The sun slowly arose above th
e horizon of the vast ocean of sand, chasing away the cool desert night air for the usual scorching heat. Awakening from a small beam of light passing through a hole in their tent, Aaron slowly rose from his makeshift bed and stretched out his arms to fully awaken his body. His limbs cracked and stretched, stiff from his confined sleeping arrangements with the three of them in one tent. Aaron was feeling relaxed and ready to get on with the day.

Slowly removing his blanket, he made his way out of the tent to get a feel for his legs. The sand wasn't scorching hot yet as the sun had just risen to the skies. With a sigh, Aaron sat down in the sand where the three of them had eaten their dinner, the can of beans still in the sands. Though, he felt something strange about. Looking behind him, he soon found the cause of his unease. Standing up in shock, he found that he was not alone in this desert any longer.

Standing close to the tent was a hooded figure draped in a cowl, covering his identity from Aaron as well as the rest of his body from the harsh rays of the sun. Though, what Aaron was focusing on was the long staff in their hands. They were armed and unfortunately Aaron was not. The two looked at each other, frozen and watching the other, waiting for the other to make their move. Aaron stood as still as he could, not wanting to instigate the other in any way possible. He didn't know who this was, but he could tell two things about him. One was that he could see his muzzle, and that he had a grey coat. The second, he smelled absolutely awful, as if he had been wearing the same clothes for months on end. He was probably some desert hermit, out scavenging for food or anything else of use to him.

Aaron was trying to wait out the hermit in hopes one of his friends would awaken, but he was growing tired of waiting and he could feel that the hermit was as well. Aaron could hear him start to breath heavily, starting low but surely increasing in volume and it was starting to get to Aaron a bit. The hermit's grip around his weapon tightened, emphasizing his anxiousness. He couldn't take it, the hermit lunged forward towards Aaron, who barely avoided his on coming attack. He tried to swat Aaron like a fly, swinging his staff at high speeds, barely dodging as the strikes were delivered. Though, if his staff didn't kill him, his scent surely would. He smelled even worse up close. It was rather potent and oh so sour; it took most of Aaron's strength not to gag.

Unfortunately, it was working to his disadvantage as the hermit swept at his feet, bringing him to the ground and finding the tip of the staff shoved in front of his face. He looked up at him to see that he had tired himself out from that one ordeal. The hermit jabbed him with the top of his staff, and started to look him over. Taking in a deep breath, Aaron did the only thing he could. "TWILIGHT!" He called out, somewhat scaring the hermit.

Twilight's eye's shot open and got up from her bed, only to launch from the tent and startling Applejack awake. She had to crawl on her hands because she didn't bother to place her leg back on. Seeing the sight of the hermit, Twilight got up and wobbled on one hoof. "What the hay is goin' on out- woah!" Applejack joined her friend, as well as handing Twilight her leg so she would be able to balance herself to fight. The hermit looked at the two mares frozen as they stared each other down, but Applejack wasn't too keen on waiting. Lunging forward with a fist held high in hopes of getting a good hit in.

The hermit dodged her attack, using his staff to trip her. "Wait!" a voice said; it was the hermit's. He sounded rather feminine. "I can explain." She dodged a tackle from Twilight. "I do not wish for anypony to be slain." She dropped her weapon just in time for Applejack to tackle her from behind and wrestle her down. She began to struggle in Applejack's grasp, grunting and writhing in her grip. Twilight slowly made her way to the hermit to meet their assailant face to face. She pulled back the cowl to show something they did not expect to see. The mare under the hood was in fact grey, and with black stripes. On her head was a mohawk with the same pattern. Her ears held a pair of golden ear rings and a matching necklace around her neck. Her light blue eyes looked up at them with a hint of fear as Applejack and Twilight let her go.

"Zecora?" Twilight said dumbfounded at their discovery. The zebra slowly stood up, dusting herself off, she looked at them nervously, as well as Aaron who had gotten back up to his feet. "Zecora is it... is it you?" The zebra looked to Twilight, looking her over a bit skeptically before answering.

"I do not know, young Twilight. Are you real or has the desert played tricks on my sight." Twilight had a bit of a smile cross her face as she lowered herself and nodded to Applejack to stand down. "I beg your forgiveness, I knew not who I would meet. Though, when I met that strange being, I'm afraid things went most sour."

