Endeavorance. part V

Part V
>Just reached the outside of ponyville
>its nearly dark
>stare down the local pharmacy
>crack your knuckles for what your about to do
>rush into town unseen
>move through the back allies trying to remain obscure
>approach the side of the pharmacy
>look at the awning overhead
>pull out the horn
>inhale
>focus deeply
>the beam holding up the other end of the awning starts to shake loose
>it falls out
>the far side of the awning clunks to the ground
>see the pharmacist step outside to try and figure out what happened
>go around to the back end of the pharmacy
>inspect the back door
>its unlocked
>open it slowly
>peer inside
>see the pharmacist still out front
>step in
>start grabbing various minerals off the shelves
>toss them into a bag
>leave some change on the counter
>move to the back door
>open it
>check the area
>all clear
>dart for home
>reach home as it has just become dark
>step inside
>look around
>the place is a complete wreck
>any and every personal object imaginable is now scattered across the floor
>step through the mess
>enter the bathroom
>its an even bigger wreck
>turn on the hot water in the bathtub
>attempt to remove your pants
>cringe in pan from trying to work around your fresh leg wound
>stop
>leave the bathroom
>enter the kitchen
>look for a pair of scissors
>sort through the mess on the floor
>find the scissors
>re enter the bathroom
>cut yourself out of your pants
>sink into the tub
>wash away the dirt still in your wound from crawling on the ground in the forest
>soak for a moment
>slowly start peeling of the clothing fried onto your skin once more
>clean off
>grab the horn out of the pocket from your mutilated pants
>focus on your wound
>it closes over slowly
>dry off
>stand up
>no pain
>no scar
>still limping though
>head for your room
>enter
>its easily the worst wreck out of all the rooms you’ve been in
>touch the bed
>sit on it
>stare down at your scattered personal belongings
>rest for a moment
>get up
>pick out a fresh change of clothes from the many articles flung carelessly onto the ground
>shut the bedroom door on the way out
>step back into the kitchen
>approach the stove
>knock on the top of it
>feel around the sides
>clench the top of it
>lift it off
>inspect the cast iron plating
>walk over to the basement door
>head down the steps with the cast iron
>reach the bottom
>observe the basement
>it hasn’t been trashed
>spread a sheet down on the floor
>unload the minerals onto it
>plop the cast iron down next to the minerals
>grab a two-by-four and set it next to the cast iron
>clench the horn in your hand
>inhale deeply
>start working
>spend the entire night mixing minerals, shaping wood and bending iron
>the sun rises 10 tireless hours later
>look at the finished project
>a single, impractical, makeshift gun
>complete with too many bullets to count
>pick it up
>clench it tightly in your hands
>no idea if it will work properly or explode in your hands
>it probably doesn’t shoot too accurately
>and it doesn’t resemble any known weapon from earth
>but it will serve as a good replacement for the knife
>for self defense or otherwise
>load it up
>inspect its craftsmanship
>The plunking of hooves overhead interrupts your scrutinizing
>look up
>see the dust falling out from the rafters
>hear the guards speaking indistinctively
>the plunking stops
>the basement door opens
>The guard shouts to his associates
>“…start looking through the basement”
>shuts the door
>turns around and sees you
>stare him down
>he stares back
>his eyes move back and forth between your face and the gun
>silence consumes the basement
>only noise is the guard’s breathing patterns
>inadvertently start breathing in sync with him
>try to pull the trigger
>hesitate
>worry the gun might misfire to horrendous effects
>the guards continues to stand frozen in his stare
>he gulps
>see the fear in his eyes
>contemplate on what to do
>feel your lip quivering
>he takes a step back toward the door
>pull the trigger on an sudden impulse
>recoil at the sound of the blast
>the bullet flies through his neck and out the back
>his body topples down the stares clumsily
>walk over to him
>watch him fade out
>no turning back now
>start breathing heavily
>lip continues to quiver
>walk up the steps slowly
>rest a hand on the door
>open it
>“Corporal, what was that noise?”
