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- >Sweat drips into your eye, making you wince.
- >You can't let go.
- >Currently you are holding yourself up on your pull-up bar.
- >This morning, Twilight left early.
- >She was worried about Spike making a mess after being alone for so long.
- >Memories of that little cunt cock-blocking you when you and Twilight started dating come to mind.
- >Well, at least he left you alone now.
- >Finally, you allow yourself to drop from the bar and let out a deep breath.
- >Last night you got quite the workout atop the sheets.
- >Twilight was a little more comfortable and apt to new things this time.
- >But with no one in your home again, you couldn't pass up the chance to get a solid uninterrupted workout in.
- >You look at yourself in the mirror.
- >Toned muscles and a sheen of sweat shine back at you in the morning sunlight.
- "Almost good enough. But not quite."
- >You towel off and head for the shower.
- >On today's agenda is:
- >Workout, laundry, Rarity's, talk to Roseluck, lunch with Twilight, jog in the park and-
- "Breakfast."
- >This morning you will treat yourself to a breakfast of french toast at Pinkie Pie's work.
- ***
- >A bit of syrup drips from your fork and lands on your lapel.
- >Why do you always wear these damn expesive suits?
- >You quickly dab it with some water from your glass and sigh.
- >Pinkie giggles from the other side of the table, "Are they yummy, Anon?"
- >You swallow the bite of french toast and give a polite smile.
- "As always, Pinkie; your french toast is the best in town."
- >She twirls a lock of hair with a hoof and rolls her eyes, "You're just saying that~."
- >Pinkie Pie has always been a blatant flirt with you.
- >And at the same time, she has told you she is not interested in relationships that are not platonic.
- >There was a time before Twilight came into the picture that you left this place sporting a sore pair of blueballs because of Pinkieflirt.
- >"Just tell me if you want seconds!" She gets up from the table and walks away sashaying her flanks, "Or thirds..."
- >She knows exactly what she is doing.
- >As you go back to your breakfast, the door opens and several ponies walk in.
- >Mayor Mare is flanked by two stallions.
- >She spots you and smiles, walking over.
- >"Ah! Mr. Anonymous, good morning!"
- >The two stallions with her are huge.
- >Like Macho Man Randy Savage big.
- >You wave.
- "Hello, Mayor. Out for some breakfast with er... Your body guards?"
- >The two stallions look at each other and chuckle.
- >Mayor Mare waves a hoof, "Oh no, they're not body guards. This is Fernando and Otto. Two stallions in my herd."
- >You almost choke on your water as you drink.
- >"Mind if we join you for breakfast?"
- "Sure. Uh, please."
- >The three sit down opposite you, with Mayor Mare in the middle.
- >The two stallions remind you of stereotypical square-jaw hunks back on earth.
- >Wait, is it normal for a mare to have a herd?
- >The image of Mayor Mare being spit roasted by these meat heads makes you shiver.
- >Nope.
- "So, what brings you to Sugarcube Corner?"
- >The mayor waves to Pinkie Pie, "The scones. Simply delicious. So, how is your herd coming along?"
- >Straight to business.
- >The white and blonde stallion Otto leans forward and speaks eagerly with a German accent, "Is it true you are in relationship with Princess Twilight Sparkle?"
- >He seems envious.
- "Er, yeah. I am."
- >Mayor Mare brushes Otto's leg, "She's his alpha mare, so I hear..." She smiles at you, "Everything going smoothly?"
- >You take another sip of water to wet your dry mouth.
- "Mhmm. Yes. I would say so."
- >She leans forward, "So secretive! You are all the talk amongst the mares these days and still you keep up that shroud of mystery around you..."
- >It's poise.
- >Personal and professional life should stay seperate.
- "I apologize. I'm still learning the culture of herding."
- >Mayor Mare nods and gives Pinkie Pie her order.
- >"I can understand. Herds are a public yet very private affair."
- >Not according to Twilight.
- >To her, everything about your relationship is public.
- >"Princess Celestia would never tell about her history with herding."
- >Your eyes widen.
- "Celestia had a herd?!"
- >She chuckles, "You didn't hear it from me. This was long, loooong before any of us were born. Times were different then."
- >She lets it go and you go back to eating.
- >Does Twilight know that her mentor herded at one point?
- >What kind of guys did Celestia go for?
- >Celestia sure is pretty...
- >You shake the thought from your head.
- "So Mayor, what can I expect for my first day Monday?"
- >She shrugs, "Just some boring introductions. The fun stuff won't start for a few days. I'd like to give you some time getting settled. And working on your herd."
- ***
- >The rest of breakfast goes by with only formal talk.
- >You're relieved that Mayor Mare drops any herd talk.
- >Her stallions actually surprise you with how cordial and pleasant they are.
- >The mayor excuses herself first, saying she must get back to work.
