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- “Moondancer we can talk about this… please!”
- >You sit, back firmly pressed against the wall of the small Canterlot apartment.
- >The mare in question, advanced on you slowly. A smile across her face.
- >How the hell is a three foot tall pony in a sweater so intimidating?
- >”We have a deal Anon, and there is no way I’m not going to claim what you owe.”
- >The manic gleam in her eyes intensified, and in that brief moment you could’ve sworn your balls just nope’d their way back up.
- >Fucking traitors.
- >Gulping nervously you resigned yourself to the fate thrust upon you.
- >”That’s the spot.”
- >Moving the brush thought Moondancers mane earned a few satisfied moans and sighs.
- >You were never going to ask her to help you study for finals again, the shit she made you do is just way to degrading.
- ---
- >This is what it must be like when the heroes go and ask the villains they fought for years for help.
- >You swore you wouldn't do this again.
- >But here you were standing in the giant royal library of Canterlot.
- >Fucking magic horses everywhere and shit.
- >Some obscured by stacks of books, you wouldn't even know they were there if not for the tell-tale scratching on quill on parchment.
- >Some casting you odd glances from between ceiling high bookshelves.
- >Steel thyself Mouse of the Anon.
- >Face the queen of these brigands!
- >You knew where to find her, she always needed to be in the center of the despair.
- >There sitting at the biggest and most centralized table was the source of all that is evil in your life.
- >With courage you didn't know you possessed you stepped forward.
- >With each footfall you felt your heart speed up.
- >The sound of your own heartbeat pounded in your ears.
- >But this was to be a battle of wills and wits, not brawn.
- >And by no means were you going to make it an easy fight for the temptress.
- >Almost as if sensing your presence you saw her head lift from one of the many scrolls stacked in front of her.
- >She gave you that smile.
- >Oh you knew it, to anyone else it was the smile shared between close friends.
- >To you it was the smile you see on a wolves face before he rips out a deer's jugular.
- >The single candle light danced back and forth, the light illuminating the tomes which surrounded her.
- >And that damned smile played on her face still, completely eclipsing the monster that lay just beneath.
- >But you knew better.
- >”Oh hey there Anon, need help studying again?”
- “Yeah, I need some help with theoretical physics and concepts.”
- >Her horn glowed and with a snap a chair materialized beside her.
- >”Same payment as before.”
- >You lost this battle, but there would be many more.
- >Sitting down next to the mare you set your bag down atop the giant table.
- “I really appreciate this, some of the stuff the professor showed us just doesn't make any sense at all.”
- >”I wouldn't be surprised, half the lectures haven't been changed in over a hundred years.”
- >Feeling the static start to appear in the air you watched as tome after tome disappeared from where you two were sitting.
- “I guess I should have asked if you were busy first.”
- >”Don't worry about it, half of this stuff I'm working now is obsolete, or will be anyway once I'm done.”
- “Okay then, let me get my stuff out and you can make me feel like an idiot again.”
- >”Oh Anon, you know I don't make you feel like an idiot. You are an idiot, I just help you realize it.”
- >Laughing heartily you muss the little pony's mane.
- “Haha keep that up and ill eat you.”
- >”Oh I got something you can eat.”
- >Dirty horse.
- >DIRTY HORSE!
- >That's one thing you realized ever since getting dumped in Equestria.
- >Well to tell the truth you realized a lot of shit, like in order to get a decent job without magic you still had to get a degree.
- >Secondly, or firstly if you want to look at it all the damn horses were dirty little bastards.
- >Sexual innuendo, catching them screwing in various local places, the works.
- >Fuck, one time you caught two damn ponies screwing in your bed.
- >Fuckers thought it would spice up their love life go fuck on a aliens bed.
- >Mr. Teddy witnessed all of it.
- >He still has to go to counseling for the shit he's seen.
- >....
- >Somethings wrong.
- >Looking up from the bag you were unpacking you noticed it was quiet.
- >Sure its a library, but still this is way too quiet.
- >Your eyes traveled around the expansive room.
- >Various horse eyes observed you, some from between stacks of books, others from darkened corners.
- “Uh Moondancer?”
- >”Noticed our audience finally huh.”
- “Should I be worried?”
- >”I wouldn't. Half these mares haven't seen a colt in weeks, most can't even talk to one if their life depended on it. The only thing they'll do is probably write some fanfiction about us screwing or something.”
- “And you're okay with that?”
- >”Us screwing? Well if you ask nicely, but only if we have dinner first.”
- >Damn dirty horses.
- “Can we just focus on the physics please.”
- >”Sure, so whats giving you the most trouble.”
- >Grabbing and unrolling a piece of parchment, you set two crystals on the ends to keep it open.
- >Motioning to your writing you sighed.
- “Figuring out this damn angular momentum vector is just driving me up the wall.”
- >Her face now filled with a serious expression, Moondancer scanned the page.
- >”You need to work on your writing, this chicken scratch is hard to read, let alone figure out.”
- >Sitting back you let Moondancer do her thing, once she figures it out she would teach you the concept in a way you'd understand.
