A young man and his pony learning to live with one another as he learns to live with himself.
Aldritch White is by all accounts, a very privileged young man. He has everything that he could ever want. But what he needs is someone to be there for him.
His parents decided when he was young the best way to address this is to purchase a Bio-Droid to keep their son company and provide for his needs in their absence, a high-end MLP-PCA-AP Unit.
She prefers to go by Tia.
This is the story of a young man and his pony.
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The song blared through the room, only stopped by the soundproofing of the walls from echoing through a good deal of the rather large, luxurious home. The music video played on a rather sizable display on one wall of the room as the rebellious anthem echoed racaciously
Out from under the comforter covering the bed, a hand shot out and pressed the button on the nightstand with a soft groan of dread. The music lowered to an acceptable volume as the feminine voice called out again. "Good morning, Mister White. There are currently...five points of interest in your schedule for the day, would you like to review them now?"
A young man slowly rose from underneath the covers, giving a soft sigh as he ran his slender fingers through his long, dark hair. His magenta eyes slowly blinked and tried to focus in as he groped for the set of square-framed glasses on his nightstand, finally managing to set them on his nose. he gave a small sigh and shook his head "Ugh....not quite yet. I'm gonna take a minute to get up here and freshen up a bit before I deal with any of that..." he said in a low, tired tone as he dragged himself out of bed.
"Very Well, I shall resume communication in approximately forty-five minutes."
The voice clicked off with a small pleasant chime and the video stopped, leaving only more softly playing music in the background of his room as he trudged towards his bathroom to start his day.
A while later, Aldritch emerged from his bathroom, looking considerably more awake and refreshed. A towel clung to his slim waist, his lithe, svelt figure slightly hunched over as he trodded towards his closet. "Computer, open the closet please," he said with a small yawn as he slipped the towel off of himself.
"of course, Mister White. Accessing your Summer Wardrobe" The Artificial voice responds politely as the wall to the left of his bedroom opened up, and a rack of clothing cycled into the hollow opened space for him to choose from. He chose a simple grey t-shirt and a pair of blue jeans, slipping on a pair of ankle-high white socks and a pair of Black sneakers.
He was in the midst of combing his hair when he heard a knock on the door "Al, are you up, sweetie?" The voice asked in a warm, motherly tone.
he gave a small patient sigh and responded in an even, gentle tone "Yeah Tia, I'm getting decent right now, just a bit!"
"Alright, I have breakfast finished whenever you are ready." She responded kindly before he heard the sound of her moving back down the hallway towards the kitchen.
He smiled softly to himself as he put his comb down. She could be a bit of a drag at times sure, but she was always rather sweet. Even if it irritated him sometimes he could not imagine it any other way.
He made his way down towards the dining room and was greeted by the sight of her. Standing a bit shorter than himself, at about four foot five was his...caretaker. She was a Bio-Droid, and a fairly uncommon model at that. A bit of an older mark, she had been brought into the family when he was considerably younger, after all.
She was a soft, pale white, tinged with just a tiny hint of pink that you could see in the light. Her long, pastel, multicolored mane seemed to flow with a life of its own in a way that, even after understanding the science behind it, still continued to boggle him. Strangely, it even managed to be less mind-boggling to him than the fact that she could move objects telekinetically. Her eyes were a beautiful magenta that matched his own. She was dressed in an adorable frilly pink apron labeled "Too Stressed to Be Blessed" in cursive writing.
"Good morning, Sleepyhead. You know, you really should start waking up earlier." She said in a doting, gentle manner as she pulled a chair from the dining room table out for him to have a seat, which he took with a thankful nod.
"I appreciate the concern, Tia. Really I do, but I'm a teenager now, I'm wired to get up later and stay up later. Maybe I'll get around to waking up before sunrise again once I hit fifty or so." he joked, nudging her gently as she came back over, hovering a plate in her telekinetic aura. Eggs Sunny side up, and bacon, fried crisp just the way he liked it, with buttered toast. he could feel himself salivate at the sight.
She chuckled and set the plate down in front of him, gently nudging his shoulder with her snout "Oh, that would be wonderful. Do you remember how we used to get up together every morning and watch the sunrise, Al? it was always so peaceful..."
He had been about to dig in with a fork, but his hand stopped midway through at the sound of her recalling that old memory. One that he found himself recalling now, quite vividly even...
.........
Christmas Day, 6:30 A.M. Eight years prior.
Al had not slept more than a wink that night, he had been far too excited. Not for the deluge of presents, he was sure to receive. Nono, He always received the most wonderful gifts from his parents. No, what he was excited for was to get to spend the entire day with them! Sure, they were quite frequently busy. Even in an era of post-scarcity, there were job's to be done, and only so many people equipped to do them! And his parents were part of that small but vital core of scientists, engineers, maintenance people businessfolk, and logistics experts that kept society running so that the rest of the world could live a fulfilled life without want or worry.
Of course that meant that on any particular day, due to the especially intensive nature of their particular work as cogs in the clockwork that kept the world turning, that they did not have as much time for him as they might want to have. They were wonderful people to be sure, but...terribly absent on an average day, in a way that he felt quite deeply at a young age.
But none of that mattered today! Today was their day to come together as a family, to spend precious time with one another without worrying about the bigger picture, all that mattered was that they were going to be a family for the day. His bright brown eyes snapped open, looking over at the clock to see it was still quite early, the sun would not even be up for another thirty minutes!
He was, in fact, so tremendously excited about it that he found himself making his way down the hall towards the living room at the crack of dawn. he would await his parents there. Wait for them to come out of their room and see him excited.
When he entered the living room, he saw the deluge of presents, actually delivered by biomechanical versions of Saint Nick himself on hover sleds. the wishlists carefully curated by both the children and the parents. Such was the reach of technology that once yearly mass overnight delivery was still not the easiest task in the world, but easy enough to make happen once a year.
But what he saw after that was what concerned him. Atop one particularly large box, there was a note, that seemed to be signed from his mother and father. he slowly detached it from the present and unfolded it to give it a read.
Aldritch,
Son, we know how much you look forward to having one special day a year when we can all be together as a family. it is our favorite time of the year too. And there is nothing more that we would love than to spend more time with you.
But sadly, as much as we wish it would rest for a day, our duty seems to never be done, and even today, on this most special day, we have been called away for an urgent matter.
However, that does not mean we intend to leave you all by your lonesome. your mother and I have undertaken careful consideration, and we have decided that the best way to solve the problem with what we have available is to make sure you have someone there for you when we cannot be. Inside of this box you will find something that will hopefully cheer you up at least a bit. we should be back later this afternoon if all goes well to spend the rest of the day with you.
I know this is not a substitute for us, but it is the best we can do. we love you very much.
Sincerely,
Your Father
He grasped the letter firmly, crumpling it in his hand as a tear rolled down his cheek after reading the contents of it. he knew that they had to do what they had to do, but...it still didn't make it any easier. he missed them Now Damnit! and What, WHAT could possibly be in this box that would make this okay? he pondered to himself as he managed to remove the top of it, the sides starting to fall. There couldn't possibly be anything that would make the loneliness be-
As the sides of the box fell to the ground he saw it. it was....a pony. an alicorn as a matter of fact? Almost as white as the snow outside with a long, multicolored mane. She was in a sort of suspended frame, buckled into place to prevent injury from travel presumably. In a comatose state, eyes glazed over and perfectly still.
Ah yes, it had to be a bio droid. They tended to come like this when pre-packaged in order to prevent injury while being transported before proper activation. There should be some sort of command word for it somewhere.
he located the user guide at the bottom of the frame and flipped through it, reading silently to himself. it seemed to be an MLP-PCA-AP Mark Two. An all-purpose Companionship Class Bio Droid Modeled after a character called...Princess Celestia, from some show back in the stupid ages.
He rolled his eyes slightly. Sure, he had always had an interest in myths and mythical creatures, and yeah he was a kid, but giving him a kids show character that happened to be tangentially related to his interests, well..it felt almost downright condescending really.
But still, his parents had tried their best, as they always did. he supposed he could at least give it a try. The actual instructions were very short, indicating that the Bio Droid itself would be fully capable of answering most of his questions once he brought it to proper consciousness with its keyword.
He located it on the back of the final page, clearing his throat nervously as he unbuckled and unstrapped it from its bindings, setting it to balance on all fours awaiting his word.
"U-um..>Celestia? The dawn is coming..." he said softly as he read it from the page.
In a matter of moments, the eyes were no longer glazed over, shining brightly with a benevolent warmth. The mane began slowly, gorgeously flowing as she widened her stance slightly, shaking her head for a moment to get her bearings before meeting his gaze gently, walking slowly towards him.
"Well, hello, little one. My name is Princess Celestia. I am a Mark Two All-Purpose Companionship Class BioDroid. On behalf of the Hasbro Corporation, I am delighted to meet you, and look forward to looking after you for many years to come." she said happily, gently as she leaned down to nuzzle the top of his head. she stood a few inches taller than him at the withers, her head able to, of course, reach up higher since ponies have very long necks.
Seeing her speak, she seemed much less like an actual equine and more like, a well-crafted parody of one. one meant to mimic the form while retaining more human-like qualities. larger, more intelligent eyes, less pronounced, soft lips, and a differently shaped mouth than a normal horse or pony. The joins on her legs also seemed to b far more flexible and offer a more dynamic range of movement.
