"All right then, I'll see you tomorrow Carrot." >You open the door for Carrot Top as she leaves your house. >Looks like tomorrow will be pretty busy for Anon, human-equine relations, as well. >You toss the bits you just earned into the air and catch them. *Grumble* >Good thing too, you are starving! You'll have to get some food after your appointment. >You grab your jacket and set out for the dentist's office. >If not for your battle honed reflexes, you would have ran face first into Fluttershy's floating muff the moment you exited the house. "Whoa, whoa! No means no, Fluttershy!" >The yellow pegasus lands and hides behind her mane. >"Um, can I at least try to guess your fetish, Anon? If that's ok with you…" *Sigh* "Fine" >She unfurls her wing and drops a bag filled to the brim with bits on the ground. >"I-is being paid for sexual favors your fetish, Anon?" >Your palm collides with your forehead so hard it creates a sonic boom. "Fluttershy, that's not a fetish. It's a job." >"Oh so, you'll do it then?" >She turns around and presents her winking maregina to you. >"Give it to me rough! I-if that's how you like it…" >You bend over and pick up the bag of bits. >Then, you shove the bag into Fluttershy, open end first, dumping its contents into her cavity. >With a kick from your mighty foot, you cunt punt the Flutterbank all the way back to her cottage. >Sure, she lived ten feet away from you, but, eh, it's a respectable distance. >Resuming your journey, you reach Colgate's office about fifteen minutes later. >"Name?" >A pale purple secretary p0ny greets you as you walk in. "Anonymous." >The earthpony looks apathetically at a list before speaking. >"I'll let her know you're here." >Five minutes later, your sitting in a dental examination chair while a blue unicorn sits nearby prodding your mouth. >"So Anon, any problems?" "Nah- nahing I 'an hink o'." >Damn it's hard to talk with a hoof practically in your mouth. >"Well, that's good. All clean from what I can tell. Rinse." >She hands you a cup filled with rinsing fluid. >What kind of rinsing fluid? >Well, Colgate enjoyed to get an early start so… >You take a swig from the cup. >A minty flavor tantalizes your tongue. >Colgate watches intently as you swish the fluid around in your mouth. >Winking at the dentist, you swallow the sweet fluid and open your mouth again for the follow up examination. >"Everything looks good." >She begins to pant. >"Your canines are so exotic, Anon. They must be so useful…" >Leaning a little closer, she begins to drool into your mouth. >Of course, being a gentleman, you let her have fun. >"So… sharp, so… Mmm!" >Colgate shoves her lips against yours and begins her examination. >Her tongue rubs along your gum lines, checking for complications. >She bites your lip as she pulls back. >"Gums are good, but now I have to check the palate." >She worms her tongue through your teeth and laps at the roof of your mouth. >Placing the tip of her tongue at the rear of your mouth, she licks from back to front repeatedly. >You suck on her tongue as she retracts it. >"Well, that's healthy too. I guess you get a clean bill of health for no-" *Knock* *Knock* *Knock* >"Hello, Colgate? It's me, Twilight Sparkle. I have an appointment for today." >"J- just a minute!" >Colgate looks around nervously. >She stops and a sinister smile spreads across her snout. >You are shoved into a closet and told to stay there for now. >"Come in!" >The door opens and Twilight lies down in the chair. >"So, any problems Twilight?" >"Nah- nahing I 'an hink o'." >Oh that's funny, she said the same thing as you! >"Uh oh, looks like you might have a cavity!" >"Oh o~" >Colgate pulls a mechanical device outfitted with tanks of knockout gas over to the chair. >"I'll have to put you under." >"Is 'his 'eally…" >Twilight falls asleep from the gas. >Colgate hastily pulls you out of the closet and positions you next to Twilight. >"Ok, now rut her!" >You lift an eyebrow at toothpaste tail. >"What?" "You didn't pay enough for this." >A bag of bits is tossed at your feet from Colgate's desk. >"How bout now?" >You place the bits in your jacket and face Twilight's unconscious form. >Sorry Twi, just business. >You roll Twilight onto her back so Colgate can see everything clearly. >After undoing your pants, your cock lies between Twilight's crotch tits, reaching up to her lower stomach area. >What can you say, live in magic p0ny land long enough and you're bound to absorb some stallion magic. >Colgate takes up position next to Twilight and clops as you rub Twilight's entrance with your tip. >Interlacing the rubbing with prodding, Twilight easily gets wet. >Well, well, well, little miss nerd likes to get dirty. >Maybe you should extend your services to her. You're sure she'd love a chance to "study" you. >Colgate's clopping grows more fierce as you push your way into Twilight's marehood. >Her body instinctively arches as you enter her. >You grab her flank for more control and begin to thrust in and out, making a soft whapping sound as you do. *Whap* *Whap* *Whap* >Her velvety folds tantalize your senses, drawing you in deeper and deeper with each thrust. >Unfortunately, it doesn't take much for Twilight's body to reach orgasm. >P0nies are meant to breed, not last. >Her walls wrap around your member and squeeze, trying to milk you. >If you hadn't done this before, you would have blown your load, but you've long since gotten used to the feeling of an entire body trying to pull your seed out. >Colgate comes as well, but she's far from being done. >She positions herself over Twilight and lowers herself onto the sleeping mare. >"Now do me." >With a soft *pop* you remove yourself from Twilight. >Her sex quivers madly, tying to find the object of pleasure it once held inside. >Your tip gives Twilight one last kiss before you slide up to Colgate's minty pussy. >You plan to tease her with some prodding first, but she's so wet that you slide in several inches by accident. >Oh well. >You grab Colgate's flank and plunge your entire length into her. >*Gasp* >Colgate's head is thrown back as she tries to accommodate your girth. *Whap* *Whap* *Whap* >Colgate's body is completely different from Twilight's. >For one, she's not as tight. (Admittedly your fault) >For two, her muscles don't so much wrap, as they tug. >The pressure starts at the base of your shaft then works its way up to the head. >It's like your dick is the container, and your cum is the toothpaste. >Which reminds you, Colgate probably needs a refill on her toothpaste's main ingredient soon… >But for now, you focus on the mare in front of you. *Whap* *Whap* *Whap* >"Ah- I'm coming, Anon!" >Her walls begin to milk you, desperate for your whitening paste. >The veins on your member are massaged at just the right points, pushing you over the edge. "Me too!" >"No!" >Colgate pulls her madly winking hole off of you, leaving you in a quasi-orgamic state. >"Inside her." >She grabs your cock and positions it at Twilight's still hungry entrance. >You don't care, you just need relief. >Twilight greedily gobbles your length back up when you press against her. >Her abdomen distends, showing your member inside her. *Whap* *Whap* *Wha- *Splurt* *Splurt* >The purple p0ny's pussy contracts around you as you fill her womb with your seed. >She can't hold it all though and some escapes her tight hole, spilling onto the chair. >You start to pull out of Twilight, but Colgate tells you to wait. >She grabs a glass jar and positions it below Twilight. >You slide Twilight to the edge of the chair and slowly extract your rod. >Her body tries, in vain, to draw you back in and you pop out of her. *Splash* >Your fluids splatter out of Twilight and fill the glass container. >Colgate seals the lid and kisses the jar. >Guess she got her refill. >She cleans Twilight up and repositions her on the chair. >"Ok, same time next week?" >She tosses you another bag of bits. "It's important that I keep my teeth healthy, isn't it?" >She giggles at your comment and you head out. *Grumble* >You make your way to Sugarcube Corner for a quick bite. >Your next appointment is coming up fast, though. >And you can't keep Roseluck waiting.