Written by That_Happy_Guy
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>Day Away from Home in Equestria.
>With apathetic annoyance, you follow Applejack as the cutie mark crusaders in turn follow you; apologizing nonstop.
>Sweetie Belle jumps in front of you.
>”We're really sorry Mr. Anon!”
>Scootaloo jumps on top of her Unicorn friend.
>”Yeah, we didn't mean it!”
>Aaand Applebloom finishes their totem pole.
>”Ah know yer still mad, but honest! It was all Fluttershy's idea!”
>Sidestepping the fillies, you continue on.
>You knew they weren't the ones who made the plan, but they were the ones to blow up your house.
>Fluttershy had gotten tired of guessing your fetish and decided to do something drastic.
>She even went so far as to recruit the three fillies behind you.
>And they did it all for a chance to earn demolition cutie marks.
>You aren't mad at them, just very very very disappointed.
>Also, annoyed.
“How much farther until we reach the clubhouse Applejack?”
>The orange mare pushes a few branches out of the way, leading you through the farm.
>”Ah reckon another minute or so.”
>With a huff, you adjust the sleeping bag you are carrying.
>Once Applejack heard what her sister did, she offered to let you stay with them.
>Not in their house of course, what with three females and all.
>The CMC's club house was the best she could do.
>It was either that or Fluttershy's -generous- offer to move in with her.
>Considering you didn't want to go to jail for murder, you went with Orangekick.
>”We're here.”
>Reaching an open area, you see the small house.
>There is no way it will be comfortable to shack up here, but what are you gonna do?
“Thanks Applejack. I'll make sure to clean up after myself.”
>Walking towards the ladder, the fillies try once more to apologize.
>This time, in unison.
>”Sorryyyyyy.”
>You grunt and once again move past them.
>Stepping into the clubhouse, you can't help but feel... cozy.
>For the next week, this is your home.
>You sigh and mutter under your breath.
“Fucking great.”
>It was a long day and after work, you immediately came -home-.
>Taking off your shoes, you toss them in a corner and sit down.
>You finally let off your sorrow about the situation.
>Falling to your side, you just lay there as the sun sets.
>Your peace is soon interrupted though.
>A loud crackle and fizz is heard.
>Soon after, a familiar song starts to play.
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dQw4w9WgXcQ
>Oh dear god, how did this song get to Equestria?!
>”Oo-oooh, we're no strangers to love.”
>Fucking yellow little- why is she here?!
>”You know the rules a-and so do I!”
>You are gonna kill her!
>”A full commitment's, what I-I'm thinking of!”
>Pulling yourself up, you head towards the front door.
>”You wouldn't get this from any other mare!”
>Fluttershy is standing at the bottom of the tree with a boombox.
>”IIII just wanna tell you how I'm feeling.”
>Groaning, you furrow your brow and grind your teeth.
>”Gotta make you understand!”
>You head back in and grab a shoe.
>”Never gonna give you up!”
>Aiming for the boombox, you hold your breath.
>”Never gonna let-”
>Fire!
>The boombox flies out of her hooves and breaks, ending the song abruptly.
>Fluttershy squeals and drops to her stomach.
>You growl out to the mare.
“What do you want Fluttershy?!”
>She lifts her head, smiling a bit.
>”I-I just wanted to say I am sorry a-and see if you wanted to come to my place.”
>You glare at the mare.
>”If you give me another chance... maybe you would see I'm not so bad?”
>Slamming your hands against the railing, your eyes shoot wide with anger.
“If I ever see you again, I will literally skin and eat Angel alive in front of you!”
>The mare's eyes fill with fear as she screams and runs.
>Once she is gone, you head back down and grab your shoe, kicking the boombox lightly.
>It starts to play again, skipping.
>You put your shoe on and shit stomp the devil song.
>Physically and emotionally exhausted, you climb back up the ladder.
>Unrolling your sleeping bag, you close your eyes to get some rest.
>It's been a shit day.
