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Anonconsensual Story

By Uh-hmmm
Created: 17th December 2020 10:45:47 PM

  1. > Luna just had to pick one of your messed up dreams to walk into
  2. > Now everyone thinks you're a massive pervert and/or rapist
  3. > Ponyville quickly becomes a ghost town whenever you shop for groceries
  4. > The only ponies who treat you halfway normal are the cutie mark crusaders
  5. > You make little things for them to sell, your only source of income
  6. > Some ponies get weird when you pass by
  7. > Applejack used to get along with you just fine
  8. > Now that she heard the news, she just stands still, going on and on about raping her in a sad voice
  9. > Pinkie Pie pelts you with cupcakes
  10. > You can salvage a fair few, which is nice
  11. > Twilight sets her human anatomy doll in front of her door
  12. > Uses a ventriloquy spell to say, "This mare is taken, move along"
  13. > Fluttershy usually runs, but if you are close enough when she notices you, she just stiffens up and falls over
  14. > Rainbow Dash watches you from her cloud, glaring
  15. > Rarity carries a bucket at all times
  16. > When she sees you, she levitates it onto your head and runs away
  17. > From time to time, you find Celestia doing something odd
  18. > Once, she was stuck in a hole in the wall
  19. > Wouldn't stop talking about how she could do nothing to stop you from having your way with her
  20. > You pushed her the rest of the way through the hole and went about your day
  21. > It's enough to drive you to drink
  22. > Maybe you'll get some cider from Applejack, assuming she doesn't depress you too much with her highly imaginative rape monologues
  23.  
  24. > Day hide yo kids hide yo waifu
  25. > Be Anon, pulling a little wagon full of groceries
  26. > Rainbow Ass glaring from her little perch
  27. > Pass by the treebrary on your way to your shack on the edge of the Everfree
  28. > That stupid anatomy doll is looking at you
  29. > You check your groceries, nothing too perishable
  30. > Might as well have some fun
  31. "Hey, Nat, how's it going?"
  32. > The doll wiggles a bit in surprise
  33. > "Uh, good, good."
  34. > That is a terrible man voice, Twilight
  35. "And how's the missus?"
  36. > "Oh, she's great. Very intelligent. Have you seen how many books she's read? That is the sexiest thing about her, all that book reading."
  37. > Even Rainbow Dash is rolling her eyes at this pathetic ruse
  38. "Wow, that's kinky. So she just reads a book while you rut her? In and out, in and out, and she's just lying there, fascinated by the sexy, sexy book knowledge?"
  39. > You wonder if the boner Nat is now sporting is indicative of a certain unicorn's state
  40. > Meanwhile Rainbow has the cloud in her teeth, and you can't see where her forehooves are
  41. > Heh
  42. > Finally, Nat speaks
  43. > "Well, uh, that's a genita-I mean private matter, that I'm not really comfortable discussing with you."
  44. "That's too bad. I wish I could hear about how you kiss her horn when she comes to the end of a book, or how you fall asleep by her side as she reads to you of far away places and beautiful princesses."
  45. > You hear a whimper from inside the tree, one you know well
  46. > For her, it's that feel when no coltfriend
  47. "But seriously, Twilight, this is ridiculous. You're not fooling anyone with this dumb doll."
  48. > "Nat isn't dumb! I mean, I'm not a dumb doll, I am clearly a fellow human male. I have claimed my waifu, so by the ancient rite of dibs, she is mine."
  49. > You may have gotten a bit creative with human culture
  50. "Twilight, he isn't real. It's just a doll you made for scientific reference."
  51. > Another whimper
  52. > "Sh-shut up!"
  53. > You sigh
  54. "Look, I'm sorry I teased your husbando. I just wanted to have fun talking to somepony. I'll leave you two alone."
  55. > You set out for home
  56. > Twilight waits until you are behind a hill in the road before she pulls Nat inside
  57. > A book on the floor, and her rump in the air
  58. > She has some very interesting things to think about, tonight
  59.  
  60. > Your blue watcher gets bored and flies off
  61. > You follow the trail home, only to find Celestia sprawled in your front yard
  62. > When she sees you, she closes her eyes and pretends to be unconscious
  63. > Why are all these horses such terrible actresses?
  64. > You walk up to her nonetheless, and poke her hoof
  65. "Having fun down there?"
  66. > She groans, and flutters her eyes open
  67. > "Oh my wings, I must have hit some turbulence and sprained them, oh, the pain."
  68. > Right
  69. > Might as well get this over with
  70. > You grab her forehooves and heave her upright
  71. > She flaps her wings a little in surprise at the sudden movement
  72. "I guess it can't be too bad, they seem to be working just fine now."
  73. > Celestia blinks
  74. > "Right, ow, it hurts so bad! Like needles in a haystack, all over! I must stay in this suspicious man's home while I recover. Who knows what vile acts he will perform on me?"
  75. > You get that she's trying to make you feel better about your poor reputation, but this is just ridiculous
  76. "Fine, come in, I'll make us some food."
  77. > You pull the wagon into your kitchen, and she prances happily behind you
  78. > You're fairly proud of your kitchen
  79. > All the shelves and countertops, all handmade
  80. > The stone fireplace, with a little cubby that works as a bread oven
  81. > You put away most of your food, and start making a salad
  82. > Admittedly, there isn't much else in your little house, just some things you've either salvaged or saved up and purchased
  83. > It seems sunbutt has taken a liking to your bed
  84. > Wait
  85. "Are you huffing my pillow?"
  86. > She jerks her head up and faces you with a nervous smile
  87. > "O-of course not, I was just resting my head a bit, because of my injuries."
  88. > Whatever
  89. "Right, well come on, let's eat."
  90. > She clambers off the bed and to the table where two large bowls of salad lay
  91. > You offer her a bottle of ranch dressing
  92. "Want some?"
  93. > Her eyes sparkle
  94. > "The human offers his white sauce, thinking no doubt, about how the beautiful princess will soon be guzzling his delicious glaze."
  95. "I'll take that as a yes."
  96. > You set the bottle in front of her, and set to eating your lunch
  97. > Glaze, huh?
  98. > You suppose you could make a cake
  99. > You glance up at Celestia and roll your eyes
  100. > Her muzzle is covered in ranch as she digs in face first
  101. > You go and grab a cloth for her
  102. "Here, you can wipe your face with this when you're done."
  103. > She swallows
  104. > "That, uh, that won't be necessary. I am fully capable of licking it all up."
  105. > She keeps solid eye contact while her long tongue laps up the mess
  106. > When the last of the dressing has been licked away, she smiles at you
  107. > "See? All gone. I have swallowed all the white liquid on my face."
  108. "That's nice, now your face is covered in slobber instead. Seriously, use the napkin when you're done."
  109. > Celestia lowers her head humbly
  110. > "Yes, m-master."
  111. > She can tease you all she wants about ordering her around, you will have cleanliness in your home
  112. > After the meal, you rinse the dishes and set them out to dry
  113. > You have to admit, it is kinda nice having someone else around
  114. > Even if they are a weird horse princess who may or may not get high on the smell of cotton pillows
  115. > You have some time left in the afternoon, might as well get to work
  116.  
  117. > Celestia watches you whittle for a bit, then her eyes drift across the little wooden statues around your home
  118. > "Do you take commissions?"
  119. > You pause
  120. "I haven't really had the opportunity, to be honest. Is there something you want me to make?"
  121. > "An alicorn ma-I mean, meeting with a human. It should be very, ah, touching."
  122. > You shrug
  123. "Easy enough. I'll start on it after this one."
  124. > You continue to whittle away at what will be a wooden apple
  125. > A golden light flashes, and you hear metal clinking
  126. > You look up to find a large bag of bits has appeared in front of you
  127. > "Will this be enough for you to start right now?"
  128. > That is no small amount of money
  129. "Yeah, that'll about cover it."
  130. > You set the half finished apple aside and retrieve a more substantial chunk of wood
  131. > Celestia gets comfortable on your bed as she watches you work your magic
  132. > After a few minutes to plan out the piece, you let your hands do the work
  133. > You normally talk to yourself to while away the hours, but you have a guest now
  134. "You know, it's funny. Before Equestria, I had thought my life was hurried and stressful, and maybe it was..."
  135. > You trail off, lost in your thoughts
  136. > After a moment, Celestia speaks
  137. > "And now?"
  138. > You blink, and give her a brief apologetic smile
  139. "Now, well, you know. A little too empty in a lot of ways. A lot of time just chopping up firewood, carving things I will probably never see again. Nothing really to keep the days apart in mind, if you know what I mean."
  140. > You see her nod out of the corner of your eye
  141. > "The years get like that too. It's been better, recently, but don't ask me about two centuries ago, it was just a blur of negotiations and agriculture to me now."
  142. > For a time, the only sound is your knife scraping against wood, shavings falling to the ground
  143. > You're curious now, though
  144. "What do you do to fill in the time? To make it worthwhile?"
  145. > "Take on students. For a time, I can see through their letters, and pretend it is all new again. I also broaden my appreciation of...things."
  146. > Interesting, you suppose, but not terribly applicable to your situation
  147. > The rest of the evening passes in a like manner, silence and stuttering conversation
  148. > Dinner is followed by a glazed cake
  149. > She insists on licking both bowls
  150. > "Now I have your batter in my belly, Anon."
  151. > She gets this weird, almost sultry look on her face when she states the obvious
  152. > By the nighttime, it's pretty obvious she wants to stay
  153. > You'll be damned if a town of gullible ponies will make you any less of a gentleman
  154. > Celestia seems oddly dissatisfied with sleeping in the bed
  155. > Odd, since she's been in it all day
  156. > Whatever
  157. > You curl up in your blanket by the fire, and bid her goodnight
  158.  
  159. > You wake, uncomfortably warm
  160. > Your nose is filled with the scent of vanilla
  161. > You open your eyes to see...
  162. > Sparkling pink?
  163. > There is a weight on top of you, and it only takes a moment to guess what happened
  164. > With a sigh you lift Celestia up a bit and slide out
  165. > She doesn't stir from her sleep
  166. > After a moment's hesitation, you wrap the blanket around her
  167. > An apple from the pantry, and you're outside, admiring the sunrise
  168. > It seems Luna can do at least one thing right
  169. > You finish the apple and toss it into the field
  170. > Huh, looks like someone is coming down the trail
  171. > A pony and... a minotaur?
  172. > No...
  173. > What's Twilight doi-
  174. > It seems she has Nat with her
  175. > Well, this will be interesting
  176. > Twilight comes to a stop about five feet from you
  177. > "Anon, I need a favor."
  178. "That's rich."
  179. > She fixes you with a resolute stare
  180. > "Just hear me out. I...I need you to talk to Nat. I can't do it on my own."
  181. "What are you talking about?"
  182. > Her gaze turns pleading
  183. > "You... you're the only other human Nat knows. When you talk with him, he gets ideas, he becomes even more my husbando. Please, Anon. I need this."
  184. > Truth be told, Twilight always reminded you of a younger version of yourself
  185. > You don't mind doing this, but...
  186. "I'll do it, but you have to help me convince your friends that I'm not a rapist."
  187. > "But Luna saw-"
  188. "A sexy dream! A private dream, if I had my way. Are you honestly going to say that you have never had a sexy dream about Nat?"
  189. > She blushes
  190. > "S-sometimes."
  191. "Anyhow, those are the terms. I talk to Nat, you talk to your friends."
  192. > Twilight thinks about it, glancing at the dumb doll
  193. > She nods resolutely
  194. > "It's a deal."
  195. > Silence stretches for a bit
  196. "So... how you wanna do this?"
  197. > Purplesmart looks at you, then Nat
  198. > "Shall we try Fluttershy first? I think she'll need the most work, so we should start early."
  199. > You shrug
  200. "Sounds good."
  201.  
  202. > Along the way, you...strike up a conversation?
  203. > You probably shouldn't encourage Twilight's autism, but you turned out fine
  204. > Sorta
  205. "So, Nat. I see you're riding bareback. Any reason you're not using a saddle?"
  206. > Twilight stares at you in confusion
  207. > "Why would I be wearing a saddle?"
  208. >...
  209. "Saddles are specifically so that a biped can sit on a quadruped comfortably."
  210. > "That's ridiculous, Anon. Saddles are formal wear meant to emphasize the curve of a mare's spine."
  211. > ....
  212. "Of course, what was I thinking. Changing the subject, Nat how do you feel about brushing Twilight's mane?"
  213. > "Uh, it's good. Like, really good. Do I get a boner from it?"
  214. >...
  215. "If you do, that would be a little odd. It just seems like a nice way to spend time with your waifu. You could make it part of foreplay, where you brush her mane, and start stroking her neck, then her sides, and generally let your hands wander."
  216. > Twilight stumbles a bit, but keeps trotting
  217. > "Wow, that's a good idea, Anon! All that hand action we humans do, it must be enjoyable for mares!"
  218. > A cottage rises from a crest in the road
  219. "I'm sure it must be. Now, with Fluttershy, I should probably hang back, or else she'll be too scared to think straight."
  220. > Purplesmart nods
  221. > "That would be best."
  222. > You sit down behind the rise of the bridge over the creek and close your eyes
  223. > Twilight clip clops to the door and knocks
  224. > You hear the door open
  225. > "Oh, good morning Twi- Ah! Another one!"
  226. > The door slams
  227. > ...
  228. "Maybe Nat should stay with me?"
  229. > "No, I got this."
  230. > She knocks on the door again
  231. > "Fluttershy, it's okay. This is Nat, and he's very nice."
  232. > Butterthigh's voice is muffled by the door
  233. > "R-really?"
  234. > "Really."
  235. > The door creaks open
  236. > After a moment, Fluttershy sighs in relief
  237. > "Oh, it's just a doll. For a moment there, I thought there was another rape monster in Ponyville."
  238. > "He's not a d- I mean, Nat is my husbando and I am his waifu. He's not a rape monster at all, he even lets me read to him at night."
  239. > ...
  240. > "Um, Twilight, it's okay if you have an imaginary coltfriend. Um, don't take this the wrong way, but you might want to not talk about him in town. There is a rape monster on the loose, after all."
  241. > You feel so loved
  242. > "About that, Fluttershy. Anon isn't a rape monster. He's actually a really nice guy who has a rich and varied culture about...imaginary colt and marefriends."
  243. > You can hear the sorrow in her voice, forced to admit that Nat is not real
  244. > Fluttershy hears it too
  245. > "Oh, Twilight, did he rape you? Is he forcing you to tell all these lies about human imaginary coltfriends?"
  246. > "He didn't rape me! Are you doubting my love for my pure, beautiful husbando? I-I swear on me mum!"
  247. > ...
  248. > "There there, it's okay. Rape monsters can be really charismatic and sneaky. It's okay if you find yourself wanting to love a nice, safe, imaginary rape monster who doesn't rape you."
  249. > "They're not rape monsters! Luna just wasn't prepared to see one of Anon's tummy tingler dreams! Haven't you had any weird tummy tingler dreams?"
  250. > "Oh no, never. Especially not about Mr. Bear, or a big strong timberwolf, or a pack of diamond dogs, and, um. Yeah, no tummy tinglers here, just normal dreams, all the time."
  251. > "But a timberwolf is made out of wood, that seems really uncomfortable..."
  252. > Fluttershy scuffs a hoof on the ground
  253. > "I had to sand it and polish it, and sometimes I go out into the woods and look for a little one, so I can train it. Um. For normal dog things. Yes."
  254. >...
  255. > "Look, how about this. You can help me train Anon to be less threatening, and then you won't think he's a rape monster, he's just like a timberwolf who is trained to be nice to ponies. How does that sound?"
  256. > "Oh, I don't know, that sounds-"
  257. > "I'll help you catch a timberwolf cub."
  258. > "Okay."
  259. > This is getting ridiculous
  260. > "Here, let me just get Anon real quick,"
  261. > That's your cue, you suppose
  262. > You begin to stand up, only to be engulfed in a purple flash of light
  263. > You find yourself sprawled on your back, and the door slams
  264. > You just lie there a moment
  265. "Slowly, Twilight. You have to take these things slowly."
  266. > The door creaks open again
  267. > "Um, hi, Anon?"
  268. "Yes?"
  269. > You decide to sit up, that should be less threatening than standing
  270. > Buttermellow watches your every movement with wary eyes
  271. > "Are you...a good boy?"
  272. > ...
  273. > This is going to be a long day
  274. > Nevertheless,
  275. "Yes, I am a good boy."
  276. > "Then you can come inside."
  277. > She backs into her home, never taking her eyes off of you
  278. > You shuffle inside, wondering if ponies naturally tend to speak in innuendo
  279. > Angel glares at you from his high perch, a sharpened stick in his paws
  280. > Meanwhile, Fluttershy is hiding behind two sheep
  281. "Alright, what shall we do now?"
  282. > She glances at Twilight, then says,
  283. > "Um, first, would like you to sate your unsavory appetite with one of these sheep here?"
  284. > What
  285. "I don't-and they're just sheep, I mean, can sheep think like you and me, or are they just instinct driven animals, and who even just offers up sheep to 'sate unsavory appetites'?"
  286. > "They don't mind. I explained the situation to them, and they agreed to let you rut them. Um, if you want. Does that answer your questions?"
  287. > Meanwhile the sheep wander over to you, nuzzling your legs
  288. "Oh, so they are intelligent."
  289. > "Baaa", they said
  290. > ...
  291. "Right. Thus is still kinda messed up, so let me set some things straight. I do not have an insatiable desire for sex, and sheep are a bit outside of my comfort zone."
  292. > The pair of ewes pout
  293. > Fluttershy stares at you skeptically
  294. > "Are you sure you don't want to have your way with either one? I know Ashtoreth had been looking forward to it."
  295. > One of the sheep nuzzles your leg again, and paws at it with one forehoof
  296. > "Baaa~"
  297. > The only thing keeping you here is the hope that you might be able to get it into Fluttershy's twisted mind that you are not a rape monster
  298. "Look, Ashtoreth, and Miss other sheep, you are both very cute, and I'm sure there's a nice ram for you somewhere. I wish you luck in your future courtships. Understand?"
  299. > Miss other sheep nuzzles your leg for the last time, and heads out the door
  300. > Ashtoreth...
  301. "Stop humping my leg!"
  302. > You heft her up and hold her at arms length
  303. > "Baa~ baaa baaaa~<3"
  304. > You look at Fluttershy
  305. "A little help here?"
  306. > She is scowling at you
  307. > "Really? After all you've done, can't you let her molest your leg? You have a lot of nerve, young human, raping ponies and making up marefriend, asking me to help you with a nice friendly ewe!"
  308. > What the actual hell
  309. > Your legs are shaking, your heart beating altogether too quickly
  310. "I haven't raped anyone!"
  311. > Fluttershy doubles the intensity of her glare
  312. > "Do you want to be trained or not? Now let the sheep hump your leg!"
