Pound cowered behind the shower curtain. “Wait, why are you in here?” he asked, blushing profusely. Twilight smiled. “I just want to help you take a shower.” She paused. “Nothing wrong with that, right?”

“Oh, uh, no, not at all!” he said, his eyes glancing down at her nice long legs. He retreated back into the shower to hear Twilight starting to hum. He began to contemplate what to do next. Suddenly, he heard Twilight’s horn light up in magic. He peaked around the shower curtain to see Twilight in a bathing suit and a giant brush in her hand. At the end of the large stick was a large sponge loofah.

“Are you ready?” she asked cheerfully, using her magic to slowly insert the brush into the shower. “I help Spike with his showers like this and it’s rather very efficient. It’s also a way of me saying thank you!”

“Twilight, I really don’t need to- AHHHH!”

7:35pm

Pound shook and felt his legs quiver. The absorbent loofah scrubbed him into the next dimension. Soapy scrubs clustered between his crotch, a bubbly shielded that blocked anyone’s vision. Twilight pointed her finger at the loofah and let her magic clean it up. “There! How was that, Pound?” Twilight asked. “When Spike wasn’t used to his body during his growth spurt, I laced the loofah with chemicals to ease his body. You might be feeling a bit loopy now.” She paused and stared at the loofah. “On second thought, I should’ve scrubbed it off first before using it.” She shrugged. “Oh well.”

The water from the showerhead washed the soap suds between his legs, his strong magnificant horsecock now squeaky clean. Pound twitched at the bottom of the tub, his senses numbed by a strong surge coursing through his veins. He grabbed the shower curtains and holstered himself up, his hand-eye coordination to be faltered. “Uh, Twilight, just what chemical are we talking about?”

“It’s something called, ‘ketamine’!” Twilight said, “I know it’s weird that you can get the effects of it while scrubbing, but I found a way instead of injecting it.”

Ketamine? Pound never heard of it. Perhaps it was a recent drug in the market… or something. He grabbed his face in the attempt to recollect his thoughts. Even his mind was delayed in thinking. He shook his head and stepped out of the shower. He had a tough time to locate his hooves, but Pound managed to keep composure and proceeded to dry himself off. He messily grabbed the towel and tried to get all the water off his fur as quickly as possible.

“It’s actually a drug that isn’t out in the market yet,” Twilight continued, still scrubbing the loofah. “It was discovered not too long ago and it has the effects of morphine. So I had Spike become the test subject, but I didn’t think he knew it was something untested yet. But at least it’s safe, y’know?” she said cheerfully. “Sort of.”

However, in his mental state, Pound did not hear a single word from her. He did not even know she was standing right next to him, buck naked and all. The same thing with Twilight, as she was too busy with cleaning the brush.

“Even so, the ketamine is going to wear off soon, Pound,” Twilight said, “But,” she paused with a slightly forced smile, “Now that I think about it, that was a dose for a dragon, not for a stallion. I better get some of the drug out of your system.”

She turned to the side and choked on her own breath. Pound sat against the wall, his head held up high and his muscled toned body exposed towards her. His penis drooped down and touched his seat, his soft snores accompanying his snooze. Twilight backed into the doorknob of the bathroom door and hurt herself greatly.

She got onto her hands and knees and found herself to be in an awkward situation. Wait, no. Pound was still Pound. Sure, he was years younger, but she remembered changing his diapers and playing with him. His penis was the same. Just way bigger and matured.

Twilight’s face flushed red and forced herself to have courage. It was her fault for administering a dragon ketamine scrub bath in the first place. She walked next to his side and gently grabbed the towel on his shoulder. His sleeping face was peaceful and his expression was cute. His eyes were gently closed and his lips were quiet. Twilight blushed and brushed it off. She couldn’t have thoughts of Pound like this.

She placed a hand between his head and used the towel to dry his head. She didn’t press down too firmly, as his body was succumbed to the drug. She moved down to his muscular neck and chest, covering his shoulders and developed arms. Twilight couldn’t help but feel his biceps, remembering that he used to be thin as a stick. But that was years ago.

