Several Plot Devices
With a content sigh, James put the bag he’d been carrying on the coffee table and laid down on the couch. It had been an unusual three days. Each one felt like a marathon that just wouldn’t end. This third day still wasn’t over.
He was thankful for the momentary break alone he had. Lazily, he stared at the medium-ish sized bag. He shook his head and let out a chuckle at how crazy everything was.
He couldn’t help but reflect on how drastically his life had changed since moving to this town, even when compared to magically appearing up in this world/universe. He at least didn’t do things that he considers god awful while he was at Canterlot. Yet, he is and he doesn’t think he could stop if he wanted to. He’s at least trying to be morally proper about it.
He sighed, that was a whirlpool of morality that could not be won. So he jumped off that train wreck waiting to happen, enduring all the bruises that came with jumping off a moving train, and struggled to hop on another train. Figuratively, of course.
To think it hadn’t even been three weeks since he’d moved in. Close but not quite.
He never would’ve imagined that he would be in a herd, let alone in one with two young fillies, or that he would have already dated two mares and is currently still dating one of said two mares. Heck, he barely even knew what a herd was before he moved to this town.
He was glad he spent time talking with the fillies. They now had some ground rules for him to follow.
James, specifically, could date whoever he pleased. He could kiss and make out with whoever, all he wanted, so long as they had no form of sex.
The only way someone could join the herd was by him having sex with said individual with at least one other herd member present, though if possible with Sweetie present.
Any herd member is welcome to invite a female into the herd so long as they consult with James beforehand. This is so adults aren’t suddenly being asked by young fillies if they want to join their herd, and/or other fillies who he may have never met arn’t suddenly wanting to have sex with him. Basically, so they can handle it properly with a smaller risk of him ending up in jail. He is obligated to give said female a chance, and to be honest to them and everyone about how he feels about her. He is also obligated to let her join, even if he doesn’t like her, if she and the requesting herd member still wishes it to be so.
He tried to argue against it, but they made too many good points, and ultimately he didn’t want Sweetie threatening to leave again. So instead he settled for a special cases clause. Thankfully they agreed. What it did was allow for certian scenarios where sex was not needed to join the herd. After seeing crab ponies, and a self proclaimed god of lust, he wouldn’t be surprised if there was some kind of female sentient creature out there that could kill him or chop off his manhood while he tried to have sex with her. So in such cases or other unique situations sex wouldn’t be nessesary.
They discussed how someone leaves the herd. It was more complicated than he thought it’d be. Apparently, they would need to get Sweetie’s and his consent for that to be the case. He thought it would be up to whoever was leaving but Sweetie brought up a bunch of scenarios. They talked about that issue for a while.
He blinked away from the memories of their discussions and looked back to his bag of gifts. Then he looked to his front door, then back at the ceiling and closed his eyes. The silence was a nice change of pace. He was glad the fillies were outside playing as they should be during the summer.
Thinking about them should make him feel guilt and regret for his actions. It does in a moral sense, but he’s learned to mostly ignore it. When it came to them, he only cared if they were happy.
At any rate, they made it as clear as they could that they were thankful to have him in their lives. To be frank he was glad they were in his life. It’s been a long time since he felt like he was welcomed in someone else's life, in any significant capacity.
After their long talk and introduction to oral that day, Scooaloo declared that he was her coltfriend/herd-mate/family. He was kind of glad she didn’t say dad, but ‘family’ probably had that covered. She wanted him to continue reading her stories at night, which he agreed to gladly.
She also declared that he could fuck her anytime he wanted. He put that to the test during breakfast the next morning, when she wasn’t particularly expecting it. She enjoyed it.
James looked back to the bag of gifts resting on the coffee table, at the thought of surprises. He found it odd that ponies didn't have said items, considering their circumstances. Well, that’s not entirely true. He saw ponies with such items before. Maybe they happened to be among the few ponies who were clueless? He doubted it, considering everything he has learned about the mare he’s been dating by this point. He chuckled and shook his head remembering the guesses they gave him.
The mare he’s currently dating and the jewelry shop salespony said such a thing was relatively easy to make, which given the fact they were made within one day. It must be true. It just befuddled him how they were able to make them so fast, yet not know what they were.
He could hardly believe gems could get that big in this world. The local jewelry shop owner showed him an impressive stock of huge natural unrefined gems the size of large watermelons. He got his pick in color for the unrefined gems the owner needed to use for the gifts. On a side note, gems apparently ‘naturally’ refined themselves over time, it was just another thing in a mountain of things that made no sense to James.
He knew dragons ate gems like candy, thanks to Spike. So he imagined them melting the unrefined gem down, skimming the few impurities, and pouring it into a mold. How else could they have made them so fast? He wondered.
He shook his head. He was starting to overthink this, so he chalked it up to magic. The one answer he could always rely on when it came to this world. If something didn't make sense, magic.
The pony he’s dating is Sapphire Light. A dark blue unicorn with light yellow mane/tail, golden eyes, and red gem with golden magical particles around it. He’d been on two dates with her. She actually fainted when he first asked. He tried to explain that he was in a herd and some of the rules of the herd. He tried. Ultimately, that happened later that same day during their actual date. It was a very informative date.
She explained during their first date, that the Sector 51 comic series was apparently a multi genre thing with romance in it. It was one of the reasons she fainted, because an alien stallion asked her out. She then told him that stallions/males in general asking a mare out is more/less a filly fantasy that just about every mare has, because it rarely happens.
Apparently, it was the females job to woo the male, which is something he guessed after learning the ridiculous male to female ratio, but wasn't completely sure of.
Celestia was right about herds going out of popularity. According to Sapphire some noble mares wanted their daughters to have a stallion all to themselves so they downplayed lessons about herds in schools and promoted monogamy by ‘updating’ the text books, about seven decades or so ago.
Considering she's not even two decades old, he asked how she knew that. The answer was the comic book series. He asked if she'd done any actual research on the subject. She said she actually compared the text books side by side. Along with other Sector 51 theme’s she’s done research on.
It really brought into perspective her fanatical behavior around him. She loved that series, and/or the idea of aliens in general.
It also brought up questions like why Celestia didn't know that her education system had been tampered with. Then again, Celestia wasn't aware of situations like Scootaloo's. Key word, wasn't. He was glad it was all done by mail, it allowed him to make a solid, yet vague, yet true story. Celestia thanked him for bringing it to her attention and said she'd keep him informed on how things progressed. He hadn’t heard back from her since, it’s only been one day though. Well, almost two.
He yawned as he laid there peacefully. Scootaloo and Sweetie were still out and about playing.
To think he only asked Sapphire out because Sweetie insisted he did so, that day. That day was like a happy never ending blur. Just a lot of conversations, and other stuff..
On the second date with Sapphire, which was yesterday, they talked more about themselves.
She became her own enchanting salesmare after graduating what their equivalent to highschool is. She said she spent a couple weeks at her hometown to earn enough bits so she could set out. After that, she spent a month or so wandering from town to town, slowly making her way towards Canterlot. Apparently, she wasn't aware of its laws against enchanting, and had to do a bunch of paperwork and other stuff as fall out for setting up an enchanting stand. She didn't go much into detail only maintaining it was the worst week of her life.
He told her about some experiences he had with this world, and answered to the best of his ability any questions she had. Many of which involved his own world.
After said date, he brought up an idea he had. She confirmed it could be done, so they walked to a jewelry shop. They talked some more and eventually he paid her to collaborate with the jewelry salespony/owner to make the gifts now residing in the bag. Totally, they cost about a month's rent in Canterlot, which is like five/six months rent in Ponyville. They weren't cheap. He was told that was mostly because they were customized to his request, and they had some slight issues getting one part right. Somehow, neither pony knew what they were making, and he opted to not tell them. It baffled him. Anyways, he had them made for Sweetie, Scootaloo, and even Sapphire, which is another one of the reasons he decided to not tell them.
He lifted his head and looked at the clock. It was basically time for him to start dinner for Scootaloo. On top of that his third date with Sapphire was soon after. He got up, hid the bag somewhere in his room and went to work.
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The door opened then closed and little hooves could be heard running towards the kitchen, “I’m baaack!” Scootaloo yelled.
“Have fun with Sweetie?” James asked as he set a plate with a grilled spinach sandwich with melted cheese, fresh tomato, red onion, and daisy flowers on the table. On the side was glazed carrots.
“Uh huh,” Scootaloo hummed while in the process of grabbing a half of the sandwich and taking a large bite.
“That’s good, so what’d you two do?” James said as he put a glass of apple juice down. He then went to the sink to get the rest of the current dirty dishes available clean.
“We went to the park and played with the frisbee, until I ummm-I mean, the frisbee got stuck in a tree ehehe. We couldn’t get it back until a mare helped us out. She was so cool,” she exclaimed, “so, uh aren't you going to eat?” Scootaloo asked and began eating again.
