MLP: Spoken with Authority (StarSiren & East)

[StarSiren]

The nagging sensation that she needed to complete a task had finally left her mind when Twilight Sparkle reached her destination. But instead of a smile and kind words, Spike greeted her with sarcastic shame. Sure, she was standing before him completely naked except for the neatly folded towel pressed against her stomach, but that was no reason for him to yell at her. She had only done as he requested!

Except now that her circumstance dawned on her... why on earth was she standing COMPLETELY NAKED in front of Spike in the bathroom?! Her whole face flushed deep pink as she scrambled to unfold the towel and cover her nudity. She had never felt so embarrassed in.. well, at least not since last month when she had used one of Starlight's spells..

"Spike! I'm sorry! Don't look!! Let me just.." Twilight fumbled around for an excuse to her behavior but quickly realized she had none. It had just seemed like a really good idea (not to mention an important one) to strip and walk in. But Spike was too worked up to listen, and he was already snapping back at her.

The towel fell from her hands (or did she deliberately drop it?) and she stopped trying to cover herself. Despite her extreme embarrassment at being seen like this, she felt the need to be shamelessly naked. In fact, her mind was made up. She would remain this way until the end of the day, no matter who was around. As if to prove her point, she shifted her weight as Spike marched towards the other side of the room and struck a distinct pinup-style pose.. one that would best accentuate her lovely features. She held it until she was certain he'd glimpsed it, then climbed into her tub.

"Look at me, I'm Twilight Sparkle and I'm soooo shameless, I might just stay like this all day." She retorted under her breath as she sunk down into the warm water. Something was making her head feel dizzy, but she chalked it up to the bath. It was truly relaxing and she hadn't de-stressed like this in a long time.

After a while of soaking, she finally began scrubbing the day away. At first she lay in the bath while washing herself under the water, but it occurred to her that she needed to prove that she was shameless... for some odd reason. So instead, she stood and lifted one leg out of the water. She placed her toes on the edge of the tub, making sure that Spike would have the best view, if he were to watch, while she began sensually lathering up and scrubbing her body.

She washed every part of herself in full view of her assistant, even turning and bending to give him the best watching angle as her hands and loofah caressed her purple skin. The smirk on her lips was in direct contrast with the embarrassment written all over her face, but she kept up the act until she was finished washing. Twilight sank into the tub to rinse everything off, then stood and stepped out. The towel was still on the floor and her eyes glanced at it.

Twilight felt compelled to leave it there, but her brain told her to dry off. It was the next step in bathing, but it would be more shameless to just drip dry while nakedly dictating that letter to Spike. But she should dry off or she might catch a cold. The two thoughts conflicted in her brain and Twilight stood motionless for a few minutes as she tried to sort herself out. Logic eventually won out over her compulsion and she lifted the towel off the floor, but once she was dry, she simply used it to wrap her hair in.

Now freshly bathed and feeling infinitely more relaxed, Twilight sauntered over to Spike. "You were right, Spike. That bath was amazing! Just what I needed to refresh my mind and really get this welcome party kicked off the right way." She flashed him a genuine smile before continuing. "Alright, please take these down. Dear Pinkie Pie: Make the deserts that you love the most and decorate the town with your favorite decorations. Maybe use those party canons you have? Dear Rarity: You always come up with the best ideas for costumes and castle decor, so go crazy and make the outfits, curtains and tablecloths you want to make. Dear Fluttershy: You know the animals better than I do, so talk to them and invite the ones you think will have the best time at the welcoming ceremony. If that means all of them, then bring them all! Dear Applejack: Changelings are still ponies so I think they'll like anything your family makes. Why not just bring some of everything? Dear Rainbow Dash: Let's make the coolest cloud formations we can think of. Provided they aren't storm clouds, of course. Dear Starlight: Remember what I said about using magic on ponies. You have to explain the spell and get their permission first."

Twilight let out a huge sigh. "I feel so clearheaded now. Thank you so much Spike! You've really helped me sort this out! Now that all the tasks are divvied up between all of us, I have some free time. What would you like to do?" She had paced while dictating, as she always did, but this time she was naked. As she finished talking, her hands massaged the towel holding her wet hair, methodically toweling her pink and navy locks off before neatly folding the towel and hanging it on the rack.

 

[east]

Was Twilight fucking with him? She had to be right? Had she found his porn stash and was now just screwing with him because she could? No that didn't fit with the Twilight he knew, the Twilight he knew was embarassed to be seen in her underwear even though they had shared the exact same room for most of his life. Ever since he was sixteen and gotten his own room that had gone double. Now she was striking pin up poses and washing herself without closing the door. Making sure that he got to see every inch of her body, it didn't make sense to the dragon.

Then there were the seven letters he had just written. When he had said just tell your friends to help, he had still expected Twilight to dictate a ton of stipulations. She had never just let them go hog wild without some unity between them. He could already see that things would clash here. Pinkies vibrant sense of colors and uproars party would hit directly against Rarities sense of refined sense of style. If he sent these as they were it would be a nightmare. And with Starlight? Wait, what did that spell she had caste on him actually do? It seemed like every suggestion no matter how sarcastic was taken as complete gospel, but that couldn't be right. He shook his head for the moment not sure what was going on.

It could have felt like a prank except for the fact that this was Twilight, her idea of a practical joke was to replace someones coke with a pepsi. Her sense of timing was awful, and she was far too easily embarased for any of this to make sense. He needed to test it, find out some way to make absolutely sure that Twilight was okay. He moved a little closer to her, placing a claw along her forehead just to check that she wasn't getting sick, and when he confirmed that wasn't the case he just shook his head for a moment. "Uh Twi? How are you feeling?"

He quickly modified all of the letters. Since the changelings feasted on positive emotions it was for the best if they all just gave the reigns to Pinkie Pie, the letters now read that Twilight was running herself ragged, and needed a few days off, Pinkie was to be put in charge of the party planning. If nothing else he could trust in her to keep everyone happy. Now he just had to deal with Twilight, and her new suddenly out of nowhere exhibitionism. It wasn't unattractive, it was just odd too see anyone in such a state, and Twilight acting like a pin up model was certainly something difficult for him to comprehend. Maybe she was a lot more overworked than he thought.

Which lead him to the next natural thought. If she needed to relax, well the spa certainly seemed like a good idea to do that at. Plus going outside would mean that she would have to get dressed... right? "Hey Twilight, it's a beautiful day out, come on we are gonna go for a walk outside. Find some place you can relax." He said nodding as he walked towards the door. He was fully expecting Twilight to excuse herself and get dressed. Knowing Twilight she would at least want to grab a book or something. "Actually you know what you should use that teleportation spell to take us to a beach." nothing was more relaxing than a beach after all.

 

[StarSiren]

A walk! That was a perfect idea! How very like Spike to always know exactly the right things to suggest. Twilight cooed with anticipation of the sunlight on her face and the breeze rustling her hair. She glanced in the standing mirror and flicked a couple wayward strands of bangs into place, smiled at herself and bounced freely to the door.
Spike stood holding it open for her as she strode out of her castle and into Ponyville.. stark naked.

