"Deepy?" Gizmo said after opening the door. He was in his pinstriped nightclothes, complete with a floppy cap, and he rubbed his eyes as he regarded her. "It's the middle of the night. Are..." He stopped when he saw her tear-stained face. "Are you alright?"

Deepthroat Cockslut sniffled. "I've done something horrible."

It all spilled out. All at once. Walking through town. Going to see Granny Smith. Being pushed toward the barn. Big Mac. All of it.

"You..." She could tell he was too shocked to even respond. "You did what?"

"I'm so sorry, Gizmo." It was the only thing left she had to say. "I'm so sorry." She couldn't hold back a fresh batch of tears and sniffles, not when she could see Gizmo's own sorrow staining the corners of his eyes.

But he wiped his face and said, "Why don't I walk you home? It's late."

Gizmo didn't change his clothes. He didn't say anything as he walked beside her. He didn't sob or sniffle, even though she could tell he wanted to. He led Deepthroat Cockslut to her apartment, looked her in the eye when they reached her door, and said, "Goodnight."

But Deepthroat Cockslut knew it was over. She could feel his heartbreak like an arrow in her chest, and she could imagine all the questions swirling through his head. She knew he felt inadequate, like a loser, and stupid for trusting her, even when she warned him that this would happen.

Deepthroat Cockslut felt stupid too. Because she had seen this coming more clearly than anyone. But she was still too weak to do anything about it.

She cried herself to sleep, taking solace only in the thought that he might soon find a better mare.

Everypony glared at her. Deepthroat Cockslut had hoped that work would help to take her mind off everything, that she could just lose herself in medication and charts. But she didn't spend her day at the hospital, and as she traveled from house to house, she could feel the ire of the crowd.

Even after a week, she could still feel the sting of regret. She hadn't seen or spoken to Gizmo at all. One of the observatory ponies said he called in sick for a few days. But these eyes on her could only mean that he or Big Mac had told someone. Word got around fast in a small town, and nopony liked a cheating mare.

Deepy kept her head down, looking at the cobblestone streets and her hooves. She hadn't glanced at a sack in what felt like ages. With all the new attention, she was sure somepony would notice, and even if she did, she knew she'd only feel like a whore. She hadn't spoken to Big Mac either. He didn't need to get wrapped up in her drama. She hadn't even been able to work up the energy to play with herself. Her drive was simply gone. Pleasure was her own personal demon now.

She did catch her friends at their flower stands as she passed through the market. It had been a long time since she'd spoken to them, too. If there was any way she could pull herself out of this depression and move on, she'd need her friends. At least, that's what Princess Twilight said or whatever.

"Rose, Lily, Daisy," she greeted them as she approached the stalls lined with blossoms.

She could tell immediately they weren't so happy to see her. "Oh. Hey, Deepy."

Deepy had no idea what to say. There was a long pause. Rose finally spoke up. "Are you... okay?"

"I'm..." She couldn't honestly say she was fine. She cut to the chase. "You guys heard, didn't you?"

"Well honestly, how could you do it?" Daisy blurted out.

"Who told you?"

Lily spoke now. "Well, Caramel told me, but Lucky told Rose. We didn't get it from the source."

Rose intervened. "We heard that you cheated on Gizmo with Big Mac. Is that... true?"

Deepthroat Cockslut sighed. "Yeah. I'm not proud of it. I kind of hate myself for it."

"Poor guy," Lily said. "He must feel terrible."

"I heard he hasn't been to work ever since. He's just holed up in his room," Daisy said.

"Wait a second," Deepy said. "When I first met him, you guys said he was a sleazy nerd. Now you're defending him?"

"Well, even a sleazy nerd doesn't deserve that," Rose said. "And the way you talked about him, well, we didn't know he could be so sweet."

"I mean, how could you?" Daisy repeated.

"I didn't meant to! It was an accident?"

"An accident?" Lily said. "Like, Big Mac tripped and his thingy just happened to slip into you?"

"Well, no, but- ugh!" Deepy tossed her head in frustration.

"That's just the kind of mare you are, right?" Rose said in a sweet, gentle tone. Deepthroat Cockslut knew that she was doing her best to be understanding, but no matter how kindly she tried to put it, there was no getting around the fact that Deepy was a huge, heartbreaking slut.

She hung her head. "I guess I am."

Daisy cut in. "Everypony's talking about it. I hear Applejack's furious."

"And what about Big Mac?" Deepy asked.

"I don't think he feels too good, either. Caramel said he hasn't been himself lately," Lily said.

"Well, I already apologized to Gizmo. I guess I better go apologize to him too."

"Are you sure that's the best idea? I mean, considering what happened the last time," Daisy said.

Deepy felt crushed. Rose glared at her. "Good luck," the red-haired mare said.

"Thanks."

Deepthroat Cockslut plodded along toward Sweet Apple Acres. It may have been her lunch break, but she wasn't feeling hungry right now. As much as they tried to avoid saying it, Deepy knew they were all disappointed in her. At first, her lust had been a punchline to a running joke- 'There goes Deepy, checking out the stallions again.' Now she was their slutty friend who couldn't stay out of trouble because she couldn't keep her tail down.

Seeing the fences and trees of Sweet Apple Acres again didn't make her feel much better, either. She knew nothing would happen again - she'd rather die - but she also knew that seeing Big Mac again was going to hurt. Especially if he was upset like Lily had said.

Before she could even reach the farmhouse, though, she could see Applejack storming toward her, a cloud of angry dust following her hoofsteps. Deepy didn't want to put up with this now. It wasn't any of her business, really. But she stood her ground as the orange mare came near.

"Nuh-uh! You just turn your tail right around, missy!" Applejack said.

"Applejack, just let me speak to Big Mac. Please. I need to apologize," she pleaded.

