Abs0lute L0ve - #3

>You are Twilight Sparkle.

>And you are tired.

>Three all-nighter's will do that.

>You check yourself out in the mirror

>Bags under the eyes

>Mane in chaos

>Eyes bloodshot

>You open your mouth wide and stick out your tongue

>What a mess.

Bah

>You had no one to impress.

>And more books to read.

>Did you smell bad?

>You bend your head and sniff under your front leg

>Some musk

>But not so bad.

>A bath could wait.

>When did you become such an extreme shut-in?

>Probably about a week after Anon disappeared...

>You had been pretty depressed after the loss of a good friend and slight crush.

>But not as bad as Sweetie Belle...

>Poor girl.

>She hadn't taken it very well.

>And wouldn't tell a soul what happened.

>She was different.

>VERY different.

>In fact

>She's on your couch right now.

>No way you could forget her being there.

>It's where she's come back to pass out every morning for the past few weeks.

>You walk over to her and jab her side.

Sweetie Belle. Wake up. Hey, get up.

>She groans and rolls over.

>Her mane looks worse than yours.

>Her face is a mess of smeared makeup.

>She's still wearing her fishnet stockings.

>There's a swelling around her eye she's poorly tried to cover up with makeup.

>Some stallions were a little too eager.

 

 

>It was strange housing a prostitute in your house.

>It was even more strange that this prostitute was your friend who you had watch grow up.

>But you were her only option.

>After that fallout with Rarity...

>Whatever Anon had done

>Whatever the reason he had disappeared from Ponyville

>It had broken Sweetie Belle.

>At first she turned to alcohol.

>When that was starting to become a problem, you and the girls had all done an intervention.

>And tried to set her up with several nice stallions.

>Her self esteem plummeted

>Her old cheerfulness faded

>It was like she was a shell.

>Then she began sleeping around.

>For money.

>That was the point where her and Rarity had fought.

>Sweetie Belle showed up at your house the next morning.

>Wearing torn clothes, tear stained makeup and walking bowlegged.

>Town whore.

>That's what ponies whispered about her.

>Well today

>Today you decide is the day that all changes.

Sweetie Belle get up. Now.

>You lift her with magic.

>She struggles weakly, "leave me alone..."

>You carry her to the bathroom.

>She needs this.

>Somewhere behind those dull eyes, you know she's just pleading for help.

>The shower turns on

>You throw her under the spray rather forcefully.

>She gasps and scrambles to get out.

>But you push her down.

>Her mane becomes wet and hangs in her eyes.

>"Twilight what are you doing?!"

>Her legs flail.

Helping my friend.

>After a while she stops fighting.

>She just lays under the spray with her mane in her eyes.

I'm going to help you get better Sweetie Belle.

>"I'm alright. I'm doing good! I have a date tonight."

You mean a client.

>"He fucks me, I don't talk, he helps me get rent money for the month, what's the difference?"

>You slap her.

>This was not Sweetie Belle.

>You slap her again.

>This was not okay.

>She blocks her face as you attempt to strike her over and over.

I DON'T KNOW WHAT HAPPENED BETWEEN YOU AND ANON, BUT WE'RE GOING TO FIND HIM AND WE'RE GOING TO FIX THIS!

 

 

>You are Anon.

>It has been a few months since you left Ponyville.

>Since you left Sweetie Belle on that train.

>Months of wandering around Equestria.

>You sit in a bar now.

>Sipping on some cider.

>Did you regret your decision?

>Yes.

>Every day you remembered

>Sweetie Belle in a wedding dress

>Leaning out the train window

>Calling your name.

>You drain your drink.

>You knew you were a coward.

>An absolute coward.

>The little filly you watched grow up

>Helped raise

>Had been pushed away and denied by you.

>"And here I thought you were dead."

>You look over and see a pony sitting next to you at the bar.

Cheerilee?

>She smiles and pushes another mug of cider towards you.

What are you doing here?