  313. > Ashtoreth slips from your numb fingers, and quickly recovers from her fall
  314. > Just as quickly, she rears up and wraps her forelegs around one of your legs
  315. > You can do nothing, pinned in place by the fiery wrath of Fluttershy's gaze
  316. > Twilight is covering Nat's eyes
  317. > A wet spot develops on your pants leg, and Ashtoreth's bleating becomes more frantic
  318. > You can feel the pegasus ease off of the intensity of her glare
  319. > Finally, you are fully in control of yourself as a ewe climaxes on your leg
  320. > It takes all your self-control to not kick her off
  321. > As the last spasms wrack her fluffly body, you carefully extract your leg from her grip
  322. "I-I need a shower. Oh god, I feel so dirty."
  323. > Fluttershy is confused
  324. > "Oh, um, it's the door on the right, over there. Could you bring Ashtoreth too? I'm afraid her cum soaked into her wool."
  325. "Yeah, no, no way. I shower alone, thank you very much."
  326. > You all but run to the bathroom
  327. > The ponies are talking, but you can't hear them over the sound of rushing, cleansing water
  328. > You remove your clothes and lose yourself in the water flowing all over you
  329. > A scarce few minutes later, there is a knock at the door
  330. "What."
  331. > "Um, I just wanted to let you know, that you have passed the first test. Now for the second."
  332. > The door opens, and a purple light wraps around the edge of the shower curtain
  333. > Oh hell no
  334. > You grip the edge as well, and pull against massive resistance
  335. > In retrospect, a battle between Twilight's magic and your own strength was doomed to failure
  336. > As it is, you end up half in and half out of the tub, dripping and on full display
  337. > This is the last straw
  338. "I've had it! I've been unjustly shunned by a bunch of flighty ponies, defiled by a sheep, and now you pull this! I'm better off in my home, away from all you monsters!"
  339. > You scoop up your clothes, taking a moment to put on your boxers
  340. > Fluttershy gives you a weak smile
  341. > "You passed test two?"
  342. > You stare hate directly into her eyes
  343. "Enough with the stupid tests! Let me put it into terms you can understand. You have failed basic decency. And you, Twilight, going along with this! I feel sorry for Nat, having a waifu with a wandering eye."
  344. > You stomp out of the cottage, animals parting before you
  345. > By the time you get home, you are half burned out, closer to surly than incandescent rage
  346. > The shack is empty, you suppose Celestia's duties called
  347. > Fine by you
  348. > You throw your clothes in the basket and pull on some clean ones
  349. > You don't trust yourself to work on your commission with any delicacy, so you return to caving the wooden apple
  350. > Wordless frustration simmers in the back of your mind
  351. > It's a point of pride, that you are still a moral person, no matter what happens
  352. > You accidentally gouge a little too much from the apple
  353. > You throw the damn thing, and sink back into your chair
  354. > This, this isn't helping
  355. > You just listen to yourself breathe
  356. > Anger seeps out of you in tiny increments, leaving weariness in its wake
  357. > The sun has risen a fair amount before you feel relatively calm
  358. > Then you hear a knock on your door
  359. > You walk a fine line between violence and despair as you go to answer it
  360.  
  361. > "We're-"
  362. > Slam
  363. > Feels good man
  364. > There is no way you want to talk to those two right now
  365. > You just manage to get back to your chair when Twilight teleports in
  366. "Get out."
  367. > She looks at you with tearful eyes, and lowers her head to the ground
  368. > "I wanted to a-apologize to you and your waifu."
  369. > Your w-
  370. "An apology isn't enough. Fluttershy mind controlled me while a sheep sexually assaulted my leg! And you just watched. Get out."
  371. > She whispers, "I'm so sorry." and disappears
  372. > Good riddance
  373.  
  374. > Be Twilight Sparkle
  375. > You have made a terrible mistake, and you aren't entirely sure how to fix it
  376. > Anon is angry and alone
  377. > Ponyville...pulled another Zecora incident
  378. > Fluttershy peers at you from behind her mane
  379. > "What did he say?"
  380. "Saying sorry isn't enough."
  381. > She nods sadly
  382. > Guilt churns in your stomach
  383. "There has to be a way to make it up to him. It's not a romance problem, and I'm not sure what kind of gift we could give that would say 'I'm sorry we forced you into bestiality.' What do you think, Fluttershy?"
  384. > You begin trotting towards Ponyville, and she comes up beside
  385. > "We could never bother him again. I am very quiet, I could do that."
  386. "That's not really a solution, it's more like ignoring the problem."
  387. > "We could do that too."
  388. > Fluttershy is a great friend, you remind yourself
  389. > She just doesn't handle stress well
  390. > Although, you could say that about the whole town
  391. > The whole town
  392. > Crap
  393. "We're going to have to convince all of Ponyville that Anon isn't a rapist."
  394. > "Oh. That's a lot of ponies."
  395. "We're going to need someone...popular,"
  396. > "Pinkie Pie?"
  397. "Someone who is good at giving favors..."
  398. > "Pinkie Pie."
  399. "Someone with tact."
  400. > "Pinkie- oh. Rarity?"
  401. > You nod
  402. "If anyone will know what to do, it's her."
  403. > You hope
  404.  
  405. > Rarity sips from her tea
  406. > "Now, what can I do for you two?"
  407. > This is going to be awkward
  408. "So, remember how Luna scared everypony on nightmare night?"
  409. > "Yes?"
  410. "And how Zecora was shunned because she was a zebra?"
  411. > "What, is there some other stranger...who comes into town...and this is about Anonymous, isn't it?"
  412. > You nod
  413. > Rarity sighs
  414. > "He must think we're terribly skittish, mustn't he?"
  415. > Fluttershy winces
  416. > "Right now, he thinks we're monsters."
  417. > Rarity furrows her brow
  418. > "Why ever should he think that? Is having a bucket on one's head so unpleasant?"
  419. > Fluttershy mumbles something
  420. > Rarity frowns
  421. > "What was that?"
  422. > You come to Fluttershy's rescue
  423. "We may have let a sheep get friendly with him. And barged in on his shower."
  424. > "I hardly see why that's a problem. Sheep are gentle, and it's not like friends can't take showers together..."
  425. "Anon has a thing about wearing clothes all the time, so seeing him without clothes can be embarrassing for him."
  426. > That's one of the first pieces of human culture you learned
  427. > "Personally, I think wearing clothes all the time is more embarrassing. Formal wear loses all meaning when it is daily wear."
  428.  "Even so, that's how he is. And, um. The ewe was very friendly. And not entirely gentle."
  429. > "How do you mea-"
  430. > Rarity gives Fluttershy a disbelieving look
  431. > "And he just let it happen? With a sheep?"
  432. > Fluttershy lowers her head, once again hiding behind her mane
  433. "He didn't have much choice."
  434. > Rarity rubs her face with a hoof
  435. > "I think it would be fair to say, this is the worst. Possible. Thing. Well, first things first, we must all apologize."
  436. > Rarity set her cup aside
  437. > You and Fluttershy hurry to block her path
  438. "That's probably not the best idea right now."
  439. > Fluttershy nods fervently
  440. > "He was very angry when we tried."
  441. > Rarity's mouth twists in dissatisfaction
  442. > "Second things first, then. It would be best to go to Mayor Mare, I believe."
  443.  
  444. > That evening, a crowd has gathered in the town square
  445. > Mayor Mare steps up to the podium
  446. > "Mares and gentlecolts! I have called this meeting to deal with the problem of Anonymous."
  447. > The crowd murmurs with anger and excitement
  448. > A few pitchforks and torches serruptitiously rise from the throng
  449. > Mayor Made clears her throat
  450. > "First, let us clear up any misunderstandings. Who here has been raped by Anonymous? Raise your hoof."
  451. > Many heads turned, curious to see who had fallen victim to the town menace
  452. > Yet not one hoof was raised
  453. > Mayor Mare continued in a sadder tone
  454. > "Need I remind you of our poor welcome for Zecora, the best herbalist in Ponyville?"
  455. > The crowd murmured in surprise
  456. > The few ponies who said something about ziggers were immediately shushed
  457. > "Or how we first welcomed the awkward, yet kind Princess of the Night?"
  458. > A few of the torches and pitchforks quietly disappeared
  459. > "Who here remembers how Anonymous gave the best belly rubs at the spa? Or how he climbed the trees with monkey-like grace and retrieved foals' balloons?"
  460. > Ponies avoided each other's eyes
  461. > "And who here has bought one of the delightful little wooden statues from three of our bravest fillies? As Mayor of Ponyville, I would like to acknowledge kindness and earnestness of Applebloom,  Scootaloo, and Sweetie Bell."
  462. > The fillies clamber up onto the platform, awed at all the attention they were getting
  463. > "For their aide to one of Ponyville's citizens in his darkest times, I award them the Crystal Heart medal."
  464. > The fillies puff out their chests proudly as the medals are affixed to their cloaks
  465. > The Mayor addresses the crowd once again
  466. > "Now, I intend to deliver a formal apology on behalf of this town to Anonymous. I will be very disappointed in whoever does not accompany me to Anonymous' house."
  467. > Some of the ponies shake their pitchforks in the air
  468. > "To Anonymous' house!" They yell
  469.  
  470. > Be Anon
  471. > You're feeling better, now
  472. > You've taken a nap, eaten some dinner, and now you're working on the commission and feeling nicely busy for once
  473. > You sit by the window, taking in the empty plains that lead toward Ponyville
  474. > It's very tranquil
  475. > Then you see a light coming up in the west
  476. > You idly wonder if sunbutt got drunk
  477. > Only it's not the sun, it's a mob of ponies
  478. > Oh hell
  479. > You start barricading the front door with what little furniture you have
  480. > It was only a matter of time, you suppose
  481. > You can hear the hellish noise of the many voices of the mob
  482. > Some deluded soul knocks on your door
  483. > "Anonymous, we have something for you."
  484. > Death, most likely
  485. "Nice try."
  486. > The sound of the mob changes slightly
  487. > Then you get tackled from behind by three fillies
  488. > You roll over, and find the crusaders grinning at you
  489. > Sweetie Bell climbs up onto your chest
  490. > "Everypony came to say they're sorry!"
  491. > ...
  492. "Really."
  493. > They nod happily
  494. "What are the torches and pitchforks for then?"
  495. > They glance at each other
  496. > Scootaloo shrugs
  497. > "It's dark out, and walking sticks?"
  498. > Applebloom looks at you with big, pleading eyes
  499. > "So won't you please come out and say hi to everypony?"
  500. > It's not like they couldn't come in the back door if they wanted
  501. "Fine, now let me up."
  502. > Sweetie Bell giggles and jumps off
  503. > You come around the corner of your house, and see that they really don't seem to be angry
  504. > Mayor Mare gives you a polite smile and comes forward
  505. > "On behalf of Ponyville, I deliver this formal apology. Within are such reparations that might go some way towards ameliorating any damages you may have suffered."
  506. > You numbly accept then scroll, and whisper,
  507. "A rather quick change in opinion."
  508. > The Mayor smiles ruefully and replies in a like manner
  509. > "We have some history with being very wrong about outsiders. Honestly, I think most of the ponies here just like being in one big herd, be it a mob or a demonstration of civic-mindedness."
  510. "Oh, I see."
  511. > Still, it makes you nervous to have so many torches near your mostly wooden house
  512. > Better make a speech
  513. "Citizens of Ponyville! I accept your apology, and wish you well in your endeavors. Now please leave without setting anything on fire."
  514. > You hear a few groans of disappointment from the crowd, but they disperse readily enough
  515. > Mayor Mare regards you with an amused expression
  516. > "I must say, that was very eloquent. Although, I have to ask now that we aren't on opposite sides of the mob, is there any truth to the rumors?"
  517. > You give her a flat look
  518. "I'm not a rapist."
  519. > She looks you up and down
  520. > "Even so, if you ever, well. Let me just say, that I am an eager and attentive public servant."
  521. > She winks at you and sashays away
  522. > Okay
  523. > That is certainly strange icing on the fucked up cake that you are too stuffed to eat
  524. > You go back inside and lay down on your bed
  525. > You fall asleep, a faint scent of vanilla rising from the pillow and sheets
  526.  
  527. > You read the scroll over breakfast
  528. > Bla bla bla
  529. > Very sorry
  530. > Oh hey, vouchers for nearly every shop
  531. > You browse the list, noting some familiar names
  532. > And, "Meat Stew - Fluttershy's Animal Rehabilitation Center"
  533. > Is she really going to kill that sheep?
  534. > You aren't sure how you feel about that
  535. > Something to check on for lunch, you guess
  536. > You work some more on your commission, but you find yourself feeling restless
  537. > Last night almost seems like a dream, but you have the scroll right there
  538. > Might as well see how they react to you, now that the townfolk have admitted they were wrong
  539. > You skim the list of offers again, and
  540. > Hold on, why is Rarity offering seven full suits for free?
  541. > Is this more of what was going on with the mayor?
  542. > ...
  543. > That might not be so bad
  544. > Thirty minutes later sees you out the door, carefully groomed, and scroll in hand
  545. > You reach Ponyville just as the shops and stalls begin to open
  546. > The ponies call out their greetings, some smiles more nervous than others
  547. > You respond in kind
  548. > To be honest, you've gotten used to shopping at abandoned stalls, so you're a little nervous as well
  549. > You make your way to the carrousel boutique and open the door
  550. > Rarity looks up at the sound and puts on a pleasant expression
  551. > "Oh, Anonymous, it is good to see you. Won't you sit down on the divan? I must fetch something."
  552. "Alright..."
  553. > It still feels odd, no longer being a source of fear
  554. > She returns quickly, floating a wrapped cylinder to you
  555. > "Please, open it."
  556. > The paper falls away to reveal...
  557. > A bucket
  558. > A familiar bucket
  559. "Am I supposed to wear it?"
  560. > Rarity blushes a little at that
  561. > "I do hope you will forgive me for that. Rather, I want you to have it, as a sign of my trust in your true character."
  562. > Eh, it's a bucket
  563. "Then I shall take it in the spirit it was given. Speaking of which, I don't want to appear ungrateful, but seven suits seems a bit...extravagant."
  564. > Measuring tape snakes out of some drawers, gathering in little piles
  565. > Rarity looks a little too eager
  566. > "I had noticed, darling, that you tend to wear clothes rather often."
  567. "Yes?"
  568. > She starts to circle you slowly
  569. > "You have also become something of a figure of note. To put it simply, if you wear my fashions around town, it will both make you seem more respectable, and introduce my work to those who might not usually pay attention. Is that palatable to your sensibilities?"
  570. > Surprisingly calculating for the Element of Generosity, yet you suppose she still has a business to run
  571. > You look down at the bucket in your hands
  572. > It was only ever a mild inconvenience
  573. "You've got yourself a deal."
  574. > "Wahahah! Wonderful, Anonymous, simply wonderful. Now, if you would please stand, I have a great many measurements to do."
  575. > You let your mind go blank as the tape stretches across various portions of your body
  576. > ...
  577. > She wasn't kidding about how many measurements she is taking
  578. > Might as well make with the small talk
  579. "You know, when I first saw the voucher, I thought you were buttering me up for, ah-"
  580. > You pause, suddenly regretting the indelicate nature of your statement
  581. > Rarity pauses in her work
  582. > "Hmmm?"
  583. "Oh, nothing, it was a nonsensical thought."
  584. > She smirks at that
  585. > "Really, Anonymous, I admire your attempt to avert a faux pas, but the damage is quite done. I can only imagine you thought I would, what, proposition you or something?"
  586. > Maybe if you say nothing, she will-
  587. > Rarity blinks a few times
  588. > "That was it precisely? Well, sorry to dash your hopes, dear. I do hear the Mayor may have certain interests in xenophilic relations, if that's any consolation."
  589. > You cough nervously
  590. "Yes, she made that rather clear."
  591. > Rarity giggles at your discomfort
  592. > "Pardon me, but your plight is not without its humor. Now, I have one last measurement to do, but it's rather...intimate. Would you mind running this tape from the middle of your waist, between your legs, then to the opposite side of your waist?"
  593. > You take the tape and hesitate
  594. > "Would you rather I do it?"
  595. "No, no, that will not be necessary."
  596. > You perform the measurement, handing off the tape once you are done
  597. > She accepts it and marks down the last data point
  598. > "Thank you, darling. You really have been quite the gentlecolt, and I shall look forward to your next visit."
  599. > You nod pleasantly at her
  600. "As shall I. See you later, Rarity."
  601. > As you exit the shop, you feel quite optimistic about your future
  602. > You make it a few feet down the street before Rainbow Dash lands in front of you, still glaring like before
  603. > Welp
  604.  
  605. > "They may forget about the whole thing, but don't you think I'm going to let my guard down around you. I'll always know what you really are!"
  606. > You sigh
  607. "It was just a dream,"
  608. > "Just a dream? It was a dream about raping me!"
  609. > You frown
  610. "It's not like I can control what I dream about. Besides, I know you were getting off to the idea of me rutting Twilight yesterday."
  611. > "I imagined a stallion, not you!"
  612. > You raise your eyebrows
  613. "You still fantasized about your friend getting railed. You actually made that choice. I think we're even."
  614. > Rainbow's wings flare
  615. > "I'll never be as sick as you!"
  616. > With that, she flies off into the clouds
  617. > You shrug and resolve to write some stories, perhaps about Fluttershy and Mr. Bear
  618. > You can always claim they were actually for Butterfry
  619.  
  620. > Mmmm, fried in butter
  621. > Your stomach growls, and you have your next destination
  622. > As you walk back out of town, you see a flash of pink out of the corner of your eye
  623. > ALL HANDS TO BATTLE STATIONS
  624. > BEGIN DEFENSIVE MANEUVERS
  625. > A hoof snags your shoulder, and Pinkie Pie swings into view, a large cake in her other hoof
  626. > "Oooooooooohhh,"
  627. > Oh no
  628. > A dancing chorus of background ponies quickly encircles the two of you
  629. > "We want to tell our favorite ape this,"
  630. > " We're so glad you're not a rapist!"
  631. "Right, good. Well, I-"
  632. > "Sooooooooooooo,"
  633. "God damn it."
  634. > "To balance all the hateful wordses,"
  635. > "Here's some celebratory foodses!"
  636. "Okay, thanks, this looks great. Now if you'll excuse me..."
  637. > "Weeeeeeeeee'rrrreeeeeeee,"
  638. > You rather preferred when they would throw cupcakes and yell insults
  639. > "Ecstatic you won't fill us with semen,"
  640. > "Nor give our pussies a reamin'!"
  641. "Classy."
  642. > "Heeeeeeeerrrrreeeeee,"
  643. > "This is thanks for all our sake,"
  644. > "We baked you a no-rape-cake!"
  645. > The background ponies cheer and wander off, no longer compelled by the musical group mind
  646. "The song is over now, right?"
  647. > Pinkie Pie nods cheerfully
  648. > "Yuppers. Although~, if you want I could sing it again!"
  649. "Once was enough, thank you."
  650. > "You're welcome! Now don't be a stranger, alright?"
  651. "Sure thing."
  652. > She beams at you, then bounces away
  653. > So, you have a cake and a half an hour walk to your home, and then to Fluttershy's
  654. > Might as well get started
  655.  
