The next morning I woke up early, earlier than either Fluttershy or Philomena did. They were both cuddled up with me, so it was a bit of a challenge getting out of bed without waking them. After accomplishing the near-impossible task, I looked back to see them both cuddling each other. And as cute as that was, I wanted to take an early hot shower. As the hot water washed over me, my mind returned to yesterday and how much it was ruined for Fluttershy. Even though not my fault, and even though Mayor Mare did what she could to help the town donate, I was still upset about it. Fluttershy’s pets didn’t get their homes, only some money was raised for the pet center, and the Pony Tones didn’t get to sing either.

And all because Zecora has an issue with humans. And still told me to die right in front of the whole town. Issues and problems I want to solve by tackling them head-on, but in situations like this, it burns me that the only thing I can do is leave her alone. If I try to do anything, including simply talking to her, it would have the opposite effect that I intend.

It was while I was soaping myself down, and still feeling upset for Fluttershy, that I heard the door open. Fluttershy’s shower was a tub slash shower and it didn’t have a privacy curtain. At first, I thought it was either Fluttershy or Philomena, so I didn’t look. That was until Rainbow spoke up.

“Hey Fluttershy?” she started to ask with a tone of voice that held similar emotions to mine. Then she stopped talking and looked at me with wide eyes obviously not expecting me to be there. However, there I was and was currently soaping down my southern region at the time. And her eyes immediately went south, started blushing, wings starting to unfold and rise, and all she said after that was… “Uh…”

This was too good. With a smirk, I started giving her a little show. Leaning back against the wall and slowly stroking myself for her, I moaned out, “Good morning, you naughty mare.”

It took her mind a second to realize what was said to her. “Huh?” her head snapped up now looking at me with widened eyes and raised stiff wings filled with arousal. “No, I didn’t…wasn’t…Fluttershy was supposed to be here,” she was finally able to get out, sounding like a nervous schoolgirl that was caught cheating.

My grin spread seeing how flustered she was. “She’s still sleeping,” I told her then used my other hand to curl my finger at her. “Care to join me?”

“No!” she said quickly. Too quickly as she took a couple of steps forward with her wide eyes locked onto mine when said it. Which meant she was now less than five feet away from me. “I’ll watch,” she said, again quickly. She meant “wait” but that’s not what she said. Plus she looked down again when she said it. “I mean grip,” she tried to correct but failed. “I mean stroke,” she started to panic at this point.

Figuring I’d stop her, I used my free hand to put a finger to her lips with another smirk.

She stopped, looked up at me, and then sighed seeming to calm down. “I wanted to talk to Fluttershy about yesterday,” she finally said relatively calmly. Relatively because her voice still betrayed how aroused she was.

Because of how I felt about yesterday, the smirk vanished from my face as I looked down at her with understanding. “Yeah, I know how you feel,” I told her with a sigh, stopping what I was doing down south.

“It’s not right what happened yesterday,” she looked up at me with sad eyes both for me and for Fluttershy.

“I agree with you,” I nodded down to her while shifting the water so it would flow over me again. Which not only got me wet but started getting her wet as well. “Unfortunately, there’s not much we can do that hasn’t already been done. Except maybe going door to door asking for donations and telling them that it was because of Zecora and that cursed blue flower of hers.” And like always she was wearing her sports outfit. However, both were white in color this time. And now they were wet. Which started turning the sports bra and the tight-fitting Daisy Duke type speedo she was wearing partially see-through. She didn’t have a clue either. And she didn’t step back after she started getting wet.

“Well, why don’t we?” she questioned while looking up to me and actually stepping into the shower. I looked down at her with widened eyes of my own that immediately started eyeballing her more eye-catching features. As the white thin fabric got wet, the color of her fur plus the darker shade of her nipples bled through.

And my brain started to sputter and die because of the glorious scene before me. “Why don’t we what?” my voice came out sounding a little spaced out as my eyes roamed over her athletic figure.

“Go door to…Why are you look at me like that?” she corrected herself when she finally noticed my spaced out look. And when I didn’t answer right away she looked down at herself finding the reason why. She stood there for a few seconds as if contemplating what to do before she shook her head as if to clear it. “You know what?” she asked rhetorically making me look at her face. Then, to my surprised, she grabbed my waist with a hearty, “Buck it,” and pulled our bodies together with my hard member squished between us. She raised a leg, wrapped it around me to hold me against her, and started kissing and moaning, wrapping her arms around my neck. Her next words came out low and soft, with a throaty needy allure to it, and spoke as fast as Pinkie when she’s excited. “I’m a naughty mare, a very naughty mare. And I want you to punish me again and again from behind before filling me up. I want to feel you deep inside me as punishment, making me your mare. I want it, I need it, and I’ve fantasized about what my counterpart said in her letter to me. And I’ll meet you at Twilight’s after I go home and change while thinking about you, see ya.” Then quickly left the bathroom leaving me with a blown mind that went right to the gutter.

After she left, my mind gladly jumped into the gutter leaving me standing there, wide-eyed, and in shock at what she had just said. I stood there unmoving because my mind was too busy flashing pictures through my mind of me doing just what she said to me to her. Which my member gleefully saluted to. I didn’t know how long I stood there with a goofy excited look on my face. But I know it was still there when Fluttershy opened the door and noticed me.

