The main door lock clicks as it is closed behind the small herd, Citrus is walking the very slow walk of a pony with too much alcohol in her. She giggles as she walks, with Cayenne on one side of her, helping to direct her as they make their way slowly down the street. It’s a very late night in Canterlot, the streets have very few ponies walking around, though the night watch is patrolling the streets.

Citrus stumbles, and Tim reaches over to help her, “Come on my little pony.” He murmurs as he helps guide her down the street.

She giggles, “My little pony,” She drunkenly sings, “What will todays adventure be?” She stumbles again.

“Okay, I think you’ll need help.” Tim says as he brings his arms around her and pulls her up.

He puts her over his shoulder as she continues to sing, “My little pony, will there be exciting sights to see?”

Cayenne giggles, “She’s wasted.”

Tim looks down at her, “Why does her dad affect her so much?”

She shrugs, “He’s a member of the Apple family.”

Tim frowns, “Like Twilight’s friend, Applejack?”

Cayenne nods, “The same.” She glances up at Citrus, who has subsided to quiet humming. She sighs, “The Apple family is all over Equestria. Rotten is a part of the Apple family, and he’s not nearly as down to earth as Applejack and her kin. He has farm roots, but he left them behind when he discovered his special talent.”

Tim’s eyebrows rise, Cayenne continues, “Imagine perfectly aged and fermented cider, or other products that usually require a lot of time to produce. He can age that cider in seconds with his magic, he can do all of that quite a bit easier than the rest of the predominantly Earth pony Apple family.”

Tim shrugs, shifting Citrus on his shoulder as they walk, she mumbles a bit before quieting down, “So, why is all this important? Princess Celestia mentioned that because of her parents, she would need to tell them pretty quickly.”

Cayenne sighs, “Well, he’s been able to climb many of the social circles, even after leaving her Mom’s herd. Though the herd was quite small, he was the only stallion, so the herd kind of fell apart.” She looks back at Citrus, who is peacefully lying on Tim’s back, “Her mom moved out to the coast, we see her every so often, but Rotten is the one you need to watch out for.”

Tim reaches into his pocket and pulls out the small card he had been given by Kibbitz, “You know what happened today, right?”

She cocks her head to the side, “You told me something about visits from the Royal palace, I was too busy with Citrus to fully understand.” She comes over and rubs against him, “I’m sorry, Tim.”

He smiles, “It’s okay, I’m still trying to take it all in.” He offers it to her, and she pulls it from his fingers with her magic. Her horn gets brighter so she can read the text, then she looks up at him.

“You are an ambassador to Equestria now?”

He nods, “That’s what I’ve been told.”

That gets a rich throaty giggle from Cayenne, “If you had shoved that card in his face, he would have been fawning over you.” She stops for a moment and makes a face, “Hell, he’d probably be offering you a spot at his company.” She floats the card back into his pocket, “A lot of the nobles will be wanting your attention now with that little wrangling from Princess Celestia.”

“Wrangling?”

She looks up at him, “Not everypony that shows up here in Equestria from outside our borders can become an ambassador. And even with you being the only human, that wouldn’t automatically qualify you for it. You must have made a good impression on the Princess for her to grant that to you.”

She looks up at him then uses a hoof to push on his thigh gently, “You’re blushing.” In response, his blush deepens, she moves over and rubs up against him again, “It just shows how good a stallion you are.”

Tim looks down the softly lit street, two ponies in armor are walking towards them. Cayenne notices them as well, “Good morning.” She says to the guardsmares as they get close.

“Why are you carrying that pony?” One of the mare’s gets close to Tim.

Cayenne moves between the two, “It’s alright, she’s had a bit too much to drink, we are taking our herdmate home.”

The guardsmare snorts, “Herding, with that odd creature?”

Cayenne bristles, “You are royal guards, and you don’t know about Tim?”

The first guardsmare turns on Cayenne, “We are rarely in the castle, we have a job to do.”

“It’s quite alright, my little ponies.” Comes a new voice, getting the guards to freeze for a moment, then they both turn around and immediately bow. Princess Luna comes forward, “How goes the night my faithful guards?”