“I have a date with Sapphire soon,” he answered.
“Ouh yeeeh,” she said mouth full of food. She held up a hoof to stall his response, “so can Sweetie sleep over tonight?” Scootaloo asked after swallowing her food.
“Of course she can, just as-” he began.
“As long as Rarity says it’s okay, I know,” Scootaloo interrupted.
“Or her parents, whenever they get back, so, then why are you asking me?” He questioned as he did the last of the dishes.
“I uh, I kind of forgot,” her tomboyish voice conveyed embarrassment.
He shrugged and put the last dish on the drying rack, “anyways, I need to get ready for my date.”
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James walked down the street towards the movie theatre. As he went he wondered what movie they were going to watch. The only one he could think of was the movie Sweetie and Scootaloo were supposed to watch together. “Marked Something Horn” or something like that. He had more important things on his mind than the name of a movie, so sue him.
Knowing what he does about Sapphire, he wouldn’t be surprised if it was some kind of Sector 51 movie. With how fanitical she was about it, he figured surely it had its own movie. Then again, it did sound much more like a T.V. series kind of thing. Though they didn’t have T.V.'s currently.
He could easily see her being the kind of person to say the book, well comic book in this case, was better than the movie. He didn’t read enough to have that experience, while on earth, and he’s mostly read children's stories here.
Finally getting close enough he saw Sapphire waiting outside for him.
She smiled and waved when she noticed him. She wore a beautiful black dress with small glowing sapphires, well small for this world, sparingly added along a magical gold colored line that popped out slightly like a hologram and seemed to work as a frame. Overall it complemented her light yellow mane/tail, dark blue fur coat, and her golden eyes.
All he was wearing was casual clothes. “Hey Sapphire, Sorry if I’m late,” he said as he got within speaking range.
“Oh, it’s no problem James, I just showed up early is all,” she said ending with a small laugh while rubbing her head, “I just couldn’t wait to show this off,” she said giddily, then did a three sixty for him trying to give him a better look at the dress. Trying because as she did, the gold lines and glowing gems seemed to leave a strobe light like afterimage, “what do you think?” On all fours she came to his waist like most other adult ponies.
“That’s actually pretty cool, with the... magic lines I guess. I like it.” he said, bringing his hand to the line just above her crest/neck and waving it back forth not seeming to disrupt it.
“Oh,” she said with a weird expression for a moment before she smiled, “you think so? I made it myself," she stated proudly before blinking, "the magic lines and glowing gems, that is, not the dress itself. Actually the enchants for those things have been around for centuries. I'm just the one who did the actual enchanting for this particular dress,” she explained.
“Huh, well, I’m actually surprised I haven’t seen many, well, any ponies with uh magic effects like this added to their clothes while at Cante- oh wait, that’s right, enchanting is illegal there. Nevermind.”
“Uhg, don’t remind me,” she shook her head, “but yeah, it’s why the fashion industry stays away from enchanted items. Canterlot is where the money is and yeah... It makes things fair for earth ponies and pegasi, I guess.” She reasoned.
“Huh, makes sense,” he nodded. That was basically Rarity’s dreams in a nutshell, “so uh, what movie did you want us to watch?” He asked.
“Oh right, let’s hurry up, you never know when they’re going to preview a movie that you might want to watch,” She said as she ran up to the outdoor ticket booth. The gold lines seemed to leave a slight trail behind her, “two tickets for “Signs” please,” she said, placing bits in the booth slot with her gold magic.
He blinked at the name. It couldn’t be.
Two tickets came out, which she grabbed with her golden magic. She gestured for him to follow.
Inside they found many snacks they could buy, “you want anything?” She asked as she bought herself a bag of popcorn and pony equivalent to coca cola.
He looked around and got a box of some kind of gummy candy and put it on the counter. Before he could pay, she did, “you know I’m rich, right?” He asked.
She looked him up and down in some kind of act, “Well, you don’t look it,” she snarked.
“Hey, if I knew you were going to put on a dress I would’ve put on a suit, I mean we’re at the movies for pete's sake, not some fancy restaurant.” He defended.
“Shk,” she held back a laugh with her hoof, “I know, you’re fine, and I don’t care if you're rich. I’m the one who asked you out. So I’m going to pay for it.”
“Well I-” he began pointing at himself, but couldn’t think of a comeback. He supposes all that was true, “thanks,” he said with a shrug.
“N-no problem,” she said and blushed a little, “aaa, lets go before we miss anything!” She said, levitating her popcorn and soda in her goldenish magic aurora and quickly running ahead of him, leaving magical golden lines for him to follow. That was odd, he thought.
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He couldn’t believe it. It was pretty much the same plot as the Signs he knew. It was about a mare raising a filly and colt almost alone at a corn farm because her husband got killed in a tragic cart accident. Her sister was there to help, and aliens started to invade.
The thing was, this pony version was one hundred times more cheesy, “Bwa-” he began before covering his mouth with his hand. He’s been chuckling throughout just about the entire movie so far. He’s even been asked to stop by an attendant.
“Give me my son back!” shouted the earth pony mare on screen while holding a baseball bat. The alien on screen had an unconscious colt over its back, as it was also on all fours. They were in the living room.
The mare ran up to the alien and stopped. The screen switched to a close up on her face spitting on presumidly on the floor to the side, and then the screen zoomed out to show her gearing up like a baseball player except she was now in the middle of blackness. This scene lasted like two seconds and was clearly separate to what was currently happening. The screen then went back to its original angle and the mare finally swung at the alien who apparently stood there the whole time only moving at the last moment. She hit some glasses of water that were on a counter type thing behind the alien. Then for some inexplicable reason an “ERRR,” sound came.
It reminded him of a baseball video game miss sound, “haa,” James restrained.
He should expect this by now, with how it was consistently bringing in these little sounds and even skits that just shouldn’t belong in this movie. It did the sequence again two more times with the spitting and everything, and the mare missed each time, “You’re out!” a disembodied voice said the third time.
“Hahaa-” James began before covering his mouth, he did not expect them to do that. He looked around him, and what little he could see of the ponies around him most seemed to be on the edge of their seat. Literally. It seemed that he was the only one who noticed how ridiculous this movie was.
The alien ran into a room and closed the door, “Get back here. I’m not done with you!” the mare yelled before heading towards the door and tried opening it, “Open up,” she demanded while doing everything to try and open the door, before screaming in frustration. The thing was, they’ve made two clear and direct comments about that specific doors locking mechanism needing fixed prior to this moment.
The screen then cut to the other side of the door. A hit could be heard, then another hit. The center of the door suddenly began to split with each hit. Soon a baseball bat violently burst through the door and retreated, then again, and again until there was a big enough hole for a pony face, which the crazed face of the mare came through, “here’s mommy!” She yelled angrily.
“HAAAHAHAHA~” James laughed uncontrollably.
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James followed Sapphire as she led them to their next destination. Neither has really said much since they got kicked out of the theatre.
It was getting kind of uncomfortable for him, “At least we weren’t banned for life,” he said trying to break the ice. After receiving no immediate reply, “alright, I’m sorry I got us kicked out. I just couldn’t help it.”
She let out a sigh of relief, “Oh, sooo, you’re not mad we got kicked out?” she questioned.
“No, I was ruining other customers' experience, also I think I was going to die of laughter if I hadn’t been put on the spot like that,” he explained.
“I just don’t understand what was so funny.”
“Errr, well believe it, ahah, eh hem,” he breathed in, “believe it or not I watched a movie with the same name and same storyline years ago,” she looked up at him questioningly, “I know it’s weird but anyways this movie was much more cheesier than that one,” he tried to explain.
“What!? But that colts life was in danger,” she pointed out.
“Then, why’d they bother showing that uh, that batter up scene three times in a row with the sound effect afterwards when she missed, didn’t you find that out of place? Or what’s the word, you know that it broke your, your, umm, you know when you’re in the moment, gah, I can’t think of this word,” he tried to explain.
“Immersion.” She said.
“Yeah that!” he cheered.
“No. Why would it?” She questioned, “that seemed perfectly normal to me.”
“Really? You mean to tell me you’ve had moments where you’ve found yourself in a black backdrop as you like posed for some reason?” he asked.
“Well, it’s almost never black, I think that was an artistic choice to show the seriousness of the situation,” she answered.
“Uhhhhhhh,” his mind suddenly went back to Sweetie dancing and singing down the road with a bunch of random ponies as houses basically flew by, “can other ponies see it by chance?”
“If they’re part of it,” she answered.
“I see, okay then,” he said rubbing his head. Magic.
“Phht haha,” she laughed suddenly, “sorry, sorry, I just realised that I should be mad at you for getting us kicked out,” she explained as they walked.