The Princess of Friendship felt more at ease than she had in a long time. She felt a nagging need to find a place to relax and it occurred to her that the library was her favorite place. But libraries are inside buildings and she was outside. And naked. Very, very naked. Panic crept into her face as she turned back to look at Spike, but he was already thinking two steps ahead. As the words left his mouth, Twilight teleported the two of them from Ponyville to the famous Maretyl Beach.

The trip and the spell were unexpected, but the beach was breathtaking. Ponies from all around laid on the sand or splashed in the waves. There were lifeguard ponies to watch the water, and some of the adults were keeping a close eye on the groups of fillies playing in the tide. Further up shore there was space and fixtures for activities like roasting carrots or playing hoofball. All along the edge of the shore were street carts where every kind of vendor imaginable hawked their wares. And in the middle of all this stood an awe-struck, naked Twilight Sparkle and her dragony assistant, Spike.

"Spike.. we're at the beach.. this is not relaxing.. can we go home now?" Twilight was embarrassed to the point of being humiliated that she had been seen like this, but it didn't stop her from showing off her body to anyone who happened to look at her. There was some kind of enormous disconnect between her actions, her thoughts and her words. She didn't even know why she thought taking them to the beach was a good idea. Spike had only just mentioned it, and she'd honestly never been to an ocean beach before. Now that she was here, she had to admit it was lovely, but not at all relaxing. There were far to many ponies and not nearly enough books to read!

 

[east]

Spike thought for sure that Twilight would stop messing with him, that she would reject the idea of going for a walk, or that she would at least put on a jacket, but nope, they were out the door, and walking down the front of the stairs of the castle, before he ever had a chance to stop her, and then a teleportation spell later, they were whisked away across the world, and onto the sand of a beach. His claws could stand on lava and find it like a hot bath, but he actually had to side step on the hot sand for a moment. Blinking as he tried to figure out where they were. He had never even been to a beach before.

And wow that was a lot of ponies, this had to be the single most populated beach that he had ever seen, and Twilight had managed to put them right in the middle of the hustle and bustle of it all. He had thought for sure that she would have gotten something together, but instead she was busy showing off every angle of her body, and he had to admit that it was actually starting to get to him. Seeing Twilight exposing herself was arousing, but at the same time it wasn't her. He had no idea what was going on, up until it all clicked.

The spell that Starlight had cast on him. He thought the wording had been just that he had to have their attention, that they would listen to him. Instead it seemed if he gave a command it had to be followed. He had told Twilight to take them to a beach, so they were here. He had told Twilight to stay Naked albeit sarcastically so she never put on any clothing. He had told her to be shameless again sarcastically and was currently spreading her legs like a pin up model. That meant he had supreme power, but was it just over Twilight how far did this extend? Was it just commands. He knew Twilight was feeling exposed hell they were drawing a crowd just because of how far in the open they were. When Twilight asked if they could go home he looked at her. Panic was rising through him, if he gave the order to go home then she would find out what had happened, she would find out that he had used magic to manipulate her actions, and then she would send him away. So he needed a way to keep twilight quiet for a moment.

What he needed was a compermise something that would keep him from getting in trouble, and give him a chance to test the new limits this spell. "Twilight, you can go home for four minutes, to grab a book to read, a large blanket, my wallet, and that one large sun umbrella we keep on the patio, and bring them here." These were all items they had at home easy, by giving her a time limit he thought he would ease some of the stress of the command and give her a chance to look for everything. It was all grounded and easy, so he wanted to throw in something that would test the powers. "Once you are back here with the items, I think it's a little too bright why don't you try making night?"

It shouldn't matter how powerful Twilight was, the sun and moon were only moved by celestia, sure it had been done by unicorns in the past, but the princesses were the ones with the current talent, and they had the orbits of such things locked. He honestly respected and loved Twilight a lot, but she wasn't that powerful. The task was just impossible as she would have to move both celestial bodies without permission.

 

[StarSiren]

"Spiiiike, this is embarrassing! Please can we go home now??" Twilight whimpered as a particularly interested stallion walked right up to her and stared at her naked form. She wanted to cover herself, to hide in the sand or in the waves so no one could see the way her pink nipples grew firm under those lustful eyes or the glisten on her inner thigh as she spread her hooves apart and rocked her hips forward. She didn't want him to have a better view of her smooth pussy lips as she turned around and bent at the waist to touch her toes in the sexiest way possible, but her body was moving on it's own!

Come to think of it, why was her body moving on it's own?! She didn't want this at all, but she couldn't stop posing! It was like she had taken Spike's sarcastic comments to heart! It was like-

Something in Twilight tingled for a moment as Spike disrupted her train of thought and requested some very specific things from her. Seconds later, she had used her magic to return to her castle in Ponyville. She was immediately relieved to be back home where she could be as lewd as she wanted and no one would see her.. but she felt rushed. For some reason, there was a sense of urgency to her visit home. Visit. Why did she think that? For that matter, why was she asking Spike for permission to return home? She was an alicorn, she could just do it at any time she wanted!

Twilight's body hurried around the castle gathering the things Spike had requested while she tried to understand what was happening. She was grabbing the large umbrella when it occurred to her that a bag to carry everything in would be nice. She reached for a watermelon-colored one that was nearby on the patio, but instead of grasping it's green handle, her hand hovered in middair. It wasn't on the list. She hadn't been asked to bring it. Spike hadn't specifically said-

Before she could finish the thought, she had used her magic to teleport right back to the same beach, about 15 feet away from Spike. Still just as naked as when she had stepped out of the bath, this time Twilight Sparkle held all the items that Spike had asked for. She hadn't grabbed the bag. She wanted to, but she didn't. Something wasn't right here.

Panicked, Twilight let everything fall from her hands onto the hot sand under her bare hooves. But before she could ask Spike anything, she turned toward the sun. She needed to make it night. A handful of ways to do that ran through her mind, but they all required permission from Celestia or Luna. She hadn't been asked to get permission. She was supposed to do this herself. Twilight gulped as she slowly lifted her arms. She remembered there was a Time-travel spell in Starlight's notes, but she wasn't sure she would be able to accurately reproduce it. She'd only glanced at it one time and Starlight had never made another copy after the original vanished through a portal. But theoretically, if Twilight could bring Spike with her and fast-forward time until nightfall, then she'd be fulfilling his request.

Twilight's hands shook. This was dangerous. It was one thing to use spells she knew and had studied for ages. This spell was foreign to her, unfinished and unstudied! Her brow wrinkled as the corners of her mouth turned down into a pathetic grimace. She didn't remember the spell!!

Twilight froze, hands in the air and horn glowing. She had no way to fulfill Spike's request! She couldn't do it! Sweat began pouring from her body as she racked her brain trying to remember the spell. "No! No no I have to make it night! I HAVE to!! Ahh!!"