The first guardsmare steps forward, “Princess Luna! We were just investigating when we saw a pony being carried by an unknown non-equestrian.” She looks back at Tim, “We were concerned we had a pony napping situation on our hooves.”

Princess Luna arches an eyebrow, “With another pony walking with him?”

The guard rubs the back of her neck with a hoof, “We were just finding out what was going on.”

Princess Luna huffs quietly, “On your way, young Timothy here is an ambassador from the Kingdom of Earth, and this is the herd he has joined. Everything is quite alright here.”

Tim watches as the guards make quick apologies and canter off, both of the large earth ponies tossing glances over their withers back at him as they make their escape. Princess Luna giggles softly as she turns to Tim, “It is rather late for you to be out.”

He nods, “Rotten Apple showed up and got Citrus all worked up.”

“Ahhh,” Princess Luna says, “I know of some of the difficulties there. Rotten wants her to get into a herd befitting his status.” She sighs, “Keeping his eye on the prize, and having a daughter in a noble herd would certainly help his standing with the other nobles in Canterlot.”

He looks at her, “But not with you?”

Luna smiles, “Of course not, while many of the nobles do try to curry favor with the crown, they have their own affairs to tend to. We don’t really worry about the nobility of Canterlot, or of any part of Equestria to be honest, so long as they tend to their duties and treat the citizens under their care fairly. My sister and I do not interfere in the day to day lives of our little ponies. Though any pony that feels the need can petition us for a decision.”

He looks down at Cayenne, “It’s worked quite well for thousands of years, Tim.”

Citrus starts to squirm a little on his shoulder, he brings her weight a bit closer and rubs the top of her head for a moment, “It’s very different from what we had back home.”

Luna smiles, they’ve talked about the government back home, he never joined a party, never really cared about politics, so he could basically only tell them what he remembered from high school. She turns and gestures, “You are heading home, correct?”

Tim nods as they start walking, Princess Luna falls in next to them as they walk, she keeps an eye on Tim, “Are you okay carrying her?”

He shifts a shoulder, she’s not tiny, she has some weight to her, but not all that bad, he smiles, “Nah, I’ve got her.” He hugs her tighter, “Feels good to help her.”

That gets a knowing smile from Luna as she looks down to address Cayenne, “Are you getting to know the new stallion in your herd?”

Cayenne takes a long time to answer, she looks up at Luna, then up at Tim, after a few moments her face colors, “We are still figuring it out, Princess.”

“As is natural, he’s been in your home for less than two days.”

She looks up at Tim, “I can see what Citrus loves about him.” She says, almost too quietly to hear, she flicks her ears back and forth, “He has a good heart, and he’s fiercely loyal.” She looks up at Citrus, who is snoring softly on his shoulder, “And he really loves Citrus.” She looks down, “I’m finding that I hope I am deserving of that love.”

That gets Tim to stop, both other ponies stop as well, Cayenne’s face a mask of confusion. Tim gestures with his shoulder at Princess Luna, who’s horn lights and Citrus is drawn carefully off of him, he smiles at Luna thankfully and kneels down to Cayenne, “Don’t say that Cayenne, I can see how Citrus feels about you. I’m paying attention.” He puts a hand on her cheek and gently wipes a tear away, “I’ve been in your world for a year, I’ve known Citrus for a long time while I was healing, but I have learned quite a bit in my time here. And since Citrus wanted me in your herd I’ve had to think long and hard. You mentioned that Citrus would be our lead mare, right?”

She nods.

He rubs her ear gently, “That means that you trust her to lead us, to make the best decisions for us, and we should place our faith in her in making the decisions for the herd?”

Cayenne nods, “You’ve been listening to Twilight, haven’t you?”

He smiles, “Yes, I have, and I’ve been listening to Citrus as well.” He leans forward and nuzzles her cheek softly, getting a bright blush from her, “She thinks we can work out together, and I trust her in that. That means that what I feel for her, applies to you as well.”

She looks up at him, “Really?”

He nods, and with a happy squeal, she jumps at him, wrapping her forehooves around his neck. She looks into his eyes for a long moment, then she kisses him. He finds his eyes closing as her tongue invades his mouth, their tongues wrestle for time immemorial, when they finally part, she takes a look at Princess Luna and squeaks, backing away from Tim quickly, “Sorry Princess.”

