Freemare

 

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A year ago magical talking ponies arrived on earth, dropping out of magical portals all over the planet. Interviews with ponies have revealed that a magical disaster had struck their world and evacuating to another world was the only option, with no way to get back. An estimated 417 million drowned in the ocean, leaving several hundred million alive on land. As the countries of Earth were experiencing a global food shortage in addition to an already existing refugee crisis, a global economic depression, and an armed conflict was underway that could turn into world war 3, the nations of the world could not afford to care for the pony refugees. The solution was simple, practical, and cruel. Humanity once again instituted a system of chattel slavery, enslaving the ponies and selling them to businesses and private individuals. The law does not permit ponies to own property, nor be emancipated. Pegasus ponies have wings and can fly with the aid of their magic, despite their wings being too small to generate enough lift. Earth ponies are twice as strong as would be expected for their size and have an endurance that nearly equals that of a human. Unicorns have a small spiral horn on their head that glows when they use magic, though most are limited to weak telekinisis and spells suited to their talents, interests, and jobs. All ponies have a limited ability to manipulate objects and use tools with their hooves thanks to magic, but most prefer to use telekinisis or their dextrous mouth and lips. Ponies almost never wear clothes except for when practicality demands it. Most ponies are friendly by nature, but the reality of slavery has worn many of them down. Pony slaves are expensive, most costing as much as a good used car or small house, the exception being ponies that have a history of disobedience or similar unwanted behaviours. Recaptured runaways aren't valued much, or trusted, and can be bought for as little as a few hundred dollars. Most runaways get bought up by companies looking for cheap, disposable labor for hard, dangerous, or monotonous work, or all three. Most humans find the comparetively large heads and eyes combined with a pony's small size to be cute. The most common reasons for a private individual to buy a pony are sex (27.2%), household chores (14.9%), childcare (4.6%), companionship (2.7%), gardening (1.7%), the rest being miscellaneous tasks.

 

This story takes place in the United States of America, where ponies are bought and sold by their hundreds each day.

 

Josh is a loner and a loser. He spends his time either masturbating, playing games on his outdated dinosaur of a computer, masturbating while browsing pornhub on his ancient PC, shitposting on 4chan, or browsing the slave auction sites.

 

Each time he visits the sites and sees the ponies he imagines what it would be like to have a little slave mare of his own. Running his fingers through the silky feathers of her wings, and the look on her face when he paints her wings with his cum. Telling her that her wings are a mess and that she needs to preen them. Watching her slowly work her way through her wings with her mouth and tongue, licking up his seed, sucking it off of individual feathers, grimacing at the taste but continuing under his watchful gaze.

 

Or maybe a unicorn, holding her horn and fucking her throat as she gags and cries, her tears matting his pubic hair as he alternates between ramming her down on his cock and fucking her throat furiously as she gags and chokes, until he finally cums down her throat, holding her in place until he cock softens and slips out of her lips.

 

His hand is a blur as he speeds up his masturbation. Then his orgasm hits, his hips jerk and he groans in pleasure, spurts of cum erupt from his cock, spattering his keyboard and screen, partially hiding the slave profile of a meek-looking yellow pegasus with a long silky pink mane and tail, each long enough to nearly reach her hooves.

 

A few minutes later he's managed to get his breath back. He grabs the toilet roll he has on his desk next to the keyboard and unrolls a few sheets. He tears them off and roughly wipes off his screen and keyboard, spitting on them a few times to wet them and make the cleanup easier. Evetually he gets most of the streaks and splatters off, to the point where he can see what's on the screen relatively clearly.

 

'Eh, good enough,' he thinks and tosses the wad of soiled toilet paper onto the pile already sticking out of his trashcan. The wad slowly slides and rolls down the pile, eventually falling out and landing on the cheap linoleum. He shrugs and looks back at the screen, tucking his cock back into his underwear, the only thing he's wearing since he's the only one there and that means less laundry to do.

 

On the screen isn't the profile he was looking at.

 

'I must have accidentally gone to another profile when I cleaned the keyboard," he thinks.

 

On the screen is a green unicorn mare with a black mane and tail and green eyes. In difference to the other ponies he's seen she's fat. Not gigantic, but she has a good bit of pudge, enough so that her teats are large enough that you can actually see the two small mounds between her legs. They look like about the size of an apple. She is the first pony he's seen that has boobs big enough to squeeze, just about a handful each.

 

His cock, that had softened nearly completely, surged back to full size, creating a tent in his underwear.

 

He is just about to pull it out and crank out another round of baby batter when he sees her price.

 

'$800?! That has to be wrong,' he thinks. Then he sees the copious amount of notes from previous owners as well as her previous sales prices. Apparently she was foul-mouthed, had problems with compliance, and had tried to escape once only for by her owner to catch up to her despite being an earth pony, she also seems a bit dumb, if he's reading between the lines properly. He looks at her name, Green Hornet, then he moves the mouse to the "buy" button.

