Horse People Go Naked
Chapter 140: Chapter 139: Fire Burns All
Previous Chapter Next Chapter“Oh, my,” Luna cooed in amusement as she returned to her room. It had been one of those days where she hadn’t felt the need to sleep, and so had occupied her time with other matters. Specifically, she, Celestia, and Cadence had all been tending to the last-minute preparations of heat week, which for Canterlot, officially began tonight. The government and its bureaucracies were now essentially on hiatus and operating with only a skeletal crew of stallions who didn’t have mares to cool off. With no other tasks that needed tending, Luna nodded politely to the stallion guards outside her door and entered her room. She cooed softly at the sight of her bed and its contents.
Moonlight was in the middle of grinding her hips into Thomas’ groin as the man spooned her. The unicorn’s body, caring little for the procedures the city had set out, had actually started her heat a full four days early, meaning her efforts to encourage her stallion weren’t likely to yield any significant results any time soon. Silver and Surprise were tossing and turning in bed. At some point, as Luna watched, they’d tossed into one another’s arms and began vigorously making out in their sleep. By contrast, Honey was absent. She’d left the previous night, having properly read her body’s signals, and was no doubt trying to give her stallion the same encouragement Thomas was receiving at this very moment.
Luna checked the time and decided that it wouldn’t be the end of the world if she raised the moon a few minutes early – much to the virulent disagreement of a few very passionate astronomers. Her task done, Luna returned from the balcony, closed the door behind her, faced the lovers occupying her bed, and inhaled deeply through her nose as she magically peeled off her dress, deposited it on a hanger, and sent it off into the closet.
Alicorns didn’t go into heat as frequently as other mares. In fact, Luna wasn’t certain if her corruption and banishment to the moon had altered her internal clock in any way. However, she could say with absolute certainty that she was, at least, not in heat now. No. The burning tingle that started in her belly and was quickly growing throughout her body wasn’t the fault of heat. It was a sympathetic heat, a phenomenon whereby a mare who wasn’t synched up with the surrounding mares still exhibited many of heat’s symptoms to provide more encouragement to local stallions. Although, if she were being honest, her body’s sympathetic heat wasn’t significantly stronger than her usual needier moods.
“Rise and shine,” Luna sang as she gradually brightened the room’s lighting. “Time for all good little colts and fillies to wake up and heed nature’s call.”
Surprise and Silver were the first to awaken. After blinking the sleep from their eyes, the first thing they saw was the trail of saliva connecting their lips. Luna giggled as she watched the gears turn in their brains. It took a little bit for their sleep-addled minds to realize what this meant, but both smiled once it finally clicked. Thomas was next to wake as Moonlight’s sleep humping had become too much for him to ignore. His morning wood was wedged comfortably between her ass cheeks, but the ache in his balls told him he was running on empty. He shrugged apologetically and kissed his mare below her ear. The sleeping beauty finally stirred and propped herself up, partially sitting in Thomas’ lap.
All four of the bed’s denizens pulled themselves up. They blinked, yawned, scratched, and felt just how sticky their bodies were.
“You need a bath,” Thomas said, directing his words at Moonlight. He made a show of taking a big whiff of her mane and pulled back. “Whoa! Or maybe we should just throw you in the wash.”
Moonlight met Thomas’ joke with a playful glint in her eyes as she wiggled her hips in his lap. “So long as it’s you doing the scrubbing, I wouldn’t mind,” she offered.
The sound of a sudden increase in heavy breathing caused Moonlight’s ear to flick, and she turned to the source. Silver and Surprise were now inhaling deeply through their nostrils, eyes wide as saucers and glued firmly on Thomas. Moonlight giggled sympathetically at their plight. Even now, her hormones had her convinced that Thomas’ every word held the most sensual croon to caress her ears and would bring her to near climax just from listening to it. So now it was the turn of the winged mares to suffer the rapturous agony of heat, and Moonlight couldn’t have been happier for them.
Ponies were a peculiar race in this regard, as declared by consensus among the world’s other races. Though few of these races were monogamous, they were much more prone to jealousy and possessiveness of their mates. That isn’t to say that pony mares didn’t also feel jealousy, betrayal, or neglect from time to time, but it was notably less common than the other races. For Moonlight, although in her mind she knew that Silver and Surprise weren’t part of her herd proper, emotionally, she was hard-pressed to see them as anything less. They were her close friends, they were in need, and she had a stallion willing and generous enough to help scratch their aggravating itches. Moonlight couldn’t think of anything that would make her happier at this moment.