"No way. Y'all've done plenty already. You seduced mah brother, then ya made him an accessory to breakin' that poor colt's heart. I promise, if mah brother had known you were taken already, he wouldn'ta fallen fer yer floozy charms."

It had been a long time since Deepy had been insulted about her behavior to her face, but she kept her anger down. "I know, I should have told him. And I know he's upset, I just want to try and set things right."

"Big Mac already did that. Yer old coltfriend came 'round and told him everything, and you shoulda seen the look on my brother's face. Must'a spent near all day apologizin' fer something that weren't his fault."

"But Big Mac needs to hear it from me. I didn't want it to turn out like this at all. I never wanted to hurt anypony. Everything just happened so fast-"

"Well, if ya didn't want anypony to get hurt, ya shouldn't have gone 'round lifting yer tail fer any 'ole stallion ya fancy." The pure hatred in Applejack's voice shocked Deepthroat Cockslut. Applejack locked her hooves in the dirt again and glared. "I think ya'll better get off mah property. And stay away from mah brother."

Deepy knew she wasn't going to get to see Big Mac again. But she didn't want Applejack to see her shed a single tear, so she ran before they started falling again.

Her hooves carried her toward Pearl Necklace's. She burst through the old mare's door and found her in her chair. She turned her head, surprised. "Deepy? My appointment isn't until four."

"Pearl Necklace, everything is awful! I... I cheated on my coltfriend with Big Macintosh, and now the whole town knows! Everyone keeps glaring at me and saying all these nasty things and I just don't know what to do!" Deepthroat Cockslut collapsed at Pearl Necklace's hooves.

The hold mare simply raised her nose. "Well, what did you expect? It was inevitable, really."

Deepy was hoping for comfort. "What?" she looked up at the old mare, confused.

"Mares like you and me are not exactly popular with the common folk. Oh, sure, no one bats an eye as long as you keep your head down and stay in line. But they'll take any excuse to criticize and tear a whore to pieces once she steps out of place."

"So what do I do?" she asked.

"You'll have to leave if you don't want to become the town pariah."

"I don't want to leave! I feel like I just got here, and I have friends here!"

"They'll turn on you," Pearl Necklace said icily. "It was the same way with me."

"What do you mean?"

Pearl stared straight ahead as the memories flooded back to her. "I was actually born in Canterlot. My family wasn't anything important, but we had enough money to fit in. As soon as I matured enough, I flirted endlessly with the colts. Sure, none of the lords' or rich families' sons would ever take me for their fillyfriend, let alone their wife, but they knew I was always good for a quick hoofie in the halls and behind the hedges. I quickly gained a reputation as a filly who was all too friendly with the colts, but no pony seemed to see any harm in it. After all, the colts' parents were just as aware of their sons' needs as I was. I even became popular with a few of their fathers as well. Canterlot mares are renowned for their lack of passion. By the time I was grown and on my own, I could go out each night and have my hooves wrapped around more cocks than I could handle before the moon had risen."

"So what happened?" Deepy asked.

Pearl Necklace was quiet for a moment. "The guard captain's son was particularly fond of me. One of the few colts I let mount me on a regular basis. His father was aware of our trysts, and often diverted his wife so that I could satisfy his son. But one night after his son was finished with me, the butler brought me into his room. The guard captain was already hard when I entered, and my, was he impressive. One of the biggest I've ever seen. I gave myself to him in a heartbeat, and for a month, each time I would go to be with his son, he called me into his room to have a turn with me. I suppose having free access to a young, nubile mare caused him to lose interest in his wife. She grew suspicious, and caught us one night.

"I never saw her husband or son again, and they didn't separate, but it wasn't long before she had told every mare in town. They started talking. Glaring. Whispering to their own stallions about the homewrecking slut. Even the colts and stallions that I had been rubbing down faithfully for years turned on me. After nearly a week, a small riot formed, and the guards weren't too keen on stopping it. I was run out of town. That's when I came to Ponyville. And sure, I continued to give out hoofies, but I learned quickly which stallions were safe and which to avoid."

"Really? A riot? Just because a stallion wanted to cheat on his wife?" Deepy was shocked. "How come no one ran him out of town?"

Pearl shook her head. "You're still so young, aren't you? Everypony expects a stallion to mount whatever he can. No pony's surprised when a male thinks with his balls. But mares? We're supposed to be better than that. We're supposed to tell them 'no.' Purity is our prerogative, and any mare who fails in that regard has no place in our society. Every stallion likes a flirty mare. But no pony likes a slut."

"So..." Deepthroat Cockslut felt her spirit reeling from the tale, from the horrible unfairness of it all. "So there's nothing I can do? That's it? Leave or have everypony hate me?"

"Such is life for mares like you and me. Of course, it would be much easier if we simply fell in line and kept our tails down, but you know as well as I do that's simply out of the question. We live to please. We're born whores, Deepy. There's no changing that. Or our fates."

Horror crept into Deepthroat Cockslut. Pearl Necklace was right. Everything had been fun and games up until this point, but now that she had made her one mistake, she knew it was all over. Ponies would never look at her the same way again. She would always and forever be the town saddle. Maybe desperate or bored stallions would drop by her door for a quick blow, but she doubted she'd ever land a coltfriend again, let alone one as kind as Gizmo. She wouldn't be surprised if Rose, Lily, and Daisy distanced themselves from her, lest their flower business suffer by associating with her.

Deepthroat Cockslut looked up at Pearl Necklace. Alone in her home. Worn. Pretty, but ultimately bitter. She saw her future.

She left Pearl Necklace's house quickly. She needed to calm down. She needed to be alone.

Deepy trotted through the town market to get to her home, but something wasn't right. She could hear grumbling. She looked around her, and noticed several of the ponies, stallions and mares alike, casting sidelong glares at her. They were talking about her. She could hear it under their breaths.

