The Man inside the Colt

Chapter 9: Getting a Little Wet Part 2

It was friday morning, class was out due to our teacher’s monthly visit from a heinous demon. A sex absorbed monster, that plagues all mares once a month. Making those sweet nice mares into strong uncontrollable forces of nature, heat.

I can’t tell what was worse, PMS or heat.

One made a women a volatile bottle of emotions ready to explode into a loud shouting match. While the other, made them sex crazed monstrosities that would rip a guys dick off and use it as a dildo for a week.

What I wouldn’t give to handle one or the other right now.

I looked at the clock, and then at the constantly talking mare.

“The principles for magic was developed by…” I tuned out Twilight’s constant mind numbing teaching.

With Celestia’s persuasion and a chance for Twilight to teach a fellow student, was too much for me to bear. I swore, I should have just stabbed my new blade through my gut and hoped someone would cut off my head.

“Seppuku,” I mumbled and smiled from the thought of not having to hear purple’s constant jabbering about that bearded guy, ’Still a useless asshole if you ask me.’

“Button!” Twilight shouted, and glared at me, “Have you been listening at all?”

I looked at the mare, my face void of emotion, “No… and that equation is wrong for a transportation portal.”

She blinked and stared at me then the board full of mismatched data. She turned towards me with that know at all look, “I should have you know… Siphon Light’s spell was the cornerstone for mass teleportation and has been used ever since to travel from one place to the other at the speed of light.”

She crossed her arms, and smiled that I’m right you're wrong face. I blinked and stared at the mare’s purple eyes, “You sure about that?”

She nodded and I thought for second, ’Should I tell her how that spell would take years to master and require a large amount of inner mana to even attempt it. Or even how one wrong equation could cause the user to melt into a puddle of fur and guts…. nah that sounds like too much work.’

“Whatever,” I said, and looked at the time, “looks like study time is up.”
I packed up my notes, as Twilight blinked and stared at me, “What do you mean times up?”

I stared at the mare, “I only agreed to be tutored for an hour a day… other than that I’m free to do whatever I want.”

“B-but,” Twilight looked between me and the door, “I haven’t even taught you how to properly channel mana to your…”

She went silent and I smiled knowing the one problem that she failed to address when she started.

“Yup… my horn,” I said, shoving my notebook in my pack, “I do believe you mentioned how Control Cut was able to develop a method for unicorns to channel mana to their horns.” I stood up and headed for the door, “I’ll see you next week… Miss Sparkle.”

I waved good bye as I stood in the entrance way, I didn’t even turn around when I did it. I slowly let the door close, I turned my head slightly to watch the slack jawed mare’s eye twitch and her hair slowly frazzle, ‘I’m such an ass…’

It was almost twelve when I left the library, and I honestly don’t want to miss my meeting.

“I hope she still remembers… hopefully.” I mumbled, staring at the building in the distance. I just sighed and hoped that I could earn some bits before I head out tomorrow.

I knocked on the door before I entered, “Hello! Is anyone here?” I looked around the boutique, I wiped my feet before I entered.

“Miss Rarity!” I called out, for the mare in question. I heard a thud from upstairs and shuffling, I decided to take a seat on one of the chairs.

Hoofsteps could be heard from the stairs, I turned my head towards the stairs to see a disheveled mare. Instead of her usual prim and proper self, her hair was bedraggled mess and wore a bathrobe of sorts.

“Button!” She gasped, when she laid eyes on me, “What are you doing here?”

I looked at the mare’s makeup-less face, “You had a modeling job for me… remember from last week.”

“Modeling… ah I remember,” She smiled, moving towards me her hips swaying with every step, “Yes… just come with me upstairs.”

I blinked, thinking that her glowing eyes were just the light of the room playing tricks on my eyes.

“Yeah… upstairs.” I said, feeling my body grow light. I stood up, as she draped an arm across my shoulders. I thought I heard the sound of a door locking, but again I thought it was just my imagination.

