(RGRE) Maledom Experience (Mane Six) By Anon

> Be Applejack, pillar of morality
> It's hard, being a mare of standards
> There are times when the other girls will stop talking when you show up, and you don't need three guesses as to why
> The rumor is all over town
> To be honest, you aren't immune to the allure either, even with what they say
> You stare at the lanky human lounging at the bar
"Let's get this over with."
> He quirks an eyebrow and smiles
> "That's new. They usually have a more eager tone."
> You shrug
"I got my reasons. Among'em is wondering what it's like to rut a human."
> Anon chuckles darkly
> "I'll show you."

> It's a cheery group that is gathered around Twilight's table
> With Spike off on a date with Sweetie Belle, there is no shortage of speculation
> But that's not why you brought asked them here
> You clear your throat
"Do y'all ever wonder what it'd be like to rut a human?"
> The girls stop and stare at you, fear in their eyes
> They know you know
> There's something else there too, and that's what made you call this meeting
"Ah did. And hooee, did Ah find out. It's like he can reach into your head, pull out the one thing that you would never do, then uses his masculine wiles to make you cross that line."

> You see nodding around the table, their fear of you dissipating
> All that's left is an awkward camaraderie
> Rarity has a look of morbid curiosity
> "Don't take this the wrong way, but ah, I am surprised you also propositioned him."
> You snort
"You ain't wrong, this ain't like me. But Ah'm a mare too, and Ah ain't completely immune to the idea of a free dicking."
> She licks her lips
> "So what did he do?"
> All eyes are on you now
> More than anything else, this is the hardest part
"Right in front of me, he rutted a pear. And then..."
> You can do this
> You gotta be honest or else it won't work
"He made me eat it, jizzum and all."
> Pinkie Pie gasps, while the rest murmur their consolations
> She knows what it means, more than any other mare here
> You can't forget that taste
> The degenerate sweetness of the pear, perfectly offset by the salty savory flavor of a stallion's seed
> May the Apple forgive you
"Alright, Ah've told mah time. Now it's all y'all's turn."
> Pinkie pats your hoof, tears in her eyes
> "I'll go first."
> She stares into the distance, her hair fluctuating between curly and straight
> "He put a blindfold on me, then told me to lay completely still on my back. And then, he would slowly go in and out. It was really fun! But if I twitched or giggled or ANYTHING, he'd stop, pull out, and wait for five minutes. It took five hours before I could keep still long enough to orgasm."

> Five hours?
> What would that even be like?
> Could you last?
> Buck, he's still getting to you
> After you all take a moment to process the idea, your gazes turn to Fluttershy, next in line
> "Oh! Um, my turn. Well, he took me to his cabin on the edge of town, and started saying t-terrible things. A-about how I rut my animal friends, even though I don't! I never have! I don't even look, most of the time. And then, he started yelling at me, calling me a dirty animal rutter, a-and describing how I liked to be pinned down by mister bear, and th-things. Even when he started d-doing me in the butt, he kept yelling."
> She sniffles
> "Why did I have a wingboner the entire time?"
> Rarity and Pinkie immediately cuddle the poor mare, nuzzling and hugging the sad away
> Rarity pulls away, looking down at the table
> "I suppose I'm next? Well, at first it was quite pleasant, he petted and complimented my coat and mane. Then he lead me to his garden, and, "
> She takes a deep breath
> "Pushed me down in the dirt, rubbing it all over me."
> She shudders
> "He rutted me in the dirt like some animal, his hands caressing and squeezing. The whole time, he kept whispering compliments on my m-mane and coat. That he liked how earthy it was. Then he took the mud made from my marecum, and smeared it all over my face."
> Fluttershy nuzzles her
> "You're clean now, it's alright."
> Rarity nods, but you can see the hesitation
"Ah understand. Just because it's done, doesn't mean it's over. It twists up inside you, makes you want to face it again, be a strong mare about it."
> Once again, nods around the table
> Rainbow Dash ruffles her wings nervously
> "Not me, haha! I learned my lesson, I'm never gonna let colt cover my wings in spunk, it took forever to preen. L-licking up every salty drop. Made me wonder if I could get pregnant through my stomach. Yeah, not even if he watches the entire time, stroking his dick. No way."

> She glances around, face red with embarrassment
> "Alright, I'm done. What about you, Twilight?"
> Twilight blushes, squirming in her seat
> "He, ah, read my early Daring Do fanfiction. Aloud. He even pronounced every spelling error I made, flicking me in the teats each time. When he got to the sex scene, he made us act it out, whips, dong rings and everything. But, he didn't come when he was supposed to, even through I had ten whole minutes of sex written! Th-then he started giving me constructive criticism while grinding inside of me, even though I know most of it now!"
> She huffs, horn sparking in frustration
> "And when he got done reading, he started thrusting harder and faster, I couldn't think, it was difficult to even breathe. Then he took my fanfiction, held it up in front of my face, "
> A familiar, shameful scent fills the room
> It's been building with every story, but you can smell it strongly from your bookworm friend
> In retrospect, this whole meeting was kind of dyke-ish
> "And he tore it in half, and half again. I have never orgasmed so hard."
> Silence descends on your group of friends
> Looking around, you an see the tension is gone, all that's left is a familiar restlessness
> Why does Sweet Apple Acres have to be so far away when you want to pet the cat?
"Right. Now that the air is nice and clear, let's never speak of this again. Agreed?"
> "Agreed!"
> You get to your hooves and tip your hat
"Ah'd best be gettin' back home, see y'all later."
> Your friends make similar excuses, no doubt hankering for some alone time as well
> As you pass through the marketplace, you buy some salt and pears