Chapter 1988 - Salt 2

As Anon made his way toward Sugarcube corner, he whistled a happy tune to himself. Not only had he managed to get lucky in the past day, but he had managed to get lucky three times over with three completely different mares. If he didn't know any better, he might have thought he was just having a particularly good week so far. However, as he rounded the corner on first street, heading past the corner café that his friend group usually ate at, a thought quickly wormed its way into his head.

All three mares jumped my bones only when they got a whiff of my scent when I was really sweaty. Are... are they just getting really horny because of the smell? He wondered to himself.

Anon pursed his lips as he considered the implications. Sure, polygamy was quite common in Equestria, with most stallions having herds of at least three or more mares, but if the mares he'd slept with had only done so because of some pheremone-driven rut lust that they couldn't even control, then not only did that make their feelings for him likely nonexistent, but it made the lustful acts themselves something much more sinful.

Shivering slightly at the supposed implications he thought of in his head, Anon paused in the middle of the road, his mind quickly racing. Several ponies that were out and about passed him by, giving a friendly wave or courteous greeting as it was just such a lovely day out. Unfortunately, Anon's bright smile and wonderful mood were long gone, having been replaced with growing concern over the possibilities rolling about in his head.

"Anon? You alright?" A voice asked, snapping him out of his thoughts.

"Huh? What?" Anon asked, glancing down to see Twilight looking up to him with a slightly worried look on her muzzle.

"I asked if you were alright. You just kind of stopped in the middle of the road, staring off into space. Everything alright?" Twilight asked, curiously.

It took a moment, but when the realization of exactly who he was talking to set in, Anon's stomach dropped. The very first pony to wantonly throw herself at him and take his interspecies virginity was none other than one of the closest friends of the most powerful unicorn-turned-alicorn in all of Equestria, save for Celestia and Luna themselves, and she was standing right in front of him.

Oh shit... there's no way Dashie hasn't told her by now... is there? I-I didn't do anything wrong... s-she jumped ME! Anon's mind raced.

Imagined scenarios of Twilight recoiling with disgust as she learned of his sexual deeds done to one of her best friends, her horn glowing with arcane might as her furious gaze fell on him. There was only one way it could possibly end: banishment, or worse! Granted, that was two ways, but the point still stood. Yet if Twilight already knew, then there was no reason for her to approach him and casually ask him how he was feeling, was there? Unless of course, she was only trying to lure him into a false sense of security.

Anon quickly shook his head clear of the frightening possibilies his mind was conjuring about his deeds, "Oh, uh... I'm alright."

Twilight only tilted her head to the side, "Um, are you sure? You seem like you're a bit distracted. Something on your mind?" She asked.

"No! Nothing! Why would something be on my mind?!" Anon frantically replied, making Twilight's ears splay back in surprise, "Sorry, sorry. Just, uh... didn't sleep so well last night. I guess I'm just a little tired right now." He quickly clarified.

Twilight relaxed slightly and adopted a look of understanding, "Rainbow really worked you hard yesterday, didn't she?"

The question, innocent as it was, made Anon's entire brain freeze. He quickly struggled to rationalize just what Twilight meant, but before he could so much as utter a word, she continued.

"She came barreling back to the café a couple hours after you two left, just dripping in sweat and frantically looking for you. If I didn't know any better, I'd say she lost a race to you and was in the mood for a rematch. At least, she kept going on and on about needing 'more' from you. You must've really surprised her with your stamina." Twilight complimented, giving a beaming smile.

Anon's jaw hung slightly open, his brain simply unable to cope with the information it was being fed at the moment. Could all of his worrying have been for nothing? Could Rainbow actually have deep held feelings for him that simply manifested when she saw him in that one particular moment? Does that mean that Roseluck and Derpy felt the same? So many questions flooded his mind so quickly, yet again, before he could voice any of them, Twilight continued.

"We told her you probably just went back to your house, and she bolted right over, but I guess you weren't there yet because we saw rainbow blurs racing across the sky for the next hour straight. Where'd you end up going?" Twilight questioned.

"I, uh... Roseluck-" Anon began.

"Oh! That makes sense! She was talking about you with her sisters this morning." Twilight replied.

"I... she was?" Anon asked, dumbly.

Twilight nodded, "Mmhmm. I didn't hear what she said, but I did hear your name a few times as I passed by her booth just down the street."

Anon nodded, turning his head to gaze down the street in the direction of the flower sister's stand, "Nothing bad, I hope..." He mumbled.

Twilight, having not heard his remark, simply smiled and turned to trot away, "Well, I should get going. Have to meet with Mayor Mare in a few. Have a great rest of your day and try not to let Rainbow intimidate you!" She giggled, as she left.

Anon absentmindedly waved, his mind reeling from the information he'd just received. He struggled to find a rationale as to why he shouldn't just rush down to Roseluck and ask her if her feelings were true, or simply something that happened in the moment. Similar thoughts of making himself an especially easy target for Rainbow to find when she wakes up and heads back into town raged against the idea of just running back home and waiting for Derpy to wake up. However, there was one problem with all of these plans: none of them could prove that these mares weren't just hypnotized by his scent.

While a roll in the hay with sexy mares was always an enticing offer, Anon could not deny that he wanted a real emotional connection, not just lust. He wanted a partner or partners to love and spend the rest of his life with. That meant there was only one way to be sure. He had to go to the hospital. Surely, the doctors and medical staff there could tell him exactly what was going on with him and the sudden amorous interest of the mares around him. It couldn't just be coincidence that three different mares who barely socialize with each other, just suddenly all developed immense sexual desire for him at the same time, it just couldn't.

So it was with a definitive nod, and an authoritative step forward, that Anon made up his mind and headed straight for Sugarcube corner. He quickly arrived and opened the door, revealing Mrs. Cake standing behind the counter while her husband worked in the kitchen.

"Oh, hi there, deary. We were starting to wonder if you weren't coming today." Mrs. Cake greeted in her usual cheerful tone.

"Um, actually, I just needed to come by to let you know that I won't be able to come in today. I have to go to the hospital and get some tests done." Anon replied.

Mrs. Cake tilted her head to the side, concern quickly washing over her, "Oh? Are you alright?"

Anon quickly nodded, "Yeah. Just need to get some stuff checked out. You know, since I'm an alien and all, hehe..." He awkwardly trailed off.

