At some point, Blitz became aware he was awake. He knew he was lying on something much harder than a cloud, but not as hard as the ground. It was warm, and comforting, but still pretty hard as far as the pegasus was concerned. He let out a tired groan as his eyes slowly cracked opened. Immediately he was assaulted by a splitting headache, and nausea that he wasn‘t expecting. Every inch of his body ached.

He blinked a few times, but all he could see was a brown color. He was completely surrounded by this indefinable mass of sickening color. Another burst of nausea came to him from staring at the gross blurriness. Carefully, he reached his hoof up to clear the fuzziness from his vision so he could actually see where he was. When he opened them again, he saw he a wooden ceiling. As he looked around him, he noticed wooden walls, a wooden night stand, wooden everything. His eyes fell upon a star pattern blanket resting over him, one he recognized instantly.

“Dusk‘s room...” he muttered quietly to himself. With a soft sigh, he placed his foreleg over his eyes, shielding himself from the early morning sun.

“Did we really do all that stuff last night?” Mental images flashed before him. Memories of Dusk on top of him, rutting him hard. Suddenly his other hoof snapped to his belly. He didn’t feel swollen or bloated, all he felt was his rock-hard muscles below his tight skin.

Blitz breathed a sigh of relief. “That was a fucked up dream...” he chuckled to himself lightly. “With how I feel, I must’ve came here last night pretty drunk or something, and passed out talking to Dusk.”

“Oh, you’re awake.” Blitz heard his friend’s gentle voice from across the room. After that, he heard a few hoofsteps as Dusk came over to the bed. Blitz pulled his foreleg down from over his eyes, giving his friend a small smile as he did.

“Sorry, I must’ve passed out last—” He was cut off by Dusk lowering his head down, and trying to nuzzle against his neck. Blitz jumped back across the bed, feeling a soreness in his body spring to life as he moved. “W-What the hell are you doing, dude?” he asked with a wince.

“After what we did last night, you’re really going to act shy?” Dusk climbed onto the bed with Blitz, giving the pegasus a wily smile.

“L-Last night actually happened?” Blitz felt his heart bottom out in his chest. He started to notice all his soreness was radiating from his back end—and especially from his abused backdoor. He hissed as a stinging sensation slowly faded after his sudden jerk away from Dusk.

“Yeah, you were amazing by the way.” The unicorn placed a hoof on Blitz’s side, gently stroking his fur.

“D-Don’t touch me.” Blitz pushed the unicorn’s hoof away. “After what you did last night I should buck you right in the face!” he yelled. His chest heaved from an oncoming panic attack just thinking about everything they did. He sucked Dusk, he let him cum in his mouth, he let him fuck him, he let him cum in his ass, he kissed him. Everything they did was what a bunch of coltcuddlers did—and Blitz loved every moment of it.

The unicorn placed his hoof to his mouth, telling his friend to keep it down with a small shush. “Y-Yeah, like I said yesterday, you caught me on a bad night. Aside from being really horny, I was in a pretty kinky kind of mood...” Dusk rubbed the back of his head nervously. “I—uh—used a volume enhancement spell, and a few others to really blow off a lot of steam last night, but then you showed up, and things got a little carried away...”

“A-A little? You stretched my stomach to the point I looked pregnant, Dusk!”

“Hey, keep it down, Barb is still asleep,” he said in a low tone.

“Keep it down? You blackmailed me last night, you asshole! I’m not going to keep quiet just because you want me to!”

Dusk rolled his eyes. Suddenly, his horn sparked to life, and a purple swirl of magic formed from the tip. It quickly strung itself around Blitz’s mouth, not even giving the pegasus a chance to react. As it closed in, it grew more solid, like the bands that had bound the pegasus’s wings and forelegs the night before. It snapped tight, tying his muzzle shut. Once in place, Dusk glared at the other pony. “You shouldn’t talk back to your stallion like that, Rainbow.” That same domineering tone he used last night seeped back into Dusk’s voice.

Immediately, Blitz felt his body tense. That tone sent a chill up his spine. Part of him told him to obey Dusk. He could feel a nagging feeling deep inside him telling him to listen and keep quiet, but he silenced that part of his mind. That was the part that got him in this situation; that was the reason he was even talking to Dusk right now instead of sleeping in his own bed. He shot a defiant glare at Dusk, who seemed unfazed.

The unicorn glanced over to the other side of the room, with an almost disinterest in his eyes. His horn sparked once more, this time a soft glow came from the other end of the room. Blitz looked over to see a small purple bubble form around Barb like the one that was there the previous night. When Dusk looked back at Blitz, the band of magic vanished. “Now, do you want to actually talk, or would you rather just complain?”

Blitz continued to glare, though he lowered his head slightly. “Talk...” he muttered after a moment.

“Good,” Dusk said with his usual, pleasant smile coming back onto his face.

“What did you do about...my stomach...” Blitz looked down his barrel, seeing it to be as lean as it had always been.

“I did a little clean up after you passed out. It may have still left some wear on your body, but nothing should be damaged. I did leave the deposit I made in your stomach, however. Sorry, but that excited me a great deal, and I couldn’t bear to poof it out of you.” Dusk placed his hoof on Blitz’s side once more.

Blitz stared at his body in disbelief. “S-So...I-I...digested that? O-Oh, Solaris, I think I’m going to be sick...”

“It didn’t seem to bother you much last night, did it? If I recall you were rather eager once you started sucking me.” Dusk’s voice held a strange sultriness that Blitz had never heard—nor ever wanted to hear.

Dusk was flirting with him. He shakily pressed his hoof to his head with a mixture of confusion and disgust welling up inside him. “D-Dusk...I’m not...” he paused for a moment, having a hard time believing he had to say this, “I’m not gay. S-So...”

“Of course you’re not gay, Rainbow.” Dusk laughed as he gently caressed his friend’s side. His eyes focused on his hoof as his smile grew wider on his face. “It’s normal for mares to like stallions after all.”

Blitz’s eyes went wide. Did Dusk really just say that? Did he really just call Blitz a mare again? His heart dropped further in his chest, really cementing the illness he was feeling earlier. He opened his mouth to say something—anything—but the words wouldn‘t come. Blitz tried to form an argument to comeback with, but he didn’t have any. He sucked his friend like a queer, he swallowed his cum like a queer, he even let Dusk rut him. What could Blitz say? That he wasn’t gay? That he wasn’t Dusk’s fucktoy last night? It was all true, so he couldn’t dispute it.

“Anyway, as I was saying, you were amazing last night.” Dusk’s eyes shot back to Blitz’s. They were half closed, and clearly showed a yearning for him.

Blitz felt a shiver go up his spine when he looked Dusk in the eyes. “I-I gotta go,” he said quickly, jumping out of bed. Without even looking where he stepped, he plowed forward towards the stairs, knocking over a few stacks of books on the floor. As he rushed down, he heard a small poof sound, both behind him and in front of him. In a quick flash, Dusk appeared at the base of the stairs.

“Going so soon? I thought we could at least have breakfast.” Dusk stood blocking the Blitz’s path out of the library.

“T-That‘s okay. I-I have to get home...” he said as he pushed past the unicorn. He only made it another step or two before he felt something tugging on his tail. When he looked back, he saw a cloud of purple holding onto him, gently pulling him back towards Dusk. His eyes drifted up to the unicorn in complete disbelief. Why wouldn’t Dusk take the rather strong hint that he didn’t want to be there? Blitz grit his teeth together out of sheer frustration.

“Let me walk you out at least,” Dusk said with a friendly smile.