Oh and, of course, the horn and the wings.
He was speechless for a few moments she was...actually really pretty once he was her in motion like this. he blushed softly. Droid or not, it was not every day you got to talk to a princess. And she certainly pulled the role off quite well. it seemed that her programming while being constructed had gone quite swimmingly. She certainly seemed nice enough to. he was still mad at his parents but...at least they had tried something. They had given him the best present they could have short of promising to never leave him for work again. They made sure he wouldn't be alone anymore, and that was...worth something.
As he stood there, pink-cheeked and absorbed in thought, she smiled and chuckled softly, placing a wing over his back as she stood next to him. "You seem like you are still adjusting to the idea of me being around, if your biometrics are anything to go by. How about we just go sit near the window and watch the sun rise together hm? We can talk later."
He blinked slowly as he felt her comforting wing brush slowly along his back, giving a small nod in agreement, her presence was soothing to him, oddly enough, and she smelled quite nice, like cinnamon and vanilla beans. Being a Bio Droid and thusly programmed to meet certain criteria, he knew he could trust them, even if he wasn't sure if he liked them quite yet. he put a hand on the back of her neck and walked slowly over to the couch, sitting with her and watching as finally, the sun slowly peaked over the horizon. his arms gently wrapped around her neck, and as his eyes began to water, he placed his face gently in the crook of her neck.
And wept softly, her wing draped over him as she silently, gently consoled a sobbing child as a new dawn was ushered in on the White Estate.
"...Yeah. I remember, Tia..." he said softly as he finally took a bite of his food. Now that he thought about it, he really had not been spending much time with her as of late. Sure some of that could be attributed to the fact that he was older now. More independent. Hell, he was a grown man by all accounts. He and Tia had moved into their own living space last year on his birthday, and he had been...admittedly busy with all of the things that newly blossomed adults do. making connections out in the real world, finding what he loved doing, and pursuing it to the fullest.
As it turned out he was more than a bit of a homebody, and he had not made terribly many friends outside of those he had made during his online schooling...On second thought, perhaps the reason for his withdrawal from their usual rapport was not so simple. In any case, he silently resolved to try to spend a bit more time with her. she was essentially his oldest companion after all. One might even venture so far as to say she was his best friend.
He would never say that to her face of course. But she knew it, and he knew it, and that was good enough for the both of them.
For now.
She beamed softly at him as he dug into his breakfast. "You really were so adorable when you were young, Al," she said wistfully as she used her magic to move his bangs to one side, looking down at his eyes and smiling a bit wider, as she often did when she saw them.
"You say that as if you arent a decade younger than me," he said with a chuckle in between mouthfuls of food. and it was technically true. Though she may have been gestated in a facility using an artificial womb and implanted with the knowledge and memories needed to imitate the countenance of the Princess Celestia from the television show, she was still her own living being with her own experiences, wants and desires. And those things began when he Activated her with her code phrase and bonded her to him. he gave a small hum as he started to feel his mind wander on the subject of Bio-Droid ethics for a minute.
That was one of the more...questionable features of the mark two models, the bonding mechanism. The mark one Bio-Droids were all essentially automatons. Minimal capacity for independent thought, mostly used for heavy labor, dangerous jobs, or just for..."Companionship". Not the sort of companionship he had with Tia mind you! The more...sordid, sleazy sort. One might shudder at the thought of the unreasonable, inhumane things done to those poor creatures.
But they had little to no agency and were hardwired to obedience when they did have the ability to think for themselves. That was the danger of new, unlegislated technology. Some ambitious individuals with more greed than morality would inevitably work the system in whatever ways they could to get ahead.
And humanity did get ahead as a result. once the process was more or less perfected and commercialized, it was far cheaper to create Biomechanical creatures suited to perform a task than it was to create a machine. They required very little maintenance aside from food and water and rest, and with a lack of free will, most Mark Ones were perfect factory line workers or day laborers. Simply point them to a simple task or set of tasks and they would work all day without complaint! With the aid of these creations to create a low maintenance, high-efficiency labor pool that did not require the creation of expensive new infrastructure to maintain aside from housing and feeding, Humanity was able to reach post-scarcity within a matter of decades!
The problems began when Bio-Droids started to become accessible to normal everyday people as commodities. people did not just want dumb labor. at least most of them did not. And if they wanted company less intelligent than themselves es they could just as easily get a dog. No, what the general consumer was excited about with this new technology was the possibility of Intelligent, long term companions. Some of the less savory fellows online at the time dubbed them as "Artificial Waifus", and the even more degenerate types dubbed it the "cocksleeve singularity", all of the benefits of human companionship, without the drawbacks packaged conveniently in the shape of your favorite fictional character.
Of course, the concept created an unsurpassed era of escapism. Not since the Virtual Revolution of the 2030s had so many people tuned out of real-life interaction in favor of an easy alternative. of course with Bio-Droids picking up the slack, things were fine, but it was certainly a cause of concern for anyone familiar with the Rat Uptopia Experiments of the fifties could attest.
Fortunately, Regulations by this time had started the slow climb to try to catch up to advancement. before the beginning of mainstream mark two model production, several landmark rulings were made to enforced mandatory sterility of companionship units, as well as the Artificial Life protection Act outlining some basic rights and protections for Any Bio-Droid which could be classified as sapient under the definition outlined by the same legislation, enforced via the concept of the Standardized Fair Treatment user Agreement. Anyone who bought a self-aware intelligent Bio-Droid had to grant them the right to refuse continued service if treated unreasonably by their owner, as well as establishing fines and jail time as punishments for egregious violations.
That being said, it still was far from perfect. Though outright violence or slaughter of Companionship Droids was outlawed in effect by this legislation, there was still a lot of bad things that could happen to a Bio Droid. These issues were exacerbated by the companies producing them taking advantage of the sometimes vague and incomplete legislation to try to ensure customer satisfaction at the expense of the Droid's bodily autonomy.
One of the more unsettling and earliest methods of doing this was Bonding. When activated, Early mark Two models would for an immediate, instinctual attachment to the first human they laid eyes on who's vocal patterns matched the activator. Similar in nature to the bond a bird may have to its chicks, for example, but severely magnified. This attachment left a typical bio Droid at best, willing to deal with extremely unreasonable, severe treatment or abuse from an owner, and at worst, compelled the droid to do whatever it took to keep the owner happy or safe from danger.
Naturally, irresponsible owners, which were unfortunately common, would frequently abandon their purchased Droids. Even now, there was still quite a problem of homeless BioMechanical beings living alone on the streets. This problem was, of course, made far worse by the bonding mechanism. Heartbroken droids subject to unimaginable mental stress and trauma by the act of abandonment from the being they were hardwired to care for the most. Such a thing is borderline unimaginable for your average person as an experience. The afflicted individuals were barred from self-termination by their design, and would often begin to act in unpredictable, erratic, and sometimes, unfortunately, violent ways as they were forced to carry on in their fundamentally incomplete existence.
It was only when instances of Droids deciding they would rather maim their owners to force them into codependence than be abandoned became too prevalent to escape mass media attention that action was finally taken and such enhancements were finally banned, ushering in the Era of the mark Three Droids with new, improved legislation more. With Your average Droid having substantially more rights than previously in their history and no longer being designed to have an actual mental breakdown if they displeased their purchaser, things seemed to finally be looking up.
Of course, there was still the matter of...
"Al, are you okay, sweetie? You look like you are thinking really hard about something." He gave a small sigh as he heard her speak to him, realizing he had stopped mid-bite and had been sort of sitting there while he thought about this. Yes, there was still the matter of currently Active Mark Two Units like Tia. They still outnumbered mark Three's by a great deal, considering the Mark Three template had only been established as a legal standard less than a decade ago.
Which meant there were still plenty of vulnerable, and sometimes unstable Droids, many of whom were in unacceptable or downright hostile living conditions, provided they were not left to roam the streets until they could find a facility willing to house them. The resources to help them existed on paper, but it was a matter of getting the people in power to mobilize them properly. As it was, Bio Droids continued to be treated by and large as second class life forms.
"Sorry Tia, I was just...in my thoughts again," he said, giving her a small, reassuring smile as he finished off his breakfast, bringing his dish to the sink.
He sighed softly as he let the hot water rinse the debris of his finished meal into the disposal. he cared for Tia deeply and understood that as a mark Two, he had an exceptional duty to make sure that she had a happy, fulfilling life, She would go above and beyond to make sure that he was satisfied and happy, and she had for many years now. He didn't know what he would do without her, so he had to do the same for her. Anything else just wasn't right.
She saw his movements slow again as he placed the washed dish on the drying rack, walking over to him and gently placing her wing over his lower back. he was not so small now that she could easily place it over him to comfort him, but the feeling of the gentle, feathered appendage brought him back to reality once more as he saw her look up at him, genuinely concerned. "there seems to be a lot of that going around today. Why don't you come sit on the couch with me and tell Auntie Tia all about it hm?"
He gave a soft scoff as she used the old term he used to use for her when he was younger and nodded, smiling down at her again ads he placed his hand on the base of her neck and allowed her to walk him over to the couch in the living room. "That...that sounds nice yeah. Let's do that."
