“Just... just send me the first one I suppose...” I sighed eventually.

“Sir, yes sir!” The guard finally dropped his salute and left. A few minutes later, a small mare, slightly shorter than the girls, trotted in. She was wearing a full latex body suit with holes on her face, flanks, and I assumed her more private areas, but I couldn’t actually see. From the holes on her flanks I could see a ruler cutie mark and a blue coat. From the hole over her face I could see a few hairs from her yellow mane above her eyes.

“Hello Hero.” The mare said in a sultry tone as she entered the cell.

“Uhhh.... hello. Sooo, I know why you’re here, but please don’t.” I warned. The guards hadn’t decided to chain me yet, so I was prepared to use force to preserve myself.

“Don’t what? What could a weak and defenseless little mare like me do to a big strong hero like yourself?” She said in a long drawn out way as she removed her saddlebags

“Well, you’re a unicorn... so a lot actually. Just don’t try it. Maybe you can get a refund or something.”

“Oh, I don’t think that will be necessary.” She stated as she levitated chains out of her bag. She began wrapping them around the cell door, locking the two of us inside. I swallowed nervously.

“Look Ms... Uhh, what’s your name?”

“No names, a naughty pony like me doesn’t deserve one.” She stated as she removed a whip and paddle from her bag. "As a matter of fact, I don't deserve to call you 'Hero'. How's 'Master' work?"

“... I’m sorry, what? Why do you... What’s going on?”

“I’m a bad, bad mare and I need to be punished.” She whispered as she winked at me.

“... Ok, then you should report yourself to the proper authorities?”

“Not that kind of bad sweetie, the fun kind.”

“... There isn’t a fun kind of bad... There’s good and bad, no differentiation between kinds.”

“Oh my, are you green?”

“... What’s green? Do I look sick or something?”

“Wrong kind of green, but I think you are. No matter, I will just have to be a little forceful..." She murmured to herself as she levitated the paddle into my hand.

“... What the hell are you talking about?”

“This my big strong hero.” She forced my hand shut and magic enveloped my entire arm. I suddenly began uncontrollably spanking the tiny mare. Using all of my strength in my arm, I managed to get it to stop moving. My physical power was more than the mare thought.

“Oh no you don’t.” She said, doubling her efforts, but achieving nothing.

“What the hell just happened?! Are you ok?!” I shouted, startled by her sudden beating. Luckily it had been her magic beating her and not my actual strength. She could have been seriously hurt.

“No, I’m not, now spank me!”

“... Uhh... No?”

“You made me do this!” She said as her horn began to glow dark blue. Then I smacked her suddenly, causing her to squeal loudly and her horn to flicker. “D-Don’t stop!” With her magic cancelled for a moment, I stretched forward quickly and grabbed her horn. “A-are you trying to stop my magic? You do know this doesn’t stop magic right? You have to have rings around horns to stop magic..." She explained as her horn glowed dark blue again. I nodded.

“Nnope, but I'm hoping this will.” As soon as the horn started glowing, I flicked it. The glow flickered and went out. With her magic safely under my control, I dropped the paddle and reached my other hand around her to clamp my hand over her mouth. She tried talking at first but ended up just spitting all over my hand. It was kind of gross.

*Nom*

She bit my hand, and I laughed at her tiny attempts to get me to let her go. She probably hurt her teeth on my stone-like skin. After she realised biting my hand wouldn't work she began flailing around, making it a little awkward to keep my balance. I held on though, managing to keep her under control. She kept flailing for a while and even went back to biting my hand. Eventually I think she may have left a tiny bruise, but before I had any time to really consider the bruise, she started trying to do something with her horn again. Rather, I could feel something, but the horn wasn't glowing. I flicked it anyway to be safe. After that she just stopped trying anything, no flailing, no biting, no more confusing paddle talk. A little while later, a guard came back. I released the mare quickly and gave her a light push towards the door.

“Looks like your time’s up sweetie. I’m so sorry, but I told you, you should have gotten a refund.” She trotted out of the cell almost happily.

“Don’t worry, and guard, I would like to stay for the next bidder’s time, if that’s alright with them.” She says with a mischievous grin. The guard frowned.

“Uhhh, I’d much prefer she didn’t stay if you don’t mind...” I interjected.

“Is it wrong for me to watch? After all, we talked in line, I think she would enjoy that very much.”

“Fine, we’ll ask her.” The guard stated simply. He left to escort the next girl in and ask the question, leaving me alone with the strange mare. She was staring at me intently, her smile getting a bit creepier as time passed. Eventually the guard returned.

“She’ll allow it.” He stated in a deadpan voice, opening the gate for my next 'visitor'.

“Damn it.”

“Told ya she would.” The mare replied in a giddy tone as the gryffin walked in.

“Oh yeah, the more the merrier, hey guard, wanna join in too?” The guard scoffed lightly and left. “What a prude, wouldn’t ya say hero?” The gryffin said in a strange tone.

“... Wow, you’re even stranger tha-” The mare’s horn lit up and I was slammed against the back of the cell. “... Ouch?”

“Not meant to hurt you darling, only to help you enjoy the show..." The mare said as the gryffin started to turn around. As a reflex, I simply closed my eyes.

“Ah ah ah.” The mare said, forcing my eyes open. I struggled against the magic and managed to turn my head away from whatever the gryffin was doing.

“Alright, I don’t even know what’s going on, but I can tell you it isn’t good for me.” I concluded with a bit of strain in my voice. It wasn’t exactly easy to beat the unicorn’s magic using only my neck muscles. As I turned my head the gryffin just got closer, making it harder not to look.

“Come on hero, enjoy the show.” The gryffin said teasingly. Remembering that my arms were stronger than the unicorn, I simply forced my hands up and covered my eyes. As I tried to ignore whatever she was doing my leg began to get wet. I used all my focus to not think about what could be going on, even as the movement on my leg quickened. Soon I could hear her moaning, so I moved my thumbs to plug my ears as well, japanese bomber style. With my plan working she moved onto something a bit weirder, and she began to kiss and nip my neck.

“Alright! That’s it! I tried taking the civilized path, but now you’ve forced my hand!” I shouted suddenly. I forced my hand forward and grabbed at where I assumed the girl’s torso was. I pushed her away from me without letting her go. I opened my eyes cautiously.

“Why do you keep resisting?! Most men would love this! Mares litterally paying just to be with them! The gryffin shouted in annoyance as I held her in the air.

“Because I’m not like that! I don't just... have sex randomly. Or really engage in stuff like this. I’m only here to help my friend. I didn’t ask for this.”

“... Buck this, I’m getting a refund.” I dropped her unceremoniously onto the ground with a sigh of relief.

“Thank God. Please, go now.”

“I may be getting a refund, but I will just tell the girls next to be rougher with you...” She said before walking away with the unicorn in tow as they giggled.

“They can be rough all they want, just don’t expect to get anything from me.” I muttered to the now empty room. Another guard showed up soon, escorting a light pink mare with a white mane in a big dress to my cell door.

“Here you go miss.” The guard announced gruffly as the mare stepped into the cell.

“H-Hello hero.” She stuttered almost in a whisper.

“You ok?” I asked with a bit of worry in my voice. She seemed almost scared to be here.

“O-Oh I’m fine, it’s just some of the others were a bit..." She paused, looking for the right word.

“Mean?”

“Yes, some even threatened me to leave so she could have more time with you.” I scowled a bit.

“That’s terrible! Who was it? I’ll make sure to give her a talk for that...”

