I sat in my living room, watching Foxglove cradle Wayne. "So...what's all this about?" She asked, shifting around. "You're sweating."

I pressed my tongue against the roof of my mouth. "Hey...so you...you remember when I adopted Wayne, whole bunch of paperwork and all that...."

Wayne wiggled free, trotting away as Foxglove adjusted her seat. "Right. What about it?"

I clapped my hands together, jamming them between my knees. "Uh. Well, see...there was some error, and I ended up--"

"Adopting the foals in the nursery and basic school. I know." Foxglove poked her breasts. "I did that."

I sat, staring into space for a few moments. "Foxglove, why!?"

She just shrugged, shifting across the couch. "Look. It's about a lot of things...giving those foals a father...getting you well known...that little county Luna gave you." Foxglove let out a soft sigh. "Speak of which, we're going to go check it out." She shifted again, sitting on a pillow and rocking back and forth.

"Alright...I'll ask it...what the fuck do you get out of this!?" I snapped, jumping upright and pointing at her. "What's your game?"

Foxglove continued to restlessly move. "Ben, I love you, you're so good to the foals, and I thought who better to be there for them--"

"Then just let me do my job! I was fine just being there for them, but now...." I ran my fingers through my frayed hair. "I can't even fix it, I mean...I'm not about to re-abandon half a generation."

Foxglove smiled and clacked her hooves together. "And that's why I did it! Ben...they're going to help you raise them, you just...might have to answer a few questions...spend a little more time with them--"

"I was already doing that!" I shot back, throwing myself back into my seat. "Everything was great, but now...I mean...it just kinda fucks it up."

Foxglove flared out her wings, flying over and landing on my lap. "Ben, look at me. Nothing is going to change for you, but for them...it means a lot." She hugged me, resting her head on my shoulder. "I know I should have told you...but I knew you'd say no."

"Who said I would have said no!?"

Foxglove locked up. "Pardon?"

"If I'd known I would have been fine with it! I could have thrown a little party for them, started picking out names...all sorts of cool stuff." I hugged her back, holding my hand against her mane. "I love them...they were already like my kids."

"Oh...Ben...do you hate me?" Foxglove asked sincerely, tightening her hooves around my head.

I let out a short sigh. "No...I'm just not exactly happy about it."

Foxglove nipped at my ear. "Trust me, I did it for a reason." Foxglove took a deep breath. "Ben...say you love me."

"Foxglove, I would die for you." I stated, rubbing her back and running my fingers along the underside of her wings. "It's not even a question."

Foxglove pressed her head against my ear. "Well...we're not...tied off yet...so...I needed to be sure." Foxglove took a deeply shaken breath. "You're a noble...."

"Okay...and that means?"

Foxglove took a breath, her body rocking on my lap. "It will make sense when we get there...the land Luna gave you, I bought some tickets to go and show you...it's...kinda--" Foxglove locked up, biting my earlobe and licking at me. "I love you Ben...I love you so much."

"Whoa!" I forced her back a bit. "What the hell!?"

Foxglove was teary and extremely grabby. "Ben...I need you right now...I really just need you right now."

I leaned back into the bed as Foxglove's crying face tore into my soul, her hooves flailing, trying to get a grip on me. "What the hell's going on!?"

Foxglove let her hooves fall limp and just started sobbing. "Ben...I'm really fucking emotional right now...and I need someone to help."

"That explains nothing!"

Foxglove caught her breath. "You know these...." She shook her back legs, jiggling her breasts. "The next generation of foals is coming...so they've been giving me hormones to make me produce milk." She started crying again as she fondled herself. "I'm so fucking horny...I'm so fucking sore...Ben help me." She lowered her head, resting against my hands. "Ben...I need you."

I brought foxglove around my arm and rubbed her back. "It's okay...it's okay honey."

Foxglove took a deep breath. "Ben it's not okay! Stop telling me it's okay! I feel like my tits are about to explode, my crotch is on fire, I nearly rubbed myself raw with your shirt!"

"God damn it!"

"Ben...we have a train to catch, my vagina is about to spurt all over your leg, and I'm starting to lactate...do something!" She started bouncing on my leg. "Ben-Ben-Ben-Ben...do something...."

