"Come in, Porn Star! Porn Star, do you read me?" Periwinkle called on my cell phone.

I had a busy day, so I thumped my head to the mattress after doing auditions and extra work with the Exotica party coming up in a week or so. Apparently, I had my hands full talking with some of the mares that auditioned. Of course, some of them wanted-if not demanded- a little fun with me, and I couldn't even say a single word, while a few others suggested they'd wait till the party. This pretty much got the stress out of my mind, but made me walk a little out of place.

"So, where did you go?" Periwinkle asked.

I woke up and answered as clearly as I could. "I got a gig at a party Bon Bon is throwing, and it's probably gonna scar you for life if I told you."

"No need to worry about that." Periwinkle replied. "We had a fling at You-know-who's dust in the room, remember?"

I nodded before changing the subject, trying to get that dilemma out of my system. "I wanted to ask you out, but I guess that would be a problem, huh?"

"It won't happen, unfortunately." Periwinkle said sweetly. "But, you're still holding on, and that's a good thing."

"In fact, we won't have to worry about that. I heard from Principal Celestia is handling it as we speak." I uttered with a sense of confidence.

"That's great." Periwinkle smiled.

The wake up call kept me up before we said our goodbyes and hung up. After bathing and dressing up, I headed out of the building. Just as I was about to head up to the cafeteria, I saw to my surprise Spoiled Rich talking with two mares. I paused, hoping that they didn't see me from a far distance. I looked to my right and saw a large crowd of mares pass by. It was my opportunity to walk the other way unnoticed. As soon as I walked to the hallway, I found a familiar neon green mare leaning on the wall with earphones on.

"Hey, Mojo!" she called.

"Hey, Neon." I spoke before giving her a hug.

"Thanks for helping out yesterday. The party is gonna rock." Neon thanked before hugging back. As we let go, we leaned at the wall she stood by.

"Glad I could be of service." I replied politely.

Neon pulled out her cellphone and started texting while I looked slightly to the right of the wall. It was then she broke the silence with what she did before Bon Bon and I left.

"I tried calling in for a DJ for the party, but some of the good ones were in reserve for later dates. Although, I found one in particular who is happy to attend. "In fact, some resident DJs were looking for venues and are happy to perform."

"That's cool." I nodded. It was then we heard someone running to us before she stopped and took a breather.

Neon was the first to speak befor me. "Hey, Lyra. What's up?"

"Everything is working out perfect." Lyra exclaimed. "Some of my friends started a bake sale and sold about more than a dozen cupcakes and muffins. Then suddenly, an anonymous donor came in and gave us about twenty thousand bits, which can pay off living expenses for dorms without a problem."

I whistled in surprise. "That's a lot of bits, isn't it?"

"I know, right?" Lyra replied. "The donor said that some of the mares' parents donated it for the sake of helping students with their daughters' educations. Thus, the money was in the hands of Principal Celestia, who was proud to save it for future expenses in this very school!"

"Talk about academic sponsorship, and finances..." I thought.

"So all that money was clearly donated, huh?" I blurted out. "That could have been a shopping spree stack."

"Or..." Lyra suggested. "...Maybe they can add in a new dorm building!"

Lyra was right; One dorm building is already crowded, so maybe an extra building could make some space for new students. Not to mention the fact that most of the mares lives like residents, despite their place in the school. One thing though: Who exactly donated the money?

*****

As soon as I headed for the dorm building, I opened the door and went inside. Once I touched the doorknob to my room, I twisted it and entered inside, only to find a familiar unicorn sitting on the bed in a sexy pose and waving in a flirtatious tone.

"Hush Money?..." I said in surprise after seeing that curved body from feet to head.

Hush, still looking sexier as ever with her striped black money suit and heel pumps on, got up and walked closer to me with a smile. "Haven't forgotten about me since our last encountah, huh?"

"What are you doing here?" I said in confusion.

"Just checkin' out the place. And, you made a shit load'a progress wit' it." Hush claimed as she took my hand and lead me out of the room. As we walked out, she looked back at me with a smirk after seeing me check her out. For someone who is as hot as hell, she is full of surprises, and I wouldn't mind checking out what she has in store. We then stopped at took a look at the poster of the Exotica party planted on the wall.

"So, you comin?" Hush quickly asked.

"To where?" I answered in naivety.

"The party, of course!" she laughed. "C'mon, you think ya gonna miss it just by studyin' all day an' night?"