>This town was a good train ride away from Ponyville.

>She sips her own drink, "I'm on vacation. What's your excuse?"

>You look into your mug.

I guess I'm running.

>"From danger?"

No

>"From unhappiness?"

Well no not really-

>"So what is it then?"

>You don't look at her.

From commitment.

>She smiles slyly.

>"That's what I figured. It must have been something to do with why she changed like that."

>You look at her in shock.

Who? Sweetie Belle?! What happened?

>Cheerilee drinks deeply.

>"After you left, she came back. She stopped coming to school, which you left unannounced by the way jerk."

>She shakes her head at you.

So she was pretty upset huh?

>"That's an understatement! You know what she's doing now?"

>Now she looks a bit angry.

>"You ruined that little one Anon, now she's out on the streets at night sucking stallions off for a few bits. She doesn't speak with her sister anymore and her friends haven't seen her in weeks."

>You grip your cup tight.

It's... I didn't want her to take what I did the wrong way...

>She tosses her drink in your face.

>"You're a real piece of work."

>Her accusing eyes bore into you.

>What did she know?

>She hadn't been there.

>She wasn't in your shoes.

>"You go ahead and keep running Anon."

>Cheerilee stands and puts on her saddlebags.

>"I better not see you anywhere near Ponyville though or next time it will be more than a drink thrown in your face. Coward."

>You sit soaked as Cheerilee leaves.

>That word rings through your head.

>Coward.

 

 

>You are Twilight Sparkle.

>The first step was to get Sweetie cleaned up.

>Start at the base.

>So you drag her to Carousel Boutique.

>"I'm NOT going in there!"

>Sweetie Belle uses her own magic to fight against your pull.

>How cute.

>She thinks she can best your magic.

>You are entirely too tired to deal with this bullshit.

Too bad. Quit being a stubborn sissy.

>You knock on the door.

>"No! No! Let me go!"

>Rarity answers.

>"Oh, Twilight you're out of your library! And you brought..."

>She glares at her sister

>"The village whore."

>Sweetie Belle glares back

>"At least ponies like a whore more than an icy bitch."

>You planned for this.

>You shut both of them up with magic.

We're going inside. To talk. Like civil ponies.

>Rarity turns her nose up and walks back inside swaying her hips.

>You drag Sweetie in.

 

 

>The two glare at eachother from across the room.

>Sparks crackle over their horns.

I want you to give Sweetie Belle a makeover.

>"WHAT?!" they both speak in unison then continue their nasty-look battle.

Rarity, I want you to doll her up.

>Rarity smirks, "Twilight I'm good, but you can't expect me to do much with THAT mess!"

>Sweetie Belle paws at her smeared makeup and flushes.

>"I don't want her touching me."

>You stomp

>Allowing magic to crackle underhoof.

>You make your voice loud with magic

STOP ACTING LIKE FOALS! YOU!

>You point at Rarity and she flinches,

YOU WILL GIVE YOUR SISTER A MAKEOVER AND NOT COMPLAIN! AND YOU!

>Sweetie Belle looks unimpressed by your anger

YOU WILL SIT THERE AND ENJOY IT! DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?!

>You had some way to go, but Celestia had taught you well.

>Rarity huffs, "alright alright, no need to get your jennys ruffled..."

>She makes her way to her work room.

>You stomp and motion for Sweetie Belle to follow.

>The teen rolls her eyes and slinks after her sister.

 

 

>She looks MUCH better with the makeup washed off.

>Rarity starts working on her mane.

>She roughly drags a brush through Sweetie's locks.

>"What have you done with your mane?! Washed it with glue and mud?"

>Sweetie Belle winces, "Shut up! Ow! You did that on purpose!"

>You groan as you sit watching.

>Maybe you should have told them they just weren't allowed to speak.

>Rarity puts down the brush and dips Sweetie Belle's mane back into a basin of water.

>"So, how many stallions have you had inside of you?"

