- >Despite just having been raped, technically, you feel much better.
- >In fact, it feels nice to lie next to Lyra in the sun.
- >You bask in the glory of nature, huddled together next to her warmth.
- >It’s the just the two of you in your own little... herd?
- >You think that’s the right word for it.
- >Now that you’ve had sex with her, you feel close to her, even though you don’t know her very well.
- >You simply lie in silence on the grass, enjoying each other’s company.
- >It feels... right.
- >It sets your soul at peace, despite everything.
- >This new setting and new experience would usually send you into a blind panic.
- >You’ve never been one for leaving your comfort zone.
- >But being here in the field feels nice.
- >It’s peaceful and so relaxing.
- >Normally about this time of day you would be feeding the animals one last time before bed.
- >The thought of your duties never really crossed your mind once all afternoon.
- >You wonder now if Angel Bunny is coping...
- >Your thoughts are interrupted by a growl from your stomach.
- >Oh dear... It’s almost time for your dinner, too.
- >You hope Anon comes back soon.
- >Lyra gets up from your pony pile.
- >You whine slightly as you feel her warmth leave your side.
- >Your coat immediately starts to puff up where she left you.
- “W-where are you going?”
- >Lyra turns back to you, sparing only a glance into your big, worried, teal eyes.
- >”If you must know, I need to poop.”
- >Oh.
- >You blush heavily.
- >She’s going to poop here?
- >But there’s no toilet...
- >Oh, this must be how it is on Earth!
- >Ponies there must not have toilets...
- >Lyra trots off to a corner of the paddock and turns around.
- >She’s looking straight at you now.
- >You turn away.
- >It would be rude to look!
- >Pony poop is a very private affair!
- >Come to think of it, you need to poop too...
- >You get up and look around for an adequate location.
- >You can’t go where Lyra just went.
- >And you need some privacy!
- >You wander around in a fluster, searching.
- >Eventually you get back to your tree.
- >The big tree that you hid behind earlier.
- >This feels like your tree.
- >It even smells slightly of your scent from when you were rubbing yourself upon it earlier.
- >You’re out of view now, and you feel comfortable enough to release.
- >Pony poop is a very private affair for each pony.
- >That’s because each pony has their own special poop.
- >Somewhere along the evolutionary chain, Princess Celestia saw it fit to equip ponies with the ability to excrete foodstuffs.
- >She just wanted to be able to piss Sunny D.
- >Or at least that’s the most popular theory.
- >You let rip as a stream of twinkies escape your sphincter.
- >The cream filled yellow sweets pile up on the ground.
- >Their bright spongy shells stand out against the green grass on the ground.
- “Oh no... What should I do...?”
- >How are you going to hide this?
- >It’s too embarrassing!
- >If somepony found out that you pooped these, it might put them off eating them for life!
- >It makes you want to cry and hide.
- >For now you start digging a hole at the base of the tree.
- >You hope you don’t damage its roots too badly with this...
- >You place the twinkies in the hole and cover your mess with dirt.
- >Hopefully that shallow grave will be enough to hide any traces of the sweets.
- >And plants need nourishment, too, right?
- >Maybe trees like twinkies?
- >You trot out from behind the tree and look around.
- >You try to sneak back to the spot where you and Lyra were lying.
- >”Toothpaste.”
- >You shriek at the top of your lungs and jump into the air.
- >Yep, your fainting goat syndrome kicked in again.
- >Once again you’re lying on your back, staring at nothing and not moving a muscle.
- >Your legs stick up into the air, paralyzed with fear.
- >”Whoa! Fluttershy, are you alright?”
- “*Squeak*”
- >”I just wanted to tell you... Since we’re going to be in this field together a lot... Mine is toothpaste. That’s all.”
- “*Squeak*”
- >You comprehend what Lyra is saying, but your body hasn’t registered the fact that you’re not in any danger.
- >She just wanted to tell you what her special product was.
- >It makes sense.
- >No surprises then when you find a nicely coiled dollop of toothpaste on the grass.
- >”Wow... You’re really easily scared. Here.”
- >Lyra lies down next to you.
- >You feel her comforting warmth on your side as her coat brushes against yours.