We head up the stairs and everything just went blank.

I sat next to my older brother, and he was saying something. I felt this odd sensation of wanting to punch him in the face, but I didn’t deck that unicorn asshole yet.

The carriage came to a stop and the door opened. The douchebag pushed me back into my seat, and he barreled out the door.

I let out a low curse and I followed the prick into the house, not before thanking the carriage driver.

The scene changed and I was in my room playing knights and dragons with a stuffed toy of sorts. I was having fun until my older sister came in.

I was happy to see her, we hugged and she joined me in playing knights and dragons.

It was fun, until douchebag came into the room, with another older female unicorn. She was probably the same age as the mare next to me.

I greeted the mare, and she said something. The mare next to me glared at her and hugged me with her wings, she wiped the tears that formed under my eyes.

The two unicorns laughed and left the room, big sis pressed me against her breast. They were small, but they were comforting.

Then everything slowly faded to white.

“Wait a minute,” I mumbled, as I awoke from sleep, ‘I’m an only child… then who where those ponies?’

My eyes opened but closed, as I felt the sand man’s gift. I brought a hand to wipe away the sleep from my eyes, but paused feeling my arm restrained.

I moved the other one, and felt it free from what ever held the other. I wiped the annoying crust from my eyes with the free hand.,

With my eyes cleared, I viewed a ceiling that I’ve never seen before. I then began to look around at a room I wasn’t familiar with, and with great surprise I stared at a pair of soft, firm mounds.

I knew they were soft and firm, because my restrained arm was clamped between the pair. I moved my gaze to the owner of the pleasant rack.

Her mane remained the same disheveled mess when I first saw her, but it was her smiling face that made my heart skip a beat. I moved my free hand to move a stray strand that fell on the angelic mare’s face.

‘It’s strange,’ I thought, my free hand moving down to fondle her boob, ’I don’t have feelings for her yet… why do I feel used?’

As I thought about my position in this odd relationship, the mare in question started to awaken. I kept my eyes trained to her eyes, as the white lids slowly opened to reveal those amazingly blue orbs.

She fluttered her eyes and began to yawn. I felt her arm try to move, but as it pushed against my side, shock slowly formed on her face.

It was funny to watch, since it was like watching it in slow motion. Her mouth slowly opened and I nearly lost it, when those cartoony eyes became as wide as dinner plates.

She stared silently at me, and I grinned at mare and the only sane thing I could. I nuzzled the side of her cheek and planted a kiss on her nose, “Good morning gorgeous.”

Then she fainted, I was ready to fall into a fit of laughter until I realized my arm was still held by the mare. I narrowed my eyes at the hold, “Dammit.” A grumble came from my stomach, “I just missed lunch didn’t I…”

I thought about prying, or even kicking the mare off, but that would have lead to her getting hurt. So I just waited for the mare to wake up, while I fondled her breast to pass the time. Luckily I didn’t have long to wait.

Her eyes slowly opened, they were unfocused at first until they focused on me. Her eyes grew wide and that was when I was pushed off the bed. She beat me to it… lucky mare.

As I laid on the oaken floor nursing, what was going to be a bruised rib, I heard the mare’s voice grew in volume from each syllable, “No No No! I can’t believe I did that with a colt… oh no!”

The bed springs creaked from her movement, and her face showed from the top of the bed.

“Are you alright?” She asked, slowly making her way off the bed. I watched as she almost stepped on my privates, “Here… let me help you up.”

My body was covered by a blue aura, and I felt myself go weightless. She propped me up, so I was standing on my hooves again.

“Thanks,” I said, and felt around for any damages. I found no permanent damage, so I turned my gaze towards the mare, “by the way… why am I naked?”

I already knew the answer, hell, I can smell it in the air. It was that odd aroma that I smelled every time I passed some mare in heat. It would explain my boner, but I chalked it up to the mare in front of me.