With a sigh, Twilight remembered helping Spike when he was young too. Except that he would struggle and thrash around. She smiled at that memory and moved the towel down to Pound’s legs. Her smile broke instantly within eye contact of his penis. She clamped her own mouth with her hand. It was just a penis, she shouldn’t be ashamed of looking at it. Twilight shook her head and proceeded to dry his legs, She blushed hard when she had to get on her knees to dry his ankles. Being almost face to face with it made her hot and bothered. She rubbed the towel only at the base of his penis and called it the end of the job. She couldn’t bear touching it.

I mean, it’s not that she really wanted to touch it. Of course, she wanted to end her job on a high note and completely finished. Besides, the towel was a barrier between her hand and him. Her fingers wrapped around the base of his cock and began to slowly stroke up. Twilight held her breath and quickly brushed off, cleaning the water off in a quick stroke. Her hand began to twitch, but she sighed. She was finally done.

But she wondered why she couldn’t look at Pound for the last few minutes. Just a few hours ago, he was like a little brother. No, more like a good friend. A teenage friend that was years younger than her. Maybe because he was sexually matured, her body was reacting in such a way.

Twilight drooped her head down and dawned upon one brutal fact.

She was old.

She was 39-years old, but still. But still! Twilight grabbed her head with her hands and began to drop into an endless spiral of despair. Compared to Pound, who was 18, their age gap was tremendous. Twilight covered her mouth and thought about the prospect of having a family with Pound. She screamed internally and shook her head. There was no way, Pound didn’t have feelings for her like that.

Twilight gazed at his face. But then again, he was a guy. A male stallion. He was around the time where his hormones could make him crazy. Perhaps he did feel like that around some particular mares. With Ponyville’s population, the minority of them were stallions anyway. It might’ve contributed to ponies’ long expectancy. After all, Granny Smith was well over 200-years old. So 39-years old was nothing. Twilight stood up and rubbed her hands across the fogged mirror. Her reflection stared back, in her nightgown.

Her hands pulled it up, letting her breasts drop down for her to take a better look at them. Her breasts were firm, maybe a bit too large. Maybe they grew a bit. Maybe they gave a small sag. Just a tiny bit. She gave a weak smile. A-At least it looks the same from 21-years ago, right? she asked herself. Her body still looked the same from the beginning of her prime from her early twenties.

She was glad that ponies had a tremendous gap from their teenage years all the way to adulthood. It was always tough to determine the exact age of a pony who was around 20 to 100 years old. Then again, she was almost halfway of being 100-years old.

The thought haunted her mind like a monstrous spectre.

She sighed and attempted to get over with it. Maybe looking at Pound made her feel old. He used to be so small and now he was bigger than she was. Twilight clapped her hands and let her magic do the heavy lifting. Her lavender aura gently grabbed Pound and carried him out of the bathroom. She dropped him on the bed, his body spread out across like a star.

Twilight blushed and tried to not look at his penis. She turned around and tried to think where extra clothes would be. Oh, that’s right! Shining Armor and Cadence’s clothes were in the library somewhere. If her planning was right, their clothes must be in the guest room. She smiled to herself and skipped into the guest room, happy and glad that her organization skills were able to bring forth efficient solutions.

Now, it was organized like hers. Twilight recalled that hers were; undergarment, tops, pants/skirts, panties, socks, and extra accessories. Shining Armor left a few of his stuff around, so finding some would be no problem. Digging through the drawer, Twilight blushed upon seeing a few condoms inside. She picked it up and glanced towards the neatly pressed clean bed.

She slowly placed the condom down and closed the drawer. Perhaps she could look somewhere else. Upon scavenging through her drawers, she found clean boxer briefs and a wifebeater. Seems like it was good enough. With those in hand, she made her way back to her room.

Upon lighting her horn, she quickly slipped the clothes onto Pound. Crisis averted.

Or she thought.

Pound’s penis slumped out from under the boxer’s fly, catching her eyes. Twilight glanced at it time to time and sighed softly.

He was knocked out cold, right?

Twilight crawled onto the bed between Pound’s legs and was now eye level with his impressive penis. She bit her bottom lip and gently stroked it with her right hand, the soft flaccid dick wrapped around by her tiny fingers.

