Title:           Anon Lifts Part 10
Author:          thegeman
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First Edit:      Friday 30th of January 2015 01:35:14 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Friday 13th of February 2015 05:22:29 PM CDT

SATURDAY, WEEK 3 / 4, BEGIN!
>You splash your face with water from the tap.
>Rubbing your eyes, you look in the mirror and see the face of a sleepless man.
>Anonymous.
>Last night, you ran around everywhere preparing for today.
>Cardio fucking with your gains.
>You went out to the potion maker in the forest, secured a shirt rigged to tear once more, and grabbed various "instruments" from late night shops.
>One of the potions you obtained was a potion of wake, which completely energized a person, allowing for a sleepless night with no consequence.
>But you had to have been awake for a full 24 hours before you could use it, so you still have some time to wait.
>Some items you got were products to enhance your "beauty."
>You wipe a tiny amount of cologne onto your freshly shaved neck.
>You also cover the apparent tint of purple under your eye.
>As well as fix your mess of a hair to a slightly less messy look.
>Because straight combed hair looks stupid.
>Man, you really need to get to bed on time.
>You'll do it tonight.
>Stretching your arms, you walk out of your bathroom into your bedroom.
>You sit down on the edge of the bed and flop back, laying out like a cross, arms stretched straight out, going over the sides of the bed slightly.
>Even the biggest pony beds were quite small to you.
>You close your eyes, resting for a moment.
>Today, Maud was going to help you.
>Or so she thinks.
>You're planning to break her, to get through that stone cold expression of hers.
>If you can, get her to do that ahegao face.
>But you have to be somewhat subtle to start off.
>You don't want her catching on too early, do you?
>So now you have 3 ponies at your mercy.
>Technically.
>Oh man, you're so going to-
*KNOCK KNOCK*
>...
>You lost you train of thought.
>Prying your eyes open, you raise you head to look at a nearby clock.
>9:30.
>Wonder who that could be.
>Since You sit up and pop the cap to the wake potion.
>You chug the entire potion, and you feel the liquid working it's way through your body.
>Slowly, you start to feel yourself becoming less drowsy.
>You jump up, feeling the new energy flowing through you.
>Eyes aren't drooping, your aren't hunched,
>It feels good man.
>Your chest raised and head held up high, you make your way downstairs to the front door where the knocking insists.
>Opening the door reveals the culprit to be Maud Pie
>No wonder the knocking sounded so monotone.
>She somehow made that possible.
>Maud eyes your body and notices your confidence.
>If she was fazed, she didn't make it obvious.
>Eventually...
"You're here early."
>"Yes."
"Any reason?"
>"Yes."
>Silence.
>Fuck, you're starting to lose it already.
"So, what reason is that?"
>"May I come inside first?"
"Oh, of course."
>You let Maud past you and close the door, following her into the main room.
>You take a moment to take in how she looks and what she's wearing.
>She's wearing clothing, unusual for a pony to be wearing casually.
>Maud is a grey coated pony, with a straight purple mane and tail.
>A single black band wraps around her darkish blue garment, which cuffs at the neck and goes halfway down her legs.
>Her turquoise eyes are the only thing colorful about this expressionless tiny horse.
>Actually scratch that.
>Behind her ear is a small slightly reddish smooth looking rock flower.
>Did she accessorize for you?
"Nice flower."
>"It's a rock."
"R-right..."
>Maud stops in the living room.
>She turns to look at you.
>"Do you like it?"
"Yeah, it's cute."
>No reaction.
"Right, well," you say, flopping down onto the couch, "I hear you love rocks."
>Maud stands in front of you.
>"Yes. I do Petrology. I'm getting a rocktorate in rock science."
>That's so fake.
>At least it better be.
"Neat. What's your favourite kind of rock?"
>"Sedimentary."
>You feign interest.
"And your least favourite."
>"The dirty metamorphic."
>You swear that had venom in it, but it's so hard to tell.
>You raise an eyebrow.
"What's so bad about the metamorphic?"
>"It morphs."
>You should have known better.
>You cough, then continue on.
"Anyway, back to my earlier question. Why are you here so early?"
>"I wanted to discuss what we were planning."
"Oh? You have some ideas?"
>"I was hoping you had some idea of what to do."
>You can't really tell her exactly...
>You think it over for a bit.
"Punishment is a big one. If they mess up, you 'punish' them."
>"...Are you sure?"
>You... think she got what you meant.
"Yeah, rough 'em up a little, if you know what I mean."
>"I believe I do."
>You hope so.
"I love to tease them, but you don't have to be subtle about it." You circle your hand in thought, "just use your imagination, you can do anything you want to them."
>"Can I do rock related things?"
"Do all the rock related things you wish."
>"I like rocks."
"Yeah, I know."
>You glance at the clock.
"Speaking of punishment, it appears the two of them are late."
>"So I get to punish them?"
"You punish one, I'll punish the other."
>Five minutes after the 10:00, the front door swings open.
>"Sorry we're late master!" Rarity calls out.
>Rarity runs into the living room and Pinkie happily bounces in.
>Maud slowly walks over to Rarity as she talks fast enough to rival Pinkie.
>"You see along the way carrot top stopped us and asked for a favour and I said no but I owed her since I had to get something from her so I had to say yes and Pinkie got sidetracked on a pony that-WAAH!"
>Rarity gets cut off when Maud grabs her by the scruff of the neck and throws her across the room.
>Somehow, with reaction speed you didn't know you had, you jumped forward to catch Rarity.
>She slams into you and you clutch her to your chest as her speed sends you flying back.
"Gah!" You say as your back slams into the wall.
>You fall down onto the floor with a crash, groaning.
"Aaack... Rarity... are you okay?"
>"Mentally, I may never recover. But mostly unscathed."
"G-good..." You say, your back in incredible pain.
>It hurts to talk.
>"But don't worry about me Anonymous, are you in pain?"
"B-barely felt it..." you say, grimacing and breathless, while clutching Rarity closer.
>After a deep breath, you let go of Rarity and barely manage to stand up.
>"Thank you for saving me." Rarity says, blushing.
"Speaking of which, Maud what the hell?" You turn to her.
>"I thought you said I was to give her punishment."
"Not that kind of punishment. That could have killed her."
>"I'm sorry, I suppose I do not know my own strength. She reminded me of a rock, and rocks are hard."
>"I am not a rock..." Rarity grumbles.
>Was... Was that supposed to be a pun?
"Look, let me explain it to you."
>You grab Maud and explain the kind of punishment they want.
>The sexy kind.
>"I understand now, that makes more sense."
"Great, now it's all cleared up."
>"Anonymous, please keep hold of my pet rock for me while I punish her." Maud hands you a rock from her pocket.
>You hesitantly take it with two fingers, and bring it close to your face to examine it.
"...It's just a pebble."
>"No. It's a rock." Maud turns away towards Rarity.
>"Wait, I don't think-" Maud cuts off Rarity once more when she grabs her by the tail and drags her away.
>"Help!" Rarity pleads.
>Maud drags Rarity upstairs, Rarity bumping her head every step, and stops at the top of the stairs.
>"I will be using your bedroom for a while." Maud says, then drags the dazed Rarity out of sight.
>It left just you and Pinkie downstairs.
>"Sooo, that happened." Pinkie says as she trots over to you.
"It did indeed."
>"What happens now?"
"I suppose it's time for your punishment."
>"Oh , what kind of punishment? Tell me, tell me!" Pinkie says cheerfully.
>She's really pumped about this.
>Kneeling down, you stare into Pinkie's eyes.
>You grab her cheeks and hold her head up gently.
"Oh, the very fun kind~" You say as seductively as possible.
>Pinkie's cheeks turn crimson red.
>"I love fun..." Pinkie goes half-lidded and trails off as you slowly bring your lips towards hers.
>A crash breaks the two of you out of your little moment.
>The two of you falls on your asses away from each other.
>Another crash, a slam, a smash, glass breaking.
"What the hell is going on up there?!"
>You can faintly hear the sound of the bed creaking over the other noises.
>You toss and turn a lot in your sleep, and considering you weigh like 3 times more than these ponies and you still haven't heard your bed creak until this moment, you're scared for Rarity.