A few minutes later, they were seated comfortably. she curled up, pressed gently against him, her forelegs resting over his lap as their eyes met. "Now, tell me what's on your mind, Al."
He gave a soft sigh and started to pet her. she gave a pleased little nicker as her eyes fluttered softly at the touch, leaning into it quite contentedly. her pleased reaction giving him the motivation to relax and continue. "I...I just feel sort of bad that we have been drifting apart a bit lately, ya know? We used to be so close. Once I got used to having you around, we would do absolutely everything together.
She nodded and gently pushed her hand away with her telekinetic aura, her horn glowing the same golden color as the field around his hand as she did so so she could speak. "Yes, I remember. You used to look up to me, you even said once that when you grew up you wanted to marry me, remember?" She chuckled at the statement warmly, and he did it right along with her.
"Yeah, I was really attached to you. remember when I turned 13 and I was old enough to get my first physical enhancements? My parents took us to the Chop Shop and I begged them to let me get eyes that were the same color as yours so we could match and you cried a little bit."
She smirked and leaned in a bit "Oh, don't be silly, I cried a lot, Al. I was really touched by the gesture. I see you still have them in, too." She said, smiling a bit wider as she brushed his hair back with a hoof to look at them before kissing his forehead dotingly.
He flushed a soft pink and looked away, squirming slightly underneath her forehooves. "Y-yeah. I guess it's nice to always be able to look at them and remember those times, you know? But uh, that's getting a bit off track..." he said as he gently placed his arms around her neck in return, hugging her head softly to his chest. "What I was meaning to say was that I feel like I have been neglecting you lately. You always do so much for me, but I have just been sort of taking you for granted these last year."
"Oh, hush now, Al. You know I don't mind taking care of you," she said gently, though his thoughtfulness and current display of physical affection seemed to be appreciated. "I know that being a budding adult can be really tough, and you probably have a lot on your mind right now and-"
"And that isn't a good excuse for not treating you the way you deserve," he said, cutting her off just as gingerly. he smiled down at her and ran a hand through her flowing mane. She certainly was beautiful when she seemed content and pleased like this. Even so, many years later her approval and joy made him feel content, relaxed. Like all was right with the world as long as she was around. He flushed slightly darker and looked away as he gathered his thoughts before meeting her eyes again and continuing.
"so what I'm gonna do to is have a day just for me and you, We can do whatever you want today, I'll reschedule my plans for today and take care of it later. it can wait," he said as he stopped hugging her head to him so she could properly meet his eyes while they spoke. "Just name what you want and I'll make it happen, okay?"
"Anything I want, hm?" She asked as she leaned in a bit closer, giving him a curious look as one hoof gently pressed to his chest.
He looked down at her and nodded insistently "Y-yeah! anything you want! We can go to a movie or we can grab something to eat or-"
Al was cut off by a pair of soft, plush white lips gently pressing to his own very tenderly, sweetly. Tia's hooves wrapped gently around his neck as she leaned in closer, embracing him in the somewhat awkward position as best she could while tenderly, softly kissing him for a few moments longer. his eyes snapped wide but slowly closed as he found his hands gently resting on her sides until she finally pulled away and spoke. "Actually, dinner sounds quite nice, where were you thinking?" She asked with an embarrassed smile and a deep schoolgirl tier blush as she slipped off of the couch.
"And...what did you think of that, while we're at it?"
As she stood in front of him bashfully, he took a moment to...process what had just happened. Honestly, nothing could have surprised him more than that. She could have told him she wanted to go outside and wallow in mud puddles and he would have been less taken aback. His hand slowly moved to his still tingling lips, touching them softly as his eyes continued to steadily meet her own, a very heavy flush coming across his face from equal parts embarrassment and confusion.
I-I erm...I was not expecting it, to say the least..." he said slowly, trying to be delicate with this situation. "Can I ask what prompted it?"
She gave a small, understanding nod and began to elaborate. "Well, as you know Al, I am a Companionship Unit," she said as she sat on her haunches, continuing to look up at him. "An All-Purpose Companionship unit. That means that over time I adapt in terms of form and function in order to achieve the maximum possible satisfaction of your desires as my owner."
He gave a small sigh and shook his head, raising a hand "Please Tia, don't use that word. You know it makes me uncomfortable.
She clucked her tongue and gave a small chuckle at this "very well, as my purchaser and rights holder then." she said, rolling her eyes for a moment and waving a hoof. "In any case, it has something to do with what you were saying earlier, about us drifting apart?"
He blinked slowly and gave a small nod "Y-yeah, I remember, Tia, what about it?"
She slowly slid a hoof up, placing it on his leg near his knee and giving him a serious but gentle look ."I know you are getting older, Al. And I know you don't need a mother as much as you used to. That time in your life is just about over, as much as I adore the task of taking care of you that way. I have also noticed that well...Please don't take this personally, Al, but you are not exactly excelling in the romance department despite your several...valiant attempts."
Aldritch shuddered at the several attempts at a date he had endured over the last few years. He had not even managed to successfully ask somebody out until a few years back, and even then, his track record for actually landing a second date was...nonexistent. He admittedly had some...issues. Issues that regular visits to a psychiatrist had only alleviated somewhat. he was bluntly, quite clingy, somewhat paranoid, and all-around anxious mess around people he enjoyed the company of, let alone ones he was attracted to. he had sadly, come home more than once to cry on Tia's shoulder and end the evening snuggled up against her with a tub of ice cream and a movie or two.
She smirked softly at the sight of his shudder, in a knowing way, not a malicious one. "Yes, indeed. now, as an all-purpose unit, I happen to find myself, at this point in time, uniquely qualified to attempt to, in tasteful terms, facilitate the meeting of your needs in this area," she said, trying to remain tactful, looking fairly embarrassed herself now. "I care about you a lot, and well, I remember growing up you always did have a fondness for pointing out how pretty I was."
Well, she was not wrong there, combing through his own memories he could recall some rather embarrassing instances of his budding curiosity getting the better of him. And although his attempts at glimpsing a bit more of her than was appropriate and his awkward, inappropriate questions in his teenage years had more than once gotten him a stern talking to, she had never saught to shame him for it. if anything she had been very understanding about it, Explaining that her being a fully mature individual and him being so young and not yet developed as an adult created a very inappropriate balance of power in their relationship despite the fact that he did technically have ownership of her.
Which brought him to his next thought. "that is all well and good Tia but...Aside from a few other reasons why that isn't okay, it just seems wrong for me to ask that of you. Like, I don't like saying it because I don't like coloring our relationship in that light but I own you Tia. You are engineered to be bonded to me in a way that makes me fear that any sort of normal relationship with you if I was even sure I wanted one that way, would be impossible with the unbalanced power dynamic at play. "he said as he rubbed at his forearm slowly in front of him, looking down at his hands. "I mean, how much of that is you really wanting to be with me that way, and how much of it is just what they did to you forcing you to want it? And I mean, my parents certainly wouldn't approve..."
Indeed, while sexual intercourse with Bio-Droids was widespread and common, attempting to form a long term relationship with one, due to the longstanding stigmas still remaining from the mark two era, was considered to be a distasteful form of escapism for individuals to reprehensible to manage to find a "genuine" partner to be with them, on a lower level than a mail-order bride.
And aside from that, if his parents found out he was in a relationship with Tia, they would likely have a fit! They had certainly not purchased her with that of all things in mind.
She gave a soft, sad frown and tilted her head slightly. "I can understand why you would feel that way, Al. It isn't an easy thing to deal with for someone that cares. But that's something I always admired about you, Al. You do care, a whole lot more than other own...than other purchasers do." She said gently as she slowly rubbed his knee area, careful not to stray too far upwards with her hoof. She did not want to make this...awkward.
A lot of purchasers would have already made the demand of their Droid to do what I am asking you if you want to do, Al. A lot of us were custom made for that purpose even. I still remember the last days of the old Mark Two C.L.O.P.P.E.R. units going out the door..." she said with a small shiver. "And..Well, I won't lie, if you were to have ever asked me to directly, I would have done it for you. Not just out of a sense of obligation, but because I really, deeply care for you and want to see you happy. "
She stopped talking for a moment and slowly climbed back up on the couch next to him, keeping a few feet between them to give him some much-needed space. "Al, you see, when a Mark Two like myself becomes bonded to someone, that does not mean that we automatically love that person, or think that person can do no wrong. it means that we have a deep set, powerful chemical attachment to that person. Almost like an addiction to them., you see," she said slowly.
"When that person asks us to do something we do not want to do, we do not do it happily. We do it out of a sense of the most extreme and agonizing anxiety. Every cell in our bodies screaming at us that if we do not obey, our owner might not love us anymore, they might throw us away, and we would by and large do anything to make that feeling go away." she continued, leaning forward towards him a bit, his eyes coming up to meet hers solemnly as he listened and she kept speaking.
"There is a very big difference between that, and what I am doing now. I have decided, after combing through all of the available data based on our interactions over your lifetime and mine, that this is the best next step in our relationship to keep us both close and happy if you want to. I do not feel pressured, I could have even never brought it up unless you ended up asking. I chose to present you with this choice because I want to make you happy and be with you in whatever way you need for the rest of our lives. Do you understand?"
