A loud banging started threatening to tear down my door. "Ben you mother fucker!" Foxglove's livid voice cried from the other end of the door. "You fucking stand me up, you prick ass prick!" I ran over and threw the door open. "Son of a bitch!" she ran inside and headbutted me, knocking me to the floor. She took an aggressive pose above me. "Asshole, douche bag, cunt!"

I opened my mouth, lolling my tongue out. "Halp...I cann baarly taalk."

Foxglove leaned her head over my own. "Ben what the hell!?"

I took the disgusting initiative and slurped my disturbingly long tongue back into my mouth. It was horrid, like sucking a fleshy pasta noddle back into my mouth. "I wook up like dis...halp!"

Foxglove put her hoof on my stomach and pressed hard, forcing my mouth open and revealing my tongue. "Sweet shit snacks...that's...holy fuck." she was nearly drooling as she stared at my disdained tongue. "Dear Luna...Ben...I'm really wet right now."

"Groos." I rolled my tongue back into my mouth and got to my knees. "Cun you halp?"

Foxglove let out a husky laugh. "Ooh- define help."

"Oh phuck off." I got to my feet and headed to my door. "I'm gonnna go- short this oout."

"No!" Foxglove bolted to my door and blocked the way. "Give it time...I'm sure it'll work out."

I tried to push past her, but she was holding her own and keeping me locked in my apartment. "Seriuoous moove!"

"There's no- need- to bother- the princess!" she continued to block my way, going as far as flying up and kicking me back into the room. "Just let me look, I might not be a doctor but you'd be surprised what the foals can do to themselves!"

"I'am not a puchking foal!" I tossed her to the side and charged out.

"I said I'll take care of it!" Foxglove tackled me, biting my neck and dragging me back into my apartment. I felt like a dead deer as I was dragged along the floor. Foxglove let me go and closed my door. "Dear Luna you're heavy."

I rubbed the back of my neck and looked around. "Biiach...." I forced my tongue back in my mouth and laid on the floor. "Fucking- oh haaugh....fuck. I goot F down...."

"Yes...yes you do...way down." Foxglove rolled me onto my back. "Stick that thing...brr- out." she was obviously having trouble containing her joy. "Dear Luna...this is...this is good...really...really...good."

"Fuck off ya hoorny fuck!" I pushed her off. "Goou find ah hoooker."

"Hey don't judge me! Look at that thing...it's like...awesome! Can you control it?"

I stuck my tongue out and tried to move it. "Shoorta." I had maybe fifty percent control at this point. I had a horrible struggle to just roll my tongue back into my mouth. Once I looked back up I was greeted by a slobbering batmare. "Sherioushly?"

"Maaa, maaa...." Foxglove smacked her lips hungrily. "Dear baby Luna's ass.... Can you lean down?"

"Notta chanchs." My tongue rolled out again. I gave up and started biting it. "Shtupid- ting!" I gnawed on my tongue and shook my head.

I went to pull my tongue back into my mouth when Foxglove flew at me, her wings snapping back as she latched onto my tongue. She moaned loudly as she hung her weight off of my tongue. I dropped to a knee to keep her from biting through my tongue. Foxglove was moaning, squealing and sucking on my tongue. All rather erotic, if I could feel the lower half of my tongue.

As of now all I could feel was a massive pain in the base of my tongue from Foxglove's sudden assault. "Aavin' fuun?"

Foxglove just ignored me and continued to suck on my horridly meaty tongue. She was blushing heavily and I could feel her tongue gracing the non-numb half of my tongue. She was obviously too involved to listen to me so I just closed my mouth and picked her up. I held her chest to chest with me and walked her over to my couch. I set her down and turned on the TV, resigning my numb tongue to being her plaything while I watched TV.

I jacked up the volume as her moans and coos grew too loud. I contemplated biting through my tongue to just let her have it, but by now I would have to pry her off me. She couldn't keep this up for much longer.

She proved me wrong and thirty minutes later she finally dragged her tongue, wrapped around my tongue, out and trailed an amazingly strong trail of saliva between us. "Ha...ha...ha...fuuuah!" she let out a feminine growl as she licked her lips. "That was...good...really...really...really good."

I shrugged and slurped my tongue back into my mouth.

Foxglove shook her flushed face hard. "What!?" she shoved me into the arm of my couch. "Fucker, were you just ignoring me!?"

Once again I shrugged. "I caane fel ma tongue."

Foxglove grew bitter. "You gotta be shitting me, nothing!?" I shook my head and watch the TV. "I was literally letting you fuck my mouth with your tongue and you couldn't feel a thing!?"

"Nup."

"Son of a bitch...." Foxglove laid down beside me. "Well it was good for me." she crossed her forelegs and huffed. "Like a...uh...like nothing I've ever sucked on before."

"Well taat naarows it dun."

"Oh fuck you mumble mouth!" Foxglove laid back and kicked me. "What good is that thing if you can't fucking feel it!? I mean...it's meaty and slimy and hot...and...and...huh...you should probably wash this sofa later."