"It's that mare. Deepthroat Cockslut. Yeah, it's her real name."

"She cheated on her coltfriend with, like, half the town."

"A real slut alright."

"Gross. What a skank."

Tears began to well up in Deepthroat Cockslut's eyes again. She headed down a path, any path to get away from the crowd.

The road led out of town. Toward Sweet Apple Acres. And she could see Applejack heading straight toward her.

"And where do ya think yer goin'?"

"I'm just- I'm just trying to get home." Everything was happening so fast, Deepy felt like she was going to throw up. She was afraid.

"Ah see. So ya weren't tryin' to sneak back onto the farm to try and get at mah brother, then?"

"No! Honest, Applejack, I'm just trying to get home." Applejack was stomping toward her slowly, menacingly, and Deepy tried to back up, cowering before every heavy hoofstep.

"Really? Because last time Ah checked, home was that way fer you," Applejack jerked her head toward town.

"I just- I got a little turned around and-"

"Ya know, Ah'm sick o' you messin' with mah family. Ya spend an awful lotta time around Granny Smith telling her Celestia knows what, and then ya nab my brother like some kinda temptress. What's next? Ya gonna turn Apple Bloom into a mare like you?"

"Applejack, I would never!"

Ponies were standing. Moving toward her. Surrounding her. It was just as Pearl Necklace had said.

Applejack continued. "Ponyville is a good, wholesome little town with good, wholesome families. Ah don't reckon there's much room for a slut 'round here."

Other ponies joined in.

"You shouldn't be here!"

"We don't need you snatching up our stallions!"

"Take your sluttiness somewhere else before you give someone a disease!"

Deepthroat Cockslut backed away from the crowd. She pushed through a few bodies, but they pushed back, shoving her. Deepthroat Cockslut fell.

When she looked up, the ponies were moving toward her, with Applejack in the lead. Deepthroat Cockslut picked herself up, scrambling to her hooves, trying to get away, but they kept coming toward her.

She ran. She ran as fast as her hooves would carry her. She didn't know where she was headed, but the only thing on her mind was escaping the mob, getting out of their sight.

No matter where she went, ponies could see her. They glared. They shouted obscenities. They pushed and shoved her. But the further she got away from town, the more she worried she'd never be able to come back.

With the mob still on her trail, Deepthroat Cockslut headed out of downtown with tears streaming down her face. She had never been so afraid in her life.

Through hazy vision, she saw a shimmer of blue up ahead. Tall and grand, like a tree. Yes, it was a tree, a tree made of shining crystal. Twilight Sparkle's castle.

Deepthroat Cockslut raced toward the front door and opened it, slamming it behind her. It was a big castle. Maybe she could hide out here. If Twilight found her, she couldn't imagine what would happen to her. She knew how close she was with Applejack.

Deepy headed up the stairs, looking for an unused room to hide in for a while. She knew the mob had seen her enter, but she doubted they'd storm Twilight's castle. Perhaps in the chaos of searching for her she could escape.

"Oh. Hello there. Uh, can I help you?"

Deepy's hooves froze in place. It was Twilight Sparkle, levitating a quill and pen, right in the middle of the hallway she happened to turn down. Just her luck. She couldn't answer. She couldn't move. She was caught. Done for.

Twilight Sparkle angled her head at the silent mare. "Do you need help finding a book?"

"Um... not exactly," she said timidly.

Twilight seemed confused, but remained friendly. "Well, I'm just creating a schedule for Pinkie Pie's birthday parties this month, so I'm not doing anything. What's your name?"

Deepy swallowed. Never before had she been ashamed to answer that question. "Uh... Deepthroat Cockslut."

Twilight Sparkle blushed visibly. "Oh, right. You're still new in Ponyville, aren't you? I've, uh, heard of you."

Deepy felt the color drain from her face. "What... did you hear?"

Twilight shuffled her hooves and looked away, but answered, "Well, when I was at Sweet Apple Acres a few months ago, Granny Smith mentioned that you were, 'awfully kind' to Big Mac. I uh, put two and two together, so to speak." Deepy felt like she had truly hit rock bottom. Even the new princess thought of her as a whore. But then Twilight said, "It was awfully nice of you."

Deepy couldn't believe that Twilight was too awkward to change the subject, but was even more shocked that she held a favorable view of her. "What do you mean?" was all she could ask.

"Well, I know the farm is hard work, and Big Mac doesn't exactly have a lot of female friends to, uh, relax with. Granny Smith said he was doing a lot better after he got to, well, you know, uh, 'blow off some steam?'"

"Thanks," Deepy said. "But it doesn't matter now. I'm in here because I'm... hiding."

Twilight cocked an eyebrow. "From what?"

"Outside," was all she could say. The angry shouting of the mob could be heard even through the crystal walls. Twilight went to a window to investigate, tossing it open and seeing the crowd below.

"So that's what that is. But what do they want with you?"

Deepthroat Cockslut hated having to admit her mistake to another pony, let alone the Princess of Friendship, but she forced down her shame and said, "Well, I had a coltfriend. A really nice one, too. But I... I cheated on him. With Big Mac. And now Applejack is leading a mob to run me out of town."

"Oh." Twilight's ears fell. "That's... unfortunate."

"I know. I'm... a horrible pony, aren't I? You can say it."

The alicorn's face softened. "I don't think you're a horrible pony. I think everypony makes mistakes sometimes. I know I have."

"But I can't fix this one. I can't un-break Gizmo's heart, I can't make Big Macintosh stop hating himself, and I don't think I could even stop being... me, even if I tried."

