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Day Away from Home

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Created: 2023-09-19 02:28:11
Updated: 2023-09-19 02:45:54
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  1. 1.
    Written by That_Happy_Guy
  2. 2.
    https://poneb.in/rFjTwmcR
  3. 3.
     
  4. 4.
    >Day Away from Home in Equestria.
  5. 5.
    >With apathetic annoyance, you follow Applejack as the cutie mark crusaders in turn follow you; apologizing nonstop.
  6. 6.
    >Sweetie Belle jumps in front of you.
  7. 7.
    >”We're really sorry Mr. Anon!”
  8. 8.
    >Scootaloo jumps on top of her Unicorn friend.
  9. 9.
    >”Yeah, we didn't mean it!”
  10. 10.
    >Aaand Applebloom finishes their totem pole.
  11. 11.
    >”Ah know yer still mad, but honest! It was all Fluttershy's idea!”
  12. 12.
    >Sidestepping the fillies, you continue on.
  13. 13.
    >You knew they weren't the ones who made the plan, but they were the ones to blow up your house.
  14. 14.
    >Fluttershy had gotten tired of guessing your fetish and decided to do something drastic.
  15. 15.
    >She even went so far as to recruit the three fillies behind you.
  16. 16.
    >And they did it all for a chance to earn demolition cutie marks.
  17. 17.
    >You aren't mad at them, just very very very disappointed.
  18. 18.
    >Also, annoyed.
  19. 19.
    “How much farther until we reach the clubhouse Applejack?”
  20. 20.
    >The orange mare pushes a few branches out of the way, leading you through the farm.
  21. 21.
    >”Ah reckon another minute or so.”
  22. 22.
    >With a huff, you adjust the sleeping bag you are carrying.
  23. 23.
    >Once Applejack heard what her sister did, she offered to let you stay with them.
  24. 24.
    >Not in their house of course, what with three females and all.
  25. 25.
    >The CMC's club house was the best she could do.
  26. 26.
    >It was either that or Fluttershy's -generous- offer to move in with her.
  27. 27.
    >Considering you didn't want to go to jail for murder, you went with Orangekick.
  28. 28.
    >”We're here.”
  29. 29.
    >Reaching an open area, you see the small house.
  30. 30.
    >There is no way it will be comfortable to shack up here, but what are you gonna do?
  31. 31.
    “Thanks Applejack. I'll make sure to clean up after myself.”
  32. 32.
    >Walking towards the ladder, the fillies try once more to apologize.
  33. 33.
    >This time, in unison.
  34. 34.
    >”Sorryyyyyy.”
  35. 35.
    >You grunt and once again move past them.
  36. 36.
    >Stepping into the clubhouse, you can't help but feel... cozy.
  37. 37.
    >For the next week, this is your home.
  38. 38.
    >You sigh and mutter under your breath.
  39. 39.
    “Fucking great.”
  40. 40.
    >It was a long day and after work, you immediately came -home-.
  41. 41.
    >Taking off your shoes, you toss them in a corner and sit down.
  42. 42.
    >You finally let off your sorrow about the situation.
  43. 43.
    >Falling to your side, you just lay there as the sun sets.
  44. 44.
    >Your peace is soon interrupted though.
  45. 45.
    >A loud crackle and fizz is heard.
  46. 46.
    >Soon after, a familiar song starts to play.
  47. 47.
    >https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dQw4w9WgXcQ
  48. 48.
    >Oh dear god, how did this song get to Equestria?!
  49. 49.
    >”Oo-oooh, we're no strangers to love.”
  50. 50.
    >Fucking yellow little- why is she here?!
  51. 51.
    >”You know the rules a-and so do I!”
  52. 52.
    >You are gonna kill her!
  53. 53.
    >”A full commitment's, what I-I'm thinking of!”
  54. 54.
    >Pulling yourself up, you head towards the front door.
  55. 55.
    >”You wouldn't get this from any other mare!”
  56. 56.
    >Fluttershy is standing at the bottom of the tree with a boombox.
  57. 57.
    >”IIII just wanna tell you how I'm feeling.”
  58. 58.
    >Groaning, you furrow your brow and grind your teeth.
  59. 59.
    >”Gotta make you understand!”
