>”Mmmm, a-and what’s that, Anon?”
>You watch on in first person as your previous self clumsily pats the couch seat next to him.
“Iss a magic trick.”
>Octavia cocks an eyebrow at you.
>”D-don’t you need cards for a magic *hick* trick?”
>You shake your head.
>Octavia drunkenly shrugs and hops onto the couch you were sitting on.
>She stumbles a bit, but you quickly grab her hoof and hoist her up.
>”Thanks.”
>You smiles.
>”Now, w-watch this.”
>You extend your two hands, and do that ridiculous disappearing thumb trick for her.
>She giggles.
>”T-that’s actually kinda clever. I didn’t know y-you could do that.”
>You stop and smirk.
“Hands are pretty great, a-aren't they?”
>Octavia just smiles seductively at you, and gives you the oh so familiar bedroom eyes.
>”Y-you know, I can do a magic trick as well.”
“Oh yeah?”
>”Mhmm, iss called the disappearing pants trick.”
>You bite down on your tongue.
“I’m not sure t-that’s a very good *hick* magic trick, Octavia.”
>Octavia crawls onto your chest, not unlike a cat would do.
>She leans down and gently nibbles your bottom lip.
>Knowing where this is going, you break her advances.
>She seems upset at first, but smiles with delight as you lean your head up and pull her into a full kiss.
>After a few second, you break it, and recline back down onto the couch.
>That wasn’t the first time you two kissed this evening, but it was the first one that you personally instigated.
>Octavia, sensing it as a sign, bows her head down and undoes your jean’s button.
“Whoa there cowgirl!”
>You slide a finger underneath her chin, and raise her head back up to eye level.
“I said I don’t want to see your magic trick.”
>You say sternly.
>”Anon.”
>She places a hoof over your crotch area so you can’t redo the button.
>”W-we’re not going to have sex, okay?”
>Where was she going with this?
>“But, because Vinyl and I are your c-caretakers, we have to make sure that you’re taken care of.”
>She says just as sternly.
>”You NEED some release, and w-while you might fight it just to uphold your personal reputation of not doing a pony *hick*, I’m not going to let you, because I know what’s best for you.”
>You gulp.
“No, Tavi, listen, that’s not it.”
>You see her eyes gloss over.
>”Yeah, then what is it!?”
>You try pulling Octavia into a hug, but she dodges your advancing arms.
>”You… you really have no idea what you’re doing to me, do you?”
>You heart shattered at those words.
“Octavia...”
>A tear runs down her cheek, before coming to an end at the bottom of her chin.
>”I can understand that you’d much rather be with another actual human, I see that, but you’re the ONLY HUMAN HERE!”
>She takes a deep breath.
>”You’d rather live out the rest of your days alone and in solitude then be with somepony that could hold you close at night, take care of you when you’re sick, comfort you when you’re down, and enjoy your presence unconditionally no matter what?”
>She shakes her head.
>”Every day you break my heart, Anon…”
“Octavia… I love you, I love you more than you could possibly understand, I love you more than all the stars in the sky or sand on the beach, it’s just… I just…”
>”Can’t come to terms with fucking a pony?”
>You take a deep breath.
>”Then let me help you.”
>She take your zipper into her mouth, but you don’t stop her. How could you stop her now?
>She brings the little piece of metal down, and slides your pants off your legs.
>You look away, slightly embarrassed that Anon Jr. is already revealing himself under your boxers.
>Truth be told, you DID want this.
>Octavia smiles, seeing your excitement build underneath your underwear.
>”Don’t lie to me, Anon, you wanted this all along.”
>You bite your bottom lip, ostracizing you from saying anything.
>Slowly, Octavia takes the band of your boxers in her mouth, and starts pulling them down.
>Your dick begs for release, and finally, she stretches the fabric past it, allowing your bone to instantly shoot up and boop her on the nose.
>She giggles, and finishes pulling your boxers down, granting them rest upon your pants.
>”Just enjoy yourself, Anon. Momma’s going to take good care of you.” She says meaningfully before shooting her tongue out towards the base of your shaft.
>You gasp at the sudden and foreign sensation of someone else touching your dick.
>She looks up, and locks eyes with you before moving her tongue upwards towards your tip.
>It felt so wrong, but at the same time, it felt oh so right.
>Once she reaches your tip, she moves herself back slightly.
>”Feel free to grab my head if you want, sweetheart.” She says, before instantly plunging her mouth down upon your cock.
>You gasp again, this one a lot louder and more intense.
>The feeling was impossible to describe, her experienced horse tongue swirled around your shaft as she pushed herself deeper and deeper upon your rod.
