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>You are Anon, on what was supposed to be a simple matchmaking mission.
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>You were charged with delivering an invitation to a hermit stallion, but you should have known something was up when Shining wouldn't meet your eyes during the short debriefing.
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>So here you stand, in your snowshoes and parka while six bandit mares bicker about what they are going to do to you.
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>The slate blue breezie peeks out from the violet mane of the sky blue earth pony.
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>"As the leader of the Sinister Schlicks, I call dibs on riding in his ball bra!"
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>The other mares grumble, with the green unicorn snorting.
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>"Rustle, just because you have the ear of the prince, that doesn't make you the leader."
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>Your jaw drops.
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"Shining set me up?"
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>The breezie grins.
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>"Sure did! Every once in a while, he sends us a treat, and in return we don't spread the things he and the missus get up to. Shame about your friendship, colt."
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>You scowl at her.
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>You aren't terribly happy about Shining either.
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>Whatever blackmail they have on him can't be worth sending his own subjects into slavery or whatever this is.
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>But between the two unicorns, two earth ponies, and the pegasus, you really doubt you can escape, or even fight your way out.
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>Pony magic is bullshit, even if You could probably suplex one or two on your own.
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>You'll just have to bide your time, and take your opportunities when they come.
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"Can we at least get out of the cold? I don't want to freeze to death, just because you lot can't agree on anything."
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>Rustle nods solemnly, then zips over and wiggles into your clothes, hooking her forelegs on the waistband of your pants.
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>You can feel the tiny curves of her butt and legs press up against your shaft, and react despite yourself.
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>She grins up at you.
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>"Knew you'd warm up to me~."
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>You frown and say nothing.
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>Rustle faces forwards and points a hoof dramatically towards the distant cliffs.
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>"You heard the lord, everypony march!"
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>As the afternoon begins to wane, you hear a distant rumbling.
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>You cast an apprehensive look towards the cliffs, but there is no sign of movement there.
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>Your escort glances around nervously as well.
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>Rustle hauls herself out of your pants and takes to the air.
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>"Sounds like a yak. You know what to do, girls."
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>The pegasus leaps into the air and climbs high in the sky.
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>One unicorn encases the group in a shimmering lime dome, the other bracing it with six rods of yellow magic that dig into the ground under the snow.
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>The two earth pones dig with incredible speed, leaving mounds of dirt and snow outside their holes.
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>Rustle settles down on your head.
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>"Catching a colt and fleecing a yak, today definitely is a good day."
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>You had hoped the yak would be your ticket out of here, but Rustle's confidence dims that hope.
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>"AAAAAAAAND GET SOME!"
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>The figure that bursts through a snowdrift is definitely not a yak.
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>Easily two to three times the size of your pony captors, the absolute unit of a mare leaps above the dome.
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>As Rustle yells incoherently, the huge mare hurls a greatsword as long as you are tall, shattering the dome.
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>One second later, she hits the ground in front of you, kicking the unicorns with a fore and hind leg.
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>They get sent flying, landing yards away at the end of long furrows in the snow.
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>The two earth pones collapse the ground out from under her.
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>You stand frozen in place as meaty thwacks rise from the hole in the ground.
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>Rustle curses under her breath, then darts off into the sky.
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>"Nimbus! Get the whole camp!"
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>That just leaves you and the giant mare clambering out of the pit, cursing under her breath.
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>She shakes the dirt out of her long orange mane, then bites your coat and heaves you onto her back.
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>You yelp, scrambling to get your legs under you and astride your rescuer.
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>The giant sheathes her greatsword and begins trotting, picking up speed as you wrap your arms around her neck.
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>"Ginger Scotch, biggest ana strungest mare in the two courts and greata territories! By me Mum's straps and Da's garters, Ah swear Ah'll bring ye back safe an' sound!"
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>You focus on trying not to bite your tongue.
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"Ah, thanks for saving me."
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>She laughs.
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>"No problem! 'Tis the duteh of any guardsmare worth her salt! Na, are ye holdin' on tight as ye can?"
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>You swallow and clench your legs and arms as much as you can.
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"Yes!"
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>"Good!"
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>She leans forward, picking up speed.
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>The wind roars in your ears, your vision blurring with windswept tears.
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>For long moments, all you can focus on is the powerful muscles roiling under you, the mare's flesh almost feverishly warm.
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>An unknown amount of time later, Ginger slows to a trot.
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>You lean back and wipe your eyes.
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>She looks over her shoulder at you.
