>Been a few months since you landed in this strange technicolor world full of magic and talking horses.
>You were quickly accepted into the community, and even help out their schools.
>You also were able to get a side job.
>More of a hobby really, but it pays nonetheless.
>You were the lead singer in a rising grunge band that was going on here.
>They called themselves "Horseshoe Harlots".
>You don't like to brag, but they're getting pretty famous ever since you joined up.
>But now, you're on the way home after grading homework.
>You walk past an ally when you hear a voice.
>"Hey there hot stuff... How're you?"
>You turn your head to see a rose colored mare standing there.
>Her flank was blank, and she was giving you bed rooms eyes.
>You put on a grin and speak, "I'm doing absolutely SWELL. Say, would you care to join me for dinner?"
>She's thrown aback by the way you're talking and your invitation.
>I mean, looking at the way your appearance, no pony would think that you would talk like that.
>You look like some guy who's in a grunge ba...
>Wait, you are.
>"How about we skip dinner, and just head back to your place?"
"Ah, I see you are one of those young fillies that was unable to find their special talent and went on a sort of... binge. Tell me. Do you have a place to stay?"
>She's starting to look a little flustered.
>"Look, do you wanna buck or not?"
>You put on a more serious tone.
"Answer the question."
>She looks a little scared now.
>"N-No..."
"And when was the last time you had a proper meal?"
 
 
>"A... a few months ago..."
>You shake your head and put your fake cheery accent back on.
"That won't do! Come! We shall have a most delightful time. I know this restaurant that's absolutely to DIE for. I insist you join me."
>She slowly walks up to your side.
>You smile at her.
"Now, follow me. If I recall it was this way."
>About an hour later, you're still looking for the damn restaurant.
>You let out a sigh.
"I'm sorry miss, but it seems that I can't recall where it was located..."
>"Hey, look, It's fine. I wasn't trying to get something to eat."
>She turns to leave, and that's when you spot it.
"A-HA!"
>She jumps.
"Found you!"
>She looks at your hand, and to where it's pointing.
>"Wait. The place you were talking about is Clyde's diner?"
>You smile.
>You drop the fake accent entirely, "Don't judge a book by its cover. Come on, let’s go."
>You walk inside the diner and ask for a booth.
>The waitress leads you to a table and seats you both.
>You assume she catches a glimpse of your companions flank, for as she walked away she was shaking her head.
>You pick up the menu.
"Choose anything you like. You can get as much as you want."
>"Anything? Really?"
"Yes, anything. But first. I must ask."
>She lets out a groan.
>"Let me guess, you want to know why I'm out on the streets bucking anything that moves for a place to stay?"
"No, actually. I want to know your name. That one's a story for later."
>"Well, wait. Really? Wow, no one's asked for my name before... I'm Cheerilee."
"It's nice to meet you Cheerilee. I'm Anonymous. You can just call me Anon."
>She smiles.
>"It's actually kind of nice being called by my name instead of "slut" or "whore"..."
 
 
>You feel a pang of pity in your gut.
>How long has she been on the streets...?
>You said you would ask about that later. And you WILL.
>But right now, there is a waitress here waiting to take your order.
>W: "Alright, what'll it be?"
"Hmm, I'll have the Sweet Potato Pot Pie."
>C: "Ohh, That sounds good..."
"I'm telling you this in advance, the reason I like this place is because they serve meat. The pot pie I ordered has chicken in it."
>C "Oh... Is it possible to get it without chicken?"
>She looks at the waiter.
>W: "No, it isn't."
>You could tell that the waitress was just being biased.
"Really? There's NO way for you to leave out one simple ingredient?"
>W: "Hey, be grateful that I didn't throw you and your... whore out on the curb."
>You look to Cheerilee.
>She has a sad look on, and seems pretty down.
>C: "I.. I can leav-"
"Where the fuck do you come off to say that? You'd be doing the same thing as her if you couldn't get a job for having no Cutie mark. She's doing as much as she can to get by with as little as she can. Apologize. Now."
>The tone in your voice, and the fact that you have stated you're an omnivore has her freaked out.
>W: "Sorry miss. Yes, we can exclude the chicken. Anything else?"
>You can tell she wanted to leave.
"Yeah, I'd also like a Homosexual chicken sandwich."
 
