            >"I'm almost done with dinner, dear."

                                            >"How was your day, Anon?"

                                            >You greet them all in turn and accept the mug of cider Roseluck offers you.

                                            "Pretty rough. The city council is even more nitpicky this time of year, and I think I'm starting to get carpal tunnel from the damn paperwork."

                                            >You look around while your girls make sympathetic noises and Coco rubs her head against your wrist.

                                            "Where's Twilight?"

                                            >Before anyone can answer, the last member of your herd walks through the door behind you.

                                            >"Anon... Anon I have some bad news..."

                                            >She looks horrible, like she flew all the way home from Canterlot.

                                            >She holds a letter above her head with magic.

                                            >Handing her your cider in exchange for the letter, you read with the girls reading nervously over your shoulder.


                                            'Dear Mister Anonymous,


                                            This is a letter to inform you of the emergency declaration of the miniscule amount of stallions in Equestria. We regret to inform you that all mares are being called upon in service to ponykind to breed with a proper stallion in order to-'


                                            >You let the letter fall and look gravely at Twilight.

                                            "Is this legitimate? I work directly for the mayor, how did I not hear about this?"

                                            >Your alpha mare nods solemnly and gives you back the cider, "It just came down."

                                            >Flitter tugs on your sleeve, "Anon, what does this mean?"

                                            >You can tell the others are worried and expecting you or Twilight to have an answer.

                                            "It means... Girls, start packing. We're taking a long vacation."


                                            *********


                                            _Four months earlier_


                                            >"And I have seen how you prefer to dress in a suit even in your free time, tell me; will this continue to be a usual thing?"

                                            >The Mayor smiles at you charmingly.

                                            >She closes the folder containing your resume.

                                            "I just prefer my suits. It's what Ms. Rarity made for me after I got here. In uh, the human world, it's considered rude to walk around in public unclothed."

                                            >Mayor Mare nods, "Well I must say it seems... Very professional. You seem like a very upstanding young man, Anonymous. I will be happy to see you back here on Monday to start your duty as the new Non-Equine Relations Dignitary."

                                            >You stand up and hold your hand out to shake, careful to hide any excitement.

                                            >The key to your success thus far had been control over your emotions.

                                            >Poise.

                                            >It's what had gotten you this far- to the point where you had just secured a promising career.

                                            >It also didn't hurt that you were the only human here.

                                            >The thought of 'affirmative action' almost makes you smile.

                                            >Mayor Mare stands and shakes your hand.

                                            >"Very excited to have you here. Very. There's just one thing I should tell you... Er, in regards to the new lifestyle you will be expected to uphold as one of the exemplary members of society..."


                                            ***


                                            "She said I have to start a herd."

                                            >Twilight Sparkle blinks and sucks up the last bit of her juice through a straw.

                                            >The two of you sit outside of her favorite juice shop at a table under the sunshine of the late afternoon.

                                            "I just nodded and thanked her. I didn't know how to respond. She knows that you and I have been going out for weeks now- hell, every pony in this town knows that, Twi! But she said it would be expected of me now. Twilight, did you hear me?"

                                            >Twilight pushes her juice aside and smiles.

                                            >"I know it may seem weird to you, Anon. But I figured this would happen when you told me you wanted to be a dignitary. It's actually quite normal for stallions of the upper society to take on herds. In fact, it's expected."

                                            >Never would you have thought a girlfriend would tell you she expected you to start dating more girls.

                                            >Twilight reaches across the table and takes your hand.

                                            >"Trust me, this is all a part of being in the 'high life'. I'll help you out with all the formalities and customs with gaining and maintaining a herd, Anon."

                                            >She seems to bristle with excitement and holds her hooves to her face, "I'm actually kind of excited! I wonder what kind of mares you will pick? Can I help you pick? Oh! I guess this means I'll be the alpha mare!"

                                            >You hold up a hand to stop your spergy girlfriend.

                                            "Wait. Twi, can I think about this? This is all kind of sudden..."

                                            >Twilight returns to her gentle, patient smile, "Right. Of course, Anon. We should talk about it more before you make any decisions."

                                            "Thank you."

                                            >Twilight giggles, "You are the stallion after all, whatever you say, your herd must obey. Even the alpha mare."

                                            >You give her a flat look.

                                            >"Joking! I'm only joking, heh heh."

                                            >You pay for the juice and leave the market square with Twilight, ponies staring as you go.

                                            >You're still not used to all the attention.

                                            >"Anon, am I staying the night tonight?"

                                            >Even though Twilight is a princess, an element of harmony and general hero of the town; she still asks permission for silly stuff from you.

                                            "Do you want to stay the night?"

                                            >She nods and cuddles up close to your side, making you uncomfortable in the public display of affection she so likes to show off.

                                            >"I would like that."

                                            >You're starting to think she doesn't like staying in her own place...

                                            >"Oh, Anon look! That mare is really pretty, you should claim her for your herd!"

                                            "Twilight..."

                                            >"Too soon?"

                                            "Let's just go to Rarity's. She gets cranky when I'm late."


                                            ***


                                            >The two of you walk in to Rarity's shop.

                                            >It happens to be the day of the week that you pick up your suits from Rarity that she has cleaned/repaired.

                                            >She looks up from the magazine she's reading when you enter and takes off her glasses.

                                            >"Ah, Anonymous. Right on time. Hello Twilight."

                                            >She begins to get your suits for you and Twilight goes to gossip.

                                            >"Rarity, guess what? Anon just got a job working with the mayor as a dignitary!"

                                            >"That's wonderful dear! Congratulations."

                                            >"Yeah! And also, he might be starting a herd!"

                                            >Rarity stops what she's doing and stares at you with her mouth agape.

                                            >You shift uncomfortably.

                                            "Well, I said we're going to talk about it first. It's not definite."

                                            >Rarity is upon you in an instant like a giddy school girl, "Oh but it MUST be definite! This is simply MARVELOUS! Have you already made any decisions? How many mares will you take on? Does this mean Twilight will be your alpha mare? Details! Details!"

                                            >You take a step back from her.

                                            "Rarity, please. I'm still thinking about it."

                                            >Giving Twilight an accusing look, you let your girlfriend sheepishly stew in your gaze.

                                            >Rarity continues, "Oh but you absolutely should do it. You're a dignitary now, Anon. Taking a herd is expected. It will only help you in the long run. You belong to social graces now! Oh, how romantic..."

                                            >Twilight and Rarity begin to babble about which mares they think would suit you.

                                            "Hang on, can you tell me exactly why a herd is expected of me now?"

                                            >Twilight clears her throat, excited for the chance to share her knowledge.

                                            >"Well you see, herding began roughly one hundred and fifty-some years ago. It began as a practice because of a dramatic difference in the mare-to-stallion ratio in the world- an askew ratio that still exists in fact. It was because of this that the practice of one male taking on the courtship of several females began. Though it became popular fast, the practice was most taken by those of higher social status, for monetary reasons. So, it became a norm for politicians, royalty and some celebrities to have a herd. It's a symbol of power and respect. Herds consist of anywhere from three to seven mares. The mares of a herd are expected to support their stallion with grace and loyalty. The inner workings of a herd leads to a healthy relationship forged between the herd built on trust, love, companionship and friendship!"

