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He couldn’t quite put his finger on it ... but something about the world seemed wrong to Shining Armor. He just couldn’t shake that feeling. He was still an anthro stallion just like he’d ... always been? Yes. Of course he was. His whole life he’d been an anthro pony, just like all stallions. And all the girls had always been human. Duh. That was as basic as the difference between girls and boys. Everybody knew that. And of course he’d always interacted with girl by using icons and looking at their progress bars. How else would you? But then ... why didn’t he understand how to do that? It didn’t seem to make sense. And it always left him with a nagging sense that something wasn’t right. That maybe a lot of things weren’t right. But it had always been like that. Maybe that’s why he’d always heard that girls were complicated and difficult to understand? Yeah ... that made sense. Probably.
Anyway, he had better things to do! Just up ahead, down the hall and to the right, would be Dean Cadance’s office. His girlfriend and, if things worked out just right ... maybe soon his fiancée! After all, the two of them had a big date coming up tonight. And, secretly, he had a ring in his pocket.
When he opened the door to her office, he was lucky enough to find her alone inside. Cadance looked up from her desk with a smile ... and the familiar but not familiar icons popped into existence next to her, as well as a progress bar over her head. The progress bar was mostly red, but had a bit of green at the edge ... which seemed to go up a bit just from him walking in.
“Cadance, honey – how have you been? How was your day?”
She just giggled and blushed a bit. At least she seemed happy to see him. He wasn’t sure why he expected her to talk, anyway. He couldn’t ever remember any girl talking...
And yet, those icons ... what were they supposed to do? There was a peach, a bouquet of flowers, and some sort of vegetable. He thought about pointing at one ... but then again, what if he messed it up? Today had to go just right. The last thing he wanted was to give her any sudden new reason to say no! Somewhere, a vague and fuzzy memory rankled: He’d been much bigger and taller than he was now, also trying to romance his girlfriend ... but that time, someone else had been pointing to the icons, helping him out. His ... sister? But no, that didn’t make any sense at all. Nobody could help you choose icons – you had to do that yourself. And everybody knew that girls couldn’t do that... So strange. Why was he having such weird thoughts lately? Was it because he was nervous about tonight?
Suddenly, he realized he’d been getting lost in thought. He shook it off. Luckily, it didn’t seem like Cadance minded. She was still staring upward and smiling lovingly.
“So, um... We’re still on for our date tonight, aren’t we?” He smiled back.
Cadance giggled a little, ending almost with a coo. Well, she did seem happy about it, so the date was probably still on. And that was good. Even better – he was pretty sure it was better – the progress bar over her head was starting to get a little bit more green and less red.
The more he chatted with her, the more that bar filled up – almost halfway by the end. And, of course, she never actually said anything in response. She’d giggle or make little happy, loving noises. He was tempted to try one of the icons ... but he just couldn’t risk it. What if that did something terrible, and then she hated him? She’d definitely say no ... if she even showed up to the date at all!
But, anyway, at least he’d confirmed everything. Dinner at the fancy French place in town, reservations at seven ... and she’d just smiled and nodded. He was pretty sure that meant she’d be there ... right?
Still, he couldn’t quite shake the feeling that something was awfully wrong about all of this.
But whatever. Time to make sure it was a truly memorable date! Hm... how about some flowers...?
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By all accounts, the Floral Trio flower shop was the best in town, which is why Shining headed there right after talking to Cadance. And flowers were the best way to make things really romantic, right? It made him think of that flower icon that had been next to Cadance before. Maybe he should have tried it? Maybe he would, later tonight, once he actually had flowers.
It was only a small shop in the middle of a strip mall, but they’d made it look very nice on the outside, with bright racks of flowers in the window and a cheery, rustic décor.
A little bell chimed as he opened the door ... and he found that it must have been a slow day in the flower shop, because he was the only customer. The only other ones there were the three girls behind the counter.
It seemed a little excessive to have three of them there just for one small shop, but who was he to question it? They certainly knew their flowers better than he did! He’d actually gone to school with these three: Daisy, Lily Valley, and Roseluck. They might have a tendency to be over-dramatic at times, but they were extremely talented at growing flowers and had an uncanny knack to knowing just the perfect ones for the occasion. Or, at least, so he’d heard.