  60. 60.
    >You head back in and grab a shoe.
  61. 61.
    >”Never gonna give you up!”
  62. 62.
    >Aiming for the boombox, you hold your breath.
  63. 63.
    >”Never gonna let-”
  64. 64.
    >Fire!
  65. 65.
    >The boombox flies out of her hooves and breaks, ending the song abruptly.
  66. 66.
    >Fluttershy squeals and drops to her stomach.
  67. 67.
    >You growl out to the mare.
  68. 68.
    “What do you want Fluttershy?!”
  69. 69.
    >She lifts her head, smiling a bit.
  70. 70.
    >”I-I just wanted to say I am sorry a-and see if you wanted to come to my place.”
  71. 71.
    >You glare at the mare.
  72. 72.
    >”If you give me another chance... maybe you would see I'm not so bad?”
  73. 73.
    >Slamming your hands against the railing, your eyes shoot wide with anger.
  74. 74.
    “If I ever see you again, I will literally skin and eat Angel alive in front of you!”
  75. 75.
    >The mare's eyes fill with fear as she screams and runs.
  76. 76.
    >Once she is gone, you head back down and grab your shoe, kicking the boombox lightly.
  77. 77.
    >It starts to play again, skipping.
  78. 78.
    >You put your shoe on and shit stomp the devil song.
  79. 79.
    >Physically and emotionally exhausted, you climb back up the ladder.
  80. 80.
    >Unrolling your sleeping bag, you close your eyes to get some rest.
  81. 81.
    >It's been a shit day.
  82. 82.
    >The soft creaking of wooden boards pulls you from your sleep.
  83. 83.
    >Anger immediately fills you as you snap awake and lift yourself.
  84. 84.
    “Fluttershy, if you don't get out of here right now, I-”
  85. 85.
    >You turn and see Scootaloo.
  86. 86.
    >She is shocked and holding a sleeping bag.
  87. 87.
    >Your anger subsides and you let off a sigh.
  88. 88.
    “What are you doing here Scootaloo?”
  89. 89.
    >Looking outside, it has to be nearing midnight.
  90. 90.
    “It's gotta be past your bedtime.”
  91. 91.
    >She mutters something, kicking one of her forelegs back and forth.
  92. 92.
    “Can't hear you.”
  93. 93.
    >The filly takes a deep breath and shakily answers.
  94. 94.
    >”I-I ran away from home.”
  95. 95.
    >Pausing, you look to the sad eyed filly.
  96. 96.
    “What, why?”
  97. 97.
    >”M-My parents were mad at me for blowing up your home and why I did it.”
  98. 98.
    >Yeah, you figured they would be.
  99. 99.
    >Still, if she ran away from home, you should probably tell someone.
  100. 100.
    >She must know what you are thinking as she starts to quickly speak.
  101. 101.
    >”Please, don't tell anyone I am here! Just let me stay the night, please?”
  102. 102.
    >You groan and rub your eyes.
  103. 103.
    >...
  104. 104.
    >Fuck it, you're tired anyway.
  105. 105.
    >You'll deal with this in the morning.
  106. 106.
    >Laying back down, you curl up and close your eyes.
  107. 107.
    >”Does that mean you'll let me stay?”
  108. 108.
    >You don't answer, still not happy with her and her friends.
  109. 109.
    >”... Thank you Mr. Anon.”
  110. 110.
    >She pecks your cheek before rolling her sleeping bag next to yours.
  111. 111.
    >You turn away as she lies down.
  112. 112.
    >”Good night Mr. Anon.”
  113. 113.
    >Once again, you don't answer.
  114. 114.
    >He did it!
  115. 115.
    >He's letting you stay!
  116. 116.
    >Okay, calm yourself filly, you aren't out of the woods yet.
  117. 117.
    >Turning to face Anon, all you can make out is the back of his head.
  118. 118.
    >You try and think of something you can say to get his attention.
  119. 119.
    “Um, Mr. Anon?”
  120. 120.
    >He doesn't answer...
  121. 121.
    >You don't blame him.
  122. 122.
    >You REALLY messed up this time.
  123. 123.
    >It's not like you wanted all of this to happen, you just wanted him to notice you.
  124. 124.
    >He's soooo cool!