“Oh, my,” Fluttershy giggled cutely as she stepped in, walking up to me in her simply partially see-through nightgown. “Are you alright?”

“Rainbow was just here,” I said to her, sounding my mind was lost in a horny teenager’s wet fantasy.

She giggled again, “What did she say?”

“Let’s just say she wants to be mine,” I told her while not expanding on what she said.

She smiled wide putting her hands together, “Oh, I’m so glad that she finally confessed.”

“Confessed?” You mean what Scootaloo heard was real?

She smiled at me with a nod stepping over to me and turning off the cold water. Turned out I used all of the hot water. “Oh yes. She’s felt that way for a while now.” She brought my head down to whisper, “She even asked for Philomena and Twilight’s permission.” Looking down at her it was almost too good to believe. “They agreed it would be alright.”

“And what about you and us?” I asked her, taking her head into my hands.

She leaned up and lightly kissed me with a smile, “I’m fine with it. A stallion having multiple mares isn’t unheard of here because of the male to female ratio. It creates a better chance for a colt to be born. Most times it’s a filly.”

The only thing my mind could do at the moment was sputtering out a soft, “Oh.”

Then Philomena walked in, naked. I saw her first and smiled which made Fluttershy turn around. “Oh good morning, Philomena,” Fluttershy greeted as she took off her nightgown letting it drop to the floor. “Rainbow was here letting him know how she felt about him.”

“That good,” Philomena praised, walking up to me, taking my head in her talons, and rubbing her cheek against mine. “She good pony. Am glad to have her be yours.”

This is like every man’s fantasy come to life, so I looked at them both with a silly-looking smile on my face. “I honestly have no idea what to say other than this world, and you girls, continue to surprise me every day.”

“We have more surprises,” Philomena told me with a grin and went to start the water.

“No hot water left,” I told her sadly and with embarrassment, “it ran out when I was standing here in shock.”

“Oh don’t worry,” Fluttershy dismissed with a smile and a wave of her hand, “it refreshes quickly. I bet there’s hot water again already.”

I was confused for a second until I remember and muttered out a soft, “Magic, of course.” And watched with growing excitement when both Philomena and Fluttershy got into the shower with me, turning on the water again. And as the hot water started to steam up the room so did the morning action in Fluttershy’s cottage.

^_^

While we walked up to the library my mind was filled with the images from the earlier shower. And what a show it was. But now Rainbow, Harmony, and I had a mission this morning. The whole way there I was pretty much ignored, but they didn’t give me dirty looks either. After opening the door and stepping inside Harmony called out to me from where Twilight was teaching the Crusaders, as she saw me first.

“Hey handsome, over here.”

“Good morning all,” I greeted after walking over to the group to stand between Harmony and Rainbow. It was just like it was last time as far as how everything was setup. Scootaloo was trying to put the unicycle back together again, Apple Bloom was trying out more potions, and Sweetie Belle was getting better at her magic. Twilight looked over at Harmony with a look that spoke of caution and jealousy when she hugged me. I didn’t want to be rude, so I hugged her back. However, Twilight’s look was concerning, with a finger I gestured Twilight over to me. And with a smile, she came over and while she was looking at me straight in the eyes, grabbed my head and brought it down for a passionate, and very possessive, kiss. Needless to say, I kissed back just as fiercely.

The Crusaders were giggling, clapping, and whistling. Rainbow, I spotted out of the corner of my eye, was rolling her eyes but smiling at the same time. Harmony, meanwhile, had her arms crossed under her chest and looking over at us with an “I get it” look on her face.

“I know you want to stay with Fluttershy, but don’t forget about me,” Twilight whispered while looking longingly into my eyes with her arms still wrapped around my waist holding me to her.

I smirked down to her, “Never, you’re too adorkable,” then kissed her lightly again as she blushed, but pouted slightly at being adorkable. I could sense that there was going to be a talk between Twilight and Harmony, but Rainbow cut that off quickly.

“Alright, enough with the mushy stuff this morning, we got stuff to do,” Rainbow grabbed my arm and started hauling me toward the front door. “Come on, Harmony,” she called back with my ears picking up the “goodbyes” and “so longs” of the Crusaders as we left the library.

“Alright, Rainbow, who do you think we should talk to first?”

“I don’t know, Fred,” she replied as we walked down the street toward the center of town. I let her lead with my arm around her waist and a smile on my face. Rainbow didn’t protest my arm around her surprisingly. Even started walking closer to me.

“How about Vinyl?” I offered. “She could ask for donations during some of her gigs.”

“Not a bad idea, dude, let’s go.”

^_^

When we approached the house Rainbow stopped and tilted an ear toward it, listening. “There’s something off,” she said, standing about ten feet from the door.

I listened for a second before looking down at her, “I don’t hear anything.”

“I know, that’s just it,” when she looked up to me they held deep concern, “I don’t hear anything. There’s always some beats going on inside.”

I just gave her a deadpan look before walking up to the door and knocking with a roll of my eyes. “Ever heard of headphones?” was my rhetorical question to her as we waited for the door to open.

It was Octavia that opened the door for us. She must have just woken up due to the cute bedhead she was sporting. That and the long slim black nightgown gave it away as well. Attractive I must admit.