“A mare in spandex and a gryffin...” She said, looking down at her hooves.

“Oh, those two. Don’t worry, they’re gone now.” She sighed and I saw her lighten up a bit.

“W-What did you do?”

“I just sent them on their way without satisfaction. D-don’t think that means I’ll do any different for you, just know that I mean no offense by it.” She blushed heavily and slowly backed up towards the door of the cell. “You uhh... You wanna leave?” I asked carefully. I didn’t know what she had been thinking at the time, but it was obvious she shouldn’t have bid on me.

“N-No, i-it's just that I didn’t come for the same reasons they did.” She said as she cautiously walked toward me.

“Well then why did you come here?”

“W-Well, when you were in Canterlot I didn’t get a chance to talk to you, t-the crowd was too big.”

“Hmm... Canterlot... What crowd?”

“W-When you and you m-marefriend Rarity went there.”

“Oh for the love of... She’s not my marefriend.”

“B-But thats what you s-sa-”

“Oh yeah. I lied. I had to go find a kidnapped filly.”

“R-Really?!” She nearly screamed in excitement.

“... Yes. Well, it’s obvious that you shouldn’t have spent so much money just to see me. You should go get a refund before it’s too late.”

“N-No, I paid for time with you a-and I’m going to use it.” She said as she began walking towards me again.

“Well uhh, I don’t mean to be a jerk or anything, but I really would prefer you didn’t try anything funny.”

“I-I may be a bidder, but I’m not like them.” She stated more firmly as she wrapped her forelegs around me in a gentle embrace. I sat there for a moment, wary of any other moves she might makes. When it seemed like she wanted to do was cuddle, I decided it couldn’t hurt a wrapped my arm around her. Eventually, she broke the hug herself and laid down beside me.

“What’re you doing?”

“Spending my time with you.” She mumbled sweetly as she laid against me.

“Ok... if you really want to only do this... don’t you think this isn’t worth your money?”

“Would you let me do this otherwise?” She snuggled up against me. I thought briefly for a moment about the idea of some random mare walking up to me and asking to cuddle.

“Fair point I guess.” I admitted as I wrapped my arms around the mare again. I sighed and leaned back in relief at not having to fight this girl.

“So, how did you end up here? There are a lot of rumors going around.” The mare suddenly asked.

“I’m here to earn permission to protect the princess.” I stated simply.

“Permission? Why would you need permission to protect her?”

“The king doesn’t exactly have a ton of confidence in my abilities.”

“Oh, that is much better than what has been going around.”

“What has been going around?”

“T-That the king wants you dead after being caught with his daughter... romantically.”

“What? That’s ridiculous... I wasn’t with his daughter.”

“What? Now I’m confused.” She sighed, putting a hoof to the side of her head.

“I meant romantically speaking I wasn’t with her. She’s my friend, and the only time I’ve even been near her was when I saved her from some assassins.”

“Oh, so thats who you two killed...”

“What do you mean ‘two’?”

“The other prisoner who has been winning all of his matches, he even looks like you.” I frowned for a moment. A look-alike that’s winning? That couldn’t be good. I gasped.

“Oh god... The mirror must be back!”

“Mirror?”

“Is the other guy kinda shadowy and mean?”

“Well he eats his opponents and he can summon things, and he ripped apart a steel train with his bare hands.”

“Ohhhhh shit... He’s gotten stronger...”

“H-He even ate a sand minotaur...”

“Wow, hes gotten weirder too. Well, I’m stronger now too, I’m sure I can handle it.”

“Rumor has it he was sent here after incinerating guards and attacking the king, just be careful, ok hero?”

“Careful? Clearly you aren’t familiar with my battle style or personality.”

“Well he fights like Steel Boulder, only instead of a hammer he uses his chains as a weapon, and he can somehow heal, he never has any bandages on.”

“Eh, I’ve killed scarier. Let’s not talk about fighting anymore. I have to do that all time.”

“B-But what if he ea--” I placed a finger on the mare’s lips.

“Nnope. No more.”

“Fine, what do you want to talk about?”

“I want silence and relaxation before I’m forced to fight off horny bidders.”

“Oh, can you atleast just stroke my mane, pretty please?” I smiled at her and started stroking her mane soothingly. “Thank you hero.” She said before burying her muzzle in my side. I closed my eyes and l let my body rest little, other than the hand I kept petting her with. We stay like this for almost an hour in perfect silence, only to be interrupted.

“Times up.” A guard called from the cell door.

“Awww.” The mare and I whined at the same time.

“Well, thanks for letting me stay hero.” She pecked me on the cheek, “Bye!” I wave goodbye to her as she slowly trotted out of my cell.

“No problem, thanks for not raping me!”

“No problem!” She shouted back.

“Your next bidder is ready.” The guard stated before heading back to escort the next bidder to my cell. When he returned he was accompanied by a tall slender mare with a pale green coat, a matching mane tied up in a practical bun, and a test tube cutie mark.

“Well, hello miss.” I greeted cautiously, watching her closely for any quick movements.

“Hello there hero.”

“Soooo.... I suppose I can’t get away with just asking you nicely to leave?”

“No bucking way would I pass this opprotunity up big boy.” She said, undoing her hair bun, releasing her long flowing mane. It was kind of soft-looking and shiny. She must've taken good care of it.

“Huh. Nice mane.”

“If you like that you will love how it looks from behind.”

“... What?”

“You know what I’m talking about, now do you prefer top or bottom.” She said as she walked over to me.

“No no, back up, explain that mane comment?”

“I would rather you explain why you’re still wearing this!” She shouted as she grabbed my skirt in her teeth, before tearing it from my waist.

“Hmmm... Well... BYE!” I jumped up and ran to the other end of the cell quickly, desperate to avoid the horny mare.

“Oh no you don’t!” She shouted, jumping after me. I caught her in the air and held her above my head as I ran to get my skirt.

“How are you going to ignore me now?” She asked, spreading her legs and flicking her tail in my face. Easily able to ignore her due to my inability to smell her pheromones, I managed to pull my skirt back on and sit down in a corner with her held away from me.

“Because, human nose. That’s how.” She ignored me and started to move a hoof in a southern direction. Since this was only the third time this had happened near me in two days, I was pretty much unaffected. As I continued to hold her out at arms length, she began to moan and wiggle as I awkwardly looked away.

“Quit wiggling. It’s creepy!” She didn't say a thing as her hoof continued moving and her moans increased in volume. I dropped her harshly, interrupting her clopping.

“Ah! Enjoying the show? Maybe if you take off that skirt I can let you in on the fun.” The lust-crazed mare offered. I pushed her away with my foot in mild disgust.

“No thanks. I’m fine.”

“You sure? I think you would enjoy some ‘stimulation’.”

“Fuck. No.”

“You haven’t even given me a chance, not even one taste?” She askes, fake pouting. Recognizing the fake pout from a mile away, I ignored it. “Aww, but I even prepared for you tonight.”

“What?”

“This,” She looked down to her back right leg. There was a small remote there, and she removed it from its holder and tossed it to me.

“What the buck is this?”

“Press it and find out.” She winked at me.

“I’d prefer not to.”

“Scared? You’re such a foal..."

“You know it.”

“Then I will press i-ohhhhh.” She said as she hit the button. She fell to the ground, moaning and twitching. I immediately pulled the remote out of her reach and kept it away from the strange girl. As her moans continued she slowly got to her hooves, and although she was very shaky, she managed to look at me face to face.

