CYOA - Lyra (Clop)

>you have adjusted fairly well to your life in Ponyville
>it's only been three weeks, but things are going well now
>ponies aren't afraid of you any more
>you've actually made a few friends
>Vinyl seemed like a cool pony
>and she wasn't even afraid of you at all
>she had some mad DJ skills, too
>now your main concern in life was getting a job
>you didn't really know what to do here
>plus a lot of ponies weren't ready to hire you yet
>at least you got financial help from the Royal Sisters
>they were both very nice
>Ponyville was a great place too
>a very quaint little town
>you enjoy walking down the streets and relaxing
>you wave to Berry as you pass her
>that pony sure loved drinking
>"NO! WAY!"
>some pone was yelling very loudly
>you turn around just in time to see a mint colored pony slam into you
>she knocks your ass to the ground and stands on top of you
>"OH MY GOSH IT'S A REAL HUMAN! YOU HAVE HANDS AND EVERYTHING!"

>this pony is crazy
"If you don't get off of me, you'll see how good these hands are at choking!"
>she looks slightly frightened
>"Oh! Sorry!"
>she quickly gets off
>she even helps you up with her magic
>"Sorry! I'm just SO excited! You're a real HUMAN!"
>this pony has managed the impossible
>she is actually more excited about a new face than Pinkie was
>and Pinkie was more than a mouthful
>the green pony just keeps staring at you
"Uh, what do you want?"
>"YOU'RE A HUMAN!"
>the entire street is staring at the two of you
>standing there in the middle of everything is getting quite uncomfortable
"I know, what's the big deal?"
>you lower your voice trying to calm her down
>she throws herself at your legs and hug you
>"You're PERFECT!"
>this green pony must be insane
>"Sorry about Lyra, she's a big fan of humans", a calm voice speaks
>a cream coloured pony walks up to the two of you
>her hair is blue and pink
>she's carrying luggage and doesn't look too happy

"Hey, don't worry about it. It's better than being hated."
>the cream pony smiles at you
>Lyra just keeps tightening her hug
>she's also nudging you with her cheek
>it's actually quite nice
>you get an idea
>when you first got here, there's something you always wanted
>but you never dared asking
>this pony, however
"Hey, uh, Lyra?"
>she looks up at you with enormous eyes
>"You said... my name."
>she sounds on the verge of crying
"Uh, yeah. Hey, I was wondering, could I ride around you for a bit?"
>her face scrunches up slightly
>"I think you're too big for that."
"Oh, come on! Just for a little bit. Please, Lyyyra?"
>she actually blushed at that
>you hear the cream pony groaning
>"Okay! Giddy up!"
>this is too rich
>you sit down the little pony
>surprisingly enough, she is able to carry you
>she does groan slightly as she starts moving, though
>but she manages to ride around at fairly good speed
>you'd love a picture of this
>you, on a mint green pony, smiling like a child
>after a few laps around herself, you get off
>she looks tired, but happy
"Hey, thanks!"
>once again she blushes
>she truly is a weird pony

>you don't want to abuse this pony's good will, but now seems like a good chance to ask
"I'm new here, obviously, and I really need a job. Any of you got something available? I wouldn't require much pay."
>"YES!"
>once again Lyra failed to speak at a normal volume
>the cream pony looks like she had her ears blown off
>you feel bad for her, but you can't help but love Lyra already
"Really? You do? What kind of job is it?"
>she opens her mouth but closes it again
>"It's, uh, a, uh..."
>well this sure sounds promising
>"J-just come by in an hour, you'll see!"
>she sounds ever so slightly nervous now
>"Lyra, you don't-"
>"Shh!"
>Lyra is giving you the biggest smile you've seen in your life
>it's quite heart-warming, actually
>"So, are you coming by?"