>An even fainter cry and moaning can be heard as well, but it's impossible to tell who it's from.
>Though you can probably guess.
>Pinkie clutches onto your leg, shaking.
>"Nonny, I think I just want to get punished by you from now on."
"I don't know, maybe if you're good."
>"What if I'm re-e-eally naughty?~" Pinkie says as she wraps her hooves around the back of your head.
>Her body is pushing against your body, warm and fuzzy.
>You press your nose against her muzzle, her breath tickling you and vice versa.
"I suppose if you're really naughty, it'll take a true professional to straighten you out." You say as you rub the sides of her body slowly, feeling the soft fur against your fingers.
>"Don't hold back..." Pinkie says breathlessly, and slowly comes forward.
>The crashes were background noises you were managing to ignore, but an even louder crash and a bunch of rocks bouncing down your stairs broke the mood once more.
>You close your eyes and take a deep breath.
"I don't think this is going to work."
>"Don't worry, I always carry protection."
>Before you can say anything, she pulls out 2 ear muffs from nowhere.
>There was a double meaning and you know it you sexy little minx.
>Placing the ear muffs on the two of you, it completely cuts out all outside sound.
>Pinkie begins talking, but you can't hear a thing.
>You stare at her expressionless as her lips flap.
>Eventually, you take off the muffs.
>"-And that's how Maud started the great sedimentary and metamorphic war of '06, and when the rock industry changed forever-" You cut her off by placing your index finger to her lip.
>With your other hand you slide off the ear muff.
"This can't work if we can't hear each other."
>"Well, I'm out of ideas." Pinkie pouts.
"Ah fuck it."
>"What?"
>Pinkie yelps as you grab her and throw her onto the couch.
>"Ooh, strong!"
"I don't know about you, but I won't let a little noise ruin this..." You say, taking notice of her wet and your hard lower half.
>You get on top of her, holding yourself with one arm as not to crush her.
>You're head to head, and her heavy breaths brushes against your face.
>Smells like mint candy.
>You brush some hair out of the way and look into her beautiful sea blue eyes.
>Your extra hand scratches her chin then starts traveling lower.
>Pinkie gives a happy hum, wanting you to continue.
>Your fingers lightly trace her extremely fluffy stomach, getting a shiver from her.
>Satisfied with that reaction, you go a little lower.
>Two fingers rub either side of her slit, teasing her.
>You lightly bump Pinkie's muzzle with your nose.
>Then you close your eyes as you kiss her gently.
>Pinkie giggles into your kiss.
>You break contact.
"Giggling?"
>"I-I'm just so happy..."
>Pinkie's eyes close and she smiles brightly, seemingly emitting a radiant glow of pleasure and content.
>"...that I get to be here with you."
>Daaw.
>You can't help but smile as well.
"I love that you're happy."
>"And I'm happy because you're happy."
>You go for another kiss, but a giant rock lands in your backyard pool with a splash.
>You sigh.
"Let's just do it."
>Pinkie nods, and your fingers rub against her slit.
>She gasps as your middle finger slowly enters her.
>"B-be careful, this is the first time..."
>You're her first?
>That's unbelievable.
>Really, it is, you're calling bullshit.
>But if it is...
>Your finger is now halfway inside her.
>You wiggle it a little as she tightly wraps around it.
>Her insides massage your finger as if it's trying to milk it.
>Considering how good it feels just to have your finger in her, it must feel heavenly to 'really' enter her.
>When you stay halfway, Pinkie starts to whine, and tries to shimmy down to get more of you in her.
"Impatient slaves get punished!" You say, then drive your middle and ring finger into her completely.
>"Aaah!" Pinkie gasps, and presses her face against your neck, breathing heavenly.
>You feel how warm her face is against you, and her fur tickles your neck.
>Her fur starts to get damp.
>"Please master..."
>She's breathing heavenly, her chest rising and falling to meet yours.
>Your fingers are wet and her juices are spilling out onto the couch.
>You take your fingers and put them in your mouth, tasting her mare juice.
>It's like the most delicious candy, and it drives you crazy.
"Pinkie, you taste really good, try some yourself."
>You bring Pinkie's mouth up to yours and kiss her.
>Your tongue finds it's way into her mouth, and you spread your spit and her juice into her mouth.
>"Mhhmmmm..." She hums, melting into you.
>Her coat is damp, she's burning hot from being flushed, and she's twitching slightly.
>"Sooo seexyyy..." She says, mumbly and mushy.
>Your fingers find themselves down at her nether regions again and you start at it again.
>"Rut me you big sexy hunk~"
>You're gradually pick up speed as you pound away at her.
>Eventually, you're going a mile a minute, and Pinkie is spasming under you from pleasure.
>"Ah~! O-oh, m-more!"
>It doesn't take long before she says the magic words.
>"I'm going to-!"
>You pull out.
>"No. No. Not that punishment, anything but that!"
>She knew before you even said anything.
"I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I've be rewarding bad behavior far too much recently, what kind of message would be sending if I let you relieve yourself?"
>You push yourself away, off the panting pink pony below you.
"Only good servants get rewarded."
>"I-I'm sorry."
"Sorry who?"
>"Master..."
>Damn, it feels good to be gangsta.
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>Pinkie huffs and sits up, crossing her legs.
"And no touching yourself."
>"You will pay for this, Nonny."
>You boop her on the nose.
"Unlikely."
>Just as you're about to comment about the lack of ruckus upstairs, you can hear your bedroom door open and slam shut.
>Maud walks into view and calmly trots downstairs.
>She has a single hair out of place.
>"The punishment was successful."
"What did you do to her?"
>"I used a lot of rocks."
"Right... You have a hair out of place."
>...
>The hair slowly falls into place, as if she willed it that way.
>"Sorry."
>Rarity comes into view at the tops of the stairs, clearly carrying a bunch of wet rocks and stones with her magic.
>Her usually neat and tidy hair is awry, locks sticking out and just generally disheveled.
>She drags herself downstairs and walks to Maud with a limp.
>What did Maud do to that poor pony?
>"I believe these are yours." She says, wincing and giving the rocks to Maud.
>With that, she falls over, gasping.
>Pinkie grabs onto you tightly.
>You kneel down to Rarity, and trace your fingers over her eyelids, closing her eyes.
"Goodnight, sweet princess."
>You pick up Rarity with two hands, resting her on your half-outstretched arms.
"Pinkie, take Rarity and clean her up. Take care of yourself as well," You say, and rub your hands together, "me and Maud are going to 'relax'."
>She nods, and you rest Rarity on Pinkie's back.
>"I'll be done lickedy split master!" She says, smiling before she heads upstairs, presumably to the washroom, with the near unconscious Rarity on her back.
>Pinkie's being more obedient after seeing what Maud did.
>Or maybe it was the whole blue balling thing.
>Maybe both.
>Is there a female version of blue balling?
>Clit closing?
>Pussy Prohibiting?
>Nevermind.
>Once she's out of view, you turn to Maud.
>That entire scenario still didn't do anything to deter her.
>No matter, what you have next should do the trick.
"Our servants will be out of commission for a while, how about a little movie to pass the time?"
>"That sounds alright."
"Alright, now lets see here," you walk to the stand your TV rests on, and you open a compartment which holds dozens of movies, "what do you want to watch?"
>You wait for a moment, but she doesn't respond.
"We got Superpony - Mare of steed, Pulp Filly, Citizen Canine, Filly Fantasia, Po- Are these really the titles? It`s still stupid."
>You sigh.
"Well, what do you want to watch?" You say as your head turns to look at her.
>Maud holds a movie case in her mouth.
>You raise an eyebrow, and slowly reach out to take it away.
>Confident she won't do anything weird, you grab it from her mouth and look at the title.
"Rocks: The documentary."
>Jesus why.
>"It's my favourite."
>Of course it is.
"I'm sure, but I think we should mix it up a bit, you don't want to see the same movie again, right?"
>Maud's putting the disc in your CD player.
>You're still holding the case.
>You open the case, and find the disc still in there.
"How?"
>"I have several copies."
>You guess she went the Pinkie Pie school of pulling bullshit out of thin air.