"Speaking of sour." Aaron said as he looked at her. "You're smelling quite ripe yourself." Aaron swished the air away from his nose, holding the smell off as much as he could, only to receive disapproving gazes from Applejack and Twilight. He looked at them confused. "What?"

"Aaron, don't be rude. She cannot help it. Don't you know she's in estrus." Aaron looked at Twilight confused, unaware of the meaning. "You... don't know what that is. Do you?" Aaron shook his head, only for the mares to have various reactions ranging from a faint giggle to a look of unease. "Well uh... you see Aaron. Twice a year a mare goes through-"

"Wait. wait. Is this one of those "Female body things?"

"Well, if you want to put it so bluntly-"

"Then I don't wanna know. That's none of my business."

"But-"

"Save it Twilight. That's not a subject I want to get in to."

"But-"

"I said no."

"Aaron, you need to know. If you're going to stay here, you need to learn about this kind of thing. I mean, with ours only a few months-"

Aaron plugged his ears in hopes of drowning out the subject of their own estrus. "Lalalalalalala, I can't hear you." Twilight had an unsatisfied look on her, all the while Applejack giggled as she came up to Twilight.

"Don't fuss Twi. If he don' wanna hear it, let 'em. He's diggin' his own grave." Twilight sighed and wanted to warn him of the dangers of estrus season, but if he didn't want to listen, then she wouldn't force him to learn. She turned her attention to Zecora, looking about rather nervous. "Say Zecora, where'd you come from anyway? This place is lit'rally empty."

Zecora pointed out into the distance where the fainted sight of an object could be seen on the horizon. "A home I have, just a ways out in the desert. A place where I am at ease and not in such high alert. You are welcome to join me for a visit, for a friendly face was indeed rare. But it is not just my lair." The three raised a brow at Zecora.
"So... she's not alone?" Aaron said confused.

"That is true strange creature, a room-mate as they are called. She is a kind soul and I am sure she would welcome you all." Twilight had a skeptical look on her, she had known better than to accept the company of others that weren't trustworthy. But this was Zecora, a good friend of hers that had helped her in the past.

"Well. We're actually on our way somewhere already."

"Aw come on Twi. I ain't seen a friendly face in a few years say for you two. Besides Zecora may be able to help us along. Our food is rather limited as is, maybe she could help us stock up." Applejack and Twilight looked to Zecora, patiently waiting for their decision. Though by the look of the sweat on her brow, she looked to be dying in the heat of the desert and her own.

"Well," Twilight began, "I guess a quick visit wouldn't hurt. But we must make it a quick. We're in a rush and need to get going after we have a quick catch up."

"Ah, if haste is what you desire, maybe we have what you require." That had caught Twilight's attention and her curiosity was peaked.

"Okay, maybe we can have a quick visit. Aaron," Aaron finally pulled the fingers from his ears and looked at her, ready to cover them up if she tried to explain again. "Can you and AJ help me clean up here?"