  656. > Be Twilight Sparkle
  657. > Anon looks much happier today, it looks like the plan worked
  658. > You feel proud about the friendship report you sent to Celestia
  659. > All of Ponyville is back on good terms, most of your friends too
  660. > Rainbow Dash... that's going to take time
  661. > Aside from that, the only one that's left is Applejack
  662. > You find her about where you expect her, out bucking trees
  663. > She takes a break when she notices you
  664. > "Well, howdy Twilight! What brings you out here?"
  665. "I thought I'd let you know about some developments in town."
  666. > "Oh?"
  667. "Last night, the whole town got together and went down to Anonymous' house."
  668. > "Y'all ran him out? Yer tellin' me he could be comin' for me, waitin' til I let mah guard down, and he just up and fills me with his seed?"
  669. > Your jaw drops
  670. "That's not it at all! It turns out no one has been raped, and we all apologized for shunning him, and now we can all live in harmony!"
  671. > Applejack shakes her head
  672. > "That's all fine and dandy for you to say, but ah'm afraid ah can't be as forgivin'. After all, look at mah tush. Ah've seen Anon a starin', and that was when we thought he was a fine, well mannered fella."
  673. > It is a nice butt, you have to admit
  674. "Applejack, he is a well mannered fellow."
  675. > The farmpony set her jaw
  676. > It seems she's going to be stubborn about this
  677. > " 'Course he is, around you! No offense, but there ain't no stallions a fightin' for a taste of your pie, if you catch mah meanin'."
  678. > Did she just-
  679. "Did you just imply I'm ugly?"
  680. > "You ain't ugly, Twilight. You just ain't a full enough package for colts to overlook your bookish ways."
  681. "Full enough package? I'm not the pony who is so proud of her body that she thinks an innocent being wants to rape her!"
  682. > "It ain't pride! I just know he wants to knock me up, and use me, and make y'all watch, and kiss his real marefriend, and call me a low down dirty whore, greedy for his hot dickin'."
  683. > ...
  684. > This might not be a matter of pride after all
  685. "Did somepony do this to you before?"
  686. > Applejack snorts
  687. > "Like hell. Big Mac or ah woulda beat anypony as tried. That's just it though, Anon ain't no pony, he got his predator strength, and that musk that lets you know deep down that the only reason you ain't on the menu is that he ain't hungry yet."
  688. > Something about this is off, yet familiar
  689. "So, you would fight, but he's so strong and dangerous, it's better if you just...let it happen?"
  690. > Applejack smiles in relief
  691. > "You do understand. Most of the time, ah can put it out of mah mind, but when he's around, ah can't stop thinkin' about how he's gonna take me, and pump me full of his monkey cum."
  692. "Or how the library is so deep and quiet, no one will come to help you, even if you struggle."
  693. > Applejack shifts her hind legs a little
  694. > "Ah'm almost always alone out here, Twi. He could knock me out and make me his cock slave, and nopony would notice for hours."
  695. > It's getting a little hot out, even in the shade
  696. "I don't leave the library often, so he could tie me up for days, and nopony would know. Just me, him, and whatever he wanted to do to me."
  697. > "Ah have all that rope too, he wouldn't have to go far, just tie me up in the barn and rut me til ah'm out of mah mind."
  698. > By now both of you are breathing rather heavily
  699. > You know this feeling, you know it well
  700. > Those muggy nights after reading records of historical conquests
  701. > Those shameful griffin magazines
  702. > Poor Applejack thinks she's scared of Anon
  703. > It's up to you to teach her
  704. "You know, we're alone right now."
  705. > Applejack's eyes widen
  706. > "You think he'd rape both of us? Make us watch each other get violated?"
  707. > You take a step forward, preparing your magic
  708. "Does that make you excited? Let me see."
  709. > You levitate her front end up, leaving bare her dripping marehood
  710. > She yelps
  711. > "Hey now, no need to do anythin'-"
  712. > You take a lick, your tongue lingering and dipping into every fold of her marehood
  713. > She shivers, her eyes rolling back in her head for a brief moment
  714. > "Twi?"
  715. > You set her on her back on the ground
  716. "Anon isn't a rapist, Applejack. You just want to be raped."
  717. > "No! Ah-"
  718. > You pour on the magic, pressing her limbs firmly against the ground
  719. > You drag the edge of your hoof gently down her barrel
  720. "You are all alone, held down by an irresistible force, and your marehood is winking. Can you honestly say you don't wish Anon would rape you?"
  721. > "Ah- Twilight, ah can honestly say..."
  722. "Yes?"
  723. > She looks at you with an embarrassed expression
  724. > "This would be nicer if you weren't a mare."
  725. > Luckily, you came prepared
  726. "How about this?"
  727. > You bring Nat out, his boner fully erect
  728. > He's such a perfect human, you just knew you couldn't keep him all to yourself
  729. > Applejack's eyes are fixated on his shaft
  730. > "Does that work? Can it...consummate?"
  731. > You walk the doll over, giving his ass a playful squeeze with your hoof
  732. "It took some minor enchanting, and some tubes and alterations, but yes! Now, close your eyes and think of Equestria."
  733. > It feels a little weird, watching your husbando penetrate another mare, but the smile on Applejack's face is worth it
  734. > Besides, once he's done with her, he can rut you on top of her, and kiss you because you are his real marefriend
  735. > Be Anon
  736. > Not really looking forward to seeing Fluttershy again
  737. > Still, it had to happen sometime, and it would be better now, on your own terms
  738. > And there is the promise of meat
  739. > You knock on the cottage door
  740. > It opens
  741. > "Oh! Anon, hi. Um."
  742. > It doesn't help that you are carefully avoiding her eyes
  743. "Hello Fluttershy. I saw a voucher for meat stew, and I have to ask, is it Ashtoreth?"
  744. > "Ashtoreth? Oh nonono, the meat comes from one of the poor dead critters the animals bring me."
  745. > That's kinda weird
  746. > Wait
  747. "Carrion meat?"
  748. > Butterquiet tilts her head
  749. > "A little? Don't worry, it's very fresh, and I preserve a fair amount too. Normally I'd feed it to the bears and other meat eaters, but I guess you are one too."
  750. > She glides over to the kitchen
  751. > "Um, take a seat? Your stew should be done in a bit."
  752. > You sit down on a divan, brushing some fur off the cushion
  753. > An awkward silence reigns, underlined by the nervous staccato chopping of the kitchen knife
  754. > Her usual personality is pretty timid, and you can't help but think of what happened last time you were here
  755. > You don't know if you will ever forgive or forget, but
  756. "There were a lot of ponies at my house last night. I'm sure that took some effort."
  757. > Fluttershy pauses in her work
  758. > "Oh no! I didn't use my stare or anything I promise! Besides, it was mostly Twilight and Rarity who..."
  759. > Her voice drifts off in a mumble
  760. "Even so, thanks. That sheep thing... I doubt I'll ever forgive you for that. Still, if we never talk about it again, we can at least get along."
  761. > She gives you a solemn nod
  762. > "I can do that. I'm very good at not talking."
  763. > You smile a little at that
  764. "Alright then."
  765. > As you wait for the meal to cook, you listen to the sounds of the cottage
  766. > There is a lot of scrabbling about, and softer rustles
  767. > From time to time, a small furry animal scampers from one hole to another
  768. > Where your shack has an aching silence, this one has a living silence
  769. > Maybe you should get a pet sometime
  770. > At last, the stew is done
  771. > Your mouth is already watering
  772. > You get tunnel vision
  773. > There is only you and the stew
  774. > You scoop up some meat and potato
  775. > Your taste buds politely inform you that you have died and gone to heaven
  776. > Tears fall unchecked from your blind eyes
  777. > You somehow get another spoonful
  778. > This is not just any meat
  779. "Was this from a cow?"
  780. > Buttercry is panicking
  781. > "I'm so sorry! Were you friends with a cow? You lost your best cow friend? Please, I'll make some other stew-"
  782. > You shake your head, color and shapes returning to your vision
  783. "Don't worry, Butterfry,"
  784. > "I'm Fluttershy?"
  785. "Right. Don't worry, you have reunited me with a very old friend of mine, the taste of beef. It was an intensely spiritual experience I do not have the words to describe. Please, if ever you have cow meat again, let me know."
  786. > She starts to settle down
  787. > "O-okay? It was good?"
  788. "Fluttershy, I am going to eat this bowl full of stew, then the rest of the stew in that pot, even if it makes me feel sick afterward. If you have any more of that meat, I will pay you whatever you want for it."
  789. > And that is exactly what you do
  790. > You walk home, your hands full with Fluttershy's immense meat package
  791. > You feel a little bloated, having most of a pot of stew in your stomach
  792. > It was worth it
  793. > At any rate, you see your shack around the bend in the trail
  794. > And on your doorstep, a certain alicorn is tied up
  795. > It had been quiet on that front, you suppose
  796. > As you get nearer, she notices you
  797. > "Ah, woe is me, for some villain has tied me up and left me at the mercies of the devilish human!"
  798. > You wonder how she fantasizes away her immense magical power in these little scenarios
  799. > You come to a stop a few feet from her
  800. "Having fun down there?"
  801. > She leans her head back in melodramatic distress
  802. > "What twisted words! Who can save me from his mind games? Even now I find myself compelled to submit to his will!"
  803. > You hear a voice from above
  804. > "I'll save you, Princess!"
  805. > Celestia pauses
  806. > "What?"
  807. > You're too busy getting tackled by an angry pegasus
  808. > Luckily, your meat takes most of the impact, but you still hit the ground fairly hard
  809. "The hell, Rainbow Dash?"
  810. > She glares at you
  811. > "You've gone too far! I'll defend Celestia from your filthy hands!"
  812. > Celestia scowls
  813. > "No! Go away!"
  814. > Rainbow slowly turns to look at sunbutt
  815. > "Are you alright, Princess?"
  816. > "I was about to get some hot human action! Now go!"
  817. > Rainbow backs away from the both of you
  818. > "You...want him? Even though he had a dream about raping me?"
  819. > Celestia manages to blush
  820. > You don't have time for this
  821. "Look, this is fascinating and all, but I have a lot of meat that I need to pack away, so excuse me if I don't get involved."
  822. > Rainbow looks at you with disgust
  823. > "You eat meat? That figures."
  824. > You walk up to her, the slab of meat in your hands
  825. "I know you were friends with a griffon. You really should be more understanding."
  826. > Then you slap her with your meat package, hard
  827. > She staggers back, angry and a little creeped out
  828. > Celestia's eyes are wide
  829. > "Oh! Slap me with your meat! I mean, oh no, what if the human slaps me with his meat?"
  830. > Rainbow looks at the princess in confusion
  831. > "What's wrong with you?"
  832. > You sigh
  833. "Ever since the ponies around here started thinking I was a rapist, Celestia has been trying to cheer me up by pretending to be turned on by the idea."
  834. > "I was never pretending."
  835. > ...
  836. > You turn slowly to look at her
  837. > She blushes
  838. > Rainbow's jaw drops
  839. > Celestia pouts
  840. > "Would you believe he has never done anything about it? Here I am, with the finest hindquarters in Equestria, in all kinds of compromising positions, and he has done nothing!"
  841. > Dash looks at you warily
  842. > "I don't believe it."
  843. > Celestia nods fervently
  844. > "Me either! One time, I even pretended to fall asleep with my marehood over his face! You know what he did? He pushed me off, the wrapped me in a blanket!"
  845. "You were awake the whole time?"
  846. > Sunbutt smiles
  847. > "I did rather like how you manhandled me. So strong."
  848. > Rainbow Dash gives you a skeptical look
  849. > "Even I would have gone for that. What's wrong with you?"
  850. "Well, of course you would have gone for that."
  851. > She glares at you
  852. > "What's that supposed to mean?"
  853. > You roll your eyes
  854. "You think mares are pretty and you like to touch them."
  855. > She starts to blush
  856. > "Sh-shut up!"
  857. > Celestia grins
  858. > "Go on! Use your twisted mind to expose her lust! Oh, and Rainbow Dash, there isn't anything wrong with liking mares. You are not the first of my little ponies to feel that way, it's perfectly normal."
  859. > The pegasus blinks
  860. > "Really?"
  861. > Celestia nods
  862. > Bluefast blinks again
  863. > "Oh."
  864. > You walk to your door
  865. > Your meat has no time for this
  866. "Congratulations, we have all learned something this day. We could even write a letter to sum it all up, but I intend to put this meat in the icebox before it spoils. So excuse me, Princess."
  867. > You are about to step over sunbutt-
  868. > "Please, slap me with your meat."
  869. > You roll your eyes
  870. > Still, she's been nice to you
  871. > You grip your meat firmly and swing it against her face
  872. > Her head turns with the blow, a goofy smile on her face
  873. "Right then."
  874. > You step over her, and into your house
  875. > After you toss it into your icebox, you wash your hands in the basin
  876. "I am innocent of the blood of this cow meat: see ye to it."
  877. > Having entrusted the icebox to this grave task, you turn once more to sorting out the mess out front
  878. > Rainbow is scowling at the sky
  879. > Celestia smiles at your return
  880. > "Done playing with your meat?"
  881. "Soon enough. With any luck, it'll get nice and hard in the icebox."
  882. > You look up to see what Rainbow is staring at
  883. > A cloud, you guess
  884. > You shake your head and approach Skittles
  885. "So, aside from the dream thing, we cool?"
  886. > "I'm the coolest."
  887. > She blinks, then looks at you with an irritated expression on her face
  888. > "What were you saying?"
  889. > You resist the urge to roll your eyes
  890. "I asked if we are cool, in the sense of hostilities."
  891. > "I'm still the coolest. But yeah, just keep your stinky meat away from me, and we'll be cool."
  892. > You shrug
  893. "It's on ice. So what are you angry at now?"
  894. > Rainbow scowls at the sky again
  895. > "Luna. If she didn't open that stupid Canterlot Mouth of hers, we wouldn't be in this mess."
  896. "We should get back at her somehow..."
  897. > Dash grins at you
  898. > "Let's prank her together! Go get your stinking meat!"
  899. > You set your hands on your hips
  900. "Hell no! That's my precious beef, and I will not part with it!"
  901. > The pegasus rolls her eyes
  902. > "Whatever. So, you up for pranking the peeping princess?"
  903. "Count me in."
  904. > You turn to the amused mare tied up on your doorstep
  905. "Hey, we're punking your sister. Wanna come?"
  906. > Celestia casually breaks the ropes binding her legs, getting up and stretching her legs like a certain pegasus about to leap into flight
  907. > "I always want to come with you, Anon."
  908. "Sweet, I could use a ride."
  909. > Sunbutt lowers herself to the ground, and you climb onto her back
  910. > "You are welcome to ride me anytime, anywhere."
  911. > Rainbow Dash groans
  912. > "Come on, that's not even subtle!"
  913. > Celestia grins at you
  914. > "Yes, come on, me."
  915. "Sorry, Sunbutt, you already used that innuendo. No points."
  916. > She pouts
  917. > Rainbow chokes on air
  918. > "Sunbutt?"
  919. > You sigh
  920. "Can we just go? Revenge is a dish best served now."
  921. > Rainbow eyes the princess, and grins
  922. > "Race ya!"
  923. > The ponies leap into the air, furiously flapping their wings to gain altitude
  924. > It is about then that you remember you don't handle heights that well
  925. > You bury your face in Celestia's neck
  926. "Oh god, I'm so high right now. I'm not sure I can handle this..."
  927. > Sunbutt chuckles
  928. > "You can handle me, if it makes you feel better."
  929. "Not the time!"
  930. > Your ears pop several times during the ascent
  931. > Stupid competitive flying horses
  932. > At last you hear hooves clatter on stone, and you know you have arrived
  933.  
  934. > You shakily slide off Celestia's back, a little chilly, but you know better than to say anything about it
  935. > When you focus on the mares, they're smiling from behind their hooves-
  936. > Well, Sunbutt is
  937. > Rainbow is just pointing and laughing
  938. > "Is it wittew Anon's first time?"
  939. > You grimace
  940. "Laugh it up, featherball. I've never ridden a horse, let alone a flying one."
  941. > Celestia's eyes go wide
  942. > "I was your first? I-I'm so happy!"
  943. > You scowl at her
  944. "Aren't you supposed to be pretending to be scared of my evil ways?"
  945. > She winks at you
  946. > "In private, Anon. In public, I'm afraid I must be wild hearted, yet motherly."
  947. > Rainbow shakes her head at you
  948. > "I still can't believe you didn't tap that."
  949. > You shrug
  950. "Not everything is about sex, you know."
  951. > Dash gives you another dubious look, then turns to Celestia
  952. > "We should go somewhere secret to plan out the pranking campaign. Any place like that around here?"
  953. > Sunbutt smirks
  954. > "I have one in mind. Follow me."
  955. > She sets off at a stately trot, and you and Rainbow follow behind
  956. > The hallways are largely empty, the occasional scribe or servant passing by with only a cursory nod
  957. > What this means is, you are now focused on the generous sway of the hips in front of you
  958. > Rainbow Dash whispers, "Damn." and bites her lip
  959. > Celestia casts an amused glance over her shoulder
  960. > "Oh, how inconsiderate of me."
  961. > She lifts her tail up and to the side
  962. > Between the shifting muscles of her ass, and the bared marevag, your boner is almost painful in its intensity
  963. > Rainbow seems to be even more affected
  964. > She breathes huskily, her wings at full mast
  965. > "I'm going in, Anon."
  966. "Wha-"
  967. > Rainbow darts forward and buries her mouth in Sunbutt's pussy
  968. > Celestia's visible eye widens
  969. > "Oh! That's a little too..."
  970. > Dash's tongue dips deeply into the sunflower, lapping at her sweet nectar
  971. > The princess bites her lip
  972. > "Never mind."
  973. > She starts walking again, and Rainbow struggles to keep up
  974. > Meanwhile, your pants are getting too tight
  975. > You sidle up to Celestia's flank, and give it a good squeeze
  976. > She actually squeaks in surprise
  977. > Sunbutt comes to a halt, her breath hitching as that drives Dash's tongue deeper
  978. > Celestia looks at you with half-lidded eyes
  979. > "It's about time."
  980. > There's a flash of golden light, and you find yourself in a room you vaguely recognize
  981. > Wasn't this where Celestia reads some of the letters?
  982. > Dark blue walls, purple carpeting, a long golden cushion on a darker purple pad
  983. > This is Celestia's bedroom
  984. > The mare in question flops on her back onto the sleeping pad, a classy futon, you suppose
  985. > Dash immediately resumes eating her out
  986. "Dang, Dash, am I going to have a turn?"
  987. > Her voice is muffled by Celestia's flesh
  988. > "Mph Mhk."
  989. > Tough luck, you suppose
  990. > Sunbutt strokes the pegasus's mane fondly
  991. > She then looks at you with an obviously faked expression of horror
  992. > "Oh no! I have been brought low by the expert tongue of the human's servant,"
  993. > "Mrhmn?"