"Greaat." I shoved my foot under her backside and lifted her off my couch. "Doo ya know h-w haard it ish too g-t tha cuushns baack on?!"

Foxglove just burst out laughing. "Just stop talking, please."

I glared at her and tossed a pillow under her now damp lower body. It seemed bats had taken to wearing panties just like everypony else, but her shade of grey was just different enough from her panties to make it noticeable from close up. That, and the growing wet spot where her vagina was bleeding through the thin fabric.

"So...how long is your tongue now? Like...can you--" I opened my mouth and let my tongue roll out, reaching about an inch past my chin. "Oh sweet butts, mama like." Foxglove let her mouth flop open and flicked her tongue. "So uh...how much of that beast can you control?"

I rolled my eyes and tried to flex my tongue. It felt like someone had tacked on a meaty slug to the tip of my tongue.

Foxglove was once again inching closer, about to latch onto my tongue. I pulled my mouth away and slurped my tongue again. Foxglove stared in awe before melting into my lap. "Ahh-ahhh-...do that again." I shook my head and leaned back on my couch. "Well then I have another question."

"Shooot."

"Can I fuck it?" I glared at her and stood up. "So that's a no!? Well I'm came so I'm gonna count this as third base!" I ignored her and went into my room, locking the door and watching TV in there.

"Hey so...we still had a date!" Foxglove started banging on my bedroom door. "Hello?" I didn't answer. "Fine, I'm just gonna tell everypony that we fucked!" still I didn't answer. "Ben? You still in there?! I'll do it you know!" My doorknob started going crazy. "Please? Pretty please? Boobs, tongue, anything?"

"Gow howm!" I yelled, throwing a shoe at my door.

"Come on! Humans like boobs right!?" Foxglove started scratching at my door. "Come on...I'll just...I'm gonna masturbate out here then!"

I turned up the volume as, sure enough, she started moaning into the door. "Harder...harder! Mmmm Ben fuck me harder!" She kept at this for about ten minutes before letting out an overdone climaxes and growing silent. After merely a minute she talked again. "Really!? You'd let me clop out here, alone?!" Not wanting to get in a mush mouthed debate I ignored her completely. "Fine then fucker! I'm gonna steal a shirt, go home, and rape that damn shirt!" I heard a loud rustling outside my door followed by a loud thud. She had just tipped my laundry basket and was seriously going to steal one of my shirts.

"Gonna sniff it and think of you...jerk." Foxglove huffed angrily before vacating my home. I peeked out of my bedroom and found my laundry basket on its side and a white collared shirt completely missing.

"Shhit. Ah likd dat shurt." The same moment I finished talking to myself I made another decision. "Ima go shee Lu-na, ten, goona stup talking ta myshelf." I charged outside and towards the castle.

I hailed down a familiar rickshaw and hopped in. "Hey Ben, castle?"

I nodded the my driver and we hurried off. The driver tried to my conversation but I didn't feel like embarrassing myself further. I'd explain later but for now I needed to get my tongue sorted out.

I met a familiar pony singing in the halls. "Oh die frau, die frau, die frau-- oh shit!" Datura tripped over my foot and face planted into the floor. "Owwwww! Ben- hello!" I helped her up and sorted her out. "Sorry...that was unprofessional, did you need something?"

I rolled my tongue out of my mouth again. "Haalp."

"Whoa shit- I mean...that's...huh...that's never happened before." She took to the air and held turned my head. "And that's not fake?"

"Nu-ahh--" she forced her hoof into my mouth and pulled my tongue out. I was never able to comprehend how they grabbed stuff, but it seemed to work.

"Can you move it, because it's alive." Datura quickly let me go and flew off down the hall. She came back with another of their creepy looking bottles. "Here try this." she held the bottle in her hoof for me.

"Nu- wat's innit?"

Datura gave me an annoyed look. "It's tea...just drink it."

I rolled my eyes and took the bottle. "Well ah never know with you, I mean one time it's- oh shit...he-hey look at that!" I was back in full control over my grotesquely long tongue. "Well it's not perfect but I'll take what I got." The numbness had gone but I was now horribly aware my tongue in my mouth. "So...is this gonna shrink?"

Datura started walking out. "I don't know, I'm not a doctor." Datura walked me out. "I just know what to do about a numb tongue."

I stopped her at the main exit. "There something you wanna tell me?"

"Wha- oh- oh no nothing like that! I just...let's stop talking about this okay?"

"Fine...well...I'm gonna go pick up some...gro-ce-ries." I mumbled as I spotted Foxglove wearing one of my shirts, dancing around in the background and rubbing herself with my shirt. Datura spotted what I was staring at and just started laughing at me.

"Oh dear L-Luna ahaha-- I don't-" she started snickering. I let out a few choice curses and walked off. I needed to do my chores and I didn't need a snickering pair of bat ponies laughing at me.