>you nod at her
"Yes, I'll be there. I'll bring cookies, too."
>"YEEEEEEEEEES!"
>Lyra is pratically dancing around the streets now
>strangely enough she's dancing on two legs
>it's absolutely adorable
>the cream pony looks really tired of her antics
>"Ugh, Mane Street 36", is all she says
"Thanks. You think you can handle her like this?"
>the cream pony looks at Lyra and sighs
>"I'll try. By the way, I'm Bon-Bon."
>she reaches out her hoof
>you shake it gently and smile
>"Well, we'd better get going. Right, Lyra?"
>Lyra actually stops dancing
>she runs to you at the speed of light and hugs your legs again
>"See you in an hour!"
>she gives and extra tight squeeze and goes with Bon-Bon
>you wave at her and her eyes go all wide again
>she keeps waving until they turn a corner
>what a sucessful conversation
>you've got the next hour off to do what you please

>better go get those cookies
>otherwise your stupid ass would probably forget
>recall that Pinkie was working in a pastry
>she would probably gladly make some cookies for you
>move towards Sugarcube Corner
>it takes you five minutes to get there
>as you open the door the bell rings
>an overpowering aroma of sweets and cake assaults your nostrils
>this place smells positively divine
>"Be there in a jiffy!" you hear from the back
>you walk up to the counter
>there are so many different cakes and cookies on display
>you think you recognize some of them
>but better to ask Pinkie
>don't want to end up with something crappy
>not that you think she actually makes bad cakes
>"Oh, hey Anon!"
>you swear this pony is a formel 1 car
>"What can I do for you?"
"Well, I'd like to buy some cookies."
>"Cookies? Oh, I have so MANY cookies! There's blueberry, raspberry, crunchy, chocolate, cookies with frosting, strawberry frosting, big cookies, small cookies, orange cookies, brown cookies-"
"Pinkie!"
>she finally shuts up
>she can be a bit much sometimes
>"Oh, sorry!"
"Can you recommend some specific ones? I don't know what to get."
>"Sure! Blueberry cookies are great, but the big, strawberry-frosted ones are amaaaazing as well! Or! I could make you some of my... super special super Pinkie cookies!"
>the way she said that last part sounded strange
>she even winked afterwards

"What's the 'super special' cookies?"
>Pinkie laughs
>"Silly Anon! They wouldn't be special if I told you!"
>you chuckle nervously
>"I guess not. Can I have some of those within the next 40 minutes? I've got an appointment."
>Pinkie's eyes widen up
>"Ooooh! What kind of 'appointment', Anon?"
>you actually blush
>but you're just looking for a job, that's all
"I'm getting a job, so I'm bringing cookies."
>"You're getting a job? That calls for a PARTY!"
"Pinkie, not right now. I'd just like my cookies."
>she looks sad for a second
>but then she brightens up even faster and disappears into the kitchen
>she comes back in exactly 4 and a half minute
>she's got a load of cookies in a box
>"There you go!"
"That was quick."
>"Well, I'm not the third best baker in Ponyville for nothing!"
>she's beaming like a child
"I guess not. How much are they?"
>"Free! It's on the house. Celebratory cookies for your new job!"
>Pinkie truly is a happy pony
>normally you didn't take stuff for free
>but you didn't have much money in the first place
"Thanks! Have a great day, Pinkie."
>you start walking towards the door
>"You too, Anon! Say hello to Lyra from me!"
>you stop in your tracks and turn to face her
>she's gone
>you had hear about her strange psychic-like powers before
>but it's still creepy
>oh well, you have your cookies and half an hour to spare

>well, might as well tidy yourself up
>gotta look presentable for this thing
>you don't really have the time to go home and shower
>but Rarity lives nearby
>maybe she'd want to help out
>granted, it took a while for her to open up to you
>but now she's fascinated with your posture and body
>she said looking at you is like looking at a blank canvas
>apparently she'd love to use you as a model for clothing
>but you're not going there for that
>it'd take too long
>just need to look good
>you make your way there in a couple of minutes
>you knock on the door and a response comes instantly
>"Comiiiiing!"
>you chuckle to youself
>the white fashionista pony opens the door
>"Oh, Anon! Have you reconsidered my offer?"
>she's beaming
>everyone is so happy today
"No, I'm afraid not. I was wondering if you could do me a favor?"
>she looks surprised
>"A favor? What kind of favor, darling?"
"Well, I've got a dat- appointment, and I want to look presentable. I thought you might be able to help."
>that caught her attention
>"Anon, did you just say you have a date?"
>that cheeky cunt with her cheeky smile
>you feel spaghetti manifesting in your pockets