                                            >She actually makes it sound not so... Strange.

                                            >Almost like one big happy family.

                                            "What is an alpha mare?"

                                            >Rarity speaks up this time, "Well, the alpha mare can be several things. She can be the mare of the herd that shares the closest relationship with the stallion. Or the brood mare- the only mare the stallion breeds with. Or she is just the mare with the strongest personality. It's the alpha mare's responsibility to take care of the other mares and enforce the objective to support their stallion."

                                            >You can't really see Twilight being an enforcer, but you can see others respecting her position.

                                            "And, it's not weird that I would be... Uh, with other mares? You wouldn't get jealous?"

                                            >Twilight walks to you and nuzzles her head under your hand, begging you for a rub behind her ears, "No silly. I'll get jealous if you forget to pay attention to me, but I want you to be happy. I think a herd will only make our relationship stronger. I think it will also make you feel less alienated here."

                                            >She knew how you felt about all those stares you constantly got.

                                            "I guess... I guess it does sound pretty good. So, do I have to have like try-outs or something? Or do I just start going around picking up ponies and claiming them?"

                                            >Both of the mares giggle and Twilight bucks your leg playfully, "No silly, I'll help you with finding the right mares. I don't want just any mare getting close to you, some can be real bit-diggers."

                                            >She turns and nudges Rarity with a wiggle of her eyebrows, "Say Rarity, aren't you single? You wanna heeeeerd?"

                                            >Rarity waves a hoof in front of her face again, "I mean no offense, but I cannot say I'm interested in Anonymous on more than a platonic level. That's not to say I don't think he's handsome! But, I just might know a mare that would be a darling match for you."

                                            >You haven't really found any mares attractive aside from Twilight.

                                            >Being a man that considers himself somewhat traditional and faithful, the thought of touching another female still seems taboo.

                                            >"I can send her a letter and have her come to town for a meeting this weekend!"

                                            "I don't want to cause any inconvenience. Does she live far?"

                                            >Rarity brushes the comment aside, "Don't worry, this mare has been simply dying of loneliness. We write each other regularly you see, and the poor thing is always saying how she can't find a proper stallion. She's cute as a button and as feminine as they come. A bit young, but not too young."

                                            >While Twilight and Rarity continue to gossip, you take the time to calculate your weekly expenses in your bit-log.

                                            >Twilight sometimes pokes fun at your habit for obsessively tracking your funds, but it helps to take your mind off things.

                                            >It's also what helped you gain the monetary stability and lifestyle you now have.

                                            >After paying Rarity and setting up a planned meeting for this weekend, you take your suits and leave with Twilight.

                                            >She seems even more excited now.

                                            >Probably because you're warming up to the idea of a herd.

                                            >Once out of earshot of any random ponies, you stop and turn to your girlfriend.

                                            "Twilight, can I make a... Rule?"

                                            >She gazes up at you with a warm smile, "Anything, Anon."

                                            >You scratch the back of your head, feeling a bit lost for the right way to put what you want to say.

                                            "Well, it's about this herd thing. I never really thought I would be with another mare after I saw you..."

                                            >Twilight flushes a little.

                                            "I knew right away that you were the one. And after our first kiss, I was certain of it."

                                            >"I felt the same way, Anon."

                                            >You nod.

                                            "So, you understand that I'm... Very attached to you. That I want..."

                                            >She tilts her head, unsure of what you're trying to say.

                                            >You take a deep breath and clear your throat.

                                            "Twilight, I want to make love to you first. Before I touch any other girl- before I LOOK at another girl, I want to be with you. I... I love you, Twilight."

                                            >Twilight's eyes widen and she jumps up, throwing her legs around your neck.

                                            >"Oh Anon, I love you too! Of course! You don't have to do anything you don't want to do!"

                                            >She stops talking and kisses you deeply.

                                            >You don't care who is watching.

                                            >She pulls away from your face, happy tears sliding down her cheeks, "We can take as much time with just the two of us as you want. You can have me as many times as you want until you're ready."

                                            >You kiss her again.

                                            >The two of you stare at each other for a moment, then her look turns odd.

                                            >You realize this is the first time you have seen Twilight's 'seductive' look.

                                            >"This means I'll have to go back to my place to get ready for tonight~."

                                            >You nod and Twilight separates herself from you.

                                            "You can come over whenever you want. You still have the key, right?"

                                            >She nods and the two of you exchange another kiss before she flies off.

                                            >"Bye! I love you!"

                                            "Love you too."

                                            >It feels kind of odd saying it out loud.

                                            >But also right.

                                            >You've been fighting with yourself to say it to her for a while now.

                                            >As Twilight flies off, you head down the road toward your house.

                                            >Once you get to your gate, you notice there is a pony waiting on your front porch.

                                            >She looks up when you walk through the gate and smiles.

                                            >"Hello, mister Anonymous. I've been looking for you all day. Can I come inside and talk? About... My submission for a slot in your herd?"


                                            *********


                                            >The mare sitting across from you is a light purple pegasus with a light blue mane sporting a bow in it.

                                            >She has an unreadable look on her face and sits very proper, back rigid and chin held up.

                                            "So, how can I help you?"

                                            >The mare begins in a somewhat stiff and precise manner of speaking, "My name is Flitter. How old are you?"

                                            "Twenty, er... Something."

                                            >"Does your diet contain any meat?"

                                            "No. I am on a diet right now too."

                                            >"Do you get at least thirty minutes of exercise per day, at least five days weekly?"

                                            "I think?"

                                            >"Have you had any children?"

                                            "No."

                                            >"How many sexual parters have you had?"

                                            "... None."

                                            >"Do you find pegasi physically attractive?"

                                            "I guess. I have no preference."

                                            >"Are your finances stable?"

                                            "As a bridge."

                                            >Flitter stops her rapid-fire and nods, still looking all business.

                                            >That's what this feels like to you- a business transaction of sorts.

                                            >"As I said, I wish to be a mare in your herd. Based on your answers, I believe we are compatible."

                                            >Damn, this is kind of weird.

                                            "Okay, but how did you know about this herd thing? Who are you?"

                                            >The mare finally smiles a bit, "My name is Flitter. I work at the same office as you. I am a single pegasus from Cloudsdale. My hobbies include track and field events, swimming, stock trade, accounting, cleaning and baking. I am very interested in herding and believe I would make a suitable addition."

                                            >You blink at her.

                                            >Her awkward and blunt way of speaking now seems less awkward and more intimidating.

                                            >She almost seems... Like you.

                                            >Poised, concentrated and confident.

                                            "Well, I'll have to talk to my girlfriend, uh Twilight Sparkle that is."

                                            >Flitter nods and begins to dig in her saddle bag, "I'm excited at the chance to call Princess Sparkle my alpha. I believe this will be sufficient for my deposite?"

                                            >She pulls out a massive satchel of bits and places it on the table.

                                            >You can see there are some large gems in there as well.

                                            "What's this?"

                                            >She looks proud of herself, "My offering. For the position."

                                            "I don't really think you need to pay..."

                                            >For the first time, Flitter seems to break her confident exterior with a tilt of her head and confused look, "Not pay? But..."

                                            >She seems to snap back into character and quickly stuffs the money bag away, "Of course. I was just doing a test. I was wondering if you were greedy. It's good to see you're not. Check."