The moment her fingers curled around him, his body responded quickly. His penis grew to a fairly large erection inside of her hand. Twilight blushed at the sight for a young thick black juicy horsecock to do. The thought of Pound getting excited by her turned her on.

Her hand began to stroke him slowly, pleased by the penis’ reaction to her touch. Now suddenly fully erect, Twilight increased the speed of her handjob. She then spit on the tip of his dick to lubricate it. She smiled and then bit her bottom lip again.

It’s been too long since she had fun with a stallion. And with Pound being in his prime, she could only imagine how he would taste like. Twilight opened her mouth and closed her thick juicy lips around Pound’s tip. His body shuddered in response, but he did not awake. His hot cock tasted wonderful in her mouth. She swirled her tongue on the tip and swiped across his precum.

Twilight brought the dick deeper into her mouth and soon engulfed it. Her lips pressed down to the base of his pelvis. She smiled. She’s still got it. She pulled herself up from Pound’s throbbing cock, coating it in her hot saliva. The intense heat left her lips, leaving her mouth wet and body turned on. She immediately dove in deep again, letting his thick cock hit the back of her throat.

She grabbed the shaft of his dick and began to stroke it, trying to make the most out of this blowjob. Her hand increased its pace, pumping his meat until she felt it quiver in anticipation. Suddenly, he climaxed and spurted his seed deep into Twilight's mouth. The thick white cream was something that Twilight yearned for, and her lust was soon sated. But her body rejected that. The illusion of her lust to be false. She was still horny.

Cleaning up the last bits of cum, Twilight licked her lips and fixed her eyes on Pound’s semi-erect cock. An odd sensation tingled between her legs.

With a red face, she promised herself. Only this night.

7:42pm

Twilight mounted herself on top of Pound’s now erect cock. She moaned and felt her vaginal walls expand to his thickness. She took a small breath and leaned over to Pound’s body, rubbing her breasts across his moist wet fur. The shower had left him a little wet.

His body was muscular, his physique well toned. Perhaps the workout sessions he had been coaxed in doing had helped. Twilight rubbed herself across his body, his frame able to handle her entire weight. Twilight moaned softly and continued to fuck Pound’s dick, raising her ass up down over and over.

Her tight walls slowly expanded with Pound’s cock inside of her. She inserted it gently, not wanting to hurt him. After all, he was out cold and unconscious. But even if he was, fucking him while he was asleep had a charm of its own. Twilight exhaled in small breaths, now knowing her vagina was not like her mouth.

“It must’ve been a long time since I had sex,” she whispered to herself. Sure, practicing on cucumbers had its benefits, but her vagina did not stimulate the simulation of a real penis inside. Twilight gave another deep breath and continued to fuck him. She wanted this to be over, she wanted it to be done over with.

She raised her ass to the tip of his penis and down again, rubbing against her tight walls. She wanted to scream in pleasure, but she forced herself not to. Pound’s virgin dick had taken control of her womb. With a few more pumps, she felt Pound’s dick shudder.

“Aah!” Twilight softly exclaimed, feeling his semen shoot inside of her. The hot seed made her body melt from the inside out in a wonderful sensation. She cupped her mouth with her hands to muffle her voice.

His sperm came in a hard spout, soon filling her womb and dripping out from the rims of her vagina. Twilight heaved in heavy breaths and leaned close to Pound’s sleeping face. She felt the sweat on her fur drip onto Pound’s body. Twilight blushed and smiled. “Whoops, you should've told me you were going to cum, silly.” she said, poking Pound’s snout.

She closed her eyes and sighed. Instead of regret, she felt relief. All these years of not having sex made her a fumbling doofus. She raised her flank from Pound’s cock and felt his semen slowly ooze out from her. Luckily, ponies could terminate their pregnancies if needed.

But, for some reason.

Twilight didn't want to.

She blushed madly and smiled to herself. Carrying Pound’s baby had left her happier than ever before. But soon, sorrow slowly set in.