"No, look, it's not a date. I was offered a job, and I want to look presentable, can you help?"
>she looks disappointed
>"Well, sure, I guess it won't take too long. And it'll be a nice break from work! Do come in."
>you step into the shop
>it's a god damn mess
>fabric and string everywhere
>how she can make heads or tails of this, you have no idea
>the smell of cookies are already invading the whole room
>"Come over here, darling", she says
>you walk over next to the little podium she's on
>she's already got tons of things hovering near her
>some of it looks like make up, the rest, you have no idea
>"So, darling, what job are you getting?"
>she's started on your hair
>you've no idea what she's doing, but it's probably fine
"I dunno, to be honest."
>"You don't know? How can you not know?"
>she's moved on to your face
>her products reek of girl
"Well, Lyra offered me a job, but truth be told, she didn't say what it was. Also, what's she like? I don't know much about her."
>"She's quite the strange pony. She's been obsessed with humans her entire life. There's many old tales of your species, but nobody ever believed them."
>tales about humans, that's cool
>"But she's a nice pony. When she doesn't talk about humans all the time, at least."
>you're still thinking about human tales
>Lyra would have to tell you some of those
>"Darling, those cakes smell positively divine! Mind if I have one? You could consider it payment for this."

"Of course you can have one, but I have to warn you. They're special, fattenting Pinkie Pie cookies."
>Rarity gives the cookies a second glance
>she looks pained
"Not that you need to worry. You're too fabulous for that."
>she looks taken aback by that
>"Well, I guess I am quite fabulous, aren't I?"
>you chucke and nod
>"Oh, well, a single one couldn't hurt."
>she levitates a cookie to her mouth and sniffs it
>the look on her face melts into pure bliss
>before long the entire cookie is gone
>"That was extraordinary! But it didn't taste at all like Pinkie's fattening cookies."
>uh oh
"You've... had those before?"
>"Well, you get to try once of everything at some point."
>she gives you a cheeky smile
>"All done!"
>she levitates a mirror to you
>hot damn she transformed you into a solid 9/10
>you look damn good
"Wow! Thanks, Rarity! You're the best."
>"You're welcome, darling. Please reconsider my offer, though."
"I'll think about it."
>you grab the cookies and go towards the door
"Oh, by the way, these weren't fattening cookies, don't worry. They were just 'super special Pinkie cookies'."
>Rarity's faces distorts into pure horror
>"WHAT?!"
>she immediately starts hiding all of her dresses and fabric
"Uh, what's wrong?"
>she doesn't even hear you
>she's just grumbling and praying to Celestia
>what the fuck did Pinkie give you
>oh well, it can't be that bad
>leave the shop
>there's just enough time for any last minute errands

>there's really not anything you need to get done
>might as well get to Lyra's a bit early
>the walk there is nice and quiet
>some ponies are even nice enough to wave to you
>man, today really is a great day
>you arrive at Mane Street 36 five minutes early
>you have no idea if being early is rude
>might as well wait those five minutes
>after just one minute you're bored
>maybe you could take a quick peek inside
>that wouldn't be too rude
>you're going in there anyway
>you find the nearest window and look in
>Lyra is in there
>she's rushing around the room, finding random objects
>you notice something on the bed
>it looks like a collar
>a leash
>a whip?
>what the hell is that pony doing
>and what the hell is your job going to involve
>you don't have much time to think about it before it's time
>you knock on the door
>Bon-Bon opens
>she seems much more happy now
>"Hi, Anon. Come in, Lyra's in her room."
>you smile and do a little bow
>she closes the door behind you
>you go to knock on Lyra's door
>"Just a second!"
>you hear some commition from inside
>after a few seconds you're greeted with the smile of the minty pony
>"Anon! Come in!"
>she's covered up her bed with a blanket
>in her room are drawings of humans
>lots of them
>it's sort of creepy
>then again, Rarity did say she was obsessed with humans

