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[spg] Clear Skies a Cute!

By fang
Created: 2020-11-04 23:01:18
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  1. ==============================
  2. This is all PoV of Clear Skies' inner monologue.
  3. She's cute but not a clever poner, and I'm trying to make it sound like her.
  4. Each section is its own mini-story. Nothing important, just peeks at her life.
  5.  
  6. I post as fanganon !!GVsqLDOink5
  7. Spoiler text is marked by [Spoiler].
  8. ==============================
  9. =====Mid-December=====
  10. A week and a half after being bought.
  11.  
  12.  
  13. >Be Clear Skies
  14. >And you just heard something that made your blood go cold.
  15. >Your wings are clenching worse than your first day of flight school.
  16. >Your ears are clamped down so hard that they hurt, and your tail may as well be attached to your belly.
  17. >You're pretty sure your heart stopped beating for a few seconds too.
  18. >Princess...?
  19. >The humans have a princess?
  20.  
  21. >Why hadn't you known?
  22. >Why hadn't anypony?
  23. >If they had a princess this all could've been avoided.
  24. >All of it: the tension, the breakdown, the riot, the war...
  25. >Did Celestia and Luna know? Did they try to negotiate?
  26. >They had to have known, they were meeting with the humans for months.
  27. >None of that matters now, of course. Not after so long.
  28.  
  29. >And the news just said...
  30. >And she-
  31. >She...
  32. >...
  33. >Oh sweet Celestia you can't even say it in your head.
  34. >It's too much, too fast.
  35. >Your legs wobble a little, your body suddenly feeling heavier than it has in a decade.
  36. >The only reason you're not on the floor right now is because your joints are locked in pure shock.
  37. >You try to force the words in your head, just to make sense of them.
  38. >She-
  39. >She...
  40.  
  41. >She... Died...
  42. >You didn't even know a princess could die.
  43. >I mean-
  44. >I suppose they could, but-
  45. >But...
  46. >The humans didn't deserve this. Not even at their worst would you wish this on them.
  47. >You know you haven't experienced their worst, of course.
  48. >But you heard enough from the other ponies at the auctions.
  49. >You've actually been treated really well for a slave.
  50. >No hard labor, no rape, no torture, no whippings.
  51. >Hell, you've only been beaten onc-
  52. >...
  53. >No. No, not thinking about that right now.
  54. >Your master needs you.
  55. >He's been kinder to you than any other master.
  56. >He doesn't lock you in a cage, doesn't tie your leash to a post.
  57. >He doesn't even make you wear a collar!
  58. >Or wing binders!
  59. >He does most of the cleaning himself.
  60. >And the cooking. [thank Celestia]
  61. >And he's...
  62. >He's going to be devastated.
  63. >You don't know how to comfort a crying human.
  64. >You don't even know how to comfort a crying pony.
  65. >Except for hugs. Hugs, and calm, and patience, and letting them know how much you care for them.
  66.  
  67. >Come on Clear, you can do this.
  68. >Mare up.
  69. >Breathe.
  70. >One step at a time.
  71. >You can do it.
  72. >For your master.
  73. >You can feel your eyes beginning to sting.
  74. >Don't cry yet. This is more important.
  75. >He's still on the couch, staring at the television.
  76. >Your master is shocked too, and he needs you.
  77. >Come on, you're almost there.
  78. >He still hasn't moved.
  79. >You climb onto the couch.
  80. >Two more steps and you're right next to him.
  81. >He doesn't say anything. He doesn't have to. You're here for him.
  82. >You wrap your forelegs around him.
  83. >And your wings.
  84. >He jumps a little, and just looks at you with those caring eyes.
  85. >You bury your face into his neck.
  86. >You don't say anything. You don't have to. You know how much this hurts him.
  87. >Because you just found out and it's hurting you too.
  88.  
  89. >May Celestia and Luna guide you to peace.
  90. >Princess [Leia____]
  91.  
  92. -----
  93. Meanwhile, Anon is sitting there not really watching the news and his favorite horse just starts weeping for no reason.
  94.  
  95.  
  96.  
  97.  
  98. ==============================
  99. =====Early Spring=====
  100.  
  101.  
  102. >Be Clear Skies
  103. >Again.
  104. >Still the most heliotrope pegasus.
  105. >At least that's what your mom said.
  106. >You've never been very good with colors.
  107. >You loved watching her paint, but you were never any good at it...
  108.  
  109. "Sigh..."
  110.  
  111. >And you've been doing that all morning.
  112. >Why are you getting all mopey today?
  113. >You're not a mopey pony.
  114. >You are the complete opposite, actually.
  115. >...
  116. >Are you just getting sick of being cooped up all day?
  117. >It rains a lot here, but you like that. It's calming.
  118. >Is it something about spring in humanland?
  119. >Maybe it's just bringing back old memories.
  120. >Of a home you'll never get back to...
  121. >A home you didn't even think to miss until it was taken away...
  122. >Your friends...
  123. >Your mom...
  124. >All the good memories.
  125.  
  126. >And... the less good memories.
  127.  
  128. >That time you broke the weather-deployer thing.
  129. >...
  130. >Sprinkle Melody yelled at you. A lot.
  131. >Then Parasol yelled at you. That was the only time you've ever seen her angry.
  132. >Then bucking SPITFIRE HERSELF showed up and yelled at you.
  133. >If you weren't crying you'd have asked for her autograph.
  134. >...
  135. >You don't even remember what happened.
  136. >You were the only pony in the room, and then you woke up with a bump on your head.
  137. >And all the machines had pretty much exploded.
  138. >Cloudsdale's main factory had to be shut down for half a year before repairs were done.
  139. >You probably would've lost your job if it wasn't for Rainbow Dash.
  140. >You wanted her autograph too, but you were still crying.
  141. >She showed up the next day and argued with everyone who was angry at you.
  142. >Even though Ponyville was buried in ten feet of snow.
  143. >...
  144. >Wait a second.
  145. >Ponyville...?
  146.  
  147. "Siiiiigh..."
  148.  
  149. >Aaaaaand you just remembered why you're a mopey pony today.
  150. >Because it's today.
  151. >The anniversary of your biggest mistake.
  152. >When you...
  153. >...
  154. >You don't really think about it all that much.
  155. >Your really big screw-up.
  156. >You knew exactly how that one happened.
  157. >Why it happened.
  158. >And... you're not sure if it was a mistake or not.
  159. >Even after all this time.
  160. >Twelve years...
  161.  
  162. *grumblegroan*
  163.  
  164. >You slam your face into the cushions with a soft squeak.
  165. >This moping around isn't doing you any good.
  166. >You need something to clear your head.
  167. >Maybe you should go flying.
  168. >Take a nap on top of the clouds? Maybe the sunlight will cheer you up.
  169. >Master doesn't mind, as long as you're back before sunset.
  170.  
  171. >Nah, it's warm on the couch.
  172. >Clouds here are way too high up. It's always chilly up there.
  173. >And blankets just fall through them.
  174. >Well, what else? You're not gonna sit here all day wallowing in your bad mood.
  175. >That's not the kind of pony you are.
  176. >...
  177. >You're not hungry.
  178. >Nothing on Netflix looked interesting.
  179. >Not even the Neightflix section just for ponies.
  180. >You've gone through it three times since breakfast, and nothing caught your eye.
  181. >How about the computer? There must be something interesting there...
  182. >Meh.
  183. >Too much effort. Wingtyping is hard.
  184. >Maybe you should read one of master's books?
  185. >You never were one for reading, but he has to have something you'd like.
  186. >Hmm...
  187. >Wait-
  188. >Filly. You idiot.
  189. >You can go sit with master!
  190. >But he's working.
  191. >He won't mind as long as you're quiet, right?
  192. >And he always looks grumpy when he's done.
  193. >Maybe if you're there he'd be happier.
  194.  
  195. >Yes! It's perfect.
  196. >Getting up, you trot towards his office.
  197. >And then back to the couch.
  198. >Forgot the blanket.
  199. >You grab it in your teeth and drag it with you.
  200.  
  201. *tap tap tap*
  202. "Mathter?"
  203.  
  204. >...
  205. >No answer. Maybe he's using his ear cover things.
  206. >You reach up and poke at the doorknob.
  207. >Master has those lever-style ones on every door.
  208. >The other kind of human doorknobs are a little hard to use.
  209. >...
  210. >Yep. Ear cover things.
  211. >Still at his computer.
  212. >You walk over to him.
  213. >His computer is showing him some math. And a lot of made-up words.
  214. >The other part was showing him a bunch of colorful balls.
  215. >No idea what either means.
  216. >You put a hoof on his leg.
  217. >He notices you.
  218. >Yep, grumpyeyes. But they always go away when you're there.
  219. >Master doesn't like his job. You don't know why he does it.
  220. >Humanland is complicated.
  221. >But master likes you. And that makes you really happy.
  222. >Because you like master too. A lot.
  223.  
  224. >"Clear? What's up?"
  225. >His eyes are back to normal, but he still has grumpyvoice.
  226.  
  227. "Cah I thit ith hoo?"
  228. >"Blanket, Clear."
  229. >Oh.
  230. >Right. Oops.
  231. "Can I sit with you? Please? I promise I'll be quiet."
  232. >He just smiles and pats his lap.
  233. >Squee! You knew it'd work!
  234. >You climb up on his lap and curl up.
  235. >Head nuzzled into his stomach.
  236. >This position is a little awkward, but you like it this way.
  237. >You love his scent.
  238.  
  239. >And just like that you're happy.
  240. >All the sad memories are gone, like they never happened.
  241. >You couldn't be mopey even if you tried.
  242. >He lays the blanket over you.
  243. >And takes a few minutes just scratching your ears.
  244. >And petting your mane.
  245. >And saying something. You didn't hear what.
  246. >You're kinda spaced out.
  247. >Hoofspiders are amazing.
  248. >You're happier than you've ever been.
  249. >Well, since last night. He did it then too.
  250.  
  251. >And then he's back doing work stuff.
  252. >Lots of clickclacking with his keyboard.
  253. >It's a nice sound.
  254. >...
  255. >But even now-
  256. >Being here.
  257. >With your master.
  258. >The happiest pony in humanland.
  259. >You still find yourself thinking about back then.
  260. >That rainy night when you visited Ponyville.
  261. >Maybe...
  262. >Maybe it's because..
  263. >You don't know.
  264. >It's a sad memory. A very sad one.
  265. >But it's also kinda happy. Just, in a sad way.
  266. >You're still not sure if it was the right thing.
  267. >You know you weren't ready.
  268. >You couldn't be a...
  269. >A mom.
  270. >Not when you were fifteen.
  271. >Not even with mom's help.
  272.  
  273. >You weren't an adult.
  274. >You weren't done with school yet.
  275. >Heck, you and your coltfriend had already split up by the time you noticed you were pregnant.
  276. >You don't even remember his name anymore.
  277. >But you'll never forget her.
  278. >She had her father's coat. That orangey yellowy gold that you can only find at sunset.
  279. >She had your mane though. A little lighter, but it stuck up in front just like yours.
  280. >And...
  281. >Ugh, why are you doing this to yourself.
  282. >Maybe...
  283. >Maybe you should try to find her.
  284. >She might be in humanland, right?
  285. >But you don't know if she's here.
  286. >Or if you could find her.
  287. >Or if you did, that her master would let you meet.
  288. >...
  289. >Or even if that was a good idea...
  290.  
  291. >You weren't her mom, after all.
  292. >You never tried to find her before.
  293. >You didn't want to interfere with her family.
  294. >You didn't have that right.
  295. >No matter how much you want to see her, you weren't her family.
  296. >She had her own mom, and her own dad, and maybe even some brothers and sisters.
  297. >But now that so many ponies are here...
  298. >She might be alone.
  299. >Or with a bad master...
  300. >Or with a master as good as yours, you don't know.
  301. >You just... don't know.
  302.  
  303. >Maybe that's what you need.
  304. >Some kind of closure.
  305. >Maybe...
  306. >Maybe you should ask master to help you find her.
  307. >Just to find out if she's okay.
  308. >And then go from there.
  309. >...
  310. >If he even can. Master is smart and good with computers.
  311. >But finding a specific pony would be really hard.
  312. >Maybe impossible.
  313. >...
  314. >You don't know if she even kept her name...
  315. >You wrote it down and tucked it into the basket.
  316. >The orphanage would've used that name.
  317. >But her parents might not have.
  318. >You know that happens sometimes, when a foal is adopted very young.
  319. >...
  320. >And you're getting sad again.
  321. >You snuggle up to master.
  322. >Shuffle your wings a little.
  323. >Take a deep sniff, so the only thing you can smell is master.
  324. >You really love his scent.
  325. >You let out a long sigh. A happy one this time.
  326.  
  327. >All this mopey pony business will have to wait for later.
  328. >Right now it's you,
  329. >and your master,
  330. >and a warm blanket,
  331. >and the clickyclacky of his computer,
  332. >and the gentle droning rain,
  333. >and nothing else in the world matters.