At some level, for some strange reason, he’d expected to hear a cheery greeting or something from the three girls. But of course not. That wasn’t what girls did. Instead, they behaved much more normally. This was normal, right? Each of the three smiled at him from behind the counter; icons appeared next to them, and progress bars over their heads.
Huh... There was a lot more green in those progress bars than he’d been expecting for girls he barely even knew. Oh well, maybe they’d give him a discount or something.
“Hi, girls,” he said, “I’m planning a big date with Cadance tonight, so I’m hoping to find a small bouquet that’s romantic, but wont’ get in the way too much...”
Daisy giggled. Roseluck cooed to him. Lily twirled a lock of her hair around her finger. Each of their progress bars got slightly more green.
Right, right... Why’d he think that talking to them would work, anyway? And why couldn’t he shake the feeling that something was totally wrong?
Well, he could worry about existential stuff like that later. For now, he had a big date to prepare for.
So ... he’d have to use those icons of theirs, wouldn’t he? That was how one talked to girls, wasn’t it? He wished he had more practice at it ... and briefly wondered why he didn’t. But come on! He couldn’t just stand here thinking about stuff! What about those icons? All three girls had identical sets: a gift-wrapped box, kissing lips, or flowers.
Okay, this was an obvious one, right? He wanted flowers, so he pointed to the icon with the flowers.
It did not work the way he’d expected. As soon as he’d pointed at the three icons, three roses appeared in his hand. A red one, a pink one, and a yellow one. Acting on the strange impulse that suddenly overcame him, he gave the red one to Roseluck, the pink one to Daisy, and the yellow one to Lily. Wait ... why had he done that? He was here to get flowers, not to give flowers!
The three girls giggled and smiled cutely. But all he’d really accomplished was to make each of their progress bars go greener. Each of them was about three quarters green now.
So then ... what? Which of these icons would get them to sell some flowers?
Again, all three had matching icons floating in the air next to them ... but there was no longer any option for flowers. Neither was there any option for money, which is what he’d thought he should probably try next. Instead, he had a choice of: melons, eggplant, or peach.
Huh? This was a flower shop, not a fruit stand!
But he obviously had to pick something, or they’d just stay there, giggling and smiling and waiting for him to make his choice. Because that’s what girls ... always did? Right? Yeah. He certainly couldn’t remember any girl ever doing anything else. Well ... if he was ever going to figure out how to interact with girls properly, he’d better get in some practice, right? What’s the worst that could happen – they’d refuse to sell him any flowers? He’d need to figure this kind of stuff out before his date with Cadance, so it was time to experiment a little!
On a whim, he pointed at the uppermost icon for all three girls: melons. Just to find out what would happen.
Roseluck unbuttoned her blouse. Lily lifted her tight-fitting top and her bra along with it. And Daisy pulled the front of her sundress up, showing everything from her red panties to her breasts ... and she hadn’t been wearing a bra at all. Very soon, neither were the other two. All three of them smiled cheerfully at him, while exposing themselves proudly. Roseluck’s were the smallest, with deep red puffy nipples standing up proudly from her small, triangular-shaped breasts. Daisy’s were huge, so pillowy-soft and bouncy looking, and her wide pink nipples were almost invisible against her slightly lighter pink skin. And Lily’s magenta-pink titties were probably his favorite of the bunch – only slightly smaller than Daisy’s, but wonderfully perky and round, jutting from her chest as if they wanted to meet him halfway, and she actually had freckles ... her tiny reddish nipples could almost be mistaken for big freckles themselves...
He’d stared for long moments before he even realized what he was doing. Long enough for his equine cock to swell and become quite uncomfortable in his pants. After all, what stallion could see three lovely girls like this flashing right in front of him and not look?
But wait... None of them were Cadance... What if Cadance saw him like this with these three girls, she’d think he was cheating on her. Wait! Was this cheating on her? But he hadn’t asked them to do this! Or had he? He’d pointed at the icon, hadn’t he?
One of the girls – Roseluck, maybe? – giggled at him, causing him to look back up at the three of them. All three were still exposing themselves, with big smiles and hardening nipples.
