>You are Anon.
>Mr. Spoon has returned from his trip to the Crystal Empire.
>He thanked you for keeping an eye on things.
>Silver has backed off for the time being, but she still gives you drugs.
>”I don’t want you to be hungry,” she usually says.
>She hugs you every time.
>You can describe it more as an embrace.
>She holds it just a little too long each time.
>You have gained Mr. Spoon’s trust. Your job description has expanded a bit.
>You have been given petty cash to manage the estate. That usually entails paying the gardener, and buying groceries.
>Mr. Spoon still handles most of the bills personally.
>During this time you have taken to observing the family dynamic.
>Mr. Spoon isn’t abusive to Silver. He never yells at her.
>You can tell he tries to spend time with her.
>She is aloof and distant with him.
>”Sometimes I wonder why I bother.” You heard him mutter one day.
>Shoeshine never corrects Silver. You asked her about it once.
>”It’s not my place.”
>
>It’s your day off. Mr. Spoon is out of town again. This time he is in Appleloosa.
>Silver is spending the night at Diamond Tiara’s. Diamond will sleep over tomorrow.
>You can worry about that later.
>Recently you decided to get clean.
>For real this time.
>Well, that’s what you told yourself.
>Today is the 9th day of your new nightly ritual. Sometimes you win. Sometimes it wins.
>You are sitting in your room, looking at your most precious possession.
>It’s taunting you.
>How can something so small, have such an impact on your life?
>You pick up the syrette.
>You examine it.
“It’s not worth it,” you say to yourself.
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>You put it back down.
>Some time passes. Seconds? Minutes? There isn’t any way to tell.
>You repeat this again and again.
>A knock at the door breaks your trance.
>”Anon? Are you busy?” Shoeshine says through the door.
>You quickly hide the syrette, and open the door.
“No, I’m just wasting time.”
>She nods.
>”Well, if you aren’t busy, I’m going to the bar. Do you want to come?”
>You could use a change of scenery.
“The first round is on me.”
>
>You are at The Granary.
>A light brown pony waves you and Shoeshine over.
>She trots up and hugs him. She introduces you to Caramel and Applejack.
>As promised, you order the first round of cider for the table.
>Shoeshine and Caramel chit-chat amongst themselves for a while.
>Applejack takes this opportunity to talk with you.
>Mostly she talks about her family farm. Soon the conversation turns to you.
>”What’s it like working for the Spoons?”
“It’s like any other job I guess.”
>She nods in approval.
>”It’s good that you’ve found your calling.”
>That’s right. P0nies love doing their jobs.
”Hmm. I should explain. Most humans work because they have to, not because they love their work.”
>”That sounds depressing.”
“It can be.”
>She taps her hooves on the table.
>This isn’t going anywhere.
“You don’t need to hang out with me if you’re bored. As long as I have a few drinks I’ll be fine.”
>”It’s not that. I just have never talked with a… human?”
>You are almost impressed. She actually listened to you.
>You smile at her. She replies in kind.
>
>Time passes. Applejack has warmed up to you.
>Caramel and Shoeshine have just left. Shoeshine told you not to wait up for her.
>You gave her a slight nod.
>”It’s getting late Anon.” Applejack says while looking at the bar.
”Yeah.”
>Applejack scuffs the floor.
>”Do you… want to walk me home?”
>Is she hitting on you? You just met. Maybe it’s a pony thing.
“Sure.”
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>
>It’s not a long walk to her farm.
>She tells you about how she loves being outside. Working on the farm gives her a sense of purpose.
>You wonder why you don’t have purpose. You just exist.
>You are at her door.
>”Do you ever just, sit outside and just enjoy nature?”
“Who doesn’t?” You lie.
>She stands in place, but you can tell she is looking for something.
>”Can I see you again?”
>An owl hoots in the distance.
“I’d like that.”
>
>You are back in your room.
>You look at the syrette.
>Tonight – it wins.
>
>The next day.
“Hey Shoeshine. It’s time to get up.”
>You open the door. She isn’t there.
>She must have spent the night at Caramel’s.
>Oh well.
>You go to the kitchen to make breakfast.
>”Omelets again?” Silver asks indignantly.
“I’m not a chef.”
>”How come Shoeshine isn’t cooking?”
”She had to run some errands," you say, covering for her.
>You begin going to your place in the kitchen.
>”You can join me. Nop0ny is here.”
>You turn to look at her.
>Her hair is disheveled. She hasn't brushed her mane.
”I have to clean up.”
>”That can wait Anon.” She says as she starts eating her meal.
>You sit on the other end of the table.
>”I’ve been thinking about what we should do today.”
>”Now that dad is gone.”
“Silver, what happened before was a mistake. I was weak.”
>She shakes her head.
>”It was right Anon. It still is.”
“You’re just a kid. It would never work.”
>”And you’re just a monkey. I know what’s best for us.”
“I’m not a god damn monkey. I’m a fucking person.”
>Silver stands up.
>”Don’t talk to me like that Anon. If it wasn’t for me you’d be back on the streets.”
“Your father thinks I’m useful. You just think I’m a toy.”