Blitz stared at him for a moment. His frustration was replaced with speechlessness. He felt utterly lost, having expected Dusk to be more insistent on him staying. “S-Sure...” he finally said after just staring at the unicorn for a good minute. Though he didn’t want Dusk anywhere near him, the unicorn wouldn‘t let up. At this point, he would take anyway he could to get him out of there as quickly as possible. If that meant letting Dusk walk him to the door, he’d take it. It was better than eating breakfast with him, and having those amorous eyes staring at him the whole meal.

As the two walked side by side, Blitz realized he should have just ran. Dusk kept brushing up against him, and staring at him the whole time. Saying it was uncomfortable would be an understatement. Blitz kept his eyes firmly glued on the ever approaching door The door handle started to glow with Dusk’s magic.

When the door opened, on the other side stood someone Blitz was not pleased to see. Berry Pie had his hoof up, as though he was about to knock. “Oh, hey Dusk!” the party pony said with a small laugh.

Blitz‘s eyes went wide again. His heart felt like it just fell out of his chest when he saw Berry. He grit his teeth instinctively, cursing his own luck. As far as he was concerned, no one was supposed to see him leaving—not after what they did last night. He was unclean. His body was covered in their deed, and Blitz felt like it was as plain as the muzzle on his face that anyone could see it all over his fur. “I-I need a shower...” ran through the young stallion’s mind as he glanced towards his freedom.

“You’re early, Berry. I thought you weren’t coming until ten.”

“Yeah, but I couldn’t wait! I was just so excited, I decided to come over early!” he said with a small bounce. “What are you doing here, Blitz? Oh! Did you come for the super special cupcake recipe Dusk found too?”

“N-No...I—uh—”

“Rainbow stayed over last night,” Dusk said, placing his foreleg over Blitz‘s back, pulling him in for a hug. His body tensed when he felt the unicorn’s touch. He slowly looked over at Dusk, shooting him a worried glance, but Dusk only smiled. “He was pretty excited about the new Daring Do novel, so he came over to talk about it. It got pretty late, and he ended up spending the night, right, Rainbow?”

He was rubbing it in. He was rubbing that name in his face like a threat, a threat that he would tell everyone if Blitz acted out of line. “Y-Yeah...” Blitz muttered, lowering his head. He swallowed hard as he felt Dusk’s hoof stroking his side, slowly working his way back towards his flank. His eyes pinched closed on instinct, he was fighting every urge to push Dusk away from him and run.

“Sounds like you guys had a good time!” Berry slid up in front of Blitz with a huge grin on his face. “Well, since you’re here, want to stay, and be the first to taste test the new cupcakes? I bet they’re going to be the best ever!”

“Yeah, maybe you should stay for a bit longer, Rainbow.”

“N-No, I-I need to get home...” He looked to the floor, unable to look at either of his friends. He was being groped in front of Berry, and worst of all, he had to let it happen or Berry would find out what they did.

“Aww, you’re going to miss out!”

“Yeah, it’s too bad...” Dusk said walking the pegasus towards the door.

“Are you sure you don’t want to stick around, Blitz?” Berry asked once more as they passed him.

“I’m sure...” he muttered in passing.

As Dusk walked him to the door, he made sure to stroke his friend’s side the entire way. Just before he pulled his hoof off Blitz, he pulled him in close, making sure his lips were right next to the pegasus‘s ears. “You were such a good mare last night,” he whispered. Dusk slid his hoof off his friend, and let him continue walking out the door.

“See ya, Blitz!“ Berry said with a frantic wave.

“See you later, Rainbow,” he added with a small wave goodbye, and a gentle smile on his face.

“Yeah...” he muttered as he slowly stumbled out the front door. He barely registered the sound of it closing behind him, leaving him out in the open. He stared at the ground for a moment, still shaken by what Dusk said to him. Why did he keep saying Blitz was a mare? Was it because he fucked him? Was it because Dusk was trying to make himself believe Blitz was a mare? Or was there another reason behind it? Slowly the pegasus looked up.

Ponyville was awake and moving, and even though no one was looking, he felt their eyes on him. It was as if they knew what he did—everyone in Ponyville knew he had sex with another stallion. He could feel it all over his fur. Blitz could feel Dusk’s smell on him. He could feel his sweat, his musk, his cum—he needed a shower. Blitz needed to wash away all of these memories.

He spread his wings, and with a powerful flap he took off into the sky.

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A hail of hot water fell onto the young pegasus as his placed his hoof against the shower wall. He hadn’t bothered with breakfast or anything else, the shower had been his first stop once he got home. The searing hot water burned his skin, but he didn’t care. The burn meant it was working. He could feel the thick, caked on sensation of Dusk slowly melting away, and leaving his fur.

His body tensed, though not from the pain. There was still the phantom sensation of Dusk’s hoof gently stroking his side. His jaw clenched in anger. All he wanted to be left with was his screaming nerves, crying out from the burning water, but it wasn‘t working. Dusk was still on him—still touching him. He had to scrub the unicorn from his body, in both scent and memory. Blitz’s eyes shot over to his shampoo and scrubber.

He snatched them in the blink of an eye, and vigorously scrubbed his body down. He pressed so hard he thought he might give himself a rash, but he didn’t care. He wanted Dusk’s sweat—his smell—off of him. He panted heavily as he finished rubbing his foreleg. Cautiously, he raised it to the showerhead, letting the water wash away the suds in a flash of stinging and burning. Fearfully, he lowered his muzzle to it. He sniffed himself, only to smash his hoof against the wall. “It won’t come off...” he muttered.

“Why won’t it come off?” He slammed his hoof again. “Why can I still smell him?” he asked as he sat down on his hind legs. “Why did it turn out like this?” He stared down at the scrubber in his hoof. The water slowly washed away the lathered suds, but even the so, the soap’s smell still remained trapped in the mesh.

“Why...Why did I have to enjoy it so much?” he asked himself barely louder than a whisper. “I’m not gay. I shouldn’t have liked what he did to me. I should hate him, but...I...” Blitz imagined all the things he and Dusk did the night before. For a brief moment he could feel Dusk’s huge dick in his mouth, using him once again. He could actually taste the wonderful flavor of Dusk’s dick mixed with the unicorn’s cum on his taste buds for just a moment before fading back into his memory.

Blitz stared at the floor of his shower, watching the water circle down his drain. His free hoof worked its way down to his dick, finding it already poking from his sheath. “Why did it feel so good?” he asked himself once more as his hoof idly fondled the head of his shaft.

The feeling of Dusk on top of him as he thrust into his mouth still stayed with him. To be dominated—humiliated like that was something Blitz had never felt before. Forced down onto the ground while another stallion used his mouth to get off. Blitz started panting just imagining it. “Then he hilted inside me...he filled me...filled my stomach...” Blitz glanced down, finding himself stroking his already hard shaft.

“Stop...No...I-I’m not...” He tried to fight his urges to pleasure himself, but his instincts were overpowering his logic. With a clenched jaw, he pushed Dusk from his mind, and carefully slid his hoof down his member. The pegasus closed his eyes, trying to think of a mare bending over for him. The sight of her tight slit, begging him to fuck her. He focused on that fantasy, trying to make it real in his mind, but he was interrupted. The sight of an giant ebony shaft appeared before him filling his mind.

“You’re such a good mare...” he heard echoing in his mind.

“I-I’m not a mare...” he protested, frantically stroking himself. It wasn’t any use, Dusk was back. Try as he might, he couldn’t banish the unicorn from his fantasy. The faceless, generic mare from before was gone now, replaced by his friend—not spreading his legs for entry, but presenting his dick for Blitz to service. A small trickle of drool slid from his mouth, quickly washed away by the falling water.