“You hear that?” She asked in a husky tone.

“Hear what?”

“That noise, even you have to know what that is.” I listened as hard as I could, but couldn’t hear anything.

“Here, try listening now.” She said as she shoved her flank in my face. With a slight hiss of surprise, I quickly pushed her away from me, but not before hearing a light buzzing sound.

“W-what the heck is that?!” I screeched, not even sure if I wanted to know.

“Let me show you.” She said as she slowly brought her hoof to her marehood.

“No no! I’m not curious any more!” I shouted as I threw my hands up in front of my eyes.

“Too l- ahhhh, too late..." She said as various moans escaped the mare, but not before a loud buzzing noise filled the room, and something was tossed in my lap. I leapt to my feet, flinging the thing out of my lap without having to touch it.

“Don’t look, just don’t look...” I muttered to myself calmly. There was no fucking way this was happening.

“Oh you know you want to, look how wet I am for you hero, don’t you want to take this mare for a ride?”

“HELL NO!” I shouted, slight fear edging into my voice. Sanity clearly didn’t exist in my cell anymore.

“Just feel how hot I am for you, my big strong hero. . .” She said, rubbing her flank against my leg. I grabbed her again and held her out, this time holding her by her forelegs to prevent any funny business.

“Dear god, just stop!”

“Why should I, you know it would be so much easier if you just went with it! Come on hero, I’m sure I can just help you forget about all your problems.”

“Right now, you’re my only problem.”

“You just don’t know how to have fun, why not let me show you how to.” She said, trailing a hindhoof up my leg, nearing my skirt. Luckily that was as far as she could reach.

“How about no.”

“You don’t know what you’re missing hun.” She teased, her hoof rubbing gently against my inner thigh.

“Pretty sure I don’t want to know either.”

“You just haven’t done it yet, here, let me help you.” She said, stretching and bringing her hoof near my groin.

“He wants it! Do it now! I said no miss. Stop now.” Listening to Steven, she stretched further and went for the prize, managing to brush her hoof against my groin. Unfortunately for her, her legs were far too short to actually do anything.

“Half of you wants me, why resist?”

“What are you tal-- Oh, Steven. He wants to fuck everything with a marehood! I resist because I have girls back home that I need to think about.”

“Why not let Steven fuck me then? That way you can keep thinking about your girls.” She said with a smirk.

“Because giving him the body intentionally is impossible for me.”

“Then how can we give it to him otherwise?”

“You, little mare, would have to somehow knock me out.”

“Hmmmm, fine... My time is almost up and this is hurting my back, put me down.”

“What if I don’t feel like it?” I wondered out loud, slightly annoyed with the mare's attempts to order me around.

“Then I will just yell for the guards, how many times will women call the guards on you before they chain you up?” I grinned at her.

"You know, I'm actually starting to wonder if chains would matter to me..."

“They would hold you long enough for what I have planned, what do you think Steven, wanna rut me while he’s chained up?”

“If you can knock him out, hells yeah. Nah, my strength so far remains unknown at its fullest. I think I’d break chain before you could do anything.”

“But what would the king say if you hurt lil ole’ me?”

“I said I’d break chains, not you.”

“And I could say you were a threat.”

“I am a threat. Technically anything with the capability to kill you is a threat. Howev-”

“Guards! The prisoner is threatening me and is resisting!” She shouted.

“Bull shit!” A voice called back. I guessed the guards liked me more than I thought.

“Hey, get over here and restrain him! I paid for him to rut me and I’m going to have him inside me no matter what!”

“Fine!” The guard called back. He came to the cell and I saw that it was the ‘sir, yes sir’ one from earlier. He gave me an apologetic frown. “Sorry hero...”

“Now, chain him up and put a spreader bar on his legs.” I flinched. A spreader bar would be difficult to escape. I glared at the mare with barely restrained disdain as I allowed the guard to chain me up.

“Now remove his skirt, I haven’t gotten a good look at what I paid for yet.” The guard balked in disgust.

“Y-you do it! I’m out of here!”

“Oh don’t worry, I will.” She said with new found determination as she eyed her newly bound prey. Me. Then the faint smell of smoke and burnt flesh made itself known to me.

“Hey, you smell that?” I asked the mare.

“Don’t distract m- wait, what’s going on?!” She asked, looking around frantically, sniffing the air. I sniffed around a bit as well, but the smell was faint so I didn’t worry about a serious fire. The building was after all, made of stone. However, she didn’t take too well to the smell as she wasn’t looking so good.

“What’s the matter? Suddenly a gonna give up because of a little smoke?” I asked her teasingly as she looked increasingly unsure.

“No, its just something smells like a dead animal was set on fire.” She said, now breathing out of her mouth as she used a hoof to cover her nose. I laughed heavily.

“Oh, I know, I smell it. You gonna get sick? Go on, run home little mare!”

“Oh no, just because someone here likes it really dirty doesn’t mean I’m not getting you.” She said, taking my battle skirt in her mouth and looking up at me.

Then a guard showed up at the cell door.

“Hey! Time’s up!”

“Not before I do this!” She said, ripping off my battle skirt, leaving me naked and without dignity. Which had already been taken away anyway.

”There, you saw. Sucks for you that you don’t have any more time. Bye!” The guard stepped forward to grab the mare, and began dragging her out.

“But now you’re naked, chained up and spread wide, the next one’ll have her way with you!”

“It wasn’t you though! Ha ha, sucks for you doesn’t it?” The mare was dragged all the way out of my cell as I smiled at her delightfully.

“Oh, but now I can tell PlayMare magazine about your junk!”

“... Good for you?” I said as the insane mare was dragged away

“Your next bidder is here, be gentle with this one.” The next guard announced gruffly. He obviously wasn’t the same one as before.

“If she keeps her talons and or hooves to herself, I’ll play nice.” I promised.

“No, this next one is always a high bidder here, don’t do anything. . . Here she comes now.” The guard said as I heard the steps of a pony coming down the hall. After two minutes of waiting she finally reaches my cell, an older mare in a large dress.

“H-Hello deary.”

“I’mma rape ya bitch! Uhh, hello miss.”

“What’s with the voices sonny, if you want this ol’ gal so bad you can take her all night long.” She offered happily, shaking her hips at me.

“What? No! Ehm, I mean I’d prefer to not be involved in anything of a sexual nature.”

“Too bad for you! I’mma ride ya til I break both mah hips!” She said while shakily lowering the shoulder of her dress. As she slowly slipped out of her dress she removed her saddle bags as well, they hit the ground with a clunk.

“Uhhh, ma’am, I think I’m not exactly your type... Maybe you should find somepony half your age. That’s into older gals.”

“Oh don’t worry, for the first part you don’t gotta be ina me, I’m gonna be in you!” She said, digging through her saddlebags and exposing herself to me.

“I uhh... Ha ha ha ha... No.”

“No mare OR stallion has ever been able to handle Big Jim, but maaaaaaybe you can.” She says with a wink, strapping on something to her waist, just out of sight.

“Hell no. I’m warning you now lady, I wiI-” She turned around, revealing a extra large red strap on labeled ‘Big M’. In a brief moment of extreme terror, I twisted my left hand in the cuff and pointed at it.

“Thundraga!” The lightning flashed from my hand and struck the large thing, melting about 3/4ths of it off.