Seeing Moonlight distracted, Thomas followed her line of sight to the other hungry mares in the bed. His heart began to race as he met their hungered expressions. Surprise licked her lips and caused his wedged cock to twitch between Moonlight’s buns, startling a moan from the mare. When his brain registered what he was seeing, he gave the mares a wry grin. He then cupped his hand a short distance in front of his mouth, kissed into it, opened his hand, and blew towards the mares. Surprise actually pushed Silver aside and positioned her cheek along the kiss’s course, only for Silver to pull ahead and take a large chomp out of the air in front of Surprise.
“Cheater!” Surprise whined.
Silver just beamed in triumph as she made a show of moving something around inside her mouth. She then swallowed and prepared to make some snappy remark. Unfortunately, her words were smothered when Surprise tackled her to the bedding as the pegasus forced her tongue down the bat’s throat, creating several temporary bulges in the smaller mare’s neck.
“Ahem,” Luna cleared her throat, drawing all attention to herself. In her magic, she levitated a bottle of Chilled Heat, which she shook for emphasis. “Now I know all of you are feeling a might antsy at the moment,” she began as she swaggered around the bed with a definite swing to her hips. “But let us not forget,” again she teasingly shook the bottle, causing the pills inside to rattle, “to take the necessary—”
“Gimme!” Surprise barked before flaring her wings and lunging at the Princess. However, she barely made it halfway across the room before being ensnared in the dark alicorn’s magic. Her wings flapped, and her limbs flailed desperately to push her forward, but she remained locked in place. She was like a small dog, paddling through the air while being held just over the water.
Smiling, Luna removed the cap and levitated a single capsule out. She held it directly in front of her snout and began her approach. The Princess cruelly grinned as Surprise continued to struggle, the pegasus’ eyes torn between the pill, Thomas, and the mare holding her captive. Then, when the pill was so close that it looked like all Surprise need do was stick her tongue out far enough, Luna lunged like a snake and made the capsule disappear in one fell swoop.
Surprise was stunned by this heinous betrayal. She looked to be on the verge of tears. Her feelings of hurt and sorrow, amplified by her intense hormones, lasted all of an agonizing half-second before Luna suddenly and aggressively kissed her. Surprise was so stunned by the – in hindsight – very expected turn of events that she didn’t register her favorite alicorn’s tongue pushing something hard and vaguely mint-flavored into the back of her throat. Finally, she recognized the pill and swallowed it down with a gob of mixed saliva.
The kiss parted, and Luna smiled at her pegasus. She beamed with a smug triumph at having surprised Surprise, beating her at her own game. Surprise also smiled, but it held a faint glimmer of malice not unlike what Luna had used mere seconds ago. Luna puzzled over this for an entire second before movement brought her vision down low. There, she saw two things that gave her alarm. The first was Silver using her low profile to sneak in close and steal the bottle while Luna was distracted. The alicorn would have complimented her bat’s cunning, were it not for the second thing. Surprise, no doubt in an act of revenge, was reaching out for her Princess’ breasts with fingers like claws. This time, Luna did not react fast enough.
“Gotcha!”
Luna yelped in shock.
“Sh-should we help?” Thomas asked. He was leaning around Moonlight to watch while the mare continued to sit on him.
Moonlight smiled from her thoughtful stallion to the wrestling match happening at the foot of the bed.
“Faust, shining down!” Luna declared in alarm as she fell. The pain was too much. However, her grip remained steadfast as Silver attempted to steal the bottle. “Gah! No biting!”
“Hmm, they look like they’ve got things under control,” Moonlight said with a contented sigh. Then, recalling what Thomas said earlier, she took a sniff under her armpit and flinched back. “We’ve got more important matters to deal with.” It was one thing to have a modest musk meant to entice a prone stallion, but a lady still had to have standards.
Thomas smiled at Moonlight’s response as she levitated him in her magic. He allowed himself to be carried behind her as she slipped out of bed and made for the bathroom. “Easy there,” Thomas cautioned, noticing Moonlight’s limp. “You okay?”
There was still that aching itch between her legs, as there would be for the remainder of her heat, but it was much more tolerable than it had initially been. She was still fully lucid and figured that the need wouldn’t return for quite some time. “Oh, yes,” Moonlight purred, ruminating on the pain in her upper thigh and just how good it made her feel. Finally, she met her stallion’s eyes, and the sight of his genuine concern made her heart flutter.
