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Steel Shoes

by Sir Hat

Chapter 9: Sunday

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"Whua~" Man my head is killing me. Where am I?

I looked around, it was way to dark to tell. I tried to lift my legs finding a decent weight on my midsection. I pulled the covers off, revealing a head of spiky blue hair. Oh....well....I guess I had a good night.

Vinyls eyes slowly fluttered open, "huh? oh...hey," She croaked groggily, "Whats up?"

"I have no idea...do you remember anything about last night?"

"Uh...I think we fucked...."

"...oh...did I embarrass myself?"

"Oh no," She stretched out her legs still laying on me, "I remember your fingers...they feel bigger than they look,"

"Thanks? I guess it comes with the job," She sat upright, her ass planted right on my crotch.

"You work hard," She bounced herself up and down, grinding against me, She gave a quick laugh, "You should see your face,"

"Well....your...your kind on-"

"I know...I can feel it,"

"...."

"Boing," She mocked as she bounced once more.

"Urk- please stop....seriously it hurts," She pressed herself down hard and stayed there, "AhhHahh," I felt myself fall back onto the bed.

"You did fine last night,"

"Your crushing it...."

"Figure its payback for last night," She bobbed once more before pressing me deeper into the bed, "Although I cant say it was crushing...more...whats the opposite of crushing?"

"I don't know!" I tried to get her off, she retaliated by planting her hooves next to my head and staring me down.

"So....who's your mama?"

"What!?"

She grinded against me, "Who's my little colt?" She bounced herself off of me.

"ACH- I am, I am, Jesus please stop!" As sexual as this might be it was completely ruined by the feeling of my person being bent so harshly.

"Good...." She shifted off of me giving me some much needed breathing room, "But remember," She laid next to me and snorted into my ear, "You're my stallion now,"

Christ what did I get myself into, "Fine....just...don't do that again,"

"....sorry, heh, that might have been a bit much..."

"Ya think?"

"Well if you haven't notice the ratio of stallions to mares is kinda off....gotta fight for a colt..." She mounted me again "Let me make it up to you,"

"uh! uh! Breakfast!?"

She started rolling her hips just above mine, "Come on...you don't want this,"

"Later! Please...."

"...fine...." she rolled off of me and onto the floor, "But I'm gonna start getting you a good rhythm....expect bass,"

"....but..." She left the room and pulled the light on, this was my room, "I don't like dubstep....."

"It's an acquired taste, you'll love it by the end," I got to my feet and followed her into the hall, "That wub, wub, of the bass," She bounced herself to emphasis the wubs, "It's great practice,"

"taking this a bit fast don't ya think?"

"What can I say.....it was fun!" We walked to the kitchen, "So whats for breakfast?" I looked around my kitchen.

"uh...I usually go shopping today..."

"That's cool, I can wait,"

"....you're gonna stick around?"

"Corey....you're mine now, you're not getting rid of me that easy,"

"....Rarely have I been this frightened and aroused all at once...."

"Damn right....now hurry up, mama needs some lovin'," She said caressing herself with a hoof. My brain....it hurts.

I ignored it and quickly went to my room and got dressed. Nothing great just a tee-shirt and jeans. I managed to find Vinyl's glasses laying on the nightstand, "Oh there they are," She strode in and quickly took them from me, "Sorry...I really love these things,"

"No problem...so you're really going to stalk me now?"

"Hey stalk is such an ugly word, besides you don't mind do you?"

"Eh....I can think of worse,"

"Hey.... is that what you though about last night?"

"I don't even remember last night...."

"hmmm then you'll have to remember this morning," She licked her lips, "I'll make sure of that,"

"Ok seriously stop...If you keep this up I'll never be able to walk around in public again,"

"Well then hurry," She turned and bumped me with her flank, "Celestia I wish I met you sooner," I felt oddly used...oh well. I still needed to take care of the days chores.


"Hey there sugarcube!" Applejack shouted as I approached her stall, "Apple Bloom Corey's here,"

"Hi, is my stuff ready?"

"Sure is," She slid some milk and apples into a bad, "So how was the weekend?"

"Uh....hazy...and squishy," I said taking the bag.

"Squishy?"

"Uh...I...mare....bed...." She mouthed an Oh and laughed, "Yeah..."

"So who is the lucky mare,"

"nope,"

"Huh?"

"You're a gossip,"

"Am not!"

"Yes you are!" The younger sister shouted running over to us, "Hi Corey!"

"Hey kid, and see even she knows,"

"I am not..."

"Sure...anyways I need to get going, don't forget your appointment," I started off to grab the rest of what I needed for the week.

"Bye Corey!"

"Bye kid!"


"Vinyl?" I pushed into my house, "Back,"

She was trotting back and forth in my living room, headphones on and head bobbing. Eventually she noticed me and walked over, "You really do listen to weird music,"

"Huh...is that my ipod?"

"Yeah...I figured it was some way to get to know you better,"

".....relationships in this place are weird..."

"Not really....you want to bang someone and you say it...you either end up doing it or they say no,"

"How...blunt," I set the groceries down, "How are you so cavalier about all this?"

"Because," She put her headphones back on, "I found my stallion, at least for a little while," she started bobbing her ass in front of me, "And you can't tell me your not enjoying this,"

I was semi hypnotized by her ass, "Uh....well it certainly has its appeal,"

"All the sex you could want, no pregnancy, a rocking bod, and sweat music, what else do you want?"

"...well personality but you certainly don't lack that," She gave a cheeky smirk.

"See, now do you want your gift now or after breakfast?"

"By gift you mean sex....don't you,"

"What better gift? And plus I find it's a great bonding exercise,"

"....after...." I started into the kitchen.

"Fine, what's to eat,"

"Every try fake bacon?"

"No...is it good?"

"Ponies like salt right?"

"what are you implying,"

"To eat! I mean- ACH- food!" She just laughed at my fluster.


"That was good," She said finishing her food, "Now for the main course," She smirked and got off her chair.

"Come on....it's gonna lose its specialness if we do it all the time...."

She looked at me with a frown, "Really....then I'll have to make each time better than the last," She pushed me onto my feet and into the living room, "Sit," I did, "Ponies do like salt by the way....me, I really like salt,"

"Clumsy...."

"Huh?"

"That was clumsy...."

"Oh shut up," She found my headphones on a nearby table, "Rhythm training," She gave them to me and I quickly put them on as she plugged the cord into her ipod. She started some house music while bobbing her hoof to see if the beat was in synch.

Once it was ready she almost ripped my fly off with her teeth and pulled me from my boxers. She pulled an earphone off, "And remember, you do what I say ok?" I nodded frantically, those red eyes are kind of intimidating, "Good, remember...I like salt," Clumsy as ever....

Author's Notes:

Revision, yay! Also remember to check out the rest in the series, also yay!

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