“Well, you are the one who payed-”
“Phhhtt hhahahaa.”
“And you are the one who got dressed up-”
“Hahahahahaa~” she laughed swaying from side to side threatening to fall on the dirt road with her dress. He kneeled down and supported her though. “Ahahah-,” she stopped suddenly and was now catching her breath, “thanks,” she said looking straight ahead, if he’d been paying attention he’d notice she was blushing heavily, “w-we’re here,” she said gesturing to a restaurant. He released her and got out of his slightly kneeled position, as she moved forward swiftly.
He followed the after-image of her golden lines as they faded, “I’ve never been here before,” he informed her as they found a place to sit.
“I” she said off-pitch, “ahem, I have only once and it was good,” she explained, as a waiter came and set menus and glasses of water at their table basically as they were sitting down, “thank you,” she said to the waiter grabbing the menu in her golden magic. The waiter left and they went through the menu.
When the waiter came back they made their orders and the waiter left.
“So” Sapphire began, “has that filly been behaving herself? Scootaloo was it?” She asked, “she looked so cute,” she added.
“Yeah, compared to foals, or spoiled brats, she’s easy to take care of,” he answered.
“Oh, well, what’s it like being a foalsitter? I’ve never really had to take care of foals before.” She explained.
“That depends,” she looked at him questioningly, “well, what I have to do varies greatly on their age. If they’re a foal I’ll have to change diapers,” he explained as Sapphire looked at him oddly, “if they’re toddlers, it’s a toss up on if I’ll have to help them use the toilet and wipe thei-”
Sapphire’s face went green, “BLEH! Please no more,” she pleaded “we’re going to eat soon,” she said, “I meant what else did you do?” She asked, “that’s not gross!” She quickly added.
“Right… sorry, well outside of that stuff,” she gave him a concerned look for a moment, like she half expected him to continue talking about that stuff. He raised his hands in a placating manner, “I have to make food, make sure they’re not doing anything dangerous, make sure they shower, brush their teeth, read them bedtime stories, and make sure they’re actually asleep.”
“Make sure they're asleep?”
“You’d be surprised,” he said with a shrug, “How about you what’s it like being an enchanter?” Then he remembered something he kept forgetting to ask about, “-actually,” he said, cutting her off, “what was with the box of never sell items?”
She blushed and looked away in shame, “Oh that,” she faced him and let out a sigh of defeat, “those are items whose enchants I messed up, or work a little too good,” she answered.
“I suppose I can understand if you messed them up, but if they work too good?”
“Weeeeelllllll” she began, “there was this one time some parents paid me to enchant a doll for their filly to follow her around. You see the filly didn’t like the doll, and she constantly ‘lost it,’” she said bringing up her hooves and bending them down in a quotation gesture, “but her parents didn’t know this so they came to me so she would never lose it again.” She said, “It was tough, but after some R and D I eventually came up with an enchantment that used very little magic to transfer objects and I of course enter-laced it with uh,” she stopped herself, “anyways I made sure it’d work indefinitely and that it would follow that poor filly.”
“Hmm, well yeah, that does sound creepy to have a doll suddenly walking around,” he agreed.
“It didn’t walk around,” she stated, “all it did was, well not really teleport so much as appear behind the filly anytime she got out of its line of sight and no pony else happened to looking at it, even for a moment,” she explained, “I uh,” she said rubbing her head in embarrassment, “had to enchant and nail a box closed so it would stay in place.”
“That’s even worse. What did it look like?” he asked.
“Honestly, I don’t know what the parents were thinking when they got it, but it’s a tan earth pony mare in overalls with a rainbow lined sweatshirt, a red mane and tail and not the most pleasant face,” she answered.
“uh huh,” he said in thought, for some reason it felt like he should know that from something, “well, I don’t know if that should terrify me or not,” he commented.
“It certainly terrified that poor filly,” she stated.
“Oh, looks like our food is on its way,” he said, gesturing to the waiter.
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The rest of the dinner was pleasant. It must’ve been thirty minutes ago since they got done with desserts and the waiter was subtly trying to get them to leave. He sighed, “well, I should probably get going and make sure Scootaloo gets to bed at a decent time,” he said as he went to grab the bill.
A golden aura surrounded the bill and moved it just out of his reach, “oh no you don’t,” Sapphire contended waving the bill in the air playfully with her magic, “I’m paying for this,” she mocked. Some bits in a golden aurora swiftly flew from her to the table. Then the bill was placed on the table and more bits were placed on top of it. “Let's get out of here,” she said getting up and leaving.
He got up, put his bag of coins back into his pocket, pushed his chair back into the table, and followed. She was just outside holding the door open for him with her magic.
They walked in silence for a little bit, “s-so h-how’d you like m-the date?” she asked nervously, slowing down her walking just a little bit. By this point the sun was setting so the sky had a nice orange and purple hue to it.
“It was very fun,” he answered honestly, “though, I kind of feel bad I got us kicked out of the theatre, I guess.”
“I-It’s no problem, l-like y-you said, a-at least w-we didn’t get banned right, eeheehee,” she said and chuckled nervously. It almost sounded sad.
For the short time he’s known her, she hasn’t been this stuttery. He stopped, “look,” he said, getting her to stop and face him, “I don’t blame you for that, like I said that was my fault. I had a lot of fun, and that’s a pretty important component to a date,” he said as clearly as he could.
“I know,” she said but still looked conflicted about something, “but I,” she said and fidgetted around, her lips trembled and she closed her eyes tightly.
“What’s wrong?” he asked. He was tempted to lean down and give her a hug. Whatever was on her mind it seemed to weigh heavily.
She breathed in, shook her head, and collected herself, “I just wanted this date to be perfect,” she explained, “I tried, I really tried, but it just didn’t turn out that way,” she said dejectedly, looking down sadly.
He sighed, kneeled down to her face and then gave her a hug, which she returned soon after. They parted but he stayed kneeled down, so they could be face to face, “I don’t understand why you’re so beat up about this, I had fun, you had fun, we had fun. I’m looking forward to our next date, so what’s the problem?”
She opened her mouth to speak and quickly faced him before looking away just as fast. Her ears went down.
He wasn’t sure why she was behaving so odd. Did she want him to say something? This was the third date, maybe there was something he wasn’t aware he should do? That couldn’t be it, he already tried getting all that information from her. That and he’s pretty sure she knows he wouldn’t know anything that could be expected from him on the third date. Maybe she had something she had to do and forgot to tell him? He was pretty sure that wasn’t the issue though, just a possibility.
He was brought out of his thoughts when she darted forward and gave him a light peck on the lips. It was quick. She took a half step back and looked down almost ashamed of herself.
After a moment, he realized what she did, so he slowly extended his hand and lifted her head up and looked into her golden eyes. She stared back almost in a mix of fear and hope. He thinks he understood now.
He slowly moved in and gave her a kiss on the lips. Her lips were soft, but larger than the fillies. Something about pony fur was odd, at places it hardly felt present unless you tried to feel for it. Places like the lips and more delicate areas. He had to resist the urge to use his tongue. It lasted a couple seconds and she seemed frozen in place, as he stopped the kiss, “what? First time kissing someone?”
She was blushing furiously, and even harder still when she nodded her head, before shaking her head violently, “i-it’s not just that,” she said, still blushing, “ever since I was a filly I wanted to marry an alien. I know it was just foalish dreams but-but you’re here and you’re everything I ever dreamed, except maybe for the fact you walk on two legs, you’re an alien. you’re nice. Considerate. Fun to be around, you’re an alien, and and I don’t care if I’m asking too soon but I want to be a part of your herd!” She exclaimed passionately.
“Is it too soon?” He asked.
“I, well, that’s up to you, I guess,” she answered nervously, “You said you agreed that even herd mates were welcome to invite other females into the herd even if you didn’t like them, right?” She continued in a slightly hopeful manner.
“Yeah, I guess I see what you mean,” he said, ‘if only you knew the whole picture,’ he thought, “I like you,” she blushed when he said that, “but ahhhh, are you sure you want to join this herd? I mean you don’t even know the other fi-females in it.”
She leaned forward and kissed him on the lips again, and lingered for a moment, “does that answer your question?”
“So you don’t care who or what the other females are?” he asked.
“I do, they’re hopefully going to be my future herd mates. I may not know who they are right now, but I’d like to think we can get along once I do. If you’ll have me.” She pitched with a soft sell.
“I just... want to make sure you’re sure. Isn’t this an important decision to be making after only three dates?” He asked trying to weasel out of this. He was doomed, if she goes to the authorities after she finds out about Sweetie and Scootaloo. He’d accept her decision to do so. He just wanted it to not even be an option if possible.
A part of him wanted to throw caution to the wind and just start french kissing her. After all, she put on a nice dress and paid for everything. Now that he thought about it, she clearly wants this to work out.
