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Crystal bells

By SmutAnon
Created: 2022-10-20 00:16:59
Updated: 2024-01-27 13:02:05
Expiry: Never
anon/rgre/nsfwgreentextcadancergreguardsmarescrystal ponies

  1. >You always end up with this pink horse on top of you and her husband somewhere nearby
  2. >She's heavier than she looks, and it always takes some effort getting her off you
  3. >She's like a big, lazy dog that has wings and likes to eat pizza in your bed
  4. >You try not to encourage her, but it is fucking cold in Equestria, and the royal couple are really very warm
  5. >Cadence's coat is also very soft, and it's hard not to give her scratches
  6. >Sometimes, you'll just lay around for an extra half and hour and just pet the horses and their little horse baby
  7. >Now you just wish she'd stop asking you to fuck all of her guards
  8. >"I'm telling you, Anon, all they do is stand beside a door for ten hours a day and try to find funny ways to get each other written up. They have no chance with normal colts!"
  9. >"Look, if you slap their tushies they chime! You could be the Crystal Empire's first solo bell choir! Think about it!"
  10.  
  11.  
  12. >Be Anon.
  13. >Confused.
  14. >You raise an eyebrow at Candyass.
  15. "You're joking."
  16. >"I'm totally serious! I don't know how they even manage to function in society, when they spend all their time standing like-"
  17. "Not that. The chime thing. Are you seriously saying crystal ponies actually chime if you slap them, like... Windchimes, or something?"
  18. >She gets an evil glint in her eye.
  19. >One you learned to recognize.
  20. >Oh boy.
  21. >Better run before-
  22. >Nope, too late.
  23. >You sigh as she grabs you by the hand with her magic, dragging you along.
  24. >She's probably the magically weakest of all the alicorns, but she still is one.
  25. >You give her a flat look, standing straight as you're pulled along.
  26. >With the Crystal Palace's floors being made of crystal, when properly cleaned, it's extremely smooth.
  27. >Which allows her to effortlessly pull you, your feet sliding on the floor.
  28. >However, she seems to forget about the laws of physics once she gets to her destination. Not surprising, since these ponies tend to ignore them most of the time anyway.
  29. >Once she lets go of your hand, inertia kicks in.
  30. >You keep sliding away, with a "no fucks given" expression.
  31. >"So, Ano- hey! Come back here!"
  32. >Sadly, you don't manage to get away. She fires up her magic, and drags you back.
  33. >You sigh as you're deposited in the middle of a hallway, in front of a pair of crystal guardsmares standing beside a door.
  34. >They keep stoically watching forward, though their eyes flick over to you and Cadance now and then.
  35. >"As I was saying... Did you think I was making it up, Anon?"
  36. "Who knows, Condense? On one hand, this world is crazy, and magic makes all sorts of weird stuff. On the other hand, the fact that I'm not aware of a lot of stuff in Equestria means ponies can screw with me quite effortlessly."
  37. >"Aww. Would I really lie to you, Anon?"
  38. >You stop to think.
  39. >The pink bubblegum princess has been an absolute pain, but she never lied to you, that you can recall.
  40. >Celestia was the scheming politician, but the other three alicorns were trustworthy, from your experience.
  41. >Luna was too blunt and direct to lie, Twilight was too adorkable and couldn't lie to save her life, and Cadance...
  42. >She was far too sure of herself and her crazy schemes, if you had to describe it.
  43. >Like she thought everyone would instantly see things her way as soon as they heard her.
  44. >Which wasn't the case most of the time. Didn't stop her, though.
  45. >You roll your eyes.
  46. "Alright, I guess you wouldn't. Just because you honestly believe something doesn't mean it's true, though. You might just be a little crazy, Candyass. Or a whole lot."
  47. >Her ear twitches.
  48. >You never managed to really get to her when she was in one of her wacky moods, no matter what you told her, except for when you deliberately messed with her name.
  49. >It was stupid, but it was the only thing that garnered any kind of reaction out of her.
  50. >Not that it achieved anything, but you liked messing with her in any tiny way that you could find.
  51. >She pouts, fluttering those oversized eyes at you.
  52. >"Oh, Anon, you wound me. You wound me to my very heart. You really think I'm just some crazy old mare, do you?"
  53. "If I say yes, can I go?"
  54. >"Nope!"
  55. >Her pout is instantly replaced with a massive grin.
  56. >Yup, just like you expected.
  57. >You sigh, rubbing your eyes.
  58. "What are you even going to do here, Can-Can?"
  59. >"This!"
  60. >She reaches out with a foreleg, and gives a *real* firm smack on the flank of the guardsmare next to her.
  61. >She's wearing her metal hoofshoes, too. Good thing they have flank armor.
  62. >A loud *ding!* echoes through the corridor, the crystal mare's butt flashing with a bright light momentarily under her armor.
  63. >The guardsmare opens her mouth in surprise, her eyes going wide.
  64. >She manages to close it a moment later, though her eyes are still wide as dinner plates, her partner's expression mirroring hers.
  65. >You see a slight pink glow coming in from under the mare's helmet, likely a massive blush that she's doing her best to hide.
  66. "No way."
  67. >Cadance giggles.
  68. "What even... What the hell is the purpose of that? What kind of evolution creates a pony that makes loud noises when they get hit?"
  69. >"No evolution. The ponies of the Empire got all crystall-y from the Heart, silly. An unexpected side effect, from what we managed to find out."
  70. "Right..."
  71. >"Want to try? Go on, I know you want to..."
  72. >Goddamnit, she's right.
  73. >This is completely ridiculous. Also hilarious.
  74. >Of *course* you'd want to do something that stupid.
  75. >Unlike the madmare in front of you, though, you have self-control. And standards.
  76. "I'm not going to sexually assault anyone for some stupid shits and giggles, lovebutt."
  77. >Cadance snorts, bursting out laughing a moment later.
  78. >"Hahahahahah, oh my goodness, hahahah- a stallion assaulting a mare- ahahaha..."
  79. >You give her a look so flat it could level mountains.
  80. >As usual, she's unphased.
  81. >It takes her a few minutes to compose herself.
  82. >She takes a deep breath.
  83. >"Now, Anon, I'm well aware you come from a very different place..."
  84. "Yes I do, Candice, but at the same time, it's remarkably similar to Equestria in many ways. Don't give me that crap. Stallions can abuse mares just as much."
  85. >She actually gets dead serious for a moment.
  86. >"Yes, Anon, they can. I know that. Which makes my heart hurt every time I see a mare in a bad relationship letting herself get hurt just because society tells her to suck it up."
  87. >Then, the smile comes back.
  88. >"However, I'm also completely right when I say that if a stallion did some of the things mares do to stallions that are considered inappropriate, the mares would just consider themselves lucky."
  89. "Right..."
  90. >"Now then... SERGEANT!"
  91. >The mare that Cadance slapped flinches, snapping a salute.
  92. >"MA'AM, YES MA'AM!"
  93. >"Hold still while I help you out of your armor!"
  94. >"I- Uh- Wha- Yes, Ma'am!"
  95. >Wow. Okay. She's actually doing it.
  96. >Cadance telekinetically removes all of the pieces of the mare's armor, even pulling off her hoofshoes one by one, leaving the bare and critically embarrassed sergeant butt naked.
  97. >She's a deep purple, with a sapphire-blue mane.
  98. >You're a little shocked, to be honest.
  99. >You stand there, slack-jawed, while Cadance turns back to you, wiggling her eyebrows manically and gesturing towards the mare's firm, toned flank.
  100. "..."I'm still not going to just up and slap a random innocent mare, you nutcase."
  101. >You see the mare's eyes flick towards you, her ears folding a little.
  102. >She seems embarrassed, but grateful.
  103. >Cadance is on a roll, though.
  104. >"Oh yeah? Well then. I... Triple. Dog. Dare you."
  105. >You gasp.
  106. >Oh no she didn't.
  107. >OH NO SHE DIDN'T.
  108. >You glare at her with all the fury you can muster.
  109. "Oh no you didn't."
  110. >"Oh yes I diiiid~"
  111. >You grit your teeth.
  112. >No, Anon. Resist.
  113. >"Do it or no balls," She whispers at you, her eyes glowing maniacally.
  114. "...You are going to pay for this," You growl angrily.
  115. >Hesitantly, you raise your hand.
  116. >You look the naked sergeant in the eyes.
  117. "I'm genuinely sorry about this."
  118. >"It's- It's okay, sir. I can see that this isn't your fault. Do what you must."
  119. >You nod, bringing your hand down, sharply slapping her on the butt.
  120. >Ow. Damn, she really does feel like solid crystal.
  121. >The effect is immediate.
  122. >There's a flash of light all over her crystalline form, and a windchime/bell sort of sound that echoes through the palace corridors.
  123. "Wow."
  124. >Cadance squees in joy.
  125. >"Hee! Isn't that amazing?"
  126. "...Kind of, yeah."
  127. >"Want to do it again?"
  128. "Uh..."
  129. >"Or, better yet..."
  130. >She sidles up to you, rubbing her sides against your legs as she looks at you with lidded eyes.
  131. >"Imagine slapping her on the butt as you're mounting her..."
  132. >There's a sharp intake of breath from the guardsmare.
  133. >"Thrusting deep into her, each smack as you connect making a beautiful sound, creating a true symphony of lovemaking..."
  134. >You blink. You don't recall her being quite this... Forwardly lewd before.
  135. >Reaching out, you grab the princesse's muzzle, making her shut up for once.
  136. "What the hell, Canada? That's way too blunt, even for you."
  137. >She mumbles into your hand for a moment before pulling away, her expression frantic.
  138. >"I'm sorry, Anon, but I'm getting desperate! Seriously! They work so hard, and I've been trying to get them to relax for SO LONG, and it's just not working, no matter what I try! Please, Anon, I'm begging you!"
  139. >Huh.
  140. >The bubblegum princess begins pacing, ranting in frustration.
  141. >"I'm an empath! I can FEEL what others are feeling! And these gals-"
  142. >She gestures to the naked sergeant and her partner, who are both clearly doing their best to remain disciplined.
  143. >"They're like... Like a blast furnace every time I walk by! Contained by walls of stone and steel, perfect and durable, but underneath! Inside!"
  144. >She shudders, from her ears to the tip of her tail.
  145. >"They have needs! NEEEEEEDS! And sweet Celestia, they couldn't talk to a stallion if their lives depended on it!"
  146. >The sergeant is blushing again, looking down at the crystal floor, her ears folded.
  147. >Cadance continues, pointing her hoof at you.
  148. >"And you! You exotic, sexy slut!"
  149. "*Excuse* me?"
  150. >"Don't pretend! I know you slept with mares before! And they all absolutely loved it!"
  151. "Yes? I'm nowhere near what you'd call a "slut", though. I have needs, and mares keep hitting on me. Now and then, I actually take one home. I don't just... Whore myself out, thank you very much."
  152. >She grins widely.
