The Only
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Carter was surrounded by chickens as tall as himself.
The man had a basket hanging from his right arm and with his left he reached in to grab a handful of seeds the size of large stones. Then he randomly scattered the seeds on the ground. The clucking of the chickens intensified for a moment as they raced to peck at his offering. Now Carter had to find a new open space to spread the rest of the seeds, but the very chickens he was trying to feed were swarming him and had formed into a wall of white and brown feathers. The man grunted as he roughly pushed one bird aside while slipping by another. Once he was free of the flock he tossed another handful of seeds. Which led to him being surrounded again.
This pattern repeated itself all morning. Only interrupted by Carter's regular trips back to the gate where he refilled his basket from a huge sack. Funnily enough, the chickens would follow him each time he did so like a line of children headed to lunch. If they weren't so loud and didn't crowd him so much, Carter might have really enjoyed the job. There was a fascinating novelty to petting chickens that were just an inch or two shorter than himself.
Finally the group began to disperse, having seemingly lost interest in food. At least for now. His task was done. He had successfully fed the ravenous flock.
Carter quickly vacated the enclosure and locked the gate behind him. Then he dropped off his basket and tied the bag closed. The man would have put the sack away in the shed, but it must have weighed twice as much as him. So he left it for someone bigger and stronger to deal with later. Right now all he wanted was a chance to cool off. The man had spent almost two hours under the hot summer sun completing various chores. He was sweaty and dirty and desperately needed a cold drink.
Carter stumbled his way to the hand pump where he took several greedy gulps of fresh water. Then he splashed his face and sighed. Once refreshed, he considered what to do next. With a shrug the man decided to check on Fluttershy and how her work was going. So he casually made his way back up the small hill towards the mare's cottage and let himself in the backdoor. Which wasn't as easy as you'd expect. The handle was above his head and he had to reach for it.
When he first came to Equestria there were two major hurdles Carter had to come to terms with. For one, he was now trapped in a strangely colorful land of talking equines and magic. And second, this world appeared to be more than three times as large as his own. From the chickens, to the seeds, to even the ponies themselves. Everything here was much bigger than it was supposed to be. Like he was simply too small for this reality. A fact that asserted itself yet again when he stepped into the house and gazed upon an elephant-sized butter yellow pegasus as she went about sweeping the floor.
"Hey Fluttershy, I'm done with the chickens!" Carter announced.
The huge mare squeaked with fright. Then she slowly turned towards him and sighed. He chuckled with embarrassment.
"Heheh, sorry. I'm done with the chickens now, do you need any help in here?"
Fluttershy took another moment to calm her racing heart before she smiled at him and shook her head. "That's okay, I'm almost done too. Could you get me something to drink though?"
"Sure," Carter replied quickly and began marching to the kitchen.
A minute later the man returned with a large "pitcher" full of sloshing grape juice. It didn't have a handle, so it was awkward in his arms and he struggled a bit as he carried it back to the mare. Fluttershy, who had taken a seat in anticipation, kindly thanked him before easily lifting the glass herself with a single hoof. Then she casually guzzled down what must have been over four liters (one gallon) in a single breath. Carter found himself gawking at the sight. Even if he pushed himself it would have taken the man at least a day to drink that whole thing. Yet she just... and it was gone...
Fluttershy gasped as she finished off her juice, grinning happily at the pleasant taste. The pegasus then turned to her friend to thank him again, but was stopped by his blank stare. She blinked in concern. "Carter? Are you okay?"
The man honked and shook his head, coming back to reality. "Uh... yeah. Just lost in thought."
The pony, reassured that her human was fine, relaxed. "What were you thinking about?" she asked conversationally.
Carter shrugged. "Nothing important. Just... this," he explained lamely while gesturing between the two of them. "How we got here. Or how I got here, I guess."
Fluttershy blushed and hid behind a lock of her own mane. "You mean... when I snuck into your house for... Christmas?"
He coughed sheepishly. "Well... I was thinking more about Equestria in general. Like, how everything is huge compared to me and all the things I've had to do to get by."
"Oh," the pegasus replied with a quiet hint of disappointment. "Like the step-stools and ladders."
"Yeah," Carter agreed immediately as a bit of guilt took root in his chest.
"What about... us?" came the mare's hopeful nudge.
"That was a weird series of events," he commented more to himself than her.
Fluttershy's face appeared from behind her mane with a curious tilt. "What do you mean?"
