A Little Stuck

>This place was weird.
>Nice, but weird.
>There were these little talking horses, a smaller talking lizard, and then just a normal dog.
>Is the dog retarded?
>You want to ask, but you know it would be rude.
>At least you had your house.
>After making a small particle accelerator in your garage, which actually turned out to be a great idea JANET, you had ended up here.
>You made sure to lock up your dangerous stuff as best you could.
>Especially after the incident with the pink one.
>Have to cut your food with dull spoons because of her.
>Since that incident, they all seemed concerned for your safety.
>Even before then, but especially now.
>It was nice, but a little annoying at times.
>Like when you tried to fix a leak caused by the transmutation across space and time.
>These things do a little bit of damage to your foundation and stuff.
>You had some shingles in storage and plenty of tools, so you got right up to the roof.
>It wasn't a minute before Applejack was yelling that you were going to get hurt and that you needed to get down.
>You ended up appreciating her help because you had no idea what you were doing.
>Cross realities?
>Sure.
>Fix a roof?
>Nope.
>You don't even know where she came from.
>She must have some weird sense like Pinkie.
>Speaking of.
>All of your nope.
>That pony-
>"Aw, but we have so much fun, Nonners."
"Gah!"
>You grab a bouncy ball from your pocket and bounce it off of her head.
>She immediately gives chase, running across your living room.
>That pony is all kinds of wrong.
>"A-Anon?! Is everything alright?!"
>The sound of hooves climbing your basement step can be heard.
>Twilight was nice, a fellow nerd like yourself.
>She asked if she could go through your junk for anything of value to Equestria.
>You had agreed, and would occasionally get together to talk about technology and magic.
"It was just Pinkie again, Twilight."
>You hear a bit of laughter from the still closed basement door, the hooves having stopped their march.
>"Y-you know she's just being friendly, right?"
>You start to walk towards the door.
"She's freaking me out is what she's doing."
>You hear the laughter again, a bit more forced.
>"Sh-she's just-hnng-different."
>Stopping in place, you furrow your brow.
"Twilight, are you alright?"
>She starts her usual sputtering as you resume course.
>"W-who? Me? I'm j-just fffhhHHHHAAAAA-"
>You leap past the last few feet of the door and wrench it open.
>What you see is a sweaty Twilight flushed red and sprawled out on the top step, wings flared and horn sparking.
>As soon as she sees you, she tries to push herself up.
>"I-I'm fffine. J-just let me-"
>You put a hand on her forehead, causing her to flinch.
"No you are not. You're...I think you're burning up? I don't know what's normal for your species, but whatever that screaming was definitely wasn't fine."
>Twilight whimpers for a moment, but otherwise stays quiet.
"Are you sick? Should we get you to the hospital?"
>"NO!"
>Both of you are taken back by that response, and take a moment before speaking again.
>"I jjjust really NEED to use your bathroom. Plllease."
>You frown, but step back.
"You know where it is?"
>Twilight nods before shakily getting to her hooves.
>As she is trotting away, you can't help but notice how oddly she's walking.
>You shake your head and look back to the steps.
>There's...something there.
>You lean down and--you're pretty sure you know what that is.
>No, you totally know what that is.
>You have been with many women and had lots of the sex.
>Was it something she found down there?
>You run to the kitchen to grab a dish towel for the stain before heading down stairs.
>Once you make it down the steps, you find an easy to follow trail.
>Not that kind.
>Her organizing skills were better than yours, so you had an approximate idea of where to go.
>Following the stacked boxes leads you through a short labyrinth before finding something at one of its ends.
>You pick up the box and grimace.
"Incognito you son of a bitch, if only you knew what you just did. To royalty no less."
>Incognito would always tell you to 'shove it up your ass'.
>The idiot tickled himself pink everytime he said it.
>So when you had to move away, he bought a vibrator that you could shove up your ass.
>And now his gift was just shoved inside of a princess.
>You're probably going to get in trouble because of this asshole again.
>And he's not even in this dimension.
>Along with the box there were some of your less than reputable...
>You're just going to be honest and call it hentai, which was next to a different puddle that needed cleaning up.
>At least she didn't find the weird stuff.
>There was also the instruction booklet for the vibrator.
>How many vibrators come with instruction booklets?
>You're not complaining, since it clearly states where the off switch is.
>You make your way through the maze of boxes and up the stairs.
>The whole time you're trying to think of how to apologize with a straight face.
>Grunting and puffing can be heard through the door as you approach.
>She's either having a good time or having trouble getting it out.
"Uh Twilight? Do you need help? I think I know what's wrong."
>All sound from the other side stops.
>That was probably a bit too forward.
>"Please."
>Or not?
>Pushing the door open, you see a similar sight as to what you saw earlier.
>Stiff wings, sweaty mare, sparking horn but in a bathtub, thankfully.
>This time, however, she's even redder.
>"I know I ssshhhhouldn't have-"
>You put a hand up to try and calm her down.
"O-okay, I know this is weird, but I can-uh-help."
>She gets even redder for a moment before looking at the wall in front of her.
>"I w-wouldn't want to f-force you-"
"I-I'm good. I'm just t-trying to help you out. I-if that's okay with you."