"So, what's this job you've got for me, Lyra?"
>once again she's hugging your legs
>you were looking forward to sitting down a bit
>but that's not going to happen when she's this relentless
"Uh, Lyra?"
>"Oh! Uh, sorry, hehe."
>she lets you go
>"L-let's wait with the job part. We can just talk!"
>you don't see why not
>you sit down on her bed and put the cookies down
"So what do you want to talk about?"
>"Your HANDS!"
>not exactly what you had expected
"My hands?"
>you hold one up
>it's like she's in trance
"What's so special about those?"
>she doesn't asnwer
>she's just moving closer to your hand
>she starts touching it
>studying your fingers and your palm
"Uh, Lyra?"
>no response
"Lyra?"
>nothing
"Lyra!"
>finally she snaps out of it
>"W-what?"
"What are you doing?"
>"N-nothing. It's just... your hands are soooo..:"
>you snap your fingers
"You're doing it again."
>"Oh, WOW! Can you do that again?! It was awesome!"
>you snap them again
>she squeals like a little kid on Christmas Eve
>"Anon, you are amazing."
>she sounds distant
>she's staring right at you
>eyes wide like the first time you met her
>she puts her hoof on your hand and nuzzles it

>you know exactly what would impress her right now
"Hey, Lyra?"
>"Mhmmmmmmm?"
>creepy
"Check this out."
>you get up and start doing the hand jive
>Lyra is watching everything with eyes so big they almost fill her entire face
>never before and never again will you impress a woman with such a laughable 'dance' move
>but Lyra is eating all of it up
>"That's amazing..."
>she trails off as she speaks
>her eyes follow your every move of your hands
>after a minute or two you stop
>you sit down next to her again
>"Hands are spectacular".
>she sure does love hands
"What is it about hands you like so much?"
>"I don't know. They're just so flexible and dextrous. You can do so many things with them!"
>that is quite true
"Well, you have magic. I'd gladly trade my hands for magic."
>"That's nothing. Magic is so... normal."
>although many of the ponies possess magic, you would never think of it as 'normal'
>you realise Lyra is staring at you again

>now it's time to be a little more bold
"Watch this."
>she stares at your hand until it reaches her belly
>"What are you-"
>she is instantly silenced as you commence the belly rubbing
>her eyes go wide and she tumbles backward into the bed
>"Oh! Celestia, yes!"
>wow, she's really enjoying this
>you vary your scratching once in a while
>she seems to enjoy the slow and calculated rubbing the most
>her tounge is hanging out of her mouth
>it's the most adorable sight you've ever seen
>you realise that when she's laying like this you've got a full view of her privates
>now you realise she's REAL excited
>it's quite the view, too
>it hadn't taken you long to get attracted to ponies
>they acted just like humans anyway
>well, except Lyra
>she was quite special
>eventually she starts moaning
>after doing so, she blushes and sticks a hoof in her mouth
>you're just enjoying her soft mint fur
>it feels far better than anything you've ever touched
>although she's stuffed herself, you can still hear the occasional moan slip through her defense
>her face is almost completely red at this point

>Lyra is melting from the touch of your hand
>she's been reduced to a blob of moans and panting
>an idea strikes your genius mind
>when you're absolutely sure she's completely distracted you reach under the blanket
>you quickly find the collar and leash
>this is going to be fun
>with your remaining hand, you manage to put the leash on the collar
>you start scratching her belly extra well for but a second
>she goes completely wild and throws her upper body up for a second
>with your ninja speed, you place the collar where her neck will land
>you did so perfectly
>she doesn't even seem to notice
>with your remaining hand, you start scratching her neck
>her moaning is filling the entire room
>you hope Bon-Bon doesn't mind
>with one swift movement you manage to clasp the collar
>she's too lost in pleasure, she doesn't notice
>you firmly grab the leash and stop the bellyrubbing
>it takes her full minutes to regain her senses
>"Oh... Wow... Anon"
>she's still panting
>you hold up the leash
>a shit-eating grin unfolds on your face
>Lyra's eyes go wide as she realises what you've done
>once more her face turns red