  334.  
  335.  
  336.  
  337.  
  338. ==============================
  339. =====Early Summer=====
  340.  
  341.  
  342. >You are Clear Skies.
  343. >And you just encountered your first threat in humanland.
  344. >Your first real challenge since way back in flight school.
  345. >You're in a precarious situation.
  346. >And if you don't handle this perfectly, it'll cost you EVERYTHING you care about.
  347. >Master.
  348. >Is talking to.
  349. >Another.
  350. >Mare.
  351.  
  352. >You ruffle your wings and puff out your tuft.
  353. >...
  354. >Then you stop.
  355. >Bring that fluff back down, filly.
  356. >It's okay. You trust master.
  357. >Whorse needs to step off though.
  358. >[He's mine.]
  359.  
  360. >Standing at the door is an off-white earth pony with a gold mane and tail.
  361. >And a cutie mark of... coffee?
  362. >She's wearing a brown jacket.
  363. >Because she doesn't have superior pegasi fluff.
  364. >Buck, and now you're racist.
  365. >...
  366. >It's okay Clear, just breathe.
  367. >This isn't like you.
  368. >This isn't like you at all.
  369. >She's not gonna steal your master or anything. She has her own master.
  370. >You won't be jealous just because master says hello to her.
  371. >Master is always nice to ponies.
  372. >Petty jealousy isn't proper for a mare. Just like mom said.
  373. >And she seems nice enough. She knows master, after all.
  374. >And you're here to have dinner with master's friend.
  375. >You're just nervous because this is a new place.
  376. >And you want to protect master.
  377. >Right?
  378. >...
  379. >Right.
  380.  
  381. >"Clear, meet March Gustysnows. March, this is Clear Skies."
  382. >"Oh yah, you've mentioned her. Nice to finally mee'cha."
  383. >You smile and wave a little.
  384. >See, she is nice. Maybe you can finally have a pony friend.
  385. >"Well don't just stand there, come in come in. You'll freeze in this here cold."
  386.  
  387. >"Soooooo Anon, I'm still a might surprised you have a pony. After, well, you know..."
  388. >Master gives her a look.
  389. >The 'stop that or you'll get in trouble' look.
  390. >The one he used your first week with him.
  391. >Before you got to know him.
  392. >"Things change. Clear has been very helpful. Keeps me sane."
  393. >"Oh yah, I understand that. Its a right doozy bein cooped up all winter."
  394.  
  395. >"You two go on and get washed up for supper. I made some eggplant alfredo with a nice salad. And a big ol' steak for you."
  396. >"Huh? You know you don't have to-"
  397. >"Oh and I'll be hearin' none of that. I know how much humies love their meat."
  398. >Did... did she just wiggle her rump?
  399. >...
  400. >No, you're just imagining things.
  401.  
  402. >You follow master to the bathroom and wash your hooves.
  403. >And by that you mean master washes your hooves.
  404. >You can do it yourself but master likes playing with your hooves.
  405. >Aaaaand you like it too.
  406. >Being close to him makes you happy.
  407. >He's humming some cheerful little song you don't recognize.
  408. >And he takes much longer than needed making sure your frogs are clean.
  409. >...
  410. >It feels nice.
  411. >He's slowly rubbing them in little circles.
  412. >It's making you all tingly.
  413. >And kinda warm.
  414. >Must be something in the soap.
  415.  
  416. >...
  417. >The sink is really low.
  418. >Master has to kneel to use it.
  419. >Must have been made just for March.
  420. >Huh.
  421. >Good to know her master is nice too.
  422. >Must be pretty inconvenient though.
  423. >Unless her master is really short.
  424.  
  425. >You and master get to the kitchen and find the table already set.
  426. >March is bringing out the last plate:
  427. >Master's steak.
  428. >"Here ya go Anon. I tried a new way of seasonin' it. My own special sauce..."
  429. >Why is she waggling her eyebrows like that?
  430. >...
  431. >She's kinda wierd.
  432.  
  433. >"Well don'cha just stand there. Dig in."
  434.  
  435. >So, eggplant alfredo is a kind of cheesy noodle thing with chunks of fried eggplant.
  436. >You poke at it with your fork, trying to get a little bit of everything.
  437. >It's...
  438. >Actually really good.
  439. >Master is a better cook.
  440. >Because he cooks with love.
  441. >That's what he told you, anyway.
  442. >But you've never had this before, and you like it.
  443. >As you chew, something starts to bug you.
  444.  
  445. "So, um, is it really okay to start before your master gets here?"
  446. >They both look at you.
  447. >What'd you say?
  448. >"Oh gee, you didn't tell her?"
  449. >Huh?
  450. >"There, uh, isn't a whole lot of conversation when we're together."
  451. >"Oh golly, well ain't that a thing."
  452. >She winks at you with a sly smile.
  453. >And that's when you realize [how lewd master sounded.]
  454. >Good thing your coat is pink.
  455. >You're blushing pretty hard.
  456. >You grab another fork-full.
  457. >Don't start sputtering.
  458. >Don't go spewing hay.
  459. >Keep it in your saddlebags.
  460. >Just act casual.
  461.  
  462. >"I'm a free pony, dearie. Haven't had an owner in a couple years don'cha know."
  463. >You almost choke on a noodle.
  464. "Wha?"
  465. >"Oh yah, once we all got dumped here I got bought up by a nice old couple with a coffee shop."
  466. >"They needed a pony to help keep up with the Seattle crowd. I made the best darn coffee this side of the Rockies I tell'ya."
  467. >"But those scruffy hipsters were havin' none of it. They wanted their halfcaf cruelty-free pumpkin spice crappe."
  468. >"A year later a Starbucks opened across the street. That ended things pretty fast, it did."
  469. >"That nice old couple retired right then, don'cha know. Set me free and moved to Florida to be with their grandkids."
  470. >"One of our... umm, mutual friends introduced us, yah. And Anon here helped set me up with this cozy little cabin."
  471. >You look to master, still confused.
  472. >"Well, that's the short version. We had a bit of trouble since back then the ownership laws were so vague. I think right now she's the legal property of a tree."
  473. >That didn't help.
  474.  
  475. >The rest of dinner was pretty quiet.
  476. >Well, for you anyways.
  477. >Master and March exchanged smalltalk.
  478. >But you weren't paying much attention.
  479. >You were trying to wrap your head around something.
  480. >You didn't know ponies could be free here.
  481. >Since you got here you always had a master.
  482. >And now you have the best one.
  483. >You hadn't heard of any free ponies before...
  484. >...
  485. >Does it really matter, though?
  486. >To other ponies, yes. But not to you.
  487. >You're happy with master.
  488. >Maybe if you could go back to Equestria...
  489. >But even then, you'd want him to come with you.
  490. >You don't think you could be happy without him.
  491. >Not anymore.
  492. >Even sitting next to him didn't feel right.
  493. >You're usually on his lap.
  494.  
  495. >...
  496. >Seeing master eating meat was a little wierd.
  497. >You know he eats a lot of meat, just not around you.
  498. >He's always so nice, sometimes you forget that he's a predator.
  499. >...
  500. >That warm tingling is getting stronger.
  501.  
  502. >"Oh dear, time snuck right up past me. It's almost ten don'cha know. Better get home soon, yah?"
  503.  
  504. >Master goes to grab his coat.
  505. >AND SHE'S STARING AT HIS BUTT.
  506. >"Oh yah, he's a fine piece of humie."
  507. >She bites her lip.
  508. >Your fur bristles.
  509. >You bucking knew it.
  510. >She was checking him out.
  511. >"And I will have him. Only a matter of time don'cha know."
  512. >She smiles at you, and you're sure that there are two predators in the house right now.
  513.  
  514. >Master says his goodbyes, and you force a smile and wave.
  515. >You don't really trust yourself to still sound friendly.
  516.  
  517. >You two take your time walking back home.
  518. >The stars are out.
  519. >Not like when you were in the city. Out here, you can see them all.
  520. >It's really pretty.
  521. >Humanland has a lot more stars than Equestria does.
  522. >And a dim white blotch across the sky.
  523. >No idea what that is.
  524. >As different as it is, the sight still makes you a little homesick.
  525. >"Something wrong Clear?"
  526. >You peek up at him.
  527. >You meet his eyes. Always so caring... Always so gentle...
  528. >Your chest tightens.
  529. >You look away.
  530. "She... seems really nice."
  531.  
  532. >He sighs.
  533. >You knew he'd be able to tell you're upset.
  534. >He always knows what you're thinking.
  535. >"Clear... Look, she's been trying to get into my pants the entire time I've known her. Hasn't managed it yet."
  536. >You look back at him.
  537. >He noticed?
  538. >"And as nice as she is, I'm not interested."
  539. >Master reaches down.
  540. >And picks you up.
  541. >"Especially since I already found my favorite pony."
  542. >And he kisses you on your snootle.
  543. >...
  544. >HE KISSED YOU!
  545. >ON YOUR SNOOTLE!
  546. >*FWOMP*
  547. >AND NOW YOUR WINGS ARE AT HALF MAST.
  548. "Bu, hah, wuh"
  549. >Great job Clear. Perfect reaction. So elegant.
  550. >Master smiles and starts rubbing his face in your mane.
  551. >Oh goddesses you're winking.
  552. >pleasedontnoticepleasedontnoticepleasedontnotice
  553. >...
  554. >You're pretty sure he doesn't notice.
  555. >His coat might be a little damp though.
  556. >You rest your head against his chest.
  557. >You take a deep sniff. Master's scent always calms you down.
  558. >Now though, it's only making that warm tingle unbearable.
  559. >You try really hard to keep your tail from flagging.
  560.  
  561. >Filly, please.
  562. >Why are you acting like a bucking teenager?
  563. >Master does this all the time.
  564. >Like, literally all the time.
  565. >Well, the cuddling at least.
  566. >[The kiss was new.]
  567. >On the couch.
  568. >While he's working.
  569. >At dinner.
  570. >In... in bed.
  571. >...
  572. >His scent is just so... intense today.
  573. >Those strong arms.
  574. >The thumpthump of his heart.
  575. >His scratchy whiskers against your fur.
  576. >His breath hitting your ear...
  577. >You want him.
  578. >You want him so bad right now.
  579. >...
  580. >Oh no.
  581. >Oh no no no no.
  582. >You know what it is.
  583. >Why you've been so not-you tonight.
  584. >Why you're acting like a hormone-doped filly.
  585. >[You're in heat.]
  586.  
  587.  
  588.  
  589.  
  590. ==============================
  591. =====Early Summer=====
  592. This one takes place the same day as the last bit.
  593.  
  594.  
  595. >Be Clear Skies
  596. >In bed.
  597. >With your master.
  598. >The same as every night.
  599. >In your master's arms.
  600. >Snuggled up against him.
  601. >Your happiest place.
  602. >Only this time, your mind just won't stop running.
  603.  
  604. >You push your back against him.
  605. >A little harder than normal.
  606. >Just being this close isn't enough.
  607. >You've never been very good at handling your...
  608. >Urges
  609. >During estrus.
  610. >Usually you end up at mom's house, locked in your old room.
  611. >Just so you don't do something stupid...
  612.  
  613. >He's always been so nice to you.
  614. >And gentle.
  615. >And affectionate.
  616. >He loves to cuddle with you.
  617. >And you love it too.
  618. >He's the best master.
  619.  
  620. >Your head is lying on one of his arms.
  621. >And his other arm is draped over your barrel.
  622. >He's running his hoofspider back and forth.
  623. >Down, rubbing your belly.
  624. >And then all the way back up, stopping to scratch your tuft.
  625. >And back down again...
  626. >Teasingly slow...
  627. >It feels amazing.
  628. >And, being in bed...
  629. >His scent is everywhere.
  630. >And so... overpowering.
  631. >It's making you lightheaded.
  632. >That warm tingle is very, very strong now.
  633. >Stronger than you've ever felt it, you think.
  634. >...
  635.  
  636. >It always makes you so happy being with master.
  637. >But now, it's something else...
  638. >You've had friends, but you were never this close to somepony.
  639. >And you've had coltfriends, but they were always just coltfriends.
  640. >But now, you have some...one, who you can't imagine being away from. Even for a little bit.
  641. >Who makes you happy no matter what you're doing.
  642. >Who treats you like you're the best thing in his life.
  643. >And...
  644. >Who has you so turned-on you're making a puddle.
  645. >There's no way you could hide that.
  646. >Even if you tried.
  647. >He could probably even smell it by now.
  648. >...
  649. >He's your best friend, and your precious master...
  650. >But... could he be more?
  651. >Could a best friend even be a coltfriend?
  652. >You don't see why not, but you don't know what that'd be like...
  653. >Probably really nice.
  654.  
  655. >Should you...
  656. >Should you try taking it...
  657. >Further?
  658. >Master loves you.
  659. >You know he does.
  660. >And you love master.