There was a chance that Pound didn’t love her back in the way she did. A mare of her age in a relationship with Pound would be forbidden under Equestrian law. She blushed and held a hand onto her stomach. Perhaps she could just raise the child herself. She leaned in towards Pound’s sleeping face and pecked a kiss on his cheek.

“Congratulations, you're a daddy!” she whispered underneath a giggle. Her eyes then trailed to the pool of semen on top of his briefs and on the sheets. She almost screamed, as her horn lit up immediately to change him and clean up the mess.

Twilight frantically tried to cover up everything that had happened. But little did she know that in Pound’s sleeping mind, he was given one of the pleasurable dreams ever.

It felt way too real.

???

Pound gasped and watched Twilight smile over him. “The only place you'll be cumming will be inside of me,” Twilight smirked, wrapping her legs around him.

He was baffled and felt his dick gripped by her tight pussy. The warm sensation of his semen mixed in with her hot insides left him dumbfounded. Twilight's sparkling eyes and her warmth gave him a jolt of happiness.

Twilight as his wife and a mother to his children?

If only that was a reality.

“That is more than enough,” a powerful voice boomed. The mirage of Twilight on top of him disappeared, leaving him naked on top of a layer of dark blue clothes. He recognized the voice too well.

The land of dusk and dawn, the blend of the end and beginning, the wondrous land of dreams.

He knew that it was all a dream, but the gripping realness of it had left him in a bundle of heaven. Princess Luna descended slowly from the sky and floated to the ground. Her heels clicked to the floor, her commanding gaze and powerful presence heavy in the dream world.

“Pound Cake, please do not be alarmed if you're ashamed-”

“D-Did you see everything?” Pound quickly asked.

Princess Luna nodded. “I watched everything from the beginning. From having intercourse with Twilight over the kitchen counter to-”

“Okay! Please! I've heard enough!” Pound exclaimed in shame, covering his face.

Princess Luna was now in front of him, giving him a gentle touch. Her regal pressure in her beautiful dress had calmed the storm of shame inside of him. She closed her eyes and spoke. “Whatever is said in here stays in here, Pound Cake. Your dreams are your privacy and I acknowledge that to the fullest extent.” She opened her eyes. “But I am here to talk about what you are fantasizing about Twilight Sparkle.”

“O-Oh, yes,” Pound said sheepishly. “What about it?”

“Your constant dreams about Twilight Sparkle has left me intrigued. Especially with a young stallion like you having no prior knowledge of intercourse.” Princess Luna said. “Especially about the upside-down blowj-”

“Please Princess! Cut to the chase!” Pound said, covering his face in utmost shame. “I'm naked and it makes me feel more vulnerable!”

Princess Luna looked down to Pound’s impressive horsecock. She smiled and admired it, fixing her eyes onto his girth. “Oh, not bad at all for a stallion your age.” She smiled.

“I do believe you can deliver tremendous pleasure in sexual intercourse,” Princess Luna said, turning a bit red herself. She continued to stare down between his legs. “Yes, very much so…”

“Wait, why are you here again?” Pound asked.

Princess Luna shook her head. “Oh, yes. That.” She was still blushing. She cleared her throat and continued. “Sometimes, I had criminal's dream about the crime they were about to commit and I would act was a way for them to pause their efforts. Much of the time, they back down from it.”

“Uh, I see. But what does my dreams with Twilight compare with criminals about to do a crime?”

Princess Luna made a face of shock and confusion. “Uh.” was the only thing she said.

Pound then finally understood. His tone became a bit flat, discovering what Princess Luna was doing. “Princess Luna, were you watching my dreams with Twilight all this time?”

“Y-Yes.”

“What was the point of coming out from the shadows and ruining my dream like this?”

Princess Luna stared out into space. “Honestly, I have no idea.”

“Princess Luna, let's talk. Things aren't going so well at the castle, right?”

“Well, we did summon Spike and-” Princess Luna scrunched her face and stopped talking.

Pound raised an eyebrow. “Tell me, Princess.”

Princess Luna began to sweat profusely. All of the sudden, her horn lit up and magically started a dream. A harem of Twilight Sparkles crowded around Pound, eager to fuck him.

In the back, Princess Luna ran away from the wreck she had caused.