“Yeah,” she admitted, “but honestly, I-I wanted to ask you on a date the moment I realised you said you were from another world, that and you’re not bad to look at either,” she admitted, “but you were there as a customer and I try to be professional,” she explained, “I hoped to, accidently,” she said using a forehoof to make air-quotes, “bump into you around town a couple times but I never found the courage to actually do it,” she said with shame, “anyways, I know there’s probably a lot of things about you that I don’t know, but that’s what makes you so attractive, you have snippets of an entire world of culture and knowledge that I can only dream of, which reminds me what do I even have to do to join your herd?”
“Well, I’m gonna tell you and you can still back out if you want, okay?” He asked.
“I’m sure whatever it is it can’t be that bad,” she answered.
He looked around to make sure nobody was nearby. The few ponies around where far enough away and doing their own things, he then moved in close more to her ears, “we’d have sex, while at least one other herdmate was with us,” he said in an almost whisper before moving back.
She blushed, “Oh,” she said, “y-you know I don’t think we went over this when we talked about it but, most herds have new members join via verbal agreement,” she explained, “s-se- getting intimate doesn’t happen until after the headmare decides it’s okay, and that’s usually expected to take one week at the least and one year at the latest,” she continued.
“Why’s that?” He asked, “I mean the large gap in time and why even have one?”
“So the headmare has time to establish herself as the headmare,” she answered.
“I see…” he said, “what kind of issues can arise if this isn’t done correctly?”
“Well, mainly fights for the stallions' limited affections have been widely documented to happen, and without a headmare to make things fair, well, it usually would break up a herd. That was a long long time ago though, and I guess it just stuck as like a tradition. Ever since the invention of the S.S.I. this tradition kind of turned into a trial phase for future herd members. It rarely happens but every once in a while, a mare decides she can’t be part of the herd for one reason another and they part ways.”
“What’s an S.S.I.?” he asked.
She blushed, “i-it’s the abbreviation for Stallion Stand In,” she answered, then she looked around the area herself.
“Which is what exactly?” he asked.
“l-lets find someplace more private,” she said, and promptly led him to a more private area, “sorry, but this just isn’t something we talk about while in public,” she explained.
They were now in a field, behind some buildings, “so what is it?” he asked, now that they could see anyone before they got a chance to ease-drop.
She went back to blushing, “a S.S.I. is a replica of their stallions,” she blushed even harder, “stallionly parts,” she squeaked.
“So it’s a dildo?” He asked.
“A what?” she asked, her face going blank.
“You know a sex toy,” he said.
“Oh like a paddle or crop?” she asked.
“Uhhh, maybe what’s a crop?” He felt like he knew what it was, but for some reason couldn’t quite place it. His mind went to a field of plants.
She blushed, “it’s kind of like a super short whip, they also go by switches.”
“Oh, then no. A dildo is a sex toy that’s meant to go inside, not smack like a paddle or crop, I guess,” he explained.
“So it’s basically a different word for S.S.I.,” she said more so to herself, “then why’re you calling it a sex toy?” She asked, seemingly more curious than embarrassed about the subject.
“Because that’s what it is?” He answered confused.
“No, the S.S.I. is a tool made specifically to satiate mares who’re particularly greedy in bed, it helps keep herds together,” she explained.
“And if you wanted, you could get one yourself,” he said.
She looked disgusted, “what!? No!” She exclaimed angrily, “well, not until I’m in your herd, but no, just NO!”
He scratched his forehead, “okay, what am I missing here? why not?”
She took a moment to compose herself and sighed, “sorry, just had to remind myself that you wouldn’t know these things. Listen, a S.S.I. is a replica of their stallions cock, and if you don’t have a stallion there’s nothing to replicate,”
“But cou-”
“-Adbt,” she voiced cutting him off, “just let me explain,” she said glaring up at him. With his hand he made a zipping gesture over his lips and gave her a nod, “okay so it’s like this. Stallions don’t last long in bed, it’s well documented, it’s taught in school, everypony knows it.”
He thought back to what Celestia had shown him. Now that he was thinking about it, a lot of what he was seeing was hoofing. The few dildos he saw only came in a realistic shape, despite their differing sizes and material they were made from.
“Because of this mares tended to get into fights for their stallions time,” she continued, “and it was pretty nasty. The S.S.I. was invented specifically to save herds on the brink of break up. Eventually some single mares wanted an S.S.I. for themselves and one of two things came from it. They would find the stallion they love and swiftly get disappointed by his let's say performance and end up growing bitter, though that can happen without the prior use of an S.S.I. it assuredly will happen if it was priorly used, or so our culture has dictated.”
He could maybe see that, but at the same time couldn’t the stallion just be the one moving the thing? That seemed like a poor relationship to begin with. It just made no sense to him. Then it hit him. Seven mares for every one stallion born. Even humans who go one to one end in up in stupid/bad relationships. So perhaps there was some truth to that tidbit of culture.
“or number two,” she continued, dragging him out of his thoughts, “no stallion will take her because she has no self control or respect for that matter. Stallions don’t like feeling like they’re inadequate even though they technically are and having a mare not able to control herself around him would just make them constantly feel bad and that’s no fun, among other reasons. There’s also the mocking and berating that would happen if anypony found out, and the fact most mares are too proud to resort such a disgraceful act as giving up their virginity to an object. It’s-it’s just a cultural thing,” she explained.
“Really!” he exclaimed in realization as something came to mind, “I mean, okay,” he said trying to play it off, “suure wish I knew that sooner,” he muttered.
“What was that?” she asked.
“I-I said, I wish I knew that sooner,” he said with a nervous grin.
“Why?” she asked.
“Umm, uhhh, well, I don’t know what I was thinking. Wait no, actually I do, but I may have done something recently,” He answered vaguely, while thinking about it more.
“Which is what exactly?”
He briefly considered telling her now, but quickly decided against it, “it’s uhh, something you’ll find out about soon enough,” he provided, “well, that is if you still want in the herd that is,” he added.
“Oh,” she said, “o-ofcourse. I do, want, yeah,” she said with a smile and red tinted cheeks, “umm h-how are, I mean yo-you’re still taking care of that filly, s-so, I-I wasn’t expecting us t-to - so soon, b-but I-I’d assume you’d have to inform your headmare first, or other herdmate?” she questioned, then shook her head, “a-and,” she stuttered before breathing in and closing her eyes for a moment, “you can tell her any time she wants I’ll make myself available f-for it,” she finished giving him a confident smile.
He thought about it for a moment, “You’re right. I am going to need to talk it over with her when I get the chance, and I’ll let you know sometime before you close tomorrow, how’s that sound?”
“That sounds good,” she said with a smile, “it’s just weird, that you’re not letting mares in your herd with just talking,” she continued in an inquisitive manner.
“Err, that’s just how we agreed it should be for us…” he said awkwardly followed by some silence that was equally awkward, “well,” he said to end it, “we should probably get going. I need to make sure Scootaloo brushed her teeth before it’s too late,” he explained.
She let out a silent sigh, “right, let’s go.”
So they left for his house. Apparently, mares escort the stallions home on dates. Sapphire was really adamant about it starting from the first date. He naturally thought about Rarity and what happened after that date. He was quick to realize Rarity truly wants a male to treat her romantic novel princess. Sweetie may have been right about Rarity, or Rarity may have read a few too many romantic fantasy novels and came to have unreasonable expectations. Come to think about it, Rarity did drink a lot of wine on their date. At the same time, Rarity did have a legitimate reason to head to her boutique first, and a legitimate reason not to escort him home afterwards. He might’ve been looking too much into it. He decided to let it be. It was just a confusing mess that really didn’t matter.
At any rate they made it to his house.
Before he opened the door he turned around to say goodbye but Sapphire surprised him. She reared up on two legs and barely put her forehooves on top of his shoulders, stretched her neck, and gave a little hop to give him a kiss on the lips. It was fast and he’s pretty sure she licked his lips on the way down. He could feel her forehooves shake nervously as she looked up at him shyly. Her muzzle was about the palm of his hand in distance below his chin. Standing on two legs most adult ponies could almost meet him face to face.
The shock wore off and he bent his knees enough, brought a hand to her back and moved in for a kiss. He kept his lips to hers, slowly moving his hand to the back of her head. Then he opened his mouth and licked her lips, until she awkwardly used her own tongue. It was weird, but pony mouths are somewhat bigger and more angular than humans. An observer might think the pony thought his face was a chew toy. Okay, so it wasn’t that bad, but she could still open wide enough to get nearly the center of both cheeks with both rows of flat teeth. The fillies were smaller, so it was actually less of an issue when it came to them. In fact they are almost perfect fits.