Twilight screamed as strands of time magic began flicking from her horn. Without permission to make it night or the ability to remember the Time-travel spell, there was absolutely nothing she could do! She fell to her knees on the hot sand, begging Spike for an alternative. "PLEASE let me ask Luna for help! I don't remember the time-travel spell! Please!! Let me ask Luna or Starlight or make me do anything else!! I.. can't do this! I don't know how!!!"

The sparkles of magic that escaped Twilight's horn ricocheted out and latched onto the first things they found. All over the beach, objects were being frozen in time as the magic built up inside Twilight. Big tears fell from her eyes, soaking and hardening the sand beneath her. As painful as it was to be the conduit for so much magic, what hurt the most was that she was unable to do what Spike wanted her to do.

 

[east]

Spike relaxed when Twilight vanished, during the time that she was gone he walked up to the man who had been leering at Twilight. "Hi." He said a more sinister grin going across his face, he had seen the man watching thinking about touching Twilight, his Twilight.

"Turn around." He watched as the other Stalion did so turning his back to spike with a confused 'wait what?' Spike looked at the man, his first instinct was to tell the man to walk into the water and not come out ever, but if this spell over rode fight or flight he could seriously kill or harm the man. Gathering his thoughts he figured out a very simple thing he could order.

"You are going to quit your job, leave your family, and move to appleloosa, and become a mime never speaking another word ever again as long as you live." The man looked at Spike horrified, but slowly walked away, his shoulders sagging as Spike relaxed, and waited for twilight to return. When she popped into existence he had to actually look for her. Why didn't she come back to him.

He had said bring them here, which implied to the area that they had been standing or even to him, but instead she was like fifteen feet away. And then she started to cast magic, and oh gods she's actually trying to do something.

He thought that the task was purely impossible, but he also underestimated the most powerful alicorn that ever existed. Panic ran through Spike as he watched her try to the point where she was causing herself pain. He rushed over and through himself on top of Twilight.

Tossing his body over Twilight he made a quiet hushing sound. "It's okay Twilight, Stop, you don't have to change the time of day. You are fine just stop using magic." He hoped that was enough He hoped that corrected the fact that Twilight was currently freezing everything in place, and he hoped that stopped the Apocalypse, and he also realized that he was holding Twilight's naked frame, his arms wrapped around her, his claws lightly touching her back as her breasts pressed against his chest.

 

[StarSiren]

The magic coursed through Twilight until she felt like she might be ripped in two. There was no way she could do this, but she had to try! And then in an instant, her bare back was pushing into the sun-soaked sand with the added weight of one concerned dragon. His claws scraped her purple skin and her pert, pink nipples teased his soft underbelly. She stared at his scaly face with tear-blurred vision, terrified of what she might do, when he demanded she stop.

Twilight's eyes closed as the magic within her pulled back and tucked itself away somewhere inside her mind. Her horn stopped glowing and the bits of far-flung magic dissipated. The pain wracking her body subsided until Spike's comforting embrace and the scorching sand were all she could feel. When it was over, she exhaled with relief and slowly opened her eyes.

Twilight gazed into the eyes of her rescuer and she was overcome with gratitude. Spike had saved her. He had stopped her from causing a terrible catastrophe and saved her from destroying herself or the world with her magic. Her body reacted, as arms wound tight around Spike's scaly body. She wrapped him in a tight hug, pulling his chest against hers and squishing her plush mounds into him. Her lips found his accidentally once their heads were close and the kiss that was meant for Spike's cheek landed on his mouth instead. Her whole body seemed grateful, as the force of the hug caused her back to arch, allowing Spike's pelvis to naturally rub against Twilight's unprotected but slippery mound.

"Thank you Spike! I don't know what I would have done! I don't know what's wrong with me! Please, help me! I'm thinking thoughts that aren't my own, I'm casting magic without realizing it, and I have no idea what's happening to me!" Her voice was laced with panic, but she held Spike close as she freaked out. He was her first true friend and he was the only pony she even knew at this beach! Plus, he'd been there for most of the times that her magic had gone off the deep end, so he'd seen the crazy things she'd done. Thank goodness he'd told her to stop or else she..

Something clicked in Twilight's brain. He told her to stop, and she STOPPED. That.. wasn't normal. In fact, thinking about the incidents of the day, each time he'd asked her to do something, she had just done it. It didnt matter how ridiculous or impossible the task had seemed, she'd done it or tried to do it without even realizing it. Almost as if she had been compelled somehow to do these things.

Twilight gulped. What was going on? She pulled back and looked once more at Spike, this time less ecstatic and more fearful. "Spike, what's going on? I feel like I'm just doing everything you ask me to do. That's.. not normal. Do you know what's happening?" She had no idea if Spike had a clue either, but she needed to ask. Even if he didn't know why, maybe he'd have some sort of inkling as to why this was happening to them. After all, he seemed just as freaked out as she did.

 

[east]

The embrace had started platonic but Twilights actions of pressing her body against his, he had never really noticed her breasts before, but as they were planted up against his chest it was hard to ignore the curves of her body. The fact that she was crying and on the verge of panic didn't really disuade him from having selfish thoughts about her, which really made him regret being a dragon for a moment. What was that old poem about the dragons greed?

He shook his head trying to forget that his kind were natural when it came to self destruction and that everything he was doing to Twilight was against her will, even as she told him that she knew she was having thoughts that weren't her own. When she asked him what happening he looked at her, looking into her fearing eyes, and gently pulled away from her hug. He kicked at the ground what exactly was he supposed to say.

He brought a claw to his face. This was probably the worst thing he had ever done to a person and he was just trying to think of a way out. His mind was coming up with a few ideas, but despite having been with Twilight and helping her study for years he really had no inclination about magic or how it worked. A moment of anger reached his voice as his mind hit a wall and he just threw up his arms. "Oh fuck me, Twilight! I'm sorry."

He paced for a moment not even really thinking about the words he had just used they were more out of frustration than anything else. "I just wanted you to listen to me, you kept asking Starlight to help, and I was always over to the side. I was being replaced! and so... I just kind of asked for a bit of help, a spell or something something that would make you pay attention to me. I just wanted you to say that I was still useful to you."

"I had no idea that it would make you do like everything I said. Even the clearly sarcastic shit, you know I'm bad at this."

 

[StarSiren]

As he spoke, a strange sensation came over Twilight. She fought against the sudden urge to fuck herself silly on Spike's rock hard cock. Why was that even coming to her mind right now? He was apologizing.. for something.. and.. She moaned, shocked at how erotic it came out sounding. The only thoughts pervading her mind were those of debauchery and impropriety.
How was this possible?! She hadn't even gone that far with Flash Sentry yet, and here she was dying to manhandle Spike into her virgin hole. She gulped, blinked several times and tried to wish the thought away, but the more she resisted, the worse her body felt. She began to sweat and shake as tears formed in her eyes. It probably looked like she was just really sad about whatever Spike was trying to tell her, but she'd long lost the ability to concentrate on those words.

