Be Anon, no longer riding the elevator to work. No, instead you are standing on some stone column as a small zebra in a mask dances around a fire.
"What the fuck."
Its head whips towards you.
"Hallowed poo, a talking statue!"
You are clearly dealing with a magic zebra here. Female, by the sound of her voice. You look down at yourself. Grey slacks and jacket, black tie, normal formal wear for the company you work at. You look back at the wary zebra.
"Uh, hi. My name is Anonymous, and I am not a statue."
She bows slightly.
"I am called Zecora but could you answer me, are you truly a Lord of fertility?"
"Lord of fertility? I'm just a data entry clerk."
She takes off her mask, shaking out her mane a bit. Zecora licks her lips.
"From the tales I hear, hiyumans are fertile every season of the year."
"Well, yes that is true."
She smiles at you.
"Truthfully, I did not expect the rite to succeed, but now that it has, may I have your seed? For mares whose loins lack motion, they would drink your potion."
What words of wisdom would your father have for you?
'Is she hot?'
You eye that rump.
'Is this a scam?'
Doesn't seem like it.
'Are you gay?'
"So, am I going to be masturbating into a cup or what?"
She grins.
"So strong and hale, the heart of this male. It is as you think, let us go to the sink."
You hop off the plinth and follow her swaying hips. Aren't horse butts supposed to be weird? This one is just so.... shapely. Zecora leads you to a cozy little hut inside of a tree, reminding you of the Book of Three. Shit, now she has you rhyming. She somehow grabs a wooden cup with her hoof and sets it before you, watching with hungry eyes. Well, you've done weirder things on a dare. You unzip your pants, pulling your hard dick through the slit in your boxers. She gasps.
"Is it already December, to see such a gift of a member?"
It's not that amazing, is it? Whatever, you have a job to do. You begin fapping immediately, eyeing Zecora's rump. Hmm, not a good angle.
"Hey, could you show me you butt? That'd help with getting me going."
She blushes, her tail swishing back and forth.
"If it would help you get in the mood, I shall obey anything lewd."
She turns her backside towards you, jiggling just the slightest bit.
Goddamn.
You have to brace yourself against the table as you stroke faster and faster. Zecora bites her lip, her eyes wide and fixed on your cock. Her tail twitches up and drapes across her back. That's no moon, that's a fully operational docking station. Your hips buck, your cum splattering into the cup. At the same time, her fully exposed pussy convulses, glistening with arousal. You fire off a few more shots, then wipe the last of the cum off on the rim of the cup. It takes a few moments to get your breath back, while the zebra approaches.
"It seems like such a waste, would it be alright if I had a taste?"
Hot.
"Yeah, go for it."
She ignores the cup, her mouth closing around your dick.
"F-fuck!"
She jerks back, your cock popping out of her mouth, eyes wide in alarm.
"What is wrong, did you injure your prong?"
You shake your head ruefully.
"Sorry, I'm still a little sensitive down there, and you surprised me. You can, um, continue if you like."
Zecora tilts her head, then nods.
"If you do not object, I shall continue to inspect."
She goes more slowly this time, engulfing your member in her muzzle, her tongue languid and velvety along your length. You groan in pleasure, growing hard again. She hums happily, the vibrations doing wonders for your erection.
"Mmmm, keep going, you wonderful zebra."
Zecora smiles around your cock, then starts bobbing and sucking at it, her tongue writhing. You exhale hard, your hands going to her head, eager to keep the pleasurable mouth in motion. She's so warm and wet, sucking and slurping at you. You clutch at her mane as a wave of pleasure flows through you. You're getting pretty close, your hips bucking as you thrust into her welcoming mouth. Then she starts humming again, and it's all too much.
You groan as you cum again, twitching and thrusting against her tongue as it milks your dick. She gazes at you in wonderment, her throat greedily swallowing your seed. The stimulation on your dick is almost painful, by the time she finally stops sucking. Zecora licks her lips, wearing a smug smile.
"What greater treasure, than a colt wracked with pleasure. Like this, every day shall be, if you live with me."
Hells yes.
"I'm looking forward to it."
And that's how you became a zebra's househusband.