It seemed he did understand, as his posture and his demeanor changed a bit, softened as she spoke "O-oh god. Tia, I um...I'm sorry, I didn't mean to simplify you down to your base impulses like that. I guess I was making a lot of assumptions there..." he said softly as he scooted a bit closer to her, gently putting his hand on her chest reassuringly. "but even if you want to take that step. I'm...I just don't know if I can do it. You basically raised me single handed or er....hoofed for almost half of my life," he said, prompting a small, sweet chuckle from her.
"I am just not sure if I could go from seeing you in that light to seeing you as well erm...a romantic partner. And besides..." he said, slowly letting his hand slide back off of her. "You deserve better than to settle for me anyway. You are such a great lady Tia. it is;t right that you had to be brought into the world in a position where you were made to spend your whole life raising a wreck like me, ya know?"
Her eyes hardened a bit for a moment and she, in turn, placed a hoof to his lips "Now Al, don't let me hear you putting yourself down like that. You already know how I feel about self-depreciation coming out of your mouth." she said seriously but caringly as she leaned in a bit more. "Sure, you have your rough edges. but you are genuinely one of the more gentle, considerate, and caring people I have had the pleasure of interacting with. I would not trade the experience of raising you for any other path in life knowing what I would miss out on," She said firmly and kindly as she slowly rubbed her hoof up and down his chest softly, slowly.
"And that is exactly what this date is meant to test. I want us to give it a night. One single night, just you and me, no hold barred on the town and back home, where we treat each other as mature equals capable of making our own responsible choices. if after tonight you genuinely cannot see yourself and myself together in that way, if you cannot see me in that light, then I will be happy to accept that." She said, finally taking her hoof off of his chest and placing it over his hand. "but I owe it to you to at least see if I can help, if I can...fill that role in your life so you don't have to keep coming home to me wondering where it all went wrong." She said, her eyes watering up slightly, welling up gradually as she kept speaking, her voice getting a bit wavery "I-it's hurts me to see you like that Al, every time it just breaks my heart to so see you so broken up."
Seeing her about to cry honestly broke him a bit. he could never stand to see it, even when he was a bratty little shit still recalcitrant about the fact that his parents had pawned him off to an artificial nanny horse, he had never been able to handle seeing her get so upset she cried. he leaned in and pulled her close to him, shushing her gently as his hand ran through her mane. "Tia, oh Tia please don't cry. You know I can't stand it when you cry..." he said softly as he slowly stroked his hand up and down her neck and back, careful to avoid her wings.
He pulled her away after a few moments and looked down at her. "Look. if that is really how you feel and it means that much to you, I can give it a try, okay? We can go on a date tonight and put this to bed one way or another." he said as reassuringly as he could manage while being noncommittal about the results. "Now, I want you to dry those pretty eyes of yours and go find a place for us to spend the evening together, whatever you want." he continues, letting go of her and gently drying the tears in her eyes as best he could with his finger as she smiled up at him thankfully.
She nodded silently and slipped off of the couch, looking back at him as she got to the door, smiling a bit wider before turning away again and trotting down towards her room to go find somewhere for them to have their night out.
He gave a deep sigh and rubbed his temples, contemplating what he was going to wear. God, now he had to pick out an outfit and fix his hair and the whole nine yards, oh, and he was going on a date with his weird cartoon horse mom. he just couldn't stand seeing her in a state like that. That mare was going to be the death of him one day, one way or another.
But honestly, as much as it could be a lot to handle sometimes, even at times like this, he wouldn't have it any other way.
Al busily fussed with his hair in his bathroom mirror, running a comb through it this way and that as he tried to determine what looked the leat bedraggled. Sure, he could go out and get a haircut, or maybe get it styled, but it was already getting close to noon, and he had promised to take her out no later than one. He gave an exasperated sigh as he settled for binding it back in a ponytail for the time being. not the most optimal solution, but passable, in his opinion.
He wished his hair was as manageable as Tia's. so long and soft, and it just naturally flowed, never seeming to tangle or mat no matter what she put herself through during the day. he had seen her spill an entire bowl of pancake batter in her mane and simply pull the batter off with her telekinesis and leave it looking just as pristine as before.
God, she was so....something. There was just something about her, the way she always seemed to be able to keep herself looking put-together despite basically acting as a mom and a maid all rolled into one for all these years. Honestly, he felt sort of bad about it at times. Her natural warmth and regal airs made her seem like she was destined for far better things than looking after a child her entire life.
Then again, she often chided him for that sort of thinking, as he had been reminded earlier today. The fact that she honestly wouldn't trade her lot in life for a higher calling was...reassuring in its way. it made him feel special that there was someone in the world that cared that deeply for him.
Fuck, was that what having actual parents felt like?
Anyway, moving on to more pleasant thoughts once more. He was honestly looking forward to this afternoon. Even if the date did not go the way Tia was hoping it would, He was more than happy to spend some quality time with her again. They had agreed to go out and see a movie together. A pretty retro sort of date, but Tia was a bit of a sucker for old-time stuff like that. Fair enough given her being modeled off of a very old-timey mare indeed.
After fussing with his hair, he took another look at his selected outfit. he had decided to wear a simple long-sleeved purple dress shirt and a pair of black slacks. Nothing too stuffy for the venue, in his opinion, but enough to show that he cared to put in the effort to look nice, to show her that he understood that this was important to her.
Once he was properly groomed and dressed, he decided to go and check on Tia and see what she was up to. He found himself wondering exactly what she would be doing to prepare for their afternoon out of the house. he approached the door to her room and knocked softly, calling out to her. "Hey Tia, just wanted to let you know I finished getting ready for our date."
"Oh, good! just a minute, I was just putting on a few finishing touches." She said through the door in a more chipper tone than he had heard from her in some time. he smiled softly as he stepped back from the door, satisfied with how pleased she seemed to be about the whole affair as he waited for her to open the door.
And soon enough, she did. and she looked wonderful.
She had not done too much mind you. But it was more an accumulation of small things that made a big difference. She had put most of her mane and her entire tail up into rather cute, stylish buns. Her coat was freshly brushed and smelled lightly of nutmeg in addition to her usual scent of vanilla bean, She had put on a bit of light pink eye shadow and a bit of eyeliner as well, just a touch to complement her coats natural highlights, and she had opted to wear a set of tight-fitting leggings that accentuated her graceful legs and drew attention up the body towards the flanks in a flattering manner. A wonderfully casual ensemble for a casual evening. Pn her sides was a set of saddlebags to carry anything she might need while out of the house.
"How do I look Al?" she asked him in a tone that attempted to come off as casual. he could see it in her eyes though, that persistent, slightly nervous searching look that told him she sought his approval.
Fortunately for them both, he would have happily given it even if she had not had that look in her eyes. He was blushing quite heavily as he took her in. The poor thing had honestly not been this blown away by her since he was very young, and had had that sort of picture of her in his mind as a benevolent force that made things better just by being around. he smiled down at her, placing a hand on the back of her neck and rubbing softly. "You look absolutely wonderful Tia."
She chuckled softly, visibly relaxing at both his approving words and the gentle physical contact. "Well thank you. You certainly clean up nicely, yourself," she said, looking him up and down slowly with a look on her face he had not really seen on her before. Less the look of an approving mother, and much more so the expression of a woman pleased with her company for the evening before she smiled at him normally again "it looks like we both decided to put our hair back, huh?" she asked, making a bit of small talk as she gestured with her head towards the hallway and started to walk, with him following beside her shortly after.
A quick call later, they had an autocab pull up to their location, the sleek, grey windowless pod opening via a sliding door on the side to reveal a spacious, comfortable interior suited to accommodate the two of them.. A small chime sounded out before a speaker crackled to life. "Uber Technologies thanks you for using UberAuto for your transportation needs. You will arrive at your destination in approximately thirty minutes."
He allowed her to board first, so she could get comfortable. These transports were, of course, generally not made with quadrupeds in mind, Even in this day and age bio droids of such a configuration were relatively few that required a full seat in such a vessel. As he slid in next to her and the door closed, she gently rested her head against his shoulder and curled up on the seats beside him.
The vessel began to move shortly after, with soft, innocuous elevatoresque music playing in the background as they sped towards their destination.
Celestia was the one to break the silence "Soooo....Al, how are you feeling about this so far?" she asked, gently placing a hoof on his thigh in a comforting manner as she looked over at him. "if you feel uncomfortable at any time, you know you can ask to just go home right? I don't want to make you feel like you have to tough it out for me."
He looks over to her and shakes his head, smiling "No, no, everything is fine, Tia, really. I feel....good about this, I think. I think it will be good for us to go out and do something together again. You uh, look really great today, by the way." he says softly, trying to think. What sort of things did people do on dates again? he decided a good move would be to gently take her hoof into his hands, humming as he absent-mindedly ran his fingertips over the soft frog on the bottom of it.
This got a soft gasp from her and a bit of a blush as well as she squirmed slightly "A-al. I am sure you did not know, but a Ladies frog is fairly s-sensitive..." She said softly as she looked up at him, slightly flustered by the unexpected touch.
he was of course, a little embarrassed about it to say the least. he did not release his hand from her hoof, but did stop tracing his finger along the offending area "Oh! Sorry Tia, I didn't know..." he said quickly, giving her an apologetic smile.