Blitz let out a soft moan as he pictured Dusk climbing back on top of him once more. The stallion didn’t even pause. He simply hilted right inside Blitz making him gasp as a jolt of pleasure ran down his shaft, and through his body. Dusk started pounding him senseless, thrusting in and out, making sure his balls hit Blitz each time their hips met. The wondrous feeling of Dusk’s dick sliding in and out of his ass filled his mind once more.

“I’m going to make sure you remember every inch of my dick...” Dusk’s voice echoed in his head as he furiously rubbed his dick. He whimpered as he remembered his body going numb from pleasure. For a brief moment, he could feel his hole being spread open by his stallion as he recklessly fucked him. Blitz stroked himself faster and faster, trying to keep up with his mental image of Dusk humping him.

His imaginary stallion pumped inside him harder and harder, making his body rock with each thrust. He could feel the weight on top of him, holding him down as he was fucked ruthlessly. Finally, Dusk hilted inside him, grinding his dick as deep as it would go. Blitz shuddered like he had the previous night. “Good girl...” he heard Dusk whisper into his ear.

“I-I’m not a girl...” Blitz protested, as he stroked his member faster and faster. “I-I’m not...” The trickling water made his dick feel so hot. He was on the verge, a few strokes away from release. “I’m not a mare!” He finally yelled, blowing his load all over his shower wall. His cum was plastered against the tile, still liquidy from his orgasms the previous night.

His thin seed was easily washed away with the water from the shower. He sat there, panting from his workout, and from disbelief. Why did he keep hearing Dusk’s voice say he was a mare? Why did he just clop to the thought of getting fucked by his best friend? Why, after all Dusk did, did Blitz fantasize him? Blitz watched as the last of his seed was swept down the drain.

“I’m not gay...I’m straight...I’m a stallion...not a mare...” he reaffirmed, but the words felt hollow. Whatever these feelings were—whatever Dusk did to Blitz—it wasn’t going to be washed away with a simple shower.

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“Hey, RB, ya in there?” Blitz shook his head side to side, pulling himself back to reality.

“What?” he asked, looking to Applejack. They were out in the orchards of Sweet Apple Acres, with Applejack leisurely going about his work—at least by the workpony’s standards. The earth pony gave a quick kick to an apple tree, letting loose a hail of ripened fruit.

“Ya just kinda spaced out there for a second while I was talkin‘ to ya.” The farmer tipped his hat back as he gave a worried look to his friend. “Ya okay?”

“Y-Yeah...just...some stuff...” he muttered as he went back to staring into the distance. Stuff—that was good for a laugh. It had already been a week since he last saw Dusk—a week that passed at an agonizingly slow pace. It felt like an eternity since he had last seen the unicorn, but at the same time, he felt like he had seen Dusk only the previous day. Perhaps it was because the thoughts of that night were never far from his mind.

He honestly couldn’t even count how many times he clopped that week. It was all a hazy blur of shame and arousal. Any time there was a mental silence in his head, he could still hear the domineering librarian’s sultry tone, still see his wanting eyes, still feel his lusty touch. It was as though Blitz was still trapped in that night. But as much as he hated it, he always found himself aroused by those thoughts; each time he was alone with his memories, his dick would harden. Blitz couldn’t stop himself from clopping to thoughts about being rutted by Dusk.

“As I was sayin’, those cupcakes Berry made ended up havin’ some weird curse or somethin’ with the recipe, and everypony who ate ‘em ended up goin’ nuts over ‘em. It was kinda like that thing with Dusk and his stuffed animal all over again...My sister still won‘t give that thing up...”

“Yeah...” Blitz muttered, barely listening.

A sly smile came across Applejack’s mouth. “So basically, I’m sayin’ I’m faster then y’all. You fine with that?”

“Yeah...” Blitz replied, still not listening.

Applejack paused, waiting for a reaction, but it didn’t come. A slight frown came across his face as he stared at his usually cocky friend. It was as if all the life had been sapped from him. Blitz was like a lost puppy staring out at the horizon waiting for its master to come home.

“Ya ain’t listenin’ again.” Applejack said, drawing Blitz’s attention.

“I-I was!” he protest.

“Then what did I say?”

“Something about...something...” Blitz rubbed the back of his head.

“Ya sure yer alright? It’s just, ya’ve been actin’ a might bit strange the past few days. Ya sure ya ain’t sick ‘er somethin’?” Applejack asked, showing genuine concern that only upset Blitz.

“I’m fine. I’m just...tired...” Blitz forced a smile. He didn’t want sympathy. He wanted to go home, and not feel the need to touch himself. He wanted to be free of these confusing thoughts.

“It’s just yer voice sounds a bit off too. If yer comin’ down with somethin’ let me know.”

Blitz felt his heart drop for a moment. “What do you mean?”

“Well, the Apple family’s got a recipe fer soup that’ll have ya back ta normal in a in no time at all!” The farmer placed a foreleg around Blitz’s neck.

The pegasus tensed when he felt the unsolicited foreleg wrap around him. Immediate his mind pictured Dusk’s hoof gliding across his fur. Soon, the way the lusty unicorn ran his eyes, and hooves on Blitz’s body filled his thoughts again. He could almost hear Dusk whispering into his ear, “you’re such a good mare.” A familiar sensation ran through his loins as he imagined Dusk‘s voice. Blitz shook his head, pushing Dusk from his thoughts.

This wasn’t Dusk trying to molest him, this was Applejack being friendly. Blitz fought his instinct to push Applejack’s hoof off of him. If anything that would just draw more attention, so he couldn’t. The pegasus swallowed hard. He had to keep calm here; he couldn‘t let Applejack know anything was off. As he tried to keep from pushing away from the farmer, his foreleg began to shake uncontrollably. Blitz focused on the ground, and his breathing quickened. “T-That’s not what I meant. What did you mean when you said I sound different?”

Applejack paused for a moment, thinking back. “Well, yer voice is a bit higher, I suppose.” Applejack looked down at his friend, noticing his foreleg shaking. “Ya alright? Ya got a fever or somethin’?”

“I-I’m fine...I think I just need to go home.” Blitz slid away from Applejack. With the foreleg off of him, his body immediately relaxed. The sensation stirring between his hind legs faded too. He took a moment to calm himself, breathing slowly to slow his racing heart. “See ya later, Applejack...” Blitz said as he unfurled his wings.

“Oh, hey, RB! I hate ta ask ya, since yer not feelin’ good’n all, but could ya drop these apples off ta Dusk at the library?” He motioned to a smaller bucket of apples behind him with his head. “I was gonna drop ‘em off later today, but I have ta go talk to the school teacher on account’a Apple Buck’s behavior lately.” The farmer let out a sigh. “That colt’s a hoof full...”

“T-To Dusk?”

“Yeah, I’d really appreciate it.”

“I-I’m not sure I can...”

“Please Blitz, won’t take but a bit of yer time.”

Blitz could see Applejack needed his help, and a good friend would be there for him, even if it meant seeing someone he didn’t want to. Blitz was a loyal friend—a friend that would bend over backwards if need be. He was the element of loyalty after all, and loyalty meant never letting his friends down and never disappointing them. If that meant seeing Dusk to drop off some apples, Blitz would do it for his friend. Besides, as far as his friends knew—and as far as he wanted them to know—nothing happened between him and Dusk. Blitz reluctantly nodded his head, cursing his moral code for a moment.

“Thanks a bunch.”

“No problem...” he muttered, biting the handle of the small pail. With a powerful flap on his wings, he launched into the air.

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Seeing Dusk was probably the last thing in the world Blitz wanted to do, but he also knew he couldn’t avoid him forever. He would have to talk to him eventually, and with how his concentration was lately, sooner would probably be better than later. Knowing that didn’t make this any easier, though. Blitz wasn’t even sure what he would say to Dusk. He couldn’t accuse him of rape—first, no one could know what they did, and second, as much as Blitz didn’t want to admit it, it was consensual. Dusk gave him the chance to say no. He gave him a way out, and he refused. Instead of leaving, Blitz spread his legs and gave the unicorn an all access pass to his ass. There was absolutely no way of explaining it without sounding gay.