- >With a hoof she starts stroking your mane and shushing you.
- >”There, there... It’s ok... I didn’t mean to scare you...”
- >Her calming words and actions soothe your frantically beating heart and soon enough control of your legs is returned to you.
- “Thank you, Lyra...”
- >”That’s alright. I’m sorry for scaring you.”
- >A shrill whistle draws your attention to the far side of the paddock.
- >You expected yourself to be startled by the noise, but Lyra’s presence makes you feel safe.
- >Looking over to the fence, you see a tall figure standing there.
- >It’s Anon!
- >A quick glance to Lyra lets you see the excitement that’s plain to see on both of your faces.
- >You both get up and start galloping towards your big human.
- >It’s feeding time!
- >You are now Lyra.
- >And you’re getting really turned on again...
- >Anon has just returned from town where he was getting supplies.
- >As soon as you heard his whistle, you were excited beyond measure.
- >It’s the same excitement that fills you each and every time you see your human.
- >Your human...
- >Ever since he came to this land, he’s been in your thoughts almost constantly.
- >From the first moment you laid eyes on him, a fire has burned in your heart.
- >It ignites your entire being when you think about him, setting your loins aflame.
- >Sometimes it’s so hard to keep it under control around him...
- >When you look at his strong, muscular arms that could hold you so tightly...
- >When you see those amazingly dextrous hands, which would pleasure you to heights unfathomable...
- >When you see his rippling, alien musculature, so tantalizingly hidden by his clothes that he insists on wearing...
- >It drives you wild!
- >...Okay, you may have taken that from your fanfic that you were writing.
- >But you’re serious about how he makes you feel.
- >He’s so kind and caring to everypony...
- >You knew the first time that he fed you a sugarcube that you never wanted to leave his side.
- >And you found a significant number of ponies who shared your sentiments.
- >They all said the same thing.
- >They couldn’t explain exactly what made Anon so attractive, but they wanted to be with him.
- >You’ve tried many times to put it into words, but the fact of the matter is that it just feels right to be with him.
- >So you tried to encourage folks to try dating him.
- >He rejected every single one.
- >Many nights have been spent counselling the broken-hearted.
- >They all thought they were bad ponies because he said no.
- >You had to go to great lengths to make them recite exactly what he had said and point out to them that at no point did he think they were bad ponies.
- >They were obsessed with the idea of his disapproval.
- >And to be honest, so were you.
- >It filled you with dread to think that he wouldn’t like you...
- >It seemed to be a response that Twilight Sparkle didn’t have.
- >She was your old friend from Canterlot University who also moved to Ponyville.
- >She was also interested in Anon, but not in the same way that everyp0ny else seemed to be.
- >She was convinced that Anon was a bad influence on ponies, humiliating them by treating them like animals.
- >Many days were spent with just the two of you arguing against each other.
- >Twilight pored through the records in her library, looking for any traces of literature containing information on humans.
- >You did the same on the ponynet.
- >It turned out that even in the most ancient of cave drawings by early equinids, humans were depicted as living with ponies.
- >You argued that they lived in harmony together as partners.
- >Twilight argued that humans oppressed ponies with their superior dexterity.
- >So that’s when you had your idea.
- >You would see how Anon actually cared for ponies to see firsthand how humans treated other species.
- >It also helped that you were massively aroused by this.
- >The setup was perfect.
- >Anon wanted to get back to his life’s calling, and you wanted to be his little pony.
- >When you told the Anon Appreciation Association, they were insanely jealous.
- >Then Anon invited Fluttershy along...
- >It’s not much of a problem, but you’d much prefer to have Anon all to yourself.
- >It’s no secret that Fluttershy likes Anon too.
- >But she can’t possibly understand how devoted you are to him...
- >You’d be his little pony for the rest of eternity if you could.
- >You’d follow him, always.
- >”Lyra! Here, girl!”
- >You shake your head to snap yourself out of your daze.
- >It makes the reins on the back of your head slap your neck.
- “Ow...”
- >Oh, wait! You’re not supposed to speak!
- >You gallop over to Anon, who has been waiting patiently at the gate to the paddock for you.