From talking with friends and family alike, Moonlight knew that a lot of stallions viewed their familial expectation of heat season as a chore. Unless they were actually trying to get their mares pregnant, many stallions looked forward to heat with a similar worrisome groan to that of the mares. It was understandable. Between the sex imbalance and the sheer neediness of mares in general, stallions often faced heat with the same dread as soldiers going into battle. Older veterans of such warfare had learned to properly pace themselves, hydrating and taking regular breaks as they learned to read when their mares really needed a good bucking while abstaining when the need was less great.
Thomas wasn’t like that one bit. Despite being told several times that this was all perfectly natural, Moonlight got the feeling that the human still wasn’t convinced. At times he looked at her with a determination she’d never seen before, like he was somehow fighting to protect her from her own urges. It was endearing, but also worrisome. He lacked the cultural familiarity of all other ponies that assured him all was well, which could potentially drive him into pushing past his limits.
Moonlight sorrowfully sighed as she slipped into the bathing pool and set Thomas down in her lap, facing away. She wrapped her arms tightly around his chest and pulled him in close, burying her nose into his hair. They sat in silence for a while, feeling the gentle ripples of the warm water tap against them while the steady flow from the fountain and distant cries of pain and pleasure made up the ambiance.
Carefully Thomas lifted his arms and pushed past Moonlight’s grip. She allowed it, and he draped his arms down over hers in a pseudo hug. Thomas knew he still had a long journey ahead of him on his quest to become socially literate, a feat he’d long accepted he’d be pursuing for the rest of his life. However, he mentally gave himself a pat on the back for reading that he needn’t say anything at this time. All Moonlight needed was to hold him close, to be mutually supportive of him and his ever-present feelings of doubt. Even so, the human still felt a bit uncomfortable just saying nothing, so he hummed instead.
It was a simple little diddy, the theme to “Der Fuehrer’s Face.” Hardly the most romantic thing the human could think of, but that was the point. He wanted to lighten the mood and put his mare in a state of relaxation. Much sooner than Thomas had expected, Moonlight’s horn lit, carrying a bar of soap and a washcloth. Scrubbing commenced, all while Thomas felt the rise and fall of Moonlight’s perky breasts and those sharp nipples digging into his back. Thomas just continued humming, waiting for Moonlight to give some signal that she was ready to speak.
“Do you think our room’s still messy?”
Thomas blinked. “What?”
“Our room. It was in quite the state when we left,” Moonlight reminded him with a soft laugh. She’d taken the washcloth out of her magic and was scrubbing her favorite human by hand.
“Oh, yeah,” Thomas recalled with a small chortle. That had been a while ago. “Sorry about that. You know how wild I can get,” he joked.
Moonlight laughed appreciatively. “You think the maids cleaned it up after we left? I’d hate to go back just to find all those bottles still on the floor.”
“Probably a few pills short,” Thomas offered. He leaned forward to give Moonlight easier access to his back.
“Probably,” Moonlight agreed, thinking of how tempting all those bottles might seem to some less-than-honest cleaning pony. Her thoughts drifted to more immediate concerns as she spared a thoughtful look down at her stallion’s bottom. It was still as cute as the first time she’d seen it, though definitely more toned. The life of a concubine demanded fitness. Her scrubbing was purely innocent, at least, for the moment. “What do you think of our curtains?”
“Don’t know,” Thomas answered. A smile crept across his face as he considered how silly he must look right now to have this larger mare washing him. He imagined he must look a lot like her child, but that struck an unfavorable chord with the human. Play and pretend were all well and good, but it surprised him how much it upset him to think Moonlight might be viewing him as less than an adult. “I think it’s your turn to be cleaned.”
“Okay,” Moonlight agreed amicably. She released her grip on the human, and her breasts suddenly felt cold for his absence. She ignored this and turned in her seat, giving him ample access to her back.
Silently thankful for Moonlight’s lack of protest, he took the washcloth in hand and started a gentle scrubbing along her spine. Her body tensed, and her fur stood on end from his touch. “Never put too much thought into curtains,” he offered, hoping a mundane conversation might take her mind off of other things. The cries of the other room seemed to be getting louder. “Guys aren’t normally the ones to care about that sort of thing.”
Moonlight laughed. “Right. Sometimes I still expect you to act like an Equestrian stallion.”
Thomas said nothing as he continued to scrub, curious where this was going.
“I’m glad you don’t,” she added. “It’s more fun that you keep surprising me.”
Thomas smiled flatly. Despite the reassurance of her words, a depressed mind could always be trusted to see the downside of things. “I hear spontaneity can be real good for a relationship,” he began. “I think I read doing stuff like shaking up household routines works well, but we don’t really have those.”
