I woke up in that wonderful, supremely soft bed, and immediately and instinctively performed my 'human check.' I was getting real sick and tired of that.

Once I was satisfied that, yet again, I'd avoided transforming into a stallion in the middle of the night, I noticed that I was no longer resting my face against milky, light gray boobs. The other side of the bed was empty. I had a funny feeling I'd slept in a bunch and she'd gotten up before me.

And why wouldn't I sleep in? With a body treated by the brightest medical and magical minds in Equestria, that had just last night been put through its sexual paces and then some, I'd needed as much sleep as I could get. It seemed to have worked, too; I expected to be in constant pain as a sort of physical karma for my indulgence, but I woke up with just a dull ache through my entire body. Or maybe that was just normal, and it was falling short of my expectations. After all, I'd never done anything like this before.

Still, without someone to talk to about last night's dream, I didn't feel much motivation except to lie in that extremely comfortable bed and contemplate things for a while. That is, until I noticed something unusual about the ornate crystalline nightstand on the other side of the bed.

Draped across the nightstand was a large pair of black, feminine underwear. And beneath that was a handwritten note.

With no small amount of amusement, I retrieved the items. The underwear had to be Derpy's, right? Even just holding it in my hand, I could pick up the faint smell of her. I smiled and took a look at the note, which was presumably written by her too.

Hey Pascal,
It's Saturday, which means delivery mares
like me still have work to do. Sorry to leave
you, but you're basically dead to the world
right now. You get some rest, okay?

-Derpy
P.S. Going to try being naked today! Using
your permission, of course. Do what you like
with the clothes I won't be using. (wink)

I laughed sheepishly, blushing a little and trying not to look directly at the panties I was holding. "Oh, you kinky mare…" I said with a shake of my head.

Was I the kind of guy to fetishize women's underwear and masturbate over them? Was I a 'panty raid' kind of guy? Hell to the no, but the gesture was still incredibly funny. I had a feeling Derpy knew I'd get the joke whether it was my fetish or not.

That said, I couldn't help but admire the shape of the garment that had to cover and support the breadth of that mare's wide, bubbly ass. And I had to take a quick sniff. Ironically. Rolling my eyes the whole time, I swear.

Once all that was processed, I pondered what to do next. The window curtains were drawn, but I could see that it had to be late morning or midday under another bright Spring sun. And like the letter said, it was Saturday. The mob situation had technically happened in the middle of the night between Wednesday and Thursday. I'd been very busy, and now I was at my first weekend as a normally accepted human.

Not that it would last much longer, if the Normal had its way.

I remembered most of the dream that involved Luna. The important thing was that I had a new goal: To meet Princess Celestia, get some answers, and find a way to stop the stallion transformation before my clock ran out. Heavy stuff.

That's why Derpy being off to work was kind of disappointing. She had been my guide in a lot of ways up to this point. I don't know if she would've had any solutions to my seemingly impossible problem, but it would've been nice to talk to her about it. I could maybe wait until she got back, but… I didn't know exactly how much time I had left. Luna said a few days at most, but I had a feeling it might be even less.

At any rate, I wasn't going to figure it out in bed. Time to get up and face the day. Bracing myself, I pushed myself out of bed and got onto my feet.

...And it actually wasn't too bad. I had barely been able to walk the night before, but despite the persistent ache in my body and a slight headache, standing and walking wasn't too painful at all. I wasn't going to sprint anywhere, but I could move under my own power. Maybe I didn't have to rest all day like I thought.

I headed into the guest bathroom to get myself groomed up, and took a second to observe myself in the mirror. I looked significantly less fat. It actually looked rather unnatural, since my broader frame was clearly meant to be carrying more mass, and I didn't have a whole lot of muscle definition right now. But I saw it as basically starting carte blanche on my body – from here, I could go wherever I wanted.

As I started the shower and undressed, I couldn't help but smirk at my endowments. It was trippy to have a dick that actually dangled when soft, rather than just being completely compact. And wow, my balls were actually kind of big and out of proportion. Cupping one filled my fingers, and I really had to stretch my hand to grab both. I supposed that, since production and staying power were my stated goals (and Twilight had been unconsciously getting obsessed with my cum over the course of that day), my testicles got a lot more attention than my shaft during the operation.

Really, though, everything felt better. Breathing felt better. My heartbeat felt stronger. Everything tingled with vitality due to my improved bloodflow. I'd asked for sexual enhancement, but I'd gotten a full upgrade. Perhaps that was the point, though. When it came to the body, you couldn't improve one without the rest.

Okay, that was enough of me being vain.

I showered, brushed my teeth, and got into the change of clothes we'd brought over from Lyra's last night. The shirt was much looser around the middle than before, but at least it fit on my shoulders. And all I had to do for my pants was tighten the belt by one notch. I could probably stand to get some new clothes – maybe even from Rarity rather than from a thrift store like when I got here – but that would take time, which I had little of right now.

Now fully prepared, out into the halls of the castle I went. The place was eerily quiet, mostly because of how big it was, but it was also empty. More often than not, there was some kind of event or meeting being held here, but that didn't seem to be the case right now.

I made my way towards the central living areas of the castle, and eventually found one person in the lounge next to the dining room: Spike.

He looked up from his book in surprise. "Pascal! Didn't expect to see you up so quick. Twilight told me you'd be bedridden for a while!"

I looked down at myself. If Twilight thought as such, maybe this WAS a little odd. "Yeah, I'm just… up. I feel fine, if a little achy. Where is Twilight, anyway?"