  125. 125.
    >Like Rainbow Dash, but without the wings or speed.
  126. 126.
    >Plus, if he can do all those things that Rainbow Dash told you he does...
  127. 127.
    >You have to make him your coltfriend.
  128. 128.
    “Do you wanna stay up and tell ghost stories?”
  129. 129.
    >”... No.”
  130. 130.
    >He's still awake!
  131. 131.
    >All right, now you just need to find something he wants to do.
  132. 132.
    ”Oh, how about playing a game or something?”
  133. 133.
    >”No.”
  134. 134.
    >Don't give up now, you know you can get back on his good side.
  135. 135.
    “How about... playing truth or dare?”
  136. 136.
    >Maybe you can get him to take his clothes off.
  137. 137.
    >Rainbow Dash always told you about what humans looked like naked...
  138. 138.
    >It was so weird to hear, since he was a different species, but that just excited you more.
  139. 139.
    >You have to admit, you've clopped more than a few times thinking of him.
  140. 140.
    >”No.”
  141. 141.
    >Darn it!
  142. 142.
    >Sighing, you try to think of more stuff.
  143. 143.
    >Then your mind begins to wander, wondering why his tone is so... venomous.
  144. 144.
    “... Are you mad at me Mr. Anon?”
  145. 145.
    >He is silent, causing you to panic a bit.
  146. 146.
    >”... Very.”
  147. 147.
    >Whimpering, you curl up a bit.
  148. 148.
    “I-I'm REALLY sorry though.”
  149. 149.
    >”You blew up my home... I am not in my bed right now because it is blown up.”
  150. 150.
    >Sniffling, you can hear the resentment in his voice.
  151. 151.
    >You really messed up filly.
  152. 152.
    “S-Sorry...”
  153. 153.
    >He doesn't respond.
  154. 154.
    >Deciding you aren't going to get anywhere else, you just curl up and turn away.
  155. 155.
    >As you do, a loud crash fills the air.
  156. 156.
    >You squeal and hug yourself.
  157. 157.
    “W-What was that?”
  158. 158.
    >”Scheduled rain.”
  159. 159.
    >Oh, you guess that makes sense.
  160. 160.
    >It is the rainy season right now.
  161. 161.
    >But that thunder is going to keep you up.
  162. 162.
    >Anon is mad at you, you ran away from home, and now there's thunder that will keep you from sleeping.
  163. 163.
    >How can tonight get any worse?
  164. 164.
    >*Drip...*
  165. 165.
    >... Please, no.
  166. 166.
    *Drip drip drip drip drip*
  167. 167.
    >And now it's raining on you, wetting your sleeping bag.
  168. 168.
    >Sniffling some more, you can feel the water touching your skin.
  169. 169.
    >You try to hold back tears, heart sinking.
  170. 170.
    >It's no use, you hic a couple of times and whimper out.
  171. 171.
    >You would just move your sleeping bag, but it's already wet.
  172. 172.
    >Now you're going to get sick too!
  173. 173.
    >Crying a bit more, you want it to stop.
  174. 174.
    >”... Get over here.”
  175. 175.
    >Sniffling, you look back to Anon.
  176. 176.
    >He is sitting up, looking at you.
  177. 177.
    >”Well?”
  178. 178.
    >You get out of your sleeping bag, shaking off the water from your coat.
  179. 179.
    “H-Huh?”
  180. 180.
    >He sighs, opening up his sleeping bag.
  181. 181.
    >”You're getting wet. The last thing I need is a guilty conscience over letting a filly sleep in the rain. Now come on, before I change my mind.”
  182. 182.
    >Smiling just a bit, you look to him.
  183. 183.
    “Really?”
  184. 184.
    >He groans, closing his bag.
  185. 185.
    >”Changing my mind.”
  186. 186.
    >You rush him, clambering in.
  187. 187.
    >Letting off a nervous chuckle, you snuggle up.
  188. 188.
    “T-Thanks Mr. Anon.”
  189. 189.
    >He pushes away.
  190. 190.
    >”Don't mention it. Really, don't.”
  191. 191.
    >Sighing, you internally squeal.
  192. 192.
    >You'd never do something that embarrassing out loud.
  193. 193.
