Title:           BABScock
Author:          jonnybgoode
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First Edit:      Friday 25th of April 2014 01:41:08 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Friday 25th of April 2014 01:41:08 AM CDT

>Babs always wanted to be a colt
>on her 18th birthday, she wanders into the bad side of town
>ends up in a sex shop
>shopkeep gives her a strap-on, saying "it was always yours."
>tries it on when she gets home
>suddenly starts glowing, changing color and melding with her flesh
>it's super sensitive to the touch, and no matter how hard she tries, she can't get it off!
>her parents think Babs has always been a colt, but at his insistence, they head down to the ER
>doctors insist nothing is wrong, he's a healthy young colt with no medical issues whatsoever
>if he's feeling insecure about his penis size, he should talk to a psychologist
>Babs says it's okay, he was just feeling weird, is all
>they go home
>he spends all night playing with his new penis
 
>next day
>wake up, figure out how to pee, shower, awkward breakfast with parents, and off to school!
>12th grade a shit
>Babs prepares for another day of drudgery and boredom at the hands of his uncaring teachers
>only sixty-two more days until graduation... only sixty-two more days...
>somepony bumps into him on the way to class
 
>it's that colt he used to have a crush on years ago
>back in elementary school, she used to watch him from afar
>usually sat out PE, but hung out in the boys' locker room anyway
>he liked shopping, trying on clothes, why, he even had a pink lunchbox!
>he was practically a filly! he was perfect! all the girls agreed.
>one day, one of her friends asked him out
>his response: stuttering, then running away in tears
>he wasn't at school for a couple days afterward
>Babs spent weeks watching him, trying to figure out what was wrong
>after much spying and awkward conversations, she figured out he was gay
>like, super-ultra-flaming gay
>lisp, headbands, leg warmers, jock boyfriend...
>welldamn.jpg
>they were never really friends, but she was always interested in him
>according to gossip, he'd recently broken up with his coltfriend
>maybe he had a chance now?
 
>she knew she had to ask him out, but how?
>most of the morning was wasted trying to figure it out how to seduce him
>at lunchbreak, she saw him sitting alone at a table, sad and depressed
>seizing the moment, she trotted up to him and asked him out
>answer was a resounding "Meep!"
>she'll pick him up at 7 on friday night
 
>the date went well
>he, being a ridiculously girly colt, shows up in a silk evening dress
>Babs just borrowed one of her father's ties
>dinner was at some fancy restaurant
>'Lutece' or something like that
>on the way in passed twin alicorns discussing something with a donkey
>all stared as they walked past
>this fucking city
>as soon as they were seated, a server appeared with exactly what they were about to order
>weird, but it's Equestria and stranger things have happened
>extremely good food; must dine there more often
>as he got up to use the bathroom, flank swinging all the way, Babs discovered the magic of the awkward boner
>spent half the night trying to hide it
>at one point, she was sure he saw it
>he spent the rest of the night with a slight bulge in the fabric of his dress
 
[spoiler]The Lutece was an actual restaurant in Manhattan. Not really a high school date location but you know what fuck you I do what I want.[/spoiler]
 
>later on, she walks him back to his door
>she goes for a hug, he goes for a kiss
>end up with his lips on her ear and her face pressed into his neck
>barely noticed that perfume; it's a really nice touch
>inhales deeply
>when she comes up for air, he's blushing
>this time, they kiss for real
>his face is a fucking tomato now
>he says he'd like to do this again sometime, they say their goodbyes, and Babs begins to walk back down the driveway, maniacal grin across her face
>"Wait!" He calls, "Would you like to come inside?"
>Babs turns around, nods, and follows him inside
>as she turns to close the door, she looks out towards the street and gives a sly wink to nothing in particular