 

'I might not be able to affort a new computer like I was planning, but this is going to be so much better!' he thinks as he clicks the button.

 

Three weeks later he is standing outside his rented small, one-room basement apartment, signing the last paper for the delivery man. After taking the clipboard back, the delivery man walks into the back of his truck. A few moments, and the scraping of a wire cage door being opened, later, he emerges with Green Hornet on a leash that's attached to her collar. Like most ponies she is naked beyond the collar and like other ponies she doesn't seem to care that she's naked, even with her teats swinging gently between her hind legs with each step. Josh can't help but stare at her ass, she is easily the fattest pony he's ever seen, and her ass is fucking huge!

 

She is definitely going to get a lot of use, he thinks as he takes the leash from the delivery man.

 

"Be careful with that one, she's a biter," the delivery man says.

 

"I'll be careful," Josh replies.

 

The delivery man nods and goes back to his truck. A few moments later he drives away, leaving Josh and Green Hornet alone.

 

"So, you're my new slave, huh?" Josh says.

 

Green Hornet says nothing, just looks at him with a bored expression.

 

"Well, let's go inside, I have a lot of plans for you!" Josh says as he tugs on the leash.

 

Green Hornet resists for a moment, then starts walking with him, her hooves clopping on the concrete.

 

He opens the outer door and leads her down the stairs to his apartment's door. He unlocks it and leads her inside.

 

"Welcome to your new home!" Josh says.

 

Green Hornet looks around for a moment, then walks over to the bed and sits down.

 

'Uhh. . .' Josh thinks.

 

"I guess you're tired from the trip, but you'll have plenty of time to rest later!" Josh says.

 

He leads her over to the small table in the corner of the room that serves as both his desk and dining table. He sits down in the chair and pulls her close so that she is standing between his legs. He runs his hands over her fur, feeling the softness. He takes one of her teats in his hand and squeezes it, feeling the soft give of her flesh.

 

"You're going to be a lot of fun, I can tell!" Josh says.

 

Green Hornet says nothing, just looks at him with a bored expression.

 

'Maybe she just needs some time to warm up to me,' Josh thinks.

 

He stands up and leads her over to the bed. He pushes her down onto her back and starts to kiss her neck. She doesn't resist, but she doesn't react either. He moves down to between her hind legs and starts to lick and suck on her nipples. Again, she doesn't resist, but she doesn't react either.

 

'What's wrong with her?' Josh thinks.

 

He moves up to her horn and starts to lick it. It tastes faintly of magic, but not in a bad way. He suckles on it for a moment, then moves back down to her nipples and starts to lick and suck on them again. This time she finally reacts, moaning softly and nuzzling his head with her own. Encouraged by this, he moves back up to her horn and starts to lick and suck on it again. She moans louder this time and starts to thrust her hips up into his face.

 

'Yes! Finally!' Josh thinks.

 

He moves down to her cunt and starts to lick and suck on her plump pony vulva. It flexes suddenly with a squelch and her clit, surprisingly much larger than a human's, half the size of the head of his cock, pops out for a second, pushing her vulva apart but not enough to see the entranceto her vagina, before her vulva relaxes and her clit quickly slides back into hiding, the only sign that it was there being a shimmer of wetness on the vulva right outside her clitoris. Then it happens again. And again. And again.

 

"What the. . ." Josh says, confused.

 

He keeps licking and sucking on her, giving her clit a lick every time it her vulva winks at him, along with the occasional suckle. She starts moaning and thrusting her hips into his face, her clit popping out and quickly retreating each time. Her breathing quickens and she wraps her legs around his head. Then she cums, her clit popping out and staying out as she cums, her vulva flexing and squelching around his mouth and tongue as she cums, her juices flooding his mouth. He tries to keep up, but he can't suck her clit and drink her juices at the same time, so he just swallows as much as he can.

 

When she finally calms down, he moves up to her and kisses her.

 

"That was amazing!" Josh says.

 

Green Hornet opens her eyes and looks at him, panting slightly.

 

"I thought you were broken or something!" Josh says.

 

Green Hornet just looks at him, then she puts her head down on the bed and falls asleep.

 

'Well, I guess she was just tired from the trip,' Josh thinks.

 

He gets up and goes to the bathroom, then comes back and climbs into bed next to her. He wraps his arms around her and falls asleep.

 

The next morning Josh wakes up and the first thing he notices is Green Hornet, asleep in his arms. He slowly rubs her back, careful to not wake her up. 'She's so warm and soft,' he thinks as his hand slides over her rump, giving it a slight squeeze, before moving on and finding her teats between her legs.

 

'Like the warmest softest clouds . . .' he thinks as he softly caresses and fondles her mammaries. As he does he starts getting hard, his cock pressing into Green Hornets belly, just above her teats.

