Love's Hunt

by The Lunar Toaster

First published 10th of October, 2014

Being hunted by your marefriends is not a way you wish to die. Even if they promise you sex.

If you had a choice, which selection would seem favourable? Death by sex, or death by wilderness? Tough choice, huh. Well, for most- that's an easy choice. I however, did not have any choice. With the heat season right around the corner I'll have to test my wits and keep my skeleton intact while I try my damnedest to stay away from my sex-fueled marefriends.

This is a HIE fic. If you do not like Human in Equestria fics, the main character being named Anon or the story being in 1st person, run. Just turn around, run away and don't look back

Day 1

First off let me start by telling you that I love my marefriends. I would put myself before them any day of the week, except this week. Why do you say this week? Because it’s heat season, and even though I would do almost anything for them, this however is not one of those times.

It all started about a week ago when I was talking to Twilight in the Golden Oaks library. While we were discussing some topics the subject of estrus popped in somewhere. Twilight told me that the season would start next week, and this year’s was supposed to worst in quite a few years. She also warned me to keep clear of my marefriends during that week. I asked her why and she merely responded with.

“You’ll see.” She kind of freaked me out that day. I went back home to talk to my marefriends only to find the house empty. I won’t bore you with the house’s details just know that it is just a normal Ponyville house, the only addition is the forge in the backyard. I built the forge from the ground up to become Ponyville’s best blacksmith. But enough about this poor sod’s dream, and back to the mystery. I walked into our home to try and locate the three ghost when I stumbled upon a note on the fridge.

I looked in the pantry to see what we were out of, but all I could find was that all of the moon pies were gone. That doesn’t explain why they had to go to the market. I dropped the thought and just decided to wait by working out in the forge, but not before I get a snack. I grabbed some apples as I make my way out of the house towards the forge. Once outside I can see no smoke rising from the chimney of the forge. That must mean I was gone for quite awhile. I laid the apples down on one of the tables and head for the forge. I grab the poker and move some of the coal around to see if any still had some heat. I grab some logs and a firestone to light up the forge. With the flames coming to life I slide a slab of iron in so it can heat up. I’m currently working on a armor design for the royal guards. When I was young I found that solid gold made poor armor, so I decided to create new ones. I have been trying to make this new armor since, with little success.

After waiting for a good hour I took the slab out and started to hammer it into the shape of a chest plate. As I was working I heard a slight knocking sound over the ringing of the hammer. I wiped my eyes to rid them of the sweat from the forge. After laying the half molded piece of metal back into the forge I walked out to see a good old friend of mine. The person standing in the doorway was none other than Big Mac. I waved him over while I grabbed a towel to rub myself down.

“What brings you out here Mac?” I laid the towel across my shoulders and grabbed an apple when I felt him poke me with his finger. I turned around to see him point down the road. I walk down the road with Mac behind me when I heard it. It sounded like someone was carrying a cart full of stuff, but I couldn’t hear the cart. I looked back at Mac to see him shake his head while sighing-

“Are you going to help us or not?” I froze on the spot not able to turn around. That threatening tone and rough, but sexy, voice could only belong to one person. I forced myself to turn around to find all three of my marefriends with at least a whole shop’s worth of supplies behind them. I look to the lead mare, who happens to be holding all of the supplies with her magic.

“We would be most grateful if you helped us.” I rushed over and started to take some of the heavier things, unfortunately one of those happened to be a princess sized tent.

“Whoa there sugarcube, I’ll help you.” I nodded as I lifted some of the weight while Applejack took the other half.

“We thank thee for helping us. It was hard to carry all of this from the town.” I give Luna a small smile.

“It’s fine. Why did you buy the entire camping department?” I heard Rainbow Dash respond for her.

“We all wanted to talk to you about that. Big Mac, came we have some alone time with our coltfriend?”

“Eeyup.” I started to sweat buds. This is not going to be good.

I force my jaw closed after Luna finished. I started at the blankly as I rearrange my thoughts when one word comes to mind.

“Fuck.” I stand up from my place on the couch and walk over to the kitchen and start to take food out of the pantry.

“We have already packed you food for your trip.” I freeze with my hand on a box of cereal.

“I’ll go, but I’m going to go to bed first.” I put all of the food back just as RD storms in.

“Oh no mister, you are going now. We have no idea when it will hit, but we can already feel the effects.” I stare straight into her eyes.

“I don’t care if it hits tomorrow. I’m not going to go out into the woods in the evening when I don’t have a good camping spot.” I finish putting up the food and give RD a small peck on the cheek as I walk away.

