Drinks

I brought the drinks to the counter and pulled out my ID. "Hey-yo." I put my card onto the pony's counter and leaned against it. "How much?"

The Saddle Arabian behind the counter stared at me. "How old are you, monsieur?"

I tapped my card with my finger, the alcohol sitting next to it. "Eighteen...like it says on the card." There was a decent amount of snarkyness to my voice.

The horse person grunted and slid my ID back. "Impressive fake...now get out."

I stared at the brown stallion. "It's not fake! The seal is right here!" I picked up my ID and pointed to the Manehatten seal, I'm certified to drive a rickshaw and a car!" I pointed to my name. "It's even got my real name on it! Like, five people know my real name!"

The pony snorted at me. "I don't believe you...now go before I call the police." He stuck his hoof out towards the door. "Out!"

I threw my hands up. "Dude, I can pay and--"

The stallion bashed the counter with his hoof. "Get out tu petit merde!"

I laughed loudly. "Fuck you!" I flipped him off and turned to the door. "Call me a little shit, you fucking smear!" I stormed out of the liquor store and out onto the cold winter street. "Jesus Christ!" I turned to Babs, waiting just outside the store, wrapped up in a pair of cotton pants, thick leather boots, and a thick jacket. "He threw me out!"

Babs rolled her eyes. "I told ya."

I looked down at my ID. "It's real too, that's the screwed up part!"

Babs pushed me aside and walked into the shop. I leaned against the snowy wall, watching the ponies fresh from driving school trying to get used to cars. A street car chugged along the center of the street. It always seemed strange that cars were in ponyland, but ten years since first contact and something was going to change. Only bad thing was they were all tiny, no muscle cars or anything, just tiny smart cars or compacts.

"Here." Babs popped out of the shop and shoved a bag into my arms. A bag full of different kinds of alcohol sat heavily in the brown paper bag. "Wasn't hard."

I glared at the bag and turned to my rib high friend. "Are you kidding me!? They didn't even card you!?"

Babs smiled and walked around behind me. "It's about lookin' older."

I grumbled angrily as Babs forced herself under my legs, sliding under me until I was riding her. "God damn it...." I rubbed my face. "It's not like it's from lack of trying!" I held onto Babs' back as she started off, carrying me along like some little kid. "Foot taller than you and people still think I'm the younger one!" I snorted angrily. "God damn it."

Babs chuckled softly, leading me on through the streets. "Like I said, about acting older."

I looked down at her, the four foot mare could match my height when standing on two, but there was no way she looked eighteen. "No...screw being older, just pretend and bullshit your way along." I huffed and focused on staying balanced on her back. "God damn it...." I rubbed her back, leading my hand up through her short mane and over the metal clips on her ear. "Happy anniversary by the way.... Sorry I couldn't let it be a surprise."

Babs leaned her head up, nuzzling my hand with the base of her ear. "Thought that count, York."

I frowned hard. "You can call me Caleb if you want...."

Babs looked back at me. "Do you like when people call ya your real name?"

I looked towards the ground, watching Babs' covered legs trot along the salted concrete walk. "Not really. But hey, I don't mind if--"

"Well then why would I call you that?" Babs shook her head, bumping her hips up to keep me from falling off. "Colt toy or not, I'm not gonna be mean."

I felt my chest heat up. "Cool...but I'm not a toy."

Babs looked back to me, eyebrow cocked high. "Hmm...alright."

"I'm not!" I held my arm out. "I hold my own!"

Babs laughed softly. "See, I know how to mess with you. I don't need to be mean to ya."

I mumbled to myself. "Oh yeah, I'm the boy toy, you don't whimper when I lay you down." I snorted and shook my head, an equine display I'd picked up in school. "Bullshit."

Babs looked back at me, her tail stuck between my ass. "Hmm? What about me whimpering?"

I huffed as Babs took a turn into the alley to her apartment. "It's adorable. Never would have pegged you for someone like that before we--"

Babs smiled at me, her eyes betraying a bit of anger. "Keep talking and I'll peg you." Her tail wiggled around between my ass. "I ain't cute."

