anon in a secret porn interview (revisions included)


                                            >"What's your name?"

                                            >"Anon. How old are you, Anon?"

                                            >"Heh, good answer. No, don't mind the camera. We always film interviews of prospective employees for... archival purposes. To make sure we're asking the right questions. Research, get it? Good."

                                            >"Not used to being filmed? Don't worry, you'll be fine. All employees start that way. I bet you'll walk out of here feeling like a born movie star. But I'm getting ahead of myself, aren't I? Let's start the interview."

                                            >"So, college student, right? Manehattan City College... nice place, many of our employees come from there. What are you studying, Anon? Oh my, that sounds... useful. And Interesting. It's the passion that counts, right? Yes. I think you'll fit in very well around here."

                                            >"Now, how much experience do you have in this line of work? No, I'm aware. I have your papers here. Not much, huh? That's ok, we like our employees a little... green. Keeps things interesting."

                                            >"Can I just say, you have really pretty eyes Anon. I mean it, you're handsome. Don't get all nervous now, just a compliment right? Just trying to loosen you up a bit, no need to be shy."

                                            >"Now Anon, you may be wondering why we would consider a hum- er, a person of your qualifications for this position. Let me take this moment to talk about our company's philosophy. You see, our company commits itself to the cause of racial equality. We believe racial diversity is a good thing, despite... well, we believe humans can learn a lot from ponies by working along side them. And vice-versa, of course. Here is the crux of the issue. Horn & Wing Enterprises has a rather... low human-to-pony ratio.

                                            >"Especially this branch. So, we need some young humans to mix things up a bit, get it? Rock the boat. Look at that smile. I like you already."

                                            >"I'm smiling because I'm happy. Even happier than you, maybe. I just love conducting these interviews, that's what I'm here for."

                                            >"As I'm sure you know, our company has a lot to offer for persons of your... stature. Our employees are extremely mobile. Upwardly. And the benefits, I'm sure you know all about those. So, what does our company ask in return? Not much. Commitment. Loyalty. We want you to build your career here, grow up here. We want you to treat your coworkers like family, like mothers, like sisters, even... well, like your closest friends. Sounds too good to be true? Oh, you flatter us..."

                                            >"Let me sit over here now."

                                            >"So, we like to begin that process with the interview. I want to get to know you, Anon, what kind of person you are, what makes you tick, what makes your uh, heart beat."

                                            >"Do you have any siblings? Ok. Parents together, or no parents, or "alternative" parents? Check. More personal history. Criminal history? Of course not, not with a face like that. Relax. Hobbies? Not into sports I assume? Ok, I see. Very interesting. Very interesting. We like our employees to be passionate about something. Aside from their work."

                                            >"What? Oh, Anon. I know I'm sitting a little close. My hooves take up a little space, call it a handicap. But how are you ever going to get used to working here if you can't work hand-to-hoof with your colleagues? Our offices aren't cramped but... our approach is very hooves-on, we encourage physical contact, makes you feel like a team."

                                            >"I know, I know. I haven't even told you what kind of work you'll be doing. We save that for the end of the interview."

                                            >"In the spirit of companionship, let's talk about your personal relationships. You were just smiling before, what happened to that sunny expression? No need to worry."

                                            >"Are you currently seeing anyone? Answer the question, Anon. And be truthful. We don't value dishonesty here at H&W."

                                            >"Speak up."

                                            >"Ha. Really. Ever been in one?"

                                            >"Oh my. Talk about green."

                                            >"No no, we like to know our employees' personal lives. We want to be your support structure, second family, or first family if needed."

                                            >"So I guess that means what I think it means. You've never done it before, right?"

                                            >"Look at that face. Getting so red from a simple question. You're an innocent boy, aren't you Anon?"

                                            >"Don't lie. I can smell it on you. You're fresh, clean like a newborn baby. I bet you've never even touched a girl before."

                                            >"You're so handsome Anon, I'm honestly 100% surprised. Honestly."

                                            >"I wish I could tell you you've got the job and send you on your way, but the interview's not over yet."

                                            >"How do you feel about pony pussy?"

                                            >"Pony pussy. Don't struggle."

                                            >"You can come in now."

                                            >"Prick him. You're blocking the camera, move over. Let's get a shot of that..."

                                            >"Shhh, shhhh..."

                                            >"We've got a fresh one, Blossom. First time doing pony pussy on camera. Or anything else."

                                            >"Can you still hear me, Anon? Take off his shirt. So cute. Let's see it now."

                                            >"Oh my, what a cute little ass. Get a shot of that. We'll have to save that for another time."

                                            >"Here, hold the camera. I want to try him first."

                                            >"Make this a PoV shoot. Don't worry Anon, you'll get your pony pussy. He's drooling too much, wipe him off."