>Twilights eyes squint shut as she bows her head.
>"I-I-I would appreciate that."
>You nod, more to yourself since her eyes are closed, before moving behind her.
>You grab her tail to-
>"Hrrmn"
>You release her tail and settle for pushing it aside.
>It's fitting that Twilight chose the bathtub to sit in, because she's leaking like a faucet.
>You try to be professional as you look for the off switch.
>Once you find it, you do your best not to cause any undue jostling turning it off.
>You were doing your best to keep your less than pure thoughts from showing.
>Especially in your pants.
>"A-Anon? Is it okay?"
>Oh shit, you were staring!
>You let go of her tail and step back.
"Yep! It's off now, so I'll just let you-um-deal with that."
>"I, uh, don't think I can get it out on my own."
>?!?!?!
"B-but you have magic! A-and hooves so you can-"
>You had experience with these kinds of things.
>Yep!
>"W-well, it-it-it it's blocking the thaumic pathways! Yeah, I can't use my magic with it in there and my hooves can't reach. So I need a capable stallion to reach in there and pull it out."
>Twilight looks about as nervous as you feel.
>These ponies, Twilight especially, have been especially kind to you.
>You don't want to say no to her in a time of need.
>You wriggle in place and lock eyes with Twilight.
"A-are you sure-"
>"Yes! I mean, if you're okay with it."
>You're both a little shaky now, but that's understandable.
"O-okay. I'm just-"
>Once again, you reach behind Twilight, sweeping her tail aside with your other hand.
>You try to take stock of things before continuing.
>...
>Taking far too much stock of this.
"-just going to-"
>You grab the base of the vibrator and-
>"Hahrn"
>Her flank wriggles around, back legs stomping on the floor of the porcelain bathtub causing you to let go.
"Sorry! I didn't-"
>"No! I'm just...sensitive. It's been in there awhile."
>You nod before looking back down.
"I-I'm just going to grab it and give it one good tug, okay? N-not like that, but...you know what I mean."
>"P-please."
>As quickly as you dared, considering your target, you threw your hand forward, grabbed the vibrator, and pulled.
>"Ha-hmm"
>Only for it to rock Twilight around in the tub.
>Fucking hell, what kind of grip does she have with that thing?
>...
>Those thoughts do not help reduce the erection.
>You pull again and-
>"Haaa~"
>Your spaghetti is completely forgotten at the problem presented before you.
"How can your species even breed with this kind of grip strength? It's like-"
>Another tug gets another moan.
"-can the male even move his penis once inserted? Or are there even males and females? Is this orifice another mouth for you or something else I don't understand?"
>You pick Twilight up, turning her upside down so you can get a better grip.
>You do your best to clamp her wings down to better get a hold of her.
"And why are these up and out? The posture would suggest fight or flight behavior, but it seems to be tied to arousal. Is that so the male can get a better grip? Oh, but then we're back on the issue of if you even have males or females."
>You pull the toolbag out of the bathroom cupboard, because who doesn't have one in there, and apply a wrench to the vibrator.
>"OooOOOHAHAHA!"
"Hmm, how about we-"
>You put the wrench back in the drawer and pick Twilight up by the vibrator.
>"Hrrlglg"
>You position her up at the edge of the counter and start to lightly tap her against it.
>"Ha, Anon what are you-hrm-doing?"
"A method of opening jars-"
>"I am not-mmn-a bucking pickle jar."
"Your current predicament suggests otherwise."
>Seeing as how this wasn't working, you carry Twilight to your kitchen.
>"A-Anon?! The windows are open! Ponies can seeeeheeHEEEE-"
>You had gotten to the silverware drawer while Twilight was talking and retrieved a spoon.
>Using no finesse at all, you shoved it between the vibrator and the pony.
>With a small 'schloop' you achieve victory.
"Haha! See, it was as simple as-HOLY SHIT TWILIGHT I AM SO SORRY!"
>The mare was covered in her own sweat and cum and panting on your kitchen counter.
>She raises a hoof towards you in a pleading manner.
>"P-please."
>The toy clatters to the floor.
>And here you were worried about Incognito getting you in trouble.
>HA!
>YOU assaulted her.
>Wait.
>You look at the vibrator on the floor.
>Does it count as rape if it's assault with a sex toy?
>You leave Twilight where she lies and make your way out of your house.
>Maybe if you turn yourself in they won't execute you.

_-_-_-_-_-_

>You are Twilight Sparkle.
>Anon just flailed you around like a toy, before bringing you to the edge of your first male induced orgasm.
>And it was fantastic.
>But before he finished you off, he just left.
>Was the act a little heavy?
>You thought some of Cadances tips seemed funny.
>Was he upset that you made a mess?
>You did try to get your scent around, but maybe that isn't what humans do.
>Was it a cultural thing?
>His books, which you can't deny having plenty similar to, suggested this would work.
>So many questions.
>And he had so many also.
>Your oversoaked nethers produce just a bit more moisture.
>It was hard for a mare who was into nerdy colts.
>There were so few stallions to begin with.
>Finding an actual nerdy colt was like finding water in the desert.
>It's there, just nearly impossible to find.
>You don't care how much you have to apologize or grovel for whatever you did wrong.
>Someway, somehow you will get him back.
>And hopefully put your grandfathers ring on him.
>You shuffle your wings a bit while trying to ignore the soreness between your legs.
>At least that one tip Cadance gave you about muscle control came in handy.
>Now he knew how tight you were and might want to do some...personal testing.