In a panic over what Cadance might think – and what he might do if he didn’t stop himself – he tried pointing at a different icon ... without looking at them.
As it turned out, that was a bad choice. What the heck had he pointed at? Whatever it was, it caused all three of them to come around the counter toward him and get down on their knees. Roseluck and Lily still had their tits exposed, though Daisy had let her sundress fall back down more or less into place. As soon as they got down on their knees in front of them they reached for his pants, unbuttoning them and pulling his cock out.
Could he help it that he’d gotten a little bit hard and slipped out of his sheath? Any stallion would, when presented with three beautiful girls flashing him! But when Roseluck took hold of his cock and pointed it toward Daisy’s open mouth, he knew this had gone way, way too far – this was definitely cheating territory!
Pushing the three amorous flower girls away from him, Shining turned and ran from the flower shop. The bell chimed again as he burst out through the door, his heart pounding. Quickly, he stuffed his still-growing cock back into his pants and did his best to button them back up.
Okay, good... Nobody seemed to have seen him coming out of the shop. Would the girls stay like that for the next customer? Who knew. He only knew he needed to get out of there ... and fast!
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After the events at the flower shop, Shining had spent most of the day at home. He didn’t really trust himself trying to interact with girls now, and everything still felt weird. Did that mean he was getting depressed? That was a symptom of depression, right? At least his sister had been away at school, staying late, so he didn’t have to try and interact with her... He wasn’t sure if he could have handled that at all. Not in the state he was in now...
Well, mental breakdown or not, he was not going to miss his date with Cadance!
Which is why he was now on the sidewalk just outside the fancy French place in town, waiting for her. He wasn’t really sure how she’d get here, actually. He hadn’t seen any girls do much of anything without their icons being pointed at, now that he thought about it. But they must have some way of getting things done. Or else, how would they get anything done? What would Twilight be doing so late at school, anyway? Wait... What if some other stallion was pointing at Twiley’s icons? The very thought of it suddenly filled him with a jealous anger that—
That evaporated immediately once he saw Cadance coming around the corner and coming toward him. Let Twilight have her own fun at school, whatever it might be that she was doing there. From the moment he laid eyes on Cadance, the only thing in the world that mattered was her.
She must have had time to go home and change after work, because she’d eschewed her usual blue blazer and narrow skirt, instead wearing a stunning short red dress that flared out just below her swaying hips. It wasn’t quite a slutty cocktail party dress or anything – it showed only the slightest hint of cleavage, and even had shoulder-length sleeves – but where it did show off her lovely pink skin, it did so wonderfully, complimented perfectly by the deep red of the dress. And had she done something new with her hair? Yes, definitely! She’d put some of it into some kind of complicated braid along the back, interweaving the different colors into an intricate pattern.
Wow ... and to think he’d been worried about whether she’d even show up at all. No – clearly, she’d put a lot of thought and effort into their date, at least as much as he had. He should have known better. He should have known that no matter if the world felt wrong or not, Cadance always loved him just as much as he loved her.
He ran up to her, meeting her halfway. “Cadance, you came!”
She smiled, giggled, nodded. Almost like some part of her was trying to respond, to reassure him that she loved him and she wouldn’t miss it for the world. Though of course that was crazy – everybody knew that girls never talked. Only stallions could talk like that ... right?
Still, it made him so happy to see that hint of approval and reassurance, he completely ignored her icons and just went right in for a tight embrace and a passionate kiss.
Only ... it wasn’t actually all that passionate, really. Cadance didn’t actually respond to it at all ... which made things super-weird. She didn’t even press her lips out against his – she just kept smiling. Right, of course. He should have known better. He should have known he’d have to use her icons.
At least this time it made sense. There was a kissing lips icon right next to her. Quickly, he pointed at it.
This time, it was a proper kiss! Cadance wrapped one arm around his back and held his cheek with the other, pulling in close and enthusiastically reciprocating this time. She moaned slightly against his lips and pressed her body tightly against him, putting on quite the display for anybody out on the street who might be looking. Was it possible that the first, failed kiss had made her want it even more?