Her tongue was a little bit bigger and stronger than his. Not by much, but when compared to the fillies it was different. Not bad, just different.
“Ha, ha, ha,” she breathed heavily after their long french kiss, letting herself fall on all fours, heavily blushing up at him, “I’ll see you tomorrow,” she said with a wink before turning around walking away sensually. He watched the smooth swaying gold lines trail her in the greying world, with some color still in the sky.
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Last night, he fucked Sweetie and Scootaloo senseless. He made as much use of it as he could, considering it might’ve been the last night they get to do so. It was nice waking up with them snuggled up to him in the morning, and even nicer waking Sweetie up in a certain way.
He needed a better way to clean up wet sticky messes.
Today, more specifically right now’ish was going to determine his future.
They had a plan. Perhaps ‘plan’ was giving them more credit than was due. They had contingencies, at the very least.
There was a knock on the front door, he looked around to make sure everything was okay. He gave Sweetie who was down the hall, a “shh’ gesture and when she gave him a nod, he gave her a thumbs up. He watched her retreat into his room and close the door. He breathed in, and promptly walked past his couch to his front door, then opened it, “Hey Sapphire, come on in,” he said with a nervous smile gesturing to her inside.
“Hey James,” She said with a nervous smile but confidently walked inside. She wasn’t wearing anything, which gave him a good view of her cutie mark. It depicted a red gem with golden magical particles around it, “so you wanted to meet after I got off work? I assume it’s because your headmare is available to-to let me join the herd?” She asked.
“You would be correct,” he said, “a-and luckily-” he just couldn’t bring himself to lie to someone close to him, “I mean you don’t need to worry about Scootaloo walking in on us, she’s with her friend and they plan on having a sleepover,” he said. It was technically true.
“Oh, good, I was worried about that, where is this secretive headmare by the way?” she said with a little more confidence, while looking around.
He went to the closest end of his couch and grabbed the blindfold on the armrest, “well, put this on so we can get started,” he said holding it out to her.
She looked confused, “why?”
He slapped his forehead, “oh, whoops. I forgot to say that you need to be blindfolded for the uh, whole thing at first,” he rubbed his hand down his face, “I uh, I understand if you want to change your mind, that was a-”
“No, no,” she interrupted, then with her golden magic she swiftly took the blindfold and put it over her eyes, “okay now what?” He could see her cheeks turning crimson
He blinked at how fast that was, “uh, well can you see anything?” She shook her head no, “okay good, I’m gonna lead you to my room with my hand, and do not take off the blindfold, that’s what the headmare will do, after we have sex” he said as he lightly placed his hand on her dark blue snout. He couldn’t help but notice her yellow tail was hiked a bit, in addition to her blushing cheeks, as he led her to his room.
They made it to his door without incident, “alright,” he said opening the door and looking inside. Sweetie and Scootaloo were both sitting on two separate chairs to the side of the bed out of their direct path to it. On one side of Sweetie's chair was the bed and on the opposite side was Scootaloo’s chair. Both chairs faced toward the middle of the bed. They seemed nervous and excited. “Just walk forward some more,” he said as he led her inside. Once she was inside he closed the door, “okay, I’m going to pick you up now,” he said. He bent down, put his arms under her barrel and fairly easily lifted her up. She wasn’t too heavy, “just putting you on the bed,” he explained.
“S-so is she here?” Sapphire asked, as she was placed on the bed, such that she was laying on all fours.
“Yes she is, and so is your other herdmate,” James answered.
“I-I,” she stuttered as her back legs started to lift her up and tail slowly started to flag, “I-I want to join this herd, I want this to work,” she said as she shook her hips back forth.
He wanted to look at see Sweetie’s and Scootaloo’s reactions to her sudden declaration, but ultimately got pulled in by the sight of something else. It was like she knew how to draw in his attention with the way she moved her tail and hips as she revealed herself.
Her lightly furred pussy and anus were not the outgoing furless kind Scootaloo had. They both were the nearly hidden kind Sweetie had. Her dark blue fur did a better job at hiding her privates than Sweetie’s white fur ever could, but he could still make out the slight bulges/bumps that declared this is where the sensitivity starts. He couldn’t help but stare at her perfect little presentation.
He felt something poke his side and he looked down to see Scootaloo and Sweetie encouragely sweeping their hooves to Sapphire, who’s ass was about chest high while her hind hooves stood on the bed, “oh right,” he said more to himself, “So Sapphire, we made a plan regarding how we were going to do this,” he explained, “but,” he said then faced his filly friends, “I’m going to change it up a little,” he said with a smirk as he walked across the room and opened a drawer.
Sweetie and Scootaloo looked at each and then shrugged. Having apparently, both silently agreed neither knew what he was planning, “how? What does that mean?” Sapphire asked as she remained ass up head down.
He rifled through a certain bag and was about to pull out something until a thought came to him, “it’s nothing bad,” he assured them. He swiftly grabbed a pillow and placed it on the bed, closest to the drawer. It happened to be on the other side of Sapphire from the fillies. He grabbed some things from the bag and using line of sight as best he could, placed them under the pillow. He had to do it two times.
Once everything was in place for easy access he went to his desk and grabbed the stick and wet wipe. Then he set it up. He went back to Sapphire and with his free hand began fondling her. Starting from her hoof, slowly moving up the outside to her thigh. Slowly rubbed towards her inner thigh and up some more. Her tail started to move to her back even more, as her hips gave little shakes. He moved his hand to almost but not quite touch the puff of her vulva.
He looked to Sweetie and Scootaloo, and they seemed to be enjoying the show. They noticed him looking and waved for him to continue. So he did.
He slowly moved his hand down towards her tits. Before he could reach however, he noticed a small sliver of pink at her slit. It was a momentary pause, but he supposed it meant she was really into this so far. He would wonder how fast and badly that would change once she found out he had fillies in his herd, if he wasn’t already committed to this. So he moved his hand to a teet and began playing with it, “aah,” she breathed in surprise, “that-that feels really nice,” she said. It was bigger than the fillies and felt different than he expected. Looking down past her slightly spread out hindlegs he could see her tits were the outgoing kind Scootaloo had. They were bigger, but then again she was bigger than the fillies. He’d say they were still proportional.
He moved to the other teet and began playing with it. She let out a content sigh, “AH!” she yelled as he suddenly gave the slight pink of her slit a lick. “Ahmmmmm,” she moaned as he continued to lick the outside of her slit. It wasn't much longer she began to lightly lean her butt on his face. He removed himself from her, “why- why’d you stop?” she whined.
In motion he firmly grabbed the base of her tail with his free hand and with the other brought the wet wipe covered stick to her anus, “Wah... you know, I already cleaned that today,” she informed while sounding slightly offended, outside of a little movement after the initial insertion her tail didn’t move much. He stopped in confusion. He continued moving it around anyways. When he took it out it was clean.
He was downright disturbed by those wet wipe sticks when he first learned about it. Well, more so by how prevalent they were. He was in the castle male bathroom and while on the rather small, but not too small toilet he noticed them on the side divider wall in racks. He felt it was unsanitary, but Celestia had explained that no pony wants to smell a random ponies plothole. He’s glad he never had to use them on the young ponies he foalsat, as they were either too young, or old enough to figure it out themselves. Sweetie was nearly at the age to start using them.
He went to throw the wet wipe away, “alright time to change things up a little. Tell me Sapphire, are you ready?” He returned to the bed.
“Y-Yeah,” she said.
“Okay, just give me a moment,” he said. With that he walked to Sweetie and Scootaloo picked them up one at a time and had them face away from him standing up. Their chairs were wide enough for it, if barely, “lift your tails,” he half whispered to them. Not that he needed to ask, as they were already up.
“What did you say?” Sapphire asked.
“Ah, I was talking to your future herd mates,” he explained as he reached for the pillow and grabbed two objects he had hidden underneath. One was light orange and the other shiny white. They were about half the size of his fist in thickness. They were butt plugs. He had them made specifically for Sweetie and Scootaloo. Scootaloo’s fur color matched perfectly but Sweeties was a bit more shinier.
“Oh, okay,” she said.
He got the butt plugs wet the cheap way. He placed Scootaloo’s on her chair and then slowly began inserting Sweetie’s up her tailhole. “Nm,” Sweetie let out a small breath as her asshole expanded beyond anything he’s done previously. He gave a nervous look to Sapphire whose ears were up, but wasn’t facing their direction. He watched as her tight hole swallowed down to the extended part that led to the circular stand that prevented it from entering more. It was a little more shiny than he’d like. He then moved onto Scootaloo.
He quickly realized he made a stupid mistake of getting it the color of her coat which was perfect. Unfortunately, her privates were a darker shade of orange which made her buttplug stand out even more than Sweeties. Scootaloo didn’t make any noise.