>The soft creaking of wooden boards pulls you from your sleep.
>Anger immediately fills you as you snap awake and lift yourself.
“Fluttershy, if you don't get out of here right now, I-”
>You turn and see Scootaloo.
>She is shocked and holding a sleeping bag.
>Your anger subsides and you let off a sigh.
“What are you doing here Scootaloo?”
>Looking outside, it has to be nearing midnight.
“It's gotta be past your bedtime.”
>She mutters something, kicking one of her forelegs back and forth.
“Can't hear you.”
>The filly takes a deep breath and shakily answers.
>”I-I ran away from home.”
>Pausing, you look to the sad eyed filly.
“What, why?”
>”M-My parents were mad at me for blowing up your home and why I did it.”
>Yeah, you figured they would be.
>Still, if she ran away from home, you should probably tell someone.
>She must know what you are thinking as she starts to quickly speak.
>”Please, don't tell anyone I am here! Just let me stay the night, please?”
>You groan and rub your eyes.
>...
>Fuck it, you're tired anyway.
>You'll deal with this in the morning.
>Laying back down, you curl up and close your eyes.
>”Does that mean you'll let me stay?”
>You don't answer, still not happy with her and her friends.
>”... Thank you Mr. Anon.”
>She pecks your cheek before rolling her sleeping bag next to yours.
>You turn away as she lies down.
>”Good night Mr. Anon.”
>Once again, you don't answer.
>He did it!
>He's letting you stay!
>Okay, calm yourself filly, you aren't out of the woods yet.
>Turning to face Anon, all you can make out is the back of his head.
>You try and think of something you can say to get his attention.
“Um, Mr. Anon?”
>He doesn't answer...
>You don't blame him.
>You REALLY messed up this time.
>It's not like you wanted all of this to happen, you just wanted him to notice you.
>He's soooo cool!
>Like Rainbow Dash, but without the wings or speed.
>Plus, if he can do all those things that Rainbow Dash told you he does...
>You have to make him your coltfriend.
“Do you wanna stay up and tell ghost stories?”
>”... No.”
>He's still awake!
>All right, now you just need to find something he wants to do.
”Oh, how about playing a game or something?”
>”No.”
>Don't give up now, you know you can get back on his good side.
“How about... playing truth or dare?”
>Maybe you can get him to take his clothes off.
>Rainbow Dash always told you about what humans looked like naked...
>It was so weird to hear, since he was a different species, but that just excited you more.
>You have to admit, you've clopped more than a few times thinking of him.
>”No.”
>Darn it!
>Sighing, you try to think of more stuff.
>Then your mind begins to wander, wondering why his tone is so... venomous.
“... Are you mad at me Mr. Anon?”
>He is silent, causing you to panic a bit.
>”... Very.”
>Whimpering, you curl up a bit.
“I-I'm REALLY sorry though.”
>”You blew up my home... I am not in my bed right now because it is blown up.”
>Sniffling, you can hear the resentment in his voice.
>You really messed up filly.
“S-Sorry...”
>He doesn't respond.
>Deciding you aren't going to get anywhere else, you just curl up and turn away.
>As you do, a loud crash fills the air.
>You squeal and hug yourself.
“W-What was that?”
>”Scheduled rain.”
>Oh, you guess that makes sense.
>It is the rainy season right now.
>But that thunder is going to keep you up.
>Anon is mad at you, you ran away from home, and now there's thunder that will keep you from sleeping.
>How can tonight get any worse?
>*Drip...*
>... Please, no.
*Drip drip drip drip drip*
>And now it's raining on you, wetting your sleeping bag.
>Sniffling some more, you can feel the water touching your skin.
>You try to hold back tears, heart sinking.
>It's no use, you hic a couple of times and whimper out.
>You would just move your sleeping bag, but it's already wet.
>Now you're going to get sick too!
>Crying a bit more, you want it to stop.
>”... Get over here.”
>Sniffling, you look back to Anon.
>He is sitting up, looking at you.