"Oh no, no it's fine, really," she said softly, giving him a reassuring smile and leaning in to nuzzle his cheek. "Here, how about we pass the time in a productive way. I can give you an overview of the areas on my body that touching may elicit a...reaction. aside from eh obvious few of course."
They both had a nervous little chuckle at that, and he slowly nodded, Uber hadn't been legally allowed to put video cameras in their autocabs ever since they lost that massive lawsuit to John McAfee back in 2029, so the worst that might happen is that they might trigger a heart rate sensor and be asked if they needed assistance if he got too nervous. "Alright, I guess that would probably be a good idea. I usually just touch your neck and back areas so if I'm going to be trying to be more uh, physically affectionate, it would be good to know where to avoid in public."
"My thoughts exactly," she said as she smiled up at him in a satisfied manner. her horn lit up, capturing his hands in its golden aura. "Now then, aside from my frogs and the er...obvious places it may not be appropriate to touch a lady in public, there are three places you should be careful of." she said, slowly bringing his hands to different destinations on her body "one is my horn. Especially around the base or when I am using magic, there are a lot of nerve endings there. And the same at the base of my wings, where the Fuga Clavem nerve cluster connects them to the rest of my nervous system..." she was very careful to simply hover his hands over the area, allow him to gently graze along them, feel them just a bit in a manner that made her give an adorable tiny whimper as her light faded and he slowly felt them.
After a few moments, he nodded and pulled his hands back, leaving her almost disappointed looking at the sudden lack of stimulation. "Alright, and what is the third area I should keep in mind?"
She turned a soft pink as she shifted in her seat, placing her behind in his view and facing away from him for a moment until her head turned back to keep looking at him. "My...my Cutie marks, Al. they are fairly sensitive to touch more by design than by happenstance of requirement to function like the other two. They are meant to be an...erogenous zone."
And that wasn't the only erogenous zone being presented to him. as he looked down at her posterior, between her tail being pulled up into a bun and the mild excitement of his previous fondling, it seemed she had gotten a bit excited, her tail had peeked up and flagged to one side just enough for him to er...get a look at the goods so to speak.
And they were quite good. she was slightly swollen with arousal, a light shimmering sheen on her lips, the soft, velvety folds white as a fresh snow, save her normal tinge of pink. and speaking of pink, just a tad of the inner folds revealed themselves at a glance. below her pronounces, perfectly tight, unmarred pucker the scent of her in the vehicle was stronger than it had ever been as he could recall. And it was accompanied by more...base, earthy notes. he was oddly reminded of...hay, and flowers for some reason?
His nostrils flared slightly at her scent, and his cheeks practically glowed as she...assumedly unintentionally displayed herself to him, but he did not want to make her feel embarrassed and simply swallowed, nodding as he reached forward and placed a hand gently on each of the suns on her sides, slowly rubbing. "Here, right?"
The sudden, adorable squeal he got as a response was confirmation enough. Though it did help to put any doubts he may have had to bed once he saw her marehood wink at him as he touched her. That was more than enough for him and he withdrew his hands, "O-okayyyyy, I think I have it down now, thank you Tia." he said in a rushed, slightly shaky voice.
She shuffled back around, her own face pink and her expression fairly flustered "O-oh...alright. Thank you, Al. Is something the matter? you seem even more shaken up than I am." she teased gently as she leaned in to rest against him again.
"Oh well, it is just...well, you smell really good. Like....really really nice for some reason." he said as he rubbed at the back of his neck slowly "and well erm...you may have shown me a bit more than your cutie marks without intending to..." he said, figuring with the moment having passed it would be less of a blow to her composure.
This, of course, prompted her to become quite embarrassed with herself. "O-oh dear goodness! I am so sorry Al. I did not mean to present myself to you like that. it's just. your hands felt so nice, and of course, I trust you and have...feelings for you. It is more just an automatic response to the stimulation. I thought I would be able to control myself a bit better, but I think I underestimated just now nice it would feel to have you touch me that way." she said sheepishly, pulling back a bit to give him a bit of space while she explained herself.
He raised his hands up to signal her to stop, smiling down at her as reassuringly as he could manage "N-no Tia, it's fine, really! I understand, and I am partly to blame for letting my hands linger a bit too long, I'd say. And it is;t anything i haven't tried to see before. " he said in a half-joking manner as he reached up to slowly run his hand along the base of her neck soothingly. Without thinking about it, he leans in and gently places a kiss on her cheek while he is at it, humming as he does so.
The kiss seems to freeze her in place under his gentle, skilled hand, her eyes widening a fraction as she leans in and returns the kiss on his cheek, seeming to calm just a bit. His other hand came down to gently trace a finger along the bottom of her muzzle to her chin, looking deeply, gently into her eyes. "You don't need to be embarrassed about yourself with me, okay?" he asked her softly as he continued to soothingly pet her. At that moment, he was getting his first inklings that maybe, yeah, he could see this working.
Tia seemed so...different like this. So vulnerable, like his every word was a tool that he could use to break her down or lift her up. and far be it from him to do anything to hurt her. if her happiness was in his hands, then far be it from him to take it away from her. Knowing that she needed him right now made it far easier for him to put his doubts to the back of his mind and simply...be there for her as he was, as she needed him to be. As she nodded her soft, unsure agreement, he leaned in and, guiding her with the hand under her chin, softly kissed her again, on the lips this time.
The gentle embrace silenced her, and her eyes slowly closed along with his as her hooves slid up to wrap her forelegs around his neck, his own hands coming to wrap around Tia's midsection and pulling her into his lap at the same time as the kiss deepened slightly.
The cramped space of the car, the corny background ambiance, even time itself seemed to all melt away fr the two of them as their lips pressed together more deeply in the little autocab. he heard the soft foof of her wings unfurling quickly as they came around to embrace him as well, her hind legs coming comfortably around his hips to hold him just that little bit closer in his lap while their mouths slowly started to open. Right now, she wasn't Tia, the prim and proper mother he had always needed in his life, the pure, selfless mare who could do no wrong. No, right now, she was a mare-no, a woman, who wanted him, needed him even.
And as much as he might be shy to admit it, being wanted was a very empowering feeling.
They gave a light moan against one another lips, coming away for breath after a few more moments. She panted softly into his ear, whispering to him "A-Al, are you okay with this, w-we can stop if you-eep!" She was cut off by him gently pressing in to kiss her again, his hands wandering her sides until his hands came down to rest on her cutie marks, kneading them firmly, and drawing a much more loud, prolonged moan from her. it seemed that yes, he was very okay with this.
Eventually, all sense of hesitation melted away as well, and their his tongue gently slid against her teeth, prompting a surprised, adorable little squeal from her before she relaxed again and opened herself to it, their tongues slowly, gently dancing against one another as their hearts quickened-"
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"UberAuto Onboard Vital Monitoring has detected a substantial increase in rate of respiration and movement within the cabin, is everything alright?"
The voice chimed in neutrally. it would automatically contact authorities if an answer was not given after three inquiries, to prevent...unfortunate acts from occurring in the closed cabin, and would incapacitate the passengers with a safe, mild sedative. he pulled his lips from those of his Tia and panted softly, answering quickly "Yes, everything is fine, thank you!"
"Thank you. The voice said softly. You will arrive at your destination in approximately five minutes, please make sure that all personal articles and any trash is taken with you upon exit. any personal items left behind will be held in the autodoc misplaced items terminal for a duration not exceeding fourteen business days and can be retrieved by use of Photo ID. Any trash left in the cabin will result in a small cleaning charge being added to your fair. have a wonderful day and thank you for choosing UberAuto." The voice finished its spiel with a small chime as the music began to fade in preparation for the cabin to come to a stop.
The two of them gave a small, resigned sigh and untangled themselves. Aldritch noticed that the scent he had noticed from Tia earlier had become significantly stronger, and felt...a concerningly damp spot just above his crotch. he blushed heavily with embarrassment, thankful that his slacks bore a dark enough color to hide the embarrassing spot from sight. Nothing much to be done about the smell though. But as long as there were not too many other MLP units going in to see the movie, he probably will not arouse any suspicions. heavens knew that Tia certainly seemed aroused enough already.
"W-well, that was certainly...quite invigorating. I am guessing someone is feeling a bit less iffy on the whole thing, hm?" She asked a bit cheekily, giving him a small smirk as she took a small mirror from her saddlebags to make sure that she was still in order, adjusting her hair slightly and sighing with relief to see that her eye shadow was not smudged.
He smiled at her and nodded,d adjusting his own clothing with a shy little smile "I guess you could say that yeah. I er..I wouldn't mind picking up where we left off there a bit later, after the movie if you wanted to, at least." he finished bashfully as he adjusted himself a bit in his seat. What could he say. She had a big, long, flexible tongue and she had certainly been working wonders with it in there.
She smiled a bit wider at this and gave a playful, noncommital shrug "We can see how it goes and play it by ear, handsome, now, let's get ready to get out of this thing."