 
>W: "What?"
"You heard me. I want a homosexual chicken sandwich on asexual bread with transexual cheese and bi-sexual Mayo.”
>W: "Bu.. I... How do we?"
"I don't know, I just want a damned homosexual sandwich!"
>W: "O..Okay."
>You turn to cheerilee.
>She's hiding a smile, and trying not to laugh.
"And for you?"
>C: "I think I'll have the vegetarian lasagna... Oh, can I get some cider?"
>She looks at you.
"I said anything you want."
>She lets out a squee and orders 3 more things off the menu.
>The waitress leaves in a hurry.
>You let out a chuckle.
"That was fun."
>"How do you know if all the things you ordered were what you wanted?"
"Oh, I won't. But the cook here knows me. It's kind of hard to forget me, with me being a 6' 2" ape."
>C: "You're a strange stallion... And.. Thanks for this... It's been a long time since I've had a laugh like that..."
>You give her a warm smile.
"Don't mention it."
>You two fall into a silence until a new waitress comes up.
>W: "The cook says "Hi" Anon, and if you could stop scaring the waitresses."
>She sets the food on the table.
>She backs up and looks at Cheerilee.
>W: "So she's the one she was talking about... It's a shame she's out on the streets... She'd make a nice waitresses. She has the look for it."
>She walks away.
>You two eat in silence.
>You finish your food at the same time as Cheerilee does.
>She was fast...
>She had twice the food as you, and still ate it all.
>You wave down the waitress and pay her the amount required plus 10 bits.
"Thanks for the food guys!"
 
 
>You and Cheerilee walk out.
>”Thanks again. You have no Idea what this meant..."
"I have a feeling."
>She turns to leave but you stop her.
"Where are YOU going?"
>"Back to that alley... That's where I live."
>You shake your head.
"Not for tonight. I mean, you're going to have to repay me for the food..."
>She has a shocked look on her face.
"Oh, come on. Not that way. For payment, I think I'll have you stay at my house for a while, at least until you learn what your talent is."
>You turn to lead her to your house when you’re stopped by her.
>She jumps up and hugs your waist.
>"I've never met someone as kind as you here..."
>You pat her head and lead her to your house.
>Once you get inside, you lead her to your shower.
"I'm not implying anything, but you stink.... No offense."
>"None taken... It's been a long time since I had a nice shower."
>She strips off her clothes, which you grab and throw in the wash bin.
>You walk into your living room and turn on the sound system.
>You're greeted by Lithium by Nirvana.
>One of their best songs.
>Too bad you won't be able to hear any more of them...
>You go over and pick up one of your guitars, sit on your bed and start playing and singing along.
>In your moment of fun, you didn't notice that Cheerilee got out of the shower.
>The song ends and she speaks up.
 