  994. > "Hush. What ever shall I do? I fear for the sanctity of my mouth, for that is the only hole available to him."
  995. > Well, when you put it that way...
  996. > You unzip your pants and stand over Celestia
  997. > Your heart races as you deploy your boner
  998. > Celestia licks her lips
  999. > You reach down and grab Sunbutt's head, thrusting into her mouth
  1000. > She hums with pleasure, her tongue swirling around your dick in her hot, wet mouth
  1001. > You groan in pleasure, instinctively thrusting back and forth
  1002. > Your hands drift, gripping her horn, grasping at the silken hairs of her mane
  1003. > As your hand shifts slightly on her horn, Celestia lets out a muffled keening, and she sucks extra hard on your dick
  1004. > You almost cum then and there, but you hold back by the skin of your teeth
  1005. > You slow your thrusting, moving in time with your hand stroking her horn
  1006. > Sunbutt's eyes roll back, her breathing fast and shallow as she loses what gentle skill she had and sucks and licks your cock with desperate ardor
  1007. > You bring your other hand to bear on the hornjob, losing control yourself
  1008. > Celestia shudders, clamping Rainbow's head down on her nether regions, her mouth making swallowing motions around your manhood
  1009. > At that, you lose the last vestige of restraint, and shoot rope after rope into her exquisite mouth
  1010. > She spends a several long seconds sucking and swallowing, the waves of pleasure nearly blinding you
  1011. > At last, her head falls back, and Dash is released from her honeyed prison
  1012. > Rainbow rolls onto her back, panting
  1013. > You join the club, laying down to rest by Celestia
  1014. "Wow."
  1015. > The two mares grunt in agreement
  1016. > A minute passes, and Sunbutt staggers to her hooves
  1017. "Celestia?"
  1018. > She smiles at your concern
  1019. > "I have yet to reward one of my little ponies for her diligent service."
  1020. > With that, she lowers her mouth to Rainbow's unguarded flower
  1021. > Dash looks down in shock, hips twitching at the gentle ministrations of the sun princess
  1022. > The pegasus lays back slowly, her back arching at the stimulation
  1023. > "Anon?" She says with a strangled voice
  1024. "Yeah?"
  1025. > "It's official. We're cool."
  1026. "Nice."
  1027. > Rainbow's hips start bucking in earnest
  1028. > "Thunderbolts, this feels good~, oh yeah."
  1029. > Celestia hums happily
  1030. > It only takes a few more seconds before Rainbow's hooves are scrabbling for purchase on the floor, an inarticulate yell echoing in the chamber
  1031. > Sunbutt lifts her face from the twitching mare's vagina, then walks over to you to lay down, her head resting on your chest
  1032. > You idly stroke her mane, content with her warmth
  1033. > Then you hear a knocking at the door
  1034. > "Sister, thou wast not at supper, art thou well?"
  1035. > Celestia's eyes widen and she gets up quickly
  1036. > "Oh, I'm fine, my nap just went little longer than I expected."
  1037. > Silence for a moment
  1038. > "Verily? I did not sense thee in dreaming."
  1039. > The door opens
  1040. > "Now, speak tru...ly..."
  1041. > Luna's eyes dart from the embarrassed face of her sister, to your now flacid cock left on display, to Rainbow's prone form
  1042. > She glares at you, magic glowing from her horn
  1043. > You quickly rise to your feet and run towards her
  1044. > She rears back
  1045. > "Rapist! Today thou shalt know justice!"
  1046. > Whatever spell she tried to case was blocked by Celestia's golden light
  1047. > Seizing your chance, you reach up and grab Luna's horn with both hands
  1048. > Immediately, her legs buckle beneath her
  1049. > Moonbutt tries to wrench her horn from your grasp, but it only ends up stimulating her even more, eliciting a small gasp
  1050. > She stares accusingly at her sister
  1051. > "Wilt thou suffer me to be molested so?"
  1052. > Celestia frowns
  1053. > "Sister, I really had hoped this could be settled some other way, but you must listen to this human, and this pony. Otherwise, justice will not be served."
  1054. > Luna scowls at that, then sighs
  1055. > "Very well. Now, wilt thou command the human to cease his audacious touch?"
  1056. > Sunbutt nods at you
  1057. > You let go cautiously, and serruptitiously put your dick away
  1058. > Well, it's not too serruptitious, both of the Princesses watch you do it
  1059. > Luna glares at you
  1060. > "Speak of thy grievance."
  1061. > You glare right back
  1062. > "Some time ago, you intruded on one of my dreams, I think you know which one."
  1063. > Moonbutt nodded
  1064. > "I see thou hast made it reality."
  1065. > Celestia coughed
  1066. > "That was me."
  1067. > Rainbow sighs
  1068. > "And it was AWESOME!"
  1069. > Luna turns back to you, uncertain now
  1070. "You took it upon yourself to warn every pony about my supposed true nature, effectively running me out of house and home and driving me to live on the edge of civilization, dependent on the efforts of the cutie mark crusaders."
  1071. > She nods at that
  1072. > "A fitting consequence."
  1073. > You fight back the urge to punch her smug face
  1074. "Except I have never raped any pony! Not then, not now! You even told the details of the dream to very damn pony in Ponyville!"
  1075. > Rainbow approaches at that, a scowl on her face
  1076. > "Not cool, Princess. Now, when ponies see me, they think of that. Heck, a lot of ponies used to think I was actually raped, and some still do."
  1077. > Luna looks uneasy at that
  1078. > "Mayhaps some discretion would have been advisable on my part..."
  1079. > Celestia shakes her head
  1080. > "Sister, we have a court of law. Even there, what you witness in dreams is not admissible as evidence. Not only did you malign a guest of our world, you also filled his home town with fear and rumor, damaging the reputation of one of it's most loyal fliers."
  1081. > Moonbutt is looking rather apprehensive at this turn of events
  1082. > Celestia continues
  1083. > "Were you any other pony, it would be a simple matter of publishing the truth, and imprisoning the liar. Fortunately for you, much of Ponyville is now convinced of the truth, and my student is working to convince the rest. I would like not to imprison you, as you have spent too long as such. Therefore, I leave your fate to those whom you have wronged."
  1084. > You meet Rainbow's eyes
  1085. > The two of you turn to Sunbutt
  1086. "We're going to need some time to discuss this."
  1087. > Celestia nods
  1088. > "By all means."
  1089.  
  1090. > You and Rainbow Dash retreat to a corner, eying Luna as you whisper
  1091. "I'm thinking mandatory sexy outfits."
  1092. > "How can clothes be sexy? You're just covering things up."
  1093. "It's...hard to explain. At any rate, the outfits might be my part of the punishment, and you can add whatever."
  1094. > "You know, there is one thing covering her up..."
  1095. > Both of you stare at Luna's tail, then meet each others eyes with a grin
  1096. "Okay, so definitely moving the tail out of the way. What should we have her do, so that we can admire the view?"
  1097. > Rainbow chews on her lip thoughtfully
  1098. > "Something that can go on for days..."
  1099. "Cheerleading?"
  1100. > "Can you imagine, with her Canterlot royal voice?"
  1101. > Yeah, not the best idea
  1102. > "Something where she's in our homes, in all sorts of poses..."
  1103. "Have her be a maid? Uniform and all?"
  1104. > Dash hums at that
  1105. > "She'd a have to clean for us, to cook, and shower with us."
  1106. > You raise your eyebrows
  1107. "Ponies shower with their maids?"
  1108. > Rainbow smirks
  1109. > "This one will."
  1110. > Oh yes
  1111. "Sounds like a plan. How long do you think we could stretch this out for?"
  1112. > Dash shrugs
  1113. > "We had our problems for like, two months?"
  1114. "She'll have princess duties. Maybe if she spends an hour in the morning for each of us, we could stretch it to a year?"
  1115. > Rainbow eyed Luna up and down
  1116. > "A year of waking up to that? Hell yeah."
  1117.  
  1118. > When Luna heard the terms, she was outraged
  1119. > "Thou canst not be serious! Thy suggestion is humiliating, most unfitting for a pony of my stature!"
  1120. > Celestia scowls
  1121. > "I think it is highly fitting for a pony of your hubris. Do not tempt me to make this a life long punishment."
  1122. > Luna backs away from Dash's and your eager grins
  1123. > "Methinks I shall accept this year of servitude."
  1124. > Celestia turns a serious face to the two of you
  1125. > "It is a fitting punishment. Please, however, keep in mind that you are not to sexually harass her. It would not do for you two to become criminals in the course of this punishment."
  1126. > You and Dash nod in acquiescence
  1127. "Understood."
  1128. > "Yeah, you got it."
  1129. > Then Sunbutt smiles
  1130. > "I'm so glad you two will be making an honest mare out of her."
  1131. > You grin
  1132. "After we're done with her, she won't be a-maidin'."
  1133. > Rainbow Dash groans
  1134. > "Seriously, you two? Okay, how's this, we'll have so much fun fucking with Luna. Happy?"
  1135. > You meet Celestia's eyes
  1136. > As one, both of you shake your heads
  1137. "Lacked subtlety."
  1138. > "You have much to learn, my little pony."
  1139. > Rainbow huffs at that
  1140. > "Whatever, your little innuendo club is dumb anyways."
  1141. > You rub your chin
  1142. "We should make an innuendo club. I know at least the mayor would be a fun member."
  1143. > Celestia looks interested
  1144. > "Really? The honorable Mayor Mare?"
  1145. > You nod
  1146. "In her own words, she is an 'eager and attentive public servant.'"
  1147. > Rainbow Dash facehoofs
  1148. > "You really weren't supposed to make an actual club."
  1149. > You smirk at her
  1150. "Keep it up, and you may end up inspiring the largest orgy in recorded history."
  1151. > Celestia tilts her head slightly
  1152. > "Public servant..."
  1153. > ...
  1154. "One way to find out..."
  1155. > Dash just rolls her eyes
  1156. > "Whatever, I'm done here. See you in the morning, Luna."
  1157. > Luna nods politely, still a little off balance at the shifting personality of her older sister
  1158. > You and Sunbutt wave as the pegasus flies home
  1159. > Finally, she turns to you with a sultry look
  1160. > "Shall we return to the privacy of your home? I have some rope that's just begging to be taken advantage of."
  1161. > Luna makes a sound of disgust
  1162. > Celestia wears a predatory grin
  1163. > "Oh, would you like to join in? I'm sure Anon here can handle two mares."
  1164. > Moonbutt flees
  1165. "It appears the moon is waning."
  1166. > "You'll see a full moon soon enough."
  1167. > You reach up
  1168. "Until then, I'll have fun making you horny."
  1169. > Your fingers gently curl around the velvety spire on top of her head
  1170. > Celestia takes a sudden, deep breath
  1171. > She gazes at you with sultry eyes
  1172. > "It seems you have a firm grasp on what I like."
  1173. "I remember touching on the subject in the past."
  1174. > With that, you give her horn a slow, twisting stroke
  1175. > Her legs collapse underneath her, and she moans audibly
  1176. > "All is lost! I can feel my magic drain away under his hot touch. Maybe he will teleport us to his remote home, all the better to ravage the beautiful princess!"
  1177. > Eh? Oh, right
  1178. "Very perceptive, Princess. First I shall claim your power, then your body. You are my captive, and I shall enjoy being your master."
  1179. > You tap her horn gently, and a golden light flashes again
  1180. > Back in your home, you proceed to thank Celestia for all her help
  1181. > You thank her so hard
  1182.  
  1183. > Thou art Luna, Princess of the Moon, Nocturnal Sovereign
  1184. > This very morning thou hast set about the task set before thee as an penance
  1185. > Thou alightest upon the cloudy firmament of the Loyalty's dwelling
  1186. > Shame and anger turneth in thy stomach
  1187. > Thou supposest this is by design
  1188. > Nevertheless, thou dost not don thy humble raiment until thou art upon the very threshold of thy solemn duty
  1189. > Tis at this same time that thou afix thy tail to reveal thy secret parts
  1190. > Thus feeling somewhat like an harlot, thou dost enter the stately cloud haven
  1191. > It striketh thee as absurd that, for one so averse to the promptings of fashion, there still lieth stewn about many items of clothing
  1192. > Thy nose is offended upon further investigation; verily thou art needed here
  1193. > Tis with a heavy heart that thou fulfillest the first of the terms of thy punishment
  1194. > Thou dost prod the insensate form of thy guiltbringer
  1195. > She doth moan,
  1196. "Five more minutes, mom."
  1197. > Ah! From whence cometh this stirring in thy bosom?
  1198. > Thou dost gently smooth her unruly hair
  1199. > What light glows in the fluttering eyes, what fondness stirreth in thy breast?
  1200. > Rainbow Dash rouseth, a smile coming but softly to her face
  1201. > "Oh yeah! This is going to be awesome!"
  1202. > Thou snortest
  1203. "Verily."
  1204. > Thou canst scarce track her movement ere she lift thy pittance of a skirt
  1205. > This be thy forfeit, that she is permitted to gaze upon thy marehood, yet thou art unprepared for the boldness in which she doth proceed
  1206. > "Damn, Anon was right, this does make it better."
  1207. "How so?"
  1208. > To thy relief, she doth lower the skirt o'er thy nethers
  1209. > "Something about covering up makes revealing your pussy more exciting."
  1210. > To thy shock, she doth lift thy skirt again, her bold hooves grazing thy hindquarters
  1211. > "Oh yeah, I'm liking this already."
  1212. > Whence cometh the heat to thy face?
  1213. > Thou canst bear the inspection for only so long before thou art compelled to speak
  1214. "Mayhaps I shall prepare thy morning repast?"
  1215. > "Holy sh- I mean, wow, can I really eat you out?"
  1216. > Thou dost plead internally that thy loins betray not the effect these words have upon thee
  1217. "Nay, I spake of true sustenance, as doth come from partaking of cakes of the pan."
  1218. > Blessed relief, thy skirt is lowered
  1219. > "Oh well, a girl can hope. Sure, pancakes sounds good."
  1220. > Thou proceedest to the diminutive kitchen, recalling thy training of the night previous
  1221. > Minor scrying doth reveal the location of a pan, and a box of mixed ingredients relevant to thy purpose
  1222. > The box is an aid to thy failing memory, and thou easily preparest the batter
  1223. > Thou sensest a presence betwixt thy rearward hooves
  1224. > Thou findest thy morning's master grinning on the floor
  1225. > Thou shiftest uncomfortably
  1226. "Must thou conduct thyself thus?"
  1227. > "Yup. Could you spread your legs a bit?"
  1228. > Thou dost comply, deep reservoirs of reluctances flowing within
  1229. > E'en as thou returnest to thy task, thou feel more the harlot than when thou once pleasured thyself to the memory of a guard's unbidden erec-
  1230. > Nay! Banish these wanton thoughts!
  1231. > Twould be easier, but for the admirer of thy loins
  1232. > The first pancake suffereth from thy distraction
  1233. > It is malformed, nearly black upon one side, and rather pale on the other
  1234. > Thou dost resolve to improve
  1235. > It becometh easier, when thou dost deceive thyself, saying within that there is but a foal beneath thee, and thou art cooking its breakfast
  1236. > To thy relief, Loyalty doth tire of her viewings and goeth about, setting the table
  1237. > A balm to your pride, the second pancake is well-proportioned and evenly cooked
  1238. > Thou noticest a second plate upon the table
  1239. "Art thou expecting a guest this morn?"
  1240. > Thou smoothest thy skirts anxiously
  1241. > "No, why?"
  1242. > She layeth the butter gently down
  1243. "For what reason then hast thou set another place at thy table?"
  1244. > "So you can have breakfast too?"
  1245. > She dost perceive thy confusion
  1246. > "Look, I want to embarrass you, not make you go hungry. If you come out of this punishment hating Anon and I, that's not what anypony wants. Understand?"
  1247. > In truth, thou hast had thy supper before, for the hours of thy servitude art but the last ere thou sleepest
  1248. > Nevertheless, thou endeavorest to smile
  1249. "Then I shall sup with thee."
  1250. > Thy nose alerteth thee to calamity
  1251. > Thou hastenest back to the pan, futilely flipping thy latest attempt
  1252. > A charred circle mocketh thee
  1253. > Thy guiltbringer's laughter is not unkind, though thy face still heateth with chagrin
  1254. > E'en after breakfast hath passed, she speaks of framing thy two abominations
  1255. > Mystery of mysteries, at her words, they art consumed in flames azure, not even ashes remain
  1256. > Thou hast no idea how that event came to pass
  1257. > None at all
  1258. > "Okay then... laundry next. And no magic!"
  1259. > Thou hast an inkling
  1260. "Thou intendeth to leer at mine posterior as I go about, I perceive."
  1261. > Her grin is shameless
  1262. > "Yup!"
  1263. > Alas, such is thy penance
  1264. > The rest of thy hour of servitude in the clouds doth pass in like manner
  1265. > Thou dost not become wholely accustomed to the intermittent uncovering of thy marehood
  1266. > Nevertheless, Loyalty doth conduct herself in such a manner that thou dost not resent her peeking too much
  1267. > Thou must admit, tis a novel experience, conversing with a pony who hath little regard for propriety, nor fear at thy power
  1268. > Not since Nightmare Night, thou supposest
  1269. > Thou leavest the clouds, a smile upon thy countenance
  1270.  
  1271. > Thy anxiety riseth as thou standest before Anonymous' door
  1272. > For he is both more grievously wronged, and emphatically male
  1273. > Thou dost steel thy resolve and pressest onward and inward
  1274. > Thou art struck by how the hovel is but slightly unkempt, rope fragments and wood shavings for the most part
  1275. > Then thine eye alighteth upon a carving left upon a low table
  1276. > Such a tender embrace, betwixt the human and alicorn
  1277. > Is this a gift?
  1278. > Thou castest thine eyes about, only to stop
  1279. > 'Twould appear thou art not depicted in the piece
  1280. > Thy sister doth slumber beneath the human, contentment upon their countenances
  1281. > How...nice, that she find a bedmate, whilst thou spendeth thy night in solitude
  1282. > Again
  1283. > Thy heart is unified in the performance of thy duty
  1284. > Thou sweepeth the blanket away, letting the cruel, chilly morning air nip...at...
  1285. > By the void and stars, Anonymous is still sheathed in thy sister
  1286. > Thy breath cometh quickly
  1287. > Thou must avert thy gaze
  1288. > Thou shalt not witness-
  1289. > There is no mercy in the universe, the human pillar shifts before thy eyes
  1290. > Twas not of this magnitude when thou saw it in Celestia's bed chambers
  1291. > It riseth, and it falleth, with the rhythm of his slow breath
  1292. > Thou must act
  1293. > Thou approachest his bedside
  1294. > Thou prodest his shoulder with thy hoof
  1295. > Such warm skin
  1296. "Verily, thou must awaken!"
  1297. > Thou prodest him with both hooves
  1298. > His head doth shift, but naught else
  1299. > In the mean time, he hath not ceased his sleeping procreation, nay, but increased his pace
  1300. > Thy sister beginneth to moan
  1301. > Upon what path lieth propriety?