>She didn’t quite hilt, but made a damn good effort as you see a couple tears well up in her eyes.
>She brings her head up again, trailing your dick with her tongue on the way.
>She holds her position at your tip for a couple seconds before plunging her mouth down again, bobbing her head up and down repeatedly on your shaft.
>In a series of moans and gasps you try to express your utmost satisfaction
“Oh.. O-Octavia-a, i-if you keep that up *moan* I-I’m going to cum right into your p-pretty little throat.”
>She takes that as a sign, and quickens her pace, trying harder and harder with each repetition to make it to your base.
>You reach a hand up, and curl a few fingers in her hair, making sure to rest your palm against her skull.
>Each time she went down, you aided her by pressing you hand down upon her head.
>The gaging and slurping noises only made you harder, and she didn’t seem to mind the extra force.
“Ah- Octavia, I l-love you.”
>You say, as you feel a pressure build up from deep within your loins.
>Octavia sensed it too, and tried even harder to go faster and stronger, milking you for your precious seed.
>The only noise you were able to make were a series of shaky, quick gasps.
“Tavi, I’m going to… I’m going to cum!”
>You tried to hold it down for as long as you could, but finally, your body's need for procreation rivaled your holding force, and you felt a torrent of cum shoot up from your within balls.
>With both hands, you slammed Octavia head upon your member, and shot your enormous load into her throat.
>Her eyes shot open, as her only chose of action was to swallow every drop that left your shaft.
>*Gulp* *gulp* *gulp*
>You almost felt bad for her, as your amount was particularly large.
 >Finally, after you felt your dick had been milked dry, you let go of her head and fall back into the couch, riding out the afterglow of possibly your best orgasam ever.
>Octavia gasps for breath on top of you, swallowing the last bit of cum she was holding in her mouth.
“Tavi, I sorry, I-”
>She looks up at you and puts a hoof to your mouth.
>”Don’t be, so long as that felt good for you, I’m happy.”
>You smile, then pull her into a hug.
“Octavia, I love you.”
>She wraps her hooves around you, returning the hug.
>”I love you too, Anon.”
>Your vision starts to waver, and blackness tugs at the corners of your eyes.
>At first you didn’t know what was going on, but as the blackness sets into the rest of your vision, you start to regain your memories.
>Ugg…
>The first thing you notice when you come to is a slight headache.
>”Anon…”
>You open your eyes, and starting back at you is a highly embarrassed Twilight.
>”Anon, I’m sorry, I-”
>You put a finger up to her lips to shush her, like Octavia did with you.
“S’okay Twilight, no need to be embarrassed, you did give me a fair warning afterall.”
>She nods slightly, and runs a hoof across the ground.
>You sigh exacerbately, and run a hand through your hair.
“What the hell did just I do?”
>You say shaking your head.
>”Anon, it’s okay. It’s obvious that she loves you, and you did what made her happy.”
>She says, her cheeks still blazing red.
“We were drunk, Twilight.”
>She sighs.
>”Well, what are you going to do about it?”
>You look back towards the city, and your apartment.
“I… I promised those two I’d be back in time for a celebratory toast. At this point, I think it might be best to make amends with Octavia. She probably remembers what happened, her being the more experienced drinker and all.”
>Now it was your turn to sigh.
>”I don’t want to keep you waiting… And uh… Great performance, Anon. I really look forward to the next one.”
>She says, obviously trying to change the subject to something slightly less awkward.
>You look back down at Twilight and smile.
“Thanks Twi, infact, I was thinking of heading back into Ponyville for a week or so sometime soon, catch up with all my old friends and whatnot.”
>Twilight instantly sports a huge grin.
>”Oh Anon, I’m sure they’d love that! Make sure to write me, I’ll plan out something special.
“Or Pinkie will.”
>”Or Pinkie will”
>You both say in unison.
>After sharing a laugh, you reach down and hug Twilight.
“I don’t want to keep you from missing your train, you better run along now, the next one isn’t for another couple hours.”
>Twilight sighs contently into your shoulder.
>”I know.”
>After breaking the hug, you both exchange farewells and head out on your separate ways.
>You flag down a carriage, and reflect on last night during the ride home.
>What should you say to Octavia?
>What if Vinyl finds out?
>You groan.
>This was all too much.
>After paying the drivers, you hop out and walk into your apartment.
>Like you guessed, Vinyl and Octavia were there, drinking champagne and waiting for you.
>”Anon!” Vinyl shouts when she sees you.
>She runs over and you scoop her into a hug.
>Octavia leans against the doorframe, sipping her drink.
>After setting Vinyl back down, you walk over to her.
>”Hey there Mr smooth hands.”
“Octavia, we need to talk.”