Carter chuckled with embarrassment and looked down at the floor. "We only got together because you caught me... looking," he mumbled.
"Oh," she said quietly, realizing what he meant.
For a minute neither of them spoke as they fell into their respective flashbacks. For Fluttershy the memory centered around a particular day in the market when she discovered the man's secret. That his lower vantage point made it impossible for him not to see past everypony's tails. Then she realized he wasn't just getting accidental glances, but was actively trying to peek. After which she came to the biggest revelation of all.
Carter liked looking at her rear.
Yet somehow Fluttershy learning Carter's dirty secret had led them here. To the two of them living together, experimenting with their relationship. Though the ground between them was still a little shaky. For example, the difference in height had caused more than one comedic moment. And more than one accident. They also hadn't determined the best way to balance the chores. Mostly it was a question of how much he, the smaller partner, could actually do. But the deepest issue that remained to be fully settled was the sexual one. Or more precisely, how open they each were about it.
Fluttershy was, as her name suggested, shy. But also hungry for attention. Meanwhile Carter felt endless shame for the regular glances he got of her privates. Like he was perpetually violating her, the mare who cared the most about him. As a result the two were still pretty awkward around each other. Apologies for missteps and timid requests were common between them.
Wanting to break out of the uncomfortable silence that had smothered the room, Carter spoke up. "Hey, why don't I take that glass back to the kitchen while you relax?"
The mare was caught off-guard for a second. "Hm? Oh! Thank you."
When the man returned to the living room Fluttershy was already sprawled across the couch. The two met eyes. They grinned at one another. Then the mare patted the space in front of her belly invitingly. Carter nodded and made his way over. However, the couch was almost as high as he was. The man would have to scale the furniture like it was a cliff. First he hauled his body up with his arms and then swung his leg over the side. Finally he rolled onto his back and into a wall of yellow fluff. Fluttershy giggled.
A hoof as wide as a serving tray gently wrapped around Carter and helped prop him up against the large pony's chest. After which her broad foreleg draped across the man's lap, effectively restraining him. Carter snorted in amusement as he sank deep into her warm cozy fur. Fluttershy then practically curled around the man, her head coming to rest sideways next to him. She smiled at the little human in her grasp while ignoring how her mane fell over the edge of the cushion and down towards the floor below. Carter stroked her leg as he smiled back.
The man decided to be daring.
He reached out with a hand and cupped her chin. Then he leaned forward. They kissed. Fluttershy's eyes drifted shut in the moment.
The exchange was a bit silly. Her muzzle alone was as big as his entire head. If she had been some kind of terrible monster she could have easily eaten his face in one bite. Not to mention she was currently resting on her side. But they both still enjoyed it if their blushes were anything to go by.
Carter fell back against the wall of yellow fluff. Fluttershy sighed dreamily in return, her breath tickling his face due to their closeness. For a minute or two they stayed like that. Silently entangled. Doing absolutely nothing.
It was so peaceful.
After some time Carter spoke. "So the morning chores are done?"
"Mhm," Fluttershy mumbled, subtly trying to nod.
"That leaves us free until the evening shift."
Now it was her turn to snort in amusement. The man liked to refer to the chores as 'shifts'. "Yeah, so we can just lay here until then," she whispered.
"Is that all you want to do today?"
Fluttershy considered his words with a hum. Her wings shifted. One of her back legs twitched. "Well, was there something special you wanted to do?" she prompted.
Carter shrugged. "Not really. I was just asking. I don't want to waste the day is all."
The silence returned as she fell into thought. The man diligently stroked her leg while he waited. The seconds passed them by. Then he started to notice a blush spreading across the large mare's face. He knew what that meant. Fluttershy didn't simply have an idea. She was hungry.
"Carter?" she began quietly.
He swallowed in nervous anticipation. "Yes?"
"I would like... to try something. If you're okay with it that is."
The man had to bury a chuckle. "What did you have in mind?"
Fluttershy hesitated and her eyes darted back and forth. She licked her lips. "Can you scoot forward a bit? I need to sit up."
Carter quirked a brow, but did as she asked. The mare lifted her leg off him so he could drag himself closer to the edge of the couch and away from her comforting embrace. Once there was some space between them, the pony pushed herself into a seated position. Before, with him sitting and her laying down, they were nearly equal heights. Now Fluttershy seemed to tower over him. If Carter stretched he just might have been able to brush the base of her neck. Barely.