>But you suppose that makes sense, she is her sister after all.
>Is that weird, considering the circumstances?
>Ah, don't think too hard about it.
"If you really want too..." You trail off.
>Maud walks over to the couch and sits down, you following shortly.
>"Comfortable couch."
"I know right? Just got a new one.
>You plop down right next to her, on her right, draping your left arm over the pony and pulling her close.
>"It feels like a rock."
>Shit, you're that uncomfortable?
>But Maud doesn't pull away, and instead snuggles up to you.
>Aight.
>You hit play on the remote and the movie begins.
>The contents of the movie don`t really matter, though the result of what you're doing could change depending on how interested she is in the movie.
>You pull her a little closer.
>She moves her head slightly to get into a more comfortable position, and rests it against your pecs.
>The movie continues, but you're paying no attention to it.
>You lean away and grab a nearby blanket, draping it over the two of you.
>While it covers Maud`s small pony body decently, it leaves a lot of you exposed.
>You want her to be as comfortable as possible, so that doesn't matter.
>Wanting to see how far she'll let you go, you rest your hand on her covered hip
>No reaction.
>You start idly rubbing your hand against the fabric, where her cutie mark should be.
>A while back you learned that was a bit of a sensitive part.
>You can actually slightly feel it through the fabric, as the cutie mark fur is tougher than the soft coat of a pony.
>Even Maud's coat is quite soft.
>Nothing changes after continues massaging.
>Feeling brave, you slowly and subtly walk your fingers against the dress, draging it up.
>You still don't feel or hear any reaction, so you're able to raise it up so it bunches up on her cutie mark.
>With that, you start rubbing her rear.
>The fur on her ass is much softer than any other part of her body.
>You hand goes up and down, gliding over her cheeks.
>You STILL don't get a reaction.
>This pony is a tough nut to crack.
>Determined, you start rubbing the insides of thighs slowly.
>You lightly hum, rubbing the bottom of your head against the top of her head.
>Maud still doesn't change her expression, purely focused on the rock documentary.
>Fine, you can play her game.
>You'll just rub her marehood, and-
>"Nonny!"
>You instinctively pull your hand away from years of close encounters and place it where it was around Maud originally.
>"We're done, watcha watchin'?" Pinke says as she slides down the stair handrails.
>She launches off the end of the handrails and bashes into your right side, opposite of Maud.
>Pinkie grapples your arm and snuggles up to you.
>"Can I watch t- aaw..."
>Pinkie looks at the TV screen and immediately loses her excitement.
>"Maudy, you made Anon watch your movie? You've already seen it hundreds of times, it's soooo boring!"
>At the time, Rarity walks down the stairs, most returned to normal but still walking with a limp.
>"Does it have anything about gems in it?" Rarity asks.
>"Nope, just rocks." Pinkie says.
>"Then I agree, turn it off."
>"I get to make the rules, I want to watch it." Maud responds.
>"You don't have rule over Nonny, what do you say?"
"What?"
>"Do you want to watch this?" Rarity repeats the question.
>Oh god you`re put on the spot.
"Blaaah... what?"
>"Movie Nonny!"
>You mull it over for a second.
"...Go get us some drinks."
>Pinkie groans.
>She flips over so her back is to you, and she pushes against you.
>"Aaaagh but it's so boring!"
"Remember what happened on the couch?"
>...
>Pinkie begrudgingly gets up and Rarity follows her into the kitchen.
>"Thank you Anon." Maud says.
"You're welcome."
>With Pinkie and Rarity downstairs with you, you can't go any further then where you've already gone, even with the blanket over the two of you.
>Maud, you win this round.
>You might have to get desperate.
>You look at a nearby clock.
>1:00pm.
>You still have tons of time left.
>Pinkie and Rarity return with drinks.
>They brought the two of you soda, but you made Rarity get you a water.
>Not having any of that shit anymore.
>Shortly after getting them, Maud tips the cup and a large amount of pop comes out and spills onto the couch.
>Did she do that on purpose?
>"Oh my. I apologize."
"Damnit, it's not your fault."
>You effortlessly lift Maud off to examine the couch.
>It is fucking drenched.
>Did she really spill that much?
>God damn, your new couch is ruined.
"Well, I think movie time is over.
>"I agree. What next?" Maud says.
>The three ponies look at you, awaiting an answer.
"Well, if I had to choose..."
---
>The four of you sit around a circular table.
>Pinkie is to the left of you, Maud to the right, and Rarity across from you.
>Warily, you lift the edges of the cards to see what you got.
>Your eyes dart around to each of the candy coloured equines, making sure none of them were peeking, and to judge their reactions.
>Pinkie has a hint of a smile on her face.
>Rarity looks worried.
>Maud, predictably, has a stone cold expressionless face.
>You kind of regret suggesting strip poker to her.
>But Anon, you may say, how do ponies play strip poker if they don't wear clothing?
>That is easy brain, they put on embarrassing clothing.
>Like stockings, thongs, etc.
>There's also a couple other 'special' things you have planned.
>Also, the person that wins is the only one that doesn't strip.
>"Anon, it's your turn." Maud says.
>You snap back into reality to find the 3 ponies staring at you.
>Pinkie and Maud's expressions are unchanged, but Rarity looks even more distressed, a smile on her face with the corners twitching, she’s sweating, and her eyes darting away from yours.
>You don't have a very good hand, play it cool.
>From seemingly nowhere, your hand appears from below the table and you put sunglasses on your face.
"Check."
>"This was a ridiculous idea." Rarity complains.
"Too bad, I get to decide what we do."
>Pinkie, as the dealer, slaps 3 cards down on the table.
>4 of diamonds, Ace of diamonds, Queen of spades.
>You look at your cards once again.
>Jokers of hearts, 2 of hearts.
>Shit.
>It's clear that Rarity doesn't have anything decent, but you can't be sure of the other two.
>Pinkie's always been a tricky one, and Maud is unreadable.
>"I raise!" Pinkie says.
>"What happens if I fold again?" Rarity asks.
>Jeez, make it any more obvious.
"You automatically lose, both gaining clothes in your case and losing your chips."
>Rarity mulls over it for a second.
>"I call." She says hesitantly.
>Maud wordlessly throws in the correct amount of chips.
>You do the same.
>Pinkie slaps down another card, a 10 of spades.
>God dammit.
>But you've gone too far to back down.
>After another round around the table, Pinkie goes for the final card.
>You're all on the edge of your seat, literally for Rarity, who's also biting her nails.
>The final card plops down on the table.
>Joker of Diamonds.
>...Okay.
>"Yes, that figures." Rarity says, defeated.
>Rarity plops down two worthless cards.
"You really didn't have anything of worth? For some reason I kind of expected something."
>"I'm really not good at this game Anonymous."
"I'm not much better," You say as you throw down your cards face up, "one pair."
>"Ha, I got this in the bag!"
>Pinkie plops down her cards, revealing two queens.
>"Three of a kind, beat that!"
>"I got a flush." Maud says as she puts down her cards.
>Pinkie is wordless as Maud drags the chips in the middle of the table towards her.
"I guess we better get started."
>You lean down under the table and take off a sock.
>Pinkie and Rarity put on 4 socks instead of just one.
>Well shit, now you feel kind of bad.
>Pink, fluffy socks adorn Pinkie's hooves, while see-through leggings are on Rarity.
"That was the sock turn apparently. Let's go again, shall we?"
>"What happens when we run out of chips?" Rarity asks.
"You'll see when that happens, alright?"
>Rarity appears worried.
>Fortunately, it's not as horrible as she's probably imagining.
>You just get out of the game, sticking with whatever clothes you have on/off until the game is over.
>But if you tell her that, she may lose on purpose.
>After another round of poker, you win the hand victorious with another one pair.
"Lemme see them clothes, girls."
>Pinkie and Rarity slide on panties while Maud puts on a pair of purple socks.
"I can't wait until I win again."
>You lose the next round.
>To Rarity no less.
>"Wahaha! I actually won a round!"
"Yes, good job."
>While Pinkie and Maud are getting on their next items, you stand up, towering over the table and the 3 ponies.
>You cross your arms as you grab the bottom of your shirt, and slowly bring it up.