Shining didn’t care who might be looking. Let them stare. Let them be offended about it. All he wanted was Cadance, Cadance, and more Cadance! Being alone all day had been a bit lonely, and it was all coming out now that he finally had his dear Cadance with him again. And she didn’t seem any more interested in ending the kiss than he was!
Though, of course, they did have to breathe eventually. And he’d have to actually go on with the date if he was going to put that ring in his pocket to good use...
He led Cadance into the restaurant by the hand, and she followed along happily ... almost giddily. Her high heels barely even seemed to touch the floor as she skipped along next to him.
And, thankfully, the host or receptionist or whatever he was called was a stallion, which made claiming their reservation a simple and easy request. He had no idea how he’d go about communicating ‘We have a reservation under the name Armor’ in the form of pointing at icons ... and after what happened at the flower shop earlier today, he did not want to try his luck at it with Cadance right there next to him!
Had romance always been this difficult? It still really seemed like something was wrong with the whole world...
Once at the table, Cadance didn’t exactly hold up much of the conversation herself, of course. But she did giggle happily at almost anything he said, which was nice. And the bar over her head was getting more green, so that must mean he was doing things right ... right?
His luck ran out, though, when the waitress came. Because she was a girl. She came up to their table just like a waitress normally would ... though most waitresses didn’t wear almost-fetishistic French maid outfits. But when she arrived at their table, instead of asking them what they’d like to drink or anything, she just stood there and smiled. A bar appeared over her head as well, and icons next to her.
“So, um, can we just start off with water at first?” he said. “I think we’ll save the champagne for later.”
The waitress just giggled and smiled back at him.
Great... So it looked like he was going to have to figure out this icon stuff after all ... right in front of Cadance. Please oh please do the right thing this time! He surveyed the three options: A peach, a flower bouquet, and a kitten. Hmm... He really wasn’t sure. Which wasn’t good, considering how high the stakes were for tonight going well. But at least the peach was food-related, right? He certainly didn’t want to give the waitress flowers – that would be entirely inappropriate! And he had no idea what the kitty might mean. So it had to be peach, right? It probably meant something about a fruit-based appetizer dish ... right?
Well, he had to pick something. So he went with what he figured was the best choice. The right choice.
It was not the right choice. As soon as he pointed at the peach icon, the waitress spun around and bent over. She didn’t stop at that, either. Right in front of Shining’s horrified eyes, she pulled her lace-trimmed skirt up and pulled her tiny white lace panties down. He was left staring at her bare ass and pussy as she slowly and happily swayed it in front of him. With her light orange skin tone, it actually did kind of look like a peach... Oh crap! Was she already dripping? How could she be wet already? This was so wrong! He didn’t even know her!
Worst of all, though, was that Cadance was watching. When Shining tore his eyes away from the waitress’s clean-shaven little slit, he saw that Cadance was no longer giggling and smiling, and her progress bar was starting to go back down, becoming more red instead of green.
No! He had to put a stop to this! It was all going wrong!
Quickly, he pointed at the kitty icon instead. That had to be the one! He already knew what the flower icon did, and that wasn’t what he wanted. So the third one must have been the right one all along. He should have known it would be the cute little kitty cat! He was just having no luck at all with these food based ones!
To his horror, the kitty icon absolutely did not make things better. It made them far worse. The waitress came right up to him, unzipped his pants, and before he could get over his shock at what she was doing, she sat on his lap, guiding his cock with her hand. Guiding it ... into her!
Shining could only make a confused gurgling sound as the waitress happily bounced on his lap, her progress bar going higher and higher ... as he struggled to wrap his head around the fact that he was now inside the waitress, fucking her right in front of his girlfriend.
Oh no! Cadance! His eyes shot up to her ... though he had to look past the bouncing waitress to do so. Yeah. Things were bad. She had her arms folded over her chest, and she was practically scowling at him. And her progress bar was going down fast.
Okay, this was way past pointing at icons! Acting in urgent need, he lifted the waitress up with all his might and shoved her away ... right into another table, where she crashed down into somebody’s main course, her panties still around her ankles. Momentarily, he felt a little bad about that, but the waitress only giggled about it – her progress bar was still quite high. And she’d plowed into a table of two women, who only giggled back at her. He sighed. He’d never understand girls, would he?