So they made sure that nothing was left behind, save their inhibitions, and exited the cab and headed towards the entrance of the theater, both ready and excited to see where the day would lead them. After all, the day was still young, and night had yet to come and held the promise of roads untravelled. Roads they would doubtless, with the right motivation, happily walk together.
Obtaining the tickets, at least was uneventful enough. They decided to watch a screening of Bicentennial Man together. The film had become quite popular again in recent years due to...relevant themes prevalent in society current-day society.
Though the film did not matter terribly much in the grand scheme of things. No, the more important aspect of the outing was that the two of them would be spending time together.
After they grabbed some snacks and headed towards the appropriate showing room, Tia turned her head to speak to him again "Al, can we sit towards the back? I think I would feel more comfortable with fewer eyes on us."She said gently, giving him a small nudge with her side as they walked towards the entrance.
"Sure Tia, we can just go sit in the back if that's what you want." He said as he brought a hand to her back, slowly rubbing as they walked inside. "it was not uncommon to spot someone out on the town with a bio droid, but it was still...frowned upon by some of the more hardline traditionalist members of society. People that felt like opting to purchase companionship was an admission of defeat or a perversion of ones natural urges for human companionship. And while that sort of person would probably not be in the theater watching this sort of flick, it was better to be safe than sorry, especially on a trial run sort of experience like this, where you would want as little to go wrong as possible.
They quietly made their way up the stairs and towards the very back row, getting comfortable and waiting for the show to start. They of course, still had some of those repetitive, irritating pre-show commercials that loop for several minutes to sit through before the beginning of the actual show. They were as much a part of the experience of going to a retro-style theater as much as anything else.
Tia smiled up at him as they took their seats, using her telekinesis to lift the armrest that separated the seats to lean against him with a content little noise. he looked down at her and gently, slowly wrapped an aroma around her neck to hold her a bit closer to him, feeling, unsurprisingly, a bit more comfortable with the display of affection in this context after their close encounter of the horny kind in the autocab.
She seemed quite appreciative of this, and leaned in a bit closer, resting her head on his chest contentedly and looking up at him with those wide, bright magenta eyes, slowly blinking. "Comfortable?" She asked as she slid a hoof across his lap, draping herself over him casually as he slowly pet her mane.
He responded with a nod, leaning down to kiss the top of her head, careful of her own "Very, thank you for checking." He Chuckled softly as his hand slowly slid up and down her back gently.
The film began a few minutes later, the two of them both halfway paying attention, with admittedly more of their focus on simply enjoying the closeness they were experiencing. It had been far too long since they had simply taken some time to just hug one another this way.
Things were quite peaceful for about half an hour, until suddenly, Al saw her horn start to glow. Then he felt something rubbing him slowly in a place that was deeply unsuited to public stimulation. his face slowly turned a soft pink as he felt her use her aura to...to...
"Tia, why are you er...touching me there? we are in public" he said in a tone that was equal parts nervous, excited and absolutely mortified.
She simply smirked at him, increasing the speed of the motion along his length slightly as her horn glowed a fraction brighter and a bit more pressure was applied. "Well, I figured that since you went to all the trouble of getting me hot and bothered earlier, I would return the favor, dear." she whispered simply, in a deceptively sweet tone that did not match her devious expression in the slightest.
His eyes widened a bit more as she explained herself and increased her pace, and she seemed quite amused to watch him try to suppress a moan from escaping his lips as his hips raised slightly. "B-but what if someone sees?" he asks her softly, squirming slightly in his seat under her magical ministrations, eyes fighting not to roll back as he quickly started to swell under her intangible grasp.
She simply smiled wider, leaning in to whisper softly into his ear, pressing her advantage "Well then, you will just have to try not to make too much noise, won't you?" She said sensually, slowly as she engulfed his hand in her aura as well, slowly moving it down towards her flank over her cutie mark.
He was blown away, to say the least. it seemed that he had opened up a real can of worms here by getting her so worked up in the car. it was certainly a side of her he had not seen before. Demanding, sensual, and delightfully raw in its presentation. she knew what she wanted, and evidently, she felt now was the time to reach out and take it! Honestly, despite the setting, he could not find it in himself to disagree. Even the possibility of getting caught only made it more exciting, clouded his judgment as he grew more aroused, while her lips trailed down to start to kiss along his neck gently.
As her lips brushed along his pulse point, he held back a choked squeal and decided to not simply sit there and allow himself to be molested in public. No! he was going to molest her back, dammit! His hand grasped her cutie mark firmly, kneading the area quite intently as he pulled her in a bit closer, shuddering as his other hand slid up to the base of her wing, gently rolling the joint between his fingers.
Her breath audibly hitched at this double assault and her psychic grasp faded for a moment before she regained her focus,. She gave him a more firm, determined and exciting look, smiling wider "Oh, you dirty boy, is that how you want to play this?" she asked as her stroking sped up again slightly. "Fine..." She said simply as she allowed her head to side down his body.
His eyebrow raised as she worked her way down "Tia what are you-"
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And like it was the most natural thing in the world, she had unzipped and unbuttoned his slacks and fished it out, 10 inches in length, fully erect it laid across her face as she looked up at him with a triumphant smug expression "We can play like that..." She said softly, not giving him time to retort before her mouth opened and her long, flat tongue slid out and up the entire length from base to head, ending by kissing the tip softly as the excited organ hung in her arcane light. "Do you want me to stop? I can if you really want me to." She asked casually while gently slapping his length against her cheek, humming happily.
The slow, hot lick made him grunt softly, exhaling through his teeth as calmly as he could manage as his grip on her flank became significantly more firm. "T-tia, oh god...." he said softly under his breath, his eyes meeting hers with a sort of silent panic. He certainly doesn't want her to continue but at the same time, well...he'll be fucked if he's going to tell her to stop.
Actually, he'll be fucked if he doesn't tell her to stop, come to think of it, but at this point that's not looking at the big picture. The big picture being that he was about to get his cock sucked. "K-keep going, please..." he said meekly, one hand sliding up from her wing to tangle in her mane as the other continued to knead her flank.
"She chuckled and gave a small nod, her eyes moving down to focus on her prize "Mnnn, that's a good boy. just relax and let me take care of this for you..." she said as she opened her mouth again, and slowly, fluidly, took him down to the base inch by inch over the course of a few moments "hmnnnnnnn~...."
With every inch she descended down his length, his eyes widened a bit more, and eventually, he found himself gripping her mane quite firmly indeed, the pulling of her hair only seeming to please her more as her eyes rolled back and fluttered closed as she settled around the base of him, languidly suckling at his length as her throat clenches and squeezes around it. Oh dear lord, she was swallowing around it. her tongue was winding wonderfully along the lower half of him as well, absolutely lavishing him in her lustful attentions.
Nearly every fiber of his being is dedicated to not screaming her name to the bloody high heavens as he feels her eager, greedy maw pleasure him so thoroughly. Her eyes slowly open back up and she gives him a small wink as she slides back up almost to the tip before descending back down, bobbing her head in a slow and steady up and down motion, the potent length of him able to be seen bulging in her throat on every downstroke.
At this point, he was admittedly, less concerned about getting caught and more concerned about how he was going to get his soul back after she finished sucking it out of his dick like it was a god damned straw. Physically, he was in heaven, his hand wrapped in her mane helping her along albeit shakily as he panted out her name softly under his breath "T-tia, oh god Tia, that feels so amazing..."
She chuckled softly around his length and happily continued, spurred by his praise. Slowly, steadily, the bobbing up and down was less and less from her head moving on its own and more from her allowing him to take control, moving her head up and down his length of his own accord by her mane, using her throat as his own personal onahole at a firm, steady pace, the only sound terminating from either of them now being the soft, slow panting from him and the muffled, wet sounds of her efforts to capitulate to his pleasure.
Sadly, or perhaps, fortunately, his lack of experience meant he was already quite close after a short time. barely twenty minutes had passed since they began fooling around and he was already drawing close to a climax, his cock swelling and throbbing wonderfully in her mouth. he did not need to tell her he was close, she could feel it, and redoubled her efforts, taking him down to the base and adamantly staying there, cradling his heavy balls in her telekinetic grasp as her eyes silently demanded the prize that was due to her.
And of course, like anything she demanded of him, inevitably, he would give it to her, and happily. He gave a soft, helpless groan as he held her to his groin, shaking slightly as he finally unloaded his load, and over a decade of pent up tension, right down her hungry throat. his eyes rolled back slightly in rapture as he finally gave up the ghost and climaxed for her, the heavy, plentiful load pouring down her throat garnering a muffled, deeply satisfied moan from her through her nose as she swallowed down every drop. the scent of her arousal was powerful, palpable in the air around them, and a quick slide of his fingers from her flanks along her swollen lips told him she was soaked, probably even dripping onto the seat as she savored her oral conquest.
After a few more long, languid suckles to make sure she had finished her task, she finally pulled off of him with a wet pop, tucking him back into his trousers and putting everything back in order with his clothing before sitting back and panting softly. Her hair was...actually a bit mussed up after the entire affair for once, looking pleasantly frazzled, her eyeshadow running down her face a bit, which she did her best to correct with a kerchief from her saddlebags. "Mphhh...well, how do you feel now, Al, do you think you can look at me as a woman now?" she asked with a small, taunting smirk as she looked up at him, a hoof resting on his thigh playfully as she recovered her breath.