>see another guard standing in the kitchen
>he freezes upon seeing you
>locks into a similar stare
>aim at him
>pull the trigger
>he screams in agony as body lunges back over the corner of the kitchen table
>blood trails onto the kitchen tiles near your boots
>find it easier to waste this one than the last one
>not tempted to watch him fade out
>see a another move out from around the living room corner
>waste him with even less hesitation than the previous one
>pause
>look over your shoulders
>your lip stops quivering
>breathing patterns go back to normal
>see the guard in the living room moving around
>step over to him
>look down at him
>watch his twitching from nerve reflex
>observe the where the bullet entered
>it punched a clean through his armor
>continue to observe him until he stops moving completely
>see movement out of the corner of your eye
>look towards your bedroom
>the door is ajar
>slowly step down the hallway
>approach the ajar door
>rest a hand on it
>push it the rest of the way open
>see another guard in there
>backed into the corner
>shaking in panic
>tries to speak
>“B-by…By order o-of Celestia, you are under A-arrest”
>there is absolutely no conviction in his voice
>pause for a moment
>hear the shaking in his breathing patterns
>its making his armor chatter
>rest your hand on the doorknob
>shut the door slowly
>aim at it
>pull the trigger
>the bullet punches clean through the door
>the chattering of armor stops
>complete silence fills the air
>hear a loud thud on the ground
>open the door
>observe all your belongings even more violated than they were previously
>the guard lays lifelessly on the ground
>his eyes staring a thousand yards past the ceiling above him
>shut the door
>think on the guards words
>look out the window
>stare down Canterlot in retribution
>plot a payback for being hunted
>head back down into the basement
>take the remaining iron
>grab the horn
>manage to forge a suppressor after an hour
>fit it onto the tip of the gun
>test fire it
>its not the best, but adequate
>step out the back door
>head for Canterlot






>You smile lightly as you drape your coat over the hanger
>She fidgets about and presses her frail little forearms against her swollen breasts as she waits uneasily for your Answer
Why would I mind? Of course!
>Expelling a relieved sigh, she drops her arms to her side, revealing her pert nipples protruding through the thin cotton fabric sleeveless shirt
>“Oh. thank you so much, Anon.”
Meet me upstairs in about five minutes
>You watch her trail up the winding staircase as fast as her thin legs can accelerate her, Dipping down and catching a glimpse up her skirt as she makes her way
>the instant the show is out of sight, you to your watch and make note of the time
1:17...her folks wont be home for atleast another four hours
>After rejoicing with a clap of your hands, you creep your way over to the bathroom to freshen up
>Slipping out of your clothes as quickly as possible, you try to give yourself a quick pat down with a damp rag
>Right as you’re drying off you hear her calling
>“Anon, Where are you?”
>With that out of the way, you pop out of the bathroom and announce your approach
I’m coming, Shy
>“Hurry! Please?” You hear a slight groan of discomfort in her voice as you bolt up the stairs
>By the time you make it up to her room standing you see her standing in the middle of it motioning for you to go the bed in an uncharacteristic fit of impatience
>“Where have you been? Come here!”
>With that, you pop a seat on the bed and she follows suit by sitting on your lap facing you, her legs thrown over your hips.
>She plants her hand on the base of her shirt and pulls it up. It gets stuck on the relative snugness of her tender bosom, larger than before she had started nursing but not disproportionately so.

>You slid your thumbs underneath her shirt. She bits her lip as the both of you liberate her boobs from their tight prison, before casting the dislodged article off to the side
>She lets out another relieved sigh. You give her another light smile before planting your lips in the center of her chest and playfully motorboating her, admiring the firmness.
>Normally this would elicit a cute giggle from her but they’re really full today
>“Come on, already. They’re sore!”
Alright, Alright
>With that you take to her right breast, enveloping that adorable, pink, stiff, little nipple of hers in your lips and sucking.
>She looks down at you, Biting her lip again. Her breasts seem to be a little backed up as they would normally be flowing like a faucet
>She acknowledges this and takes her sore boob from underneath, squeezing on it lightly in hopes of hastening the release
>After a few seconds of nothing she looks to you for aid
>“Could you…help me?”
>You pause your sucking for the short seconds you cup your hand around hers, Resuming the your sucking the instant you issue a firm squeeze.
>With that, the floodgates open and your palate is surged over with a mouthful of sweet though otherwise indescribable liquid gold.
>She lets out a cute little yelp the on the moment of release before panting for a few seconds while you continue your work on her.