>”Well?”
>You get out of your sleeping bag, shaking off the water from your coat.
“H-Huh?”
>He sighs, opening up his sleeping bag.
>”You're getting wet. The last thing I need is a guilty conscience over letting a filly sleep in the rain. Now come on, before I change my mind.”
>Smiling just a bit, you look to him.
“Really?”
>He groans, closing his bag.
>”Changing my mind.”
>You rush him, clambering in.
>Letting off a nervous chuckle, you snuggle up.
“T-Thanks Mr. Anon.”
>He pushes away.
>”Don't mention it. Really, don't.”
>Sighing, you internally squeal.
>You'd never do something that embarrassing out loud.
>Who do you look like?
>Sweetie Belle?
>Sighing happily, you can feel the heat from his body.
>Almost touch his skin.
>Smell his scent...
>His scent.
>Taking a shallow inhale, you can actually smell his -scent-.
>Shivering, you control yourself.
>Rainbow Dash said it was natural to get turned on by a colt's private scent.
>Still, you didn't think it would be this big of a difference!
>Being this close to Anon, you are all but surrounded by it.
>Crawling down the sleeping bag, you hear Anon murmur before shifting a bit.
>Good, he won't notice.
>You take a deep inhale, body shaking in pleasure.
“O-Oh...”
>The smell causes your filly parts to moisten, clit winking slowly.
>You take another sniff, turning around so you can be just a bit closer.
>Crawling down a bit more, you are nearly touching Anon's bulge with your snout.
>Gulping, you realize you should stop soon, or you'll get caught.
>...
>Softly inhaling, you can feel the cold rainy air brush against your skin, hitting just below your chest.
>Stupid rain...
>You miss your bed, you're barely awake, but you can still tell you are on wood.
>Everything feels fuzzy, but not warm.
>You're at the point where you are about to go to sleep, but not quite there.
>”Oh Anon...”
>Letting off a very soft grunt, you think you almost heard someone say your name.
>Can't be though, you're alone here.
>Listening a little closer, you can make out soft panting and shifting.
>Almost like someone struggling to move under blankets.
>Trying to ignore it, you can feel the noise pulling you farther and farther from actual sleep.
>You think you can beat it, until you feel something press against your crotch.
>Jumping awake a bit, you take a hard breath and look around.
“Whu...”
>The shifting stops, silenced all at once.
>Looking down, you see a bump in your sleeping bag.
>You unzip it a bit and see Scootaloo near crotch level with you.
“What the- Scootaloo?”
>She whimpers, eyes welling up.
>Looking closer, you see her hoof between her legs.
>Shocked, you push yourself away.
>Scootaloo panics.
>”W-Wait Mr. Anon, I can explain!”
>She looks to you, scared.
>Your mind is trying to catch up with what is going on.
>She was clearly masturbating and you definitely felt something against your crotch.
>Was she SNIFFING you?!
>Looking back to the filly, she is on the verge of tears as you just look at her.
>Sniffing, you make out a strange, musky scent.
>It's so familiar.
>...
>Fluttershy.
>She has this same smell when she hounds you.
>Scootaloo is turned on, VERY turned on.
>Sighing, you rub your eyes.
“What were you doing?”
>She sniffles more, looking to the ground.
>”I-I-I...”
>You speak in a stern tone, going to get your answer.
“Tell me.”
>”I was... clopping... t-to you.”
>Sighing, you remember that she is at that age.
>As far as you know, you and Big Mac are the only guys in her life.
>So there was a fifty-fifty shot of you being her older guy crush.
“You're a kid Scootaloo, whatever you're thinking, it won't work out.”
>She whimpers.
>”Why not? It's not like we'd be doing anything wrong!”
>You furrow your brow.
“Let's ignore the fact you blew up my house. I'm way too old for you.”
>She scoffs.
>”So? Cheerilee is messing with Pipsqueak, and she is way older than you!”
>Your eyes shoot wide, shocked by what you've just heard.
