AnonXColgate, Pt 1

>"Hey Anon!"
>The couch bobs up and down when she leaps onto it
>"Have you brushed your teeth yet?"
>You set the book down onto the side and look at her
>She's just staring at you with a small smile
"No."
>She blinks
>Her smile turns to a frown
>"Why not?"
"It's too early, I'll do it later."
>"But Anon!"
>Both her hooves are on your arm now
>"You'll just forget about it later!"
"I'll rem-"
>"Like last night? And the night before?"
>You sigh
>"Anon, forgetting to brush your teeth is really bad for them."
"I know, Colgate."
>"Then why don't you want to brush your teeth?"
>Her eyes look really massive at this close proximity
>But it's still adorable
>You shrug
>And think onto why you didn't brush your teeth
>The bathroom was too far
>It took too long
>You were too lazy
>The taste of toothpaste didn't taste so good
"I just don't like brushing-"
>She gasps, recoiling like you just slapped her
>"Wha-what?"
"I thought you knew?"
>"No! I didn't know, I thought everyone liked it!"
"What could possibly make you think I liked it?"
>She blinks at you
>You stare at her
>A beat
>"Because I like it?"
"Well, I don't."
>"Oh."
>Her eyes look down to the side
>And you lean back on the couch
"Why is it so important to you?"
>She slumps back
"Colgate?"
>You give her a gentle jab on the shoulder
>"It's just been my whole life."
>She sighs
>"It's always been my passion, I never thought that anyone wouldn't like it."
>Has she really been clueless all this time?
>"I just get this really good feeling whenever I brush my teeth or someone else brushes their teeth."
>You raise an eyebrow
>"So when I heard that Twilight told me your breath stinked, I knew I had to come here."
>Ouch
>"So why don't you do it more often, Anon?"
"I don't know. I just guess I'm just...lazy."
>"Is that it?"
"Pretty much."
>"What if I did it for you?"
>wat
"Isn't that kind of weird?"
>"Not at all! I do it for other ponies all the time!"
>She bolts out before you can protest, heading for the bathroom


>She walks back in, a gleeful smile plastered on her face
>Her horn is glowing, and she's bringing the toothpaste and toothbrush in her grip
>"Are you ready?"
>Why does this feel weird
>You're not really ready
"Y-yeah."
>She leaps onto the couch, bouncing it up and down again
>You turn to face her
>And she leaps again, pouncing on your chest
>This brings you falling back, the cushions below softening your fall
>She sits back up, rubbing her hooves, giggling madly as she puts the toothpaste on the brush
>Her soft and warm furry body presses against your stomach
>Colgate looks really tall from this angle
>That makes it a little more menacing
>"Open up for Colgate!"
>You open your mouth a little
>And then give a loud yelp that comes out as an "ah!" when she widens your lips with her magic
>It felt pretty forceful
>She leans over
>Smiling
>Hooves on your shoulder
>Pinning you down
>You feel her body brush against yours, moving backwards
>As she brings the toothbrush into your mouth
>You close your eyes when you feel the warmth of the brush against your gums
>She's starting with the left side, lower molars
>And probably soaked it in some warm water
>You let out a minty exhale
>As she starts the first stroke
>The bristles tingle against your gums
>It's like the world slowed down
>You peek open your eyes
>And see her face is in front of your mouth
>A single eye closed, head tilted, lips bit, as she looks inside you
>You can almost feel her breath on you
>Maybe it's the toothpaste, but it smells minty
>The bristles run against your teeth, and you hear the ch-ch sound as she reverses direction
>You let out another "ah" as she widens your mouth a little more
>It's a little uncomfortable, but you know it'll be over soon