>Goddamn it

>You're about to interject but Sweetie speaks up

>"Only one. I use my mouth."

>She sticks her tongue out to Rarity, "so you've probably taken in more meat than I have."

>Rarity smiles coldly as she lathers Sweetie's mane with shampoo.

>"I thought your breath smelled a little salty."

>Sweetie Belle imitates her sister's smirk, "you must be real familiar with the smell since it's on your face after every night alone at the bar."

>They keep their eyes locked on eachother in a tense cold smile.

>God these sisters were weird.

>This was better than outright brawling though.

>So you let them have their moment.

>Rarity finishes with Sweetie's mane.

>She now looks like her older self again.

>It makes you smile.

>"Now THIS would look ravishing on you Sweetie Belle!"

>Rarity holds up a bottle of makeup.

>Sweetie Belle eyes it, "got anything in a darker shade?"

>Rarity begins rummaging through her stock, "I was hoping you'd ask!"

>Wait

>When the hell did they make up?!

>You shake your head in disbelief.

>Didn't expect it to happen this fast.

>You would never understand the way these two dramatic ponies worked.

>They didn't use logic like you

>They went completely off emotions.

>How silly.

>As Rarity digs through her drawers, Sweetie Bell looks over at you.

>Her face changes to a soft happy look.

>'Thank you' she mouths to you.

>Looks like this part of your work is done.

>You smile, get up and leave the two sisters alone.

>You go to the living room and lay on the couch

>And fall asleep.

 

 

>"Twiiiiilight,"

>"Oh Twiiiilight Spaaaaarkle!~"

>You groan and open your eyes.

>Rarity's face is close to yours.

>You yawn right in her face.

>She backs away and plugs her nose, "ugh what AWFUL morning breath!"

>You smack your lips and sit up.

What's up?

>She holds her chin up

>"May I present, Sweetie Belle!"

>Sweetie Belle walks into the room.

>"My sister!" Rarity looks at her approvingly.

>Wow

>Sweetie Belle's coat is sparkling.

>Her hooves shine in the light.

>Her mane and tail have been straightened and look as soft as silk.

>Her makeup is done very conservatively, but still makes her look like some kind of model.

>You clop your hooves together and whistle

Great work Rarity! She looks beautiful.

>Sweetie Belle smiles and blushes

>"Yeah, thanks sis..."

>Rarity walks over and wraps her sister in a hug.

>"This had better work or else I'll know he must be gay."

>Sweetie looks confused, "what?"

>You get up,

Anon is going to be speechless when he sees you.

>Her confidence fades

>"A-Anon is gone. He l-left me. What are you talking about?!"

>You yawn again

Silly, I TOLD you, we're going to find him.

But first, you have to tell me exactly what happened between you and Anon.

 

 

>"Well, looks like he really is nowhere in Ponyville, let's go home."

>You freeze Sweetie Belle in magic before she can run.

We just left the house. Shut up and come on you coward.

>Sweetie Belle continues to protest.

>"I'm not a coward! He really doesn't want anything to do with me! He left me! I wasn't good enough for him so there's no point in trying to look for him no-"

>You flick her horn.

>She flinches.

>Her horn is rather big now for a regular unicorn.

>So you know it's extra sensative.

>Especially since she's in the middle of her growing phase.

Stop being so dramatic Sweetie Belle. You give yourself too little credit.

>"Huh?"

>You brush a hoof down her soft flank

You are a beautiful young pony. Any stallion would be lucky to have you. You have grown so well into your body.

>"But what does it matter? Anon doesn't think so..."

>You flick her horn again.

>That's kinda fun.

I know that's wrong. Sweetie I can guarantee he would agree with me that you are beautiful.

>She looks down

>"But he LEFT me!"

>You sigh

You keep thinking he left you because of your looks

But I'm telling you that's not it.

You scared him Sweetie Belle. He was backed into a corner and did what came natural.

>"Natural?"