I slid up her back. "I never said cute, I said, adorable." I felt my skin creep as I thought of the word peg. "Speaking of, why did you get that harness thingy?"

Babs looked back at me with a confused expression. "The strapon?"

"Eh-- Yes...."

Babs kept walking through the alleys towards home. "Uh...I thought I told you a while ago."

I shook my head. "Been a mystery for about year and a half now, never wanted to ask lest I feel its wrath." I laughed to myself. "Seriously thought I thought you said--"

"...Not out in public." Babs grew a bit pink on the tips of her ears. "Just hold on."

I felt my throat tighten up. "Uh...wow, so that's--"

Babs looked around like mad, behind us, before us, side to side. The alley was utterly bare except for some sparrows nested in one of the fire escapes. "Everyone called me a lespony for a reason...." She snorted, pink around the cheeks. "One of my cousin's friends and I kinda...kinda experimented."

I felt myself grow tighter in my pants, pressed hard against Babs' back. "Wow.... I uh.... Awesome." I rubbed my nose. "And that thing is from way back then?"

Babs shook her body. "It was like a few months before we met...so not that long ago."

I chuckled to myself. "Uh, this was like a one time--"

"Two time thing." She huffed a withery puff into the cold air. "She was really-- She was-- if she was here you'd have two mares on hand."

I bit my tongue. "That good?"

Babs nodded. "If you saw her you'd get it. I don't think she'd be too interested in you though."

I shrugged, the bottles clanking in our bag. "So she's like, a legit lesbo?"

Babs looked back at me. "Rude."

I pushed my tongue into my cheek. "But is she?"

Babs rolled her eyes and turned into the courtyard they were building behind Babs apartment, closed down for the winter with all the construction equipment still left around. "Yes--I'm not! Just, like I said...there are some ponies that are just really--"

"Look, I get it." I rubbed her back. "Uh, back on.... I wanted to bang Johnny Depp when i was like, fourteen." I sighed loudly. "Some people are just hot...not that I still-- I--" I ran my hand through my hair. "So, you're actually a lesbian?"

Babs looked back at me. "Bisexual.... Seems like you might be gay though!"

"Fucking-" I stepped off Babs' back. "-ow!" I kept my voice low. "Jesus Babs! Shot fired." I rubbed my chest. "My pride! It's never--"

Babs walked past me towards the door into the apartment. "You mean your ego."

"Jesus Christ! Stop crucifying me!" I laughed loudly.

Babs stopped at the door and jabbed my stomach with a hoof. "I know what you're thinking!"

I stared down at her. "Do you? Then what do you think?"

Babs huffed and turned towards the hall. "Get inside."

I carried the bottles into the warm wood laden hall and over towards the elevator. Babs followed me quickly and snapped her hoof against the button. "So--what does she look like?"

Babs shook her head. "I shouldn't have said anything."

I looked down at her, the mare's tail whipping around like mad. "Babs, sorry." I reached down and brushed her unpierced ear. "I didn't mean to make you mad." I rubbed from the tip down to the warm base of her head. "Babs...sorry."

She leaned into my hand. "I know, idiot, I know." She sighed loudly. "She's cute."

I rubbed her head, her bright red mane jostled under my touch. "Apparently. You still--Babs you think you might be happier with her?" I felt my stomach twist slightly. "You said you weren't--"

Babs shook her head. "Look, she's cute, not anypony I'd want to settle down with." Babs held her hoof out. "She's really touchy feely and gooey and junk."

"Girly girl?" I asked calmly.

Babs nodded a few times in quick succession. "Big time."

I laughed sharply. "Ah. Yeah, I don't think you'd be too happy with that. All those emotions."

Babs turned to me with an extremely bitter glare. "I'll show you emotions...just you wait."

"Emotions outside of rage?" I laughed gently. "Babs? ... Babs?" The elevator dinged open and she stormed out. "Baby?" I hurried after her. "Come on, don't do the silent game."