“Sorry sweety, rubber has a way of doing that, I got more!.” She said, removing her current model for another. “Ready for round two my little criminal!” She cried excitedly. She was now wearing a slightly smaller one, but this one was curved in a strange manner. I repeated my lightning strike, just as quickly as before, melting this one half down. “You’re trying my patience now whippersnapper. . . Oh what do we have here?” She says eyeing my groin.

“Nothing?” I asked with confusion.

“That's not what this says.” She said with a hint of victory in her voice as she stroked me. It sent a disturbing chill up my spine. With an involuntary jerk, I kicked upward with the spread bar, which her hindlegs were placed on, sending her flying up... Only to have her land on my crotch, now straddling me.

“Oh my, a lady could get used to your rough treatment.” She whispered, licking my chest. I twisted my body to the side, sliding her off of me and onto the floor.

“Don’t like that? How about back here then?” She reached a hoof back towards my rear.

“Fuck no! Get the hell away from me before I shock you like those freaky dildos!” My terror caused me to jump to threats, which scared me a bit. It scared me even more that I meant it.

“Oh you, you’re just cranky, here, let mama help you.” She said as she slowly moved over to her bag and pulled out a clear tube and some beads on a string. Luckily she had them lined up, and I managed to strike both with the same bolt.

“I got more!” She declared happily as she pulled out more toys, a large fleshlight and a vibrator, keeping them separated this time, “Too bad that was my last tube of lube..." She sighed.

“I’m warning you, approach me with any of those thing and you will be the one getting shocked! Then you'll stop.”

“Bigger ponies than you have tried sonny, I ALWAYS get em in the end.” She emphasized her point by brandishing the vibrator at me.

“Alright then.” I said with a shrug. “Zappins for you. Take a step.” She took one step, then another, slowly hobbling her way to me. The moment her forelegs crossed the spreader bar, I pulled it into the space between her legs and chest and used it to flip her onto her back. I lowered the bar gently to weigh her down.

“M-Mah back!” The elderly mare cried painfully. I didn't quite notice her reaction in my excitement at not being raped.

"Ha. Told you you wouldn't get me!" I shouted, catching the attention of a nearby guard.

“Mrs., you alrig-What did you do!?” The guard cried fearfully when he saw the mare.

"I broke her. Get the fuck over it."

“What have you done?! The king will have our hides!” The guard screamed frantically. I suddenly realized the mare was in pain.

“I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean it! She came at me with dildoes!” I shouted apologetically. I hadn't wanted to hurt her.

“That’s what she paid for! She’s the reason we could afford new chains for some of the more violent criminals!”

“How the hell was I supposed to know?! Look, Ms. Creepy dildoes, I'm sorry! Can I make it up to you?”

“Well..." if you would be so kind to as to bend over..." She said, slowly getting to her hooves. She moved one to hold her back painfully.

“Uhhh... unfortunately I'm chained up.”

“G-Guards, could you help turn him around?” A few more guards entered the cell, spun me around, and I ended up on my stomach with my arms crossed. I pulled my arms to the side with all my strength, flipping myself right back to normal.

"Wouldn't you rather have me do something else?” I offered desperately.

“Well iffin’ you can actually use that there thing of yours I would love a ride.” She mused, still holding her back.

"Correct me if I'm wrong, but you seem mildly... frail. Wouldn't sex with a physically superior being like me hurt?"

“That’s half the fun deary.”

"I mean wouldn't it break more bones?"

“Don’t worry about mine, I just want yours.” She said, eyeing my crotch as she moved closer.

"Ok, ok, look, while that's much preferable to the other option, I have girls back home that I can't cheat on!"

“So? I have a husband, doesn’t stop me a lick.” She confessed, running a hoof down my chest and working her way down to my nethers.

"What the... Does he know you're here?"

“Of course he does, how do you think Ah pay for this?” She asked, stepping over my legs and straddling me.

“Well you just reached a whole new level of corrupt and creepy."

“You should see the fillies mah husband keeps around, now nuff about me, lets get to you.”

“Nope, fuck the king’s money.”

“Sorry, but this is gonna happen whether you like it or not.” She said as she brought her body into contact with mine.

“So, how many bones would break if I were to fling you into the cell door?” I asked venomously, tired of trying to talk my way out.

“Enough to make me ask for a refund and really tick off the king.” She responded with a smug smile, as if she had some sort of trump card now. I grinned at her devilishly.

“Good, maybe he’ll get mad enough to send me a real fight.”

“Oh hohohoh, don’t worry bout him til tamorrow, right now its--”

“Why the heck are you even doing this?!” I interrupted, she stopped dead in her tracks,

“I-I have my reasons, now stop talkin’!”

“Why would your husband PAY for this stuff?!”

“Same reason he pays for those little skanks. . . “ She muttered, looking down. Not at me, just away.

“Which would be?”

“The same reason you don’t like me... “ Her tone shifted from one of dominance to one of depression.

“You tried to rape him with dildoes?” She looked up to me angrily.

“Ah’m old. . . I-I don’t tickle his fancy no more. . .H-He just plays with them fillies of the night.”

“Oh. Well that’s not why I don’t like you at all. Now, if you hadn’t come at me with dildioes and rape, I might have been nicer.”

“But you wouldn’t of given me what I wanted, you men never do, not til Ah took it from ya here!”

“Sooo... you’re saying any stallion you’ve asked has refused?”

“What don’t ya undastand about ‘Ah’m old’?”

“Well that shouldn’t stop them... Either way, why don’t you just confront your husband about this?”

“If Ah do he’ll leave me! Don’t you get it? There are more mares then there are stallions, Ah’m replaceable to him.” She explained, now tearing up.

“Aww, come on. Nopony is really ‘replaceable’. I’m sure that if he can’t value you as a mare, then you can easily find somepony else.” I gave her an uneasy glance. “You know, if you quit the rape thing.”

“You think this was mah first choice? A mare has needs too ya know! And you don’t know how it feels to be replacable, yer a buckin’ hero!” She shouted, now clearly crying.

“Well, I understand that you have needs, but maybe you should try being nice before you jump to rape? I’m sure you will have a lot more luck.”

“Time’s up, next bidder.” A guard stated quickly.

“Whaddya know. I suggest you go try my idea now on some lucky stallion. Bye now.” The guards opened the door, and led her down to the hall, saddened by her failed conquest. I breathed a heavy sigh of relief. “Damn that was close.”

“The next bidder is ready, we will go get him.” The guard tossed over his shoulder before heading down the hall once again.

“... Him?” Moments later the guard returned, escorting a small white pegasus with a brown mane who was nervously avoiding eye contact with me.

“Here he is hero, have fun.” The guard droned, showing absolutely no emotion, but as he goes further down the hall I swear I heard him laughing.

“Fuck. No thanks bro. Hey, bet his name’s Brokeback.”

“M-My name’s C-Clouds-streak, n-not Brokeb-back.” The young stallion stuttered.

“That’s... nice. Well, leave.” I tilted my head in minor confusion, but chalked whatever I had missed up as Steven's doing.

“B-But I-I’m your number one f-fan!” He shouted quickly.

“Look guy, I appreciate that, but I’m tired and I need as much rest as I can get. I can only rest when all the bidders leave.”

“O-Okay b-but before I go c-can you sign this?” He asked nervously, revealing a poster saying: ‘The hero takes on the arena! Will he defeat the monster within?’. I frowned.

“Well, I would love to, but my arms are kinda chained up.”

“O-Oh, right... Let me just g-get m-” He started, but he stopped and stared at something.