Rainbow greeted her first, “Hey Octavia, I was wondering if we could talk to you and Vinyl real quick? About yesterday?”

I gave her a hopeful smile while I heard Harmony, “Please?”

Without a word, she motioned us inside before shutting the door behind us. Then motioned for us to sit down on the couch with a wave of her hand with, “I’ll get Vi.” Then disappeared through the bedroom door across the room. The main living room itself seemed to be split in half. Everything from the color of the room to the decorations was completely different. Octavia’s side of the room was more brown and wood tones while Vinyl’s was more blues and electric. Each side setup to their music preference. Even the couch was split down the middle.

“Wow,” my voice soft and filled with a little awe and wonder, “these two girls are literally a living cliché.”

“I know, right?” Rainbow looked over at me with a girlish agreeing chuckle. “Just think of the music they can create if they work together?”

Meanwhile, Harmony stayed silent and even leaned up against me. Instinctively my arm went around her where she settled into me more with a happy sigh.

“It definitely would be something to hear,” I agreed.

A couple of seconds later, Vinyl’s door opened. My eyes widened in an instant to take her all in. The only thing she was wearing was a short wide skirt that stopped about two inches past her butt and crotch. Her shirt was also short, a basic white t-shirt, that stopped just below her bust. No underwear either. And if she moved just right I got some wonderful peek-a-boo eye candy. Needless to say, my eyes were glued to her the second she came out of her room.

Our eyes met, she smiled and greeted me with a, “Morning, man. What’s up?”

“We were wondering if we could talk to you two about what happened yesterday?” I asked with another hopeful smile.

“Sure,” Vinyl agreed and started looking around for a place to sit.

Octavia rolled her eyes slightly with a short sigh, “Vi, they’re sitting on the only couch we have. Just where are we going to sit?”

When I looked around, it turned out that she was right. The only place to sit down, in the immediate area, was the couch. And there was just enough room for the three of us. When contemplating this question, Vinyl took one look at me and grinned. I wasn’t sure if that was good for me or not, but my eyes followed her as she sashayed her way over to me.

“That’s where you’re wrong, Octy,” Vinyl announced then turned around and sat right down on my lap. “There’s a very comfortable spot right here.” Octavia was looking at her in shock and disbelief. Meanwhile, Vinyl was wiggling herself in my lap, leaning back against me firmly, and patting my legs. “Say, Octy? Didn’t you say this was a recliner? How come it’s not reclining?”

With a smirk, and knowing what she wanted, I scooted forward a ways to a more laid back position.

“There, much better,” she relaxed against me, laying her head back against my chest just under my chin. Harmony was trying to hold back a giggle as she was loving this. Rainbow saw the humor in it but wasn’t sure what to think considering she had just confessed to me about her feelings, so I think she was torn about this. And it showed on her face as she looked between us. “What?!” Vinyl looked around as if searching for something that should have been there but wasn’t. “No armrests?” And while trying to hold back a chuckle myself, I moved my arms forward, straight out, then pointing my fingers down to mimic a couple of armrests. “Ah, there they are,” Vinyl seemed happy with this as she laid her arms over mine then interlocked her fingers with mine before wiggling herself a little to get more comfortable. “Ok, go ahead.”

Now, this is awesome. Harmony was quietly giggling as she couldn’t quite contain herself. Rainbow was going between a slight giggle at finding it funny to look at Vinyl like she’s trying to steal me away from her. I, on the other hand, was quite content with being her seat because the sides of my arms were brushing up against her breasts every now and then when she would move in just the right way. And Octavia groaned, put a hand to her face, and with a shake her head.

“Basically, we were wondering if you could put in a good word for Fluttershy and her pet center during some of your shows. To try and raise more donations for the next week or so?”

“Yeah, Rainbow sure,” Vinyl agreed happily. “That’s not a problem.” Then she looked over at her roommate, “What about you Octy?”

“I’ll do what I can,” she replied in agreement, now looking at Vinyl with a disapproving look.

“Thank you,” Harmony smiled at her. “The other thing was making sure that you knew that yesterday wasn’t Fred’s fault.” Then winked at Vinyl, “But I think I can see where you stand on that one.”

“Oh yeah,” looked over at her, wiggling slightly as her way of agreeing with her, “it totally wasn’t his fault. We’ve seen the effects of poison joke for years, right Octy?”

When Octavia looked my way, it was a look that told me she was thinking about it. I gave her my best innocent smile I could. After a few seconds, she nodded to me with a small smile. “No, yesterday wasn’t his fault.”

“Thanks,” was my whisper to Vinyl into her ears.

“No problem, man,” she replied with an alluring whisper of her own.

“Well, thank you for understanding,” Rainbow began saying while looking directly at me with a stern look that clearly said “let’s go” and got up from the couch. “We still have ponies to see, so we’ll get out of your mane’s.” Harmony got the hint and got up as well beginning to walk toward the door, with a wink to me in passing.

Vinyl didn’t get up or let go of my hands either.

I heard Harmony giggle again before Rainbow crossed her arms under her chest and stared at me, “Well?”

“Vi,” Octavia patiently sighed with a roll of her eyes at her, “get up off of him.”

“Why? It’s not like he’s complaining,” was her snickering snarky response.

Octavia gave her a tongue in cheek look and motioned to me, “He’s a stallion that-“

“Man,” Vinyl corrected.