Once done he picked them up and sat them down on their butts as they blushed up at him. Sweetie squirmed a little bit in her seat.
He went back to the pillow and grabbed a third object and showed it to the fillies while smiling at them. It was a buttplug the size of his fist. Just like theirs in shape. It was a rounded cone that appropriately got thicker and bigger until suddenly stopping. Unlike theirs however, outside of it being bigger, this one’s color actually matched the outward appearance of the asshole it was meant for.
They looked at it with a mixture of excitement and shock. He brought it between them. They took a closer look as he rotated it. When he stopped they looked at him confused. He brought his free hand close to his mouth and gave a licking motion. They gave a smile of understanding and started licking it silently.
Once he felt it was wet enough he removed it from the two fillies who were kissing each other, “ahem,” he grunted, getting them to stop before they did more vocal things, “alright, sorry about the wait,” he said as he turned back to Sapphire. He started by licking her ponut, which was about twice the size of the fillies, (maybe a little less.)
“Is that, are- why are you licking me there?” Sapphire asked.
To answer her, he backed up his face and then moved the buttplug into position.
“Wh-Gah-aahh what iiisss” she hissed as he slowly inserted it into, “that ooooooo, it’s soo big,” she breathed as he pushed is past the middle of its length, “wa-wait i-it uh,” she breathed even heavier as the last of it went inside her against her constant push to remove it. He watched as her ponut swiftly closed around the thickest part leaving only the circular handle.
It wasn’t nearly as noticeable as the fillies.
“You okay?” he asked as he sat on the bed and gave her rear a one armed hug.
“ahha , yeah, I-” she moved her rump back and forth and lifted each hind leg one at a time, “I’m okay, it-it’s very ummm well it’s almost like I have to take a big…” she looked disgusted for a moment, “yeah, what is it?”
“That is called a buttplug,” he answered, before doing something.
“Eeep, Ahmmm,” she moaned as he went back to licking the pink of her pussy lips. “Ah,” she voiced as he placed both hands on her flanks and then spread her pussy lips with his thumbs. Her pussy was about as long as his pinkie from the clit to the side nearest to her ponut, while the fillies were about half that size, (maybe a little more.) “AHHHH,” she cried out as he gave her exposed clit a lick. Liquid began to trickle out of her.
“Alright get on your back,” he requested as he began to strip out of his clothes. By the time he was done she was on her back hind legs spread wide and tail halfway laying on the bed. He could see her bright red face through the blind fold.
He grabbed both her hind legs and scooched her till her rump was just off the edge. Her tail was now dangling in the air, well actually it would be if it hadn’t been hiked back against the side of the bed. He splayed her legs and enjoyed watching her blindfolded face move back and forth at the experience. He bent down to her till they were face to face. “Eek,” she squeaked as the shaft of his dick came into contact with her slightly wet lips as a result.
He was still firmly holding a hind leg in one hand while he used the other hand on the bed to prevent him from falling on top of her. He kissed when her head faced his. That got her to be still so he kissed her again and this time she returned it, quickly bringing her tongue to the party. She was quick to moan into his mouth as her tongue wrestled with his. It was more fleeting from their previous tongue based kiss, as their position was much less flexible, “are you ready?” He asked as he gently backed away from the kiss.
She meekly gave a little nod.
He stood up and just remembered he had an audience. Looking over he saw Sweetie and Scootaloo intensely watching what was happening below his waist. They had their forehooves at each other's privates, slowly moving up and down. He quickly brought his attention back to Sapphire before they noticed him looking.
He once again grabbed both of Sapphire’s hind legs. He lined himself up. Then he sighed as he remembered something, “err, one moment,” he said releasing her hindlegs. He then turned to the fillies and brought his dry dick in between them. The hooves on each other's crotch stopped moving and they stared confused for a moment before a bout of clarity overcame them and they both began licking it, and lightly kissing each other. They really knew how to turn someone on.
Once he felt it was wet enough, he took it away. Sweetie, hilariously, almost fell off her chair. They returned back to their positions. The rubbing they did of each other was notably more intense.
He once again grabbed her hindlegs and lined himself up.
“UHH,” she voiced in pain as he thrusted forward all the way in. To him, she felt great. Where the fillies were a tight snug, she was just snug.
Now that he was all the way in, he couldn’t feel her cervix. He could however feel the buttplug a little bit, and when he passed the hymen. He pulled out and saw a little bit of blood from her hymen which was a slightly deeper in than the fillies.
“Shhhh,” she hissed through gritted teeth as he plowed back in. She gave a couple heavy breaths through her snout for the next few thrust. “Aaawwnnnn,” she half moaned, “Aha,” her breath hitched and began to gradually get more heavy as he continued going at a more steady pace now, “mmmm,” she moaned after about twenty seconds.
“How’re you liking it so far?” he asked, watching her blindfolded face move back, forth, up, down, and side to side lost in pleasure.
His question seemed to grab her attention as she more/less looked up towards him, “w-ah-what? ,” she whined as he stopped moving while inside her, “I-I love it, but I’ll be honest,” she began saying as she squeezed his dick, “y-you’re a lot smaller than I thought you were going to be,” she said, “that’s not a bad thing,” she quickly added, “I was just preparing for something, much much bigger. Are, are we done already?” She asked as she tried humping him.
“Well, my size is average for a human,” he explained, “and no we are not,” he answered.
“Mmm,” she moaned, “good.”
He got an idea, “are you ready?” He asked.
“Ready for whaaa” she squealed as he swiftly picked her up and held her, he couldn’t get over how light she seemed, and then he quickly did a one eighty and jumped back a little bit on top of the bed. Now his back was on the bed, his knees were at the edge of the bed, feet reaching for the ground, and Sapphire sat impaled on his lap. She quickly collapsed onto him, such that now they were face to face. Apparently, the average pony body length was just long enough to make it happen when they weren’t standing on their hooves and were at pelvis to pelvis. It was just that palms length needed to make it happen.
Seeing this as an opportunity, he quickly moved up and began kissing her. Which she was quick to return. It was still strange wrestling with a tongue that was somewhat bigger than his. He was still in her but he could really feel the buttplug in her now, thanks to the angle. He massaged her cutie marks and she moaned into and around his mouth.
Using her and the side of the bed as leverage he sat up such that now he was sitting upright. They were still kissing. She wrapped her front hooves around his shoulders.
“Ahh,” She moaned, breaking the intense kiss, as he firmly grabbed her flanks and began lifting her and forcing her down onto his dick. “Ahh, AHHhmmmm.” she moaned as he continued, “Ahh, ah, GAH-HAH,” she screamed as a flood of liquid flowed out of her and spurts. There was no mistaking that as anything other than an orgasm.
It still amazes him how much liquids these ponies had. He could feel it all over his thighs and as it began to wet the bed. She had much more than the fillies, he might as well get a new bed after this. A possible idea came to him, he’ll ask it later.
“AHA,” she breathed heavily, as he lifted her up as he stood up, turned around, and laid her back on the bed. She tried scouching into him as he swiftly exited her soaked love tunnel.
He turned his attention back to Sweetie and Scootaloo who were now vigorously kissing each other with Scootaloo on top. He was surprised he hadn’t really heard them up till now. They were doing a good job at staying silent. Key word, were. He could hear their lips smacking, and their slight moans as they continued to rub each other. Luckily Sapphire seemed to be lost in her post orgasmic bliss to hear.
He tapped Scootaloo and Sweetie hard enough to get their attention. They both blushed up at him and he couldn’t help but smile. He picked up Scootaloo and put her back on her chair. Then he smiled at Sweetie, “Hey Sapphire, nod if you can comprehend me.”
Sapphire laid there. Her breath was heavy, as she faced towards the ceiling. Her hind legs spread out as the last of her cum came out. After a moment and her breathing calmed down she gave a nod.
With that acknowledgement he picked up Sweetie with both hands. Then he placed her, such that her rear was just above Sapphire's head while standing on the bed, “lick her until your face is soaked,” he instructed as he helped Sweetie position her little slit just above Sapphire’s mouth. Sapphire seemed confused at first but was quick to catch on, as Sweetie lowered herself onto Sapphire’s snout. She was still blind folded after all.
It was hard to ignore the butt of Sweetie’s buttblug. If he didn’t know better he would’ve thought something small was up her butt, but for her it wasn’t small. It was very attractive to look at.
He watched as Sweetie’s hips began moving on their own. She let out a muffled breath through her hoof. He leaned down and watched as her slightly larger tongue licked only the surface of Sweeties little pussy lips.
“Not like that,” he admonished. He carefully picked up Scootaloo’s chair, with the filly still on it and moved them to Sapphire awaiting neithers. “Do it like she does it,” he added, Scootaloo was quick to start eating out Sapphire’s pussy.