- >After they leave, you pay for your meal and leave.
- >It takes a while before you notice Pinkie Pie trotting next to you.
- "Pinkie? What are you doing?"
- >She grins, "I was bored with work. Wanna hang out?"
- "Okay... I was planning on visiting a pony if you want to tag along."
- >She bucks your leg softly, "Ooo a friend? Or another capture for your herd?"
- >You flush.
- "Well, she wants to be in my he- I don't CAPTURE mares."
- >Pinkie is instantly inside of your suit with her face inches from yours.
- >She makes a lewd face and you feel her hooves rub your abdomen and pecs, "No, you just hypnotize them with these big sexy muscley muscles."
- >You try to grab her, but she's already on the ground again.
- "Pinkie, please..."
- >She licks her lips slowly and whispers, "That's it... Beg me..."
- >Why does she only pick on you?
- >You turn.
- "Well I'm leaving."
- >Pinkie jumps onto your shoulders.
- >"Aw, you're so cute when you're flustered!"
- >She pokes your cheek and her tail wraps around your waist as you walk.
- >"Cutie pie~!"
- >You're glad Pinkie doesn't want to be in your herd.
- >This shit is why Twilight isn't comfortable with you hanging out with her.
- >There is a reason why you let Pinkie tag along.
- >The pony you are going to visit-
- >Is Roseluck.
- >The two of you head into the market area and straight toward Roseluck's flower stand.
- "Okay Pinkie, I need you to do me a favor."
- >"A party favor?"
- "A big favor."
- >"I'll show you a big-"
- "I need you to cut into the conversation if things get awkward."
- >"I LOVE cutting in to conversations!"
- "Good. So can you-"
- >"Like right now! See how good I am at cutting in?"
- "Pinkie, please. This mare is a little... Different."
- >"I scratch your back, you rub mine. If I do this, you're gonna frost my cake with that extra creamy batter. I'll put it in a baster and you can sploot-a-toot-sploot it right into my-"
- "PINKIE!"
- >She snickers, "Only kidding."
- >The two of you arrive at Roseluck's stand.
- >The mare looks absolutely serine and as pretty as the flowers she sells.
- >It's a trap.
- >You know it has to be.
- >The rose has thorns.
- >Her head moves to the side slowly and her eyes move from you to Pinkie.
- >The hairs on the back of your neck stand up as her eyes seem to dilate while smiling at Pinkie.
- >"Good morning, Anonymous. I see you've brought... A friend. And she's another mare."
- "Good morning. I just wanted to visit and set up our... Formal date."
- >Roseluck looks away from Pinkie to you and smiles with her eyes closed, "How sweet of you. When should I come over?"
- >You were planning on a more typical date.
- "Well if you give me your address, I can pick you up tonight and we could go for dinner?"
- >Her ears flick, "Would you be opposed to me making you dinner tonight?"
- >Usually you do the cooking.
- "Are you sure?"
- >She nods slowly, "I'm an old fashioned mare. I think a good mare should cook for her stallion. I do so enjoy cooking."
- >You remember with worry that time Twilight almost burned your house down making toast.
- "Well is there anything you'd like to do in town?"
- >Roseluck shakes her head, "Would you be opposed to staying in and watching a movie?"
- >Alarms are going off in your head.
- >She wants to be alone with you in your house.
- "Are... You sure?"
- >The flower pony nods again and smiles at Pinkie, "I'm very sure."
- >Your friend beside you has been uncharacteristically quiet.
- >You clear your throat.
- "Okay then. When should I get you?"
- >Roseluck winks at you, "I'll come over whenever you want."
- >Why is Pinkie not saying anything?
- >Roseluck is boring into her with that wide-eyed smile.
- "Eight. Come over at eight."
- >"I look forward to our date."
- >With an awkward goodbye, you pull Pinkie away from the stand and leave.
- "Pinkie, why didn't you say anything?!"
- >She trots along with a spaced out look.
- >"Anon... I think this is a bad idea..."
- ***
- >You and Pinkie sit in Carousel Boutique.
- >Rarity has served you tea and Pinkie is currently dumping a bowl of sugar into hers.
- >Rarity flicks her tail, "So WHO is this lucky mare?!"
- >You tap on the table with your fingertips.
- "Her name is Roseluck. I met her yesterday and she kind of followed me home."
- >Rarity's ears perk, "Roseluck? I know her..."
- >You don't like the way that sounds.
- "What's wrong?"
- >"Oh nothing is wrong, darling. I was just reminiscing. We used to brunch together."
- >You watch Pinkie happily drink her moist sugar.
- "Used to?"
- >Rarity sighs and waves a hoof carelessly, "You see, that was before she met the stallion she got engaged to. After that, we sort of drifted apart. A shame really, she was such a giddy and lady-like pony. We were a lot alike."