We started walking again and talked about how I did during my past few weeks. She insisted that I talk about the kinky details, especially how my performances were. I lightly gave gossip about how I have gotten laid with some horny professors and students, each had no problem getting a piece of me. Then, I had to tell her about Periwinkle, who had been hiding due to my late dilemma of going against Hidden Flasher, which I believe Celestia has already handled. She rubbed my back and said that she feels bad for me. However, she taught me to fend for the friends I found as well as myself since I was the only man in the college, which I could never forget.

"But enough about that, daddy. Whaddya say? You comin' to party with the chicks or what?" Hush exclaimed.

"I guess I could check in on it." I shrugged.

Hush put her hands on my body and leaned closer, trying to give me a sneak preview. "Baby, you won't be disappointed. It's gonna be a lotta ass, and a lotta titty everywhere."

After hearing what she just said, I blushed a shade of red. Hush giggled at my reaction and decided to take me back to my room.

"Don't worry 'bout anythin' else, sugah. Right now, I'm a lil' horny, I wanna have some real fun wit'cha." Hush uttered in a sultry tone before opening the door to my room. She drank a potion out of her bag and quickly threw it aside before turning back to me. As soon as I took off my shirt, she ran and jumped to me wrapping her arms and legs around my body and kissed me wildly. As I kissed back, I grabbed her voluptuous ass cheeks and squeezed them, making her moan crazily.

Oooh, you want this ass, don't you?" Hush asked, knowing that it was time to get to business. "Well, come an' get it, tiger. Raowr..."

*****

After an hour of wild sex and sleeping it off, Hush got up and put her clothes back on.

"Damn, you get stronger and stronger every day. I'm so impressed, cutie." Hush complimented. I thanked her before getting up and stretching my limbs. After that, I drank a cup of some water that was somehow on the table.

"Oh, an' another thing." Hush added. "Some mares donated the money to me to send to the school. Maybe you can use a new place to study..."

I took the idea into consideration just as soon as she walked out of the room. It was uncanny for someone like her to donate money to a whole school. But, I wouldn't want to get into too much detail about her, since she is kind of a hush-hush type of girl to me.

It was then I looked back and saw that she left her coat on the table. Knowing that it was too late for me to call her back, I picked it up, only to see a stack of bits, and a note. It read,

"I may have told you this once or twice, but you're nothin less then da best in sex. You should be paid in full, cuz I feel that havin' fun with a cock like yours don't come cheap. It's a token of my affection, along with a few pics I took, cuz I know you never forget this sexy ass. Maybe you can make a card deck out of it sometime if or when you get the chance. Maybe some of them mares of yours wanna be in it, too. If that were the case, I've already got ya started. But until then..., (orgasms) Mwah, Hush Money."

"My God! Is this mare a freak or what!?" I thought to myself. I took sight of two playing card shaped pictures she somehow sent me: A three of diamonds of her spreading her ass cheeks wide while getting penetrated by me, and a seven of clubs of her sucking my member with her tongue on the tip while spreading her legs up and wide, planting two of her fingers into her marehood. I went absolutely mindless at the sight, but at the same time wondering how can I make a card deck out of pictures like hers. I gave it some thought, and put the two erotic playing cards inside my collectibles box on the shelf. After that, I put on some clothes and headed out of my room.

I decided to check on how the party was set, since a DJ was yet to be hired. As soon as I went inside, I was in shock and awe of the setting. As I looked up, I felt myself fascinated by the ceiling covered with strings and strings of colorful dim lights. Down to my left, two mares installed a card entry booth, along with a silk curtain on the wall with a silhouette, as if it resembled a red light district window. To my right, they installed a minibar. It consisted of leather stools in the front, and countless bottles labeled in order from non-alcoholic to strong. I walked a few steps forward, and saw the newly developed show stage. On the sides were perfectly balanced dancer platforms, filled with LED effects, and stripper poles. I seemed to take notice that there were more solid platforms behind me, along with aerial swings and platforms for air dancers. The whole studio almost resembled a gentlemen's club, but with me being the only gentleman soon to be entertained. Despite the fact that a school would throw an event like this, I was still astounded by their development.

"Mojo!" a mare happily shouted. I turned around, and saw Neon floating and hugging me, along with a few other mares wearing different workout outfits.

"Hi, Mojo." Another mare greeted sweetly. As I let go of Neon's hug, I turned and saw Bon Bon, who hugged me as well. She then introduced me to some of the mares.

"You remember Light Construct, Go Go, and Water Slider, right?" Bon Bon said before I said hi to the three mares. They said hi back in a sexy and flirtatious tone.

"So, do you like the place?" Neon asked.

"Hell yeah!" I exclaimed, giving my honest opinion, which made Neon happy. "It reminds me of the nightclubs back in my world. You guys know your way around the setting. I'm absolutely impressed."