“I know all of you wouldn't rape me in my sleep, so I’m going to bed,” I say with a touch of coldness. I head up the stairs ready to set up my trap.

My eyes slowly open as I hear a creak in the distance. I bolt up right to see shadows at the bottom of my doorway. As stealthily as I could I remove the blankets and head for the window. I open the window ready to jump out when I hear a door being bust open. Taking that as my cue I jump out of the window onto the soft grass below. Not wasting any of the precious time Celestia has offered me I run to my forge and scavenge for anything I could use in the forest.

As I was searching I heard a yell of frustration from the window I jumped from earlier. I grab the three apples still resting on the table from this afternoon and one of my finest swords with a flame enchantment on it. I sprint out of the forge heading towards the tree line when the front door in blasted outwards across the yard.

“I am a princess and you will do as I command!” I put more force behind my speed as I jump into the tree line. As my feet hit the ground I hear the three mares rush behind me hoping to find me. I hear a snap behind me signaling that one of my traps have gone off. I’m so glad that I watched Hunger Games. I smirk at my marefriends’ misfortune. I guess that’s what happens when you pull pranks on me.

I continue running for another hour or so, afraid of the demons behind me. While running I spot the old castle off in the distance, but don’t dare to take my chances. Luna knows that castle better than anyone. Instead I continued to run without stopping. I soon come across a nice clearing with a thick canopy for a roof, so that way RD won’t find me from the air.

I set my supplies down and began to take stock; one firestone, three… two apples, a blanket, a sword, and a small canteen. A disappointed sigh escapes me; this is a rather limited supply. Maybe I should have left yesterday…Well, there’s no point in whining about it now. I wrap all of the supplies in the blanket and walk around to find a nice hiding spot for it, eventually settling on a nice hollowed out hole in the stump of an old tree. Once my stock was hidden, I look around for some more supplies, and I end up coming across a trail leading to a nearby lake. Deciding to seize the opportunity to stock up on water, I head towards the lake.

I dip my head in to test it, which was nice and cool. With the temperature to my liking, I start to strip down to my bare skin and wash up, but then I hear a snapping sound behind me. My first instinct was to reach for my sword but I realize that I had left it back with the supplies. My attention then focuses on the tree line as I wait for whoever caused that snapping sound to show up. A splashing sound reaches my ears and I whip around to catch the culprit, only to see the ripples of the splash. Fearing for my safety, I jump out as fast as I can, and then I slowly I start to ease my way back towards the clearing, but I was halted by the most stunning sight.

“Where you goin’ sugarcube?” I stood there frozen as Aj walks out of the water. She started to slowly walk out of the water like a snake. She swayed side to side seductively as she gave me a lustful gaze. She was naked with water flowing down her fur dripping off the splits. Her ample breast bouncing slightly whenever she took a step. Her flank was swaying side to side in an almost hypnotic fashion. I broke myself from my marefriend’s spell and ran as if the devil himself were on my heels, which I think he is, or more or less a demoness. As I was running I throw my shirt on and my hat. Nearing the tree line I could see Luna and RD sniffing around the campsite.

“Now now sugarcube. I want you all to myself.” I glance behind me to see Applejack standing a few feet behind me. I sprint to my right not even looking where I’m going. I guess my recklessness cause the other mares to pick up on my trail. I dived beside the tree and yanked the supplies out while the mares gained on me. I twist around and launch off the tree towards god knows where. After running for a little bit I slowed my pace to a slight jog while I followed a small river. As I was jogging I could see the river picking up in rapids as I travel. While looking at the river I failed to notice the slight slope in the hill. Before I knew it my foot had already slipped out from under me and I was heading straight for the rock on the walls of the river. I closed my eyes waiting for the darkness to take me. I didn’t have to wait long. I felt a searing pain in my skull before I passed out falling into the ice cold river.

Author's Notes:

Let the hunt begin! And don't forget that thumbs up button, it really helps.

I also edited it a bit more, seeing as there were some errors.

The Great Rewrite, Day 2.

The sun was assaulting my face. It felt as if I had been sitting in the sun for a good four hours. To make things worse, I didn't even pack my sunscreen! I can feel this cool tingling sensation sloshing against my feet, it feels nice. What doesn't feel nice however is the pain that has just made itself known very suddenly. I grimace in agony, my hand automatically finding its way to the bloody scrape on the back of my head.

