Anonymous: Anon/Zecora

>Your head is pounding with a severe headache after you wake up

>Smells of flowers and swamp gas invade your nostrils overwhelmingly

"I see you are awake my dear,"

>An odd-looking mare walks up to you

>A white and black coat... Arranged in a tiger-esque pattern

>Her mane stands erect and keeps static as she bobs toward you

"I found you asleep, and took you here."

>She stops at your side and smiles

>"W-who are you?", you manage to mutter

>You notice the rings around her neck

>"[Cultural]", you think to yourself, wincing from the painful migraine

"I am a master of the Forrest's aura. For simplicity's sake, call me Zecora"

>She pulls out a wooden bowl filled with water

"Drink from this brew and you'll feel like new."

>You hesitate at first

>[How can I even trust her?]

>Her face begins to frown

"I know that ponies are unreasonably aware..."

>She takes a sip from the bowl

"But I only want to give you care."

>You look down at the bowl as she raises it up to your muzzle

>Opening your mouth, she tilts her hoof to carefully pour the liquid down your throat

>Although it may have looked like water, the taste was more similar to milk, with a few spices complementing its flavour

>She pulls the dish away as you stretch to lick out the remaining juices.

>You stumble forward, nearly falling off the wooden bed.

>She lets out a playful laugh

"I see you liked my natural drink, tell me now, what do you think?"

>You look into her eyes, those gleaming blue sapphires

>"It was delicious, what's in it?"

>She turns away, her plump rear slowly panning

"... A special of my very own, from the very place that you are shown."

>You look at her flank and realize what you've just drank

>"Y-your own m-milk?!" you shriek

>She turns back to you with a cautious expression

"No need to cause a bout of strafe,"

>Her head raises towards her tail and shuts her eyes

"I assure you, it's completely safe."

>You feel your face turn warm as you stare at her

>"I'm sorry, I just don't usually... Drink that."

>She opens her eyes to look at you

>You quickly turn your head downward

"But tell me this, do you feel bliss?"

>You look back into her eyes

>A feeling of warmth and comfort consumes you as the milk settles in your stomach

>Your headache loses strength as it continues to warm your insides

>"I actually feel much better, now that you mention it."

>Her striped muzzle stretches as she smiles

>You look around the room

>The atmospheric scents still linger

>"Um, Zecora, I have to say, I'd never expect to see a mare with your looks out here."

>She blushes through the white fur underneath her eyes

>You think about what you just said and how different someone else could interpret it

>"OH! I mean, you look so different!"

>Zecora's head tilts in question

>"I MEAN... Most mares don't look as curvy..."

>Your mind blanks for a moment

>[Did I REALLY just call this stranger 'curvy'?"]

>She lets out a giggle as she reaches to put her hoof on your shoulder

"Don't worry friend, I understand..."

>She turns away to walk slowly to another station of the hut

>Her curvacious behind swaying with each step

>You can't help but stare as she slowly dances her plump hips away

>She turns her head to the side

"Most visitors here are not a man."

>She pauses and begins again

"I was born a zebra, long ways from here. I moved away, to expand my career."

>You snap out of it

>You'd heard about Zebras before, that they essentially came from another world of your own, but had never expected to see one face-

 

to-face.

>"Really?" you say without a stutter

>Your body feels much more envigorated after drinking the... brew

>For some reason, you can't seem to keep your mind together

>You feel a sense of confidence in yourself

>As if you were relaxing at a parlor with a group of gentlcolts

>Casually sipping drinks while conversing with one-another

>"Do you have a special stallion of your own?" you spurt out

>Your eyes widen

>[What is WRONG with me?]

>She spins her neck around, pausing her movement

>A fine view of her hips is angled in just such a way that you can see a smooth crevice behind her tail

"I suppose I've always had to wait, to find a male that'd be my mate."

>You feel an overwhelming urge to walk over to her

>A tick of nervous emotion wipes over your body, then suddenly leaps away

>The hut fades around you as you head closer

>"So..." you begin

>She turns herself sideways as you step near

>"You haven't... Ever... Been close to another man?"

>Her face seems shows a bit of humility while her tail flicks behind her

"I must admit, I've been alone..."

>You notice the white on her face shift to a light pink

>Her eyes dart around the room avoiding your own

"Though some may visit, they remain unknown."

>You close in adjacent to her side

>Zecora looks at you, a gleam in her eye giving you a hint

>"Well Zecora," you begin

>Any sense of cordiality you one had was now replaced by a block of testosterone

>Your mindset shifts to 'now or never'

>"You definitely look stunning enough for a suitable mate."

>Her eyes widen, slightly dropping her jaw

"You're-"

>She cuts off for a moment, a blank expression covering her face

"... Really much too... Kind to say..."