  153. >"Well, since you have needs and they have needs..."
  154. >Damn it.
  155. >"And hey, since you spent the last week travelling with Shining and me, and I imagine you didn't have much time to "take care of business"..."
  156. >Double damn it. Here it comes.
  157. >"Sergeant! Summon your squad!"
  158. >The guardsmare blinks, before rapidly tapping three times on the floor.
  159. >Four more mares instantly gallop over from the other ends of the corridor.
  160. >Judging from their expressions, they heard every single thing.
  161. >The line up and salute the manically-smiling Cadance.
  162. >"Good news, my loyal guardsmares! I have a special assigment for you! Finally, some excitement instead of standing around all day, yes? Now, I hereby order you..."
  163. >She takes a deep breath, pausing theatrically.
  164. >The guardsmares gulp nervously, looking between you and the princess.
  165. >"Take this absolute stud of an alien into this bedroom and fuck his brains out! And don't stop until you drained him dry, do you understand me?"
  166. >They just stare at her, slack-jawed.
  167. >You're kind of speechless yourself.
  168. >Cadance is unimpressed, though.
  169. >"DID I STUTTER?! DO YOU WANT TO CLEAN SEWERS FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE? GET IN THERE AND HAVE THE RIDE OF YOUR LIFETIME!"
  170. >"NO, MA'AM! YES, MA'AM!" They all chorus in unison.
  171. >You glare at the grinning alicorn as the guardsmares gently bite your hands and various parts of your pants, dragging you inside.
  172. "You know I'll find some way to get back at you, right?"
  173. >"Worth it," She sighs, trotting away as you're pulled in the room.
  174. >It's a bedroom with a huge bed, in all likelihood prepared just for this occasion.
  175. >You're going to get your revenge, one way or another.
  176. >First things first, though.
  177. >The SIX finely sculpted, athletic, toned mares who have been given explicit orders to have their way with you.
  178. >...
  179. >Kind of hot, not going to lie.
  180. >They seem to think so too, all of them blushing furiously even under their helmets.
  181.  
  182.  
  183. "So..."
  184. >The mares look away, none of them daring to look you in the eye.
  185. >Though they do seem to be checking you out from the corners of their eyes.
  186. >A minute later, the naked mare - their sergeant - sighs, turning to look straight at you.
  187. >"I am very sorry about this, sir. The princess can get... Eccentric at times."
  188. "You're telling me. I probably spent more time with her than you, honestly."
  189. >"Well, I'm afraid she did give us rather explicit orders..."
  190. "Ha. "Explicit." Yeah, they're explicit alright."
  191. >She barks out a laugh, the other mares snorting and chortling.
  192. >"Yes, well, so, um..."
  193. >You sigh, squatting down and petting the nervous sergeant's mane in a calming fashion while looking her in the eyes.
  194. "Look, I can see that you're uncomfortable, and I'm pretty sure she has no right to do anything like that, so I'm sure we can- Mppph!"
  195. >You're not allowed to finish your sentence as the mare's expression changes subtly as she studies your face, before lunging forward and wrapping her forelegs around your head, trapping you in a fierce kiss.
  196. >The other mares are all staring now, while their superior officer makes out with you.
  197. >In your surprise, you grab on to her so you don't fall over, so you end up holding each other tenderly as she carefully slides her tongue into your mouth, exploring your teeth and gums with her muscular horsey tongue.
  198. >She's sloppy, but enthusiastic.
  199. >A minute later, she pulls off, a string of drool connecting you.
  200. >She's wide-eyed, red-faced and panting heavily.
  201. >"Sh-sharp..." She mutters.
  202. >"Sarge?" Another mare asks.
  203. >"His teeth... Not like a pony at all."
  204. "I'm a predator, little pony. Don't worry, though. I don't bite... Unless you ask nicely."
  205. >"Unf," Some mare mutters from behind you.
  206. >They seem a lot more enthusiastic now, getting closer to you.
  207. >You frown however, pushing a few away.
  208. "If we're doing this, then we're doing this naked. Get the hell out of your armor. I don't want to get stabbed by any pointy bits of metal, or hug a mare while she's clad in cold steel."
  209. >They blush, quickly removing all their equipment piece by piece.
  210. >The sergeant, meanwhile, looks at you apologetically.
  211. >"I'm sorry, sir, but... My family have been serving in the Guard for uncounted generations, and... Well, orders are orders."
  212. "That's bullshit, and I'm pretty sure you know that. Candybutt wouldn't do that to you."
  213. >"...Do you want to stop, sir?"
  214. >...
  215. >You look around the room.
  216. >Six now-naked, attractive guardsmares, all blushing awkwardly while they avoid your gaze again.
  217. >You reach out towards one, giving her a smack on the butt.
  218. >"Eep!"
  219. >There's a chime again. You snort. The mares gulp nervously.
  220. >You turn towards the sergeant again.
  221. "Well, this is way more fun than cranking one out in my room, so yeah, we're doing this. I'm probably going to slap your butt silly, though. You and every other mare in the room."
  222. >"That's- that's, fine, I suppose. Now, we... Hmmmm..."
  223. >She trails off, looking at you.
  224. >The other mares aren't too sure either.
  225. >"Buck, he really is exotic. And I barely know what to do with a normal stallion. What the hay do we do, sarge?"
  226. >"Well, get him out of his clothes, first. Then... We'll see."
  227. >You blush a bit as the mares all swarm you, each one grabbing different articles of clothing in their mouths and disrobing you piece by piece.
  228. >The underwear is the last to go, all six of them staring at your crotch as the sergeant pulls it off, tossing it aside with a twist of her neck.
  229. >The entire squad then rests their forelegs on your thighs or sit between your legs, their muzzles millimeters from your dick, their nostrils flaring silently as they observe your slowly pulsing shaft.
  230. >You feel more than a little awkward, though you do your best to keep your cool.
  231. >You've been with mares before, yes, but never more than one at the same time.
  232. >Slowly, they begin to whisper between, though you can hear everything just fine.
  233. >"It's different from the pictures..."
  234. >"Well duh, he's not a pony."
  235. >"I want to squeeze it."
  236. >"I want to taste it."
  237. >"What do we do, though? All I know is from some cheap porn."
  238. >You snort, shaking your head while you pet two of the other guardsmares.
  239. >Privates? Eh, who cares. Still, you should ask them their names later. For now...
  240. "I think I should take charge for now, ladies."
  241. >You slowly rise, the mares sliding off you.
  242. >Gently grabbing the sergeant by the ear, you lead her to the bed.
  243. >She doesn't resist, hopping on with her front half, leaving her rear legs dangling quite a distance from the floor.
  244. >Odd. Pony beds are not nearly that tall.
  245. >You notice that the bed is just the right height for you to hump the mare without having to bend your knees uncomfortably.
  246. >Did Cadance have an entire bed made specifically just for this?
  247. >Surely not.
  248. >...Yeah, that's totally something that she'd do.
  249. >Shaking your head, you grab the sergeant's flanks while the rest of her squad hop or clamber on the extra-tall bed, watching you with bated breath."
  250. >The mare instantly moves her short, military-cut tail away, exposing her glimmering marehood.
  251. >Not glistening. Glimmering. Crystal ponies really are shiny.
  252. >You wonder if they have some kind of products that make them shine extra well, like shiny coat products for regular ponies.
  253. >To your surprise, though, you feel firm, warm muscle under your hands, flexing as you knead her flanks.
  254. >Weird.
  255. >Blinking, you slap her on the cutiemark, feeling the solid touch of crystal again as she chimes, letting out a tiny whimper.
  256. >Double weird.
  257. >It's like some kind of those bizarre non-newtonian liquids you saw on YouTube.
  258. >Soft when handled slowly, but solid when you slap it with sudden force.
  259. >Okay then.
  260. >You're certainly hard as hell from all the groping and the sight before you, so you line up with her marehood, spreading her lips with your tip a little bit before stopping.
  261. >She gasps, but doesn't do anything else.
  262. "Say, Sergeant... I'd feel terrible for screwing you silly without even knowing your name. Even when I had my one-night-stands, both the mares and I were at least polite enough to chat a little before getting down to business."
  263. >"Oh, uh. I'm Amethyst Shield, sir."
  264. >You nod, slowly sliding inside her while you glance at her squadmates.
  265. >They all stare at your shaft disappearing into the panting sergeant, before snapping out of it and introducing themselves in typical military fashion.
  266. >"Sapphire Spear, sir!"
  267. >"Swift Charge, sir!"
  268. >"Deft Throw, sir!"
  269. >"Clear Eye, sir!"
  270. >"Blade Dancer, sir!"
  271. "Alright. My apologies if I forget your names. I'm, hrrrn... Focused on other things right now."
  272. >"Entirely understandable, sir. Don't let us distract you."
  273. >You groan as Amethyst grips your shaft impossibly firmly with her muscles, though it doesn't entirely stop you from pushing yourself deeper.
  274. >It seems that the crystalline effects extend into her insides, as well.
  275. >She is amazingly, ridiculously, absurdly smooth.
  276. >And soaking wet.
  277. >Which makes it like there's almost no friction at all.
  278. >Her grip is something else, though. You slowly pull out, your dick squeezed from all directions.
  279. "Amethyst, cut that out, you're really crushing me here."
  280. >"Oh no! Sorry, sorry, sorry! Did I hurt you?"
  281. >She immediately relaxes completely, making you twitch and slide balls deep inside her, causing another crystalline *ding* as your thighs connect with her butt.
  282. >She moans loudly, covering up her mouth immediately afterwards.
  283. >The other mares watch you both with burning curiosity and excitement, hanging off the same edge of the bed where you're screwing Amethyst.
  284. >One of them, Blade Dancer you think, chooses to splay out across Amethyst's back, her muzzle inches away from where the action is happening, her eyes wide and mouth slightly open.
  285. >You catch your breath before squeezing Amethyst's flanks gently.
  286. "You didn't really hurt me, but that was almost painful. Try to relax a little, okay?"
  287. >"O-okay. I'm sorry, I don't really know what I'm doing, and I heard that stallions like it when mares are tight, and-"
  288. "Guys do like it, yes, but not when it's too much. There's a balance, you know?"
  289. >"Yes, sir, I'll try to be better, sir."
  290. "Name's Anon, as I'm sure you heard... No need to sir me."
  291. >"Yes, S- Anon."
  292. >You sigh as she squeezes your shaft again, trying to figure out how her vaginal muscles work.
  293. >you give her a minute to practice, feeling her knead and squeeze your dick in various ways from the inside.
  294. >Pony pussy is something else.
  295. >Slowly pulling out, you begin to thrust properly.
  296. >Long, slow thrusts at first, to let her get used to all these new sensations.
  297. >She pants loudly as you keep bottoming inside her, giving her long-unused muscles a proper workout.
  298. >The other mares are doing their best not to squirm, obviously aroused by now.
  299. >You're not sure how you're going to do them all, but you're sure you'll be able to figure something out.