                                            "So do mares pay to be in relationships regularly around here?"

                                            >This seems to throw her for a loop again, "Do mares usually pay?" She goes for her bag again, looking distraught at be caught off guard, "How do I pay you? Up front, or do I w-write you a note? What is your prefered method?"

                                            >Wait.

                                            >This mare is a big phony.

                                            >Well, with her confident act at least.

                                            "Flitter, you said you're interested in herding, right?"

                                            >She nods confidently and speaks in a monotone voice, "I am interested in herding. My name is Flitter. I work at the same office as you. I am a single pegasus from Cloudsdale. My hobbies include-"

                                            "I got it."

                                            >You hold up a hand and cut her off.

                                            >Holy shit, did she really practice an introduction before coming here?

                                            >The feeling of looking at a younger female version of yourself makes you recall uncomfortable memories of social awkwardness.

                                            "Flitter, you've never been in a relationship before, have you?"

                                            >Her whole body tenses up in her seat.

                                            "You know about as much as me about herding- which is nothing, don't you?"

                                            >You can visibly see sweat starting to bead on the pony's brow.

                                            >Her eyes look around the room, looking for an escape.

                                            >You can smell the pasta threatening to boil over out of her saddle bag.

                                            >"I know everything about herd. Haha. Don't be silly! I know how to do a herd. I do herding all the time! My hobbies include-"

                                            >The sound of the front door opening makes Flitter stop talking.

                                            >Both of you look at the door leading into the hall.

                                            >"Anon! I'm home! Hehe..."

                                            >You stand up.

                                            "That's Twilight, I'll go bring her in."

                                            >You leave Flitter in the kitchen and head to the foyer.

                                            >Twilight Sparkle stands in front of the door, wearing bulging saddle bags, "I uh, maybe went a bit overboard with my packing."

                                            >She takes the bags off and flies over to you, giving you a quick peck on the lips, "So what should we do first? I brought some candles and I read a book that said we should use lubrication for the first time because I might be tig-"

                                            >You hold up a hand.

                                            "Wait. I'm sorry, Twi. We actually have a guest."

                                            >She cocks an eyebrow, "A guest? Who?"

                                            >You signal for her to follow and the two of you head for the kitchen.

                                            >As soon as you enter, Flitter drops to the floor in a dramatic bow.

                                            >Twilight seems a bit startled.

                                            >"Alpha Twilight Sparkle, it is a pleasure to meet you. I work with Anonymous. My hobbies include- er, my name is Flitter..."

                                            >Twilight gives you a confused look and whispers, "Did she just call me 'alpha'?"

                                            >You sigh and shrug.

                                            "This is Flitter. I guess she wants to be part of my herd."

                                            >Flitter stands up straight and holds her chin up proudly, "I am a single mare from Cloudsdale. I am very interested in herding. With Anonymous. And you."

                                            >Twilight smiles and gains her giddiness, "Oh this is great! I didn't expect it to start so fast! And you're a pegasus too, that's not very common for a herding mare! I-"

                                            >Her face drops suddenly and she looks at you gravely.

                                            >"Wait... Anon, did you... Did you already m-mate with her?"

                                            >You hold up your hands in front of you.

                                            "No no! Why would I- Twilight, we just talked."

                                            >Your girlfriend sighs in relief and looks a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have assumed."

                                            >An awkward silence settles over the room.

                                            >Three plates of pasta, and not a meatball between them...

                                            >Flitter breaks the silence, "Who do I pay?"

                                            "Why don't we sit down and have a drink?"

                                            >You sit at the table with Flitter while Twilight gets a pitcher of iced tea from the fridge.

                                            "So Flitter, you say you work with me, but I didn't see you at all today. Do you work in a different department?"

                                            >Talk of work seems to set Flitter back on her confident tracks, "I do work with you technically, but I work as an accountant in the Ponyville Financial Sector. I just transferred from the Cloudsdale branch."

                                            >Twilight sets a glass of tea in front of each of you, "And how did you know Anon is thinking of starting a herd?"

                                            >Flitter sips her tea and clears her throat, "The Mayor actually put together a meeting today. She informed all of the single mares at Town Hall that they should compete for a slot. I'm surprised I was the first contender to arrive. Does this mean I get bonus points?"

                                            >You almost spit out your tea.

                                            "What."

                                            >The mayor sicked the town mares on you?

                                            >Twilight seems a bit troubled as well, "She's making this a contest?"

                                            >Flitter pulls out a note pad and starts to read, "Uh huh, '1305- Mayor Mare announces challenge to herd with human. Very excited for opportunity for better future. 1333- Plans for introduction: Hello, mister (insert name). I've been looking for you all day. Can I come inside and talk about my submission for a slot in your herd? (Introduce self) My name is (insert name). I work at the same office as you. I am a single pegasus from (my home town). My hobbies include (think of hobbies).' That is what happened until you arrived."

                                            >Twilight stares at Flitter, dumbfounded- then looks to you.

                                            "It's fine. Don't worry. I'll take care of it Monday. For now, let's just talk about this. I think you should tell me all you can about herding. I think Flitter would like to learn as well."

                                            >"How about we talk about it over dinner?" Twilight suggests.

                                            >You look at your watch.

                                            "It's a bit early for dinner."

                                            >She waves a hoof, "Well, I was thinking we could all go out for dinner. And until it's time to go, Flitter and I could get ready for our first date with you."

                                            >She seems a bit too excited to say that.

                                            >You can't read what Flitter's thinking.

                                            "Okay... You want to go to that nice place again, don't you? Haven't we been eating there a lot?"

                                            >Twilight makes her puppy dog eyes at you, "Please? I'll pay if that's the issue."

                                            >You get up and put your empty glass in the sink.

                                            "No. I'll pay. Money is not the issue. It's just..."

                                            >You grab your stomach.

                                            >Flitter speaks up, "Is it your hunger for meat?"

                                            >Twilight giggles, "No. It's because he's trying to watch what he eats. Anon is a little vain. He's convinced he needs all the time he spends in the gym, even though he looks great."

                                            >You frown and grab a bottle of water from the fridge.

                                            "I'm not vain. I just like to stay fit. I'll be in the gym while you girls get ready. We'll leave in two hours, okay?"

                                            >You leave the kitchen and head down the hall to your personal gym.

                                            >Your sanctuary.

                                            >As you start to change into shorts and a shirt, you think about the day.

                                            >A lot has happened.

                                            >When you started looking for a job, you were confident your history as a manager at a bank cpuld carry you places in Equestria.

                                            >It was what helped you see yourself through a stint as a sort of financial manager for the smaller businesses in Ponyville.

                                            >That's how you were able to afford this rather large house.

                                            >And now you were going to be working as a dignitary.

                                            >With a herd.


                                            ***


                                            "I don't see why we have to sit like this."

                                            >Twilight wraps her legs around your arm and presses herself close, "Don't be silly. Your mares should always be close to you."

                                            >Flitter sits on the other side of you, though not as close.

                                            >The other side of the table is empty.

                                            >Twilight has become fond of this restaurant.

                                            >This pricy restaurant.

                                            >And despite her looks, Twilight knows how to put a meal away.

                                            >The waiter comes and takes your drink orders.