"Well, well. Aren't you precious?"
>for the first time since you've met her, she can't face you
>she keeps looking frantically around the room
>you tug the leash to get her attention
"Hey! Look at me when I'm speaking to you!"
>you normally never act like this
>but it's turning you on harder than you've ever been
>she faces you
>embarassment is plastered on her face
"Were you going to use this on me, huh?"
>"N-no.."
>you give the leash another tug
"No, what?"
>"N-no, M-master."
"That's a good pony."
>never before have you had such a raging hardon
>this is the stuff of dreams
"Good ponies deserve a treat."
>you grab a cookie from the box and hold it in front of her
>she sniffs it and starts drooling
"Go ahead, eat it."
>she eats it from your hand
>as she finishes it she burps quietly
>everything about her is adorable
"Now, tell me: What's so special about these cookies?"
>"W-what do you mean?"
>tug the leash
>she groans
>"What do you mean, Master?"
"Rarity freaked out when she heard they were special Pinkie cookies. Why?"
>once more you get the same reaction
>her eyes nearly pop out of her head
>she looks frantically from your hand to your eyes
>"Did... did you just give me a special Pinkie cookie?"
"Yeah, so?"
>"You've got five minutes to get out of here."
>what the fuck
"What? Why?"
>"Special Pinkie cookies are magical. They enhance the desire for what you want the most when you eat them."

"Well, what do you desire right now?"
>never in your life have you had such a cheeky smile on your face
>Lyra mumbles something
>tug the leash
>a bit harder than before
"I'm talking to you, pet."
>more mumbling
>more leash tugging
"I said I'm talking to you!"
>"YOU! I want YOU! I want you hard! I want you to fuck me! I want your babies!"
>you almost come right then and there
>now you really gotta play this out properly
>get the very most out of the situation
>first things first
>get up and lock the door
"Is that so?"
>she nods silently
>her mint coat is almost completely red
"What, exactly, do you want?"
>even more mumbling
>that means even more tugging
"I thought we went over this."
>she looks up at you
>"I want you to use your hands on me, master."
>that was slightly disappointing
"Is that all?"
>"N-no, master."
"What more, then?"
>"I want you to use your - ugh - hands on me. Explore every part of me with them. A-and then - argh - the rest of y-you, master."
>she's making some weird noises
>it must be the special cookie
>get a brilliant idea
>get down on your knees
>eye to eye with her
"Is this what you want?"
>hold your hand in front of her face
>she's got a crazed look in her eyes
>staring longingly at your hands
>her tounge is even popping out every once in a while
"Good pets wait until their master says 'go'".
>she whines and pleads with you
>tug the leash and smile
>"C-cookie..."
>it begins

>something in her eyes change
>you can't quite put your finger on it
>but you know it's started
>"You."
>she leaps at you, but you push her off
>you tug the leash harder than before
"You better be a good pet or you're getting nothing.
>you can tell she's aching from sitting still
>and she is only barely sitting still
"Get on the bed."
>she moves so fast she actually pulls you with her
>she lays down on her back
>her slit is on full display
>you kneel down next to her
>slowly you lower your hands onto her belly
>a sharp gasp escapes her throat
>she is damn hot
"Now, I'll let you guide me. Tell me what you want."
>"Down."
>shit, she doesn't waste any time
>but you sure will
>you caress every part of her belly
>slowly
>you move your hands so slowly
>you pinch and scratch every part of her as you move downwards
>"Faster!"
"You don't get to decide everything."
>she whines, but it turns into a lustful moan
>as you reach the spot just above her slit, she moans louder than she can scream
>but you move your hands to her thighs instead
>you squeeze and nuzzle them carefully
>she smacks a hoof to her face in agony
>just having your hands here you can feel her heat
>she's even dripping onto the sheets
>but you're just moving down her legs
>making sure to take in every part of them
>"A-anon, please!"
>after reaching her hooves you slowly move back up
>"PLEASE!"
>you take your time
>her legs get a second round
>until you finally reach her slit once more