    >Who do you look like?
  194. 194.
    >Sweetie Belle?
  195. 195.
    >Sighing happily, you can feel the heat from his body.
  196. 196.
    >Almost touch his skin.
  197. 197.
    >Smell his scent...
  198. 198.
    >His scent.
  199. 199.
    >Taking a shallow inhale, you can actually smell his -scent-.
  200. 200.
    >Shivering, you control yourself.
  201. 201.
    >Rainbow Dash said it was natural to get turned on by a colt's private scent.
  202. 202.
    >Still, you didn't think it would be this big of a difference!
  203. 203.
    >Being this close to Anon, you are all but surrounded by it.
  204. 204.
    >Crawling down the sleeping bag, you hear Anon murmur before shifting a bit.
  205. 205.
    >Good, he won't notice.
  206. 206.
    >You take a deep inhale, body shaking in pleasure.
  207. 207.
    “O-Oh...”
  208. 208.
    >The smell causes your filly parts to moisten, clit winking slowly.
  209. 209.
    >You take another sniff, turning around so you can be just a bit closer.
  210. 210.
    >Crawling down a bit more, you are nearly touching Anon's bulge with your snout.
  211. 211.
    >Gulping, you realize you should stop soon, or you'll get caught.
  212. 212.
    >...
  213. 213.
    >Softly inhaling, you can feel the cold rainy air brush against your skin, hitting just below your chest.
  214. 214.
    >Stupid rain...
  215. 215.
    >You miss your bed, you're barely awake, but you can still tell you are on wood.
  216. 216.
    >Everything feels fuzzy, but not warm.
  217. 217.
    >You're at the point where you are about to go to sleep, but not quite there.
  218. 218.
    >”Oh Anon...”
  219. 219.
    >Letting off a very soft grunt, you think you almost heard someone say your name.
  220. 220.
    >Can't be though, you're alone here.
  221. 221.
    >Listening a little closer, you can make out soft panting and shifting.
  222. 222.
    >Almost like someone struggling to move under blankets.
  223. 223.
    >Trying to ignore it, you can feel the noise pulling you farther and farther from actual sleep.
  224. 224.
    >You think you can beat it, until you feel something press against your crotch.
  225. 225.
    >Jumping awake a bit, you take a hard breath and look around.
  226. 226.
    “Whu...”
  227. 227.
    >The shifting stops, silenced all at once.
  228. 228.
    >Looking down, you see a bump in your sleeping bag.
  229. 229.
    >You unzip it a bit and see Scootaloo near crotch level with you.
  230. 230.
    “What the- Scootaloo?”
  231. 231.
    >She whimpers, eyes welling up.
  232. 232.
    >Looking closer, you see her hoof between her legs.
  233. 233.
    >Shocked, you push yourself away.
  234. 234.
    >Scootaloo panics.
  235. 235.
    >”W-Wait Mr. Anon, I can explain!”
  236. 236.
    >She looks to you, scared.
  237. 237.
    >Your mind is trying to catch up with what is going on.
  238. 238.
    >She was clearly masturbating and you definitely felt something against your crotch.
  239. 239.
    >Was she SNIFFING you?!
  240. 240.
    >Looking back to the filly, she is on the verge of tears as you just look at her.
  241. 241.
    >Sniffing, you make out a strange, musky scent.
  242. 242.
    >It's so familiar.
  243. 243.
    >...
  244. 244.
    >Fluttershy.
  245. 245.
    >She has this same smell when she hounds you.
  246. 246.
    >Scootaloo is turned on, VERY turned on.
  247. 247.
    >Sighing, you rub your eyes.
  248. 248.
    “What were you doing?”
  249. 249.
    >She sniffles more, looking to the ground.
  250. 250.
    >”I-I-I...”
  251. 251.
    >You speak in a stern tone, going to get your answer.
  252. 252.
    “Tell me.”
  253. 253.
    >”I was... clopping... t-to you.”
  254. 254.
    >Sighing, you remember that she is at that age.
  255. 255.
    >As far as you know, you and Big Mac are the only guys in her life.
  256. 256.
    >So there was a fifty-fifty shot of you being her older guy crush.
  257. 257.
    “You're a kid Scootaloo, whatever you're thinking, it won't work out.”
