>Harsh sunlight beats down on your closed eyelids.
>The sound of your groans fill the room as the annoyance is enough to force you to slowly open your eyes.
>An odd sensation of stickiness peeling off your cheek tickles you as you lift your head up.
Uggg, morning already?
>It's difficult to see without your glasses.
>Your hands fumble around your desk, searching for wherever you might have misplaced them.
>It doesn't take long to find them, hidden underneath a few overturned pages of the erotic novel you were reading last night.
>As you place them securely on your face, you finally see the mess you've made of your desk and sigh.
I passed out again didn't I?
>You turn to your dresser mirror and see letters imprinted on one side of your face.
...Yup.
>Stretching with a yawn, you settle back in your seat and proceed to continue the story where you left off.
>You are Anon.
>And this is your life.
>All you've ever done is spent time perfecting the fine art that is seduction.
>Even after you found yourself suddenly in Equestria, who you are never changed.
>Some liked to call you a playboy, but you thought of yourself as more refined than that.
>There was more to wooing the other sex than a flashing some skin and saying a few empty words.
>You were proud of your skills, your knowledge and intuitiveness made for an unstoppable combination.
>Truly there was no member of the opposite gender that you couldn't bend to your whims.
>Unfortunately, the only members of the female persuasion in your immediate vicinity were now of the equine variety.
>Not that your powers of seduction were any worse for it, but creatures outside of your own species were not something you wanted to tempt fate with.
>Yet despite this, it would seem you still drew their attention anyway.
>In your rather short time living here, you had already inexplicably wooed the entire population of P0nyville.
>You were left with no choice but to stay here, holed up in your own homestead, away from the prying eyes of the town.
>It didn't matter though, so long as you had your stories to keep your mind sharp, you were happy.
>Flicking another page, you stand up and start walking to the bathroom.
>Book still in hand, you continue to read as you go about your morning routine.
>You may have all the time in the world, but it made no good to let it go to waste.
>After you get dressed, you make your way downstairs and move into the kitchen.
>A few slices of toast is all you need to keep your body running smoothly, the story you had picked for today was rather interesting and garnered far more of your time on your list of priorities.
>The tale was about a young stallion that was thrust into a situation where he had to make an impossible choice between his loved ones.
>Reading the pages one by one, you begin to mumble to yourself like you're want to do, your mouth still full of toast.
Such a fool, you could've avoided this scenario if you hadn't been so wishy-washy with each of them.
>Even if the tale was a cliche' one, there was still things to be learned by watching others mistakes.
>Swallowing the last of your food, you take a sip of water and flip to the next page.
>The first words out of the protagonist's mouth grab your attention.
>'I'd like to see you do better!'
...Hmmm.
>Your brow furrows a little, but the next line is of one of his female companions berating him for his shoddy craftsmanship on the project they were both working on.
>They had been working on it for almost a whole week, and he still hasn't told her he was lying about his level of skill to impress her.
>You let out another groan and sigh.
If you had asked Quick Strike for assistance you could have impressed Tulip while earning points with both of them.
>Resting your head on your free hand, you turn the next page with your thumb.
>'You think you know everything don't you?'
>The words cause you to pause for a moment.
>Blinking a few times, you read the next line.
>Seems he's lashing out at his companion now.
>Tulip begins to cry from his forcefulness.
>Despite that, he continues to berate her, venting his frustration.
>The situation is quickly going downhill for our would-be hero.
God what are you doing man? If you self-destruct now it'll takes months to repair the damage.
>Another yawn, another turn of the page.
>'You sure talk a lot for someone who lives alone.'
>His words strike a nerve with you.
>You stop reading, for the next minute you simply stare at that one line.
>Sitting up straight, you don't bother reading the rest of the dialogue, instead using your resting hand to slowly skip to the next page.
Am I just-
>The first line sticks out like a sore thumb.
>'Oh, figured it out have you?'
>Next page.
>'Or are you just the type that likes to spoil stories? Though who could blame you, this one is rather lackluster if I do say so myself.'
>You close the book in annoyance.
Alright I give, what kind of Equestrian bullshit is it this time?