“What's wrong?” I asked, not quite sure what he was staring at. He said nothing and pointed down. I looked down where he was pointing to see the wet vibrator from two bidders back. “Oh, that. Yeah, some bidders are bit creepy.” He cautiously walked over to it and extended a shaky hoof. The toy came to life, shaking its way across the cell. “Well. That’s.... new.” I muttered interestedly. We both sat there in awkward silence and watched it bounce and rattle it’s way around the cell floor. It eventually neared me and I kicked it away.

“W-Well... Y-You don’t see that e-everyday.” The stallion suddenly muttered, tearing my attention away from the odd toy.

“See what? You know, I thought you were going to get my cuffs undone so I could sign that thing.”

“N-No...That...” He pointed to my exposed crotch.

“No, no you don’t see that every day. Hopefully you won’t have to ever again. Now, please let me sign the thing so I can get through this faster.” He said nothing and just continued to stare, a blush slowly appeared on his muzzle.”Uhhh... dude?” His stare was broken and I got his attention.

“W-What?” I jangled the chains on my arms.

“Sign?” Once again, he said nothing but went to get a guard. On the way, he looked down at himself and noticed something.

“Hello? Focus bro.” I called out. Without an answer he started to move his hoof downwards toward his stomach. “Dude!” I shouted, unfortunately he seemed to be more interested in something else as he continued his movement. “Wake the fuck up!” I shouted louder, wondering what the hell was so entrancing to him, I looked down and saw him playing with himself. “Oh hell no. Leave, now.” I growled, feeling slightly betrayed by the 'fan'. Even through my protests he continued, fully out of his sheath. He leaned back against the cell door as he moaned.

“Ohh hero...." He moaned, eyes now closed. I growled audibly, but decided he wasn't really trying to do anything to me, so it didn't matter.

“Eh, whatever. He isn’t bugging me.” I mumbled to myself as I leaned back and ignored the stallion, suddenly I felt something land on my leg. Knowing full well what it was, and not really caring at all, I continued to ignore it.

“Ahhh...” He groaned and slid down against the cell door.

“I think it’s best you leave now.” I stated gruffly.

“D-Don’t you w-want a turn?” He offered. I shook my head quickly.

“No. Sorry kid, I don’t swing that way. Leave please.”

“C-Can we atleast cuddle?” He started slowly trotting on the tips of his hooves over to me.

“No. Get. Out.” I ordered firmly.

“B-But we still have time, w-we can-” He started reaching for my crotch. Now I was mad, he was trying to force himself on me now.

“NO! LEAVE!” I shouted.

“J-Just let me help yo-”

“What don’t you understand about leave?! I said get out, get out! I don’t want you touching me!”

“B-Because, one of the mares o-outside said you were green, y-you don’t know if y-you’ll like it.”

“Well how do you not know she lied?” My patience was quickly wearing thin.

“B-Because, you a-act like it.”

“How do you figure?”

“Y-You avoid any m-mare who wants you, m-maybe you don’t l-like mares.”

“That has nothing to do with what I think green means, but just so you know, I have FOUR mares I like waiting for me when I get home.”

“H-have you r-rutted any of them?”

“Yes.” I lied, hoping it would get rid of him faster.

“T-Then t-tell me how i-it felt.” He challenged, his face now turning crimson.

“Positively perfect. Now, why don’t you go try a mare yourself. I’m sure one of the ones I turned down will be plenty willing.”

“B-But I don’t like mares, a-and from the looks of i-it, we could have some f-fun.”

“For the last time, my answer is no. Let it be.” I tried being patient again, giving him plenty of chances to simply stop.

“You lie about g-getting mares, y-yet you have t-that," He indicated my crotch, "its obvious that you like stallions!”

“Lie? Excuse me, but what gives you the audacity to call me a liar?! Number one fan... Yeah right.”

“B-Because, I was i-in denial like you too a-at first.”

“Denial huh? Sir, lemme tell you right now. If you don’t leave me alone and quit insinuating that I’m gay, I will strike you with a fucking lightning bolt. Whoa, harsh bro. I like it.” My patience was gone now.

“A-Are you really so offended b-by being c-called gay?”

“No, I’m offended by somepony who claims to be my fan calling me a liar when I say I’m not. Then you had to add persistence for sex which it’s obvious I don’t want.”

“B-But.”

“Leave. Now, Cloudstreak.”

“D-Dont you want me to atleast-”

“What did I just say about insistence? Knock it off.” He finally got the message and walked out, leaving his poster in my cell. “Hey! You left the poster!” He quickly galloped back to retrieve his poster, but not before stealing another glance at me. Then he galloped back down the hall. Eventually the guards returned, but this time thankfully they returned with a mare instead of a stallion. However, I could hardly believe who they brought in.“M-Mrs.Cake?!”

“Y-Yes, hello deary.” She mumbled shyly as the guards let her in my cell before quickly leaving.

“What are you doing here!?”

“Well, you see..." She couldn't look at me directly an instead looked down with a crimson blush covering her face.

“What?”

“Well, s-since Carrot has been busy with deliveries he hasn’t had time to ice my cake.”

"Well isn't pinkie working there to help with the cakes? Speaking of cakes, why are you here instead of back at the bakery?"

“Oh, Pinkie’s filling in for me while I’m out, now for you to eat my cupcake hero.”

"You brought cupcakes?" I asked excitedly. Now that I thought about it, I couldn't remember my last sweet.

“Oh, just one big one.” She whispered huskily, turning around and lifting her tail, exposing her marehood to me.

"Oh.... this is one of those code word things... damn, I kinda wanted cupcakes."

“Just get to it, mama needs this!” She cried, shoving her flank in my face.

"Ghhht offer mer fache" Mrs. Cake didn't move and her breathing quickened.

"Mrs cake! Get off my face!" I managed to shout as I got my face clear of her flanks.

“What’s wrong, am I not good enough for you?” She whimpered a bit as she removed herself slightly.

"No, not that, can't breath like this!"

“O-Oh, can you do it if I give you breaks?” She asked quickly.

"Well p-physically yes, but n-no. I don't want to."

“So you don’t want me either... well too bad! I paid for this, and I want you to cover me with your cream!” She exclaimed as she reached for my crotch.

“No! It's not that, I mean, you're an attractive mare and all, but Mr. Cake is my friend! I couldn't do this to him."

“What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him and will give me something he can’t!” Then she started grabbing me in her hooves. Well, my smaller me anyway.

"I'll have to tell him!"

“Not like he would blame me, he can’t even get it up since I had the twins!” She explained as she started stroking me.

"Yeah, the twins! I'm sure he wants you, he's just busy because of them! Why don't you hire pinkie pie to babysit and do it then!?"

“Don’t you get it, the twins aren’t the problem, the problem is this!” She exclaimed as she shoved her flank in my face again while playing with me.

"What is 'this'?!" I asked, not sure if her actions were any indication of the real issue.

“This!” She says, slapping her flank, sending ripples throughout her backside. I struggled not to turn crimson.

"L-look Mrs. Cake, I'm not the Guy you want. You should check somewhere else.'

“I don’t need a guy, I just need one night with a real stallion who can please his mare.”

"Can't your husband do that?!"

“Don’t you get it, he can’t get it up! Why else would I resort to something to humiliating?”

“See? This humiliated you. You shouldn't have to do this to get laid."

“But I NEED this, you have no idea how bad it is for a mare in heat, to need something so bad, but nothing helps.”

"You're in heat?"

“Didn’t you see me down there, how red it is?!” She waved her bottom a bit, getting impatient.

