She’s What Now?

I awoke for the third time again, mom apparently is a hugger when she’s asleep. Those massive tits, suffocated me again and I got sick and tired of it.

“Damnit mom...” I grumbled, as I tried to break her hold on me. I managed to weasel my way out, and I started to gasp for air. Those tits were not child friendly.

I got out of bed, and made my way outside. If I couldn’t sleep, then I would go do the next best thing, go for a stroll.

“I can hardly believe it!” I said, as I drank in the morning air, “I would so get my ass kidnapped if I was back home.”

The moon was still out, and the stars were still as beautiful as the first time I laid my eyes on them.

I stopped by the water fountain in the park and started to drink the pristine water.

“This is such a nice place,” I said aloud, and started to stretch. My muscles were a little sore from yesterdays expedition, which was strange since I felt good enough for a run. I looked over my body, “Why am I not dead beat tired?”

I started to unwrap the bandage, and was shocked to find that new skin had formed, “What the hell… how is this even possible?”

The cut should have taken awhile to heal, normally anyways, but it seemed to have healed for some reason. I put pressure on the leg, I even hopped on it for good measure.

“It doesn’t even hurt.” I jumped up and down, and just laughed at the convenience of it all. I screamed into the air, “Magic is so fucking awesome.”

With my leg not hurting anymore, I started to run a lap around the park.

“Maybe I shouldn’t have overdone it!” I gasped, as I limped inside my home. I closed the door behind me, and wobbled toward the kitchen, “I really need a drink…”

I don’t know what exactly happened, but I seem to have found myself on the floor again. Someone held me down, and the voice caused me to shiver.

“Who are you. What are you doing in… Button?”

“Y-yeah.” I managed to say, from my face shoved to the floor.

I felt this pony let me go, and she pulled me up. I leaned against the mare for support, and I was led toward the kitchen table.

She left me to turn on the light, and once she did, I could only hope that she won’t notice my boner. There before me was Gavel, half naked in the kitchen.

Her tits bounced, as she made her way toward me. That brown coat of hers was really such a definite color, and those white slim panties, didn’t help either.

It was truly a weird experience, for me. There before me is an older mare that looks like me, and who is almost naked. My boner only made things worse at this point.

Granny bent down to take a better look at me, her brown fluffy chest was a hands way across from me.

“You're not injured...” She mumbled, and parted my hair. She scowled at me, “Now what are you doing up this early.”

“Ah… I was out for a walk.” I bluntly said, and pushed her hand away, though I stared into her eyes, “But why did you attack me?”

“Don’t change the subject, kid!” Gavel said, as she headed toward the sink. She poured a glass of water and drank from the glass.

I just glared at the mare, but had to divert my eyes as I gazed at her bosoms.

“So… why are you taking a walk out this early in the morning?” Granny asked, as she took the seat infront of me. She just stared at me, and I just sighed.

“It’s… nice this time of the day, okay?” I said, I crossed my arms and looked toward the ceiling.

“That’s it?” Granny said, and I heard the chair scratch against the floor. I turned my gaze back at the mare, as she walked past me, “I got up for nothing then… I’m going back to bed.”

She patted me on the head, and made her way out of the kitchen. I looked at the back of the mare, a large scar drew across her back.

“Damn...” I mumbled, as the mare turned the corner. I looked at the oaken table, “Why are all the mares here so strong?”

I experimented with the eggs today, and I ended up making scrambled eggs. Apparently pumping mana into them was just like putting too much air into a balloon.

“There goes number three,” I said, and placed it on the plate. The timer rang and I went to go grab the scones, apparently experimenting with mana control leads to a lot of baked goods, “At least these turned out okay.”

I placed them onto the counter to let them cool, I then went back to making some pancakes.

While I was making the brown fluffy deliciousness, my little raccoon friend entered the room. Though I either had to laugh or just feel sad for the girl.

“Why do you have my pet in makeup… and where did you get that bow?” I asked, as Gavel hugged Coco between her breast. I then noticed something odd about the mare’s forehead, something blue poked out of her puffy golden mane, “And when did you have a horn?”

Cheval covered her horn with her hand, nearly dropped Coco in the process. Coco on her part, started to squirm in her arms.