"Jesus... bloody fuckin' arrgh," I said, my voice sounding all grungy and crusty. A small grunt ebbed its way out of my throat as I lifted up my head, peering down the river. There is absolutely nothing that I can even begin to recognize - aside from the fact that this looked quite like the Everfree forest. With great regret, I slowly start to stand up. Ow, ow. No, clearly something dislodged itself when I was out. Five minutes of pained grunting aside, I was ready to challenge the world. Wielding nothing but a sword and my three- ahhh wait, where's my sword.

I begin to panic a little, my eyes scanning the river shore in the shy attempt that I'll end up finding my bag. I proceed up the river, maybe it found its way up stream? That might just be the case. My feet snapped, crackled, and popped on its way down the shore and-- bingo! The blanket was still wrapped up, albeit soaking wet, but it still contained everything except one of the apples. Further down stream, I found my sword.

My body ached as I stood back up, the bag now securely strapped to my back with sword in tow.

"I need to make some headway before my marefriends end up finding me, I refuse to be killed by snu-snu," I planned out loud. My hazel eyes staring up stream as I then proceeded forth. Not even two seconds in and the bush to the left of me rustled, stopping me dead in my tracks. My heart had chosen to try to escape from my chest, beating against my ribs in its attempt to flee the situation. I drew my sword and crouched down low, eyes directly on the rustling bush. It sounded so goddamn loud when everything was this quiet.

I can almost hear the intense music building up as the creature in the bush revealed it self. I let out a cry that died as quick as it came.

"Angel?" It nods, looking sort of proud that he'd manage to scare the willies out of me. "Argh, don't do that! You damn near scared me half to hell!" I scolded, giving him a rather intense stink eye. After a few moments, I dropped the whole thing. I had bigger problems to worry about. One of which was definitely the distant sound of another ponies voice. It was quiet, but definitely had an edge to it.

Angel looked at me frantically, motioning for me to pick him up. Getting the meaning, I scooped him up and began to speed-hobble away from the voice. Intuition told me that that was definitely Butterbutts voice and that the heat was making her very very desperate.

"Angel! Come out! I wouldn't hurt you for anything!" she called out. It worried me that her voice was already so close. In a quick moment of speedy thinking, I slipped underneath a rather dense bush and cupped my hand over my mouth to keep myself from breathing too loud. Now, I know Angel has done some things- but I'm sure it's all in the sake of being raised with a silver spoon in his mouth. In this instance, we were life long friends in the middle of a great war. Neither of us moved.

"Angel- please. We were only having a little bit of fun!" Fluttershy said again, but it was deadly close. As if she was hovering right above the bush. I cupped my hand around his ear and whispered almost silently to Angel. "Don't move. Don't breathe. Don't even blink,"

He'd respond with a small but curt nod, staring outside of the bush with a glint of fear in his eyes.

"Angel! I can smell you, I know you're close!" her hooves landed right directly outside of the bush, causing the two of us to tense up. The pungent smell of flowers and musk practically radiated from this mare and whether it be magic or just how damn powerful her pheromones were it started to make me slightly dizzy. But before it got any worse and suddenly took off without warning, still calling out the bunnies name until her voice faded to nothing. The both of us sat there for another good 5 minutes before Angel felt it was safe to move. His body quivered a little, but he braved the trek outside of the safe-haven bush and looked about. Feeling that it was safe, he turned around and smiled at me.

Within the seconds that he'd turned around a pair of yellow hands snatched him up from the ground, a look of fright plastered on his face.

"There you are! I've been looking everywhere for you!" she said. Either I hadn't noticed it or we couldn't hear her wings. But she'd expertly juked Angel into thinking she was completely gone. Damn that mare!

After a few moments of saying sweet nothings to him, she'd gone silent. The soft sounds of sniffing could be heard. "...Angel, were you with Anon recently?" Don't give me out, comrade. Don't let her know.
"You were? Where? His family is looking for him!"
No! Angel!
"Angel, we need to find him!" her tone was serious, but I wasn't moving. I'm not dying today, thank you.

For a few moments there was nothing, she'd gone very quiet. Without warning Fluttershy yelped, following the sounds of a slight scuffle. "A-Angel no! I just found you!" he plopped to the ground right in front of the bush, glancing back and taking off suddenly. Your sacrifice will not be forgotten, I thought to myself, watching as Fluttershy flew after him. I only saw it now, but she was completely buck naked. Don't get me wrong. But she is some serious eye candy when you're not at risk for being kidnapped and fucked to death.

Stone-mode, don't fail me now.