Babs walked up and opened up her apartment door. "You sure I wouldn't fit with a girly girl? We work pretty well." She kicked my knee lightly, still enough to unintentionally hurt.

"Fuck-- Ow." I rubbed my knee and hobbled in.

Babs ran up beside me. "Did I really hurt you?"

I set the bottles down on the floor and hopped over to the wall. "Babs! You hit like a tank! You can carry me around like I'm a hat! You are strong! Mare of Bronze, man of flesh!" I rubbed my knee. "And bone I guess."

Babs rubbed my stomach with her side. "I swear, you really gotta learn to take a hit." She stayed with her hip against my lap for a bit. "York, you okay?"

I rubbed my knee a few more times and stood up properly. "I'm fine. Still hurt, but I'm fine." I ducked down and hugged her, letting her neck rest along my shoulder. "More of a chew toy than a boy toy." I laughed softly and rubbed her neck. Babs nuzzled my neck with her chin.

Babs tugged at the back of my scarf. "York, we gonna drink or what?"

I sighed loudly and stretched my neck. "Babs, I love you." I kissed her neck and stood up. "Now...I'm going to get too drunk to stand." I walked over to the bag and grabbed a bottle. "Hard cider?" I turned to Babs with the sweet looking bottle. "Really?"

Babs rolled her eyes, stormed over, and took the bottle from me. "Bite me--"

"Present something to bite!"

Babs swung her flank into my leg. "Do it filly!"

I ducked down and bit a squishy bit of her ass. I held her against me, chewing lightly on her ass. Babs leg clopped off the floor, leaving me to let go. I rubbed off my mouth and looked over to her. Babs puffed her cheeks out and snorted. "You told me to!" I shouted, holding my arms out.

Babs rolled her eyes. "Keep it up, you'll be sleeping in the tub." She turned to the couch with the bottle in her hoof. Her tail swished angrily left and right, her pants tight around her flanks. "Stop looking at my butt!"

I followed after her. "But it's so tight, someone has to admire it."

Babs hopped onto the couch and uncorked the bottle. "Shut up." She took a deep drink. "York...happy anniversary."

I plopped down next to her and took a drink, the sweet apple liquor burning lightly. "Hey, you put up with me for two years! Huzzah! I'm in the clear!" I raised the bottle and put my arm around her. "Babs...I love you." I looked over and kissed her forehead. "Never forget tha--"

I woke up on the floor, my leg over my back. "What the hell...?" I flung my arm out across the ground, knocking away a bottle. "Oh god." I rolled onto my back, spotting Babs hanging half on half off the couch, drooling onto one of the pillows. "What happened?" I looked around, our apartment was half trashed, bottles, chip bags, and a condom sat scattered across the rug, the TV was playing some Griffon movie with horrid acting.

Babs let out a loud snore, her earrings missing, her pants flung over the couch, jacket half on and half off her foreleg. "Oh god...I don't-- What happened?" I rubbed my head, a growing ache starting to take over.

I put my hand down to keep from falling over and felt a piece of paper stick to it. I tore the note off my hand and looked it over. "S--B cumming for Heart Warning." I laughed stupidly. "Cumming...heheheh. Eugh." I looked towards Babs. "Babs...we still got--" I stopped and stared at the bombed out mare, slowly slumping sideways off the couch. "Yeah...fuck school." I threw myself against the floor. "Happy aniversas-sary."

I looked back at the note. "Who the hell is SB? ...Sexy bitch?" I shot upright, sitting sloppily on the floor. "Oh god, please, please god!" I looked up. "Hear me now, God! Please...watch over me in my drunken hours, and deliver me to my girlfriend's sexy friend." I crossed my fingers and fell back. "Please god...give me this one! You dropped me alone into Ponyland! Give me this one damn it!"

I grumbled loudly. "I wonder what mom and dad are doing back home.... Probably fucking." I scratched my head. "Come on karma god, pony Jesus, whoever, give me this one. I don't care if someone comes and kicks my ass the next day, just make it happen."

