Shutting From The Sky

>"It used to be a lot better."

>That's what they all say.

>Ponyville.

>You arrived in this dump of a town just last night.

>And boy was this place miserable.

>They say it used to be a lot more pleasant.

>A town where the Elements of Harmony used to live.

>That was before the Changling Uprising.

>The rest of the world was fine.

>The Elements of Harmony now lived happily in Canterlot.

>Close to Celestia and Luna.

>But Ponyville never quite recovered.

>You place a bit on the bar and wave a finger at the bar maid.

>A blue pony with a lyre cutie mark and a mangy coat.

>She pours you a mug.

>"You got bits?"

>You look to your left.

>A pony looks at you out of the corner of her eyes.

>She looks to be in her late teens.

>"You-you got bits?"

>You take a long drought and grunt

Not for mud ponies.

>An orange hoof slides onto your hand

>"I'm not begging. I work."

 

 

>You follow the mare through the woods.

>Turns out she's a pegasus.

>In the light outside the bar you had seen she had several scars.

>On both wings and along her spine.

>She had asked you get an inn for the job.

I'm not rich. You want bits or not?

>She told you she could take you to a place called The Tree House.

>But you've been walking in the dark woods for a while now.

Are we almost there?

>"Yeah, right up here past these trees."

>You see a house in a tree.

A treehouse?

>"Yeah, it's a treehouse, I already told you that. I live here."

>It looks old and possibly infested.

>You've used worse.

>When you crawl up the ladder you notice a path leading up to the treehouse.

Get much visitors?

>She closes the door behind her, "no, you don't have to worry about any foals walking in on us- there hasn't been anyone here for like, five years."

>The only things of note are a faded picture of a rainbow pony and the younger version of this mare together pinned to the wall, and a tattered cape in the corner.

>This mare smiles up at the rainbow- Rainbow Dash, Element of Harmony- in complete admiration.

>"Show me what you got, it's 75 bits alright?"

>You look at her lying on a mat of straw, spreading her legs.

 

 

>"75 bits okay?"

>"It's nearly Hearths Warming and I need some firewood and a sweater to make it through."

>You remove your coat,

It is fucking-

>"Don't complain about it being cold in here either, you chose not to get an inn room."

>Lippy bitch.

>You strip.

>She watches with little enthusiasm.

>Once nude, you stare at her.

>She pats the straw, "just lay down on the straw bed."

>You do so.

>The orange mare rolls on top of you.

>You can see her breath.

>She may look like a sad puppy, but you can feel she's wet.

You gonna start?

>She grabs your shoulders, "yeah... But there's one rule okay?"

>She would have no choice wheather there would be anal or not.

>She has tears in her eyes as she spreads her battered wings

>"You have to say my wings are pretty..."

Wh-

>"You have to, no joke."

>Eh, as long as she quit fucking crying.

>You grab her hips and ram into her.

>She gasps and buries her head into the crook of your shoulder

>"Please."

>Never had one this tight.

>"Don't forget."

 

 

>You fucked her for two hours.

>You fucked her raw.

>You fucked her ass.

>You fucked her mouth.

>She cried the whole time.

>It was awful.

>Even though you muttered that her disfigured wings were pretty, she still cried.

>As you leave, you hear her mutter

>"It used to be a lot better..."

>You place her payment on the table.

Stay warm.

>Your whole coin purse.

>She won't be happy to find it's all rocks.

>What can you buy with the 75 bits you just saved?

>You walk out of the woods and shrug.

An inn room.

 

The End.