  300. >You slowly start putting more power into your thrusts, effortlessly sliding in and out of Amethyst's depths, smacking into her each time.
  301. >She keeps making chiming sounds each time you connect, providing a lovely, beautiful background melody of chimes to accompany the sounds of incredibly wet shlicks and meaty slapping.
  302. >You can't help yourself.
  303. >Raising your hand, you slap her flanks every now and then, changing up the melody.
  304. >She moans, though she tries to suppress it every time.
  305. >Moaning is unmarely, apparently.
  306. >Which is ridiculous, and just makes making mares moan all that more satisfying.
  307. >Suddenly, she starts whimpering, her muscles squeezing you harder.
  308. >Is she...?
  309. >She is.
  310. >Amethyst cums, howling in pleasure as her marehood contracts around your dick.
  311. >You slow down, gently pumping in and out of her as she rides it out.
  312. >She neighs and whimpers at the fact that you keep moving, toying with her extra-sensitive marehood.
  313. "You okay there, Amethyst?"
  314. >"I'm- I'm so sorry I couldn't last longer, si- Anon, I, I, It's my first- and I-"
  315. "Shhhhhh. Silly pony. Hush."
  316. >You hilt inside her, making her whimper again, and reach out for her ears.
  317. >Playing with her ears, you calm her down while she catches her breath.
  318. >The other mares are really red in the face at the whole display by this point, several of them panting.
  319. >Blade Dancer keeps her eyes locked firmly on where you and Amethyst are joined together.
  320. >Reaching out with her muzzle, she begins nuzzling your lower belly, flicking her tongue out now and then to catch any stray drops of sweat.
  321. >You sigh in pleasure. Pony muzzles are really soft.
  322. >Removing your hands from Amethyst's ears, you deposit them on Blade's instead, giving her scratches and making her look upwards, into your eyes.
  323. "Well, it looks like your sergeant fell in battle. Want to take over?"
  324. >She giggles, nodding enthusiastically.
  325. >"Yes, s- Anon."
  326. "Oh, to hell with it... Call me sir if it makes you more comfortable."
  327. >"We're just... Used to it, sir. Guard discipline, and all."
  328. "It's fine."
  329. >You pull out of Amethyst, all the mares watching your swinging dick like hawks.
  330. >Climbing on the bed, you lie down on your back, gesturing Blade Dancer to come closer.
  331. >She's clearly confused at what she's supposed to do, but doesn't resist when you grab her and guide her to the position you want.
  332. >Comprehension fills her face as you sit her down on your dick in a cowgirl position.
  333. >She puts her hooves on your chest, biting her lip and watching you with wide eyes as she slowly slides down your shaft, letting out a tiny moan as you hilt inside her.
  334. >Much like Amethyst, her marehood is impossibly smooth.
  335. >"D-dolphin style? Oh my..."
  336. >Apparently, the good 'ole cowgirl is somewhat of a weird/exotic position for ponies.
  337. >It's a bit awkward for them when there's two ponies, but with a man and a mare, it works much better.
  338. "Just relax and follow my lead, okay? You'll like it, I promise."
  339. >She nods, looking down at her belly.
  340. >"How... Are you in... Hoo... This deep? I can't see the tiniest bit of your stallionhood..."
  341. >She begins slowly grinding against you, biting her lip as she feels your balls rubbing against her backside, an expression of pleasure and wonder on her face.
  342. "Different anatomy. No sheath. Lets me do a little thing we humans call "hilting", or "going balls deep". It's very satisfying."
  343. >"H-hilting? Oh, oh my goodness, sir, I LOVE the sound of that term. Oh, please, hilt me with your magnificent weapon, ahhh-"
  344. >You thrust with your hips, making her moan. Reaching with your hands, you put them on her rear, showing her how to bounce up and down, which she takes to with great enthusiasm.
  345. >Once more, the room is filled with the sounds of lovemaking, interspersed with the sounds of bells and chimes as your bodies connect.
  346. >The other mares were apparently making plans while you were explaining things to Blade Dancer, and they spring into action.
  347. >"Forward exploration in unknown territory. Scour every inch. Find out how to make this exotic stud feel good," Amethyst Shield orders with a dopey smile on her face.
  348. >Sighing, the mare drapes herself against your right side, lazily rubbing a hoof on your chest while she sticks her muzzle right in your ear, gently nibbling on it with those dexterous pony lips.
  349. >A different mare does the same thing on your left side, both of your ears getting gentle nibbles and lusty sighs as Blade Dancer rides you.
  350. >The feel of soft ponies against your sides and gentle caresses with their hooves are quite pleasant as well.
  351. >That's far from everything, though.
  352. >Amethyst wasn't kidding about "every inch", apparently.
  353. >The other three mares begin exploring your lower half, caressing you everywhere. One mare begins nibbling on your toes curiously, while another licks your foot carefully.
  354. >Her tongue tickles. You try not to laugh, wiggling that foot a little.
  355. >She seems to take it as encouragement, nibbling and licking while the other mare keeps playing with your toes, rubbing your foot with her hooves.
  356. >It's actually a really nice foot massage.
  357. >They all share their findings with each other, discussing their discoveries quietly.
  358. >"He looks a bit like a minotaur at first, but he's nothing like it when you take a closer look..."
  359. >"Are these paws that sensitive? How does he walk, then?"
  360. >"He was wearing some thick boots..."
  361. >The final mare perches herself between your legs, carefully sticking her muzzle under your ballsack and giving it gentle licks.
  362. >"How you doing, Swift?"
  363. >"Um, carefully... I like it, but I'm not sure I'm doing it right," She mumbles with her soft muzzle in your taint, giving your balls another lick.
  364. >Meanwhile, the simultaneous stimulation from every part of your body is really, really getting to you.
  365. >The silky smooth feel of Blade Dancer's pussy is nothing short of amazing, either.
  366. >You feel that you're about to finish.
  367. >You grunt as the duo nibbling your ears start switching out to nuzzle your neck now and then, looking at Blade Dancer in approval.
  368. >She's clearly almost at her peak, but still riding you furiously, looking at you pleadingly while biting her lip.
  369. >You increase your pace, bucking against her and making her slam herself down with your hands.
  370. >She neighs, slipping forward and lying down across your chest as you both cum.
  371. >Bending forward, you reach her muzzle, kissing her as she moans into your mouth.
  372. >You feel Swift retreat from your balls as Blade cums all over them, sloppily returning the kiss.
  373. >You pulse and twitch, pumping your seed inside her.
  374. >Panting, you both end the kiss, slumping over and enjoying the sensations coming from your nethers.
  375. >She squeezes your shaft weakly, while you gently pump in and out of her in tiny thrusts, basking in the afterglow.
  376. >The spectators all watch with bated breaths, until one finally speaks up.
  377. >"Did... Did we do it?"
  378. >"I think we did. He came, right?"
  379. >"P-pretty dang sure he did, if the warm feeling inside me is what I think it is," Blade Dancer gasps out.
  380. >"Woo! High hoof, sister! We made a stallion cum!"
  381. >You watch, bemused, as the mares celebrate their achievement with cheers and hoofbumps.
  382. >"Buck yeah, "Impossible" my flank! We totally got a stallion to finish!"
  383. >"Ha! Take that, mom! I'm not dying a virgin!"
  384. >You chuckle as you watch the mare that said it. You think that was Swift Charge.
  385. "You know, only two mares here can really say that they're not virgins any more. Pretty sure you need my dick inside you for it to count."
  386. >Their eyes get wide.
  387. >"Crap!"
  388. >"He's right! Only Amethyst and Blade got railed!"
  389. >"Damn it!"
  390. "Hey, chill out. There's plenty more where that came from."
  391. >"Really?"
  392. "Uh huh. Give me a few minutes to recover."
  393. >You pat Blade Dancer.
  394. >Reluctantly, she relaxes her muscles and shifts a little, letting your dick slide out of her marehood.
  395. >Glancing between each other, the squad seems to debate something silently before they drape themselves over you one by one.
  396. >Blade Dancer climbs forward, lying across your chest and nuzzling your face lovingly.
  397. >The other two go back to rubbing and nibbling your feet, while Swift Charge caresses your thighs.
  398. >Amethyst Shield and her partner keep nuzzling your neck and ears, making tingles run down your spine.
  399. >"So, uh..."
  400. >Amethyst Shield begins uncertainly.
  401. "Yeah?"
  402. >"Um... Pillow talk?"
  403. >You snort.
  404. "Sure. I imagine you have questions. Shoot."
  405. >"Well, um... Who are you, really? I saw you with the princess quite often, but I don't really know anything about you besides the fact you're from really far away."
  406. "I'm an alien from another dimension. Yes, really. As for Cadance... She's stuck to me like a bad smell. Or a pink parfumey pony princess smell, I guess. Heh."
  407. >"She spends great amounts of time with you for... No reason?"
  408. >You shrug.
  409. "I can only guess."
  410. >"Go on."
  411. "Well, I'm obviously a curiosity for the alicorns, being an otherworlder, and all. Besides the obvious goal of finding out whether I'm dangerous, there's my knowledge and other stuff the princesses were quite interested in. Once I told them pretty much everything, which took QUITE some time, they mostly left me alone. However, Cadance stuck with me, for some reason. I think her whole "empath" thing might have been the reason."
  412. >"I have heard her Highness has a penchant for mending hearts. Did you lose someone? Were you separated from your love in your homeworld?"
  413. "No, I didn't have anyone. Romantically, that is. I did have friends and family, though, so yes, I lost them all."
  414. >"Oh. I'm sorry."
  415. "It's alright. I made my peace with it. It hurt, though. Candybutt kept bugging me to find mares all the time, which was annoying. I had fun with a bunch of mares, but... Eh."
  416. >"What happened?"
  417. >You shrug.
  418. "I just couldn't commit. The princesses couldn't figure out how I got here, or even why I got here. What if it happens again? What if I find someone, and then vanish into yet another universe someday? So, I've just been... Drifting. Living day to day."
  419. >Amethyst frowns. Hers, and the other mare's grips on you grow a little tighter.
  420. >"That's... Well, I don't know what to say. This is way above my head."
  421. "Mine too."
  422. >"Is that why she called you a slut? You bedded a bunch of mares, but never stayed around?"
  423. >You snort.
  424. "Pretty sure she did that because she's a butt and she likes annoying me."
  425. >She rolls her eyes at the childish insult, though she smiles a little. A couple mares snigger.
  426. >"Well, if you sleep with lots of mares..."
  427. "That's your fault."
  428. >"What?"
  429. >You chuckle.
  430. "If mares don't want me to sleep with them, they should stop being so sexy."
  431. >Amethyst blushes, looking away.
  432. "Also, every single mare wants their stallion to be a total slut, but only for them. Can't have it both ways, girls."
  433. >"I- I guess? I never had a stallion before, so..."
  434. "Right, and it got so bad it drove the already nutty princess to the point she had to drag me in front of you all and order you to gangbang me."