"Oh, sure. I can do that." He and Applejack began cleaning up, even Zecora assisted for a quicker clean up. Though, as she did, she kept close to Aaron, shakily smiling at him when their gaze met. Aaron just figured she was sorry for the attack, and smiled back at her to let her know all was well. However, that was not what Zecora had interpreted.

~~~~~

After cleaning up their camp site and packing up for the long walk, Zecora began to lead Twilight, Applejack, and Aaron to her home. Twilight was curious about what Zecora could offer to make their trip a little quicker, while Applejack was just happy to see a long time friend. Aaron was just curious to meet new ponies in this world. They all had their own reasons for following Zecora to her home.

Aaron had taken the front as to not take the full force of Zecora's scent, it was starting to make his eyes water a bit. Applejack and Twilight seemed rather unaffected and were talking among themselves. He would give them their privacy, but could hear them faintly. "So Zecora, how have you been?" Twilight asked.

"I have been well, though you two look like you've walked through your own personal hell." It was true. Twilight and Applejack were covered in gunk, especially Applejack who had used her own body for a blood fueled lantern to guide her friends through the Everfree. Twilight just looked like she had not bathed in quite some time. Even Aaron was looking a little banged up after his short time in Equestria.

"Yeah, we've had a bit of a rough ride. The Everfree's gotten a little more wild, even more so than usual. Hell, I could have sworn the tree's were movin' about."

Zecora chuckled a bit, a sense of nostalgia of her days in the Everfree. The memories brought a smile to her face. "The Everfree has always been a place of great wonder to me. But alas, it has grown far to dangerous for any normal pony."
"Luckily I ain't no normal pony," Applejack said with a satisfied smirk, making Twilight and Zecora chuckle at their friend's comment. The two were starting to reconnect with Zecora. Though as they spoke, Zecora's eyes drifted towards Aaron walking in front of them. Her eyes drifting down the back of his body. "Zecora."

"Hm! What?" She was brought back to her senses and looked to Applejack.

"You're sweatin' a bit, you holdin' up okay?" Zecora swiped her brow and saw that her arm's fur had darkened from her sweat.

"I am fine, Applejack, but please let us keep ourselves on track." Zecora pulled out her canteen own and sampled the water inside. They weren't that far from their destination, and they were all thankful for that. The object had gone from shapeless dot in the distance to what looked like a large wagon of sorts.

"Aaron," Zecora began, catching the attention of the human. "I would like to apologize for my aggression, as well as ask you a few personal questions."

"Um. Sure, apology accepted." Applejack stepped aside, hiding her smile with the shadow of her stetson, knowing full well what her angle was. Taking a deep breath of air, he slows his walking and joins the group of mares. "S-So... what would you like to know about me?"

"Well, I would like to know what you are? I have never seen anything like you before, both near and far."

"Oh, I'm a human. I come from Earth." Zecora waited for a moment, paying him her utmost attention, though her eyes occasionally drifted down but made sure to make eye contact when he finished when she was expecting a long winded explanation.

"Oh, um... well, that is interesting. What new knowledge do you bring?" This one had caught Applejack and Twilight's attention, the three mares turning their gaze to Aaron, making him feel a little uncomfortable with all the concentrated looks to him.

"Uhhhh... well, I-I don't really know what I have to offer. I haven't seen much of your world yet and I don't know if I have anything worth offering. I'm just an accident that Twilight is trying to make a good situation out of and I'm trying to help with that."

"Hm. Do not fret, my friend. I am sure your purpose will be found in the end."

"Hopefully so, but as long as I help, I honestly don't think I could care any less of my true purpose here."
Zecora nodded in agreement as they finally came upon their destination. They stood before a large wagon resting on the inactive railway system. Connected to the roof of the wagon was a clothes line with drying laundry. Though, Twilight saw a specific piece of clothing drying on the line. It was a cape much like her own, but instead of a dark green, it was that of light purple with star patterns and a matching wizards cap. Aaron didn't think much of it and went inside with Zecora, but Applejack and Twilight were stunned to see the garments. Wishing to confirm their suspicions, they followed close by Aaron and Zecora and heard the clinking of glass. Looking down, the two mares could see the floor covered in empty cider bottles of various brands. Aaron had managed to tip-toe across the land mine of glass as to not harm himself where he sat at what looked like a miniature dining table. He would have taken the couch at the edge of the room, if it weren't for the snoring pony sleeping on it in a hung over mess. Her silver mane spread out and tangled as her light blue coat was sticky with cider stains and her arm draped over her eyes. It was in fact Twilight's old friend, Trixie.