- >Fluttershy stands next to him.
- >You can see her tail lifting already.
- >Anon is facing the opposite direction to her, so he can’t.
- >That whorse!
- >You won’t let her have him!
- >You slow your gallop to a trot as you approach and sidle up to his legs gently.
- >Your horn only comes up to his belly button.
- >Which puts your muzzle exactly at crotch height.
- >You rub the side of your face against his legs.
- >From here you can smell his musky scent.
- >It’s so wonderful...
- >”Hey, there, beautiful! I’m happy to see you too. Did you girls have a nice time?”
- >He called you beautiful!
- >”Y-yes, it was...”
- >You shoot Fluttershy a look.
- >”Oh! Oops! I forgot I wasn’t supposed to talk... Sorry.”
- >”That’s alright, Fluttershy. It’s only your first day.”
- >He leans down and strokes her mane.
- >What?!
- >She messes up and she gets petted!
- >Dammit, this must be part of her plan...
- >Clever girl.
- >Her eyes close as she instinctively leans into Anon’s hand.
- >Anon’s wonderful hands...
- >They’re so... exotic.
- >You want them so badly.
- >You want them to touch you everywhere.
- >You want him to pet you and stroke you, and...
- >Your tail is lifting again...
- >You whine insistently to get his attention.
- >”O-oh, yes... How could I forget about you, Lyra? You’ve been very good today. You deserve a reward.”
- >Anon stops petting Fluttershy, who whimpers in response.
- >He reaches into that pouch of his and produces a sugar cube.
- >He holds it in front of your face.
- >You don’t even need to think about what you want to do with it.
- >Your body reacts on its own and eats out of his hand.
- >It’s a bit scary when that happens.
- >You actually can’t control it.
- >But it feels as natural as breathing.
- >You trust him completely though.
- >He wouldn’t ever give you anything bad to eat.
- >He’s your big human.
- >And you’re his little pony.
- >As you find yourself licking the grains of sugar off his hand, you blush.
- >You got lost in your thoughts again and your body did something weird...
- >You can feel yourself dripping.
- >Calm down, Lyra!
- >Your cheeks feel like they’re on fire.
- >You’re so embarrassed!
- >You don’t want to mess things up with Anon by coming on too strong with him.
- >”Hey, Lyra... Are you feeling okay?” He asks.
- >You cock your head quizzically at him.
- >He takes his hand and places it to your forehead next to your horn.
- >”Whoa! You’re burning up!”
- >Yes, that would be because you’re horny as hell.
- >Equine body temperature seems to be naturally higher than human body temperature anyway.
- >Anon is misinterpreting your arousal as illness.
- >Much like Twilight Sparkle.
- >But you quickly realise you can use this to your advantage!
- >You feign a swoon and wobble on your legs.
- >Anon immediately moves to catch you.
- >”Oh no! Gosh, I didn’t realise you ponies weren’t so suited to the outdoors. Fluttershy seems to be fine though...”
- >You both look expectantly at Fluttershy.
- >She looks around awkwardly and eventually emits a small cough.
- >”Yeah, she’s fine.”
- >You snuggle close to Anon’s broad chest.
- >You can inhale his scent deeply here.
- >You feel your clit wink out.
- >You don’t care.
- >He moves his arms and sweeps you off your hooves.
- >You squeak at his sudden movement.
- >”Right, let’s get you girls in the stable. I’m going to have to take good care of you tonight, Lyra.”
- >Oh god yes.
- >You want him to take care of you every night.
- >In every way.
- >You lie cradled in his strong arms as he carries you back to your stall.
- >You sigh and curl your forehooves up in front of you.
- >Anon takes you to stall 1 and lays you in bed.
- >It feels like your trip was over all too quickly...
- >You want him to cuddle you again.
- >You look up to him with big, watery eyes that threaten to burst into tears.
- >He kneels next to you and strokes your mane out of your face.
- >Then he cups your cheek with his hand.
- >”There, there, Lyra. I’ll be right back. I’ve got to feed Fluttershy, then I’m going to be right back with your food, okay?”
- >You nuzzle into his warm, smooth hand.