"Oh. Uh… Friendship problem. The map called Twilight and Fluttershy to Cloudsdale. They might be gone for a couple of days."

My shoulders slumped. So much for Twilight making studying my cum her 'number one priority.' I shook my head, annoyed with myself that that was my first thought. I meant, so much for asking Twilight about what to do about the Normal and Celestia.

Derpy and Twilight gone when I could use their advice most. Not that they could have known, but… Well, could I even blame them? Derpy and Twilight had jobs, lives to get to. What did I have? A sex addiction, and not much else.

Spike suddenly got a shifty look in his eyes, looking around as if to make sure nobody was watching. He smirked and said, "Hey, you're a… what's it called. Omnivore, right?"

My eyes widened. Maybe this morning wasn't going to suck after all. "Yeah."

The teenage dragon put his book down and got on his feet. "How do you feel about bacon?"

I wouldn't be surprised if my eyes started sparkling. "Bacon?!"

"Yeah!"

"I... I love bacon!"

"Alright!" Spike cheered, and dashed for the kitchen. I followed as he said, "Twilight HATES the smell of cooked meat, so I almost never make any because it lingers all day. But she's gone, and there are no events scheduled for the weekend! We can do this!"

When he reached the fridge, he pulled out one of the bottom drawers and retrieved a slightly greasy vacuum-sealed package. He tossed it to me, and I checked it over. Not only was it indeed bacon, it was thick-cut pepper bacon. "Oh my god, this is the good stuff," I breathed.

"Yep. Princess budget. And I've been saving up for a while." The dragon pulled out four more packages.

I could barely speak, I was so excited. "Are we gonna…?!"

"Have the most indulgent lunch in the history of Equestria?" Spike finished with a grin. "I dunno, do you want to?"

"Yesssssss."

We got to work in a frenzy. Both of us took to the stove, breaking out two skillets for the purpose of cooking all that bacon. Spike seemed content to have a lunch that was entirely just bacon, but on this occasion I desired a little more. So I also whisked up some eggs and grated some cheese to make cheese omelets, and took some sourdough bread slices and butter to make some fancy toast. Yeah, really making use of those college bachelor cooking skills, y'know? But just doing it with someone who appreciated it was fun enough.

What we had after half an hour was a brunch feast for the ages. Some cheese omelets, some toast, and lots and lots of thick, peppery bacon that Spike and I just munched on like slobs. It was glorious. And considering the circumstances, if this was to be my 'last meal' in a way, I was more than satisfied.

It took us a while to get through all the food. Plenty of time to have a chat with the little guy. Mostly it was just talking about how awesome bacon is, but we eventually got around to other topics, too. "Mind if I ask a potentially heavy question?" I asked.

Spike swallowed his current mouthful of bacon. "I guess not."

"What's your take on the whole… 'me' situation? Celestia, Twilight, all that friction between me and the ponies around here… What do you think?"

"I 'unno. Why are you asking me? I'm fine with you, and all of that's basically over, right?"

I grimaced. "It might not be. Still, being next to Twilight, you must've been right in the middle of it. I wouldn't mind hearing a more outside perspective."

"If you think it'll help," Spike said uncertainly. He grabbed some more bacon – the communal plate was getting close to empty – and chewed on them thoughtfully for a few seconds. "I wash oudda da loop" – he swallowed – "ahh, within the first day. I was reading Celestia's letters and taking Twilight's dictation. Then whoops! This should be between Princesses now."

That didn't sound good. I finished off my cheese omelet with a look of frustration.

"But that sounds worse than it is," Spike backpedaled. "Twilight was taking notes on you in quarantine, really detailed notes, and Celestia was telling her what to look for. I don't think I would've wanted to see all that anyway. But there was definitely a point where Celestia basically wrote, 'Wait, Spike's reading these? Uhh, this might be a lot for a teenager,' or something."

Thinking about it for a second, I eventually concluded, "They were deep into studying my anatomy at that point. Maybe a bit adult for you?"

"Probably. And Twilight still talked with me about you afterwards. I just didn't get to see the letters anymore. I think you know the rest, anyway. Celestia wanted you under lock and key at best, Twilight was on your side since you were the last of your species…"

An idea occurred to me. "Twilight was looking for records of ancient humans, right? Did you help with that?"

Spike took a bite of his toast, nodded, swallowed, and wiped off his scaly muzzle with a napkin. "Interesting thing about that. Besides Lyra's little collection, we pretty much found nothing. And I mean next to nothing."

I took the last of the bacon. "Really? That's new to me. I knew Lyra had her materials – and believe me, she told me all about them – but all Twilight said was 'old superstitions.'"

The teenage dragon just shrugged at me. "She probably didn't want to let on how little she knew."

"And if Celestia knows, I'm assuming she didn't tell Twilight," I muttered.

"Probably. Which makes Lyra's hobby a little more… worrying."

"How so?" I asked.

"Because of where she got those materials. An old bestiary from an underfunded library at the edge of Equestria. A dubious letter from Star Swirl the Bearded obtained at the Traders Exchange. Things like that. And none of it really describing humans in detail, just…"

"Bits and pieces," I finished. "A myth, rather than fact. And all of it vaguely negative."

"And what did Twilight find? With all her official resources to search across all of Equestria? A single offhand sentence from a single textbook. That was outdated, apparently. It didn't show up in the latest edition." Spike looked embarrassed after he said that. "Twilight wanted me to keep that a secret, but… You asked, and I think you deserve to know."

I blinked. "Wait, are you suggesting…?"