Sapphire gave a yelp of surprise that was only half muffled, as Scootaloo shoved in the tip of her snout. Scootaloo assumedly started licking, as Sapphire’s started moaning soon after.
While that happened he moved his hand to her exposed nipples and began playing with them.
He didn’t know why Sapphire’s nipples would have no fur immediately around them like Scootaloo and her fun bits, but Sapphire’s asshole and pussy would be covered by the same kind of dense yet short fur as Sweetie’s fun bits. Genetics, he figured. He just wants to know why those traits exist.
At any rate, Sapphire’s nipples were somewhat stiff, yet still soft and pliable. He looked up and saw she wasn’t licking Sweetie anymore, but more so just moaning. Sweetie kept grinding her pussy into her snout though.
“Don’t forget to keep licking like you’re being licked,” he instructed, as he paused his titty toying for a moment.
Sapphire seemed to have heard him as her tongue shot out, “mmppphhh,” Sweetie cried out with her mouth covered by a forehoof. He quickly went back to Sapphire's teets. He watched Sapphire struggle to keep on task, as Sweetie became more and more needy.
He removed a hand and brought it up to Sweetie’s horn, and then gently wrapped it around her horn. “Gahmmpphhhh,” Sweetie yelled through her hoof and went completely still, for a moment. Her hips soon began smooching themselves against Sapphire's snout hard to try and get that tongue in deeper. “MMMMPPHHHHH,” Sweetie screamed into her hoof as he twisted his hand with the swirl of her horn, with a very light grip. Cum blasted out of her and instantly soaked pretty much the whole of Sapphire's face. Wetting the blindfold a good deal. Sweetie fell over face first leaving her ass up, tail hiked, and legs spreaded as much as they had been. It left a perfect view of her somehow still innocent looking pussy, besides all the cum, and her new white shiny buttplug.
It still amazed him how the horn could make her cum so easily. Same for Scootaloo and her wings. He no longer wondered why he was told they were very delicate and not to touch them unless absolutely necessary in training.
“AHHHH,” Sapphire cried in orgasm, drawing him out of his thoughts of picking Sweetie up and fucking her till she can barely walk for a week, not that he could actually accomplish such a task. The idea just sounded really good right about now, is all.
He looked down to Scootaloo whose snout was now covered in Sapphire’s mare juice. Her wings were part way open. She smirked up at him and gave him a seductive wink while shaking her hips, raised her tail to the side just a little more than it already had been, and her wings got a little more straight. She was too good at teasing.
An idea came to him, “alright now I want all three of you to make out, but first,” he said as he picked Scootaloo up and brought her next to Sapphire’s filly cum covered face. He went and grabbed another object hidden under the pillow. Sweetie recovered enough to sluggishly yet eagerly get up and sit on the other side of Sapphire’s face.
The object he grabbed was a dildo about the size of his dick, just slightly smaller. He had two more even smaller ones by almost one third to one forth under the pillow but the fillies didn’t need to know that yet.
He showed off the dark blue dildo made from sapphire to his filly friends. It had no bumps and a very rounded tip, and a mostly flat bottom. He hadn’t tested it yet, but he was going to very soon. He considered holding it between the fillies, but decided against it. Sapphire’s pussy was wet enough as is, and he didn’t want to risk her finding out about them just yet. Though she potentially could with how much of an indent they’re leaving on the bed.
With all that in mind he got off the bed, moved Scootaloo’s chair out of the way, and kneeled down. If he looked straight ahead he could see Sweetie and Scootaloo on either side watching him curiously, as Sapphire's breathing somewhat started to normalize. Slowly, he slipped it into her, “ah,” she breathed as he left its bottom slightly exposed.
The bottom of the dildo wasn’t completely flat. There was a small sliding bar near one end coming from a thin slot that went through the middle close to the other end, but no markings or anything else. This was the feature that he needed Sapphire’s enchanting abilities for, and also the feature the gem shop owner had the most problems making. Looking at it now, he realized it could probably use a switch for on and off. He was just now realizing how basic this design was.
“Ahhh,” Sapphire yelled, as he moved that bar up a couple notches, not that he could see them, but he could feel them as he moved it. Her hind legs tried to close as the dildo began vibrating, lightly, “aaaahhhmmmmmm,” she moaned lazily. He watched as her closed hind legs fell to spread out, as her hips began to buck into the air slightly.
Just looking at the sight gave him an idea. He grabbed the base of her buttplug and began nudging it this way and that. Sapphire would have little hitches in her breathing, that seemed in favor of his actions, “now kiss each other,” he requested as he looked up to Sweetie and Scootaloo.
They both seemed curious as to what he was doing. He gestured for them to get kissing. Sweetie was first to lean down and start kissing, and Scootaloo followed. At first it was lips, so he slided the bar up a couple more notches, and soon they began using tongues.
Sapphire layed there humping the air seemingly lost in the vibrations. Sweetie and Scootaloo quickly got into kissing her.
He gently got on the bed and moved the pillow, to reveal his last two dildos. He took the light orange dildo. He leaned down, and then grabbed Scootaloo’s tail and lifted her up, such that she was standing on all fours. It revealed the light orange buttplug surrounded by her otherwise darker orange pucker. He released Scootaloo who remained standing. He went to insert the dildo, until he realized it was dry. So he lifted up Sweetie; who fortunately, was still very wet down there so he covered the dildo in her cum and then lined it up to Scootaloo’s bare pussy lips who shook her hips in encouragement, which made lining it up slightly harder.
He could hear Sapphire continue to moan out in drunken pleasure, along with the small liquid smacks of french kissing. He couldn’t help but stare as Scootaloo’s darker orange pussy lips stretched around the lighter orange dildo and how they managed to not really reveal any pink. He blinked out of his daze and quickly grabbed the last dildo and placed it in Sweetie who eagerly leaned back into it. Again it was a sight to behold.
He briefly considered warning them, but decided against it. It was somewhat awkward but he got both his hands at the base of both the dildos and then slid both bars all the way up. They didn’t make a sound but he could feel as they began vibrating hard.
Sweetie covered her mouth with her hoof and screamed into it as she fell sideways. She lay there breathing heavily, screaming, and moaning through her hoof.
“DAADDDYYY!!!” Scootaloo yelled at the sudden hard vibrations, head shot up, as cum began spurting out of her. She fell face first on the bed, “A-AHH-HAAA-A,” she moaned loudly.
“Mmm-wha-aha, iis tha-at,” Sapphire began as her head kind of shot up and her magic just started to activate and surround the mask covering her eyes. He was quicker and got up, brought his closest hand to Sapphire's vibrating dildo and moved to its max setting, “AHH~,” she screeched as her head shot down and her magic sputtered off.
He looked over and saw Sweetie’s red face as she struggled to breath through her hoof while her eyes were rolled back. Scootaloo’s wings were stiff and her breaths short, sharp, and vocal.
After some effort, he turned off Sweetie's soaked dildo and she let out a long muffled moan through her hoof.
He then turned off Scootaloo’s dildo, “n-ha-n-aha-noo-aa-oooo~” she complained through breaths. Spurts of cum came out of her.
“Gah hah aahaaa mmmmmmmm,” Sapphire withered in pleasure as he got off the bed. He kneeled down in front of Sapphire's sexy plot and grabbed hold of her buttplug, “MMMMMAHH,” she moaned as he slowly removed it. He watched as her dark blue short furred ponut suddenly expanded for its fist size thickness to leave. It slowly closed back up the more of it he removed. She continued to hump the air and breath heavily. Completely removed, her asshole had only a small gap to it. He stood up and lined up his still cum covered dick, grabbed both her hind legs, and plunged into her ponut, “AH.”
She felt so soft, and cushiony, at the entrance. The deeper he got though the more constrained she became, not by much especially when compared to the fillies, but he could tell the buttplug managed to loosen up her entrance a little. Though he doesn’t have a before the buttplug to compare on if it really did loosen her up or not; regardless, he saw the gap it left, small it may have been. It was proof it did something. Temporarily at least.
“MMMMAAAAAAAAA-HAAAA AA AAAAHHH AAAAMMMMMMMM,” she screamed and moaned in what sounded like a mix of pain and pleasure as he let go of one of her legs and thumbed the area just above her clit into the vibrating dildo. Cum poured out of her in a constant stream that trailed down to her ponut that he was plowing. It made sure there was wet smacking noise as he pounded in and shot out.
It wasn’t much longer that he got his own orgasm. He pulled out.
“A- HA- MNN- ST- AHA- YA- AA-” she yelled as he continued to thumb the area just above her clit onto the vibrating dildo. She could hardly even breath, so he turned it off and removed it. He placed it next to the buttplug. It was completely soaked, much like most of the bed and the carpet immediately under this side of bed.