Instead, she did the only thing she could. She gave in. Twilight rolled to a kneeling position, then flopped onto all fours and crawled over to Spike. There was a seductive wiggle to her shapely ass as she wormed her way to her friend. She needed eye contact, so her violet eyes looked up at the dragon as her hands reached for the outline of his bulbous cock. Her expression was a mixture of horror and passion. Two sweaty palms rubbed the dragon through his shorts, then Twilight deftly pulled the clothes straight down to Spike's ankles. With her eyes now fixated on his huge dick, she leaned in and opened her mouth wide.

She hesitated a moment, with her mouth hanging open and both her her hands massaging his length. This couldn't be happening, not for real. It was all a dream. A very bad but erotic dream, and she would wake up super horny but totally normal in once this was over. Satisfied with her story, Twilight closed her eyes and had her first taste of dragon cock. Her tongue lapped at the tip while one hand worked the shaft up and down. Her other hand traveled down her own body and began circling her clit. Finally, her lips enclosed around his cock and she began a slippery, sloppy blow job.

Twilight's saliva dripped down her chin with each gurgly smack of her lips on Spike's throbbing pole. The hand pleasuring herself shifted down and slid one finger in her tight little pussy. It sloshed in to the knuckle and then out again a few times. She was dripping wet; she was ready. Twilight's hands gripped the dragon's waist as she pulled herself up to stand beside him. They were nearly the same height and their pelvises more of less aligned. Twilight took a shaky breath as she rubbed her breasts against Spike's scaly but soft underbelly. Her nipples caught on his natural breastplates, causing them to firm up even more. She lifted one leg and stood on tip toe, using one hand to steady herself with Spike's body while the other tried to aim his manhood into her small hole.

Twilight had of course read books about these things, but when it came to putting the knowledge into practice, she was a novice. She knew that she needed to be aroused so he could enter her, and she knew she'd need some kind of lubrication. That was the purpose of the mini blowjob and the fingering. She also knew that having sex while standing was possible, but in the books, both partners were working together during the intercourse. This was different. She was very obviously manhandling Spike, and while he may be enjoying it, she was a much more active participant than he. But she needed to fuck him. To do him right there, in the open, in public, on the beach while everyone else watched. And in order to make that happen, she realized she also needed his help.

Her voice was a slow and sultry growl when she finally spoke. "Help me, Spike. Help me fuck you. Please."

 

[east]

Spike was expecting some sort of angry outburst from Twilight, his eyes closed expecting a reprimand, when he suddenly felt her hands rubbing him. He was frankly stunned and when his green eyes opened to figure out what was going on Twilight was already pulling his shorts down, and exposing his cock. The look in her eyes, and the erotic mix of fear and lust accentuating her beauty in an odd way as she opened her mouth.

It didn't take much for Spike to grow hard as she sloshed her mouth around his cock he actually let out a moan. Confusion was still the point in his mind as to why she was doing this. He had just gotten through telling her that he was the one putting her in these awkward and terrible positions and yet Twilight was eagerly sucking on his cock it made no sense.

That was until she rose up to her feet, and started to press her body against his. He wasn't sure what was going on up until she spoke.

Help me fuck you.

Yep that was enlightening. That was a word that spike needed to strip from his vocabulary this instant, and tell twilight to stop, tell her that she was not in control of her own actions and that the two of them were drawing out the attention of every set of eyes in the crowd that had ever wanted to enjoy a free show. They weren't even at a nude beach, as far as Spike knew this was about as illegal as they got, and he would not survive in prison, so logically he had to make her stop

But on the other hand he was feeling twilights breasts place against his chest, her leg gently wrapped around him, and his cock rubbed against her wet hole. He honestly couldn't tell if Twilight wanted him or if it was just the ideas swimming around in her head, and her mouth had felt so good. He could already tell that sex with the librarian, would be so much more pleasureful.

Of course this was Twilight, she had helped him to hatch from an egg, they had been raised together in the same house. He was her first friend, she was practically his older sister if not mom at some points the way she cleaned up after his messes, and this was just another mess that she would have to clean up later.

With his cock pressing against Twilight, the fact remained that he didn't really want to take Twilights virginity on the off chance that she didn't want this, and that it was just his words influencing her. He pressed his lips to hers, his tongue greedily invading Twilight's mouth as he pushed her down from her position he was sure that he would hear her cry out or something from the way she had begged earlier.

"Twilight stop. get on your hands and knees and lift your ass up." He stated waited for her to obey his command, and then gently pressed his cock not against her pussy but against her anus. It would still count as fucking her, and Twilight would get to retain her virginity, everyone won?

Without letting himself put any more thought into it he pressed himself into Twilights smooth round ass, his cock penetrating her and his hips rocking against her making her first time a very public display.

 

[StarSiren]

Twilight desperately needed to fuck Spike, but she had no idea why and she definitely didn't want to. She hadn't ever been this close to any man before, but now that she'd said those words, Spike was looking at her differently. It scared her. She knew what she'd asked for, and judging by the way he was kissing her back, she had a feeling that's exactly how this situation was going to end.

It wasn't what she wanted, but her body was acting on her own. She wanted to tell him to stop, to push him away, but she physically couldn't. Every time she thought she had it in her to stop, her body rubbed faster and her tongue kissed deeper. The tears streaming from the corners of her eyes were the only real thoughts she could manifest.

And then it ended. He spoke and she froze. Her arms let go, her legs came back to the ground, her mouth puled out of the kiss. In a moment her nightmare was over. She was overwhelmed with gratitude that she wouldn't have to commit this act, this supposedly sweet and wonderful act, under the most heinous of conditions. She'd felt his swollen prick rubbing against her moist hole, she knew he was ready, but he still told her to stop. She was forever grateful.

Until his meaning became clear.

Trembling, Twilight did as she was told. She couldn't control her body, it just moved. She dropped to her knees and turned her ass towards him, then flopped her breasts down onto the sand. Her big booty wiggled as her hands dug into the sand beside her shoulders. The tears were flowing now. She was begging for him to stop, to not do this, but he couldn't hear her. The pleas were all in her mind.

She lay there, ass up and shoulders down as Spike pressed the tip of his cock against her skin. She made the slightest shudder as he ran it over her dripping cunt, and then screamed as it pressed into her anus. But the scream wasn't the blood-curdling, terrified one that echoed within her own brain. No, it was a delightful squeal disguised as a grunt the moment he entered her virgin asshole. Her fingers dug deep into the sand to offset his thrusting. This time, she was helpless, motionless. This time, it truly was rape and there was no one to save her.

 

[east]

Spike for his part was only vaguely aware of the many set of eyes on them. The fact that this was a public beach was kind of gone from his mind at this point. It could have been anywhere. It wasn't that he really wanted to fuck Twilight, or that he had been dreaming about this situation for eons like he had for say Rarity (or that one dream he had about Applejack, but he didn't really think about those all that often)

Rather this was something alltogether unexpected, and new, and with the way she had stroked his fires, and got him going he wasn't about to stop. Her tears he figgured were from the fact that he had gone up Twilights ass, rather than her cunt. He didn't really know if they were compatable species wise, but he wasn't about to test his luck in that regard.