                                            >It takes Flitter quite some time with staring at her menu before she looks up at you with a blank stare.

                                            >"I don't know what I like."

                                            "How can you not know what you like?"

                                            >Her expression remains blank, but her muzzle scrunches, "I am very nervous. I have never been on a date and I don't want to ruin my chances at being a good mare because I order the wrong thing. I don't know what to do!"

                                            >Now she's breathing heavy.

                                            >The waiter takes a step away from the table.

                                            >"If I ruin this, I'll have to move in with my parents again and they'll ask why I'm twenty-four and have no coltfriend and I'll tell them it's because couldn't herd and-"

                                            >Twilight reaches across you and puts a hoof over Flitter's mouth.

                                            >"Flitter, calm down. Take some deep breaths."

                                            >Flitter nods and Twilight removes her hoof.

                                            >The awkward mare takes a deep breath.

                                            >You chuckle uncomfortably and hand the menus back to the waiter.

                                            "Just some wine to start? House red."

                                            >Flitter has got to loosen up.

                                            >Twilight moves a hoof to your thigh below the table, "I have an idea. A way to loosen Flitter up a bit."

                                            >You nod and lean your ear closer to her.

                                            >"You should kiss her. I bet it'll be her first. Hehe."

                                            >You stare at your girlfriend.

                                            >Is this a trap?

                                            >Twilight rolls her eyes, "I'm serious, Anon. If she's going to be a part of your herd, you have to show her some affection too, not just me."

                                            >You look over at Flitter.

                                            >She's going through her notebook looking for something.

                                            >"I know I wrote down my favorite food somewhere in here..."

                                            "Flitter."

                                            >She looks up and you lean down.

                                            >You press your lips to hers.

                                            >A quick peck on the lips is all it is.

                                            >The pony tenses up.

                                            >You stare at her, unsure of what she's thinking.

                                            >Twilight clops her hooves together, "So cute!"

                                            "Uh, are you okay?"

                                            >Flitter opens her mouth, then closes it fast.

                                            >Her eyes bulge and her cheeks puff out.

                                            >*Hurk*

                                            >She covers her mouth and gulps.

                                            >"E-Excuse me! Bathroom!"

                                            >She gets up and gallops away from the table.

                                            >You stare in confusion at the spot where she just sat.

                                            >Twilight sputters beside you, "Aww! I think you just broke her!"

                                            "Did I just make her throw up?!"

                                            >You put a hand in front of your mouth and breathe, checking your breath.

                                            >"No. I'm sure you just gave her her first kiss. I know that feeling. Ahttp://www..."

                                            >This is going to be a long meal.

                                            >By the time Flitter comes back to the table, the wine has arrived and you have asked the waiter for some salads to start.

                                            >Flitter hops back in to the seat and slides close to you.

                                            >She looks up and puckers her lips.

                                            >You set your wine glass down.

                                            "Are you alright?"

                                            >She closes her eyes, "I would like to try again please. I'm ready to kiss with you now."

                                            >You look at Twilight, who leans her chin on her hooves expectantly, "You should kiss her."

                                            >You turn and give Flitter another quick peck on the lips.

                                            >Flitter blinks and blushes, "I enjoy... Kissing you, Anon."

                                            >Twilight nudges you, "Give her a good kiss. Like the ones you give me."

                                            >You take a sip of wine and straighten your tie.

                                            "We're in public. I don't think that's necessary."

                                            >Twilight gives you the puppy eyes.

                                            >"Just one good kiss? For me?"

                                            >Why does it have to be the puppy eyes?

                                            >Looking around- seeing that no one is looking your way- you grab Flitter's chin and kiss her once more.

                                            >This time you lean into it and Flitter makes an odd noise.

                                            >Pulling back, you clear your throat and go back to the wine.

                                            "There. That's quite enough kissing for now."

                                            >Twilight pulls your face toward her suddenly and jams her tongue into your mouth.

                                            >You pull away quickly and glare at her.

                                            "I said-"

                                            >"Your salads."

                                            >The waiter quickly slides down three salads onto the table.

                                            >You can feel your face burning in embarrassment and grumble while picking up your fork.

                                            >Twilight titters beside you and leans back to talk to Flitter.

                                            >"I like to tease him in public. He makes the cutest faces."

                                            >Flitter nods and smiles dreamily, "Herding is very interesting."

                                            >You do your best to ignore the two and eat.

                                            >Salad is not your favorite.

                                            >You wish you could have a steak.

                                            >Twilight continues to talk while she eats.

                                            >Table manners are something you have been working on unsuccessfully with her.

                                            >"So, you both should know that herds almost always eat together. It's part of the special bonding process. Herds do most things together, like sleeping and bathing. So I think we should start doing that as soon as possible."

                                            >Flitter chokes on her salad.

                                            >You quickly give her the glass of wine in front of her and pat her back.

                                            >She gulps the whole glass down in one go, her eyes watering.

                                            "Are you okay?"

                                            >She nods and you pour her another glass.

                                            >"S-Sorry... Wow, that's some strange tasting juice."

                                            "Flitter, that's not juice. it's wine."

                                            >She drains another glass.

                                            >"Never had it. I like it."

                                            >As she pours another glass from the bottle, you give Twilight a worried look.

                                            >The princess smirks and places a hoof on your thigh.

                                            >"Tonight should be interesting."


                                            ***


                                            >Flitter can NOT handle her alcohol.

                                            >Almost getting kicked out of the restaurant for her wild behavior, you had to carry her home after she passed out on the table next to yours.

                                            >How embarrassing.

                                            >She almost started a food fight with a thrown bread stick.

                                            >Twilight opens the door to your house and you walk in, holding the balled-up Flitter in your arms.

                                            "I'm just going to lay her in the spare bed."

                                            >You take her to one of the spare rooms and place her on the bed.

                                            >As you tuck her in, she mumbles in her sleep and rubs her nose.

                                            >"I'm sorry, Anon..."

                                            >You unclip the bow from her mane and set it on the table beside the bed.

                                            >What an odd pony.

                                            >Making sure Twilight isn't watching you from the doorway, you bend down and give Flitter a quick kiss on the lips.

                                            >Hers feel a little softer than Twilight's.

                                            >It's kind of an addicting feeling.

                                            >A sense of guilt rushes throught you.

                                            >But this is what Twilight wants.

                                            >It seems like she almost wants you to claim Flitter like some wild beast.

                                            >You leave the room after turning out the light and head for your bedroom.

                                            >When you enter, the only light comes from candles on either side of your bed.

                                            >Twilight lays atop the covers, smiling softly.

                                            >"Welcome back."

                                            >You close the door behind you.

                                            "Flitter is out cold. This is new."

                                            >You begin to undress.

                                            >Normally Twilight likes to talk before bed while the two of you cuddle.

                                            >"Anon. I want tonight to be the night."

                                            "The night?"

                                            >She rubs the bed and looks down, "Our first night... I want to make love. I think it would be best if we have each other before proceeding any further with this herd."

                                            >You pull off your undershirt.

                                            "If you're sure, I'm more than ready."

                                            >You crawl into bed, over Twilight like she's your prey.

                                            >She wraps her hooves around your neck and bites her lip.

                                            >"Me too. Just, it's my first time... So you have to be gentle, okay?"

                                            "I will."