Much to his relief, Mrs. Cake just chuckled along with him, "Oh, no worries, deary. You go on ahead and get those tests done. I'll like Pinkie know." She responded, before jokingly shooing him away with her hoof.

"Thank you, Mrs. Cake. I'll see you tomorrow." Anon replied with a wave.

With that, he quickly made his way toward the hospital. It only took a few minutes as Ponyville wasn't a particularly large town and the hospital was one of the largest buildings around, making it incredible easy to find. Anon soon arrived at the front sliding doors and entered, finding a sparsely populated waiting room with a bored looking nurse, sitting at the front counter. She was absentmindedly reading from a magazine as Anon approached the front, only taking notice when he finally arrived just in front of her.

"Oh? Hi, welcome to Ponyville General. How can I help you?" She asked, politely.

"Um... I need to see a doctor. Just, uh... some weird things have been happening the past couple days and I wanted to get it checked out." Anon explained.

"Weird... things?" The mare asked, "Could you be more specific, sir?"

Anon sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck, "Uh... well, you see... I'd really rather discuss it with the doctor, himself." He answered.

Sadly, the response only got the mare to raise an eyebrow at him, "Um... I need to give the doctor some indication of what exactly is going on with you so that he knows what to look for. I... suppose as long as it's not anything life threatening, then I can let you in and you can just inform the nurse when she takes your vitals?" She offered, sounding a little unsure.

Anon quickly latched onto the small gesture of salvation, "Yes! That would be perfect, thank you."

With that, the pony at the front desk quickly hopped out of her chair and unlocked the door beside her, allowing Anon access to the hospital hallways. He fell in line behind her as she guided him toward one of the many empty rooms in the establishment, though the way her tail swished back and forth made Anon forcefully avert his eyes, lest he somehow end up in the same situation yet again.

Sadly, the Ponyville hospital was much the same as any other hospital back home. The walls were a dull tan color, barely broken up by painted lines of green that hugged the floor and ceiling, while the tile floors reflected white overhead lights all the way down the hallway. There was something clinical and sanitary about the smell in the air, only furthering Anon's opinion that the hospital, clean as it was, still wasn't a place he wanted to be in for any longer than necessary.

Luckily, the trek to the room was short and Anon found himself being seated on a table within a minute. The front desk mare gave a small smile and assurance that a nurse was coming to take his vitals, before heading back to her post. The silence filling the air left Anon with nothing but his thoughts and eyes to wonder the clinically sterile room he found himself in. The walls were white, as opposed to the tan coloring outside, and there were several charts on the wall, displaying different bones or muscle structures in the equine body. There was even a pony training skeleton on a stand over by the wall, showing each bone in different colors to make them easier to identify.

No sooner had Anon started pondering the number of bones in the equine body, than a nurse politely knocked on the door, snapping his attention toward her. The mare entering the room was, in a word, stunning. With a coat as snow white as Celestia herself, and a soft pink mane done up in an adorable bun underneath her little nurse cap, the mare gave a beautiful smile as she entered the room, carrying a tray of various medical instruments on her back. Anon found that his breath quickly caught in his throat as the gorgeous nurse stepped over to the counter beside him, sliding the tray off of her back before closing the door behind her, and giving him her full attention.

"Hello. I'm Nurse Redheart. I'll be taking your vitals and seeing what's going on with you. You must be Anon, right? Princess Twilight told us all about you, so I have a fair idea of what to look for when it comes to your species's health. You'll be in good hooves, sir." She greeted, her silky voice making the hairs on the back of Anon's neck stand up.

Anon smiled. There was just something about the way she spoke that felt so calming and reassuring to him. He found himself instantly relaxing slightly, though a small realization did hit him quite handedly as Nurse Redheart turned slightly, just barely giving him a view of her supple white lips. It was warm in the room, not because Anon was smitten with his sexy nurse and her beautiful slit, no. It was warm in the room because there was no fan and no airflow in the room. Anon immediately found himself glancing up at the air vent for the air conditioning, finding that it was indeed open.

"Uh... is it just me, or is it kinda warm in here?" Anon asked, gaining Redheart's attention.

"Oh, sorry about that, dear. The air conditioning unit needs a new mana crystal and the only service ponies that can fix it are out of town at the moment. It'll definitely be a bit stuffy in here today, but hopefully we can getcha out of here before you get too sweaty." She teased, shooting him a playful wink.

Anon gulped as the realization that he was slowly beginning to perspire hit him like a truck. Luckily, it didn't appear as if Redheart could smell him just yet, or if she could, she wasn't being affected in the slightest by his scent. It was a good sign, if a bit unexpected, but then again, he recalled being infinitely sweatier when the last three mares he'd slept with had thrown themselves at him.

"So, what brings you in to Ponyville General, today? Feeling a bit under the weather? Or just a routine checkup?" Redheart asked, breaking him from his thoughts as she brought a blood pressure cuff over to his arm.

Anon shrugged as the cuff was slid up his arm, "Oh, no... nothing like that... well, I guess it might categorize as feeling under the weather, but it's more than that... uh, anyway, it's hard to explain." He sheepishly admitted.

Redheart nodded as squeezed the pump, causing it to in turn, squeeze Anon's arm and give her his reading, "Oh? What exactly is going on with you, hun?" She asked, kindly.

Anon felt his stomach drop as the mare practically pressed herself up against his arm to take his pressure. Her hot breath washed over his shoulder and neck, making his hairs stand on edge as he looked up into her soft blue eyes. He felt his nerves fray as he realized exactly what he had to explain to this mare, and he nervously gulped as she finished taking his measurement.

"Uh... it's kinda hard to explain... basically, the mares around me have... kinda been getting... excited around me, lately." He lamely explained, taking note of Redheart's surprised expression.

"One forty over seventy? That's abnormally high for your species... did you drink an energy drink before coming here or something?" Redheart asked, giving him a concerned look.

"Uh, no-" Anon tried to respond.

"And what do you mean that they've been getting 'excited'? Has there been a lot going on in your life?" Redheart asked, though just as she finished speaking, Anon saw her nostrils flaring.

Nervously gulping, Anon tried to continue, "Well, you see... uh, when I get really sweaty, uh... mares have been getting, uh... well..." He trailed off, failing to even meet her gaze.

"Excited?" Redheart asked, the faintest of blushes forming on her cheeks.