Spike nodded solemnly.

I leaned back in my chair, slightly stunned. "The only information on humans is outdated scraps… that fell through the cracks? Of a censorship campaign? A conspiracy?!"

"That's what Twilight suspected, but… It's Celestia. Her mentor. She didn't want to make accusations, especially without solid proof."

I had to put my hand on my head and process this a bit. Celestia's attitude on humans was SEVERE. And whatever secrets she was hiding, she was determined not to let anypony know, even her most faithful student. If she had her way, ponies would likely never know that humans ever existed. Which made my freak accident of an arrival the nightmare scenario, no doubt. But I had to wonder… How bad were humans to warrant all of this?

"Well," I said finally. "One more reason to talk to the Princess myself."

Spike chuckled. "Hey, I could send a letter for you. Put you in touch with her."

I smirked and stretched my legs. "I have a more entertaining idea. Since I seem to be able to walk under my own power… I can just take the train to Canterlot and meet her in-person."

"Oh, okay. I guess that's fine, but… Twilight would probably insist that you get more rest. And Ditzy Doo s-said…" He tripped over his words and blushed a bit. Oh, had Derpy flustered him a bit with her socially permitted nudity today? I found the idea very amusing. He cleared his throat and said, "Ditzy said she'd be coming back here after work today."

My gaze fell down to no particular spot on the table. I hated the idea of disappearing on her, but… "I wouldn't normally, but… I don't mean to alarm you, but this could be life or death, this meeting with Celestia. It kind of needs to happen. And soon."

Spike visibly tried not to look too alarmed. "I… see! Um, anything I can do to help?"

There were a few things, I realized. "When she gets back, let Derpy know where I'm going and why I went there. And… maybe send a letter to Celestia. Let her know I'm coming to see her, and that I said it's very important that we meet today." That ought to 'prime' her just enough, I thought. I knew thanks to Luna that my imperatives worked through letters.

"Will do." Spike looked up at the clock on a nearby wall. "So, the train, huh? Even if you ran, I don't think you're going to make the 12:10 to Canterlot. You'll probably have to take the 1:20. You need any bits for the ride?"

"Nah, I got it… covered. Heh heh."

The food was well and truly gone. Spike fished out some kind of tin from his pocket and placed it in the center of the table. He opened it to reveal what looked like breathmints. "Take a couple of these. Helps cover up the meat-breath." He grabbed two and popped them into his mouth.

"Good idea," I said, and did the same. My face immediately scrunched up – these mints were damn potent. "You… You just had these on hand?" I mumbled past the tingling sensation.

Spike grinned sheepishly. "I might've been thinking about visiting Rarity later today…"

I forced myself to laugh good-naturedly, but internally I froze up a bit. I remembered vividly how I'd masturbated to her sexy posing just last night. It made me wonder how I'd balance my own lust for Rarity with NOT ruining Spike's innocent relationship with her, but this was entirely the wrong day to tackle that. At the very least, it would probably remain a secret for now, and I had the Normal as a safety net.

Taking a deep, freshly minty breath, I got up and reached to pick up my empty plates. Spike mirrored me, and we headed for the kitchen. "Thanks for the meal, Spike," I said. "That was awesome."

"Hey, thanks for sharing it with me," he replied as we put the dishes in the sink. "It's not every day I can eat like this with a friend."

His words, sappy as they were, gave me pause. "Friend, huh?" I muttered wryly.

"Well, sure." He leaned back against the counter. "I mean, it sounds like the whole 'boyfriend and girlfriend' thing with Twilight didn't work out, but… it also seems like you're still going to be friends with her. No reason we shouldn't be friends, too."

No reason, I thought, except for the multiple magicjobs and the epic blowjob from last night and her near-addiction to my cum and… I banished those thoughts from my mind for now. No need to clue Spike in on any of that. "Why not? I don't have enough guy friends in town."

"I'll introduce you to some!" Spike suggested. "I bet you and Big Mac would get along pretty well now."

"Oh, we've… met." Dammit, dragon, stop reminding me of the ponies I've had casual sex with. I washed my hands and made my way towards the kitchen door. "Anyway, I should get going. I've got some time to kill before I get on that train."

"And I've got to write that letter, and do these dishes." Spike waved at me as I walked out. "See ya, Pascal!"

"See ya, Spike."

I stopped outside the dining room entrance, thinking that maybe I should say goodbye more officially, just in case this was the last time I set foot in the castle. There were so many ways this trip could go wrong. But I decided it would be better if I at least acted like I was coming back.

Before I left, I returned to my bathroom and brushed my teeth again to really get the evidence of meat out. Better safe than sorry, I figured. After that, I was out. Out and about.

Despite everything I'd been through yesterday, I felt pretty good walking around. I had a bit of a headache, though, and part of me wondered if I should maybe put this off for another day. But I soldiered on. This was too important.

I made a mental map of where I wanted to go, and judged how long it would take to walk to those places. The train station was a good distance into town. So I could really only visit one place and have enough time to do anything before I had to get in line for the train.

Walking through Ponyville's streets had the same effect it always had. Any mares I came across were universally busty and sparked my imagination. And since they were all friendly to me now, it was easier to imagine doing… things to them. The process of becoming hard and aroused began quickly, and I made no real effort to hide it or prevent it.

But I just kept walking. I already knew where I was going. To kill two birds with one stone.

After many minutes of strolling through town, I arrived at the flower trio's shop again. Rose was out front tending the display. She picked me out of the crowd almost immediately. "Pascal, hello!" she called out. "How are you doing today?"