                                            ***


                                            >One more set.

                                            >Your abdomen is screaming in pain.

                                            >It's for the best though.

                                            >You begin to do another set of bicycle kicks, slow and steady.

                                            >If you stop now, your stomach will turn to pudge again.

                                            >The only way to keep the abs cut is to fight through this pain.

                                            >You grunt and kick your leg out one last time, then fall limp on your mat.

                                            >Morning sunlight streams in through the window of your gym.

                                            >You grab the towel and water bottle beside you, wiping your face and taking a drink.

                                            >Last night was...

                                            >Something you had wanted to do for a while.

                                            >You can still clearly see Twilight's face below you, her tongue dragging across your sheets as you took her from behind.

                                            >"Good morning, 'Non."

                                            >You sit up and look at the doorway.

                                            >Twilight is wearing one of your shirts.

                                            >Her mane is messy from the bed and she looks like she just woke up.

                                            >The morning sun dances across her smiling sleepy face.

                                            "Mornin'. I was just thinking about you."

                                            >Twilight's eyes work down to your exposed stomach, "And now I'm thinking about you. You're getting so muscular..."

                                            >You grab your shirt quickly and pull it on.

                                            "Eh, I could do better. Ready for some breakfast?"

                                            >Twilight yawns, "I was actually thinking we should shower first. You're kind of sweaty and my mane is a mess."

                                            >And maybe you can-

                                            >"I'll wake Flitter up and she can come too."

                                            "Why?"

                                            >Twilight giggles, "Well, remember I said herds usually bathe together, right?"

                                            >But that means Flitter will see you naked...

                                            >And she's so awkward...

                                            >"Plus, I want to see you wash another mare. Coming, dear?"

                                            "Twilight, I don't know. I mean, I just met her basically. I don't know if I want to be naked around her yet. She almost lost it when I kissed her."

                                            >Twilight walks to you and leans against your leg, "Come on Anon, I'm sure if she can get more comfortable around you, you'll see how sweet she is. When we were getting ready for the date last night she was telling me about herself. She's a sweet girl."

                                            >You finish your water and sigh.

                                            "Fine. Just let me wash myself first. And then come in."

                                            >While Twilight goes to the guest room, you head to the master bathroom.

                                            >When you moved in, the bathroom seemed a little much.

                                            >There is a seperate room from the toilet area that contains a bath tub that could almost be a hot tub, and a huge open shower area.

                                            >You strip down from your sweaty clothes and turn on one of the shower faucets, waiting for it to warm.

                                            >How will Flitter react to this?

                                            >You look at yourself in a mirror.

                                            "I forgot to do dips..."

                                            >"Anon?"

                                            >You turn to the entrance and cover yourself.

                                            >Twilight walks in with a towel over her back.

                                            "I still haven't washed."

                                            >She looks too excited.

                                            >Once she gets excited about something, there's no stopping her.

                                            >"I want to wash you. If that's okay."

                                            >Flitter steps into the shower room timidly.

                                            >She has a towel hanging from her mouth and her mane is tied back into a ponytail.

                                            >Her eyes widen and her face flushes when she sees you.

                                            >Twilight nudges her forward, "Flitter, how about you soak in the bath while we wash?"

                                            >The pegasus nods and flies quickly to the bath, dropping into the water and draping the towel over her head.

                                            >You do your best to keep yourself covered and get under the shower spray.

                                            "Er, how are you feeling, Flitter?"

                                            >Twilight comes up behind you to share the water.

                                            >Flitter raises her mouth out of the water enough to speak.

                                            >"I'm very sorry for last night... I feel better now. Thank you."

                                            >Twilight's hooves begin to work over your back with a bar of soap, clearing away the mornings sweat.

                                            >You don't really know what to do.

                                            >While Twilight slowly rubs soap into your skin, you cover your groin and look at the ground.

                                            >"Human skin is very smooth," Twilight explains to Flitter, "It's also sensitive. I know that this soap works best on Anon's skin to make it nice and smooth. You can't wash it too rough and you have to make sure you get every little bit."

                                            >Her hoof drifts down to your butt.

                                            >"I've found that humans also have more sensitive areas than us ponies do..."

                                            >Her hoof moves under your ass, between your legs.

                                            >You shiver and move away.

                                            "Twilight, please..."

                                            >She giggles and rolls her eyes, "Come on, Anon. This is a learning experience. Flitter will be washing you soon and it's important she knows how to properly take care of your body."

                                            "Why will Flitter be washing me?"

                                            >Twilight holds her wings out under the water, "Because in a herd, the alpha mare usually isn't the one tending to the stallion. That's the other mare's job. In fact, the other mares tend to the alpha as well. So you should get used to being touched by Flitter now."

                                            >You look at Flitter, who is watching you with interest.

                                            "What if she doesn't want to wash me?"

                                            >"I would like to try."

                                            >Flitter is on the edge of the tub, eyeing your body.

                                            >Twilight flies over to the tub and gets in, "See? She wants to. Let's switch places."

                                            >Flitter gets out of the tub and almost stumbles.

                                            "Careful!"

                                            >She rights herself, then walks toward you slowly, "Um, what would you like me to wash?"

                                            >Still covering your crotch, you turn your back to her.

                                            "I'm quite capable of getting most of my body clean. Could you get my upper back?"

                                            >Flitter flies up after grabbing a bar of soap.

                                            >"I'm going to wash you."

                                            "Okay."

                                            >"I'm going to touch you."

                                            "Alright..."

                                            >"Here it comes."

                                            "..."

                                            >"Are you ready?"

                                            "Yes!"

                                            >Flitter squeaks and you feel her hooves on your shoulders.

                                            >She's barely even touching you.

                                            >Twilight speaks up from the tub, "Don't be afraid to get a little rough at first. Feel that smooth skin?"

                                            >Flitter's hooves press in harder.

                                            >You grimace and tense up.

                                            >She pulls away quickly, "I'm sorry!"

                                            >Twilight speaks up, "No, you've just found a knot. Humans muscles work a little differently than ours. They seem to get knots more frequently after working out. I usually rub them out for him, but how about you try?"

                                            >You feel like a science project.

                                            >Flitter's hoof returns to your sensitive area, "Is this okay?"

                                            >Her soft hoof works the bunched muscle gently.

                                            "It's fine."

                                            >This is actually not as bad as you expected.

                                            >It's like Flitter has gotten over her awkwardness.

                                            >"I didn't realize that humans would be so tense after mating... Does it happen every time you have sex with Princess Twilight?"

                                            >You spin around.

                                            "What?!"

                                            >Flitter blushes and holds the soap to her chest, "Did you not mate last night? I thought I heard Princess Twilight screaming your name..."

                                            >You frown at your girlfriend.

                                            >She chuckles awkwardly and shrugs.

                                            >"Sorry. It felt good."

                                            >You groan and get into the bath beside Twilight.

                                            "I'm sorry you had to hear that. And I'm sore from working out, not from... That."

                                            >Flitter stands under the shower spray, looking lost.

                                            >"Flitter," Twilight motions, "Come get in with us. We should preen."

                                            >

                                            >Flitter flies over and gets into the bath again, "Preen? In... In front of Anon?"

                                            >Twilight nods and bites her lip.

