Title:           Lost in Translation Part 2[clop and stuff] (Princesses/Anon)
Author:          Uh-hmmm
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First Edit:      Monday 1st of June 2015 05:54:29 AM CDT
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> Be Shining Armor
> Before you know it, you fall back into your old guard routines
> You almost completely tune out the mares' conversation, monitoring the last statement for questions directed at you
> Most of your attention is on the monster? Culprit? Perpetrator
> He doesn't look so dangerous, sipping tea with that dull look on his face
> You'd almost underestimate him, but your belly still tingles from his attack
> Not to mention your, ah, reaction
> You can see a twinkle in Cadence's eye when she glances at you
> When you were merely a guard assigned to her, you'd often be in this situation; bored and stiff
> She'd make sure you stayed at attention, with innocent seeming motions that moved her tail just so, or bared her slender neck
> You wouldn't mind amusing her in this way if it wasn't for the cause of your current predicament
> You take some solace in being extra vigilant and stoic
 
> Be Cadence
> It seems your dear husband has taken a liking to Celestia's novelty
> He's not even paying attention to the conversation, just staring at the creature
> To anypony else, he would be utterly unreadable, but you can see the longing in his eyes
> You really ought to do something nice for him, he's been working very hard lately
> You glance at his stallionhood
> Very hard indeed
> "What are we looking at?"
> You start at Celestia's whisper in your ear
> You cough and regain your composure
"I was just thinking, do you think you could lend Anom to Shining for an evening? They seem to be bonding nicely."
> Celestia smirks
> "They seem more bored than bonded. I'll ask him though, he is his own creature after all."
> She waves a hoof at Anom, who focuses on her with the dullness you recognize from guards too long at peaceful postings
> "Anom, night, visit, Shining Armor?"
> Your husband perks up at the sound of his name
 
> Be Anon
> You suppose it was only a matter of time
> Some mare was going to ask for the gay stuff eventually
> Still, if you're going to suffer this indignity, you want to see them get off on it
"Cadence, Celestia, watch Anom sex Shining Armor?"
> From his sputtering, shy guy probably doesn't want an audience
> Meanwhile, you are pretty sure the mares are excited about the idea
> That's closer to how you like it
 
> Be Celestia
> You...did not anticipate this
> You've watched Shining climb the ranks over the years and develop into a strikingly handsome unicorn
> You might have entertained some thoughts, but this...
> Cadence can't take her eyes off of Shining's erection
> It's a pretty good one
 
> Be Shining Armor
> Why is no one listening to you?
"Hey, not that there's anything wrong with two stallions having a good time, but I do not swing that way!"
> Hell, the creature doesn't even look that into it
> Maybe that's your way out
> You look him in the eyes
"No sex."
> He blinks
> "jusk kantog? Can."
> Then he grabs your dick and takes your breath away
 
> Be Cadence
> Oh, Shining really likes that
> He's doing the twitchy thing while his horn sparks
> To tell the truth, you rather like this as well
> Your helpless husband
> The way Anom just looks at you like he knows
> You find yourself squirming in your seat, rubbing against the velvet cushion beneath you
> Celestia isn't much better
> She may be completely still, but you recognize the glowing from her marehood
> You've used that too, when Shining was on night patrol
> You bite your lip to keep in the moans
 
> Be Shining
> By all that is holy
> Someone stop the creature!
> It's so
> Wrong
> Not to mention that you are aimed at Celestia
> It doesn't matter that this feels more amazing than your w-
> Uggghhhh
> Crap
> You can't even think anymore
 
> Be Anon
> It's almost bearable if you don't look at what your hand is doing
> It is kind of amusing the effect it's having on the mares
> Pinkie, you aren't being subtle about humping the floor
> Shewestia can't take her eyes off your handjob
> You wonder...
> It's a bit of a stretch, but you reach out with your other hand and grab her ass
> She whimpers and her hips buck once
> Oh hell yes
 
> Be Cadence
> Such debauchery
> Reducing everyone to rutting animals
> Twilight was more right than she knew
> Shining's cock surges, splattering the table with his glorious cum
> A droplet lands in Celestia's chest fur
> At that precise instant, you cum
 
> Be Shining
> You collapse onto your back, your body almost painful with the height of your orgasm
> You might swing that way after all
 
> Be Anon
> Great, now your hand is all sticky
"Gotta clean this off somehow."
> You pull your hand away from shy guy and stand up
 
> Be Cadence
> That cum is yours
 
> Pink Pervert climbs up onto the table and licks your hand, maintaining perfect eye contact
> You freeze as her tongue caresses every inch of your hand, between the fingers, licking and suckling until its clean
> When she swallows, you check yourself
> Yup diamonds
> Then she turns her back on you and starts lapping at the cum on the table
> Goddamn
 
> You feel something stir within you
> First things first, though
"Cadence, sex?"
> Shewestia gives you a gentle push towards the pink tush and says
> "Yes."
> Well, let's see
> You get a double handful of bubblebutt
> Cadence's tail lifts up and over your arm, revealing a winking pussy
> No need to ask twice, then
 
> Be Cadence
> There's a fire in your veins clouding your mind
> Your vision is filled with the delicious cum on the table and Shining's still firm erection
> Even as you lap up your favorite treat, you feel something latch onto your hindquarters
> In your lust fueled haze, you automatically lift your tail out of the way
> Celestia enters your field of vision, hovering over your husband's cock
"Wait, what do-"
> Something amazing plows through your undefended pussy
> The pressure on your flanks spikes, and your forelegs give out as the Dominus hilts inside you
> Your face lands in the puddle of Shining's cum, and you are only peripherally aware of Celestia lowering herself
 