“I’m not a coltcuddler,” he told himself again when he was reminded he let Dusk have his way with him.

Just thinking about it again pissed him off. Nothing had been the same since that day. Ever since he left Dusk’s house, it was like he was lost in a fog. He found himself second guessing his decisions, like nothing was a clear choice anymore. He even found himself being skittish, and even distant when he talked to ponies. Any time he tried to listen, he felt like the conversation would just slip by him, and he couldn’t catch up no matter how hard he tried. It had impacted him so much he barely left his house the past week. Blitz groaned, realizing he was acting like Butterscotch. This was all Dusk’s fault.

“Did he cast a spell on me or something?” he asked himself as he flew. “I’ve been wondering that for a while...but I don‘t think Dusk would do something like that...” The library was coming into view. Blitz felt his heart start racing once he saw the familiar tree. As he circled around, he could see the balcony door was open. He shuddered just imagining what happened on that balcony only a week ago. Blitz pushed the thoughts from his mind before landing in front of the door.

He stood there for a moment, staring at the wooden door. Just being this close to the library made him feel strange. He could feel a familiar tingling sensation stirring in his loins, almost anticipating seeing Dusk again. Blitz pushed that notion out of his head with a small shake. Slowly, he raised his hoof to knock, but he couldn’t bring himself to strike the wood.

He could see his hoof was shaking. Part of him was screaming at him to leave, and never look back, but he couldn’t. He had been avoiding this for a week, and now that he was here, he knew what he had to do. Blitz had to talk to Dusk, he had to know what he did to him, why he felt this way, why he kept hearing the unicorn’s voice in his head. That’s what a stallion would do—they would stand up, and confront their problems head on without any reservation.

Blitz’s eyes narrowed as he found his resolve. With a quick deep breath, he steadied his nerves before he hit his hoof against the door. A loud thud echoed out, followed by another, and then another. He couldn’t quite tell if he was hitting the door out of anger or simply knocking, but either way, it accomplished his goal. He slid the hoof he knocked with through the handle of the pail, letting go of it with his mouth.

A purple aura appeared around the door handle, making Blitz swallow hard once more. He took another deep breath to prepare himself for what was on the other side. When the door opened, he stood face to face with a very surprised Dusk. “R-Rainbow?”

“Don’t call me that...” the pegasus said firmly as he walked into the library. With his first step inside, he glanced around the lobby, which doubled as the living room, finding it empty. “Just you today?” Blitz asked, noticing Barb was out.

“Yeah, Barb is on a gem collecting trip with Elusive. They left this morning,” he said, closing the door with his magic. When he turned around, he had the same old gentle smile that he usually wore on his face. Just seeing it made Blitz want to hit him.

“Applejack asked me to drop these off for you...” Blitz set the apples on the floor, only to see them levitated in Dusk’s magic a moment later.

“Thank you,” he replied. “So...how have you been?” Dusk asked, walking towards the kitchen.

Blitz didn’t answer. On the outside, he looked cool and collected, though a little disgruntled, but on the inside, his heart was racing. He was actually standing in the library for the first time in a week. He had actually managed to confront his fears, and stop by to talk to Dusk. For the first time all week, he actually felt like a stallion. Although he was still a bit nervous, he was proud of himself.

“I’ve missed you...” Dusk said abruptly.

Blitz felt his heart skip a beat. His head snapped over to the librarian, seeing him casually strolling back into the lobby. “W-What?” he asked, completely dumbfounded.

“We haven’t seen each other for a week. I missed you coming over.” Dusk walked up to Blitz, making the pegasus take a step back.

“What the hell is going on here?” Blitz asked himself. This casual conversation was like a slap in the face after all he had been through this week. Dusk was acting like nothing had happened between them. He was completely ignoring the whole reason Blitz hadn’t come to visit for a whole week. Was Dusk just going to pretend they didn’t have sex? Was he going to pretend he hadn’t destroyed Blitz's life for the past week?

“There was a book I wanted to show you, but it’s checked out now. Maybe I have another copy around here...” the unicorn muttered to himself as he strolled across the room to a bookshelf.

With that simple statement Blitz felt his composure falter. His normal façade was crumbling just because Dusk hadn’t acknowledged what the two of them did. For the first time in a week he actually wanted to get this whole mess off his chest, and he was being ignored. The pegasus’s eyes fell to the floor. For a second he actually searched for his heart, since he felt it drop down so far, he thought it might have just fallen out of his chest. Alas he found nothing but a pair of shaking hooves.

“I suppose you heard about Berry’s cupcake recipe. It’s a good thing you didn’t stick around to taste test,” Dusk said with a small laugh. He levitated a book of the shelf, glancing at the cover for a moment.

Blitz couldn’t take it. This small talk, Dusk casually ignoring the obvious elephant in the room, it wasn’t fair. After what Dusk did to him, he shouldn’t be allowed to just act like nothing happened when Blitz couldn’t do the same. “What the hell did you do to me, Dusk!” Blitz yelled with a shaky voice.

The sudden shout pulled Dusk’s attention away from the book he was looking over, making him jump slightly. “Beg your pardon?”

“What did you do to me? Are you seriously just going to act like nothing happened? Since last week, I keep hearing your voice! I keep hearing you tell me I’m a good mare! Are you doing some kind of mind trick or something? What did you do?” Blitz shot a glare at the librarian. His vision became blurry, and he felt a small tickle roll down his cheek.

Dusk only stared at him, quizzically, the surprise in his face long since faded. After a moment of taking the pegasus in, he glanced towards the floor briefly to place the book down. Then he casually walked towards Blitz, taking his time approaching the young pegasus. Blitz hadn’t really noticed until now, but Dusk was actually slightly taller than him, making him look up at the unicorn slightly as he stood over him.

“I didn’t do anything to you,” Dusk said calmly.

“Then why do I keep hearing you over and over?”

“Interesting. I suppose you’re talking about last Sunday night? Since you’re hearing my voice, that would imply that the evening in question was rather significant to you, correct?”

“I-It wasn’t...” Blitz looked away, his cheeks turning a shade of red.

“Well if that’s the case, then why would you hear me, indeed. It would only make sense if I held some significance in your mind. What do you hear exactly? Things I said specifically that night?” Dusk circled around to stand on the other side of the pegasus. Blitz reluctantly nodded his head. He still refused to look Dusk in the eyes, instead choosing to watch his hooves instead.

“Could it be that my voice is a representation of your repressed sexuality clawing to the surface in an effort to get a bit of fresh air?”

“W-What do you mean repressed sexuality?” Blitz asked, though he had a good idea what this answer would entail.

“Well, Rainbow, could it be that you’re more attracted to stallions than mares?” Dusk asked.

Immediately Blitz shot him a glare. His back straightened, and he stood up as straight as he could with his chest puffed out. “I’m not gay! You’re the coltcuddling fag here!” He got in Dusk’s face, though the unicorn didn’t seem fazed.

“I’m not gay, though. I’m bisexual. Most unicorns are, actually. But you on the other hoof...”

“Don’t say it, Dusk. I swear I’ll punch you right in the face!”

Dusk slowly walked to Blitz’s side. His horn sparked, though no cloud formed for levitation, and he was still there, so it wasn‘t teleportation. The glow simply hovered around his horn as he looked over Blitz’s body. “W-What are you doing?” Blitz asked.

“Analytics.”

“What?”

