Topiary (Garden Anon) Pt. 5 (Finale)

>This is it. You’re fucked. All the effort put into a relationship.
>The dinner, the weed pulling, the book trading, that fucking note in her book.
>Wasted.
>Fluttershy is on top of you, her lips inching towards you as you struggle to break free but the drugs have made you too weak to fight back.
>”C-come here, Anonymous…I want you to make me feel like the n-naughty filly I am…”
>The door knob jiggles as purple magic surrounds it.
>OHFUCKOHFUCKOHFUCK
>Fluttershy hears the knob and plants her lips onto yours, breaking them apart with her tongue.
>She lets out a long satisfied moan as her wings open up in ecstasy.
>Oh god…it’s so slimy and long. It explores your oral cavity for a solid two seconds before Fluttershy realizes Twilight is coming.
>”I’ll see you l-later…boyfriend…”
>With a gust of wind she flies out the window again into the night.
>You are left on Twilights bed with mare drool all over your mouth. You can’t really feel any emotion due to the drugs. Except maybe…
>Violated.
>”Anon…are you okay in here?” Twilight calls out.
>You can faintly make her out in the dimly-lit bedroom, even as she creeps towards you.
Y-yes, Twilight?
>Her face is revealed in the moonlight, it’s obvious she’s been having a little too much fun.
“Heyyy there, Anon! What are y-you doing in this room, my room I mean.”
>You can’t tell her the truth, even if she is drunk. You care about her too much. Besides, fucking Birthdayshy drugged you.
I really don’t know. I woke up in here.
>Twilight’s eyelids are getting heavier, one more than the other.
>”Oh psh, Anon. You just had waaaaay too much of Applejack’s cider. Ah told you it’d knock you on your keister!”
>This is as good of an excuse as you’ll get.
Oh…yeah, you did tell me that…heh…
>You feel guilty. But…you didn’t do anything.
>Maybe.
>Twilight tries to crawl into bed with you but fails and falls onto the floor.
>You pull her onto the mattress with you.
>Now, more than ever, you feel like you don’t deserve her.
>You both lock eyes.
>”So Mr. Anonymous, what exactly were you going to say when we were dancing?”
>Is this appropriate? With her state of mind? In yours?
Well…I wanted to ask you if…
>She looks at you with eagerness. The alcoholic stupor has washed away.
Will you…be my girlfriend?
>Rejection coming in: 3…2…
>”Oh Anonymous…I’d love that more than anything else in the world…”
>NO WAY.
>”…except…”
>Here it comes.
>”You have to kiss me.”
>After your last kiss, you might be scarred for life, how will you ever function in normal socie-
>Twilight grabs your face and presses her lips into yours. Your heart melts like ice cream on the sun.
>You want this moment to last forever.
>You return the kiss. And then again. And then another one.
>You can taste the alcohol and apples as her breath enters your mouth.
>Twilight breaks the kiss to look at you, a string of drool connecting your mouths.
>”…so…I’m your girlfriend now?”, her face graced with an embarrassed smile.
Only if you want to be…I mean, I like you a lot and you’re so beautiful.
>Cringing at yourself on the inside.
>The two of you spend the night in her bed. Fluttershy left the window open and the cold October air flooding in is a good excuse to cuddle up with you new girlfriend.
>Things are perfect. No more Fluttershy. You have to stay loyal to your new partner, now more than ever.
>You didn’t even get caught with
>Fucking Fluttershy
>It’s mid November. You can tell because you flipped through the calendar last night. You haven’t been home very much in the past few weeks. It’s cold and no one needs a gardener.
>You’ve been staying with Twilight for the past few weeks, she’s far from Fluttershy’s home. You’re afraid to go back to your house because she might be hiding in the pantry waiting to cut your head off with your shears or something.
>It’s been like a nice vacation; no work, no more reading books in the recliner with your one lamp, no more taking showers in the dark…not alone at least.
>Your relationship has progressed steadily…whatever that means.
>Sleeping together every night, dates on weekends, her friends love you.
>All except Fluttershy.
>Fluttershy. The last time you saw her was a month and a half ago, just about the last time anyone has seen her in fact.
>You never told Twilight about what happened, and why should you?
>You have the most wonderful companion a human trapped in an equine-ruled world could hope for.
>She’s kind, beautiful, caring, funny, smart.
>Things are perfect.
>Well…almost.
>It’s the evening, and both of you are snuggled in bed reading in the dim light provided by Twilights horn.
>She puts her book down and looks at you.
>”Anon…we’ve been together for a while now and…”
>Here it comes again. The talk.
>”Well…sometimes…people have urges. Sometimes couples…do things with one another at a certain point in their relationship.”
>You’ve been holding off on having sex. You were never taught inter-species lovemaking in school.
>Twilight closes her book and looks at you wantingly.
Twilight…I’m nervous.
>”So am I, Anon.”
>You move closer to her and kiss her.
>Her lips meet yours and the two of you massage eachothers’ tongues.  Exchanging saliva, fluids mingling with each other.