He answered her by pulling her in gently and kissing her again, deeply this time, the way they had been kissing by the time they had stopped earlier. her wings, already stiff with arousal, outright flared with a soft foof as he embraced her and she, in turn, eagerly embraced him.
They stayed like that for a few long, precious moments until they finally separated, the point having been sufficiently made, he had enjoyed that a great deal, and most certainly had no more problems thinking of her as a woman.
"Mnn, fair enough. I hope you are ready for what I have planned for you when we get home..." she said as she nuzzled against his shoulder and idly returned some of her attention to the back half of the film still in progress.
"What do you mean?" he asked her, a hint of confusion touching his voice as he whispered to her softly. This of course simply garnered a soft chuckle from her. "What!?" He whispered a bit more intently, wanting to know what was so funny.
"Did you think I was just going to stop there when we have not even taken care of me, yet Al? On nonono~" she said, smirking up at him. "When we get back to our house, I am going to drag you into your room, put you on your bed, and I am not letting you back out until both of us are tapped bone dry," she said with a very unusual intensity, eyes locking to his own with a determined glint. "I may not actually be able to raise the sun, but that is not going to stop me from having you until the break of dawn, young man."
A soft, slightly worried squeak left his throat as she spoke and leaned in close to divulge her plans for the evening. "Y-yes, Ma'am..." he said softly, a bit sheepishly, having a very difficult time arguing with her when she took that tone with him. One could practically hear the whipcrack in the distance as she laid down the law for the evening.
"Very good." she said simply, leaning up to kiss his forehead "Now, if you will excuse me, I am going to go and freshen up in the bathroom and grab us some refreshments."
With that, she got up and happily trotted down the aisle with a happy hum and a notable sway in her hips. Her tail flagging slightly as she passed him giving him visual confirmation even in the dim light that, yes, she was absolutely soaked. The fact that she was not demanding he drag her to the nearest secluded space and satisfy her properly right this moment was admirable considering her state of arousal. She always did have quite a bit of self control.
Which brought him to a new train of thought as she walked off. She would likely not have done something like this sheerly on impulse if he knew her as well as he thought he did. had she been...planning to suck him off here from the beginning?
The makeout session in the car seemed impromptu enough, and reasonable since they were alone, but something like this was not something she would do without carefully considering if she could manage it. She had always been rather...not calculating, but always one to think ahead and consider the consequences of her actions.
You know, honestly thinking about it, the idea that she had been planning to give him a Hallmark Hummer from the getgo was honestly pretty exciting in retrospect. He gave a small sigh and shrugged. he supposed there was no point in fretting about it, She always did have a way of getting what she wanted out of him, one way or another, and he was seldom if ever sour about it. if anything, it was more akin to her knowing what he wanted before he knew himself.
And with that in mind, he smiled and steeled his resolve. Fine! if she wanted him so badly that she would set up this elaborate and adorably corny porno tier first date scenario, then he would oblige her and blow her fucking back out, just you wait!
After the movie of course. Nothing was worth missing out on Robin Williams flick.
The two of them giggled softly as they barged through the front door of his home together, both feeling quite light and jovial after the...eventful, pleasant afternoon they had shared. Celestia was absolutely glowing with joy as the two of them walked inside and he closed the door behind them. “Oh, al, that was absolutely wonderful. Please tell me we can do that again sometime,” she said softly as she nuzzled against his hand, smiling up at him softly.
He smiled in return and gave a small nod, his hand running through her mane and gently scratching behind her ears, chuckling as she gave a small pleased noise and melted slightly at his soft touch. “Of course we can, Tia. I would love to go out on another date with you sometime.”
Needless today, the rest of the outing had gone quite spectacularly. The two of them had grabbed a bit of lunch together after the movie and spent a bit more time out of the house. A lot of that time had been spent under a great deal of pleasant tension, the two of them casting frequent, longing, knowing looks at one another, anticipating what would happen when they finally got home.
And now that they were finally home, the mood seemed to have shifted just slightly. From an atmosphere of intense anticipation to an almost hesitant, heart-aching sort of unsure longing as they stared gently into each other’s eyes in the entryway of their shared home.
He broke the silence first. “So um...I..I guess we are home huh?” he said as he walked slowly towards his bedroom, her following along without any need to be asked. There was no need to say it, no chance of miscommunication at this point. They were of one mind as they slowly made their way through the living room and down the hallway where the bedrooms resided.
“It would seem so…” she said more surely but more softly as the two of them approached the door to his room, her using her telekinesis to slowly opening it, walking inside with him following behind and closing it behind them. “Do you mind if I-mphh!?”
She is cut off by the feeling of his lips pressed against her own, his arms gently finding their way around her neck as he got on one knee to be at eye level with her for the embrace. Her surprise quickly faded into a pleased acceptance as her forelegs wrapped up around his neck, allowing him to support her weight as his arms slid from around her neck to wrap around her waist.
With a small grunt he pulled her in and she found herself being lifted, wrapping her hind legs around him for support as he pressed her against the wall standing up, the kiss between them steadily deepening as he held her there, held her close like he never wanted to let her go again, and she did the same to him.
She felt delightfully powerless, held there between the rock that was his body and the hard wall behind her. She felt as if the sweet, gentle boy she had raised had become a powerful, eager man, ready to snap her in half if she were to allow him to get riled up enough. The thought of being at his mercy, allowing him to do as he pleased with her set her loins alight in a spectacular fashion, and she found herself letting out a loud, hungry moan into his mouth at the thought, as she pressed her pelvis into his stomach she could feel her damp nethers cling to the fabric slightly.
And he could feel her warm wetness leaking into the fibers of his shirt as well. He pulled slowly from the kiss and gently packed her forehead, smiling as his hands slid back to toy slowly with the joints at the base of each wing slowly, carefully. He happily soaked in the look of abject pleasure running across her face as he started to speak “So then Tia, is this the part where you drain me dry?” He asked with a small smirk as he increased the pressure on her slightly, resulting in a long, drawn-out mewling moan from her. “Going to keep me on the bed until the break of dawn?” he asked in a gentle, teasing tone as his hands slid down to her sides and onto her flanks, kneading over her cutie marks adamantly.
Celestia recovered herself as best she could under the onslaught of stimulation and looked up at him with a firm if wavering incense expression “J-Just put me on the bed and take me already Al, this isn’t f-faiiiir..” she said, trailing off softly with a little moan as he traced his fingertips along the lips of her swollen marehood for a moment.
“Really? It seems completely fair to me after that little public display, earlier…” he said as he carried her over to the bed laying her down on her back and kneeling in front of her, hand sliding around to grasp her inner thighs and open her hind legs slowly. “How about I make us even so we can put it behind us~”
She looked almost confused for a moment as she looked down at him, “What do you-OH MY BUCKING ME!-” She exclaimed as she felt his tongue slide along her swollen lips. His head softly buried between her spread legs,m hands kneading her thighs as he started to lap at her marehood.
She was...delicious, honestly. It was to be expected. It would not do for a Bio droid that might be made use of this way to taste unpleasant. After all. It was much like her scent. Vanilla, with hints of cream and nutmeg as well. If he had to correlate it to a flavor he would say it was similar to a warm, wholesome, hearty eggnog.
And luckily for them both, he happened to adore eggnog.
He allowed his tongue to dive into her depths as best as he could, feeling her pulse and wink and clench against his tongue and face in the typical equine fashion as he pleased her. One of the hands-on her thighs moved down to one of her swollen teats instead, curiously squeezing and teasing as he wondered if it was as sensitive as it would be on a human woman.
As it turned out, the answer seemed to be yes. The teasing drew further louder, more exuberant cries of pleasure from his partner as her hind legs broke free of his grip and wrapped greedily around the back of his neck “Mphhh...y-yes, you naughty boy, use your mouth. Show your mommy what you can do. Hearing those words leave her mouth in that tone made his cock twitch in his trousers quite a bit. He felt himself throb a bit and gave a small, soft moan into her folds as his lapping became more fervent. More determined as his hands slid up her body back to her cutie marks again, powerful slender hands kneading and squeezing happily as he was smothered into her soft, slick marehood as she squirmed and mewled and cooed underneath his passionate ministrations.
Celestia meanwhile was….hanging in there. He had not seemed to notice, but she had already came for him as her hind legs had wrapped around his head, and his hands digging into her flanks that way right on their most sensitive area after she had already climaxed once was making her melt as if her own beautiful sun itself had betrayed her and was rending her form to a pleasant, malleable fluid for him to move and push through as he pleased as she could feel her legs relax again and slowly spread as she softly, wordlessly whimpered for him to take her.
Sadly, it seemed as if he was not quite finished with foreplay. He pulled from between her legs and straightened his back, looking down at her and slowly rubbing her stomach with one hand, humming as he looked over her flush-faced, disheveled, twitching form. He chuckled softly, slightly out of breath himself from being buried so deep between her thighs for so long as he wiped his mouth on his sleeve, starting to slowly remove his shirt, button by button. “Just a moment please, Tia. I need to-”
RIIIIIIIIIIIP
As he spoke, her horn suddenly flared and he found his clothing being torn powerfully asunder in her telekinetic grasp. In a matter of moments. He blushed heavily and felt the need to cover himself with his hands, his thick, heavy prick spilling from between his fingers as he tried his best to conceal himself until he saw it. The determined, intense look that tia was giving him as if all of the fury of the sun were consensus into those glorious, beautiful magenta eyes of her.