                                            >"How do my hooves feel? Soft? Shhh. Just accept it, it'll be easier this way."

                                            >"Gonna cum? Gonna cum? Yes, yes yes. Close up on his face. Gonna cum? Nope. Blossom."

                                            >"Looks scary, doesn't it? Don't worry, Blossom's gentle. Sometimes."

                                            >"Stop right there Blossom. Make him beg for it. Beg for the pony pussy Anon."

                                            >"Listen to you, squealing like a whore. Say "please suck me dry with your pony pussy". Say it."

                                            >"Haha. Say it again."

                                            >"Give it to him Blossom. Look at that face. Oh, getting mad? Think these big wings are just for show? Pump pump pump. How's your first time, Anon? Frustrating? Shameful? How's it feel to lose your virginity to some random pony pussy? He's cumming. Hold the camera."

                                            >"How about a kiss?... There. Your first time and your first kiss, gone. You're starting to look like a career slut already."

                                            >"Did you break him? So fragile, this one."

                                            >"Do a couple more."

                                            >"Blossom, don't talk. Ruins the immersion. I speak from experience."

                                            >"Let's switch places, let me get on top of him."

                                            >"Poor Anon. You wanted this, didn't you? So pussy hungry. You're still hard. I know he can't hear me Blossom, let me do my thing. Yeah, yeah, yes yes yes. One two."

                                            >"Like my pussy, don't you Anon? Better than that loose unicorn pussy. I'm in character Blossom, relax. Here, I've got an idea. Ride his face Blossom. Yes, like that."

                                            >"Gangbang PoV, I like it already. Give me the camera. First time tasting pussy juice, boy? You'll get used to the taste. They all do. Ride him harder Blossom."

                                            >"Ahhh, I'm cumming too. Ooof. Oh Celestia! "

                                            >"Let's stop here. Blossom, exit stage left."

                                            >"You're a mess, Anon. Covered in pussy juice like a cheap whore. Let me snap a few pictures."

                                            >"Here's your share. $20 enough for a cheap whore like you? Good."

                                            >"Eager, aren't you? Don't worry, there's a lot more where that came from. Yes, you'll fit in around here just fine."

                                            >"Congratulations, you've got the job."


                                            [HAPPIER REVISIONS]

                                            >"Yeah, your position is very physical. Sure, lots of heavy lifting. Oh, nothing too heavy,mind you; that's what the other mares who work here are for."

                                            >"Why don't you take off your shirt, Anon?"

                                            >"Haha, I know how it sounds. I need to get a good idea how in shape you are."

                                            >"Oh, my, well that IS something. No, you look just fine. Oh, don't cover yourself up, sweetie; as your employer, I need to know how well you'll perform with the mares."

                                            >"Yes, you'll be working with mares. A LOT of mares. We don't discriminate based on se-gender, so expect to be working with plenty of mares."

                                            >"Let me get a closer look."

                                            >"Did I startle you, sweetheart? Are my hooves too cold? Flex your stomach for me, now."

                                            >"Mmmm.... very good. Do it again."

                                            >"Don't fret, you'll be able to put your shirt back on in just a moment."

                                            >"Do my hooves feel good, Anon?"

                                            >"I wouldn't want to hurt my newest employee. Did you get the job? Well, that depends on how co-operative you are.

                                            >"Your skin is very warm, Anon. You're sweating, too; I can smell it. Are you feeling too hot?"

                                            >"Here, why don't we get a little bit more comfortable. See? Don't I look a little less intimidating without my saddle bag on?"

                                            >"Haha, yes you were. I could see how tense you were, Anon. Let's just try and relax, okay? There's no need to be afraid of me."

                                            >"In fact, I think we could even be friends, in time. GOOD friends."

                                            >"How do you feel about losing that last little article of clothing, sweetie?"

                                            >"Oh, don't be that way, Anon. I took MY clothes off, remember? My saddlebag is right over there. No, this is all strictly professional. A bit unorthodox, but it's all so that I can gain a better understanding of my future employees."

                                            >"See? There, that wasn't so bad. I'll bet you're glad to get that sweaty thing off of you. Now, let me get a look at those thighs."

                                            >"Don't be so jumpy, honey. This is just like when I was examining your chest, okay?"

                                            >"Oohh... VERY good. Do you mind if I push a little bit harder? Very firm, Anon. You have wonderful thighs."

                                            >"Oh? What's this? No, shh-shh-shhh.... don't be embarrassed, Anon, it's a perfectly natural reaction for a colt your age. I'm actually quite flattered, Anon. A hot little number like you getting hard because of little ol' me."

                                            >"Oh, I know, sweetheart, don't be embarrassed."

                                            >"No, don't cover your eyes. I want you to look at me."