I sat there for a solid fifteen minutes. Any reasonable person would've stayed there only until she was out of sight, but I needed to play it safe. My leg hurt and running felt like I took a dragon claw and went ham on my tendons. There's points in your life where you need to ask yourself though- 'where did I go wrong?'

This is where it went wrong.

I shuffled out from underneath the bush, giving everything- and I mean bloody everything a detailed look. Feeling that I was safe I slowly stood up and began to hobble downstream. There was a fresh line of dripping arousal the other way, so I'd figured...
Drip.
Something warm and wet had just landed itself right on the back of my neck. It was warm, smelled like someone shoved a flower down my nose and it made my head a bit dizzy. I slowly turned around and looked up, catching sight of the naked yellow pegasus flapping silently above me. Her eyes screamed her lust and the way she licked her lips didn't help. I detached myself from the butter-coloured pony flying above me and realized exactly what's about to happen.

I made a break for it, my leg shouting in surges of pain with every footstep I'd made, but my buddy adrenaline knew how to handle that. I ran harder and faster, the pain coming to a light throb as I tore down the riverside. I could practically feel her breathing down my neck, even at full sprint.

"Where are you going, Anon~?" she said with a sultry tone in my ear. This distracted me enough to not notice the jagged rock that I was intending on jumping over, which I instead tripped very painfully on. A tree branch caught my arm, tearing open a new wound followed by the worst belly burner in the world. I am now the proud owner of one profusely bleeding gash and possibly the absolute worst scrape on my chest.

"Anon! Oh sweet Celestia I'm so sorry!" she shouted, her hands resting on my back lightly and slowly rolling me over. With the speed of a seasoned doctor, she's already got some old yarrow leaves from a dead bush and crushed them up in less than a minute. I tensed and let out a pained moan as she applied the yarrow dust to the wound. It more or less worked, but it was more for minor wounds. Whatever, it still slowed it down.

"I-I'm bringing you to my cottage, I'll have you fully patched up there okay?" she said quickly, taking me in her arms with a small grunt. It took her a couple tries, but we eventually got into the air and moving.

It didn't take long for us to get to her cottage. Around three minutes worth of random blackouts and many apologies from Fluttershy. She practically kicked in her door, rushing me to her bed. It was kind of surprising how strong she was when she had a dire motive. I had no intentions of moving, everything hurt. But I did feel bad for getting a bit of my blood all over her bed.

She moves back with several bandages, antiseptic and a potion. She looked and me, uncorking it and drinking it for herself.

"I-It represses my heat, it'll help me think far more clearly," she said. I have lots of respect for this mare. She gingerly takes my arm and examines it carefully. "I'm going to clear out your wound, but I will need to give you stitches,"

My world was already rotating around me, so why not. Within the first process, my brain had decided enough was enough for one day.

Thump thump thump. "Fluttershy, we have an emergency! We can't find Anon anywhere!"
...
Thump thump thump thump! "Fluttershy!"
I felt my body get scooped up roughly, the pain ebbing its way into my subconscious haze.
"Anon, don't move. If you do, they'll find you and Celestia knows what they'll do," she whispered hastily.

I lolled my head about and found myself falling back into the murky darkness.

Author's Notes:

I was severely dis-satisfied with how the last chapters turned out. So this is where I come in around three years into the future. There shouldn't be any more comma parties now. Maybe.

Day 2 - Too close for comfort

Wherever Fluttershy had holed me up in was definitely not the most comfortable spot in the world. But it really also didn't help that my head swam horribly with the commotion that was happening outside the door.

"I can smell him on you, Fluttershy. Where is he?" one said, it sounded... vaguely like Luna.

A pitiful mumble was their reply. They didn't seem too thrilled about it.

"Well why didn't ya bring him to us? We need him right now!" a scratchy voice replied.

The same pitiful mumble was their reply. I heard one of them shift a little, then slow careful footsteps started to come my way. I could practically feel the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end.

"Hmmn," there was a few moments of silence. The board next to me began to jiggle a little bit before one of the voices rose again.

"Who's blood is this?" they seemed alarmed.

The small voice replied and just like that, a whole flurry of questions arose. With all three of these voices talking at once it was tough to make out anything that they were saying.

"QUIET!" definitely-Luna shouted, the whole house had rumbled with it and with that close confined space I was in, I could hear nothing but the ringing in my ears. Although, it was definitely nice that it was quiet afterward.

"Fluttershy, explain everything that happened," one could practically feel her gaze bounce between the rest of them. But what had followed was possibly the most stressful and boring experience of my life.