>she whines even more than before
>her lower body is slowly inching towards your fingers
"Say 'please'".
>"P-please."
"Please, what?"
>"Please, Master."
>you stay like this for a good, full minute
>all the while Lyra is panting and whining
>eventually you decide to give her just a little
>so very slowly you slide a finger onto her slit
>she is in so much extacy she can't even say a word
>only when you remove it does she moan
>it's louder than anything you've heard from her so far
>you start stroking her mane with your free hand
"You're such a good pet."
>even this is getting her off
>her mane is so very soft
>it's like running your hands through silk
>once more you slide your finger across her slit
>the look on her face as you does so is intoxicating
>so you decide to do it just a few more times
>she is soaking wet
>your finger is completely drenched after a few slides
>wanting to test how much she can endure, you nuzzle her clit ever so gently
>her whole body spasms and you remove your finger
>"N-no! Please! So close!"
>you wait a minute
>when she's calmed down you nuzzle it again
>again her body spasms and you deny her what she needs
>she's shaking and panting
>with the hand stroking her mane, you grab her head
>you twist it towards yourself and lock eyes with her
>calmly, but still so very firmly you speak
"You're mine."
>she simply looks at you
>then she does her best to nod
>her words are a mere whimper
>"P-please."

>she looks so weak and pathetic
>all she wants is sweet release
>but you're not gonna give that to her
>it's been all about her so far
>instead, you get up and pull down your pants
>Lyra is eyeing you carefully
>slowly you remove your boxers
>your raging boner stands at full attention
"Come over here."
>you tug on her leash as you say so
>she scampers over in front of you
>her eyes are fixated on your dick
>she's biting her lower lip
>just her breath on it feels godlike
>you tug on her leash to get her attention
"Suck it, and do it well."
>she nods slowly and goes back to staring at it
>you notice one of her hooves moving towards her nether region
>you tug her leash extra hard
"Hey! No touching yourself! You're going to pleasure ME!"
>she whines and pleads
>you just keep tugging
>eventually she gives up
>she takes the first inch of your cock into her mouth
>it's almost enough to make you come
>but you endure as she moves her head lower
>taking in all of you
>all the way to the base
>she uses her tounge expertly
>caressing every little part of your dick
>normally you'd put a hand on her head
>but she gets off on that, so you keep it away
>she's bobbing her head up and down on your cock
>going all the way from the tip to the base
>when she's at the base, her tounge reaches out and licks your balls
>the feeling is unlike anything you've felt before
>all the while she is staring at you with those lustful eyes
>you feel yourself getting so very close

>you tug on Lyra's leash and pull yourself out
"On the bed, now."
>she seems more than happy to comply
>she lays down on her back
>that's not what you had in mind
>you flip her over and lift up her ass
>she's trembling at your touch
>before you being, you get another cookie from the box
>you hold it up to her face
"Eat it."
>"B-but Pinkie says-"
>you tug harshly on her leash
"I'm your master, and I say you eat it."
>despite her initial rejection, she gobbles it up in mere seconds
>you're not sure what this will do, but it can't be anything but good
>when she's finished, you pull your hand away
>can't have her licking your fingers right now
>you grab your cock and move it closer to her slit
>it's almost as if she can feel it
>she's panting and moaning before you even touch her
>and when you finally do, she loses control
>she tries to slam herself backwards and into you
>but you stop her with a capable hand
>this will be done your way
>after sliding your cock across her slit just once it's soaking
>she desperately tries to get more
>you do decide to please just a bit
>with your left hand on her ass, you stick the thumb into her anus
>it barely fits
>she goes wild with screams and moans
>finally you feel she's deserved it
>you pull away your cock, much to her dismay
>before she feels it pushing up against her opening
>her entire body goes completely still until you start pushing into her
>she moans the entire way of you hilting her