Twilight and Applejack slowly walked in, amazed that Zecora lived in such an utter mess. Their hooves making a trail across the floor to meet Aaron on the other side. Though, something was a bit off about the wagon. There were different rooms, closets and the living room like area seemed to cover a majority of volume of what they saw outside. "Zecora," Twilight began, almost tripping on a bottle as she made her way to meet her friend. "Not to be rude or anything, but don't you think-"

"That the room is a bit of a mess? Yes I have, and it is a distress. Trixie is a kind mare and has given me a new home. Though, it is quite difficult when I wish to roam." Twilight could tell that much as she approached the kitchen in an area that had less glass bottles about.

"Doesn't she clean this place? It smells like a bar in here."

"She does on occasion, finding that her mess needed to cleaned with a little persuasion."

"Well, I suspect it takes a lot of persuading'. This place looks like it hasn't been cleaned in some time." Applejack approached the sleeping mare, looking her over. "Hey. Trixie, yoo hoo. Wake up sleepin' beauty." The unicorn groaned out as her hung over nap was interrupted by some strange mare's voice. Looking up with tired eyes, Trixie caught the image of Applejack leaning over her.

"Ugh... Trixie is in no mood for hallucinations, too early." Trixie covered her eyes with her arm once more, shooing away what she thought was a strange pony in her home, prompting Applejack to giggle a bit. She stood up and went over to the kitchen. A certain memory of when she first met one another soon returned to seeing the sleeping mare and how she didn't deliver proper vengeance upon the boastful magician.

While that happened, Zecora and Twilight talked. "So, you said you can help us along our journey, Zecora."

"That I did promise, and I tent to keep my word. But to do such a thing without payment would most certainly be absurd."

"We don't have much, but I'm sure we can come to some sort of agre-"

"GAH!" The group of ponies turned their attention to Trixie and Applejack. Trixie had jutted awake as she felt her couch grow a bit moist. "Zecora! Intruders!" Trixie in a surprised action, the blue unicorn tackled Applejack to the ground and tried to throttle her, but wasn't gaining any ground. Applejack found her actions understandable, but her overall physical strength was just laughable.
Standing up, she pushed the unicorn off of her and shifting the ocean of bottles aside. "Would you get off'a me! We ain't intruding, we're guests. Zecora invited us over to visit." Trixie's attention turned to that of Zecora, and to her surprise Twlight Sparkle.

"O-Oh. Twilight." Trixie stood up and they could see her full form. She was an utter mess and wearing only her underwear which consisted of a black lace bra and panties, now made moist from Applejack's juvenile grudge, now satisfied. "Uh, please forgive me. We don't usually receive guests, especially so far out here." Trixie explained, trying to explain her current state.

"It's fine Trixie." Twilight began. "It's good to see you again."

"Likewise Twilight. It has been some time since we met last." She looked down at herself and blushed. "Um, can I have a minute to make myself presentable? I really don't want to talk like this."

"Sure, but hurry. This is just a quick visit. We have to get back to our journey as soon as possible." With that said, Trixie left for her room to make herself more presentable to her guests. Twilight turns to Zecora, her friendly smile fading. "So, what happened to her?" That question made Zecora sigh.

"Trixie has seen better days, but yet her spirit yet stays. Of misery and strife with which she is plagued, hopes for a better life I often hear her beg. To return to her glory days of which she was most happy, instead of her darkest days which she says is most crappy."

"Well, everypony is going through hardships. I never expected The Great and Powerful Trixie to fall so far."

"Not as far as you may think. Trixie has bounced back from her days of vomiting in her kitchen sink. When we met, she was oh so much more terrible. Crying herself to sleep at night was just so unbearable. I have done all I can to repair the damage these days have brought. But alas, it is as close about what young Trixie has sought." Twilight and the others jumped a bit as Trixie opened her doors to show herself. Wearing a plain shirt and sweat pants with her mane straightened, Trixie smiled at her friends and sat next to Aaron, raising a brow at him in confusion.

"Um... who's this."

"My name is Aaron. It is a pleasure to meet you. Twilight was just telling me how you two knew each other." Her face grew a tad darker, a look of regret in her eyes.