I put her over my shoulder and ran to the phone. I pinned her against my arm as I dialed the phone. "Come on...come on!" The dial tone rang in my ears too long for my liking. "Fucking Datura!" I tried another number.

A loud clatter cried out. "Hello?"

"Buttercup, it's Ben--"

Buttercup started giggling like a fool. "Oh-my-gosh, Ben! What's up? Why you calling me? Did Foxglove say yes!?"

I slammed the phone on the wall a few times. "Buttercup, babysitter, now!"

"Ben...what?"

"I need someone to watch Wayne damn it! Get your ass over here and you can eat everything in my fridge!"

There was a short silence, followed by a loud clatter. I ran to the window, scanning the area around Buttercup's apartment. A shady figure darted up over the rooftops and started zooming over. "Thank Luna she's a glutton."

Foxglove sunk her teeth into my neck. "You calling me fat!?"

"Ow- Christ!" I weathered her bites and ran up the stares, turning on a light and opening a window. "Foxglove stop it!"

A familiar cream muzzled face flung through my window and into the room. "Wooo, two questions, where's the food, where's the foal!?"

I shook my head as Buttercup started dancing in place. "Your priorities worry me." I pointed down the stairs. "Wayne's wandering around, just tell him, dinner, and he'll come running."

"Awesome, I'm gonna get so fucking fat!" Buttercup squealed, running down the steps.

I ran down after her. "Watch the house until we get back! Food should last a month!"

I yanked Foxglove off my neck, her voice changing from brash anger to utter dispair. "Ben...I don't blame you...just leave me here...you go."

"Wha?"

Foxglove started sobbing as she hung heavy on my arm. "You deserve better...go, she'll be better to you...."

I started laughing like mad. "Are you talking about Buttercup!?"

"Hmmph!?" Buttercup mumbled, popping her head into the entry with a face full of cookies. "Wah, I dos?"

"Nothing...don't worry about it." I carried Foxglove towards the door. "Train, when?"

Foxglove started crying into my shoulder. "Si-six fifteen...."

"What!?" I spotted a clock, it was six even. "Damn it! Buttercup you behave yourself!" I pillaged Foxglove's basket of crap next to the door, finding a sealed envelope with a Lunar seal. I pocketed the tickets and ran out the door, locking it and bolting towards the train station.

Foxglove was nearly weeping, mumbling as I ran. "Ben- Ben- slow down, Ben I- lov-v-v-v--" Foxglove locked up around my arm as I ran through the warm spring night, several bat ponies watching me run. "Aaaahhhaa...." I felt my shirt grow damp around my gut, Foxglove going limp as she bounced.

I ignored it. I could take care of her on the train, but I wasn't about to waste two damn train tickets just because of some emotional mare. And I was more than a little curious about the land Luna had promised me. There must have been a reason, and from the few maps I'd seen, the land she promised was smack dab in the mountains.

The air got warmer and warmer, the smell of Foxglove's unique musk filling the air as I ran through the streets of Canterlot. "Shit- shit!" I spotted a line of ponies marching through the street. "Lost, train station, where!?" I yelled, running over to them. The groggy day dwellers ran away, one thrusting his hoof down the road. "Thank you!"

I sprinted like mad, Foxglove barely holding on as I ran. I clutched her to my body and ran to the waiting train. "Wait- fuck- wait!" The whistle blew softly. "No-no-no-no!" I bolted into the side of the train, bouncing off like a pinball.

A bat pony in a hat ran over. "Whoa! I leave to go take a wee and suddenly someone bashing their head against a train! What's going on?"

I rubbed my head, standing up and stumbling towards the train door. "Late...can't miss...." I stumbled inside, a pony with a tired expression and a jacket walked over.

She let out a rough cough. "Tickets?" I fished the crumpled tickets out and handed them over. The mare looked them over and frowned hard. "Wrong train."

"What!?" I yelped. "Did I miss it!?"

The mare looked out the window. "No Count Wesk, it's in the yard...see it?" She lead me to a window, pointing out a small three car train. "Not...not many people take that train...but I think I get it."