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>"Ye alright back there? If yer bout tae hurl, kindly do it off tae the side."
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>You laugh a little giddily, coming down from the adrenaline.
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"No, I'm, uh, haha, I'm good."
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>She gives you a skeptical look.
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>"If ye get any boak on me, Ah'ma batter on you, ye ken?"
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>You nod seriously.
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"Got it. So, uh, did we lose them?"
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>Ginger Scotch shakes her head.
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>"No with all this snow around. No doubt they got a few pegs an' mebbe a griff or two, so it's only a matta o' time 'fore they try an' swoop at us."
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>You frown.
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"What do we do then?"
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>She points forward.
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>"We'll take a break inna forest o'er there, then head back tae the city. Should be a patrol tae meet us, if we're lucky."
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>You look forward to see an evergreen forest, patches of brown needled forest floor visible deeper in.
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"Hard to swoop through all those branches, makes sense."
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>"Aye."
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>For several moments, all you can hear is the crunch of snow underhoof and Ginger's steady breathing.
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>"So, what brings a bonnie stallion like ye oot tae the frozen wildaness?"
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>You sigh.
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"I thought I was delivering an invitation, but if what the bandits said is true, the prince set me up."
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>She snaps her head up to look at you with a troubled expression.
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>"The prince? Ah cannae believe it. Far more likely, they were talkin' oot their fannies tae keep ye muddled."
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>You sit back and consider her point.
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"That's... that does make sense. Something to talk to Shining about either way."
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>As the two of you enter the forest, you huddle close to Ginger's neck to avoid getting hit with branches.
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>The pine scent combines nicely with her earthy musk.
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>Before too long, she finds a relatively dry spot under an ancient pine and slowly kneels with a groan.
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>You smile a little at the sound, then swing your leg over her back and slide down.
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>Only for your practically numb legs to crumble beneath you, landing you face first in the brown needles.
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>Ginger lets out a bark of laughter while you push yourself up.
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>You brush the debris from your face, then decide to lay down more carefully as feeling returns to your abused backside.
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"Ow. Ugh, why does my butt hurt? I would very much appreciate my butt not hurting."
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>The giant mare grins at you.
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>"Ah can kiss it better if ye like."
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>You roll your eyes, even as she tosses a waterskin to you.
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>You prop yourself up on one elbow and take a surprisingly long drink.
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>You didn't think you were that thirsty.
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>You toss the waterskin back and set to massaging your sore muscles.
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"So, how does a pony get as big as you?"
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>Ginger maintains eye contact as she chugs the rest of the water.
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>You raise an eyebrow at her antics, but say nothing.
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>She nonchalantly tucks the waterskin back in her saddlebags.
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>"Simple enough. Me great granny went an’ shagged a dragon."
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>You blink, waiting for her to laugh.
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>She raises an eyebrow at you.
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>You lick your lips.
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"Seriously? You don't look... dragonish."
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>Ginger shrugs.
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>"Ma always said it was extreme sexual dimorbi- diamon- dime- Father Nature being a pure numpty bastard. Ye should see mah brother, he could pass for a shaved kirin, he could."
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>You grunt.
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"Huh."
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>She nods.
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>"Pretty much. Pa says it's fate fer takin’ a dragon's son, though Ah dinnae ken if that's the right of it."
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>You shrug and set to massaging your thighs.
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>Ginger doesn't bother hiding the direction of her gaze, which you more or less ignore.
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>Mares are going to mare.
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>Eventually, you get to your feet with only a little wobbling.
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>The giant mare watches you appraisingly.
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>"Ready to go?"
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>You grimace at the twinges in your muscles.
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"Ready as I'm likely to get. Let's go."
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>You climb onto her back and whimper a little.
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>She looks at you with concern.
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>"If'n ye need more time tae massage yer foal-chasers..."
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>You shake your head.
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"Let's just get back to safety."
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>Ginger nods seriously and stands up.
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>She starts off at a walk, keeping an eye on you.
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>It doesn't feel great, but you get used to the stinging pain.
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>As the two of you emerge from the forest, she slowly picks up the pace and settles into a smooth trot.
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>You keep an eye on the sky, but there is no sign of pursuing bandits.
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>You can't tell if that is a good sign or not.
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>As you turn to look ahead, you accidentally make eye contact with Ginger.
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>She blushes under a face full of freckles and quickly faces forward.
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>You giggle a little at the juxtaposition of your worries and her cute reaction.
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>The mare just grumbles about stallions under her breath.
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>You take pity on the mare and try to think of a conversation topic to distract her from her embarrassment.
