"Yes! Pound it! Plow me like Big Mac plows his fields!" Zecora was huddled over Fluttershy, sweating profusely as she rammed into Fluttershy's neathers, the yellow Pegasus bracing herself on the couch. "Hit it like you mean it!" Fluttershy screamed, barely holding onto the couch arm as Zecora's powerful thrusts started to shake her furniture apart."So,So close.,just a little more..." Fluttershy felt her orgasm quickly creep up on her and right before her peek squeezed down her backside holding Zecora inside, Her own quivering and shaking orgasm finishing off Zecora as well. "Oh...so warm, I love that feeling when you finish Zecora."

"You orgasm you bide lets me cum inside but even though you still have fire I'm afraid I must soon retire."

Fluttershy giggled to herself as she slowly pulled off Zecora's member, still holding it tightly inside her to elicit a few more moans of pleasure from the exhausted Zebra. "You have done more than enough. I mean honestly, twenty-one times in just seven days is more than anyone could ever hope for." Fluttershy looked over at the clock which read ten PM exactly. "Oh my, It looks like I'm about a hour late feeding Angel bunny his dinner. Zecora could you help me..." Fluttershy looked over the Zebra who was dead asleep on the couch. "Oh, never mind then. I guess four times today alone was a bit much."

Fluttershy turned her attention to the small hole on the wall on the far side of the room. "You can come out now Angel bunny, momma's no longer doing anything dirty." Two ears poked out from the hole, followed by a pair of terrified black beady eyes. "Come on Angel, It's time for dinner." The rabbit's eyes darted over to the sleeping Zebra on the couch. Slowly he steeped out making hand signals with a finger going into a hole, in and out.

"Oh, no we are done doing that stuff, my estrus will be over tonight and she's already tired out."

The rabbit stepped out and started waving his arms and chattering incessantly, Fluttershy watching his movements, trying to translate everything he was saying.

"What do you mean we buck so much it even makes rabbits blush?"

Angel thrust his hips and mouthed some of the choice words Fluttershy was screaming over the past week, then moved his arm in a whipping fashion.

"Well, yes. I did scream 'eat the whip cream off my pussy! Whip my ass harder!' a couple of days ago."

Angel grabbed is ears and pulled them down to his side chattering angrily.

"Oh you didn't know about the whip cream part, would it help to know there was a cherry on top at least?'

Angel shook his head back and fourth, clamping down on his ears as he chattered angrily.

"What does TMI mean Angel?"

The rabbit rolled his eyes and tapped his foot rapidly on the floor as he chattered again.

"Oh, it means 'too much information'. And no my name is not 'Ms. kinky' thank you very much."

Angel shrugged and opened his mouth, pointing his finger inside.

"Yes I know, I'm a little late with your dinner tonight. How about I make you a fruit salad, with a banana, whip cream and a cherry on top?"

Angel had a look on his face that even a non-animal communicator could understand. His fake retching and shivers of disgust making even the dead asleep Zecora stir.

"Oh well, no banana, whip cream or cherry on top then. Maybe a cucumber?" Fluttershy looked up on top of her fridge. "Oh wait, we used that cucumber for umm...'extracurricular activities' two nights ago."

Angels jaw hit the floor as he mouthed the words that almost looked like "Oh come on!"

Zecora's hooves hit the warm grassy ground. Her body feeling lighter than air and her hair flowing in the warm summer-like breeze. "Ahh, always feels good in this dream." Zecora inhaled deeply staring into the half sunrise half moonrise dream sky. On the horizon a small patch of fog was forming, slowly at first but then picking up pace, arcs of blue lightning flowing freely from its sides. I do not remember that being here Zecora thought. The fog Swirled inward, faster and faster, the arcs of lightning focusing themselves on the center.

The cloud of fog glowered red hot and exploded onto the rest of the grassy field, cloaking the entire area with thick fog. "Who goes there?" she asked to no reply. "I asked who goes there, you have much to explain to be intruding in my dreams."