>She rolls her eyes back and takes a few short hyperventilations before sighing in relief
>“Thank you, Anon.” she utters softly as she takes a hand to your head and begins stroking your hair
>Of course, you’re happy to help but your too preoccupied trying to guzzle her milk to tell her that right now
>“And the other one?”
>You nod softly, pulling her suckling breast around by the nipple with the motion of your head in the process and articulate the only vocal response possible right now
Mhmm!
>While you’re Determined not to let a drop from your current project go to waste, you begin multitasking by planting a hand on her belly
>gradually sliding it up her body, you admire every last trace of her satin-like skin gliding smoothly against your palm as it slowly makes it’s way to the bottom of her other breast.
>With the tip of your index finger leading the way, you slid your palm across her mound and begin kneading it softly.
>she moans ever so softly as she rolls her eyes back a second time and bites her lip once more
>Sliding your other hand southward, you slip in underneath her the band of skirt and rest a finger outside on the outside of her panties, feeling a wet spot. She enjoys her nipple play a great deal it seems
>She gasps and looks down at you in surprise the second your finger makes contact. Though this is just the tip of the iceberg
>You give her a nice firm petting. Just enough to get your fingers lathered up in her juice before taking the wetness back up to her chest and smearing the little dab you came back with across her nipple
>With that in place you begin squeezing and pulling on it with your fingers just as she takes her free hand and begins massaging the doughy skin below
>Draining and drinking the last few drops off of righty, you pull of it and take a deep breath before blowing cold air on her cum coated nipple
>The both of you hold still for a moment, watching as it and hardens, looking like a little pink smooth stone.
>Fluttershy, using the hand that had been caressing you this whole time, pulls your lips to her stiff little teat
>You waste no time unleashing on it, forming a tight valve around it with your mouth
>Quick to respond, she resume massaging it
>This one was a lot more co-operable; You feel the load of her mammary gland flooding your mouth almost instantly. The milk flows fast but not faster than you can chug it
>Her letting out another short cute little moan only provokes you further as you begin suckling on her nipple hungrily like a dehydrating infant, nibbling and rolling it around with your tongue
>She wraps her legs around you tightly and begins massaging her tit to hasten the draining
>In a matter of minutes, you have her fully emptied
>With the job done, you pull off of her and look up
>She lets out a relieved sigh “Much Better”
>She closes her eyes and smiles for the first time in the after noon, arching her back and slowly swaying her perky boobies from side to die
>With such an inviting pose, you cant help but to bury your face deep into her cleavage again.
>Now that she has nursed, they feel a lot softer. And her mood has elevated no doubt as She wraps her arms around your head and pulls you into with all the strength her frail little muscles can produce
>She swings her torso to and fro. Her C’s slap you playfully as she lets out that cute giggle you were wanting to hear the first time you tried this
>After their jiggling ceases, you roll your head up and look into her cyan eyes
>Unwrapping her limbs’ holds on you, she slides down and locks lips. Her tongue permeates across your lips gently before you follow suit and do the same to her.
>Though you have a surprise for her as you had saved a cheekfull of her milk.
>Catching her off guard, you snowball it into mouth.
>“Hmm!?” She voices with a muffle, as your lips are still locked
>After a second she realizes what it is and snowballs it back to you
>The both of you take a minute to exchange, saliva, milk and tongue contact. Snowballing the load back and forth playfully
>By the time you break, the milk has been so diluted by either of you, it’s taste is nearly gone
>The both of you down it just before she rests her hands on your cheeks and grazes them with your thumbs
>“Mmm…I-I love your tongue, Anon”
>You smile mischievously
What say we get you out of that skirt?

>“Okay” She says meekly before standing up and repositioning herself on a chair
>Continuing with “Give me one little second to get out of these shoes” as her slender fingers rest at the top of her left shin and grip the pink polka dotted leggings. With a good tug she pulls the slack out and up, bringing the legging all the way up to her thigh, releasing the elastic suspending it and letting it rest
>“Huh, I didn’t know those were thigh high” you say to yourself as she issues the same treatment to her other leg
>With the leggings untucked and out, the boots fit far looser and she is effortlessly able to shed them and cast them off
>You slip out of your shirt and pants and continue watching in anticipation as she stands up, undoes her skirt and drops it to her ankles in the slowest way possible, Almost as if she’s trying to act extra seductive.