- >Why are you hearing heavy breathing?
- >Slowly you turn your head.
- >It took every shred of your manhood not to scream like a little girl.
- >The table behind you was now overfilled with various mares.
- >Most panting heavily and looking at you like you were some fucking grade A kobe beef.
- “Moondancer, can we just go to my place please?”
- >”Want to cut straight to my payment then?”
- “Not really, I'm just worried about my notes getting drenched here.”
- >After your escape from the Temple of Horny Repressed Mares, you and Moondancer went back to your apartment.
- >Unlike when you went to college in the human world, the place you had here was pretty clean.
- >Being responsible and shit!
- >Damn physics though, why the hell were you even taking this class?
- >It took four long, agonizing, tear filled hours for you two.
- >Hell, after the second hour you just wanted death to take you.
- >But eventually Moondancers teachings finally sank in.
- >You knew you weren't a complete retard.
- >”Now since this took way longer than it should have you're going to have to do a bit more to pay me back for my services Anon”
- >Gulping nervously you watched as Moondancer walked toward your bedroom.
- >Her hips swaying the entire way.
- >Penis no.
- >You are not a horsefucker.
- >Despite the inner turmoil you did manage to hear a “You coming or what?” from the other room.
- >Jesus take the wheel!
- >As soon as you reached the doorway you knew you should have just made a run for it.
- >Laying there on your bed, with her sweater and glasses off was Moondancer.
- >Why the FUCK is this hot?
- >”This time the cost is a bit higher.”
- >Okay maybe she wants a massage or something.
- >You could do that.
- >Nothiong wrong with paying back someone for their help with a completely innoc...
- >”Don't make me wait Anon.”
- >INOCCENT massage, that's right no sexy horse shenanigans here!
- >Crossing the room you sat down on the edge of the bed.
- >Smiling up at you Moondancer rolled onto her back.
- >Her stomach fully exposed.
- >”Give me your hand.” she commanded softly.
- >Nervously you reached over, her hooves grasping your hand and bringing it to her chest tuft with no hesitation.
- >”Now use those fingers of yours.”
- >Is this life?
- >Your hand met with the delicate fur on her chest.
- >Running your fingers through it earned you a pleased hum from the cream colored mare.
- >”That’s the stuff.”
- “I’m starting to think the only reason you help me study is because of my fingers.”
- >”It sure as heck’s not because of your personality.”
- >Ouch.
- >Even while you talked your hand continued its slow and precise work, gently running through the silken strands of fur.
- >Time seemed to slow as your hand travelled downward.
- >Right to Moondancers exposed belly.
- >Nervously swallowing you began petting it in soft motions, an act which earned a surprised gasp from the little mare.
- >Looking at her face you saw her eyes clenched tightly and her mouth open.
- >Unsteady breaths left her as you continued your assault on the furred flesh beneath your palm.
- >With each hand movement, you felt shudders run through her flesh and her body move to press itself harder against your hand.
- >The panting from your tutor soon stopped, only to be replaced by small wanting whimpers.
- >”Doonn..t s..t..p so .. cl..s.e.”
- >What?
- “Sorry, didn’t catch that?”
- >And what the hell is that smell?
- >In that split second you felt Moondancers body grow rigid beneath your hand.
- >Her back arched off of your mattress and a loud moan left her lips.
- >Oh sweet jesus, what have I done? What if I hurt her?
- >With a loud pop she was gone the only proof of her being there, was a single wet spot on your sheets.
- >Where the hell did she go?
- “Did you just seriously pee on my bed?” you yelled to an empty room.
- ---
- >”Mr. Mouse, would you please quiet down, this will be your only warning.”
- >Fucking crusty cunt teacher, always picking on you.
- >Shits not fair, you weren’t even doing anything. Hell you were doing exactly what she instructed you to do.
- >Which was to take this damn test.
- >Fucking hell you hated Chemistry, like with a passion. Let’s say the house was burning down and you had a choice between saving chemistry and hitler, well adolf was going to get to celebrate his next birthday.
- >Shit you should probably answer her, she’s starting to get that weird vein throbbing thing on the side of her head.
- “Yes Ma’am.”
- >Nailed it.
- >Just think only a few more weeks of this and you’ll never have to deal with this bullshit excuse for a class.
- >No more memorizing weird fucking mixtures or ionic compounds.
- >The only one that’ll be disappointed will probably be Moony, it always brightened her day when she could reinforce the fact that she was smarter than you.
- >She’d have that weird smile on her face which did nothing to hide her self-satisfaction or sense of superiority as she demonstrated her wits.
- >That look of condescension and smugness.
- >Just like the one she’s got on right now, standing there outside the class door.
- >Staring right at you.
- >…
- >What the fuck?
- >Glancing around to make sure you were in the clear, you mouthed ‘what the hell are you doing here’ in her direction.
- >For reasons beyond your comprehension Moondancer’s smile turned dark, some would say downright evil in that moment.
- >You were scared, and not only because you were sure you were going to bomb this test.
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