  661. >You're absolutely sure about that.
  662. >...
  663. >That's all that's needed, right?
  664.  
  665. >Yes. Yes it is.
  666. >...
  667. >Master's a colt, no matter how mareish he acts.
  668. >He made the first move tonight.
  669. >Kissing you, on your walk home.
  670. >And you panicked.
  671. >This time, it's your turn.
  672. >Mare up, and show him you want to take it further.
  673.  
  674. >You lean your head up, and stretch a little.
  675. >And plant a kiss on his chin.
  676. >And he tilts his head down and puts one on your snootle.
  677. >And then in your mane.
  678. >And then another.
  679. >And another.
  680. >And he breathes in, deep.
  681. >Master likes your scent as much as you like his.
  682. >You're getting so hot it feels like you're going to burn up.
  683.  
  684. "Master?"
  685. >"Mmmhmm?"
  686. "Do... do you... l-like me?"
  687. >He kisses you again, right between your ears.
  688. >"Of course I do. How could I not? You're perfect."
  689. >You don't think you could blush harder than you already were, but you certainly try.
  690. "I-I mean... L-like me, like me."
  691. >You don't know if you have it in you to say it out loud.
  692. >So you push your rump against his crotch.
  693.  
  694. >He's quiet for a second.
  695. >His face still pressed against your mane.
  696. >His arm still rubbing your belly.
  697. >As nervous as you are, it feels like forever.
  698. >"Yes, Clear. I do."
  699. >You can feel him through his clothes.
  700. >He's already hard.
  701. "D-do you, umm, want to..."
  702. >You wiggle your rump a little.
  703. >And you feel it twitch.
  704.  
  705. >"Clear... Are you sure? Being with a human is a little... different than a pony."
  706. >You don't know what he means.
  707. >But you know you want this.
  708. "Yes. I'm sure. I.. I want to be with you."
  709. >He moves his head to the side, planting kisses as he goes.
  710. >And he nibbles on your ear.
  711. >Your rear legs buck a little.
  712. >Oh wow.
  713. >THAT is a new feeling.
  714. >...
  715. >Those sharp teeth...
  716. >He could hurt you if he wants.
  717. >And there's nothing you could do to stop him.
  718. >But instead, he's using them to make you feel good.
  719. >U-unf.
  720.  
  721. >His arm goes back up to your tuft, running his hoofspider through it.
  722. >And keeps going up, gently scratching your chin.
  723. >And then down, through your tuft again.
  724. >Lingering a little on your belly.
  725. >And then...
  726. >Continuing down...
  727. >He stops.
  728. >You know why.
  729. >He's asking for your permission.
  730. >He's making sure it's not moving too fast for you.
  731. >Even now, he's worried about being too rough with you.
  732. >You wrap your tail around his leg.
  733. >To let him know. Yes, you're sure.
  734. >Gently, he moves to your teats.
  735. >Slowly rubbing them.
  736. >And tracing little circles around them.
  737. >And brushing against them.
  738. >He pinches one a little, and you let out a gasp.
  739.  
  740. >Between the ear, and his hoofspider, the feeling of his chest, and the pressure against your rump...
  741. >And his scent...
  742. >You haven't even started and you're already nearing a maregasm.
  743.  
  744. >You squirm a little, enjoying his touch...
  745. >But you want more.
  746. "Please, master. Don't teeaaaase me..."
  747. >He bites down a little harder.
  748. >And you twitch.
  749.  
  750. >He lets go of your ear, and licks it.
  751. >And places a slow, gentle kiss at its base.
  752.  
  753. >He pulls his arm out from under you, and repositions so he's above you.
  754. >You turn onto your back...
  755. >That smile is as gentle as ever, but this time there's something else too.
  756. >The way he's looking at you.
  757. >His arms pressed down to either side of you.
  758. >Those sharp teeth...
  759. >You can't help but shiver.
  760. >...
  761. >He wants you.
  762. >Just as much as you want him.
  763. >And he's going to take you.
  764. >Because that's what his species does.
  765. >And you've never wanted anything more than you want this.
  766.  
  767. >!!!
  768. >You were so focused on his face, you lost track of what he was doing.
  769. >His...
  770. >He's poking against your crotch.
  771. >The tip is slipping between your folds.
  772. >You're so wet right now he could probably get it all the way in with one thrust.
  773. >The thought makes your wings twitch.
  774. >But you can't manage to look away.
  775. >His eyes. His smile.
  776. >...
  777. >You really do love him...
  778.  
  779. >He pushes, slowly entering you.
  780. >Stopping every few seconds
  781. >To let you get used to his size.
  782. >You can see the hunger in his eyes.
  783. >Every time he pushes further in you twitch and squirm.
  784. >It feels so good.
  785. >You're startled a little when you feel his hips press against your rump.
  786. >You wink, and it brushes against his skin.
  787. >OH.
  788. >...
  789. >And there's the maregasm.
  790. >Master hasn't moved yet, he's just looking you in the eyes.
  791. >And his smile...
  792. >That's not master's normal smile.
  793. >That's a predator's smile.
  794. >...
  795. >You start to wonder what you got yourself into, when master starts moving.
  796. >Still slowly.
  797. >But you're really sensitive.
  798. >Even with the extra lubrication.
  799. >Your rear hooves kick a little.
  800. >And then back in.
  801. >A little faster this time.
  802. >He hilts again, and holds it until you wink.
  803. >Your wings twitch.
  804. >This is a bit more than you were prepared for.
  805. >But you want to keep going.
  806. >He does it again, a little faster.
  807. >All the way out until only the tip is inside you.
  808. >And all the way back in, until your bodies meet.
  809. >And again.
  810. >And again.
  811. >Faster each time.
  812. >You start to feel like you're at your limit.
  813.  
  814. "Master! I- I'm..."
  815. >He speeds up.
  816. >And your world is filled with little sparkles.
  817. >As you cum. Hard.
  818.  
  819. >Your insides are clenching down on him.
  820. >He hasn't stopped.
  821. >He hasn't even slowed down.
  822. >He's nibbling on your wing.
  823. >And you cum again.
  824. >You start to lose track of time.
  825. >You're so sensitive.
  826. >And it's so hard.
  827. >You can feel it poking against your insides.
  828. >The thump thump thump as your bed hits the wall.
  829. >And you cum again.
  830. >It's going so deep.
  831. >He's running his hoofspider through your mane.
  832. >As the other one rubs the extra-sensitive fur between your wings.
  833. >And you cum.
  834. >Again.
  835. >Your inner muscles are starting to get tired.
  836. >You didn't know that could happen.
  837. >You never want it to stop, but you don't think you can keep going.
  838. >And he's going even faster.
  839. >And then he starts growling.
  840. >Like an animal.
  841. >He holds you tight.
  842. >His hoofspiders scratching you like claws.
  843. >And he bites your neck.
  844. >It's too much.
  845. >Your back arches and your wings flap spastically.
  846. >You cum harder than you ever have.
  847. >It's so intense, it's almost painful.
  848. >You lock down on him like a vice.
  849. >Your vision is covered in sparks, like a million lightning strikes.
  850. >At this point you know you're a twitching mess.
  851. >And you can barely think.
  852. >You start to lose focus, the edges of your vision turning black.
  853. >All you can do is hold on to master as tight as you can, as he finishes inside you.
  854. "I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love yooooouuuuuu-"
  855. >...
  856. >It's so warm...
  857. >...
  858. >He kisses you.
  859. >A long, deep, lover's kiss.
  860. >"I love you too, Clear."
  861.  
  862. >It takes you a few seconds to realize you said that out loud.
  863. >...
  864. >That's okay.
  865. >You're going to be saying it a lot more from now on.
  866.  
  867.  
  868.  
  869.  
  870. ==============================
  871. =====Mid-Summer=====
  872.  
  873.  
  874. >You are Clear Skies
  875. >You are currently bored.
  876. >And lonely.
  877. >Master left early this morning. He had to drive into the city.
  878. >It's been a while since you've been alone.
  879. >...
  880. >Since the two of you met, you've never been apart this long.
  881. >When he goes to get groceries he's gone for maybe an hour.
  882. >That's how it's been for... seven months? Maybe eight?
  883. >...
  884.  
  885. >When you came to humanland you were afraid of them.
  886. >They were big and scary and Equestria's whole army couldn't stop them.
  887. >All of your masters have been nice to you.
  888. >Well, nicer than other masters you've heard about.
  889. >But still, they were humans. Meat-eating predators who captured and enslaved your entire species in under a month.
  890. >Monsters. Smart monsters, which made it even worse.
  891. >You never thought you could warm up to them.
  892. >You never thought that you would miss a human.
  893. >You never thought you'd be comfortable around them.
  894. >Never thought that you'd miss their touch. Their scent. The sound of their heartbeat.
  895. >The hoofspider running through your mane. The feeling of bare flesh on your cheek.
  896. >The gentle stroking along your wings. The little kisses, just because you were close to each other.
  897. >If someone told you that in four years you'd have a human coltfriend, you would have laughed at them.
  898. >But here you are.
  899. >On the couch.
  900. >Waiting for a human to come home because you can't stand being away from him.
  901. >You've never been this close to anypony before.
  902. >You barely even dated in Equestria.
  903. >You're not exactly the most charming of ponies.
  904. >...
  905.  
  906. >It's been a whole month since you and master..
  907. >[got intimate.]
  908. >Since then, every night has been like that.
  909. >And some of the days, too.
  910. >Even after estrus ended.
  911. >It's pretty exhausting.
  912. >But you wouldn't have it any other way.
  913. >And not just because of... that.
  914. >You've gotten closer since then, too.
  915. >You had spent more and more time together since that night.
  916. >Before, you already spent most of the day sitting on his lap.
  917. >And you had shared his bed since you met.
  918. >But after that night, things were different. You're barely apart now.
  919. >He's always been affectionate. He loved to sit with you, and to cuddle on the couch.
  920. >Petting you, or brushing your mane, or scratching your ears.
  921. >Playing with your hoovsies.
  922. >And you still do all that.
  923. >But it's different now. Now that you're special someponies, it's not enough.
  924. >Now he carries you around the house with him, and you perch on his shoulder when he's doing chores.
  925. >You take showers together now.
  926. >You taught him [how to preen your wings.][ Hoofspiders are amazing.]
  927. >Sometimes, you spend the entire day pressed against his chest, with your muzzle buried in his neck.
  928. >Just to get as much skin contact as you can.
  929. >You never though bare flesh would feel this nice.
  930. >Maybe it's just because it's Master.
  931.  
  932. >Cuddling the pony- person you love is... different.
  933. >And it's not just the kissing.
  934. >[There is a lot of kissing.]
  935. >Just being able to touch him makes you feel warm and fuzzy inside.
  936. >And without it, you just feel... empty.
  937. >You know it sounds stupid, but you need to be near him.
  938. >It's more than just being lonely.
  939. >It feels like you're missing a part of yourself right now.
  940. >You... need to be with him.
  941. >You don't know when it started, but you know when you first realized.
  942. >You love him.
  943. >You just wish you had met him sooner.
  944.  
  945. >...!
  946. >You hear keys!
  947. >You jump off the couch and awkwardly stumble to the door.
  948. >"Master!"
  949. >The door opens and...
  950. >oh.
  951. >It's not Master.
  952. >Master's friend is visiting again.
  953. >Ms. Femanon is nice, but she's not Master.
  954. >"Hi Clear. I come bearing gifts! Triple cheese veggie pizza for you, and a bottle of rum for me. Anon's going to be back late so we're having a girl's night."
  955. >Oh...
  956. >"Hey, cheer up. I'm not that bad."
  957. >Huh?
  958. >"I know that look. He misses you too. He'll be back as soon as he can, but that might be a while. Something went wrong with their servers or something. All I heard was swearing and a fire extinguisher. Either way, he's not going to be back before bedtime."
  959. >...
  960. >Going to sleep without Master next to you?
  961. >You don't know if you can.
  962. >You've gone to bed with him every night since you met.
  963. >"Ugh, I'm terrible at this. Come on, let's have dinner and start up a movie before I end up making you cry."
  964. "I'm sorry Ms. Femanon. I'm not going to cry. I just miss him..."
  965. >"Good, because I can't deal with crying ponies. That's what the rum is for."
  966.  
  967.  
  968. -----
  969. To be continued, I guess. When I have more time.
  970.  
  971.  
  972.  
  973.  
  974. ==============================
  975. More time has arrived. Here's part 2.
  976.  
  977.  
  978. >You are Clear Skies
  979. >And you are miserable.
  980. >It’s 3 AM and Master isn’t back yet.
  981. >Ms. Femanon is passed out on the couch.
  982. >Well, her legs are. Her top half is on the floor.
  983. >You’re not strong enough to lift her up, but that’s fine.
  984. >This is how she usually ends up whenever she visits.
  985.  
  986. >It was an okay night, you guess. Ms. Femanon is nice.
