>Ponyville is now a small settlement on the horizon to you.
>You know, living here really isn't so bad.
>Sure, your very specific skill sets were rendered useless, but you're a survivor, if nothing else.
>The p0nies are incredibly accepting of you and are very fun to be around, except for Fluttershy of course.
>Still, your constant money problems really don't help any.
*Tunk*
"Ow!"
*Tink* *Tink* *Tink*
>You glance down and see a bit rolling on the ground.
>Alright, free money!
>Bending over to pick up the coin, you freeze when you see a fluttering shadow above you.
>Hazarding a look up, your eyes narrow at the yellow menace herself.
>The price for that bit is just too steep for you now, so you leave it on the ground.
"What do you want, Fluttershy?"
>The pegasus lands and pulls out a small sack from a saddlebag.
>The sound of bits jingling fills the air.
>"I- I- um… I'd like to schedule an appointment… If that's ok…"
"No, it isn't."
>You resume your commute to the forrest as she replaces her rape money in her saddlebag.
>"B-but… Why not? My bits are just as good as any other mares!"
"That may be, but I reserve the right to refuse service."
>She becomes flustered and flies up to your face.
>"Well, why are you refusing me, then?!"
>Here it comes.
"You're creepy. Rape is not love. Constant fetish guessing is not the best way to a person's heart, NOR is it my fetish. And worst of all, you've set yourself up for the Sisyphean task of getting me to take something, I DON'T want."
>Fluttershy tears up at your rebuttal.
>"But- but… *mumble* *Sniff*"
>She flies off crying.
*Sigh*
>The Everfree swallows you on your journey to Zecora's.
 
>The shaman's home comes into view shortly after you enter the forrest.
>You have learned several shortcuts due to your regular visits here.
>Approaching the entrance, you raise a hand to knock.
>"Anonymous, my dear friend…"
>"Have we, some business, to attend?"
>Zecora's rhyme reaches you through her door.
"Heh, can never sneak up on you… I've come by for our monthly meeting."
>The door opens and a striped equine beholds you.
>"Ah, yes, how could I forget…"
>"We'll sort this out, do not fret."
>She motions you in and closes the door behind you.
>While you have more modern tastes, Zecora's hut has a rustic charm to it.
>It's a nice change from most p0nies' homes, that's for sure.
>"Want some food or drink, while you wait?"
>"Or don't tell me, you already ate?"
>It sill amazes you how she comes up with these.
"I ate before coming here, thanks though."
>She shrugs and gathers some ingredients for your potion.
>"My friend, your assistance, I will require…"
>"If we are to finish, before the twilight hour."
>Wasn't as good as her other ones, but you'll give her that one.
>You walk over to the shaman and help her get ready.
>"Wing of bat, for stamina's sake…"
>You grab a flying rat corpse and carve off a wing.
>There's something… primal about Zecora that you enjoy.
>She's different from the other p0nies.
>"Minotaur's horn, to make them shake."
>A minotaur's horn is ground to a fine powder.
>Not just because she's a zebra, but everything about her is just more powerful.
>Her eyes are like deep pools, gazing into the abyss itself.
>"Some simple herbs, beyond your count…"
>Zecora grabs a few herbs and places them with the other ingredients.
>You glance at her flank and see her swishing her tail back and forth, putting on a show.
>She remembered you were coming, the aphrodisiac incense was a new touch though.
>"Will let you give, a large amount."
>The shaman walks over to a large cauldron and lights a fire beneath it.
>Placing the makings of the potion into an odd soup inside the cauldron, she stirs in a counter-clockwise motion.
>As she mixes the blend together, she continues to flick her tail at you, sometimes just lifting it to the side and holding it to give your a good view of her nether regions.
*Drip*
>If her glistening marehood didn't betray her intentions, her pungent musk certainly would.
>It's intoxicating.
>You don't bother hiding the tent in your pants, she knows how aroused you are.
*Poof*
>The now boiling mixture belches a large puff of smoke and turns green.
>"We must be, expedient…"
>"And add the last, ingredient!"
>Zecora widens her stance and leans forward.
>As she does so, she points to a bottle filled with a pink liquid on a table nearby.