> Be Shining Armor
> You had almost recovered when something hot and wet enveloped your stallionhood
> Your eyes snap open and are filled with a wondrous sight
> Princess Celestia is riding your dick, an expression of wanton abandonment on her face
"N-no, this is wrong!"
> She locks eyes with you, her expression sobering a little
> "Forgive me, but I could not hold back any longer."
> With that, her hips grind against yours in a slow, exquisite rotation
> You gasp at the stimulation, your cock already throbbing inside the pussy you had fantasized the most about, second only to your wife's
> Where is Cadence?
> Why isn't she stopping this?
> Celestia nuzzles your neck, and you find it increasingly difficult to protest
> Then you glimpse your wife over Celestia's shoulder, and it all makes sense
> Cadence had insisted on making all of your dreams come true, even when you ashamedly admitted your onetime lust for the Sun Princess
> She must have traded a favor to Celestia's pet for this rare opportunity to rut the Sun
>  You smile at your wife, and yield yourself to the ecstasy of Celestia's marehood
 
> Be Cadence
> Your nose is filled with the scent of Shining's cum
> Celestia bends down to nuzzle his neck, and he smiles at you
> Why this gratitude?
> Anom thrusts inside you again, your cheek smearing against the table
> Ah, you remember now
> How embarrassed he was to admit his juvenile fantasy
>  How you would roleplay as the radiant princess
> Your promise to make his dreams real
>  As prices go, this one isn't so bad
> You give yourself over to riding Anom's cock
> You do spare a bit of magic to stroke Shining's neck
> Oh how you love him
 
> Be Anon
> Pinkie starts getting into the rhythm, her tail coiling around your waist
> You bend forward and drag your fingers down her back, savoring the way her inner walls clench around you as you hilt
> No doubt about it, this is worth a handjob
> You wrap your arms around Cadence in a bear hug and lift her up, thrusting deep into her from below
> She squeals in surprise and delight, her back arched against your firm chest
> You slide one hand down her belly and rub her pussylips as you pump in and out
 
> Be Celestia
> You feel your guilt growing in proportion to your pleasure
> And yet, even though you know this is a mistake, you can't stop yourself
> Then Shining Armor smiles at something, and turns to look at you
> His face is so close
> He kisses you, his tongue invading your startled mouth
> You cum right then and there, bucking senselessly as you return the kiss
> Your guilt drops away, and you fill yourself with the firm length of a virile young stallion
 
> Be Shining Armor
> Her mouth is as sweet as you thought it would be
> You wrap your hooves around her neck and pound her quivering pussy, no doubt highly sensitive after that last orgasm
> You can feel yourself nearing the edge, your senses filled with the lovely sight and scent of an aroused mare
> You break the kiss, and whisper in her ear,
"Thank you, for fulfilling my dream."
> As she shudders with the wave of her third orgasm, you can hold back no longer
> You fire deep into the belly of the Sun, clutching her to your chest as you ride your own wave of pleasure
> For long moments, the two of you lay there
> Then Celestia looks at you, her face flushed with pleasure
> "You know, I had dreamed of this as well."
> You smile, flattered
"Then here's to dreams."
> You give her a kiss on the cheek, and pump your softening member once more inside her
> She giggles, then rests her head against your neck
 
> Be Cadence
> From your vantage point, you were able to see that whole adorable little scene
> Still, you feel a little lonely, even as you are rutted like no mare has been rutted before
> You've lost count of your orgasms, your whole body tingling with every thrust, stroke, and shift of Anom's claws
> You twist to look back and up at this impossible creature, your mouth parted and inviting
> You expect his kiss to be deep and fierce, but he takes his time, his lips surging against yours like a slowly building tide
> He lays you on your back on the table, his kisses and pounding uninterrupted
> Once his hands are freed, he strokes your face lightly with the rounded tips of his claws
> You find yourself to be the one to go for the tongue, your nose filling with his musk, your tongue tasting the exotic depths and thrilling points of his mouth
> Then his claws converge on your horn, tracing the spiral, filling your body with white hot pleasure
> You keen into his mouth, your body desperately clinging to his, trying to fill you with the entirety of his length
> He shudders at the same time, his hips slamming into yours
> Finally he hilts, and you feel his hot semen fill you as he surges again and again
> After a long, exquisite moment, you relax your hold on him a little
> He smiles at you
> "Thank you."
"You're welcome."
> He brushes a strand of your mane from your face, and you feel warm inside, even more than before
> You want to share this
"Take me to Shining."
> He tilts his head, then picks you up
> As you gently sway in his grasp, you wonder at the strength in those limbs
> He sets you down by your husband
> Shining looks at you with warm, affectionate eyes
> "Thank you, my beloved."
> You give him a kiss
"Anything for you."
 
> Be Anon
> You have to say, you are feeling pretty satisfied
> Shewestia rolls off the stallion, and looks at you with a pleading expression
> "Carry me?"
> You sigh, and pick her up
> She's actually kind of heavy
> You shift your grip and rest part of her weight on your hip
> She nods towards her bed, which looks awfully inviting
> You walk over slowly and set her down on the mattress
> Shewestia beckons you to her, and you climb in beside her
> She wraps her hooves around you, and snuggles up close
> You return the embrace, bathing in the warmth of her presence
> And just like that, you fall asleep
 