>”That’s not true. I haven’t bothered you at all these last few weeks.”
“That’s because your father was around.”
>She returns to her meal.
>"I just want us to be happy."
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>
>Diamond Tiara has arrived. She and Silver are upstairs playing.
>You can hear their hooves clopping on the wooden floors.
>Eight o Clock. Snack time.
>You take a drink from your flask.
>You bring the tray of carrots and other vegetables.
>”Hi Anon.” Diamond smirks.
>”Oh great I’m starving.” Silver says.
>She ate a few hours ago.
>”Do you want to play with us, Anon?”
“I really should get back to my work.”
>"Just for a little bit."
>They continue eating.
>”Lets play house.” Silver says.
>”I love that game. I want to be the dad.” Diamond responds.
>”You always play the dad.”
>”That’s because I’m good at it.”
>”Alright. Anon, you can be… the mom.” Silver points.
>”Yea, and you’re depressed because I beat you,” Diamond adds.
>Well this is turning dark.
>“And, we’re poor, so we live in only one room.”
“What’s my motivation?”
>”What?”
“No woman is going to stick around if she’s abused.”
>Diamond and Silver look at each other confused.
>”Sure they do.” Diamond says finally.
>”Because if you leave, you know dad is going to hit me instead, and you want to protect me.” Silver adds.
“Fine, whatever.”
>”Great.”
>Silver brings out some drinks from her dresser.
>”I borrowed these,” she winks.
>They both take a few shots before continuing.
>”I’m home,” Diamond begins.
“Hello Diamond. How was work?”
>”It sucked like always.”
“Dinner is almost ready.”
>”What did you make?”
“Your favorite. Vegetable soup.”
>”That again, we had that yesterday.” Silver complains.
>”You shut up. You get what you get.” Diamond moves her hoof to hit Silver.
>Silver flinches.
>”That’s right.” Diamond smirks. “Alright Anon. Give me some sugar.”
>Diamond grabs your tie and pulls you down. She kisses you sloppily.
>Silver’s eyes are wide.
>You push Diamond Tiara away.
“Hey, we aren’t going to play like that.”
>”Just play along.”
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>This continues for a bit.
>
>Now it’s time for you and Diamond to pretend to sleep.
>Silver curls up on her beanbag chair. She is positioned to watch you and Diamond.
>Diamond climbs into your arms.
>Her hooves explore your body.
>”Now it’s time for you to do your job. Take it off.”
>You undo your tie, and take off your coat.
>”All of it Anon. You are my wife after all.”
>You shake your head no.
>”Why do you have to be so difficult?”
“I don’t want to play anymore.”
>”Anon. Silver won’t give you your medicine if you don’t do this.”
”I’m trying to quit.”
>She laughs at you.
>”Show me your arm.”
>You comply.
>”Look at it. It’s diseased. You won’t last a few days without more.”
”I’ll worry about that later, Diamond.”
>She shows you a syrette.
>Silver turns her head. She isn’t looking anymore.
>”I’ll let you in on a little secret Anon.”
>She pulls herself closer and whispers to you.
>”I’m the one who gave these to Silver. I am the one keeping you sane.”
>She curls a lip at you.
>”Now are you going to play along, or are you going to starve?”
>Silence.
>Her eyes never leave yours.
>You just need a few more. You know you are getting close to quitting.
>You take off your clothes.
>Diamond lays on her back, and presents herself.
>”I like it when I get what I want.” She says, returning to her game.
>You lower yourself to her.
>Your put a hand to her marehood.
>She pulls away.
>”No, use your mouth.” She says coldly.
>Her eyes burn into yours. You imagine contempt is her only emotion.
>Silver has buried her face in the beanbag chair. An eye pokes out occasionally.
>You move toward Diamond. You can feel the heat radiating from her.
>You wet your lips, and begin.
>Two little hooves hold your head, and guide you.
>Her body quivers at your touch.
>She presses herself against you.
>”Right there.”
>You continue.
>Your tounge gently teases her small body.
>She holds you and spasms.
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>
>You are Silver Spoon.
>Your best friend is enjoying Anon.
>He is yours.
>Diamond looks over at you. Her eyes half lidded.
>”It’s your turn now.”
”I’m fine here.”
>”You were right, Anon is perfect.”
>She pushes Anon away and basks.
>“Are we done?” He asks.
>”No. I want it all.” Diamond smirks.
>She rolls over and presents herself to him.
”Wait. I changed my mind. I want my turn.”
>”You had your chance.”
>You get up and climb on the bed.
”He’s mine.”
>You push Diamond away.
>”Don’t push me.” Diamond says through her teeth.
>She pushes you back.
>You grit back at her, and she relents.
>”Fine. Have your monkey.”
“You belong to me Anon.”
>He looks down, and says nothing.
”I want you inside me.”
>He shakes his head.
>You pull out one of his treats.
>He presents his arm.
“You’re learning.”
>You wait for a vein to expose itself, and prick his arm.
>You only give him a little.
>He moans softly. You imagine endorphins firing.
>You crawl into him.