The pegasus gazed down at him timidly. "May I... pick you up for a second?"
"Sure," he replied automatically, curious where this was going.
Two hooves then descended upon the little human, each wider than his chest. Carter couldn't deny he felt a bit nervous even as he lifted his arms so she could grab him more easily. He felt like a doll being carried off by his owner. He was powerless as she gently hauled his body into the air and positioned him where she wanted him. Which turned out to be right between her legs, with his back to her belly. Or more accurately, his back was against Fluttershy's teats.
Carter felt his heart rate jump. This was interesting. The mare's thighs were as thick as barrels and easily corralled his much smaller legs from either side. His feet didn't even reach the end of the cushion. Meanwhile her front hooves had since slid over his chest and were now applying a mild pressure to hold him against her. She radiated a pleasant warmth and smelled like fresh peaches. Carter soon looked upward and met Fluttershy's kind gaze. Her cheeks were bright red and she tilted her head in a silent question. He answered by smiling and brushing some of the fur on her thighs. A grin forced her lips apart and she squirmed with happiness. She couldn't help hugging him for a moment.
Carter gasped once as Fluttershy's grip loosened. "This isn't so bad," he assured himself.
She tensed with concern. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine. I'm tougher than I look, remember?"
Fluttershy relaxed, her hooves unconsciously beginning to brush along the tiny man's chest. But for the next minute she debated with herself. Until she decided to ask. "Carter? Can I... go further?"
He licked his lips. Then he nodded. "Yeah."
Permission granted, she began to move.
The hooves that held Carter abruptly left him as Fluttershy leaned back into the couch. She needed them to prop herself up. Now free of his restraints, the man found his place within the mare's canyon quite comfortable and he happily used her thighs as arm rests. But suddenly those very legs closed in. Her meaty thighs overtook his much smaller frame like it was nothing. Before Carter could say anything he was buried in her yellow mass up to his torso and pressed back against her teats once again. He grunted as he acclimated to the weight. Everything below his shoulders was trapped underneath Fluttershy's legs.
The mare giggled and swayed above him. The pressure came and went as she experimentally tensed and relaxed her muscles, yet Carter remained firmly pinned. It hurt a little, but he couldn't tell Fluttershy that. She was clearly enjoying this.
"I've got you," the mare whispered cheekily.
"You got me," he agreed with a simple shrug.
She gave him a playful squeeze. He grunted again. She tittered.
"I like being in charge," Fluttershy admitted bashfully.
"And I like your big butt," Carter teased with a snicker.
Her legs tightened around him for a moment. "Hush you," she snorted with embarrassment.
The man gasped when she relaxed her hold on him. "So what next, my Mistress?"
Again she increased the pressure for a second to silence him. Then she considered his question. "I don't know. What should I do with you?"
While Fluttershy schemed, she busied herself by toying with Carter. For a few minutes he was caught between the mare's thighs as they rhythmically crushed and released him. Over and over. Like an aggressive massage. She had all the power and the only thing he could do was wiggle in her grip. Oh he certainly tried to placate the dominant mare above by rubbing her juicy legs, but she wasn't interested in his pitiful service. It was like she didn't even notice his attempts. His prison continued to contract and relax like the maw of a ravenous beast. Each time he had to take a deep breath before it was pressed out of him.
Finally Fluttershy stopped torturing him. "Carter, I have another idea," she whispered.
The man sighed with relief and gazed up at her. "That's good. Are we going to the bedroom then?"
The pony shook her head with a short hum. "No, I want to do it here on the couch."
There was a pause. Carter hiked a surprised brow. Fluttershy's eyes widened in horror.
"Wow," the man chuckled. "You are very hungry today," he joked. His sass earned him one final squeeze by her huge thighs.
"S-shut up!" she gushed, hiding her muzzle behind a hoof. "That's not what I meant and you know it," she cried. After taking a second to collect herself, and releasing her death-grip on Carter, Fluttershy explained. "I want to do something like what we did back during Christmas."
The man huffed once, but quickly switched to serious mode. He just hoped she wouldn't interpret his next words as more teasing. "So you want me to kiss your butt again?" He tensed, preparing for her punishment.
Fluttershy squeaked and her lips tightened. She squirmed in place. Which involved grinding her legs against each other and, consequently, Carter. It was a good thing he was ready. It took her a bit to settle. "Not exactly," the mare eventually admitted. "I want to do something... a little more... dangerous."