> Be Anon
> You sorta recognize this dream
> You walk into the kitchen, and there's your bowl of mac and cheese
> Then, yes, light flickers
> When you look back, the bowl is gone and you are hungry
> You rifle through the fridge, then the cupboards, then the oven
> Nothing, same as always
> You turn, expecting Mr. Rodgers to make it all better
> No
> It's god damn Wuna eating your bowl of mac and cheese
"Stop that! It's mine!"
> She freezes, a forkfull midway to her mouth
> You stride towards her to grab it, but you can't seem to make any progress
> She just gets farther and farther away, and keeps eating your damn mac and cheese
> You wake up angrier than you have been for a while now
> You blearily turn your head, barely making out a number of silhouettes around the bed
> "Now!"
> You are engulfed in a brilliant rainbow, its light somehow bearable
> In fact, you find yourself calming down
> It was just a dream, and in no way is Wuna responsible for the theft of your dream food
> Your eyes adjust to the morning light, and you see Purple has brought even more friends, how nice
> In fact, you are feeling great after what is no doubt a anti-hangover spell
> You gather Starbutt up in a hug, patting her neck fondly for the nice spell she cast
 
> Be Twilight
> How could it have failed?
> Sun, moon, love, and friendship
> How could seduction magic be stronger than them all?
> As the Dominus presses you against his firm chest, you feel the magic take hold
> Then a light blue aura pries you from his arms
> "Unhoof her, you ruffian!"
> Good, yes, good thing Rarity stopped him
> Rainbow scowls
> "That's it, plan A is a flop, I'm beating him up."
"Wait, Rainbow, no!"
> It's too late
> She launches backward into the air, then divebombs the waiting seduction monster
> He dodges to the side and snags her by her chest
> He spins a half-circle from the transfer of momentum, bringing Dash to rest at his side
> Before you can do anything, he ruffles her mane and scratches her ear
> You can't tear your eyes away from the pegasus's humiliation
> Applejack charges in soon after, her head lowered for a headbutt that could no doubt crack ribs
> The Dominus slides out of the bed and gets into a crouch
> Right before Applejack would collide with him, he flips her over his back and snares her in a sheet
> Her hat falls to the side and she looks at him with well founded dread
> With unholy glee, he scratches her belly and fends off her weakly flailing hooves
> "Oooh, that looks fun!"
> Pinkie hops up to him and rubs her face against his shoulder
> He immediately turns his attention to her and runs his hands all over her face and down her neck
> Applejack and Rainbow make a few desultory moves to get away, but he makes sure to pat them before they do
> How cunning, to use embarrassment and arousal to lock multiple ponies in relative immobility
> You have to retreat
> With the familiarity of long practice, you lock onto the sparks that are your friends and teleport to a vacant guestroom
> Pinkie pouts
> "Aww, it was just getting good!"
> Rarity sighs long-sufferingly
> "Pinkie, dear, I fear you misunderstand the mission. We are to stop a seduction monster from taking over Equestria, not submit to an orgy."
> Pinkie Pie tilts her head
> "Really?"
> You clear your throat
"Yes really. Now girls, we've determined a frontal assault won't work, nor the Elements of Harmony. Now, we need to come up with a plan, or else he will subdue us one by one. Any ideas, girls?"
> Fluttershy doesn't make eye contact with you, and kicks a hoof
"What is it, Fluttershy?"
> She starts at the question, then hides behind her mane
> "Could we, um. Talk to him? Maybe of we ask nicely, he will only use his magic on lonely mares, or something."
>...
"Fluttershy, he's a sex monster. You can't reason with things like that, you would just get scratched and rubbed relentlessly and feel his alien physiology prod against you, and..."
> Rarity is giving you an odd look
> "Darling, don't take this the wrong way, but have you, ah, imagined what it would be like to be taken by a Dominus, was it? Perhaps late at night, or in the shower?"
> Your eyes widen
"How could you know? Has he affected you too?"
> Rarity bites her lip
> Oh no, this is going to be bad news
> "Not as such. But let us just say, I recognize the signs. Don't you agree, Applejack?"
> For some reason the farmpony blushes
> "Ah'll leave it to you then. Ah'm gonna get mah hat."
> Nothing is making sense
> Pinkie looks between the two, then starts giggling helplessly
> Rainbow Dash frowns
> "What's going on?"
> Rarity glances at you apologetically
> "It would seem that Twilight finds the Dominus to be very...exciting. As such, he's almost exactly as dangerous as a large pet dog. Eager, yes, but only as truly dangerous as you let him."
 
> Rainbow sits down
> "Are you saying he's like an animal that's only being friendly when rubbing against you? How do you explain what happened to the princesses?"
> Rarity coughs politely
> "Animals also react to the signals you give them. The princesses must have been acting...receptive while he was showing affection."
> Fluttershy nodded knowingly
> "You have to have good self-control, if you don't want very special fuzzy friends. I think I will talk to him, he seems like such a nice critter."
> With that she trots off
"Wait, I don't think it's that simple, I mean he didn't even touch me before this morning, and I have been struggling against his influence since yesterday!"
> Pinkie Pie giggles
> "That's cause you think his baguette would be super nice in your oven!"
> ...
> Rainbow nods slowly
> "That makes sense, I mean, I still feel nothing and he totally scratched my ear."
> Oh no
> He's gotten to them too
> You dare not bring anypony else into this, he'd just take them over
> It's up to you to stop him from ruling Equestria with a soft, delicate claw
 
> Be Applejack
> You don't like to think about the time when you first got Winona
> Things just haven't been the same with Big Mac ever since then
> He's your brother, and you love him, but some things a sister just isn't meant to see
> Enough of that, you have a hat to get
> The maids are helpful enough with directions, but you don't like the look they give you
> Just 'cause a creature rutted the princesses senseless don't mean you are a hankerin' for a try
> When you open the door, you see your hat
> Unfortunately, the domiwhatsits is wearing it
> You walk up to him
"It'd be real kind of you ifn' you'd give me mah hat."
 