  258. 258.
    >She whimpers.
  259. 259.
    >”Why not? It's not like we'd be doing anything wrong!”
  260. 260.
    >You furrow your brow.
  261. 261.
    “Let's ignore the fact you blew up my house. I'm way too old for you.”
  262. 262.
    >She scoffs.
  263. 263.
    >”So? Cheerilee is messing with Pipsqueak, and she is way older than you!”
  264. 264.
    >Your eyes shoot wide, shocked by what you've just heard.
  265. 265.
    “What?!”
  266. 266.
    >The purple maned filly nods, walking up to you.
  267. 267.
    >”Yeah! Don't tell me that you're too old for me.”
  268. 268.
    >You stutter, struggling to find the right words for this.
  269. 269.
    “How is she not in jail?!”
  270. 270.
    >The filly is at your feet, climbing atop you.
  271. 271.
    >”Because it's not illegal! The moment a mare can go into heat and a stallion can get it up, they're allowed to have sex. Guess what MR. Anon, I can go into heat! I'm legal!”
  272. 272.
    >You push her off, standing.
  273. 273.
    “You're a kid!”
  274. 274.
    >She looks to you, any fear she had before replaced with determination.
  275. 275.
    >”Nuh uh! I'm a mare! ... A mare who can take care of your needs.”
  276. 276.
    >You are almost disgusted by what she is saying.
  277. 277.
    >... Why only almost?
  278. 278.
    “I don't have any that you can take care of...”
  279. 279.
    >She scoffs, sniffing your crotch again.
  280. 280.
    >”Liar... I want you to be my coltfriend and I know you wouldn't mind having a fillyfriend.”
  281. 281.
    >She turns around, spreading her cheeks.
  282. 282.
    >”One with a nice stretchy butt hole like mine.”
  283. 283.
    >She reaches back, playing with her ponut hole.
  284. 284.
    >You can't believe you are watching this.
  285. 285.
    >As her hoof traces over her backdoor, she moans, hips squirming.
  286. 286.
    >”A-Anon... mmm, c'mon, I KNOW all guys get lonely. You don't have to be.”
  287. 287.
    >She almost sounds like Fluttershy, but less weird about it.
  288. 288.
    >”Please... just this once? I-I like you SOOO much... can't we do it, just this once?”
  289. 289.
    >The filly stops tracing over her anus, turning around to face you with vulnerable eyes.
  290. 290.
    >Groaning, you try to think, however, her scent is making it very difficult.
  291. 291.
    >You have to admit, being surrounded by it for this long is kind of nice, almost alluring.
  292. 292.
    >...
  293. 293.
    >You have been lonely ever since you arrived here.
  294. 294.
    >Plus, her ass looked so inviting.
  295. 295.
    >Groaning, you try to clear your mind when you notice you are sporting a stiffy.
  296. 296.
    >There is no way you can get any thinking done while your mind is focused on the lewd.
  297. 297.
    >Looking back to Scootaloo, you see her staring at your bulge, chest rising and falling as she pants a bit.
  298. 298.
    >...
  299. 299.
    >She isn't Fluttershy, she won't be weird about this.
  300. 300.
    >And if what she's saying is true.
  301. 301.
    >...
  302. 302.
    >One night.
  303. 303.
    >You'll only do this for one night.
  304. 304.
    “Turn around.”
  305. 305.
    >The orange filly smiles, happily doing so.
  306. 306.
    >You unzip your pants, walking up and getting on your knees.
  307. 307.
    >Reaching a finger out, your touch her anus.
  308. 308.
    >She squeals, giggling at your touch.
  309. 309.
    >It's soft, a bit spongey.
  310. 310.
    >This will be a lot easier than with a human girl.
  311. 311.
    >Placing your mouth against it, you run your tongue over her backdoor.
  312. 312.
    >She shivers, clit winking.
  313. 313.
    >You've only seen Fluttershy's, Scootaloo's is much cuter.
  314. 314.
    >Continuing to run your tongue over her anus, you hear her moan and stamp her hooves.
  315. 315.
    >”A-Are you going to put it in or not?”
  316. 316.
    >Spanking her, she stiffens up.
  317. 317.