  1302. > Verily, discretion is the better part of diligence
  1303. > Thou makest as to leave, til thou hearest Celestia's voice
  1304. > "Luna."
  1305. > Oh that thou could return to the moon
  1306. "Yes, sister?"
  1307. > She doth not reply
  1308. > Ah, somniloquy
  1309. > Thou art distracted by the sound of flesh slapping-
  1310. "Cease thy obscenity! Neither of ye sleepest!"
  1311. > The human ceaseth not and sayeth,
  1312. > "Hold on, I'm getting close!"
  1313. > Such-
  1314. > Impropriety
  1315. "CELESTIA, THY WINK HATH NO PLACE AT THIS JUNCTURE!"
  1316. > "Oh wow, we need your Luna to yell at you some more, you are so tight~."
  1317. > Thou hast no words
  1318. > Thy widened eyes record every twitch
  1319. > It hath been written in the book of fate, thou hast witnessed the plowing and seeding of thy sister
  1320. > Thou requires strong drink and a dreamless sleep
  1321. > Thy penance can wait
  1322.  
  1323. > Hmmm, your little prank may have gone too far
  1324. > You can see a similar thought in Celestia's eyes
  1325. "Well, we should probably apologize to her."
  1326. > "I agree."
  1327. > ...
  1328. > "After we shower."
  1329.  
  1330. > The two of you stand outside Luna's bedroom door
  1331. > You knock
  1332. "Look, I'm sorry it got a little out of hand this morning,"
  1333. > Her voice cuts you off
  1334. > "Out of hoof? I HAVE WITNESSED THEE FILL HER WOMB WHILST I REMAIN A SPINSTER!"
  1335. "I'm sorry! I'll make it up to you somehow, alright?"
  1336. > "LEAVE MINE THRESHOLD!"
  1337. > You follow Celestia around the corner and down the hall
  1338. > "I had thought, with a guard or somepony..."
  1339. "Um, what do you mean?"
  1340. > Celestia sighs
  1341. > "I was always a bit more noticeable, when we were growing up. I often talked and flirted with mares and stallions, she...didn't."
  1342. > You wince
  1343. "So we just sorta rubbed her face in her own loneliness."
  1344. > "Indeed."
  1345. > You walk along in silence for a bit
  1346. "We'll just have to find her a coltfriend, then."
  1347. > Celestia considers this
  1348. > "You'll have to be careful about the stallion you pick. We don't want her being taken advantage of, or lied to."
  1349. > True, true
  1350. > Wait
  1351. "I'll have to be careful? Aren't you coming too?"
  1352. > Sunbutt gives you a regretful smile
  1353. > "I do have to rule Equestria from time to time. While you look, why don't you found the innuendo club? I would be interested to see who you find. Now, go my consort."
  1354. > She swats your butt with a wing, then teleports you back home before you can react
  1355. > Cheeky mare
  1356. > As you eat breakfast, you consider your next move
  1357. > You'll want to go into town, but what will be your cover story?
  1358. > You look around your shack like a peckish person peers into a fridge
  1359. > Maybe you should make it bigger?
  1360. > You have an inkling that guests will be more common, and you only have a chair and a bed for sitting
  1361. > A couch it is
  1362. > There should be enough bits from the commission to cover the cost
  1363. > That decided, you finish getting ready for the day
  1364.  
  1365. > It still strikes you as weird that some shop signs don't actually have words on them, just images
  1366. > Quill and sofa
  1367. > The proprietor greets you eagerly
  1368. > "Can I interest you in some quills or a sofa? You seem like a sofa kind of guy."
  1369. "Good guess, I am indeed in the market for a sofa."
  1370. > He grins and motions you inside
  1371. > "I have sofas of all makes and models, magical and non-magical, rustic and sophisticated."
  1372. > There are quite a few, almost more that you'd think could fit in the store
  1373. "Magical couches?"
  1374. > He jerks his head to a section of the store that you notice has a bit of a glow to it
  1375. > "Mostly secondhand, but I have a good friend in Canterlot who fixes up the spellwork, your safety guaranteed."
  1376. > You step carefully here, more than a little wary of magic
  1377. > Davenport senses this
  1378. > He pats some cushions with a grin
  1379. > "I've personally sit on every once of these. Trust me, they aren't dangerous."
  1380. > Then something catches your eye
  1381. "Why's that one in a case? It looks like it's in surprisingly good condition, but you can definitely tell it's secondhand."
  1382. > His smile turns rueful
  1383. > "That's one I got from a guy named boxcar Joe. I can't bring myself to sell it, but I still like to see it around from time to time."
  1384. > Alright...
  1385. > At any rate, you start looking around
  1386. > There are tags detailing the enchantments on the couches
  1387. > Dreamless Sleep, Hangover Warding, Self-cleaning, and so on
  1388. > You are reminded of your obligation to Luna
  1389. > Better ease into the question
  1390. "So, quills and sofas. It's an interesting combination for a shop."
  1391. > At once, you can tell he gets the question fairly often
  1392. > "It is, isn't it? It started a while ago, when I had a friend in Celestia's school for gifted unicorns. I happened to be visiting while his marefriend was studying with him. They looked like they were so comfortable, wrapped up in research, lying together. That was when I knew that I wanted to help more ponies reach that special state. Perhaps one day, that'll be me."
  1393. > Huh
  1394. "Seems like Canterlot would be a better place, if you want to supply researching ponies."
  1395. > "I do have a branch up there, but I want somepony for whom research is their life, not what they have to do for a degree. Ponyville is enough of a weirdness magnet that we get more than our fair share of researchers."
  1396. > Fair enough
  1397. "Like Twilight?"
  1398. > Davenport laughs oddly
  1399. > "One of my best customers."
  1400. > You pat his shoulder in sympathy
  1401. "Not a sofa kind of mare, huh?"
  1402. > He sags
  1403. > "Beds and chairs, nothing in between. It's tragic."
  1404. > You nod
  1405. "What do you think of Luna, then?"
  1406. > He looks at you in confusion
  1407. > "Not much to go on, really. No offense, but why are you, of all ponies, asking about her?"
  1408. > You acknowledge the point with a grimace
  1409. "It's gotten complicated. Let's just say, that I owe it to her to help her find somepony to take the edge off of her loneliness."
  1410. > His eyebrows rise
  1411. > "That is complicated...and you're going to have to look elsewhere. I'm more of a simple guy, and I don't want to get in the way of her crush on you."
  1412. > ...
  1413. "You said you didn't know her, how-"
  1414. > He chuckles
  1415. > "I could be wrong, but she's already seen you in action, and now you're trying to put a stallion between her and you. It doesn't take Fetlock Bones to figure out what's going on."
  1416. > You really hope that is not the case
  1417. > Still, it does explain why she was in your dreams in the first place
  1418. > And why she took it so badly
  1419. > Crap
  1420. "Right, never mind."
  1421. > You sink down onto a nearby couch, and
  1422. > Oh
  1423. > Oh my
  1424. > You lean against the backrest
  1425. > It's like sitting in a cloud, with all the warmth of clothes fresh from the dryer
  1426. > Davenport smiles
  1427. > "Nice, isn't it? Just between you and me, that one is from the college days of a certain couple currently in the Crystal Empire right now."
  1428. > You believe it
  1429. "How much?"
  1430. > At this he looks regretful, and names a sum
  1431. > You cough a little at the price
  1432. "That's a lot for a couch."
  1433. > He shrugs
  1434. > "It's about as low as I'm willing to go. Tell you what, though. You seem like a well-connected guy, I'll knock off a few hundred bits if you put in the good word for me."
  1435. > That will still take most of your commission pay...
  1436. > "Imagine how easy it would be to go from sitting together to lying together. It's just so warm and relaxing."
  1437. > It is warm and relaxing
  1438. > You check the tag for enchantments
  1439. > [Warmth, Plush, Purifying, Guardrail, ...]
  1440. "Guardrail?"
  1441. > "So you don't fall off while doing...things."
  1442. > Easy come, easy go you guess
  1443. "I'll buy it."
  1444.  
  1445. > After some minor lifting, you have it up on two large, wooden dollies
  1446. > You roll it out the back of the shop
  1447. > The morning breeze is refreshing
  1448. > You exchange greetings with ponies passing by, a bit of gray entering your peripheral vision
  1449. > "Anonymous, I can't tell you how glad I am to see you in town!"
  1450. > Mayor Mare trots up beside you, her gaze lingering on your arms
  1451. > "Not in public, that is."
  1452. > You should probably pretend not to have heard that last bit
  1453. "Good morning, Madame Mayor. Anything I can help you with?"
  1454. > "Oh yes, I could use you in- ahahaha, forgive me, it is I who should be asking if you need any help."
  1455. > She bites her lip, then continues,
  1456. > "That couch looks awfully heavy, even with your strong arms and powerful legs. I could help you push, I am an earth pony after all. Look at how well toned my legs are!"
  1457. > She poses a bit ahead, her hind legs locked and her rear slightly raised
  1458. > Subtle
  1459. "I see. Don't worry though, the couch is on wheels. I barely have to push it to keep it going."
  1460. > The Mayor looks a little disappointed at that, but rallies
  1461. > "Might I ask what the occasion is? Are you perhaps at odds with the princess, and thus forced to sleep on a couch?"
  1462. > If you didn't know better, you'd say she was fishing for gossip
  1463. "No, I just had a feeling that I'd be getting more guests sooner or later. Might as well have a place for them to sit."
  1464. > "You know, I pride myself on welcoming guests. Perhaps a mare's touch in your home would be nice?"
  1465. > She strokes the couch suggestively
  1466. > Then she stares at it
  1467. "A rather warm couch, isn't it?"
  1468. > "You bought the Couch of Opened Flower?"
  1469. "Is that what it's called? Huh."
  1470. > She glances between you and the couch
  1471. > "Replacing the bed, I see."
  1472. > Fair enough, it is a bit better than your old bed
  1473. > This whole conversation reminds you,
  1474. "Say, would you like to join the innuendo club?"
  1475. > She stumbles at that, and you pause at the outskirts of town
  1476. > "P-pardon me?"
  1477. "Celestia and I have a fair amount of fun throwing around sexy double meanings. She wanted to do it more often, so she asked me to make a club around the idea. What do you say?"
  1478. > "Of course, that sounds delightful. Indeed, it rather explains a letter I received earlier today."
  1479. > She hands you a scroll, her hoof trembling
  1480. > You take it and start reading
  1481. "Dear Mayor Mare,
  1482. I would appreciate it if you were to personally welcome the human Anonymous, and offer him your every service and orifice. I know it is rather irregular, and you must not let a hint of this arrangement go beyond you and Anon. Even I must pretend to be in ignorance of this, for the good of my public image. You are a beautiful mare, a vision of youth and beauty. I hope Anonymous ruts you fully and regularly while I am not around.
  1483. Sincerely, Princess Celestia"
  1484. > You roll up the scroll and wedge it between two couch cushions
  1485. "What an interesting letter."
  1486. > Mayor Made blushes slightly
  1487. > "The princess is a kind mare."
  1488. > You continue down the country road towards your house
  1489. "So, this is not in fact, a forged letter from a pony with unique access to correspondence from Celestia?"
  1490. > Mayor Mare begins to sweat
  1491. > "O-of course not."
  1492. "Oh good. I do wonder how she would react if she found out about such a thing, a local mare taking advantage of Celestia's chosen consort."
  1493. > The mayor wipes her brow with a hoof
  1494. > "My, but it's gotten hot quickly this morning."
  1495. "Don't worry, it's not much farther. I'm sure you'll feel better once we're inside."
  1496. > "I'm sure I will." She mutters, glancing up nervously
  1497. > Heh
  1498. > Soon enough you come to your door
  1499. > Hmmmm
  1500. > Perhaps you should have measured how wide the couch was before you bought it
  1501. > You open the door and
  1502. > Celestia stands frozen, her nose buried in your pillow
  1503. "Taking a break?"
  1504. > She lifts her head up gracefully
  1505. > "Yes, well, bureaucracy is a terrible thing. There's so much paperwork I sometimes have trouble remembering what I have and haven't done."
  1506. > Mayor Mare squeaks in dismay at Celestia's voice
  1507. > You pluck the scroll from the couch
  1508. "Do you remember writing this?"
  1509. > She unrolls it, her brow furrowing
  1510. > "I can't say I do. Still, it looks like something I might write."
  1511. > Seriously?
  1512. > She frowns
  1513. > "I don't know what I was thinking, though. That level of secrecy is hardly necessary, there is no way I could keep myself from noticing this arrangement, given how often I visit your home."
  1514. > You don't believe it
  1515. > The Mayor is actually getting away with this
  1516. "I didn't think consorts would be allowed intimacy with more that one mare..."
  1517. > Celestia smiles at you
  1518. > "Oh no, it's perfectly alright. It's not like we have all that much time together."
  1519. > She rolls up the scroll and floats it back to you
  1520. > "Although, do tell me how she is. I'd like to hear all the juicy details."
  1521. > You hear a strangled yelp from outside your door
  1522. > Celestia hears it too, trotting over to look outside
  1523. > "Mayor Mare! What a nice couch, did you bring it yourself?"
  1524. > The poor pony doesn't know what to say
  1525. "No, I bought it earlier today. Unfortunately, I forgot to take into account the width of my door frame."
  1526. > Celestia pats your shoulder with a wing
  1527. > "Good thing I'm here, then."
  1528. > The couch disappears in a flash of light, then appears inside the house
  1529. > Mayor Mare timidly enters, ready to bolt at the first sign of hostility
  1530. > Celestia makes a grunt of surprise
  1531. > "Did you know, this used to be Cadence's? It still has the stain on the center cushion."
  1532. > She flips over the cushion, and there is a large, dark blotch on the cushion
  1533. "I thought it had a purifying enchantment..."
  1534. > Celestia flips it back over
  1535. > "Oh it does, it's just the marecum of a princess of love is more powerful. Well, as nostalgic as this all is, I really should return to work."
  1536. > She kisses you on the cheek
  1537. > "See if you can't leave a mark yourself."
  1538. > And then she's gone
  1539. > Mayor Mare sighs in relief
  1540. "We both know this letter is a forgery."
  1541. > As you walk towards her, she looks at you in apprehension
  1542. > "I'm sure she just forgot about it...."
  1543. > You grab her forehooves before she has a chance to back away
  1544. > You lift her up and back her against the wall
  1545. "It was such a shallow deception, I can't help but wonder if you wanted to be caught."
  1546. > She stares at you, her shallow breaths hot against your skin
  1547. > "I wasn't-"
  1548. > You lean down, until you are staring directly in her eyes
  1549. "Maybe you want to be punished, like a bad, bad, filly."
  1550. > Her eyes roll back in her head, a goofy smile on her face
  1551. > Her body goes slack in your grip
  1552. > Did she give up, or
  1553. > You let go, and she falls to the ground and lays still
  1554. > You poke her
  1555. "Mayor?"
  1556. > You put a hand by her mouth
  1557. > She's still breathing
  1558. > Looks like you have an unconscious pony in your house
  1559. > You shake her a little bit
  1560. > No response
  1561. > Welp
  1562. "What am I supposed to do with you?"
  1563. > She is remarkably unhelpful
  1564. > Finally, you decide to just put her on the couch while you chop up some wood
  1565. > She's heavier than she looks
  1566. > You manage to heave her up onto the couch
  1567. > She just lays there, her butt jutting out slightly
  1568. > ...
  1569. > You give one of her cheeks squeeze
  1570. > The amount of give is unbelievable
  1571. > ...
  1572. > You really shouldn't be doing this, not while she's asleep
  1573. > ...
  1574. > You knead her cheeks with both hands, spreading them and squishing them
  1575. > Nice
  1576. > With some regret, you let go and set out for the woods
  1577. > If you are allowed multiple mares...
  1578. > You're definitely going to need a bigger house
  1579.  
  1580. > You spend a good two hours cutting down a tree, sawing off its branches, deliberately not thinking of the Mayor's rear as you make the back and forth motions
  1581. > You certainly don't think about all the suggestive things she said to you this morning
  1582. > The glimpse of her marehood
  1583. > You pause in your work, the nearly noon sun hot on your brow
  1584. > You'll just go and get a drink of water
  1585. > That's all
  1586. > You wipe your hands off on your pants and head inside
  1587. > Would you believe it?
  1588. > She's still asleep
  1589. > Defenseless
  1590. > She managed to roll onto her back, her hind legs splayed apart
  1591. > You're just going to pass by, and not look too closely at
  1592. > Her delicate marehood
  1593. > Her tender belly
  1594. > You slip out of your clothes quietly, the scent of your sweat billowing out
  1595. > You freeze as her nostrils twitch, but nothing else happens
  1596. > Maybe she's just faking?
  1597. > You kneel by the couch, and softly rub her tummy
  1598. > All you can feel is the slow rise and fall, and her soft, short fur
  1599. > You slide your hand lower and lower
  1600. > Emboldened by her lack of reaction, you start rubbing the outside of her lower lips
  1601. > She's very warm down there, almost feverish
  1602. > One of your fingertips accidentally slips into her pussy
  1603. > She's wet
  1604. "Mayor Mare? You're about to have a guest..."
  1605. > "Oh good."
  1606. > You stop, your blood running cold
  1607. > The mare blinks blearily, rising out of sleep in a mild confusion
  1608. > Then she sees your hand on her marehood
  1609. > And that you are naked
  1610. > Her nostrils flare, filled with your scent
  1611. > ...
  1612. > "Well? Continue."
  1613. > Everything feels awkward now
  1614. "Now I'm sorta not feeling it."
  1615. > She raises an eyebrow at where your hand is still resting
  1616. > "You most certainly are feeling it. Would it help if I pretended to be asleep?"
  1617. > Well, actually,
  1618. "Yes, that would help."
  1619. > She rests her head back onto the couch
  1620. > "Oh, and you can cum inside me if you want. I wouldn't mind getting pregnant."
  1621. > Can ponies even get pregnant from human sperm?
  1622. > You'd say probably not, but there is an entire race of eagle-lions that says maybe
  1623. > You wait for her breathing to even out
  1624. > Meanwhile, you try ignore how turned on you by the fact that she would happily bear your child
  1625. > You take a few calming breaths yourself, and clamber up onto the couch
  1626. > You stare at her 'sleeping' face, your arms on either side of her head
  1627. >  With a guiding hand, you gently press your tip against her entrance
  1628. > With aching slowness, you push into her
  1629. > The entire time, you watch her face for any twitch, any sign that she will break the illusion
  1630. > You hilt in her moist passage
  1631. > Did her breath just hitch?