"Uh, yeah... but like, more than what's normal. Like... they basically threw themselves at me." Anon explained, subconsciously leaning back in his seat as Redheart leaned forward.

"Hmm... You do seem like you're starting to sweat a bit in here... and the scent is remarkably pleasing..." She muttered.

"What was that last part?" Anon replied.

"Nothing, nothing, dear. Could you do me a favor and take your shirt off?" Redheart asked, as if it were the most normal thing in the world.

"W-what? D-didn't you hear what I just said?" Anon questioned, having run out of room to lean away on the chair.

"I need to verify that your scent is what's causing this, Anon. If you've got some kind of aphrodisiac in your sweat glans, it would be important to know to help prevent mares from doing things they wouldn't with you just because their minds are altered." Redheart explained, suddenly sounding surprisingly lucid and professional.

Anon's heart sank at the words, and though he was loathe to admit it, Redheart's point was the entire reason for his visit in the first place. The thought that the mares he'd slept with only did so because their minds weren't their own made him sick. So it was with a begrudging sigh that he reached down and pulled his shirt off over his head. A thin sheen of perspiration clung to his skin, shining brightly in the florescent lighting overhead. Unfortunately, before he could get even so much as a word out, Redheart darted forward and took a deep whiff of his scent, her nostrils flaring as her sinuses were utterly filled with Anon's musk.

Anon's eyes widened in shock as the calm, collected, and professional mare beside him suddenly turned into a two-bit whore, her professional demeanor quickly fading as her eyelids drooped and drool leaked out of her muzzle.

"Oh, buck... that's a good salt-lick, right there..." Redheart muttered, her cheeks now noticeably flushed.

"Uh, N-Nurse?" Anon stammered, his back against a wall.

"Just be a good colt and let me take care of you..." Redheart murmured, leaning forward until she was just a few perilous inches away from Anon's face.

The sight of an attractive mare, basically throwing herself at him yet again, was all it took to get blood flowing to little Anon Jr. As much as he wanted to maintain control of the situation, there was simply no denying the fact that the mare before him was scary hot, and the way she absolutely dominated him so quickly, essentially turning him into a mumbling, stuttering mess, was one of the hottest things he'd ever experienced.

Anon opened his mouth to offer one last word of protest, but that small, insignificant moment was all Redheart needed to dart forward, locking her lips with his, and thrusting her tongue against his. The tried and true battle of tongues began anew, and Redheart instantly dominated the scene, teasingly tracing Anon's incisors and licking the tips of his canines while she moaned into his mouth. Her lips mashed against his, drool dripping down both of their cheeks and onto Anon's clothes as her cap fell from her head, her pink mane draping slightly over their faces as if providing a curtain against the light entering through the window.

Redheart continued to absolutely dominate Anon's mouth, taking complete charge of the interaction as her hooves slowly migrated south, finding and effortlessly unbottoning his pants. With a swift tug, she made her intentions clear, and Anon, despite the haze of lust around him, quickly understood her orders and lifted his hips to allow her to decloth him.

Finally, the kiss broke, and a strand of drool trailed between them as man and mare panted for breath, but the hearts in Redheart's eyes made it clear that she was only just beginning. She darted in again, licking Anon's neck as her forehooves helped him doff his underwear, his cock springing up and pressing against her belly. Moaning softly at the contact, Redheart squatted down and rubbed her teats against Anon's shaft, completely enveloping his member in soft, doughy warmth.

Out of all the mare's Anon had slept with, Redheart was undoubtedly the most well endowed in the mamillary department. Her teats could easily fill each of his hands with excess to spill over the sides, and that fact only made the slow teat-job so much more enjoyable.

God, maybe I'm the one getting mind fucked by pony hormones... Anon wondered to himself, his mind a mess as he struggled to think through the pleasure rubbing against his cock.

Anon moaned and gasped as Redheart finally broke from his neck, her tongue lolling from her mouth. She fixed him with a lustful gaze, before sitting up and lining herself up with his cock. Even from Anon's position in front of her, he could see her vulva flexing and dripping with excitement. A particularly harsh wink sent a dollop of mare lube dripping down from her slit, all but coating the head of Anon's cock in her marish essence.

With all the subtlety of a freight train, Redheard dropped down onto Anon's lap, completely spearing his shaft into her folds and all the way until he was fully hilted inside of her.

"Oh buck!" She cried out, throwing her head back as her body trembled.

Anon grit his teeth and groaned as his hands gripped Redheart's flanks, his knuckles turning white from the strain. Together, they stayed in place for a moment, both trying to handle the overwhelming sensations accosting them from their internal contact, but as had been the entire time, Redheart was the first to move. She gave no warning, nor did she take it slow, as she abruptly stood up, nearly unsheathing Anon's cock, before dropping back down onto him, spearing him into her folds once more.

Lightning bolts of electric pleasure darted through both of them, and Redheart saw stars as Anon's tip plunged directly into her cervix. She howled in bliss as she leaned back on Anon's lap, the bulge from his cock printing on her belly. As she rolled her hips back and forth, that bulge moved with her, rubbing all the right spots in her velveteen insides and making Anon groan in pleasure. With each wink of her clit, her walls convulsed, essentially milking Anon over and over as she rolled her hips.

Anon tried to move, tried to do anything that would give him some semblance of control, but as soon as he tried to thrust his hips up, or roll her over to he could be on top, he was quickly met with earth pony strength that not even Roseluck had. Redheart easily and handedly halted any and all attempts at movement from Anon's side, using her superior strength to hold him down as she rode him like a living dildo. Even worse, with the way his legs dangled off the chair, he had absolutely no leverage to work with to get any kind of advantage.

Put simply, he was completely at her mercy, and though she was most definitely a kind mare, the way Anon's scent completely altered her personality, absolutely terrified and aroused him.

"Buck... you getting close, stud?" She asked, leaning down and pressing her forehead against his as she started fucking herself on his shaft.

"N-not even close." Anon defiantly replied, doing his best to sound confident, though the stutter was easily picked up by his lustful partner.

"Good. I'm gonna need a sample and I'd hate for this to be over so soon..." Redheart muttered, grinning wickedly as her tail wagged back and forth with each thrust.