“We-well uhmm,” She avoided eye contact with me, and just twiddled her thumbs. I waited for her to explain herself, but my erection kinda ruined any serious thought at the moment. She took a deep breath and looked me in the eye, “I’m sorry for…”

She stopped and turned her head away from me. I just sighed and decided to just get all this over with.

I walked up to the mare, and flinched from my sudden movement. She was going to step back, but I never gave her the chance to run.

I quickly wrapped my arms around her, and gave the quivering mare a hug.

It was an odd thing for me to do, with me being the victim to statutory rape. Though none of that really mattered to me, since I was in heaven right now. My head was in between those marshmallowy bosoms, and my member was grazing her slit.

“It’s alright,” I said, almost wanting to kill myself for saying it, “I understand why you did it.”

“Y-you do?” She asked, as I felt something warm hit my muzzle.

“Yup,” I didn’t nod, with fear that it would have ruined the moment, “You're in heat and you needed someone to help.”
I felt her arms wrap around me, and I continued, “I should be the one who's sorry.”

“Really… what?” She gasped, as I moved back a bit to stare into her sapphire like eyes.

I smiled at the shocked mare, “Yup… if I had known you were in heat… I would have tried my best to help you.” She released her hold on me, and so did I, “I know I may not have been efficient…” I looked down and tried my best to look ashamed.”

"No-nonsense,” She said, and put hands on my shoulders, “You were amazing… you even lasted longer than other stallions I’ve been with.”

“You are just saying that,” I feigned a tear, hoping she would buy into all this, “I-I’m just no good if you didn’t even bother asking me.”

I felt my chin within her grasp, and my head was raised to face the mare.

“Now listen here… you did nothing,” Her face saddened when continued to look at me, “i-it’s all my fault… I thought I had all in control… but now look at me.”

I smiled, feeling pride at playing with the mare, ’I guess it’s time to end this.’

“It’s alright Rarity,” I said, my hand moved to hold hers, “I know how badly mare’s can act when they're in heat… I should have known when I stepped into your house.”

She smiled , and moved in to hug me, “You're such a sweet colt.”

“You're not bad yourself,” I said, and wrapped my arms around the mare. Those melons are really soft and firm, ’Furry breast… there’s just no comparison.’

“Umm… listen Button,” She let go, and stared into my eyes, “I um… I… is there anything I can do to…”

She went quiet, and I decided to step in, figuratively speaking, “Rarity… it’s okay.” I let go and held her hand, “Next time… just ask.” I kissed her hand, a blush formed on her muzzle.

I let go and turned to find my clothes. My body felt like it was on autopilot as I went to find my clothes. I told myself that I was doing all this on my own, yet it felt like I wasn’t in control.

Rarity took a seat on the bed, and watched me put my clothes on. I intentionally slowed the process, to let the mare watch the show.

As she watched, I kept an eye on her. She fidgeted and licked her lips, ’Can’t believe that worked.’

With the last article of clothing on, I walked up to the sitting mare. She moves back a bit, but I was able to grab hold of her chin.

I leaned in and kissed the mare, she sat stock still as I did it. I released my hold, and stared into her eyes, “Next time… let’s both have some fun.”

I left the mare where she sat, and gently closed the door. I made my way down the stairs with the biggest grin ever, ’These mares are so easy to manipulate… at least now I can get some.’ I stopped for a second as a thought came into my mind, ’I hope or else this entire thing would have been a waste of time… maybe I can still go up and.’ I shook my head and got rid of the idea.

“It’s too late for that now,” I mumbled, and continued to head for the door, “I have to head out tomorrow… God how I wished I could pound that.”

It was getting frustrating knowing that I could have any of these mares… Dammit. Stupid pheromones getting all in my head.

I would never act like this, hell I was that quiet guy that just wanted to be left alone. I never cared about having sex or any of that intimate crap. It was just a waste of time, and I had better things to do like making a 3D pong game.