“What?!”
>The purple maned filly nods, walking up to you.
>”Yeah! Don't tell me that you're too old for me.”
>You stutter, struggling to find the right words for this.
“How is she not in jail?!”
>The filly is at your feet, climbing atop you.
>”Because it's not illegal! The moment a mare can go into heat and a stallion can get it up, they're allowed to have sex. Guess what MR. Anon, I can go into heat! I'm legal!”
>You push her off, standing.
“You're a kid!”
>She looks to you, any fear she had before replaced with determination.
>”Nuh uh! I'm a mare! ... A mare who can take care of your needs.”
>You are almost disgusted by what she is saying.
>... Why only almost?
“I don't have any that you can take care of...”
>She scoffs, sniffing your crotch again.
>”Liar... I want you to be my coltfriend and I know you wouldn't mind having a fillyfriend.”
>She turns around, spreading her cheeks.
>”One with a nice stretchy butt hole like mine.”
>She reaches back, playing with her ponut hole.
>You can't believe you are watching this.
>As her hoof traces over her backdoor, she moans, hips squirming.
>”A-Anon... mmm, c'mon, I KNOW all guys get lonely. You don't have to be.”
>She almost sounds like Fluttershy, but less weird about it.
>”Please... just this once? I-I like you SOOO much... can't we do it, just this once?”
>The filly stops tracing over her anus, turning around to face you with vulnerable eyes.
>Groaning, you try to think, however, her scent is making it very difficult.
>You have to admit, being surrounded by it for this long is kind of nice, almost alluring.
>...
>You have been lonely ever since you arrived here.
>Plus, her ass looked so inviting.
>Groaning, you try to clear your mind when you notice you are sporting a stiffy.
>There is no way you can get any thinking done while your mind is focused on the lewd.
>Looking back to Scootaloo, you see her staring at your bulge, chest rising and falling as she pants a bit.
>...
>She isn't Fluttershy, she won't be weird about this.
>And if what she's saying is true.
>...
>One night.
>You'll only do this for one night.
“Turn around.”
>The orange filly smiles, happily doing so.
>You unzip your pants, walking up and getting on your knees.
>Reaching a finger out, your touch her anus.
>She squeals, giggling at your touch.
>It's soft, a bit spongey.
>This will be a lot easier than with a human girl.
>Placing your mouth against it, you run your tongue over her backdoor.
>She shivers, clit winking.
>You've only seen Fluttershy's, Scootaloo's is much cuter.
>Continuing to run your tongue over her anus, you hear her moan and stamp her hooves.
>”A-Are you going to put it in or not?”
>Spanking her, she stiffens up.
“I will, but we're doing this at my pace. This isn't some romantic encounter, nor me forgiving you... I just really want to fuck your ass right now.”
>You see her ears lower, voice softer.
>”I get it... but it'll still mean something to me, giving my first time to the guy I like.”
>Rolling your eyes, you press the tip of your member against her moist hole.
“Anal doesn't count as a first time.”
>Before she can respond, you steal her virginity.
>Anal virginity, it doesn't count.
>She moans, low, deep.
>”O-Ohhh, so much thicker... than my handle.”
>Looking to her, you feel your eyes close a bit.
“What?”
>”N-Nothing! Keep going, please?!"
>Since she has no qualms, you fill her up with a couple more inches of your shaft.
>You were right, even though she is much smaller than a grown woman, her ass is a lot easier to drive into.
>It is also much more pleasurable, almost massaging your dick with warm pulls and squeezes.
>Holding back any moans you might let off, you grab her flanks and pull her down on your length, spearing her with your cock.
>She squeals, screaming a bit.
>”Big! BIG! So big!”
>You lean in, taking shallow pumps into the filly.
“Do you want me to stop?”
>She shakes her head, tongue out as she takes deep breaths.
>”N-No, it's just big, I-I'll get used to-”
>You pull out, slamming your cock back in as her hairs rise.