>Silence is all that answers you, so you simply hold the book idly above you.
I'm not holding a conversation with a god damn book, show yourself already.
>The sound of chuckling soon fills the air.
>"Oh pish paw, you seemed to be having a grand time talking to yourself until I arrived."
>You feel the veins in your forehead flex as your frustration begins to come to a boil.
What I do in -private- is my own business!
>As you say that, the cover of your book morphs into the face of Discord.
>"You know, for such a supposed "ladies' man" you really are a drama queen."
>Digging into your pocket, you pull out a box of matches and strike a flame, raising it up to the book.
Out!
>All this does it elicit a light chuckle from the otherworldly being.
>"Oh please, as if that would do anything."
>Wiping a single tear of mirth from his eye, the annoying creature pulls himself out of the book like he was simply slipping through an open window.
>Satisfied, you flick out the match flame before it causes any harm.
>"Now where were we, ah yes how could I forget?"
>With the sanctity of your book secured, you go back to reading it while you converse.
>Except... a few pages are now nothing but jumbled up letters.
>You click your tongue in clear frustration.
What do you want Discord?
>As you try to ignore him, his snake like torso slinks its way in front of you, demanding your attention.
>"Well you see, I've been quite -bored- as of late."
>You turn your head away from him.
Heaven forbid.
>Your words drip with sarcasm, but if he picked up on it; he didn't seem to care.
>"As it turns out, my dear old friend Shutterfly has become quite infatuated with you."
>It didn't surprise you, pretty much every p0ny you've met has fallen for you, despite your efforts otherwise.
>"Now, I think I'm a rather well adjusted and fair person, so I wouldn't -possibly- think of getting between the two of you."
>He pulls out a picture of you and Fluttershy and slowly slices down the middle with one of his claws, separating it in half.
>"But imagine my surprise when I discovered that not only were you leading on my dear, DEAR, Shutterfly, but also the rest of those silly "Elements of Harmony"."
>You stand up and begin preparing your things, you already had a good grasp on where this was going.
That's not my problem, I told them I wasn't interested.
>Before you can react, a fuzzy lion paw pinches your cheek.
>"Oh but you see, I can't just leave it as is, why I couldn't possibly rest easy when poor Shutterfly is crying herself to sleep every night."
>You smack his hand away from you.
>"So I have a proposal, an idea, a game if you will!"
>With each pause, a clone of him spawns to finish the others sentence.
>Taking your jacket off the rack, you fling it on and prepare to go outside.
>As you do so, he magically poofs your jacket out of existence.
>"But I haven't even told you how to play yet!"
>You needed to go shopping anyway, and you might as well return some books to Twilight while you're at it.
Don't know, don't care.
>As you lay your hand on the doorknob, the sneaky creature blocks your exit.
>"You think you're such hot stuff, but I know the truth."
>You pause your attempt to exit and silently stare daggers into him.
>"The only reason you're alone is because you're -scared-."
>He reaches over and pokes you in the nose.
>Looking directly at him, your eyes become overshadowed and dark.
>You could feel your frustration building.
>Before you answer him, you push him out of the way.
I'm leaving.
>As you step out the door, you accidentally walk into a complete void.
>Eyes wide in surprise, you immediately turn around, but your empty door frame now leads to the same empty expanse.
>Suddenly, you feel him leaning on your shoulder as he openly chuckles.
>"Oh Anon, you are so funny! Who said you have a choice?"
>You stand still, staring at the floor.
>What else could you do? You were trapped now.
>"So here's what I had in mind, we play a little game."
>Discord picks his ear a little, flicking away dust before continuing.
>"You have to use whatever means at your disposal to seduce each of the mares behind these doors."
>With a snap of his finger, six color coordinated doors sprout up from the ground in a circle around the both of you.
>"If you can't, or one of them manages to win you over first, you'll be forced to spend the rest of your lives together."
>He claps his hands together and giggles like a giddy school girl.
>"Doesn't that sound fun?"
>You shrug him off and begin to examine each door.
>Each one is clearly fashioned after one of the elements of harmony.
>As you turn, you spot a yellow door with butterflies on it.