>She tilts her head lower a little, both eyes open now
>And you feel her brush move against the side of your cheeks
>Moving up
>The ridged back of the brush rubs against your cheek when she reverses it
>And you move your head up a little when she pushes the brush lightly against your teeth
>The brush is just lightly pressed against you, however
>And she starts running it against your teeth
>Sending gentle vibrations through your mouth
>It's starting to feel a little weird
>Well, weirder than it was before
>Her breaths seemed to be getting shorter
>All you hear is her short breaths and the droning ch-ch-ch sound of the brush
>Your saliva is starting to fill up in your mouth
>She notices it
>And you feel her body lighten on top of yours
>And your body being dragged back just a little
>So your neck rests on the arm of your couch
>She gives you a smile
>A really nice smile
>You try to reciprocate but her magical grip on your lips doesn't really allow for expression
>She brings the brush over to the flats of your upper molars
>And jabs the brush in
>Her body moves forward with the thrust
>And you feel the tip of the brush hit your back jaw
>Gently
>Like she knows exactly how deep your mouth is
>As Colgate's brush recedes, you feel her body slide back on top of yours
>And she keeps going
>Each thrust, she grinds herself on you
>This is really starting to get weird
>She runs it over your canines
>Across your incisors
>Brush
>Brush
>Brush
>You see her take a faint reddish tint on her cheeks
>Her eyelids lower just slightly
>Her mouth is no longer just a smile
>But an open mouth
>You feel and hear her alternate exhaling and inhaling with each thrust
>Side to side
>Slightly angled
>The brush turns around
>You feel the handle of the brush and the tingling of her magic touch against the left side of your lips
>And the brushing resumes

>Her breaths turn to pants
>In sync with the rhythmic ch-ch of the brush
>She goes in deeper
>You arch your back just a little
>You have literally no idea why
>Her body presses down against yours
>She brings the brush back in to the back of your mouth
>Thrusting it just so it reaches the back
>Saliva is really filling your mouth up now
>And some of it must've leaked down, because you feel your shirt getting wet
>Colgate's pressed against it, and the wetness feels very warm
>She doesn't seem to mind it
>In fact, she keeps brushing her own soft fur against your body
>While she takes that brush in
>And then out
>But never fully out, the bristles never leave your teeth
>She flips the brush
>Moves it down
>Lets out a soft moan
>And runs the brush against your lower molars
>She arches her back
>Bringing the wetness with her as she goes down
>Further down, her body getting past your waist
>Wait
>You give a yelp when you feel her body press against your groin
>And it's still wet
>No way that's saliva
>Okay, in retrospect, it was obvious she was getting off on it
>But getting wet on top of you?
>You wiggle a little as she brings the toothbrush down the side
>Towards the inside of your mouth
>The ridged back scratches against your tongue with each motion
>Up
>Down
>Up
>Down
>Instead of grinding, she's bobbing her body slightly with the motion
>Onto your groin
>Of course
>Where else?
>The brushing doesn't arouse you but the constant prodding does
>And you feel yourself trying to adjust your pants
>But she keeps planting herself firmly on you

>Your growing erection is getting uncomfortable
>Colgate's eyes shrink a little
>Pupils almost quivering as she realizes what's happening
>"A-anon..."
>No
>Goddammit
>"I didn't know you got aroused by this too."
>Fuck
>She smiles, leaning in, taking a soft whiff of your minty breath
>You feel her weight lift off slightly
>The brush in your mouth relaxes
>And you hear your pants unzipping
>Being pulled down
>This is not your fetish, dammit
>She sets herself down on your boxers
>And smiles
>"Why don't we make this more interesting?"
>Her wet, warm slit teases you through your boxers
>Wetting it
>The underside of your cock takes in the full sensation of warm, wet fabric
>She moves the brush to your incisors, angling the brush downwards
>And lightly brushes it up and down
>Each motion brings her body bobbing once more, this time against your full erection
>She pins your cock down, pressing it against your own skin
>ch-ch-ch
>The back prods against the tip of your tongue
>There's way too much saliva now
>You gargle a bit
>She smiles
>Pulls out the brush
>A thin strand of saliva connects your mouth and the tool
>She leans in
>Locking lips
>Releasing the magical hold on your mouth
>The tingling is gone
>And you close your lips
>You don't know why, but it just felt right
>Her mouth sucks on yours
>wait, what?
>You feel the saliva being sucked out of your mouth
>Her tongue is inside you
>Lapping at it while she sucks
>How is this even possible
>Her tongue flicks against yours
>You taste more of that toothbrush minty flavor
>And a few moments pass before she pulls out
>Gulps
>And wipes her lips, before licking it
>Smiling at you
>Your shaft throbs