"Doing, uh, alright," I responded nervously. "Sorry about running off the other day."

Rose smiled. "Oh, it's fine. We understood. It must have caught you completely off guard for us to be so accommodating after all that nonsense!"

"Yeah, exactly," I agreed. "Speaking of…"

She caught on immediately. "Oh! Do you need to relieve some tension today?"

I swallowed a lump in my throat. I was never going to get used to this. "Y-Yeah."

"Well, feel free to use the back garden if you need to. Not that it necessarily needs to be the back garden, but…"

"The symbolism of it," I muttered.

"Ha! That's right. You'd probably want to start where it all began, wouldn't you?"

I couldn't muster a response, so I just nodded and headed towards the back of the building.

"Enjoy yourself!" Rose called after me.

"I will, thank you…"

I remembered dashing back here after seeing Fluttershy's sweater get soaked, outlining the incredible, impossible perfection of her breasts. I'd been so aroused I could hardly think. After seeing so many attractive anthropomorphic mares that day and over the last two weeks, I just needed to find a place to jack off quickly and get it over with.

Which brought me to this flower garden, where Daisy was currently tending the plants.

She looked up at me with mild surprise. "Pascal?"

"Uh… Hey, Daisy."

She blushed. "Are you going to…?"

"F... Figured I'd take you girls up on your offer."

"Of course," she smiled and stood up. "I'll get out of your way, if you like."

"You don't… have to," I said before I'd finished thinking it.

"Oh… Sure. Thanks. I promise I won't get in your way." Daisy knelt back down and got back to work tending the bushes.

With supreme awkwardness, I stepped over the flowers and made my way over to the spot where the garden met the back wall of the house, and leaned myself against it. There were some tall flowers on the right to slightly shield me from the view of the adjacent street, and the buildings to the front and left made any other lines of sight shorter, but… This was still not a very private place. In retrospect, I must have been terribly horny to think masturbating here was a good idea.

But now, here I was, unbuttoning my pants in the same spot as before while Daisy worked on the flowers just a few feet in front of me. It got my heart pounding, and I was almost all the way hard by the time I fished my dick out of my underwear and got to stroking.

The magenta lime-maned pony-woman couldn't help but look at my exposed junk. The pink on her face darkened and she tried to stay focused on the flowers she was working on. "Does that, um, feel good?" she asked, making an attempt at conversation.

I moaned in vague affirmation. I wasn't much for chatting right now, but having her talk casually to me while I did this was hot like nothing else.

"Am I allowed to… to look? I don't really know the rules for this, so…"

"Yeah, yeah, it's fine…!" I squeezed my cock harder and spread my legs, fully resting my weight against the wall. The awkwardness started to fade for me, and I began to relax.

Daisy stared at my dick openly, her flowers momentarily forgotten. "Huh… Is it… a bit bigger than last time?? I-I mean, I didn't get a good look at it before, but…"

"Uh-huh. It is."

"O-Okay."

She was staring at me, so in the silence that followed I leered down at her. The three flower girls were built very similarly – slender, but with rounded curves and breasts as big as their heads. Daisy's sundress wasn't shaped provocatively and made no attempt to emphasize her figure… but with breasts like that, the shape of them was unmistakable through her clothing.

Daisy noticed me admiring her. "Looking at… us… makes you this way?" she asked timidly.

"Yeah," I rasped. "Since day one."

"I see… So it's partially our fault things got the way they did…"

Two instinct warred within me. Part of me wanted to encourage this line of thinking and insist that she was the one at fault. The other part wanted to give her some credit. The nicer instinct won out, and my stroking slowed down. "Daisy… I can't condemn you ponies for having the bodies you were born with. Me being aroused doesn't have to be your 'fault.' I just… can barely control myself sometimes."

"Just like we can't control being arousing," Daisy said oddly. "It's like this whole tangled situation was out of everypony's control from the beginning. Like plants in the Everfree."

I could only shrug. "I guess. I don't know enough about flora to make a good metaphor, sorry."

"I'm sorry too," she replied. "I'm… distracting you from what you came here to do."

I wanted to say otherwise, that having her speak so earnestly and casually while I was exposed was really awesome too. But my cock was indeed starting to wilt a bit, so I picked up my pace and admired her clothed breasts more intensely to get it back up.

Daisy was very much aware of where my eyes were roaming. She looked down at her chest, then up at me. "Are these, um, helping?" she asked, gesturing at her boobs. When I nodded, she said, "Is there… anything else I can do? To help?"

God, these ponies and the words 'anything I can do to help'… The Normal was making that a very frequent occurrence. It got my imagination going. "I gotta admit," I groaned, "thinking about what you said to those ponies… Fucking 'violated your flower garden'…"

The earth pony mare looked aside to one of the plants. "Sorry. I didn't realize at the time how it could be taken… out of context."

I was beside myself in incredulity. Really? "Well! Since then, the thought of taking that to its metaphorical conclusion has been real tempting…"

Surprised, Daisy placed a hand on her chest… and one between her thighs. "You mean, actually… 'violating'… my…"

"In a word... fucking you," I growled huskily. My legs started to twitch, and my cock started to throb.

There was a long period of silence where Daisy just stared at me and my exposed dick, going dark red in the face as she contemplated my words. But I knew what was coming. I'd been down this road several times now.

"Well, I guess that'd be fair."

She got up off her knees and hesitantly began to remove her clothing. She pulled her dress up over her head, revealing her bare braless magenta tits. She'd been wearing some shorts underneath her dress, but those came off too along with her panties. I beheld her glistening, fat pussy lips as she stood before me in nothing but her sandals.