> Be Anon
> Oh, you didn't see her there
> Give her a what?
> You shrug
 
> Be Applejack
"Mah hat."
> He still looks confused
> If he weren't so tall, you'd just take it and be done
> Well, if words ain't doin' it
> You point at the top of your head, then at  your hat, then at your chest
 
> Be Anon
> Oh, that's cute, she wants her head scratched
> You smile and dig your fingers in her mane, gently scraping her scalp
> Her breath hitches
> Looks like you hit the right spot
> You give her a few more moments of head scratching and then give her a final pat on the head
> All the while, her eyes stay half-closed in relief
> You are glad you could help
 
> Be Applejack
> That's not what you meant at all
> You swish your tail in frustration and
> Well, you just have to get your hat back
> He turns away, satisfied with mussing you up
> You've seen that before
> Suddenly you ain't feeling so kindly about everything
> You get up on your hind legs and give him a nice, firm push
> He manages to catch himself on his claws, so you don't feel so bad
> You trot over and flip your hat back on your head
"Pardon, but this belongs to me."
> He sits back, watching you warily, but he doesn't look mad
> You tip your hat
"Sorry about the fuss. Have a nice day, Sugarcube."
 
> Be Anon
> Clearly, you have just been m'ladied by whatever the magic horse version of a neckbeard is
> Warm hue privilege and that cowboy hat
> She starts to walk away, and you have to admit that this...cowtail? has a nice rear
> Probably a mayor or a sheriff, if you had to guess
"Dat ass."
> That's the nice thing about language barriers; you can say inappropriate things and they are none the wiser
 
> Be Applejack
> What was that?
> You turn to see him looking at you, biting his lip
> No, not at you, but your...
> Can't be
> You move your rear to the side
> His eyes follow, and you see his mighty tree roughly hewn
> Well, ain't that flatterin'
> ...
> You move your rear to the other side
 
> Be Anon
> Sometimes, you can be pretty dense
> She wasn't just asking for head scratches
> Here she is, waving her butt at you
> You suppose it's time for her to receive some real warm-hue privilege
 
> Be Applejack
> You really shouldn't be teasing him like this
> Even if it is nice to have somepony a'pining for your hindquarters
> You turn back towards the door, and take a few steps
> You hear him rise up behind you
> Before you know it, he's grabbin' at your rear, makin' you tingle and shiver
> You should buck him
> Buck him hard
 
> Be Anon
> Damn, but this ass is firm
> You can feel the flex of the muscles in her flanks as she shifts under your hands
> You can't hold back any longer
> You duck under her tail and lick her inner thigh
 
> Be Applejack
> You were all set to let him have it, and now...
> You glance back at the claws still digging into your rump
> You think you'll let him have it
> Then his tongue reaches your marehood, and you push him down to the ground, sitting on his clever little face
 
> Be Anon
> Looks like she likes it
> You take your time, running your hands up and down her generous thighs
> Your tongue slowly traces her flower, rewarded with shudders and increased flow
> For some reason, she tastes like some sort of breakfast cereal
> Hints of cinnamon
> You delve a little deeper, and her thighs clench on your head
 
> Be Applejack
> Oh mercy
> You clench your eyes shut as you make a right mess on his face
> Even after the flood, you can't help but buck your hips against his face a few more times
> You should stop
> It ain't fair to take advantage of a simple creature this way
> You try to get your hind hooves under you, but he's holding on too tight
"It's alright, you don't have to do any more."
> His only response is to delve deep in your marehood with his tongue
"Ffffffritters, that's good!"
> You collapse onto his belly, your strength stolen by the blinding pleasure of a firm muscle writhing inside you
> You feel guilty, feeling this good
> You are a bad mare
> Something long and hard taps against your cheek
> Maybe there is a way to make it up to him
 
> Be Anon
> You wonder if magic horses are related to fainting goats
> There seems to be a lot of muscle failure when certain areas are stimulated
> It's kinda cute
> Then your member is engulfed in a warm, wet mouth
> You moan into Orange's pussy
> At once, she sucks hard on you, and your face is bathed in marecum again
 
> Be Applejack
> You might just try to get bestiality legalized
> Having something make you feel this good shouldn't be illegal
> You bob your head up and down his cock, savoring the velvety texture on your tongue
> Then the door opens
> "Oh my. Um. Don't mind me."
> You let the stallionhood fall out of your mouth
"H-hi Fluttershy..."
 
> Be Fluttershy
> Oh dear, you seem to have walked in on Applejack just when she was making friends with the Dominus
> Then your good friend just lets the penis fall out of her mouth
> You're sorry, but that's rude
> "H-hi Fluttershy..."
> The big guy groans and Applejack's back arches as she does the honeybunny dance
"Applejack, it's not nice to just drop it, even if you want to talk to somepony. Here, let me show you."
> You kiss the tip, then push it past your lips
> You make your way down the delightful length, your tongue swirling around it
> The big guy moans, and you are so happy you could make him feel nice
> Then you look up at Applejack with pretend surprise
"Mmhmm hm mh hmmm!"
> Then you slowly pull back, stroking the available length with the frog of your hoof
> Finally, it's completely out of your mouth, and you keep stroking it with your hoof
"'Oh, hi Applejack. Did you want something?' See? Now he's still happy, and you can talk to whoever is at the door."
> Applejack stares at you, her cheeks flushed from friend making
> "Ah reckon ah heard you answer the door like that a fair few times."
> You nod happily, glad to finally have somepony to talk to this about
"Pretty clever, huh?"
 