                                            >"I bet if you ask nicely, Anonymous will preen you... He's really good at it."

                                            >It's true you preened Twilight from time to time.

                                            >You wouldn't consider yourself 'good' at it.

                                            >Preening is something very private to pegasi.

                                            >It has the stigma equivalent of masturbation in human society-

                                            >Everyone knows you do it, you just do it in private.

                                            >It's not a big deal to you, but to them it is.

                                            >Flitter seems very shy about this.

                                            >"Oh, I already um... Did that er, yesterday. Actually, I don't preen. Never have. How about we wash our manes?"

                                            >Twilight grabs Flitter's wing and pulls it out.

                                            >Flitter moans and seems to sink in the water.

                                            >Her wings seem a little bigger than Twilight's.

                                            >Your girlfriend observes the wing closely, "Larger than average. Very sleek. Fine-detail plumage. Extraordinarily sensitive near the tips..."

                                            >She offers the wing to you with a smile, "This is going to be very lewd."

                                            >Flitter is shivering in the water, panting from just having her wing touched.

                                            "Flitter, is it okay if I-"

                                            >"PleasedoitgrabmywingsandHNNNNNNNG PULL OUT MY FEATHERS PLEASE PREEN ME! PLEASE! I'M GONNA-"

                                            >Several tips of her feathers slide between your fingers.

                                            >Her back hooves buck against the tub and you see her eyes roll in their sockets.

                                            >"CUUUUUUUUUUM!"

                                            >Twilight rubs Flitter's head while she squirms in the water.

                                            >You let go of the wing, not sure what to do.

                                            >This never happened with Twilight.

                                            >Twilight rubs Flitter's mane and smiles at you, "She's so sensitive. You're going to make her so happy."

                                            "What do you mean?"

                                            >Twilight pulls Flitter up from behind and uses magic to extend the pegasus' wings.

                                            >"No wait, I'm still..."

                                            >Twilight shushes her.

                                            >"Give her a proper preening. I'll hold her steady."

                                            >Flitter kicks her legs futily, "Wait! You don't have to do something gross like that! Hahaha, don't worry about it!"

                                            >Feeling mischievous, you wiggle your fingers and quickly snatch a stray unhealthy feather near the middle of the left wing.

                                            >Flitter crosses her back legs, making a noise like a frightened sheep.

                                            "Don't worry. I do this all the time."

                                            >You plunge your hands into the feathers of Flitter's wings.

                                            >She gives a very horse-like snort and her head falls back against Twilight.

                                            >You've learned that pegasi wings are very sensitive, but they enjoy having them handled roughly.

                                            >First you brush the feathers in one direction, spraying around the water dripping off of them.

                                            >Flitter coos and flexes, involuntarily trying to show off her wings for you.

                                            >It's a habit of winged ponies.

                                            >Their bodies react to touch and they thrive in attention.

                                            >She definitely has something to be proud of.

                                            >She's a well-endowed mare.

                                            >Twilight continues to hold her up, rubbing her belly with one hoof and watching you work.

                                            >She seems to be a little envious of Flitter's large flexing wings in your hands.

                                            "Does it feel good?"

                                            >Flitter nods, her face bright red, "No one has ever... Preened me."

                                            >Your fingers work out any bits of dirt or debris from between her sleek feathers.

                                            >Here and there you pluck out loose feathers and let them fall into the water.

                                            >Flitter seems to come close to losing it again each time you pluck her.

                                            >Twilight's hoof is working lower.

                                            >You can feel yourself starting to react to the noises and heat coming from Flitter.

                                            >With one last swipe through her feathers, you back away.

                                            "All done. That's it."

                                            >Flitter pants and looks a little disappointed.

                                            >Twilight lets her go.

                                            >The two ponies look so worked up.

                                            >They both stare at you with flushed faces.

                                            >"That was... Amazing," Flitter gasps and flaps her wings, "Thank you, Anon."

                                            >Twilight backs against the tub and massages herself, "I told you he was good. Those fingers are... Magical."

                                            >If this keeps going, you might do something drastic.

                                            >You stand up.

                                            "Well, I'm getting out. I have to run some errands."

                                            >Both of them stare straight at your crotch, unashamed and zoned in on your manhood.

                                            >You cover up and clear your throat.

                                            "Feel free to stay in as long as you want, Flitter."

                                            >You get out of the tub and head for the dressing room.

                                            >Once alone, you begin to dry yourself.

                                            >Twilight sure seems to want to dive right into this herd stuff.

                                            >Though it's kind of awkward with Flitter, you have to admit it was pretty exhilarating.

                                            >Last night you were taking your girlfriend's virginity-

                                            >And today she's holding another mare up for you to fondle...

                                            >If you keep thinking about it, you're going to have to take care of it.

                                            >Maybe Twilight could take care of it?

                                            >But Flitter is still here.

                                            >Is this what it will be like with a herd?

                                            >No, actually, you won't have to worry about sneaking around in private for pleasure.

                                            >You could probably just pick a mare and close the door...

                                            >Is it wrong to be thinking this way?

                                            >You can hear Twilight talking to Flitter in the other room.

                                            >"I'm still a little sore, but it was SO worth it. It was amazing."

                                            >"Did it hurt? I think it would hurt to have one go inside..."

                                            >"It didn't really hurt. It was more shocking at first. But then it was like I melted. Oh! Can I watch for your first time with Anon? I feel like I could give you some good tips."

                                            >"My first t-time? Yes, will you give me tips, Princess? I feel like I will be bad..."

                                            >"You won't be bad. Anon was getting really worked up just from preening you. He's going to love putting his-"

                                            >You throw on some shorts and walk briskly into the hall.

                                            "Errands! Errands... Gotta go to Rarity's."

                                            >You head to your room to change.


                                            ***


                                            >"I know many mares that would be interested in herding, Anon. I just need to know what you're looking for, darling."

                                            >You don't know why you asked.

                                            >The only reason you came to Rarity's was to order a new pair of dress shoes for work.

                                            >But while she worked, thoughts of your herd came back to mind.

                                            >Was this becoming an obsession?

                                            >Maybe you just needed to work out...

                                            "I don't know, I'm pretty satisfied with what I have now, but I know Twilight will want to keep going. And my new boss..."

                                            >Rarity chuckles, "Yes, I heard she made quite the ruckus about your herding. Had many mares in a thither."

                                            "Well I don't know much about this stuff. Am I supposed to be flirting around or something? Is that rude?"

                                            >Rarity shrugs, "All herds are different. Really it's between the stallion and the alpha mare how the herd proceedures work. If I know Twilight, she'll trust your judgment in herding matters. She's absolutely head over hooves for you after all, dear."

                                            >You sigh.

                                            >This is all so confusing.

                                            "So will your friend be coming down to visit this weekend still?"

                                            >Rarity clops her hooves excitedly, "Oh! Oh my! I almost forgot! She sent me a letter by magic this morning and she's absolutely giddy about meeting you! I'm telling you Anon, this little filly is just the cutest thing to come out of the city since my dragon scale saddle bag!"

                                            "Did you say 'filly'?"

                                            >Rarity giggles and waves a hoof, "No no, I just meant she's young. I promise she's of age- though only just so!"

                                            >She pokes your shoulder and winks, "You better thank me though, lining up such young flesh for you, I dare say I should be charging!"