“Holy shit,” I said, as I stepped out of the shop, “No wonder why mom always looked so disappointed.”

I continued to head home with the constant thought of what just transpired. None of it was me, yet I made the mare feel that I wanted her. Hell, I did want her.

I wanted to push her on her bed, and just take her. Though I can’t help but feel that I was just betraying myself.

I didn’t feel bad for doing Luna or those two other mares, but that was a dream and I loved it. So why is it that, when it came to her, that I felt so bad about it. Then it hit me.

“I got it,” I said, as I snapped my fingers, ’I was raped… that’s why I feel so happy then sad about the whole thing.’ I looked around at the near empty street, “I’m so glad no ones here… or else this would be awkward.”

I looked at my reflection from the closest window. I looked at my smiling face, I stared into my eyes and a flash of blue blinded me.

I rubbed the spots out of my eyes and stared back at my reflection. It was the same copper colored eyes that stared back at me.

“Strange,” I mumbled, and pulled an eye lid down, “I thought for a minute…” I looked closely into the window, and spotted the blue floral curtain, “Might just be me.”

I shook my head and headed home. This day turned into a really weird one, especially with the whole Twilight thing. Now that was the worst part of my day, don’t think getting raped by a hot mare would ever happen would ruin it, but still, purple was the worst thing of the day.

“Really wished I could remember it,” I said, and stared at the clock tower, “I really want to know what she did to me…”

I shook my head again and started to quicken my pace. I needed to prepare for tomorrow's trip, especially with what I was hearing from the ponies about that forest.

Then again, clouds moving on their own, and animals… well acting like animals was nothing for me to worry about. I’m just hoping mom won’t get mad at me for butchering that poncho, atleast I have my knife. That really sharp magic blade of grass, damn thing can pierce through stone.

When I arrived at home, I grabbed a bite to eat. Then took a shower, a really comforting shower for some reason.

After the body cleansing, I headed to my room to find that old poncho I had, hidden away in my closet. It was small, but could still cover me all the way to my knees. The thing was made of an odd burlap, I was lucky to find it when I cleaned out my room for stuff to use. Why it was dirt brown, I just blamed that on this kids poor taste.

I placed the poncho on my table and started drawing up plans.

“I could cut holes into it,” I mumbled, then felt the fabric and just shook my head, “that would really weaken the material… I wonder if they sell fishnet here.”

I looked out the window, and saw that I might have a few more hours left before the sun set. I hid the designs under my books, grabbed what money I had left and headed out.

The first place I went to was the local hardware store. Sadly they didn't have any fishnet, but the owner Screw just smiled at my question and pointed me to a an actual bait and tackle store.

It was an odd thing to hear that from him, even weirder when I asked him why we had such a store. His response was both relieving and made me want to rip someones throat.

“Oh that’s simple,” Screw said, as he placed a boxes of nail on the shelf, “Some of us here enjoy fishing.” He paused and bent down to whisper into my ear, “And between you and me… I find fried fish to be absolutely delicious.”

I stood there with my mouth wide open and a single thought going through my mind, ’Mother fucking shit! When the hell was someone going to tell me about this?!’

“Are you okay… kid?” He asked, and placed a hand on my shoulder.

“Yes… I think I need to go visit this shop.” I said, as drool fell from the sides of my mouth.

“A-are you drooling?”

“Yes… yes I am,” I said, and turned to head out the door, but paused as I stared at the glue. I pointed at the glue, “How good is that glue?”

“That thing?” Screw said, as he moved towards it, “If you need to glue a table together then it’ll do the job.”

“Can it stick to fiber,” I asked, I turned to the stallion as he shook his head.

“Sorry lad,” he said, he grabbed a small bottle from a different shelf, “You can glue a rope together with this and climb it in an hour.”

“That’s some glue… how much?”