  435. >Amethyst and her squad all look away in embarrassment, their ears folded.
  436. >Heh.
  437. >You slowly run your hands down the bodies of the two mares hugging your sides, exploring their odd crystalline skin.
  438. >They go back to nibbling on your ears when you rest your hands on their flanks, groping them a little.
  439. >"Feeling frisky again?"
  440. "Maybe. What are you going to do about it?"
  441.  
  442.  
  443.  
  444. >"Well, I'm going to... Uh..."
  445. >Amethyst stops, frowning.
  446. >Yeah, these mares really are completely clueless.
  447. >You chuckle, lifting your hand back up to tickle her ears.
  448. >She wiggles them, scrunching mer muzzle adorably.
  449. "Take your time. I'm not going anywhere."
  450. >You could give them some pointers. But it's kind of fun to let them figure stuff out.
  451. >And they do certainly seem to enjoy exploring your body, which is pleasurable for you, as well.
  452. >You're not going to just lay there and laze around, though, oh no.
  453. >You snake your hands back to the mare's hindquarters, both the one on your left and your right.
  454. >Gently grabbing their tails, you massage their docks, which makes them gasp and squirm.
  455. >After a minute of that, you go further, reaching their marehoods.
  456. >They watch you with wide eyes while you slip your hands between their legs, biting their lips nervously.
  457. >Amethyst Shield spreads her legs to give you easier access, but the one on your left reflexively clamps down.
  458. >Glancing at her, you try to remember her name.
  459. >Deep blue color. You think that's Sapphire Spear.
  460. >Looking her in the eyes, you tickle her belly, making her squirm.
  461. >Using the momentary distraction, you slip your hand between her legs again.
  462. "Scared?"
  463. >"N-no."
  464. "Heh."
  465. >Smiling, you kiss her on the nose, which makes her blush and try to hide her face behind her hooves.
  466. >Also to relax and grant you access to her warm and wet pussy.
  467. "Good mare."
  468. >You begin rubbing them off, both mares gasping and letting out quiet whinnies now and then.
  469. >The three mares spread out on your lower half watch the whole thing intently, obviously aroused.
  470. >One by one, they lower their hooves to their own hindquarters, quiet schlicking sounds filling the room.
  471. >Blade Dancer, still spread out on your chest, keeps lovingly nuzzling your neck and face with a satisfied expression.
  472. >You do your best to focus past all the distractions (namely, all the mares piled on top of you) and concentrate on your hands.
  473. >Playing with two marepussies at once is fun, but you need all of your attention to do it right.
  474. >Spreading their lips, you expose their clits, giving them playful squeezes.
  475. >They wink reflexively, moaning lightly right into your ears.
  476. >You slip a couple fingers inside, doing your best to keep the pressure up on their clits with your thumbs.
  477. >"Ahhhh, wha, huh?"
  478. >Sapphire Spear moans, looking downward at her belly in confusion.
  479. "Something wrong?"
  480. >"Are you, ah, are you actually inside me right now?"
  481. "Sure."
  482. >You confirm it by sliding your fingers inside her as deep as you can, her super-smooth crystal pony marehood offering no resistance.
  483. >"AH!"
  484. "Yeah, I had reactions like that before. Hooves are good and all, but you can't really put them inside, can you?"
  485. >"Mmmm... N-no..."
  486. >She gasps, squeezing your fingers with her muscles and trying to pull you in deeper.
  487. >You kiss her on the nose again, to which she replies by kissing you back.
  488. >You make sure not to forget about Amethyst Shield while you're making out with Sapphire.
  489. >Both mares are doing their best not to squirm now, trying to give you easy access and let you explore them as deep as you can.
  490. >While you're hyper-focused on those two, one the three spectators apparently decides on a change of plans.
  491. >You feel hot breath, a soft pony muzzle and a strong pony tongue on your dick, licking up from the base to your tip.
  492. >You were quite hard again, what with the two mares you were fingering and the sexy noises they were making.
  493. >You go to full length almost immediately, feeling your length engulfed by a warm and wet mouth moments later.
  494. >"What's it like, Swift?"
  495. >The mare pulls off with a pop, panting lightly.
  496. >"Mmm, bit salty, and just... It's just so... Hard."
  497. >A pair of hooves fondle your dick, moving up and down, squeezing it every few seconds.
  498. >"Hard f-for me..."
  499. >There's some shifting on the bed, and you feel a warm belly rub against your dick a couple times before Swift Charge grabs it with a hoof, guiding it inside her.
  500. >She takes the same position Blade Dancer did, smoothly sliding down your shaft until she's fully sat down, squeezing you with her muscles and caressing your balls with her tail.
  501. >"Oh Celestia, Blade was right... Hilting is so h-hot..."
  502. >Sapphire stopped making out with you by that point, just hugging you and whinnying quietly in your ear.
  503. >Amethyst Shield is in a similar position, nuzzling your neck while her whole body is tense as a spring.
  504. >You're pretty sure that means that they're both very close.
  505. >You do your best to feel out their reactions, slowly continuing to finger them until they reach the highest peak they can.
  506. >Once they're on the very edge, you squeeze their clits firmly again, making them moan loudly in surprise.
  507. >You keep your fingers inside them as they finish, feeling their crazy strong muscles contract and cum around your appendages.
  508. >Once they're relaxed and panting, you pull out, though you keep your hands on their lower lips, rubbing them ever so slowly.
  509. >They whine in pleasure, both of them back to nibbling your ears as they enjoy their afterglow.
  510. >Swift Charge, meanwhile, has been practicing her muscle control on your dick.
  511. >Her eyes are lidded, her entire focus on her lower half.
  512. >You feel your shaft getting squeezed in various spots, some of them feeling good, others less so.
  513. >Sighing in pleasure, you reach out to her, grabbing on to her flanks with your mare-juice covered hands and giving her a squeeze.
  514. >"Ah! Oh, sir, please don't..."
  515. "Huh? I'm trying to help you."
  516. >"I- I know, but with how good you are, I know I won't last long if you start working on me, just like all the other mares. Could I just enjoy the feel of your thick stallionhood inside me a little longer? Please?"
  517. "Yeah, sure. Take your time."
  518. >She smiles, blushing fiercely.
  519. >"Thank you, sir..."
  520. >Closing her eyes again, she goes back to giving your dick a massage from the inside, grinding against you ever so slowly.
  521. >You take a moment to think of what to do.
  522. >You're covered in cute, horny mares. Not using your hands for something would be outright criminal right now.
  523. >Sapphire and Amethyst are enjoying their afterglows, while Blade Dancer seems sufficiently satisfied from the ride she got.
  524. >But there's two other mares on your lower regions, both of them completely untouched by you.
  525. >Yet.
  526. >Though they've been touching themselves something fierce.
  527. >You hear one trying to suppress a moan, a splash of liquid hitting your ankles.
  528. >Looks like she enjoyed the show.
  529. >You reach out a hand towards Blade Dancer's ears, but remembering where it's been just now, you decide to use your nose, instead.
  530. >Rubbing against her muzzle, you get her attention.
  531. >"Mmmmm... Yes, sir?"
  532. "Would you mind switching with one of the other mares? I'd like to play with one of them while Swift is having fun."
  533. >"Right away, sir!"
  534. >With a wide smile, she carefully climbs off your chest, nodding towards the mare that just finished.
  535. >The other one is still rubbing herself off furiously while watching Swift Charge.
  536. >With shaky legs, the other mare comes over, avoiding your gaze with her ears folded.
  537. >Which one was that, again?
  538. >Amethyst Shield, Sapphire Spear, Blade Dancer, Swift Charge...
  539. >It's either Clear Eye or Deft Throw.
  540. >You think it's Clear Eye.
  541. >Her lovely green eyes certainly match her name.
  542. >"Sorry for, uh, coming all over your leg, sir."
  543. >You snort.
  544. "It's fine, silly. Get over here."
  545. >She tries to lie down across your chest like Blade Dancer did, but you don't let her.
  546. >Instead, you guide her to sit down right next to your neck, her teats and marehood right in front of your face.
  547. >Giving her a smile, you bend forward slightly, suckling on a teat.
  548. >Her eyes go wide and she flinches, almost losing her balance.
  549. >Chuckling into her teat, you continue circling it with your tongue, looking her in the face the entire time.
  550. >She covers her mouth with both hooves, looking at you with disbelief while trying to contain her moans and whinnies.
  551. >After toying with the other teat a little bit, you make her bend forward a little, putting her belly right into your face.
  552. >With an evil grin, you rub your face against the adorable, unprotected, soft pony belly.
  553. >Which is not actually evil. What happens next is.
  554. >You start blowing raspberries, tickling her silly.
  555. >"H-h-hey! Mmmmmmffff- ss-stooooop..."
  556. >She whines, squirming ineffectually.
  557. >Your grip is too strong, though.
  558. >"N-nooooooooo...."
  559. >Chuckling, you give her a break after a minute.
  560. >She pants, glaring at you with a frown.
  561. "Awww, I'm sorry. Did I hurt you? Here, let me kiss it better."
  562. >"What? Hurt? No, you- ah!"
  563. >You start licking her belly next, running your tongue in circles.
  564. >She starts squirming again, though with far less energy this time.
  565. >After a few dozen circles, you stick your tongue inside her belly button, wiggling it around.
  566. >She whines quietly, but all of her resistance is gone by this point.
  567. >In fact, she does the opposite of resisting, arching her back slightly and presenting more of her belly to you.
  568. >Chuckling, you rub your face all over it, while you slowly rake your fingernails across her back, making her shudder all over.
  569. >Meanwhile, Swift Charge begins riding your dick properly, bouncing up and down on your shaft with her tongue hanging out, panting heavily.
  570. "Mmmmm..."
  571. >As always, the feel of thick mare lips sliding up and down your shaft and pressing into your nethers with every smack is heavenly.
  572. >And the crystalline chimes the mares produce when banging hard really are lovely.
  573. >You sigh and groan into Clear's belly, squeezing her harder against your face.
  574. >She's clearly aroused by this, as you feel her wink against your chest.
  575. >One thing at a time, though.
  576. >It's not the most comfortable position for sex, so you keep fondling and nuzzling her.
  577. >Remembering the whole thing that got you into this, you slap her flank, listening to the *ding!* with some amusement.
  578. >"Eep!"
  579. >As usual, the mare reacts with embarrassment.
  580. >Chuckling, you keep caressing and licking her, with the occasional musical slap.
  581. >You're really tempted to help Swift, but since she asked you not to, you let her ride herself silly on your dick to her heart's content.
  582. >"Mmmmm.... Ah! ah! Ah! Ah!"
  583. >She throws composure to the wind, moaning loudly as she impales herself on your rod over and over, getting fiercer with each bounce.
  584. >Between the gentle grinding and the wild ride afterwards, you're getting close, but not quite to your peak.
  585. >Swift's almost there though, biting her lip as she gives a few last lightning-fast bounces, slamming herself down and squeezing your shaft impossibly hard.
