Title:           Abs0lute L0ve - #3
Author:          Slasher_Science
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First Edit:      Friday 25th of January 2013 03:32:08 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Friday 25th of January 2013 03:32:08 PM CDT

>You are Twilight Sparkle.
>And you are tired.
>Three all-nighter's will do that.
>You check yourself out in the mirror
>Bags under the eyes
>Mane in chaos
>Eyes bloodshot
>You open your mouth wide and stick out your tongue
>What a mess.
Bah
>You had no one to impress.
>And more books to read.
>Did you smell bad?
>You bend your head and sniff under your front leg
>Some musk
>But not so bad.
>A bath could wait.
>When did you become such an extreme shut-in?
>Probably about a week after Anon disappeared...
>You had been pretty depressed after the loss of a good friend and slight crush.
>But not as bad as Sweetie Belle...
>Poor girl.
>She hadn't taken it very well.
>And wouldn't tell a soul what happened.
>She was different.
>VERY different.
>In fact
>She's on your couch right now.
>No way you could forget her being there.
>It's where she's come back to pass out every morning for the past few weeks.
>You walk over to her and jab her side.
Sweetie Belle. Wake up. Hey, get up.
>She groans and rolls over.
>Her mane looks worse than yours.
>Her face is a mess of smeared makeup.
>She's still wearing her fishnet stockings.
>There's a swelling around her eye she's poorly tried to cover up with makeup.
>Some stallions were a little too eager.
 
 
>It was strange housing a prostitute in your house.
>It was even more strange that this prostitute was your friend who you had watch grow up.
>But you were her only option.
>After that fallout with Rarity...
>Whatever Anon had done
>Whatever the reason he had disappeared from Ponyville
>It had broken Sweetie Belle.
>At first she turned to alcohol.
>When that was starting to become a problem, you and the girls had all done an intervention.
>And tried to set her up with several nice stallions.
>Her self esteem plummeted
>Her old cheerfulness faded
>It was like she was a shell.
>Then she began sleeping around.
>For money.
>That was the point where her and Rarity had fought.
>Sweetie Belle showed up at your house the next morning.
>Wearing torn clothes, tear stained makeup and walking bowlegged.
>Town whore.
>That's what ponies whispered about her.
>Well today
>Today you decide is the day that all changes.
Sweetie Belle get up. Now.
>You lift her with magic.
>She struggles weakly, "leave me alone..."
>You carry her to the bathroom.
>She needs this.
>Somewhere behind those dull eyes, you know she's just pleading for help.
>The shower turns on
>You throw her under the spray rather forcefully.
>She gasps and scrambles to get out.
>But you push her down.
>Her mane becomes wet and hangs in her eyes.
>"Twilight what are you doing?!"
>Her legs flail.
Helping my friend.
>After a while she stops fighting.
>She just lays under the spray with her mane in her eyes.
I'm going to help you get better Sweetie Belle.
>"I'm alright. I'm doing good! I have a date tonight."
You mean a client.
>"He fucks me, I don't talk, he helps me get rent money for the month, what's the difference?"
>You slap her.
>This was not Sweetie Belle.
>You slap her again.
>This was not okay.
>She blocks her face as you attempt to strike her over and over.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT HAPPENED BETWEEN YOU AND ANON, BUT WE'RE GOING TO FIND HIM AND WE'RE GOING TO FIX THIS!
 