While his previous trysts had been wonderful and fun, there was something absolutely enthralling about the way Redheart's personal persona faded away, only to be replaced by a mare who craved his cock, and would absolutely have it. The way her mane- neatly tied up in a bun- fell apart into a tangled mess of loose strands that hung limply from her face, bouncing in sync with her, absolutely lit a fire in Anon's chest.

He wrapped his arms around him, holding her close and he leaned in a bit down on her neck. The sudden jolt of pain mixed in beautifully with the pleasure coursing through Redheart's veins, making her throw her head back and howl into the sky in glee.

"Buck! Yes! Mark me you bucking animal!" Redheart shouted, her hips trembling as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure built up inside of her.

Anon, needing no second invitation whatsoever, gladly acquiesced and bit down on the other side of her neck, his arms immobilizing her in place as he finally managed to use his hips to thrust up into her. Now with the power dynamic so suddenly and completely reversed, Redheart became putty in his hands, her words devolving into a mess of incoherent moaning and drooling over his cheek as her climax quickly reached its peak.

Stars filled her vision as her walls convulsed around the shaft of absolutely immaculate man-meat pummeling her innermost treasure, absolutely ruining her sanity and sending her careening off the cliff of ecstasy. Redheart wailed in climactic rapture as her orgasm overcame her entirely. Her body trembled, and her clit feverously winked against Anon's shaft, repeatedly kissing his groin and sending extra bolts of pleasure running through her spine. The cataclysmic wave of pure and utter bliss rendered her utterly immobile, save for the errant twitches that ran through her entire body, making her look as if she were seeing God himself.

Anon, meanwhile, was only a fraction of a second behind, and with a mighty heave, he thrust up into Redheart's slit as hard and far as his manhood could go, completely piercing the veil that was her cervix and reaching straight into her womb. His cockhead flared as rope after rope of human seed spilled forth, forever claiming the sexy nurse as his, and paining her insides as white as her coat.

Anon's cum rushed into every crevice and fold of Redheart's snatch, absolutely filling her to the brim and squirting out around his cock as the pressure overwhelmed the seal her tight lips could provide against such an amorous assault. Through it all, Anon kept his predator-like teeth embedded into Redheart's neck, just atop of her jugular vein. Even through his teeth, he could feel the rapid fire pulsing of the vein as the nurse pony's heart pounded in her chest.

Together, they rode the lighting of rapture, each one utterly reeling from one of the most intense orgasms either had ever experienced. When Anon finally did part from Redheart's neck, the taste of iron filled his mouth, and he quickly noticed a distinct trail of blood leaking from where he bit down just a bit too hard on the soft pony's neck. Instant concern washed over him, quickly overtaking the ecstasy and bliss of the moment.

"O-Oh my God! A-are you okay? I-I'm so sorry! I don't know what came over me!" Anon blurted, quickly applying pressure to the wound with his hand as he looked for some kind of bandage.

However, much to his surprise, a hoof gently pressed atop his hand, holding it in place. Anon glanced up in surprise, only for Redheart to cup his cheek with her other hoof and quickly pull him into a kiss. As was before, the sensation of her soft lips was akin to velvet, and even though he was certain she could taste her own blood on his tongue, she seemed utterly unbothered. If anything, she appeared to like the taste, as she continued to lick the inside of his mouth with her tongue.

Even as her lips finally parted his, she lapped at his lips, and then his cheek, almost as he she were trying to get every last ounce of his natural flavor onto her tastebuds.

"Don't apologize... stud." She whispered, before kissing his cheek and snuggling against his chest.

Anon's mind spun as he tried to find anything to say to the mare, but the revelation of what he'd just done and his reason for being here in the first place quickly hit him.

"W-wait, Nurse. I need answers. Why did we just do that? Was it because you like me? Or was it just because of the smell?" Anon pressed, quickly sitting her upright on his chest, though he winced in slight pleasure as she winked around his cock once more. He was still completely sheathed into her marehood, after all.

"Bit'a both..." Redheart murmured, suddenly looking very sleepy.

"W-wait, what was that?" Anon pressed, leaning forward and turning so his ear was just in front of Redheart's muzzle.

Rather than a verbal reply, however, Redheart simply licked Anon's ear and leaned against him again, making him take her dead weight as she snuggled up against his chest.

"N-nurse!? Hello?" Anon asked, incredulously.

However, before he could get a reply from the quickly dozing nurse, the door was suddenly opened, revealing a doctor, along with several more nurses.

"Redheart! What's going on in... here?" The doctor trailed off, having a perfect view of exactly what was going on.

Reheart's snatch was absolutely stuff with Anon's cock, and pearly white cum dribbled down from them both, forming a small puddle on the seat Anon sat on. The scent of sex completely flooded the room, but most of all, the scent of Anon's sweaty body permeated every square inch of the air before them.

"Oh fuck... not again." Anon muttered.

-x-X-x-

Leaping over the front desk of the Ponyville general hospital, Anon just barely cleared the poor mare sitting there, blissfully unaware of the fact that the human was beating a hasty retreat. Just a few feet behind him, barely out of reach, followed nearly a dozen mares and stallions, all of them practically frothing at the mouth and dripping from arousal.

"Just let us have a taste!" One mare cried.

"I promise, you can top!" Another stallion shouted.

"Just let me suck on it for a few minutes!"

Anon pumped his arms and blotted out the voices, his legs moving as fast as they could. Luckily enough, the front desk proved to be a sufficient obstacle for the horde of horny medical ponies chasing after him with dripping snatching or throbbing erections.

Where oh where did things go so wrong? The past two days of sexual encounters, romantic aspirations, and sweaty exertions had resulted in a trip to the hospital just to see what exactly was going on with him. What a fool he was to assume that things would have turned out any other way with such a beautiful, sexy nurse locked in a small room with him, and of course the damn air conditioning had to be out!

Anon's mind raced as he breached the daylight spilling down on him from outside, his pants still covered in Redheart's juices. Both his and her mixed scents trailed after him as he ran into town, pumping his arms and pushing himself as quickly as he could to escape the chasing horde of ponies that only seemed to be getting more and more turned on the longer they chased him.

Anon managed to make it back into town within a matter of minutes, but the sound and voices of so many horny ponies chasing him quickly reached his ears, prompting him to seek some measure of shelter as opposed to outrunning his pursuers. So it was with all the speed and agility that he could muster that Anon blitzed through town and hooked a sharp turn around Sugarcube corner, ensuring to hide behind some of the haybales stacked outside.

