"You promise you won't tell anyone?" Foxglove begged as she stared into the lobby.

"Sure. I mean...I'm gonna laugh at you, but that's different." I planted my fist into my palm. "Anyone else laughs at your or Wayne, they're losing teeth."

Foxglove shifted around as Wayne bounced in his nappy, hung around my chest. "I know...I- do you think it's gonna hurt?"

I fixed Wayne's harness as he tried to bite through the tough material. "If I can deal with him, you can deal with this. Now get in there."

Foxglove took a deep breath and walked into the lobby, leaving me with a baby foal strapped to my chest. "Wayne."

"Aaauh?"

"We're free...and I look stupid."

"Stoo-pid." Wayne babbled, imitating me yet again as his speech developed.

"Don't you start too." I adjusted his harness and walked away. Today was our day off, the foals were left to themselves while a few guards made sure they didn't kill each other. A few even got to hang out with their families.

"Ben!?" A spotted coat bat mare ran over. "It is you!"

I recognized the tiny, navy and cream spotted mare. Her cream spots and mane made her rather unique. "Buttercup, hey, what's going on?"

She smiled wide, her muzzle bright as she smiled. "Nothing, just walking to a friends house." I loved her face, her muzzle looked like it was dipped in cream, and the few large spots on her side and right flank were always pleasing. She was adorable. "Why are you and him-" she propped herself up on my chest and nuzzled Wayne, making him laugh and growl as he tried to wiggle free. "-doing out here?"

I quieted Wayne down as the spotted bat mare walked around me. "Foxglove had a dentist appointment. I'm just dropping her off." Buttercup continued to walk around me, her cream spots bright against her dark base coat.

"Why's she gotta see the dentist?"

"Long story. Now, did you need something?"

Buttercup walked around me, looking me up and down. "I don't know. You busy?"

I shook my head, making sure to keep Wayne stable. "I got a few hours before Foxglove's gonna be done. But you didn't answer my question."

"Well I needed to know if you had time!" She trotted before me and smiled wide. "You wanna meet some people?"

I shrugged. "Sure, are they bats?"

"Some are, some aren't. But you'll like them, they'll like you!" She bumped my knee with her hoof. "Come on!" She started trotting off, away from the dentist's and onto the main street.

I followed quickly, stopping as I found her arguing with a man on the path. "Fucking freaks...look at you, meat eating horses--" The man looked up at me. "Oh great, one of these things too."

I threw my arms out as the horridly aggressive man shoved past. "Hey, asshole, the fuck does that mean?!"

The man just shook his head and flipped me off. "Freak, god damn vampire freak!"

Me and Buttercup just watched as the incensed man walked off. "Wow...the hell was his problem?" Buttercup asked as she trotted over. “Geez, are humans normally that pissy?”

“Depends. But that guy, that guy was a penis.”

“Penis!” Wayne chirped, blissfully ignorant of his vulgarity.

        Buttercup covered her mouth as she started giggling. “Wa-ayne, you shouldn’t say that!”

        “He’s getting vulgar! Little sh- guy, keeps repeating me at the worst times.” I rustled his mane, making him grumble and grab my hand. He sunk his teeth into my hand and started chewing. “Ow….”

        Buttercup lead me down the street. “Ben, that’s a really bad habit you know.”

        “I know, best part is Foxglove does it too now.”

        Buttercup started giggling. “Really? She’s like a foal!”

        “Hey, check yourself. Apparently I taste good.”

        Buttercup kicked her leg out. “Hey now...don’t go saying stuff like that around my friends. They might take that as an offer.”

        “I’ve got a freaking kid! And a girlf--”

        “Mare, friend, a marefriend, special-somepony, not a girlfriend.” Buttercup corrected, taking a hard right into an alley. “There’s a lot of difference Ben. I mean...you could have three marefriends, you can’t have three girlfriends.”

        I cocked my head and started snickering. “W-what the hell does that mean?”