I looked at the dusty looking train. "Oh...." I scratched my head as Foxglove continued to mumble sadly to herself. "Uh...sorry." I walked out of the train, looking around and spotting the hatted bat pony heading towards the dusty relic. The first train gave two soft toots and started off.

I found a bench, petting Foxglove's mane as she went through a series of rather heavy emotions. "Ben...I'm sorry...I'm so lumpy...so ugly." She curled up across my lap and wiggled around. "I'm not worth it...any of this."

I grew sick of her moping, putting the side of my hand into her mouth and letting her bite down hard. "It's okay honey...it's okay...."

Foxglove spit my hand out. "It's not fucking okay! Fuck you! You're a piece--"

I forced my hand back in her mouth, not in any sort of mood for her violent outbursts. "Foxglove, chew."

"Don't--"

"Chew." I pet her mane gently, moving to her neck as she started suckling at my hand. She went slightly docile as the train was driven onto an older set of tracks. They creaked under the train's weight. "Oh god...." I mumbled softly, growing nervous about this ride.

The train groaned into place, the platform across a set of tracks. "Oh hey, you're the guy!" The hatted pony ran over. "Hey...so...I'm Bane, I'll be your driver this wonderfully warm night!"

I stood up, cradling Foxglove like a baby. "Hi...I'm--"

"Count Wesk, yeah I know." He snickered a little. "You're kinda famous."

I scratched my head. "Am I?"

The pony shrugged. "Home town hero kinda thing. Kinda like Datura. Except she's a singer...and you're...a dad."

"Uh huh. "Look...it's getting kinda late."

"Fine, fine. Hop on, it's your car and everything. No one else goes to Transylmania."

I stared at the stallion as he started walking towards the train. I followed slowly, thinking about what the hell kinda name he'd just said. Foxglove was on the edge of consciousness, her tongue licking at my wounded hand as her teeth dug in. I nervously crossed the tracks towards the passenger car. "Um...is this safe!?"

"Probably not. But who cares, isn't it more fun that way?" Bane asked, climbing into the engine and waving me to hurry. I complied and climbed into the old fashion luxury car. It smelled of dust, but was otherwise rather nice. Dull oil lanterns, old untouched furniture, well preserved for how old it looked.

"Huh...." I spotted a bed near the rear. This wasn't just a passenger car, this was a family owned car. I set Foxglove down in the bed, slowly pulling my hand free and leaving her passed out on the bed. I found a cloth, airing it out and wiping down her underside.

"Ben?" Foxglove croaked, hazily looked around. "Where are we?"

I finished up with her and tossed the cloth away, nearly tripping as the train lurched forward. "Whoa- train. Everything's alright. Just be calm."

Foxglove looked down at her pink pussy, showing through her coat. "Did...did I squirt?"

I looked at my shirt. "At some point...I think I jostled you too hard."

Foxglove fluttered her eyes. "You can jostle my any time." Things grew a bit awkward as she eyed me up. "You're really sexy, standing over me like this...big and tall...."

I let out a short cough. "I'm gonna go...check on the driver."

"Ben...don't go." Foxglove cooed, snapping awake and laying across the bed. "I want you...I want you to be with me...." She grew a bit red, tapping the sheet she was on. "I'm so wet...I bet you could make me squirt so hard...I bet- Hey, hey!" Foxglove started standing up, her wings flaring out as she did. "You get the fuck back here and ride my pussy!"

I closed the door to the car behind me, suddenly thrust out into an unsafe fuel car, hurtling up the side of a mountain. I grabbed the safety rail, staring down into a dark abyss. "Holy shit--" I held on tight as we took a harsh curve. I took a moment to look around. Rocky crags to the left, a dark and misty canyon below, a soft orange sunrise cresting over the eastern peaks and a heavy fog slowly sinking from above.

I hurried to the front car, throwing myself in and bumping into the driver. "Hey Count, what's going on?"

I looked out the window. "Eh...my wife's in heat...or...artificial heat, or something stupid. You?"

Bane laughed a little. "That's rough. Eh, I'm just sitting here, driving, going to some underdeveloped backwater. No big deal."

"About that. What's this place like?" I asked, looking ahead.