All of a sudden, a pang of conscience hit me, and I started having second thoughts. "Daisy…"

"How do you want me?" she asked nervously.

I shook my head. "I don't want to do this if… you don't want to do this."

She looked down at her naked self. "Oh."

An even longer, more painful silence reigned for the better part of a minute as she alternated between looking at her naked body and my exposed penis. I was about ready to pack it up and walk out in shame and anger, but then she spoke.

"I guess I don't really mind one way or the other. It's not about desire or even the lack of it for me… I did a contemptible thing, and I need to make up for it however I can. However you want, I guess." She shook her head. "Please, I know you're trying to be considerate, but that's not the point of this. Just use my 'garden' however you like. Or don't."

I nearly choked, and my waning hardness was back again. "What?"

She turned around and bent over, flipping her lime-green tail aside and presenting her entrance to me. "Relieve your tension inside me. Or right where you are. Just don't step on my flowers, that's all I ask. And I'd prefer it if… you don't keep me waiting…"

Somehow, these mares… They always found a way to drive me insane. Well, I certainly wasn't going to run away this time.

I stepped up to Daisy, cock in hand, and pushed past her outer lips in one slow, smooth motion. She gasped and her inner walls gripped at me, pulling me further inside. I let out a sigh of relief, finally getting catharsis for all the whiplash I'd experienced with these flower girls.

Fucking her like this was liberating, in a way. I put my hands on her hips and just humped to my heart's content. It was probably the first sexual encounter so far where I was physically in control and not just flailing to keep up while getting topped or losing myself in my partner's abundant size. For once, I was out of the sexual whirlwind and just taking things at my own pace.

Daisy remained placid and docile as I fucked her, making little appreciative moans whenever I hit a sensitive spot but otherwise not looking terribly into it, or even out of it. She was just going with the flow, and right now the flow happened to involve bending over and getting railed by me.

The juxtaposition of intimate intercourse and careless attitude turned me on something fierce, to say nothing of the rhythmic squeezing and gripping of her plump, juicy sex. It blew my mind that this kind of amazing vaginal action could be instinctive or automatic for these pony mares, even when the mare in question wasn't totally into it. They were just that enticing without even trying…!

My head tilted back and I released deep inside her, pulling her tail up against my body so I was hilted inside her as I came. Daisy groaned, and her pussy milked out every drop I gave her. I took a deep breath and sighed again, my various stresses satisfied on so many levels.

I pulled out and admired how wet she was from our combined fluids. She looked back at me with a vaguely pleasured smile on her face. "Did that relieve some tension?" she asked almost innocently.

"You bet it did," I replied quietly. I wiped my cock off on her firm, rounded ass and stepped back. "That was amazing. You?"

She shook her head and stood up straight. "I got pretty close, but… this wasn't about me. Don't worry about it. I'll finish myself off later."

As I stuffed my semi-hard self back in my pants, I thought back to what I remembered from my dream with Luna. About how I needed to exercise my power, create new standards and rules of 'normal'… "How about you take care of that right here? All three of you, you should be able to masturbate in or around your home whenever you like. And if anyone asks or gives you trouble, you just explain to them that I gave you permission."

"R-Really?" Daisy asked with more than a little surprise. "After everything I did, you're okay with me doing that…?"

I shrugged my shoulders a little and carefully stepped outside the garden. "Fair's fair. Live and let live. Besides, I've got… other ways to relieve my tension, probably. I wanted to take you girls up on the offer at least once, but I don't know if I'll come back here all that often. Maybe once in a while. But, if I'm not going to be using it, why not let you girls enjoy it?"

Daisy smiled gratefully. "Thanks, Pascal. I was really wrong about you."

I chuckled. "You were kind of right, let's be honest. But… I'm glad to hear you say that."

The magenta mare nodded and leaned back against the house, spreading her legs and letting her hands go to work on her pony pussy. I tried to walk away nonchalantly, but couldn't help looking back and admiring the incredible irony. There was the flower mare who had caught me, masturbating in the garden like nothing was unusual about it.

She gasped out in pleasure, and I walked back towards the street with a smirk on my face. Out front, Rose smiled at me with a big blush on her face and bade me farewell (she must have heard everything, ha), and I returned the polite gesture before heading off. I'd dallied enough at the flower trio's place. It was time to head for the train station.

I had to admit, I felt a little guilty for the situation I'd just left behind. Fucking a mare 'til I orgasmed and encouraging her and her friends to openly masturbate in their own garden from now on? I'd crossed a bit of a line there.

Though in all the sex, my headache seemed to have cleared up. So there was that, at least.

What would Derpy say about what I did back there? She would find a way to justify it, probably. On the other hand, though, she'd probably point out that this had been about satisfying MY desires rather than actually helping ponies, and Derpy really seemed fixated on the potential positives of this power. Still… Daisy HAD offered, technically… And it wasn't like she had a problem with it afterward…

Oh boy, it was the mind control carousel, my old friend. This was why I needed Derpy. Even if I was influencing her, and even if she was steering me down a morally gray path… it was better than driving myself insane with my own goddamn circular logic.

I rolled my eyes and resolved not to think about it too much on my way to the train station.

"Enjoy yourself, stud?" a cocky voice called out to me then.

I was startled out of my thoughts, and I looked up towards a fluffy low-hanging cloud to see Rainbow Dash, lying on her stomach and grinning down at me over the edge.