Blizzard

I woke up to the sound of a loud tapping on the window of our apartment. "Who the hell?" I rolled onto my back, Babs still pinning my left arm with the back of her head. She laid out on her side with her head upturned, mouth open and voice twisted up into a mighty snore. I rubbed my eyes and slowly pulled my arm out from under Babs. "Come on--I can't feel my leg-- arm! This is an arm." I pulled myself free and caused Babs to snort.

I looked around the dark room, the alarm blinking bright. "Oh shit!" I slid my legs out of bed and rushed to the window. "Babs were gonna be late for--" I stopped dead as I flung the window open. "Oh...." I laughed to myself and closed the blinds. A massive white whirlwind was swirling around the once busy streets of Manehattan downtown. The tapping quickly turned out to be hail slung against the window. "Oh Jesus...." I walked up to the TV in our room. I flipped it on and opened up the drawer it sat on. "Come on news--"

"...And we banged...what do you want?!" The usual lime colored news mare was absolutely ramshackled, mane a mess, suit not tied up and makeup smeared across her face. "We're live!? Great!" The mare turned to the camera with a wide smile. "Hello Manehattan, last night the weather ponies let a blizzard slip through from the north and we're stuck in the middle of it! I spent the night sleeping with one of the camera operators, and let me tell you, her asshole tasted great! Just jammed my tongue right--" The feed cut out and a small picture of Celestia's profile hit the screen.

"Oh shit snacks." I smiled wide. "Blizzard, cool." I turned to the window as the loud beep of the TV rang around the room. "Fuck you school, snow says no." I turned the TV down and looked down into the drawer. Babs socks and underwear were stuffed haphazardly into the drawer. "Well...screw that." I closed her drawer and stepped back.

I turned towards the bed and flopped face first into the cushy blankets. I crawled up and under the sheets. I made my way up, over Babs until i could rest my head against her ribs. "Warm night...morning...what--"

Babs eyes landed dead on me. She lifted the covers and rolled onto her back, leaving me laying across her bottom and against her belly. "York, what time is it?" She rubbed her eyes and looked to the window. "Why's it still dark out?"

I stayed with my chin against her chest. "Uh, blizzard. Weather ponies let a blizzard through."

Babs let out an outright adorable moan and stretched her forelegs. "Hmm? Blizzard?" She scratched her head. "So no school?"

I looked over to the window. "Well I'm not going. The news pony looked like crap, said she slept in the-- Oh fuck! You missed it!" I pushed off the bed until I was hovering over my buff mare. "The news pony was freaking out! They slept in their office and--"

Babs stretched her foreleg far, letting out a soft moan as her joints pop. "So, snow day...?"

I laid back down, resting my face sideways on her belly. "Yes...snow-- Babs, Babs?" Babs had thrown her head back down and let her forelegs lay limply over her head. "Nice." I closed my eyes and relaxed. I had about three seconds of peace before my morning wood got the better of my rational mind. I needed to get it out of my head, and the quickest way was laying before me. "Gonna eat that mare pussy."

I tossed the covers back over my head to keep my ears warm and scooted my way down our bed until I was face first into Babs crotch. I laid there for a few seconds to see if Babs would snap back to life. She just laid there, twitching gently as I spread her legs. "Jesus, sleep like a rock." I took a deep breath and lowered my mouth down against her pussy, the warm gooey center to my mare.

"Dear Celestia you're predictable." Babs let out a long yawn as something touched the back of my head. "You just, you do what you're gonna do, I'm gonna watch TV."

I stayed hovering over her warm pussy. The TV clicked on and a usual morning cartoon's theme filled the air. I sat there, glaring in the darkness. "You watching Twilight Time?"

Babs hoof tried to push my head down. "Shh...it's on. You, you do your thing."

I pushed off the bed, Babs' hoof slowly pushing harder and harder against my head. "Screw this! It's just weird if you--"

Babs let out a soft mumbled. "....hoof job...."

I let Babs hoof press me down. "Deal's back on!" I laid my face down against Babs stomach and nuzzled the soft squishy warm of her lower belly. I licked her, my tongue running over one of her teats.