“Whatever! He’s a male and got a half-naked female sitting in his lap that’s not wearing any underwear,” she emphasized her point by widening her eyes at Vinyl. “Why would he complain?”

“Good point,” Harmony agreed with a wide grin and another wink to me.

“I think some mare is jealous,” was the cheeky and playful response from Vinyl. She also winked to her, “Want me to sit on your lap?”

“NO!” she said it, but even I could tell that she was too embarrassed by the question. Vinyl turned her head away after blushing with a slight huff, but the nervous and aroused tone in her voice also gave it away.

“Ok, here I come,” Vinyl pushed off of me getting up. Then looked back at me with a wink, “Stay cool, man, and don’t be a stranger.” Her focus was now on Octavia as she crouched down slightly as if fixing to pounce on her in a wrestling match. “Ready or not, Octy, here I come.”

And while she was crouched down in front of me, intentional or not, I got a wonderful few of her nearly fully exposed rear end and tail. That was until Octavia gave out a startled playful yelp before retreating into her room. Where Vinyl was quick to follow, shutting the door behind her ending my short voyeur experience.

Now that I was free, much to my disappointment, I got up and followed Rainbow and Harmony out the door. “Alright, who’s next?” I asked while looking down the street. “The town square is right up ahead.”

Rainbow thought about it while heading toward the center of town. After a few minutes, she hummed out, “The flower girls are just up ahead, we could talk to them.” And started to briskly walk. Neither Harmony nor I knew who they were.

“Who are they?” I asked, giving a nod in greeting to the pony we were passing. Said pony was an older stallion doing something to his small lawn, who just gave me a short snort before ignoring me.

“They run, and take care of, the flower shop in town,” Rainbow told us. “Daisy is the Pink coated and green-haired earth mare pony. Rose, or Roseluck, is the light yellowish tan earth mare with two-tone red hair. And Lily Valley is the light pink coated earth mare with a light yellowish-orange hair. They grow their own flowers to sell at the shop.”

“Alright,” walking beside her I put an arm around her shoulders. Harmony thought she would join in by grabbing my other arm and putting it around her shoulders as well. When I looked at her she responded with a playful wink, which had me smiling back at her. Rainbow didn’t complain, per se, but she did roller her eyes at me.

The shop that we walked up to was a single-story shop with a covered porch in front surrounded by protective netting. And in front of that was two rows of flowers sitting on tables. All different kinds and colors were presented for their buyers to gaze over. My mind immediately thought about what Rainbow’s hair would look like with the number of different flowers to choose from.

It appeared that Daisy was the only one of the three mares that were outside of the shop at the time. She was wearing a cream-colored simply full-length dress that, due to the worn and stained nature of the fabric, appeared to be her work dress. She was watering the flowers with one of those old-fashioned metal watering jugs.

“Hey, Daisy,” Rainbow called out to her as we walked up to a flower display. “Can we talk to you, Roseluck, and Lily for a few minutes?”

“Sure,” she began agreeing with her head down, but that stopped as soon as her eyes spotted me, “Rainbow DaAAHhhh.” Her attitude changed instantly as she was pronouncing Rainbow’s last name. She went from calling out Rainbow’s last name to screaming as soon as her eyes spotted me. A second later she was inside the shop.

“Oh, this is off to a good start,” was my dry response to that.

Rainbow sighed, shaking her head. “Yeah, sorry,” she looked up to me with apologetic eyes, “these three tend to overreact.”

“Happens a lot?” Harmony asked.

“Unfortunately,” Rainbow responded dryly while we heard muffled voices from inside. And the occasional eye peeking out the corner of the window by the door from underneath the window curtain. It was like that for about a minute or two and I was about to ask Rainbow if we should leave, but she answered my question for me. “Hey girls,” she shouted into the shop, “Fred was under the influence of Poison Joke yesterday. He’s cured now, some come on out, will you? There’s nothing to be scared of and we want to talk about donations to Fluttershy’s Pet Center.”

There were more muffled discussions before one of them opened the door. Immediately their words started mixing together in a cacophony of nervousness with Rose in front of both Lily and Daisy. I simply gave them a deadpanned look as Lily and Daisy shoved Rose out the door before shutting her out. Apparently, she’s been volunteered to deal with us. She turned around with a nervous chuckle and a small wave of her hand just as Lily and Daisy peeked out of the two windows on either side of their front door.

Really?

It didn’t look like she either heard or understood, what was said yesterday or what Rainbow had just yelled at them. Her nervousness only seemed to increase as she started wringing her fingers, gave out a quick calming sigh, and took a few steps forward. She didn’t look at me or us but looked down toward the ground. “I’ve been chosen to be part of your harem,” she said through trembling words, “if you would leave Lily and Daisy out of it.”

That’s it. I’ve had enough. “Oh for the love of…,” I cursed softly before turning around and starting to walk off. “Rainbow, I know you said these three overreact, but I didn’t think they didn’t know how to listen either. I’m done. I’m gone.” Waving my hand at Harmony and Rainbow I called back, “If you ever get them to listen let me know, I’m going to stop by Sugarcube Corner. Catch up to me if and or when you two can get their heads out of the ground they grow their flowers in.” So much for getting a flower or two for Rainbow’s hair. Forget-me-nots would have looked good in her hair.