"U-Uh yes. Yes I was. I was telling him how we didn't get along at first, but we managed to come out as friends. Regardless of past occurrences." Trixie looked up at the purple unicorn, happy that Twilight didn't focus on the bad things she did to her like Trixie did when she remembered her past.

Applejack, not wanting to make things more awkward, looked to Twilight and cleared her throat, silently reminding her of something. Twilight caught the message and remembered. "Oh, that's right. Trixie, Zecora said she could help us along our journey. Make our walk go by faster." Trixie looked to confirm this by turning her gaze upon Zecora, who nodded back at Trixie.

"Very well, but what can you offer us? You don't look to be carrying much on you."

"I have several vial's of synthetic magic on hand."

"As well as several cans of food and some water," Applejack added. Trixie merely looked unimpressed by their offers of payment.

"I'm sorry, but that's not going to cut it. Not even for an hour. I'd like to know where you're going though and maybe we can come to some sort of agreement." Twilight smiled and took a seat, Aaron stepping out of his so the two unicorns could haggle.

"Okay, first thing's first. Where are you all heading?"

"Appleoosa. We-" Twilight was interrupted by Trixie, who held up a hand to silence her.

"That's... not going to happen," Trixie said in a rather serious tone.

"But... why not?"

"Because, there are several places we have learned to stay away from. One of which is Appleoosa."

"But we have to, Rainbow is being held there."

"And you what? Plan on busting her out? That is something I don't wish to stick around for."

"Then don't, take us as far as you can and we'll hoof it the rest of the way. You can do that, can't you?" Trixie was about to respond, her mouth freezing in place as she began to think it over. Twilight seemed dead set on going that direction and she knew she would not take no for an answer.

Trixie sighed and gave her answer. "Fine, I will take you to Appleoosa, as far as she will go. After that you're on your own." Twilight smiled at Trixie in thanks "BUT... it will come at a cost. As you can see, our home isn't in the best of shape. If you clean our home, we will supply you with transportation for the three of you. Plus, there is the account of living arrangements." Applejack and Twilight looked to one another and shrugged.

"Okay, what do you want for that?" Trixie paused for a moment. "The Great and Powerful Trixie would like to learn some new magic tricks. She has made a comeback around Equestria and would like new material to wow her crowds."

"Okay, I can-"

"And I want him as well." Trixie pointed to Aaron, who looked quite confused.

"E-Excuse me?" He asked.

"Why on in Equestria do you want Aaron for? He's not for sale."

"You misunderstand. I don't want to keep him, I just have a... special job I wish to have taken care of. To... take care of a little issue that has been an issue since last week and will only get worse unless taken care of." Zecora and Twilight looked to Trixie in shock, not believing what she was asking. Aaron didn't know what she was asking in the first place. Applejack tried to refrain herself from cracking a smile, trying to look as shocked as Twilight, but ultimately the facade never held up.

Twilight took a deep breath and exhaled, almost coming to a conclusion. "Will he be harmed?"

"Of course not. It's a simple job, I don't want any freeloaders on this wagon." Twilight looked to Aaron and he nodded, unaware of what he was getting himself into.

"Okay Trixie. You have a deal." With that said, the two mares shook hands.

"Alright then. I'll go fetch the laundry and we can get going." Trixie went to leave for the outside while Applejack pulled Twilight away to speak privately.

"You sure you want to do this Twi?" Applejack whispered.

"If it can shorten our walk to Appleoosa, even by a bit, then yes I want to take thi-"

"I ain't talkin' about the walk. I'm talking about the second deal." Applejack and Twilight looked back to Aaron, who was speaking with Zecora out of earshot. They were enjoying each others company, Aaron telling her of various things from his world and she was enjoying his stories, but AJ and Twilight could see that Zecora was anxious.

"It'll be fine. I trust Zecora completely. Besides, if he doesn't want to learn about estrus the easy way, then he'll just have to learn it the hard way." Twilight broke away from Applejack, wanting to get started on their work immediately. Trixie came back in with the dried laundry in hand and sat them down on the couch. Only to go to a random wall where a panel came loose where a map could be seen with strange markings on it and the wall. Using a pen with strange ink, Trixie dotted a line starting at a small star and going south on the map. Once Trixie finished laying out a path, the wagon began to vibrate softly before they could see the outside world begin to shift. Trixie had set them off on their path and now they would be saving their strength for the more dangerous road ahead of them.