Princess Luna floats Citrus back to Tim, “It’s quite alright Cayenne, I understand the feeling.” They continue walking, and after a bit, Luna looks at Tim, “Are you planning on keeping the herd small, just you and these two?”

Tim shakes his head, “Citrus has an idea for a couple more. One more stallion she was thinking of. She said she wants foals someday.”

“Children are a joy of life, Tim.”

“Well, Twilight was quite certain, our genetics are too different for humans and ponies to interbreed.” He looks down, “Though I don’t know about being a dad.”

Luna giggles, “You never know, where magic is involved, and I, for one, believe you would be a good father.” She brightens, “This is your building, is it not?”

Tim looks up, “Yeah.”

“Then I shall bid you good night.” She nods at him and walks off, the mists off the night envelop her and in moments she’s gone.

Tim looks down at Cayenne, who smirks, “Yeah, she does that, one advantage of being an alicorn.”

It’s not very long until Tim is putting Citrus into the bed, he moves up to kiss her on her forehead, right next to her horn, and her eyes snap open, her forelegs snake out and she grabs onto his arm, “Tim.” She breathes gently.

He rubs her cheek with his free hand, she snuggles into his hand, “Don’t leave me.”

He looks at Cayenne, who is using her magic to pick the ribbon out of Citrus’ tail, “It’s time for sleep.”

Citrus huffs, “You promised.”

His eyebrows rise as her cheeks color, “Citrus, you are more than a little drunk, you are in no shape to…”

She growls, “I know I’m way too drunk, but I want you and Cayenne to.”

Tim freezes, looking at Cayenne, who’s magic has sputtered, dropping Citrus’ bow to the bed. He looks down at Citrus, “Don’t you want to be sober enough to enjoy that too?”

Citrus shakes her head, “No, the sooner the better, I want you to show her the love you showed me.” She flicks her tail from side to side, “Please?”

He looks at Cayenne, who’s face has gone beet red, though her tail is fanning back and forth, the smell of the room starting to gain a spicy musk. Cayenne ducks her head, “It can wait until tomorrow, Citrus.”

That gets a giggle from Citrus, “Yes, we can all enjoy each other tomorrow morning, but I want you to do it now.”

Cayenne moves over and nuzzles Citrus’ cheek, “Citrus, it’s fine, we can wait.”

Citrus rolls over and heaves herself onto her hooves and wavers as she’s standing up, “I heard some of your conversation with the Princess,” She looks at Tim, “You said you trusted my decisions.”

Tim glances at Cayenne, who is sitting down, apparently trying to control her tail, which is wiggling underneath her, then back at Citrus, “Of course I do, but…”

“But nothing.” Citrus interrupts, “I may be very,” She burps softly, “drunk.” She shakes her head and brings a hoof up to her temple, “Owww.” She breathes heavily for a moment, “But I want you to show her.” She narrows her eyes, “Please Tim?” She turns her head to Cayenne, “Please Cayenne?”

Tim sits on the bed, and moves over to lie next to Citrus, who he gathers into his arms, “Citrus, are you sure?”

She frowns, “If I wasn’t sure, I wouldn’t be asking, Tim. You made me feel wonderful. I wish everypony had a first time as good as ours. But I know for certain that I want you and Cayenne to have sex.”

Cayenne moves over and lies down next to Tim, “Citrus, I’m fine right now. We can wait until morning.”

Citrus growls again, “Cayenne, after I told you how wonderful Tim was, you said you were curious.” Her face spreads in an evil grin, “Well, it’s time for your curiosity to be satisfied.”

She sighs and looks at Tim, “Well, our lead mare said she wants to watch us, what do you think?”

He shrugs, looking at Citrus, “I guess I’m up if you are.”

He feels pressure on his pants and looks down, his crotch is glowing with a flickering rose colored aura, Citrus giggles, “You aren’t up yet, we need to fix that.” The magic shifts to his shirt, popping the buttons of the shirt as it’s ripped open, “Come on, Tim, let Cayenne see you.”