He ducked down and hid as low as he could, doing his damndest to stay out of sight. He soon heard the stampede of ponies chasing after him as they rounded the corner, their hoofbeats sounding like a powerful drum as they barreled past him, their eyes wide and filled with lust.

Only when the sound died down did Anon finally peek his head out from behind the haybale. Beads of sweat dripped from his brow from the exertion, and he panted for breath as he struggled to calm his erratically beating heart. Once he thought the cost was clear, he let out a long sigh and slouched against the hay.

"Holy... shit..." He muttered.

Truth be told, he wasn't offended or even scared by the prospect of so many ponies lusting after him. Every single one of them was absolutely adorable, even the stallions! There was just one small problem. They all wanted him. Even if he was in the best shape of his life, there was no way in Hell he could satisfy over a dozen ponies at once. Actually, there's also the possibility that none of them even really like him in the first place but are just acting this way out of some kind of pheromone-driven rut-lust. Redheart hadn't exactly been the best at helping him decipher that one... okay, so two small problems.

On the bright side, he knew he was definitely lusted after, though that was starting to come with its own drawbacks. If everypony that wanted a piece of him wasn't just following some instinctual drive that his weird alien scent was hijacking, then that still left him with a massive problem of having too many lovers to choose from. Having more than one partner is any mans fantasy, sure, but having a quarter of the town to satisfy just sounds like more work than fun.

Shaking his head in amusement at the predicament Anon found himself in, he moved to get up, but a shadow overhead blocked the sun out, catching his attention. Looking around and seeing that everywhere else around him was still bathed in light, Anon couldn't help but scratch his head at the sudden darkness. It was only when the shadow grew smaller and smaller that he finally looked up. His eyes widened in shock as a blur of rainbow color suddenly dropped on him.

Before Anon could even cry out in surprise, he felt two forelegs wrap around his waist and squeeze him tight, before he was suddenly airborne. Two powerful wings rocketed him away from Sugarcube corner and Ponyville altogether. Were he not so utterly terrified by the events unfolding around him, Anon would have enjoyed the experience of flight for the very first time in his life. Anon's screams of fear were drowned out by the sound of the rushing wind around him, and it was all he could do to close his eyes and hope for the best.

Luckily, Anon's impromptu flight was rather short lived, and he soon felt himself decelerating until he was simply hovering. Not a moment too soon, he felt solid ground reach up and touch the soles of his shoes, all but confirming that he was finally out of the sky. As he felt the pair of forelegs wrapped around his chest finally released their death grip on him, Anon collapsed to the floor, his eyes still squeezed shut.

"Oh God... oh thank God... the floor... oh, how I've missed you." Anon muttered, getting to his knees.

As Anon sat upright, he finally opened his eyes, finding a quaint and very familiar barn surrounding him. Straw and hay bales were strewn all over the floor as well as several tools for spreading said hay. Farming tools lined the walls and a plow was sitting unattended just a few feet in front of Anon. There was no question about it: this was AppleJack's barn.

Anon took a moment to collect himself and process the fact that he was now not only no longer in Ponyville, but he was in the barn of one of his closest friends. The sudden transportation had only taken a minute at best, leaving him struggling to process exactly how he'd been moved so quickly. However, he soon got his answer as the sound of ragged panting from behind caught his ear.

Anon slowly turned around, his eyes falling on the form of Rainbow Dash as she stood behind him, her tongue lolling out of her mouth and her wings splayed out to their full extension. Her entire torso rose and fell with her deep breaths, and Anon could clearly see that one of her pupils was dilated while the other was not.

"Uh... D-Dashie?" Anon asked, suddenly feeling paralyzed with fear.

"Hey there, Nonny..." Rainbow rasped, taking an authoritative step forward.

The sudden action prompted an equal reaction from Anon, and he took a step back from his prismatic friend. His mind reeled as he thought back to the last time he'd seen the mare, and the state he'd left her in. She could be furious for him leaving her out there in the woods, covered in both of their cum for anyone to walk up on. For God's sake, he could have at least carried her back to his house! What was he thinking!?

"Um... a-are you okay? I-I-I meant to see you after what happened but-" Anon began, but was silenced as Dash suddenly darted forward, closing the gap he'd attempted to create between them. Her painfully erect wings made hovering unstable, and a difficult prospect, as if one wrong flap would send her careening into the ground.

"You mean when you absolutely ruined my foal-hole for anypony else?" She questioned, her forehead pressed against his.

Anon gulped as he leaned against the plow, trying to create any measurable amount of distance between him and his clearly-not-thinking-straight friend.

"D-Dashie-" Anon tried to begin, but was swiftly silenced by Rainbow pressing her lips against his.

As had become the norm when a pony tried to kiss him, Anon felt her tongue instantly dart into his mouth, completely slathering the inside of his mouth and licking against his teeth and tongue. He couldn't get a word out, let along fight back against the lustful advance in any way other than physically pushing her away with his hands. However, much to his surprise, Anon found himself welcoming the contact rather quickly.

Rainbow Dash was his first pony lay, after all. He'd wondered if the act meant more than just a single fun trist in the woods, and the sudden amours assault proved to be an indication of the affirmative.

"Buck, I've... missed you... you taste so good." Rainbow mewled, between kisses.

Anon panted for air through his nostrils, since his mouth certainly wasn't receiving any. He eventually managed to create enough of a break to speak, even if his question was quickly followed by nearly another minute of intense making out.

"S-so you're not mad?" He managed, before Dash silenced him.

Only when she could taste nothing but his salty saliva on her tongue, did Dash finally pull away from the kiss, though she was quick to start lapping at Anon's face and neck, capturing all of his sweat and salty flavor before it could be evaporated by the air.

"Mad? Hay yeah I'm mad! Oh buck... mad that you didn't share this... oh sweet Celestia you taste so good... share this sweet salt with me sooner!" Rainbow managed through her licks.

"Anon's brow furrowed slightly in concern, "So... it is just the sweat?" He asked.

Rainbow almost ferverently shook her head, "Nah, bro... I've always liked you but... didn't think you'd like being with a mare... mmmhppmm..." She trailed off, burying her muzzle into Anon's shirt and practically huffing his scent.