>Pinkie stops in the middle of putting a ring around the base of her tail to stare at you.
>The collar pops off your head, and you throw your shirt at Rarity.
>The shirt wraps around her horn, and she doesn't react to it at all, completely focused on you.
>Even Maud stopped to stare.
>Or rather watch out of the corner of her eye.
*SPLASH*
>There's that wonderful noise.
>"I-It never gets easier." Rarity stutters.
"I hope I don't distract you during our game."
>You sit down, your chest still fully exposed.
>Resting your elbows on the table and resting your chin the back of your hands, you lean in.
"Ready for the next round?"
>Rarity nods quickly.
>Pinkie sits down, her tail noticeably being held up more, thanks to the ring.
>If you get behind her, you'll get an amazing view...
>Maud put on a black thong.
>You'll get a closer look later.
>Rarity and Pinkie squirm in their seat as you catch them stealing glances at you.
>Pinkie is having a much tougher time hiding her 'excitement'.
"Remember to clean up any spills."
>"Y-Yes Nonny."
>Your emotions change from smug to slight annoyance as you glance at Maud.
>Even wearing cute and sexy clothing while getting a good view of your body, she still doesn't show anything.
>You'll get her if it's the last thing you do.
>The next few rounds go your way.
>Pinkie does win the next round, getting you to take off your last sock, but then it all starts turning in your favor.
>You start winning hand after hand, getting them to put on even more and more.
>The result is incredible.
>Stockings, collars, tail rings, soaked panties, you name it.
>They lost so much you got each of them to put on an egg vibrator.
>You 'personally' attached it, right to the most sensitive part.
>Pinkie and Rarity were not faring very well, all things considered.
>The vibrator giving them constant pleasure while having to stare at your muscles was driving them crazy.
>Their orgasms were frequent, almost once every turn.
>Drool and other obvious substances filled their personal areas.
>But it still wasn't enough for Maud.
>She was sitting there with a vibrator teasing her and she still have anything to show for it.
>Even if it was only on low, it should still do something.
>"Gaaa~..." Pinkie 'says'.
>You recognize that gurgle to be 'call'.
>The final round comes around.
>You've lost your pants, which really didn't help the ponies predicament.
>It also didn't help that since they've turned practically into jello, you've had to hold them up by sitting them in your lap.
>Not that it matters, they lost all their chips a while back, they're just spectating now.
>But they can't take all of it off until the game is over.
>They're spending the following time having spasms in your arms, licking your chest, and moaning and crying out your name.
>You won't lie, you’re sporting a stiffy.
>But now, it's just you and Maud.
>This decides everything.
>You plop down the last card.
>It takes a moment for the two of you to evaluate what you got.
"Shit."
>"Full House."
"Seriously?"
>That's definitely a full house.
>And you’re still erecting a ‘full house’ of your own.
>"You lost."
"I suppose I did," You gently place the 2 ponies on the floor next to you, "but you only get to see it for a second, because the game is over."
>You were hoping your boner would go down, but it's a strong as ever.
>Being covered in horny mare juice probably isn't helping the situation, the musk is making certain instincts kick in.
>Maud's eyes go directly to your bulge in your boxers as you stand up, but her expression still remains unchanged.
>Your thumbs get under the boxer bands and you quickly pull down.
>It gets stuck on the end, and once it frees, your member swings around.
>Maud's pupils dilate, and the two ponies on the ground scream in ecstasy.
>Then the area around Maud's crotch explodes.
"Holy shit!" You yell, falling back, the boxers snapping back and covering you.
>Maud looks down at her nether regions, then looks back up.
>"The vibrator exploded."
"It... what?" You say, short of breath.
>"I have to clean it up."
>Maud gets off the chair and begins dragging the chair to the kitchen.
"You know we have servants for that."
>"No."
>And she's out of sight.
>Weird.
>After bringing the two ponies back to consciousness, Maud returns with the chair.
>Sparkling clean.
"Did an 'explosion' really need to you clean up that much?"
>She doesn't respond.
>You can tell the surface is wiped down and washed.
>Is that the full reason?
>Wait a minute...
>If she spilled the drink...
>And the vibrator exploded...
>And she dry cleaned the chair...
>Then maybe...
>MAYBE SHE-
>"What now Anon?" Maud asks.
"Aaaand I lost my train of thought."
>Maud cocks her head to the side.
>Even monotone can look cute sometimes.
>"No... No more of that..." Rarity says while standing up, her legs shaking, barely supporting her.
>"I dunno Rarity, I thought that was kinda fun!"
>You take a bingo card out of your pants on the floor.
>You cross out, 'Pinkie says fun at least 5 times’.
"All I need is ‘Rarity overpacks for something’ and ‘Pinkie fires her confetti cannon’."
>"What's that Nonny?" Pinkie asks.
"Nothing," You say as you slide the paper in your pants pocket again, "What's that with you, Pinkie?"
>Pinkie tries to respond, but doesn't know what the say, obviously confused.
>You slide your pants and shirt back on.
"I fucking lost my socks again."
>"They're right here Anon." Maud says, the socks on her head.
"Thanks..." You say, an accusing tone in your voice.
>How did she get your socks?
>After everybody undressed/dressed and collected themselves, you slapped your hands together.
"So, now we- uh..." You cut yourself off, thinking of what to do.
>"We could play camouflage."
"Camouflage?"
>You turn your head to Rarity and Pinkie.
>Rarity is shaking her head aggressively.
>Pinkie is standing still with a smile on her face.
>You turn your head back towards Maud.
"What do you do?"
>"It's like hide and seek, but way more intense."
"Sounds like a plan."
>Rarity sighs audibly.
>Deal with it.
>"Do you still have Boulder?"
"You mean the rock you gave me? Yeah, I think so."
>You pat down your pockets.
"Actually, I don't think I do..."
>"Do you know where he is?"
"No, I don't."
>Maud stands still for a moment, not saying anything.
>Your eyes dart to the sides before falling on Maud once more.
"Sooo, should we go look for it-"
>Maud starts shaking.
"A-Are you okay?"
>Still expressionless, she starts shaking more violently.
>"Maudy?" Pinkie says.
>The whole house starts shaking.
>Shit falls off of shelves and the ground starts cracking.
>Your poor house.
>You feel something bouncing around in your back pocket.
"W-Wait, I know where he is!"
>You grab the rock and hold it out in front of her.
"See?"
>The shaking starts to slowly die out.
>You damn near had a heart attack.
>"Where was he?"
"In my back pocket, go figure."
>"Oh, I see, you were just playing camouflage."
>You were?
"I was!"
>"Hm, well the game is never nearly as good twice."
>Wow, what a waste of time.
"Luckily, that near death experience gave me an idea."
>"What's that Nonny?"
"Thank you for asking Pinkie, because I believe your sister is quite strong, am I wrong?"
>"I have been told I have strength." Maud says.
"How about you and I have a little contest?"
>"Anonymous, I've seen what Maud can do, I don't think-" Rarity begins.
"The ship has already sailed Rarity, and I want to see what she can do."
>"What do you have in mind?" Maud asks.
>She's taking the bait.
>Time to show her how you look during and after a workout.
"Let's do it like one of those 'iron pony' competitions," You rub your chin in thought, "testing a couple skills, like endurance, strength, power, accuracy, stuff like that."
>"Where should we start?"
>It's actually happening!
"A warm up. There's a wide trail near my house that goes through a safe part of the everfree forest, how about a little race?"
>"Okay."
>No debate, no anything.
>Is she that confident, or does she just not care?
>Or is there another reason she wants to compete?
>Whatever it is, she's doing it, and that's all that matters.
>You've got to find as many activities to reveal yourself as possible.
>"I was thinking, is this really something to be doing now?"
"Rarity, not everything has to be about you."
>"But we're the servants..." She mumbles to herself.
"Alright, let's not waste anytime, let's head over."
>A short walk later, the 4 of you end up at the beginning of the trail.
"This will circle around to further back, where we'll have to take a sharp turn and sprint back up here, okay?"
>"Are you ready?"
"I was planning to ask you that."
>"So you're ready?"
>You get into the starting position next to Maud at the entrance.
"Now I am. One of you, call it."