A deep echoing voice came from the clouds of fog. "Zecora of the Wind Runners, I have come to warn you about future*cough cough* wheeze* jeeze, it always sounds so easy and cool to do in the movies." The voice changed from a deep echo to that of a particularly whiny colt. The fog slowly cleared to reveal a smaller than average sized colt wearing wood armor with a bone outline, a pair of green rusted bracers around his forelegs and a helmet entirely to big for his head. A magnifying glass cutie-mark rested on his flank.

"Zippy? Zippy of the Hidden Mists tribe?"

"Yes, long time no see Zecora and the name's captain zippy if you will."

Zecora rushed forward and embraced the colt in a bone crushing hug. "Oh it has been too long, the last time I saw you was just as you entered the boarder patrol. Now look at you." Zecora pointed to a red phoenix badge on the center of Zippy's helmet "You made captain of the boarder patrol."

The colt staggered a bit after Zecora let go, his helmet falling over his eyes as he regained some of his composure. "Blasted thing, asked for size five not eleven" he mumbled under his breath as he readjusted his attire.

"So what brings you to my dreams? It's not like you to be this invasive. Or melodramatic."

"Well Zecora, I bring grim news, Maskia of the Wind Runners has declared you a traitor to her tribe. She has asked for the boarder guards to allow her safe passage into Equestrian lands on a diplomatic mission for your extradition."

"I see. How long do I have before she reaches Equestria?"

"Well I have connections with the port authority and control the paper work for anyone crossing the boarder. With Maskia having caused two wars with neighboring tribes after your mothers passing I can keep her tied up for at least a year and a half, if not more."

Zecora stared at the colt for a moment, as if glaring into his soul. "There is something you're not telling me young one. You can be open here, no one can hurt you."

The colt kicked the grass, staring at the ground. "Zecora, every tribe has already gotten word of how you humiliated Maskia at the astral springs a week or so ago. The big three want your head on a platter over here, while the smaller tribes like mine are behind you one hundred percent but...."

"But what?"

"Despite your mothers influence and all the help she gave us the smaller tribes are not capable of fighting the big three in a civil war. Maskia's economic bullying has dwindled our coffers and the drought this year is completely unnatural. I'm afraid the best we can do it delay her politically."

Zecora gave a heavy sigh. "All this over me. I was better off keeping the situation between me and Fluttershy personal."

"I do have a suggestion. Take your situation to princess Celestia. If you can get permanent citizenship or diplomatic immunity, Maskia won't be able to enter equestrian territory or secure your extradition for punishment."

"Let me guess, the punishment is death right?"

"Far worse I'm afraid. I heard rumors she planned a virtual smorgasbord of tortures for you including" The colt gulped nervously before lowering his voice to a barely audible whisper. "Death by grinder."

"Disgusting, Celestia would never allow a extradition for that form of punishment. I am appalled that the other two main tribes have not forced her to abolish such horrific tortures." Zecora snorted angrily, gritting her teeth. "If I had only stayed in my home land after mother passed, none of this would be happening."

"Well the other two may as well be in Maskia's control. The old leaders of each passed away allowing her to set up puppet leaders in each."

"Hmm, that won't end well."

"If is any condolences she is incapable of using 'The Spear of Sealing' on you."

"That thing still exists? I thought it's usage was abolished centuries ago?"

"I'm afraid not, the original was destroyed but Maskia forged another one. Shes been using it on dissenters and those she deems unclean for the past two years."

"What!? How dare she! Only a monster would use that weapon as punishment!"

Zippy adjusted his helmet again before raising a hoof to calm Zecora down. "We stole it from her, it's currently hidden in a undisclosed location although our shaman have yet to find a way to destroy it."

"I am not surprised. The last one took Celestia nearly week of effort to destroy and even then she was severely weakened by the backlash."

Zippy looked over his shoulder meekly, shuffling his hooves. "I have to go now, I'm due for duty in less than five minutes. If they catch me napping to communicate with you I'll never hear the end of it from my superiors."

Zecora gave the stout captain another hug. "Thank you for your help young one. It lightens my heart to see you are doing so well."

"Good to see you too."

The fog started to swirl around Zippy, lightning crackling off his body until nothing was left of him. Zecora looked into the half-moonrise , half-sunrise sky contemplating her next move. "I guess I will need to set up a formal meeting with princess Celestia, maybe Twilight Sparkle could help set that up."