Moonlight hummed thoughtfully, concentrating more on her stallion’s words than his touch. It was true that their routine had become rather repetitive, especially with both their schedules revolving around Luna. She didn’t mind and had always been under the impression Thomas was the sort who liked his routines. However, the part of her that still saw him as a stallion convinced her that he was only bringing this up as a moderately subtle hint of what he wanted.
Her mind raced with possibilities to amend this oversight. Neither of them really cooked, apart from Luna’s lessons, and they subsisted primarily off the castle’s kitchens. Moonlight considered surprising Thomas with breakfast in bed, just something simple to show she cared. However, her stallion was a light sleeper. Between that and his admitted reliance on cozying up to a warm, soft mare as a sleep aid, she doubted she could extricate herself without his notice. Gifts would be tricky given their regular proximity to one another, but it wouldn’t be impossible to pull off, especially given their recent changeup with dating. A surprise vacation somewhere might also be nice. In the end, Moonlight decided she’d best just go to the source.
“Maybe. What did you have in mind?” Moonlight asked, only for her ears to perk at what she was reasonably sure was a disappointed huff.
“I just thought that, well, you guys all do so much to help me out that I should, you know, do something,” Thomas replied haphazardly.
Moonlight’s tail wrapped around her stallion’s back, snaked its way up his chest, and gave him a firm flick on the nose. She looked over her shoulder with a smirk. “Did you deserve that?”
Thomas rubbed his nose a moment, and then got back to scrubbing. “Probably,” he conceded.
Moonlight giggled at her… human’s face. “Right now, there’s only one thing I want from you,” she informed with a wry grin. “You’ve been very generous with giving it so far. But when this heat’s over, I think I’ll want to resume writing as soon as possible.”
“Really?” Thomas asked. “That’s all?”
“Don’t be silly,” Moonlight scoffed. “I won’t be the one doing the writing.”
Thomas raised his brow in intrigue.
“I’ll be too busy dictating while I rest my head in this one cute stallion’s lap,” she added.
“Cute stallion, huh?” Thomas asked with a smile. “Don’t tell me you’ve been seeing another guy behind my back.”
A sudden surge of hormones flared in Moonlight’s brain. She actually had to suppress the reflex to vigorously deny the allegations of infidelity, forcing herself to recognize the playful joke. “Fine. Then I won’t.”
Thomas planted his chin on Moonlight’s shoulder and wrapped his arms around her neck. She tensed, and he heard a faint squeak come from her throat. So he kissed her neck, deciding it was his turn for some mutually supportive hugging. She eventually relaxed.
“Thomas,” Moonlight playfully sang as she nuzzled his forehead and messed his hair.
“Light of the moon,” he replied experimentally, noting the way she tensed once more.
“Don’t go frivolously calling a mare in heat that,” she warned, her breath catching in her throat. “Not unless you’re willing to face the consequences.”
“Oh? And what if I’m so happy being with the greatest unicorn in the world that I’m willing to face those consequences?” he asked daringly.
“Greatest u—” Moonlight paused, finding herself momentarily speechless. Her cheeks were glowing hot, and her belly was growing hotter. “You don’t mean that,” she dismissed, hoping he’d argue.
“I don’t?” Thomas asked. “But I was so certain Moonlight Shield, the light of the moon, was best unicorn.” He let his grip relax and partially slid down her back until his lips were pressed into her shoulder. “I mean, what other unicorn has such pretty fur and a nice plot?”
Moonlight squeaked again. Her condition was being agitated.
“It’s like a yummy, juicy orange, just waiting to be devoured,” he said with a lusty growl.
“He’s got ya there!” Surprise announced.
Thomas and Moonlight barely had time to register the pegasus’ presence before she took off with a running start, soared over their heads, and performed a cannonball right into the pool.
Moonlight instinctively moved between her stallion and the imminent danger, taking the brunt of the harmless wave for all it was worth.
“H-honestly,” Silver stammered, sounding exhausted. “Some mares have no grasp of timing.”
Thomas and Moonlight looked back at the entryway to find Silver in front of Luna, though only the latter was standing. Silver was facing forward while her arms and legs were pulled back to wrap around the alicorn’s immense form. Luna, meanwhile, placed a hand gently on Silver’s stomach, holding her in place without magic. The giant cock currently wedged deep in the bat mare’s foal hole also helped keep Luna’s passenger steady as she stepped forward and gently entered the bath beside the others.