Tim looks at Cayenne, who’s gone very still, he sighs softly, yet another shirt that is going to need some repairs. He takes it off and unbuckles the black fake leather belt, it’s always awkward taking off his clothes with someone else there. He closes his eyes as he works, first the pants make it to the floor, then his boxers join them. He turns around and looks, Cayenne is there, her tail flagging, her marehood winking as she lowers her front and looks back at him, “I’m ready.” She says softly, closing her eyes.

He looks over at Citrus, who is giggling as he moves over to Cayenne. He looks at her for a long time, watching her wink. She certainly has seemed to be thinking about sex, her arousal is leaking down her legs as her clit winks in and out. The spicy smell is certainly more pronounced now. He looks at Citrus, who nods with a big smile. Cayenne, on the other hand, huffs, “Come on, mount me already.”

He looks down, he’s gone from completely flaccid to full mast in record time, her smell affecting him strongly, he reaches his hands out and puts them on Cayenne’s cutie marks, getting a loud moan from the mare, and an extended wink from her marehood. Then he leans down and catches her clit with his lips, his tongue running along it, tasting her. That gets a yelp from Cayenne, who jerks and spins around, “What the hell are you doing?”

“Told’ja.” Citrus slurs, “he’s not like other stallions, your first time isn’t going to be in and out and done.” She giggles and rolls onto her back, “You are in for a treat.”

Tim look at Citrus, then at Cayenne, “Did I do something wrong?”

Cayenne looks at him, her eyes wide, then she shakes her head, “No, Tim. You just...” She looks at Citrus who is humming happily, lying on her back, then back at Tim, a small smile coming to her face, “You just surprised me, that’s all. Normally a stallion would just mount me like that. We’d have quick sex, and Citrus would be satisfied.”

Tim frowns, “Quick sex? Why would you want sex to be quick?”

She sits down with an audible squishing sound, the blankets are going to have to be washed in the morning, Tim thinks, she takes forever to search for the right words, “That’s how it goes, with stallions. Normally with mares, we will do what you just did, I mean, don’t get me wrong, the feeling of a stallion entering you is like nothing else,” she glances down at his member which is still throbbing between his legs and shudders a bit, “But I’ve never had a stallion use his mouth on me.”

That gets a snort from Citrus, and Tim smiles, “What do you want, Cayenne? I’m up for anything if you are.”

She looks over at Citrus, “Citrus said you did that with her, but I thought she was pulling my horn, but I guess you actually did.” She thinks for a moment, “Do you like how I taste?”

Tim nods, “Different than Citrus, more spicy than sweet. But yummy.” He smacks his lips, getting her to flinch and blush even deeper.

Cayenne shrugs, “Well, if you are up for anything, I guess I am too.”

That gets a smile from Tim, and a giggle from Citrus, Tim gestures to her, “Well, we can start with how you were, and work from there.”

Cayenne’s ears flick as she once again turns around, presenting her plot to him. Tim finds he’s getting more into it, it could be how she smells, which is making his thoughts get fuzzy from time to time, he again rubs his hands on Cayenne’s cutie mark, enjoying her moans. He watches her wink, and finally runs his tongue up her lips, tasting her, she flinches a bit as her moans get louder. That gets him smiling as he brings a hand up and runs a fingertip on her extended clit. Her forelegs collapse, depositing her head onto the pillow, as he lets his tongue invade her marehood, her body continuing to shudder as her marehood gushes more of her arousal. After a moment he runs his hands along the forward part of her leg, along her hip, and just like with Citrus, she shudders in pleasure, her tail flagging straight up. He keeps running a hand along the tender flesh as he flips over to lie on his back on the bed, shifting to have his head between her spread rear hooves. Tim puts his hands on her hips, pulling her towards him, she nearly collapses onto him, but now he has access to her teats. Slowly he brings a nipple into his mouth, rolling it around with his tongue, both of his hands are caressing her cutie marks, and he enjoys the feeling of her entire body twitching in pleasure.