"Bah!." Babs' hoof dug into my head. "Easy...it's early."

I kissed her body. "Yeah, so? We sorta bang now, then we eat, then TV, then we probably bang again later." I turned my head and pressed my ear against her body. "It's a snow day, what else are we gonna do?"

Babs let out a long yawn. "Roof? Sleep? Eating?"

I peeked my head out of the covers, Babs hoof still resting on my head. "You wanna order some food and make the delivery pony have to go through the snow?"

Babs cocked her head. "No?"

I coughed once. "Yeah...me neither." I dropped down under the covers and dove straight against Babs. I gave her a long lick across her sweet slit. The warm flick of her lips against my own sent a shiver down my spine. There were still one or two things about ponies that I wasn't super cool with, winking clits and the muscle control she had was both a blessing and a curse.

Babs let out a soft mumble and dug her hoof into my head. "Deeper....Get in there." She held me in place as I wrapped my arms around her hips and held her legs apart, my fingers curled around and against the inside of her thighs, warm and cozy against her muscular legs.

Each lick slowly got deeper, pushing into her lips and sending soft swathes of stick mare cum against my tongue. Each time my tongue ran across her clit it would flit out against my tongue and cause her hoof to dig into my skull. She didn't say a thing, only the sound of her moans, my licking, and the Equestrian Cartoon were left in the room.

On one front I was going down on a mare, on the other I was listening to a show about Princess Twilight's adventures. For a brief moment I found myself fantasizing about tasting Fluttershy's soft yellow pussy, plump and warm, the soft mumbles of a mare slowly getting ready to cum.

I dug my tongue in deep and dragged it through her damp slit. I flicked it hard across her clit, causing her to gasp. I kissed just above her pussy and kept my lips pressed against her skin as she started to hyperventilate. Huff after huff she dug her hooves into the bed, her legs snapped shut around my head, locking me in place as she rode out a sudden, teased out orgasm.

Her breathing was wrecked, each labored breath causing her coat to stand on end and her chest to rise up. She took a massive breath before it finally hit her, the peak of that ride. Babs voice peaked higher than normal as she let her legs go slack and her breathing leveled out into an epic sigh. "You shithead." Her heavy voice returned, as did the bittersweet accent. "Ya did that on purpose."

I had figured out how to set her off, and hold off on the stimulation until she popped off on her own. "Yep. That's what you get for watching TV while I--" I was cut off as her back hoof dug into my shoulder. I was promptly ejected from our bed and onto the floor. "Jesus, Babs! Why!?"

Babs snorted angrily and threw her covers back over her head. "You won't know when it's coming, you won't have any warning...but you will cum, and I will laugh."

I sat on the floor and looked up at her. "Did you just--"

Babs huffed softly. "I don't like it when you do that. It feels funny."

I turned to face the TV. Twilight was pointing out at a bunch of mountains. "This the dragon epis--"

"Yes."

I scratched my head. "Move over then."

Erurph

Author's Notes:

Just a short short!

I peeked into the school's gym. Babs was beating the shit out of punching bag over in the corner while a few ponies talked on the bleachers. I stepped in and walked slowly over. The thudding of Bab's kicks slowly grew louder as I crossed the squeaky floor. I raised my hand to greet her. "Hey Babs!"

Babs bucked her punching bag, causing somepony holding it to stumble back. "Huh?" She looked towards me. "York--"

"Heads up!"

"What?" I turned my head in time to have my feet whisked away from the ground. "Erurph" I slammed thigh first into the ground, my nose quickly followed. I splayed out against the gym floor.

"Holy shit, you okay!?"

"Man down!"

"Shit shit shit!"

"Dude got decked!"

I let out a tired groan as I laid down. A mass of hooves around me sprang to life. I lifted my head to find a sea of red below me. "Wha happened?" I held my nose to stop the bleeding. "What?"

Babs hurried into view. "York, you alright?"

I looked around. A bunch of ponies were gathered around me. "What happened?"