  987. >She brought your favorite pizza.
  988. >The two of you talked, and watched movies, and had a relaxing evening.
  989. >And then she told you that you have a nice butt and fell asleep.
  990. >Pretty tame for going through a whole bottle of rum. You still don’t know how she drinks it.
  991. >You tried it once, but it tasted like burning. Human alcohol is a lot stronger than the pony kind.
  992.  
  993. >After she was asleep you cleaned up the mess, got her a blanket, and went to bed.
  994. >That was five hours ago.
  995. >You still can’t sleep.
  996. >...
  997. >Of course you can’t sleep.
  998. >Master isn’t here.
  999. >It feels like you have a hole in your chest.
  1000. >He’s been gone so long...
  1001.  
  1002. >Around midnight you started digging through the clothes hamper.
  1003. >You built a little nest out of his dirty laundry.
  1004. >It’s not enough.
  1005. >But it helps a little. Being surrounded by master’s scent makes it hurt less.
  1006. >You don’t want to cry.
  1007. >You know he’s working hard, and that if he had the choice he would be here with you.
  1008. >But you were never a tough mare.
  1009.  
  1010. >You just have to deal with it for-
  1011. >...
  1012. >The shower is on.
  1013. >Ms. Femanon must have woken up.
  1014. >You should probably help her. Whenever she wakes up at night she makes a big mess.
  1015. >You’ve helped master enough to know what to do.
  1016. >...
  1017. >You let out a little sigh.
  1018. >It’s not like you were sleeping, anyway.
  1019. >Just a few more seconds and you’ll get up.
  1020. >You shove your snout into one of master’s shirts and lie there a little longer.
  1021. >Breathing in his scent.
  1022. >...
  1023. >You really love his scent.
  1024.  
  1025. >...
  1026. >Okay, that’s long enough.
  1027. >You’re not some delicate little colt. Get out there and help Ms. Femanon.
  1028. >You hop off the side of the bed and try to ignore the urge to jump right back onto it.
  1029. >Your nest will still be there when you get back, right now Ms. Fema-
  1030. >You smell smoke.
  1031. >YOU SMELL SMOKE.
  1032. >Oh, that bucking drunkard is picking tonight to be an idiot.
  1033. >You gallop into living room, looking for smoke. Not here, and you can see it’s not the kitchen either.
  1034. >You run to get the-
  1035. >...
  1036. >Clothes on the ground? And they’re definitely where the smell is coming from.
  1037. >That doesn’t...
  1038. >...
  1039. >They’re master’s clothes! And they weren’t here when you went to bed!
  1040. >Master’s back!
  1041. >You shove open the bathroom door and-
  1042. “Master!”
  1043. >He’s in the shower, leaning against the wall.
  1044.  
  1045. >”Hello Clear” he groans.
  1046. >He sounds more tired than you’ve ever heard.
  1047. >The smell of smoke is overpowering. All the water is making it worse.
  1048. >You don’t care, though. Your master is back.
  1049. >He’s back, and tired, and dirty, and he needs you.
  1050. >You scramble over to him and climb into the shower.
  1051. >”How was your night? Fem didn’t get too drunk, did she?”
  1052. “No master, she only had one bottle with her.”
  1053. >You can’t wait anymore. You stretch your wings a little and flap up to his height.
  1054. >Your forelegs go around his shoulders, and you pull yourself as tight as you can. You nuzzle his neck, and just like that it feels like today never happened.
  1055. >Even with all the smoke, his scent is still there.
  1056.  
  1057. >He wraps his arms around you, holding you up.
  1058. >“I missed you too, Clear. Sorry I was gone for so long.”
  1059. >You’re fighting tears.
  1060. >You know you’re being silly. He wasn’t even gone for a whole day.
  1061. >You squeeze a little tighter. You’re just happy to be with him again.
  1062.  
  1063. >...
  1064.  
  1065. >You don’t know how long you were hanging on to him.
  1066. >Long enough to calm down, at least.
  1067. >And you never want to let go, but...
  1068. >The smokey smell is starting to bother you.
  1069. >It’s all over him.
  1070. >It’s on you, too. But only a little bit. It’ll rinse off really easily.
  1071. >But since Master’s so tired, he can’t clean himself.
  1072. >Maybe...
  1073. “Master? Can I... um... wash you?”
  1074. >Your snootle is still on his neck, but you can feel him smile.
  1075. >He gives you a kiss on the cheek and a little squeeze.
  1076. >”If you want to. It might be tough to get the smoke off, though.”
  1077. >Yes!
  1078. >You’ve never gotten to do this before.
  1079. >He’s too big and it’s hard to fly with wet wings.
  1080. >Water ends up going everywhere.
  1081.  
  1082. >Master slowly lowers himself to the floor, sitting with his legs stretched in front of him.
  1083. >His knees pop on the way down.
  1084. >You wince. You know it sounds painful, but Master says it isn’t.
  1085. >”Alright Clear, you’re in charge of getting me clean.”
  1086. >You pull away from him and nod.
  1087. >You know you asked to do this, but you’re taking it seriously.
  1088. >Master needs your help, and you’re going to do the best you can.
  1089.  
  1090. >You grab the scrubby loofah thing and the bottle of Master's body soap.
  1091. >He's so dirty you're going to have to use a lot of it tonight.
  1092. >You squirt a little onto the scrubber and set the bottle off to the side.
  1093. >You squish the soap into the loofah until it's all bubbly.
  1094. >It's making your hooves feel cool and tingly.
  1095. >Master says that’s because of the menthol.
  1096. >You don’t know what that is, but it feels like how mint tastes.
  1097.  
  1098. >You’re not really sure where would be best to start, so you pick his arm.
  1099. >The foamy bubbles turn gray as you scrub him.
  1100. >Even the parts under his clothes are covered in it.
  1101. >You have to get a little rougher halfway down, trying to get rid of the grayish dust.
  1102. >You’re still trying to be gentle. Especially with his hoofspider. But that smell needs to come off him.
  1103. >It takes a little while, but you finally get his skin back to the color it’s supposed to be.
  1104. >You rinse-out the loofah and put more soap on it.
  1105. “How did you get this smokey? It smells like a campfire.”
  1106. >He lets out a relaxed sigh as you start on his back. It’s not as dirty as his arm, but the smoke smell is still there.
  1107. >”One of the servers caught fire. They’re big computers that do stuff for lots of other computers.”
  1108. >That’s what Ms. Femanon said. Sometimes you can’t tell when she’s joking.
  1109. >”Not my fault though. Don from Accounting said he was looking for somewhere to store his mixtape.”
  1110. >That doesn’t make much sense.
  1111. >Maybe.
  1112. >You don’t really know how computers work. Master made one for you, but you only use it to watch videos and stuff.
  1113. >”Anyway, that’s why I was there for so long; I was on my way out when it happened. The boss called in everyone she could and we had to scramble to get everything back online.”
  1114. >You circle around to his left arm.
  1115. >It’s covered in smoke dust, same has the other one.
  1116.  
  1117. >Little by little you make progress.
  1118. >You scrub, and rinse, and scrub again until the suds stay white.
  1119. >Then you move to the next spot.
  1120. >It’s slow, but very calming.
  1121. >You can tell it’s making master relaxed, and that makes you happy.
  1122. >You don’t get to do nice things for him very often.
  1123. >Usually it’s him doing nice things for you.
  1124. >You rinse out the loofah and use more soap.
  1125. >You bring the scrubber to his neck, going a little slower now.
  1126. >You don’t think you’re strong enough to hurt Master, but you don’t want to find out.
  1127. ”Close your eyes, Master.”
  1128. >He does, and you start to clean his face.
  1129. >Slowly, and as gently as you can.
  1130. >It’s just as dirty as his arms were.
  1131.  
  1132. >You pull him forward a little, so the shower can rinse the gray foam off his face.
  1133. >You go back to his neck and repeat the motions.
  1134. >Rinse.
  1135. >And again.
  1136. >On the fourth pass, the suds are clean.
  1137. >You push his face out of the water, and give him a little peck on the lips.
  1138. >This is really starting to turn you on.
  1139. >Washing somepony is a lot more intimate than you thought it would be.
  1140. >You never really had a relationship where you could be this affectionate.
  1141. >Your other coltfriends were just kind of... there. You know: be with them for a couple hours a day, take them on a date, smalltalk about the few interests you shared, whatever.
  1142. >Normal relationship stuff.
  1143. >But with Master, it’s different. You like it much better this way.
  1144.  
  1145. >He still looks really tired, but he’s much happier now.
  1146. >And it makes you happy that you can help him.
  1147. >You move to his chest, next.
  1148. >Back to being a little rough.
  1149. >It isn’t covered in smoke dust like his arms were, but you spend a lot of time lying on his chest.
  1150. >That campfire smell has to go.
  1151. >As you get lower and lower, you start to get distracted.
  1152. >Master’s...
  1153. >Um.
  1154. >Yeah.
  1155. >So, he’s liking this as much as you are.
  1156. >You haven’t even touched him yet and he’s almost at his full size.
  1157. >[You want it.]
  1158. >You get gentle again as you get close.
  1159. >...
  1160. >Actually...
  1161. >You sit down between his legs.
  1162. >You put the loofah down and grab the bottle of soap.
  1163. >It’s definitely too sensitive for a rough scrubby thing.
  1164. >Definitely.
  1165. >Absolutely.
  1166. >What kind of pony would you be if you put him through that?
  1167. >So the smart thing to do would be using your hoovsies.
  1168. >Yep.
  1169. >Totally professional.
  1170. >You put a little of his soap on your hooves and work it into a foam.
  1171. >Slowly and carefully, you start to rub him.
  1172. >Trying to use your frogs as much as you can.
  1173. >They’re soft and squishy, and Master likes to play with them.
  1174. >With his hoofspiders, you mean.
  1175. >This is new.
  1176. >Actually, this is very new. You haven’t had the opportunity to play with his [penis] yet.
  1177.  
  1178. >It’s harder than a stallion’s.
  1179. >You like it that way. A bit more force when it pokes into you.
  1180. >But a squishy tip so it doesn’t hurt.
  1181. >You’re gentle, but you need to be thorough. You run your hooves down to the base, twisting back and forth.
  1182. >Then back up to the tip.
  1183. >You hold his shaft in place with one hoof, and rub the tip against the other’s frog.
  1184. >Rubbing in little circles, tracing the edge of his soft tip.
  1185. >...
  1186. >You’re not even pretending to wash him anymore.
  1187. >You’re just having fun.
  1188. >Master’s starting to squirm a little. This part must be pretty sensitive.
  1189. >You look up at him. You can clearly see the desire in his eyes. You know how much he wants to be with you.
  1190. >You want it too.
  1191. >Not yet though. You’re not done washing him.
  1192. >He gave you a job, and you’re going to do it perfectly.
  1193. >You scoot forward a little and rest your chin on his stomach.
  1194. >You rub your hooves along the shaft again, down to the base.
  1195. >But this time, you move them down further.
  1196. >You rub and stroke his balls-
  1197. >You don’t know what humans call them, but that word works fine-
  1198. >And smile up at him.
  1199. >He’s straining to control himself.
  1200. >Must be really sensitive here, too.
  1201. >...
  1202. >Well, that’s enough teasing for now.
  1203. >If you don’t stop you’re just going to jump on him and rut him into the ground.
  1204. >Or he’s going to do it to you.
  1205. >You move to the side so the shower can rinse the soapy suds off.
  1206. >You give the tip a kiss and a quick lick, and Master gasps.
  1207.  
  1208. >Time to get his legs clean.
  1209. >You pick up the loofah and apply more soap.
  1210. >You’ve gone through most of the bottle by this point.
  1211. >His clothes stopped the dust here, too.
  1212. >So you just have to get the smell off.
  1213. >You try to take his seriously, but you’re a little distracted.
  1214. >You still do your best, but you keep sneaking glances over your shoulder.
  1215. >That warm tingle is getting unbearable.
  1216. >You’re being a little rougher than before, but you’re approaching the limits of your self control.
  1217. >You’re doing both legs at the same time, swapping back and forth as you go down. The water washing the bubbles away as you scrub.
  1218. >Master shifts his sitting position so you can get the underside of his legs too.
  1219. >And last, you get his... uh...
  1220. >Paws?
  1221. >...
  1222. >You don’t know what humans call their rear hooves.
  1223. >Actually, you don’t know a lot about humans.
  1224. >You’ve been in humanland for almost four years, your coltfriend is a human, and you barely know anything about them...
  1225. >You don’t even know what they call their world, so you’ve just been calling it humanland.
  1226. >Maybe you can ask Master to teach you.
  1227. >It’s not like you can go back to Equestria.
  1228. >And even if you could, you wouldn’t.
  1229. >Master is here, and you belong with master.
  1230.  
  1231. >You rinse out the scrubber one more time and put it back on the shelf.
  1232. >There, all clean. You just have to wash his mane.
  1233. >But...