>”IIIIIT!~”
>Did she just moan at the end of that?
>This filly is turning out to be a real butt slut.
>Pulling her up, you begin to fuck her like a cock sleeve, holding her in the air as you pull her up and down your length.
>”O-Oh Celestia, this is hot! I-I thought, oh, this would hurt more. MmmpH! Please, don't stop Anon!”
>So she isn't calling you mister anymore?
>Little filly think she can speak familiarly with you?
>Pushing her against the wall, she holds her front hooves out.
>”H-Hey, what're you-”
>You drive your dick into her as hard as you can while holding her, her head hitting the walls of the treehouse a bit.
>”Ow, o-ow! Anon- ow! S-slow down, ow!”
>She is still moaning, more than likely enjoying the rough treatment.
>Good, this means you'll be able to get away with a lot more than you thought.
>Pulling out, you let the filly down.
>”W-Wait! I didn't cum yet!”
>You walk back to the sleeping bag, laying down.
“Neither have I, but I'm done doing all the work.”
>Patting your lap, she gets the message.
>She walks over to you, climbing on your lap, pressing her used, yet not stretched, ass against your dick.
>Just as she is about to push herself down, you raise your hand.
“Turn around.”
>She looks a bit disheartened, but does so.
>Lowering yourself so you are laying back, the filly straddle you.
>”L-Like this?”
>Her ass and tail are in full view.
“Yeah. Now go.'
>She nods, lowering herself.
>You'd expect her to go slow, but she is actually taking you at a pace you can enjoy.
>She coos, cursing a bit as she pushes herself down on your prick.
>”S-Still big...”
“And still horny.”
>The filly nods, giggling a bit as she raises her hips.
>Once she is high enough, she -drops- herself.
>As she does, she lets off an elongated moan.
>”Oooooh~”
>You won't admit it, but this filly's ass may be the best hole you've ever fucked.
>Plus she is very eager to please.
>Grabbing her tail, she squeals as you pull.
>With each pull, her brown ring clenches on your shaft.
>The feeling is amazing, almost indescribable.
>Almost...
>Pulling harder, she yells out.
>”Ow! Too much!”
>Chuckling, you let go, the filly sitting on your cock as she looks back to you, scrunching her face.
“Hey, I want to get this over with as soon as possible.”
>She growls, taking this as a challenge.
>Facing forward again, she redoubles her efforts, bouncing her pretty orange ass on your dick.
>Grunting, you are actually having trouble fighting the urge to moan now.
>”Well? Is this good enough? How about now?!”
>Her anus begins to contract, pulling on your length as she rides up and down it.
>You can't take it anymore, you let out a low moan, actually getting close to finishing.
>”Still think I can't- ah~ Satisfy your needs?!”
>She is talking way too much.
>Bringing your hand back, you smack her ass, causing her to squeal, squeezing your shaft tighter.
>The feeling is incredible, dragging along your length.
>Moaning again, you are about to cum.
>Looking down, you see her sweating, body jerking a bit as she tries to continue her ride.
“What, are you about to cum?”
>”N-No!”
>Perfect, she's going to get off first.
>You would have hated finishing before a filly.
>Grabbing her hips, you begin to buck upwards, filling her with your length.
>She squeaks and squeals, grinding on your hot monkey bone.
>”Y-Yeah, I knew you'd come around!”
>You don't answer her, wanting to get her off before you lose it.
>As if on cue, she begins to squirt all over the floor, cumming as she screams, gripping you as if her life depended on it.
>Trying to pull out, all you end up doing is pushing yourself over the edge, grunting as you fill up the filly.
>You hold back any moans, yells, or words you have; not wanting to let her think she actually got you off.
>She did still blow up your house.
>You were just using her as a cum dumpster.
>Panting, you feel your cock begin to soften, the last of your cum dribbling out in the filly.
>She lays backs, resting on your chest.
>The orange filly pants with you, struggling to breathe.
>”W-Wow... That was... so much better... than my hoof.”