The glow died in an instant, leaving Dusk with a small sigh. “So, you averaged about three orgasms per day this week. That’s up from your previous average of a little below one per day. Are you sure that night really didn’t mean anything to you?”

“Shut up...” Dusk slowly leaned his head down, sniffing Blitz’s haunch. “What are you doing?” the pegasus asked, looking at his friend with worry.

“I’m seeing if you’ve been with any other ponies. I should probably tell you now, I’m the jealous type,” Dusk said as he sniffed Blitz’s neck, and his mane. He dropped down to sniff Blitz’s crotch making the pegasus jump back. “I don’t smell anypony else, so I’m guessing you were just clopping to memories and fantasies this past week. I‘m happy you didn‘t cheat on me. Though, I did catch Applejack’s scent on you, but I doubt you two are sexually involved.”

“Shut up, I’m not gay!”

Dusk paused for a moment. A sly smirk crept onto his face as he stared deep into Blitz’s eyes. “You know, Rainbow—”

“Don’t call me that...”

“Do you know why I kept calling you a mare?”

Blitz shook his head softly. He couldn’t even bring himself to look at the unicorn. He only looked to the side with a scowl on his face. Blitz didn’t know why Dusk called him a mare—though he had some ideas why. He assumed it was because Dusk dominated him that night, but he honestly didn’t care what the reason was. All he was sure of was that he never wanted to hear it from Dusk’s mouth again.

“It’s because it’s who you are.” Dusk started pacing around his friend. He was circling him like a pack of timber wolves circling their prey. “I’ve had my eyes on you for a while now, watching how you react when you’re not expecting things. You’re actually rather effeminate in your mannerisms. Your voice is higher pitched too since our night together.”

Blitz pressed his hoof to his throat as his eyes went wide. “It is not!”

“It is. But that’s because you’ve been trying to make yourself sound more tough. That’s actually your natural pitch. I’m guessing you’ve been so preoccupied, you’ve been forgetting to maintain your tough male façade?” Dusk laughed to himself slightly.

Blitz cleared his throat before yelling, “Shut up!” His voice took on a deeper, more gruff tone, the one Dusk was accustomed to hearing.

“Aside from that, I’ve also taken notice to how you look at our friends. You’ve stared at Applejack in a lustful manner three times in the past month—at least that I’ve seen. Elusive has been twice, and Berry has been once—poor Butterscotch was zero. I guess he just isn‘t your type? Or is it because you‘ve known him for so long...” he said as he passed Blitz’s side. His eyes carefully ran over the pegasus’s lean form.

Blitz’s face went completely red, partially from anger, but mostly from embarrassment. “Of course I’m proud to say that I hold the record for the one you’ve lusted after the most.” Dusk leaned in close to Blitz’s ear, catching him off guard. “Fifteen...just last week,” he whispered.

Blitz‘s head snapped to face Dusk. “T-That’s not true!”

“Believe me, Rainbow, I’m flattered by it.” Dusk laughed dismissively. “You’re rather cute yourself.” He finally came full circle, standing in front of Blitz once more.

“So, why do I call you a mare, you‘re probably wondering?” Dusk’s tone held a barely veiled superiority that pissed Blitz off like no other. “It’s not because you’re gay, I assure you. It’s because you’re a beta, Rainbow.”

“Me? A beta? Are you kidding? I’m the fastest, coolest pony in Ponyville. I’m not a beta.”

“Of course you’re beta. Speed and “coolness” have nothing to do with whether you’re a beta.” Dusk still boasted that smug grin, though Blitz was finding it more intimidating than irritating at this point. “Do you want to know the difference between an alpha and beta, Rainbow? A beta wants attention to feel special, and an alpha couldn‘t care less. Alphas have confidence, and don’t care what other ponies say about them. You’re a beta playing at alpha. You act cool, but all you want is ponies to tell you how strong and talented you are—to tell you how beautiful you are.” Dusk lifted his hoof to Blitz’s face, gently stroking his cheek. Blitz didn’t move, he simply froze from the gentle caress. “Just like a true beta, wanting all that attention, but with no idea what to do with it other than bask in it—just like a true mare.” Dusk’s voice held that same domineering tone that sent chills down Blitz’s spine in all the right ways.

His entire back end tensed just hearing Dusk speak. He felt a strange yearning. It was as though he missed hearing Dusk talk like that. Finally he snapped his head away from Dusk’s hoof. “W-What? A-And let me guess, you’re supposed to be an alpha? An egghead like you?” He tried to hide his wavering feelings with a scoff.

“Don’t mistake my kindness and politeness for weakness. I am an alpha, and I won’t take my mare stepping out of line.” Dusk took a step closer to Blitz.

He wanted to tell him off, but Dusk felt so imposing as he stood over him. “A-Are you still trying to say I’m your mare, then?” Blitz asked as he forced a glare. His cheeks flushed red in embarrassment over his own words.

“Did you think that stopped when you walked out my door?” A small smile worked its way onto Dusk’s mouth. Condescending, demeaning, and Blitz wanted nothing more than to knock it off his cocky face. But at the same time, he also felt as though he couldn‘t reach Dusk. If he reached out to swing, Blitz felt like he would miss the unicorn by a mile.

“I own you, Rainbow. You’re mine. And, I like to keep my things.” He stood tall, flaunting his little bit of height over the pegasus. The worst part was it was working. Dusk—though it may only be a few inches—felt like he was towering over Blitz.

He hated it. He hated Dusk for being taller than him. He hated Dusk for being so smug about being taller than him. But most of all, Blitz hated that everything the unicorn said was right. He always felt good when other ponies looked at him—complimented him. He loved their praise more than anything. But worst of all, he liked it when Dusk did it, and now, with how possessive Dusk was acting, he really did feel like he belonged to him. That was why he heard Dusk’s voice in his head this whole week. Blitz started to feel a familiar tingling in his loins again.

Dusk smiled as he turned his back to Blitz. He purposefully swished his tail, giving Blitz a nice glimpse of his ass and sack as he casually strolled away. The pegasus’s eyes widened, immediately entranced by the sight. “Why don’t you come upstairs with me,” Dusk said, only giving Blitz the illusion of choice as he walked towards the stairwell.

Blitz lowered his head. Without any sort of argument or question, he followed. He had a pretty good idea where this would lead too, but he was realizing something. Dusk understood him more than he gave the pony credit for, in fact, Dusk might have even understood Blitz more than he understood himself. As he followed his friend up stairs, he lowered his head in resignation.

“I knew you would come back, so I had a little present made.” Dusk’s horn lit once more when they reached the top of the stairs. “Something special just for my little mare,“ he said as the closet door opened.

Blitz’s eyes went wide as a feeling of sheer dread filled him. From the closet drifted something that made his heart stop all together. “N-No...” he muttered in disbelief. A sudden hail of buried memories came rushing to the surface, memories he wished he had forgotten.

“You don’t like it?” Dusk asked, levitating a long, flowing evening gown towards Blitz. It was beautifully crafted dress made of silk. The vibrant fabric shimmered against the light spilling in through the window. But it was the colors that drew Blitz’s attention the most, not the fabric. They were the same as his mane—a rainbow. Long streaks of colors which flowed down the dress like a rainbow flowed across the sky.

Blitz could see the curves in it perfectly accented a pony’s rump in a way that would make a stallion drool over any mare wearing it. The long dress tail continued to flow, far past where the pony’s tail would end until it would drag on the floor. Accenting the seam was a puffy white trim, reminiscent of a cloud. But what cemented his fear were two holes in the back for a pegasus’s wings.

“W-Where...did you get that?” he asked in complete shock. Blitz knew from the moment he saw the dress that it wasn’t simply a dress. It was a dress crafted for him. Dusk had a dress made for Blitz.