Anon felt such a wave of relief crash over him at the admittance that he slumped down against the plow until he was sitting on the hay of the barn while Dash continued to lick and kiss his neck and chest. The realization that the ponies around her were not just acting out of a baser instinct, and instead seemed to genuinely hold interest for him, fanned the flames of his passion so quickly and heatedly, that he surprised even himself as he quickly grabbed Dash's head in his hands, breaking her liplock on his nipple and holding her face in front of his. He darted forward, mashing his lips against hers and shoving his tongue into her mouth.

While he could not compete with her for length when it came to tongues, or any equine for that matter, the ferocity and drive behind his actions took Rainbow by storm, and she found herself quickly melting into putty in his hands. Her eyes rolled back in her head and her snatch winked needily against his thigh as she began rubbing herself against him. Anon's tongue dominated hers in a display she didn't think the human capable of, but he was able to overpower her all the same, allowing him to trace the contours of her flat teeth and rub against the surface of her longer tongue in the most intimate of ways.

So lost in the moment were they, that neither heard the barn door open just a few feet away.

"Land's sakes. What in tarnation is that smell?" A loud, southern, and very familiar voice questioned.

Instantly, Anon broke the kiss with Rainbow, though she seemed more bothered by the denial of his tongue more than the potential voyer they'd just acquired. Unfortunately for them both, her rainbow mane and tail were highly visible, making it easy for the apple bucking machine known as AppleJack to see her behind the plow.

"Rainbow Dash? Is that you? What're you doin' in mah barn? An' who's that ya got with ya'?" AppleJack questioned, the sound of her hooves clopping against the hay covered floor reaching their ears.

While Anon's mind raced as he tried to get Rainbow Dash off of his lap, the prismatic pegasus had no such compulsions of avoiding public indecency, it seemed, and continued to pepper his face with kisses and licks. Despite Anon's best efforts, he could not remove Dash from his body before AppleJack came into view.

"Rainb-oh mah gosh! Anon! What'n the hay are you two doin'?!" AppleJack exclaimed, holding up a hoof to cover her eyes.

"Uh, AJ it's-" Anon began, but was swiftly cut off by Rainbow.

"AJ you gotta smell him... oh my Celestia, it's so good." Dash moaned shamelessly rubbing her snatch against Anon's leg.

A fiery blush enveloped AppleJack's entire face as she saw exactly what Rainbow was doing, "L-land's sake, girl! Have a little shame! Anon, what in tarnation is goin' on with her!?" She cried, having brought her stenson down to cover her face.

"I-I don't... it's hard to explain..." Anon weakly replied, still struggling to get Dash to give him any breathing room.

Much as she didn't want to admit it, AppleJack could barely contain the arousal burning in her loins from not just the sight before her, but the sounds and especially the smell. Having been drawn over to her barn by the sound of a ruckus, she couldn't deny that the closer and closer she got, the more the smell had enticed her. Upon entering the barn, the air was thick with the smell of salt, and at her newfound proximity of just a few paces away from the source of the scent, her mind was quickly being sent through the wringer of pheromonal lust from such a powerful musk.

"AJ..." A raspy voice reached her ear, making her slowly lower her hat until she could see over its brim.

Tongue lolling out of her mouth, her snatch positively dripping in excitement, and her tail swishing so fast that it wafted the scent throughout the air of the barn, was Rainbow Dash. Her rose colored eyes beheld her with such longing and lust, sending several images of the rainbow-maned mare on her back, muzzle-deep in her own snatch, while she throated Anon's thick human cock, filled her mind.

The thought was so alien to her, so far removed from who she was and what she was about that it took her a second to even register that it was her that had envisioned it so clearly, yet the image was seared into her brain all the same. AppleJack nervously gulped as her nostrils flared and she reflexively inhaled Anon's scent even more. His powerful pheromones were tempered by Rainbow's equally musky scent permeating through the air, but if anything, the combined hit of human and pony musk drove her sex drive into overdrive.

Taking a shaky step forward, AppleJack licked her suddenly dry lips, catching even more of Anon's salty scent on her tongue. If her mind wasn't already made up by the sight of her best friend practically rubbing herself off on his thigh, it certainly was after a small taste of what was in store for her.

"Um, AJ?" Anon asked, a bit of concern in his voice as AppleJack dropped her stenson.

"Ah need a taste of 'im." She declared, suddenly closing in on Anon's groin.

"Now we're talkin'!" Dash cheered, hopping off of Anon's thigh and biting down on his belt line.

AppleJack quickly bit down on the other side of Anon's pants and pulled, both mares easily managing to disrobe his crotch with ease. Anon's cock sprung forward from its prison and promptly slapped AppleJack in the face, smearing a dollop of precum on her cheek, just below her freckles. The farm pony stared wide-eyed at the tower of man meat before her, her jaw dropping as Rainbow quickly darted over to lick the precum off of her cheek.

Upon feeling her prismatic friend's tongue against her cheek, AppleJack reflexively turned toward her, but that only gave Rainbow ample opportunity to close the last of the distance between their lips and kiss her friend. Her tongue darted into AppleJack's still slightly open mouth, filling her palate with the salty taste of Anon's sweat and skin. While AppleJack initially froze from the kiss, the taste registering on her tongue made her eyes flutter shut and a low moan to emanate from the back of her throat.

Both AppleJack and Rainbow shared a sloppy kiss for a few seconds, but they would not leave their ultimate prize unattended for long, and both quickly darted down to lick either side of Anon's shaft. As one tongue drew up one side, the other would start again at the bottom, each taking a moment to play with the head of his mushroom-shaped cockhead.

Rather quickly, they decided that it wasn't enough for them to merely lick Anon's pleasure pole, and so a short battle began to establsih who would throat Anon's tool, but having not had the experience yet and also being a fair bit physically stronger than her pegasus friend, AppleJack managed to force Anon's cock into her maw. Conceeding defeat for the moment, but far to filled with lust to be truly upset, Rainbow darted down and suckled on Anon's balls, popping one into her mouth before switching to the other.

Anon let out a low groan as AppleJack instantly took him to the hilt, her throat bulging obscenely as her esophagus was completely stuffed with his cock. He quickly found himself wondering if ponies were just incapable of giving a bad blowjob or if he had just been indescribably lucky so far, as AppleJack's skills were top tier. Her tongue darted down and licked all along the base of his shaft before she retreated, only to plunge his cock into her throat once more. The action quickly became a rhythm that matched the suckling and ball swapping Rainbow was doing below.