Twilight Sparkle wrapped a wing around Deepthroat Cockslut. "Maybe you can't make things go back to the way they were. But I do know that time heals a lot of things, and that a good friend keeps trying to make things right, even when it seems impossible. I can tell you feel bad. But there's nothing a sincere, genuine effort can't fix in time."

Deepy shook her head. "Even if I could make things right with them, what if I just screw up again? I can't... I can't stay away from stallions. I just can't."

"Well, why would you?" Twilight said. Deepy looked up at her. "It's your destiny. Everypony was born to do something, and we all have something special inside of us. It sounds a little unorthodox, but if your special talent is... you know, helping stallions 'blow off steam,' then that's what you should do. I don't think a pony following her destiny and listening to her cutie mark could ever be a bad thing. And it sounds like this is what you were meant to do."

"Then I'll just be alone and breaking hearts forever. I can't love one stallion and whore myself out to all the rest."

Twilight was quiet for a moment. "It sounds like quite a pickle. And I don't know if I have an answer for you. This all sounds like my sister-in-law's territory. And I don't know what she'd say if she were here right now, but I do know about problem-solving, and I can tell you that sometimes the problem is just the way you look at the situation. Whenever something looks like one choice or the other, sometimes a little creative thinking is all it takes to open up all sorts of possibilities."

Deepthroat Cockslut nodded. Then she started thinking. "Yeah."

Twilight Sparkle looked toward the window again, her ears twitching at the sound of the mob outside. "Come on. Those ponies aren't going away anytime soon. You have to face them."

"I know," Deepy said, but it was clear she wasn't ready to take a single step.

Twilight smiled. "Don't worry. I know just what to say."

Twilight took Deepy by the hoof and led her out the front door. When the two stepped outside, the sunshine was glaring, and the mob of angry ponies was like a wall in front of Deepy. But Twilight stepped out in front of her.

"Twilight, step aside. That mare's not welcome in Ponyville anymore," Applejack said, stepping up to her friend.

"As much as I hate to pull rank, I'm the Princess around here, and I think I'd like a say, too." Twilight's voice was firm, and her brow was lowered. She wasn't pleased at all with what she saw.

"You're gonna defend her? Do ya even know what she did?" Applejack said.

"Yes. She confessed everything, about her coltfriend and your brother. And what she did was clearly wrong. But I don't think it's fair to punish her for something your brother participated in as well."

Applejack looked furious. "Yer blamin' Big Mac?"

"I'm not blaming anypony. But don't you think you might be getting a little overprotective, Applejack? I know you love your family, but is this what Big Mac would want you to do?"

"When she seduced Big Mac, she brought the whole Apple family into her mess. Ah won't stand for this mare messin' around with mah kin any longer! She needs to leave town before she gets Big Mac in even more trouble!"

"Wouldn't that be his decision?" Twilight said. Applejack opened her mouth to answer, but Twilight cut her off. "Applejack, you can't decide what Big Mac does or who he spends his time with. He's a grown stallion, for heavens' sake, and as much as you don't want to think about it, he has just as much a right to use his body the way he wants as anypony else does. Who he sleeps with is none of your business. Or anypony's, for that matter. But by bringing this mob together, you've only made his private life public."

Applejack faltered. "Ah... Ah didn't-"

"And for what?" Twilight continued. "You might not like what Deepy here does, but it's clear that someponies do, or she wouldn't be doing it. The act does take two, after all."

"But she's a cheater! A heartbreaker!" another mare from the crowd shouted.

"Is that what this is about? Or is it about her special talent?" Twilight asked. "Look, I don't know better than any of you why this mare has the talent she does. But I just don't think it's right to try and stop her from using her gifts to help others. Maybe the kind of 'help' she provides isn't what what we think of as 'good,' but it sounds to me like she did a lot of good for Big Mac before this whole mess got started. I don't really know that much about stallions, but I think she does. Maybe we mares could never really understand what a stallion's needs are like, but she cares for those needs. Maybe stallions just need to blow off some steam every now and again, and if Deepy's here to help them do that, then I'm glad she's here. What do you stallions think?"

There were some murmurs of agreement from the crowd. They started low, but grew a bit more confident.

Twilight's voice was a bit softer now. "I know Deepy isn't a normal mare. But mares shouldn't gossip and tear each other down like this. Each and every one of us has had the chance to be as strong, as kind, and as amazing as we want to be. Mares, and stallions, from around Equestria come to our little town to live side-by-side with all sorts of different ponies, to follow their dreams and be surrounded by friends. So I say we let Deepthroat Cockslut stay in our town and follow her own destiny. I say we let her suck as many cocks as she likes."

A few gasps rang out through the crowd, and more than a few ponies looked uncomfortable, but Twilight's argument was compelling. The ponies began to disperse.

Applejack stepped forward. "Ah... Ah messed up, didn't Ah, Twilight?"

Twilight patted her friend. "It's alright. You were just trying to protect your family. But perhaps you shouldn't be apologizing to me?"

Applejack nodded and turned to Deepy. "Ah'm... Ah'm real sorry. It's just, with Big Mac-"

"It's okay," Deepy said. "You love your brother a lot. He's a great guy."

Applejack smiled. "He has been in a good mood for a while now. Maybe... you should come down to the farm more often and... work your magic on Big Mac and the other stallions? I know they'd probably appreciate it."

Deepy gave an embarrassed smile. "We'll see." Twilight Sparkle gave Deepy a pat on the back as Applejack left. Deepy looked up at her. "Thanks for everything."

"It's alright. I'm just glad things didn't escalate." She smiled. "But I think you still have a few ponies to make it up to."

Deepy nodded. "You're right. And I think I know just what to do."

Deepthroat Cockslut invited Gizmo over to her house, and promised him that she just wanted to talk. As soon as he stepped into door, she could tell that he was still depressed. "Hey, Deepy," he started.

"Hey there. How are you feeling?"