  1234. >You can have a little fun first, right?
  1235.  
  1236. >You lie down between master’s legs, with your face to his crotch.
  1237. >You’re pretty excited.
  1238. >You haven’t had the chance to do this yet.
  1239. >He’s still hard from your teasing.
  1240. >You lean down and put a slow, soft kiss at the base of his shaft.
  1241. >He breathes in a little shorter than usual.
  1242. >Master isn’t very vocal, but you can tell how he feels from the small things.
  1243. >You try a little lower, with another kiss.
  1244. >A sharp inhale. Not quite a gasp, but you’re getting closer.
  1245. >How about...
  1246. >You put a kiss on the underside, where the shaft meets his body.
  1247. >His leg jerked, and lets out a low groan.
  1248. >Found it.
  1249. >You suckle on that spot, rubbing your tongue back and forth.
  1250. >Slowly, very very slowly, you start to move up his length.
  1251. >This is a lot easier to do without a sheath or medial ring.
  1252. >You glance up a Master’s face.
  1253. >He’s all scrunched.
  1254. >You can’t tell if you’re overdoing it and it’s too intense for him, or he’s trying to keep from cumming too quickly.
  1255. >As you get to the tip, you stick your tongue out to guide it into your mouth.
  1256. >He gasps as you start sucking on it.
  1257. >And moving your tongue around in circles.
  1258. >He’s leaking, a little bit.
  1259. >[Tastes good.]
  1260. >But you knew it would. He’s your Master. Everything about him is perfect.
  1261. >You push your head down a little, filling more of your mouth.
  1262. >Your tongue can’t move around it anymore, so you start moving it forwards and back along the underside of his shaft.
  1263. >You pull back slowly, separating with a soft pop.
  1264. >Master inhales, hard. Must’ve been holding his breath.
  1265. >You give the tip a slow, sensual kiss.
  1266. >It’s nice, knowing you can get this kind of reaction from him.
  1267. >Whenever you two start to get intimate, he takes the lead and quickly turns you into a pony-shaped puddle.
  1268. >Now you get to do the same to him.
  1269. >And you’re going to enjoy it.
  1270.  
  1271. >You give his full length a few slow licks, then take it in your mouth again.
  1272. >You get about halfway down before the tip bumps into the back of your mouth.
  1273. >And slowly pull back out.
  1274. >You get into a steady rhythm.
  1275. >Down, with a little twist of your neck.
  1276. >Then back up, sucking as you go.
  1277. >Moving your tongue back and forth the whole time.
  1278. >Master’s hoofspider comes up and strokes your mane.
  1279.  
  1280. >You start to bob your head faster.
  1281. >You bring your hooves up to help.
  1282. >You press your left hoof at the base. Just to have something soft give a little pressure.
  1283. >With your right, you start to rub his balls.
  1284. >He reacts as well as you were hoping.
  1285. >His breathing is getting quicker, and he’s starting to twitch in your mouth.
  1286. >He’s getting close.
  1287. >You suck a little harder, and speed up your movements.
  1288. >You want it.
  1289.  
  1290. >You pull back so only the tip is in your mouth.
  1291. >You suck on it and stroke it with your tongue, as you rub your hooves along his shaft.
  1292. >His hoofspider grabs tight onto your mane, and you get ready.
  1293. >You don’t know what human seed tastes like, but you’re about to find out.
  1294. >You can feel him clench, and he bucks his hips a little.
  1295. >He releases all his built-up frustration in your mouth as you keep pumping his shaft.
  1296. >Rope after rope shoots into your mouth.
  1297. >It’s warm, gooey, and has a strong taste.
  1298. >There’s less of it than with a stallion, but it’s a lot thicker.
  1299. >The taste is different too.
  1300. >It’s bitter, and a little salty.
  1301. >You like it. A bit too oily, but you could get used to that.
  1302.  
  1303. >You swallow it, of course. A proper mare doesn’t spit.
  1304. >And just for the fun of it, you relax your throat and push yourself down as far as you can.
  1305. >Your nose boops against his body, and you start swallowing over and over again.
  1306. >Master makes a wierd sound. Panic and surprise.
  1307. >He grabs your head with both hoofspiders and tries to push you off.
  1308. >You hook your forelegs under his legs and squeeze tight, so he can’t move you.
  1309. >Not until you’re ready to move.
  1310. >You stick your tongue out and twist your head side to side.
  1311. >Master isn’t pushing anymore. He’s just holding on. His hoofspiders are clawing into your fur.
  1312. >That weird noise has turned into a groan mixed with a growl.
  1313. >You’re starting to get a little light-headed.
  1314. >You let go of his legs and pull back. As fun as that was, breathing is important.
  1315. >As you go, you trail your tongue along the underside and suck as hard as you can.
  1316.  
  1317. >It takes you a minute to catch your breath.
  1318. >You look up to see Master resting against the wall, panting, with a dreamy look on his face.
  1319. >His arms and legs have gone limp, but not his penis.
  1320. >...
  1321. >Maybe you went a little overboard.
  1322. >But he’s so cute like that.
  1323. >It’s pretty fun being in control.
  1324. >You can see why Master likes it.
  1325.  
  1326. >You get up and grab his shampoo bottle.
  1327. >You’re almost done washing him.
  1328. >And then you can both go to bed.
  1329. >Master must be really tired after today, and you’re just making it worse.
  1330. >Not that that’s going to stop you.
  1331.  
  1332. >You have to stand over him to reach comfortably, your hooves on either side of his hips.
  1333. >You press yourself against his chest as you start working the shampoo into his mane.
  1334. >Master wraps his arms around you, just above your rump.
  1335. >He rests his face in your tuft, and he sighs.
  1336. >You missed this.
  1337. >Being close to Master.
  1338. >You don’t think you can be away from him this long again.
  1339. >Also, that warm tingling in your marebits is getting distracting.
  1340. >You flick your tail back and forth, so it runs along his crotch.
  1341. >Master squeezes you a little tighter.
  1342. >You want to skip this and rut him, but then you’d be doing a bad job.
  1343. >And master is counting on you to get him clean.
  1344. >...
  1345. >Master has a really nice mane. It’s longer than yours, but shorter than most ponies.
  1346. >You thought about growing yours out, but it’s too much effort to deal with that.
  1347. >So you just keep rubbing your hooves along his scalp.
  1348. >You’re not even really focused on cleaning him.
  1349. >This is more of a massage.
  1350. >Having him pressed against you like this, face in your tuft, while you play with his mane...
  1351. >It’s so rare that he acts like a stallion.
  1352. >You want to pamper him.
  1353. >You’re taking your time, moving your hooves slowly through his mane.
  1354. >Sometimes in little circles, sometimes in a long caress.
  1355. >At some point you just started stroking his mane.
  1356.  
  1357. >You’re reaching your limit, though.
  1358. >You’re dripping on him, and not all of it is water.
  1359. >You run your tail across his crotch again.
  1360.  
  1361. >Reluctantly, you pull away.
  1362. >Master holds on as long as he can, but finally lets you go.
  1363. >You put a hoof on his back and guide him under the shower.
  1364. >You run your hooves through his mane some more, making sure all the shampoo is rinsed out and getting rid of tangles.
  1365. >You pull him out of the water and give him a kiss on the cheek.
  1366. >Master sighs and leans back against the wall.
  1367. >Closing his eyes and relaxing.
  1368. >His mane is clean, and your job is done.
  1369.  
  1370. >And since he’s still sitting down...
  1371. >Hmm...
  1372. >Should you?
  1373. >It’s pretty late...
  1374. >Actually, it’s probably nearing sunrise.
  1375. >...
  1376. >But...
  1377. >Master had a really hard day, and he needs to relax. And you want to help him.
  1378. >Master always spoils you in bed.
  1379. >You want to do something nice for him, too.
  1380. >But every time you start to [get lovey], he takes control.
  1381. >And, well, you’re in no condition to do anything after that...
  1382.  
  1383. >If he’s letting you lead tonight, then you shouldn’t let this opportunity pass by.
  1384. >And...
  1385. >You know what to do next.
  1386. >You’ve never actually done this before, but your friends used to brag about it
  1387. >[They were full of horseapples, though.]
  1388. >...
  1389. >He’s still hard.
  1390. >And he’s still all slippery from before, so it should be fine.
  1391. >Probably.
  1392. >And master is still distracted with his afterglow, so it’ll be a surprise.
  1393. >You quietly turn around and inch your rump towards him.
  1394. >You stand on your rear legs and crouch down.
  1395. >You hold your tail off to the side,
  1396. >Press your ponut against the tip, and immediately start to lean onto it.
  1397. >Master gasps.
  1398. >And that’s when your hooves slip on the wet tile
  1399. >AH!
  1400. >...
  1401. >Oooooooooh...
  1402. >That’sssss real nice...
  1403. >It’s pushing on all the same spots, but from a different angle.
  1404.  
  1405. >Master managed to stop your fall. He’s grabbing you around your middle to keep you from moving.
  1406. >You get your hooves under you again, and lean on his leg for support.
  1407. >You reach down to hold his shaft steady-
  1408. >Almost got halfway down.
  1409. >Huh.
  1410. >That was much easier than your first few nights getting intimate with master.
  1411. >Back then master had to go really slow, and stop a few times just so he didn’t break you.
  1412. >U-unf.
  1413. >The memory makes your wings twitch.
  1414. >And it’s master’s turn this time.
  1415. >You stroke up and down a few times with your hoof, then start to lower yourself again.
  1416. >A little more steady this time, and a lot slower.
  1417. >Master’s grip keeps tightening, and his breathing is getting quick.
  1418. >He’s still really sensitive from before.
  1419.  
  1420. >You don’t know how much you can take, so you go slow.
  1421. >Achingly slow.
  1422. >You try to keep yourself from panting
  1423. >You didn’t really know what to expect, but this is way better than you imagined.
  1424. >Down.
  1425. >A little further.
  1426. >Almost there. You move your hoof so you can get the last bit.
  1427. >All the way to the base, your rump pressed firmly into his lap.
  1428.  
  1429. >Master lets out a low groan as you bottom out.
  1430. >You lean back, pressing up against master as much as you can.
  1431. >You sit there for a minute, just enjoying the feeling.
  1432. >You are definitely going to do this again.
  1433. >Master is always very... intense.
  1434. >And by that, you mean he makes your mind go blank and leaves you twitching and exhausted from cumming too much.
  1435. >And as much as you like it [(and you really, really like it)], going slow is nice too.
  1436. >You can savor the sensation of fullness.
  1437. >Feel him twitching inside you.
  1438. >That firm pressure where the tip is pushing against you.
  1439. >The tightness causing even the smallest motions to grind against your insides.
  1440. >Even more than when you’re getting intimate in bed.
  1441. >[You might actually like this hole more.]
  1442.  
  1443. >You lift yourself up, just a little. Not enough to get out of his lap, but the movement makes him gasp.
  1444. >And lower yourself back down.
  1445. >You repeat it, starting a slow rhythm.
  1446. >He’s breathing through clenched teeth.
  1447. >Well, that means it’s probably okay to go faster.
  1448. >You stretch out your wings and flap.
  1449. >It lifts you up, and then you let gravity bring you back down.
  1450. >You meet his hips again with a loud slap.
  1451. >Master moans, long and low.
  1452. >You know exactly how he feels. That nearly made you lose it.
  1453. >You flap your wings again, and slam back into his hips.
  1454. >And again.
  1455. >And a little harder, so you come halfway off of him.
  1456. >The slapping sound of your flanks meeting him echos off the shower’s walls.
  1457. >Master’s breathing is quick and uneven. He’s starting to get close.
  1458. >You wiggle forward and back in his lap, and his gentle grip on your belly turns into a sharp clawing.
  1459. >Ohhh that’s perfect. The small movements are making it shift around. Every part of it is rubbing against your insides.
  1460. >And that clawing at your soft underbelly...
  1461. >[UNF]
  1462. >Every other day he’s an apex predator. But this time, you’re in control.
  1463. >You wrap your tail around his waist and slow down a little, just to tease him. Can’t have this end so soon.
  1464.  
  1465. >Actually, it’s only been a couple minutes since you tasted him.
  1466. >You’re kind of worried that you’re overdoing it.
  1467. >You lean all the way back, resting your head on his chest, and look up at your master.
  1468. >You’re still rocking your hips back and forth.
  1469. >He’s on the edge. And more than anything else, you want to push him over it.
  1470. >You reach up with both hooves, grab the sides of his head, and gently pull him down to meet you in a kiss.
  1471. >That does it.
  1472. >He hugs you tight as he climaxes.
  1473. >Your insides are flooded with warm goo as he twitches and shakes.
  1474. >That makes you hit your peak too, and master moans into your mouth as you rapidly clench over and over...
  1475.  
  1476. >...
  1477.  
  1478. >You curl up against master’s chest.
  1479. >Wings lazily opened, letting the warm water run through your feathers.
  1480. >Master’s arms are still wrapped around your middle.