- >After indulging in the feeling of his skin on your face, you nod.
- >”Alright. I’ll be back soon.”
- >He leaves and once again you’re left with nothing but your own thoughts.
- >You’re left leaking onto your straw mattress.
- >Your sex has been aching for pleasure since you saw Anon earlier.
- >And now that you’ve been so close to him, you can’t think of anything but having him close to you again.
- >You want him to come back and snuggle you tightly...
- “Argh! This is torture!”
- >Slowly, a hoof starts to travel southwards towards your nethers...
- >No! You can’t do this right now.
- >He might be back any second!
- >But doesn’t that make it all the more exciting...?
- >Your hoof creeps ever closer towards your burning lips.
- >On its way it snakes past your two teal teats in between your legs.
- >You tease your nipples by rubbing circles around them.
- >You let out a low hum to voice your satisfaction.
- >You need release from all this sexual tension you’re carrying.
- >It was enough to fuck Fluttershy.
- >You need Anon.
- >”Lyra, I’m back and I have soup!”
- “EEP!”
- >You jump at Anon’s sudden presence.
- >You were so caught up in your lust that you didn’t even hear his footsteps signal his arrival.
- >”Gosh, you must be feeling awful... I heard you moaning on the way in.”
- >You’re curled into a ball in the corner of your bed against the walls.
- >You’re still spooked from being shocked by him.
- >You can only shiver in place in response to his comments.
- >Anon sits down on the bed close to you with his tray.
- >On it is a steaming hot bowl of soup with what looks to be some assortment of vegetables in it.
- >He made it for you?
- >He made it just for you!
- >He cares about you!
- >The smell of the broth fills your nostrils.
- >It smells delicious.
- >”Come on over here, Lyra.”
- >You happily accept his invitation and crawl over to lie next to him.
- >”Oh, darn it. Hold on a sec. Let me get this gear off you...”
- >Anon sets down the tray safely and moves his arms around the back of your head.
- >He towers over you as he fiddles with the various straps that attach the bridle to your face.
- >While he’s busy with that, you get the chance to inspect him up close.
- >Yes, you’ve been able to do that in the past.
- >You’re actually quite good friends with him, and good friends mean good hugs.
- >But now that his arms are wrapped around you...
- >Your face is almost buried into his chest...
- >You want to feel safe and warm there.
- >You can smell his scent once more.
- >It’s comforting and arousing at the same time.
- >It’s... him.
- >He leans over you further to access your saddle.
- >He’s stripping you bare naked...
- >Yes, you usually go around naked anyway, but he’s so close to you again.
- >And now you’ve got a perfect look at his...
- >His crotch!
- >Many a sleepless night has been spent fantasizing about what hides beneath those boxer shorts of his.
- >You’re so close you can smell it.
- >It smells even more strongly of him.
- >It’s the pinnacle of his identity, and the most erotic part of him too.
- >How could you resist such an alluring creature?
- >Everything about him screams for you to take him now.
- >All too quickly though, the moment passes.
- >The saddle is peeled away from your back, leaving it bare.
- >It felt so nice to have something pressing on your back like that.
- >Almost... natural.
- >Like you were born to have something pressing there.
- >Whether it be a stallion or a rider.
- >It completes you.
- >”Okay, Lyra. Let’s get you fed, okay?”
- >Anon brings your attention back to the task at hand and picks up the tray again.
- >”I made you some lovely vegetable soup. It should chase away any fever that’s trying to get into you!”
- >You smile.
- >You can’t thank him with words, but you hope your expression shows your gratitude to him.
- >You light your horn to levitate the spoon to your face.
- >”Ah, ah! No magic!”
- >Oh, of course...
- >Anon takes the spoon in between his thumb and forefinger.
- >That seems so useful...
- >He brings the spoon close to your mouth.
- >You open it obediently, like a good little pony.
- >Anon spoon feeds you your meal.
- >You feel so special!
- >You haven’t been fed like this since you were a filly.
- >But this shows that he really cares for you!
- >You’re his special little pony and he loves you!
- >The thought alone makes your heart soar with joy!
- >Spoonful after spoonful passes your lips, and you drink it all down with glee.