~~~~~

Time went by as Twilight left to join Trixie in her room to teach Trixie new magic tricks, while Applejack and Aaron began to help with cleaning the wagon. Applejack and Aaron had gathered the ocean of bottles into trash bags, where Zecora would take them to her room for cleaning and act as containers for her potions. Aaron dragged the bags of used bottles to a corner of the room, where he could catch glimpses of Zecora looking his way before turning her attention in any other direction.

By this time, Aaron had gotten used to the smell emanating from Zecora, his nose having adapted to it as with many smells he once hated. Applejack, having finished the last of the bottles, looked to the make shift kitchen as well as the piled up dishes with old food, crust, and unidentifiable substances on the dishware. "Hey Aaron, I'm gonna get started on the dishes. Think you can help clear Zecora with the bags?"

Nodding, Aaron took hold of a bag of bottles and looked to Zecora. She was still wearing her cloak for some reason. Aaron didn't really care why she wore it, he was just curious because it looked all kinds of uncomfortable. "Um, Zecora, where is your room?"

"There is no need for a mystery. It is the door closest to you as you can see." Aaron looked to his left, where he saw two doors. He had learned that one was a closet, thus meaning the other was a room. Hauling the bag, he opened the door with the clinking of glass on his back. To his surprise, he found a room decorated much differently from the living room/kitchen. The held much tribal decor and what looked like some sort of alchemy set up in the far corner of the room. Potions, herbs, and a more placed on shelves and pockets, giving the room a scent like that of a doctor's office mixed with scented candles. "Just set them anywhere you wish." Zecora pushed passed him and entered her room, sitting on her bed.

"So, I gotta ask you Zecora and this has bugged me for some time." Zecora froze, thinking her ogling had been discovered by the human.

"How come this place is so big? I mean, just outside, I saw that it could barely fit three people... erm, ponies." Zecora let out an internal sigh of relief.

"I do not know the workings of this home's enchantments. But a home it surely has granted."

"I see. So, in laymen's terms... it's bigger on the inside?" He said with a restrained smirk on his face, while Zecora merely had a look of confusion.

"I... guess that is so. I know not what that means though."

Aaron chuckled a bit. "Never mind, just a human joke is all." The room grew rather quiet, Zecora biting her lip and Aaron rubbing the back of her head. Neither wanting to make eye contact. "So... I'll just go get the other bags and-"

"Wait!" Aaron froze where he stood. "I-I mean wait here please." She stood up and walked towards him. "I-I promise I will not displease." Aaron turned her and slowly smiled.

"Well... I guess I can stay for a biiiiiiiiiiii-" As he turned his head to meet her once again, he found that she had released her cloak to show what she was wearing. A tribal loin cloth of sorts with a bra to match as well as her jewelry. Her body was decorated in tribal tattoos perfectly complimenting her curvaceous form. The bra did little to hide her breasts but Aaron was starting to believe that was the point.

"I am sorry for what I am about to do. But I cannot hold myself longer, I desperately crave you." She said, slowly moving closer to Aaron, who was trying to back up from her, only to hit a wall. His brain was failing him on trying to understand what was going on, but all he could come to was Zecora was horny and she had her sights set out on him. A small lustful smile crept along Zecora's face as, her will power to restrain herself waning as the seconds ticked away.

Aaron's gaze went over to the open door out, his only chance out of the room and away from the lustful mare. He could hear a growl come from the estrus stricken mare. Returning his gaze to Zecora before seeing her pin him to the wall with both arms on both sides, Aaron's fear slowly rising as he looked into her eyes. The once kind blue eyes were now like that of a predator, eyeing her prey. "I-... I am so sorry my friend... I n-need this so bad." She stuttered, not bothering with the rhyme. Aaron was starting to feel sorry for her. Zecora pressed herself against him, drawing his attention to her breasts as she slowly started to grind herself against him. He was nervous, not having experienced anything like this before.

"Z-... Zecora." He had caught her attention, but the grinding did not stop. "H-How much do you nee- hahh!" He felt a hand graze his pants, testing the equipment. Her actions weren't in vain as she was getting the right reactions out of him.

"I am desperate for release. I have been this way for a week, and I wish for this feeling to cease." Aaron groaned as he took one last look at the open door. He liked Zecora, though their first encounter wasn't the best. She had opened her home to them and were giving them a ride across the desert.

"Okay." Zecora looked up to him with a look of awe. "If... we're going to do this, then... I'd rather have it consensual." Zecora had a look of utter joy on her muzzle as Aaron spoke. "But you need to know that... this is um... m-my first time." Zecora's eyes went back to that of lust as she brought him in for a kiss, only to break it before Aaron could register what happened.