  1481. >He’s leaning back against the wall. Smiling, but clearly exhausted.
  1482. >It makes you happy knowing you helped him feel better.
  1483. >He had a very long and stressful day, and you did everything you can to help him relax.
  1484. >And, it was nice to take charge.
  1485. >After all the time he spends [snuggling] you, you want to do the same for him.
  1486. >You rub your snootle against his chest.
  1487. “I love you, Master.”
  1488. >He squeezes you a little tighter.
  1489. >”I love you too, Clear.”
  1490. >...
  1491. >Though, what makes you happiest is this.
  1492. >It doesn’t really matter what you’re doing.
  1493. >You just want to be with him.
  1494. >Cuddling against him.
  1495. >Your head on his chest.
  1496. >Listening to the steady thump-thump of his heart.
  1497. >His arms wrapped around you.
  1498. >You take a deep sniff, enjoying that scent you love so much.
  1499. >You feel so safe like this.
  1500. >With your master.
  1501. >Your precious master.
  1502. >...
  1503. >You could sit here forever...
  1504.  
  1505. >A bright flash makes both of you jump.
  1506. >You look to the door-
  1507. >It’s Ms. Femanon...
  1508. >Peeking around the corner,
  1509. >Blushing bright red, with her hair all messy,
  1510. >And her phone pointed at you...
  1511. >”Oh. Uh... Forgot I had the flash on...”
  1512. >...
  1513.  
  1514. >You forgot to close the door.
  1515.  
  1516.  
  1517.  
  1518.  
  1519. ==============================
  1520. =====Summer=====
  1521.  
  1522.  
  1523. >You are Clear Skies
  1524. >And you’re bored again.
  1525. >But mostly excited!
  1526.  
  1527. >Master just got done with work, so you won’t be bored for long.
  1528. >But more importantly, you’re going into town today!
  1529. >Not the big city, but the town closest to you.
  1530. >This’ll be the first time since you met master.
  1531. >It’s not a real d-date or anything like that...
  1532. >You’d be way more nervous if it was.
  1533. >You’re just going to see a movie, and one of his work friends recommended a bar that has pony drinks.
  1534. >...
  1535. >Okay, maybe it’s a little bit of a date.
  1536. >Dontbenervousdontbenervousdontbenervous—
  1537. >O-okay.
  1538.  
  1539. >Master is in the shower right now.
  1540. >Normally you’d join him, but...
  1541. >Well...
  1542. >If you did you’d be late to the movie.
  1543. >Very late.
  1544. >So instead you’re in master’s office.
  1545. >And you aim to misbehave.
  1546.  
  1547. >You sneak over to master’s chair.
  1548. >You hop up onto it. Well, you miss on the first try.
  1549. >The chair is a little tall.
  1550. >But with a little kickykick of your rear hooves you manage to pull yourself up.
  1551. >You lean against one of armrests.
  1552. >You grab on tight-
  1553. >And you start flapping your wings.
  1554.  
  1555. [>WHEEEEEEEEEEE]
  1556.  
  1557. [>Master’s spinny chair is amazing.]
  1558.  
  1559. >”Whoa, what the fuck?”
  1560. >!?
  1561. >A new voice?
  1562. >You flap backwards to stop the spin
  1563. >Aaaaaand you sit still for a couple seconds with your eyes clenched shut.
  1564. >Dizzy.
  1565. >And you know falling out of a chair this high hurts.
  1566. >Don’t want to do that a third time.
  1567. >After a few seconds you can see straight again, and you start looking around but you’re still alone.
  1568. >”Over here.”
  1569. >You look towards the voice and see master’s ear cover things.
  1570. >And on his screen is a pony.
  1571. >A unicorn mare. Cream coat, red mane with some purple stripes.
  1572. >She has ear covers on too.
  1573. >You reach over to grab master’s pair and put them on.
  1574. “Hello. Can you hear me?”
  1575. >”Yeah, just fine. I’m Moondancer.”
  1576. “Clear Skies.”
  1577. >You raise a hoof in greeting.
  1578. >”Didn’t know Anon had a pony. Not after Spring.”
  1579. >?
  1580. >Why would someone only buy a pony for the winter?
  1581. >That doesn’t make any sense.
  1582. “Yeah. I’m really lucky he bought me. My last job was super boring. And he’s really, really nice to me. We’re going into town today to see a movie.”
  1583. >She blinks.
  1584. >”Ah. So you’re why he’s cutting out early.”
  1585. >Cutting out early?
  1586. >Oh!
  1587. >This pony must work with master!
  1588. >Then it makes sense why she’s in his computer.
  1589. >”I hope you like the Railroad. They make their own cider, pony-style.”
  1590. >Your ears perk up at that. It’s been a long time since you’ve had a drink you didn’t regret in the morning.
  1591. >Human alcohol is really strong.
  1592.  
  1593. >You jump at some motion to your right.
  1594. >Master reaches over to where the cord from the ear covers meets his computer and pulls the cord out.
  1595. >You look up at him and...
  1596. >And...
  1597. >Master’s all wet, and isn’t wearing a shirt.
  1598. >O-oh my.
  1599. >And that wet mane.
  1600. >Unf.
  1601.  
  1602. >”Hey Clear. See you’ve met Moonie.”
  1603. >”Yeah, she was telling me how much of a faggot you’ve become.”
  1604. >Huh. Ms. Femanon calls him that too. You thought only human friends swear at each other.
  1605. >Moondancer’s voice was coming out of a box by the screen and the ear covers were silent now, so you set them back on the desk.
  1606. >”And don’t call me that or I’ll dock your pay.”
  1607. >Master gives her a playful smile.
  1608. >”Sure you will. Just like last time.”
  1609.  
  1610. >It’s... kinda hard to keep yourself in the chair.
  1611. >You want to jump on him and just spend the evening rutting him senseless.
  1612. >But!
  1613. >But you also don’t want to miss your first night out with master.
  1614. >Things can get [lewd] when we get back.
  1615. >Master starts to pull his shirt on.
  1616. >”Ready to head out?”
  1617. >You nod, even though he can’t see it.
  1618. “Yes!”
  1619. >You’re really excited. Still a bit nervous, but excited.
  1620. >But, don’t forget your manners.
  1621. >You turn back around and wave at the screen.
  1622. “Bye Moondancer! It was nice to meet you.”
  1623. >”Yeah. You too.”
  1624. >Her smile is small, but she’s definitely smiling.
  1625. >You hop off the chair and stretch.
  1626. >First your front legs, wings extended to their full length.
  1627. >Slowly shift your weight forward until your back legs are straightened out behind you.
  1628. >You don’t know if you’re doing it right, but you saw the Wonderbolts do it a couple times.
  1629.  
  1630. >You give a couple testing flaps and then take to the air, hovering next to master’s head.
  1631. >Ugh, you need to exercise more.
  1632. >You don’t think master notices the small pudge around your belly, but you definitely can.
  1633. >Great cooking, no exercise.
  1634. >Such is the life of a house pony.
  1635. >But that’s no excuse to not look your best for master.
  1636.  
  1637. >Master presses the glowing button on his computer and it goes black.
  1638. >You follow behind him as he walks outside.
  1639. >When he stops to lock the door, you perch on his shoulder.
  1640. >You’re not tired from that short flight.
  1641. >You’re not!
  1642. >You just want to be close to master some more.
  1643. >Honest.
  1644. >Master nuzzles his face against your side and starts walking down the hill, to where he keeps his car.
  1645.  
  1646. >This is it filly! First date!
  1647. >Don’t buck this up.
  1648.  
  1649.  
  1650.  
  1651. ==============================
  1652. -----Part 2
  1653.  
  1654.  
  1655. >You are Clear Skies
  1656. >And you are currently conflicted.
  1657. >Not about the movie though. That was great.
  1658. >There were some human things you didn’t really understand, but you’re used to that.
  1659. >And you got used to human’s love of fighting a long time ago.
  1660. >Also, the explosions were super cool.
  1661.  
  1662. >No, what you’re conflicted about is...
  1663. >You, uh...
  1664. >Discovered a fondness for a unique snack during the movie.
  1665. >...
  1666. >You tried mixing some interesting flavors on a whim.
  1667. >...
  1668. >Okay, okay. No need to be embarrassed about it.
  1669. >Just mare up and say it.
  1670.  
  1671. >Partway through the movie you leaned over, jammed your muzzle into master’s crotch, and had a solid ten minutes of fun.
  1672. >And then after you had your warm and gooey mouthful, you spat it onto your popcorn and spent the rest of the movie munching on the salty, buttery—
  1673. >Ohgoddessesitwasthebestpopcornyouhadevereaten.
  1674. >There!
  1675. >You admit it.
  1676. >...
  1677. >It’s...
  1678. >It’s not that weird, right?
  1679. >You just had a craving and acted on it. Perfectly normal.
  1680. >...
  1681. >Right?
  1682. >...
  1683. >You didn’t get caught or anything.
  1684. >It was an older movie so the theater was mostly empty.
  1685. >Maaaaybe there was a mare a couple rows ahead of you that could definitely hear your slurping.
  1686. >But the human colt she was with was out of earshot.
  1687. >Human ears aren’t as sensitive as pony ears.
  1688. >S-she’d be cool about it, right?
  1689. >...
  1690. >...Probably.
  1691. >She was wearing the vest that government-owned ponies wear.
  1692. >You did that for a while and you hated every second of it.
  1693. >Nothing but paperwork.
  1694. >And besides, it’s not like master was forcing you [spoiler]u-unf[/spoiler] or anything.
  1695. >He spent the whole time running his hoofspider through your mane and trying to stay quiet.
  1696. >...
  1697. >You think you might possibly maybe just a little bit [spoiler]be addicted to his seed.[/spoiler]
  1698. >Is...
  1699. >Is that possible? Humans are pretty different, they might have something addictive to ponies by weird coincidence.
  1700. >But you would have heard about that.
  1701. >Sitting in cages and waiting for the next auction, there’s not much to do but talk.
  1702. >And nopony had mentioned anything like that.
  1703. >Not even the mares that were... used.
  1704. >...frequently.
  1705.  
  1706. >...
  1707. >Buck, and you just realized you’ve been silent the whole time.
  1708. >Now master thinks you aren’t having fun on your first date!
  1709. >Misdirect!
  1710. “So, uh, I kind of... spaced out during the movie. Did they ever explain why he wears the mask?”
  1711. >Excellent cover. He won’t suspect a thing.
  1712. >WOAH
  1713. >Your hooves flail a little as you grab onto Master’s head for balance.
  1714. >Master stopped really suddenly, and you almost ended up on the sidewalk.
  1715. >It’s a long way down and the last thing you needed was to look like an idiot on your first—
  1716. >...
  1717. >Is that... crying?
  1718.  
  1719. >To your left, in an alley.
  1720. >...Quiet sobbing.
  1721. >It almost sounds like a pony.
  1722. >A... a young one.
  1723. “Master...”
  1724. >He’s looking down the alley too.
  1725. “We... we should help.”
  1726. >Master nods, not taking his eyes off the alley.
  1727. >”It sounds like a foal.”
  1728. >If its a foal, they’re probably scared and alone.
  1729. >And if they see a human coming for them, it’ll only make them more scared.
  1730. “I’ll go see.”
  1731. >You hop off Master and glide to the ground.
  1732. >You don’t know how to deal with foals, but that’s not going to stop you from trying.
  1733. >Just act like mom used to.
  1734. >A couple deep breaths and you’re calm and collected.
  1735. >Slowly and carefully, you walk down the alley.
  1736. >Hopefully they notice the clip clop of your hooves. You don’t want to scare them.
  1737.  
  1738. >Still no sign of them as you near the halfway point.
  1739. >You can’t tell where the sound is coming from because of the echo, but it’s pretty close.
  1740. “H-hello? Is anypony there?”
  1741. >You hear a light scuffling to your left, in a pile of boxes.
  1742. >Much too small for a human.
  1743. >You stop a few lengths away from the pile.
  1744. >...
  1745. >Best to start simply, you guess?
  1746. “Hello? My name is Clear Skies, and I’m here to help.”
  1747. >Between two pieces of cardboard, you spot an eye peeking out.
  1748. >Bright blue, and much too big to be human.
  1749. >You muster up the sweetest voice you can-
  1750. “Would you like to come out? I promise I’ll do my best to help.”
  1751. >After a couple seconds of staring, they nod.
  1752. >The box pile nudges a bit as they shuffle around and crawl out.
  1753.  
  1754. >It’s a colt. Earth pony. Yellow coat, light blue mane. No cutie mark.
  1755. >His fur is matted. Covered in dirt and grime.
  1756. >Even in the darkness of the alley you can see his hide mottled with bruises.
  1757. >He keeps peeking up at you from behind his mane.
  1758. >The sight makes your chest ache in a way you didn’t know it could.
  1759. >You sit on your rump and hold your forelegs out.