    “I will, but we're doing this at my pace. This isn't some romantic encounter, nor me forgiving you... I just really want to fuck your ass right now.”
  318. 318.
    >You see her ears lower, voice softer.
  319. 319.
    >”I get it... but it'll still mean something to me, giving my first time to the guy I like.”
  320. 320.
    >Rolling your eyes, you press the tip of your member against her moist hole.
  321. 321.
    “Anal doesn't count as a first time.”
  322. 322.
    >Before she can respond, you steal her virginity.
  323. 323.
    >Anal virginity, it doesn't count.
  324. 324.
    >She moans, low, deep.
  325. 325.
    >”O-Ohhh, so much thicker... than my handle.”
  326. 326.
    >Looking to her, you feel your eyes close a bit.
  327. 327.
    “What?”
  328. 328.
    >”N-Nothing! Keep going, please?!"
  329. 329.
    >Since she has no qualms, you fill her up with a couple more inches of your shaft.
  330. 330.
    >You were right, even though she is much smaller than a grown woman, her ass is a lot easier to drive into.
  331. 331.
    >It is also much more pleasurable, almost massaging your dick with warm pulls and squeezes.
  332. 332.
    >Holding back any moans you might let off, you grab her flanks and pull her down on your length, spearing her with your cock.
  333. 333.
    >She squeals, screaming a bit.
  334. 334.
    >”Big! BIG! So big!”
  335. 335.
    >You lean in, taking shallow pumps into the filly.
  336. 336.
    “Do you want me to stop?”
  337. 337.
    >She shakes her head, tongue out as she takes deep breaths.
  338. 338.
    >”N-No, it's just big, I-I'll get used to-”
  339. 339.
    >You pull out, slamming your cock back in as her hairs rise.
  340. 340.
    >”IIIIIT!~”
  341. 341.
    >Did she just moan at the end of that?
  342. 342.
    >This filly is turning out to be a real butt slut.
  343. 343.
    >Pulling her up, you begin to fuck her like a cock sleeve, holding her in the air as you pull her up and down your length.
  344. 344.
    >”O-Oh Celestia, this is hot! I-I thought, oh, this would hurt more. MmmpH! Please, don't stop Anon!”
  345. 345.
    >So she isn't calling you mister anymore?
  346. 346.
    >Little filly think she can speak familiarly with you?
  347. 347.
    >Pushing her against the wall, she holds her front hooves out.
  348. 348.
    >”H-Hey, what're you-”
  349. 349.
    >You drive your dick into her as hard as you can while holding her, her head hitting the walls of the treehouse a bit.
  350. 350.
    >”Ow, o-ow! Anon- ow! S-slow down, ow!”
  351. 351.
    >She is still moaning, more than likely enjoying the rough treatment.
  352. 352.
    >Good, this means you'll be able to get away with a lot more than you thought.
  353. 353.
    >Pulling out, you let the filly down.
  354. 354.
    >”W-Wait! I didn't cum yet!”
  355. 355.
    >You walk back to the sleeping bag, laying down.
  356. 356.
    “Neither have I, but I'm done doing all the work.”
  357. 357.
    >Patting your lap, she gets the message.
  358. 358.
    >She walks over to you, climbing on your lap, pressing her used, yet not stretched, ass against your dick.
  359. 359.
    >Just as she is about to push herself down, you raise your hand.
  360. 360.
    “Turn around.”
  361. 361.
    >She looks a bit disheartened, but does so.
  362. 362.
    >Lowering yourself so you are laying back, the filly straddle you.
  363. 363.
    >”L-Like this?”
  364. 364.
    >Her ass and tail are in full view.
  365. 365.
    “Yeah. Now go.'
  366. 366.
    >She nods, lowering herself.
  367. 367.
    >You'd expect her to go slow, but she is actually taking you at a pace you can enjoy.
  368. 368.
    >She coos, cursing a bit as she pushes herself down on your prick.
  369. 369.
    >”S-Still big...”
  370. 370.
    “And still horny.”
  371. 371.
    >The filly nods, giggling a bit as she raises her hips.
  372. 372.
    >Once she is high enough, she -drops- herself.
  373. 373.
    >As she does, she lets off an elongated moan.
  374. 374.
    >”Oooooh~”
  375. 375.