>you stay hilted for a full minute
>once again Lyra is panting and trying to move
>you keep her firmly in place as you ready yourself
>"P-please, master."
>she's whimpering at you
>she needs this
>and you have decided to finally let her have it
>in one fluid motion you pull back and slam into her
>you slam into her so hard she topples over
>all the pent up pleasure and frustration from earlier finally releases
>she comes right then and there
>"OHH! YES! ANON, YES!"
>normally, you'd let a girl have her orgasm in peace
>but not Lyra
>as she climaxes you continue thrusting into her
>you go max speed from the very start
>Lyra has dissolved into a mess of moans, panting and screaming
>she can no longer form coherent words
>her insides are the best thing you have ever felt
>she's has the tightest cunt you've ever had the pleasure of feeling
>and her walls massage your cock in such mysterious but pleasurable ways
>you grab the leash and pull it very firmly
>Lyra gurgles and leans her head backwards
>you continually slam far into her tiny cunt
>you even start spanking her ass
>at this point, you can't see when she comes
>it's as if she's in one continous orgasm
>you wonder if that's what the second cookie did to her
>once again you feel yourself getting so very close to that sweet release

>the time has finally come
>and in a minute, so will you
>as you get so very close you simoultaneously lean forward and pull her back towards you
>she gurgles even louder
>you let go of the leash and place your hand on her throat instead
>with a firm grip you squeeze it tightly
>Lyra's eyes go wide as she desperately tries to breathe
"I never gave you permission to come."
>you whisper into her ear
>a look of terror spreads across her face
>"C-cook-kie" she manages to blurt out
"What a poor excuse."
>you let her throat go and push her onto the bed
>reluctantly you pull out of her
>a waterfall of bodily fluids drip out of her slit
>as Lyra is heaving for air, you grab the whip
>impatient at this point, you whip her ass harshly
>she screams out in pain
"NEVER GAVE YOU PERMISSION!"
>you whip her again
>this time so hard she can't focus on screaming
>again and again you render her soft flesh with the whip
>suddenly she yells
>"I'M SORRY! PLEASE, MASTER, I'M SORRY!
>she's genuinely pleading
>that's enough, you feel
>you grab her head and lift her up into a kiss
>it's the most passionate kiss you've ever shared with anyone
>as the two of you kiss, she uses her magic to guide your dick back into her
>you topple over into the bed and resume thrusting
>it doesn't take long before you do one final thrust and shoot your seed deep inside her
>she breaks the kiss and screams
>even you have to call out her name
>the pleasure you experience is unlike anything else
>you see nothing but white as the orgasm courses through your body
>all the while you're shooting stream after stream of semen into Lyra
>you can't help but thrust a few times more and really savor the feeling of her pussy
>a perfect match for your cock, it massages you
>coaxing all the semen out of you
>and you happily give it to her
>when you have given her everything you finally fall over into the bed with her

>the two of you share the moment for ages
>you pet Lyra who purrs at your every touch
>she's hugging you tightly, so very tightly
>"Thank you", she whispers
>it warms your heart to hear her sweet voice
"Hey, what about that job?"
>for some reason you had to ask
>you were still curious
>"Oh, shut up. There was no job, and you know it."
>the two of you giggle
>"But, maybe..."
>now you're getting really curious
"Maybe what?"
>"Maybe we could still spend time together? You know... special someponies and all that?"
>you audiably daww at her
>she blushes for the millionth time today
"I think I'd like that very much."
>Lyra squeas and locks her lips with yours
>this could be the beginning of something good

>7 months later
>you're living with Lyra now
>and it's good
>ponies looked you strange in the beginning
>but then, it did all make sense
>Lyra had always been obsessed with humans
>and here you had come along
>of course she would fall for you
>now, everypone said you were the perfect match
>but some were still worried about the pregnancy
>neither you nor Lyra listented to the ponies who said that
>you knew your little baby would be the most beautiful thing in the world
>Bon-Bon seemed the most happy about the whole situation
>she no longer had to listen to Lyra's crazy stories about humans
>she also got to join in on the fun a couple of times, at Lyra's request
>but in the end, the only one you truly cared about was Lyra
>your mare
>your perfect, minty, human-loving mare
>it would only be a couple of weeks until the wedding
>and a couple of months until the baby
>and you had never been more happy in your entire life