> Be Applejack
> You are very firmly not thinking about all the animals that have been through that cottage
> You know you ought to be disturbed, but it's pretty hard to focus while being pleasured
> That might explain what you say next
"Say, Fluttershy, why don't you take a turn on his thing? Ah'd do it, but ah'm a little stuck right now."
> She glances down at the erection under her hoof
> "Are you sure? It looked like you were having fun sucking in it."
> You pause as another orgasm wracks your body, and you let out a hoarse cry of pleasure
> Once you get your breathing under control, you nod at her
"Ah'm sure. Don't you want to make friends with him?"
> She nods happily
> "Oh yes, that would be wonderful. Well, here I go."
> Fluttershy crouches above the critter's crotch, carefully positioning herself
> "Hey there big guy, my name's Fluttershy, and I am very~ happy to meet you."
> You can't look away as the cock parts her pussylips and slides up inside her
> Fluttershy lets out a delicate little sigh
> Then she gets to work, grinding, rocking, and panting
> She stares at you with half-lidded, grateful eyes
> "Oh yes, thank you Applejack."
> You stare at her open mouth
> You are no Rainbow Dash, but Fluttershy is a model
> Her slender neck
> Her elegant mane
> Her soft belly
> Her hot breath washing against your face
"Say, Fluttershy..."
> "Yes?"
"Do you want to make friends...with me?"
> You know it's impossible
> You're nothing but work calluses and hard muscle
> A muddy brute
> "Oh, Applejack. We can build our friendship anytime."
> Then a soft pair of lips meets yours, and all your doubts fall away, followed by tears of joy
 
> Be Anon
> Quite frankly, you have no idea what is going on
> You were getting a nice blowjob, then there was talking, then an even better blowjob with some hoof action
> Then more talking, and you are 95% certain this is not a third, even more incredible blowjob
> Then something wet drops onto your belly
> Either saliva or tears
> Either way, you switch from grasping this ass to stroking her back comfortingly
> Your jaw is getting pretty tired, and your erection is getting quite the workout inside the nice horse
> As you probe two sets of slippery folds, you reckon that both should give out at about the same time
> Not a bad way to spend the morning
 
> Be Fluttershy
> Poor Applejack
> You just know she would be great in bed, but all the stallions in town just want to get under her hat
> As you kiss her sweetly, you feel your heart grow warm
> You two are going to be the best friends
> You are going to get to know her inside and out
> So, while you are riding the big guy's cock, your focus is on slipping your tongue past parched lips
> Applejack moans into your mouth, shuddering as another orgasm courses through her
> Delicious
> Oh, and the critter is ready too
> You break the kiss gently, pecking her lips one last time as an apology
"It's okay, big guy. Let it all out into momma Fluttershy."
> You stroke his stomach softly as he heaves and bucks under you, thrusting as deep as he can
> You close your eyes in satisfaction as his seed erupts inside you, spraying again and again and again
> Such a nice present
 
> Be Applejack
> You feel his hold slip from your legs, and you get to your hooves shakily
> You feel about as strong and stable as a newborn calf
> You stagger a few feet away and lay on your side
> Fluttershy elegantly strides over and lays down in front of you, cum leaking from between her legs
"So you've done this before?"
> She smiles and nods
> "Fun, wasn't it?"
> You have to give her that, you haven't had that many orgasms in a row ever before
"Ah can hardly believe it happened."
> Fluttershy reaches out and strokes your face
> You blush at the bold contact
> "You'll find animals can be much more perceptive and persistent than ponies."
> What's that supposed to mean?
> "When we get back to Ponyville, why don't I introduce you to Mr. and Mrs. Raccoon? They have a nice little open marriage, and I think you would really like them."
> What did you just get yourself into?
"Fluttershy, Ah wanted to spend more time with you. Ah'm sure they are very nice, but..."
> She slides her hoof down your neck, and you take a deep involuntary breath
> "We can have our own time too, I just thought, since we both share this thing with animals..."
> She suddenly seems unsure of herself, and stops stroking you
> To be honest, you do wonder what a raccoon would have to offer
"Ah get it. Part of being friends with somepony is meeting their friends, right?"
> Fluttershy nods happily
> "Oh yes! And then afterward, I can lick the cum out of you, and we can take a long, hot bath, and I'm sure you'll love it!"
> That does sound nice
"Speaking of licking the cum out..."
 
> Be Anon
> For some reason, the horses are now in lesbians with each other
> Rather than being the third wheel, you wrap yourself in a white bedsheet and stealth your way out of the room
 
> Be Rarity
> The sad fact of your little group of friends is that for matters of a certain, ah, delicate quality, you are the only one with the necessary experience and insight
> As such, you approached Princess Celestia for her version of the events
> ...
> You are compelled to admire her descriptiveness, and willingness to speak of such...things
> "-surprisingly obedient too. Although, I suppose certain incentives help."
> You cough politely
"Indeed. You mentioned a list of words he knows?"
> Celestia levitates a scroll to you
> "We hope to add more to his vocabulary, but we have so little time. Twilight would be the best teacher, but..."
> You nod
"She is rather out of sorts as of now."
> An aide draws up to the Princess and whispers in her ear
> She smiles and dismisses him
> "Rainbow Dash, would you mind retrieving Anom? The guards in the east wing would direct him towards here, but he's having too much fun sneaking around."
> Dash salutes and zips off
 
> Be Anon
> The first time, it was just to see if you could
> Now, though, you have to see how far you can go
> You press your back against the corner and throw a pebble to the other side of the hallway
> The sentry's ears perk up and he walks from his post to investigate
> You slip around the corner, and into a nearby door
> It's an empty ballroom, with a servant washing a window in the corner
> You really should tell the Buttarchs how terrible their security is
> You creep along the wall until you reach the far door
> You peek into the hallway
> Nothing
> You vaguely hope you find a cardboard box
 