  1632. > After waiting in silence for a moment, you continue
  1633. > You withdraw slowly, your mouth agape at the sensation of her every fold
  1634. > You impale her again
  1635. > To your horror, some drool falls from your mouth, and into hers
  1636. > The mare reflexively swallows
  1637. > Oh damn
  1638. > Your hips begin to move with a mind of their own, gradually picking up the pace
  1639. > You lean down and kiss her lips chastely
  1640. > The sensation of her soft rear rubbing against your thighs is heavenly
  1641. > With every thrust, it's a velvety stroke along your legs
  1642. > You close your eyes and deepen the kiss, your mouth sealing against hers
  1643. > She tastes of cinnamon and oats, her tongue easily moved about by your own
  1644. > You can feel her hips buck against your own
  1645. > Her tongue comes alive against your own, and for a few moments they wrestle
  1646. > Finally, you break the kiss, grinning at the mare below you
  1647. "You're awake."
  1648. > She smiles bashfully
  1649. > "You could wake the dead with such attentions."
  1650. > You run a hand up and down her side
  1651. "Are you saying I'm a necrophiliac?"
  1652. > She must be very distracted, for her to be a politician and imply that
  1653. > Genuine distress shows on her face
  1654. > "No! I meant that your cock is, ah, "
  1655. > She throws her head back and writhes
  1656. > For your part, you seemed to have found her sweet spot
  1657. > Mayor Mare tosses her head back and forth, her mane becoming quite unkempt
  1658. > "Your cock is miracle, by the titans, it is!"
  1659. > You bite your lip, exulting in the reaction you're getting out of this respectable mare
  1660. > She wraps her hind legs around your waist and her forelegs around your neck
  1661. > You get one glimpse of her sultry glare, and then she's tongue deep in your mouth and fighting to stay there
  1662. > You rake your fingers across her back, careful not to press too hard
  1663. > You are rewarded as her back arches into your touch, her tongue going slack, and her marehood clamping down hard and winking furiously
  1664. > You roll onto your back, one hand keeping her surging hips pressed tight against your own
  1665. > Her pussy desperately milks your dick, and you find a response building up inside you
  1666. > The Mayor's mouth slides from your own, her frantic humping jostling her head down into the crook of your neck
  1667. > "Fu-uh-uh-uck me!"
  1668. > Her lips brush against your neck
  1669. > Your eyes shoot wide open, and you thrust deep into her
  1670. > Your hands clamp down on her ass, pressing her firmly against you as your sperm jets into her womb, again and again
  1671. > You rub her back gently, soothing her
  1672. "That's right, take it all in. You are a good pony."
  1673. > She snuggles contentedly against your chest
  1674. > "Tell me I'm a good mayor."
  1675. > You chuckle, but keep rubbing her back
  1676. "You are a good mayor. A vision of youth, beauty, and excellent in bed too."
  1677. > Mayor Mare hums happily at that
  1678. > You stay like that for a while, trapped by the warmth of the couch, and the mare on your dick
  1679. > Then somepony knocks on your door
  1680. > She scrambles off, desperately trying to fix her mussed mane
  1681. > You are a bit more leisurely into a clean set of clothes
  1682. "Hold on a minute!"
  1683. > Feeling halfway clean, you open the door
  1684. > Twilight, Nat, and Applejack look up at you
  1685. > Come to think of it, you hadn't seen either of the ponies in the crowd from yesterday
  1686. "Can I help you girls?"
  1687. > Twilight beams at you
  1688. > "Nat talks to me now! I understand what he wants, and we do all sorts of things together, and it's just great!"
  1689. "Oh, that's good?"
  1690. > She nods happily
  1691. > "Oh, and Applejack has something to say to you."
  1692. > Your turn to the appulpony
  1693. > She doesn't meet your eyes, blushing intensely
  1694. > "Thank you for helpin' me realize that ah..."
  1695. > Nat's hand strokes her mane
  1696. > Could it always do that?
  1697. > Applejack glances at the doll, smiling ever so little
  1698. > "That ah like gettin' raped an' dominated an' humiliated. Twi told me about your culture, and that what I have is a, uh, fetlock?"
  1699. > "Fetish." Twilight supplies helpfully
  1700. > "Right, a fetish for all that stuff. So, if you ever see me all alone..."
  1701. > Now she looks you in the eye, her hips shifting back and forth slightly
  1702. > "Don't be holdin' back, y'hear?"
  1703. > What
  1704. "I'll...keep that in mind."
  1705. > She nods firmly
  1706. > "Good. Just so's you know, ah'm ripe for the pickin', if'n you catch mah meaning."
  1707. "Riiiiggghhhtt."
  1708. > You direct your gaze to Twilight
  1709. "I can't actually impregnate ponies, right? Since I'm a human?"
  1710. > She nods
  1711. > "Not without some significant magical intervention. Well, I won't take up any more of your time, I'm sure you have all sorts of things to be doing, as does the mayor."
  1712. > Ah
  1713. "You saw?"
  1714. > Applejack scuffs a hoof
  1715. > "Through the window. We're a pair a peepin' toms, gettin' frisky at the sight a you rutting the honorable mayor til she can't think straight."
  1716. > ...
  1717. > Twilight coughs
  1718. > "Yeah, let's go."
  1719. > They trot away, with Applejack occasionally glancing behind her and twitching her tail out of the way
  1720. > It's been an odd day, and it's only half over
  1721. > You shake your head and return inside
  1722. > Mayor Mare stands patiently by
  1723. > "I'm afraid Miss Sparkle was correct, I really must be getting back to my duties. Thank you Anonymous, this has been one of my most enjoyable mornings for quite some time."
  1724. > You step aside and lean against the wall
  1725. "You're welcome, it was good for me too. Oh, and about the innuendo club, I'll let you know when and where we'll meet, once I figure it out."
  1726. > She tilts her head thoughtfully
  1727. > "Perhaps we could meet in my house? As Mayor, I have a fairly large space allotted for me, it would be nice to fill it up from time to time."
  1728. "Thank you for opening up your warm...home for our use. At any rate, I'll see you later."
  1729. > The Mayor gives you a gracious nod
  1730. > "Until then, Anonymous."
  1731. > After she trots out, you close the door
  1732. > You finally have your home all to yourself
  1733. > You have to admit, after several months of being village pariah, all this company takes some getting used to
  1734. > Your mind drifts back to certain memories
  1735. > You could get used to this
  1736. > Your stomach growls, and you set about lunch
  1737. > All the while, you fret over your princess problem
  1738. > Rather than just asking at random, you need to think about who would actually be a good match
  1739. > You need more data
  1740.  
  1741. > You sit at one of the outdoor tables of a restaurant, nibbling at a sandwich and sipping a cup of water
  1742. > There really isn't much selection, in food or stallions
  1743. > You hear some clinking and hoofsteps behind you, but you ignore them
  1744. > "Yer cut is under the chair. Don't go spendin' it all in one place."
  1745. "Thanks, shame about the cutie marks though."
  1746. > Applebloom sighs
  1747. > "At least we got ta scratch off smugglin' an bein' town heroes."
  1748. > The cutie mark crusaders scamper up onto seats around your table
  1749. > Sweetie Bell looks around
  1750. > "Are you waiting for some one? Ooh, are you on a date?"
  1751. "Not really. I'm actually trying to think of who a friend of mine should try dating. Do you girls know of any good, eligible stallions?"
  1752. > They share a look
  1753. > Scootaloo rolls her eyes
  1754. > "We sang a song about it, the only good one is-"
  1755. > Applebloom puts a hoof over Scoot's mouth
  1756. > "No longer available! Um, he is definitely unavailable for doin' weird things with mares that ah ain't s'posed to know about."
  1757. "Right, so aside from Big Mac, can you three think of any decent guys?"
  1758. > Sweetie Bell shakes her head
  1759. > "We sang a song about it, there's nopony else. Well, maybe if you good us the name of your friend, we could sing a new song..."
  1760. > Eh, you can trust them about as far as you can throw them, and they're pretty light
  1761. "Luna."
  1762. > Sweetie frowns, and takes a deep breath
  1763. > Banjos and harpsichords start up on the edge of hearing
  1764. > "Luna is strange and cold, the perfect stallion must be brave and bold..."
  1765. > The background music falters
  1766. > Scootaloo joins in hesitantly
  1767. > "She's an okay princess, it'll probably end with ince-"
  1768. > Applebloom silences her again
  1769. > The background music fades away, unfulfilled and a little discordant
  1770. "That was a...nice try, girls. I guess I'll just keep doing what I'm doing."
  1771. > Applebloom tilts her head
  1772. > "Whah can't you be her coltfriend? Is it cuz you're still-"
  1773. > She glances around conspiratorially
  1774. > "In the dresser?"
  1775. "That's not it, I'm-"
  1776. > Sweetie Bell taps Applebloom
  1777. > "In the closet, not the dresser. I read all about it in one of Rarity's secret magazines."
  1778. > Scootaloo looks interested
  1779. > "Secret magazines?"
  1780. > Sweetie nods excitedly
  1781. > "Like, Bridled Brothers, or Bits for Bottoms, or this one full of stories about reluctant stallions down on their luck, forced to-"
  1782. "Okay! Very educational, but not applicable in my situation! Luna and I just have a complicated history, some of which you already know."
  1783. > The unicorn nods in understanding
  1784. > "I get it, it's like this one story, where the stallion has a grudge with his boss's brother, but gets transfered to his division, and has to let him stick his-"
  1785. "Enough!"
  1786. > What the hell, Rarity?
  1787. > The fillies giggle and run off, Sweetie taking the lead
  1788. > So much for the youth of this generation
  1789.  
  1790. > Cheerilee steps out of the restaurant and sits across from you at your table
  1791. > "It's nice to see somepony really talk to them, and listen as well."
  1792. "Funny, I seem to remember you screaming that if I so much as breathed in their direction-"
  1793. > She clears her throat
  1794. > "We all say things that we mean with every fiber of our beings. But I admit, I was wrong about you. You are a much better stallion than I had thought, judging by how strongly you smell of the Mayor."
  1795. > You choke on air at that
  1796. "Really?"
  1797. > She nods benignly
  1798. > "I also overheard your little problem. If you are going so far for one who wronged you, that speaks for itself."
  1799. > You'd say something, but the truth is...strange and not really a good topic for public spaces
  1800. > She continues
  1801. > "I'm afraid I can't help you with your problem, though. It'd be a conflict of interests; Ponyville doesn't have much in the way of good, single, stallions."
  1802. "And you're telling me this because..."
  1803. "I'm going to be following you!"
  1804. > ...
  1805. "What about teaching at the school?"
  1806. > "It's a Saturday."
  1807. > You do tend to lose track of days
  1808. "Aren't you worried about your reputation? I'm pretty sure ponies are still suspicious of me."
  1809. > Cheerilee pats your hand
  1810. > "That's sweet of you to think of me, but if you are seen with me, that improves your reputation, which then improves mine as a kind, perceptive pony."
  1811. "Fair enough."
  1812. > You drink the rest of your water and leave some bits behind for the meal
  1813. > The schoolteacher gets up as you do, trotting to keep up with your stride
  1814. > "Who do you plan on visiting first?"
  1815. "I was thinking that one guy with the hourglass cutie mark... Do stallions call them cutie marks?"
  1816. > "Time Turner? I believe some prefer to say 'destiny brands', but most of them just use the normal term."
  1817. "Understandable."
  1818. > You set off towards the clock shop
  1819. > You would only go there once or twice in a lifetime, but the cutie mark crusaders became regular guests of yours
  1820. > Even then, you haven't talked to...Time Turner? all that much
  1821. > He's always been very businesslike, and largely uninterested in what hijinks broke your clock this time
  1822. > The bell on the door rings as you open it
  1823. > Time Turner looks up from a partially dismantled timepiece
  1824. > "I had had some hopes that you would outlast the week, you were on a roll."
  1825. "It's doing fine for once, the mesh cover works like a charm. I was actually wondering, what do you look for in a mare?"
  1826. > He glances at Cheerilee, where she is rather obviously eavesdropping outside
  1827. > "A certain amount of confidence is preferable."
  1828. > Looking back to you, he sighs
  1829. > "I can't say I really have a 'type' as it were. I would much rather meet the mare and get to know the balance of her flaws and virtues. So if you would bring in the mare in question, that would facilitate matters admirably."
  1830. > You rub your chin as Cheerilee slips into the shop
  1831. "I'll have to see if Luna will come out here then."
  1832. > He looks at Cheerilee in confusion
  1833. > "Luna? Then is this mare your intended?"
  1834. > She blushes at that
  1835. > "No! No, I am just accompanying him, helping him put names to faces. Did you know he didn't know your name was Time Turner until I told him?"
  1836. > The clockmaker blinks
  1837. > "Do you know his name as well?"
  1838. > That's your clock bro
  1839. > Cheerilee raises her eyebrows
  1840. > "His name is Anonymous."
  1841. > Time Turner nods at you
  1842. > "Nice to meet you."
  1843. > You nod in response
  1844. "Likewise."
  1845. > The three of you stand there awkwardly for a moment, then he returns to his work
  1846. > Cheerilee jerks her head towards the door
  1847. > "I think we're done here, don't you?"
  1848. "Pretty much."
  1849. > You wave at the clock guy and he waves back, not looking up
  1850. > Classic clock guy
  1851. > Outside, you have the uncomfortable feeling you should talk to some strangers, but you ignore it
  1852. > You set out towards Sweet Apple Acres
  1853. > Cheerilee is a bit more leery about following along
  1854. > "Do you at least know the next one's name?"
  1855. "Eyup."
  1856. > You can almost taste her skepticism
  1857. > "Care to share with the class?"
  1858. "Nope."
  1859. > She sighs
  1860. > "It's Big Mac, isn't it?"
  1861. > You grin
  1862. "You said the name before I did. Now you will never know if I knew his name, or if I thought he was Eyupnope the pokemon pony."
  1863. > Cheerilee facehooves
  1864. > "Anonymous, everyone knows Big Mac. He's the most eligible pony in town, and what is a pokemon?"
  1865. "A creature that only says its name. I know you two have some history, are you sure you want to come along?"
  1866. > She smiles weakly at that
  1867. > "You won't give me the slip that easily. I'll be fine."
  1868. > You shrug
  1869. > The summer afternoon is peaceful,  light breeze taking the edge off the heat
  1870. > The two of you walk in comfortable silence
  1871. > As you near the orchard, something barrels out of the trees
  1872. > When it awkwardly vaults over a fence, you get a good look at it
  1873. > It seems some pony managed to lasso the front legs of a timberwolf pup tight against its chest
  1874. > Thus you aren't too surprised to see a lightly battered Fluttershy tackle the fleeing creature and pin it to the ground
  1875. > She manages to tie up the hind legs by the time you get there, Cheerilee wisely hanging back
  1876. "Quite the catch there."
  1877. > Fluttershy looks up in surprise
  1878. > "Yes? Oh, Anonymous. Yes, he is a good catch, isn't he? Yes you are!"
  1879. > The timberwolf whimpers
  1880. > Better you than me, bud
  1881. > Cheerilee cautiously approaches
  1882. > "That looks dangerous. Surely you aren't planning on keeping it with your other animals?"
  1883. > Fluttershy suddenly looks a bit more nervous
  1884. > "Oh no, just around some nice predators who can teach it all about how much better things can be with me. I'm sure I can make him come inside."
  1885. > Cheerilee looks impressed, but her teaching reflexes take over
  1886. > "Did you mean you can make him come around? Such as to your point of view?"
  1887. > "Ah, yes. That is definitely what I meant. No other meanings."
  1888. > That reminds you
  1889. "Hey Fluttershy, would you like to join the innuendo club?"
  1890. > The schoolteacher chokes on air
  1891. > Fluttershy tilts her head
  1892. > "What's that?"
  1893. "It's a club for talking about sex while not saying sex words."
  1894. > Fluttershy beams
  1895. > "Oh that sounds wonderful, I really need to practice that."
  1896. "Great! I'll let you know about locations and times when I figure them out."
  1897. > The pegasus nods
  1898. > "Good boy. Now, if you will excuse me, if you want to, I'll just be taking this doggy home."
  1899. "Right. See you later!"
  1900. > She flies off, her catch held secure in her hooves
  1901. > Cheerilee looks at you with a certain amount of disapproval
  1902. > "Innuendo club? Really?"
  1903. > You shrug
  1904. "Celestia's idea. Royalty, am I right?"
  1905. > She lets out a nervous chuckle
  1906. > "Royalty, yeah."
  1907. > You walk along in silence
  1908. > ...
  1909. > "Who's in so far?"
  1910. > Heh
  1911. "Me, Celestia, the Mayor, and now Butterfry."
  1912. > She is about to correct you, but then she catches the smirk on your face
  1913. > She rolls her eyes instead
  1914. "Thinking about joining yourself?"
  1915. > "Hardly. I would like the final member roster, it would be good to have a list of the immature perverts in town."
  1916. "I can hardly wait to tell the princess what you called her."
  1917. > Cheerilee huffs
  1918. > "If the horseshoe fits..."
  1919. "Fair enough."
  1920.  
  1921. > You spy Applejack just off the path to the family house
  1922. > You give her wave
  1923. "Good afternoon! Apples ripening alright?"
  1924. > She looks at you and Cheerilee, unsure of how to respond
  1925. > "Here'n there. Can ah help y'all with something? Anything at all?"
  1926. "We were actually hoping to talk to your brother. Do you know where he might be?"
  1927. > Applejack squints into the distance
  1928. > "Ah reckon he's down in the north fields, row 39 or so. Ah'll be around here if you want me for anything. Anything at all."
  1929. > Welp
  1930. "Thank you kindly, Applejack."
  1931. > You set off to the north
  1932. > The teacher pony gives you a knowing look
  1933. > "She was very helpful."
  1934. > You shrug
  1935. "There are a lot of good ponies here in Ponyville."
  1936. > Cheerilee hums in amusement
  1937. > "Anything at all, she said. Twice, I do believe."
  1938. "Southern hospitality."
  1939. > That's still a thing, right?
  1940. > "I'd say she was feeling quite hospitable, in a southern sort of way."
  1941. "Why, Ms. Cheerilee, are you sure you wouldn't like to join a certain club?"
  1942. > You can tell she's having fun teasing you
  1943. > "Quite. It's beginning to sound less like a club, and more like a harem. Are you by chance, a Saddle Arabian?"
  1944. "I'm sure I'll find some stallions with a taste for double meanings, especially with you acting as bait."
  1945. > "A taste for double meanings? I didn't know you swung that way too."
  1946. > All these apples are faking you out
  1947. > Each time you glimpse a patch of red, your dumb eyes jump to the wrong conclusion
  1948. > In the mean time,
  1949. "I'm just following the example of our sunny ruler."
  1950. > ...
  1951. > "Really?"
  1952. > "I watched her eat out another mare."
  1953. > Cheerilee bites her lip
  1954. > "Damn. Did she have a long tongue?"
  1955. > Even school teachers have needs, you suppose
  1956. "It felt pretty long to me."
  1957. > She actually stops in her tracks
  1958. > You look back
  1959. "Coming?"
  1960. > "Since I begun to gain an understanding of your nature, I must ask. Were you a mare at the time?"
  1961. "Nope!"
  1962. > "Right. Okay. Well, yes, let us go on and find Big Mac."
  1963. > You eventually find him bucking halfway down a row
  1964. "Hey, Big Mac! How goes it?"