That immediately got the man's full attention. "How dangerous are we talking?"
She didn't reply for a moment. She swallowed nervously. Above he could see her whole face had turned red. Finally she got the words out. "I... want... to sit on you."
Fluttershy and Carter had slept together many times and tried many things. But they always played it safe. This was new and the man couldn't help eyeing the massive set of thighs that still overlapped his entire lower body. He grimaced.
"Um, Fluttershy, you're... pretty big compared to me," he mumbled.
She heaved a heavy sigh overhead. "I know. But I still want to do it. I want... to smother you with..." her voice petered out. The mare then grumbled at her own inability to say what she truly felt. So she began compulsively brushing Carter's hair.
He scoffed playfully. "And here I thought you loved me, but you really just want to crush me with your ass!"
Fluttershy's hoof froze atop his head and her body quivered. She moaned lustfully at his words. "Carter... how are you so good at getting me... all worked up?" she stuttered.
He patted one of her legs. "I just readily express the dark inner thoughts you're too shy to acknowledge."
The mare huffed, but resumed stroking him anyway. "So... can I?"
Carter whistled in thought. Fluttershy's request concerned him, but he also had a lot of trust in her. And he wanted to make her happy. He needed to lighten the mood, so he decided to tease her first. "Can you what? You need to be more specific."
She stopped stroking him and asked again, but with more desperation in her voice. "Can I... sit... on you?"
"That's not what you want," he challenged. "Say what you really want to do to me."
Fluttershy whined. "Please don't make me say it. I'll feel so silly."
"Say it," Carter sang mischievously, thoroughly enjoying this.
The pony winced in defeat. Then she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Carter, may I crush you with my ass?"
He laughed. She blushed. But she couldn't stay that way for long. Soon she was giggling alongside him. Their shared glee became the reassurance he needed to go through with it.
Carter cleared his throat. "Alright. Just take it slo--"
Fluttershy squealed and forcefully hugged the man. "Thank you!" she gushed.
Carter had no clue what happened next. It was all simply a blur. The mare might have been big, but she could move when she felt like it. In an instant she had picked him up and set him down again next to her, free of her thighs. Then she bounced to her hooves. When Carter's head stopped spinning and he could take stock of where he was, he found Fluttershy grinning with excitement in front of him. He blinked at her in surprise.
"Well you're eager," he joked.
She pouted. "Aren't you? I thought you liked my butt."
"I do," he admitted with a sheepish chuckle.
"Then you should enjoy this." With that she turned around and aimed her backside at him.
While seated on the edge of the couch, his feet dangling, Carter's forehead was roughly level with Fluttershy's dock. The mare's tail was hanging limp at the moment so the only other detail he could take in was the sheer scale of her ass cheeks. Each one was wider than his shoulders. The sight was as alluring as it was intimidating. He sucked in a breath. His fingers trembled. His face grew hot.
Fluttershy grinned at him over her shoulder even while her face shown red. Then she raised her tail, allowing Carter to admire all of her. The pony's wrinkled hole was larger than his open hand. Her delicate slit as long as a pencil. Her legs as thick as trees. Next the mare began gently rocking her hips. Her donut flexed. Her pussy winked. He swallowed. But then she dropped her tail, obscuring his view again, before taking a single step backwards. Fluttershy's ass was now in Carter's face.
A mix of the mare's natural peach aroma and horny musk filled his senses. Her pink tail nearly brushed his nose and all he could see with his periphery vision was more of her yellow butt. Hesitantly, Carter placed his palms on either of Fluttershy's warm rear cheeks. The muscle beneath the plush fur twitched. Next he ran his fingers tenderly down her backside. She released a low drawn out moan. Before his hands could slide off her round globes he reversed direction and began stroking upwards. For a minute or two she savored his massage. This wasn't the first time he'd done this and she quite liked it whenever he pet her ass.
However, the need to dominate him still burned and she was feeling a little devilish.
Without warning Fluttershy hiked her tail again and cast it to the side, over one of the man's currently outstretched arms. Carter froze at the sudden reveal of the mare's privates mere inches from his face. The smell of her arousal hit him hard. To be fair, ponies always moved their tails aside before sitting. Otherwise they might hurt themselves. Her human partner, however, didn't seem to know how to react to this situation. He just kept staring. Like he was peering into her abyss. So she moved for him.