Cadance, though ... yikes! Her progress bar was almost all red ... and the red was flashing. He’d never seen that before, but it definitely couldn’t be a good sign!
He apologized to Cadance profusely, of course, and tried to explain as well as he could ... even as he was tucking his still-wet and still-hard cock back into his pants. But, while the talking seemed to help, it only helped a little. The green in her progress bar only went up slightly, and the red part was still flashing. Uh-oh ... it looked like he’d have to use icons again if he was going to save his relationship with her ... if it was even possible to save his relationship with her anymore at this point.
One of her three icons was the bouquet of flowers. That was safe, right? He knew what that one meant. And he had intended to bring her flowers for this date, hadn’t he? So he pointed at the flower icon.
Instantly, a beautiful bouquet of flowers appeared in his hand, and he presented them to Cadance as an apology ... as a romantic apology? He hoped so...
It did wonders! Cadance’s frown faded as she took the flowers, and the red part of her progress bar stopped flashing. The green part grew to almost a third of the bar ... and she even smiled a little. Wow! Finally, something had gone right after pointing at one of those icons! Was he starting to figure this stuff out now? It still didn’t seem to make much sense, though. If everybody – or at least every stallion – could make flowers appear by just pointing at an icon ... then why did the flower shop even exist? The nonsensical strangeness of things like that rankled somewhere in the back of his head. But the important thing was that Cadance was happy! Or, at least she seemed less angry at him than before.
Hey, wait! Where had the flowers gone? Where’d she put them? Somehow, they’d disappeared as quickly as they’d appeared. It’s not like Cadance had anywhere to hide them. She hadn’t even been carrying a purse, and that dress of hers certainly didn’t have any pockets...
Whatever. He shook his head. He had to stop worrying about this little stuff and focus on what mattered tonight – Cadance! She still had the same three icons as before, so he tried the flowers again.
Well, it didn’t work nearly as well as the first time. She smiled as she took another, different bouquet, but her progress bar only went up slightly when she did so. Hmm... So doing the same thing over and over again wasn’t going to be very effective. He was going to have to try something more complicated than that. Something new, not his tried-and-true flower icon. What he chose next could make or break the entire date...
So ... what were his options? Things had certainly gotten a bit more complicated now. The flower icon was still there, but he knew better this time. The other two were pairs of icons, though, which he couldn’t recall having any experience with before at all! His choice was now between ‘kissing lips and eggplant’ and ‘flashlight, kitten’. Not an easy choice... He’d already had disastrous effects from a kitten-related icon just moments ago ... but he still remembered what had happened when he pointed at an eggplant in the florists’ shop, too. At any rate, these paired icons might mean something completely different than a single one. And he had a fifty/fifty shot at getting it right, didn’t he? He knew it wouldn’t be the flowers again.
Okay... Flashlight kitten! Everybody liked kittens, right?
As soon as he pointed at it, Cadance stood up. Oh no! Was she getting up to leave the restaurant?
No... Not at all. She got up so that she could lift the front of her dress up, exposing her matching red panties ... and then pulling those panties to the side to show him her pussy. He’d seen it before, of course, but it was always a dazzling sight! She kept her pert pink lips perfectly shaven, but let a small, trimmed patch of fluff remain just above them, in the same lavender, magenta, and yellow as her hair. The sight of her baring her most secret treasure for him always took his breath away.
But not for long this time, though. This time, he quickly got his breath back and whisper-shouted at her: “Cadance! We’re in public! You can’t do that here!”
As always, his words only resulted in a slight giggle. Cadance still stood there, pussy bared for everybody in the restaurant to see, smiling knowingly at him. Well, at least her progress bar had gone greener. She seemed to be happy doing this.
It also seemed that he’d have to use icons to rectify the situation, not words. Of course he would. Any stallion should know that. Why was he so bad at dealing with girls? Okay, well, she had three new icons now. Which one would help her understand the privacy problem? Well, there was an icon of a finger pointing at a kitten... If ‘flashlight, kitten’ had gotten her showing off like this, then maybe pointing at the kitten would draw her attention to the problem. It made sense.