- >You’re spending some quality, intimate time with Anon.
- >It’s just... magical.
- >You wish this could last forever.
- >Sure enough, though, the soup runs out and Anon puts down the tray.
- >”There. Now let’s see how you’re feeling.”
- >Anon’s in for a big surprise.
- >All that his presence has done is aroused you further.
- >You want him so badly right now.
- >He places his hand to your forehead again.
- >”Tch... That’s not good... You’re still way too hot...”
- “B-but I f-feel so cold...” You lie.
- >The truth is that your loins feel like they’re ablaze.
- >”Okay. Don’t worry. I’ll take care of it.”
- >Anon then does something that you never anticipated.
- >He starts to strip off in front of you.
- “W-what?!”
- >”Shh. No talking.”
- >He removes his shirt first, exposing his abdominal muscles and then his chest as he brings the cloth over his head.
- >All you can do is watch, mouth agape, as he reveals more and more of his skin.
- >Skin which is unlike anything you have ever seen.
- >He’s so much different to a stallion.
- >You can see the strong, well defined muscles teeming with power underneath his skin so clearly.
- >Each movement he makes shows off exactly how each one moves in concert with the others in a superbly crafted dance of ergonomics.
- >It’s truly a sight to behold.
- >You don’t usually get the chance to study stallions this closely.
- >Their shaggy coats get in the way and stop you from admiring them so closely.
- >But now in front of Anon, you can view his magnificent body as much as you like.
- >He bends down to remove his trousers.
- >”Look away.”
- >You don’t want to.
- >You *so* don’t want to.
- >But you obey because you’re a good little pony.
- >You face the wall, screaming internally that you should be trying to take a sneaky peek at what lies beneath.
- >You don’t though.
- >You don’t want to be a bad pony.
- >The next thing you feel is a pressure against your back.
- >Anon has climbed into bed with you.
- >”Wow... I should have invested in those spring mattresses, huh?”
- >You couldn’t care less what he has to say.
- >He’s lying in bed with you.
- >His skin is pressed against your back.
- >He lifts you up effortlessly and places you on your side, facing away from him.
- >You’re paralyzed in shock.
- >Is this really happening?
- >You can’t believe it.
- “Anon, what...?”
- >”Shh. I’m here to keep you safe during the night. I can’t leave you while you’re ill.”
- >Oh dear sweet Celestia this is happening.
- >One of his hands snakes under you, just behind your shoulders.
- >The other is draped over you, pulling you tightly towards him.
- >Your heart is beating so fast you think it’s going to burst!
- >”There, there, Lyra. It’s ok. Let’s go to sleep.”
- “Okay...”
- >You can’t argue with Anon.
- >He’s your master.
- >You’d do anything for him.
- >It just feels right to.
- >You dare not even look at him.
- >He’s placed you how he wants you.
- >So that’s how you’ll lie.
- >You can feel his heartbeat through his chest on your back.
- >It’s slow and steady – relaxed and confident.
- >It’s a complete opposite to your own.
- >You don’t think you could sleep right now if you tried.
- >Your tail lashes out at his legs.
- >The base touches something distinctly soft at his crotch.
- >Oh goddess, was that it?
- >That’s it!
- >You’ve touched it!
- >You think you’re about to pass out with giddiness.
- >You feel Anon’s steady breathing on the back of your neck.
- >He makes your hair stand on end and it sways gently in his breeze.
- >It also sends shivers down your spine.
- >Does he know what he’s doing to you?
- >Does he want you?
- >He could have you right now if he wanted...
- >For the second time tonight your hoof traces its way southwards...
- >No! You can’t do it now!
- >Not when he’s right here!
- >He’s looking at you!
- >A sudden snort makes you jump.
- >It came from Anon.
- >It’s followed up shortly by a snore, and a gentle exhalation.
- >Anon is asleep.
- >This is perfect!
- >Your hoof travels towards your mons unabated by apprehension.
- >This is everything you ever dreamed of...
- >The edge of your hoof caresses your teats on the way down.
- >You finish what you started earlier, rubbing circles around the nubs between your legs.
- >You trace a figure of eight around both of them, imagining what it would be like to have Anon do this for you with his amazing hands.