  1760. >He looks at you like he’s never seen a pony before
  1761. >His eyes well up with tears, and he jumps into your embrace.
  1762. >You wrap your forelegs and wings around him.
  1763. >You slowly run your hoof through his mane like mom used to do whenever you were upset.
  1764. >And you do your best to comfort him as he cries his heart out.
  1765.  
  1766. >...
  1767.  
  1768. >After a few minutes he had cried himself out.
  1769. >You stayed there even longer, giving him time to calm down.
  1770. >Master is waiting for you, but you know he’ll understand.
  1771. >This colt needs to feel safe. He needs to trust you before you can help him.
  1772. >You sit there, just holding him, until his breathing is steady.
  1773. >Alright, you can move now.
  1774. >It takes you little coaxing to get him up and moving.
  1775. >You keep a wing wrapped over him for comfort and support.
  1776.  
  1777. >As you near the end of the alley, the colt freezes.
  1778. >You look up and see Master waiting for you.
  1779. >You tuck your head down and nuzzle his cheek.
  1780. "It's okay. This is a good human. He wants to help too."
  1781. >The colt leans against your side and nods.
  1782. >He's still nervous, and his body is tense like he's going to run at any moment, but he leaves the alley with you.
  1783. >You lead him in front of the building and sit down.
  1784. >"Is he hurt?"
  1785. >You look down at the colt curled up against you and think.
  1786. >He didn't flinch or recoil, or whine or groan at your touch.
  1787. >His movement was steady, if a little weak.
  1788. >He's a little thin, but not worryingly so.
  1789. >You shake your head.
  1790. "Some bruises, but nothing looks life-threatening."
  1791. >...
  1792. "He should go to a doctor anyway. Just in case."
  1793. >Master nods.
  1794.  
  1795. >”Stay with him. I need to make a phone call.”
  1796. >Master walks a couple steps away and starts poking at his phone.
  1797. >You can hear it ringing on the other end.
  1798.  
  1799. >”This is March. What can I do ya’ for?”
  1800. >Why’s he calling March?
  1801. >“Hey. So, I think I’m going to start a flower garden, but I’m not sure where to put it.”
  1802. >...what?
  1803. >”Anon, you swore off gardening. Remember how it went the last few times?”
  1804. >”Yes, but that doesn’t change the fact that I want to now.”
  1805. >”... Fine, I’ll take care of your gosh-darn flowers. But you’re planting them.”
  1806. >Master pokes his phone again and it goes quiet.
  1807. >Okay...
  1808. >That was weird, right?
  1809. >March’s voice was really stern: in that ‘I’m sick of your horseapples’ way that mom always did when you were being a dumb teenager.
  1810. >And Master sounded confident and aloof. Not at all like his normal gentle self.
  1811. >And all that stuff about gardening?
  1812. >You know Master has a garden by the house but you've never been there.
  1813.  
  1814. >"Want me to carry him?"
  1815. >The colt tenses up.
  1816. >Definitely not comfortable with humans.
  1817. "No, I'll do it."
  1818. >You shift so you're flat on your belly and nuzzle the colt.
  1819. "Hey. Climb on top. I'll take you someplace safe."
  1820. >Slowly and a little awkwardly, he climbs onto your back and buries his muzzle in your mane.
  1821. >You hold your wings up to help him balance.
  1822. >And you stand up very slowly.
  1823. >Master smiles at you, and you try to smile back.
  1824. >You can help him. You will help him. You just don't know how.
  1825. >But you have Master, and Master can do anything.
  1826.  
  1827.  
  1828.  
  1829. ==============================
  1830.  
  1831.  
  1832.  
  1833. >You are Clear Skies
  1834. >And today you’re doing computer stuff.
  1835. >You got bored and decided to look up what the internet says about you.
  1836. >Asking Master to help would make this a lot easier.
  1837. >And faster.
  1838. >Your hooves are just a little too big to type with.
  1839. >Master made you a set of bracelets with pokey things on them so you can type better.
  1840. [>But you lost them.]
  1841. >Wing typing works fine though. It’s just kinda slow.
  1842.  
  1843. >You found yourself in the government’s pony list.
  1844. >They had your medical records and your ID number.
  1845. >Boooring.
  1846. >And there were a few old listings on auction websites.
  1847. >The most recent one was 'Cooperative, eager, trained in clerical work, legible writing.'
  1848. >Honestly you expected it to be longer.
  1849. >Especially since you were there for almost two years.
  1850. >It was a really boring office job though. You were the only pony there and the humans left you alone unless they needed you to do something.
  1851. >Maybe they didn’t have anything else to say?
  1852. >And no mention of how much you were being sold for either.
  1853. >Do they remove that part when the sale finishes?
  1854. >But more interesting than that, you found another website.
  1855. >mytinypony.wikia.com
  1856. >The front page said it’s 'A guide for the connoisseur that can truly appreciate a pony.'
  1857. >You know a wiki is like an encyclopedia that any human can add to.
  1858. >That’s pretty nice of them, taking the time to help others like that.
  1859. >But...
  1860. >This website is kinda confusing.
  1861.  
  1862. >When you saw the front page you expected...
  1863. >Well...
  1864. >You’re not sure what you expected.
  1865. >'Appreciating a pony' kinda sounds like it would be a place for masters to learn how to make their pony happy.
  1866. >Equestrian recipes and games and books and stuff like that?
  1867. >Maybe explain what’s the most different between pony and human culture?
  1868. >Some guides for new owners?
  1869. >How to make a good first impression?
  1870.  
  1871. >None of that is here.
  1872. >Instead it’s just a huge list of names in alphabetical order, each with a short description and a link to their government website.
  1873. >But you don’t understand what they’re describing...
  1874. >Well, may as well look around.
  1875. [>Ctrl F master race]
  1876.  
  1877. >Princess Celestia was blank
  1878. >Princess Luna - See Nightmare Moon
  1879. >Nightmare Moon - Vanilla and blueberries
  1880. >Princess Cadence was blank
  1881. >You hope that means Princess Celestia and Princess Cadence are still free.
  1882. >And Princess Luna...
  1883. >Guess that rumor you heard was true.
  1884. >But vanilla and blueberries?
  1885.  
  1886. >How about your friends?
  1887. >Sunshower - Lemon meringue
  1888. >Open Skies was blank
  1889. >Well, you know both of them were caught.
  1890. >The blank ones might be owners that don’t know about this website.
  1891. >Or ponies that were freed before it was made?
  1892. >Moondancer - Fruit Rollups (the blue ones)
  1893. >March Gustysnows - Peppermint mocha
  1894. >Aaand that’s about it.
  1895. >You don’t have a lot of friends.
  1896. >...
  1897.  
  1898. >May as well just go through everypony you knew in Equestria.
  1899. >Parasol was blank
  1900. >Noteworthy was blank
  1901. >Sprinkle Melody - Caramel and almonds
  1902. >Spitfire - Cinnabon but less plastic
  1903. >Pinkie Pie - Birthday cake with a ton of sprinkles
  1904. >No surprise there.
  1905. >Pinkie was some kind of mystical birthday spirit or something. She never gave you a straight answer, but she was at every party you’ve ever been to and you never saw her outside of them.
  1906. >It’s the only thing that made sense.
  1907. >You're a little surprised that she got caught, though.
  1908. >What about...
  1909. >Uh... actually it’s been so long you can’t remember anypony else.
  1910. >What about those Element ponies?
  1911. >Rainbow Dash was blank
  1912. >Applejack - Applejack
  1913. >Okay...?
  1914. >Those two you know for sure.
  1915. >Rainbow Dash was your hero, and Applejack [was amazingly hot. Seriously, dat flank would turn you lesbo in a second.]
  1916. >You can’t remember the others’ names...
  1917. >You think one was Buttershy?
  1918. >Nope, not on the list.
  1919.  
  1920. >Hmm.
  1921. >Is this a list of favorite food?
  1922. >Just scrolling through, almost all of them are food.
  1923. >Sunshower always loved lemon meringue pie.
  1924. >And March’s cutiemark is coffee, so that makes sense for her too.
  1925. >Anyone else you can check?
  1926. >...
  1927. >Oh, you know somepony.
  1928. >Honey Glow - Banana bread
  1929. >Well, that’s a bust.
  1930. >Mom’s favorite food is grilled daffodil.
  1931. >Are you on the list? Maybe that will give you a clue about what the site is for.
  1932.  
  1933. [>Clear Skies - Chocolate cranberries and rum]
  1934. [>What did they mean by this?]
  1935. [>You should ask Master, maybe he’ll know.]
  1936.  
  1937.  
  1938.  
  1939. ==============================
  1940. Newest part, go read it in the thread.
  1941.  
  1942.  
  1943. >You are Clear Skies
  1944. >And it's another boring day in this boring world
  1945.  
  1946. >You awkwardly flop off of your cot and wiggle out of the blanket
  1947. >And silently curse whichever human picked this alarm clock.
  1948. >A normal one is too noisy for the office so it just flicks your light on and off
  1949. >Which means every day you wake up with a headache.
  1950. >You whack the button as hard you can without breaking it.
  1951. >The last thing you need is to get in trouble for damaging company property.
  1952. >You shove past the dividing curtain into your "bathroom"
  1953.  
  1954. >You take a seat on the pony-sized toilet
  1955. >As you relieve yourself, your mind wanders a bit
  1956. >You had a weird dream.
  1957. >You don't really remember it, but it was warm and happy.
  1958. >Like, really happy. Even more than back in Equestria.
  1959. >You would think it was Princess Luna's influence, but she hasn't visited the dreams of anypony on this world.
  1960. >At least, not anypony you had talked to.
  1961. >Maybe something about Humanland blocks her magic?
  1962. >Meh, whatever. You'll figure it out later.
  1963. >Or you'll just forget about it. Doesn't matter either way.
  1964. >A flush and you hop in the shower-
  1965. >Well, the thing that works as a shower, at least.
  1966. >It's a tiled corner with a faucet for the janitor to wash things, but they swapped the end bit with a showerhead.
  1967. >You turn the knob and let the water run while you soap yourself up
  1968. >It only has cold water so you have to do this as fast as possible
  1969. >Okay, one... two... THREE
  1970. >GAH
  1971. >cold cold cold cold COLD COLD COLD
  1972. >OUT
  1973. >You were only in the water for a few seconds and you're already shivering
  1974. >You do a quick once-over to see if you missed any soapy-
  1975. >Yep. One rear hoof, and tip of the tail
  1976. >Tail is easy. Just a flick through the water and you're good, you don't even feel it
  1977. >But your rear hooves are really sensitive...
  1978. >You clench your teeth and hold your breath as you extend your rear leg back under the icy water...
  1979. >Gaaahahah that's coo-ooo-old~
  1980. >O... okay, all good.
  1981. >You shut off the water and step into the back corner
  1982. >and shake yourself as hard as you can
  1983. >Uooh, dizzy.
  1984. >But that got most of the water off you and onto the tiled walls.
  1985. >You take slow and cautious steps to the towel rack and start drying yourself off while the world slowly stops spinning.
  1986. >Your mind wanders back to that dream. It felt important, for some reason.
  1987. >It's nagging at you like you're missing something obvious.
  1988. >Hmm...
  1989. >Maybe it'll come to you later.
  1990. >You put the towel back on the rack to dry and stop by your little plastic mirror.
  1991. >You grab the brush and get to to work smoothing out your fur.
  1992. >Your winter coat is almost fully grown. Not that you need it on this world: you're never let outside and everything is kept warm with those metal fireplaces. Radiates, you think they're called.
  1993. >Your room has one of those, but the rest of the building is heated with hot air pumped through holes in the wall and ceiling. Probably comes from a really big one they store somewhere out of the way.
  1994. >You spin your collar around so the nametag is in the front.
  1995. >And you awkwardly poke the brush handle underneath it to try and straighten out the matted fur.
  1996. >Now for the hard part: getting your mane right.
  1997. >It takes a very specific curl of the brush to get it in the right place.
  1998. >Staying in the right place is a different matter. With no gel or manespray you have to constantly fix it throughout the day.
  1999. >At least their mane shampoo isn't garbage. It's probably the cheapest one they could find (half the label is in another language), but it's actually pretty decent.
  2000. >You've thought about changing your mane, but, well...
  2001. >You're not ready to give up that part of yourself.
  2002. >You know that sounds really dumb, but it's a part of Equestria's Clear Skies.
  2003. >It reminds you of home, and keeps you hoping that she can come back one day.
  2004. >That you won't be Humanland's Office Equipment Pony forever.
  2005. >Also, it looks great on you.
  2006. >You run the brush through your tail a couple times to smooth it out, and you're ready for the day.
  2007.  
  2008. >Now for the room.
  2009. >You grab your blanket and flap into the air, then give it a couple good shakes to get all the wrinkles out.
  2010. >Flop it down onto your cot and take the time to straighten it out.
  2011. >Pick up the book you were reading last night and place it back on the shelf. You don't even remember what it was about.