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>What do you have in common?
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"Oh! Do you know about any place with higher doorways? I keep hitting my head on the threshold at my apartment."
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>You can feel Ginger swallow.
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>"Ah had the same problem, but Ah just moved inna barracks fer the guard. Dinnae if that helps."
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>You hum.
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"Maybe I should join the guard or something then. Or just save up for a house and get it altered."
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>She looks at you over her shoulder with a grin.
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>"Ye'd look pure braw inna guards' uniform."
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>You tilt your head.
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"Braw?"
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>Ginger blushes again.
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>"Means good lookin'."
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>You pat her neck.
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"I'll keep that in mind."
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>That does her in, her cheeks turning beet red as she faces forward once again.
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>This is kind of fun, but you probably shouldn't distract her while you are still in probable danger.
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>The two of you travel on in silence for a fair while, no sign of enemy fliers.
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>Then Ginger stumbles into a deep drift of snow that comes up to your hips.
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>She hisses in discomfort.
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>You look at her in concern.
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>Did she sprain a hoof or something?
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"What's wrong?"
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>"Oh, nothin Ah cannae handle, just got me some diamond cuttas from a snow quenchin'. If'n yer feelin grateful fer yer rescue, mebbe ye can kiss 'em better once we get tae the city."
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>She laughs at her own joke.
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>Maybe it's the adrenaline talking.
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>Maybe it's the feeling of her powerful muscles moving under you.
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>Maybe it's the musk of a working mare addling your senses.
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"Sure."
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>Ginger stumbles, but catches herself before you get more than jostled.
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>"Wot?" She croaks.
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>You giggle.
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"Maybe I'll just twist them instead."
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>Ginger huffs good-naturedly.
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>"Yer a cruel stallion, getting a mare's hopes up like that."
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>You rub her neck fondly.
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"Let's not get too excited out here. We can flirt more when we're not in danger."
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>She nods.
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>"Aye, fair enough."
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>After she climbs out of the dip in the ground, you think she might be trotting a little faster than before.
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>You decide not to bring it up.
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>Unexpectedly, the two of you make it to the city without incident.
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>Ginger agrees that something weird is going on, so she accompanies you to the palace.
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>You have to keep an arm on her withers to steady yourself, the long ride did a number on your leg muscles.
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>You probably should have rested, but you had to know.
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>The imperial guards let you and Ginger pass.
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>When Shining and Cadance see the two of you, they brighten up and hoof Flurry to Sunburst to take to another room.
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>You frown.
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"Shining, did you set me up?"
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>He grins.
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>"I'm glad we did, you two are cute together!"
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>You blink.
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"What."
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>Gringer's jaw drops, even as a light blush dusts her cheeks.
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>"Yer really working with those grimy minks?"
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>Cadance clears her throat.
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>"To be more accurate, those so-called 'minks' work for me. They are my specialists for difficult cases."
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>You rock back in understanding.
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"Like a ...forthright guard, or a janefilly human."
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>Ginger scrunches.
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> The pink princess beams at you.
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>"Precisely! Special individuals require special circumstances. You were never in any true danger, and don't worry about any injuries the team suffered, I already have my best healers on the job."
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>Ginger relaxes slightly at that.
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>You raise a skeptical eyebrow at Cadance.
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"The breezie got in my pants and touched my dick."
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>Ginger's greatsword practically teleports to her mouth as she takes slow, deliberate steps towards the princess.
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>Shining is giving his wife the stink-eye as well.
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>Can't dance laughs nervously.
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>"You will, uh, be compensated for your trauma?"
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>Shining levitates her up by her ear, ignoring her whimpers.
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>"I am going to have a long talk with you and your agents. It sounds like you all need remedial training."
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>They vanish in a flash of rose light.
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>Ginger is still bristling with anger, but sheathes her sword.
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>You pat her on her withers.
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"It's not fine, but it will be."
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>She lets out a long breath.
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>"When Ah get mah hooves on that..."
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>You rub her back as she curses the breezie to Tartarus and back.
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>However heartwarming it is to see her so passionate in your defense, you are still really sore.
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"Hey, could you escort me back to my apartment? I'm not sure if my legs will last the whole way."
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>She focuses on you and nods seriously.
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>"Of course, Anon. Ye can count on me."
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>You lean on her as you waddle your way back out of the palace.
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"Not to mention I owe you some nipple kisses."
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>She stumbles, and you fall down on top of her back, laughing.
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>Credit where credit is due, Cadance is very good at her job.
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