That and Twilights ass was one of her better features, her hips were round, and as he pushed himself inside of her, he found her butthole to be tight and warm, he could even grab onto her tail, pulling her hips towards him, leaning down over her the dragon grabbed a clawful of her actual hair as well, his hips sliding against her and making soft noises as he learned how to fuck her.

Twilight's silence however did get to him, one moment she is practically begging him to fuck her, and the next the moment after he said stop, she's shivering with anticipation and silent. Spike still hadn't exactly connected the dots that he was the one wielding all of this power over twilight, even as she acted against everything that she had ever said in the past.

"Mmm, Twilight." He moaned for a moment. Thinking this over, this was unexpected, but he could still have a lot of fun with it. Sure Twilight was like a sibling for how the two of them had been raised together, but they were both adults. Aside from Twilights grunts he wanted to pull words from her lips.

"Twilight, when someone is in your ass, you should talk like." He paused for a moment trying to think. "Like one of the whores from the romance novels you like reading."

 

[StarSiren]

Twilight's ass quivered. The tears stained her face and made the beach sand stick to her cheeks. How had this day gone so wrong? What happened to Spike? Why was he doing this to her? She wanted to hate him for it, but she wasn't stopping him at all. WHY?! Why wasn't she stopping him? She hated what he was doing to her, what he was making her do. Even more, she hated herself for going along with it! But what started as screams in her head came out as moans and pleasurable noises. So instead of screaming, Twilight tried her best to stay quiet.

At least until Spike told her how to speak.

Suddenly the romance novels she loved were in the forefront of her brain and she began mentally thumbing through the pages. The next words out of her mouth were decidedly not her own, but they weren't far off from something Twilight might actually say. "Oh Spike! I can feel your cock deep inside me! Yes! Ram your dragon meat into me! Yes! Oh Spike!! Grind me harder! Make me cum!" The more she spoke, the more Twilight realized that in those books the women reacted very differently to sex. They were open, willing and ready. They described it as a magical, freeing act that stimulated the body and provided the ultimate release. Maybe if Twilight tried to be more accepting, it would hurt less? On her own accord, Twilight reached her hands back and grabbed her ankles. She tried to rock back into him, but it was too painful. She settled on just trying to relax by telling herself that he'd be done soon. There was no way he'd last long on his first go.

"Don't stop! Don't stop! You feel so good, Spike!"

That was not at all the words she meant to say. In her head, she was telling him to hurry up and finish. She should have known better than to try and talk. So once again, Twilight tried keeping quiet, but she couldn't keep her mouth shut. Now, instead of words, she was moaning like a cheap whore and shaking her ass while panting and screaming "YESS! Fuck me Harder!"

 

[east]

The moans were an instant improvement over the screaming, spike wasn't even sure how they had gotten to that point in reality. Actually this entire thing on the beach was kind of a strange day for him. It was like he was getting everything he had ever wanted, but at the same time he had never actually thought of asking for because it was too wild, to gross, and yet here he was purple cock deep inside Twilight's ass.

His claw slapped her backside, for a moment forcing her to get tighter, though how much tighter was a trip. He wasn't even sure how hard he could go before he broke her, and he was pretty sure he was breaking her. She felt warm and soft, and it was a bit like her ass was trying eject him, but at the same time between the movements of her hips and everything it was fun. He reached down, his body laying over top of Twilight's for a moment as his claws grabbed her rather sizable breasts. Squeezing them in his claws. Playing with them as his sharp claws went over her softer fur, his finger pressing against her nipples.

"Mmm Twilight this feels so good." They were not just getting looks from other people now, the men in the audience all seemed drawn towards the happenings on the beach, and they were causing a dramatic scene. This wasn't exactly a nude beach, if anything it was probably one of the most popular. There was a single moment thought of him having twilight send them home He knew for a fact that his friend wouldn't actually want anyone watching this act, even as his own hips were sending waves of pleasure every single time they made contact, the rough pounding of her back hole causing sounds of flesh on flesh.

The bravest of the onlookers walked up to twilights face, and pulled down his pants his cock basically slapping Twilight in the face. "I'll give you a hundred bits if you suck this."

Spike was however far too pre-occupied with his own cock's hungry needs inside of Twilight than to actually speak at the moment his moans filling Twilight's ears. Curious to her response, but having no idea what would happen.

 

[StarSiren]

"Ohhhh Spike!! My ass is on fire! It feels so good! You're so deep inside me! Ahh!!! I want you to cum! Blow your hot load in my virgin ass! Cum in my ass and then fuck my tight, virgin pussy with your fat dragon cock! I need it!!" Twilight couldn't help the perverse things coming out of her mouth. She moaned and wailed with pleasure as Spike raped her ass and groped her body.

"Ah! My nipples! Yes! Pull my naughty nipples! Ohhhhh Spike, oooo!" Twilight's mouth was open from moaning when suddenly it became filled with a new cock. The feeling of cold coins hit her bare back as this new guy tossed money at her before using her throat as a public jackoff spot.

She couldn't say those awful, dirty things anymore but she could barely breathe now! The stallion forced his cock down her throat over and over again. Twilight couldn't even resist! Between Spike pounding her ass and this guy ramming into her mouth, it took all Twilight had just to keep balancing on her hands and knees.

She told herself that it would all be offset soon. She'd wake up from this vivid nightmare and ther world would be right and safe. If she could just bear with this, it was bound to end. She thought it couldn't get any worse. Then they began synchronizing their rhythms. Twilight found that now her ass and her throat were being pumped full of fat cocks at the same time! The smack of her ass checks against Spike's hips resounded across the beach at the same time that her lips hit the stranger's crotch.

Through the tears in her eyes, she noticed a line forming near the stranger. Ponies were pulling out bits and stroking their dicks, eagerly awaiting their turn...

 

[east]

It was around the moment when he saw the line forming that Spike had realized he had fucked up. His cock was balls deep inside Twilight's cute ass, and he was stuck trying to figure out how all of this had happened. How had he gone from just wanting to be listened too, to raping his best friends ass, and then selling her for gold bits. How was he going to fix this? He could disperse the line with a command he supposed, but at the same time... that was a lot of coin.

His eyes glimmered for a moment sparkling with greed, he could have Twilight play with all these guys, heck he and the guy standing across from him were rocking their hips causing her entire body to rock back and forth as they squeezed her between them. It would probably be a heavy chunk of change, but he had to set up some ground rules. He didn't want to hurt Twilight, could he make her forget?

His mind went white for a moment when Twilight's ass squeezed him. At the same time he wasn't even sure Twilight could breath as the guy was intent on making her gag on his cock. The way the other stalion spoke to the guys in the line up was dirty, and foul and not something Spiked liked to hear about Twilight.

"There is no way this is the princess, she's a total slut! it's probably some unicorn using an illusion spell, i mean look." He shoved his cock deep down her throat, using her horn to hold her in place. "Watch her eyes, she's reacting like a virgin, but she's clearly a total whore, it's a great act!"