        Buttercup trotted up to a grey brick house, her tail held high as she bounced happily past the gate and to the door. “You’ll see. Now come on, don’t just stand there!”

        I took a deep breath and pulled my hand away from Wayne, wiping the slobber off on my thigh. “No, want!” Wayne complained loudly, bouncing in his harness as I tried to walk towards the waiting open door.

        “Wayne stop, bad, you gonna be bad boy?” I scolded, stopping him in his tracks. He huffed and pouted as I put my hand on his head, keeping him in place. “Good boy.” I rubbed his head as I walked into the warm house. He cooed gently as I played with his ears. His biggest weakness.

        “Awww, see that’s why I invited you over.” Buttercup babbled as she closed the door behind me. “Girls, I’m back!”

        “I know how to- bapbaowho-a, what?” I fumbled as a few sets of footsteps rumbled from another room. Before I could ask what she meant I was face to face with a group of six young mares and a pair of pale looking humans.

        Buttercup stared at me. “Girls, this is Ben, single dad.”

        The crowd bustled their flirty greetings, one bold mare walked over and hugged me, bending her muzzle down towards my groin. “Heeeello, Ben.”

        I let out a raspy cough. “Uh...Buttercup, what is th--”

        “Aw can I see him!?” A mare trotted over, leaning against me and nuzzling Wayne nose to nose.

        “He’s so cute!” Another mare leaned against me, tumbling me back into the door. “I could just eat you up!”

        Wayne was enjoying all the attention, while I was trying to keep standing while more and more mares leaned against me. “Come on baby, we’ll take care of you.” A skinny woman plucked Wayne out of his harness.

        “Hey I--” I tried to push off, but the mares pinned me into a wall.

        Two mares and the woman wandered off with Wayne, burbling and laughing the whole way. I was left to the mercy of three strange mares, a woman, and Buttercup.

        Before I could push off I was dragged into an empty room, cushions lining the floor. Buttercup sat next to me as everyone formed a circle. “Ben, you wanna play?”

        I picked myself up and dusted myself off. “Play what?! What is th--” I stopped dead as a loud glassy sound filled the room. I turned to the center and watched as a bottle spun wild. “Are you serious? Is that why you--” I stopped myself as the bottle stopped. A pair of mares smiled at eachother before leaning across the small gap.

        I watched in awe as they met, a soft pink tongue coming out in seconds. They took it serious, pulling each other close and getting rather forceful with their impromptu makeout session. “I- fuck...I can’t….” I ran my hand through my hair as the two finished off, the dominant grey mane sucking the submissive’s tongue as they drew apart.

        “Mmmuah!” The mare pushed off, a trail of saliva trailing between them as the submissive was left panting. “Come on...two more.” The grey mane cooed as she broke it off. “Two more.”

        I put my hands on the top of my head as I tried to control myself. “Buttercup...you- why would you bring me here!?”

        She just smiled wide and nodded towards a seat. “I figured we could have some fun...you can leave if you want.”

        “Auuuugh….” I groaned to myself, torn between the group of potential lesbians and my girlfriend’s wrath. “Fuck!” I sat down, my member crushed under my clothes.

        The submissive mare spun. The bottle clanked over the hardwood floor. Once again the bottle landed between the same pair. The grey mane smiled wide while the submissive yellow maned let her tongue roll out. The pair leaned over to one another again, the grey mane licking up the yellow’s neck and nipping at her chin.

        “Save it...one more.” She cooed as the submissive shivered and twitched.

        I leaned next to Buttercup. “What happens on three--”

        The bottle spun once again. The two mares stared needily as the bottle slowed down, barely missing the woman in the room and landing on the pair a third time.

        The duo smiled wide as the dominant stood up. She walked behind the submissive and laid down. I watched in greedy awe as the yellow mare’s tail flipped up. The mare let out a small gasp as she adjusted herself. She slowly grew more and more red as the grey mare went to work.