“I asked Elusive if he would make a special dress for me. He went a little overboard, and had an olive branch tiara, a pair of classical sandal-esque slippers, and a necklace too, but I thought those might be a little much for now.” Dusk looked at his friend with a small, pleased smile. His eyes were half closed—he was clearly taking some sort of sadistic pleasure in watching Blitz have a near panic attack over this dress.

“Y-You...had Elusive...make this?” he asked. His whole body was visibly shaking.

“Yes.” Dusk replied. He slowly slid up next to Blitz, wrapping his foreleg around him. He carefully leaned in to the pegasus’s ear, making sure not to startle him. “I want you to put this on,” he whispered.

It wasn’t the words that scared him, he had expected Dusk to say that, but the notion. His heart still skipped a beat when Dusk asked, making Blitz swallow hard. The answer was obvious. “No...” he muttered. “I-I’m not wearing that...that thing!”

“I wasn’t asking,” Dusk casually reminded Blitz. It was true, there was no room for negotiation in Dusk’s tone, but even though he was set on it, he did nothing to force his friend. Why would he use force, he didn‘t need it. Dusk smirked to himself. “I just think you would look stunning in this dress, Rainbow.”

“S-Stunning?” he asked. The word peaked his interest.

“Of course. You would look beautiful. This dress would have the privilege to be worn by somepony as beautiful as you.” Dusk pressed his side against Blitz, gently rubbing his hoof along the pegasus’s side.

His heart skipped another beat. Dusk said he would look beautiful. He called him beautiful again. He was a stallion—he should be called handsome. But when Dusk called him beautiful, he felt so happy. For a brief moment, his heart fluttered just thinking about Dusk saying it again. “Beautiful...” he whispered to himself.

“Will you wear this? For me?” Dusk asked softly.

Blitz shook his head, trying to loosen the absurd notion. “N-No...I-I’m not a mare, I shouldn’t wear a dress! This is wrong!” Blitz pushed Dusk away, walking across the room. He stopped for a moment, then paced back towards his friend. “Why are you doing this? What did I do to you? Why do you keep trying to confuse me?”

Dusk laughed slightly. “You didn’t do anything to me, and I’m not confusing you. I just want to see my beautiful mare wearing this dress.” His voice was soft, gentle even.

Blitz felt his cheeks flush once more. “T-That’s not all you want though...”

Dusk’s smirk widened slightly. “You’re right, but I’m not the only pony wanting that, now am I?”

“I-If I put that dress on...you’re...you’re going to...” he found it hard to form his words. He didn’t want to say it. He didn’t want to say that Dusk was going to rut him.

Dusk nodded softly. “If you put that dress on, I will rut you. So knowing that, you have your choice—the same choice I gave you that night we had together.” Dusk was still boasting that same confident smirk. How did such a bookish, uncertain pony like Dusk have so much confidence? Why was he so cocky in this situation? Was it because he knew what Blitz would do? Blitz pressed his hoof to his head.

Slowly his gaze drifted to the floor as he struggled for an answer. As he stared, the thoughts of that dress filled his mind. Dusk had that made for him. He knew Blitz would come back, and he would talk Blitz into his room, and seduce him. Dusk had this whole thing planned. He planned how he was going to rut Blitz again. In a mental flash, he pictured Dusk on top of him once more. His heart stopped. His imagination took over, placing him in the dress as he was rutted. Blitz could feel his dick hardening, begging for that fantasy to come true.

Thinking of that twisted fantasy made his heart race. He was scared. He was scared to admit that he wanted that. “I-Im...”

Slowly a hoof was placed under his chin, gently guiding him back up. The confidence in Dusk’s smirk was gone, replaced by sincerity. “What is it, Rainbow?”

“I’m scared...” he said weakly.

“Why? Because it would make you a coltcuddler? Don’t think about it like that. Think about it in terms of what feels right, and what you want to do, not what society wants you to do.”

Looking into the unicorn's dark purple eyes, Blitz knew in that instant what he would do. Dusk told him to do what he wanted, and that was Dusk’s dick. It also meant pleasing Dusk, and since Dusk bought this dress, he wanted Blitz to wear it. But something still tugged at him when he looked at that dress. His cheeks flared red even more as he turned his gaze from his friend. “I-I don’t even know how to put it on...” he muttered.

“I’ll help you with that,” Dusk said bringing the dress over to the two of them. Blitz’s body tensed when he felt the soft fabric touch his fur. The silky texture felt nice, but logic still screamed at him. He shouldn’t do this, but his heart wanted it. Dusk lowered the dress down onto Blitz’s back, fastening it under his belly with his magic. Blitz could feel Dusk’s magic tugging at the fabric, making sure it rested perfectly against his form.

With a small smile, Dusk took a step back.

“H-How does it look?” Blitz asked with a soft, meek voice. His eyes were firmly glued to the floor, unable to look up out of pure shame.

“Beyond words. You look beautiful, Rainbow.”

“B-Beautiful...” he muttered again.

“Beautiful. My beautiful mare...” Dusk walked up to Blitz, placing his hoof under his chin again. He guided the pegasus’s muzzle up once more, and pressed his lips against Blitz’s.

Blitz’s eyes pinched closed as hard as they could. Dusk was kissing him. He could feel another stallion’s lips against his, pushing his tongue into his mouth once more. The unicorn’s tongue teased Blitz’s. A tear slid down his cheek as he moved his tongue in conjunction with Dusk’s. He kissed him back.

As Dusk pulled away, a pleased smile rested on his face. He could see a fearful look in Blitz’s eyes. He brushed his hoof lovingly against his mare’s cheek. “This is a safe space, Rainbow. Here, you don’t have to worry how others will think of you.” His horn sparked. The balcony door closed, and a shade was pulled over it. The same happened with the window in the bedroom too, leaving the two of them in a darkened sanctuary.

“This...still feels wrong...” Blitz said, fear still lingering in his voice.

“Do you want to stop?” After a moment, Blitz shook his head. Dusk’s horn lit once more. This time a full-length mirror levitated over.

“I-I don’t want to see!” Blitz looked at the floor.

“Rainbow, look at yourself.” Dusk’s voice returned to that domineering tone once more. A tone that Blitz was slowly realizing he couldn’t refuse. He looked up, seeing a meek mare staring back. It wasn’t a mare though. Blitz knew it was himself. He could see the defined chin, the muscular shape in his body, the spikiness of his mane. When he looked, he only saw a confused colt wearing a dress.

He closed his eyes for a moment. When he opened them, he ignored the small things, and took in his image as a whole. Details aside, he did look relatively feminine. With a longer mane, and a bit more confidence, he could probably pass for a mare if he wanted to. His cheeks flushed as he thought of himself walking down the street dressed like this. A small smile worked its way onto his lips as he thought about making stallions’ heads turn as he walked passed them.

Dusk stepped next to him, looking at Blitz’s reflection. He wrapped his foreleg around Blitz, pulling him in close. “It suits you.”

“You had it made for me...” Blitz remarked, his voice softening. “Of course it would suit me…”

“It doesn’t change that it looks nice on you, Rainbow.”

He could feel Dusk’s hoof rubbing his side like it had before. The soft sensation of the silk rubbing against his fur felt nice. He leaned into Dusk, feeling his friend hug him tightly. In the darkened room, with Dusk, he felt like he may be able to accept this side of himself.

“I want you so bad right now,” Dusk whispered.

Blitz swallowed hard. “I-I did put it on, didn’t I...”

“Are you going to tell me no?”

Blitz stood silent for a moment before finally shaking his head. Being this close to Dusk, having this much of himself laid bare, he couldn’t help but want to go all the way. Dusk had been on his mind the entire week, and what they did usually accompanied those thoughts. Here he was, given the chance to indulge in that forbidden pleasure once more—his chance to indulge in Dusk’s domineering brand of sex. He was already rock hard under his dress just thinking about it.