Fight or flight. He was probably very conflicted.

>Sweetie Belle stares at her hoof.

So he's probably out there somewhere right now, drinking himself stupid, regretting ever letting you go and calling himself a coward.

>She smiles weakly.

>"I doubt that Twilight, but thanks anyways."

>You slide a leg around her shoulder.

So no more teenage angst. Let's go find your man and tell him how stupid he is.

 

 

>You are Anon.

>Your stubble makes you look like a vagabond.

>The backpack you carry your stuff around in doesn't help either.

>None of the ponies on the train want to sit next to you in fear of mugging, catching a disease or being raped.

>It wasn't THAT bad.

>You just had some stubble.

>It wasn't like you had dirty hair and clothes.

>You had just checked out of a motel with a washer and dryer.

>But now you're back on the train again.

>Still running

>Cheerilee was absolutely right.

>The night landscape flys by outside your window.

>You're nervous.

>And out of bits.

>The last of your savings had just been spent.

>You hope it will be worth it.

 

 

>You are Sweetie Belle.

>Everywhere

>You and Twilight have looked everywhere

>And not even one hint of Anon.

>It's night now.

We should go home...

>"No!"

>Twilight still hasn't lost her drive.

>She was a good friend.

>"Sweetie Belle?"

>The two of you see Cheerilee walking down the road.

Hello Ms. Cherrilee, what are you doing out here?

>Cheerilee smiles and looks you over, "you look much better Sweetie Belle. And I'm just returning from vacation."

>You thank her and talk a little about her trip.

>"But you'll never guess what happened on my way back!"

You graded some tests?

>She chuckles, "no, I saw someone who you might be interested to know is not far from Ponyville."

>Your eyes go wide

Are you... Talking about him?

>She nods and frowns, "he was drowning his sorrows in a bar and looked like he was living under a bridge like Kurt Coltbain."

Kurt Coltbaine?

>Cheerilee rolls her eyes, "sorry, just some famous musician from when I was a bit younger."

So where is he?!

>"Kurt? Oh he's dead honey, shot himself in the fa-"

No! I mean Anon!

>"Oh right! He's in Hoofington, about two train stops away!"

>You grab Twilight and take off.

 

 

>You are Anon.

>The train stops.

>You feel an unsettling twist in your guts as you gaze upon the familiar sight of the Ponyville train station.

>This is it.

>You collect your bag and get off.

>It was probably a risk to your life to come back.

>All these ponies probably hated you now.

>Cheerilee did threaten you.

>But you needed to do this.

>For yourself.

>For the one you hurt.

>There's a bustle as ponies clear the platform.

>You stand still letting ponies move around you like a boulder in a stream.

>The platform clears.

>You see her.

>Sweetie Belle comes running up the road with Twilight Sparkle.

>They stop.

>Sweetie Belle stares into your eyes breathing heavy.

>Tears begin to form.

>Twilight nudges her forward.

>She slowly takes a few steps looking up at you.

>You wave

I'm home.

 

 

>Sweetie Belle has you in a bone crushing hug.

>You can't tell if she's laughing or crying.

>Or both.

>Her body shakes against yours as the two of you embrace.

>She pulls her head back and looks into your eyes.

>Her green orbs sparkle in the moonlight.

You look beautiful...

>You run a hand through her mane finding it silky and smelling of fragrant flowers.

>She sniffles and presses her head back against you.

>"I- I'm so sorry... I was s-stupid!"

>You squeeze her tight.

No Sweetie Belle, I was stupid. I was a stupid coward.

>Her hooves rub small circles on your back.

>"But still, I shouldn't have tried to force you. I realize now how unfair it was. I've changed. I hope... I hope we can still be friends..."

>You let her go and pick up your bag again.

>You can't believe what you are about to do.

>She was going to cry for hours.

>Twilight might hit you.

>She stands over there with tears in her eyes.

>There would be no running once you said this.

>You look into you Sweetie Belle's eyes.