He reaches up and gets his hands around her barrel, lifting her off the bed and bringing her onto his chest. Her tail is now thrashing back and forth over his erection, giving him little bursts of pleasure as he cups her cheeks. He brings her face down to his and kisses her, his tongue invading her mouth, after a few moments she starts kissing him back, he lets his hands roam all over her body, enjoying the soft fur. She doesn’t seem to favor running her tongue along his teeth the way Citrus does. Cayenne concentrates on attempting to subdue his own tongue. He fights back, and their tongues writhe between both of their mouths as they both fight for dominance, he reaches back and finds the moisture and heat of her marehood. He slips a finger in and rubs it on the inner wall there, getting her tongue to lose coordination as her breathing becomes stuttered. He opens his eyes and looks at her horn, which is glowing brightly, throwing sparks all over. He brings his other hand down and starts playing with her clit, her horn glowing even brighter.

She pulls away from the kiss as her eyes close tightly, just a few minutes has her on the edge. He reaches up with his teeth since his hands are occupied and bites her ear, gently. That gets her breathing to stop for a moment as sparks shoot from her horn as she shudders in his grasp, the entire room lighting up brightly as she silently climaxes. After several seconds she collapses onto his chest, panting as she pulls away from his hands. Her eyes open and very slowly focus on his, she brings up a hoof and uses a fetlock to stroke his cheek, “Wow.” She’s able to say softly.

“I made a lot more noise the first time.” Citrus slurs softly, lying on her side, her own horn flickering softly.

That gets a blush from Cayenne, “I’ve never been loud, had a big herd growing up.”

Citrus giggles, “He’s good, isn’t he?”

Cayenne nods, “I could pass out right now.” She looks at him, “You haven’t finished yet, right?”

He shakes his head, her eyes widen, “You mean, we aren’t done?”

He smiles, “Nope, not unless you want it to be done.”

She smirks, “Not on your life, love.” She moves forward and kisses him strongly, her tongue invading his mouth. She moans softly as his hands roam along her body, he takes the time to slowly run his fingers along her spine, feeling the bones through her fur, he runs his sensitive fingertips down her barrel, enjoying the feel of her rapid breathing as he moves his hands under her belly to play with her teats. As he does so, her body starts to shudder again, he’s able to open his eyes to see her horn glowing brightly, after a moment she pulls away and looks at him intently, “I want you inside me, now.” She’s able to pant.

He levers himself up as she turns again to present her plot to him, winking furiously, he smiles, “You wish is my command, love.” He lines up and notices a bit of a problem, with him on his knees, she’s actually too tall for him to enter her comfortably. He looks around frantically, and apparently Citrus has been paying attention, two large pillows float over towards him. He grabs them and puts them on the bed right behind Cayenne’s hooves and puts his knees on the pillows. That gets a grin, just enough, he grabs Cayenne’s hips and rubs her cutie marks for a moment.

“Come on, please!” Cayenne moans as he teases her entrance with the tip of his penis. He looks over at Citrus, who is watching intently, a soft smile on her face. He smiles at Citrus as he slowly enters Cayenne, who moans and shudders as he does. He has to close his eyes, the feeling of her strong walls trying to suck him in overwhelms everything as he is hilted all the way inside. Then he starts to move slowly, nearly pulling all the way out before pushing slowly in. The feel of her is nearly overwhelming as he increases his pace. Before too long he’s pistoning into her frantically, just relishing the feeling.

A soft slurping sound and more moaning gains his attention, he finally opens his eyes to see that Citrus has edged her way over to Cayenne, and is kissing Cayenne, her hooves around Cayenne’s neck. Watching the two of them kiss nearly drives him over the edge. He reaches out one hand and fumbles around a bit, running his hand along Citrus’ thigh. She sighs and spreads her legs at his touch. She’s easily as wet as Cayenne is. He plays with her own winking slit as she starts to moan. Cayenne pulls suddenly away from Citrus as her entire body spasms, getting a shocked gasp from Tim. Her horn again emits fireworks, bright sparks that fly everywhere. She’s clamped down on him, as her walls pulsate, pushing him over the edge, he groans loudly as he cums strongly. His entire body vibrates as he pumps his seed into her. Time stops as his entire consciousness is focused on the feelings originating in his groin, and flashing like lightning throughout his entire body.