>You strip as you retrieve the bottle.
>Standing naked behind Zecora, the bottle in one hand, and your throbbing dick in the other, you glance down at the Zebra's now winking sex as it drips with juices.
>You pour the contents of the bottle onto your member, being sure to rub it over every inch.
>No way you were going in dry.
>Kneeling, you position yourself behind Zecora.
>You lift her tail and place your tip at the base of her vulva.
>You slowly drag it up her slit, teasing her before you reach your real destination.
>Zecora's puckered hole loosens a little when she feels your cock giving her a kiss.
>She groans as your lubricated member is granted access to her intestines.
>Inch by inch, you slide slowly into the mare until you feel her wetness seeping onto your scrotum.
>Her coarse fur scrapes against your hips while her velvety insides squeeze you.
>"We now are one, a spell we sew…"
>"Deep inside, your cum must go."
>Her sudden vulgarity only makes you pulsate inside her.
>*Gasp*
>Zecora's head is held low as you begin to extract yourself from her.
>Once you are about halfway out you thrust back into her.
*Whap*
>"Oh~"
>You feel her shake as she tries to accommodate the large mass in her ass.
*Whap*
>*Gasp*
>Placing a hand on her stomach, you can feel yourself straitening her digestive tract.
*Whap*
>"Ah~"
>She probably gave herself something to make her last longer, and if she can cheat, so can you.
>You give into one of the most base pleasures there is.
>The thrill of the hunt.
>Zecora is prey, and you are her predator.
>You continue to pump her while you lean forward and brandish your canines.
>Her eyes bulge in fear, but her neck cranes to the side to give you access to her jugular.
>You hear her rapid breaths above you and feel her blood pound through her intestinal walls.
*Chomp*
>Zecora whinnies as her blood trickles into your mouth.
>With every thrust, a fresh surge of blood washes over your tongue and is greedily swallowed.
*Whap*
*Gulp*
*Whap*
*Gulp*
*Whap*
*Gulp*
>Zecora's eyes roll back into her head and her tongue lolls out of her mouth.
>Her intestines pulsate around your member, eliciting a throaty moan from you.
>You feel yourself getting close, so you take your position.
>Remaining inside of her, you lift the semi-conscious Zecora and bounce her against your hips.
>Her walls clamp down on you like a vice and you burry yourself in her luscious ass.
"Hng!"
>Zecora tightens her grip on you as you fill her intestines.
>Her stomach distends somewhat as her enteric organ stretches as it is pumped full of your seed.
>"AH!"
>You angle the mare's entrance to the mixture you had made together.
>She squirts her fluids into the caldron as you shoot yours into her.
>The mixture turns a brilliant shade of pink as Zecora's mare juices intermingle with the other ingredients.
>You lower the zebra and hold her ass in the air as you pull out.
>Several bubbles of your semen churn inside of her as her anus slowly clenches shut.
>You make sure her ass is angled so nothing drips out.
>She uses your essence in some of her more powerful potions.
>But it has to stew in the body of a shaman first, so it can absorb more energy.
>Who were you to question her methods?
>As Zecora comes to, she stands and shakes her flank.
>Satisfied with the soft sloshing noise she hears, she smiles at you.
>"Very good, Anonymous…"
>"You conquered all, and pleasured us."
>"This potion of virility, is, of course, free…"
>She gives a sultry look as she motions to the caldron.
>You reach into the cauldron and cup some of the liquid in your hand.
>It is now cool to the touch and goes down your throat smoothly.
>"But perhaps you'd like, to test it, with me."
>You have no more appointments for today, you might as well pay Zecora for her troubles.
>You snarl and lunge at Zecora like a feral beast and proceeded to rut her into the ground for the next hour.
>By the time you finish, you have to help her to bed so she can begin the meditation process to charge the semen she now housed.
>It's a good thing she's not your species, or her bulging stomach would have you worried.
>She always makes a quality bit of potion for you.
>You thank Zecora and head home, being sure to bottle some of the pink mixture on the way out.
>Tomorrow is going to be a busy day again.
>First on your list is a minty unicorn, who just loves having you give her a helping hand.