>"Reeeady? Set?..."
>Pinkie stops.
>You furrow your brow.
"Anytime Pinki-"
>"GOOOOO!" Pinkie yells, a confetti cannon going off.
>You'll have to mark that off later.
>The distraction gets Maud a head start, but it doesn’t help much as you get moving almost immediately afterwards.
>The starting push puts you ahead Maud shortly, but then she takes back first place.
>For the beginning of the race, Maud is leagues ahead of you, but you planned on that.
>Ponies are good for short bursts, but they don't stand a chance against you in a long race.
>That being said, once you eventually catch up with her halfway through the race, she doesn't slow down any further.
"Getting tired yet?"
>She responds by speeding up.
>Your shoes and her hooves kick up dirt, creating a small dust cloud as you fly by the track.
>Two ponies were walking further up the track, and turned their heads once they heard your stomping feet.
>The male of the two pushes the other to the side and dives off just as you pass them.
>Ha.
>You start getting ahead of Maud.
>Distracted by winning, the sharp turn catches you off guard.
>Fucking karma.
>Stopping is sloppy, and you lightly bounce into a tree as you skip off the now gravel walkway.
>Maud on the other hand turns expertly, and is already bounding down the gravel road by the time you recover.
>You take off after her, putting everything you have into catching up to her.
>You see Pinkie and Rarity up ahead, the both of them cheering the two of you on.
>Maud a little ways from victory, you manage to get by her side once more.
>The two of you cross the finish line.
>Your feet juggle themselves as you attempt to bring yourself to a gradual stop.
>Maud, on the other hand, slams into your legs, making the two of you tumble together further down the path.
>At the end of it all, your face is being held between Maud's thighs while her hooves rest on your crotch.
>Erotic.
>You pry Maud off of you, the run combined with the warmth of her coat making your face red and sweaty.
>You place her on the ground just as Pinkie and Rarity catch up to the two of you.
>"Did you see that? It was so cool!" Pinkie says, excited.
"I did see, yes. Who won?"
>"It looked like a tie." Rarity says.
"Damn, so you don't actually know."
>"Sorry Anonymous."
>"Let's call it a tie." Maud says.
>Her crotch in your face doesn't seem to bother her.
>What kind of statue is this?
"Fine, no points are awarded."
>"Aw, nothing? What's next then?" Pinkie asks.
"Power."
---
>Fast forward half an hour later.
>Pinkie and Rarity secured a power tester.
>A small punching bag you hit as hard as possible, attached to a "Power Supply Tester"
"Primitive."
>"It's the best thing we could get."
"It's fine," You smack your fist into your open hand, "as long as it can survive what I can do to it."
>Pinkie does an 'ooo!' noise.
>Damn right.
>You line up your right cross.
>In a flash, you snap forward, sending the small punching bag flying.
>It swings around as the machine calculates the power.
-137-
"...How does this measure the punch?"
>Maud is already stepping up to the bag.
"Just gonna ignore me? Okay..."
>Maud raises her front right hoof.
"Wait, you're not going to kick?"
>"You punched, so I'll punch too."
>Oh, NOW they can hear you.
>"Plus I'm wearing a horseshoe."
"Wha-"
>Her right hoof shoots out and slams into the punching bag.
>The machine calculates.
-138-
"Are you fucking serious."
>"Maud wins!" Pinkie jumps around in excitement.
"Yeah, but... Horseshoe."
>"What wrong with that Anonymous?" Rarity asks.
"It's the equivalent of me wearing a brass knuckle."
>"I'm sorry, do you want to do another round?"
>There's that hint of emotion again.
>She does sound genuinely sorry.
>At least you think so, it's hard to tell.
"No, it's fine. There's still more to do."
>"That's right, so what's next?" Rarity asks.
"Accuracy!"
>"How do ya do that Nonny?"
"Uuuh."
>You mull it over for a bit.
"Can... Can ponies shoot bows?"
>"Is that really a physical exertion?"
"No, but we need four things because of the tie, and this is the only thing I can think of."
>"I'm game!"
"No, you're Pinkie."
>Pinkie bumps her head into your leg at that remark
>Cute.
---
>Fast forward another half an hour.
>You've got bows, bitches!
>Maud is currently lining up her shot.
>This idea was completely out of the blue, you've fired a bow one other time in your life.
>In other words, you don’t really know what you’re doing.
>Maud doesn't seem to be fairing that much better.
>Pulling back the string and holding the arrow with her teeth looks awkward.
>It's probably a unicorn sport.
>Holding the bow up with her hind legs, she lets go of the string.
>This is going to be funny.
>It hits the blue, 2 away from the center.
>Ssshit.
>"Woohoo! Go Maud!" Pinkie's dressed up in a cheerleading outfit, jumping around with pompoms covering her hooves.
"Go Anon?"
>"GOOOOOO BLUE TEAM!" Pinkie says in a weirdly british accent.
>...There are no blue teams.
>Ignoring that, you pick up the arrow and line your shot.
>Confident you're either lined up or you're going to completely fuck up, you let go of the string.
>It hits dead center.
>Oh.
>"Wow, quite impressive Anonymous." Rarity says.
>"Impressive? That was absolutely amazing! How'd you do it Nonny? Can you do it again?"
>"I guess we're tied again, Anon."
>Pinkie is bouncing around, doing cartwheels and running around out of excitement in the background.
"Yes we are, and I saved the best for last."
>"Wait, are the two of you going to do another shot?"
"Aaah fuck it." You say dismissively.
>Rarity looks like she wants to say something, but doesn't.
>Damn straight.
"It's time for the strength test."
>In other words...
"It's time to lift!"
---
>Fast forward ANOTHER half an hour, because transitions are hard.
>After the power test, you all moved to your yard for the final test.
>Some mats are set around the lifting area.
>You've put on your special shirt, just for this.
>You're patiently waiting while Maud adds weights to the bar.
>Seeing a pony lift a weight is going to be interesting.
>"I believe this is my maximum."
>100 on each side.
>That's... Impressive.
>It certainly is strange a small horse can lift that much.
>Maud certainly is strong, for a pony anyway.
>You've certainly improved from just being able to lift 45 on each side originally.
>You tug at the tightness of your shirt as it clings to you for dear life.
>It may be slightly uncomfortable, but it'll be worth it.
>You catch Pinkie and Rarity stealing glances at you.
>Don't worry, you'll see it soon enough.
>While you monologue to yourself, Maud had positioned herself behind the bar.
>The challenge is like the Olympics.
>While squatting, you quickly lift the bar over your head, behind or in front of your shoulders, than stand up, holding the bar up.
>It'll be interesting to see the pony version of this.
>Pinkie and Rarity set up chairs a couple metres away from the bar and Maud.
>Rarity is nervously tapping her hooves together while Pinkie is munching on some popcorn.
>You're standing to the next of them, arms crossed, waiting still.
>Maud stands up on her hind legs
>Obviously being able to do that is in the Pie family blood.
>She leans down, somehow keeping her balances and grabs onto the metal bar by wrapping around them, almost like a cane.
>Maud takes a deep breath, then lifts the bar.
>Your eyes widen as she stands back upright and lifts the bar above her head.
>After a good couple of seconds, she drops it on the ground.
>It bounces lightly before settling.
>Rarity breaths a sigh of relief while Pinkie jumps up from her seat, spilling the popcorn that was on her lap everywhere.
>"That was amazing Maud!"
>"Yes, it was quite exciting." Maud says.
>Good job showing it.
"Rarity, what's with the sighing?"
>"I was just terribly worried something would go wrong, she could have been crippled for life if she did it wrong."
>"Thank for you thinking about me, Rarity." Maud says, walking over to Rarity and pulling her into a hug.
>"O-oh, musty..." She says quietly, then returning the hug.
>You cough.
"Well, I suppose it's my turn."
>You stroll over to the extra weights, debating how much extra to put on.
>Your hand trails over to the 5 pound weight, and you look and Pinkie.
>She slowly shakes her head.
>You look back and move your hand over to a weight next to it, the 100 pound one.
>You look at Pinkie again.
>She slowly nods her head.
>You suppose it would be a bit cheap to just add 10 pounds.