She spoke slowly, firmly, and simply, but the tone, the sheer power behind those words, the need and authority in her eyes left no room for any discussion or debate. “Aldritch White, so help me if you do not get over her this instant young man I will-EEEP!”
Her glorious moment was interrupted by him picking her up, wrapping his arms around her, and turning them around. He sat down on the bed, and in one quick motion, had her marehood Impaled on his shaft. He grunted softly as he felt the intense heat and pleasant pressure of her insides wrap around his thick, throbbing length. “F-fuuuuuuck…” he said softly as he buried his face into her neck.
Celestia for her part was..out to lunch. Celestia.exe has ceased functioning, please reboot and try again. She felt herself almost immediately clench around him again in climax as he impaled her still incredibly sensitive slit on his manhood, eyes rolling back as she went limp in his lap after her second orgasm. “Oh Al, yesssss…..” she said softly as she clung to him loosely, slowly moving her hips, humping against his pulsing manhood deep within her weakly as she looked up at him thankfully.
Al smiled back down at her, starting to understand. Tia might talk a big game when she had the upper hand, but as soon as he pushed even a little, she seemed to melt like putty. She had been in charge for long enough it seemed, what she appeared to want was for him to take charge, to use her for his sport, to rut her like he owned her.
If that was truly what she wanted, he certainly had no problem giving it to her. He leaned in softly and whispered into her ear as he slowly started to pull her hips up and down with his arms, grasping her flanks powerfully as he bounced her halfway along the length of his manhood. “Mphh...Tia...I want you to tell me what you want, and I’ll be happy to do it for you. Just name it, tia, please?” he asked her sweetly as he took his pleasure from her thrust after delicious, fluid thrust.
It took the poor mare a while to find her tongue again, but when she did, she swallowed dryly, leaning in to whisper back “I...I want you to ruin me, Al, ruin me for anyone else and make me just for you.” She said somewhat sheepishly between ragged, hitched breasts as they moved in sync with one another.
“I...I’ll try to see what I can do.” he said a little unsurely as his hands slid up her body to wrap around the back of her neck as he looked into her eyes “Could you maybe walk me through how you want to be treated? I haven’t erm...exactly done this before?”
Even in the throes of passion she had the decency to seem a bit embarrassed and nodded “o-oh dear, ha had not thought about that. This would be your first time, wouldn’t it?” she asked as she leaned in and kissed his cheek softly “Don’t worry, I’ll tell you what to do this time. Now first, I want you to get on top of me and just...do what feels natural for now.” she said gently, pressing her hips down into him firmly as she did so to encourage him.
He felt her clamp down and squeeze around him a bit as her hips pushed down and nodded, rolling so that she was pinned underneath him, he slid his hands down and pulled her legs up a bit, exposing her to him in something akin to a mating press with a small grunt. Her breath hitched as her legs were pulled up underneath him and he mounted her properly “O-oh yes, just like that, honey..” she said softly as she wrapped her forelegs around his neck and held him closer to her, his face next to hers. “Mphh...now, bite me…”
“W-what?”
“I said bite me, Al!” she said more demandingly, pulling his face into the crook of her neck with her forelegs “Bite me, mark me with your teeth so people know you were there!”
He was a bit taken aback at the request, but obliged, leaning in and taking the side of her neck between his teeth and biting down firmly as he started to thrust into her again.
A pleased yelp and a moan issued from her mouth as she pulled him in closer, arching her back slightly as her hind legs wrapped around his waist once more “H-harder!” she demanded greedily as she clutched him close. He did his best to give her what she wanted and bit down harder, enough to bruise but not break the skin, making her cry out for him all the louder “Y-yes, like that, please, again!”
He repeated the action again, then again on different parts of her neck, much to her obvious delight, her legs squeezing and her hips rising to meet his again and again as a wet, Rhythmic slapping filled the air.
As he pulled back in preparation to ask if he had done it correctly, her drooling, slightly vacant, wanton expression told him all he needed to know, and he silently dived back in, locking his lips to her own and giving her a deep, passionate french kiss as he sped up his pounding of her soaked, abused marehood.
The two of them were rapidly approaching a mutual climax, and able to feel them throbbing and swelling within her, Tia stopped him with a hoof to his chest, pushing him away slightly, panting a bit before she managed to speak “w-wait…”
“What is it, Tia?” he asked her softly, his hips stopping sheathed comfortably inside of her, resting atop her gently as he leaned in to listen.
She seemed a bit embarrassed to out and out say what she wanted to say, but she persisted. “I-I want to try something but it is sort of...strange…”
“Well what is it?” he asked her as he ran a hand along her side soothingly, trying to comfort her to make her able to speak more easily of her desires.
“Well, I want you to..um…” she leaned in and whispered her desire into his ear, his face turning quite a delightfully adorable shade of red as he listened to her. “Oh, you naughty girl…” he said softly as he nodded, slowly pulling out of her and picking her up again.
She gave a surprised squeak but quickly relaxed as he turned her around and sat on the bed, her back to him as he sunk her back down onto his cock. Once she was sheathed once more, her eyes fluttering shut, he moved to pull her hind legs up behind his arms, locking his hands together behind her neck in a way that restrained her forelegs to either side of her.
A full
Fucking
Nelson
“Like this?” he asked as he slowly stood up, holding her up in front of him with some effort. Though she was still smaller than him, she was large enough that this took a fair bit of effort on his part and he found himself sitting back down, laying back to let her weight rest across his chest more comfortably.
She drew a soft, ragged breath and nodded, leaning back against him, closing her eyes as she indulged in the feeling of utter surrender the position gave her. “Yes, like that, honey. Now fuck me.”
And he did. He fucked her, and he fucked her hard. His hips traveled from the tip of his length back down to the base inside of her again and again in fractions of a moment with every eager pump into her. With her body contorted into this utterly open and vulnerable position, Celestia could feel him pound against her cervix, bumping it firmly with every pass into her pussy. “O-oh gosh oh gosh oh gosh oh goshplease don’t stop Al-”
Her pleas continued, but they were reduced to background buzz as he focused on the moment. Ther scent of her, the feel of her height and weight atop him, her writing, spasming form trapped in his powerful grip, locked into place to be used for his sport filled his senses as he was at the same time, filled with a powerful desire, a deep-seated instinctual urge to claim her, to breed her.
That mutual climax from before began to well up again, trying to desperately claw its way to fruition as the two of them desperately sought to sate the other, to quench the fire burning in their loins that only seemed to grow hotter the more they came together. Celestia could feel something welling up deep inside of her as he began to swell again within her quivering depths and could only close her eyes and whimper, praying silently for the rapture of that impending bliss to come for her soon. As she submitted herself to her fate, only five soft words left her lips.
“Please, please cum for me!”
As it turned out, hearing those words was more than enough to push him over the edge. With a loud groan, he pulled himself back up and put her in his lap properly, using the leverage of his upper half to push her down onto him with all of his might, keeping her impaled as deep as he could go while his thick, plentiful seed finally pumped its way into her waiting womb. As she was filled, she squeezes down powerfully around him to milk him for every drop and let out a loud, triumphant whinny, her wings flaring out to her sides before falling limp softly as their mutual culmination subsided.
He released her from the oppressive hold he had her under and allowed the rest of her limbs to fall limply to her sides, happily pulling her close while still inside of her, slowly softening. He kissed gently along the bite marks he had left and gently ran his hands all over her body in a soothing manner, making small, content noises as she slowly came around to turn and reciprocate his affectionate gestures. There was no need for words anymore. They both knew how amazing what they had just felt together was, and there was no call to spoil it with a method of communication which could not adequately express their emotions for each other in that moment.
And so, time continued to pass as normal. There was no miraculous change in the way that Al lived his life. He still got up every morning, tended to his affairs as anyone would. But his life did improve markedly now that the deep and lasting relationship between him and the most important person in his life had been so markedly redefined into something more suitable to their needs.
It had been just a bit awkward at first to be sure. Whenever they would go out together, they would still get the occasional odd look or even the occasional jealous look, but the two of them took it in stride. They did not need the world to understand or accept their love. Their love continued to thrive was enough in and of itself for them.
Eventually, Al had decided he had lived a life of languid inactivity for long enough and took to doing something with his life. With the encouragement of the light of his life, he followed a passion he had been dipping his toes in for some time, and started advocating for the rights of Bio-Droids, working to make sure that one day, no living sapient being, no matter their origins, had to be worried about being cast off and thrown away like a disposable consumer commodity. That they need not fear that the willful autonomy of future generations would be influenced by ethically dubious manmade failsafe measures meant to keep them under the thumb of their creators and owners.
Even going so far as to, at his partners prodding, take such Bio-Droids in need of a good home under his care, to help them find their place in the world. And what a wonderful place it ended up being.
But that is all a story for another time. For now, let’s just let these two enjoy their present without worrying for the future. They seem so happy, don’t they? No need to fuss over the details for now. For now, they have each other, and that is more than enough.