“You might want to let her go.” I said, and returned to my cooking. I soon heard Coco’s claws scrap on the wooden floor and a chair dragged against the floor. I instinctively say what I always do when I hear the rattle of the drawers being climbed, “The pan’s still hot Coco… just give it a few more minutes to cool.” I heard a huff of air, which cause me to sigh, “Like I told you already… pouring water won’t help.”

I turned to watch Coco huff, and make her way back down. I just shrugged and continued to make breakfast.

Cheval just looked on as I made our meal, it was a bit annoying when she just sat there. Though when I plated the food, she just looked on and waited me to hand her the food. I kinda hate her for not helping, but she was a guest.

I ate in silence, though Coco and Cheval had other ideas.

As soon as that piece of food entered their mouths. they just dug in. Though it just tasted like eggs to me, at least the muffin was good.

“You do the dishes,” I said, to the two stuffed females.

Coco burped, while Cheval just said, “Yeah.. ahh.”

I shook my head and made my way out, there were some things I needed to figure out. My leg being one of those things, fur even started to grow back at an inhuman or inpony rate, in lay ponies terms. Even when I had that head injury, magic could only go heal it so far.

“Just what is going on here?” I mumbled, and looked at the ring on my finger, “I wonder if you have something to do with it…”

I put that thought in the back of my mind, as I made my way toward Twilight’s library.

Though I stopped just a few buildings away from her house, as I spotted Creese’s dad land in front of the library.

“Huh… what’s he doing here so early?” I watched as the stallion knocked on the door. I slowly made my way toward the door, but somehow I wasn’t spotted by the stallion or the mare that answered the door. Creese’s dad pulled something from his pocket and showed Twilight, only to be immediately brought in.

I heard the door slam shut while I wondered what was going on. I spotted an open window near the side of the building, I was tempted to do some eavesdropping, but that would have gotten me nowhere.

So I decided to just walk knock on the door and act like nothing’s happened.

One knock, two knocks and no one answered, ‘The fuck… I just saw them enter not even five minutes ago.’

“Better see if the backdoor is open!” I said aloud, and decided to check if the kitchen door was open. Twilight did mention I could enter through the backdoor if I ever needed to get some study material. She really had stepped up as a friend after the whole chase thing.

As I wrapped my hands on the handle of the door, it glowed and I heard the thing being unlocked. I opened the door and walked in, “Twilight… you in here?”

Again no one answered, so I just decided to make my way to the bean bag. I swear I’m just gonna bring in a couch or something for this place.

I stopped as I spotted a manila envelope on the table. I walked up to the folder and, what I saw made my heart stop.

There before me was my picture attached to the file, even my name was written on the tab. I gulped as I tentatively opened the folder.

A good ten minutes passed, as I skimmed through the parts I couldn’t understand, which was most of it. I was able to find something on the day I was injured, it may have been just a note, but atleast I could understand it.

“Patient is exe… I think this word is exhibiting,” I mumbled, as I tried to discern the chicken scratch for a hand writing, “Let’s see… The patient is exhibiting mana fluctuations, treatment is advisable.”

There was a number listed at the end, but I couldn’t tell what it was. With nothing else to go bye, I continued on with my search.

The next few pages where a bunch of graphs and readings of some sort. Though I stopped at an odd page about fertility.

“Upo recent scan patient has high probability of… producing male offsprings?” I looked at the sentence and reread it, “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”

I always thought the gender ratio, was just to the luck of the draw, not something medical much less magical.

I would have looked into the file further about this problem, but the sounds of hoof steps brought my attention toward the stairs.

“Thanks very much Miss Twilight!” Ray said, Twilight was about to say something but stopped as she saw me.

I waved at the pair on the stairs, “Hey Twilight!”

They both looked at me dumbstruck, and I just raised an eyebrow at them.

“B-Button!” Twilight yelled, in a flash she was gone from the stairs and appeared right next to me.

“Yeah… that’s me!” I managed to say, right then Twilight grabbed my folder from my hands. It was so sudden that it caused me spew some profanities at the mare, “What the fuck are you doing?!”