And what if I end up settling for Fluttershy smart guy?
>In the blink of an eye, the draconequus is next to the yellow door, sadly rubbing the outer frame.
>"Come now Anon, if Shutterfly is happy, I'm happy. I would never stand in the way of my dear friend's happiness."
>A halo hanging from a piece of string appears above his head as you roll your eyes and blow a raspberry.
Right, and if I refuse to play along?
>He stares at you for a moment before putting a hand on his chin, most likely feigning thought.
>"I hadn't really thought of that to be honest, well you could just stay here for eternity I suppose, but that isn't very fun at all."
>You shake your head in annoyance, that clearly wasn't an actual option, you wish he'd stop playing around already.
>Suddenly a light bulb appears above his head instead, which he promptly clicks off.
>"Oh I know! How about I take your favorite toy instead?"
>With another flick of his finger, an image of you as a gender bent version of yourself appears in your hand.
>You're making a seductive pose in it.
>"If you don't want to play along, I could offer you this nice form instead, doesn't that sound like barrels of fun?"
>You suddenly feel his serpent like body coiling around you.
>"If it's not to your liking, all you have to do is win~!"
>Ignoring him, you turn around start walking towards what you presume to be Twilight's door.
>"It shouldn't be that hard, after all, who knows how to play the game of lust better than you?"
>As you walk towards it, you feel a rough bird claw reach around and trail along your chin.
>"That is, unless you really aren't the man you think you are."
>Calmly lifting the picture of your transgender self up, you shred it straight down the middle.
You can spout all the garbage you want-
>Tossing the pieces aside, you bust the purple door wide open with a swift kick.
>Discord stares at you, you could almost swear he was honestly surprised.
-But do not underestimate the element of seduction.
>As you step into the hallway finally released from his slithery grasp, you hear an ominous laugh from behind you.
>"Oh this will be ~good~."
 
>As you make your final step into the hallway, you hear the door slam shut behind you.
>Turning around, you grab the knob and give it a quick shake.
>Locked.
>Despite busting it open earlier.
>Guess you'll be stuck here until the deed is done.
>No matter, you'll get Twilight to admit her love for you or whatever and make quick work of the rest of them.
>Walking down the seemingly never ending hallway, you look around.
>Windows shine moonlight into the sparsely lit area, but you know it would be pointless to try and escape through them.
>With a sigh, you trudge on.
>It doesn't take long before you reach what must be the end.
>A rather extravagant wooden door blocks your passage.
>You knock on it twice, but receive no reply.
>With no other choice, you grab hold and fling it open.
>A huge gust of wind blows past you, followed by a blast of blinding light.
>Turning away, you shield your eyes until the sound of whooshing wind speeding past your ears finally stops.
>As it comes to a halt, you hear a voice from inside the room.
>"Please, come in."
>Blinking a few times, your eyes readjust to the new scenery.
>Twilight is sitting at a large desk at the very end of what seems to be a very extravagant classroom, right next to a black board.
>"I've been waiting for you to arrive Mr. Anonymous, not many students sign up for the extra curricular studies."
>Stepping inside, you slowly walk to the front of the class.
>There's no individual desks, only large seating benches like you had in university.  
>Even something as mundane as that has an element of art and fanciness about it.
>This must be what the schools in Canterlot look like.
>You calmly make your way down as Twilight patiently waits for you.
>Taking a seat at the front row, you take stock of what would essentially be your "opponent".
>To your surprise, Twilight was looking better than you'd ever seen her before.
>A sharp looking dress, a pair of thin glasses.
>She even has her hair done in a business-like bun.
>You close your eyes and calmly smirk as you whisper to yourself.
Ah, I see where this is going.
>Digging through your thoughts, you pick the appropriate personality.
>Satisfied, you raise your hand and shake it with enthusiasm.
>"Yes Anon? A question already? I do love eager students~."
>You show her an innocent smile and put on your best polite attitude.
What are we going to be studying today Ms. Sparkle?
>Encouraged by your eagerness, she smiles brightly.
>"I'm glad you asked! Today we'll be studying-"
>In a flash of purple light, the blackboard is completely covered in chalk diagrams.