Nothing in the world made sense anymore! When he tried the ‘pointing at kitten’ icon, he was immediately drawn toward her, without understanding why and already apprehending that he must have chosen the wrong one. His hand seemed to move all on its own. Of course he was doing it, making it happen ... he just didn’t understand why he was doing it. But surely, inevitably, he came up to Cadance ... and then reached down under her lifted skirt.
Cadance moaned when he started fingering her pussy, and the heated look in her eyes would have absolutely melted him if he hadn’t been so worried about everyone watching the two of them. Even despite that, though, the silky-smooth softness of her pussy lips against his hand was enough to take the edge off his worries. Sure, the situation was getting worse ... but if his girlfriend’s pussy was in his hand – and his hand was in his girlfriend’s pussy – then nothing could be that bad. He let her breathing and her moans guide him to her pleasure even as he tried to focus on enjoying the feeling of slick wetness. At least her bar was going up now, and pretty quickly, too!
And, despite all odds, he thought he might be starting to figure out this icon stuff... Next to Cadance, there was an icon with three pictures on it – a kitten, a hand, and an outstretched tongue. Even if he didn’t fully understand this stuff yet, he was pretty sure he could figure that one out ... and it wouldn’t hurt to build on his success, would it?
No, no. He certainly wasn’t letting his libido do the thinking for him! Okay, maybe a little. Seeing Cadance even a little bit naked always had that effect on him. That he was sure of. It was like an unchangeable fact of the universe.
Pointing at that triple icon did exactly what he was expecting it to. For once. As soon as he pointed at it, he dropped down onto his knees and started licking at her lips and clit. And his finger, benefiting from the lower angle, was able to press up deep inside her, curling forward to hit that spot he knew she loved so much.
How had things come to this? He had not expected his girlfriend’s pussy to be on the menu when he came to this restaurant, but he wasn’t about to complain about it now! She was better than any fancy food could possibly be!
Her progress bar went higher and higher as he worked, being sure to hit just the spots she liked most. Leaning against the table for support, she held his horn in her hand, using it to guide his whole head. He couldn’t remember her doing that before, but it seemed so perfectly natural, and he loved letting her use him like this. Driving her closer and closer toward her progress bar being fully green...
When the last little bit of red finally disappeared from her progress bar, Cadance cried out in ecstasy. Her progress bar flashed green over and over again as she came – her pussy squeezed down hard around his finger, and with his head still locked in place by her tight grip around his horn, her juices splattered all over his muzzle, too.
He wouldn’t have had it any other way! He gleefully kept licking and rubbing her throughout her orgasm, helping to draw it out and make it last as long as possible. His cock throbbed needily in his pants, as if wishing it could be there too, also making her feel good.
Well, actually maybe not quite in his pants. He hadn’t managed to close his pants fully. And, horsecocks being horsecocks, it wasn’t easy to contain in the first place. It was actually jutting right out of his pants at the moment...
His face still dripping, Shining glanced around the restaurant. He’d expected to see horrified faces staring back at him. For some reason. But actually... Actually, not. Not at all. Nobody in the restaurant seemed to notice or care what he and Cadance were doing. Most were just going about their dinner as usual, with only the occasional glance. At the next table over, another stallion was getting his cock sucked – quite enthusiastically – by the same waitress Shining had pushed away.
That feeling again ... that something was very very wrong with the world...
Shining shook off the feeling. He wouldn’t allow himself to get all depressed or anything. Not now! Not with his girlfriend’s sweet juices still dripping from his lips. If nobody minded them having fun in the middle of this fancy restaurant, then why not enjoy it? After all, Cadance had some very interesting new icons next to her now...
And he wasn’t even worried about which one to pick anymore. Grinning to himself – and wiping his lips a little – he resolved to try all three, in order!
First up, two melons, on either side of an eggplant.
Cadance pushed him up against the side of the table, making silverware rattle against plates. She grabbed the waistband of his pants and pulled them down with her as she got down on her knees.