"I'm okay." She could tell it wasn't true.

"I'm really sorry," she said. "I mean it."

"I know," he replied. "But you did warn me, after all. I guess it's, kind of my fault."

"No, it's not. I messed up. And I want to fix things." There was a pause. "So, you told Big Mac?"

Gizmo nodded. "I wanted to be mad at him. But as soon as I saw him, he started telling me he was sorry, and that he had no idea we were together. We talked about it. Well, I guess I did all the talking. He just listened. It helped."

"He's like that," Deepy agreed.

Gizmo looked away. "You know, if you want to be with him, it's okay. He's still single."

"I don't. Gizmo, I meant it when I said I loved you. I just..." Deepy sighed with frustration. "I just can't stay away from other stallions."

"I know," he said. "I won't make you choose. You can be with as many stallions as you like. I won't hold you down."

"But why does loving you mean I have to be held down?" she asked.

"What are you talking about?"

"Gizmo..." she shook her head. "When I was with Big Mac, it didn't mean anything. I swear. But that night I was with you... that meant everything to me. You were so happy. I want to make you happy like that, just as much as I want other stallions."

"So you're caught," Gizmo said.

"I don't want to be. I know this sounds awful, but I've been doing a lot of thinking and..." she took a deep breath before looking Gizmo in the eyes. "I want to be with other stallions. But I want to love you too. At the same time."

"You mean...?" Gizmo asked. "Like, I let you go out and...?"

"Yes. If you can't do that, I understand. But I promise you it would just be sex. Nothing more."

Gizmo was confused. "What do you mean?"

Deepy's eyes softened, but her expression was serious. "Gizmo, I've had a lot of sex in my life. And I'm going to have a lot more. But no matter how many stallions I'm with, I've never felt anything special for them. Except for you. And I started thinking... what if love wasn't all about sex? What if love isn't about who you do it with, but who you fall asleep with afterwards? What if love is about who you want to wake up with in the morning?"

"But..." Gizmo faltered. "What if you like them more than you like me?"

"It's not like that, Gizmo," she answered. "It's not about how good you are in bed, or how hung you are. That's what I'm trying to say. You could be the smallest stallion in the world down there, and I'd still want to suck your cock every morning. Because you're you. You're thoughtful, and courteous, and... really strong to go through everything I put you through and still be willing to talk to me."

Gizmo smiled a little. "Do you mean that?"

"More than anything."

Deepy felt her heart flutter when she saw him smiling, nodding. "Okay," he said. "You know what? I think... I think we should give it a try."

Deepthroat Cockslut thought she might cry. She flung her hooves around Gizmo's neck and squeezed him. "Thank you."

"I love you, Deepthroat Cockslut. And... you love me? No matter what?"

"No matter what," she promised. When she released him, she was grinning. "Of course, it's not all about me and what I want."

"What do you mean?" Gizmo asked.

"Well, you can sleep with other mares too, if you like. It's only fair."

Gizmo blushed and looked at his hooves. "I don't know if many other mares would want to do that with me."

"I think you'd be surprised." Deepthroat Cockslut headed upstairs, motioning with her hoof, and Gizmo followed.

When he reached her bedroom, Deepy was standing by the open door. Gizmo looked inside, and his jaw dropped.

Rose, Lily, and Daisy were all sprawled out across Deepy's bed, their tails flagged and their legs spread, their soft, inviting pussies exposed to him. Their eyes were lidded and their tails swished in anticipation. "Well, there's the stud now," Daisy said.

"Deepy," Gizmo's voice was barely a whisper. He tried to swallow but his throat was dry as a bone. "What is this?"

"Well, I told my friends about how hung you were, and I told them about how we might be opening up our relationship soon. They wanted to feel it for themselves," she answered.

"Oh," was all he said.

"Looks like he won't disappoint," Lily said, eyeing up the shaft that was flopping between his legs.

"Sweet Celestia, that thing's huge!" Rose's eyes boggled at the hardening monster.

Daisy grinned. "Looks like somepony's eager."

"So what do you think?" Deepy asked Gizmo. "You wanna give it a try?"

"Um..." he said, fighting back his shyness. "Well, I guess if you girls are alright with it..."

"Why don't you just lie down and relax?" Deepy suggested, giving Gizmo a peck on the cheek.

She led the lanky colt to her bed where the mares parted to give him space to lie down on his back. The mares couldn't help but marvel as he settled in, his great shaft towering before them, throbbing excitedly. "It's even bigger up close," Lily said, clearly awed.

"Come on," Deepy prompted the mares. "Let's get him warmed up, shall we?" She draped her hooves over Gizmo's hindleg and starting kissing and licking his massive nuts. Already she could feel him shudder under her touch. The mares followed suit, clearly nervous at first, but Gizmo couldn't look them in the eye either. With tentative licks and kisses, they sampled Gizmo's shaft. His breathing quickened at the sensation of so many lips tending to his throbbing erection, and the positive feedback encouraged the mares.

"I can't believe we're actually doing this," Rose said.

"It's kind of naughty, though, isn't it?" Daisy replied.

Lily batted her eyes at Gizmo. "You like that, big guy?"

Gizmo's gaze darted to Deepthroat Cockslut, but she continued to suckle at his balls. She gave the slightest of nods. "Yeah," he answered. "This is... really good."

Deepy couldn't help but smile. His voice wasn't the least bit confident or seductive, but it was cute and sincere and grateful. "Well, quit teasing him," she prompted her friends. "It's been a week since the poor guy's been laid."

Gizmo waved his hooves. "No, no, you don't have to- I mean, you don't-"

"I wanna try," Lily said. The other mares moved aside, and Deepy rested her head on Gizmo's chest, kissing at his neck while the other mares kissed idly at his stomach and thighs, watching as Lily took his huge cock in her hooves. She paid attention as she craned her neck to reach his flare. He shuddered as her lips nipped at the edges, a bead of precum forming. She dragged her tongue across the surface, grinning wide as he moaned. "Here goes," she said.

