Request: Drunk Cadence and Man Panty Sniffing

>Day drunk off your ass in Equestria
>Visiting the Crystal Empire, you had the fortune to crash with Shining and Cadence at the castle
>With the money that was for renting a room now in hand, you spend the day buying everything your heart desires
>A couple VHS tapes, a new WalkP0ny, and a sick new tie dye shirt
>How these p0nies had your size you had no clue, but it was better not to look a gift horse in the mouth
>As the sun lowered in the sky you returned to the sparkling castle, ready for an evening of socializing with any royalty that came along
>Being the only one of your kind meant any royalty in the area just HAD to meet you
>After making your way through the grand foyer you enter your room
>You’re surprised however to find Cadence in your room, her head stuffed in your hamper
>You cough awkwardly and she yanks her head out of the pile, a pair of your boxers hanging off her horn
>”Oh, is jush you…where do you keep the good underwear?”
>Her face had a permanent blush, and she reached into the hamper again and pulled out a bottle of wine, half empty and expensive looking
>She stumbles forward onto your bed and lays back, inhaling deeply into the pair of dirty boxer shorts hanging off her horn
>”You wan’ some? Is a raaaaaare vintage!”
>You were uncomfortable to say the least, and drop your bags on the dresser before carefully sitting down next to her
“Uhhhh, Cadence? What, uh, what are you doing with my underwear?”
>She had managed to wiggle deeper into your boxers, and a pink eye peered out of the crotch
>”Whash it look like I’m doin? I’m sniffin’ yer panties, hehehe. Interestin’ aroma and bouqet too!”
>A shiver runs down your spine, but you shake it off.
“I get that, but uh…why? You’re married, just go smell Shining’s, if that’s your thing that is, I mean…”
>You stutter trying to form the correct words, and Cadence silences you my putting the side of the wine bottle to your lips.
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>”Shhhhh, is okay. He doeshn’t need to know. I think not knowin’ is his fetish, hehe. Now lemme *hic* lemme as you a queshun Anon…”
>She takes another deep whiff of your used undies before pulling them off and staring hard at you
>”Why do you like stallions Anon?”
>You flinch backwards and yelp as you fall off the bed
>Cadence laughs out loud as you stumble to your feet, blushing heavily
“I have no idea what you’re talking about Cadence! What on earth would give you that idea?”
>”Oh pleash. You like em as much as I do!”
>There was no way she could know. Your deepest darkest secret that kept you safe from any and all rape was the one thing you guarded most, even more than your pot brownie recipe
>She floats the pair of your boxers up and takes another breath. “I’ve got the power of love, and I can tell by a stallionsh baby batter what he likesh. Part of the whole *hic* magic of love crap.”
>She rolls off the bed and stumbles a bit before righting herself
>”So Anon, what is it about shtallions? Their muscles? Their looksh? The way they walk on two feet?
>You sputter again
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
>Cadence stumbles back towards your hamper and fishes around a bit before pulling out a black thong with Shining Armor’s cutie mark
>”Borrow thish from the laundry?”
>You cough, your face red hot
“I just found out, I swe-“
>Cadence silences you with the wine bottle again
>”Ish okay Anon, we all have our thingsh. He couldn’t believe me when I bought it for im’. I’ll keep it a lil secret, jush between ush, but your gon’ have ta do somefin’ for me.”
>She lays back on the bed and spreads her legs lewdly
>You slowly walk forwards and place a hand on each leg, grimacing
“You promise you won’t tell anyone?”
>She grins. “I promish Anon. Now get to licking.”
>She floats another pair of your boxers to her face as you prepare yourself
>Fuckin’ drunk ass horses