    >You won't admit it, but this filly's ass may be the best hole you've ever fucked.
  376. 376.
    >Plus she is very eager to please.
  377. 377.
    >Grabbing her tail, she squeals as you pull.
  378. 378.
    >With each pull, her brown ring clenches on your shaft.
  379. 379.
    >The feeling is amazing, almost indescribable.
  380. 380.
    >Almost...
  381. 381.
    >Pulling harder, she yells out.
  382. 382.
    >”Ow! Too much!”
  383. 383.
    >Chuckling, you let go, the filly sitting on your cock as she looks back to you, scrunching her face.
  384. 384.
    “Hey, I want to get this over with as soon as possible.”
  385. 385.
    >She growls, taking this as a challenge.
  386. 386.
    >Facing forward again, she redoubles her efforts, bouncing her pretty orange ass on your dick.
  387. 387.
    >Grunting, you are actually having trouble fighting the urge to moan now.
  388. 388.
    >”Well? Is this good enough? How about now?!”
  389. 389.
    >Her anus begins to contract, pulling on your length as she rides up and down it.
  390. 390.
    >You can't take it anymore, you let out a low moan, actually getting close to finishing.
  391. 391.
    >”Still think I can't- ah~ Satisfy your needs?!”
  392. 392.
    >She is talking way too much.
  393. 393.
    >Bringing your hand back, you smack her ass, causing her to squeal, squeezing your shaft tighter.
  394. 394.
    >The feeling is incredible, dragging along your length.
  395. 395.
    >Moaning again, you are about to cum.
  396. 396.
    >Looking down, you see her sweating, body jerking a bit as she tries to continue her ride.
  397. 397.
    “What, are you about to cum?”
  398. 398.
    >”N-No!”
  399. 399.
    >Perfect, she's going to get off first.
  400. 400.
    >You would have hated finishing before a filly.
  401. 401.
    >Grabbing her hips, you begin to buck upwards, filling her with your length.
  402. 402.
    >She squeaks and squeals, grinding on your hot monkey bone.
  403. 403.
    >”Y-Yeah, I knew you'd come around!”
  404. 404.
    >You don't answer her, wanting to get her off before you lose it.
  405. 405.
    >As if on cue, she begins to squirt all over the floor, cumming as she screams, gripping you as if her life depended on it.
  406. 406.
    >Trying to pull out, all you end up doing is pushing yourself over the edge, grunting as you fill up the filly.
  407. 407.
    >You hold back any moans, yells, or words you have; not wanting to let her think she actually got you off.
  408. 408.
    >She did still blow up your house.
  409. 409.
    >You were just using her as a cum dumpster.
  410. 410.
    >Panting, you feel your cock begin to soften, the last of your cum dribbling out in the filly.
  411. 411.
    >She lays backs, resting on your chest.
  412. 412.
    >The orange filly pants with you, struggling to breathe.
  413. 413.
    >”W-Wow... That was... so much better... than my hoof.”
  414. 414.
    >You just chuckle, trying to think of something to say.
  415. 415.
    “Yeah, I'd imagine.”
  416. 416.
    >After a few minutes of basking in the afterglow, she cuddles up to you.
  417. 417.
    >You push her off, trying to remind her this was just physical.
  418. 418.
    >She groans, looking at you as she sits on her plot, not wanting to leak your seed on the floor.
  419. 419.
    >”Really? After all this you're STILL acting like you didn't like it?”
  420. 420.
    “Oh, I definitely liked it. I'm just not going to let you get attached. This was a one time thing. Nothing more.”
  421. 421.
    >She giggles, shaking her head.
  422. 422.
    “What? What's so funny?”
  423. 423.
    >”Oh, nothing... except this isn't gonna be a one time thing.”
  424. 424.
    >You sigh, sitting up.
  425. 425.
    “No, it really is.”
  426. 426.
    >She looks to you, a knowing grin on her lips.
  427. 427.
    >”Nuh uh. If it is, then I'll go tell the cops.”
  428. 428.
    “... You said-”
  429. 429.
    >Scootaloo raises her hoof.
  430. 430.
    >”Oh, I know what I said. Wanna know a little secret Anon?”
  431. 431.
    >The filly leans in, whispering.