My mouth opened and closed a couple of times, before I finally thought of what I should say first. "You… saw that."

Rainbow Dash rolled her eyes. "Well, hard not to. You two weren't exactly quiet, and seriously – this idea you have that the garden's a great hiding place; you gotta let go already."

I laughed good-naturedly at her valid point. Still, I had to make sure of something… "You didn't have a problem with that, right?"

The rainbow-maned pegasus woman rolled off the cloud and caught herself with her wings, coming to a steady hover just a few feet above me. "What kind of revenge-sex you wanna have is your business, dude," she replied as she circled around. "Not really something I'm worried about."

"Alright then," I muttered.

She gave me a funny look. "That said, why do you look like you just burned their house down or something? It's just kinky sex, dude – as I understand it, you've been getting a lot of that lately."

I shrugged and shook my head. "I dunno. It just feels…" I blinked. "Wait, why were you watching in the first place?"

For once, I'd caught her off guard. "Oh, y'know, I was just in the area, and… Okay, I was watching you for a couple of blocks, and I wanted to talk to you anyway, but then you started talking to Rose and I was like, 'Okay, I gotta see where this is going.'"

"Well, hope you liked the show," I said sarcastically.

"Heck yeah," she responded with a toothy grin. "Especially the part about telling her to jill off in her own garden. Way to score those sexy revenge points."

"That's the thing. I don't know if vengeance is my style." I started walking again.

"Eh... I see what you're saying." Rainbow reclined back and put her hands behind her head as she flew next to me. "But I dunno. When somepony like Trixie comes back for vengeance, Ponyville becomes a magical prison. When you get vengeance, you fuck a mare then give her permission to jill off in public. It's… What I'm trying to say is: Coming from you, it doesn't really seem villainous."

That was because of the Normal, dammit. "But…"

"And it's not like she's gonna do it all the time. You told her she could, not that she had to every hour of every day. Look, if it still bothers you, just go back and tell her to reconsider! Pretty sure she won't mind. Though if it were up to me, I'd let them keep doing that for a few days, see where it goes. Heck, the flower girls might loosen up a bit and not freak out over the slightest darn thing. At that point it's not even revenge; it's a freaking public service!"

I laughed wearily and rolled my eyes at the futility of it all. There wasn't much point in arguing morality with the people I was mind-controlling – it was just an echo chamber. Still, Rainbow's sarcastic take on the issue did lighten my spirits. "Alright. I've got bigger things to worry about, anyway."

"Oh yeah? Like what?" Rainbow asked curiously.

"I'm going to take the train to Canterlot today. Gonna meet the Big C herself."

Rainbow Dash flapped up to an upright position. "Woah. Well, good luck with that. I'll definitely say nice things at your funeral."

"Har har, thanks a lot," I grumbled back.

"So does that mean I don't get another go at your cock?"

My stride broke, but I tried to keep walking like it hadn't come out of left field. "Uhhh…" I also couldn't help but notice that we were passing by multiple ponies in the street at this point, none of whom cared about the subject matter we were openly discussing.

A pleased grin broke out on Rainbow's face. She apparently relished her ability to fluster me. "Okay, I get it. Just call that a standing offer. An… incentive for coming back safely from your big meeting."

"Hell of an incentive," I admitted.

She shrugged nonchalantly. "What can I say? You got me hooked. And it's not like Pinkie minds."

That last bit threw me for a loop at first. "Pinkie doesn't…?"

"Oh yeah," she added with a grin. "That's why I wanted to talk to you. Wanted to thank you for… I guess setting things in motion for me and Pinkie to, well, be kind of a thing now."

"Really?" I said with some surprise.

"Yeah." Rainbow Dash blushed and rubbed the back of her head. "Kinda surprised me too. Honestly, we aren't sure if it'll pan out, or if it'll even change our friendship all that much… But for now, it's an excuse to hang out even more and, y'know, have lots of squishy sex. I mean, you got a taste of her, right? Damn."

"Heh heh. Dayum," I agreed.

It was about now that I noticed that we were about a block away from the train station. We'd been having this conversation for most of the walk over.

"But yeah," Rainbow Dash went on, "thanks to you we found out we were both bi and interested in each other, so… yeah. 'Nuff said."

"Glad to help," I replied pleasantly. "I prefer it when being a pathetic pervert has some happy side effects."

"Well, don't worry," Rainbow said, floating down to me until she was practically pressed up against my body. "You just made friends with the 'awesome' pervert, kinda, of the group. I'll look out for you." Then she surprised me by kissing me on the cheek and sticking her hand down my pants, fishing for my cock and giving it a few loving squeezes.

Then she pulled away until her lips were a hair's breadth away from mine. "Don't look now," she whispered, "but I think somepony's been following you. Have fun with that."

I tried to not react as Rainbow pulled away and gave me a wave. "See ya!" And with a great flap of her wings that sent a burst of air all around, she dashed off into the sky, leaving a rainbow trail behind her.

"See ya," I said lamely, way after the fact. With a deep breath, I did my best not to look behind me as I headed up to the train station.

The station was about the size you'd expect for a rural town serviced by one railroad – a single platform with the ticket office right next to it. I looked for a clock as soon as I got there, and saw that I had about 15 minutes until the train was due to arrive. I wasn't going to attempt to look for the person on my tail, since all I'd probably do is scare them off. So I just stood on the platform and waited with the other ponies, thinking about the events of the last hour or so.

The stallion behind the window for the ticket counter looked at me with some mild confusion. I guess he'd never seen a human before. "Sir? Are you going to buy a ticket?"