Sugarcube Corner was just two buildings down from the flower shop, so it only took a couple of minutes to get there. And when I turned to go inside, I saw both Harmony and Rainbow, out of the corner of my eye, giving the three girls a stern talking to. Didn’t really hear them, nor wanted to for that matter. And walked inside.

It wasn’t yet lunchtime, being two hours from now, so there wasn’t anypony inside. There was the smell of baked goods in the air that hit my nose. Bread and sugar. And because the bell over the door signaled my entrance, Pinkie’s head appeared in the opening in the wall between the counter and the kitchen. “Hey, Fred,” she greeted happily with her usual wide smile, a giggle, and a wave. “How’s it going?”

I waved back before sitting down at the corner table again. “Alright, I guess,” my reply had to go through a wall to get to her because she retreated back into the kitchen to continue cooking. “Rainbow, Harmony, and I are trying to talk to the town, going door to door, about yesterday. How it’s not my fault and asking them to ask for more donations for Fluttershy’s Pet Center.”

“How’d it go?” my ears picked up more than just her question, but also the clang of pots, pans, and machinery in the kitchen. I still don’t know how she does it.

“Well, Vinyl and Octavia are in and plan to help for the next week.” A grin spread across my face, remembering how Vinyl sat in my lap. And my mind couldn’t help but picture her human counterpart doing the same thing. A chuckle escaped me while telling her, “Vinyl also sat in my lap pretending that I was a recliner because we all sat on the couch.”

Pinkie laughed at that.

“Then we went to the flower shop-”

The bell over the door rang stopping my tale. It was Rainbow and Harmony that walked in. “Which we gave them a stern talking to,” Rainbow smirked before walking over to the table and sitting down beside me with Harmony on the other side.

“And they send their apologies,” Harmony added after she sat down.

“Thank you, but I noticed that they didn’t do it themselves either,” I told them, still disappointed with them.

“At least they did apologize,” Pinkie said, always looking on the bright side of things. “But what did they do?”

“They didn’t want to face me because they were scared of me,” I told her through the wall. “And when the door finally opened they shoved Rose out the door. She told me that she’d been volunteered to be part of my harem so the other two would be left alone.” I grumbled in contempt and frustration at them. “I couldn’t take that, so I left.”

“That’s when I gave them a talking to and set them straight,” Rainbow added with a shake of her head.

“I’m glad you did,” Pinkie said stepping out of the kitchen, wearing her usual work dress, walked over to us, and sat down after putting out a plate of treats for us. “Fred is a great guy. Those girls should have known better.”

“Thanks, Pinkie,” she returned the smile I gave her and took one of the muffins. “Good muffin.”

“Think you could get the Cakes to ask for donations?”

“Even better, Rainbow,” Pinkie replied happily by bouncing in her seat, ”I can make a little sign and put it in the window.”

“That sounds great, Pinkie,” Harmony agreed, taking a muffin.

“We should hit up businesses,” I muttered, taking a bite of a muffin. “Like that sofa place than the market. In the human world, if someone wants to raise money for a cause, then they go to a business and as them to put out a container to put the donations in or they can just round up to the nearest dollar, or in this case bit, and the difference will be the donation.”

“Sounds good to me,” Rainbow agreed and for the next thirty minutes, we had brunch before our next stop.

^_^

“Quills and Sofas,” I read the sign in front of the building that looked upon the center of town. “I still say that’s an odd name, but then again you should hear some from the human world.”

“Like?” Harmony wondered.

“Take Wawa, for example, it’s a convenience store and food market that’s mostly in the eastern part of the nation,” I told them while trying to hold back a snicker. “What’s funny about the name is that most little kids use “Wawa” as their first name for water.”

Rainbow rolled her eyes with a snort walking into the building with, “Whatever.”

I followed her in while whispering to Harmony. “More than likely the company named it that because it means something else in another language. Can’t fault them for that, but that doesn’t stop me from finding it a little silly in our language.” She giggled, so I gave her another example. “Another example. We have vehicles called cars, or carts that move under their own power and not pulled by bulls. One of the companies named one of them ‘Nova.’ Which is fine in our language, but not so well in the language in the nation just south of us. In their language, it meant ‘No Go.’ So it didn’t sell too well in that nation.”

“I guess not,” Harmony whispered basic while giggling.

“You two done?” Rainbow complained while leaning up against the counter with her hoof tapping on the floor.

Raising my hands defensively, I walked up and joined her, “Sorry.”

“Can I help you, my prince?” he asked, though the last two words he emphasized with disdain in his voice. So, I guess telling him that yesterday wasn’t my fault is out this time as well.

“Just wondering if you could ask for donations to Fluttershy’s Pet Center for the next week? Because of the Poison Joke Zecora used on me yesterday that ruined the day for her and the Pony Tones,” I told him that way, so at least he’d know and I wouldn’t have to bother questioning him. It also helps me to get out quicker.

“Yeah, I can ask,” even though he agreed it was clear he wasn’t doing it for me. His eyes, and the tone in his voice, still held disdain for me.

“Great thanks,” Rainbow thanked him then turned around with a wave of her hand, “We’ll get out of your mane.” Then proceeded to pull us out of his store.

“Well, that’s another down that hates me,” I said with a disappointed sigh before putting my arms around their shoulders again.