  586. >Unlike previously, though, she goes completely silent, her eyes rolling backwards as she shivers and twitches, her muscles expanding and contracting rhythmically around your shaft.
  587. >Reflexively, you do your best to keep thrusting into her, though it's a bit hard with so many mares weighing you down.
  588. "Hrrrng..."
  589. >You're really close now, but Swift is clearly spent.
  590. >The other mares notice this, quickly trying to figure out what to do.
  591. >Amethyst Shield takes charge, as befitting her rank.
  592. >"Mare down! Quick! Get Swift Charge off him! We need another mare on his dick, IMMEDIATELY!"
  593. >You do your best not to bust out laughing at the absurdity of the military jargon in this context.
  594. >Which is partially your fault, you suppose.
  595. >Two mares gently pull Swift off you from behind, nuzzling and patting her on the back.
  596. >You push Clear Eye backwards, towards your dick.
  597. >With how wet she is, she slides down your body effortlessly, her smooth, crystalline backside resting against your dick.
  598. >These ponies should be wearing "Danger! Slippery when wet!" signs.
  599. "Up you go."
  600. >She complies immediately, bracing herself with her hooves against your chest and rising up, before slamming herself down on your dick.
  601. >"Ah!"
  602. >She pants loudly, squeezing your dick with her pussy reflexively.
  603. "Sorry, cute stuff, but I'm close, and I really can't spare the time for you to adjust."
  604. >She shakes her head fiercely.
  605. >"It's okay! I'm close too, from all that foreplay. Rut me, use me, make yourself feel good! Hard as you want! I can take it!"
  606. >You nod wordlessly, helping her rise up and slam down, building up a rhythm.
  607. >Both of you stare deeply into each other's eyes, everything else forgotten for the moment.
  608. >You're still vaguely aware of all the other mares excitedly nibbling and caressing various parts of your body, watching you and Clear Eye with wonder and joy.
  609. >But it's all a bit distant for the moment.
  610. >*smack* *smack* *smack* *smack* *smack*
  611. >Both of you start breathing really heavily, getting worn out from the furious rhythm.
  612. >Her forelegs start folding, and you pull her down against your chest, thrusting into her prone form.
  613. >She whinnies, hugging you and doing her best to push back against you with each thrust.
  614. >It doesn't take long, and soon you're erupting inside her, her nether lips firmly squeezing your shaft while she pulls your head forward and mashes her regular lips against yours.
  615. >As with the other mares, she's inexperienced in her kissing, but she makes up for it in enthusiasm.
  616. >You let her explore every corner of your mouth, feeling her shudder a little every time she runs her tongue against your teeth.
  617. >The kiss doesn't last long, since you're both out of breath.
  618. >You both collapse, taking deep breaths.
  619. >There's a minute of silence before you feel someone stirring.
  620. >"Damn."
  621. >You close your eyes and relax, doing your best to get a little rest while the mares mutter amongst themselves.
  622. >"That looked wild."
  623. >"That FELT wild."
  624. >"Is that... Normal? I don't think stallions rut that hard."
  625. >"The hay do I know? All we know about stallions is from gossip and porn. And I don't think any of that is very accurate."
  626. >"And he's not a pony, gals. This might be a rather mild and gentle session for him, for all we know."
  627. >"No way."
  628. >"I don't think I want to know what wild rutting looks like for him, then."
  629. >"I do."
  630. >"Why? You'd pass out halfway. Don't pretend otherwise."
  631. >"Hay yeah I would. And I'd cum half a dozen times before I pass out. And he would keep going anyway, rutting me so silly I'd walk funny for a week when I woke up. And it would be bucking hot."
  632. >"...Damn it, stop giving me new fetishes."
  633. >You start laughing, getting their attention.
  634. >"Um, everything alright, sir? How are you feeling?"
  635. >That was Amethyst, you think.
  636. >Opening your eyes, you look at the sergeant.
  637. "M'fine. Bit tired. I don't think going at it with six mares at the same time is normal. What's the average herd size, again? Two-four mares?"
  638. >"I heard of some with five mares, but yes, I think. Are you, um, done? Should we... Leave?"
  639. "Eh, well. That's four out of six that got some dick. Bet I can go for six out of six. Just give me a bit of a break."
  640. >Amethyst blushes, looking away.
  641. >"Really, sir, it's okay. You don't have to force yourself. I think I can safely say that we carried out our orders."
  642. "Yeah? Apparently, the magnitude of your repressed sexual desires can likely be classified as a national threat, given the lengths Cadance went to to get you laid. Do you think it's safe to leave the room with some of you left unsatisfied? What do you think Cadance would do the next time she snaps? Order a city-wide orgy for everyone to work out their pent-up needs?"
  643. >Amethyst Shield opens and closes her mouth a few times, but no words come out. The rest of her squad look away with embarrassed blushes.
  644. >You laugh.
  645. "Hey, who knows. Maybe she'll give me a medal for saving the Crystal Empire, or something."
  646. >Amethyst snorts dismissively, though she's smiling.
  647. "Still going to get back at her for this, though. One way or another. Hmmmm..."
  648. >Thoughts of somehow getting back at Candyass slowly swirl in your head as you gently pet Clear Eye's back, the mare nuzzling against you.
  649. >The other five take up various positions on or around your body again, either relaxing or exploring.
  650. >A mare you're not able to see starts nibbling on your toes again, gently playing with them and slowly flexing them back and forth.
  651. >Another pair gently kneads your legs, examining your muscles, seemingly trying to figure out how to give you a massage.
  652. >Amethyst Shield sticks her muzzle back into your ear, her warm breath tickling you.
  653. >Sapphire Spear stays at your side, her muzzle resting against your neck.
  654. >All in all, it's very relaxing.
  655. >You didn't think that you'd like to herd even if you ever found a mare to settle down with, but the idea is slowly growing on you.
  656.  
  657.  
  658. >"Bucking awesome..."
  659. >Clear Eye mutters, lazily rubbing herself against your chest.
  660. >You keep running your fingers along her back, feeling tiny shivers dance along her skin.
  661. "Had fun?"
  662. >"Hay yeah. I thought it'd be like when I was rubbing myself off, but just a little better, you know? It's not like that at all, though. That was on a whole different level."
  663. >There's muttered agreements from the other guardsmares.
  664. "I'm glad you're enjoying yourself."
  665. >"Of course we are, you're bucking amazing at this. Not that I ever did this before, but I'm sure you're very good. Probably. I think. I guess? Uh, shutting up now."
  666. >You chuckle, rubbing the silly mare's ears, which she folds in embarrassment.
  667. >After that faux pas, the squad remains silent for a few minutes, likely in fear of spilling any more spaghetti on the bed.
  668. >Still, they clearly have more questions, and their curiosity wins out in the end.
  669. >"May I..."
  670. >Amethyst Shield talks right in your ear, before catching herself and pulling her muzzle back a bit.
  671. >"May I ask what is going to happen next, sir?"
  672. "Well... Two more mares still need to get a good ride, right? Let's see, who were those... Sapphire Spear and Deft Throw, I think. So, I'm going to screw them silly... Well, we're going to screw each other silly, more like. Unless they'd like to try a different position. I know that the mare being on top is pretty unusual for ponies."
  673. >Amethyst blushes, stammering.
  674. >"I'm- I'm aware that *that's* going to happen, sir. I meant more like, uh... What's going to happen... afterwards?"
  675. "Uh... Well, we're going to clean up, I guess? I hope there's a big enough bathroom nearby. I'm covered in... Juices of the mare variety."
  676. >"A-and... After that...?"
  677. >Ah.
  678. >You think you see what she's getting at.
  679. >You sigh, echoes of your old melancholy setting in.
  680. >Reaching out with a hand, you hug Amethyst, the guardsmare pressing herself against you.
  681. "I don't know, Amethyst. Maybe I'll go off on my way. Maybe I'll get roped into banging every single guardsmare in the palace. You're far from the first guard Cadance asked me to screw, you know. She's been harping on me to show you girls a good time for months. Maybe longer."
  682. >There's a round of shocked sputtering and surprised exclamations from the mares.
  683. >"What?!"
  684. >"Surely not. She had to be joking."
  685. >"EVERY guardsmare? That's scary."
  686. >"That's hot."
  687. >Several mares give flat looks to Swift Charge.
  688. >"What? It is. Just imagine the kind of absolute *stud* that he is for the Princess to suggest that. I don't think the Princess of Love would suggest anything that she would know he couldn't deal with."
  689. >The mare's expressions turn to disbelief, though they start glancing at you with deeply calculating looks.
  690. >You snort.
  691. "I'm pretty dang sure she didn't mean all of them at the same time, girls."
  692. >"Oh. Right."
  693. "Also, Cadence isn't all-knowing, including all that love business. Nor is she the Princess of Sexual Stamina, which is what she would have to be to know those kinds of things, not the Princess of love."
  694. >The mares glance between each other awkwardly.
  695. >Swift Charge bites her lip, thinking something.
  696. >"Well, um, I heard many times about how she helped ponies find their true loves, sir. I'm not sure you should dismiss her talent that easily."
  697. "Meh. "True love"? Sounds a lot like "fate" or "destiny". Bunch of garbage."
  698. >She looks at you wide-eyed, not sure how to answer.
  699. >You roll your eyes.
  700. "Do you believe in free will, Swift? That what you do matters? That you can choose your path through life, where you go, what you do, how you do it? I know some ponies think everything is pre-determined, which is partially reinforced by the fact that ponies have cutiemarks, which sort of locks them into a set path. What about you?"
  701. >"Uh... Well... Yes, sir. And there's often more than one way to apply your special talent. I could have been a runner, worked as a courier in some civilian job. I chose the Guard, though. And that was my choice, not some guiding hoof of fate... I think."
  702. "Right. And how does that worldview fit in to the idea of "True Love"? What if you *were* a courier? Would you have met any of the same ponies that you do as a guard? Not likely, I'd say."
  703. >She quiets down, furrowing her brow.
  704. >You give her a minute to mull on it before continuing.
  705. "Besides, there's a much simpler way to disprove the idea. Cadance tried setting me up with dozens of mares. Some of them, I had awesome sex with and parted ways. Others, I didn't even go out to meet. If there was only one mare... Well, more than one mare, what with herds and all, but - you get the idea. She can tell if ponies are compatible, sure. Doesn't mean that there's a certain pony - or ponies - that you're absolutely destined to get together with, though, or even stay together with. If that was the case, she wouldn't need to use those "heart mending" spells I saw her casting on arguing lovers sometimes."
  706. >The mares quiet down for a few minutes again, before Swift scratches her head.
  707. >"Do all pillow talks get this deep and philosophical?"
  708. >You blink, before snorting, and then laughing.
  709. >Your previous mood is washed away by the cute guardsmare's silliness.
  710. >Reaching out, you press her against yourself more firmly.
