Author's Notes:

Well... that went... poorly? Or is that well? I'm afraid this may all be a typo.

Oh yeah, this chapter? Stuff goes on. I have to remember to warn more often just to be kosher.

Spring approached with a smile. "Look at you..." Her eyes wandered downwards, taking in that twitching member even as Tabitha shuffled awkwardly to try and hide it. "What a noble beast you are. You let that mated couple relieve themselves without taking part. I'm so proud of you, Caretaker. Poor beast, you must be hurting so badly right now."

She was. She was hurt, emotionally, and quite physically in those parts that had gone unused. "Spring!" she hissed out. "Now is not a good time." She wanted to flee again, but paused. Was being part horse making her run so often? Forget that. She wasn't running. "Go away and find something else to do, Spring."

Spring raised a brow at Tabitha. "Oh? And what should I do, Caretaker?"

"How about not watching?!" She stomped a hoof, narrowly missing her painfully stiff member. "What's wrong with you?!"

Spring paused a moment. "I was not aware watching animals was strange to do. If smarter beings such as ourselves didn't watch over them, who would?" She raised a brow. "Even you are half an animal, and I watch over you as gently as I can." She stepped all the closer. "I want the best for you, Caretaker. You're such a fine example of a beast. Watching your two... friends? They are friends, are they not? Regardless, their little act, it was very... stimulating."

Tabitha felt a tingle run down her long spine. Spring had been turned on, and her eyes kept glancing at Tabitha's stiffness. She was wanted. She was wanted a lot, and a large part of her liked the idea even as the rest quailed at the notion of giving Spring anything she wanted. "Look, I..."

"Before you bring up genders, Tabitha, I am already very aware of the other horse. Coco gazes at you with obvious affection, and I don't believe it is entirely unreturned. Besides, sexual gender... There exists no natural sex on this world you are incompatible with. You could accept grand and terrible spires or devastate some poor female with your own tool."

With a forced grunt, she spurted out onto the ground. Did males suffer that often? No wonder they were so easily distracted half the time. "Spring! I'm not in the mood."

Spring licked over her lips, clearly wanting it, but perhaps her need to be ravished kept her from just jumping for it. "You appear to be in the mood. You're a beast, Tabitha. Your sort are predictable." She took another step, so close, dangerously close. Her breath was like sweet pine. "Beasts act on their urges. It's just a matter of time before you find some female, perhaps another beast, or you'll set your eyes on something... grander, cleaner." She raised a brow. "Would you dare?"

Tabitha stood up straight, realizing something. "Even if this 'beast' felt such an urge, I'll have you know that I have a girlfriend, and I'll be loyal to her first." Was she the boyfriend of Coco? At that moment, she stood resolute.

Spring's features flickered with disapproval even as she said her sweet words. "Such a brave and stalwart companion. Coco must be so proud to have captured your attention. Shall I fetch her?" Tabitha was moving to wave the idea away, but Spring knew what she was doing and glanced to the door just a fraction of a moment before a clopping knock came from it.

Tabitha froze.

The knocking repeated. "Tabitha?" It was Coco. "Can we talk? They said you came in here. Are you alright?"

Tabitha checked to make sure the desk still barred the most objectionable views, even if part of her rump showed with her retreating away from Spring. "C-come in." She couldn't banish Coco, not after what she had just said.

The door swung open to reveal the smiling Coco. "Th... Oh, hello." She bowed her head at Spring. "Am I interrupting?"

Spring gestured at the earth pony. "We were just conversing of you. Did you know Tabitha is quite loyal to you?"

Coco went a quick red. "I didn't even dare to think of it! Tabitha, is this... true? Are we...?" Her tail was wagging quickly and hopefully. They had never formally become a thing, but the moment was being thrust on her. She could approve, or she could deny and then Spring would have nothing in her way.

Tabitha looked over Coco's smiling form. As horses went, she was caring and sensible. There certainly were worse options by far, it was just... so fast. Why did everything insist on being too fast that day? "Coco, I'd like..." She had to choose. "I'd like to give it a try, dating. We should get a feel for each other before we make any permanent decisions."

Coco nodded at that, her ears perked and tall. "Then we'll do that. That's a splendid idea. I was afraid a moment you were hurrying too quickly. I don't... You deserve more than a rebound, Tabitha." She put a hoof to her chest. "I understand what happened was painful. If... If you need time, I understand."

Tabitha couldn't help but smile. That was exactly the sort of answer she wanted. "We'll talk later, alright. Thank you, for being you."

Coco tilted her head at Spring. "What are you glancing at?" Spring was still glancing at Tabitha's parts, and Coco noticed. She started to move around the desk to see.

Panic settled over Tabitha. She didn't want Coco to see that and she rose to her hooves, just to thump painfully against the desk. Why did Spring make her so obscenely large?! That moment of sensitive pain was long enough for Coco to bring it into view and gasp loudly. She went a dark red, but she was staring with less guile than Spring had.

Was it the pheromones?

"C-coco, you--"

She glanced up at Spring, then Tabitha. She straightened out her ascot as she sank to her haunches. "Can I help?"

Could she help?! There were only a few ways a female, any female, could help with that... specific problem. "I just want to be alone!" Tabitha hadn't meant to shout, but there it was. "Today's been a crazy day, ending with me, and... this and..."

Coco's forehoof landed right on the massive length, giving it a slow petting with its surprisingly soft but firm surface. "Miss Breeze? I need some privacy, with my... coltfriend."