“You can’t win them all,” harmony told me to cheer me up then leaned up giving me a kiss on the cheek, “handsome.”

I smiled my thanks down to her with a nod. “True, but that also means that if they don’t change then their hate will slowly devour them.”

Rainbow shrugged, “Their choice, dude.”

^_^

The next area we hit was the marketplace. And because it was spread out with many stalls, we decided to split up. I took AJ’s area. Being the middle of the day, people and ponies were out and about doing business. The normal sounds of footsteps, hoofsteps, rustling paper, and haggling voices hit my ears as I started walking up to AJ’s cart. Nobody was there at the moment, but AJ.

As I got closer, AJ spotted me walking up giving me a smile while blushing just enough for me to notice. “Hi, honey,” was my overly happy greeting to her after I walked up, leaned on the cart, and grinned like a maniac, “how are you?”

Her smile faded a little as she looked up at me with a raised eyebrow and a curious expression.

I answered the unspoken question simply with, “Well you did say that you were seeing me, right?” And grinned at her. I know my inner ass hole decided to play, but I couldn’t help it.

She began rolling her eyes until her brain reminded her, that’s really what she had said. Halfway through her eye-rolling, those same eyes went wide in realization. She hung her head slightly, closing her eyes with a small patient sigh, “Fred, you’re really not going to hold me to that are you?”

Using a finger, I raised her head and waited until she looked up at me. “I just might.” I waited until she groaned in frustration before changing subjects, “However, right now I wanted to ask if you could ask your customers for donations to Fluttershy’s Pet Center? Because of yesterday and all.”

She opened her eyes with a gentle thankful smile, “Of course, sugarcube. I’m sure you already know that we were affected by that flower as well.”

“Oh yes,” acknowledging her with a nod, “how did it affect you?”

She hesitated, clearly not wanting to say it. After urging her on with a knowing smirk she finally softly said, as she pulled down her hat, “It turned me small.”

“Small?” I had no clue what she meant. She nodded. “How small?”

“About one human foot tall,” her whisper was so soft, I almost couldn’t hear it. Then I got it. She turned into a Tiny Tim.

A chuckle escaped me in spite of my efforts. “Let me guess, AB was happy to finally be the big sister, right?” She simply nodded without saying another word, still with her hat over her head.

“She still teases me over it now and then,” she muttered quietly.

I moved her hat from her eyes and lifted her head again, “Hey, you have nothing to be ashamed about. Just look at what happened to me.”

There were thankfulness and amusement in the smirk she gave me, “Yeah, you did get the bad end of that one didn’t you?”

Suddenly, an angry male’s voice cut through the air like a knife, “YOU WOULD DEFEND THAT HUMAN?”

Both AJ and I turned to look down a few carts to where Rainbow was standing before an irate stallion. “Looks like it came from that guy in front of Rainbow,” AJ pointed out.

“And I don’t like the look that Rainbow is returning either,” voiced my concern then motioned her to follow me. “Let’s go,” we started sifting through the crowd.

“You got a problem with that buddy?” Rainbow’s heated voice rang out as well as she stuck her nose up to his from across the cart. “It wasn’t his fault, weren’t you there at the meeting? It was poison joke you-“

“I don’t care what it was and no I wasn’t,” the earth stallion fired back with a growl putting his forehead to hers. “It just proves that all humans-“

“HEY!” my voice rang out as I interrupted them. My eyes were figuratively burning with fire as I stepped up to the whittler’s cart. Apparently, he makes things out of wood. A whittler. “If you got a problem with me, fine, let’s go,” it was my turn to go nose to nose with this guy as Rainbow moved out of my way, “but you leave my friends alone. You got that?”

“Hey!” Rainbow protested with her arms crossed under her breasts. “I can handle him.”

I looked to her with a smirk, “I know, Rainbow, but I’d figure I’d be nice and save him from you.”

She smirked at that.

“Save me from a girl?”

Rainbow simply growled at him.

When I turned to him again he straightened up to glare at me once more. “Ok, yeah, I got a problem with you. Yesterday just proved that all humans should forever be slaves. They’re mindless violent lower species of animals that forever should be in servitude of us ponies.”

I could see a glaring problem right then. “Why?” I asked, wanting him to hang himself with his own insane logic.

“It’s law because of the violent nature of humans,” he leaned back with his arms crossed and grinned at me. “And because it’s the law, it’s a just law.”

My face held shock in it for a split-second before it contorted with full belly laughter. I was laughing so hard I could barely hang on to the cart. It took me a good few minutes to calm down enough to address his insanity. Of course, this confused the guy, and some of the audience to no end. “It’s the law, therefore, it’s just?” I gave out a quick laugh. “That’s your argument?” I wiped my eyes before continuing, “You have kids?”

He raised an eyebrow at me, curious as to where this was going. “A daughter,” he answered.

Oh, this is perfect.

“Ok,” I chuckled at him, “let’s say yesterday was real and yesterday a new law came into effect. That made all mares in town legally part of my harem, just for the sake of argument.” I put a finger into his face, “By your own logic, that new law would be just because it’s the law, right?”

He stammered a little in anger before finally getting out, “I would never let anything like that happen to my daughter.”

I leaned in, “Why not? It’s law therefore it’s just, right?”