>You can tell her mind is racing with how to react to your comment

>You smile, and lean your chest in closer

>Her ears turn down and she lifts her hoof

".. I'm sorry... Something keeps my mind at bay..."

>You lean yourself back a bit

>"Let me put your mind at ease then..."

>You lift a hoof and push your foreleg between her flank and side, slowly massaging the inside of her rear-leg

>The muscles in her side tense at first, then relax as you push against her

"Ooh.."

>She lets out a breath of air

>The fur brushing against yours, emitting a heat onto your foreleg

>Each press pushing deeper and lower into the pit of her leg, you feel how soft and padded she is as her skin releives around you

>You balance on your hind legs as you press your other hoof up against her cutie mark

>Her eyes close and she begins to moan as you continue rocking her back and forth with your hooves

>You look at her front legs, and notice that she's slowly lowering her head to the ground, while pushing her hips against your hooves

"Your hooves move in motions, my body agrees."

>She opens an eyelid giving you a look of desire

"Could you please rub further back on me?"

>You smile and drop both hooves on the ground to place yourself behind her

>She bends down closer to the ground, and brushes her tail out of the way

>Her ass is much bigger at such proximity, you contemplate where to begin for a moment

>You lift a hoof and place it against an a generous portion of fat on her plot, causing a slight smacking sound as you push into her soft cushion

>The motion causes her to tense with a moan of pleasure

>You do the same with your other hoof, and slowly rock her cheeks while pushing outward

>The wet juices she produce cause a sticking sound between presses, and your member listens to the rhythm

>Zecora begins to work with your motions, as she follows every direction you push

>Soon your cock lifts high enough to begin rubbing the underside of her belly

>Pushing it between her legs, she beings to stroke against you with each movement

>You lean your lips closer to her cheek, and bite onto her skin

>A loud

"Oh!"

>Escapes her lips as she automatically begins to rock her body over your meat

>Her juices leak around your shaft, creating a lubricant that sticks and slides through the fur on her inner-thighs

>You lick around her pussy, cleaning the sweet liquid spread between her legs

>Her voice and body jumps every time you lick near her crevice

>Eventually, you push your tongue down her walls and begin sucking on her vulva

>While licking deep and wide, she rocks harder and begins to sweat with each passing moment you pleasure her

>It's actually making it more difficult to stay in place, but you manage to follow her twitching body

>You pull your tongue out and begin rubbing it around her flaring cavity

>Zecora shoots her head up, not expecting such an act

>She soon settles as you begin to penetrate further into her cavern

>Her body begins to shake with anticipation as she winks for more pleasure

>The feeling of your penis sliding between her fluffy legs causes you to shivver and wince with each swaying motion

>You slide your tongue in one last time before pulling it out of her again

>"Are you ready?" you ask, already knowing the answer

"I... I... Please do..."

>Before she can think of how to rhyme, you stand on your back legs, and insert yourself through her walls

>She yelps at the sensation as her front hooves give way

>You slowly ride her amazingly plump ass, shoving her face into the floor

>Placing your hooves around her sides, you pull at her hips to increase your depth with each thrust

>Her moans would be considered more of a mumbling while you smack your thighs against her enormous buns

>A louder noise of claps and smacks fills the hut, increasing tempo as you're able to push further and further

>Her head limply presses against the floor with her eyelids hanging in a state of ecstacy

>Her tongue falls out of her mouth whenever she pauses from mumbling, letting drool pour down her cheek

>You speed up and her murmers become more audiable

>Shaking her hips up and down, you push harder and harder against her plush thighs

>You clench your hooves around her sides and shut your eyes

>Her voice moans louder, indicating her soon turn to climax

>You thrash in and out as hard as you can, shaking her body causing her cheeks to flap as you push

>"I- I'm going to..."

".. Inside..."

>She manages to yelp

>You hold a death-grip around her sides as you hug your pelvis around her plot

>Letting out a small grunt, you give one incredibly satisfying final push

>Your cum quickly fills her pussy, along with her own pushing out along the sides of your cock

>You both moan loudly as your climaxes meet at the same time, causing both of you to tighten all your muscles

>Her body twitches around you, then quickly collapses to the ground

>You pull out letting one last stream shoot onto her right-buttcheek

>Standing behind her wet and hot body, your member hangs limp - twitchting with excitement

>You walk around to her side, and lay down next to her

>Her coat is glistening with sweat and her breathing is heavy

>You being to clean her cheak with your tongue

>She gives a faint smile and laughs softly

"Would you be my mate, if I were to ask?"

>She pauses to take a few more breaths

"That is, if you think you're up to the task."

>Nudging your nose under her chin, you rub against her head

>"I'd be happy to, Zecora"