>Like voting one dollar more on the price is right.
>Don't be that guy.
>A minute later, and the plates are set and secured.
>An extra 100 on each side.
>You rub your hands together and place yourself on the mats.
>400 pounds.
>Nowhere near breaking the world record, but still, a huge jump from what you used to do.
>This isn't to break a record, this is to prove something to yourself.
>And, you suppose, to attract Maud and the others.
>But that's secondary to your own self worth.
>Leaning down and grabbing the bar, your place your legs apart and find your center of balance.
>Your shirt chafes your body, but it won't be doing so much longer.
>Your heart is beating fast, and you take a deep breath.
>"Don't worry Nonny, we know can do it!" Pinkie says.
>"Even if you don't, it's still amazing how far you've come." Rarity adds.
>"Don't hold back." Maud surprisingly says.
>Encouraged, you begin.
>Your muscles strain as you like the bar up to your neck, getting an 'awe' from Pinkie.
>You feel your shirt begin to tear as your muscles bulge, and you struggle to lift the bar above your head.
>Eyes closed, teeth gritted, and with a burst of adrenaline, your arms shoot up and you hold the bar up.
>This sudden movement, combined with the strenuous task you're doing and the already rigged shirt, makes your shirt explode.
>It rips and tears, flying off you in several different directions, some pieces hitting the ponies.
>They don't react to the contact, as Pinkie, Rarity and Maud's eyes widen at the sudden event.
>You, standing there, muscles visible, the weight lifted high above your head.
*SPLASH*
>The sound of a job well done.
>With a grunt, you drop the weight on the ground.
>It doesn't bounce.
>Arms feeling weak, you flop down into a sitting position to recover.
"So, I guess I win?"
>Maud, having returned to normal shortly after having a minor reaction, nods affirmatively.
>Pinkie and Rarity are having trouble standing up.
>"You're really strong." Maud says.
"I take pride in my work."
>You stand up and stretch your back, and groan.
"After that, I need to relax."
>"I concur." Maud says.
"Lets head back. You two," You say, pointing to Pinkie and Rarity, "clean this up, then head inside."
>"Will do Mr. Anon!" Pinkie says, still weak legged.
>Mr. Anon?
>That's a new one.
>You and Maud head inside and let them get to work.
>Once inside, the two of you find your way to your couch and sit down.
>You sit a couple inches away from each other, heads resting on the back of the couch, looking straight ahead.
>You're too tired to try anything.
"That was fun."
>"It was."
"I'd love to do something like that with you again."
>"Okay."
>The monotone emotionless mannerism is actually somewhat comforting
"Well, while they're working, what do you want to do?"
>While talking, you look at the clock.
>5:00 pm
>That whole thing took a while.
>"How about we just talk?"
"What about?"
>...
>"Rocks."
"Right..."
>You look at her.
"How profitable is a rock farm?"
>"We sell the perfect rocks to a variety of companies, businesses and people."
"Perfect?"
>"For instance, we sometimes sell skipping stones, we can make bricks and provide gravel for gravel roads..."
>So it's not just rocks than?
>"Rock candy..."
>Sounds painful on the teeth.
>"it's sweet, but it's not my type, we also sell to sculpture businesses and the mafia."
"Wait, what?"
>One of those things is not like the other.
"The mafia?"
>"We don't ask, and they provide us with some good money."
>It seems even a rock farm can be dealing in some shady business.
>You wonder if Pinkie was involved in it at all.
>Fuck, she's probably IN the mafia.
>It's also surprising that's not a pun.
>Something stupid, like marefia.
>You look straight ahead again.
"It sounds like quite a bit goes on at the rock farm."
>"It gets really crazy sometimes."
>Oh, you're sure.
"Do you also mine iron and stuff for tools?"
>"Jesus christ, those are minerals Anon, not rocks."
"S-sorry?"
>She shakes her head.
>"No, I'm sorry, it's just so many ponies make that mistake, I can get a little mad sometimes.
>Her voice isn't what shocked you, it sounded the same, her words are what fazed you.
"It's fine, but let's talk about something else, alright?"
>"Okay."
"Have any hobbies?"
>"A few."
"Are they about rocks?"
>"Yes."
"Never mind than."
>"You don't care?"
"It's not that, it's just, I’ll probably see them eventually anyway."
>"Maybe."
>It's weird that you're the one carrying the conversation.
>Usually, it's the other way around.
"I've noticed that you're weirdly wet.”
>"It's sweat."
"But you didn-"
>"It's sweat."
>But she didn't sweat that much...
>You hear the sliding door to the backyard opens before you have more time to press her.
>"We're done!" Pinkie yells as she enter your home.
"Welcome bac- Okay, why is your hair on fire?"
>A tiny flame rests on the end of Pinkie's bouncy hair.
>"When did that happen?" Rarity asks, confused.
>Pinkie clops two hooves on the fire, putting it out.
>"Whoopsie!"
>Pinkie is definitively up to something.
>"What now, Anon?" Maud says.
"I don't know about you three, but I am staaaarving!" You pat your stomach.
>"Now you're talking my language!" Pinkie says.
>Before you can even give the order, Pinkie is off to the kitchen.
>"I'll help her, I suppose." Rarity says.
"I think I'll join you two."
>"You're going to help?"
"Why not?"
>"W-well, thank you master." Rarity does the pony equivalent of a curtsy, and heads into the kitchen, you following shortly afterwards.
"Just relax Maud, we'll have something made lickedy split."
>"Okay."
>No objections, perfect.
>Truth be told, you do have another motive besides just being helpful.
>One of the potions you obtained was an arousal potion, guaranteed to make any'pony' instantly aroused and horny.
>And you're going to slip some into the food.
>You'll make yourself a separate, meat-focused dish.
>"So, what should we make?" Rarity asks.
"Stew."
>"Alright, simple enough."
"I'll be helping with that, but I'll also be making my own little thing."
>"Can I make-"
"Yes, you can make dessert Pinkie."
>"Aaaall right!" She pumps a hoof into the air, and starts scavenging for dessert supplies.
>That just means one less person you have to sneak the potion by.
>In event that potion fails, you do have a back-up.
>A potion that just flat out makes a person have a powerful orgasm when it comes in contact with them.
>But where's the fun in that?
>It's a last resort.
>Your mind wanders back to plan X.
>Eventually.
>You and Rarity begin on the stew, and you hear the rock documentary being played in the living room from the kitchen.
>You suppose she has to find some way to entertain herself.
>"Pinkie, can you come here?" You hear Maud call out.
>Ruh roh.
>You don't know what she wants, but it can’t be good if she needs to be entertained.
>A couple minutes later, Pinkie comes back into the kitchen unchanged.
>O-oh.
>Nevermind?
>Wondering what Maud needed, you continue working on the stew.
>Through a sleight of hand, and by that you meant you sent Rarity out of the kitchen to get something, to managed to pour the potion into the stew and mix it.
>You check on your meat; a small roast.
>Almost done.
>You smell the stew.
>Delicious. And Erotic!
>You peek your head into the living room.
"Dinner in five."
>After that sentence, you took the time to notice Maud's appearance had changed.
>Her hair was tied up in a ponytail, her rock flower was placed in a more noticeable place, at her ear, and her coat seemed to be fluffed up.
>She looked more graceful, attractive, and all around more appealing.
>How? Why? When?
>"Okay."
>Not wanting to question it, you return to the kitchen.
>"Pinkie, come back please."
>"Rightaroony Maudatoony!"
>She happily bounces out of the room, having just finished the dessert and placed it in the freezer.
>Chocolate bowls for Ice-cream.
>Clever.
>Rarity had set up the table nicely, a white linen tablecloth covering the table, the bowls and utensils placed in perfect symmetry, and candles plus flowers to set the atmosphere.
>It looks like what you'd have on a proper date.
>You imagine the atmosphere is going to change quite a bit once everyone digs in though.
>After the 3 ponies are seated at the table, you grab all of their bowls and give them a decent portion of the soup.
>You take notice Maud has returned to normal.
>If you didn't know any better, you'd think she looked a little sad.
>And you do know better.
>You take the roast out of the oven and serve yourself some.