Shining was left breathless and trembling in anticipation as he watched his gorgeous girlfriend getting down there in front of him. But she didn’t start sucking him off. Instead, she pulled the sleeves of her dress down off of her shoulders, baring her lovely pink breasts. She hadn’t been wearing a bra. Holding each of them in her hands – they were quite a handful, as he well knew – she pressed them against either side of his cock and started stroking him.
He stared down at her in open-mouthed amazement. They’d been together plenty of times, sure, but this was something they’d never actually tried together. And maybe it was only because he was so pent-up with anticipation, but he really liked it! Her breasts were so soft sliding against his shaft, and Cadance seemed to already know just the perfect pace to drive him crazy with need...
A need for...
That next icon. The kitten and eggplant! He was pretty sure he knew what that meant by now, and he needed it more than ever!
Yep! As soon as he pointed at that icon, Cadance stood back up. With a secret little smile just for him, she reached behind herself and unfastened the back of her dress. It fell to the floor, leaving there standing in front of him and everyone else in nothing but those tiny red panties ... which soon joined the dress on the floor. Cadance swiped the table clean of plates and silverware, sending it clattering to the floor – luckily nothing broke – and even then nobody seemed to care very much. A few looked somewhat annoyed by the noise of it all. But nobody seemed too concerned about how she was bending herself over the table and sticking her ass out toward him.
Shining’s cock throbbed harder than ever. He shucked his pants off as quickly as he could, and he didn’t even bother with his dress shirt and tie. Who cared if they got a little messy? He was way beyond worrying about that kind of stuff!
All that mattered was Cadance’s slick and dripping pussy lips, the smooth softness of her skin as he grabbed her by the waist, and his big pale pink horsecock getting lined up behind her. He had some vague memory that he’d intended to propose to her in this restaurant, not bend her over the table and fuck her ... but any thoughts of doing anything else vanished when she looked back over her shoulder at him and licked her lips.
Completely unable to control himself now, Shining pressed forward, pushing the flattened tip of his cock against Cadance’s pussy lips. There was resistance at first. Of course an anthro stallion’s horsecock was going to be awfully big for a girl’s pussy. But that was just how the world worked. He knew he’d been with her many times before, so it had to be possible for it to fit, didn’t it?
And, yeah. When he pushed hard enough and Cadance shoved herself back against him, the resistance of her tight entrance finally gave way, allowing the tip of his cock to squeeze into her.
So good. It just felt right, sliding into Cadance’s pussy. It was where he was always meant to be. Like a warm, welcoming hug for his cock. Once the tip was in, the rest went pretty easily. He slid himself into her almost all the way up to his medial ring before he ever even pulled back in the slightest. And after just a couple more thrusts, he’d completely bottomed out inside her, making her yelp out loud and quiver against the table.
Wow! That must have been pretty intense. He still had plenty of length left to give, but Cadance just had no more room for it inside her – she was already stretched out pretty tightly as it was! That was a little odd ... he was almost sure he could remember the feeling of fully hilting himself in her pussy in the past... Had she gotten tighter, or had he gotten bigger? Well, it didn’t matter. He’d work with what he had! After all, it already felt amazingly good – so hot and wet inside, more than making up for the intensely tight squeeze.
He was sure to be careful when he resumed thrusting inside her again, though. He’d heard – somehow – about how sensitive and uncomfortable it could be to have something like that battering the entrance of a girl’s womb, and he’d never want to do that to Cadance – so he was sure never to go too deep, even as he began to pick up the pace and go faster.
Cadance’s moans and the slick squishing sounds of her pussy rippling over the veins of his cock filled the restaurant, overwhelming the usual chatter and clatter of the other diners. Their table rocked back and forth with each thrust, adding its own slamming note as the table legs hit the floor over and over. Shining grit his teeth and shuddered, trying to hold back as long as he could, trying to draw this out and enjoy it more ... though it wasn’t easy after how worked up Cadance had already gotten him with her tits.
And it turned out to be a very good thing he’d kept himself going. Because soon, Cadance’s all-green progress bar started flashing again, pulsing in perfect sync with her pussy squeezing around his cock.
It wasn’t easy, but he held back even through that, slowly sliding his shaft in and out of her even as she clenched down on him from inside. Because there was one more icon he wanted to try: the last one that still hovered next to her. A pair of tennis balls.