Fluttershy took another step backwards.
For Carter it was like the huge yellow rump suddenly charged. He didn't have a chance. The sheer mass of the mare's ass easily bowled him over, leaving him sprawled and dazed upon the couch. It was just so big and unexpected. And striking while he was still hypnotized by her exposed sex proved to be an effective combo attack. Of course, thanks to the pony's fluffy coat and squishy fat, he was unharmed. But even he knew what was about to happen. He was now in the perfect position and the mare's enormous rear was hovering over him.
Fluttershy sat on his chest.
Carter groaned as her weight bore down on him and he sank a full inch into the cushion. Fortunately his arms and legs were free, but his entire torso was buried under her yellow butt. The mare's pink tail draped across his neck before flowing off to the right and out of view. Instinctively his hands jumped to the mare's back, though he could only just reach the curve that defined her hips. His eyes naturally trailed the length of the pony's spine as he gazed up at her cute mane. It seemed so far away.
For a moment neither of them moved as they waited for something to go wrong. But nothing happened. So Fluttershy peeked over her shoulder.
"Are you okay, Carter?" she asked sheepishly. "How is it down there?"
"I'm alright," he grunted, shifting in some futile attempt to get more comfortable. "You know, I'm shocked."
"Huh? Why is that?" Fluttershy urged curiously.
"I was sure this was going to be much worse," Carter explained. "But you're not nearly as heavy as I expected. Like, I can't get out obviously, but I can still move." He patted her rear to emphasize his point.
"Oh," the mare giggled and looked away slyly. "That's because I'm not really sitting yet. I was just taking it slow like you asked."
Carter's eyes widened in horror. "H-hold on Fluttershy..." The mare didn't listen.
"Here we go!"
It was like the sky fell.
At once the load on the man quadrupled, threatening to crush the life out of him. He was almost swallowed by the couch as he was driven down into the green padding. His arms and legs flailed uselessly as the enormous ass atop him seemed to be expanding, but was actually just flattening out and rolling over even more of his body. He was now truly pinned by the mare's warm backside. His breath came in ever shorter gasps as he struggled to fill his lungs. Already his limbs began to tingle from reduced circulation and agony filled his chest.
Above him, Fluttershy released the deepest sigh he'd ever heard. Then she moaned as her wings flapped once. She squeaked and her tail waved, lightly battering Carter across the face. Then the mare hugged herself and squirmed, making her butt bounce painfully atop him.
Too often Fluttershy was reserved and quiet. Constantly hiding behind her mane. Yet beneath the surface she was overflowing with power fantasies. It was just realizing them that was the problem. That's where Carter stepped in. The man readily offered himself as an outlet for the mare's deepest carnal desires and freed her to explore her sexual urges, as unusual as they might be. Most of them only required the man to be humiliated or belittled, but others also needed him to endure several minutes of pain. Like now for example.
Fluttershy glanced back at him, almost lost as he was under her huge ass. "How is it?" she asked huskily.
Carter wasn't sure if he could get enough air to speak. So instead he brushed some of the fur on her rear while trying to smile up at her. It was hard to do through the crushing torment.
She smiled as well, reassured that it was okay to continue.
Fluttershy eased off the man for a moment, simply adjusting herself. Yet the substantial decrease in pressure gave Carter an opportunity to refill his lungs with much needed oxygen. Then the moment was over and he wheezed as the terrible weight of the elephant-sized pegasus again settled atop him. The man nearly vanished beneath the sheer girth of the mare's backside. Her tail tickled his nose. His limbs were going numb. The heat was rising and he started to sweat.
Then Fluttershy tried to grind on him.
Gently the mare rocked her hips forward. Then she rocked back. She did this repeatedly and quickly fell into a rhythm, but the result wasn't a sliding motion. It was more like a rolling pin progressively flattening the human under her ass. A line of intense pain shifted up and down his body with the action. The man's torso was forcibly curled each time the mare above him moved. It felt like he was being pressed into a pancake. Soon even his bones were crying out in protest. Yet, while Carter whimpered, he refused to interrupt her.
Before long the mare relented and her towering form paused where it was. She relaxed and let her posture sag. Finally she eased the last of her weight down on him, even the bit she'd been holding back with her rear legs this whole time. It wasn't much more, but it did cause her to sink another half-inch into the cushion. She couldn't help moaning in erotic pleasure, just enjoying the sensation of Carter tucked away beneath her. Thoroughly crushed by her ass. She was in complete control. The little human was totally at her mercy. The mare closed her eyes and wore the biggest grin. Fluttershy was happy.