  1965. > He looks up
  1966. > "Hello, Anon, Ms. Cheerilee. It's going alright."
  1967. > You get within a comfortable speaking distance
  1968. > Cheerilee smiles
  1969. > "It's been a while, hasn't it? I must say, you are looking well."
  1970. > "Eyup, and likewise."
  1971. > Huh, you're getting some third wheel vibes here
  1972. > Cheerilee picks up on that too, and coughs nervously
  1973. > "Mac, Anon here wants to ask you something."
  1974. > He turns to you expectantly
  1975. > How to go about this...
  1976. "You know Luna?"
  1977. > He nods
  1978. > "Ah know of her."
  1979. "Right, so I had...noticed that she doesn't really have much in the way of informal associations. Since you are so polite and dependable, I thought you would be a good friend for her?"
  1980. > He blinks
  1981. > "That's your question?"
  1982. "Yes."
  1983. > Big Mac rubs his chin and glances at Cheerilee
  1984. > "Ah might not be the best for it. Some might say Ah'm not around enough."
  1985. > Cheerilee winces
  1986. "I...don't think that will be a problem. The princesses are generally pretty busy, so you might end up meeting only once every other day or so. At any rate, think about it. I'll be talking to some other ponies, but I figured you'd have the best shot."
  1987. > He nods at that
  1988. > "Ah'll keep that in mind. Well, I'd best get back to buckin', unless there's somethin' else?"
  1989. "I'll let you get to that."
  1990. > Cheerilee offers a half smile
  1991. > "I'll see you around."
  1992. > He nods at that, and goes back to the tree he was working on
  1993. > As you walk away, you notice Cheerilee shaking her head and sighing
  1994. "Sorry about that."
  1995. > She shakes her head again
  1996. > "It's not your fault. It's just, when I see him, I remember all the good timesfrom when we were together, and I have to remind myself why we broke up."
  1997. "That's rough."
  1998. > You have to admit, your sympathetic vocabulary is rather sparse
  1999. > Cheerilee sighs again
  2000. > "You said it."
  2001. > The two of you walk along in silence for a little while
  2002. > The teacher looks up at the sun
  2003. > "It'll be pretty late by the time we get back. Looks like you'll be on your own for the evening, so give Applejack my regards."
  2004. > With that she gallops off
  2005. "Good night!"
  2006. > She gives you a wave, then vanishes behind the next hill in the road
  2007. > There goes a complicated mare
  2008. > You walk along the path between the apple trees, just taking in the relaxing air
  2009. "Life is like a box of chocolates, you know?"
  2010. > The leaves rustle in the wind
  2011. "If you take too much, you'll regret it later,"
  2012. > You're getting closer to the Apple family house
  2013. "And there's always one that has coconut or something inside that you know someone has to like, but that someone is not you, so you spit that bit out."
  2014. > You aren't really sure where you are going with this
  2015. > Neither is Applejack
  2016. > She stands frozen, right before she was going to buck the tree
  2017. > You have a nice view of her plot, her tail raised in preparation for the kick
  2018. > She stares resolutely away, her legs trembling in...fear? Arousal?
  2019. > Probably both
  2020. > "Are you gonna spit me, uh, in?"
  2021. "What is that even supposed to mean?"
  2022. > "Ah don't know, you was the one talkin' about spittin'!"
  2023. > ...
  2024. "Look, I refuse to sexualize a mangled Forrest Gump reference."
  2025. > She finally turns her head and glares at you
  2026. > "Ah don't care about no forest stump, go an' sexualify me!"
  2027. "Sexualize?"
  2028. > You may or may not be a terrible person
  2029. > She rubs her face with a hoof
  2030. > "Ah been waitin' nice and patient like for you and that schoolteacher hussy to get done talkin' to mah brother, and-"
  2031. "Hussy?"
  2032. > She narrows her eyes
  2033. > "Ah trust her with kids, not mah brother. Ah only let her by on account of you playin' chaperone. Ah appreciate that, and how you sent her a thinkin' about what she's done. That's why ah want you to rape me, right here, right now. You earned it."
  2034. > This is so messed up
  2035. > She walks around and leans her forehooves high up on the trunk of the tree, turning her back to you
  2036. > "Now take me like a dirty, no good, lyin', two bit, snaggletoothed, stupid whore."
  2037. > How can you deny so polite an invitation?
  2038. > You slip out of your clothes and come up behind her
  2039. > You trail your fingers across her taut flanks, your erect member pressing against the valley between her thighs
  2040. "You know,"
  2041. > You whisper,
  2042. "Miss Cheerilee told me to give you her regards."
  2043. > You slide one hand up her side, then her neck
  2044. > She shivers at the touch
  2045. > You turn her head towards you, knocking off her hat in the process
  2046. "This is from her."
  2047. > You lean down and kiss her lips, your tongue prying and prodding at her sealed mouth
  2048. > Your other hand slides over her hip and down, down to her dripping marehood
  2049. > She makes a muffled sound of protest
  2050. > You take advantage of the distraction and push your tongue past her lips, reveling in her frantic attempts to push it back out
  2051. > You slowly push your cock through her clenched thighs
  2052. > She whimpers at the sensation, her mouth going slack
  2053. > You spend a few moments exploring every inch of her mouth, rolling her limp tongue about
  2054. > She doesn't react, except for shifting her thighs back and forth, giving your cock a velvety massage
  2055. > You break the kiss
  2056. "Not much resistance once you have a dick between your legs, huh?"
  2057. > She looks away and leans her head against the tree
  2058. > "Ah'm not a loose mare!"
  2059. "Oh, I agree."
  2060. > You grab her hips and align yourself
  2061. > Applejack's breath hitches
  2062. > You thrust into her warm pussy, leaning close to whisper,
  2063. "You're a very tight mare."
  2064. > She shudders
  2065. > You get a rhythm going, keeping one hand on her hip for stability
  2066. > Your other hand wanders, sliding along her belly, gripping her throat for a short moment
  2067. > She lets out a low keening, and her vagina spasms
  2068. "I think you and Fluttershy would get along great in bed. You're just a stupid animal, aren't you?"
  2069. > You can see her grin, before she covers it up with a grimace
  2070. > "Ah ain't-"
  2071. > You hilt, grinding your pelvis against her firm ass
  2072. > She collapses against the tree, panting
  2073. > "Ah ain't, oh Sun and Moon, Ah ain't a r-ruttin' animal!"
  2074. > You cover her mouth with one hand, your middle finger dipping between her lips and getting wet with saliva
  2075. "Really? Now, why are you jealous of our nice friend Cheerilee?"
  2076. > She stiffens beneath you, her winking pussy clenching around you
  2077. "Why would you envy rolling in the hay with Big Mac? Do you wish this was Big Mac raping you right now? Are you that much of an animal, that you just want the biggest cock inside you?"
  2078. > You remove your hand from her mouth and wipe it off on her jiggling ass
  2079. > Applejack tries to push her chest off from the tree, but your well timed thrusts are complicating matters
  2080. > Finally she manages to lock her front legs straight against the tree, her breathing smoothing out somewhat
  2081. > "Don't tell no one you here? Ah'll do anything you want."
  2082. > You pause in mid thrust
  2083. "Anything?"
  2084. > She looks you straight in the eye
  2085. > "This ain't even mah rape fet-thing a talkin', Ah don't want no pony to know Ah got urges 'bout Big Mac."
  2086. "Understood."
  2087. > She nods firmly
  2088. > "Good. 'Course, if'n you want to work that into the whole rape scenario, Ah won't complain none."
  2089. > She blushes at that
  2090. "Which, the Big Mac thing or the you'll do anything thing?"
  2091. > She chews her lip
  2092. > "You can pretend to be Big Mac when we're in private, where no one even has a chance a hearin'. You can extort me anywhere, though."
  2093. > You resume thrusting, marveling at the sight of her booty rippling with each pound
  2094. "So I could tell you suck my dick in front of all your friends?"
  2095. > She clenches at that
  2096. > "You'd best have a good explanation ready, but..."
  2097. > She looks down at the damp spot in the dirt below her marehood
  2098. > "Ah'd choke on your cock in front of the whole town if it meant keepin' mah secret."
  2099. > You pet her mane gently, feeling something stirring in your loins
  2100. "Your secret is safe with me. Your body might not be, though."
  2101. > She grins at that, then turns away
  2102. > "P-please, treat me kindly."
  2103. > You lean in to nip at her ear, noticing as you do, how her legs are trembling and her breathing is coming faster than before
  2104. "You're enjoying this, aren't you? Such a slutty little farmpony."
  2105. > She shudders, grinding her ass against you
  2106. > "F-fuck..."
  2107. > Oh, she's close
  2108. "Name it after me, you shameless cum dumpster."
  2109. > Applejack's eyes roll back in her head as her pussy pulses and writhes around your rod
  2110. > She whimpers unintelligible syllables, begging for your release
  2111. > You clench your teeth as all the tension of the afternoon transmutes into unspeakable bliss
  2112. > There's nothing in the world except you, Applejack, and your body's desperate attempt at filling her with every drop of your semen
  2113. > She slumps down to the ground, cum falling from your dick onto her twitching flank
  2114. > You wearily wipe off your cock with her tail, her eye tracking your every movement
  2115. > That done, you slowly put on your clothes, then sit down in the dirt
  2116. > Applejack chuckles
  2117. > "Mighty finicky for a stallion as just rutted a mare."
  2118. > You shrug
  2119. "There's sexy dirty, and there's soil dirty."
  2120. > She rolls over, grinding her cum stained flank into the dirt with a grin
  2121. > "And now Ah'm both!"
  2122. > You have to laugh at that, and she's not long behind
  2123. > The sky is a vibrant orange by the time the two of you recover
  2124. > You pat her cheek fondly
  2125. "It's been fun, but I got to go home. Take care of yourself, now."
  2126. > She tips her hat
  2127. > "You too. And remember, any thing you want."
  2128. > You nod
  2129. "I'll keep that in mind. Oh, and would you like to be part of the innuendo club? It's not as blatant as you are, but..."
  2130. > She tilts her head
  2131. > "You want me to go somewhere you and others talk about ruttin' in thin little lies?"
  2132. > Well,
  2133. > She holds her hat to her chest in longsuffering sorrow
  2134. > "The things ah do to keep mah secret."
  2135. "I wasn't- well, at any rate, I'll let you know about the meeting when I plan it."
  2136. > She puts her hat back on
  2137. > "Alright, now go on and let me see the back of you. You've done enough 'round here for today."
  2138. > You chuckle and walk away, content with a job well done
  2139.  
  2140. > You come home to find Celestia humming to herself, cooking some sort of potato soup
  2141. > You immediately feel guilty about having just had sex with another mare
  2142. > Celestia beams at you
  2143. > "Welcome home! And how was your day?"
  2144. > She approaches, and you find yourself pressing your back against the closed door
  2145. > She sniffs the air, and her eyes widen
  2146. > Your heart sinks
  2147. > "Not just the Mayor, but Applejack too? I shall have to correct this."
  2148. > Oh no
  2149. > She levitates you onto the couch and teleports your clothes away
  2150. > "It appears I shall have to mark my territory again."
  2151. > With that, she mounts you, pressing her body against yours, nuzzling against your neck
  2152. > Oh, okay
  2153.  
  2154. > Much later, after the two of you have eaten, you tell her of your recruitment efforts
  2155. > Celestia smiles in appreciation
  2156. > "It sounds like things are well in hoof. I believe I shall have some time this Tuesday, around one in the afternoon, so that can be the time of the first meeting. You said the mayor volunteered her house?"
  2157. "That she did."
  2158. > "Then it is decided."
  2159. > She rises with a sigh
  2160. > "I shall now retire to my own bed. We wouldn't want a repeat of what happened this morning, after all."
  2161. > It takes you a moment to remember what she's talking about
  2162. "Oh yeah, that would be unfortunate. Do you really think she'll be back though?"
  2163. > Celestia nods somberly
  2164. > "She is a mare of her word. Her stubbornness in that way is both endearing and rather irritating."
  2165. > Huh
  2166. "I guess I can respect that. Well, goodnight Celestia."
  2167. > "Sweet dreams, Anon."
  2168. > She vanishes, and you shake your head
  2169. "After a day like today? It's inevitable."
  2170. > The empty house says nothing
  2171. > You wake up earlier than you expected
  2172. > The house is quiet
  2173. > You lay in bed, trying to imagine how Luna will be
  2174. > You just don't know
  2175. > You groan, wishing you could sleep in, but your bladder is making demands and your mind won't stop spinning uselessly
  2176. > First things first
  2177. > After your skip to the loo, you light a small cooking fire
  2178. > With the early morning bird song and the smell of smoke, you are reminded of when you used to go camping
  2179. > You relax, only half paying attention to the frying eggs
  2180. > Cheese soon follows, as well as toast
  2181. > You are halfway through your breakfast, when Luna cautiously opens your door
  2182. > "Ah, the morning finds thee well, Anonymous. Prythee, wherefore hath Celestia hidden herself?"
  2183. > You shrug
  2184. "I don't know. She thought it would be best if she didn't stay the night, so she's probably in her normal bed."
  2185. > Luna steps into the house and closes the door behind her
  2186. > You didn't get a good look the first time, but now you can appreciate the terms of the punishment
  2187. > The maid uniform is tight fitting, especially with Luna's tail stuffed up the back
  2188. > The skirt barely covers her hindquarters, leaving just a hint of a curve where her thigh connects to her rear
  2189. > "I...did not mean to obstruct thy rooster."
  2190. > ...
  2191. "Cockblock, you mean?"
  2192. > She blushes
  2193. > "Yes, c-, ah, intervene in thy trysting."
  2194. > She looks around your home
  2195. > "Permit me, therefore, to wash thy dishes."
  2196. "Uh, sure?"
  2197. > They had sort of piled up from last night
  2198. > She strides over to the sink, her skirt shifting back and forth with the play of her muscles
  2199. > Nice
  2200. > You finish your breakfast while watching her shift her weight while she works
  2201. > You bring the plate over to her, and she tenses at your nearness
  2202. > "Proceed, Anonymous. It is given to you to gaze upon my..."
  2203. "Your what?"
  2204. > She blushes and looks away
  2205. > It comes out as a whisper
  2206. > "My marehood."
  2207. "Thank you."
  2208. > She glares at you, but it lacks conviction
  2209. > "It is a penance, not a favor!"
  2210. > Your hand gently lifts her skirt, letting the hem drag across her pert ass
  2211. > She shudders
  2212. "Nevertheless, you offered it without prompting just now, and I thank you for the gesture."
  2213. > She glares down at the dishes, perhaps scrubbing harder than is strictly necessary
  2214. > "Courtesy doth not hide the perversity of thy interest. Gaze, then, Anon. I cannot prevent thee."
  2215. "As you wish."
  2216. > You ignore her growl, and step back to enjoy the view
  2217. > Such round cheeks, that puckered hole, and
  2218. "You're wet?"
  2219. > A pan clatters in the sink
  2220. > "Th-thou art mistaken. 'Tis a trick of the light, nothing more."
  2221. > You look closer
  2222. > Her slit is definitely glistening
  2223. > Your breath blows across her marehood, and it winks
  2224. "You just winked."
  2225. > You straighten up to see her give you a baleful glare
  2226. > "If thou must know, betwixt Loyalty's and thine abode, I visited the dreams of certain ponies in town. I shall not say more, as we are both acquainted with worldly things."
  2227. "I understand. One of the dangers and perks of your job, I guess."
  2228. > "Indeed."
  2229. > You step back and scratch your head
  2230. > To be honest, you didn't really think about how much work a pony could do in an hour
  2231. "So, I'm going to take a shower. I'll leave it up to you what to clean while I'm in there."
  2232. > She wipes her hooves on a towel and nods
  2233. > You walk over to your bathroom, one of the few places where you are fully modern
  2234. > Hot running water is not to be gone without
  2235. > You turn to close the door behind you, but Luna is in the way
  2236. "Um, why are you following me?"
  2237. > Luna frowns
  2238. > "Dost thou not remember the terms of mine punishment? For this hour, I am thy maid, to wake thee, to feed thee, to clean after thee, and to cleanse thee."
  2239. > Blue magic quickly pulls your clothes off, her uniform as well
  2240. > She tries to look you in the eye, but she keeps glancing down at your boner
  2241. > "Unleash the waters, and permit me to preform thy ablutions."
  2242. > Clock guy might've been right about Luna
  2243. > You turn on the water, waiting until it gets to a comfortable heat, and step under the spray
  2244. > Out of the corner of your eye, you see Luna apply some soap to one of her hooves
  2245. > Then you stagger as she hooks a hoof over your left shoulder, her other one rubbing slippery circles into your back
  2246. "Whoa there! I almost fell just now."
  2247. > Her mild voice comes from a few inches behind your right ear
  2248. > "I beg thy pardon, I had thought only to steady thee against my ministrations."
  2249. > You suspect she might be getting revenge for earlier
  2250. > Her hoof circles lower and lower, until
  2251. "Are you groping my ass?"
  2252. > You can feel the heat of her blush, her face close to your neck
  2253. > "Though it seemeth irregular, rest assured I am but mirroring the protocol of mine own maid."
  2254. "Your maid gropes your butt?"
  2255. > "She hath an indifferent touch, and doth not linger indecorously."
  2256. > ...
  2257. "You're kinda lingering right now."
  2258. > "I ask thy pardon again."
  2259. > She puts some more soap on her scrubbing hoof and starts to work on the backs of your legs
  2260. > When she reaches the bottom, she removes her hoof from your shoulder and steps back
  2261. > "Wouldst thou turn to face me?"
  2262. > You comply, and she rears up and hooks her hoof onto your right shoulder
  2263. > This brings her head awfully close to yours as she sets to scrubbing again
  2264. > She focuses entirely on her soapy hoof as she works down your arm
  2265. > She tries to scrub your hand, and you grasp her hoof
  2266. > Luna looks up at you with a persistent blush on her face
  2267. > "Shall I continue, or hath mine efforts been unsatisfactory?"
  2268. > You had meant to tease her, but...
  2269. "Please, continue."
  2270. > She gives you a shy smile, and sets to sudsing up your chest
  2271. > You notice she is having a harder time focusing on her duties, with your throbbing erection right in front of her
  2272. > You have to admit, all this groping and hanging about has gotten you rather sensitive
  2273. > You may have sneaked some strokes when she was working on your ass
  2274. > Luna finishes your other arm, and settles down on all fours
  2275. > She doesn't bother looking away now, and her face is quite flushed
  2276. > "Even this...falls under my duties."
  2277. "Um, Luna?"
  2278. > She soaps up both of her front hooves and takes a deep breath
  2279. > Then she jerkily strokes your cock, trying to coat in soap as quickly as possible
  2280. > She leans her head forward intently, her hot breath caressing your aching erection
  2281. > You groan as her hooves make one more coordinated stroke
  2282. > Hot cum spurts out, hitting her forehead, then her open mouth, then onto her frozen hooves
  2283. > She stares at your cock, her eye closing as some of your jizz drips down from her forehead
  2284. > She swallows unconsciously, and you barely resist the urge to shove your penis into her mouth
  2285. > She lowers her hooves and darts around you, frantically trying to wash the sticky stuff off
  2286. "Here, let me get that for you."