A pony with a yellow coat started prancing in place. "I-- I-- Fuck soccer!" She stomped her hooves. "I didn't--"

I turned my head to find a soccer ball slowly rolling away. "Soccer?"

Babs shook her head and pushed a hoof under my chest. "Come on, stand up." She dug her head under my chest and lifted me upright. "There ya go, you alright?"

I held my nose, letting go a little to keep from making a bloody plugged up mess. "Ow...ow...ow...Babs, I have a booboo."

A few ponies laughed, but Babs just wiggled between my legs. "Hold on...."

I groaned loudly. "Babs, I'm gonna bleed on you--"

"It's okay." She lifted me up and started walking through the gym.

The yellow pony ran up beside me. "I'm sorry! I'm really sorry! I didn't mean to!"

I stared at her as Babs carried me towards the door. "What?"

Hooves

I sat on our couch, Babs splayed over my lap. She was belly up, tight muscles showing slight lines through her coat. I looked over at her back legs, hanging limply on the edge of the couch. "Babs...."

"Sup? How's the nose?" She looked up from her edge of the couch.

I grumbled to myself. "It's fine." I rubbed it and checked for blood. Without anymore damage, I jumped back to what was truly up. "I wanna fuck your hooves." I set my hand against her tight belly. "...You know, a few years ago if you told me I'd be into hooves, I would have called you an idiot."

Babs frowned hard. "York...why?"

I looked over at her back legs and moved my hand around the back of her legs. "I don't know.... They're soft, but your legs are so strong and--" I felt my cock squash itself against Babs' back. "Look, I don't know!" I rubbed her stomach, fingers running over the dense muscles just beyond her skin. "Babs! I want to fuck your hooves. I don't know why! I just know!" I growled loudly. "I want to put my dick on your hooves, between your hooves, I don't even know! I want to cum on your hooves, I just-- I don't know why!"

Babs face was a bit pink, her mane laid out over the couch. "Alright...."

I sighed softly and put my hand back on her stomach. "No, not alright! Your hooves give me a boner!" I looked over at her, locking eyes. "Your hooves shouldn't give me a boner!"

Babs shrugged. "I'm not doing anything."

I shook my head. "No I mean like-- You're built like a tank, I've seen you kick a griffon so hard you knocked his ass out! You can carry me on your back like I'm a feather! You've pinned me with your hips and used me like a dildo! I should want to fuck your everything else, not your god damn hooves." I held my hands upward. "I don't like that I like hooves god damn it!"

Babs looked over at the TV. "This a new thing?"

I sighed slightly. "You started wearing socks when it snowed and-- Look...I had a thought about cumming in your socks and making you wear them...." I rubbed my cheeks. "I've been trying not to say anything, but seriously, I want to cum on your hooves. I want to put your back hooves together and slam my cock between them!" I leaned down towards her. "I...like...your...hooves. I don't understand."

Babs stretched her back legs. "Alright...do it."

I felt my eyes open wide. "What?"

Babs pulled her leg back, facing her hoof up to me. "I got carried away with the cowgirl last week...."

"You almost broke my pelvis Babs." I rubbed my side. Babs had really just shoved me over and rode me until she came, not giving a piss about nearly turning my dick into raw meat. "Seriously...one orgasm is a enough, you don't need to--"

"It was a rough day, alright?" Babs laid her head back. "And I forget you're not as durable."

"Again, you're a boxer, I'm a squishy mortal." I rubbed her belly. "I mean, I don't mind it a little rough, but you gotta warn me beforehand." I scratched my ear. "I mean, I wasn't super subtle, but I did warn you."

Babs shifted around on my lap. "Well...are you gonna do it?"

I took a deep breath and looked over at her back legs, hanging around her sides as she curled up. "Can I have like.... I need five minutes, and I need you to promise not to hit me after."

Babs' eyes tightened up. "Alright, but--"

I nodded. "No, if you let me do this it has to be unconditional." I rubbed down her stomach, my hands gently passing over her tight stomach and across her teats. "I don't want you freaking out and trying to bash my head open half way through."

Babs looked up at me with an annoyed expression, oddly angered. "York, I'm not gonna bash ya."