- "Engaged?"
- >Rarity's look turns sour, "I'm afraid I don't know much about it, other than her fiancé did not become her husband. She was very different after that. Does she still have that distant smile?"
- >You nod weakly.
- "Who was her fiancé?"
- >Rarity shrugs, "Some dashing young stud from out west. I haven't seen him in ages. Not since their break up..."
- >Those alarms are back in your head.
- >She's coming over tonight.
- >Where is her fiancé?
- >Why does she insist on staying at your house?
- >She's coming over- She's coming over!
- >Pinkie touches your hand, making you jump.
- >"Nonny, are you okay?"
- >You straighten your tie.
- "I'm fine."
- >Before you can ask Rarity more about Roseluck, the bell rings on the front door, signaling the arrival of a customer.
- >"Excuse me," Rarity jumps up and leaves the room.
- >You turn to Pinkie.
- "Pinkie, I need another favor."
- >She licks the remaining sugar from her cup, "I told you Nonny, I don't think you can put a foal inside of me."
- "What? No- listen, I need you to stay at my place tonight."
- >Pinkie gives you a lustful look.
- >"I knew it. You want to stuff this pink pie, don't you?"
- >Your eye twitches.
- "Pinkie. I don't want to have sex with you. I want you to like hide in the closet or something during this date. I know you got the same vibe from Roseluck."
- >Pinkie smirks, "You have some freaky fetishes, don't you Anon?"
- >You can't let yourself choke Pinkie.
- >She slaps your back, "Just kidding! Of course I'll help you!"
- >You sigh and sit back.
- "Thank you. Be at my place at seven."
- >You stand up and smooth your suit.
- "And Pinkie? Please don't tell Twilight about this."
- >"She'll never know what we do alone."
- "Pinkie. Please."
- ***
- >"I'm sorry! I can't get away today!"
- >Your girlfriend is awash in scrolls.
- >Celestia has piled all the responsibility of organizing the summer solstice celebration on Twilight.
- "Don't sweat it, Twi. I'll bring you lunch."
- >She tosses a scroll aside, "No, don't worry. Spike is getting sandwiches. But you should go to lunch with Flitter."
- "Flitter?"
- >She rapidly scans a scroll with her eyes, "Mhmm. I feel like the two of you didn't really get enough time together. You should use this chance to loosen her up a bit."
- >In your head you see Flitter laying on your kitchen table with her bits exposed.
- >"Loosen me up, master~..."
- >You blink.
- "Are you sure you want me to be alone with her?"
- >Twilight looks up and smiles, "Anon, I am comfortable with you doing anything with any mare in our herd. It's our herd. Our family. I know it might sound strange, but you realize that you will eventually be... Sleeping with multiple mares, right?"
- >You nod.
- "Yeah..."
- >It's just weird hearing it from her mouth.
- >Your girlfriend wants you to fuck other mares.
- >And from what you heard her tell Flitter-
- >Twilight wants to watch you fuck other mares.
- "Alright. Do you know where Flitter lives?"
- ***
- >You knock on the door.
- >Flitter lives in a small house next to a furniture store.
- >The door opens quickly and Flitter jumps out with a wrench in her mouth.
- >You step back and guard your face.
- >Flitter drops the wrench, looking to be on the verge of incontinence.
- >"Anon? I thought... I thought you were a burglar."
- >You straighten up.
- "Burglar? Why?"
- >She looks around timidly, "This is the most logical time to burgal."
- >At noon?
- >You look around.
- >Several ponies trot down the street, happily going about their day.
- >One pony starts up a song and others begin to dance.
- "Right. Anyway, I wanted to see if you'd like to join me for lunch?"
- >You can see her wings begin to unfurl.
- >"If you want to eat me, I don't think I'll taste very good. I haven't taken a bath today."
- >You shake your head.
- "No, I mean- Want to eat at the park? My treat."
- >She seems to understand and blushes, "Like... A date?"
- "Yes. Like a date. At the park."
- >Now her wings are held out and she giggles, "I would really like that! A date with my b-boyfriend!"
- >Well that was pretty cute.
- >Just have to keep her away from alcohol.
- "Great. You want to grab anything you need and then we'll go?"
- >She stumbles a little running back into her house.
- >"I'll get my sun hat! And my bag! And my- OW!"
- >As she runs inside, her extended wings hit the door frame and she falls back onto her butt.
- >"Saddle..."
- >You bend down and grab the tool in front of you.
- "Don't forget your wrench."
- >She gets up and sheepishly takes the wrench from you while stroking her wings down.
- >"I don't think there will be any burglars in the park, Anonymous."
- "No. You're probably right."
- >She walks back inside and you shake your head.
- >Wait-
- "Why does she need a saddle?"
- ***
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