I looked over my shoulder and said, "I'm human. Don't really need to."

He nodded back as though that was enough. "Alright. Have a nice trip!" Simple as that.

Time passed by quietly for a while, until another pony came up to the ticket window.

"One adult to Vanhoover, please?"

"Uh… That'll be 39 bits, ma'am."

I looked over, and my eyebrows almost shot clear off my forehead. Paying for her train ticket was a light blue pegasus mare with a golden blonde mane… but her colors were the last thing I noticed. The first thing I noticed was that she was gloriously topless and amazingly busty, each huge pillow of a breast about twice the size of her head and possessed of a gentle buoyancy even without any support.

Ticket in hand, the mare carried her luggage over to the waiting area in my general vicinity. It took her a few seconds to realize I was staring. "O-Oh! Um, it's alright. My friend, she knows a human, and the human said it's alright for certain ponies to go topless when she specifically gives them permission…" Realization dawned on her expression. "Wait… You're not a… Are you the human?"

"The one and only," I answered with a stupid grin.

She stuck out her hand for me to shake. "I'm- I'm Sassaflash. I guess I have to thank you, Mr. Human!"

I took her hand and shook it, not really keeping my eyes off her breasts that were now very close to me. "Pascal."

"Pascal, right. Well… Ditzy convinced me to try this topless thing, and… It's been kinda nice so far! I was going back and forth on whether to get a minimizer, and now I… Well, I feel a lot less pressure to do that today."

I tried to keep my cool, but the proximity of her naked gazongas was very tempting. "Ah… Feeling a bit more comfortable?"

She blushed. "It's nice to have them sorta 'out there' and have everypony okay with it. Ponies still look from time to time, but… I don't know, it's kind of exciting when they do. Like I'm getting away with something naughty, even though there's a perfectly valid reason for it."

Well, she definitely was. "Did your… your breasts cause you trouble before?" I continued, sweating a little with desire.

Sassaflash nodded. "Yeah, they can be real, um…" She whispered, "Sensitive. And with how big they are, they're always bumping into things…"

I hit my limit. "Hey, um, sorry, do you mind if I…?" I raised my hands and made cupping motions.

The light blue mare blinked and considered me for a moment. "Sure, I suppose. You're the one who made this possible after all." She stepped forward until her titanic tits were pressed against my hands, and I immediately latched onto two great handfuls, causing her to moan. A few of the ponies nearby looked in our direction, then back to watching for the train.

"Tell me more," I said quietly.

"Uh, um… Ah! They… But since I started going t-topless, mmh! Since yesterday, none of that seemed to… to matter as much, hah. Like… having them out makes it… makes it easier to deal with…!"

I marveled at her reaction as I stroked and rubbed her breasts. Even Derpy and Pinkie and Octavia hadn't had it this bad. "Maybe not having them rub up against clothes helped."

Her eyes widened again, but for a different reason. "Oh, that must be it! AAH! I could feel them shifting and pressing against things all day…! Ooooooh, that was just making me more and more tense…!"

"How about now?"

"Now?? Well… They bounce a lot more now… Aaaah… It feels stronger when they bump into things, ngah, but there's less of that… that constant friction, ungh!" She reached out and grabbed my head, and before I knew it my face was pressed against her fat, turgid nipple. "S-Sorry, just…!"

I wrapped my lips around the stiff protrusion, thicker than my thumb and about half as long, and sucked. She let out a gasp, and I followed it up with a pinch to her other nipple and more sucking. After just a short time with this treatment, her body quivered and she cried out in sudden pleasure. I stuck my head between her massive breasts and gently massaged the sides as she rode out her spontaneous boobgasm.

"Hahh… hahh… hohhh…" She released her grip on me and stepped back, her face almost entirely red. "S-Sorry about that. I didn't mean to… I just thought that…"

"You were fine," I said, stepping away as well. "Kinda figured that would happen. You don't have to feel embarrassed for what your breasts make you feel."

After the couple of seconds for her to process that, she visibly calmed down. "That's… You're probably right. I've let these breasts embarrass me for so long…" She looked at me and smiled. "Did you enjoy that?"

"Immensely," I said immediately. "There's a reason I…"

I trailed off. Now that I was no longer embosomed, I noticed something over Sassaflash's shoulder. A pony watching from around the corner of the building, supposedly enraptured by what we'd been doing. As soon as the figure realized they'd been spotted, they ducked back.

I started running before I was fully aware of it. "Sorry, gotta go!" I said vaguely to Sassaflash.

"Uh, okay! Thanks for everything!"

The trip to the corner was a short distance, but I didn't see the pony, so I kept running along the side of the building to the next corner. Just as I was about to go around it, a pair of hands grabbed my shirt and swung me around, slamming me against the wall of the building and keeping me there.

I was dazed for a second, but then realized who I'd been pursuing. She was wearing a different outfit, complete with a wide brim hat, but the blue and fuchsia mane of hair was unmistakable.

"This was the LAST way I wanted to break this to you," the mare muttered, and dragged me along. I made no effort to struggle.

Using one of the employee entrances in the back, I was led inside the station building and into a vacant office. The mare I thought I knew groaned as the door closed, and she set her hat on the table. "With any luck, nopony else noticed my cover was blown," she said as she turned towards me.

I shook my head. Luna had warned me about this, but… "Really, Bon Bon? A spy?"

Bon Bon, or rather Sweetie Drops, looked away from me and towards one of the random file cabinets. "Not so much a spy as a… monster hunter."