And so was Carter.
Satisfying her made him proud. It was something major he could do despite his small size. It might have cost him his dignity, and caused him pain on occasion, but his heart pounded whenever he saw her smile. It was a worthy sacrifice. She cared about him enough to share her devious whims and he cared about her enough to endure things like this. Though he was, in fact, fast approaching his physical limit.
Luckily, that's when Fluttershy stood up.
Instantly the pressure was gone. Carter practically bounced as the couch puffed back into shape beneath him, now free of the mare's tremendous weight. The man gasped several times even as his body throbbed. His limbs tingled and he could barely move his fingers. He was covered in sweat and felt completely exhausted. Carter knew he was going to be feeling this tomorrow. His whole body was probably bruised. The man looked up tiredly. Fluttershy was studying him, her face tight with concern.
"Sorry," she whispered. "I might have gotten a bit... careless towards the end." She swallowed nervously. "Are you... going to be okay?"
He so desperately wanted to console her, but he honestly couldn't seem to catch his breath. All he could manage before his head fell back was a small grin and a weak thumbs-up.
That was apparently enough for Fluttershy because she sighed with relief. "Carter?" she began.
He waved a hand to signal he was listening.
She bit her lip. "Thanks. I liked that. It felt... really good. I'm sorry if I... hurt you. Can I make it up to you? Would you like me to do something for you?"
Carter tried to wave her off and mumbled something like "it was my pleasure", but it was barely even words.
Fluttershy snorted in amusement before she resumed watching him in silence. Then she hummed as though she had just noticed something. "Oh, what is this?" she asked playfully.
The man honked feebly and raised his head just enough to see what she was talking about. Then it was his turn to blush. There was a tent in his pants. Carter hadn't even realized he was hard, but now that he did, his cock ached.
The mare gingerly stepped forward with a mischievous smirk. Slowly, she raised a hoof and hovered it over his crotch. Her eyes met his. "On second thought, I think I just found a way," she said suggestively.
Carter huffed once. "Would... you?" he pleaded weakly.
In an instant Fluttershy's lustful gaze softened and she replied with loving sincerity. "Of course." And that was it. The mare went to work.
With practiced ease the towering pony undid the button and pulled his zipper down. The man tried to help as she carefully slipped his pants off, but his efforts amounted to little more than fish-like flopping, so he gave up and simply let her do it. In no time the only barrier left was his boxers. But with a single tug of her hoof Fluttershy tore those off too. Carter's shaft immediately jumped to full mast. The man groaned with need, barely able to move.
The mare gently placed a hoof on his chest, holding him down, while she lowered her muzzle. She brushed his cock with her nose as she inhaled his musk. He moaned. Her lips parted and her massive tongue lapped up his rod like he was a little popsicle. He squealed. She giggled. Then she took him into her mouth.
With strength he didn't know he still had, Carter impulsively lurched upward, but Fluttershy's broad hoof kept him restrained. Which was good because he immediately regretted it as pain flared across his body. He growled at the sudden agony. The mare raised a worried brow. Then she began to suck. He squirmed as the pleasure quickly overwhelmed his various aches. She sighed, relieved to see her performance was helping. The man wasn't even sure what noises he was making.
Carter always did feel a touch of real shame for how small he was compared to a proper stallion, yet Fluttershy never complained. And right now the only thing that mattered was her relentless assault on his cock. The mare's tongue skillfully danced around and around. Up and down she bobbed her head. She readily slobbered all over his rod. Occasionally she even ran her teeth along his skin. To summarize his experience: it was the best blowjob of his life. There was no way he could last against this treatment. Not that he was supposed to.
Carter gasped and spasmed as he came. For a moment he thought he might even blackout too. Then his body was spent and he fell limp. Sweaty and exhausted, the man was done.
Fluttershy's hoof tenderly stroked his chest. He barely managed to meet her eyes. The man was breathing too heavily to say anything. So he patted her hoof as a sign he would be fine.
The mare smiled. "Don't fall asleep yet," she warned him. "Let me clean you off and get you a blanket first."
With that the huge butter yellow pegasus rushed away to find a towel and a blanket. It looked like Carter wouldn't be doing his share of the evening chores today. Or tomorrow. Or for the next few days...
The End