“Never,” he nearly shouted with a violent shake of his head, “It’s too immoral.”

“Exactly,” I agreed with a finger to his face, “And so is slavery.” Turning to the audience we now had I continued, “And the reason being is that there are certain rights afforded to all sentient creatures. Those rights are the right to speak and assemble freely. The right to defend oneself, one’s property, and one’s family. There are others but those are the most important. We don’t question a dog that bites out of fear for its life, do we? Of course not, that’s because it’s part of nature that every creature has that right to self-defense. That is the fundamental law of nature. And it’s by those fundamentals that equal rights for all should be established, whether it’s for a pony or human or dragon or griffon or whatever living breathing sentient being of Equestria exists.” When I turned around to face him again his face was so red from anger at being torn apart philosophically that he was practically beside himself. “And besides all that,” I continued with a smirk, leaning onto his cart, “if we humans are so dangerous and violent then why would you ever want one as a slave in the first place? Much less near your daughter?” I finished with a shake of my head, “It’s not because humans are violent. It’s because of your hatred. You’ve lived with hate and you like having other beings to toss around to make you feel better about yourself. Or perhaps it’s simply the lust for power and authority. Either way, I’m done here.”

Turning around, I put my arm around Rainbow to lead her away. She turned around sticking her tongue out at him. To my surprise, there was some applause for what I had said while Harmony landed beside me with a big smile. And as ponies, from the crowd, started murmuring and talking about what I had said, Harmony bumped me with her hip. “That was beautiful, handsome.”

“Thanks,” I smiled in return, even put an arm around her shoulders as well. “Now that our afternoon is ruined, what now?”

Rainbow growled softly, “I don’t know about you two, but I need to go to the gym and beat something up.”

After thinking about it, I chimed in, “I wouldn’t mind getting in some exercise.”

That’s when Harmony balked with a girlish chuckle, “I think I’ll skip on that. Thanks, but no thanks. Going to the gym really isn’t my thing.”

I shrugged before giving her a sideways hug, “It’s alright, you don’t have to.”

Harmony leaned over and kissed my cheek, “In that case, I’ll see you two later.” And she flew off leaving me with Rainbow.

“Come on,” she grabbed my hand, starting to pull me, “the gym is this way.”

^_^

A little while later, Rainbow and I were in a small-ish workout room with no windows. Even the door didn’t have a window in it. The room was about fifteen by twelve or so and padded all around. I had put on a pair of sweat shorts that the gym had for me with a pair of padded gloves and padded shoes. Not the boxing type of gloves, but the martial art kind that was padded mainly on one side. I also got a couple of towels and a few bottles of water as well. It wasn’t long before Rainbow walked in, still wearing the sports bra and sports shorts that she always wears. But now also wearing the same type of gloves and shoes as I was.

“You ready, dude?” she asked shutting, and locking, the door behind her before walking up to me.

I shrugged, “Sure I guess. You needed a sparring partner, right?”

She smirked up at me crossing her arms under her breasts, drawing my eyes to them, “Yeah, if you’re any good.”

“Well,” my brain was in gear just enough to answer, “your counterpart does martial arts and I’ve been practicing and sparing with her for a few years. What do you practice here?”

“Wingkate,” she told me, which I never heard of naturally. She pronounced it wing-cot-ay. Which I guessed was this world’s version of Karate? She noticed that I had no clue, so she explained, “It’s a pegasus martial art. It’s even used in the military here. I’m working on my brown belt right now.”

“If this world’s system is anything like the human world’s color rankings,” I thought out loud, “then that would be pretty high up wouldn’t it?”

“Yep,” she smirked with a nod, “Third from the top. The top is the black belt.”

“That’s great.”

“Thanks,” she slowly smirked at me. “So, you ready or what?”

I gave her a slow shrug and took a relaxed stance, “Sure.”

She’s quick, I’ll give her that. And I realize now why it’s called wingkate. The emphasis is on the wing part of its name. She went for a basic roundhouse kick, which I blocked, but was surprised when she kept spinning around. She used her wings to slap me, twice, across the face. Not hard mind you, just enough to distract me from the sidekick she gave me immediately afterward. The whole thing lasted all of about two seconds. She didn’t kick that hard either, it’s just sparring after all. But it was hard enough to get a soft “oof” out of me. It was then that I got the wing part of its name.

“Ok,” I wheezed out a soft chuckle, “now I get why it's called Wingkate.”

She smirked with a look of enjoyment in her eyes at me. “Duh,” she maintained her ready pose, “can’t block what they can’t see coming.” I won’t go into a blow by blow, but after that fun start was when the sparring really started. She stayed a little slow at first for me to get used to this world’s style, but also to gauge me as a sparring partner as well. The last part was a little obvious when she would tell me, “Not bad, but try this.” And then go into one of the more complicated kata moves. She was good, and even though I could keep up with her counterpart, it was her style that was completely different. Wings and all. Add that into it and I’m glad she’s interested in me and not my enemy.

With the room closed off, working up a sweat was easy in no time at all. But the fun part was when it morphed into grappling and wrestling, so to speak. Though it was more wrestling and fondling. And she started it too. It was when I thought I had her pinned when she wiggled out from underneath me, quicker than I thought possible, and was on my back with her arms and legs wrapped around me. She brought her legs inside mine and quickly spread them apart. That sent me to the floor, but her right hand was also between my legs at the time, so it got pinned between my now hardening member and the soft mattress on the floor.