 
>You are Anon.
>It has been a few months since you left Ponyville.
>Since you left Sweetie Belle on that train.
>Months of wandering around Equestria.
>You sit in a bar now.
>Sipping on some cider.
>Did you regret your decision?
>Yes.
>Every day you remembered
>Sweetie Belle in a wedding dress
>Leaning out the train window
>Calling your name.
>You drain your drink.
>You knew you were a coward.
>An absolute coward.
>The little filly you watched grow up
>Helped raise
>Had been pushed away and denied by you.
>"And here I thought you were dead."
>You look over and see a pony sitting next to you at the bar.
Cheerilee?
>She smiles and pushes another mug of cider towards you.
What are you doing here?
>This town was a good train ride away from Ponyville.
>She sips her own drink, "I'm on vacation. What's your excuse?"
>You look into your mug.
I guess I'm running.
>"From danger?"
No
>"From unhappiness?"
Well no not really-
>"So what is it then?"
>You don't look at her.
From commitment.
>She smiles slyly.
>"That's what I figured. It must have been something to do with why she changed like that."
>You look at her in shock.
Who? Sweetie Belle?! What happened?
>Cheerilee drinks deeply.
>"After you left, she came back. She stopped coming to school, which you left unannounced by the way jerk."
>She shakes her head at you.
So she was pretty upset huh?
>"That's an understatement! You know what she's doing now?"
>Now she looks a bit angry.
>"You ruined that little one Anon, now she's out on the streets at night sucking stallions off for a few bits. She doesn't speak with her sister anymore and her friends haven't seen her in weeks."
>You grip your cup tight.
It's... I didn't want her to take what I did the wrong way...
>She tosses her drink in your face.
>"You're a real piece of work."
>Her accusing eyes bore into you.
>What did she know?
>She hadn't been there.
>She wasn't in your shoes.
>"You go ahead and keep running Anon."
>Cheerilee stands and puts on her saddlebags.
>"I better not see you anywhere near Ponyville though or next time it will be more than a drink thrown in your face. Coward."
>You sit soaked as Cheerilee leaves.
>That word rings through your head.
>Coward.
 
 
>You are Twilight Sparkle.
>The first step was to get Sweetie cleaned up.
>Start at the base.
>So you drag her to Carousel Boutique.
>"I'm NOT going in there!"
>Sweetie Belle uses her own magic to fight against your pull.
>How cute.
>She thinks she can best your magic.
>You are entirely too tired to deal with this bullshit.
Too bad. Quit being a stubborn sissy.
>You knock on the door.
>"No! No! Let me go!"
>Rarity answers.
>"Oh, Twilight you're out of your library! And you brought..."
>She glares at her sister
>"The village whore."
>Sweetie Belle glares back
>"At least ponies like a whore more than an icy bitch."
>You planned for this.
>You shut both of them up with magic.
We're going inside. To talk. Like civil ponies.
>Rarity turns her nose up and walks back inside swaying her hips.
>You drag Sweetie in.
 
 
>The two glare at eachother from across the room.
>Sparks crackle over their horns.
I want you to give Sweetie Belle a makeover.
>"WHAT?!" they both speak in unison then continue their nasty-look battle.
Rarity, I want you to doll her up.
>Rarity smirks, "Twilight I'm good, but you can't expect me to do much with THAT mess!"
>Sweetie Belle paws at her smeared makeup and flushes.
>"I don't want her touching me."
>You stomp
>Allowing magic to crackle underhoof.
>You make your voice loud with magic
STOP ACTING LIKE FOALS! YOU!
>You point at Rarity and she flinches,
YOU WILL GIVE YOUR SISTER A MAKEOVER AND NOT COMPLAIN! AND YOU!
>Sweetie Belle looks unimpressed by your anger
YOU WILL SIT THERE AND ENJOY IT! DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?!
>You had some way to go, but Celestia had taught you well.
>Rarity huffs, "alright alright, no need to get your jennys ruffled..."
>She makes her way to her work room.
>You stomp and motion for Sweetie Belle to follow.
>The teen rolls her eyes and slinks after her sister.
 