Together, the mares worked a fine, cock-milking machine, and Anon quickly found himself hurdling over the edge. Having some kind of sixth sense, AppleJack pulled off of his cock just as his first spurt fired off, the gooey human seed shooting right onto her tongue as she retreated. AppleJack moaned whorishly as she tasted his raw essence all over her taste buds, and the ensuing shower of cum that sprayed all over her face and mane only made her that much more aroused.

Rainbow, having been keen on getting her share of the prize, started licking the cum off of AppleJack's face while rope after rope of Anon's seed rained down on her. Together, the pair of mares were showered in spunk, white streaks of human essence trailing all over their faces.

AppleJack was quick to return the affections, and promptly pressed her lips against Dash while practically shoving her tongue down her friend's throat. All the gooey, salty, goodness that was Anon's cum flooded Dash's mouth as AppleJack swapped the cum with her, making her moan into the kiss. Streams of white spilled from either side of her lips as the load was shared, and Dash happily rolled her tongue against AppleJack's, sharing the load in a heated French kiss that left both of their chins dribbling with saliva and cum.

When they finally broke the kiss, a strand of cum and spittle connected their lips for another moment, before breaking away. Both mares looked at each other with hearts in their eyes, but their gaze was slowly and inevitably pulled to Anon as he caught his breath.

The sight Anon had just witnessed was, in a word, hot. It was better than hot, even. In fact, it was so painfully arousing, that he was back to full mast and raring to go long before either mare looked back at him. Unfortunately, they were both athletes, and significantly stronger than him. Fortunately, however, they both gave a pretty clear indication that they wanted things to progress exactly as Anon did.

"I call his cock." AppleJack announced, dragging Anon away from the plow until he had no back support to lean against.

"What!? You just got to suck him off! It's my turn!" Dash cried, her wings flapping in defiance, though they were still very shaky and stiff.

"'An you got to ride 'im into the ground once before. I need this inside me somethin' fierce." AppleJack declared, hurriedly stepping over Anon's groin to line her sopping wet folds up with his cum and spittle slathered cock.

Dash's face scrunched up in that same adorable way that pony muzzles always did when they were upset, but before she could physically shove AppleJack away, Anon grabbed her wither, making her pause.

"It's alright, Dashie. I can eat you out while you wait for your turn?" Anon offered.

The gears in Rainbow's head turned ever so slowly, whether that was because she was a bit dense at times, or because of the lust and pheromones' clouding her mind, no one could say.

"Fer' buck's sake, Dash! Sit on his face!" AppleJack ordered, before sitting down on Anon's cock.

Soft, supply warmth enveloped Anon's tool, making him hiss in pleasure. Unlike any of the mare's he'd bedded so far, there was an indescribably level of tightness in AppleJack's snatch as his cock sank further and further into her. He could feel her clit winking out rapidly, kissing his shaft all the way down until it reached the base. Once there, AppleJack let out a pleased sigh, her legs trembling some, but otherwise holding steady. What Anon could not anticipate or prepare for, however, was the sudden vice-like grip that AppleJack assaulted his manhood with.

It was as if her already tight snatch suddenly dialed its grip up to eleven, making him groan in pleasure as the sensation quite literally mimicked the kind of milking motion he'd seen done on bulls in that one youtube video he swore to never tell anyone he'd watched.

"Like that, Sugarcube?" AppleJack asked, a smug grin on her face as she rocked her hips back and forth.

"Oh... fuck..." Anon mumbled, laying his head down on the floor as his cock was assaulted with warmth and tightness.

"Don't you dare forget about me, Anon!" Dash's raspy voice caught his attention as a drop of her nectar dripped onto his cheek.

Dash's positioned herself so she was facing AppleJack while her pussy was aimed right at Anon's face. Unlike AppleJack, she took no time at all to sit down gently and ease him into her. Instead, she simply dropped on his face, instantly smothering his mouth and nose in her snatch. The stimulation, minor as it may have been from just that one action, was enough to make her throw her head back and moan like a whore, her entire body trembling as her clit winked rapid-fire against Anon's lips.

While his supply of fresh oxygen was cut off, Anon couldn't help but deeply inhale the atmospheric, musky scent of Dash's nethers, and without delay, he thrust his tongue into her folds, instantly coating his tongue in her salivating juices and flicking her clit. The extra stimulation only made her howl louder into the air, her already rigid wings becoming painfully stiff as she desperately grinded her plot against his face.

Meanwhile, AppleJack proceeded to lift herself up until just the tip of Anon's rod was stuffed into her slit, before dropping herself down onto his pelvis. Being an earth pony- and a particularly muscular farmer one at that- AppleJack was a size or two larger than her prismatic friend, resulting in a grunt being forced from Anon's occupied mouth as she rode him cowgirl style. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth as each impact sent stars dancing across her vision, her spine tingling in ecstasy as Anon's shaft managed to hit every single spot just right.

The smell of sweat and sex was thick in the air, and the salty pheremones absolutely bathing the two ponies in the barn only made their lust stronger. Rainbow's wails and cries of orgasmic bliss were silenced only when AppleJack grabbed her head in her hooves and pulled her into a deep kiss. Their tongues slithered over each other as saliva dribbled from their lips, and still, AppleJack continued to bounce on Anon's cock.

Eventually, he managed to time his own upward thrusts to match hers, completely hilting his cock and spearing into her womb with each thrust. The first impact made her go rigid, her hind legs trembling as her tail wagged back and forth. A long, low moan escaped AppleJack's mouth straight into Dash's as she resumed her bouncing in time with Anon's thrusts.

Having already been wound up since her last trist with the man currently eating her out, and the situation itself turning her on so much that she could hardly breathe, Dash was the first to slip over the edge and orgasm all over Anon's face. Her climactic juices filled his mouth, flooding his taste buds with her taste as her entire body convulsed in pleasure. Her wings flapped uselessly as wave after wave of ecstasy shot up her spine, making her see stars. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she slowly slumped down onto Anon's stomach, breaking the kiss with AppleJack as her muzzle ended up laying just a few inches from Anon's cock and AppleJack's snatch.

Anon gripped both of Dash's pert little asscheeks and pried them off of his face, gasping for air as he was finally released from her musky prison while Dash slid off to his side, panting quietly as she quickly fell asleep. His entire face and upper torso was coated in a layer of Dash's orgasmic fluids, but he hardly cared as AppleJack continued to milk him and bounce on his cock like her life depended on it.