He wasn't sure how much abuse Twilights mouth and throat could take before she passed out or puked, but the guy was using her mouth hole like it was nothing more than a fuck toy. His hips rammed against her lips sending saliva and pre cum all over Twilights face.

Spike on the other hand had been burried too deep for too long and was feeling the pressure to come to his own climax. Not wanting to fill her ass with seed, Spike pulled out of Twilights ass and let his cum spread out over her ass and back, some of it landing on her blue and pink hair. Now as he started to relax, and was out of her ass he started to think about what he could do to salvage this situation, and as much as he knew he was gonna regret it, he couldn't help but look at the coins now at Twilights knees and hands. "She only takes it in the ass or the mouth, none of you can use her cunt. So who's next?"

As Spike asked that though the man in her mouth reached his climax, pulling out to spray his heavy scented milk along her face and breasts.

 

[StarSiren]

The sticky spunk was hot on her skin. She had been used and abused by her best friend, but she was alive and soon she would wake up. Twilight struggled to catch her breath. Her throat was raw. Her ass burned. But qhile she knelt on the sand panting, two more stallions stepped up. Coins were sprinkled around her. Some landed in her hair and on her back. Others clanked on the bits already in the sand. By the sound of it, there was a lot of money by her already.

Hands grabbed her ass. Twilight tensed. No! Not again! She yelped as her ass was once again filled. The stallion bucked all the way in and Twilight howled. He started to thrust violently, grunting as he raped her ass. Twilight wanted to cry but when she opened her mouth, it wasn't sobs that came out.

"Ahhhh I love having a cock in my ass! Yesss fuck me more! Harder! Pound my slutty princess ass into the floor! Its so good! Cum inside me! I want a stranger's load in my belly! Let me make you cum!"

Her hips tipped back and she began slamming back into him. Her tongue hung from the corner of her mouth. Her eyes closed. A new cock pressed against her lips and she hungrily gulped it down. Once again, Twilight was servicing two cocks in a spit roast. Once again she could barely breathe. But this time, the cock in her ass was replaced within seconds of the cum spraying her backside. This time she didnt have a chance to talk or scream or move. The greedy clink of coins and lewd squelching of her holes being violated filled her ears.

How long was she on her hands and knees? How many cocks had she serviced? It was nearly dark now. There was enough money piled around her to buy Canterlot Castle, probably. Her ass no longer ached with each entrant and she had been willingly opening her mouth for the next dick for a while now. Eventually this nightmare would end. She would wake up in her bed in her castle and remind herself that sometimes bad dreams seemed real, but it was just a dream.

 

[east]

Everytime that Spike felt bad about what he was doing to Twilight he watched some other guy put more coin onto the princesses back, he saw the collection of gold bits that was falling about her hands and feet. He knew that some part of her didn't want this, but every time she had a cock out of her mouth long enough to talk all she was saying was how much she wanted to be full of cum. It was a very convincing act, and considering how many stallions had willingly put their cock in her after she had been done, well it wasn't that hard a sell for him to believe it soon either. Despite knowing that this would never have happened if not for his new magic, and new abilities.

He watched as the men made a mess of her. He had honestly lost count of how many people had come by, he was just noting the larger fortune that he had made. Well she had made for him, but there was no doubt in his mind that all of that shiny gold was his, and no one else. More to the point Twilight was now his to play with, she was only doing this to help build his treasure horde.

Okay now this was having to end his mind was doing too good a job of justifying the cruelty he had inflicted upon his oldest and closest friend. He walked up to Twilight after the last man had left. He saw how they had destroyed her, her ass dripping with cum, not to mention her mouth, how many loads had she swallowed? her face, and back, she was basically covered with male cum. He sighed, how exactly did he clean this up. "Twilight teleport us, and the gold home." He hadn't given her permission to move yet, were her knees and hands sore? she had been in that position since all of this had started, and she hadn't dropped yet. She must have been exhausted.

Spike watched as she warped the two of them home. he started to go through the coins, sitting on her casually as he started to count just how much she had made him today, while at the same time using the naked, sperm covered woman as a chair. Though now she would certainly have the freedom to speak he was also ignoring her. Using her like an object in his treasure trove. When he did look at her he was smiling rather brightly. "How do you feel?"

 

[StarSiren]

In her mind, Twilight was sitting on the edge of her bed reading a book. Her elbows were keeping the pages spread and pinning the old, leather cover down on her lap. The flakes and cracks dug into her knees, and her elbows burned but she kept reading. She must have been ill because she kept taking large gulps of a particularly bitter, creamy tea. Despite the taste, she continually swallowed it down as though it were medicine. Her eyes were glued to the page, so much so that everything else in her peripheral faded away. Except the medicine tea. And the aching in her arms and legs.

Somewhere in the distance, she heard a familiar voice. The words spoken were like a spell, awakening Twilight to her worst nightmare. She wasn't in her room in the castle, but exposed on a beach. She wasn't bent over reading a book, but on her hands and knees on the sand. She was covered in something disgustingly sticky and cold. It was on her skin, between her legs, inside her mouth, down her throat... The princess gagged at the smell. She noticed her aching jaw first. Had she been holding her mouth open for hours? A slight ocean breeze made her painfully aware of her likewise throbbing asshole. It wasn't until the magic whisked her home that she felt the fire in her limbs.

Sand is soft, especially in comparison to the cold, unyielding stone that was now beneath her. In the comfort of her own castle, Twilight finally let her true voice out. But her throat was so sore and scratchy, her words were incomprehensible squeaks. Why had this happened to her?! How did she stop it?! Her fingers cramped. Her toes flexed. She felt the numbness working quickly through her extremities.

Without warning, her arms gave way and flopped out to each side. With nothing to support her upper body, Twilight's face hit the ground. Her yelp was brought to a quick halt as realization dawned on her. She couldn't feel her arms. She coudln't even feel how numb they were. It was as if she had no arms at all. Panicked, she turned her head to call for help. But Spike was already there. And a mountain of bits! By Celestia, there must have been over 1,000 in the pile! And from the looks of it, Spike was... counting them? Or clinking them?

Regardless, Twilight needed her friend right now, but she could only muster the weakest of froggy "hhhelp!" calls. Her throat was too scratchy and sore and dry for anything louder. She tried again, but nothing came out the second time. She kept repeating to herself: Please let Spike notice! Please let Spike notice!

 

[east]

Spike felt Twilights body drop as he had originally intended to use her body as a bench, he was so focused on the shiny gold all around him, the desire to keep it, the want to own and horde it all, made him for a moment forget that he had used and abused his closest friends trust for every single coin. He felt her body, she was covered in sperm of ponies whom he didn't know, whom no one had known, he had just let them all fuck her for a nominal fee, there was a moment when she asked for help, where the spell was broken, and he was picking up twilight.

He brought her to the bath, where he started a very warm bath, and basically tossed her down into the tub. He paused for a moment trying to think of an order or something that would help Twilight in the position that she was in, but she couldn't feel her arms and legs, didn't seem like she could stand, her fur was covered in sand and cum, he brushed her wings for a moment, and decided that he would have to clean her himself.