 
>She looks MUCH better with the makeup washed off.
>Rarity starts working on her mane.
>She roughly drags a brush through Sweetie's locks.
>"What have you done with your mane?! Washed it with glue and mud?"
>Sweetie Belle winces, "Shut up! Ow! You did that on purpose!"
>You groan as you sit watching.
>Maybe you should have told them they just weren't allowed to speak.
>Rarity puts down the brush and dips Sweetie Belle's mane back into a basin of water.
>"So, how many stallions have you had inside of you?"
>Goddamn it
>You're about to interject but Sweetie speaks up
>"Only one. I use my mouth."
>She sticks her tongue out to Rarity, "so you've probably taken in more meat than I have."
>Rarity smiles coldly as she lathers Sweetie's mane with shampoo.
>"I thought your breath smelled a little salty."
>Sweetie Belle imitates her sister's smirk, "you must be real familiar with the smell since it's on your face after every night alone at the bar."
>They keep their eyes locked on eachother in a tense cold smile.
>God these sisters were weird.
>This was better than outright brawling though.
>So you let them have their moment.
>Rarity finishes with Sweetie's mane.
>She now looks like her older self again.
>It makes you smile.
>"Now THIS would look ravishing on you Sweetie Belle!"
>Rarity holds up a bottle of makeup.
>Sweetie Belle eyes it, "got anything in a darker shade?"
>Rarity begins rummaging through her stock, "I was hoping you'd ask!"
>Wait
>When the hell did they make up?!
>You shake your head in disbelief.
>Didn't expect it to happen this fast.
>You would never understand the way these two dramatic ponies worked.
>They didn't use logic like you
>They went completely off emotions.
>How silly.
>As Rarity digs through her drawers, Sweetie Bell looks over at you.
>Her face changes to a soft happy look.
>'Thank you' she mouths to you.
>Looks like this part of your work is done.
>You smile, get up and leave the two sisters alone.
>You go to the living room and lay on the couch
>And fall asleep.
 
 
>"Twiiiiilight,"
>"Oh Twiiiilight Spaaaaarkle!~"
>You groan and open your eyes.
>Rarity's face is close to yours.
>You yawn right in her face.
>She backs away and plugs her nose, "ugh what AWFUL morning breath!"
>You smack your lips and sit up.
What's up?
>She holds her chin up
>"May I present, Sweetie Belle!"
>Sweetie Belle walks into the room.
>"My sister!" Rarity looks at her approvingly.
>Wow
>Sweetie Belle's coat is sparkling.
>Her hooves shine in the light.
>Her mane and tail have been straightened and look as soft as silk.
>Her makeup is done very conservatively, but still makes her look like some kind of model.
>You clop your hooves together and whistle
Great work Rarity! She looks beautiful.
>Sweetie Belle smiles and blushes
>"Yeah, thanks sis..."
>Rarity walks over and wraps her sister in a hug.
>"This had better work or else I'll know he must be gay."
>Sweetie looks confused, "what?"
>You get up,
Anon is going to be speechless when he sees you.
>Her confidence fades
>"A-Anon is gone. He l-left me. What are you talking about?!"
>You yawn again
Silly, I TOLD you, we're going to find him.
But first, you have to tell me exactly what happened between you and Anon.
 
 
>"Well, looks like he really is nowhere in Ponyville, let's go home."
>You freeze Sweetie Belle in magic before she can run.
We just left the house. Shut up and come on you coward.
>Sweetie Belle continues to protest.
>"I'm not a coward! He really doesn't want anything to do with me! He left me! I wasn't good enough for him so there's no point in trying to look for him no-"
>You flick her horn.
>She flinches.
>Her horn is rather big now for a regular unicorn.
>So you know it's extra sensative.
>Especially since she's in the middle of her growing phase.
Stop being so dramatic Sweetie Belle. You give yourself too little credit.
>"Huh?"
>You brush a hoof down her soft flank
You are a beautiful young pony. Any stallion would be lucky to have you. You have grown so well into your body.
>"But what does it matter? Anon doesn't think so..."
>You flick her horn again.
>That's kinda fun.
I know that's wrong. Sweetie I can guarantee he would agree with me that you are beautiful.
>She looks down
>"But he LEFT me!"
>You sigh
You keep thinking he left you because of your looks
But I'm telling you that's not it.
You scared him Sweetie Belle. He was backed into a corner and did what came natural.
>"Natural?"
Fight or flight. He was probably very conflicted.
>Sweetie Belle stares at her hoof.
So he's probably out there somewhere right now, drinking himself stupid, regretting ever letting you go and calling himself a coward.
>She smiles weakly.
>"I doubt that Twilight, but thanks anyways."
>You slide a leg around her shoulder.
So no more teenage angst. Let's go find your man and tell him how stupid he is.
 