Blitz took a few steps forward. He lowered his head, and turned back to look at Dusk. “So...”

“Get on the bed.” Dusk commanded, giving a wily smirk.

Blitz nodded. His heart thumped in his chest as he placed his forelegs on the mattress, climbing onto it half way so that his hind legs were still on the ground. He was breathing heavy, eagerly awaiting his stallion‘s warmth to grace him. Soon, he felt the tail of his dress lift up, and draped over his back, revealing his hind end. Blitz’s face turned bright red when he swished his tail to the side, giving his stallion access.

His eyes opened wide when he felt something cool press against his waiting passage. He let out a soft moan as the slick substance spread around his opening. His dick throbbed between himself and the sheets, stiffening further when he felt the cool liquid slip inside him. Dusk’s magic was spreading something around, lubing him up for entry. The tingling magical aura softly kneaded him, relaxing his ass. All the attention was making him pant like a mare in heat. There was a slight wetness between himself and the sheets as his pre started to leak out.

Blitz moaned as he felt the magic die out, leaving him wanting more. Blitz felt his cheeks flare when he heard that he let out such a feminine sound. Slowly, he looked back behind him to see what Dusk was doing, but his friend’s forelegs appeared next to him on the bed. The sight of Dusk’s purple fur made him whimper eagerly. It was finally about to happen. He was finally about to get what he had been fantasizing about all week. Blitz would finally feel Dusk’s member inside him once more. He bit his lip in anticipation.

“Before I put it in, I want you to promise me something.”

“W-What?” Blitz could feel Dusk’s throbbing length pressing at his entrance. His stallion’s warmth and girth was resting against him.

“Your coat smelled like soap. You’ve been taking a lot showers lately to wash off your shame, and my smell.” Dusk placed a hoof on Blitz’s head, gently petting his mane. “I don’t want you trying to wash out my scent again. I want it so that when you walk down the street, ponies will know whose mare you are.”

“I-I need to shower though...” Blitz whimpered. Hearing Dusk’s commanding voice made his dick twitch in excitement.

“That’s why you’re going to have to come back to me every day so I can put my scent back on you. I want ponies to smell me first, and then you. Do you understand me, Rainbow?” Dusk continued to pet his mare’s mane in a loving, but condescending way.

“B-But then...then they’ll know...everypony will know...”

“So are you saying you won’t listen to your stallion then?” His hoof stopped mid stroke. Blitz’s body tensed when he noticed Dusk stop. “Does my bad mare need to be punished?” Blitz could feel Dusk’s dick leaving. Blitz whimpered when he felt his friend’s hard, warm dick no longer pushing against him.

“I-I’ll come back...” he muttered. “Every day...I’ll come back every day...Please, just fuck me, Dusk...”

Blitz felt Dusk’s weight push down on him, pressing him firmly into the mattress. The soft fabric of his dress felt good against his fur as he was forced down. Then, he felt the unicorn’s hot breath brushing against his ear. “Good girl,” Dusk whispered.

Immediately Blitz felt a shiver run down his spine. He knew he shouldn’t enjoy hearing it, but when Dusk told him he was a good girl, it felt right. His heart was weightless in his chest. With his stallion’s voice still echoing in his mind, he let out a soft sigh. His body relaxed on the bed. “Please...I want you so bad, Dusk...” he whispered back.

Dusk didn’t reply. He only pressed forward, pushing his way into Blitz. The pegasus gasped as he felt Dusk’s hard cock slide into him with ease. There was a stinging sensation, but it wasn’t nearly as strong as it was last week. Dusk’s magic playing with him earlier loosened him quite a bit, which he was thankful for. Blitz let out a sigh. He could already feel Dusk’s medial ring pushing against him. With a deep breath, he relaxed himself further, allowing Dusk easy entry.

“You’re doing much better,” Dusk remarked.

“You loosened me up, that’s why...”

“No, I think it’s because you have experience with this now.” He could feel Dusk nuzzling into the back of his neck. The unicorn’s gentle touch felt good. He could hear him breathing in deep at the nape of his neck. The rush of Dusk’s breath send a tingle down his spine again.

Dusk finally sighed when his hips met Blitz’s. “You smell like sweat. Were you out training today?”

“No...I was helping Applejack a bit...and on my way here, I was sweating a little...sorry...”

“Don’t apologize. I like it. You smell best when you smell like sweat. Though you use too much product in your mane.”

“W-What?” Blitz entire body tensed as he felt Dusk’s tongue lick the base of his neck all the way up to his mane. Blitz couldn’t help but let out a long, sensual moan as Dusk tongue slid along his fur.

“You use too much gel.” Dusk nuzzled into Blitz fur once more.

Blitz stared in front of him with a dazed look. His stallion was being so attentive, so gentle; he loved every moment of it. Without any warning, Dusk pulled nearly all the way out of him. His eyes shot open wide in surprise from the sudden emptying of his filled cavity. Then, Dusk thrusting back in as hard as he could. The unicorn made sure his balls hit the pegasus’s ass with a loud slap. Blitz let out a sharp cry as he was stuffed full of dick once more.

“Did that hurt?” Dusk’s voice was full of concern for his mare.

“Yeah...”

“Should I use the same spell I used last time?”

“No...I want to feel it.” Blitz lay there, panting with his arousal. His body stung from the sudden intrusion, but he didn’t care. He wanted to feel everything Dusk had to offer—the pleasure and the pain. If this was as bad as it would hurt, Blitz knew he could take it. A bit of stinging was nothing compared to how good it felt to be stuffed the way he was.

“I won’t hold back. If it becomes too much, just let me know, and I’ll use the spell, alright?”

“Alright...but I won’t need it.” A genuinely confident smile slide across Blitz’s face, the first one in a week. His head shuddered as Dusk pulled out of him. His teeth grit in anticipation, waiting for the thrust. Mentally, he begged for it. His inner voice yelled at Dusk, pleaded with him to stuff him once more. His neck shot back as Dusk granted that wish.

Any dissenting thoughts Blitz had earlier were silence when Dusk started moving. How could any part of him not love this? Each time Dusk bottomed out inside him, there was an immense pressure on his own cock that made him feel like he would explode any second. Any pain he felt was dwarfed by the pleasure. His dick was pressed down into the mattress, being stimulated by Dusk’s thrusts, and his stallion’s cock stroking his prostate. His ass felt wonderfully stretched, and each time Dusk moved a sensation of pure bliss radiated out.

He was panting like mad from being fucked. Each time Dusk’s balls slapped his ass, he let out a soft, feminine moan. Blitz couldn’t deny it anymore, he was a mare—he was Dusk’s mare. He loved being held down and fucked. He loved the feeling of Dusk’s weight on top of him. He loved the feeling of his stallion’s balls smacking him with each thrust. He loved hearing Dusk call him a mare.

“How does it feel? Getting rutted while wearing a dress?” Dusk asked him. The unicorn’s hoof slid up Blitz’s haunch, sliding his skirt further onto his back.

“S-So...so good...” Blitz replied. His voice was strained, and each time Dusk plowed into him, his voice jumped in volume and pitch.

“Is this what you wanted? Is it everything you dreamed it would be while clopping this past week?” Dusk slapped his hoof onto Blitz’s cutie mark hard making him whimper.

“Yes...” he whined, feeling the sting of Dusk’s hoof ripple through him.

“Tell me, do you love my dick? Do you love it when I rut you?” There was another hard slap against his cutie mark.

Blitz cried out—more of a moan in pleasure than pain. “I-I love it! I love your dick! I love it when you rut me, Dusk!”