- >Surely it would be divine to have them touch you so intimately.
- >Their tips would give you teasing dots of pleasure around your body, touching more than a blunt hoof would.
- >Their gentle, soft texture would glide over your coat, sending you mad with their tantalizing touch.
- >You take to flicking one of your nipples, imagining that Anon is doing it between a forefinger and thumb.
- >Then slowly, ever so slowly, you send your hoof down lower...
- >And lower...
- >Until you feel it reach its destination.
- >Almost instantly like an electric shock has hit you, you feel the intense pleasure that your clit brings.
- >That super sensitive nub of flesh is rapidly popping in and out of you.
- >Your winking is so rapid now that your bud might as well be fully exposed.
- >You take full advantage of it, pleasuring yourself with your hoof as best as you can.
- >You’re convinced that it’d be no match for Anon’s beautiful hands.
- >They would be able to rub and tease you in ways you could only imagine.
- >As you rub you fight hard to stifle a moan.
- >You don’t want to wreck this.
- “...Anon...” You whisper.
- >Anon still sleeps soundly, oblivious to you masturbating right next to him.
- >You rub in small circles initially, letting your pleasure build up in waves.
- >The sensations build on top of each other as you stimulate your little bundle of nerves.
- >It slips back inside you only to shoot back out again.
- >You can feel your juices slipping out of you, filling the stall with a minty scent that you know is your own.
- >You’re so aroused it’s incredible.
- >You’ve never felt so turned on before.
- >You rub more frantically in response to the erotic thoughts that are racing through your mind.
- >You can still only imagine what his cock would be like.
- >It’s so close to you now, but so far away.
- >You want so badly to feel his length plunge into your depths.
- >To feel him inside you and all around you.
- >Even now you feel his embrace envelop you in warmth and safety.
- >His scent is so strong, and covers every inch of you.
- >It’s intoxicating!
- >Once more the pace of your hoof speeds up.
- >You dig the corner of your hoof deep into your folds.
- >Your breath comes to you in quick and shallow bursts now.
- >They match the rhythm of your heartbeat and your strokes, making it hard to keep quiet.
- >You whine and gasp in a voice that doesn’t belong to you anymore.
- >All you can do is plead with your body not to make too much noise.
- >For the most part it listens to you, with the regular squelching noise from between your nether lips being the loudest thing in the room.
- >The fear of being found out only heightens your excitement.
- >Every nerve in your body is alert and on fire.
- >You’re more sensitive than you’ve ever been in your life.
- >You rub faster and faster, your hoof nothing more than a blue blur in the moonlight that streams in through your window.
- >Your moans reach a fever pitch, but are still nothing more than squeaks in the silence of the stable.
- >You have Anon here beside you.
- >You’re wrapped in his arms.
- >You want him forever.
- >You want him all around you.
- >You want him to...
- “...love... mee-ee-ee~”
- >Your voice is strangled by a sudden rush of endorphins as you race towards your finish.
- >You reach your peak as you moan out your fantasy to Anon’s deaf ears.
- >You ride the waves of ecstasy as they crash into you like waves on the rocks.
- >You’re paralyzed once more with nothing but pure pleasure coursing through your brain and wracking your synapses.
- >Then, as if your desires had been answered, Anon stirs.
- >You freeze.
- >Has he woken up?
- >Did he hear you?
- >Anon shifts in place, and his arm that was draped over you moves upwards.
- >It latches onto your horn.
- >And grips tightly.
- >You orgasm for the second time in as many minutes.
- >Sparks fly from your horn.
- >Pale blue stars dot your vision.
- >Some of them are from your horn.
- >Some of them are from your brain shutting down from the incredibly strong sensations that overwhelm your senses.
- >Eventually your muscles go slack as you come down from your high.
- >You bask in the afterglow of your most intense orgasm to date.
- >You pant, exhausted.
- >This...
- >Is...
- >Incredible.
- >You want to stay here with Anon every night.
- >After a while, your breathing slows and your eyelids flutter to a close.
- >You drift off into a deep sleep, finally satisfied for the night.
- >You dream of reins and saddles.
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