He pulled off his clothing and stepped into the bath with her. "Twilight, Relax while i take care of you." He remembered that if he said something as a statement she had to listen to him, so he hoped that now as long as he was taking care of Twilight she would relax, and not have one of her massive panic attacks. He brushed her hair, and started to use a brush to scrub her back and legs, washing her body, to try and get as much of the cum and sand off her as possible. He knew she would need something to drink, but he didn't want to leave her side so that was something he could address later.

"What do you need?" He asked, about what would make twilight more comfortable after all that had happened to her, but honestly he wasn't sure how asking a question worked. He knew she had to follow his commands, but nothing else about the spell or how it worked.

 

[StarSiren]

MEANWHILE.... elsewhere in Ponyville....

Applebloom checked her watch for the hundredth time. It was almost 4:30 and Sweetie Belle still hadn't arrived. They were supposed to meet at Sugarcube Corner an hour ago! Sighing, the filly finished her milkshake, grabbed her bag and left. Ever since Scootaloo left for that fancy pegasus school, things hadn't been the same. The Cutie Mark Crusaders were struggling with only two active members in Ponyville. Well, only one lately. Sweetie Belle hadn't been to any club meetings in almost a month. She'd been too busy with... whatever it was she was always doing.

Applebloom sulked home. She was so focused on her gloom that she completely missed the black limo parked outside their barn. She trudged straight to her clubhouse and flopped on the floor. Another day without her best friends. Why had it come to this? At least she still had Applejack and Big Mac. But she was an hour late getting home and they would notice. They were probably mad that she hadn't started her chores yet. Heck, they probably already did her share! her yellow furred fist slammed the wooden planks beneath her. "It's not fair! Why am I the one who's gotta be lonely? Don't my friends still like me?" She stared up at the pictures on the ceiling. Some were drawn, others were actual photos, but every one of them pictured three fillies as happy as could be.

Applebloom sniffled and brought her arm up to cover her eyes. Applejack would tell her to talk to her friends about her feelings. But that was hard to do when your friends were too far away or too busy to see you. Big Mac might give her advice, but he also might just let her work it out on her own and just agree when she got it right. It wasn't always helpful. Granny Smith would probably just fall asleep. Maybe Twilight would know what to do? She was the Princess of Friendship, after all.

Rolling over, Applebloom reached for her things but a loud slam stopped her in her tracks. She crawled to the window and peered out towards the house. There was Applejack. And Big Mac. And Granny Smith! And Filthy Rich? What was he doing here? And he brought some of his cronies along too? Was he giving Granny trouble again about the farm? The filly stared out the window, squinting her eyes and trying to hear what they were saying.

"I said NO! Ain't no way that's gonna happen ever!"
"Nope!"
"I can't believe you would even ask that!
"Yep!"
"Go on now! Get off our farm!"
"Now now, Let's not make hasty decisions. My offer stands for the next 48 hours. You know where to find me if you change your mind."
"I believe she told you to git! So go'on now! Git! Git up outta here! An' don' never come back 'round, ya'here?"

Filthy Rich walked back to his car with his henchmen and they drove away. As soon as their limo cleared the gates, Applebloom ran from her clubhouse to her family. Something bad had happened and she needed to know how she could help. They were her family, after all.

"Applejack! Big Mac! What happened?"

Applejack sighed. "What's it look like? Filthy Rich is trying to put us out of business again. And seeing how he still holds the deed to this here farm, there ain't much we can do about it."
"Nope."

Applebloom balked at the news. Granny Smith mumbled something under her breath and went back inside, leaving the apple siblings to talk amongst themselves. "Well... tell me how to help! I'm old enough now, I can do more things around here."

Applejack shook her head. No way was she going to tell her innocent baby sister about that pony's perverted request. It was better that her sister just let it alone. "Now Applebloom, don't you worry about this mess. In a day or so, Filthy Rich will come to his senses and realize he'd be doing more harm than good if he bankrupted the Apple Family Farm."
"Hyup!"

"But Applejack, I wanna help! Please! You gotta let me do somethin'!" Applebloom pleaded with her siblings. She had to be able to help somehow!

"I said don't worry, didn't I? Big mac and I will take care of it." Applejack snapped.

"Why won't you let me help! I'm 16 now! I'm not a child anymore! At least tell me what he wants!"

But both Applejack and Big Mac just turned around and headed inside. Applebloom kicked a tuft of grass and spun around. If they wouldn't tell her, she know somepony who would.

It didn't take her long to reach Filthy Rich's office. His limo was parked outside, so she knew he had to be there. Upon entering, she gave her name to the pony at the reception desk and was shown to a fancy sitting room. Applebloom took a seat on the couch across from the coffee table. She didn't know what she could do to help, but she had to try.

 

[east]

On the farm Big Mac subtly pulled his younger sister away from granny. He hadn't wanted to say anything more than his usual agreements in the sight of the old lady, and he had to put up a strong front in front with the family, but he wasn't so sure about Applejack had said. He didn't think Filthy was going to drop it this time, this wasn't the first time he had made these kind of demands, and while he couldn't bankrupt the family, he also could make winter very difficult for them.

"Applejack. I could use your help, in the west field." He said softly letting his voice be heard by granny, as the two of them walked outside into the muddy air of the orchard he walked with her to the west field. He turned and pointed at a tree.

"They ain't doing so well this time around A.J. We are gonna loose about a third ay'rekin." He kept his tone low as he leaned against the tree and thought about it. "Ah don't like what he's proposin' and I'll support you if you stand against it, but... it's gonna be a lean year if things keep up."

Of course half their problem really was just that this was an earth pony farm, they were being out produced by most farms tended by unicorn magic. Loosing their crop, and now the rent increase that they were facing, it was making things look sketchy and rough. "Ay'think we should keep the option on the table A.J."

The real issue of course was that Filthy was asking a lot from the two of them, and he could already tell that AJ was gonna be furious that he had entertained this much of it.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Filthy sighed, his investments into that farm was not cutting him much gains, past the coin. He could see a lot of other uses for the land than that orchard, that would turn much more of a profit, but that wasn't really the problem here. The real issue was that he was dealing with a family of country hicks, that refused to act in their proper place, and their current refusal just made him want to break them down further.

That's when his secretary gave him a bit of an odd news. Applebloom was here to see him. He opened his door, and ushered her into the room. "Applebloom, come sit I'm surprised to see you here. Did your sister send you by any chance?"

He pulled out some papers pretending to read them. While he ushered her into a couch a size too big for her, while his chair was propped up forcing the sixteen year old to feel smaller than she actually was. "Has she reconsidered my current demands? Or did she send you to negotiate for her? I mean i expect a lot from applejack, but sending the child to do her job is a new move from her she must trust a lot if she let you come down here alone. That's high praise coming from her."

Filthy always managed to sound equal parts condescending and encouraging, it was a skill.