>You just chuckle, trying to think of something to say.
“Yeah, I'd imagine.”
>After a few minutes of basking in the afterglow, she cuddles up to you.
>You push her off, trying to remind her this was just physical.
>She groans, looking at you as she sits on her plot, not wanting to leak your seed on the floor.
>”Really? After all this you're STILL acting like you didn't like it?”
“Oh, I definitely liked it. I'm just not going to let you get attached. This was a one time thing. Nothing more.”
>She giggles, shaking her head.
“What? What's so funny?”
>”Oh, nothing... except this isn't gonna be a one time thing.”
>You sigh, sitting up.
“No, it really is.”
>She looks to you, a knowing grin on her lips.
>”Nuh uh. If it is, then I'll go tell the cops.”
“... You said-”
>Scootaloo raises her hoof.
>”Oh, I know what I said. Wanna know a little secret Anon?”
>The filly leans in, whispering.
>”Mares don't go into heat anymore. They stopped doing that when Ponies developed Cutie Marks.”
>Oh shit.
“But, you're a-”
>”Blank flank? Mhmmmm, and now you're a statutory rapist.”
>Your heart sinks.
>She played you, she just played you!
“Why you little-”
>Before you can respond, she interrupts you once more.
>”Shhhh... I won't tell anyone. All you have to do is be my secret coltfriend. Stick it in me whenever I want and kiss and cuddle me~”
>You groan, looking to the smug filly.
“And if I don't?”
>She begins to frown, sniffling as her ears lower.
>”H-He was so rough Mr. Officer. I-I asked him not too, but he pushed his thingy into my butt! I-It hurt so... m-...m-...”
>Oh, she is good.
>You wish that her acting wasn't pointed at you however.
“So I either do what you say or you throw me in jail?”
>She nods.
>”And I REALLY don't want to. I meant what I said Anon. I like you, a lot~”
>Sighing, you relent.
>You're a filly fiddler now.
>It's either that or you become a prison bitch.
>Looking up to Scootaloo, she steals a kiss.
>”So, do we have a deal?”
“...”
>Day Not a prison bitch in Equestria.
>”So, Applebloom, Sweetie Belle, do we have the stuff ready?”
>You look to your secret fillyfriend, watching as she gives orders to her two friends.
>All of which you've fucked in some way or another.
>They nod to her.
>With a smile, Scootaloo looks to you.
>Smirking, you pull out a spyglass and look at Fluttershy's cottage.
>You then trace your gaze over to her chicken pen, where she is currently at.
>After roughly ten seconds, it gives off a cheesy explosion.
>Chuckling, you watch as the mare runs out, crying.
“Yup, exactly as planned.”
>The fillies cheer.
>You lower the spyglass as Scootaloo flies up and kisses you, stroking over your pants.
>Every day since that night has been like this.
>Scootaloo getting fresh with you, sometimes involving her friends.
>The four of you ruining Fluttershy's day in some way.
>And everyone ending the day with a smile.
>Groping the filly's flanks, she moans.
>”Oooh, Anon~ here?”
>You shake your head.
“Nah, I still remember the last time we did it on dirt... how about we head home and I remind you why your ass is mine?”
>She grins, nuzzling your neck.
>”I'll be back later guys, my coltfriend wants some loving.”
>The remaining two fillies groan.
>Applebloom steps up, leaning against your leg as she stands on her hind legs.
>”But it ain't fair! Ah want some sex too.”
>Sweetie Belle nods, looking up at you with pleading eyes.
>Scootaloo simply growls at them.
>”Hey! He's MY coltfriend and I don't want to share him today.”
>Ever since Scootaloo got your balls in a vice, she has REALLY taken over as leader of her friends.
>Still, it only takes you less then five minutes to put her in her place.
“Don't worry you two. I'll make sure to visit you both later tonight.”
>As Applebloom and Sweetie Belle squee, you start to make your way home, about to spend the next hour
>Fucking Scootaloo.