 

He shifts his hands to her rump, sliding her up and a bit closer. He shifts his hips, aligning his cock with her vulva, still sticky, slimy, and slightly wet from last night. He presses in just a bit, just enough to part the plump lips of her pony pussy and feel how incredibly warm she is. The head of his cock feels like it's pressed against a furnace that is just cool enough that it only burns a little.

 

The feeling makes him groan and close his eyes. He opens them and sees Green Hornet, head raised slightly off of the pillow, looking at him. Just looking. Then she closes her eyes and lays her head back on the pillow.

 

'She's probably just groggy,' Josh thinks as he starts to push in. At first nothing happens, then he feels her push back and he starts to slide in. It feels even better than he imagined it would. He starts thrusting into her, each thrust accompanied by a slick squelching sound as his cock pushes through her tight, wet, hot pussy. She feels so good around him, so tight and hot and wet. He starts pounding into her, each thrust harder and faster than the last. He doesn't last long, maybe a minute, before he cums, flooding her with his hot seed. He doesn't pull out, instead he collapses on top of her, his cock still deep inside her.

 

"That was amazing!" Josh says breathlessly.

 

Green Hornet says nothing, just lays there, panting slightly.

 

"Are you okay?" Josh asks.

 

Green Hornet nods, then she lays her head down on the pillow and falls asleep.

 

'Maybe she's just really tired,' Josh thinks as he gets up and goes to the bathroom, then he comes back and climbs into bed next to her. He wraps his arms around her and falls asleep.

 

He wakes up alone. He checks his phone, it's 15:37. He hears the shower going in his miniscule bathroom. He climbs out of bed and walks over to the bathroom door. He knocks on it.

 

"Green Hornet, you okay in there?" Josh asks.

 

"Yeah, I'm fine," Green Hornet replies.

 

"Okay, just making sure," Josh says.

 

He goes back to his bed and lies down. He is just about to fall asleep when Green Hornet comes out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around her mane. She looks at him on the bed.

 

"You're supposed to be my master, not my bed warmer," Green Hornet says.

 

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to make sure you were okay," Josh says.

 

"I'm fine, now get up and do something!" Green Hornet says.

 

"Okay, okay," Josh says as he gets up.

 

He goes to the bathroom and takes a piss, then he comes back out and Green Hornet is gone. He hears the front door open and close.

 

"Green Hornet?" Josh calls out.

 

No answer.

 

He goes to the tiny ground-level window and looks out. He sees Green Hornet walking down the street, leash dragging behind her.

 

"Shit!" Josh says as he runs to the door and opens it, then he runs outside.

 

"Green Hornet! Stop!" Josh shouts.

 

Green Hornet keeps walking. Josh starts running after her. He catches up to her easily, she is an earth pony after all. He grabs her leash and pulls her to a stop.

 

"What the hell are you doing?" Josh asks.

 

"What does it look like? I'm going for a walk," Green Hornet says.

 

"You can't just go for a walk!"

 

"I can. Also, you're naked."

 

Josh looks down and sees that he is, in fact, naked. 'FUCK' he thinks.

 

"Get back inside!" Josh says as he tries to cover himself up.

 

"No."

 

"You're my slave, you have to do what I say!"

 

"I'm not your slave, I'm a free pony."

 

"No, you're not, you're my slave."

 

"No, I'm not. I'm a free pony."

 

"You can't just decide that you're not a slave!"

 

"Yes, I can. I'm a free pony."

 

"No, you're not! You're my slave!"

 

"No, I'm not. I'm a free pony."

 

"You're just saying that because you want to be free!"

 

"No, I'm not. I'm a free pony."

 

"This is bullshit!" Josh says as he starts to pull her back towards his apartment.

 

"No, it's not. I'm a free pony."

 

A police car give a single whoop of it's siren as it pulls up alongside them. Josh and Green Hornet both jump at the noise. The officer stops the patrol car and rolls the window down. His eyes can't be seen behind his mirrored aviators, but one eyebrow quirks up above the sunglasses as he looks between the fattest pony he's seen and the naked man holding her leash.

 

"Everything okay here?" the officer asks.

 

"No, this bitch is trying to run away!" Josh says.

 

"Is that true?" the officer asks.

 

"Of course it's not true! I'm a free pony," Green Hornet says.

 

"You can't just go around saying that you're a free pony, that's against the law," the officer says. "You're either a slave or you're not."

 

"I'm a free pony."

 

"No, you're not. You're a slave."

 

"No, I'm not. I'm a free pony."

 

"Okay, that's it, I'm taking you in," the officer says as he gets out of his patrol car.

 

Josh drops the leash and backs away as the officer walks up to Green Hornet.

 

"You have the right to remain silent," the officer says as he starts to cuff her.

 

"I'm a free pony."

 

"Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law."

 

"I'm a free pony."

 

"You have the right to an attorney."

 

"I'm a free pony."

 

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And so ends our escapades as we reach the limits of the AIs memory. Story title seemed like the obvious choice.