"You know, it's kinda hard to see in flank induced darkness.” I retorted sarcastically.

“You should have the best view of it possible, I’m not moving.” I risked a quick look. Mrs. Cake's marehood was red and puffy with need. I hadn't really noticed it before, but I could feel the warmth coming off of her.

"Hmmm... well, you are certainly in heat Mrs cake. Now, why come to me?”

“Of the few stallions I know of, you were one of the only ones not taken or in any kind of relationship.”

"Touche... If I didn't have 4 mares waiting on me back home."

“But none of them need you as badly as I need you right now, now stop talking and get to it!” She shoved her flank into my face yet again, causing her to sigh loudly.

“Mrs.Cake, this isn’t right! I mean, you used to be my boss! It’s too weird.” I managed to move my mouth away from her somthering flanks.

“Oh it’s okay, consider this my way of paying you.” She offered as she looked at me between her hooves.

“You fired me though!” I decided to start trying to sound angry. “That’s right! You fired me! Why would I help you?!”

”Consider this your re-hiring, and your job is to put a bun in this old mares oven.” She giggled, totally ignoring my anger.

“I don’t want a job from you. I work for Luna now. Besides, you’d just fire me again after tonight.”

“Oh no I wouldn’t, you would just be on call to provide your ‘services’ whenever I need them.” She explained as she continued stroking me with her hooves.

“What, like some kind of whore? You really think I’d do that?”

“Oh I was thinking more like a call stallion, sounds so much sexier.” She giggled, winking at me.

“... No. Just... no.”

“Thats not what little Sharky says.” She disagreed as she ran a hoof along my chestaa.

“Will you stop that?! I have my girls to think about, I can’t do this with you! Think about it, wouldn’t Carrot be devastated?”

“You have no idea how bad mares have it in heat do you?” She said, practically breathless.

“Not bad enough to excuse you paying tons of money to rape your husband’s friend.”

“It’s not rape if you like it, and by the looks of it you do.” She teased as she moved out of the way to reveal my stiffened long john.

“Wow, didn’t even feel that. Nonetheless, I won’t. Even if I did, you still wouldn’t be excused from spending all that money.”

“Oh, this is MY money, something of a rainy day fund.” She explained with a laugh.

“But the sky is clear today.” I pointed out. A flirty pout crossed her face.

“Stop talking and get to it.” She said as she positioned her flanks in front of me. I carefully looked around for a way out of this, and noticed that most of her weight was being supported by her forelegs and my chest. I used my head to tip her back end up ever so slightly.

“Mrs. Cake, meet gravity.” I joked as she fell forward onto the ground. She fell forward, slamming into the ground pretty roughly..

“Guards!”

“What are they gonna do, chain me up? OH WAIT.”

“No, they will hold you still while I enjoy my moneys worth.” The guards arrive at my cell the second she says this.

“Hold him down while I have my fun.” She ordered in a sultry tone, the guards did as she said and held me down, one on each side.

"You realize that's what the chains were for..."

“Yes but we can’t put chains on that.” She snickered, pointing to my crotch.

"And you're worried about that moving?" I replied sarcastically with a raised brow.

“With you dodging me like the dickens I need all the help I can get.”

"Fair's fair....” I blinked a few times and saw Mrs. Cake was in my cell. I wondered when she had got here. “Oh, hi Mrs. Cake!" Mrs. Cake frowned confusedly.

“What are you talking about?”

"When did you get here?" I asked.

“No more talking, guards, hold him still while I have my fill.”

"Fill of what? Why are these guards here?"

“N-No more talking, I can’t wait anymore!” She began to lower herself. Then I saw that I was naked and she was trying to have sex with me.

"Whoa whoa! What the heck is going on?!" I shouted as I twisted myself away from her marehood, easily overpowering the weak guards.

“Quit moving! Guards hold him down or you will take his place!” The guards scrambled to regain hold as she continued to maneuver her flank over me.

"Mrs. Cake, what the hell are you doing?!" I screamed.

“Getting what my stallion can’t give me!” She shouted, grinding her flank against me inbetween her attempts to thrust me into her.

"Get the heck off me! I demand to know what's going on!!" She said nothing as her face became flushed and she continued. I thrusted my hips roughly, sending her bouncing away from me.

“Guards, hold him down! I want my bits worth!” She ordered desperately, hurrying back over to me, lifting her tail, and lining herself up. I simply twisted out of the way again, but that didn’t stop her from just rubbing herself against my leg. Content to have at least not have been raped, I let her be, but as I let her continue her moans got louder as she inched over. Not being fooled, I twisted more as she slid closer, but unfortunately no matter how much I twisted her rump persisted as I was now soaked in her fluids. I ignored her the best I could. She continued to grind and moan for a while until it wasn’t enough for her, then she quickly shifted her rear near my crotch.

“Clearly you're not understanding me, tell me what the hell is going on and stop trying that!” I shouted as I twisted away from her again. Her attention was focused elsewhere though, and she ignored me and continued moving backward. I frantically twisted from side to side, and it wasn't long before she finally had enough and straddled me backwards,with her rear pushed up against my more private part. She started rubbing herself against my length.

"Alright, what is going on?! Where's Mr. Cake, and why isn't he stopping you?!"

“Oh, I don’t care about him right now!” She shouted. Her blatant loss of care for her marriage and family angered me.

“... Get out.” I growled, anger filling my voice.

“What? No!” She shouted indignantly.

“Get the fuck out before I decide to use something very deadly.” I warned, quickly losing my patience.

“Oh don’t lie, you want it.” She said, continuing rubbing herself against me.

“OUT NOW!” I shrieked, getting as close to her face as I could. The rage was evident on my face, she just giggled.

“Oh don’t be ashamed deary, it’ll be fun! I promise.” She consoled as she twisted and kissed my cheek.

“Mrs. Cake, I’m going to warn you one last time. With the very last shred of respect I have for you, you can walk out now, or I will hurt you.” I warned venomously.

“Why bother?! She will just keep trying use you! Get her now!”

“Oh, like a hero like you would hurt lil’ ol me, what would you tell Pinkie Pie?”

“Well, you’re right. I wouldn’t.” I said with a small smile. “Luckily, I don’t have to.” I swung my head back as fast as I could, knocking myself clean out on the surprisingly hard wall.

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“Yeah! Getting the body twice in one day!” Steven cheered as he gained control. He gave Mrs. Cake an evil grin. “And now that I can finally have my fun, I don’t need you!”

“What are you talking about?” She asks, utterly confused by my antics. Steven swung his head forward, headbutting Mrs. Cake away. She rolled a few feet, but didn’t hit the door or faint.

“W-why did you do that?” She asked worriedly, holding her head.

“Because get the fuck out bitch. I don’t need you anymore.”

“W-what?!” She asks nervously.

“You heard me, slut. Get out, I desire to cause pain now, but my host respects you. If you don’t want to die, leave.”

“Sharky, stop this, what are you doing?!” She asked, tearing up quickly.

“There’s no Sharky here! Now leave before I change my mind!”

“Stop playing around, tell me what you are trying to do, and why you hit me!”

"I told you already! Here, let me make it clear. You’re ugly, stupid, unfit to be in my presence. Get out before I kill you like the insect you are.” Now in tears, Mrs.Cake hung her head and slowly left my cell. “Heh heh... heheheheh.....” Moments later, a guard came into my cell.

“Alright hero, what did you do to her, she’s asking for a refund.” The guard asked impatiently.