All ponies looked on as she closed her eyes and opened her mouth. Gizmo was both thick and long, and it took a moment for her lips to completely envelop his head. Deepy listened to her breathe through her nose as she worked to go further. A throaty moan formed in Gizmo's chest. Deepy kissed his neck and rubbed his chest with her hoof. She could feel how much he was enjoying this sort of attention. After all, what stallion didn't fantasize about being covered in horny mares?

Lily made a valiant effort, taking a few more inches, but it was clear she hit a stopping point when Deepy saw her throat bulge and contract. She pulled off Gizmo's cock quickly, coughing a little. "Too thick," she said. "There's no way any mare can take all of that."

"Well let me try," Rose said. She and Lily switched places on Gizmo's arm. She rubbed him idly with her hooves and turned to him. "You having fun?"

"Y-Yeah," he admitted, his cheeks red. "Are... you girls?"

"Definitely," Lily said. "I can't wait to feel you in me."

"We should do this more often," Rose said. "It's fun having you guys around." The other two mares agreed.

"The more the merrier," Deepy said. "You think you can take him?"

"Probably not," Rose answered. "But I think trying will be fun. You want me to suck your cock?" Rose teased Gizmo.

Gizmo could only nod. Rose giggled as she turned back to his stallionhood. She licked all around his flare, teasing him and amusing herself before she opened up to take the mammoth dick. Her tongue swirled around the head to keep it wet, but still she struggled to fit her mouth around the width. After a little pushing and a small pop, he was past her lips, her tongue tickling just underneath the tip. She tried to go further with a few pushes forward, but Deepy could see her cheeks bulging with Gizmo's throbbing flare. Finally, she was forced to admit defeat and withdraw.

"That's huge," Rose said in total awe. "I couldn't even make it past the tip. Your cock is so big."

Deepthroat Cockslut smiled as Gizmo shuddered at the praise. Getting laid for the first time had really helped his confidence, but she couldn't imagine what Gizmo was feeling now that he had a gaggle of mares in total awe of his massive stallionhood. She hoped it was everything he ever dreamed of. After everything he'd been through, he deserved it.

"Thanks," he finally managed to answer.

"Okay girls, scoot back and let me show you how it's done," Daisy wriggled her way up to his shaft. Gizmo twitched at her eagerness, another bead of precum ready for her to devour. Deepy just snuggled into his hoof around her and watched.

Daisy was quick to wrap both hooves around the base of his shaft and rub him down, sliding the flesh along his great length and making the wispy stallion moan aloud. Rose resigned herself to kissing his balls as Lily laid on his other hoof, and Gizmo's eyes darted to each of them, taking it all in as pleasure filled his hard shaft.

With a sexy smile, Daisy swallowed Gizmo's head effortlessly. Deepthroat Cockslut was impressed that she could take his thickness so easily. The two of them groaned, but Daisy wasn't about to let up. She continued to stroke Gizmo, and Deepy watched on as she forced more of Gizmo's meat into her maw. She had definitely done this before.

Daisy gained more and more, Gizmo's massive dick spreading her lips wider and wider. She was nearing the average stallion's length, and she wasn't even close to his midring yet, but she pressed on. Gizmo huffed, and Deepy felt his hooves tense on her back. She could only imagine how tight a throat unused to his size must feel. She kissed at his neck and rubbed his chest again, letting him know that she was still with him. Hoping he was enjoying himself as much as it sounded like he was.

Daisy withdrew suddenly with a loud slurp, gasping for air. "Wow, I wasn't even close to halfway. Your dick is just too long, Gizmo. You've gotta be, like, the biggest stallion alive."

"I mean, I don't know-"

"How do you do it, Deepy?" Daisy asked.

"You know. I just do it."

"I have to see it to believe it," Rose said. "I couldn't even get past the head! There's no way you can get all the way down."

Deepthroat Cockslut's eyes flashed. A challenge. She rose with a peck on Gizmo's cheek. "Alright. Just watch."

She placed herself between Gizmo's legs again. Her view of his face here was obstructed by the thick tower that rose from his groin. She rubbed it affectionately. Oh, how she had missed this cock; how she had missed the stallion who wielded it. She could sense how needy it was, waving and throbbing with his heartbeat, his balls tense against his sheath, full and heavy with no release. The other mares were fun, but he needed her. She was the only one who could satisfy him, who could suck that massive cock and still love the dork attached.

Deepthroat Cockslut knew that a proper blowjob started with the balls. She knelt her head to kiss and lick over them, nibbling with her lips, spreading her mouth open to suckle with her tongue. His voice sounded from above, a long noise of release as tension began to melt from him. She bathed every part of his sack until his nuts relaxed, hanging heavy and low between his thighs, precum dribbling down his shaft. She traced the line up his sheath with her tongue, slowly, drawing over his flesh with her tongue as sticky salt spread across the surface. She reached his midring, kissing and nibbling at the sensitive spot before moving up to the source of the flow. When her neck stretched to reach his tip, she gave him a few more long, passionate kisses, making out with the head of his cock.

"Ready?" she asked him. She watched him nod, sweat trickling down his temple, out of breath and red, but his eyes were drowning with lusty need.

Opening her mouth to swallow his broad flare was like coming up for air in the middle of the ocean. A cool wave of relief washed over them both as she took his head past her lips, swiping and swirling her tongue around his flesh before pressing on, filling her throat with fresh cock, gasping for more as he stuffed her.

"No way," Lily muttered.

"That's impossible," Daisy said.