>There's also a side of salad. Just, you know, if you want to know.
>You sit at the end of the table.
>With little conversation, everyone starts eating.
>"Must you really eat meat?"
"Protein."
>"There are better ways."
"Too delicious."
>Rarity just decides to stop arguing.
>Pinkie laps at her stew, ignoring her spoon, slurping and munching loudly while Rarity takes her time and eats it conservatively.
>Maud eats it like a normal human being.
>Pony being?
>Sure.
>No overly messy, overly fancy, overly exotic, over cross species weird bullshit, no dapping the face with a cloth, no spilling the soup everywhere in an eating frenzy, not having some unique gimmick, or a part of a big joke, no laugh track worthy, tv show worthy, story worthy, just plain ass, simple ass, run of the mill, everyday orderly ordinary regular average fucking eating.
>So, you kind of like the normality.
>Too bad it's going to change.
>You're halfway through your meal when you start to notice the effects of the potion taking place.
>During Pinkie's thirds, she starts taking breaks from eating to breath deeply and lewdly, holding a hoof down near her nether regions.
>Rarity is constantly shuffling in place, starting to lose her proper attitude, spilling more stew as her magic gets less focused.
>Their faces also begin getting red.
>And Maud still isn't fucking doing anything.
>Her face is red, but she shows no other reaction.
>For all you know, it could just be an allergy that's making her turn red.
>You finish off your roast, and the effects begin hitting them hard, Pinkie especially.
>"I've gotta go to the bathroom..." Pinkie squeaks, and she shakingly walks out of the kitchen, leaving behind a trail of liquids.
>Rarity is holding on for dear life, having pushed the now empty bowl of stew off to the side and resting her head on the table.
>Her hooves press again the linen tablecloth, pushing it up and bunching it together, as if she's trying to grab onto it.
>With a face beet red, eyes shut tight and mouth gritted, she's desperately trying to hold back.
>"AAAH!" You hear Pinkie's voice from somewhere else in the house, presumably the bathroom.
>With that noise, Rarity gets even redder and moans.
>Pinkie moaning makes Rarity moan?
>Interesting.
>Rarity begins feverishly rubbing herself, resting her upper body on the table, knocking some flowers over.
>"It was a very delicious meal." Maud says.
>You look at her, back to Rarity and back to her.
"I guess she enjoyed it even more, huh?"
>Rarity moans again.
>"I think I need to check on Pinkie." Maud says, before getting up and leaving.
>She sure was in a hurry.
>And was she walking weirdly?
>Maybe the potion affected her a little?
>Regardless, it appears to not have worked as well as you thought it would, if at all.
>Rarity picks herself away from the table.
>Oh right, that's a thing that's happening right now.
>She jumps off the chair, pushes the chair to the side and bends over, her rear facing you.
>You've got a clear view of her sopping wet pussy, her juices running down her leg and dripping onto the floor.
>You weren't aware pre-cum could be created in this volume.
>Her hips sway from side to side.
>"Master, I can't take it any longer! Rut me you big fucking sexy stallion! Fuck me!"
>Hm.
>This is kind of rape.
>You think.
>I(you?) mean, you did potion her.
>But she did want it beforehand.
>At least you think so.
>What are the laws on rape in Equestria?
>Are they even there?
>You assume they would be.
>How strict are they? Would this count?
>You'd better-
>"Stop thinking and just do it!"
>Rarity had backed up and her rear is almost pressing against you.
>Well, it's hard to say no to that.
>"No teasing, go in hard!~"
>It's kind of fun to see Rarity like this.
>But regardless, you can't give it to her.
>Yet.
>You get on your knees, and rest on your ankles, Japanese style.
>Since she was collateral, you can't really tease her.
>It would be pretty mean to just leave her hanging.
>So you'll let her cum.
>You rub her furry rump, and spank it.
>Rarity moans again, her rear raising and head lowering even more.
>"Again! Again!"
>You obey, and hit again.
>Even though you've only slapped it twice, her right cheek is visibly red through her white coat.
>You run the soft fur through your fingers as you massage her rump.
>Your hands travel lower, and lift her legs off the ground.
>Bringing her ass closer to you, you rest her legs on your shoulder, and spread her cheeks with your now free hands.
>Her face is in your crotch, and she's lapping at the bulge that's arisen through the 2 layers of fabric.
>Even though it's covered well, you can still feel her lightly.
>It's sloppy, and your crotch is getting wet.
>And her crotch is dripping, so your shirt is wet.
>Everything is getting wet!
>You bring her marehood closer to your face.
>It quivers at your warm breath, even though it itself is emitting a massive amount of warmth.
>Not wanting to hesitate any longer, you dig into your meal.
>It's not rude to have seconds, right?
>You lap at her marehood greedily, drinking all of her juices and exploring her insides with your tongue.
>Tastes like vanilla.
>Rarity stops attempting to get through your pants.
>She makes unintelligible noises, uselessly rubbing her hooves against your legs in an attempt to get some control.
>Rarity cums within seconds, but you don't let up.
>After it all, Rarity ends up a mess on the floor, and you with a messy face and an even more full belly.
>You may have to skip dessert.
>You also need to clean up your face.
>To the bathroom it is then.
>You walk to the bathroom, and knock on the closed door.
"Hello?"
>You hear some weird sounds, confirming there is somebody in there.
>A rustling noise, a bit of stamping, a squeak.
>"Come in Anon."
>That was Maud.
>You open the door to find...
>Fuuuuuck.
>The bathroom is absolutely covered in liquids.
>Everything is dripping, there's figurative shit on the ceiling, the bathtub has a small layer of juices, and in the middle of it all, a panting Pinkie Pie.
>What the fuck happened in this room?
>Maud is standing next to Pinkie, covered in liquids, but mostly unchanged.
>An explosion could go off right next to this pony and she wouldn't react.
"What the hell happened?"
>"She got excited."
"Is this all her?"
>Maud breaks eye contact with you for a moment, before returning contact.
>"Yes."
>Suspicious…
>Wait a minute…
>If she spilled the drink...
>And the vibrator exploded...
>And she dry cleaned the chair...
>A she’s in a room alone with a pleasured pony, both of whom covered in liquids...
>Then…
>Then…!
>THEN…!
>SHE’S ACTUALLY-
>”Guaaaah!~” Pinkie moans, more liquid spilling out of her.
“Damnit, there it goes again!”
>Fuck it.
"I guess I'll get the two of them to clean this up when they recover."
>"Something like this happen to Rarity as well?"
"Yeah, something like this," You say, avoiding the full answer, "speaking of which I need to wash my face."
>You realize what you just implied.
>Maud realizes it shortly after, and looks at you, with judging eyes.
"Hehe..." You laugh awkwardly.
>You carefully step around in the bathroom, making sure not to slip.
>You wash your face and get out as soon as possible.
>Well, that was an experience.
>You suppose you'll have to go with Plan Y
>The orgasm potion.
>Shortly after you left, Maud leaves the bathroom as well and enters into the main room.
>You pop the cap to the bottle, and decide the best option is to just spray her with the stuff.
>But don't let her see you.
"Hold on, I'm just going to check on Pinkie again for... reasons."
>You slowly walk by her.
>With her back to you, you pivot and whip out the bottle.
>You quickly spray it towards her.
>It leaves the bottle.
>Yes...
>It's mid-air.
>Yes..!
>It's going to make contact.
>YES..!
>"HEY NONNY!"
"FUCK!"
>You fall back, yet somehow manage to keep the potion upright
>Pinkie apparently had gotten up, and had jumped in front of you.
>The potion hits Pinkie, and she spasms and hits the ground with a thud.
>"Guuaaaah...~" Pinkie gurgles.
>Shit!
>Now Maud's looking at the two of you.
>PLAN Y.2
>JUST SPRAY THE THING.
>You flick your wrist and the rest of the potion comes out.
>"Oh my gosh Pinkie, are you okay?"
>Rarity runs in from the kitchen into your path, standing over Pinkie.
>The remaining portion of the potion hits her, and she spasms onto the ground as well.
"Oh come on!"
>"What was that?" Maud asks.
>PLAN Y.2.1!
>You look from the bottle, to her.
"Apple juice."