Sweetie and Scootaloo were still out of it by this point, so he laid down on the bed, such that his face was close to Sapphire’s. He leaned in and gave her heavy breathing form a kiss that she barely acknowledged. He laid on his side and threw his free arm over Sapphire and brought her into a hug, which she seemed to have accepted.
They stayed like that for a good moment. Scootaloo was first to recover. She didn’t look too happy that he turned off the dildo. She got up and turned around till her moist plot was facing him. She shook her hips and leaned towards him. Clearly she wanted or rather insisted, that he turn it back on. He took it out of her and placed it next to Sapphire’s buttplug and dildo instead. It was funny watching her paw the bed in agitation, and hard to ignore as she tried to get sexy on him. She was just too good at teasing.
He shook his head and Scootaloo pouted.
It wasn’t much longer till he realized Sweetie was asleep. He propped himself up with his formerly trapped hand/arm. Sapphire was slowly recovering her senses. He stopped the hug so he could take out Sweetie’s dildo and then he poked her side till she gave a cute squeaky moan as she awoke, blinking her eyes open. After looking around a little bit she spotted him. He waved at her and she smiled earnestly up at him.
He pointed at Sapphire and Sweetie was confused for a moment. Then she nodded in understanding. He brought Sapphire into a brief hug before getting up and sitting in Sweetie’s chair, “Sapphire the headmare is now going to take off the blindfold,” he said, “umm just give her a moment,” he added as Sweetie weakly began to stand up. Scootaloo went and helped her out.
With help, Sweetie sluggishly stood up and repositioned herself till her body was behind Sapphire’s head but otherwise face to face with the mare. She leaned down and french kissed her. Sweetie then sat down, and placed both forehooves on either side of the blindfold and removed it as she also backed away from the kiss.
Scootaloo continued to provide balance/physical/emotional support to Sweetie. Scootaloo also seemed to be suspicious of Sapphire. He couldn’t blame her, this was a moment that’d determine their future.
Sweetie had a nervous smile. Sapphire blinked and moved a forehoof to her eyes as they adjusted to the light.
Eventually, Sapphire removed her forehoof, and when she did she stared up at the two fillies staring down at her. Her face was unreadable, “wh-what?” She asked.
“Welcome to the herd!” Sweetie cheered happily in her squeaky voice as apparently she considered that as acceptance.
“WHAT!?” Sapphire yelled. She rolled and sat up, keeping an eye on the fillies. She somewhat towered over them.
“At least let us explain things before you make any decisions please,” he requested. That drew her attention as she craned her neck towards him. She looked hurt, for a moment, but her face became unreadable so fast he wasn’t sure what he saw. He was still sitting on the chair next to the bed, naked.
She looked back at the fillies more critically and frowned, “w-which one is the headmare?” She asked as one of her eyes twitched.
“I am, I’m Sweetie Belle,” Sweetie proudly stated as she pointed at herself.
Sapphire stared at Sweetie for a moment, “I thought James was foalsitting you,” Sapphire asked, as she pointed and looked at Scootaloo.
“He’s doing more than just foalsitting me,” Scootaloo said in a teasing manner.
“I can’t believe this!” Sapphire yelled, “they’re just fillies for Celestia’s SAKE!”
“Yes, well, please talk to them before you make any decisions,” James requested.
She looked them over again, Sweetie in particular with a critical eye, “they don’t even have their cutie marks yet!”
“What’s that supposed to mean!” Scootaloo yelled, “you think we’re not good enough for James?”
“Well, you shouldn’t be in a herd in any capacity other than daughter and sister,” Sapphire explained, “you look too young to even be caring about stallions,” she clarified even more.
“You’re not denying it!” Scootaloo yelled.
“I’m not going to lie,” Sapphire stated, “just tell me why you’re all in a herd,” she requested.
“Why should I?” Scootaloo asked, crossing her forelegs in a no nonsense kind of way. Despite being cute, she pulled it off.
James was about to say something until Sweetie beat him to it. Sweetie started telling her story. How she felt almost abandoned by her family at times and how James came into her life. James of course provided his viewpoint of things. He tried to explain how he felt after the crab pony incident. He also emphasized that he let Sweetie take the lead on things he felt she needed to. Scootaloo for her part sat there and seemed to have taken slight interest at times, but otherwise looked bored.
They explained how Scootaloo came into the picture and her story.
When they did Scootaloo moved back to her unamused gesture and facial expressions and directed them at Sapphire.
Sapphire looked mortified when they mentioned she was an orphan that hadn’t been adopted since being a foal found in a dumpster, and that she couldn’t fly, “Awwwww you poor filly!” Sapphire cried as she reached out, grabbed Scootaloo, and squished her in a hug.
“Hey! Stop it,” Scootaloo complained, as Sapphire smothered side to side, “I’m being mad at you!” Sapphire responded by apologizing but kept hugging her.
James for his part thought this was going better than he had planned. He thought for sure Sapphire would’ve zapped him with magic, taken the fillies, and run to the guard by now. The brief conversation Sapphire had with Scootaloo for some reason reminded him of his restaurant date with Sweetie. It almost seemed like they were offended an adult male would go on a date with a filly as opposed to appalled, but that couldn’t be right, could it?
“I see why you want to keep your herd secret now,” Sapphire said. drawing James out of his thoughts. She was still hugging Scootaloo but stopped moving her around and loosened her grip. Scootaloo looked slightly annoyed.
“Umm, and why is that exactly?” he asked, fishing for information. He would like to think by now he’d know everything he needs to know, but something is telling him otherwise.
“Because they're just-” she began stopping herself, then looked down to Scootaloo and released her. Scootaloo stomped to Sweetie and laid down beside her in a huff, “I mean, because they’re fillies,” Sapphire continued nonchalantly, “so yeah, I understand why you would be hesitant to let other ponies know, to say the least, even ponies who you want to join the herd, it’s really quite the thing to take in” she explained.
“That’s one wayto put it,” he agreed, “so d-do you still want to join this herd?” he asked, nervously.
Smiled sweetly up at him, “yeah.”
“You have no idea how relieved I am to hear you say that, but just so we’re clear please don’t tell anyone about the fillies or this herd in general, unless you really feel you have to, like only mention you’re in a herd and don’t bother giving out the details kind of thing,” he requested.
She thought about it for a moment before sighing, “I would love to shove the fact I’m in a herd with an alien in certain ponies faces,” She admitted, “but I don’t think you’ll have to worry about me telling anypony anytime soon. If it ever gets out for whatever reason, I will stick with this herd,” she stated.
“That’s nice to hear. So ummm, do you happen to have a spell or enchant to dry beds that get soaked like this?” He asked as he put his hand on the bed.
It was like her first time noticing the soaking wet spot she left on the bed, she blushed lightly and shook her head no. She blinked a couple times and looked back up to him, still slightly blushing, “speaking about th-that,” she stuttered and blushed slightly more before taking a calming breath, "what was those things you used?” She asked.
“You mean the dildo and buttplug?” He asked, a look of confused recognition came over her and she nodded half-heartedly. He grabbed them, “I’m sure you’ll recognize these,” he said as he showed her.
Her jaw dropped and she blushed ten fold. She froze up and then started to blink several times.
"Are you okay?” He asked.
“W-” she expelled, before tears began raining from her eyes.
Confused, James did the only thing he knew to do, which was go and hug her. She hugged him back tightly. She wasn’t really crying out loud but the tears kept coming for a couple seconds, as he sat on the wet spot she had left. It was oddly comfortable somehow.
“What was all that about?” he asked once she seemed calm enough.
“You really know how to make a mare feel special,” she chuckled lightly. She then slightly backed out of his hug and moved back to give him a quick kiss on the lips. She smiled at him.
“I guess, so uhh you want to get to know Sweetie and Scootaloo a little more?” he asked. She seemed to consider it, “or we could continue what we were doing,” he suggested with a sly smile as he made an O with one hand and put a finger through it with his other hand.
She merely blinked at the gesture but otherwise looked confused, “didn’t you cum already?”
“Yeah, so?” He replied.
“So what, you just plan on using-” she blinked and rubbed her eyes, “using my sta- I mean my dildo and ugg buttplug, what kind of a name is that?”
“A fairly accurate one?” He suggested, she shrugged, “but no, if you just look down you’ll see I’m good to go.”
She looked down and blushed, “Oh, but how?”
“What do yo- oh, well did you forget that I’m an alien?” He asked.
“I guess. Is that normal for humans?” She asked.
“I’d say yes, you should’ve seen me when I was younger, I once went to sleep with a boner and woke up with it.” He said.
“But that’s not the same,” she replied.
“True enough,” he agreed, “anyways, so do you want to get to know Sweetie and Scootaloo more or continue soaking the bed?”
She looked down at the Scootaloo and Sweetie who seemed content to let them talk, smirked at him, “why not both?”