>"-Pony anatomy~!"
>It begins.
 
>Hours pass by as Twilight explains every part of the female body in uncut, explicit detail.
>It's been so long, yet she's still going on about the intricacies of every orifice.
>Her lecture is wearing you down, so much so that you accidentally bump your head on your desk as you nod off slightly.
>The sound of chin hitting wood, rudely interrupts her.
>"Mr. Anonymous, are you paying attention."
>Sitting up straight in a hurry, you scratch your head in embarrassment.
Gee Ms. Sparkle, I don't think I'm getting the hang of this stuff at all...
>Gasping, she teleports eerily close in your comfort zone.
>"Oh no, that won't do at all! You need to study hard or else-"
>In a flash of purple light, you suddenly find yourself naked and laying on a bed.
>"-You won't pass the test~!"
Ms. Sparkle, what are you-
>She silences you with a kiss.
>"If lectures won't work, we just need to take a more -hands on- approach."
>Using her magic, she lifts one of your hands and gently forces you to touch her nether region.
>"Now then, lets review shall we, what are these called?"
>You audibly gulp as you steel your nerves.
Y-Your "teats" right?
>She giggles and gives you another peck on the lips.
>"That's right! See, you're already learning."
>Biting her lower lip, she makes you slowly rub them all over.
>"Go ahead and squeeze them, they won't bite."
>Releasing her grip on you, she lets you fondle her on your own.
>For some reason, you're panting even more than she is.
>"Vvvvery good Anon, you really are a quick learner."
>You nervously try to answer her.
I try my hardest... heh-heheh.
>As you let out a laugh that was more akin to a whimper, Twilight blushes and rubs her cheek against you.
>"You are so precious! I wish all my students were as smart as you."
>When you try to keep going, your hands are seized once more.
>"Now then~ Onto the next lesson."
>Soon enough, you start feeling your hands being dragged even lower, until they're firmly placed against her delicate folds.
>"Now Anon, can you tell me what-hnng... what that is?"
>Rubbing the spot gently, you turn your head away in stubborn embarrassment.
Your... vulva... right?
>You continue to rub, eliciting more moans from the purple mare.
>"Yes, YES, haaa... that's right."
>Pushing further, she makes you slip past her folds, until your fingers rest on a small nub.
>"And this?"
Your c-clitoris?
>"Perfect, you get an A+."
>Panting as she tries to hold back her moans, her horn starts to glow again.
>"You deserve a reward."
>Before you realize what's happening, you feel your penis being positioned below her.
>You didn't even notice you were erect already.
M-Ms. Sparkle? What are you doing?
>Panting, she looks down as she lines the both of you up.
>With her magic, she removes her glasses and undoes her hair tie, letting it fall free.
>"It's time for the final exam."
>In one quick thrust, she slams you into her, straight up to the hilt.
>Both of you let out loud gasps in unison.
>You had thought she was going to take things slowly, but her excitement must have gotten the best of her.
>"Haaa... Haaa, I hope you're ready."
>Without waiting for your reply, she begins bobbing her hips up and down along your shaft.
>"How is it Anon? How does it feel to insert your penis into my vaginal canal?"
>Your fingers dig into the bed sheets as you let out a moan.
Oh god, it feels amazing!
>She immediately sticks her tongue deep into the back of your mouth, another "reward" for your answer.
>When she's satisfied, she pulls back, panting as she leaves a hanging trail of saliva.
>"Good, good, now -Pop- quiz!"
>You open your eyes and look at her, not expecting another surprise.
>"Do you, do you feel that rough spot, touching you deep inside?"
>Unsure of what she's talking about, you do your best to keep up with her.
>"Hnnng, it's so good, are you feeling it Anon?"
>Scrunching your eyes shut, you do your best to focus.
>With every thrust, the tip of your head brushes against a tender spot, different from the rest.
Ye-Yeah, I feel it Ms. Sparkle, I feel it!
>"Good, keep, touching, it."
>Every time she slams down on you, she moans more and more.
Ms. Sparkle, I think I'm gonna-
>At your prompt her screams magnify.