Her head drew back at my outburst, but she then recovered and grabbed my ear, “You do not use those words, young colt!”

I grabbed hold of the offending hand and squeezed it. I saw Twilight flinch and she let go of my ear, and thus I did the same.

“Ow… that hurt.” She said, and began to nurse her hand.

“How do you think I feel when you pinch my bloody ear?” I gritted my teeth, as I massaged my ear. Though the pain was gone, just a few seconds later.

Twilight grumbled something, and Creese’s dad stepped in before things got worse.

“Hey there kiddo.” He smiled as he grabbed hold of the file, “Now I know you have a lot of questions… about all this.” He waved the folder in front of me, “But the Princess’s just needed a file of you is all.”

I looked at the stallion and smiled, “I gotcha… but I why would she need it then?”

The stallion shrugs, “Don’t know.” He looked at the clock, “Though I need to head out soon… my herd’s going out for a picnic.”

He said his goodbyes and headed out the door with my file in hand.

I turned to Twilight, “He seems nice.”

Twilight just glared at me, she grumbled something and headed to the kitchen. I just sunk into the chair, alone with my thoughts.

‘He said herd… I wonder how that works?’ I mulled it over, how a group of ponies become a family structure. I mean the Cakes were together, but I did see couple of mares hit on Mr, Cake before, but I think missus Cake chased them off.

Twilight returned to the room and I decided to ask her.

“Hey Twilight!” I called out to the mare, and she turned to scowl at me. Personally she looked really cute with that angry face of her’s, but I just have to know, “How does a herd work?”

My question caught her off guard, she blinked and threw a question of her own, “Why do you want to know about that?”

“Cause I keep hearing about herds, but no one gave me a coherent answer!” I said, and Twilight was thinking it over.

Her horn glowed and a book floated off the shelf. The book opened to a page and she looked it over.

“There are a lot of laws governing a herd,” Twilight said, and turned to looked at me, “but it’s simply a group of ponies forming a family structure.”

“Family… structure?” I scratched my head at the end of her sentence, “What do you mean by… family structure?”

“Well… how do I put it.” Twilight tapped the floor, her horn glowed and a wooden chair appeared in front of me. She took a seat and began her long winded speech, “To put it simply Button. A herd is composed of a group of mares sharing a stallion.” Twilight paused, and looked at the book, “Though with the sperm banks… we’ve had a large increase of mares only herds or pairings.”

“I understand that,” I said, when she repeated the definition of a herd, “but how do they work?”

Twilight raised and eyebrow, “What do you mean?”

“You know… like how would a stallion spend time with his… kids?” I kinda wanted to take what I just said back, since it looked like it confused the mare and me apparently.

Twilight shrugged, “Don’t know how a stallion decides that, but it usually works out… it worked out for my parents after all.”

“Really… how did that work?” I asked and leaned into the bean bag, “How did your dad manage it?”

Twilight mulled it over, “From what I can remember. Dad would stay with us for a day then alternate with the other herd members.” Twilight tapped her chin, “Though that all changed when I became Celestia’s student.”

I sat there and listened to how Twilight’s dad spent more time with her. Though she mentioned how everyone in her family was happy for her, she went quiet for a bit when it came to her half brothers and sisters. However, she smiled when she mentioned her older brother.

The words like brother and sister, are reserved for the children of the mare. I got this from her explanation about family structure, she also mentioned something about her half brother and she had this dreamy look on her eyes.

“So your brother?” I said, and she looked at me with her eyebrows raised.

“My brother… what about my brother?” I noticed the singularity in that sentence.

“You know… this brother from another mare.”

“Oh… You mean Blaze.” Twilight’s eyes furrowed, “Yeah… he's not my brother.”

“B-but don’t you share the same father?” Twilight’s eyes grew wide, and a smile adorned her muzzle.

She giggled “I think I should explain it better.” She magiced a board in front of me and a chalk began to to draw figures and lines connected them.

Twilight cleared her throat and pointed to each line, “As you can see.” She pointed to the top, a pony was out to the side away from the major group, “A stallion may father these colts and fillies, but as families goes…” She then moved to the figure of the mare’s with tiny babies, below them, “Only the children of the mare are counted as brothers and sisters.”