 
>"Your voice. I knew I heard it somewhere before! You're the lead singer of Horseshoe Harlots!”
"Yeah, what of it?"
>"You're like, one of my favourite bands!
>You put on a smile, and set your guitar down on to the side.
"Alright, how about this. I'll tell you about the next time we have a show. You can get free tickets but only on one condition."
>"Oh! Tell me!"
"You have to meet me in the dressing room."
>Her smile drops.
>"Oh..."
"Your hair looks MUCH better that way, than it did when I first saw you!"
>"R...Really?"
"Oh yeah. I never did get all 'The bigger and frizzier your hair is, the cooler you are' gimmick. Then again, I never got the 80's."
>"Wait, what was that supposed to mean?"
"Uhh, nothing. Sorry."
>She puts on a smile.
>"That won't do..."
"What won-“
>Cheerilee shoves a hoof over your mouth and slowly pushes you onto your back.
>She slides a leg over and straddles your torso. Leaning forward, she brings her lips to meet your own. You’re still in a bit of shock so you kind of just lie there.
>You collect your wits and gently push her off you,[spoiler][/spoiler] “Woah… what are you doing?”
>“Making you feel good, just-”
“Hey,now, I’m just letting you stay here. I never asked for you to do this..”
>She starts drawing circles with her hoof on your chest and bites her lip slightly…
>Admitingly she was pretty cute....
>“I know, but… you’ve been so nice to me, so I just wanted to repay you.”
>You open your mouth to protest but she moves in and embraces you in another deep kiss.
>Instinct takes over this time and you wrap your arms around her and return the kiss but you still can’t shake that little feeling that you’re taking advantage of her.
>Breaking the kiss, she leans back slightly and gazes at you with those big green eyes.
“Look I… I can’t do this without feeling like I’m taking advantage of you. Ma-”
>”Sssshhh,” she pauses and kisses you again before slowly sliding down a little.
>“I’ll do my thing…” she brings her lips to your chest before sliding down a little further.
>“And you…” she somehow manages to kick your pants down your legs and slides down with them.
>“Just…” she pulls your boxers down to meet your pants and eyes your manhood with a mixture of hunger and wonder.
>Her breath cascades along you, making the hairs on the back of your neck stand on end.
>She takes you into her hoof and runs her tongue from base to tip, her eyes never once leaving your own, “relax.”
>You barely have a chance to catch your breath before she takes all of you into her maw.
>She pauses, letting her throat muscles clench and adjust to you before sliding all the way back up, stopping at the tip and putting her tongue to work.
>She bobs her head up and down, working her tongue the entire time and taking more and more with each descent.
>The thoughts from earlier still linger in the back your mind but you find that you just don’t care anymore.
>You reach a hand down and run it through her mane; she stops momentarily as you find her ear. You give it a light scratch before tweaking it with your fingers.
>She lets out a soft moan and her mouth shudders around you, sending waves of pleasure coursing up your spine.
>You start to thrust in time with her as you feel the ecstasy welling up inside of you.
“Cheerilee… I’m- *gasg* I’m going t…”
>This only motivates her further, increasing in speed and vigour, keeping your gaze locked with those beautiful green eyes of her.
>With one lust thrust, you finally hit release and lose yourself inside her maw. She works you for every drop you have to offer before finally letting you out with a slight *pop*.
>She looks up at you with a small smile and licks her lips clean before swallowing and poking her tongue out at you.
>She withdraws her tounge and inches up to your chest.
>"That wasn't so bad, now was it?"
>She lays down next to you and puts her head on your chest.
"Now, I never said you could sleep here..."
>She lifts her head and gives you a look that says "seariously."
"Hey, I never said move."
>She smiles and puts her head back on your chest.
>You put your hand on her head and idly stroke it.
>After a few strokes she falls asleep.
>Funny. She was so full of enrgy a few seconds ago.
>You try to gently move her head off of your chest.
>Once that's done, you get up and reclaim your boxers.
>You kick your jeans off to the side and take off your shirt.
>Throwing it into the same pile, you walk to the stereo and turn it down a little bit. You turn back to your bed to see Cheerilee looking at you.
>You put on a smile and walk to the head of your bed.
>You open the covers and get in.
>She lays next to you atop the covers.
>"Good night Anon..."
>You turn off the lights.
"Night, Cheerilee."
 
 
The Next Day.
>You slowly open your eyes and feel a weight on your stomach.
>You look down and see...
>Cheerilees cootch.
>Really? Come on.
>You reach down to her head, and shake her.
"Hey, it's time to get up."
>She starts mumbling something under her breath
"Come on, I have work in about 20 minutes."
>Again, she mumbles.
"Fine, be that way."
>You pick her up., and move her to the other side of the bed.
>You get up, and look at her.
>She looks so peaceful.
>You take off your boxers and walk to the bathroom.
>After you clean up, you walk out and see the cheerilee has gotten up.
>She seems a little grogy when she asks you for the time.
"The clocks right there..."
>You point to the anolog clock on the wall.
>She stares at it, eyes half open.
>"Was it say?"
>You let out a sigh.
"It's 8:10. I have to leave in 5 minutes."
>Her eyelids jolt open.
>"Where're you going? Do I have to leave?"
"Work, and if you want. I'm not forcing you to stay. And this reminds me."
>You walk to your night stand, and grab the spare key you kept in it.
>You get some string out, and put it though the loop on the key.
>You walk over to cheerilee and tie the necklace around her neck.
"This is a key to the house. I'm trusting it to you so if you decied you want to go somewhere, you can lock and unlock the door."
>She moves the key infront of her eyes with a hoof, and looks at it.