"Zecora? Zecora? Wake up sleepy head." Fluttershy busily rocked Zecora's body back and forth in an attempt to wake her. "C'mon Zecora, your breakfast will get cold."

Zecora slowly awoke to find a pair of excited, vibrant cyan eyes looking over her. "Good morning dear Fluttershy, you appear to be up early today."

Fluttershy arced her head to the side quizzically. "Early? It's almost ten-thirty silly."

Zecora looked over Fluttershy's shoulder at the clock above the kitchen doorway. "Indeed it is. Seems I have slept in a bit."

"Oh, that's fine. You were really exhausted last night let alone all the ...other activities during the last week." Zecora blushed scratching behind her head. "Anyways I made corn grits, oatmeal and pancakes for breakfast. Do you like tea or juice with your breakfast?"

"Juice if you would be so kind."

"Radish, grape or orange?"

"Ora...wait...radish?"

"Oh yes, it gives Pegasus wings such a nice shine to them, back when I was working with photo finish she had me stop drinking it for awhile. She said it made the camera lens flare too much, whatever that means."

"I guess i can try radish juice, if you would be so kind."

Fluttershy hovered off into the kitchen, leaving Zecora with her food and thoughts from the dream she had. Do I tell Fluttershy what is wrong or do I try and solve this without worrying her. Zecora pondered how to go about getting in contact with Celestia when a clank from a mug of juice hitting the table broke her concentration.

"You seem preoccupied Zecora, normally your breakfast would half gone by now, especially after all that rutting yesterday. Is there something wrong with my cooking?"

"Oh no" Zecora grinned. "Your cooking is just fine. I was just umm" C'mon think fast "Thinking of maybe us having dinner this Friday? A movie perhaps?"

"Fluttershy's eyes lit up like the end of the summer sun celebration. "I would very much like that. I mean yeah we kinda did the whole dating thing in reverse but I enjoy your company all the same."

"As do I, dear Fluttershy."

The two mares ate breakfast, Zecora trying the radish juice only to find out that Fluttershy makes it with horse radish.

"*pppfffttt* This is probably the most terrible thing I have ever drank."

"I guess it's a acquired taste, I been drinking it ever since I moved to Ponyville."

Zecora munched on her pancakes in effort to get the terrible burning taste out of her mouth. "Well at least the rest of the food is acceptable. Honestly though Pegasus actually drink that?"

"Oh well, I do but most others don't. Most other Pegasi prefer speed over good looking plumage."

Zecora finished off her pancakes and although she still felt rather ravenous she needed to see Twilight Sparkle as soon as she could. "I am sorry Fluttershy, that I cannot stay longer but I do have errands to do in the town and at my home."

"That's no problem, I need to be getting to work on my morning rounds. I guess I'll see you this coming Friday?"

"If not sooner."

Zecora gave Fluttershy a loving nuzzle and a peck on the cheek, making the Pegasus go a deep shade of crimson. Heading for the door she was stopped by a shout from be hind her.

"Zecora, Stop!"

"Is something wrong?"

"You might want to remove that umm...thing between your legs, you might give other mares in town the wrong impression."

Zecora looked between her legs, The magical member was still attached between them, swishing back and fourth as it lacked a sheath to retract into. "Oh well, that wont do. Thanks for the save."

"No problem. The last thing you need today is to rock out with your cock out in public."

Both mares shared a giggle.

"I guess that would send the wrong message." Zecora's eyes lit up and the false member unstrapped at he back and fell to the floor with a thud. "You have no idea how it feels to have that thing no longer weighing me down." Zecora looked around the room, apparently she had forgotten to bring any saddle bags with her. "Umm Fluttershy, can I leave this here with you for now?"

"It's not problem, carrying this around town in your mouth would be just as awkward." Fluttershy picked up the magical member and set it in her top drawer in her living room hutch. "You can pick it later. Have fun in town." Fluttershy gave Zecora a quick peck on the cheek as she left her home, the Zebra blushing lightly as she closed the door behind her.

Fluttershy turned to head to the kitchen when she was stopped by her companion Angel. "Don't worry I made some radish juice for you too."