 
>You are Anon.
>Your stubble makes you look like a vagabond.
>The backpack you carry your stuff around in doesn't help either.
>None of the ponies on the train want to sit next to you in fear of mugging, catching a disease or being raped.
>It wasn't THAT bad.
>You just had some stubble.
>It wasn't like you had dirty hair and clothes.
>You had just checked out of a motel with a washer and dryer.
>But now you're back on the train again.
>Still running
>Cheerilee was absolutely right.
>The night landscape flys by outside your window.
>You're nervous.
>And out of bits.
>The last of your savings had just been spent.
>You hope it will be worth it.
 
 
>You are Sweetie Belle.
>Everywhere
>You and Twilight have looked everywhere
>And not even one hint of Anon.
>It's night now.
We should go home...
>"No!"
>Twilight still hasn't lost her drive.
>She was a good friend.
>"Sweetie Belle?"
>The two of you see Cheerilee walking down the road.
Hello Ms. Cherrilee, what are you doing out here?
>Cheerilee smiles and looks you over, "you look much better Sweetie Belle. And I'm just returning from vacation."
>You thank her and talk a little about her trip.
>"But you'll never guess what happened on my way back!"
You graded some tests?
>She chuckles, "no, I saw someone who you might be interested to know is not far from Ponyville."
>Your eyes go wide
Are you... Talking about him?
>She nods and frowns, "he was drowning his sorrows in a bar and looked like he was living under a bridge like Kurt Coltbain."
Kurt Coltbaine?
>Cheerilee rolls her eyes, "sorry, just some famous musician from when I was a bit younger."
So where is he?!
>"Kurt? Oh he's dead honey, shot himself in the fa-"
No! I mean Anon!
>"Oh right! He's in Hoofington, about two train stops away!"
>You grab Twilight and take off.
 
 
>You are Anon.
>The train stops.
>You feel an unsettling twist in your guts as you gaze upon the familiar sight of the Ponyville train station.
>This is it.
>You collect your bag and get off.
>It was probably a risk to your life to come back.
>All these ponies probably hated you now.
>Cheerilee did threaten you.
>But you needed to do this.
>For yourself.
>For the one you hurt.
>There's a bustle as ponies clear the platform.
>You stand still letting ponies move around you like a boulder in a stream.
>The platform clears.
>You see her.
>Sweetie Belle comes running up the road with Twilight Sparkle.
>They stop.
>Sweetie Belle stares into your eyes breathing heavy.
>Tears begin to form.
>Twilight nudges her forward.
>She slowly takes a few steps looking up at you.
>You wave
I'm home.
 
 
>Sweetie Belle has you in a bone crushing hug.
>You can't tell if she's laughing or crying.
>Or both.
>Her body shakes against yours as the two of you embrace.
>She pulls her head back and looks into your eyes.
>Her green orbs sparkle in the moonlight.
You look beautiful...
>You run a hand through her mane finding it silky and smelling of fragrant flowers.
>She sniffles and presses her head back against you.
>"I- I'm so sorry... I was s-stupid!"
>You squeeze her tight.
No Sweetie Belle, I was stupid. I was a stupid coward.
>Her hooves rub small circles on your back.
>"But still, I shouldn't have tried to force you. I realize now how unfair it was. I've changed. I hope... I hope we can still be friends..."
>You let her go and pick up your bag again.
>You can't believe what you are about to do.
>She was going to cry for hours.
>Twilight might hit you.
>She stands over there with tears in her eyes.
>There would be no running once you said this.
>You look into you Sweetie Belle's eyes.
Sweetie, here's the thing...
>You gulp.
>She leans forward expectantly.
I... Can't be with you.
 