  2287. > You grab a washcloth and pour some soap on it
  2288. > She stills as you begin wiping off your cum from her face, and somehow that turns you on even more
  2289. > Luna offers you her hooves, not meeting your eyes as you clean them too
  2290. > The two of you stand silently under the hot water for some time
  2291. > "I did not mean-"
  2292. "It was just an-"
  2293. > You motion for her to go first
  2294. > She clears her throat
  2295. > "I shall leave the cleaning of that area to thee next time."
  2296. "Next time? I mean, yes, that might be for the best."
  2297. > She rustles her wings gently
  2298. > "Thou mayest order me away, if thou desirest."
  2299. "What? Why?"
  2300. > She looks up at you, an unidentifiable expression on her face
  2301. > "Twilight hath informed me of human etiquette and culture. Thou hast taken Celestia to be thy waifu, and verily I hath just entiared her from thee... Or entiared thee with me? Verily, entiarance hath occurred."
  2302. > It seems Twilight didn't explain things all that well
  2303. > Not that you can blame her exactly
  2304. "Luna, I am Celestia's consort. I have already rutted two mares with her knowledge and approval. At this point, an accidental hoofjob doesn't bother her or me. All I want to know right now is, what does this mean to you? You sorta panicked back there."
  2305. > Luna sits down on her haunches
  2306. > "Consort? And who hath thou rutted?"
  2307. > You casually turn off the water, watching her carefully
  2308. "Mayor Mare and Applejack."
  2309. > "And she did approve?"
  2310. "Yes."
  2311. > Luna rubs her chin, absentmindedly licking her lips
  2312. > "Hast thou rutted a mare before them and her?"
  2313. "I'm afraid not."
  2314. > She nods, as if you just confirmed her suspicions
  2315. > "I shall have to think upon this situation. Wilt thou grant me leave to do so?"
  2316. "Sure?"
  2317. > She vanishes in a blue flash
  2318. > As you dry yourself off with a towel you mutter,
  2319. "What was that about?"
  2320.  
  2321. > You decide it doesn't really matter
  2322. > The morning is spent carving
  2323. > You figure that if you lived on the sale of these things before, it should only be easier, especially because ponies can now commission things from you
  2324. > Clothes washing...is one of the things you can't afford to modernize
  2325. > Most ponies make do with soap and water
  2326. > The ones that wear enough clothing for washing to take a while, usually use a dry cleaning-like service
  2327. > Thoses services aren't especially cheap either, so you just tough it out
  2328. > As such, it is early afternoon by the time you have washed and hung out to fry most of your weekly clothes
  2329. > You fasten the last of your socks when an envelope flutters down from above
  2330. > You look up to see Derpy salute, then stagger across the sky back to town
  2331. > The envelope is addressed to you, and you suspect handwriting, (hoofwriting?) that fancy could only belong to one of a few ponies
  2332. > The letter confirms your suspicions
  2333. > Although honestly, why couldn't Rarity just give you the outfit in person, rather than writing a letter, having it delivered, and then waiting for you to drop by
  2334. > Twenty minutes later and only halfway to town, you may have an answer
  2335. > The path is dusty, made worse by the fitful winds that raise it high into the air
  2336. > You just hope the pegasi schedule a rainy day soon
  2337. > By the time you come to the boutique, you are officially tired of making this trip every day for the past few days
  2338. > You sigh, and open the door
  2339. > There is a humanoid mannequin in a black dress with a green sash and embroidery
  2340. > Rarity motions you closer
  2341. > "What do you think, darling? It's quite revolutionary if I say so myself."
  2342. > You approach
  2343. "It's a dress. I mean, it'd be fine I guess if I was a woman, but-"
  2344. > "Really, Anonymous. It is clearly a robe, and a stately one at that. But more than that, I had to have Twilight help me with-"
  2345. > The doors open, this time to admit Luna
  2346. > She nods in satisfaction
  2347. > "Thou art to be congratulated, Generosity. Thou hast anticipated my wishes, and prepared a suitable robe Anonymous."
  2348. > She turns to you
  2349. > "Anonymous, wilt thou be my consort?"
  2350. > Rarity faints
  2351. > You just gaze at Luna skeptically
  2352. "I'm already Celestia's consort. I really-"
  2353. > Rarity revives
  2354. > "She made you her consort? You really must tell me all about it~!"
  2355. > Luna clears her throat
  2356. > Rarity grins sheepishly
  2357. > "Pardon me, please continue, Princess Luna."
  2358. > Luna fixes you with a resolute stare
  2359. > "Thou art not the first nor the last consort to be in the service of two ponies. I cannot command thee in this, but thou wilt find I would be quite appreciative if thou dost accept."
  2360. > You hold up your hands, signalling for her to slow down
  2361. "This is really sudden. I mean, a few days ago, you thought I was a rapist, then you grudgingly agreed to be my maid, and now you want a committed friends with benefits relationship?"
  2362. > Luna blushes
  2363. > "Perhaps it is not as sudden as thou believest..."
  2364. "How so?"
  2365. > She looks down at her hooves
  2366. > "That night was not the first night I watched thy dreams, nor thy actions from afar."
  2367. > You wish you could be surprised
  2368. "You were stalking me?"
  2369. > Luna shakes her head
  2370. > "Nay, I was content to be thy distant admirer, as many a pony doth admire the moon and yet never reach it. Th-then I bore witness to thy dark dream. I was at war within myself, torn by thy virtues and thy vices. I was perhaps overzealous in speaking of thee, using such language as to paint a vivid picture in the minds of thy fellow ponies."
  2371. > You suppose you did ask for an explanation, and now you're getting one
  2372. > She continues
  2373. > "I had sought to assuage my troubled mind thereby, but when thou didst confront me with my wrongdoing, I could see clearly that thou art a just man, firm of purpose and body. Willingly did I submit to thy chosen humiliations, for they were my due."
  2374. > Rarity is just eating this up, you can tell
  2375. > "What sorts of humiliations?"
  2376. > Luna seems to have just remembered that she has an audience
  2377. > Moonbutt shifts uneasily
  2378. > "Cleaning his abode and r-revealing my m- it mattereth not!"
  2379. > Rarity's brow furrows and her mouth shapes an 'm' sound
  2380. > Then she turns a shocked expression to you
  2381. > "Really?"
  2382. > You nod slightly
  2383. > Rarity hugs herself blissfully
  2384. > "Princess, do go on, I simply must know the end to this wonderful little drama!"
  2385. > Luna is rather taken aback at her enthusiasm, but she presses forward, choosing to focus on only you
  2386. > "In my service to thee and Loyalty, I did feel stirrings from within. I had thought thy choice of punishment was a show of...interest. And lo, this morning, thou didst not recoil from my touch, but thou didst fulsomely respond, caring but little for my sister, but tenderly speaking to me of my own wellbeing. I have spent my noon sleep restless and hungry not for food, but for thy gentle company. When I could not still my heart's yearning a moment longer, I resolved to come to thee and ask thee, wilt thou take this dark and lonely mare, and be her consort and friend?"
  2387. > Rarity leans forward, eager for your answer
  2388. > What should you answer be?
  2389. > On one hand, she caused a lot of trouble for you and others
  2390. > On the other hand, the situation has largely passed, and things have been...interesting, to say the least
  2391. > She is a sad and lonely mare
  2392. > You recognize a bit of yourself in that
  2393. > You sigh
  2394. "For the record, you ponies are crazy."
  2395. > Luna tilts her head
  2396. > "And what of thy answer?"
  2397. > You chuckle
  2398. "It's crazy too. Yeah, I'll be your consort as well."
  2399. > Luna squeals and rushes forward, wrapping you in a warm embrace
  2400. > Rarity dabs at her eyes with a handkerchief
  2401. > Luna pulls back, a grin on her face
  2402. > "Come, now don thy robes and let us take to the carriage!"
  2403. > Before you can say a word, blue magic pulls your shirt off and throws the black and green dress at you
  2404. > You roll your eyes as you put it on, mildly impressed at how well it fits
  2405. > You barely have a moment to compose yourself before you are whisked outside to a stately carriage pulled by four of Luna's nightguard
  2406. > You raise your eyebrows at Luna as you settle into your seat
  2407. "Wouldn't it be quicker to just teleport home?"
  2408. > Luna shakes her head
  2409. > "If that were my sole intent, we would do as thou sayest. However, I mean to display thee, dressed as thou art in my coloration. This day, the town shall know that thou and I art reconciled."
  2410. "Oh, okay. That sounds fine."
  2411. > "Indeed."
  2412. > As the carriage passes though the streets, the ponies whisper amongst themselves
  2413. > Soon a crowd follows behind, sometimes gaining members, sometimes losing them
  2414. > At first Luna is pleased at the attention, but as the trip goes onward, she becomes uneasy
  2415. > She whispers,
  2416. > "Prepare thyself, Anon."
  2417. > Then she stands up to address the crowd
  2418. > "CITIZENS OF PONYVILLE, LET IT BE KNOWN THAT WE ARE RECONCILED, HE AND I, AND THAT I DO HEREBY RETRACT MINE ACCUSATIONS OF THIS HUMAN. NOW I SHALL TAKE MY LEAVE."
  2419.  
  2420. > You appear in front of your house in a blue flash, Luna at your side
  2421. > She approaches the door with a smug smile on her face
  2422. > "There is but one more pony to notify."
  2423. > You follow her into your house
  2424. > Celestia lies in your bed, nose deep in your pillow
  2425. > She starts to get up, a sheepish smile on her face
  2426. > Luna snorts
  2427. > "Nay sister, retain thy position. I have perceived thy machinations, and Twilight hath enlightened me unto some of the perversions such as arise. Thy fetish is entiarance, is it not?"
  2428. > Celestia gazes at her in confusion
  2429. > "Do you mean entrance? It was nice of you to get Anon a white and gold robe, but I think that hardly qualifies as a grand or erotic entrance. I mean, is entrance even a fetish?"
  2430. > Luna scowls
  2431. > "Entiarance. When thou become aroused by another taking thy waifu and or husbando in carnal relations. And lo, his robes are blue and black, as a sign of fealty unto me. Is this not thy design? That I rut Anonymous, and thus assuage my pride and feed thy perversity?"
  2432. > Sunbutt blushes
  2433. > "Well, yes, that was the plan. But the robes are clearly in my colors."
  2434. > Luna frowns stubbornly
  2435. > "Blue and black."
  2436. > Celestia tilts her head in confusion
  2437. > "White and gold?"
  2438. "Green and black, actually."
  2439. > The princesses turn to you
  2440. > Luna blinks
  2441. > "Thou dost need thy eyesight examined, the body of the dress is clearly blue, and the embroidery black!"
  2442. > ...
  2443. > You take off the robes and look at them
  2444. > No, the embroidery is green...
  2445. "Maybe it's magic?"
  2446. > Celestia's horn glows for a moment, then she nods
  2447. > "Some sort of illusion, although I haven't seen anything like it. Where did you get these robes?"
  2448. "Rarity gave then to me. Come to think of it, she did mention she had to have Twilight's help..."
  2449. > The princesses look at each other and nod in understanding
  2450. > Celestia levitates it over into your dresser and shuts the drawer
  2451. > "Now where was I? Oh yes. How could you betray me for my own sister? I gave you everything, and now you force me to watch you make love to her!"
  2452. > Luna holds her head up high
  2453. > "He hath simply chosen the better mare."
  2454. > She strides towards the bed and lies down on top if her sister, beckoning you over with a motion from her wing
  2455. > "And now he shall rut me atop thee! Thou shalt feel his every thrust, delivered but a scant distance from thine own marehood!"
  2456. > Well, they are sisters, there had to be some similarities
  2457. "Hold on, let me get something."
  2458. > They gaze at you in confusion as you grab the center cushion of your couch
  2459. > You lift Luna's rear a bit and wedge it between them
  2460. > As you take off the rest of your clothes, Luna speaks
  2461. > "I appreciate thy thoughtfulness, but verily Celestia's rear is most soft and warm already."
  2462. > Celestia smiles
  2463. > "Thank you."
  2464. > "Thou art welcome. But Anonymous, why hast thou wedged this cushion betwixt she and I?"
  2465. > You pat her flanks fondly
  2466. "It has been marked by the marecum of the princess of love. If I'm going to knock you up, this will probably do it."
  2467. > Luna's eyes go wide, and her pussy winks
  2468. > You look down, and it would seem Celestia finds this interesting too
  2469. "I could take it out, if you aren't comfortable with the idea."
  2470. > Luna clamps her lower legs around Celestia, crushing the cushion between them
  2471. > "N-nay, by all means i-impregnate me whilst upon my sister."
  2472. > Celestia whimpers into the pillow, her pussy winking furiously
  2473. > It's funny, you'd think that you could just go to town, no foreplay necessary
  2474. > But no, now that you are faced with two royal flowers, you want to take your time, have some fun
  2475. > You set a hand on Luna's ass and walk to her front, dragging your fingers along her side
  2476. > Luna shivers happily
  2477. > When you reach their heads, Luna gives you a sultry look
  2478. > "Yes, Anonymous?"
  2479. > You cup her cheeks, planting a chaste kiss on her lips
  2480. > She smiles, head darting forward for more, but you hold her back
  2481. "You know, I am also Celestia's consort."
  2482. > Luna looks at you in confusion, while Celestia opens her mouth expectantly
  2483. > You stroke Luna's mane lovingly
  2484. "Won't you give Celestia some of my kisses?"
  2485. > Luna frowns unhappily
  2486. > "I shall not prevent thee from her lips."
  2487. "You misunderstand. The kisses I make with you, I would that you would make them with Celestia."
  2488. > Luna is shocked
  2489. > "She is my sister!"
  2490. > You stroke Luna's cheek coaxingly
  2491. "How bitter for her, to taste her lover on another's lips."
  2492. > Luna looks down at her sister
  2493. > Celestia gazes up with pleading eyes
  2494. > Luna sighs
  2495. > "Very well."
  2496. > She lowers her head and pecks sunbutt on the lips
  2497. > Moonbutt looks at you expectantly
  2498. "Very good. I think you deserve a reward."
  2499. > With that, you lift Luna's chin and kiss her passionately, your lips surging against hers
  2500. > With your free hand, you lightly trace the spiral of moonbutt's horn, and she moans, her tongue desperately pushing past your lips
  2501. > Your tongue writhes against her fevered efforts and your hand strokes her horn more firmly
  2502. > Luna's body rocks gently as she humps the cushion and her sister, completely at the mercy of the hornjob you're giving her
  2503. > You stroke her horn rapidly, exulting in her uncoordinated kissing and in Celestia's plight as the object of her sister's humping
  2504. > Meanwhile, sunbutt gently suckles on your erection, her eyes downcast
  2505. > Luna arches her neck in ecstasy, breaking the kiss
  2506. > "BY THE STARS, YES! OH YES!"
  2507. > As she comes down from her orgasm, she looks down
  2508. > "Sister!"
  2509. > Celestia daintily lets your cock fall from her mouth
  2510. > "Yes?"
  2511. "Oh, that's right, you should give her a kiss like that too."
  2512. > Luna's jaw drops
  2513. > You pat her cheek and head towards her rear
  2514. "Don't forget the hornjob part."
  2515. > "I, but- you, and-"
  2516. > You notice Luna's marecum has dripped down onto Celestia's tail and ass
  2517. "I'll just get started back here while you think about it."
  2518. > You spread Luna's cheeks wide, her winking marehood on full display
  2519. > With a happy sigh, you sink your dick into her moist depths
  2520. > Her hooves paw at the bed as her breath hitches
  2521. > You start with a slow rhythm, your hands rubbing circles into her plump flanks
  2522. > "B-be grateful, sister, for this t-taste."
  2523. > You lean to the side and glimpse their kiss, Luna's eyes shut tight
  2524. > Celestia catches you looking and winks
  2525. > You give her a thumbs up, and return to plowing her sister
  2526. > That little scene already got your pretty hard,
  2527. > The mares begin to moan, bands of magic flickering along each other's horn
  2528. > But now you're diamonds
  2529. > You grab Luna's tail for leverage, pounding her pussy with fervor
  2530. > Your other hand digs at Celestia's ass, kneading the pale, soft flesh
  2531. > The bed creaks from the motion of two full grown mares' bucking hips
  2532. > The sound is joined by the increased whimpers and moans of the sisters, and your own grunts of exertion
  2533. > Celestia breaks first, head hung low as she stains your bed sheets with her cum
  2534. > "Luna, you whore!"
  2535. > Luna grins in triumph, her eyes rolling back in her head
  2536. > "I have stolen thy coltfriend! At last!"
  2537. > She clenches around you, her marehood desperately milking your cock
  2538. > She gazes at you over her shoulder
  2539. > "Fill my womb!"
  2540. > Fuck
  2541. > You thrust into her, shooting once
  2542. > With titanic restraint, you pull out, then thrust in again, letting one more rope of semen out
  2543. > You pull out again, and let your knees buckle
  2544. > Luna stares at you in concern, but you take this opportunity to thrust into Celestia's pussy, emptying the rest of your balls into her unsuspecting depths
  2545. > Her breath hitches, then continues normally
  2546. "Sorry, I got a little weak in the knees. You got one hell of a pussy, Luna."
  2547. > With that, you stuff your cock inside Moonbutt once more, letting it slowly soften inside her
  2548. > Luna smiles at that
  2549. > "Didst thou hear sister? He prefers my marehood to thine!"
  2550. > Celestia glances at you out of the corner of her eye
  2551. > "So I hear. Congratulations."
  2552.  
  2553. > It takes a little while to disassemble the marepile, and even after there is a fair amount of butt grabbing all around
  2554. > Celestia eyes the clock
  2555. > "Oh Luna, court will be resuming soon. You might want to go soon."
  2556. > Moonbutt looks up from where she was nuzzling your neck
  2557. > "Ah, I thank thee, sister. Anonymous, I must go, but thou shalt see me in thy dreams."
  2558. "Have fun storming the castle!"
  2559. > She grins and teleports away
  2560. > Celestia looks at you speculatively
  2561. > "Not that I'm complaining, but why did you impregnate me as well? We could have had out own tryst some other time."
  2562. > You hug her neck, sighing at the calming scent of vanilla
  2563. "Throughout this whole affair, you were the only one to see me for who I am. You have been a good support, and have helped me be motivated to go out and talk to ponies. I know one of your fetishes is this whole cuckoldry thing, but I wanted to give you a sign that you mean a lot to me."
  2564. > Celestia holds you tight, sighing happily
  2565. > "Thank you, Anon. You have helped me see the new in old things, and made my time that much more worthwhile."
  2566. > She giggles
  2567. "What?"
  2568. > "Now I have your batter in my belly, Anon."
  2569. > You roll your eyes, and smile
  2570. > You would never have dreamed that your life would end up this way
  2571. > Maybe that's why it came true
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