Knowing what I did about the series, everything suddenly clicked into place. "Oh god…"

"Yeah... When Twilight got ready to try habituating you among ponies, Celestia put together a task force without Twilight's knowledge. And at the lead, she wanted someone on undercover duty who was used to dangerous creatures. To defend the ponies closest to you and to look out for warning signs."

"What kind of warning signs?" I asked.

Bon Bon glowered at nothing in particular. "She gave us very little intel, but I was told to look for evidence of 'human magic,' 'attempts to communicate with other humans,' and 'desires to manipulate and subjugate ponies.'"

"The fuck," I cursed aloud. "I'm devoid of magic, I'm cut off from any human I've known…" I trailed off at the last one, though.

But she finished for me. "And everything I've seen you do has been consensual."

That made me reel back a bit. "Oh god. You… How much did you see?"

"Not everything. But somepony has been watching you basically at all times, and we share reports. So actually, assume just about everything."

I groaned and paced towards a corner of the room. "Great. That explains a lot. The only reason you let me stay at your place was to obey orders."

Bon Bon gave me a hard look, cocked her hips, and folded her arms. "Actually, I insisted on the lead role."

I turned around. "What?"

Her expression softened a little. "Lyra. I knew she'd… As long as you were at our place, I could watch her too. Keep her safe. If you stayed with another agent, she'd just go off to wherever you were… where I might not be able to…"

My heart went out to her in sympathy. "From the beginning, it was for her."

Bon Bon nodded. We shared a long moment as we silently came to an emotional understanding.

Then I shook my head and said, "I hope it's obvious now. All this spying, all this suspicion… I never meant anyone any harm. I'm not as dangerous as Celestia assumed I'd be. It's insane."

A grimace appeared on Bon Bon's face. "I… don't make a habit of questioning superior officers, especially the highest Princess of the land. But her pattern of behavior regarding you… Would you understand the significance if I said she was scared?"

"I think that'd be clear enough."

"Not really. Celestia has faced more than a thousand years of horrors. Everypony knows that. In my lifetime, the worst I've ever seen her get is concerned. Worried, maybe. But you…?" Bon Bon shook her head in disbelief. "You've got her SCARED. Panicking. Irrational. The only reason she didn't take you down is because Princess Twilight Sparkle got in her way, and she probably didn't want her faithful student to see how bad this was affecting her. Whatever humans were a thousand years ago…"

The point had been made. I sighed and said, "That's why I'm getting on this train. I'm gonna try to get the truth once and for all, and maybe, just maybe, I can convince her I'm not one of the bad ones."

Outside, we heard the train very loudly outside rumbling into the station, brakes squealing, horn blaring, engine chugging to a crawl.

"That's my ride," I said sadly.

Bon Bon reached for her hat and placed it back on her head. "Best of luck, then. For what it's worth, Pascal… I believe in you now. And as long as you still care for Lyra, I'm still with you."

"I do," I quietly insisted. As the spy I'd lived with for two weeks made to leave, though, I reached out to stop her. "Hold on, though…"

"What is it?" she asked.

I couldn't suppress a little smile. "They'll probably be boarding for a while… And I made love to your marefriend, but I haven't done anything with you. And... I'm still kind of angry." I started to unzip my pants, where my cock was still a little hard after the encounter with Sassaflash. "So. One make-up orgasm for the road?"

Bon Bon rolled her eyes but gave me a vaguely positive look afterward. "Alright. It should be quick, though. And no evidence."

"Mouth, then?"

The beige earth pony got on her knees as I pulled out my hardening dick, and it was very quickly sucked into Bon Bon's maw. I leaned back against the wall and let her get to work.

She was inexperienced, but her mouth was wet and warm and her tongue was very active. She was a fast learner, too – the second I betrayed a weakness, whenever I grunted or gasped, she capitalized on it. And once she was familiar with my size, she didn't hesitate to take me down to the base, sticking my head into the entrance to her throat without so much as a gag.

I didn't try to hold back or prolong this. With a sigh of relief, I spurted into her throat and mouth for about half a minute, and after a few extra licks and sucks to clean me off, Bon Bon put me back in my pants herself. She straightened herself out, stood up, licked her lips, and it was like nothing had happened.

"Watch out for that taste," I had the presence of mind to warn her before she left. "If there's one thing that's dangerous about me, it's that."

Bon Bon cleared her throat and frowned. "Hmph. I wonder if Celestia knew about that. And if she was too afraid to tell us." She opened the office door and sneaked out.

After about a minute to rest and contemplate (and stave off suspicion that we had been in here together; spy game and all that), I left too and made my way towards the train platform. It was still there, waiting. I boarded without a ticket, and no one so much as made a fuss or complained.

I had entered into one of the public seating train cars, little more than a series of back-to-back bench seats. The car ahead was the engine, and the car behind us contained a series of small, private cabins. But I wasn't feeling too picky about my choice of seating, so I took an empty bench and reclined.

The conductor, a finely mustached stallion, made his last call and informed us that the trip to the next stop, Canterlot, would take a little more than an hour. He then went around checking for tickets, but when I explained my situation, he happily let me stay where I was.

I leaned back, somewhat dazed. From the moment I woke up to now, it had been crazier than I expected it would be. And this was supposed to be the first leg of today's journey! What other perversions would I fail to resist trying out? What other ponies were going to surprise me with their secrets and changes? What else was going to happen between now and Princess Celestia?

To make matters incrementally worse, my headache was coming back, too. It was a dull, faraway pain, accompanied by a quiet buzzing feeling, like static…