Deepthroat Cockslut shoved herself past his midring, feeling her throat tighten as his thick flesh bulged in her neck. His massive meat only stoked her appetite, and the thickest, hardest parts of him remained. Even for a mare as gifted as Deepthroat Cockslut, taking all of Gizmo was no mean feat, but she did so with grace and relish, shuddering as he throbbed against her lips, his whole cock stiffening in her throat, his sheath tantalizingly close.

"Deepy," Gizmo moaned louder than he had all night. His nasally gasp of ecstasy was music to her ears. She hungered for all of him, starving to please him. She shoved the last of him into her throat, burying her muzzle into his crotch. She watched his eyes roll back into his head as he was totally pleasured a familiar but explosive climax seizing her as she was rewarded with a spread, bulging throat and the smell of his musk in her nose. As her juices flowed and soaked her bedsheets, she felt better. Not just to have her throat filled with her favorite cock again, but in the confidence that she would never hurt Gizmo again. For a mare who lived to please stallions, the knowledge that she could make him truly happy was just as satisfying as a fresh load of cum.

But she didn't want to spoil him for the other mares. Once her orgasm finished, Deepthroat Cockslut withdrew, thick strings of her saliva coating and dribbling down his shaft, connecting him to her lips as she gave his tip another kiss. "That's how it's done, ladies," she said with a grin.

"Wow," Rose said. "You really are special. You must be the only mare alive who can do that."

For once, Deepy was a little bashful. "Well, I can't be the only mare who doesn't have a gag reflex."

"Yeah, but the way you did it was amazing. The look on his face was priceless," Lily grinned.

"Well, everypony's good at something I guess," Deepy smiled. "So, any of you girls want to try him out?"

"I'd love to," Rose volunteered. She sidled up to him, but faltered. "But... Gizmo? Could I be on top? I think I need to take you slow, you know?"

"Oh uh... s-sure," he replied. Deepy couldn't help but feel her heart flutter as his cute nervousness. No matter what the situation was, she doubted he'd ever be fully confident in himself. And she wouldn't change him for the world.

"Thanks," Rose said. "I mean, being mounted by you might kill me, even if it would be the best thing ever just to feel you go to town on me."

That comment earned a huge throb out of Gizmo as he swallowed the lump in his throat. Deepy could feel how badly he wanted to do just that by the way his hips twitched, but she patted him, returning to his arm as Rose moved to straddle him, the other mares finding good positions to watch the action.

The logistics of riding Gizmo were tricky. Even standing on all four hooves, Rose still couldn't quite raise her rump high enough to lower herself onto his cock. She moved forward, angling his cock and giving Gizmo a good view of her little teats, her nipples raised and perky. He gasped when he felt her wet lips brush against his flare. "Alright," she said, nodding and steadying herself. "You ready big guy?"

"Yes p-please," he answered. Deepy and the other mares could feel him shivering with arousal.

"I don't think you should keep him waiting. He's one big horny stallion, alright," Daisy said.

Rose nodded again. Biting her lip, she began to lower her bottom onto Gizmo's great cock. Deepy could see a moment of resistance pass between them as her nethers stretched to try and accommodate him. But after several seconds, a pop was heard and the two gasped.

"Oh, Celestia!" Rose moaned. "Ohh, it's so big!"

"It's just the head," Lily said. "Can you keep going? Or is your mouth as big as your pussy?"

"No, I... I've got this," Rose huffed.

"How does it feel, Gizmo?" Deepy asked him.

"Nng. Tight," he sighed.

She kissed his cheek. "Good. Enjoy."

Rose started to sit again, gasping as her dripping cunt swallowed more of Gizmo's mighty shaft. "Ohh, yeah," she groaned. "Ohh, Gizmo. You're so big."

After an agonizing descent filled with plenty of needy groaning, Rose had lowered herself enough to plant her hooves on Gizmo's slender chest. She was poised at his midring, her cream-colored lips spread wide by his girth, dripping sticky mare juices down his shaft and onto his balls. She began to rock her hips, stroking him up and down with her folds, feeling his mammoth meat move within her.

"Ughh," Gizmo heaved a throaty moan. "It's- ohh- incredible." Deepthroat Cockslut kissed his cheek.

Rose was quickly working herself into a lusty state. She popped his midring into her pussy with a cry, tossing her head and arching her back as more of him sank into her. She planted her hooves on the bed as she rode the newest few inches. Gizmo and Deepy watched with rapt attention as her entrance was split by his incredible width, her clit throbbing madly.

Rose's own eyes rolled upward now as her legs rocked her body on top of his pole, impaling herself repeatedly on his huge stallionhood, not even fully within her. "Gizmo, yes!" she cried out. "Ohh, you're huge! Oh, Luna, it's so big! Yes!" Then, all at once, she rammed her hips down, taking Gizmo's cock completely inside of her, grinding her clit against his sheath. "Ah! Yeah! Gizmo!" she screamed before tossing her head back again, her juices flowing as her body shook and writhed in orgasm just from being so full of him. After a few moments, still riding on her high, she said, "Oh, too much. It's too much!" Rose quickly stood, a few droplets of moisture still streaming from her as Gizmo's rock hard flesh left her with a loud, wet slurp.

The mare stood panting above him as Gizmo twisted in needy tension below her. "Sorry," she breathed. "Sorry I didn't let you cum. It's just... too big. It almost hurt."

"It's- it's okay," Gizmo said.

"How do you feel?" Deepy asked him.

"I'm fine," he answered. "Just- I'm fine."

"Horny?" Deepy asked again, softer. Gizmo just nodded.

"Hey, that's alright," Daisy said. She wriggled out of Gizmo's grip and laid on her side, spreading her legs for him. Her pink pussy gleamed with pearls of mare juice, ready to be stuffed. "I'm not afraid of a big dick like that. I want my pussy destroyed tonight. So go ahead and shove it in, stud."