  432. 432.
    >”Mares don't go into heat anymore. They stopped doing that when Ponies developed Cutie Marks.”
  433. 433.
    >Oh shit.
  434. 434.
    “But, you're a-”
  435. 435.
    >”Blank flank? Mhmmmm, and now you're a statutory rapist.”
  436. 436.
    >Your heart sinks.
  437. 437.
    >She played you, she just played you!
  438. 438.
    “Why you little-”
  439. 439.
    >Before you can respond, she interrupts you once more.
  440. 440.
    >”Shhhh... I won't tell anyone. All you have to do is be my secret coltfriend. Stick it in me whenever I want and kiss and cuddle me~”
  441. 441.
    >You groan, looking to the smug filly.
  442. 442.
    “And if I don't?”
  443. 443.
    >She begins to frown, sniffling as her ears lower.
  444. 444.
    >”H-He was so rough Mr. Officer. I-I asked him not too, but he pushed his thingy into my butt! I-It hurt so... m-...m-...”
  445. 445.
    >Oh, she is good.
  446. 446.
    >You wish that her acting wasn't pointed at you however.
  447. 447.
    “So I either do what you say or you throw me in jail?”
  448. 448.
    >She nods.
  449. 449.
    >”And I REALLY don't want to. I meant what I said Anon. I like you, a lot~”
  450. 450.
    >Sighing, you relent.
  451. 451.
    >You're a filly fiddler now.
  452. 452.
    >It's either that or you become a prison bitch.
  453. 453.
    >Looking up to Scootaloo, she steals a kiss.
  454. 454.
    >”So, do we have a deal?”
  455. 455.
    “...”
  456. 456.
    >Day Not a prison bitch in Equestria.
  457. 457.
    >”So, Applebloom, Sweetie Belle, do we have the stuff ready?”
  458. 458.
    >You look to your secret fillyfriend, watching as she gives orders to her two friends.
  459. 459.
    >All of which you've fucked in some way or another.
  460. 460.
    >They nod to her.
  461. 461.
    >With a smile, Scootaloo looks to you.
  462. 462.
    >Smirking, you pull out a spyglass and look at Fluttershy's cottage.
  463. 463.
    >You then trace your gaze over to her chicken pen, where she is currently at.
  464. 464.
    >After roughly ten seconds, it gives off a cheesy explosion.
  465. 465.
    >Chuckling, you watch as the mare runs out, crying.
  466. 466.
    “Yup, exactly as planned.”
  467. 467.
    >The fillies cheer.
  468. 468.
    >You lower the spyglass as Scootaloo flies up and kisses you, stroking over your pants.
  469. 469.
    >Every day since that night has been like this.
  470. 470.
    >Scootaloo getting fresh with you, sometimes involving her friends.
  471. 471.
    >The four of you ruining Fluttershy's day in some way.
  472. 472.
    >And everyone ending the day with a smile.
  473. 473.
    >Groping the filly's flanks, she moans.
  474. 474.
    >”Oooh, Anon~ here?”
  475. 475.
    >You shake your head.
  476. 476.
    “Nah, I still remember the last time we did it on dirt... how about we head home and I remind you why your ass is mine?”
  477. 477.
    >She grins, nuzzling your neck.
  478. 478.
    >”I'll be back later guys, my coltfriend wants some loving.”
  479. 479.
    >The remaining two fillies groan.
  480. 480.
    >Applebloom steps up, leaning against your leg as she stands on her hind legs.
  481. 481.
    >”But it ain't fair! Ah want some sex too.”
  482. 482.
    >Sweetie Belle nods, looking up at you with pleading eyes.
  483. 483.
    >Scootaloo simply growls at them.
  484. 484.
    >”Hey! He's MY coltfriend and I don't want to share him today.”
  485. 485.
    >Ever since Scootaloo got your balls in a vice, she has REALLY taken over as leader of her friends.
  486. 486.
    >Still, it only takes you less then five minutes to put her in her place.
  487. 487.
    “Don't worry you two. I'll make sure to visit you both later tonight.”
  488. 488.
    >As Applebloom and Sweetie Belle squee, you start to make your way home, about to spend the next hour
  489. 489.
    >Fucking Scootaloo.

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