  711. "You know what, Swift? I have no idea. Well, probably not, honestly. I don't think there's a set of rules on what to talk about during pillow talks, though. I do like getting philosophical now and then, however. Also deep. I do like getting deep and philosopical. Also, deep inside mares and their lovely, snug, warm marehoods."
  712. >She squirms a bit, biting her lip.
  713. >There's a few chuckles and a quiet mutter of "lewd".
  714. >You pull her closer, going in for a kiss.
  715. >Closing her eyes, she shyly presses her lips against yours, letting you take charge this time.
  716. >You gently explore her mouth, caressing her tongue and gums.
  717. >She pulls back, panting.
  718. >"S-sir, I think I should switch with another mare. I already had my turn, after all."
  719. "Well... I suppose."
  720. >She nods, climbing off your chest and nuzzling Sapphire Spear on the ear.
  721. >The deep blue mare nods back jerkily, trading places with Swift Charge on your chest, while Swift takes her previous spot at your side.
  722. >She looks at you with wide eyes, her muscles tense.
  723. >You're not sure if she's that nervous or just massively aroused.
  724. >She spent the entire time you were on your back at your side, nuzzling you lovingly and cooing with approval and encouragement while the other mares were riding your dick and cumming their brains out.
  725. >Her eyes were always locked firmly on the action, though, watching your dick disappear into her squadmates over and over again.
  726. >Which likely meant that she was really turned on by now.
  727. "Everything alright, Sapphire?"
  728. >"Y-yes, sir."
  729. >You run your hands across her back, making her shiver and her pussy wink, feeling a drop of her arousal fall on your belly.
  730. >Turned on, then.
  731. "Want to go next?"
  732. >Her eyes dart back and forth, her expression unsure.
  733. >"Um, maybe? I'm not sure of the... Protocol for this situation."
  734. >You chuckle, rolling your eyes.
  735. >Protocol.
  736. >Guardsmares will be guardsmares, you suppose.
  737. "There's really no strict rules here, Sapphire. You can go next, or you can let Deft Throw get a turn. You look like you really need it, though."
  738. >"W-what makes you say that, sir?"
  739. "You're shivering all over, you're unconsciously rubbing yourself against me, and you only got one orgasm when I rubbed you out, while everyone else came several times, seeing as I'm pretty sure they all quietly shlicked themselves silly multiple times while I was focused on the mares on my dick."
  740. >She blinks, glancing around.
  741. >"Wait, hold on. You were rubbing yourselves off? You're supposed to focus on making the stallion feel good, you know. I don't know much about sex, but I know THAT much."
  742. >You grin.
  743. "Every mare that DIDN'T rub herself silly multiple times, raise your hoof."
  744. >Sapphire Spear is the only one, the others looking away with faux-innocent looks.
  745. "Heh. Hehehe."
  746. >She lets out a grumbling huff.
  747. "Aww, poor mare. So selfless. So kind."
  748. >As you're saying that, you lower your hands, kneading her flanks.
  749. >She shivers, winking and dripping more liquid on to you.
  750. "Sex is a two-way street, though. You shouldn't sacrifice your pleasure for others, you know. Also, there's more mares here than I know what to do with. Trust me, you wouldn't have done anything bad if you took a minute to take care of yourself."
  751. >"Okay..."
  752. "Come here. Let me repay your kindness."
  753. >You pull her closer to you, the same way Clear Eye was sitting.
  754. >Her rear resting on your collarbone, her crotch right in front of you.
  755. >As she watches you, you stick your tongue out, slowly, demonstratively running the very tip of your tongue on across her pussy lips.
  756. >Panting, she reflexively tries to close her thighs, stopping at the last moment.
  757. "It's okay. Go on. Just relax. Do what feels natural."
  758. >Whimpering a little, she presses herself against your face, your nose pressing against her teats while your mouth is squarely against her marehood.
  759. >She winks again, the fleshy lips pressing against you.
  760. >You take the chance to stick your tongue inside, licking the sides of her tunnel.
  761. >You feel a shiver and hear her moan, clearly enjoying it.
  762. >Amethyst Shield speaks up, directing the other mares.
  763. >"Well, Deft Throw, what are you waiting for, a written invitation? Just look at his stallionhood, all hard, erect and lonely. Are you really going to just leave it in the cold? Quit gawking and get in there!"
  764. >"No, ma'am! Yes, ma'am!"
  765. >You snort into Sapphire's crotch, which makes her giggle.
  766. >For rather obvious reasons, you're aroused again, which the mares quickly take advantage of.
  767. >Moments later, another crystal mare sits down on your dick, smoothly taking in your shaft all the way to the base.
  768. >"H-haaaaa... Oh buck, getting spread this wide feels so good..."
  769. >"It's amazing how hard and thick it is, isn't it?
  770. >"Y-yeah, and sooo deep..."
  771. >"Need any help moving?"
  772. >"I-I think I got it..."
  773. >You continue working on Sapphire Spear while Deft Throw figures out the logistics of the cowgirl position, beginning to bounce up and down.
  774. >You hold Sapphire firmly, making sure she stays locked in place, her own legs shivering too much to keep her balance.
  775. >"Ah! Ah! Oh, sir! You're- ah!"
  776. >Unlike other mares, she freely expresses her enjoyement of your ministrations, moaning loudly and freely, complimenting you when she's able to string a few words together.
  777. >Which isn't all that often.
  778. >You make sure to keep up the assault, licking her marehood fiercely, doing your best to cover as much surface and give as much attention as possible.
  779. >Whenever she winks, you trap her clit with your lips, suckling on it for a few moments while she screams in pleasure.
  780. >Given how aroused she was before you started, you're surprised she didn't cum already.
  781. >You guess that she must have exceptional self-discipline and control.
  782. >Which, hopefully, means that she's going to have an exceptionally strong orgasm once she finally loses control.
  783. >You try experimenting a little, moving one hand to her tail and giving her dock some gentle squeezes and tugs.
  784. >"Ahhhhh!"
  785. >She seems to like it.
  786. >Getting another idea, you (barely) manage to snake your hand over to her mane, grabbing on and pulling her head backwards a little bit.
  787. >"AH! Sir! Yes! Please, harder!"
  788. >Well alright then.
  789. >You grab her tail with one hand and her mane with another, hoping this won't make her fall over.
  790. >You keep licking around the top half of her pussy, waiting patiently in ambush for your target.
  791. >Once she winks and her clit peeks out, you jump into action.
  792. >Fiercely suckling on it, you squeeze and tug her tail while giving her mane a pull.
  793. >She screams, her muscular thighs locking up around your head and squeezing you with impressive strength.
  794. >Her orgasm washes over her, while her juices wash over all over your face.
  795. >There's a seriously impressive amount. You're absolutely drenched.
  796. >You do your best to keep pressing against her lips with your tongue, extending her pleasure.
  797. >She pants loudly for a long minute before whimpering, tapping the top of your head with a hoof.
  798. >You assume that she's a bit too sensitive now and wants you to stop.
  799. >Obliging her, you move to lick at her teats instead, which makes her whimper again, though she doesn't try to stop you this time.
  800. >You take your time circling each one with your tongue gently, before spending some time suckling on it.
  801. >Once she catches her breath a little, Sapphire lets out appreciative coos, slowly running her hooves through your hair.
  802. >Meanwhile, Deft Throw has been riding your dick the entire time.
  803. >You can't see a thing due to Sapphire still being in your face (And the fact that your eyes are still covered in her juices), but there's enough sounds of tinkling bells, wet slapping and aroused grunts to have a pretty good idea of what's happening.
  804. >Not to mention the feel of a mare bouncing on your shaft, of course.
  805. >You're actually a bit sore by now.
  806. >As amazingly frictionless as these mares are, you're still not a machine.
  807. >The feeling of being inside a hot, attractive mare and hearing her pleasured whinnies is well worth it, though.
  808. >Those whinnies get louder, likely signalling that she's getting close.
  809. >Half a dozen thrusts later, she confirms it herself.
  810. >"I'm- I'm- Ah, getting- Aaaah!"
  811. >Deft Throw slams down on your shaft, getting your crotch soaked for the fifth time that day as she cums.
  812. >Just like the previous times, you're not quite there yet, especially considering the fact that you came twice already.
  813. >The squad have worked out the process by now, crowding around Deft Throw and nuzzling her while whispering encouragements and congratulations in her ears.
  814. >They give her a minute to ride it out as she milks your cock, breathing heavily.
  815. >They then pull her off, two mares helping her wobble to the side of the bed while the other two steer Sapphire Spear onto your dick.
  816. >She barely has time to blink before Amethyst Shield firmly sits her down on your cock, patting her on the back.
  817. >"Ahhh!"
  818. >"Hop to it, soldier. We're at the finish line now, don't mess it up."
  819. >"Y-yes ma'am!"
  820. >Slowly, on shaky legs, she raises herself up before slamming down on your shaft.
  821. >"Hnnnnng...."
  822. >While she does her best, Sapphire is clearly still tired from her massive orgasm.
  823. >You reach out with your hands, helping her move up and down.
  824. >You're tired as well by this point, though.
  825. >After a dozen slow thrusts, you're breathing heavily, and so is Sapphire.
  826. >Shaking her head, she summons reinforcements.
  827. >"Sarge, I can't keep going. I need a hoof here!"
  828. >"You heard the mare! Swift, Clear, form up!"
  829. >The mares quickly move to either side of Sapphire, sitting down and firmly grabbing her by her flanks.
  830. >"No lesbo," Says Swift Charge, before dragging her upwards and slamming her down, the wet slaps and crystalline chimes echoing loudly through the room.
  831. >The two helpers practically use the tired mare as a fleshlight, lifting her up and down on your shaft in a furious rhythm.
  832. >Not that she seems to mind. Quite the opposite, in fact.
  833. >"Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Buck yes, harder, faster! Ahh! Make him cum, make him cuuum!"
  834. >She does her best to milk you with her muscles, though she's clearly having a hard time focusing.
  835. >Not that you mind.
  836. >Tired as you are, some simple, furious fucking is exactly what you need to bring you over the finish line.
  837. >Groaning, you feel her muscular plot impact your hips over and over.
  838. >You're going to be sore tomorrow.
  839. >Gritting your teeth, you power through the pain, doing your best to focus on the sensations on your dick.
  840. "Grrrh..."
  841. >Meanwhile, Sapphire Spear cums, her sensitive marehood falling against the onslaught.
  842. >"Ahhhhhhhhh!"
  843. >Swift Charge and Clear Eye pause for a moment, but after sharing a glance, continue on regardless.
  844. >Usually, you'd always try to last as long as possible, but this time, you do your best to do the opposite.
  845. >Your partner's clearly satisfied, and if you keep going, both of you are just going to end up really sore.
  846. >The mares are clearly unwilling to let this end without getting you to finish as well, though.
  847. >They nuzzle and lean against Sapphire supportingly, all the while still jacking you off with her body.
  848. >You're not sure how many times she came, as she's just a moaning, squirting mess by now.
