//------------------------------// // Mayor Mare // Story: My First Time // by The Mountaineer Brony //------------------------------// Subject: The (soon-to-be) Mayor of Ponyville Age: 24 Place: Her home in Ponyville It had been a stressful month leading up to Election Day, not that every month you're on the campaign trail isn't stressful in some way. Nonetheless, Ms. Mare had shown herself to be quite the candidate, appearing at numerous events for the public, answering every question she could at town hall meetings, and kissing Celestia knows how many local babies. Of course, the fact that the platform she was running on was solid as a rock and perfectly geared to attract Ponyville's support helped, but at times it felt as though it couldn't matter less. Sometimes, it seemed, ponies just voted for whoever could talk the loudest while saying things they mildly agreed with. As the sun set that evening before the election, the prospective mayor and her campaign manager, a white-coated, purple maned unicorn older than her, pored over countless graphs and charts in the den-turned-office long after everypony else had gone home for the night. Looking over the endless strings of opinion polls, district turnouts, and other convoluted statistics, they were prepared to quite literally burn the midnight oil... mostly because it made Ms. Mare feel better. Realistically, there wasn't anything more they could do but wait for the polls to open. "Ngh... I feel like we could've campaigned harder on the southeast side of town." said the candidate, leaning on her desk as her eyes burned a hole through it. "Just because they voted along our lines last election doesn't mean they will this time. Never assume anything is certain when it comes to voter bases." "Ms. Mare, it will be fine!" said the unicorn sitting across from her. "Please relax! You know you've got the best campaign team this side of Canterlot. We've put in so much work over the past months compared to the opposition. If we don't win this election, I'll buy a new hat just to eat it." The earth pony chuckled through her nose and slowly sat back down, straightening her lavender ascot. "I suppose you may be right, Prism." she said. "If there's one thing I know I can be sure of, it's how well we've all performed this season, especially you. I can't think of anypony I'd rather have managing my election campaign." Prism allowed herself to swell with pride for a moment. "Well, I knew when we first spoke that you had what it took to win. Otherwise, I never would have accepted the offer. I'd never seen an up-and-comer like you, and I've seen a lot of first-time candidates." "And most of them crash and burn, I know, I know. That's not the first time you've told me that." The two mares shared a laugh; Prism shifted in her seat to become more comfortable, but her candidate still sat rigidly, not quite done fretting over the papers before her. "Prism... whether or not we end up winning this year... I just wanted to say thank you." "Oh?" asked the unicorn, levitating a glass of ice water to herself. "Not only have you done so much for my campaign, for my chances of winning, but... you've also become one of the best friends a pony could ever ask for." Ms. Mare looked up, brushing her bright pinkish mane from her eyes before continuing. "You helped me get settled here after I left my parents' house, you helped me with all the chaos required to even consider campaigning, you've taught me so much about politics and about life... you've been here for me whenever I needed you. I can't thank you enough for that." Prism's eyes softened and a smile spread across her face. She found herself instinctively reaching a hoof across the desk, resting it gently on her friend's cheek. "Marie..." Her voice was just above a whisper. "It... means a lot to hear that. When we met, I remembered where I was at your point in life, and how much I needed more than just a good business partner. I was determined to be as good a friend to you as I wanted somepony to be to me... I'm glad to hear that I've succeeded." Marie returned the smile, reaching a hoof up to wrap around Prism's. She hoped she didn't notice that her eyes were glistening a bit. "You're my best friend too, y'know." Prism continued. "I know." "Then please, trust me when I say it's okay to relax now. No matter what happens, filly, I'll be here for you." Marie closed her eyes and smiled again. She leaned back and pulled her legs up underneath her in the chair, sighing. "Okay, Prism. I'll relax. Or at least I'll try to." Prism rose from her seat and gave a slight giggle. "Good. Just remember, deep breaths." The earth pony took some slow breaths in and out from her seat, feeling her chest rise and fall, as the unicorn stepped over to a side table to pour her friend a glass of water. She quickly trotted back over and around the desk, and Marie gingerly took the glass from her. Prism was tall and long-legged; she stood nearly a foot taller than Marie, and was 12 years older. "Thanks." she said, and took a sip. "Not a problem." replied Prism. "It's getting pretty late, and I live across town. Mind if I crash here tonight?" "My home is always open to you, my friend." said Marie. After another sip of water, she spoke up once more. "Hey, Prism?" "Mhm?" "Do you remember that thing you did after I hurt my shoulder a couple months ago? After the farmer's market speech?" "You mean the massage?" "Yeah." she said, setting her glass down. "Could you do it again?" "Hmm... you do seem pretty tense tonight." Prism grinned. "I suppose it couldn't hurt." The elder mare carefully moved behind her friend and placed