>"YES, YES, THAT'S IT! CUM WITH ME, CUM WITH ME ANON!"
>It feels like your on the brink, when suddenly... something clicks.
>Something about her screams.
>There it is, you see it.
>The last piece of the puzzle.
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qERgNQc4EOA
 
>In that moment your face, once covered in sexual bliss, now returns to its much more composed state.
>The sudden change elicits a surprised stare from your companion.
>She doesn't know yet, but she's already lost.
I don't know about you, but I think it's time for this little charade to finally come to an end.
>Looking away, she tries to ignore your confident stare as she keeps thrusting down on you.
>"Ha... haaa... wh-what do you mean?"
>You smile as beads of sweat drip down her face, a clear sign her stamina is waning.
>Yours on the other hand, is still in peak condition.
Come on Twilight, you can't tell me you haven't realized it yet.
>Despite your goading, she looks as clueless as ever.
>"I... haaa... I don't understand, how are you not finished by now?"
>Adjusting your glasses, you let out a quick chuckle.
I have to admit, you did well with your research, that anatomy lesson was quite thorough.
>Her concentration starts to slip, her thrusting slowing down as she begins to reach her limit.
But there is one fatal flaw with your plan, isn't there?
>Her eyes open wide, her body jumping in surprise as you grab hold of her hips.
>There's a moment of silence as you halt each others movement.
>"You can't mean-"
>Grinning from ear to ear, you slowly begin to thrust into her on your own as you chide at her mischievously.
That's right! You never got you the chance to study -me- personally did you?
>She lets out a gasp of realization.
And I'm afraid to say-.
>Leaning over, you whisper seductively into her ear.
-You underestimate the human libido!
>Before she can prepare herself, you push yourself into her and pound her box faster than she's ever experienced.
>"Im-Impossible, none of the texts mentioned this, with all that foreplay-hnnngg... you should've released your seed almost immediately!"
>You openly laugh out loud.
Oh I'm only getting started you little school filly, and I'm afraid to say there's some things that can't be taught by a book!
>Despite biting down on her own hoof, her moans echo out in the room as you bring her near the brink.
It's time I taught you a real lesson, a lesson best experienced FIRST HAND!
>Pumping into her until her crotch is nothing but a frothing mess, she pleads to you.
>"No, no stop, I'm begging you."
>You grin as her muscles clamp down on you.
>"I. Can't. Keep. Uuuuuuuupppp!"
>Leaning her head back, her body is wracked by one powerful orgasm after another.
>"Nyaaaaaaaah!"
>Her cries of joy reach several different octaves as they echo in the room.
>In that moment, you feel the warm sensation of fluids running down your legs.
>It's not long before all of the tension in her body leaves her.
>Giving her back support, you gently lay her down on the bed.
>She looks up at you while panting, her eyes half-lidded in a daze.
Looks like the teacher has become the student.
>Too tired to resist you, you listen as she lets out a tiny whimper of defeat.
>"Nooouuu..."
>Trailing off, she quickly falls asleep.
>With a gentle smile, you lean down and kiss her cheek.
There there, rest now, you did your best.
>Stealthily removing yourself from the bed as to not wake her, you clean yourself up and get dressed.
I think it's time to take my leave.
>Heading out the way you came, you find yourself stepping into black abyss.
>Eventually you find yourself waking up back where you started.
>Your stamina drained, you take a moment to sit and think.
>Looking around at each of the doors, you ruminate on which challenge to take next.
>As you sit there with your thoughts, a little voice enters your ear.
>"Defeated Twilight so soon?"
>A miniature version of Discord appears on your shoulder, laying down on it like it was some kind of bed rest.  
>"She always was the type to finish things on her own wasn't she?"
>Ignoring him, you settle on a decision.
>Standing up, you walk to the opposite side of the room and set your hands on the door.
>The white color and diamond motif practically shouts which choice it is.
>"Oh? Already down for another? I must admit you're quite the virile young buck aren't you?"
>Placing your hand on the knob, you twist it.
Stuff it.
>As you open the door, you stare down the empty space and mutter under your breath.
One down, five to go.