"Thanks." Bon Bon said confidently. "But, we couldn't have done it without Neon and you. We thought you'd like it, but we wanted to ask you something first."

"Shoot." I permitted.

"Do you DJ? You know, like, make mixes and stuff?"

I nodded. "Yeah, I used to do some practice mixes before I did the time. I get a little rusty, but I was saving it for special occasions."

"That's great, because we wanted you to meet someone. Come on!" Neon beckoned as she, Bon Bon, and the dancer mares headed for the stage section. I followed them to where they went and saw them at the DJ booth talking with a yellowish white mare with cobalt blue and cyan hair wearing light blue tank top with a white and blue leather jacket over it, magenta and dark pink tights, and cyan sneakers playing and testing a few tracks. I approached the booth and came closer to the mares, who then looked at me and introduced me to the DJ.

"Mojo, this is Vinyl Scratch." Bon Bon said. "She doesn't talk, but she is a pro on the turntables. I called her last night and she accepted with a sound effect."

"Hey, Vinyl!" I greeted normally. Vinyl turned to me and put up her headphones and heliotrope and dark purple glasses. She smiled and motioned her hand, telling me to come to the booth with her. I never understood why she wanted me to do that, but I came inside the booth anyway. Inside, I approached to her, only to retrieve a hug from her. After putting a arm around my neck and pressing her body to me, she kissed my cheek and went back to her turntables. I followed her and stopped, taking a gander at her equipment, which surprised me of how a DJ's work is never done. I looked back at Vinyl, who picked up a record and approached me with it.

"She wants you to help her check her records." Neon suggested while Bon Bon and the dancers had a conversation. I nodded as soon as Vinyl gave me her record, and I checked it for any scratches or marks. It seemed clear, and not a scratch in sight, so I put it back inside a clean and empty case before tapping on Vinyl's shoulder.

"Do you know where I can place the clean records and the scratched ones?" I asked. Vinyl nodded and pointed to several cases behind her. I thanked her before walking to it, then set them to the closed record cases. After that, I started sorting out some of the critical conditioned records from the clear, and set them to a clear space in case Vinyl needs them. As soon as I approached Vinyl, she gave me a separate set of black and dark blue headphones. I thanked her before putting them on, only to find Vinyl plugging them into a separate turntable system. Of course, it was different from Vinyl's; it had everything in a DJ equipment set, only that the set was meshed together into one piece, making it easier even for novices to try. Also, the set was connected to a random laptop in front of me, already set to a DJ Mixmaster system software. I was absolutely impressed with how Vinyl does these things. But, what questioned me is: Why would she need an extra DJ system?

"She wants to know if you can do a quick mashup for her." Neon called.

"Really?" I said in surprise. She nodded quickly, while Vinyl instucted me by making a record scratch gesture. I looked at them, and looked at the crowd in heavy nervousness. From what I see, the mares looked a bit bored, no doubt.

"Oh boy. I wasn't even ready for this." I breathed. Performing hasn't been my forte, especially in front of a crowd of mares. They say that being on stage in front of a crowd is the biggest fear anyone can imagine; It could even be bigger than death. However, as far as fear is concerned, there is a time to conquer it. I have never done mixing in years before my time in prison. But, there's a time to clear off the rust and make something happen, and the first thing I learned years back is that it's about getting the crowd moving without them knowing, which makes a party exciting, depending on what a song is.

Getting the butterflies out of my stomach, I started plugging my phone into that laptop in front of me, calibrating the turntable set, and turned that volume all the way up, one decibel shy of the maximum volume. As soon as I clicked on a random track and dragged it to the one side of the track player, I set my headphones upright and played the track. The track played a one hundred and fifteen beats-per-minute funk beat, which happened to be my one of my other favorites.

The beat started blasting on the speakers, which almost caught the crowd's attention. I set the beat on repeat and clicked on another track before putting it to the other side of the track player. It was indeed a crazy dubstep song called, "Bangarang" by Skrillex. I bobbed by head to the beat and counted before letting the intro play. As the song played, I quickly set my hand to the record, almost touching it. Just before the song says, "Bangarang", I scratched the left record at the time of the beat four times and released it perfectly. Then, I played the intro again at the time it ended and kept it at repeat before turning the treble knob to max. As the bass-less intro rolls in, I set the fader to the middle, letting the beat mash up with the song.

Vinyl, impressed with my skills, bobbed her head and swayed her hips from side to side. In the process, some of the mares got up from out of their seats and approached the booth. I turned the bass back to the Bangarang track and put the song off repeat. As I bobbed my head to the song, I looked into the laptop and found a section of different sound effects. I set the mouse on the airhorn just as the song said "Bangarang" again. Once the bass dropped, I clicked on the airhorn effect. The sound blared through the speakers, almost giving the crowd a jump start.