Sweetie, here's the thing...

>You gulp.

>She leans forward expectantly.

I... Can't be with you.

 

 

>You can see her world crumbling.

>Her legs look as though they will give out.

>Yours do.

>Your knees hit the wood below you.

I can't be with you

>She moans in pain

>Her eyes close.

>You put a palm on her cheek and reach into your bag.

I can't be with you unless you marry me.

>Her eyes shoot open.

>Twilight gasps.

>You hold up the ring you spent your last savings on and present it to her.

>Her eyes stare at the large diamond band in wonder.

>You smile and work your fingers against her cheek.

Will you marry me and make me the happiest only human in Equestria?

>She brings her horn forward.

>The ring slides around it.

>It comes to a rest and she looks up at it.

>"Y-Y-YES! YES I WILL MARRY YOU ANON!"

>She lunges forward to embrace you again.

>But you stop her.

>You lift her up by the flanks.

>Her legs wrap around you and the two of you kiss.

>You push your tongue into her mouth

>It feels wonderful.

>Sweetie moans into your mouth as the two of you kiss under the full moon.

>You break for air.

>Her face is frozen in a blissful look of wonder as her eyes rapidly scan your face.

I love you so much sweet stuff.

I couldn't stay away from you.

It took me a while to set myself straight

But

I know it more than any other thing in this world or my own,

I will always love you Sweetie Belle.

 

 

 

 

 

>The wedding takes place four days later.

>It's actually held at night.

>In a field.

>A field that always has an igloo and a snowman in it every snowfall.

>Pretty much all of Ponyville is there.

>And the princesses.

>It's very funny to actually see Luna get drunk and dance with Big Mac.

>Many sides were laid to rest that night.

>Rarity is the one to give you her sister's hoof.

>She made Sweetie Belle the most beautiful dress you had ever seen.

>Spike was your best man.

>You had quite the bachelor party with him the night before.

>The reception starts to wind down.

>You get up to the podium and wave.

>The ponies all go silent.

Thank you so much for coming and making this a wonderful night we'll never forget!

>You hug your wife close and everyone clops their hooves.

>"Freebird!" You hear Berry Punch shout from near the champagne table.

>Everyone laughs.

Ah, sorry, no songs this time, we have reservations at the castle for our honeymoon thanks to princess Celestia!

>There's a few cat calls and cheers.

>Sweetie Belle giggles

>"We put them in the soundproof suite!" Celestia announces.

>Roars of cheers and cat calls.

>Looks like both princesses don't hold champagne very well...

>You spend another twenty minutes giving thanks and goodbyes, then finally get in one of Celestia's chariots and take off.

>Sweetie Belle rests her head against your side as the noght air tussles her hair.

>"I'm glad she put us in the soundproof suite..."

>Wasn't that a joke?

>You feel Sweetie's hoof slide over your groin.

>She leans up and breathes hot breath into your ear

>"Because I'm a screamer."

 

 

>That suit is off faster than a sonic rainboom.

>You don't even close the door of your suite.

>You drop all your luggage, take off your clothes, pick up Sweetie Belle and slam her on the massive bed.

>She laughs, "hold on killer! I still have this big dress on."

>You help her get it off.

>She flops back onto the bed.

>Her seductive eyes beckon you

>"I've waited for years, and now I get to have you inside me..."

>Boner is at 100%

>You crawl over her and kiss up her neck.

>She leans to the side giving you more access.

>You use a hand to brush over her belly.

>Her nipples are as hard as you.

>You give one a pinch and she yips.

>You kiss her horn and she shivers.

>"Let me fuck you Anon..."

>She's drenching the sheets.

>Her stomach is heaving.

>Her eyes are wide and hungry.

>She pushes you to your back.

What are you-

>Her mouth is around your shaft.

OOOOOHHHHH!

>The entire length slides down her throat.

>Her mane falls around her face and she brushes it back.

Oh god sweets that's...