 
>You can see her world crumbling.
>Her legs look as though they will give out.
>Yours do.
>Your knees hit the wood below you.
I can't be with you
>She moans in pain
>Her eyes close.
>You put a palm on her cheek and reach into your bag.
I can't be with you unless you marry me.
>Her eyes shoot open.
>Twilight gasps.
>You hold up the ring you spent your last savings on and present it to her.
>Her eyes stare at the large diamond band in wonder.
>You smile and work your fingers against her cheek.
Will you marry me and make me the happiest only human in Equestria?
>She brings her horn forward.
>The ring slides around it.
>It comes to a rest and she looks up at it.
>"Y-Y-YES! YES I WILL MARRY YOU ANON!"
>She lunges forward to embrace you again.
>But you stop her.
>You lift her up by the flanks.
>Her legs wrap around you and the two of you kiss.
>You push your tongue into her mouth
>It feels wonderful.
>Sweetie moans into your mouth as the two of you kiss under the full moon.
>You break for air.
>Her face is frozen in a blissful look of wonder as her eyes rapidly scan your face.
I love you so much sweet stuff.
I couldn't stay away from you.
It took me a while to set myself straight
But
I know it more than any other thing in this world or my own,
I will always love you Sweetie Belle.
 
 
 
 
 
>The wedding takes place four days later.
>It's actually held at night.
>In a field.
>A field that always has an igloo and a snowman in it every snowfall.
>Pretty much all of Ponyville is there.
>And the princesses.
>It's very funny to actually see Luna get drunk and dance with Big Mac.
>Many sides were laid to rest that night.
>Rarity is the one to give you her sister's hoof.
>She made Sweetie Belle the most beautiful dress you had ever seen.
>Spike was your best man.
>You had quite the bachelor party with him the night before.
>The reception starts to wind down.
>You get up to the podium and wave.
>The ponies all go silent.
Thank you so much for coming and making this a wonderful night we'll never forget!
>You hug your wife close and everyone clops their hooves.
>"Freebird!" You hear Berry Punch shout from near the champagne table.
>Everyone laughs.
Ah, sorry, no songs this time, we have reservations at the castle for our honeymoon thanks to princess Celestia!
>There's a few cat calls and cheers.
>Sweetie Belle giggles
>"We put them in the soundproof suite!" Celestia announces.
>Roars of cheers and cat calls.
>Looks like both princesses don't hold champagne very well...
>You spend another twenty minutes giving thanks and goodbyes, then finally get in one of Celestia's chariots and take off.
>Sweetie Belle rests her head against your side as the noght air tussles her hair.
>"I'm glad she put us in the soundproof suite..."
>Wasn't that a joke?
>You feel Sweetie's hoof slide over your groin.
>She leans up and breathes hot breath into your ear
>"Because I'm a screamer."
 
 
>That suit is off faster than a sonic rainboom.
>You don't even close the door of your suite.
>You drop all your luggage, take off your clothes, pick up Sweetie Belle and slam her on the massive bed.
>She laughs, "hold on killer! I still have this big dress on."
>You help her get it off.
>She flops back onto the bed.
>Her seductive eyes beckon you
>"I've waited for years, and now I get to have you inside me..."
>Boner is at 100%
>You crawl over her and kiss up her neck.
>She leans to the side giving you more access.
>You use a hand to brush over her belly.
>Her nipples are as hard as you.
>You give one a pinch and she yips.
>You kiss her horn and she shivers.
>"Let me fuck you Anon..."
>She's drenching the sheets.
>Her stomach is heaving.
>Her eyes are wide and hungry.
>She pushes you to your back.
What are you-
>Her mouth is around your shaft.
OOOOOHHHHH!
>The entire length slides down her throat.
>Her mane falls around her face and she brushes it back.
Oh god sweets that's...
>Her tongue does zig-zags and twirls around you.
>Her head bobs up and down and you hear her gagging noises.
>Her saliva connects to your skin in tendrils.
>You cup the back of her head and massage her silky mane.
>You tense
Sweetie I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum!
>She only bobs faster.
>You lift your ass up
Ahhhh!
>Your seed sprays against the back of her throat.
>She clamps down, allowing none to escape.
>You grip handfulls of her mane and ride it out.
>Finally you shoot the last bit over her tongue and gently tap her head.
>Your wife lets you slide out and swallows breathing heavy.
>"Human cum tastes delicious!"
>You laugh, trying to catch your breath.
>She was fucking amazing at that.
>You only hope you can return the favor.
>She turns over and presents herself to you.
>"I loved pleasuring you dear, but no more foreplay, I want you to make me scream!"
>You were going to return the favor, but it looks like she means business.
>You smile and walk forward on your knees.
With pleasure.
 