I grumbled softly. "I know." I rubbed her teats, the small amount of squishy flesh pleasing when compared to her otherwise rock hard body. "At least intentionally."

Babs laid her head back down. "So, you gonna tell me your plan?"

I licked my lips. "If you let me do my thing?"

"Yeah."

"Well first off, what do you get out of this?" I turned to face her.

Babs smiled softly. "I think we could work something out."

I grumbled softly. "Alright, well, plan is pretty simple." I squeezed her thigh, my hands warm between her leg and stomach. "I put you in those stockings that leave your hooves open, I put lotion on said hooves, then...I don't know, probably dick stuff." I took a deep breath and stared ahead. "Probably lots of dick stuff...and cum." I squeezed the warm mare parts beneath my hands. "Fucking your hooves...fucking your stockings, sliding myself across your legs and cumming in your stockings...." I could hear my breathing. I turned to her, Babs' face twisted up in a nervous smile. "If I could keep it up long enough I've wanted to try something with your tail."

"What?"

I leaned over towards Babs' ear. "If I can, I'm going to put my dick against the very base of your tail, and cum all over your dock and that tight little asshole."

Babs ears turned red at the tips. "Uh...damn?"

I nodded. "I know right? Seriously...I don't know what's up with today, just really fucking horny." I scratched my head. "Like you in heat, except maybe not as rough." I looked down at me and the mare in my lap, my skinny body had somehow weathered having Babs slam herself down upon me. "I could try and be rough, still be like a light petting for you."

Babs covered her mouth and coughed into her hoof. "So uh...that's what you're gonna do?"

I sighed softly. "Probably most of it. I don't know, it's kinda like being hungry."

Babs cocked her head. "Huh?"

I held my hand up and went slack at the wrist. "Like when you're hungry, everything sounds delicious. Right now I'm really fucking horny, so everything sounds like it would get me off pretty hard." I rubbed Babs stomach. "Fucking-- my brain is full of horse pussy and hooves." I looked up at the ceiling. "See, it still feels like super gross thinking about you as a pony, but I just don't fucking care." I scratched my head. "Jesus-- Can we fuck?" I looked down at her. "You can feel my dick on your back, right? Because I either have to fuck, or jerk off. If I don't I'm gonna do something stupid."

Babs rolled off my lap and onto her hooves. "Do you just want me ta take care of it? I kinda owe you for helping me last week."

I snorted heartily. "Man...I don't know. And I don't mind, you taste like pumpkin pie." I rubbed my mouth. "You had a girl on girl moment, do mares just taste like that? Or is it like, an interspecies thing--"

"Sweetie Belle tasted like marshmallows and lavender." Babs turned away and flicked her short tail at me.

I crossed my legs, completely crushing my boner as I sat like a girl. "So when is she coming to visit?" I pitched my voice cartoonishly high to make a point. "Maaaaybe soon?"

Babs stretched her bag legs. "Probably. Probably after graduation." She smiled at me. "Maybe you wait in this hoof thing, and we'll do something fun when you're free."

I locked up. "Oh yeah...winter graduation." I scratched my head and Babs tummy. "Hmm, maybe." I shifted around. "Seriously though.... Not really sure I like liking hooves." I felt a pin shoot between my shoulder blades. "Babs...."

"What?"

"Ponysexualization due to a mare that wears my boxers while in heat." I frowned hard. "... Seriously, those stains dont come out, I have to throw them away." I shifted around again. "See, when I cum in my pants, I just wash it out. When you do it, they smell like mare forever."

Babs cocked her head. "Why don't you just give them to me?"

I locked up. "...Uh.... I don't know." I looked down at Babs tight belly. "Probably would have been a good idea." I cleared my throat to sing it. "Probably would have been a good ideaaaa." I whipped my head back. "Bam."

Babs laughed softly. "What?"

"I don't know." I scratched her belly idly. "Is there something you like on me?"

"Probably the dick." Babs nodded stoutly. She smiled at me wide.

I huffed and leaned back into the couch. "You wanna watch TV?"