 

[StarSiren]

The room was extravagant! She knew he was called "Filthy Rich" but she never realized that he really was swimming in bits. It made the country filly uncomfortable to be surrounded by such opulence. It also wasn't helpful that the couch she was led to was oversized for her petite body. The first time she lowered herself onto it, the cushions nearly swallowed her up! Her feet came up off the ground to help maintain a sense of balance, which flipped the hem up on her white flowered skirt. Her knees came apart as she struggled to right herself, and for almost four whole seconds Filthy Rich had the perfect view of her panty-covered mound.

"No, Applejack doesn't know I'm- Ack! How do you- No not- ugh!"

Annoyed and embarrassed, Applebloom propelled herself from the sofa and straightened her skirt. She would have kicked it, but this wasn't her couch and she was trying to be on her best behavior. Instead she huffed and very daintily tucked her skirt under her muscular ass, perching on the very edge of the cushion. It was significantly less comfortable, but at least she wouldn't feel like she was drowning in upholstery!

Once the ordeal of sitting was over, she listened to everything he had to say. Even though he spoke plainly, he was hard to follow. Applebloom was unsure if he was praising her or demeaning her, since his tone was part proud and part consolatory.

"Uhh.. I- Well- ahem" Applebloom cleared her throat. Why WAS she here? What was she hoping to accomplish? She didn't even rightly know what the issue was. The filly took a breath, folded her hands in her lap and started again. "Mr. Rich, I know there's something going on with the farm. I know I can't speak for Granny or Big mac or Applejack, but I live on that farm too and I care what happens to it. If it's money you need, we just need a little more time. Harvest season is next month and we can pay you back everything we owe you then. Please don't take the farm away. Ponyville needs Sweet Apple Acres just as much as we need Ponyville. I'll do anything, just tell me what you want."

 

[east]

"Figgures, that mare loves to break my heart." Filthy said shaking his head softly however as he listened he started to see a strong possible, he wanted to test this girls commitment to this situation, if she really would do anything for her home. He reached into his desk for a moment, finding the small piece of paper that was oh so important to the apples, he put it on the desk showing her the framed piece that clearly showed his ownership of the farm. "Applebloom do you know why I have this? It's not a story your sister would tell you, your grandmother wouldn't, but your brother may have spoken about it once or twice."

"Applebloom." He leaned back into his chair, his eyes had definitely seen those flash of panties, for a moment he thought it would be intentional up until she got frustrated, so perhaps she didn't know exactly what she was in for. "strip down to your underwear."

His eyes showed that he was very serious, he retrieved a small camera from his desk as well. "I'm gonna tell you a small story, and by the end of it you're gonna understand why I'm asking you to strip for me. If you disagree with what I am asking for than you can leave. Your sister knows I would extend this kind of offer to you."

"Me and your sister go very far back. We were school mates actually. Two or three months before you were born, your father got very ill, I had just made a fraction of my first fortune, and your sister and brother were arguing about who was going to inherit the farm. The work was piling up, and both your siblings were too proud to admit that they had a problem. I offered a solution. I would buy the farm, provide the workforce that your family needed, I would do everything in my power to protect the apples, and in return all I wanted was to marry your sister."

"I loved her, I would have done anything for applejack, and I would argue that have done more than my fair share for the apples, I upheld all of may ends, but when it came time for your sister to marry me, she ran away from the farm, away from your family and went to live with your aunt and uncle orange in mainhattan, I loved your sister more than any woman before, or since." He regarded the picture of his family and sighed. "With my business mind, and your sisters work ethic we could have made that farm into something grand, something amazing."

"Instead as a conciliation prize granny gave me the deed when it became clear that Applejack wasn't going to fill her end of the bargain. I've hated this deed, I hate my family, my daughter never learned the value of a hard days work, and your sisters pride destroyed my one happy vision of the future."

"I've been given an offer to sell the farm, the new landlord doesn't want your family, and frankly your family has been behind on back rent since the day i got saddled to the land. I came to the farm today with an offer for applejack. Foster a child with me, or loose her home, and just like back than, she has let her pride prevent her from making the right choice, None of your siblings are willing to get their hands messy, to actually do what needed to be done, to swallow a bullet and do the dirty work. Applejack is still a virgin for bucking sake as she was so quick to remind me today."

"I'll be honest Applebloom, I don't want you, I want your sister, but." He held up the pictures. "I can arrange for you to meet the buyers, I can put you in a position where you can rock their beds, and get them incited enough to maybe give up their offer on their end. Do that and I'll give you the deed, and you can worry about the failing family business. You said you would do anything, are you willing to whore yourself out to whomever you need too in order to keep your farm?"

 

[StarSiren]

Applebloom stared at Filthy Rich, dumbfounded. Had he just asked her to strip? No way was she about to take her clothes off like this! Her hands gripped her denim jacket shut and her ankles moved to be perfectly side by side. She watched him set up what looked like a camera on his desk, facing her and listened to his tale of woe.

"You an' my sister?! There's no way that would of happened! I know my sister. She would never of run away from her problems. She faces 'em head on and tells the truth 'bout what's buggin' her. It's part of what makes her so annoying." But even as she spoke, she remembered a conversation with Big Mac years ago. She had been rummaging around in the attic looking for something really unique for show and tell at school. Inside an old, dusty box marked "Mom's things" was an ornate dress box with a gorgeous wedding dress inside. It looked like it had never been worn, and Applebloom thought it was the most beautiful dress ever! She took it out and held it up to the pieces of a broken mirror. As she admired herself, Applejack had come up the stairs looking for her. One look was all it took. Applejack turned and ran out of the attic with tears in her eyes. Granny Smith started hollering for Applebloom to come down that instant and Big Mac just shook his head. He said the whole thing was a right mess. The confusing part of it all was that Mom didn't have any pictures in that dress. Applebloom was told not to ask about it and banned from the attic after that.

As the memory came back, Applebloom's magenta eyes went wide. "The dress! It wasn't mom's dress! It was Applejacks? But why wouldn't they just tell me? If she loved you, she should of married you. Why run away?"

Filthy Rich finished his story with a sobering promise and the young filly found herself in a precarious position. She could do it. She could save the farm. But he didn't want money. He wanted something more precious. Applebloom's hands fell to her skirt and she began toying with the hem. He had asked her to strip to her underwear. Now she knew why. He had showed his hand and now he waited patiently for her to do her part.

Slowly, yellow hands began slipping off sneakers and low cut socks. She shrugged out of her denim jacket and took a breath to calm herself before lifting her blue and white checkered blouse up and over her head. She stood and pulled her white skirt down to her ankles. She let the clothes sit where they lie. Her arms were busy covering her little white bra and matching panties. When she looked up at him next, it was with all the confidence, fury and trust that a 16 year old could muster. "You swear that I can have that deed back if I do everything you say? You said you were serious about this. Well, this is me showing you how serious I am too. So, if you promise that I can have that deed when it's all over... then yes. I'll do whatever you want, have sex with whoever you want. Only, I don't rightly know how. I ain't never done that before." Her cheeks were flush with embarrassment as she spoke.