  2012. >Straighten out the papers on your desk so it looks well organized. Doesn't matter if it is, just has to look that way.
  2013. >You glance around and nothing catches your eye as being messy or out of place.
  2014.  
  2015. >A quick warm up before you go:
  2016. >Forelegs all the way out, press your barrel to the ground.
  2017. >Slowly slide your body along to reverse the position-
  2018. >Rear legs splayed out straight, back arched and flanks taught.
  2019. >Then a couple laps of leisurely trotting around the room.
  2020. >And finally wing stretches.
  2021. >You slowly loop through the full range of motion and give a couple slow flaps.
  2022. >It starts to get a little noisy outside as the humans file in. The latch clicks as one of them unlocks your door.
  2023. >Time's up.
  2024. >You slip the wing binder over your head and put your forelegs through it.
  2025. >You'll need your manager to tighten it before you can start for the day.
  2026. >Then you grab your saddlebags off the hook and drape them over your barrel.
  2027. >You step out of the janitor's closet that functions as your bedroom and shut the door with a backhoof.
  2028. >Time for work.
  2029.  
  2030. >...
  2031.  
  2032. >You glance at the clock again-
  2033. >Almost 11. Another hour until lunch.
  2034. >Skipping breakfast was a bad idea, but you'd rather have the extra sleep.
  2035. >Maybe you could try some of that honey nut granola today?
  2036. >Or just gorge yourself on donuts like usual.
  2037. >Humans can't make a flower sandwich to save their life.
  2038. >You turn down the next row of cubicles and continue your loop through the office
  2039. >Halfway down the aisle someone is waving for you.
  2040. >You trot over to them. Hopefully it'll be something simple but time consuming so you can tune out for a bit.
  2041. >You got flagged down by... ugh, this flankhole again.
  2042.  
  2043. "Yes Mister Robinson?"
  2044. >"Take this to HR. And bring me my lunch."
  2045. >You put the folder in your saddlebags and fasten it shut.
  2046. >May as well suck up to him a bit. At least *try* to get on his good side.
  2047. "Yes sir. Would you like a coffee too, sir?"
  2048. >"Hmm... Yeah."
  2049. "The usual sir? One creme and two sugars?"
  2050. >He nods
  2051. >Alrighty, time to-
  2052. >"You have fifteen minutes or you're getting a demerit."
  2053. >...buck me
  2054. "Yes sir!" and you bolt
  2055. >You both know that's not enough time, and if you get another one they're going to cut your rations again.
  2056. >Impatient jerk.
  2057. >If they LET YOU USE YOUR WINGS you could do this in five. Just grab the folder and hop out the window, bam, done.
  2058. >You round the corner and-
  2059. >BUCK ME
  2060. >There's a herd of fat humans waiting for the elevator.
  2061. >...
  2062. >Stairs!
  2063. >The lever is way above your head so you take a running leap-
  2064. >aaaand it feels like you shattered your hoof on the stupid heavy door
  2065. >Whatever, it's open and you can still put weight on that leg
  2066. >You book it up the stairs, as fast as you can do the awkward climb.
  2067. >Each step is higher than your cannons
  2068. >Round the corner and do it again
  2069. >One floor done, two to go
  2070. >Oh filly this is going to burn in the morning
  2071. >You're panting by the third set of steps
  2072. >A little shaky by the fourth
  2073. >Slowing down by the fifth
  2074. >Sweating and wheezing as you finish the sixth set of steps, it takes you two jumps to grab the door handle
  2075. >You have to push against the wall with your hind legs to force it open
  2076. >You try to at least canter to the front desk
  2077. >Oh thank the goddesses it's Maria today
  2078. >She's not very good at Equish but she's always nice to you.
  2079. >You fumble with the latch on your saddlebags as you reach her
  2080. >You hoof over the folder and try to catch your breath.
  2081. >"Estás trabajando muy duro, pequeño caballo. Tómate un descanso, ¿está bien?"
  2082. >...You have no idea what the buck she just said, but that gentle smile doesn't need words
  2083. >But you're not done yet, so you smile back and hop to your hooves again.
  2084. >A hasty trot back to the elevators aaaaand they're nowhere near your floor.
  2085. >Perfect.
  2086. >Stairs again. At least it'll be easier going down.
  2087. >You jump and hoof at the door lever again. Not as hard this time.
  2088. >Lean into the door with your shoulder to open it enough to squeeze through.
  2089. >A running leap gets you onto the inner railing and you lie down on it.
  2090. >You're very careful not to get your hooves caught in the bars as you slide down
  2091. >And you squeeze your hind legs to keep from going too fast at the turns
  2092. >Both of which were very painful lessons to learn
  2093. >But you safely make it down to the fourth floor and ease yourself off the railing
  2094. >Another jump to grab the door handle and you're back in your office.
  2095. >A glance at the clock as you trot to the breakroom-
  2096. >Eight minutes left. Aww yeah, you have plenty of time.
  2097.  
  2098. >It takes you a bit to find it in the fridge.
  2099. >Red and white plastic container labeled J. Robinson
  2100. >It was on the top shelf with the label facing away from you.
  2101. >Of course it was.
  2102. >You slip it into your saddlebag, making sure it lays flat and won't shift around.
  2103. >He already pulled the 'rough handling' card with you before
  2104. >You hop down from the chair and shove it to the side so you can close the fridge.
  2105. >Just need the coffee and-
  2106. >GGGGAAAAAAAAAHHHH goddesses damn it all to Tartarus
  2107. >The coffee pot is empty!
  2108. >You pull the chair over and climb onto the counter
  2109. >Flip open the top, toss the soggy filter into the trash
  2110. >Grab the package out of the cabinet above you and put a new filter in its place
  2111. >Pry open the red bucket thing and pour some coffee grounds into the filter
  2112. >Fast as you can go without making a mess
  2113.  
  2114. >You glance around the room- still empty- and grab the coffee pot in your mouth
  2115. >You're not supposed to use your mouth for anything but it's just faster
  2116. >You shuffle over to the sink and fill it up
  2117. >Then carefully turn around and pour it into the open compartment
  2118. >Coffee pot back in the machine, close the lid, fiddle with the buttons
  2119. >Aaaaand now you wait
  2120.  
  2121. >You're nervously trotting in place
  2122. >Come on faster faster faster faster
  2123. >The coffee machine is so slow and you're nearly out of time
  2124. >Almost there...
  2125. >Almost...
  2126. >Good enough!
  2127. >You pull the coffee pot out way too early and pour it into the little foam cup
  2128. >The machine is still dripping but you'll clean that mess later
  2129. >You shove the now-empty pot back into place and grab a package of cream
  2130. >You never figured out how to open these little plastic containers the right way, but pony ingenuity prevails as you stab the top with a fork
  2131. >Two spoons of sugar and a quick stir-
  2132. >Done!
  2133. >You balance the cup on your head as you climb backwards onto the chair and then the floor.
  2134. >You can only manage a brisk walk without spilling (another very painful lesson)
  2135. >You can't see the clock on your way back, but you know this is cutting it very close.
  2136.  
  2137. >You set the cup of coffee on his desk-
  2138. >Next to the other... full... cup...
  2139. >...
  2140. >That motherBUCKER
  2141. >HE EMPTIED OUT THE POT JUST SO YOU'D BE LATE
  2142. >You try really really hard not to grind your teeth and snarl
  2143. >Stay calm, stay focused, don't start stomping and swearing
  2144. >You pull his lunch box out of your saddlebag and hoof it over with a very big, very fake smile
  2145. >"You're late. Such a shame, having to give a nice pony like you a black mark."
  2146. >The buck it is. He's responsible for half of them.
  2147. >"Of course..."
  2148. >Here it comes.
  2149. >"You could spend a couple minutes under my desk and I would be far too busy to report it. You've earned yourself a snack for all your hard work."
  2150. >Every. Bucking. Day.
  2151. "No sir, I'm still Braunwick And Sons company property. That would be a breach of office conduct policy and get us both in trouble, sir."
  2152. >And it's that coy smile again, letting you know he's still not giving up.
  2153. >Goddesses you hate that smile.
  2154. >"Well then, we can just find a private room during the lunch hour. Why stop at a snack when you could get a full meal?"
  2155. >You're not sure if he's that dumb or just trying to make you mad.
  2156. "Thank you for the offer sir, but I'm afraid I can't. After *last week's demerits* I'm on half rations. I won't skip out on punishment for *my failings*, sir."
  2157. >Breathe, Clear. Just breathe.
  2158. >All three of those were his fault and he knows it. He's looking for another one for being snippy with him. He just wants you desperate enough to let him under your tail.
  2159. >"Ah, yes. You're such a good employee. If only your performance backed it up."
  2160. >It takes you physical effort not to bite him when he ruffles your mane.
  2161. >Aside from how much you hate him specifically, he has no idea how hard it is to style properly when you only have water and a brush.
  2162. >"Your contract is up in a month, right? I might just buy you myself."
  2163. >You. Would. Rather. Die.
  2164. >Fake smile. Fake. Smile.
  2165. "Is there anything else, sir? I think the other employees might need me."
  2166. >Please let me go please let me go please let me-
  2167. >"No, that'll be all for now."
  2168. >YES
  2169. >"But make sure to stop by this afternoon. I'll need you to deliver more paperwork."
  2170. >...bucker.
  2171.  
  2172. >Finally free of that yakbrained waste of air, you make for the opposite end of the room.
  2173. >As far as you can go without ditching work.
  2174. >You want to stomp and kick and yell your frustration out but that'd only make things worse.
  2175. >As soon as he reports you, you're on third rations. And then it's five more to either a lashing or an early sale.
  2176. >That's probably what he's trying to do.
  2177. >Makes you sick just thinking about it.
  2178. >Why couldn't you just stay in Accounting?
  2179. >Or get transferred to HR. Working with Maria would be great.
  2180. >Or even the mail room. You don't care.
  2181. >You've gotten more demerits in the last two months than you have in the last two years.
  2182. >...
  2183. >But you know why.
  2184. >Your contract is up soon.
  2185. >And they're not going to renew it, so they're training somepony else.
  2186. >And you got sent here just to keep busy while they waited it out.
  2187. >Ugh, that means he might have a chance at buying you.
  2188. >Third place winner of the Worst Human Award. Your next owner.
  2189. >You don't know what you'd do besides hoof him in the face and turn runaway.
  2190. >And that's a bad life.
  2191.  
  2192. >"Clear?"
  2193. >Buck, the only time they use your name is when you're in trouble.
  2194. >Did he already report you?
  2195. >"Clear?"
  2196. >You recognize the voice but can't place it.
  2197. >"Clear?"
  2198.  
  2199.  
  2200.  
  2201. "Gwuah?"
  2202. >You blink a couple times as your eyes try to focus.
  2203. >You're... not in the office?
  2204. >You're in a bed?
  2205. >And you're getting cuddled as the little spoon.
  2206. >...
  2207. >"You okay? 'were kicking in your sleep again."
  2208. >Oh!
  2209. >You're in YOUR bed, with your master.
  2210. >It was just a dream.
  2211. >That makes sense. It did feel kinda wrong. Like everything was a little off-color.
  2212. >A really vivid dream, though...
  2213. >Way more than usual.
  2214. >It's been a while since you've had one of those memory-dreams.
  2215. >You push back against him and sigh.
  2216. "Just a dream. From before we met."
  2217. >From *just* before we met, actually. Master won your contract at the auction a couple weeks later.
  2218. "Sorry about waking you up."
  2219.  
  2220. >He wraps his hoofspider around your hoovsie and gently rubs little circles on it
  2221. >He buries his face in your mane and takes a deep breath, then lets it out slowly.
  2222. >"S'okay. You wanna talk about it?"
  2223. >...
  2224. "Nah."
  2225. >You roll over to face him
  2226. >Okay maybe not your smartest idea.
  2227. >You were already pressed up against him
  2228. >Your wing is getting smooshed and there's no space for your legs
  2229. >Master knows what you want to do and he scoots backwards a little to give you room
  2230. >And it lets you flop onto his warm spot
  2231. >He pulls you the rest of the way to his chest
  2232. >One arm is your pillow
  2233. >The other arm resting on your flank and curling up so his hoofspider can rub right between the wings
  2234. >You stick your nose in his chestfluff and rub your snootle back and forth
  2235. >Humans don't really have floof like ponies do, but you love it because it's his
  2236. >And because [his scent is AMAZING]
  2237.  
  2238. >He brings his chin down to your head
  2239. >His beard kinda tickles your ears, but it's nice and soft
  2240. "I love you Master"
  2241. >He mumbles it back as he pulls you tighter to his chest
  2242. >The big cutie is already falling asleep.
  2243. >You cuddle up to him as much as you can, and flick your tail so it lays over his hips
  2244. >You don't know what you did to deserve this life, but...
  2245.  
  2246. >This?
  2247. >This is perfect.
  2248.  
  2249.  
  2250.  
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