The rabbit glared at Fluttershy then at the drawer she put Zecora's magical member in, making had motions all the while.

"No Angel I'm not going to do any funny stuff with Zecora's appendage and no, I am not a called 'Ms. Kinky' , for that you get no breakfast."

The rabbit rolled his eyes and chattered what sounded like a pleading apology.

"Well okay then, I'll still fix your breakfast but in exchange for being lenient I get to talk about all the fun adventures I had over the last week."

Angel pulled his ears down, a look of fresh horror on his face. I will need counseling after this he thought to himself as Fluttershy described to him what a "sixty-nine" was.

The town of Ponyville was a bustle with activity. Ponies peddling their wares, chatting as they ate breakfast at sugar-cube corner or in some ponies case, just coming out of a drunken daze.

"But...Carrot..can I call ya Carrot? See I have this idea for amazing wine but I need your *hic* help to make it. Will ya loan me a couple dozen carrots?"

"For the last time Berry Punch no, I will not be swindled into helping you get wasted. Besides I don't think you can make wine out of carrots."

"But...but Carrot, ponypedia said I could."

It felt good to see most of the town back to normal. Zecora could still smell some late bloomers going into estrus but for the most part the town didn't reek of female musk like it did last week. Passing through the town square she could hear familiar voices shouting out their goods. One felt somewhat out of place however.

"Apple fritters, apple pie, apple cupcakes, get em fresh here. Best apples in Equestria and iffin someone told you otherwise they were prolly lyin." A bright orange mare, Applejack, was busy ushering in customers, barely getting any time to yell her advertisement as the bits practically flew her way.

"Apple fondu anyone? Maybe some Apple caviar surprise? Miss would you like a free sample of my Apple fondu?"

"Rarity didn I tells ya ta lay of the fancy smancy stuff while you were paying me back this week?"

"Fine, but don't blame me for trying to bring a little style and finesse into your culinary shack."

"i didn understand a word you said darlin but we have a order of fifty Apple muffins due to the local mail sortin facility. If Derpy doesn't get her monthly order then it's my hide and eventually yours when she loses yer mail. So get bakin.

Rarity looked like she wanted to chew Applejacks face off but changed her demeanor when customers stared at her.

Zecora giggled to herself and trotted off into a nearby alleyway, a shortcut of sorts to the library where Twilight Sparkle lived. Around halfway she noticed a familiar bronze colt sweeping up the alleyway between the shops, he was wearing a orange vest and had bandages all around his midsection where Zecora knew she pinned him a week earlier. The colt turned around, humming to himself as he swept but went dead silent when he spotted Zecora, the broom dropping from his mouth with a loud thud.

"Y-y-you!" The colt said quivering in fear. "You're here to kill me aren't you?"

Zecora sized up the colt. Despite her former encounter with the colt and the feeling that she should have done more to teach him a lesson, something inside said that she shouldn't, that Fluttershy would most definitely disprove of her seeking vengeance.

"Z-zecora was it" The colt spoke up after a short staring contest. "I-I'm really, really sorry about what I did to Fluttershy. It was my second year you know, being active that way. I know that doesn't excuse what I did but please believe me, some of that was hormones. I'm sure you have read that even stallions can't control themselves sometimes so...please forgive me...I don't want to die."

Something inside Zecora felt pity, she knew that this colt tried to rape one of her dear friends but he was somewhat right, he was barely past mating age and even though that didn't completely excuse his behavior, it was also some of his parents blame for not keeping him on the right hormone re-balance medication to avoid him going into "Mad stallion heat" as her people called it.

"Young one, what is your name?"

"Bro...Bronze Hoof ma'am" The colt said nervously.

"I see. I bear you no I'll will but the one you need to apologize to is Fluttershy, not me."

"I..I want to but I am on public service duty until mating season is over."

"Is that what the orange vest is for?"

"I...I turned myself in after my mom took me to the hospital to get these ribs taken care of. Nurse Red heart gave me a blood test and I came back positive for severe hormone imbalance. After the meds she gave me kicked in I felt so guilty for trying to do what I did to Fluttershy, so I turned myself in to the local guards."

"And your punishment was, this?"