It was three painstakingly long hours later. My legs and arms screamed to be moved and stretched. The only amount of movement I'd had was a few inches here and there.

It was music to my ears when I heard the first moans. They were getting frisky in the other room. The aroma of sex floated in around 15 minutes later. They were really hammering eachother in there. Despite the utter pain that my arms and legs were in, let alone the throbbing wounds across my body I gently pulled open the door. The cool air rushed into the small cabinet like space I was held in, giving me the ultimate sense of euphoria. But I couldn't stop and smell the fresh air quite yet.

With all the might of a 400 year old elderly man, I scooted out of the space. My arms and legs stretching themselves out on their own. I'd lay there on the floor for a good five minutes, the sounds of passionate love making still going on in the background. Deeming that I was safe, I slowly stood up and immediately almost fell over. It was like my first steps all over again. For the moment, I walked in a small circle allowing my strength to return.

Once I was sure I knew I was okay for running- if need be- I crouched back down and peered into my hidey-hole. My sword had been smooshed into my side, which does explain that discomfort. I grabbed it, sheathing it into one of my belt loops. This action brought me back into my childhood. I still remember getting those dollar store ninja swords and doing the exact same thing. Although, I also do remember it being very unweildly.

I took some steps toward the kitchen, eyeballing that door. By the gods, I needed something to eat first. If my stomachs angry growling was anything to take by, I needed something to eat. Like now. This led me on the journey through Fluttershy's cabinets and eating whatever was edible on its own- whether it tasted nice or not.

When I was finished barraging Fluttershy's cabinets, I sauntered to the door as quietly as possible. I glanced behind me, seeing Applejack staring at me with her mouth gawked and turned back to the door.

"Ohjesusfuck!" I shouted as she was suddenly upon me in an instant, holding me up by the collar of my shirt.

"Girls! I've got him! Come quick!" she shouted, a commotion in the other room following short after. In a moment of brilliance and quick thinking, I pressed my feet against her belly and shoved. She didn't move a single inch, but my collar did. It tore to shreds as I launched myself through the door. Ouch.

Ouch ouch ouch. Ouch ouch? Yeow.

You have never known true pain until you have had door splinters javelin through your back. Whatever the case, the spectacle was enough to distact Applejack for a moment. That moment was all I needed as I shoved myself up and sprinted for dear life. Every step I took from there was pain.

I couldn't run for long though, I heard the tell-tale signs of an incoming Rainbow Dash as well. That's not good. I pushed myself harder than I've ever run before, the adrenaline rush alone making it ease to deal with the pain I was in. If you're having trouble imagining what I look like right now, imagine a tall tattered man trying to cosplay as Sonic the Hedgehog with splinters while covered in blood. Screaming.

If that wasn't enough to make you question life, I don't know what to do for you.

I felt two arms hook under mine in mid-stride and _jerk_ me up. Within a few moments I was soaring through the air. I looked up to a very concerned Rainbow Dash, who was now only trying to stop you from panicking.

"Anon! Quit! I-If you keep struggling I'll end up dropping you!" she shouted over the wind.

"I'm not dying to sex, damn it!" I responded, still struggling.

"What- is this what that's all about?! I get being afraid of Applejack, but this is getting ridiculous now! You look like you just got out of a war for Celestia's sake!"

I stopped struggling for the moment. "...what?"

She flashed an angry look at me. "Don't be stupid, Anon. We might be in heat but we're not going to kill you. You're acting more and more like you're interested in STALLIONS. STALLIONS, ANON."

She posed a really good point there actually. This entire time I've been running because I was too damn afraid of the consequences but... "every other heat season I keep hearing stuff about other guys having to get surgery for how roughly their herd treats them! I don't want that to happen to me!"

"Yeah? And you have an ancient goddess princess as a herd member. Do you not think that she didn't have any precautions at all?"

The wind around us filled in my silence and I let my head hang for the moment.
"I'm going to take you to my place and get you patched up, okay? But from then on we're going back. No ifs or buts. Only our butts."

I let out a small chuckle. "That's... that's really cheesy even for you Rainbow. I thought you had standards."

Whether by accident or not, she let me slip a little which made my arms jerk up and cling to hers tightly. So maybe I overthought things a little... but it was all in good faith. Even if I hurt myself more than they would've hurt me. I guess I'll just have to see.

Author's Notes:

Before you raise arms, I promise smut. In the meantime, just be glad I'm allowing this story to rest.