Finally it’s done and he collapses onto her back, panting. She looks back at him with a knowing smile, her horn lights and she gently brings him to lie between them on his back. He wraps an arm around her and brings her close as her horn quiets and she snuggles up against him. On his other side, Citrus wraps a hoof around him and also snuggles close to him, her horn lighting and bringing up the comforter to cover them all. She giggles softly, “That looked pretty good.”

He fights to slow his breathing, his heart is pounding in his chest, “I feel as though I’ve run twenty miles, and enjoyed every step.” He’s able to pant.

Cayenne giggles as she runs her tongue along his ear, “You were spectacular, love.”

He squeezes her closer, “So were you.” He squeezes both of them tightly to him, “I’m the luckiest human in existence.”

***

“Sir.”

Tim shifts a bit at the sound.

“Sir, we’ve landed. It’s time to deplane. Unless your ticket is to Tokyo.”

That gets Tim’s eyes to open wide. He looks around, there are a few others on the plane, gathering their bags and moving their way down the aisles. He looks up at the steward that has just shaken him gently, “Huh?”

The steward smiles, “Welcome to San Francisco.”

Tim leans forward, looking around, was it all a dream? Equestria? Citrus? Cayenne? More than a year in a dream? He shakes his head as he stands up, “Thank you.” Is all he’s able to say. He pulls his phone out of his pocket and powers it on. As it boots he opens the overhead bin and pulls out his laptop bag. He shakes his head softly as he walks up the jetway. “This isn’t possible.” He mutters softly.

Everything seems normal to him as he walks through the terminal, gets his bag from the carousel and heads out to get a cab. In big cities, its normal for cabs to hang around, looking for fares, so he sits down and consults his phone for the address to give to the driver. Tim reaches under his shirt, feeling his chest. The scars that’s he’s had to live with for much of the last year, to his mind, are gone.

Fremont, California is his destination today. He’s going to fill out the final paperwork for the job, and pick up the keys for his truck. The cab drops him off in front of a mobile building. He looks at the logo on the side and climbs the stairs to open the door.

“Good afternoon.” Says the receptionist. That gets him to shake his head, she sounded familiar.

He’s able to smile, “Tim Malone, I’m a new hire, a driver?”

She nods, “Yeah.” She opens a drawer and rummages around, “Here’s your paperwork, your keys, and we’ve got temporary housing set up for you.” He stands up and glances out the window, the cab is sitting there. It only takes a few minutes to sign the sheets of paper as they are presented to him. She gives him a flirty smile as he puts his hand on the door, “Thanks Cayenne.” He says absently as he heads out into the California sun.

The cab drops him off at an apartment complex and he swipes his card to pay for it. He sighs as he shoulders his laptop case and shoulder bag, pulling his suitcase behind him as he walks.

“Hey, let go of me!” Comes a voice, a very familiar voice.

“Citrus?” Tim whispers, all of his luggage ends up on the ground as he sprints around the side of the building. He skids to a stop. Citrus is there, with a long catchpole’s rope around her neck. Two men in uniforms are there, one with the other end of the catchpole, the other is holding… “Hey, you get away from her!” Tim shouts.

The other officer looks up at her, “Mind your own business, son.” Tim blinks, that sounded like Rotten Apple, he lowers what he’s holding over Citrus’ face, he works on the buckles in the back, and she’s got a muzzle over her face. She looks at Tim plaintively as the officer tightens the muzzle.

He looks up at her, “It’s a dangerous animal, and we are taking it where it belongs.” He smiles evilly, “Don’t worry, we’ll make it quick.”

"No."

"If she was more docile she might have been used as a breeder by one of the drug companies. As is she's pretty useless."

"She's NOT USELESS!" Without another thought, Tim runs at the man, lowering his shoulder to get the man in the gut.

Tim gasps as his eyes open to a dark room, Citrus is peacefully sleeping next to him, Cayenne on the other side. He brings Citrus a bit closer and kisses the tip of her horn. She smiles softly and snuggles into him, whispering his name as she settles back into peaceful slumber. He smiles, it was just a dream. He closes his eyes once more, enjoying the feel of both girls next to him.

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