> Be Rainbow Dash!
> You're on a rescue mission, and
> Oh, there he is
> You just watch as he steps over a rigid guard
> Anom has some long legs
> He crouches low and hugs the wall
> Then he sees you watching him
> This mission is lame
> Apparently, he thinks so too
> He sighs and straightens up as you approach
"Hey, uh, food this way."
> Anom brightens up at that
> You wave to the nice guard, and start trotting away
> Anom follows
> ...
> This is boring
> You find your eyes wandering
> All those pert rumps at attention
> "What wrong?"
> You turn to meet the guy's concerned stare
> You grin a little
"Asses."
> The princess did say they wanted to teach him more words
> "Kassest?"
> You shake your head and lead him over to a grey lady guard
> You point at her rear
"Ass."
> Anom rocks back with sudden understanding
> "Ass."
> The guard struggles to keep her face straight
> You set your butt right next to hers, flanks just barely brushing
"Asses."
> He stares, transfixed
> "Ass...es."
> You wink at the lady guard, who blushes lightly
> You'll have to come back here later
> You set off again, a new game in mind
> Anom catches up slowly
> The next guard you see, you point at
"Good ass?"
> Anom tilts his head, then shakes it
> "Sh-talone ass. No good me."
> Can't blame him
 
> Be Anon
> You are feeling pretty thick right now
> Not just because of Bluebird's visual aid for 'asses'
> You though you were learning the language of the magic horses
> In fact, you are merely getting acclimated to heavily horse-accented English
> You follow Bluebird in a daze, tersely appreciating the rears along the way
 
> Be Celestia
"Good morning, Luna."
> She nods in acknowledgement, then picks at the food in her bowl
> Strange
"Is something the matter?"
> Luna smirks
> "Today, I shall achieve the first in what is sure to be a long series of victories."
> ...
> Perhaps you should talk about something else
"So, I see you have cheese sauce on your noodles. Is it good?"
> Luna stares intently at the dining hall doors
> "It will be."
> As if on cue, Rainbow Dash and Anom walk in
> The fast little pony approaches you and salutes
> "Princess Celestia, Anom is retrieved."
> He nods at you amicably
> "Prince ass Celestia."
> Everypony stops what they are doing
"It's Princess."
 
> Be Anon
> The only thing that would change much would be proper nouns and titles
> You know you recognize the last part of Shewestia's title
> Perhaps you were too harsh on the consonants
 
> Be Celestia
> "Finest ass Celestia."
> The tension in the air is palpable
> Poor Rarity faints
> Rainbow Dash is trying very hard to disappear
> You can see the serving staff admire Anom's audacity
"I like it. Breakfast, Anom?"
> The room is filled with talking as the nobles try to figure out exactly who and in what context it is allowed to address you as finest ass
> The answer, of course, is that if you have to think about it, you can't use that form of address
> Meanwhile, Anom picks up a plate and serves himself from a few of the platters of food
> He freezes when he sees Luna's meal
> "M-mac and che-heese!"
> Luna is very smug
"Ah, a dish from his homeland. Did you happen to make extra?"
> Luna takes a bite
> "No, it completely slipped my mind."
> Oh dear, it seems Anom is angry
"No mad, Anom. Memac and Chi Heez lunch."
> Anom calms at that, even as Luna pouts
> He nods at you
> "Thank you."
> Then he nods curtly to Luna
> "Finest ass Luna."
> Her face turns bright red
> "Y-you too."
> Anom looks around, then settles down to eat in the spot by the comatose Rarity
> All in all, a good morning
 
> Be Rarity
> After spending a socially acceptable amount of time pretending to be stricken by sudden impropriety, you resume your breakfast
> It would seem you have a new neighbor
> Out of habit, you turn a measuring eye on his form
> It's not terrible accurate, but it's enough to sketch out a few potential styles
> Hmmm
> A bit leaner around the chest than a minotaur, what could you do with that...
> "Help you?"
> You meet his gaze, mildly embarrassed to have been caught
"ah haha, yes, ah, after breakfast, teach you things?"
> You wish you had taken a longer look at that list of words
> Anom narrows his eyes for a moment, then nods decisively
> Oh good, he understood
> You smile, then turn to eat a bite of food
> However, you can only stand the silence for so long before your social instincts take over
"So...that sheet, are you evoking ancient Roam?"
 
> Be Anon
> You know you just sorta threw this on, but you still feel it's a bit strong to call it shit
> It is Shewestia's sheet after all
> Then she asks if you are fucking the ancient bone
> Clearly you are dealing with a very base and vulgar horse
> Even if she is Shewestia's friend, you feel you ought to defend Whiterump's honor
 
> Be Rarity
> "She very fine, words much resplegd, elephant and sogged."
"Yes, it really is too bad how the elephants invaded and sacked Roam. Is this an attempt to bring back the old fashions? I am a clothing designer of some talent, perhaps you could use my services?"
 
> Be Anon
> Okay, you did not catch most of that
> Something about bringing back old passions?
> She did say she is a glowing reminder of some talent, and...
> Offered the use of her cervix?
> Ah, of course, it all makes sense now
> She is Shewestia's most favored pet, and thus gets to play with the others
> How typical of the bootystocracy, to sate the desires of favored pets with even more pets
> You doubt the efficiency of such a society, but the appeal is undeniable
 
> Be Rarity
> He's been silent for a little while now, staring at you with calculating eyes
> Perhaps it was a bit brash, offering to make clothes for him so soon
> He hasn't even seen much of your work, just what you have on right now
> "Breakfast done, teach me?"
> You look down and yes, his plate is clear
> He made a good choice; it would be better to get the embarrassing part done first, then discuss business
> You wipe your lips daintily then rise to your hooves
"This way, please."
 