                                            >You reach into your pocket.

                                            "How much then?"

                                            >She waves a hoof again, "Only a joke! I couldn't charge you for that. Anywhooooo, as I was saying, dear, I think this little mare could be the crown jewel of this little herd you're making."

                                            >Rarity sure is confident about this mare.

                                            >You always agree with Rarity's tastes, so you feel you can trust her with this.

                                            >For a while, you watch Rarity work in silence.

                                            >She's very nimble and confident with her work.

                                            >As she creates the fine black shoes for you, she hums a tune.

                                            >It relaxes you.

                                            >Rarity is the type of pony you like to have around when it's just the two of you.

                                            >She's a little too talkative and dramatic when others are around.

                                            >But when it's just the two of you, you can appreciate Rarity for Rarity.

                                            >She's confident.

                                            >Wise in her own way.

                                            >She is business oriented and knows how to take care of herself.

                                            "Rarity?"

                                            >The mare keeps working, "Yes?"

                                            >You lean back in your seat and cross your arms.

                                            "Have you ever thought of being in a herd?"

                                            >Immediatly you regret asking.

                                            >She glances up and smiles knowingly, "I can't say I have. Honestly, I'm more of a monogamous kind of girl. I'm just waiting for the right stallion."

                                            >You look up at the ceiling.

                                            >There's a bit of disappointment inside-

                                            >But you chalk it up to selfishness.

                                            >You can't have them all.

                                            "I can understand that."

                                            >Rarity begins to hum again.

                                            >Her gentle tones fill the room and seem to lull you into a melancholic state of nostalgia.

                                            >Memories of your head upon your mother's lap in a grassy field...

                                            "Rarity... If you can come and visit me any time you'd like. I would like your company more often than naught."

                                            >Still working, she smiles down at her work, a knowing glint in her eyes.

                                            >"I think I will take you up on that offer some day, Anon."

                                            >The summer morning slips away to the sound of Rarity humming deep within her throat.


                                            ***


                                            >After Rarity finishes the shoes, you pay for them and leave.

                                            >If you're gone too long, Twilight will come looking for you.

                                            >And it's best that you keep your public interactions to a minimum.

                                            >She has no concept of public displays of affection and where to draw the line.

                                            >As you walk back home, a stand catches your eye.

                                            >On a spur of the moment, you walk over and look at the goods offered.

                                            "They're all very beautiful. Can you give me some recommendations?"

                                            >The mare behind the counter is quite lovely.

                                            >She's only made more so by the flowers surrounding her.

                                            >Her eyes are a sharp green and her mane is a mix of red and pink.

                                            >"I would recommend you never leave my sight from this moment on~..."

                                            >You raise an eyebrow.

                                            "Huh?"

                                            >The mare blinks and seems to snap out of a daze, "Oh, forgive me. I must have dozed off. Good morning. Lovely weather, isn't it?"

                                            >Her voice is one of the most gentle things you've ever heard, but you can't shake off an ominous feeling.

                                            "Uh, yes. I was just going to get some flowers for my girlfriend. Do you have any recommendations?"

                                            >The flower mare leans her chin on her hoof and smiles dreamily up at you.

                                            >"You should forget your girlfriend and let me show you how a real mare feels inside~."

                                            >You shake your head, not really hearing what she said.

                                            "What was that?"

                                            >She giggles softly, like tinkling wind chimes.

                                            >"I said, I can help you pick some flowers out."

                                            >She holds out a hoof, "My name is Roseluck."

                                            >You gently take her soft hoof.

                                            "I'm Anonymous. Nice to meet you."

                                            >That dreamy smile seems to be hiding something ominous that you can't quite place.

                                            >"Yes, I know you from the Mayor's announcement. I didn't think you'd be so young. I dare say, I'm old enough to be your mother if you were a pony!"

                                            >She giggles softly again.

                                            "I'm not THAT young..."

                                            >She doesn't look that old.

                                            >"No, but I can pretend~."

                                            "Sorry, what?"

                                            >She brushes her mane aside and winks, "I said, let's pick out some flowers for your 'girlfriend'."


                                            ***


                                            >Though you tell Roseluck about what type of pony Twilight is, she doesn't seem very interested and begins creating a boquet for you.

                                            >While she works, you look around the stand she has set up.

                                            >Very simple but offering a wide variety of flowers.

                                            "How is the flower business in Ponyville?"

                                            >Still holding that serene smile, the mare continues to work.

                                            >"It's not as fruitful as when I go to sell in Canterlot. I do events as well. That's where the majority of my income comes from. Birthdays, parties, random celebrations, weddings... Our wedding will have the most exotic display of flowers this town has ever seen."

                                            >You watch her weave some flowers together.

                                            "Are you getting married soon?"

                                            >She giggles, "Hopefully. I've been seeing someone for a couple of weeks now. But he's rather... Unnoticing."

                                            >She's one of the more prettier mares you've seen in a while.

                                            >It's strange any stallion wouldn't notice if she was trying for romance.

                                            "I'm sorry to hear that. You're a pretty pony. Maybe he's just nervous or afraid of commitment."

                                            >Roseluck looks up at you.

                                            >Her wide eyes are a little unnerving.

                                            >"You think I'm pretty?"

                                            >Maybe that was a bit much.

                                            >You rub the back of your head, wondering what Twilight would think.

                                            "Well sure. I like your... Mane?"

                                            >She grabs her face in her hooves and flushes, looking like you just made her week.

                                            >"But... But I'm so old..."

                                            >Really?

                                            "You don't look old at all. I bet I'm older."

                                            >She smirks at you, "I'm twenty-nine. I'll be thirty this spring."

                                            "That's not old, I'm-"

                                            >"Twenty-three. Not a year older."

                                            "Uh... Yeah. That's-"

                                            >"A lucky guess. My my, so tell me, do you flirt with all the older mares, or just me~?"

                                            >She leans over the counter and you feel a little uncomfortable.

                                            "Ah no, I really wasn't trying to insinuate anything. I honestly don't flirt around."

                                            >She goes back to work, her face hard set now.

                                            >"Good. That's very good."

                                            >What an odd mare.

                                            >Once the boquet is finished, you pay for it.

                                            "Thank you very much. I'll be sure to remember you any time I need flower arrangements in the future."

                                            >Roseluck pulls a camera out from behind her counter, "May I get a picture before you go?"

                                            >You mentally stumble a bit.

                                            "Sure?"

                                            >You hold up the boquet.

                                            >Roseluck laughs and shakes her head, "No silly, I mean with me. I take a picture of all of my costomers with the arrangements I make them. For my wall."

                                            >You look around.

                                            >There is no wall of pictures.

                                            >Roseluck comes around the counter with a tripod.

                                            >"My wall is at home. It's just something in my work room to give me motivation."

                                            >You find yourself admiring her work ethic.

                                            >Nothing more impressive to you than someone following their dream and making it work.

                                            >She sets up the camera and comes over to stand beside you.

                                            >You hold the boquet to your side and force a smile.

                                            >Roseluck leans against your leg, "Say 'I do~'!"

                                            "Wha-"

                                            >The bright flash of the camera blinds you.

                                            >Roseluck skitters over to the camera.

                                            "I don't think I made a very good face for that one..."