“You love being my mare don’t you, Rainbow...” Dusk stopped, buried deep inside Blitz. His hoof circled around Blitz’s cutie mark, rubbing away the lingering sting.

“Yes...” he said, panting.

“Good...Now, I want you to ride my dick,” he whispered into Blitz’s ear.

Blitz felt Dusk’s forelegs wrap around him. Suddenly he felt like he was tumbling, and the next moment, he was on his back. He looked around, seeing he was still in Dusk’s room—in fact, Dusk was still inside him. He could feel his dick pulsing deep inside his ass. He turned his head to the side, seeing Dusk’s muzzle poke up into his field of view. He was lying on top of Dusk with the unicorn’s forelegs still wrapped around him. Blitz placed his hoof on Dusk’s.

“I want you to face me, and sit down on it. That’s how I want you to ride me.” Dusk’s hoof lovingly stroked the fabric on Blitz’s belly.

“Alright...” he replied. Slowly, he climbed up. A mental flash to when he got scolded reminded him to keep his stallion inside his ass. Blitz blushed, as he carefully made his turn to face Dusk. He could see the unicorn enjoying the sensation of him turning. The two were face to face, Dusk buried inside him, and his own member standing at attention. He could feel his dick twitching, begging for attention, but he didn’t dare touch it. He didn’t need to.

Dusk placed a hoof on his flank, giving him a small nod. Blitz grabbed his lingering dress tail off of Dusk’s chest, and pushed it behind him. He swallowed hard as he slowly raised himself off of Dusk’s hips, almost to the point the thought his stallion might slip free, before plunging the unicorn’s cock deep inside him. Blitz let out a soft moan as he felt Dusk impale him.

“You’re...so big...” he muttered, almost in disbelief.

“But you just keep taking it all,” he replied, rubbing Blitz’s cutie mark once more.

He blushed as he rose off Dusk’s dick again. As he slammed himself back down, he felt his own member smack Dusk, and then himself. With each rise and fall, his length bobbed with him. The rocking up and down of his own dick, combined with Dusk’s stimulation on him felt like too much. Each time he moved, he thought he might cum. But Blitz knew better. Dusk wasn’t ready, so he couldn’t cum yet.

Dusk groaned. “You’re so tight.”

“Do I really feel that good?”

“You’re the best, Rainbow.” He bucked his hips into Blitz as he slammed down, getting in as deep as he could into the young pegasus’s ass. Both let out a long moan, though Blitz’s was higher pitched. Blitz fell forward, pinning his throbbing member between himself and Dusk.

“I feel like I’m gonna to cum...” he muttered weakly.

“Not yet,” Dusk said as he brushed his mare’s mane. His forelegs, slid down to Rainbow’s back, holding him tightly against him. Keeping Blitz firmly in place, Dusk hammered into the pegasus’s tight ass.

Blitz cried out. He could feel the sweatiness of himself and Dusk, meld together in their fur, as his dick rocked between the two of them. The silky smooth fabric of Blitz‘s dress, and Dusk’s soft coat felt like heaven to his aching, neglected member.

The two ponies panted as Dusk thrust into him. He could feel the unicorn’s heavy balls bouncing up and down, brushing against his ass and tail under Blitz’s skirt. The thick meat inside him slid in and out effortlessly. Each thrust, he could feel it pulsing with dire need. His prostate felt like it was on fire, his stomach was being stuffed full, his ass tingled wonderfully. He couldn’t hold his orgasm any longer.

“I-I’m gonna cum, Dusk...” he muttered, hugging his stallion tightly.

“If you can’t help it, then go,” Dusk said callously. Blitz heard the disappointment in his voice. He didn’t want to let Dusk down, but the assault on his ass was too much for him to bear. His eyes pinched closed, and he felt the first spurt of cum leave his dick. Immediately, he felt the sticky warmth trapped between them, rubbing into their fur as Dusk continued to fuck Blitz through his orgasm.

Blitz cried out. Each thrust from Dusk felt like his prostate was being milked by the stallion’s thick cock. His body went numb as the continued assault sent his senses into overdrive. “S-Stop!” he cried out, but Dusk ignored him.

“You should have waited for me to cum then!” Dusk replied, continuing to thrust deep inside his mare. Blitz felt like his orgasm would never end. Each time Dusk buried his length inside him, his orgasm reignited. There was no end. He felt an endless stream of cum dribble out of his softening dick, only making himself and Dusk more sloppy.

“Here it is, Rainbow. I’m cumming!” Dusk dove in as deep as he could. Blitz cried out again when he felt the first spurt of Dusk’s seed hit his inner walls. It wasn’t nearly as much as last time, but he could still feel that burning heat inside him. Blitz arched his head back, his tongue lolling out of his mouth as he did. His eyes went wide when he felt another orgasm boil up from within him.

Dusk’s hot seed sent him over the edge again. A few more spurts of cum dribbled out from his limp cock. His hind legs went completely numb, and he collapsed on top of Dusk. His entire body felt heavy, even immoveable. Inside him, Dusk’s dick still throbbed, releasing the last of his cum deep inside Blitz’s ass.

“You still managed to cum with me, huh?” Dusk sounded pleased.

Blitz laughed in complete disbelief over what happened. “I’ve...never felt like that before...”

“You were amazing, Rainbow.”

Blitz blushed. Slowly, he rolled off of Dusk, lying on the bed next to him. He rubbed his hoof along his belly, finding a mess all over. “I got the dress dirty...” he muttered as he looked down at the stained silk. A purple glow pulled him from his musings. In a bright flash, the mess on his chest, and the dress was gone. He looked over to see Dusk was clean as well.

“Did you just—”

“Yeah.” Dusk rolled over onto his side, placing his hoof on Blitz’s stomach. “Though it’s still in here.” he gently rubbed the pegasus’s soft, newly cleaned fur. He was right, Blitz could still feel Dusk’s seed inside him, still warm and gooey.

“Listen, Dusk...” he said weakly.

“You better not try what you pulled last week.” Dusk rolled his eyes.

“N-No...I—uhh...I just wanted to tell you...I’m a...coltcuddler...” he muttered, his face a bright red as he said it.

Dusk chuckled to himself as he idly stroked his mare’s stomach. “I know, Rainbow.”

“I know it’s kind of stupid to say it now, but...”

“Does it feel better to get that off your chest?” Dusk smiled the same gentle smile he always did.

“Much...” Blitz smiled back. “It’s also not my first time in a dress either...”

Dusk’s ears perked up. “Now that is news to me,” he said with a small chuckle.

“When I was younger, I was friends with a filly in flight school. We used to play games, and stuff like all kids do, but she liked to play girl games...and I really didn’t mind too much...” Blitz laid back, resting his head on his foreleg. “Anyway, we were over at my house, and she brought over a dress so we could play dress up...She got me in it after a bit of talking, and that’s when my dad walked in...He...flipped his shit—to say the least...”

“Father issues...I suspected as much...” Dusk muttered to himself.

“What?” Blitz looked at Dusk with a raised eyebrow.

“Nothing, don’t worry about it.” Dusk rolled over, pinning Blitz down. He had that confident, domineering grin on his face again. “All you need to do is be comfortable with yourself, Rainbow.”

Blitz swallowed hard once more. “Yeah...” he said, flashing a small smile. Dusk leaned down, planting a kiss on his lips. “Just be comfortable with myself...”

To Be Continued...

Author's Notes:

Oh shit, Dusk is up to something...

Well, I hope you all enjoyed Blitz getting plowed in a dress. If you didn't figure it out, it was the same design as Rainbow Dash's gala dress. That was partially because I'm too lazy to think up an interesting dress, and also because I liked the design a lot.