>"Are you ready, Anon?"
>Her words are practically a moan
>You can't help but nod
>A hoof moves down
>Her body shifts up
>She finds the hole in your boxers easily
>And you shiver as her soft fur touches against your bare skin
>She grips you gently, pulling you out, exposing you to the cold air
>Her magic holds your mouth once more, and you feel the tingling around your teeth and lips
>She clamps it down
>Forcing you to bite
>You give a sharp inhale
>She positions your member
>Tip pushing against her warm folds
>The brush returns, at your lips
>She holds it there
>The tip of the brush needling against your lips
>While she gently rubs your tip against her slit
"Jaua dua auh!"
>It's hard talk when you're held in that position
>She teases you just a little more
>Before running the brush into your right side and pushing herself down on you
>The bristles run against your gum and teeth as you feel her wet insides wrap around your shaft
>You feel her body shake a little as she gasps out
>The brush quivers, drops, before being picked up again
>And she smiles at you, mouth open and panting
>She gives you a squeeze with her inner walls
>Her warm, warm muscles
>You feel yourself shudder as she leans over, bending your cock a little
>And she begins the ch-ch again
>A circular motion on the side of your teeth
>One to mimic her own motions
>When the brush goes forward, she rolls herself forward
>And when it goes back, her body goes back
>Up and down, she strokes your shaft with her pussy
>Her rocking against your cock sends the couch creaking a little
>All you hear is the creaking, the rhythmic brushing, the half moans and pants of pleasure
>And all you smell and taste is pure minty freshness

>The ridge of the brush rubs against the insides of your cheeks
>Half massaging, half scratching
>Your member throbs inside her as she continues to roll
>Bending your cock forwards and backwards with her motion
>The bristles tickle against your gums
>You feel them in between your teeth, above and below, caressing your whites
>She moves forward
>Slowly
>Moving to your canines
>Her motion follows
>Rocking at an angle to reflect the brush
>Your breaths are getting shorter, and you feel yourself getting close
>A little too fast
>This is probably going to fuck you up for life
>Who even heard of a brushing fetish
>You groan out
>Short grunts
>She doesn't pay attention, her eyes slightly rolled back
>Her brushing is getting more frantic
>It's no longer the methodical circular motion dentists recommend
>It's the pure lustful thrusts of a maiden in heat
>it's the carnal and fierce rubbing of bristles against gum with complete disregard for safety
>Colgate, the dentist, doing something so wrong
>So incorrect
>It riles you up for some reason
>You hips thrust
>They push against her weight
>Bouncing her as she tries to roll
>She relaxes her body
>Letting you pound her from below
>You do as she did
>You follow her thrusts
>Each push of the brush runs against your back cheeks
>It's no longer careful, measured
>You feel the force of the jab each time
>The rhythmic ch-ch is no longer simple, but varied, uneven
>Her thrusts get more unhinged, more wild
>It's not even straight, sometimes you feel her jab against the bottom or top of your mouth
>Her insides squeeze
>She arches her back
>The brushing reaches a manic level
>And you let yourself go

>You feel your cock throb once, twice, before finally releasing yourself into her
>She moans out, loudly
>And her squeezing tightens around you as you feel her body convulse on top of you
>Her hooves push heavily against you
>Her toothbrush gives a few last jabs, before the tremelo dies down
>You feel warm marecum flow on your cock
>Coating it and flooding out, onto your boxers and pants
>She lands on your chest with a loud thud
>The brush inside you is reduced to the ocassional brush
>A magical twitch from her horn
>She wraps her hooves around you
>Closing her eyes
>You follow suit
>And you hold her there, taking in the warmth of her body
>And the cool taste of minty freshness still brushing against your mouth
>She's panting
>Loudly
>And you feel her struggle to grip the brush in your mouth with her magic
>So you smile down at her
>And lift a hand up
>You open your eyes
>She peeks one open
>She closes them again when she sees you close a hand around the handle
>And you continue to brush
>Determined to finish her job
>"T-thank you..."
>A small whisper before her breaths slow down
>You continue your brushing
>When you finally finish, you pull it the brush out, gargling the liquid
>You look down at her
>And give her a gentle shake
>"Mmm?"
>You hold your brush in front of her
>She giggles
>Her body stretches
>She doesn't quite get off of your half-mast member
>And your lips interlock once more
>She does the same as before
>Her mouth sucks in the dirty saliva and paste mix
>Now that you're not so horny it's actually pretty unsanitary when you think of it
>Still a bit hot
>She pulls away, and you feel your head following just slightly
>Before she gurgles it a bit, and nestles into you
>Your hand holds her, and the other leans off the couch, still clutching the brush
>And you let the tiredness seep in