“Okay…” I said, and decided to keep quiet. I just let her continue with her explanation.

“Just like me and Shining Armour.” I had to hold back a laugh, when she said his name, “Are full fledge siblings… but.” She had smile on her and this far off look, “But me and blaze aren’t really brother and sister, even though we have the same father.”

“I… see.” I lied, I don’t understand any of this, and the more she explained it, the more I was confused. I looked at the time, “Looks like our times up… same time next week.”

I got up and made my way to the door. Twilight just had this shocked look about her.

“W-what!” Before she stopped me, I ran out the door. I made it just past the sign, before I heard her scream, “Button!”

I just laughed, ‘Another lesson avoided… now for a snack.

“Oh this is so bad for me!” I munched on a doughnut, one of a dozen I had just ordered from Sugarcube Corner. The freshly made glazed artery clogging rings of dough was just to hard to pass up. Especially with the blueberry smoothie.

I ate another of the goodies, and sipped away at my drink.

“Continue in your ways and you loose your teeth to those sweets.” I raised an eyebrow at the coming zebra, a box of sweets held in her hands. She pointed at the chair, “Do you mind if I take this seat?”

I swallowed. “Not at all… I was going to see you sooner or later.”

Zecora smiled and took the seat across from me, “You wanted to see me.”

“Yup,” I said, and nodded.

“A potion you seek, or advice you I must speak?” Zecora giggled, and opened her box of sweets.

“A little bit of both.” I said, as I played with my food.

“Your hunger for knowledge, a blessing or a curse,” Zecora said, with that smile of her’s. She stared into my eyes, “The knowledge I give may cause you pain...”

“And yet I wish to feed my brain.” I cut her off, a smile formed on my muzzle. Zecora giggled, and I took a sip from my drink.

“So what is it do you wish to know?” Zecora asked, as she nibbled on her pastry.

“First things first.” I held out my hand with the ring on it, “I found this ring in a cave yesterday and...” I moved my cut leg to the side, where she could get a full view of the pink line, “I got this wound on the same day… yet it’s almost healed.”

Zecora looked at the wound then to the ring. She grabbed hold of my hand and brought it closer for a better inspection.

“Such an odd ring.” She tried to remove the ring on my finger, but it stuck to the appendage, Zecora smiled, “Does it sing?”

“No… but it would be pretty cool if it did.” I said, as she let go of my hand.

Zecora finished off her pastry, “I may have an answer at home… Ms. Pinkie Pie?”

The zebra blinked and stared past me. I turned my head, and there behind was the pink mare. She had this crazed look about her, with drool that leaked out from the sides of her mouth.

What was more disturbing was that manic smile of hers.

“H-hey there Pinkie…”

“Mine!” She cut me off, and grabbed hold of me. Before I knew it, I was dragged through the store in a blur.

My vision went dark, and something was shoved into my hands.

“W-what’s going on!” I screamed, as the lights turned on and it blinded me. I grumbled a curse, “Son of a…” I blinked as my vision cleared, I stared at a mixing bowl and various ingredients, “What the?”

I heard a snap, and I whipped my head toward the sound. Pinkie had a wooden spoon in her hand an opened cookbook in the other. She shoved it in front of me and with a voice that was filled with manic surgery fury.

“Bake now!” She commanded, and slapped my ass with the spoon.

I gulped and began to put ingredients into the bowl. Pinkie just hovered over me, with the spoon in hand, always ready to slap me on the ass.

“Is it ready yet?” Pinkie said, while she gobbled down the second batch.

“A-almost.” The timer ticked for the third batch to finish, while I continued to work on the fourth. I was being careful not to get any of the stuff on my coat, since the kitchen was so hot and Pinkie seemed to have locked all windows and doors.

Luckily there was an apron wrack, and my shirt was safe on its peg. Though with an apron on, I looked like I was completely naked with the oversized garment.

The timer rang and I switched the pans, but it proved to be fruitless endeavor when I tried to take the baked pastries off the hot pan. Pinkie must have hands made of fire retardant flesh, cause she just grabbed them out of the pan and started to munch down on them.