“Ten bits,” He said, a look of disgust on his face, “I know. I know. It’s expensive… but it’s the only thing that can mend fibers together without it breaking.”

I reached into my pocket and handed the stunned stallion the money. He blinked at the bits in my hand.

“I’ll take it,” I said, as we traded money for goods, “if it’s as good as you say… then it’s worth every bit.”

“Tell me boy,” He counted the bits and then turned to me, “what are you going to use that for?”

“This,” I shook the bottle in front of him, “I’m going to make myself invisible.”

I left the old stallion with that, and headed out. I stuffed the bottle into my pocket, as I went out the door.

It was an odd thing to walk up to a fishing shop, weirder to actually walk into it. Especially with the herbivores that walked around the place.

A bell rang, as I stepped inside and voice rang out through the room.

“Hello!” I turned to spot a white young mare, “Welcome to Magnum’s Tackle n’ Bait.”

She looked about the same age as me, with a curly pink and purple mane. She casted her emerald eyes my way, with the biggest smile I’ve ever seen.

“Hi,” I said, as I looked around the shop.

“Is there anything I can help you with?” the unicorn asked, as she walked towards me.

“Yes,” I turned to face the pre-teen, “do by chance have any fishnet?”

“Sure we do,” She turned and began to walk towards a shelf. I followed behind the mare, “We have some in stock… so how much do you need?”

“Let me see what you have,” I said, she smiled and started to pull out some nets.

I went over each one, testing the spacing and durability of the nets. While the mare or filly, which ever one it is, hell I can’t even tell which I am. They say I’m almost an adult, while I keep getting told I was still a kid. Really wished they had a word for teenager instead of colt or stallion.

Well anyways, she just looked on in boredom and returned to man or pony the desk as it were. I just did what I needed to, and search for that one net.

“Found it,” I said, as I observed the price and the quality of the net, “strong and cheap… not going to miss you when I cut you up into pieces.”

I put the other nets back, and walked up to the counter. I paused as a stallion walked out of from the back door. He held a rod and reel in hand, with a straw hat atop his head. The old dude surprisingly had a mustache, which at first made no sense to me, but facial hair was possible. Biology ignored the fact we already had hair on our faces, again I blamed it on magic screwing that up.

“Well hello there,” He greeted, as he placed the rod to the side, “didn’t know I had customer.” He walked up to me with his hand outstretched, “Name’s Magnum."

"Button," I said, and shook his hand.

"So you want to start fishing?" He asked as he moved towards the counter, "I'll take it from here Sweetie... Why don’t you go out and play"

"Sure thing dad," the young filly said, as she bolted out of the store.

The white stallion, shook his head and smiled, "Kids." He turned towards me, "So what else can I get you?"

"This'll be all," I placed the netting on the table.

He looked at it, with a raised eyebrow, "You sure... If you're fishing around these parts... You won't be able catch much with that."

"I know," I said, as I handed him the bits, "this wouldn't even catch bait fish if I wanted to."

"Oh... you're a fisher?" He smiled, as he handed me a receipt for my purchase.

I shook my head, "No... but I do know a thing or two about catching them."

"Really?" He said, and stared at me with those blue eyes, "And what would that be?"

"Cast a line and hope something bites!" I said, and he laughed.

He stifled his laughter, "So if you're not going to use that for fishing... Then what are you going to use it for?"

I smirked at the older stallion, "Why good sir... I'm going to make myself invisible."

I picked up my purchase, and he looked on in question, "How are you going to do that?"

"Oh that's simple." I began to explain to the old stallion on how to make a ghillie suit. He looked on in interest.

"So... why do you need to make this... Ghillie suit?" He asked, with eyebrow raised.

"For observational purposes," I said, as I began to head out.

"Well I wish you luck Button!" Magnum smiled from behind the counter.

"Thanks!" I said, as I headed out the door.

With the net in hand and a goal before me, I was going to be busy for the rest of the day. I really wonder if I can get some fish for dinner.