"Transylmania? It's...foggy. It's a town build into a valley at the top of the mountain. I think there's a castle...I'm not sure. I left there when I was five."

I scratched my head. "So...is that it? I mean, I've never even heard about it. Apparently I own--"

"Oh right! You're human.... A human Count of Transylmania...that's not gonna go over great."

"What does that mean?"

"It means we're not going into town until dusk." Bane stated, pulling the brake and slowing the train. It chugged out of a tunnel, revealing the city below. "Bats aren't gonna like being told who's in charge."

I stared down at the dark, rustic, village below. It was nestled high in mountains. I could only stare in awe at the somber town, a huge dark grey castle slowly being illuminated by the sun, cresting over the walls of the valley. "Holy shit...." It was truly beautiful, revealed completely as the fog burned away. It was dense, the buildings spacious while still close together. It felt dark, oppressive, but in the illumination of the sun it gained new life.

I could only marvel at it, and gleefully await the town covered in soft burning lanterns and sparkling lights. "Hey...don't get too excited.... It's Transylmania...home of the bats...and...in case you don't know our history...the- uh... the old fashion bats are kinda xenophobic."

"I'm sure I'll be fine. But...why can't we just go in right now?"

"Are you fucking crazy!? I'm not going into their town while they're sleeping! I like not being beaten to a pulp." Bane pulled down a cot and jumped in. "Now go get some sleep. Got a big day ahead of you."

I let out a long sigh and wandered back across the cars. I lingered in the open air catwalk of the fuel car, staring at the town below. "Amazing...how is this place not well known...." I hurried on towards the passenger car, watching as Foxglove angrily humped her hooves. I walked in, getting an angry glare sent my way immediatly.

Foxglove pulled her forelegs from her underside, holding them out for me. "You see this?" Her hooves were slick and glistened in the lamp light. "Ben...I can't do it.... Damn these blunt hooves!" She cried, a hint of sadness to her voice. "Ben...help me."

I sighed and sat next to her. "Fine...present--" Foxglove beat me to it, thrusting her flank in my face and pulling her thick tail to the side. "Jesus...."

"Stop staring at me!" Foxglove snarled, slowly slipping back into her violent mood. "Just do it you bitch, just do it!"

"Hey, fuck you!" I grabbed her flank roughly. "You can't just snap at me all of the sudden and blame, hormones, now calm the fuck down!" I plunged my fingers deep into her sopping wet pussy, engulfing them in a hot mess as Foxglove tightened up. "Sick of your damn attitude."

Foxglove just groaned huskily as I slid my fingers in and out of her sloppy insides. "Fuu-uuu-uuck!" She threw her hips back, impaling herself on my fingers as she dripped down my arm.

"Why is it that Luna thinks it's just fine to drug all her employees!? I just realized, it happens a lot doesn't it!?"

"Ben- you- fucker- harder! Deeper! Faster!" Foxglove pleaded, leaning forward and forcing me to speed up my fingering. I dug deep, pushing my thumb forward and prodding her ass. "Wait- Ben wait- Be-eeeen!"

She locked up on a particularly deep prod, my fingers squeezed tight by her swollen sex. I dug my thumb just inside her rear, causing her back legs to go bolt stiff and lift her flank high. I pulled back, thrusting my fingers in deep and causing her to shoot a squirt of fem jizz onto the sheet. "Sweet mother bucker!" Foxglove moaned, squirting against the sheet and dribbling down her stomach. "Ho-hooooooo...."

"What ever...." I picked her up, turning her to a window and cupping her breasts. "Better?"

"Hoohoohooooooyeah." Foxglove groaned, obviously enjoying my slow kneading and squeezing. She purred softly as I stared out the window, pulling her bra down and feeling her rock hard nipples against my palm.

I enjoyed the amazingly squishy sensation, and idly kneading. Foxglove slowly went to sleep as I massaged her swollen breasts. I continued after she went to sleep, mindlessly working her supple body and staring out at the town below. I couldn't sleep, not with such a fascinating experience awaiting me.

"Kchuuuuuuuuuuuuu- kuckh-" Foxglove let out a deep, silence shattering snore.

I stared down at her. "Breath through you nose! Breath through- oh screw it."