“Can I go home now?” I asked, I watched as she gulped down the hot pastry.

“One more!” She said, and grabbed another from the pan.

I shook my head, “No way… I already made you two cakes, brownies, some weird apple pastry, and finally muffins.” I took off the apron, “I’m going home…”

Before I could finish, I was tackled to the floor. I stared up at the pink mare, her hands firmly pushed on my shoulders.

“You're not going anywhere!” She said, but none of it seemed to phase me. What truly bothered me was how her cooch firmly rubbed against my crotch.

Combined with the yellow tube top, and her blue shorts. The very fact she stimulated me, it came to little surprise that her face turned from insane Pinkie Pie to ‘I have a guy with a boner and I’m on top of it’ face.

Her face turned to a grin and she bent down to whisper, “Naughty Colt.”

At that moment I began to worry. I knew she was an odd pony from the beginning, I even heard she outran a pegasus. Whatever this mare was right now, was really pissing me off.

She let go of my shoulder, and stood up but placed a hoof on my chest to keep me from standing. I watched as she unbuttoned her shorts, and stripped off her white thong.

“I know how to make you work.” She moved my pants halfway down my legs, my shaft stood in the air. Her pink hand grabbed hold of, as I watched her guide herself toward it. She stopped and gently rubbed against the tip, a liquid dripped a down my shaft, “Now… are you going to do as I say or…”

She moved away from tip, and just smirked down at me. I just gritted my teeth, as an odd smell assaulted my nose.

My hands wrapped around her hips and I smirked, “You should have just let me go… now it’s my turn.”

Pinkie raised an eyebrow, but her eyes grew wide as I pulled her down. I hit dead center, and felt her tighten.

She moaned, with this far off look on her face. I took this opportunity to turn the tables and switched our positions. So now that I was on the top while her poofy mane brushed the tiled floor.

I began to move hips, and made sure I put my full weight into each thrust.

Did I care if there were ponies outside, of course not. This was my revenge, and I was going to milk it for as long as I could.

“Why are so tight?” I mumbled, as my hands fondled on her perky twins. She began to moan, which added to the sound of slapping flesh.

I felt myself reach my limit, but I didn’t want to go out like this. So I left the moist confines of her hole, and lifted the mare off the ground.

I grabbed hold of a pastry, and forced her to hold onto the edges of the counter. Her rear was in the air, I walked up next to her and shoved the baked good into her mouth. I made my way back to her bubbly rump, grabbed hold of her tail.

She started to munch on the baked good, while my hand began to slap her jiggly rump. My shaft found its way back into her slit, and I returned to my previous task of punishing this mare.

I heard the door being forcibly opened, and Pinkie's name being screamed. Though I barely heard it over her moans, as a stream of liquid soaked my pants and I unleashed my own hot stream.

I slowly left her, my member hanged limp as it exited out. I felt satisfied, as white dripped from her blackened nethers.

‘Cream pie.’ I giggled at the dirty thought, but my joy was ended from the sound that came from the door.

There in the opened door was Twilight and her merry band of friends. Their heads turned to the mare, still slumped and held onto the counter as to not face plant on the floor. They either looked at me or Pinkie, but most of their gazes drifted downward.

Like a proper gentleman, I zipped up my pants, and walked toward where my shirt hanged.

“Wahwah.” Twilight was tried to say something, but I was far too busy with my shirt. No tags ment no way of knowing which side was back or front.

When I had the thing on, I grabbed a pastry and turned the oven off. I walked to the pink mare, who was already on the floor, my juices were pooling on the oaken surface.

Pinkie looked at me with this odd happy and content face. I just smiled at the mare, bent down and planted a kiss on her lips.

“Next time… just ask.” I whispered into her ear, then made my way to the backdoor. I quickly unlocked the thing, and slipped out before Twilight could reprimand me for my actions. Revenge was good when you didn’t get caught but since I did, it was better to make a break for it.

As I closed the door behind me, I ran as fast as I could from the smoking fuse that was Twilight. No Doubt Celestia will be hearing about it, but while I still have some freedom left, I still need to see Zecora about the ring.

“Button!” I heard my name yelled, which only propelled me to run faster.