>You reach below the blankets and run your fingers through her finely manicured tail, every time inching your way closer to her plot.
>Your hand lands on her flank. You can feel the heat being given off her marehood, under the blankets it makes your hand sweat.
>You kiss Twilight more passionately, moving down her neck as she breaths into your ear.
>Her breathing is heavy and hot as it splashes onto your skin in the cold tree house bedroom.
>You trace the outer lips of her vuvla, engorged with blood; plump and covered in mare fluids.
>”Anon…please…”
>You’ve held this off for too long.
>You must please her.
>You sink your finger into Twilight as her eyes roll behind her head.
>This isn’t so hard; Twilight is squeezed around your finger as you probe her, with each thrust you plunge more of her warm juices out of her, making a small puddle on the bed.
>Twilight’s face is flush, her legs shaking as you kiss her neck and finger her. Her quiet moans are driving you crazy.
>You extricate your finger from her canal as she lets out a disappointed sigh.
>”Anon, no...”
>With your hand dripping wet, you look into her eyes and give her a peck.
>You take your cum-soaked hand and decide to be a little adventurous.
>You move your hand and find what you’ve been looking for.
>You trace her nipples with the wet fingers, still warm with liquid.
>Twilight gasps, “Oh…Anon, yes…”
>Twilight bites her lip, affirming to you that your experiment was a success.
>You grab her whole crotchtit as she moans your name.
Twilight…I-I love you…
>Twilight rolls on top of you and slips your flannel pajama pants with her magic. You’ve never felt unicorn magic before…it’s really tingly.
>Twilight takes your erect member into her hoof and massages it between her breasts, they are still wet with her liquids…allowing you to glide with ease.
>You look down and see yourself sliding between Twilight’s crotchtits, then at her…a look of ecstasy is plastered across her face.
>The friction against her soft breasts is enough to push you to the edge…
>”Anon WAIT!”
>Twilight pulls off of you just before you climax.
>”Careful, I want this to last…”
>Her horn glows as you feel a tingle on your manhood.
>With a swift thrust, Twilight slides around you and sits on top of your lap.
>The whole action is simultaneous; she lets out a loud gasp as you thrust through her tight vagina.
>She bends over in pleasure, but you can tell it hurt her a little.
>She sits there for a few seconds to get used to your girth.
>It’s like a moist vice around your cock, Twilight wasn’t kidding when she said she’s never done this. At least you have some sort of experience.
>”Oh…Anon…you feel…so big.”
>Small tears form in her eyes, then a devious smile. “I’ve wanted this for a really long time…”
>”And now, I’ll show you what I’ve been saving.”
>Twilight turns around while you’re still inside. You get an eyeful of her buttocks as she moves her tail to one side.
> Her flank is plump and round. She looks back at you,
>”I think I’ve been bad, Anon. Maybe you need to do something about-“
>You grab her hips and thrust in as deep as you can, hitting her cervix. Twilight lets out a yelp of pleasure.
>”Anonymous, more!”
>She starts riding you. The walls of her vagina stroke your shaft deep.
>She bounces more, letting excess juice spill out on you.
>”An-non…I said, I’ve been bad…”
>You know what that signals.
>You flatten your hand and slap her flank, right on her cutie mark.
>You watch as Twilights pupils contract from pleasure, “harder Anon!”
>You oblige a few more times, turning your hand red and tingly from pain.
>Twilight moves her front hoof down to bring herself closer to the edge.
>A gentle clopping joins the chorus of liquid noises, skin slapping together, and heavy panting.
>”Anon…I’m so close, don’t stop!”
>Twilight twists around once more to gaze into your eyes as her pace increases until finally,
>Her plot is pounding against your legs and you feel her vaginal muscles squeeze your cock, begging it to release its load.
>Twilight screams throughout the empty room, “cum in me, Anon!”
>You can’t take it anymore. You push as deep into as you can and lean into her as she holds you.
>You unload yourself into Twilight Sparkle’s cum-spewing mare vagina.
>”Oh yes Anon, fill me…I want your seed in me!”
>You orgasm feels like it’s shooting organs and soul…the most intense you’ve ever had.
>After a few more thrusts, both of you are dripping sweat. You look at each other.
>In your pants, you both get out an “I love you”.
>The two of you kiss and collapse on the bed.
>You feel like you’ve run a marathon.
>”Anon…that was amazing…”
>It’s late now, and you decide some rest would be good. You look into Twilight’s eyes one last time. She truly is beautiful to you.
>You are the happiest you’ve ever been before.
>The two of you kiss and close your eyes. You start to drift off to sleep.
>A few minutes later in the darkness Twilight speaks to you,
>”Anon...this may be a little rash, but would you, maybe…possibly, want to move in here with me?”
>You don’t reply.
>”O-okay then…sorry…”
I’d love to.
>You hold her tightly for the rest of the night as you ponder what may have happened that night if Twilight caught you trying to
>Fuck Fluttershy.