>Her tongue does zig-zags and twirls around you.

>Her head bobs up and down and you hear her gagging noises.

>Her saliva connects to your skin in tendrils.

>You cup the back of her head and massage her silky mane.

>You tense

Sweetie I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum!

>She only bobs faster.

>You lift your ass up

Ahhhh!

>Your seed sprays against the back of her throat.

>She clamps down, allowing none to escape.

>You grip handfulls of her mane and ride it out.

>Finally you shoot the last bit over her tongue and gently tap her head.

>Your wife lets you slide out and swallows breathing heavy.

>"Human cum tastes delicious!"

>You laugh, trying to catch your breath.

>She was fucking amazing at that.

>You only hope you can return the favor.

>She turns over and presents herself to you.

>"I loved pleasuring you dear, but no more foreplay, I want you to make me scream!"

>You were going to return the favor, but it looks like she means business.

>You smile and walk forward on your knees.

With pleasure.

 

 

>You slide two fingers in

>Her wet lips pull at you

>She squeals and pushes her rump back against your hand

>"Yeah~" she whinnies "oh~ yeah~ make me cum~"

>You begin to slide in and out of her.

>Fast.

>Her fluids fly everywhere and squelching noises fill the room.

>Only to be drowned out by screams.

>Holy shit she wasn't lying!

>Her wails are threatening to shatter the mirror and windows.

>You place one hand on her flank to hold steady as you slam your fingers in and out of her.

>"C-CUM!"

>Fluids spew out around your hand.

>Her insides twist and pull.

>She gives a constant earsplitting scream as she collapses.

>You pant and stroke yourself as you watch your wife wriggle on the sheets, drooling on a pillow with her eyes squeezed shut

>Jesus she was a violent orgasmer...

That feel good sweets?

>She raises her flank again

>"Put... It... In NOW."

>No need to be told twice.

>You grab her ass.

>Line yourself up

>Her pink hole dilates a little for you and you see her clit flick out.

>You thrust forward.

>There's that scream again.

>Fully hilted, you push Sweetie Belle's head forward and bury her face in a pillow.

>She's still screaming in pleasure, but at least it's muffled.

>You start to work your cock in and out of her velvety insides.

>Her teenage body is driving you insane.

>Her flank is plush yet firm.

>Her legs are toned and you slide a hand down one as you thrust.

>You can see all over her muscles tensing and jerking.

>Your bodies make wet slapping sounds as they collide.

>She has another orgasm.

>This time squirting.

>She lifts her head and screams

>The mirror on the desk shatters

>Her pussy paints your groin in white fluids.

>You push all the way into her hot folds as they milk you.

>Her hooves tremble and give out.

>You fall on top of her and begin releasing inside.

>Her orgasm fades as you fill her womb.

I... I came inside you.

>She screams into the pillow then yells up at the ceiling

>"I can feel it! It's so warm! I feel it all inside me!"

>You both lay there, with you still inside of her flaccid, and catch your breath.

We need a shower.

>You slide out and flop down beside her.

>She kisses your lips

>"Later. Nap now?"

>Her mane is a mess and she's covered in a sheen of sweat

>You smile and scratch behind her ear

Of course sweet stuff.

>You pull her close and rub her belly as she falls asleep.

 

 

>Dear Princess Celestia,

 

>It's tough to say what a man really is in essence.

>One could say that a man is what he makes himself.

>Or a man is only as good as what his peers think of him.

>I disagree.

>We are in life drawn to doing what makes us happy.

>And to those that make us happy.

>I have been across two worlds now, and seen first hand it doesn't matter if you're a human or a pony-

>We all just want what makes us happy.

>And I have found what makes me happy.

>And my happiness is also my love.

>So what is a man?

>A man is not a singular thing.

>A man has many faces.

>A man has many passions.

>A man has friends and dreams and loves.

>A man is what he loves.

 

 

Your faithful friend,

Anon

 

 

 

 

THE END