>Maud doesn't respond.
>There's an awkward moment of silence.
"It's pretty strong."
>"I'm sure."
>Now you're being the weird one.
>You cough.
"I'm going to go wash these 2 up, alright?"
>"Very well."
>You grab the two ponies by the scruff of their neck and carry them upstairs.
>Dragging them into the bathroom, you turn on the shower and set them in.
>You detach the shower head and start to wash out their fur.
>"Get in Nonny..." Pinkie says, sounding like she's half asleep.
"I'll take one later."
>"Noooo... I still feel hot..."
>Is the potion still taking effect?
>How powerful was it?
>Surely the water must help cool them down a little.
>"Oh my- I just cannot take it anymore!"
>Rarity gets up and leaps on to Pinkie, to both yours and Pinkie's surprise.
>"I... Need this!" Rarity says, before going mouth to mouth with Pinkie.
>Shock sets in for Pinkie, but she soon falls to the effect of the potion too, and returns the kiss.
>You think Rarity may have some ignored or denied attraction to mares.
>And you doubt Pinkie ever denied anything.
>You shimmy to the side a bit to get a good look at their backsides.
>Their sopping wet love tunnels rub up against each other, the water from the shower making their little 'dance' sparkle in the light.
>Rarity bounces her butt and slams down, so each of their clits make contact.
>This elicits a muffled moan from the two of them.
>Rarity breaks the kiss, leaving a trail of saliva between the two of them, making it clear they were making out.
>She pushes Pinkie on her back completely, then lays on top of her.
>You get an even greater view of each of the two of their holes.
>"Are you sure you don't want to join in?" Rarity asks.
"As much as I would too, this seems like ladies night."
>You don't want to ruin their moment.
>Plus you're tired as fuck.
>Rarity pouts.
>"Fine, but I'm getting my pleasure one way or another."
>Rarity climbs up over Pinkie and plants her crotch on Pinkie's mouth.
>"Come on, lick it. Don't leave me waitin- ooh, yes!"
>Rarity closes her eyes, throwing back her head in a scream as Pinkie begins tonguing her.
>She lightly bounces on Pinkie's face, encouraging Pinkie to go faster.
>"Oh darling, your tongue is so divine! More, more!"
>Rarity pushes herself down on Pinkie as hard as she can, cutting off Pinkie's oxygen by burying her muzzle as deep in her crotch as possible.
>"AAAAH, I'M CUMMING!~"
>Rarity holds onto Pinkie's head tight between her thighs, until she gets too weak from spurting, and falls back.
>"Mmmm, Delicious!" Pinkie comments.
>Man, this is great.
>Rarity lays on her back, half of her on Pinkie, smiling and deeply breathing.
>"Sooo gooood..."
>You never would have guessed.
>Pinkie, obviously wanting some of the action as well, positions Rarity's head at her own crotch.
>Rarity opens her mouth, about to lick and suck her, but Pinkie stops her.
>"Not with your mouth, with that."
>Pinkie points to Rarity's horn.
>It does kind of look like a dildo, what with the round not-sharp tip and all.
>Rarity smiles again, and positions her horn at Pinkie's hole.
>The "oopsie" hole.
>"Okay, go in gently."
>Rarity prods at her place.
>"Wrong hole, wrong hole!"
>Rarity doesn't take shit (ha) and pushes further.
>Pinkie's concerns are short lived as she relaxes and embraces it.
>Rarity pounds Pinkie, her forehead pressing against Pinkie's cheeks each time, making her rub up and down against the tub from the push.
>"I never knew this hole could be so fun~." Pinkie says, then moans shortly afterwards.
>Pinkie's breathing increases in volume, becoming more frequent.
>She cries out in pleasure as her anal virginity gets taken by the white unicorns horn.
>You can't believe you un-ironically said that.
>Pinkie cums, her un-covered pussy spraying juices everywhere, covering both Rarity and Pinkie.
>She's definitely a squirter.
>After it's clear Rarity and Pinkie are done, you separate the two of them and begin cleaning.
>But, while cleaning them, they eventually find themselves together again, hugging each other as you work out the knots and certain liquid substances from their hair.
>They hum contently and slightly rock back in forth in each others embraces.
>"Did I make you feel good Rarity?"
>"Yes darling, you were amazing. I wasn't too rough, right? Was going in that hole uncalled for?"
>"No, it was fun. You did it just right." Pinkie replies, nuzzling into Rarity's neck.
>Daaw.
>After that totally uneventful shower, the two ponies have recovered and you set them to work to clean up.
>Even though the potion has pretty much worn off, Pinkie and Rarity keep lightly teasing each other, bumping into each other a lot more than usual.
>You think you may have accidentally created a friends with benefits situation.
>Regardless, they're a lot happier now, and they clearly haven't lost interest in you either.
>It's sure to be a fun rest of the month.
>You're too tired after everything to try anything else.
>It's 9:50pm, and everything has been cleaned, the dessert has been eaten, and prom’s tomorrow.
>What a day.
>While relaxing on a couch, Maud comes up to you.
>"Today was very enjoyable."
"Likewise." You say, face buried in the couch.
>"I was wondering if I could stay the night."
>Your face remains buried in the couch for a couple seconds.
>You lift yourself up quickly, and look at her.
"What?"
>"I just thought a sleepover would be nice."
>She gingerly rubs her right hoof over her left.
>Holy shit, emotion.
"Yeah, sure."
>"Oh boy, a sleepover!" Pinkie yells, flying in from nowhere and landing on you.
"You want to stay too?"
>"Yeah, of course! I've never had a sleepover with you before."
>Rarity also pops into existence from seemingly nowhere.
"Are we making this four?"
>"I'm afraid I really should get back."
>"Aw, come on Rarity, it'll be fun!"
>"I don't know..."
>You get up and scratch Rarity behind the tip of her ear.
>Her eyes widen and her ears flicker as she gasps.
>She suddenly pushes her face into your hand, desperate for more.
>"I suppose one night wouldn't hurt."
"That's the spirit."
>"But where do we all sleep?" Rarity asks.
>"Nonny's bed of course!"
>Wot
>"Okay." Maud says.
>"I suppose that's fine." Rarity says.
"Wait, really?"
>"What, do you not want to Nonny?"
"No, I'm just surprised is all."
>You shrug.
"Well, I don't know about you all, but I'm tired already.”
>"Me too." Rarity says.
>"Me three!" Pinkie adds.
>"I am tired too." Maud says.
>Can't even go with the flow.
"Well, let's get ready for bed then.
>10 minutes later, you're the first in bed.
>You're shirtless, but other than that, clothed.
>Socks and underwear and pants.
>You like clothes.
>Right?
>Rarity is the next to enter bed.
"A nightgown?"
>"It's comfy."
>She lays next to you, and you pull her close.
>"You don't have to..."
"But I want to."
>She snuggles up closer to you, resting her head on your left with her front hoof draped across your body.
>"When your muscles are relaxed, you get so much more comfortable."
>She rubs her head against you.
>You're idly scratching her when Pinkie enters the room.
>Wearing rainbow socks.
"That's adorable."
>Pinkie jumps into your bed.
>"I know."
>She rests like Rarity, only on your opposite side.
>Each of their hooves stretch halfway across your body, the tips of them touching.
>Adorable.
>Pinkie gives a sigh of content as you rub and scratch her, Rarity doing the same.
>Then Maud enters.
>She wears pink, colourful PJ's with flowers and happy faces on them.
>It's so standoutish compared to the rest of her body.
>Maud hops on the bed between your legs.
>She rests her head on your crotch, her body stretching down your legs.
"Woah, interesting spot you've chosen."
>"Everywhere else is taken"
>Fair enough.
>You have to bend the blanket in a U shape so it covers the three ponies well, but this leaves a lot of you exposed.
>But it’s fine, you’re warm enough.
>It doesn't take long for you to pop an awkward stiffy.
>Luckily, the combined comfort of three fluffy ponies snuggling up against you, softly breathing and occasionally twitching their legs and ears, makes you fall asleep quickly.
>Fall asleep, with a big stupid grin on your face.
>Damn, it feels good to be the king.
END SATURDAY, WEEK 3 / 4