>Another day in the land of pony shenanigans
>as a man who is a jack of all trades, have a record for fixing a lot of random shit!
>and today is another day at the office or in this case, at home
>your friends got back from a dungeon and came back with a chest
>a chest that can't be opened physically OR magically
>they just gave up trying to open it in the dungeon and on the way back home
>they also tried to sell it as a relic but fell flat
>so they gave it to you
>you're pretty sure they wanted to get rid of it and thought of you
>guess who's getting a human turd in their front garden in the future!?
>since you have it, might as well get it looking pretty again
>having it on your workbench, you examine the damage
>This typical wooden chest has rusting green brass covering its edges while the wood looks quite faded
>creating a lemon and baking soda paste, you cover the brass with a soft cloth that you can find and rub it in
>...the one your using now was made from your old boxer shorts
>that's what happens when an obsessive SOMEPONY tries to steal from you
>ripped in her mouth...she got most of it
>who knows what she did with it
>with a soft small wash cloth, you wipe it off and apply metal polish up in this bitch
>gotta keep the rust from returning
>and now the wood part
>you have a few wood finish colors to choose from but what would fit?
>looking away from your workbench, you check the colors to choose from
>oak brown is too plain
>fuck the pine because it clashes with the brass
>if rarity heard that thought, she would be so proud
>might as well go for the purple heart finish and polish
>gold and purple always seem to go together
>aannnddd done!
>just let this little chest to dry and you have yourself...something
>what ARE you going to do with it anyway?
>sell it as decor?
>a foot rest?
>a random chair?
>...ah HA!
>you will put it in your room and put it at the foot of your bed
>if that bitch comes back to steal shit again, she will see the chest and try to open it
>pretend to sleep with a bat at the ready and..
>Wack-a-theif will be the new best hobby!
>perfect!
>this calls for victory lunch
>as you are about to leave the room, you look at your latest masterpiece
>it looks like it was made only yesterday
>and with this world filled with color up the ass, nobody would suspect a thing
>with a smirk, you head to the kitchen to create something so good for your stomach that your gut would feel like it just came
>
[spoiler]>*inhale* *exhale* *inhale* *exhale*
>he is so nice
>he is soo handsome
>his scent is sooo Delicious
>you NEED him![/spoiler]
>
>your stomach came elephants from that glorious seasoned steak
>getting meat is a pain in this town full of vegetarians
>but it's soooo worth it
>you have a big towel under your arm and heading to the chest
>oops, you left the room messy with your rags scattered
>after quickly putting the used rags in the bucket that says "Clean Me", you put the towel on the floor and unroll
>don't want to drag the chest AND ruin the work you put into it
>and also the floor
>lifting the chest on both sides is not easy
>it's fairly heavy
>whatever is in this thing, feels like it's full of it
>you place it in the towel and start pushing it to your room, often checking if the towel is where it should be
>hello bedroom
>now for the best part
>you pick up the chest and waddle to the foot of your bed
>and gently place it down
>you step back to see its placement
>it's aliened and strait
>it's also brighter in color than the rest of the room
>the perfect decoy
>you pat the chest and grab the towel
>put it in the laundry pile, A.K.A. the corner of the room
>Getting into your pjs, you leap into bed and check your small bat under the pillow
>still there, thirsty for a whacking
>this will be a good night, you are sure of it
>
>a few hours later
>
>all the lights are out
>it's hard to see but you manage
>you are very bored and quite tired
>you still have some excitement and it's the reason you are not asleep
>but damn it stalking thieving pony, hurry up already!
>you hear a scrapping sound from the the foot of the bed
>it's time to crack some skulls
>you slowly reach under the pillow
>inch by inch until you firmly grab the handle
>the small noise is getting quieter
>3..2..1..
>you leap on your bed so that you are standing
>Making a war cry
HHHAAAAAAaaaaaa???
>nothing is there
>Nothing!!!...
>where's the chest?
>you look to the door but it's closed
>your right reveals just your lamp and stand
>turning to your left to find the chest
>what the hell is going on?
>you attempt to look over the chest to see somepony behind it
>but you hear a click
>you quickly look to the source of the noise
>the lid just opened just a crack
>how is it open now?
>didn't they tell you that it was permanently locked?
>did that slut find a way and hid in the box?
>only one way to find out
>you nudge the lid open with your bat and see a bizarre but scary sight
>the inside walls was covered in some sort of thick pink flesh
>squirming and leaking of some sort of liquid
>looking into the chest itself reveals a darken hole that doesn't seem to end
>something other than the walls moved down there
>you cautiously get closer to look deeper
>appendages burst from the darkness and quickly wrap around your neck
>they just as quickly yank half of you into the chest, making you drop your bat
>the lid rim fell on your lower back
>100% freaking out
>you try to pull off these things around your neck while trying to wiggle yourself out
>there's almost no visual in here except for the open parts of the lid
>it is humid as hell in here and it's getting hard to breath
>then you hear something odd
>a giggle?