Not yet, though. He gave her a few moments to ride out the entirety of her orgasm, savoring the feeling of her plush insides squeezing against him as he slowly churned his cock in and out of her. Her whole body trembled and spasmed a little; he ran his hands soothingly up and down her bare back, hoping it would help calm that down ... if she even wanted it calmed down?
When she finally caught her breath and looked back up at him again, it was with an incredibly happy dumb smile, with her tongue even hanging out a little bit. She was slightly cross-eyed.
Okay, yeah. He was pretty sure that meant he’d done a great job. If the juices slowly dripping down his legs and over the table weren’t enough of a hint. And now for his little reward...
Grinning back at her, he pointed at that tennis ball icon.
Cadance giggled a little happily, and then went right to it. Just like he was hoping for, it meant giving a little attention to his balls. He’d always been a sucker for that. She squeezed her arm underneath herself and reached down between her legs, and he soon felt her delicate little hand teasing and tickling his big equine balls. Each nut was more than enough to fill her entire hand, but the expert way she cupped and rubbed them all over made her more than capable of tending to every last little bit of them, even as he started slowly thrusting into her again.
Her job got easier as his balls began to clench up tight ... or maybe it wasn’t easier, because the flaring head of his cock stretching her out deep inside made her moan and squirm. Either way, she kept at it, still adding that extra layer of stimulation that was sure to drive him over the edge soon. Still with the occasional green pulse of her progress bar. Was she still having aftershocks? She was always so good to him...
It took only a few more moments. His hands gripped hard around her ass as he pushed himself in one final time, mashing his broad-flared tip against Cadance’s waiting womb. Her hand kept working and massaging his nuts, as if trying to milk as much out of them as she possibly could. And it worked. Shining shuddered as the first monumental gush of cum shot out of him. His legs trembled; he was barely able to keep standing. Only the sheer instinct to pump his load as deeply as possible kept him in place. A seemingly endless succession of thick streams poured straight into Cadance, quickly overflowing her and squirting back at him, adding to the gooey mess dripping down, including over her hand ... but he just kept going and going like there was no end.
Eventually, though, it did end, of course. It ended with him slumped over Cadance, still inside her, his cum drooling out between them onto the table and the restaurant floor. A passing waiter harrumphed about the mess, but otherwise nobody seemed to notice much.
Turning back to Cadance, he nudged himself forward and kissed her from the side. She cooed happily as his cock finally slid out of her, releasing a fresh deluge onto the floor.
It still felt like the world was very very weird for some reason ... but right now, in the moment ... he thought maybe he could really get used to this...
Princess Twilight eyed the mirror portal suspiciously and jotted down a few more notes. She didn’t like the look of things. She especially didn’t like how ‘innocent’ Discord was trying to act. “Are you sure you put everything back to normal in the human world? Because I’m still getting some weird energy readings, and I haven’t heard anything back from Sunset Shimmer yet.”
He waved a claw dismissively. “Don’t worry. I erased everyone’s memories of it, so there’s no reason she’d want to contact you and talk to you about it.”
“And you put everything back the way it was, right?”
“Of course!” He laughed nonchalantly. “Everything exactly like it was ... probably, mostly.”
Twilight’s eye twitched. “What do you mean, probably?”
“Well, when you turn an entire world into a dating simulator game, it actually involved a lot of changes – not that I’d expect anyone here to fully appreciate that – and it can be a teensy bit difficult to keep track of what was changed and what wasn’t. You know, typical worldbuilding stuff. I’m sure it will be fine.”
“Discord...” She stomped her hoof down. “Do I need to go there and check?”
He laughed. “Oh, I wouldn’t recommend that, Princess. Even I don’t know what icons it would take to make you turn around and come back...”
“Discord!”
“Oh, you’re no fun.” He sighed and hung his head low ... on a rope ... all the way to the floor. “Can we at least wait until their honeymoon? I’m sure the fans will want to see her pregnant, and I had this amazing idea about the baby being an actual pony foal!”
“What?” Twilight blinked at him. Why did dealing with Discord have to be so annoying and confusing? Probably time to go ask Fluttershy for help handling him...