Zecora smiled as she brought him to the bed, eager for what was to come. She sat him on the bed as she stood before him, a look of desire rampant through her blue eyes. She began to seductively remove her tattered bra to show him her C-cup breasts. Aaron gulped as his eyes were immediately transfixed on her chest, shivering with anticipation as his pants grew tighter and tighter. Zecora could see her efforts working and slowly trailed her hand down to her loin cloth, where in upon releasing showed Aaron her sopping crescent, the surrounding fur dampened and dark from her eagerness to finally satiate her needs.

It was not what Aaron was expecting by any means. It was different from a human completely. Her lips looked raw and stretched as it led to a small patch of swollen red flesh seeping her juices like a sponge. All while a large pink pearl slowly winked in and out as if it were alive.

Now that she had stripped, Aaron figured he'd do the same. He lacked the grace and finesse that Zecora had, more so taking his clothes off as if about to take a shower and not to get ready for sex. He started with the shirt, showing off his figure to Zecora then moving off to remove his pants. He was actually happy to remove his pants, having grown rather tight since Zecora let her cloak fall to the ground. As soon as the two exposed to one another, Zecora's eyes transfixed on Aaron's stiff manhood. A smile slowly growing on her face, though only for it to stop as she saw Aaron shivering. Her soft hand cupped his cheek to calm his nerves.

"You need not feel fear. I assure you that you are safe here." Zecora slowly trailed her hand from his cheek and crawled into bed with Aaron, only to get on her knees and present herself to him. She was mere inches from his face and he could smell her moist marehood, practically begging for him to rut her senseless. Taking a deep breath, Aaron took hold of her ass as she positioned himself to meet hers. He tried to calm himself as he gave her a small poke, prompting a small gasp from Zecora. "Please do not tease. Let us just get to the fun if you please."

"O-okay." His voice dripped with nervousness as he started to apply pressure, slowly pushing himself into her until he practically slid in with ease. The two gasped in pleasure, on the verge of losing themselves to the pleasure they felt. Aaron felt a multitude of new feelings. She was tight as a vice, yet he could feel himself slide in with plenty of room to spare. He slowly drove himself in further, feeling her inner walls part and her folds devour him more and more with an occasional spurt of her juices. He wanted to start slow, build up from the bottom and go to the top.

"Aaron... hahh... please, go faster," she cooed. Aaron smiled as he increased his thrusts, making an audible slapping sound as their hips connected which only grew louder as his speed and force did so as well. Zecora was starting to lose herself in the pleasure as he drove into her again and again and again, her inner walls parting in way of his erect manhood as it replaced her inner fire with blissful relief.

Zecora could feel Aaron drive her closer and closer to orgasm, her clitoris winking faster and faster as she tried to milk him for all he was worth, all the while Aaron's mind was starting to go numb as his breathing started to increase. Soon his breathing would match Zecora's in both pace and tempo. His thrusts, while mechanical, were doing the job for Zecora. "Oh goddesses! Fuck me, fuck me fuck me! Take me now, pleaaaase!" She begged, though it did sound rather strange to Aaron as she spoke but he would not question desires. He paused to re-position himself as he began to drive himself as deep as he could go, Zecora practically screaming at the top of her lungs as she felt him drive in with great strength. "I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" Her words held true as a gush of her fluids spurted from her marehood, creating a noticeable puddle on her bed. The sudden squeezing and convulsing of Zecora's inner walls had driven Aaron over the edge as he could feel the pressure that had built finally release itself. The two groaned in satisfaction as the two began to come down from their collective orgasm before falling forward, panting heavily as they tried to collect their breath.

"That was... wow." Was all Aaron could say as he could hear Zecora chuckle. She turned over on the bed to face him.

"You did well for your first time. Your actions were simply sublime. While you were not the best, you have surely brought this mare much-needed rest." Aaron blushed at her praise.

"Th-Thank you. I just can't believe I went through with it, let alone actually had sex with a different species." Zecora smiled and let out a yawn, her energy diminished from her fun with Aaron. "You're tired, I'm going to let you rest up." Aaron as he began to leave her bed.

"Do not leave me here in the wake of my bliss. If you think I want you gone, you are surely amiss." With a smile, Aaron joined her in the bed once more, Zecora wrapping her arms around him as she drifted off to sleep. Aaron smiled as he let out a yawn, having gone through the same thing as she did. His opinion on this world has starting to form and he was starting to like it more and more as he stayed in Equestria. He was rather eager to see what else this new world had to offer him.