Thomas watched in awe as Luna planted herself beside him with Silver in her lap. The smaller silver mare was struggling to keep her face straight and not start bouncing. And while Luna’s expression was the pinnacle of serenity, Thomas felt reasonably confident that she was also struggling to hold herself back. His eyes trailed down Silver’s backside to the point where she and Luna connected. The sight of them walking like that had been immensely intriguing.
Surprise breached from the pool’s deep end, spitting out a small fountain of water. Her mane, despite being wet, somehow maintained its shape as she smiled at those sitting along the pool’s edge. “Wow, that feels good!”
“I con-concur,” Silver managed as she gently splashed water over her chest. “Nothing like a good soak after a ha-ha,” she panted, “hard day’s work.”
“You’re one to talk,” Thomas said, just barely tearing his eyes from the conjoined mares. “I’ve been the one fighting on the front lines for four days straight.”
“Very admirably, I might add,” Moonlight said. She lifted under Thomas’ arms and pulled him back onto her lap.
Surprise snickered as she watched the pair of matching pairs. “You guys look so cute right now. Wish I had a cozy lap to sit in,” she pouted.
“We can try something later,” Luna offered and patted the water beside her. There were definitely ideas she was eager to try. “For now, let us relax and cleanse ourselves.”
“Aye-aye, Moonbutt,” Surprise saluted and swam up beside Luna and took the offered spot.
Thomas regarded the flyers. The drug had caused their bodies to go through the same augmentation as Moonlight’s. Silver’s assets had swollen much more dramatically than Moonlight’s, her ass taking up almost half of Luna’s lap and her breasts on par with Moonlight’s before the drug. Surprise’s changes were less pronounced, but her almost comically large breasts were definitely taking up more space in the pool than usual, even as her ass pushed her several inches out of the water. Further, both of them also looked much calmer and lucid than they had back on the bed.
By some unspoken cue, all four mares sighed in utter relaxation and eased into their respective seats.
Thomas found the washrag floating in the pool. Figuring it had been dropped in the aftermath of Surprise’s distraction, he retrieved it and held it up in offering to whoever might want it. Silver took the rag with an appreciative nod and commenced scrubbing her pits.
“I take it you got them calmed down,” Thomas said to Luna.
She smiled and nodded. “A simple orgasm is insufficient for a mare in heat. It must be followed by the sensation of a stallion’s seed filling them up to quell their inner fire.”
Thomas nodded back, ruminating on what it meant that he was growing accustomed to such things as his first anthropomorphic girlfriend growing a penis to fuck his other kinda-sorta-girlfriends into contentment. “Makes sense,” he offered simply. “So I take it heat season has officially started?”
“Verily,” Luna said with an excited titter. She’d conjured a pair of washcloths of her own to start scrubbing Surprise and Silver. “There will still be servants to bring us food, clean the floors, and the like, but otherwise, the castle will be terribly quiet for the next week. Do you foresee this being a problem?” she asked.
Sighing in his own contentment, Thomas wiggled against the breasts on his back until he’d pushed them up. They were now resting over his shoulders and provided an excellent pillow to lay his head upon. “You ponies are awesome.”
Moonlight hummed happily. “He said I’m best unicorn,” she bragged.
“Pfft,” Silver scoffed. “He only says that because he gets to use you as his body pillow whenever he likes, even when the rest of us have other duties.”
Moonlight thought about this for a moment. “Probably.”
Luna crooned her head downwards. “Would those duties you speak of happen to involve a certain—”
“Quiet, Pet,” Silver snapped, causing Luna to go silent. “Your Mistress was speaking,” she said authoritatively, noting the way it caused the larger mare to shiver in excitement.
“Sorry, mistress,” Luna giddily cooed. She resumed cleaning her lap passenger.
“But yes,” Silver continued. “I am, alas, unable to obtain such a prestigious award on account of my duties as a body pillow to a very needy and very troublesome mare.”
“Also, you’re not a unicorn,” Surprise chirped. “Kinda hard to be best unicorn when you’re not very horny.”
“Phrasing,” Thomas deadpanned, earning gentle laughs from the others.
The moment of quiet persisted for some time. The man and four mares simply relaxed in the pool, allowing the comfortably warm water to gently caress their naked bodies. It was a moment of peace shared by the five. However, at that exact moment, the sixth member of their group was also enjoying a bath at her own home. She noted how the absence of her other lovers didn’t feel quite so strong, as if some sort of connection had been made. Then the moment died as a gurgle from their collective stomachs resonated around the bathroom(s).
“So what was that about servants?” Thomas asked.