“Too bad, she came in here at her own risk. Not my fault she got hurt.”

“Then why is her head bruised?”

“Why is my body covered in her fluids?”

“Why are you covered in stallion seed?” He asked curiously as he pointed to my left thigh.

“Because some whiny asshole earlier clopped on me. Now bring me the next bitch.” The guard face taloned and headed out to get my next bidder. Mere minutes later, he returned with a foal by his side.

“Here’s your next bidder, this lil guy has been bouncing all over the waiting room.” Steven gave him a cruel smile as the guard allowed the colt in and closed the door..

“Ohmygoshohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh! It’s really yo-”

“Thundraga.” Steven cooed as he pointed at the foal. A bolt arced from his finger and struck the colt. He died instantly. “I think I broke his bounce.” The guard stood there slack-jawed... well, slack-beaked

“What did you just do!?” He shouted frantically fretting over the downed child. He struggled with the keys to my cell.

“It’s unlocked dumbass.” He dropped the keys and rushed into the cell, picking up the young colt quickly.

“He’s not breathing!”

“No shit. I just killed him you idiot. Wow, finally got to kill. I’m sated for now. Peace out, bitches.”

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I woke up to see a guard shaking a little foal viciously.

“Hey! Pick on somepony your own size!” I shouted, the guard gave me a death glare.

“I’m here, what happened!?” A gryffin in a white coat rushed into my cell, bringing a small red box with a cross on it with him.

“Whoa. What’s going on?

“You killed this foal! The king is on his way down to deal with you... Some hero you turned out to be.” The guard stated coldly before watching the doctor try to revive the foal.

“Holy shit! Steven killed a foal?! It was fun. Dammit! Can’t trust my own fucking personality! Bring the foal to my right hand! I can heal him!”

“No! You’ve done enough... I should've known to stop when the last mare left here bruised.” He seethed as the doctor gryffin started CPR.

“Aww crap... I thought he was just going to insult her! Fine, I’ll deal with that later. Use this-”

“Guards, why did you call me down, I was trying to spend some time with my--” The king froze at the scene of the doctor trying to revive the foal.

“Shut up kingy, I got little problem!” I willed the fairy bottle to my hand. I tossed it towards the foal and it shattered on the ground by his head. The fairy darted over to him and circled him a few times causing the foal to suddenly leap to his hooves as the fairy vanished.

“-u! I’m a super big fan and--- OWWWWWWW!” The foal looked around in confusion to see the gryffin doctor putting a needle in his leg. “GAH! NEEDLE!” The foal seemed to resist an urge to jump away a looked at me. “Uh... I mean, no big deal.” I sighed deeply in relief.

“Well, it’s nice to meet you kid. What’s your name?”

“BrushStroke!” He announced happily with a little flourish of his forehoof.

“... Strange name.”

“No it’s not..." He puffed indignantly. "A-Anyways look what I made for you!” He cried, pulling a large plastic cylinder from his saddlebags.

"What do you have there?" The foal struggled to get it open, and eventually resorted to chewing on the cap.

".... Need some help?" He nodded furiously and hoofed me the container. “... I’m a little chained up still.” I reminded him as I held the container uselessly.

“Oh sorry, how do I take them off?”

“I think the guards have to.” I gestured limply to the shocked guards and King.

“Oh, could you do the thing he said?” He asked happily, nearly bursting at the seams and totally not aware of his previous death. One of the guards walked over dumbly and unlocked my chains. As soon as I was free, I started undoing the container’s lid, and pulled out a massive poster. I unrolled it to reveal a giant painting of me. I was in the Arena, standing on some sort of shadowy body, offering it a hand up.

“Damn... it is the mirror...” I gasped. There wasn’t much in the terms of facial features on the shadow, but I had only seen that much evil in something’s eyes one time. The kid was an amazing artist though, everything was crisp and well defined. The only error I could see was that he painted me in my standard armor with my personal weapons. Not the stuff they made me use here. “This... this is an amazing painting dude.” I beamed at him.

“Thanks! I heard about you being here yesterday so my mommy let me come meet you!” I sat there and smiled at the colt until I realized something.

“Wait, you only heard about me yesterday, then how-”

“I worked all day on this, I even used the paint I got for my birthday!”

“Wow.... You’re really talented.”

“Thanks, it means a lot that you like it, but what did you say about double?”

“What? I never said anything about double.”

“Same thing as a mirror. . but what did you say about it?”

“Nothing important... Can you give me a swab or something?” I asked the doctor gryffin. He huffed before closing his bag and walking away. “Well, that was rude.”

“Yeah, why was he in here? I remember hopping around then I had a needle in my flank.” The foal wondered as he looked at his flank.

“Oh, you died for a moment.” I explained. He stoppped looking at his flank and his eyes went wide.

“H-haha, good one hero.” He giggled awkwardly.

“No joke. You’re now a risen dead, like me. Kinda like... an angel on the ground or something.”

“I get it, I fainted, now let's get back to your mirror.”

“Nah kid, I’m telling you. You died. Ask the king there.” I pointed to the still mildly shocked king, the foal slowly turned his head to the king and the king nodded in response.

“H-how...”

“My fault. Rather, Steven’s fault, but I let him out... so my fault.”

“W-what?”

“You got hit by lightning from my evil alter-ego.”

“B-but your mirror should be that!”

“Yeah, I have two. One is in my head.” The foal's face went deadpan. “It’s not very fun.”

“B-but why did you l-let him-”

“That’s a long story that involves some adult things you can’t know yet.”

“But I’m a big pony!”

“Then find me after you grow up a little more and I’ll tell you.”

“No fair.” The foal pouted, kicking the ground just to the side of the poster sized painting.

“Sorry buddy. Is there anything else you wanted to do with your time?”

“Well I wanted a hug but..." He drifted off as he gave a look of disgust to the various fluids covering my body. “Can we give him a towel, PLEASE!?” He shielded his eyes as he noticed that I was still exposed. I covered myself with my hands quickly.

“Sorry, forgot about that. Thanks.” A guard appeared by the cell door and threw me a towel. I quickly wiped myself off and pulled my leather skirt on.

“What was that gunk?” The colt asked, poking and prodding at the towel on the ground.

“DON’T TOUCH THAT. Nothing you need to worry about. Wait, which gunk?” He merely pointed towards the towel. “There were two different fluids I wiped off. You know what? You can’t know either anyway. Hugs now?”

“I don’t know if I want to now..." He murmured, taking a step back. I shrugged.

“Well, your time. Sorry if I wasn’t all you expected.”

“Y-you are, it’s just you look sticky. Anyways, how do you know he is your mirror? Even from the stands he looks different.”

“Long story involving complicated magic theories and such. He’s bound to look different from me by now. Anyway, want to hear some stories or something?”

“Okay!” He shouted excitedly, quickly running to my side for story time. He laid down, careful not to touch me. I went over a few tales of my various adventures, careful to skip over the gorier parts or stories. After a little over an hour of stories the guards and king returned to the cell.

“So Rarity isn’t your marefriend?” He asked as I started the filly-saving story. It was odd how many ponies wanted to hear that one.

“Technically not this week.”

“W-wait what?”

“Another long story, and it looks like we don’t have time for it.” I explained, pointing to the guards.

“Awww ponyfeathers..." He pouted as the guard escorted him out. I rolled the poster back up and put it back in the container as he left. Just as the colt left the cell, another mare galloped in. She was breathing heavy and had a bad look in her eyes. She seemed familiar, I had seen her before somewhere.