  849. >Her forelegs are still planted firmly against you, though, and there's a determined look in her lidded eys.
  850. >It's ruined by the rest of her bedraggled appearance, but she does her best.
  851. >Finally, you feel yourself reaching your peak, reaching out with a hand to cup Sapphire's cheek.
  852. >Biting your lip, you caress her tiredly as the mares slam her down one final time, finally letting her catch her breath.
  853. >She goes limp, feeling you twitch and pump whatever's left of your seed deep inside her.
  854. >A huge, victorious smile splits her face.
  855. >Though she's too tired to talk, she manages a weak nuzzle on your chest as the helpers slowly set her down.
  856. >The other mares remain silent as well, lying down against you while you catch your breath.
  857. >Ow.
  858. >Now that you're finally done, the pain makes itself known.
  859. >Yeesh, your dick hurts.
  860. >You glance at Sapphire Spear, her brain melted from the sheer amount of pleasure, her tongue hanging out of her mouth.
  861. >...Worth it.
  862. >Still, ow.
  863. >Yeah, you'll get Cadance back for this.
  864. "Well... I can cross off "participate in an orgy" of my bucket list, I suppose," You mutter.
  865. >Amethyst Shield taps her chin.
  866. >"Is it really an orgy with just one stallion?"
  867. >"I don't think so? A bunch of mares with a stallion is pretty normal, I think. Except, usually it's a threesome or foursome, not a... Six-some. Hm, sevensome."
  868. >You roll your eyes.
  869. "Alright then, I can cross "getting furiously gangbanged by a bunch of mares" off my bucket list."
  870. >There's a few nervous chuckles.
  871. >"We didn't hurt you by the end there, did we?"
  872. >You wave a hand.
  873. "I'll be fine. No sex for a week though, probably. Well. For a couple days, at least.
  874. >"Okay then..."
  875. >They still sound unsure, searching your face for any signs of pain.
  876. >You roll your eyes, reaching out to the nearest mares and going straight for the ears.
  877. >"Noo, cut that out, you tickle monster!"
  878. "Heh."
  879. >They fight back, lying down on your arms and weighing them down against the bed with triumphant expressions.
  880. >Rookie mistake.
  881. >That just gives you access to their bellies.
  882. >Their eyes go wide once they realize the depth of their error.
  883. >"Nooooo..."
  884. "Heh heh heh."
  885. >You make them squirm a little before showing mercy.
  886. >They nuzzle you gratefully, sighing in relief.
  887. >You pull one hand out to wipe the drying mare juices off your face.
  888. >Damn you're sticky.
  889. >Sapphire Spear, now slightly recovered, watches you guiltily.
  890. >"So sorry, sir. I know how rude it is for a mare to just cum all over a stallion's face like that without even giving a warning."
  891. "Pff. It's fine. I told you to relax and go with it, didn't i?"
  892. >She nods, though the guilt in her expression doesn't disappear entirely.
  893. >Lying back, you catch your breath and stretch a few times, exercising your stiff muscles.
  894. >You didn't move much, but you're still tired as hell.
  895. >Bedding six muscular guards will do that, you suppose.
  896. "Alright, whoever's the least stickiest here, find out if there's a bathroom connecting to this room, please."
  897. >There's a moment of silence as the mares critically examine each other.
  898. >Amethyst Shield shakes her head.
  899. >"I don't think any one of us would exactly pass muster right now, sir."
  900. >There's a few snorts at that.
  901. >"Still, I don't think we'll have to go far. Swift, check the door opposite, I'll see what's in this one.
  902. >You glance around the room, something you didn't really have a chance to do since this whole thing started.
  903. >There are indeed two more doors leading to other rooms.
  904. >Swift Charge shakes her head.
  905. >"Sitting room, I think."
  906. >Amethyst Shield has more luck, though.
  907. >"Bathroom's here. Quite fancy, too. Guess we'll bathe like royals. Come on, gals, help him up."
  908. >Four mares crowd around the bed as you and Sapphire Spear clamber off.
  909. >Deft Throw needs some help as well, walking with a slight wobble.
  910. >The two tired mares get a mare each to lean against, while you get two mares leaning against you.
  911. >It doesn't quite work, seeing as you're taller than them, but it's nice to feel their warmth against the sides of your legs.
  912. >Dodging a couple slippery puddles on the floor, you make it into the bathroom.
  913. >It is indeed a royal bathroom, the bath looking more like a small swimming pool.
  914. >Looks like it will fit the entire squad plus you without any problems.
  915. >Swift Charge peels off your legs to go turn the water on, while Amethyst helps you into the bath itself.
  916. >Not that you need the help, but you appreciate the gesture.
  917. >Sitting down on the cold bottom, you sigh in relief as the hot water soon starts filling the bath up.
  918. >The rest of the squad climbs into the bath one by one, splaying out at the bottom in various tired poses, waiting for the water to rise.
  919. >Smiling, you wash your hands first and foremost, reaching towards Amethyst Shield's belly immediately after.
  920. >She tenses up at first, but relaxes when you start giving her a bellyrub instead of the tickling she was expecting.
  921. >Glancing around the room, you examine the various soaps and shampoos stacked on the tiny shelves.
  922. >Time to clean up.
  923.  
  924. >Once the water gets a bit higher, the mares get into sitting positions, dipping their rears into the water with pleased groans.
  925. >Amethyst slips away from your bellyrubs, but the bathtub is not *that* large.
  926. >It's large enough to accomodate you all, but small enough for you to have a mare within reach all the time.
  927. >Grabbing Swift Charge, you pull her closer and start playing with her ears, making her scrunch her muzzle.
  928. >The others snigger quietly at her predicament.
  929. >Slowly, you go lower, caressing her neck and making her gasp.
  930. >"Oh, s-sir, are you really...?"
  931. "Hm?"
  932. >"Are you... Getting frisky again?"
  933. "Heh. No. Just some after-sex cuddles."
  934. >"Oh. Alright then."
  935. >She leans her back against you, while you slowly run your hands all over her, feeling out the curves of her toned body.
  936. >The others are now sporting slightly jealous looks while you gently caress and massage her, Swift's expression one of bliss (and slight arousal).
  937. >Feeling the water reaching up to your belly button, you let go of her for a moment, reaching for some soap.
  938. >Lathering up your hands, you begin washing her back, making her groan in pleasure.
  939. >The rest of the squad clearly want in on that action, so they start grabbing soaps and sponges as well.
  940. >Moments later, you're surrounded by mares enthusiastically lathering you up and scrubbing you down.
  941. >You're pretty sure some of them are just taking the chance to feel you up.
  942. >Not the smartest thing to do when their sensitive ears are within grabbing distance.
  943. >You tickle a few of the overenthusiastic ones, making them squirm away with cute pouts on their muzzles.
  944. >Still, you only have one pair of hands, and you are greatly outnumbered.
  945. >You get lathered, scrubbed, touched, rubbed and nuzzled all over.
  946. >At least they stay away from your groin, though they do peek at it a lot.
  947. >A whole lot.
  948. >They're probably still horny, given just how bad they were.
  949. >According to Cadance, at least.
  950. >You're definitely spent for a while, though, and they have enough self-control not to jump you.
  951. >Idly, you scan the shelves.
  952. >Once the mares are done (it doesn't take long, with six of them), you grab a bottle of shampoo.
  953. >While you're one against six, you can still hold a single mare down without much effort.
  954. >Having fingers is a pretty hefty grappling advantage over someone with hooves, to say the least.
  955. >They try to get away once you start grabbing on to them, but it doesn't work very well.
  956. >You chuckle.
  957. "Cut it out, you bunch of little fillies. Are you really scared of bath time?"
  958. >"What? No we're not!"
  959. "Stop trying - and failing - to fight back, then, and get your cute butts over here."
  960. >They grumble a bit, but comply, crowding around you.
  961. "We're in the fanciest bath I've ever seen, so I think we should really take advantage of that while we can, hmm?"
  962. >"Good point."
  963. >"I guess so..."
  964. >Their resistance fades away as they feel your fingers massaging the shampoo their scalps.
  965. >Swift pours some shampoo on her mane herself, but gets stopped by a blissed-out Sapphire.
  966. >She's confused at first, but she quickly understands why when the mares switch places.
  967. >The ones you already took care of take to splashing around a bit before rinsing off.
  968. >Once you're done shampooing them, you lean back against the side of the bath, just soaking in the warmth.
  969. >The water's getting dangerously high, so Amethyst Shield paddles away to shut it off.
  970. >Glancing at you with a thoughtful expression, she swims over, biting her lip nervously.
  971. >You raise your eyebrows questioningly.
  972. "What's up, Amethyst?"
  973. >"Could we... Talk some more?"
  974. "Sure?"
  975. >She gets closer, sitting down in your lap and firmly pressing her whole body against yours.
  976. >Awkwardly, she traces her hoof across your chest while avoiding your eyes.
  977. >"So, all that stuff you talked about earlier..."
  978. "Yeeeees?"
  979. >"You really slept with a lot of mares, haven't you? We had no clue what to even do with you, but you..."
  980. >You chuckle.
  981. "Define "a lot". And before you ask me for a number, no, I haven't been counting. I'm not the kind of guy to have a tally of my "conquests"."
  982. >"And those other things you said, about..."
  983. >You remain quiet, too worn out to even try and figure out where she's going with this.
  984. >"About being adrift. Living one day at a time."
  985. >You shrug.
  986. "Sure. That hasn't changed for a while now."
  987. >"And the whole love thing... That there's no destiny or fate? What's your take on love, then?"
  988. >You stretch your sore legs, thinking about it.
  989. "I don't really have some sort of massive, insightful description of it. But, for me? Love is living together. Not the romance novel nonsense of "I'm going insane because I love you so hard" or "I can't bear to be separated from you for more than a moment" love. Those sound a lot more either like massive obsessions, or just passion/lust that goes completely cold when it burns out. Sure, sex and all that is really great. I do love making cute mares moan in pleasure as I plow them silly."
  990. >You give Amethyst's flank a squeeze as you say that, making her blush.
  991. "But afterwards? Honestly, the nicest part is just... Having someone to wake up to. Going to sleep, knowing that someone will be there for you. And then, waking up next to a cute, dishevelled mare and gently petting her as she stretches sleepily before waking up and nuzzling at your neck."
  992. >Amethyst's expression is wide-eyed now, as is most of the other mare's.
  993. >Clearing her throat, she presses herself even closer against you.
  994. >You feel her teats rub against your belly, and her marehood against your groin.
  995. >You're pretty sure this isn't a sexual advance, though.
  996. >"W-well, if you're only living one day at a time, would you... Would like to... Live one day at a time - together?"
  997. >Aha.
  998. "Well then."
  999. >You sigh, looking at the ceiling.
  1000. >Would you?
  1001. >Mares are cute.
  1002. >Sex is enjoyable.
  1003. >Companionship is nice.
  1004. >The feeling of apathy persists, though.
  1005. >Like nothing you do matters.