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Looking over the kingdom in which she ruled, Nightmare Moon looked on at the world she once had ruled over. The devastated city of Canterlot laid in ruins. The once lively streets of nobles and the wealthy had abandoned their home long ago, leaving Nightmare Moon with the usurpers of the throne of which she once sat upon proudly.

"Mmmmm, what have we here." Nightmare sighed as she turned to meet her unwanted guest. Standing before her was a pony in an illustrious armor, gleaming like the sun. Dragging behind him was a long red cape, complimenting his ego nicely as a once dominating force in Equestria. His Black coat and mane gleamed as the well-groomed general slowly approached Nightmare Moon, a look of disgust in her eyes as he approached her. "Your Highness, tis a pleasure to see you yet again."

"Oh Sombra, I only wish I could say same for you." Nightmare turned to him fully, crossing her arms as she waited patiently for him to divulge why he was invading her presence. "Why are you here, cur?"

"Ah, you wound me so, Your Highness. And here I thought I would merely pay you a visit." Nightmare scoffed as she knew better.

"Do not take me for some common fool, snake." The two began to circle one another, waiting for one to lash out but she knew he would not dare strike his master's favorite trophy. Still, it was fun to tease him.

"Ohhhh, I know you are no full, Your Majesty. Of course, I could be wrong about that."

"What are you on about? Did you merely come here to call me names like some school foal?"

"Oh no. No no no no, I merely came to tell you something."

"Well then. Out with it Sombra. You are beginning to bore me." With a smile, Sombra vanished in a puff of smoke, only to appear behind her.

"I merely wish to extend my offer once last time." He held out a small box. Inside was a black crystal upon a ring. "Be my bride. You would be so much happier with me, my dear. You are wasted being with my master. He ignores you, treats you like his earnings and not the goddess you are." Sombra vanished again, this time, appearing before her, binding her arms behind her back and trailed his tongue along her neck. "I would see to it that you are treated like a goddess. pleasure night after night as you would bear my foals."

"And what could you possibly give me?"

"Love." Nightmare rolled her eyes at his response. She released herself from his grasp, only for his hands to wring her neck and squeeze tighter and tighter. "Or maybe... I should just take what I want." His eyes glowed with fury as well as his dark magics. Nightmare gasped for air as she dangled by his hand. She was not afraid, nor did she show fear. She knew he would not do anything, he knew better and would not go against his masters wishes. After his failed attempt at striking fear into the mare, he dropped her as Nightmare gasped for air. "I might not be able to do anything to you... but your sister," Nightmare's eyes shot up to meet his.

"You cannot do a thing! I have her protected, not a soul may harm her!"

"Oh, that is true... but the guards and I have found... other uses for that blasphemous mouth of hers." Nightmare's brow furrowed as she stood up. "Oh, did I finally break that wall of yours?"

"You will-"

"Will what? Stop? I don't think so. I mean, I am a stallion. I do need release."

"Then use one of your whores at your tower!"

"Oh, I would, but you know how Tirek doesn't like pets in the castle. I wouldn't want to disobey now, would I?" Sombra smiled as he saw her hand ball into a fist, her sharp nails digging into her palm as it drew blood. "Of course... if I had somepony who would... take care of my needs. I would surely stop, but the guards are used to using your sister as their personal toilet. If they had-"

"You... seriously aren't suggesting that I-"

"Shhhh. Don't talk. Think it over, I'm sure you'll make the right choice." Sombra had a devilish smile on his muzzle as he walked away from her. Letting his words do their damage as Nightmare felt sick to her stomach. She was in a corner and Sombra knew it. Nightmare stood up from the cold stone floor as she rubbed her neck. Seeing the general leave her quarters as he smirked at what he could do with the Queen of the Night. Nightmare would rather not do what he wanted, but if he would use Celestia, then she would gladly take her place instead.

Author's Notes:

Rhyming is hard. Anyway, thanks for sticking with me for this long guys. I'll try to get these out on a monthly basis, but I ain't promising anything.

Also, if you didn't like the clop then oh well. I'll try harder next time or if you don't like clop at all... trust me when I say that clop is the least of the bad stuff in this story.