"The guards didn't seem surprised, they said this happens to a few colts every year and that they were already notified of my condition by Red Heart. So they gave me a supply of suppressing medication and said hard work for three weeks will keep my mind off all the mares in heat. I know this doesn't seem like a punishment but ya gotta believe me. I am truly sorry."

Zecora walked up to Bronze Hoof, who immediately dropped to the ground out of fear, covering his head. A nagging urge to just give him one more kick in anger crept around in her mind but quickly faded, it was replaced by a sense of pity. Perhaps she thought that she was being too hard on him, everypony makes mistakes and although what he attempted was indeed horrible, he was at least making the effort to learn from them. Zecora lowered her hoof slowly towards the colt.

"Please don't hurt me... I swear I didn't mean it."

She placed her hoof on the colt's shoulder. "I forgive you young one but as I said the one you should seek forgiveness from is Fluttershy."

Bronze Hoof looked up into Zecora's soft turquoise eyes and mumbled while crying. "Y-you're not going to kill me...bu-but I heard Zebra are unforgiving, my friends said you were going to hunt me down. Isn't that why you are in this alley?"

Zecora felt the urge to slap the colt across the face but composed herself. "That may be true of some tribes but living here in Equestria these past few years has shown me that anger and hate breeds nothing more but the same thing. A vicious cycle if you never stop it." Zecora picked the younger colt off the ground, patting him on the shoulder as he dried his tears. "Forgiveness shines in everypony young one, never forget that."

Zecora passed Bronze Hoof in the alley smiling as she headed to the open field on the other side. "Z-zecora, thank you, one day I'll return your kindness."

"I will hold you to that" she replied.

The rest of the trip was uneventful, soon Zecora found herself in front of the Ponyville library. Raising her hoof to knock on the door she realized It was operating hours for the library and she could just walk in. Zecora opened the door with her teeth and walked in to find the normally quiet library abuzz with activity. The books instead of normally setting on the shelves were being reshuffled in the air, spike occasionally grabbing one and setting it on the shelf.

"Hey Zecora" the young dragon-ling waved in greeting. " Twilight's in the basement doing science stuff so feel free to grab whatever book ya need, be it floating or not."

A book titled "How to drink radish juice" whizzed by Zecora's face and she had the urge to snatch it out of the air but remembered that she had far more pressing matters to attend to. "Spike, I need to have a talk with Twilight Sparkle. I need the use of her apprentice seal to send a emergency letter to Celestia."

"Oh, it's that important then? I'll go get Twilight from the basement." The dragon-ling hopped down from the footstool he was on and headed towards the back of the library. After a few moments of bickering (Spike you know I can't just use that seal for just any old pony) Twilight Sparkle came from the back of the library, her face covered in black scorch marks, half broken lab goggles hanging from one ear.

"Hello Zecora, Spike tells me you need to send a emergency letter but I can't just send any old letter to her. I must know first how big of a emergency it is beforehoof , protocol and all that."

Zecora looked at Twilight then back to Spike and then back to Twilight. "This is of a sensitive nature to me, to speak of this problem I must have your confidentiality."

Twilight gave Spike a little head jerk towards the basement but the young dragon refused to budge. "C'mon Twilight, I can keep a secret. I'm the one that has to send it with magical fire anyhow."

Twilight stared at the stubborn dragon for a moment before relenting. "Fine, but if I hear one peep about you breaking confidentiality I will have you clean Applejack's stables for a month.

"Whatever, anyways Zecora what did you need to write Celestia about?"

"If you will spike, take a letter. Everything can be explained as I write.

"Dear princess Celestia,

I am Zecora of the Windrunners. I have been staying in your kingdom for some years under your countries common settler laws but am now seeking a way to obtain permanent citizenship to Equestria. It has come to my attention that sometime in the near future you may get a request for my extradition, as I have violated tribal laws forbidding filly fooling."

Twilight Sparkle went beat red. "Oh, I didn't know it was that private."

"Big deal Twilight, more than half the town filly fools anyhow."

"Ahem" Zecora cleared her throat.

"Sorry, please continue."

"Under my old tribal law this is a death sentence."

Twilight put her hooves over her mouth in shock and Spike just stared at Zecora flabbergasted.