her forehooves on her petite shoulders. Marie gently sighed through her nose as Prism worked the flesh below her neck into a more relaxed state. Her ears lolled to the side as Prism rested her chin on top of her head; Marie gave an amused smile as the massage quickly evolved into a hug from the side. Now in closer proximity to her friend, Prism's eyes perked up as she detected an interesting scent that didn't match Ms. Mare's usual floral perfume. "...You're on your heat, aren't you?" she asked gently. Marie's eyes popped open and her ears shot up. Instinctively, her knees met in front of her, and she turned her head slightly to look at Prism, who was still rubbing her shoulders. She was a little embarrassed, true, but she played it off with a chuckle. "All of that stress couldn't have come from the election?" Prism chuckled in return, shifting back and returning her attention to Marie's shoulders. "Well, let's just say that I've been around long enough to sense these things on the air. Pheromones and such." "Uh huh." Marie turned her eyes away, unsure where to look. "It's a curse, isn't it?" "Hmm, sometimes." Prism smiled coyly. "There are ways to make it pass a little easier." "Heh, yeah." Marie chuckled, rolling her eyes. "If I could even get an hour alone with my own hooves nowadays." "Mmm... well..." Prism leaned down to whisper in her ear. "It's even nicer when it's somepony else's hoof." "Pfft, yeah, but I..." Marie stopped herself when she felt the gentle, hot breath in her ear. She quickly re-analyzed the statement and spun her chair around to look at Prism. "Prism, what do... uh... are you..." The unicorn simply giggled. Marie was silent for a moment. "Huh." She finally said. "I never imagined you as..." Her voice trailed off, but Prism just smiled and shrugged. "You never asked." At the time, same-sex relations were far from taboo in Equestria, but it was still viewed as a bit odd--perhaps quirky was the better word--in small rural towns like Ponyville. Regardless, sexual topics of any kind were generally seen as something not meant for casual discussion. "And, uh..." Prism glanced at her hooves briefly before looking back up. "...What about you?" Marie was too flustered to answer. Her face wasn't upset, fortunately for Prism, but moreso a mixture of embarrassment and confusion. "The reason I ask..." Prism continued, "...is, uh... well... you need help relaxing. I... can help with that." After another awkward pause, Prism cleared her throat and mustered her confidence. "I, uh, ahem... I've done this before, Marie, with other mares... I like to think I know what I'm doing. It would be fun, for both of us. But before you say you don't want to ruin our friendship, I understand that... and we don't have to. I'm just proposing one night, the two of us, just a friend doing a favor for a friend. And then, the next day, back to normal; just friends and professionals." Marie's face was bright red at this point, her mouth somewhere between a flat line and a nervous smile. In truth, she'd never spent much time thinking about who or what turned her on, but she was feeling very turned on at the moment. The past few years of her life had been spent preparing for a career in public service... but her body was telling her now would be a great time to start exploring this facet of herself. And, though she wouldn't know it until later, her heart was telling her the same thing. "I... uh..." Marie stared at her own hooves, the heat on her forehead building to rival that between her flanks. Prism stood there, holding a gentle smile that seemed to light up the night. "I... c-can't deny, Prism... I-I'm... rather tempted by your offer..." Prism put a hoof on her friend's shoulder, but was careful to give her enough breathing room. "You're a good, close friend, Marie... and I want to do this for you. I can't make you do it, but if you decide you want to, I'll be here." Prism slowly cantered away, and Marie's eyes followed. The unicorn's purple tail swayed in just such a way as to allow a brief glimpse of the parts it concealed. "I'll be getting ready for bed." But before Prism could exit the room, she heard the sudden noise of a chair rolling across the floor and papers on a desk rustling. "Prism, wait." The elder mare turned to see Marie standing atop her desk, pinkish mane covering half her face dramatically. Without a word, the little earth pony hopped down, trotted across the floor, put a hoof to Prism's face, and locked her in a kiss. Prism pulled her in close with her hooves and gave herself fully into the lip-lock; excited, frustrated little noises came from her partner as their tongues met for the first time, but definitely not the last. Using her magic, she carefully undid the ascot around Marie's neck and draped it on a nearby table. After a few moments, Marie broke off the kiss, and it was the best one she'd ever had... except for the even longer one that followed it. In a few minutes, she begrudgingly broke it off as well, looking Prism in the face. They both wore serious expressions, fully ready to commit to whatever happened next. "Y-You've been in this business longer than me, Prism..." Marie said, her voice and her hooves trembling with excitement. She turned and trotted back over to her desk. "You know what it means to be a pony-pleaser..." Marie dramatically cleared her desk with a hoof, careless of all the clutter adorning it; even her clock and inkwell took a tumble. She threw her upper half across the surface, stood on her hoof-tips, and flicked her tail to the side, revealing herself to the world. Her body was more than ready. "Teach me what that means."