  1006. >You're a speck of dust, being tossed about between different universes.
  1007. >...
  1008. >Suppose it wouldn't matter if you did got together with them either, then.
  1009. "Together with... You? Or... You?"
  1010. >You ask, first looking at Amethyst, and then the rest of the squad.
  1011. >The mares glance between each other.
  1012. >Amethyst bites her lip.
  1013. >"There are... Rules in the military. About fraternization between... Everyone, really."
  1014. "Oh, right... Workplace romances. There's some stigma about them even in civilian jobs. Then there's the whole "subordinates" thing, right? Sergeant."
  1015. >"Yes, sir. Though there's ways around them, if we had a mind to."
  1016. "Really? Like what?"
  1017. >"Well... If we all take different postings, with none of us being in each other's chains of command any more, for example."
  1018. "Hmmm. Six mares, huh."
  1019. >They all look at you with wide eyes, doing their best to keep control of their expressions.
  1020. "Six romantically hopeless, cute, incredibly horny, needy, energetic, muscular, toned guardsmares. All for me to deal with."
  1021. >"I- I realize that it's a bit of large number for a herd, so... If you'd like to... Cut the numbers down, or p-perhaps court another stallion..."
  1022. >Stalion?
  1023. >Gay.
  1024. "Six mares that dragged me off to have their way with me and were preparing to screw me silly without even knowing my name."
  1025. >The blushes are back again.
  1026. >"That- that was Princess Cadance's ordering us!"
  1027. >You snort.
  1028. "Yeah, okay."
  1029. >"Huh?"
  1030. "You heard me. We can try this. Fair warning, though. First, I'm not a pony. Second, I'm not always... In the best frame of mind. As weird as I find herding, I'm willing to give it a shot."
  1031. >They blink for a moment, disbelief written on their faces.
  1032. >"Really?!"
  1033. >"No way!"
  1034. >"Buck yes! We got a stallion!"
  1035. >"An exotic alien stallion! Woo!"
  1036. >"Buck, I'm going to be so sore from riding his thick cock. Can't wait."
  1037. >"Wait, everyone stop! Sir, what did you mean by finding herding weird?"
  1038. >You sigh, rolling your eyes.
  1039. >Time to explain the whole "reversed gender roles" for the nth time.
  1040.  
  1041. >Once you're done with the explaining, bathing, drying, and getting clothed, you stand in the room Cadance ordered the guardsmares to bangg you in.
  1042. >It was around midday when the whole thing started, so there's still time in the day.
  1043. "So what are you going to do now? Just go back to your posts like nothing happened?"
  1044. >The squad looks at Amethyst Shield, expecting orders.
  1045. >She looks a bit lost.
  1046. >You imagine that she doesn't exactly know the proper protocols for this situation.
  1047. >Likely because they don't exist.
  1048. >"I... I think so? There's not much left of our shift, so we should get relieved coming soon."
  1049. >The mares nod and armor up.
  1050. >Amethysts nods at you and looks like she's about to leave, but changes her mind at the last moment.
  1051. >Trotting over to you, she rises up on her hind legs, pulling you down and kissing you fiercely.
  1052. >"Whatever happens, even if this doesn't work out, just... I want you to know that this was the most amazing day of my life. You made me feel better than I thought possible, you sexy alien stud. Thank you."
  1053. >The other mares follow suit, and a moment later, you're buried in a pile of guardsmares, all six of them shoving their muzzles in your face, kissing, rubbing and showering you with compliments about your sexual prowess.
  1054. >Then they pull off, and before you can say a word, they're out the door, hiding their blushes beneath their helmets.
  1055. >Well then.
  1056. >That was nice, but there's one more thing on the agenda for you today.
  1057. >You make your way to the kitchens.
  1058. >Since the palace staff see you hanging out with the royal family all the time, it's not hard to rope in some help.
  1059. >You know a thing or two about cooking, but you're no chef.
  1060. >And you want this to go well.
  1061. >"A pizza? Hah! Sure. We could make those in our sleep by now, with how many the Princess orders."
  1062. "Great. I was actually going to share one with a whole squad of guardsmares, so maybe two... Or, you know, three."
  1063. >"Well now, a colt that doesn't mind his mares eating pizza? Lucky gals. Alright then, let's get to it."
  1064.  
  1065. >Now then.
  1066. >Candyass might be crazy, but she's not unpredictable.
  1067. >She's the "crazy in specific aspects" kind of insane.
  1068. >And she does have duties, and a schedule.
  1069. >And you've spent enough time with her to get to know what she's like quite well.
  1070. >There's something that she likes, possibly even more than shoving people together and telling them to make out.
  1071. >And one of those somethings is now on a plate in one dining room that she likes to frequent.
  1072. >You placed it just right - it can be seen easily from the door, but from that angle, you're not visible.
  1073. >And you're waiting in ambush.
  1074. >It doesn't take long. You're pretty sure she could smell a pizza a mile away.
  1075. >Maybe two miles. Or three.
  1076. >"Hmm, what's this? Something smells good. I haven't told the chefs to make dinner yet, though. Odd..."
  1077. >You see a tiny sliver of her mane peek through the door from your hiding spot.
  1078. >"Oh my, a fresh peetzer! Still steaming and warm! Hello? Anypony in there? Did you forget your dinner?"
  1079. >You remain silent.
  1080. >"Well, I'm sure whoever left it here wouldn't mind if I... Took just a little slice... Really shouldn't leave a good pizza to get cold, honestly..."
  1081. >As she enters the room, you step forward.
  1082. "Hello, Candybutt."
  1083. >"Oh! Anon! How'd it go? Did you show those poor mares a good time? You're certainly looking good for a stallion that just bedded six strong mares all at once. Bet you left them all thoroughly exhausted, haven't you? You really are a stud, aren't you, you sexy alien monkey!"
  1084. >You chuckle.
  1085. "You could say that, Cadance. I appreciate the compliment, by the way. Still, though... Ordering a squad of guardsmares to gangbang me out of the blue? I don't think that was very nice, was it?"
  1086. >Her ears fold and she chuckles awkwardly.
  1087. >"Oh, well, I'm sure you didn't really mind, right? With, you know, how good in bed you are. And how willing you are to show mares a good time. And, you know you gotta help your friends, right? Those mares were driving me up a wall with how pent up they were! Honestly! You know I wouldn't do anything to hurt you, Anon, right?"
  1088. >You rub your chin in an exaggerated fashion while she's sweating nervously.
  1089. "Welll...."
  1090. >"Y-yes?"
  1091. "I did enjoy it, I suppose..."
  1092. >She's immediately relieved.
  1093. >"Oh, well, great-"
  1094. "My dick hurts, though."
  1095. >"Oh, uh..."
  1096. "Still, what's a little dubiously-consensual gangbang between friends, right?"
  1097. >"W-well, I mean..."
  1098. >She's nervous again.
  1099.  
  1100. >You pretend to think, shrugging.
  1101. "Well, water under the bridge. Let's share a pizza and forget all about this, yes?"
  1102. >Thing with Cadance is, she is an empath.
  1103. >She can feel when someone is up to something.
  1104. >It's not perfect, though.
  1105. >If you can keep your cool, or if she's distracted...
  1106. >By, say, a fresh pizza...
  1107. >"That sounds wonderful, Anon! For a minute there, I was really worried that you'd do something drastic to get back at me, like..."
  1108. "Like what, Can-Can? Like... this?"
  1109. >As you say that, you pull out a whole pineapple that you've been hiding behind your back the entire time.
  1110. >Cadance freezes up completely, and her eyes turn to pinpricks.
  1111. >She'd likely be able to stop you with magic effortlessly - if she wasn't freaking out internally.
  1112. >There's a barely-audible sound.
  1113. >"No..."
  1114. "Hmmm? What was that, dear friend of mine?"
  1115. >You taunt her, holding the pineapple millimeters over the pizza.
  1116. >She swallows nervously, shivering all over.
  1117. >"Now now, Anon, let's not do anything that we'd regret here, alright? Let's just talk this out, as good friends do, right?"
  1118. "Hmmmm... Well, tempted as I am, I do try to always keep my promises, and I did say that I'm going to get back at you, sooooo..."
  1119. >Before she can stop you, you SLAM the whole raw pineapple on the pizza.
  1120. >Cadance collapses, tears falling from her eyes.
  1121. >"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! Anon, how could you! That fresh, beautiful pizza! Still warm from the oven... No..."
  1122. >You hear the sound of hooves approaching.
  1123. >Judging by the heavy sound, it's Shining Armor.
  1124. >You're proven correct when he enters moments later, his expression puzzled.
  1125. >"Dear? Did something happen?"
  1126. >With his Guard experience, it takes him just a moment to sweep the room and tactically assess the situation.
  1127. >He frowns in confusion.
  1128. >"Anon, why... Why are you messing with Cadance? You know she detests pineapple on pizza."
  1129. "Oh, nothing much, Shining. Just some orders she gave some guards recently."
  1130. >He blinks.
  1131. >"Dear? What is he talking about?"
  1132. >Cadance's eyes dart about nervously.
  1133. >"Oh, well, you see, you know, those, that, well, the guards, I kind of..."
  1134. >"You kind of... What, honey?"
  1135. >"Well, remember those mares that I told you about, the ones that really, REALLY needed to get a date?"
  1136. >"Yes? The ones that were driving you crazy and made you extra needy for weeks just because you were feeling what they felt like?"
  1137. >"Yes, them. Well, I might have gotten Anon to take care of that little problem..."
  1138. >Shining blinks, then smiles widely.
  1139. >"Anon, buddy, that's great! Cadance's been going a bit crazy with those mares around. And she tried for so long to help them out, too! But wait, what were those orders you mentioned?"
  1140. "Oh, nothing much. She just orderd them to drag me into a room and gangbang me."
  1141. >You smirk internally as Shining's face slowly turns from a smile into a frown.
  1142. >He turns to Cadance, giving her the "you're going to be sleeping on the couch" look.
  1143. >"Mind explaining this, Caddy? Is he telling the truth, or is this just another one of Anon's pranks?"
  1144. >"Oh, well, I kind of, maybe, might have... I didn't use the word "gangbang", though...?"
  1145. >She ventures, trying to save some face.
  1146. >It doesn't really work.
  1147. >Shining Armor opens and closes his mouth a few times, at a loss for words.
  1148. >Shaking his head, he gives you an apologetic look and grabs Cadance by the ear.
  1149. >"I'm really sorry, Anon, it seems that I need to talk to my wife about the kinds of orders that are appropriate to give to the guards... Or inappropriate, in this case."
  1150. >You chuckle as Cadance is dragged out of the room, whining sadly all the way.
  1151. >She shoots one last longing look towards the pizza, and she's gone.
  1152. >You remove the pineapple and pick up the pizza.
  1153. >It's still fine. Just a little squashed.
  1154. >Leaving the room, you go to find the guard's quarters.
  1155. >Time to get better acquainted with your new herd.

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