Gizmo was up before Deepy could even give him a supportive kiss on the cheek. Moving between her legs, he positioned himself at her entrance, straddling her hindleg, the other resting on his shoulder as he sat toward his haunches. Gizmo hunched over her, eager to start thrusting. His hips trembled, his cock wavering as he swallowed dryly. "R-ready?" he asked.

Daisy lined up his drooling flare with her nethers. "Take me to pound town, Gizmo."

All at once he shoved himself into her, inch after inch splitting her marehood wide open, forcing himself deep into her insides until his hilt was ramming into her stretched lips. Gizmo moaned and thrusted wildly, but Daisy screamed.

"Oh, holy fuck! Yeah! Oh! I'm cumming! Ohh, Celestia!" Just like Rose, her orgasm overtook her the moment Gizmo hilted in her, her wetness flowing as her leg spasmed in the air, her mouth hanging open and tongue lolling out. Gizmo rutted her hard for a good several thrusts, but he only managed a few before she too called, "No more! Please! Too big!" Gizmo heard her and withdrew, his cock throbbing madly. Daisy fought for breath. "Too sensitive... after I cum. Couldn't take it. Sorry."

Gizmo's eyes flashed with pure need. Deepy could see an animal in him, craving his carnal satisfaction. She nudged Lily with her hoof, lying on her stomach, watching with rapt attention. "Um," was all she said.

Gizmo's head snapped toward her. He pounced on her. He moved faster than Lily could process, but her instinct took over, her rump raising and her tail lifting high as soon as he mounted her.

Deepthroat Cockslut smiled as she saw him hump wildly at Lily's soft flanks, his staggering cock jabbing clumsily, looking for her entrance. When it had been happening to Deepy, she hardly had any time to process, but now that she was watching another mare receive the onslaught of Gizmo's unrefined lust, she thought it was terribly cute the way he gave himself over to his primal needs. It reminded her so much of how Big MacIntosh took her, so rough and wild. Perhaps there really was a stud in there, she thought.

The two gasped and roared when he finally, luckily, found her pussy and spread it wide. Again, all at once, he was completely inside of her, screwing her brains out, his balls slapping at her thighs and her belly stuffed full of hard stallion flesh. Deepy heard the orgasmic cries start from Lily as well. "Ahh! Gizmo!"

Deepthroat Cockslut scooted toward her and closed her lips with her own. Just as Gizmo did, she shoved her tongue into Lily's mouth, letting them dance, feeling her moans die in her throat as Gizmo had his way with her. She saw her coltfriend lean down as he humped her, biting down on her neck in preparation for his orgasm, but he was in perfect position to watch his marefriend swap spit with the mare he was fucking. His eyes caught sight of their tongues moving in their cheeks, and he could feel her sticky juices spurt around his throbbing cock, clenching, begging him. She was the third mare who had climaxed just at the feeling of him inside of her. Deepthroat Cockslut came just from sucking his cock. For a split second, he felt like a stud.

It all happened so fast. Gizmo hadn't even gotten a full ten thrusts inside Daisy and Lily combined. But he erupted within Lily, his teeth squeezing down on her neck and soft mane, holding her still while he claimed her, his mind hazy and high, his balls icy and tight with final release. With muffled grunts, he shot spurt after spurt into this mare's womb, hearing her moans of pleasure stoppered by his marefriend's tongue. When his eyes stopped rolling, he watched their lips mash together again, seeing bits of tongue and saliva pass between them. He gave a few more thrusts as he pumped the last of his stallion fluid out of his balls.

Lily and Gizmo separated as the two collapsed, Gizmo falling back into the pillows and the mares. Deepthroat Cockslut took her place on his arm and kissed his neck.

"He always such a hair-trigger?" Daisy asked.

"Yeah," Deepy replied. "He doesn't hold back. When a stallion's gotta cum, he cums."

"Shame. Must be hard to get off like that," Daisy commented.

Deepy kissed Gizmo's cheek. "It just shows how horny my stallion is. I love it."

And she meant it. And she and Gizmo knew it. He turned to her and kissed her on the lips. Sweetly, tenderly, intimately.

"So how was this for you, Gizmo?" Rose asked. "I know it wasn't long, but it was still pretty amazing."

"Oh, me too," Daisy added. "I wasn't trying to say it wasn't the best fuck I've had in forever."

"We can do this again, right?" Lily said weakly, working to raise her head from the mattress.

"What do you think, Gizmo?" Deepy asked him.

Somehow, she still caught a trace of red in his cheeks, even as he breathed heavily. "I, uh... I'd like that."

The flower mares laughed. They took their time getting to their hooves. The knew they'd be walking funny tomorrow, but they knew it would only lead them to look forward to next time. They had to get back to their homes. They wished Deepthroat Cockslut and Gizmo a goodnight, and left quietly.

Deepy blew out the candles, leaving the two in darkness, save only for Luna's silvered moonlight. Gizmo was tired, she could tell as much. But happy. She could feel it in his slow, easy breathing. Hear it in the heartbeat sounding in his chest. Smell it in the sweat that stained her sheets.

"I love you, Deepthroat Cockslut," Gizmo said.

"I love you too, Gizmo."

"We... we're going to be fine."

She nodded. "I'm all yours now. Like I was supposed to be."

"You'll always be meant for other stallions." Gizmo paused. "But I'll always love you."

Deepthroat Cockslut knew in her heart he was right. Tomorrow they'd find another stallion to share her gifts with. But she knew that when morning came, she'd be right where she'd belong.

"Gizmo?" Deepthroat Cockslut kissed her coltfriend's cheek.

"Yeah?"

"Would you like me to suck your cock in the morning?"

"I'd love that."

"Me too."