“Got you,” her competitive growl was soft in my ear with a little allure mixed into it.

I chuckled back at her. “Or so you think,” was my response and quickly sat up on my knees, which made her move her legs out from under me. Then wiggled my fingers at her, “My hands are still free.” And to make my point, they went behind me, under her wings, and right between her wing joints. Luckily for me, her small size worked in my favor, otherwise, my hands wouldn’t have reached back there. My fingers worked, and massaged, between her wing joints firmly and quickly.

Her body stiffened with a quick intake of breath due to the sudden rush of pleasure. But she recovered quickly and whispered seductively into my ear, “Oh, so that’s the way you want to play it huh?” Her hand over my member was now very active. And her voice changed. It softened to a bedroom quality to it that sent chills through me, “Then how about you get hard for me?” The palm of her hand was rubbing against me up and down and then in circles so quickly and firmly that it got me hard for her in seconds.

A soft moan escaped me as I felt her wings quickly rising behind me. “You planned this, didn’t you?” turning my head, I looked into her eyes.

She stroked my hard member, “Maybe I did,” saying to me with an alluring voice. The look in her eyes told me that she had indeed planned it this way.

The kiss was quick after leaning in quickly to take it from her. I heard her sigh as she returned it. That left me the opportunity to move a hand from her back to her front, placing the palm of my hand directly between her legs. I wanted to give as good as I got and rubbed just as firmly and quickly as she was to me. She not only deepened the kiss with me, growling softly but also quickly untied my shorts and lowered them to expose my member to her. Her fingers wrapped themselves around it and started stroking as if it was all hers to control. Her waist pressed herself into my hand where I could feel the folds of her marehood even through the fabric. “You really are a naughty mare,” my whisper was husky in her ear.

Her fingers stroked me slowly and firmly with clear possession intent, “Then spank me, Fred.” She moaned the words into my ear as she ground her hips against my hand, “Spank me like the naughty mare I am.” Without another word, she stood up taking me with her by the hand.

After standing up, my shorts dropped to the floor now standing naked before her. Yet her eyes looked up to mine. And they were filled with lust, want, and need. My heartfelt like it would pound out of my chest she got me so hot and bothered. Her eyes were wide as she searched mine. “Spank me, Fred,” her voice was whisper quiet as her hand gently took my member again, “I’m your naughty mare. Spank me hard and claim me.”

I grabbed her hands and quickly put them together over her head with a clap. My eyes spoke only one thing to her. My hands only spoke one thing to her as they slowly ran down her arms. The lustful growl I gave her only spoke one thing to her.

Mine.

That was my full intention as my fingers brushed over her breasts to find the bottom of her sports bra. Luckily it was a type of stretchy material, so taking it off of her was relatively easy. After tossing it to the floor my hands found her cheeks and held her. As my eyes met hers again, she gave me a wide smirk and growled out, “Show me your stallion side, Fred.” Our lips met again in a passionate battle for dominance. She would whisper between kisses, “Be a…wild…stallion…Fred.” Then it was her turn to stop me and grab my head. Her eyes were wild with passion, “No, not a stallion, but a mustang. A wild dominant out of control mustang.”

And let’s say she got what she wanted. It was the first time that sex felt like a dream from a third-person perspective. I felt and saw everything. Even knew what I was doing and yet at the same time felt like I was also watching it. After she said that, I took quick work of her shorts, turned her around toward the wall, put an arm around her chest, grabbed a breast, and quickly was doing her doggy style. She wanted to be spanked, so that’s what she got. Our bodies connected time and again with a hard slap as I was putting more effort into a sudden thrust than with speed.

But I remember those eyes. We held our gaze the whole time and her look was filled with the pleasure I was giving her. Even put up a leg and around me, so I could go deeper into her. There was only one primal thought in my head. That she was mine, she needed to know it, she needed to say it, and I needed to hear it. And say it she did. Her words of “Yes, I’m your mare, Fred” rang in my ears kept driving the pony side of me wild. Just like she wanted. Again and again, she said it, but at the end when the climax claimed us both she grabbed my head and growled to me, “But you’re mine as well.” She said it as her body started milking me. “Give yourself to me,” she growled out her command as her body milked mine. “Give, my bucking wild mustang.” I couldn’t look away from those eyes, as if they possessed me. “You’re ours,” she said again and again with each orgasmic pull against my member, “You’re ours, you’re ours, you’re ours. Give yourself to us.” And with one last passionate yell, everything started fading away.

We ended up with my back against the wall and her in my lap facing me. Her head was on my shoulder, cheek to cheek when she giggled in a way that spoke of her being satisfied and happy. “That was the best buck ever.”

I was still trying to catch my breath and be still my pounding heart. “What was that?” was my whispered response.

“Sex, what do you think it was?”

With a chuckle, my head shook, “No, I mean, I felt like I was both participating and watching it at the same time. In control of my actions and yet not.”

She leaned up, crossed her arms on my chest, and smirked at me, “Well you did go out of control. Maybe that was it.” Then she leaned in and kissed me passionately before declaring, “And we’ve got to do it again at my place. Because you are sleeping with me tonight.”

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