>His arms wrap around you.
>You lightly kiss him.
>He brushes your mane.
“It’s time to come home Anon.”
>You back into him. His warm body hugs yours.
>Diamond rolls her side. She wants to see everything.
>You move a hoof to guide him to yourself.
>His fingers lightly caress your marehood.
>Each movement teases you more.
>Diamond smirks at you. She lowers a hoof to herself.
>She’s enjoying the show.
>He enters you.
>You feel yourself contract against him.
>He gently explores your body.
>You feel a small body move against you.
>You back into Anon.
>Diamond takes off your glasses, and snuggles into you.
>Your body is so warm.
>Sandwiched between your best friend and Anon.
>A tangled mess of hands and hooves.
>She presses her marehood against your own.
>Anon moves his arm, and pulls both of you into him.
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>Its so warm.
>Diamond moves against you.
>Her female bits further exciting yours.
>”I want to play too.” Diamond whispers.
>Anon complies.
>His flat palm touches both of you equally.
>The rubbing motions of Diamond and Anon are too much.
>You feel yourself convulsing.
>Diamond snuggles into you. She kisses you deeply.
>It feels so good.
>Her hooves explore your barrel.
>Anon moves his hand away, and begins to focus on Diamond.
>She holds you tightly as Anon feels her depths.
>Diamond pushes into you. She’s breathing quickens.
>She’s close.
>She whimpers lowly, as Anon gives her what she needs.
>That was amazing.
>You feel so tired.
>It’s getting late.
>You close your eyes.
>
>Downstairs.
>You are Shoeshine.
>You spent the whole day with Caramel.
>He is such a great stallion. He’s perfect.
>You hear something coming from upstairs.
>You stop and listen.
>It’s indistinct, but it sounds like… moaning?
>You shake your head. Fillies these days grow up too fast.
>You trot up the stairs to the servant quarters.
>Anon's door is open.
>Again, he isn’t in his room.
7/9
>
>You are Anon.
>Silver is sleeping in your arms.
>Diamond is stretching out on the bed.
>”You did good.”
“Thanks.”
>You get up slowly.
>Silver stirs as your remove your arms from her.
>”You didn’t get what you want, Anon.”
>You look down. You are still fully engorged.
>Diamond smirks at you.
>”Follow me. I want to show you something.”
>She gets up carefully, so as not to wake Silver.
>She trots to the guest room.
>She climbs on the guest bed.
>You follow.
>”You’ve been a good monkey, so I’ll be nice to you.”
>She presents herself.
>Her little legs quiver in anticipation.
“That’s where I draw the line.”
>She chuckles at you.
>”A minutes ago you were touching two fillies, and now you have reservations?”
>You say nothing.
>She pokes your erection.
>”You don’t need to hide your feelings from me.”
>She’s right. You are a filly fooler.
>”Oh, you need more incentive to do that. Why didn’t you say so?”
>She climbs over you and opens the drawer.
>She pulls out photos.
>”Take a look at these.”
>Its you and Silver.
>It looks like you just raped her.
“Where did you get these?”
>”I staged them during your first sleep over.”
>”Silver always sleeps like a rock. It was easy.”
>She climbs on top of you and snuggles into your face.
>”I don’t want to show these to anyp0ny.”
>Fuck. She’s going to blackmail you.
>”Silver thinks you are her’s. The truth is,”
>She kisses your neck.
>”You belong to me. And I always get what I want.”
>She presses a hoof against your face. She’s rough.
>”Do you understand?”
>Diamond used Silver to get to you?
>This mare is fucking twisted.
“Why are you doing this?”
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>”Because Silver doesn’t deserve a toy like you.”
>She slides down your body.
>She rubs your member.
>What happened earlier was so arousing.
>You need release.
"You wont tell anyone?"
>"I'll keep quiet, as long as you behave."
>She positions herself over you.
>She uses a hoof to guide you in.
>”I’ve been practicing for this.”
>You slowly enter her.
>”I wanted to make sure  -“ She grunts, “that you’d fit.”
>She takes you all in.
>She grinds her hips against yours.
>She picks up the pace.
>You can feel her squeezing you.
>Her small body bucks, trying to fit every last inch.
>You feel her quiver and moan.
>She settles into you.
>Her lower extremities shake slightly.
>She lazily rolls off of you.
>”That was worth the wait.”
“I’m not done.”
>She chuckles.
>She grabs your hand.
>”Finish yourself off.” She smirks.
>You’re too far gone.
>You begin stoking your member.
>Diamond lies against you watching your performance.
>You need release.
>You feel yourself contracting.
>Your shame lands on your stomach.
>”That’s it?”
>Diamond shakes her head.
>”I was expecting more.”
>You push her away.
>She laughs at you.
“Are you happy now?”
>”A little. I’m going to visit you more often.”
>She pushes against you. She wants you out of the bed.
>”And I’m going to expect a better performance next time.”
>You get up.
>”I know you will play along, Anon. You don’t want me to accidentally show those pictures.”
>This fucking whore.
>You go to Silver’s room, and collect your things.
End Chapter 3
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