Spring flashed a smile. "The beast rides again. Very well, enjoy your mate." She faded in a rustle of leaves, denied being plowed directly, but Tabitha was sure she'd watch the tawdry act.

Tabitha tried to back away but Coco came right along with her. The soft touch of a snout, kissing that length, made her sink and shudder with increasing pleasure. "Coco, please..."

Coco glanced up at her. "I want you very badly, Miss Taylor, but you did warn me, so I will ask." She sat down, not touching at Tabitha a moment. "If you allow, we'll do... what comes naturally between a stallion and a mare, but only if you allow it. If this hurts you, then... I'll just walk out. I'll walk out and I won't count it against you, promise." She gave a brave smile. "Coltfriends and marefriends shouldn't be barred from saying no."

Tabitha felt relief flood through her. "Thank you..." She kissed Coco on the nose before she even realized she was going to do it. "Let's talk, later."

Coco gave a firm nod and trotted from the room in almost a hurry, her tail swaying and parts Tabitha shouldn't be looking at there to see. It seemed ponies only 'showed' when they got excited, or at least she only noticed it then.

She was gone. Tabitha was alone. "You turned her away." Maybe not so alone. "You said, Tabitha. Was that not true then?" Spring approached on light feet. "I see what my error is. I keep hoping you will catch the subtle hints, but subtlety only angers you, Caretaker. Our relationship should be forged as dwarves, clear and solid as the stones they dig."

How did dwarves get involved? "Being honest is good." She couldn't ar-- Her thought came to an abrupt halt as a warm hand circled around her member and began to pull with the faintest touch of feathers. "Spring!"

"I will say what I'd rather not. Tabitha, you have all that you require. I think you know what is desired of you. Please don't make me say more than that."

Tabitha took a half step away, just to be followed and for the light touches to wander down her length. "We're barely friends!"

"I am not requesting you inseminate me with your filthy animal seed, horse lover. Our relationship won't change. Do as you want to do. Stop resisting it, and me."

Her willpower only went so far. It crumbled in a storm of explanations. Fine! She'd give her exactly what she wanted, and she'd choke on it. Maybe she could make her hate it so much she'd leave the matter alone. She was just an elf. That horse length looked far too big to do anything but abuse the elf anyway, but that's what she had literally asked for.

Tabitha gave a little growl and Spring's eyes widened slightly. When she shoved Spring back and the elf fell to the floor on her rump, she wasn't blasted by alien magic. "Stop!" Her demand was empty, and did nothing to stop her from reaching down and starting to roughly divest the elf from her clothing with increasingly loud grunts and growls. She was going to give Spring exactly what she wanted.

Unheard by Tabitha, the door locked securely and the room became isolated under Spring's magic. None would disturb them at this moment of triumph. "Get off of me, vile beast!" Despite her words, she didn't kick Tabitha away or stop her from stripping Spring to the air. "Foul beast, you're too large to even consider it!"

Tabitha stepped over her bipedal 'victim'. Her oversized member prodded between Spring's thighs, throbbing angrily and jamming at her from taint to lips, but it was large, too large to enter, not that it stopped her from trying.

Spring would not be so easily swayed. She squirmed, in an effort to be free, but she lined up and her hands and her cunt glowed a dark green before Tabitha suddenly slipped past those naked lips, stretching them monstrously to fit herself into the female clearly not intended to be mounted by a literal horse. She moaned, a noise that was all too real.

Tabitha didn't care. She began to rut and thrust and buck and fuck and every other word she could think of. Her powerful equine hips plunged her shaft deep into that impossible hole even as Spring screamed and complained. It held her so tight and it was so very wet. No resisting female should be so thoroughly damp, but she was, and Tabitha still didn't care. She was too worked up. Her balls began to slap up against the elf, somehow reaching the bottom despite the massive difference between them. Her huge balls were growing tighter, filling with seed.

"Foul creature!" Spring grunted between deepening moans. "You'd best... stop... I will not be made a broodmare!"

So she didn't want that, did she? Tabitha thrust all the harder. She would punish Spring and spray directly into that clenching passage. She would... Her thoughts were a jumbled mess with her emotions running wild and funneling out through every desperate shove against Spring.

A bare foot lashed up and landed on those huge balls, nudging at them and stroking them. It made Tabitha shiver in pleasure.

"You will not ignore me!" insisted the elf as if she were delivering powerful kicks instead of helping Tabitha along. "Animal, contain your depraved lusts. Contain..." Her words dissolved into an all-too-true moan. She was enjoying the rutting. She was liking every powerful shove into her body.

They were moving against each other with a shared, desperate, energy when it came, or rather, Tabitha came. Her flared member swelled into place just before she exploded. Thick bursts of seed ran down her new member to fill Spring's hole as the 'violated' female screamed and complained even as she clearly climaxed in return.

Tabitha slowly sank, settling her pony body down onto Spring. She was spent, and happy, and... What had she done?

"Filthy... horse..." Spring put a hand on her belly. "That desperate for a broodmate? Fine! I will do as I must."

Do as she must? Tabitha shook off the lethargy in her. "What are you talking about?"

"You seeded me, dirty beast. You sprayed your seed across my fertile field." She said it with a nasty sneer even as she seemed so relaxed. "I will swell, nasty and grotesque with your foul progeny. Horse, you've made a broodmate out of me."