>You are Aux Tism boarding the train to Ponyville to visit some distant relatives for Fangs Giving.
>As you hop aboard you realise the train is quite full with ponies leaving for the holidays and you’ll have to stand in the aisle.
>The train packed tighter than a can of sardines begins to leave and you notice that a blue bat mare with a tri coloured, star studded mane is standing uncomfortably close to you, so close in fact that you can smell the musky sweat in between her flanks.
>You blush and try to back away from her but only end up bumping into an old stallion behind you, angering him.
>Muttering a quick apology you try to ignore the mares shooting star cutie mark which wiggles enticingly with every twist and turn the train takes along the tracks.
>It’s No clop November and having made an oath with Hekesuh to not beat your meat for the whole month your ballsack was now stretched tighter than the skin of a drum as a reddish hue glowed from it.
>Your last ejaculatory release was 19 days ago and your testicles now felt sore and tight as you shift uncomfortably from side to side. 
“I wonder if it’s against the rules of no clop November if you jizz while actually getting laid.”you wonder as you fantasise about filling the tight, wet hole hidden between the mare’s flanks.
“No! bad thoughts! bad thoughts!” you think as your stallionhood begins to twitch and stiffen.
>Biting your lip you try to block out your impure thoughts as the train chugs along and your package expands with every movement you make.
>In desperation you begin to whisper an old nursery rhyme to ease your mind.
“I’m a little tea pot short and stout, here is my handle here is my spout.”
“When I get all steamed up here me shout, tip me over and pour me out.”
> You stop and realise this is not a good song to be singing at such a time when the mare lowers her fore legs, raises her rump in your face and stretches in the cramped tight space.
>Losing control at this temptation you casually lean forward and take a long deep whiff of her ass, savouring the scent.
“Please mango god forgive me for I am just a lowly horny stallion with urges.” you whisper and realise you dick has just reached the kilopascal level of diamonds.
> You cross your hind legs inconspicuously together trying to block the sight of your growing member as you nervously shift your eyes back and forth. 
>Poker face is engaged as Captain Winkie begins to make sputtering noises from between your legs.
“speeeeepbtpbtppbtspuuuuhbtahbtahbtahspubblespiizzzzzzzzzzzzsssssspit”
> Semen begins to bubble forth from your cock tip, slowly foaming down your shaft like a baking soda volcano science experiment. 
> Sweat drips down your forehead, clustering on your chin to drip down and mix with the puddle of pre cum forming on the floor.
>You tightly clench your flank cheeks together and grind your teeth as the puddle starts to trickle down the aisle, perhaps inspiring to become a crude slip n slide for your fellow passengers.
>Images of a violently shaken soda can flow through your mind as the train hits a hard bump and the mare becomes airborn, pressing her flank into your snout.
>Your face buries deep between her butt, clogging your nostrils with her moist mareparts.
>A demon lurking inside you roars like a caged lion as your testicles lurch and electricity shoots through the veins of your cock as the pent up spunk within you is released. 
>As the mare lands in a pile on the train floor you fire your first volley. 
>The texture is of day old cottage cheese as it leaps forth in a coagulated gob onto the mare’s mane.
>Passengers turn their heads and gasp in unison at the spectacle they bear witness to.
>With an almighty pulse another round is shot out like a stream of ribbon as the white spooge now the consistency of pancake batter makes a crash landing onto her face, causing partial blindness as it fills her eyes.
>You begin to rhythmically thrust like a porn star, moaning as splooge hoses out from inside you. 
>Mothers clutch their foals, covering their eyes but unable to look away themselves from the living stallion spooge faucet.
>Unable to turn your aim away in such a cramped space the semen shower continues as you pump out more joy juice in rapid succession, coating every inch of the mare as she bathes unwillingly in your love fluids.
>More cum spills out as the mare begins to clumsily slide around in the pool of goo trying to get away.
>With a final grunt the last of your gunk is thrown onto her flanks as she lays quivering and confused at how she so suddenly became covered from eartufts to hooves in white ooze.
>Breathless you collapse to your knees as the reality of what you just did begins to set in.
>You stare in shock at what happened as the rest of the passengers glare at you.
>Suddenly a stallion further ahead of you hits his hooves together and makes a single clap.
>Slowly more claps follow until the entire train is applauding you. 
>Thunderous cheers erupt from the train as you lay panting on the floor in utter exhaustion.
>A single tear drips down from one of the mares semen filled eyes as your gunk begins to dry and cake onto her mane and tail.
>You smile and give her a playful wink.