>With you naked and her reduced to just her underwear and leggings, your eyes go south and land on that wet spot on her panties
>She takes a second before looking down too, realizing that was the focus of your gaze.
>Looking back up at you she bites her lip and suppresses a giggle before smiling shyly and resting her fingers on the elastic bands of her leggings a second time as she prepares to shed them
>But before she can, you cut in
Those can stay on
>“Hehe, alright” she says before turning around and facing her cute little ass toward you, still holding that shy smile all the way.
>Planting her legs about a step apart, she bends over and perks her ass up before sliding off her panties in a manor slower and even more seductive than her skirt
>Watching it go from her hips to her ankles feels like it is taking an eternity
>Anon jr apparently agrees as he is going berserk
>But before you can entertain his needs, you best fill in that implied promise of yours.
>Don’t want to leave your lady unsatisfied


>Just as she turns around, you emerge from your seat on the bed only to drop down to your knees in front of her
>Starting at her shins You plant your palms on her and glide your hands up her tall smooth leg as you admire both her form and the leggings. (I have a leg fetish. Big whoop! Wanna fight about it?)
>After crossing over her knee, your grip into the baby smooth skin of her doughy thigh only partially covered by the legging. You take a moment to knead it before throwing her knee over your shoulder
>Looking up, you find three things
>First off, she looks absolutely magnificent from down here. She looked great before but now…DAYUM!!
>Second, your face is about an inch away from her flower, now dripping with arousal. Her scent is strong though very pleasant.
>Third, she is now sporting a rather mischievous smile of her own. It must be a serious turn on for her to be the dominant one in, well...anything, for a change
>Not spending but a second more to recognize and analyze those, you lean in and plant a gentle, tender kiss on her velvety smooth, swollen, dripping, clean and shaven lips
>She gives another gasp, widens her eyes and drops her jaw.
>You both know its just a mocking expression for show, though you still take delight to the combined picturesque view of this angle, her stunning body and that sexy expression she just made
>With contact established, you press your tongue into her and begin feeling your way up the length of her slit, getting a good idea of her taste before your tongue makes contact with her clit
>“Mmmmmmm” she voices slowly and softly in approval as you search around her pink button
>Upon you finding a spot she take positively, you feel her shudder in her hips slightly
>“That’s it, right there…” she says as she grabs your head and pulls you into her sex deeper
>You begin grinding your head around as her “mmm”s continue.
>You feel her weight coming down on you as you are slowly taken down to lying on your back
>By the time your laying flat, Shy’s swollen, pink, dripping wet lips are taking up ¾ of your vision.
>she hovers above your face for a short moment before coming down, grinding her clit against your lips for a good thirty seconds before returning to her position of hovering
>She looks down at you before taking a hand down to her slit, popping two fingers but an inch in and spreading herself open
>“Come and tonguefuck me, Anon” she says before crashing back down on you, barely leaving you with enough time to instinctively open your mouth wide enough for your tongue to be able to penetrate her with any effective depth
>You do manage to do just that though. She spreads her legs and resumes grinding. Her “mmm”’s have abruptly ceased and been replaced with seductive moans.
>Determined to ensure your lady is satisfied, you take your right hand and begin fondling her nipple, prompting her moans to become louder
>You begin stroking that sensitive spot on her clit with your left hand
>Her individual moans stop and are replaced with one long solid moan
>“OH! I’M GONNA CUM!!!” she exclaims
>With that, you muster all your jaw strength to having your tongue penetrate into her as deep as possible. The moan is soon accompanied by a violent shaking stemming from her hips and you feel your mouth being flooded with more of her sweet juices.
>Though this is more overflow than you can handle. Your face gets soaked and you loose quite a bit of the precious nectar to the carpet
>It tastes pretty good, Kind of like rose water
>After the quivering stops, she springs back up and relocates herself to sitting on your lap, her soaked flower resting against your shaft
>She takes a minute to catch her breath before dropping down to have her face meet yours
>“Mmm! Anon, that was so hot!” she says in a bubbly voice as she merrily licks the excess cum off your face
Did I do good?