                                            >She quickly stashes the camera and tripod away, "Nonsense. You look positively handsome. Thank you for your business. Come again. Whenever you can."

                                            >You wave and walk away from the stand.

                                            >Roseluck watches you as you go, still with that serene smile.

                                            >As you leave the marketplace, she flips the sign to 'closed' on her stand and leaves for the day.

                                            >The two of you head back toward your home, walking at a considerable distance from each other.

                                            >As you walk home, you try to prioritize your issues.

                                            >Dealing with this new herd.

                                            >Dealing with your new enthusiastic boss.

                                            >Need to work out before bed.

                                            >Open a new savings account for 'herd dealings'.

                                            >Practice introduction for work on Monday to get off on a good foot.

                                            >Try to get Twilight alone again.

                                            >Will your mares be moving in?

                                            "Gah..."

                                            >There's a lot to worry about.

                                            >Now home, you unlock the front door and enter.

                                            "Girls, I'm home!"

                                            >There's no answer.

                                            >You shrug and close the door.

                                            >Walking back to your room, you can now hear Twilight and Flitter talking.

                                            >"-it on your back, it will probably be uncomfortable trying to wrap your back legs around his hips. I think that position is preferred by humans, but he didn't complain when I moved into the normal breeding position."

                                            >Come on...

                                            >You knock on the door, stopping Twilight's over-sharing of your new sex life.

                                            "Girls, I'm back."

                                            >You enter the room and find Twilight and Flitter laying on your bed curled up.

                                            >They smile, "Oh hey dear, I was just telling Flitter about how you like to have se- uh, make love."

                                            >You pull the boquet out from behind your back.

                                            "I got this for you. Well, both of you actually."

                                            >Twilight and Flitter look shocked.

                                            "Heh. Pretty good, huh?"

                                            >Twilight points, "Anon, who is that?"

                                            >A soft voice speaks from behind you.

                                            >"Isn't he sweet? That's my Anon~."


                                            ***


                                            >Three ponies and one human sit around a table.

                                            >Roseluck followed you home.

                                            >Roseluck came into your home.

                                            >Roseluck is smiling at you.

                                            "Okay. Let's just get past this confusion. Roseluck, why did you follow me home?"

                                            >Twilight seems a bit pissed, "Why did you come IN to his home?"

                                            >Flitter looks scared.

                                            >Roseluck rubs her cheek, "Well I guess I got a little distracted. I closed up my shop and I went to walk home, but when I saw Anonymous- I guess I got distracted."

                                            >Twilight scoffs, "Distracted? The whole way into his room? What if I hadn't been there?"

                                            >Roseluck looks at you, her eyes practically sparkling.

                                            >"I'm sorry, I can't help it! Who WOULDN'T be distracted by this stunning flesh walking about the town every day in such fancy suits with such smooth skin?!"

                                            >Twilight snorts, "Anon is NOT a piece of flesh. He's my boyfriend. And Flitter's."

                                            >Flitter seems to want no part of this.

                                            >Roseluck reaches for your hand and you pull it away.

                                            >"I know he's not. I know he's so much more. I've been watching you from afar for some time now, Anonymous. From the first time I layed eyes upon you, I knew that after so many years- I had found true love! Yes! True love at first sight! And then, I found out you were going to be herding... That's when I knew I had to meet you! And today you walked right up to me, I didn't even have to work up the courage to go to you! I thought that... That I would never get another chance if I didn't go with you."

                                            >Her ears droop and you can see tears in the corners of her eyes.

                                            >"It's just... I'm getting too old and I knew when I saw you that you were what I have been looking for. I want you to like me. I want you to hold me in those arms! I want you to hold me at night and stroke my mane and tell me that I'm a pretty pony again!"

                                            >The three of you stare at her with open mouths.

                                            "O... Okay?"

                                            >Roseluck is still smiling at you.

                                            >Twilight's face is... Unreadable.

                                            >Flitter makes an odd uncomfortable groaning noise, "Is this pony crazy?"

                                            >Roseluck frowns.

                                            "Roseluck, listen, I'm flattered you feel that way, but you can't just-"

                                            >"So you want to be part of the herd?"

                                            >All of you look at Twilight.

                                            >She laughs, "You should have just said that from the beginning!"

                                            >Roseluck grins, "Herd? Oh no, I want to take Anonymous to Canterlot with me and marry him."

                                            >Your stomach drops out.

                                            >Twilight's eye twitches.

                                            >"What? WHAT?!"

                                            >Roseluck holds up a hoof and giggles behind it, "Only kidding, Princess. I want to be in your herd."

                                            >Twilight seems to calm down, "Well then. It's really up to Anon."

                                            >All three look at you.

                                            >You adjust your tie.

                                            "Can I have some time to think about this? This is all moving so fast."

                                            >Twilight nods, "Yes, it is. How about you come back tomorrow after Anon has had some time to think?"

                                            >The flower pony nods in return, "I will be happy to."

                                            >She stands up and you rise to show her out.

                                            >Before she leaves, Roseluck gives your leg a quick hug.

                                            >"Thank you, Anonymous. You won't regret this."

                                            >You watch her trot away from your home.

                                            "I hope so..."

                                            >Once you close the door and turn around, you see Twilight smiling at you.

                                            >"I can't let you out of my sight for a moment."

                                            >You sigh and rub your forehead.

                                            "That was odd. Very odd."

                                            >You walk back into the hall and Twilight follows at your heels.

                                            >"I know. But think about it: you need at least four mares for it to be considered a herd. And she was pretty. A bit strange, but good looking. Maybe she's just nervous? She sounded sincere..."

                                            "I always attract the weird ones, huh?"

                                            >Twilight bucks your leg lightly, "Jerk."

                                            >You enter the kitchen again and find Flitter laying on the table.

                                            >She pulls up her back legs, showing off a bit much.

                                            >"I am ready for my first time now, m-master..."

                                            >You give guilty-looking Twilight a deadpan look.

                                            "Always the weird ones."


                                            ***


                                            >After Flitter goes home for the night, you and Twilight sit on the couch.

                                            >She lays with her head in your lap while you stroke her mane.

                                            >"Things have gotten exciting."

                                            >You lay your head back on the cushions.

                                            "Yeah. I didn't really expect it all to happen so fast. Just the other day, I was only trying to get a job."

                                            >Twilight hums in appreciation as you rub the base of her horn.

                                            >"As long as you're happy. I just want you to be happy."

                                            >You think of all the things that have happened to you.

                                            >A good job.

                                            >A loving girlfriend.

                                            >The possibility of several loving girlfriends...

                                            "I am. Thanks to you."

                                            >Twilight rolls over onto her back, exposing her belly for you to rub.

                                            >"You did all the work. It's going to be a lot more lively around here."

                                            >You move your hand a little lower to where the fur of her coat begins to fade to warm flesh.

                                            "You're right, let's enjoy our time alone."

                                            >Twilight coos and her back arches a bit.

                                            >"Oh yeah~? We'll have plenty of time alone."

                                            >You let your hormones take over, ready to get some stress out of your muscles.

                                            "Still sore?"

                                            >Twilight unfurls her wings and slaps the couch with her tail.

                                            >"I'm going to be."

                                            >It's goes without word that Twilight will be spending the night again.