“H-heres your next bidder.” The guard stuttered as she slammed the door shut in front of him. I continued to stare at the mare until I suddenly remembered who she was.

“... Trixie? I mean uhh... Who the buck are you?” Suddenly, Trixie's facial features began to melt away. Her whole body turned completely white with no features or hair. She looked like she was made of plastic. “... That’s new.” I waved my void over her quickly, but to my surprise she had the magic of a typical earth pony. “Hello?”

“Tell me what you desire.” The mannequin-like mare ordered. Which was creepy since she had no mouth. It was almost like she was speaking from inside my head. Nonetheless, there was one thing I wanted.

“... Well, I’m kinda hungry, do you happen to have some cupcakes?” She quickly morphed into an earth pony and laid on the ground, exposing herself entirely. I would’ve looked away but to my surprise she was covered in...

“Icing? ... Why are you covered in icing?”

“You said you wanted a cupcake, now eat your fill.” She offered in a sultry tone, wiggling her flank. I gave her a confused look.

“First of all, having icing on you doesn’t make you a cupcake. Second of all, how are you changing like that?”

“I can be anything you want, I saw a bigger mare leave here earlier looking satisfied, do you like them big?” She asked heatedly, her body suddenly grew to almost the same size of Mrs.Cake and she began flicking her tail from side to side. “You like my big luscious flanks?” She asked seductively.

“The guard told me looked sad and bruised...”

“Oh she was, at first, until she realised she was the only one who got even close to you, after that she couldn’t have been happier.”

“Hmmm... bitter because attempted rape, but at least she’s forgotten about the injury.”

“Last time I saw her she was in the restroom, her moans were so loud.” She teased, sticking her tongue out at me in what I could assume was a flirty gesture.

“That’s.... Aw forget it. Nothing surprises me now.”

“Now how about a taste?” She offered, dipping a hoof in her icing and rubbing it all over my chest.

“That’s... No.”

“More for me.” She growled, getting to her hooves and staring at the icing on my chest.

“You’re a little messed up, aren’t cha?” She stopped moving instantly and changed form into a little yellow filly.

“Daddy!” She cried happily.

“... I take it back. That surprised me.”

”Can we wrestle daddy?! PWEASE?” She asked, tackling me. Not knocking me over, but she tried.

“Wrestle? Uhh... Ok?” I grabbed the tiny filly and play pushed her along the floor. She growled playfully and lunged at me, but when she got her little hooves on me she just started grinding herself against my chest.

“Hmmmmmmmm Daddy feels sooooooo good.” She moaned, her eyes half lidded. I growled fiercely, grabbed the filly and held her out by the scruff of her neck.

“Don’t even go there, demon!” I shouted. Her eyes opened wide at my shout. Slowly her eyes went black, she starts growing a long spiny tail, fangs, and her coat turned pitch black. I dropped her in surprise, but instead of being jarred by the drop she got to her hooves and let out a low hiss as she started slithering towards me.

“... Called it.” I muttered as she continued to inch her way towards me until she pounced, fangs bared. This time with her added weight she threw me off balance, causing me to step backwards into the wall. Her tail wrapped around my leg, the tip moving upwards toward my groin. I bared my teeth back at her and headbutted her evil face. My head sunk into her like she was made of sponge and I pulled back to see she was totally unphased.

“Now to feast.” She hissed, lightly nipping at my neck.

“Whatever bitch, I’ve fought worse than you!” I cried as I grabbed her. Her dark coat start to turn into long brown fur. Surprised again, I dropped her as she quickly turned into a large border collie, frantically wagging it’s tail. “... A... a dog... Sit?” The dog sits, but one of it’s front paws began to drift somewhere else. “No! Stay!” I shouted. Like I said she stays, her paw still going at it. “Oh god. That’s gross. Gilda had better appreciate the fact that I'm going through this.” Once again, the strange shape changer stopped dead and morphed into a familiar form.

“Hey there dweeb.” Gilda teased playfully.

“... Well, there’s that.” I groaned as she hovered over to me.

“Wanna get to the fun stuff stud?” I jumped up, grabbed both of her talons and locked her in a full nelson head-lock.

“Gilda likes wrestling, if I remember correctly.” I thought out loud, relatively distantly. She snickered at my words, and her tail started working its way under my skirt. She was tickling me a little. “Eh. Better than it could be.” I muttered to myself, but as if on cue, her tail flipped up my skirt and she quickly pushed her backside into me. Luckily, since I was totally flaccid after my disgust at Mrs. Cake settled in, her attempts meant nothing. Nonetheless, I flung her away.

“We were just getting to the good part.” She purred.

“Maybe for you.”

“What's the matter? Can’t even handle this!?” She challenged, turning around exposing herself. After all I’d been through tonight, I didn’t even bother to look away. “Like what you see?”

“Nope.”

“Don’t lie, you want this.” She moaned a little as she slapped, then grabbed, a talon full of her flank.

“Nope. In fact, I would like it if you would leave.” She dropped her act and just glared at me menacingly. “... What?”

“Both of you... What is wrong with you!?” She shouted angrily, lunging at me and pinning me to the wall. I pushed her back off.

“Wrong with me? Many, many things.”

“Why won’t either of you just rut me?!” She yelled, lunging at me again.

“Mostly because I don’t believe in premarital sex.” I explained as I caught and pushed her again.

“Never in my life have I been denied, now what do you desire!?”

“Uhhh....”

“Time’s up.” A guard interrupted suddenly. I turned to look at him, but the shape-shifter remained focused on me.

“NOOOO!” She shrieked, lunging at me in one last vain attempt to get something.

“Wait, P-Princess Gilda?!” The guard suddenly realized who was in my cell. Rather, what the thing in my cell looked like.

“Not the princess, don’t worry.” I assured him as I caught her again. I pulled her close, and kissed her forehead just to tease her a bit. “Sorry sweetie, out of luck I suppose.” I tossed her away one final time.

“Okay hero, I’m here to che- GILDA, what are you doing here at this time of night with him?!” The king barked. I guess he had decided to pay me a visit. Desperate not to anger the king further by looking like I was with his daughter, I thought fast. I had said demon, bitch, little, and Gilda before she changed each time, so...

“NURSE!” I shouted. The morpher's body turned into Gilda, but now wearing a slutty nurse’s outfit. The king just stares on, not understanding what he sees. “... Pony nurse.”

“Let me take your temperature!” She shouted, her form twisting from a gryffin into a red pony. The change of species that quickly was a little creepy.

“See? Not Gilda. Though I’m pretty sure she wants a turn on my disco stick too.”

“How dare you talk about my daughter like that! For this your next fight will be even harder!" The king growled as he gave me a particularly scalding death glare.

“I don’t even know what happened, and I really don’t care. Bring it the fuck on king, I think it’s time you learn who you’re dealing with.” I retorted angrily. I was nothing but nice to him, but he was pushing my patience too far now.

“You just said my daughter wants your ‘disco stick’..." He explained angrily, speaking to me like I was an idiot. I thought for a moment. The only explanation was that Steven had said it, but now that I thought about it...

“Nah, there’s no way. She’s my friend.”

“Your opponent will be given new chains and shackles now..." The king growled. I tilted my head in confusion.

“... Good for him? Well, you’d better go. There are more girls waiting.” The guards forcibly dragged the mare out of my cell and down the hall with the king in tow. I leaned back against the wall and sighed. "Well, I officially hate that guy."