Every mare, even Bon Bon and Neon were getting into the mix. I looked around and saw the booth being crowded with mares moving and shaking their hips to the music. Then, I looked at Vinyl, who is still feeling the beat before going back to her equipment. I went back to my set and stopped the left track with my fingers while letting "Bangarang" continue playing. After putting on my headphones, I played around with the left track a little bit before hearing the song on the right go into a breakdown. Suddenly, I heard another song coming from the speaker and filtering over my song. I looked to Vinyl, who slowed the tempo down to one hundred and puts on another song of the same tempo. The bass filled the party room, almost making it jump like crazy. Vinyl then pointed to me and made a record mix gesture once again. I was surprised to even respond, but I had to react quickly by doing exactly what she gestured. I scratched the left turntable to her song and released it, mashing up the beat to it. Now, the two tracks became one, and the place was rocking with hype. It was then Neon turned to the booth and asked for a microphone. Vinyl picks up a microphone, turns it on, and tosses it to Neon, who caught it. Once Neon puts it on, she calls Bon Bon to help her with something.

"Good afternoon, everybody!" Neon and Bon Bon shouted stylishly into the microphone. "How's everybody doing? Having a good time?"

The crowd of mares cheered as they got into the groove. Apparently, they don't even want this party to end. But, of course, it was time to go home and take a break. So, Vinyl and I faded the music in order for Bon Bon to make the announcement.

Bon Bon continued. "We just wanted to tell you guys thank you for being here with us, and that this is just a little demo of what we got in store for you guys! The full course is right around the corner, so for those of you that attended today, you get the chance to make an early bird reservation for a VIP pass, and with it, you get free drinks until last call, and meet our exclusive DJs backstage."

Bon Bon pointed to me and Vinyl before being granted applause from the crowd, who appears to be anticipating for the VIP pass.

"That's right!" Neon added. "DJs from around the world, including those two we have right now, will be spinnin' on the ones and twos for your entertainment! And don't forget: anyone who hasn't gotten word of the Amateur Contest or wants to dance with us on stage for the show, now's the time to do so, and that goes for anybody that wants in on the contest, because they'll be special exclusive prizes for the ranked winners!"

Every mare cheered wildly in anticipation of what the party has in store. As for Vinyl and I, we shut down the equipment, closed up the booth, and headed toward the floor. As soon as we were about to exit past the mares waiting in line for early bird exclusives, Neon, Bon Bon, and the dancer mares surprisingly gave us kisses and praise for how we performed in the booth.

"My god, that was the best DJing I have ever seen you and Vinyl do!" Light exclaimed in joy.

"Thank you, girls. Thank you kindly." I replied. "But, all the credit has to go to Vinyl, for she's the one that asked for a volunteer."

"Or the main attraction." Bon Bon proposed. "Whaddya say? You and Vinyl, tag team DJs, tearing the place down! How about it?"

I slightly tilted my head shyly, regaining nervousness in my stomach. Before I could respond, Vinyl put an arm around me and gave me a swift kiss on my cheek. As I looked at her, she put up her glasses and gave me a wink before putting them back on. Of course, Neon and Bon Bon started to beg me to do the job, along with the dancer mares. They showed their cute pout faces in the process, which almost caused a bad heart attack, even though I knew the trick too well. But, it would be a shame to just run from a good experience and leave it at that. I would love to be famous, but I would prefer not to gain too much ego from it.

"Eh, fuck it. I'm in." I accepted, while the mares cheered and hugged me with wide smiles in their faces.

"But I'm gonna need a gimmick outfit to play a gig like this." I added, looking at my own outfit.

"Not a problem!" Light exclaimed. "I know someone who does good gig outfits! Oh, that reminds me, I gotta call somebody and charge my equipment for the show!"

As Light and the other two dancers exited the premises, Bon Bon and Neon wrapped my arms around them as we walked to the exit.

"I think I'm gonna be sick." I blurted out.

"Trust me, you won't regret it." Bon Bon said, trying to calm me down. "It will definitely be worth it."

As we left the place, Bon Bon said that she decided to go to her friend's room to check on something and left. Neon waved goodbye before stopping and looking back at me.

"Still a little nervous, big guy?" Neon asked as I looked at her. I almost shook in pressure as I try to stay calm.

"Probably." I said, feigning the half-witted fear in my head. Suddenly, Neon picked me up and flew me to the dorm building.

"So, how'd you like the show?... Wanna have some fun with your grand prize winner?...Wow, seems like your cock wants a little dance, too... Lemme stroke your big cock with my pretty ass cheeks..."