 
>You slide two fingers in
>Her wet lips pull at you
>She squeals and pushes her rump back against your hand
>"Yeah~" she whinnies "oh~ yeah~ make me cum~"
>You begin to slide in and out of her.
>Fast.
>Her fluids fly everywhere and squelching noises fill the room.
>Only to be drowned out by screams.
>Holy shit she wasn't lying!
>Her wails are threatening to shatter the mirror and windows.
>You place one hand on her flank to hold steady as you slam your fingers in and out of her.
>"C-CUM!"
>Fluids spew out around your hand.
>Her insides twist and pull.
>She gives a constant earsplitting scream as she collapses.
>You pant and stroke yourself as you watch your wife wriggle on the sheets, drooling on a pillow with her eyes squeezed shut
>Jesus she was a violent orgasmer...
That feel good sweets?
>She raises her flank again
>"Put... It... In NOW."
>No need to be told twice.
>You grab her ass.
>Line yourself up
>Her pink hole dilates a little for you and you see her clit flick out.
>You thrust forward.
>There's that scream again.
>Fully hilted, you push Sweetie Belle's head forward and bury her face in a pillow.
>She's still screaming in pleasure, but at least it's muffled.
>You start to work your cock in and out of her velvety insides.
>Her teenage body is driving you insane.
>Her flank is plush yet firm.
>Her legs are toned and you slide a hand down one as you thrust.
>You can see all over her muscles tensing and jerking.
>Your bodies make wet slapping sounds as they collide.
>She has another orgasm.
>This time squirting.
>She lifts her head and screams
>The mirror on the desk shatters
>Her pussy paints your groin in white fluids.
>You push all the way into her hot folds as they milk you.
>Her hooves tremble and give out.
>You fall on top of her and begin releasing inside.
>Her orgasm fades as you fill her womb.
I... I came inside you.
>She screams into the pillow then yells up at the ceiling
>"I can feel it! It's so warm! I feel it all inside me!"
>You both lay there, with you still inside of her flaccid, and catch your breath.
We need a shower.
>You slide out and flop down beside her.
>She kisses your lips
>"Later. Nap now?"
>Her mane is a mess and she's covered in a sheen of sweat
>You smile and scratch behind her ear
Of course sweet stuff.
>You pull her close and rub her belly as she falls asleep.
 
 
>Dear Princess Celestia,
 
>It's tough to say what a man really is in essence.
>One could say that a man is what he makes himself.
>Or a man is only as good as what his peers think of him.
>I disagree.
>We are in life drawn to doing what makes us happy.
>And to those that make us happy.
>I have been across two worlds now, and seen first hand it doesn't matter if you're a human or a pony-
>We all just want what makes us happy.
>And I have found what makes me happy.
>And my happiness is also my love.
>So what is a man?
>A man is not a singular thing.
>A man has many faces.
>A man has many passions.
>A man has friends and dreams and loves.
>A man is what he loves.
 
 
Your faithful friend,
Anon
 
 
 
 
THE END