        The yellow mare tried to keep her composure as she pressed her hoof against the bottle. She spun it once again. The bottle clinked around, stopping with the neck right at me.

        Buttercup leaned over to me. “Ben...you lucky lucky--”

        “Fuuuuuck.” I groaned loudly as I stared at the bright red faced, yellow mare, her mouth wide open and tongue flicking needily. “I--” I stood and turned away from the group. I felt myself crying as my conflicted priorities went mad. I wanted this, I wanted this so bad, but Foxglove would murder me in my sleep.

        I took a deep breath and decided to do it. I walked over, kneeling down infront of the now panting mare and held her by the cheeks. I pressed our lips together, eliciting a loud moan from the yellow maned mare as her backside was feasted upon by an equally excited mare.

        She tasted like banana chapstick mixed with the previous mare’s saliva. Her tongue laid gently atop my own as I ran my own over her teeth. I filled her mouth with my oversized tongue, making the petite mare moan loudly. She sucked on my tongue as she locked eyes with me. Her eyelids fluttering closed as I grabbed the back of her head. She went completely limp as she let out a sharp squeal, tightening her oral grip on my tongue and moaning.

        Her moan resonated through my head as she shuddered heavily. I watched as her tail flopped down. I felt like a horrible perfect as I helped spitroast this young mare with my tongue. I pulled back and pulled my tongue free. The yellow mare lowered her head as a damp mouthed grey mane crawled next to her and kissed her lightly.

        My member was fit to burst as I stood up and backed away. “Alright...I’m out, I’m out I’m out I’m out!” I walked past Buttercup and went to find Wayne.

        “Ben don’t just leave, you gotta spin again!” Buttercup groaned as she followed me. “That was awesome, you’re just gonna le--”

        I threw a door open and found Wayne getting a girly makeover by the trio of girls. “Wayne, come on!”

        “Noooo!” He yelled as he ran behind a ebony maned mare. “No go!”

        “Aw you can’t leave yet!” The mare cooed as she scooted Wayne out from behind her. “Please?”

        I plucked Wayne off the floor and plopped him into his harness. “Ladies, it’s been fun! Gotta go, bye!” I walked past everyone and ran out the door.

        I ran painfully back to the dentist’s, Foxglove was waiting out front. “Done- already?”

        Foxglove just stared at me, not saying a word. She flew up, over my shoulder, and plopped down around my neck. She curled up around me went slack. “Oh...okay then.” I ran back home, in an absolute rush to get home and take care of my pained person.

        I bolted home and shakily threw the door open. I ran to Wayne’s room and plopped him down in the middle of the floor. He was covered in makeup and reeked of perfume, but I needed to take care of something.

        I carried Foxglove’s exhausted frame to the bathroom, pulling her off my shoulders and sitting her against the toilet. I undid her bra in seconds, tossing it aside and grabbing her breasts.

        I undid my pants, sliding myself between her and kissing the back of her neck. Foxglove sighed loudly as I thrusted twice, her super soft breasts on my already overstimulated member made short work of me.

        I shot a quick, somewhat disappointing load against the cistern of the toilet. However quick and one sided, it felt amazing to clear the buildup.

        I stumbled back, sitting on the edge of the bath to catch my breath.

        Foxglove stared down at the spooge stain and huffed. She stepped off the toilet and stared at me. Her glare was hard, questioning, and just a bit disappointed.

        I took a deep breath. “Foxglove...you gonna say--”

        Foxglove cut me off, opening her mouth and revealing a pair of bright metal lines running over her teeth. “They hurt.” She grumbled as she closed her mouth. “Four montchs.”

        I started laughing to myself as I thought about how mad she would be. “Braces aren’t that bad...I mean….”

        Foxglove glared at me. “Make me feelsh bettersh.”

        I reached back into the shower, turning it on. “I’ll get Wayne….”