Babs looked to the window. The blizzard was still puttering along, lighter than before, but just as steady. "I guess, what you wanna watch?"

I grunted and slid out from under her. "Nothing. I just asked." I scooted out from under her and nearly ripped through my pants. "I'm gonna go shower...."

Babs frowned and peeked over the edge of the couch as I walked off. "Um, alright. Watch Sparky's later then."

Sweetie

Author's Notes:

Consider this a test....I have a plan for the next fic, but I don't want to leave this one dangling, and this setup has some potential. Just have to see the reaction at this point.

I sat in our living room, Babs was taking a shower while I waited for her friend. The apartment was dusted with a few christmasy decorations. I rubbed my forehead as I thought back to the previous week. "God damn...." I touched my nose. "Stupid." I rubbed the still sore bit of my face and sighed. "Ugh...."

A loud knock came from the door. I hopped up in an instant and hurried over. My socks beat rather loudly against the floor as I jogged over. I grabbed the door and pulled it open. "Heyo!"

A small white mare with a thick blue peacoat looked up at me. "York?" Her voice hit my ear strangely. It was sweet, but it had a strange otherworldly echo.

I rubbed my forehead. "Uh, yeah. Hi. You Sweetie?"

The mare looked up at me with an overly sweet gaze. "I am." Again the echo rippled through my head. "Can I come in?"

I felt a heavy pulse thud along my brain. "Whoa...uh, sure." I stepped back and held the door open. Each step of mine felt like I was swimming. "You're...like--whoa." My voice felt like it was coming through a fishbowl. "What did you just do to me?"

Sweetie looked up at me with her eyebrows up. "I didn't do anything. You seem a little unsteady, do you want to sit down."

Down. I heard it in the word down. "Did you just fucking spell me...." I held my head and stumbled back against the wall. "Your voice...Lackey, Lackey told me...about--" Sweetie bumped me aside with her flank. She kept the door open as she walked past.

Sweetie smiled up at me. "You do singing too? Cool, I'm really glad--"

I shook my head, nearly sending me sideways in the proccess. "Don't give me that shit...." I held my head and tried to follow her through the open space in my apartment. "Spell casting Siren bitch...you fucking...you fuck." I tried to follow her, but the wobble to the room and the swimming in my head were starting to tip my world sideways. Even the TV and the bowl of fruit on the table by the door should have been tipped over as everything did a corkscrew.

Sweetie's smile faded into a sharp frown, then twisted up as he face warped. "Humans don't really belong here anyways. I'll make sure she's happy." Her warped smile spun again. "My voice is rather nice, isn't it? I think she'll be happy when I talk to her." She reached over and blew in my face.

I reached my arm out and made contact with the ground before stumbling sideways and landing hard against my back. I flopped around on the floor for a bit, but my hands wouldn't listen to me. My body felt numb, my limbs too thick to move properly. I closed my eyes and tried to hold on.

"Get some rest. You'll wake up in a better place."

I opened my eyes again. The first thing I saw was a pink mane spilled over my face, beyond that a far off white ceiling with a vent in the center. I slammed my hands down and forced myself upright. I lifted myself up with more power than before. "Babs!?" The mare on my chest looked up at me, pink mane and blue body resting against my chest.

She yawned loudly. "Bad dream again?" she asked calmly. She patted my chest with her hoof. "It's okay...."

I looked around the room. It was a geometrically sharp bedroom with shelves built into the walls. Each shelf was packed with awards and little toys or stuffed animals. I felt my heart kick into overdrive as I looked down at my arms, now hairier and thicker. I held my chest as the world slowly came back down around me. The mare on my chest was my girlfriend, the room I was in was in Los Pegasus, the awards were mine, and Babs was gone.

I felt my face twist up as I slipped to the side and hit the parquet wooden floor. I looked around the neat blue-grey room and found a mirror hanging over a dresser. I ran over and found my face scruffy and unmarked by acne. My hair was cut into some trendy mess. My skin was tanner and my eyes were heavy with thick black bags. "Sweetie."