>“You did great!” she says, still dragging her tongue all over you
>You let her finish before the both of you stand up
>She looks down at your erect member, giggling as she recalls there is still plenty more kinky sex to be had
>“Sit down on the bed, I’ll do the work this time”
>With no reasonable objections on your part, you do just that
>With your dick ready and waiting, she climbs up on onto your lap and suspends herself just above it
>She takes your head and grinds it into her vulva, still swollen and dripping wet, and rattles her around, throwing Anon jr’s helmet violently around in the tent clench of her lips
>Pausing, she looks down at your erect member then back up to you before giving a sly little wink. With no warning at all, she drops herself and takes your length in a split second
>The both of you let out a moan after that
>Just as promised, she goes fast away to work, bouncing and gyrating together in the same motion while you relax
>She wraps her arms around the back of your head, locks her lips together with yours searching for a nice tight spot for you.
>Her being the good girl she is, she finds it fast. Without losing her hold on your member, she hoists herself up and repositions her body so that your face is directly in front of her breasts again. Lastly, she flicks the long strands of her hair down so that they rest in between her cleavage
>You feel her canal tightening around your now diamond hard member as her legs wrap around your waste
>Her gyrating resumes
>then her grind
>She begins bouncing up and down on you so fast you can hear her thighs and ass slapping against your lap loudly
>She watches you clench your teeth together, knowing what that means
>Lowering her head over you, she breathes heavily on your neck as she speaks
>“Anon, are you gonna cum?” she whispers seductively
>you respond through a lockjaw
Yeah…
>“Mmm, yeah. Cum for me” She continues her dirty talk as her canal grows even tighter
>The slapping noise becomes twice as frequent as she begins bouncing faster and faster
>She lays down more taunting “I know you want to. Cum inside me. Come on baby, Cum inside me.”
>You begin panting heavily, something that you know can only fuel her hunger for your seed
>“Come on baby. Cum for me. Cum inside me! Mmmm YESSS!!! Cum for me, Anon! Cum for me baby”
>And within the blink of an eye her grinding stops and her hold on your member becomes so tight, it‘s almost is if you were in a vacuum press.
>“YESS!!! Come on, Baby. Cum for me. I love you baby! MMMM! Come on! Cum for Shy, Cum inside me! Cum for me, Cum for me!”
>In the depths of her, you feel her inner lips kissing the head of your throbbing member softly before gripping just the tip in an even tighter suction
>That’s enough to push you over the edge and apparently she is aware of this as she grabs your head and forcibly pulls you into her cleavage. Holding you there tight, swaying her body to and fro while her breasts smother you and her hair lightly caresses your skin
>“Mmm, yeah. That’s a good boy” She says at a now normal volume, but still seductive voice the instant you begin emptying your seed into her, continuously throwing your face around in playful motorboat
>“Mmmm…I love it when you cum inside me” she utters in the same tone as you are ejecting the last of your DNA into her
>Even though your balls are drained easily in under five seconds, the after glow seems to go on forever. Pulling your head back, she locks lips one you one last time for the best kiss of the night before you find your way back inside her glorious prison
>With your member still buried deep inside of her, and her arms still wrapped around your head the both of you finally collapse to the mattress, You resting on top of her with your face still resting on her lady pillows and the satin she calls her hair
You turn your head and release your mouth from its muzzle made of warm, soft, doughy boobage and strands of pink silk so you can spit a sentence out
Love ya, Shy!
>“Hehehe…I love you too” she exclaims in another cute giggle as you see her licking her lips and biting them
>Turning your head a little more, you try to reach for her nipple with your mouth a second time but all you can do is go for a couple half ass licks at her sensitive pink skin, as it is not quite in reach
>“I got it” She says in a bubbly voice as she pinches it and relocates it, stuffing it in your mouth in a bit of a forceful fasion.
>Immediately you return to suckling on her in a tender fashion to see if by chance you had missed some milk
>Though before you get too lost in the sensation, your mouth releases it’s hold on her teat
when you realize an important question
Hey, Shy?
>“Yeah?”
How many hours we get before your folks get home?
>“Umm. A lot. They’re going to be out of town all weekend”
>If you could move you would be dancing. Though being nursed by Fluttershy aint a bad celebratory choice either
Awesome
>You say your word softly and let that marvelous sensation of post-sex bonding overwhelm and overtake your being as you return your lips, teeth and tongue to sucking, nibbling and licking her adorable pink nipple
>She lets out another cute giggle as she begins caressing your head
>“This weekend is going to be fun..."