>as you continue to struggle, you look further down
>you see two lights coming up
>are those bits?
>there getting closer and they seem attach to a-
>NOPE!
>those are eyes!
>those are creepy, metallic, golden eyes!
>it's getting harder to struggle with the lack of air in here
>as it gets one inch from your face, you see it looks like a pony
>but with the lack of light in here, you are guessing (Her?) fur is the same color as the walls
>you both are staring at each other
>your too tired to move and you don't want to piss her off
>she closes the gap and quickly kisses you on your lips
>[Brain shut down. Restarting]
>something living in the chest has trapped you in here and kissed you
>so many questions are wanting to come out of your mouth
>but that's cut short by her small giggle again
>the lid flies open and the appendages toss you out of the chest and onto the bed
>and the chest also hops onto the end of the bed
>taking lungs fur of air, you are gaining your senses as well as gaining your strength back
>but not by much
>the lid flies open again and the creature flies out and land on your chest
>knocking the wind out of you
>still very weak, you can only gaze at it
>your room has more vision so you can see much better and examine her completely
>this thing looks like a pony but things are off
>her mane is a big tongue
>her fur was actually flesh like the inner walls of her box
>and not outside mammal skin but like the inside of your mouth kind of skin
>her tail is more flesh, long and its trail ends into the chest
>she is also covered in light coat of clear liquid
>in short, she must be the whole tongue for this creature
>or maybe she is the creature?
>this is confusing as all hell right now
>and right now, she is breathing deeply on your chest and rubbing her head against you
>looking like she is licking you
>this would have been cute if it weren't so bizarre right now
>"This is your fault, you know."
>what?
Wh-What do you mean?
>"You stole my heart and now..."
>she deeply sniffs you
>"...I shall return the favor."
But we just met. Why do you want me?
>"I maybe inside my box but I know what happens around me."
>she rubs her head on you, licking you?
>"You taking me into your home."
>her hooves come up from her sides
>"You paint me pretty."
>she wraps her forearms around your neck again
>"You rubbed your scent onto me~"
My scent? What are you talking about?
>"Oh don't pretend you don't know. Rubbing that cloth and paste all over my metal bits...you naughty colt."
>...fuck, you used your ripped underwear to polish her
>how were you supposed to know she was alive?
>"The taste of you drives me wild! And now...you~. are~. mine~."
>she pulls half of your body into the chest
>which was easy because you are still regaining strength and two, her chest was on its side
>"Now, no peaking~"
>the lid rim almost hits your neck
>the feeling of your pants being pulled down got your attention
>something moist is touching every spot of your skin that's exposed
>that and there's a lot of warmth down there
>!!!
>something gripped your boys
>you try to grab the lick but a sucking sensation stopped your hands in mid air
>the flaccid rod AND jewels
>it definitely feels like she is dead thirsty and you are the tap to a keg
>her moaning in there sounds gentle as a kitten but demanding like a lion
>it isn't long before you feel like you're full mast
>and soon after, the sucking stops
>you wish you can see this but the lid got you pinned down
>then what feels like a ass is sitting on your dick
>you look over the lid and nothing is there
>not even your legs
>and that's quite creepy
>but the weight makes you believe somepony is there and she knows what she wants
>your tower enters something snug but VERY warm
>like fresh pair of pants from the dryer warm
>whatever you entered, has took your entire length
>along with some ponythings butt slamming against yours
>you let out a grunt you didn't know you had
>the walls of her chest expand and rest snuggly against your lower half
>you can't move your legs now
>she starts to quickly pump your cock
>but not without landing on your pelvis every time she hilts
>you picture her slamming into you in a reversed cowgirl position
>your moans and hers mix together in the room like some sort of ecstasy filled musical number
>what was also weird is her almost violent slamming isn't moving the bed at all
>if she goes at this speed, she will make you cum too soon
>unfortunately, you man meat wont listen to you
I'm about to-to-to cum!
>her bouncing stops and she just hilts you again
>she starts grinding back and forth
>"Go ahead, give it to me~. I want to taste your seed."
>her words flowed like chocolate and in seconds you went over the edge
>what ever hole you're in, has a very tight grip around your sausage as you squirt your man milk into her
>you are panting hard while she coos one last time
>her walls retract and let your legs go
>she too leaves your lap
>her lid lifts away and see her crawling on you to kiss you
>"That was the best meal I ever had, my little jewel~."
>she hugs your chest and rubs her head on you again
>this sex exercise has gotten you very sleepy
>you almost didn't hear her say "Get some sleep for tomorrow, I want more~"
>then darkness
>The following days were just that
>everyday you ended work, you would go to your room
>you lock the door
>you tell her you day as well as her past adventures
>and you "feed" her your spunk everyday
>she is the weirdest but best lover you have ever had
>Mimi the pony mimic
>you scream her name every night
>
>meanwhile
>you are stalker pone
>and you shall remain a virgin
>
>The End