> Be Anon
> You figure you should let her take the lead
> She did say she had something to teach you
> She leads you to a room with reams of paper, bolts of cloth, and...
> Horse mannequins?
> She must really not like that toga
> The door locks behind you
> ...
 
> Be Rarity
> This discussion will be rather indecorous, best to avoid unwelcome intrusions
> You tap yourself
"Friend."
> Then you tap a ponyquin
"Friend."
> You bump your shoulder against it
> Anom watches, visibly confused
> You walk over to another ponyquin
"L-lover."
> You pet its neck
"Lover."
> You give it a hug
"Lover."
> You find your face heating up as you demonstrate such lewd things
> You rub the ponyquin's belly
"Lover."
> You crawl under the legs and rock back and forth a few times
"Lover. Understand?"
 
> Be Anon
> You are a molester
> The Favored Pet may or may not have a mannequin fetish, but it is clear that you have been...
> Groping magic horses
> You sit down heavily, weighed down by the revelation
 
> Be Rarity
> Poor thing
> "I...did wrong."
> You walk over and bump gently against his shoulder
"Now you learn, we no mad."
> He smiles at that, then his face falls
> "Sorry to purple..."
> You unlock the door
"Come, say sorry, she understand."
> Anom rises, a determined look on his face
"This way."
> You set off towards the library
 
> Be Anon
> Your first impression was flawed
> The Favored Pet might not be the classiest horse, but she's a good bro
"Good ass, you."
 
> Be Rarity
> Whahahahat
> You mean, you try, and
> It's nice to be noticed,
> It's just nopony has ever said such a thing to you
> ...
> You take an indiscreet peek at his hindquarters
> ...
> Good to know
> You face forward, willing the blush from your cheeks to go away
"Good ass Anom too."
> You can't believe you said that
 
> Be Anon
> Wait, so are you of the same social rank?
> Or is it just a reciprocated compliment?
> Eh, whatever, it's good
 
> Be Rarity
> This has all gone surprisingly quickly and smoothly, no doubt thanks to the efforts of a beautiful and competent mare
> "Halt, foul tempte- Rarity?"
> It was going smoothly
> Twilight stumbles back, trying to rein in a swirling blob of dark purple magic on the tip of her horn
> In the blink of an eye, it expands into a smokey bubble around Anom and Twilight
> Little lights flare on its surface as dust motes hit the forcefield trap
> And it was going so well, too
"Please tell me this is reversible, Twilight."
> ...
> "Not from the inside."
"Darling, you really must be more careful. Now play nice until I return with the princesses. We'll have you out in no time at all, don't you fret."
 
> Be Twilight Sparkle
> The bubble is dim, lit only by where your bodies come in contact with the barrier
> The lighting would be romantic, if the other pony wasn't a dangerous, deceptive, well-muscled, exotic, and hypnotic monster
> You can feel your will to resist crumbling
"Stay away from me!"
> He doesn't even have the decency to get it over with
> He just sits there, his face mockingly morose
> "Sorry, not be lover, be friend?"
> What
> He turns to his side and offers his shoulder
> You can't believe this
> Even as you helplessly slide down the curved wall of the bubble, your outrage grows
"You-you rutted Celestia, then Luna, and I don't even want to know what you did to my brother, and you turned all of my friends against me and probably rutted them too!"
> You come to a stop a mere hair's breadth from him
> "Sorry, not know, uh,"
> He pats his head
> "For lovers."
> ...
"No."
> He tilts his head
"You don't get to do this."
> You're finally saying it
"You don't get to babble NONSENSE at me for a month, then m-a-g-i-c-a-l-l-y start speaking Equestrian when you get sex!"
> All the frustration, all the nonscientific interference, your great work let to wander like some promiscuous hobo
"You don't get to rut everyone I love and FRIENDZONE ME!"
 
> Be Anon
> Okay, Purple is clearly angry, probably because you fucked and groped, well
> Everyone, more or less
"What you want me do?"
> She rises up on her hind legs
> "Take me."
> She can't mean-
> This whole time, this is what she wanted?
> You have to have heard her wrong
 
> Be Twilight Sparkle
> You are so tired of being the odd one out
> Of being stressed and working so hard while everypony else doesn't see the problem
> For once, let somepony else fix this
> You wait for your release, when he will finally remove all the worries from your mind
> He just stares at you, no hint of desire in his features
> Why?
> Why can't he just rut you and make you like him, and make everything okay even if it isn't?
> You earned this
> You deserve this
> You are going to get it no matter what
 
> Be Anon
> Purple growls at your hesitation
> She sets her hooves on your shoulders and shoves you onto your back
> Oh shit
 
> Be Twilight Sparkle
> This is better
> You sniff at the base of his throat, exulting in his sweat and fear
> Your horn flares with magic and his loose robe shreds into hundreds of small squares
> The Dominus lies frozen beneath you, his stallionhood limp and afraid
> You run a hoof up his chest and cup his cheek with it
"You may control the others, but now I control you."
> You spare a smidgeon of magic to stimulating his penis, and the rest to holding him loosely against the bottom of the bubble
> His breath comes out uneven, your spellwork already getting good results
> It's so exhilarating, finally doing all those things you read about!
> You remove your hoof from his cheek and gently stroke his hair
> Is this what it feels like for everypony?
> He just looks at you with scared eyes, and
> Somehow, you aren't satisfied
> You lean down and press your lips to his
> It's...nice?
> You don't see what the fuss is about
> Maybe belly rubs will be better
 