"I am aware that under Equestrian law you cannot extradite to any country that has corporal punishment. However this limitation is severely hampered when applied to anyone living in Equestria under common settlers laws. The situation in my homeland is extremely dire and I need a audience with your majesty as soon as possible to go over the details of what this could mean. I hope to hear from you on this matter soon. Your loyal subject, Zecora of the Windrunners."

Spike finished scribbling on the parchment and held the letter up for Twilight to stamp it with her apprentices seal. Twilight stamped her wax seal on the side of the parchment and Spike huffed a small puff of green flame, incinerating the parchment into little green sparkling bits that flew out the window.

"Zecora, will they really seek to execute you?"

"If I get this citizenship business sorted out before my grandmother makes the extradition request then no, even she would not risk war with Equestria to make a assassination attempt on my life."

"Your own grandma wants you *gulp* dead?"

"This I do not know for sure but she at the very least wants to torture me until I bend to her will, something that I would rather avoid if I can."

"Wait torture was completely outlawed in a international treaty of Celestial year two hundred and ten. Both the griffons and the dragons signed it. There shouldn't even be a..."

Zecora raised a hoof and Twilight sat there with her mouth open. "My homeland is divided up by tribes. The main three have never signed any treaties with any other countries and the smaller ones are too small of influence to even bother signing a treaty with. I assure you none of them were present when that treaty between the griffons and dragons was signed."

"So...they are gonna....play bad music, color your hair orange or force you to not take a bath for a week? Those kind of tortures?"

"I think it best I not explain such things in detail my friend. I do not wish to make you sick."

"I've survived Night Mare Moon, dragons, Discord and the queen of changelings. I think I can handle anything you throw at me."

Zecora gave a distraught sigh. "I do hope you are strong of constitution." Spike glanced at Twilight and immediately plugged his ears.

*Hurk* pant*pant* Blllrrrgggg*

"Great, now the library will smell like half digested pancakes the rest of the day."

*Hurtkkkk* plussh fllllttt* Twilight walked back into the main foyer still looking like she was going to lose more of her breakfast. "Seriously Zecora, they stick a hot...up you..and then spread...that's just disgusting."

"I did try and warn you. That as only one of the punishments for filly fooling the others are..."

"No, no, no that's quite alright. I would rather not somehow lose last nights dinner as well."

Zecora made a motion for Spike to unplug his ears and he did just that. "Anyways aside from the big three tribes the smaller ones abolished torture and the death penalty long ago. Defectors from the larger tribes is fairly common and if they make it to the smaller ones boarders they are usually safe."

"And the ones that don't make it?" Twilight asked apprehensively.

"Executed or tortured until life was meaningless to them, then executed."

Twilight Sparkle put her hoof over her mouth again and dry heaved.

"I think it best we get off this subject lest we make Twilight sick again."

Twilight and Spike nodded in agreement.

"Anyways I wish to check out a book. I think it was called 'How to dri..."

A light burp from Spike followed by a swirling vortex of green smoke interrupted Zecora. The vortex of green quickly solidified into a piece of parchment with a blue royal seal. Catching the parchment with her magic, twilight quickly unfurled the letter to read its contents.

"ahem"

"Dear Zecora, I have received your letter sent with Twilight Sparkle seal and have registered you for expedited citizenship with the naturalization bureau. This may take up to two weeks to complete but rest assured we will not extradite anyone citizen or not to a country that still performs torture or death sentences on its citizens."

"Huh they must have updated the code then, or got the order from Celestia herself to change it to include non-citizens."

Twilight continued to read aloud. "Furthermore I have set up a meeting between you and me to further elaborate why you needed such expedited citizenship. I will meet with you at the old castle in the Everfree Forest at midnight tonight. Your wise princess of the night, Luna."

"Wait, Luna?" Twilight flipped the letter over to find a wax seal was not that of the yellow sun but a deep blue crescent moon. "That's odd. normally Luna doesn't handle this kind of thing."

"One princess is as good as the other I guess."

"I suppose so Spike but somethings odd, this response was too prompt. Almost as if she was expecting this."

"I guess I will find out later tonight. Now about that book I saw..."