> Be Anon
> It occurs to you that you are being sort of raped by a kissless virgin
> Technically not kissless anymore, you guess
> Should you be doing something?
> She draws back and sets her hooves on your belly
> Wait
> She vigorously rubs them back and forth, pressing too hard
"OUCH! FUCK!"
> She stumbles back in surprise
 
> Be Twilight Sparkle
> There is literal blood on your hooves
> It's hard to tell by the dim light, but you hope those are only light scratches on his stomach
> This isn't what you wanted
> Your stomach churns
> You are a bad pony
> The domin- the anomaly sits up with a wince
> He feels at his tummy, and grimaces when he sees the blood on his claws
> Oh no
> Is he going to attack you?
> Or is he going to fear you?
> You aren't really sure which would be worse
 
> Be Anon
> The scratches are pretty shallow, but they sting
> Aaannd it looks like Starbutt is back to being a skittish horse
> You sigh
> She just had to tear the sheet into unusable scraps
> Still, you figure this is the best chance you're going to get for some sort of reconciliation
> You beckon to her
"Come to me."
 
> Be Twilight Sparkle
> What should you do?
> He looks...
> Tired
> Maybe it's okay?
> You step cautiously towards him
> When you come within arms reach, he slowly encircles his arms around you
> What?
> He presses your head to his shoulder and pats your shoulder with his other hand
> You are getting incredibly mixed signals, but...
> It feels nice
> You relax, taking some measure of comfort from his firm support
> Before you know it, you are wrapping your forelegs around his torso and sitting in his lap
> There's an odd lump pressing against one of your hindquarters, and it's gro-
> Oh
> You look at his face
> The anomaly is blushing, and not meeting your gaze
> Maybe if you just...
> You shift slightly and oooooohhhhh yessssssss
> You rock your hips involuntarily, the stimulation of a rod pressing between your buttcheeks nearly taking your breath away
> You are so close, in a number of ways, but first you have to make sure
"Am I raping you?"
 
> Be Anon
> That's a hell of a question, Purple
> Still, you do feel sorry for her
> And you are hotdogging her butt
"No."
> Now let's show this girl how it's done
 
> Be Twilight Sparkle
> He kisses you, his mouth moving in all sorts of ways against yours
> Sometimes you can feel the pressure of his teeth on your lip
> Your hooves clasp him ever tighter to you
> Your breath is hot and fast
> Then something warm and wet and firm pushes past your lips, and your mind melts
 
> Be Anon
> Did she-
> She actually came from just getting a little tongue
> Damn girl
> You stroke her back, and she wriggles against you, her grip tightening around you
> Cute
> Then everything gets brighter, and you freeze
 
> Be Twilight Sparkle
> Why'd he stop?
> You deepen the kiss as much as you can, exulting in the novel sensation
> You rub his back, trying to get some response
> Finally you pull back and open your eyes
"What's wro-"
> Oh
> Celestia chuckles
> "I'm glad you two are getting along now."
> You turn beet red
> You try to get out of the anomaly's lap, but
> Oh, his penis just drags against your marehood
> Finally, you scoot backwards, shuddering at the pleasure, cringing at how embarrassing it is to have Celestia watch
> Then you notice everypony else
> Cadence
> Shining Armor
> Rarity
> Oh no
> Shining Armor won't meet your eyes
> Cadence murmurs, "Like brother, like sister."
> Rarity smiles at you
> "Well done, darling. I knew you would figure it out eventually."
"I, uh, "
> You look at the creature
> He just smiles and shrugs
> This is too much
> You turn to your teacher
"I'll write a report, okay bye!"
> You teleport to your room
 
> Be Cadence
"Celestia, I would like a copy of that friendship report when you get it. It looks to be very interesting."
> She smiles
> "Of course."
> You sigh
> As nice as all this has been,
"I'm afraid we really must return to the Crystal Empire. Until next time, Celestia, Rarity, Anom."
> Shining hesitates, then glances at you
> You nod
> He turns to Anom
> "A-Anom, feel free to visit any time you like."
 
> Be Anon
> Did he just say you could feel him any time?
"Uh, thank you."
> He smiles, then teleports away with Pinkie
> Okay then
> You get to your feet, wincing at the pain from your scratches
> Favored pet immediately starts fussing over you, dabbing at the blood with levitating scraps of sheet
"No, I good, very."
> She just rolls her eyes at you and continues to tend to your scratches
> Shewestia seems rather amused by all this
> Then you notice Favored Pet isn't completely focused on your wounds
> You wiggle your hips and watch her eyes track your erection
"See good thing?"
> She blushes and stammers incoherently for a few seconds
> "Ah, you good now. Not heut?"
> So she has a demure side, despite being Shewestia's number one sex partner
> That's adorable
"I good."
> Shewestia chuckles, then murmurs something to her favored pet
> The unicorn glances at you, then bows her head in acceptance
> Shewestia walks away, and blue eyes white horse nods her head in a different direction
> "Teach you more."
> Sounds good
"Yes."
> You walk beside her for a bit before you realize something
"My name Anom. Your name?"
> She seems a bit startled by the question, but responds succinctly
"My name Rarity. Good to meeth you."
> What? Oh
> Polite too, you're starting to like this horse
"Good to meet you too."
 
"Dear Princess Celestia
Today I learned that it can be difficult separating personal feelings from scientific study. You can spend too much time trying to control and understand something, and miss making a new and interesting friend with soft claws, a skillful tongue, and an impossible erection.
Ultimately, forgiveness and good communication will do a lot to make [spoiler]out[/spoiler] up for [spoiler]a long[/spoiler] lost time.
Your faithful student,
 
Twilight Sparkle"