"Come on now! Don'tcha tell me yer gettin' tired already!" AppleJack hollered, leaning forward as she gyrated her hips on Anon's lap.

Anon moaned in bliss as the sublime, wet, warm, and most of all, tight walls of AppleJack's marehood caressed his member. He couldn't remember any of the other mares having so much vaginal control, but the display AppleJack was putting him through was pushing him to the breaking point in record time.

Digging deep, lest he let down the newest mare to offer him her affections, Anon grabbed both of AppleJack's ample hips with his hands, each digit sinking into the doughy flesh. Even despite how plump and juicy the farmer pony's flanks looked, there was an undeniable layer of muscle underneath that felt like coiled steel. Even gripping as tight as his fingers could, Anon could only manage to squish the outer layer of fat on her thick thighs, yet what he could do, was leverage his larger size.

Setting his feet and holding tight with his hands, Anon timed it just right as AppleJack slammed down on his cock and rolled to the side, throwing her off balance and quickly rolling on top of her. The apple farmer, who no doubt knew how to rodeo, was momentarily stunned as she was somehow bucked off of Anon's lap, but he gave her no reprieve to think over her concerns. He quickly pinned her hindlegs against either side of her head and shoved his cock deep into her snatch, making her moan as her tongue lolled out again.

Anon took his new position to hammer away at AppleJack's cunt, his hips slapping against hers and sending waves of energy deliciously rippling over the fatty tissue of her ass. Were her tail not pinned under both her and Anon's bodies, it would have wagged like a dog in heat. With Anon holding both of her hindlegs against the floor and bending her into a pretzel, he was given unbelievably deep access to her cervix, allowing him to penetrate further than ever before.

The combined stimulation quickly pushed the domineering earth pony to her breaking point and beyond, and as orgasmic tingles shot up her spine, she weakly pawed at Anon's chest.

"Do... do it inside, Anon... Ah need ya'... Celestia, I need you to cum in me so bad..." She murmured, her eyes half lidded.

Anon continued to pound away at her, his hips moving in overdrive as the last honeyed words from her soft, supple lips were simply too much for him to bear. With a titanic thrust, he finally hilted as deep as he could, spearing his cock straight into her womb as the first ropes of his cum fired off inside, painting her insides white. He simultaneously leaned down and pressed his lips against hers, kissing her almost as deeply as he was penetrating her.

AppleJack let out a happy moan as she felt Anon's cock pumping her full of his seed, her hooves migrating to his back to rub and caress him as his load overwhelmed her tiny pony snatch and leaked out onto her tail. For a few minutes, the two of them stayed interlocked like that, as close as they physically could be to each other, one absolutely basting the other's inside with white.

Eventually, Anon broke the kiss and looked down at AppleJack, finding her meeting his gaze with a soft, half lidded look that conveyed a thousand words for her. She licked her lips as her hind legs were finally freed from Anon's grip, allowing her to reach around and interlock them behind his waist, locking him in place.

"Now, just where do you think yer goin', partner? I always promised Granny that if I got frisky with a stallion, it'd be to have foals. Far as I can tell, we've still got a few rounds left in us to make sure I get pregnant." She grinned.

"Dibs... on... seconds!" Dash weakly called, her head barely lifting from the floor before she collapsed back onto herself.

Anon nervously gulped as AppleJack's eyes filled with mischief, "Well looky there. Looks like I get you all to myself for this round..."

It was going to be a long day.

-x-X-x-

Soft moonlight shone all over the quaint land of Equestria, and the sleeping ponies rested peacefully in their homes. A gentle breeze could be heard by the few creatures still awake at such an hour as it whispered through the air. In the soft quiet of the midnight hour, thin tendrils of white magic emanated from the horn of a beautiful and majestic alicorn of deep blue, as she sat on her throne.

Her ethereal mane billowed in a non-existent wind that always blew everywhere she went. Were she to be asked about the logistics of having constantly flowing hair, she might have admitted that it could be somewhat drafty during the winters. However, that is a story for another time.

Princess Luna's eyes glowed white hot as she searched through the dream realm for any sign of nightmares or other issues that would plague her subjects and rob them of their sleep. Entire swaths of Equestria appeared before her, displaying tens of thousands of dreams, some of them good, and some of them bad. While she was not keen to snoop on a dream unless the pony inside appeared to be in distress, she did occasionally glance at the dreams if there was anything particularly interesting occuring.

In the world between worlds that was the dreamscape, Luna's teal eyes scanned to and fro, looking for nightmares. Tonight appeared to be a good night, with little in the way of disturbed slumber. It brought a smile to her face to find her little ponies sleeping so soundly on such a calm and gentle night. However, as her gaze swept over Ponyville, she couldn't help but pause and stare.

While the town was not rife with nightmares as what would have usually caught her attention, she could not deny her shock at the sight of so many lustful dreams appearing in one town. Albeit hesitantly, Luna glided toward Ponyville, a task that took seconds in the dream realm. As she landed, the color of the town appeared overwhelmingly pink, as if lust had taken the entire settlement by storm in just one day. There were still dreams that were normal, of course, but for nearly half the entire town to be having what she could only describe as 'wet-dreams' was just absurd.

"Did Cadence pay Ponyville a visit?" Luna wondered aloud, her brow furrowing in concern.

While it was certainly not abnormal for the Princess of Love to draw more salacious attention than her fellow alicorn counterparts, a quick moment of recollection brought Luna to a swift conclusion.

"No, that can't be right. Cadence is still in the Crystal Empire. I just saw her dream an hour ago... then why..." She trailed off, her brow furrowed in confusion.

Luna stood amongst a sea of pink dreams, each radiating pure lust and longing so clearly that it was almost enough to make her blush. With a heavy moment of hesitation, Luna slowly walked over to the nearest dream and peeked inside. What she saw made her wings flare out and her eyes snap wide open in shock.

The mare whose dream she'd glimpsed was none other than an element of Harmony bearer. Fluttershy, the quietest and meekest of the bunch. Though meek was certainly the last word Luna would choose to describe her in that moment.

"Oh BUCK yes! Ruin my bucking foal hole you stud! Bucking cum in me until I'm leaking from every hole in my body!" Fluttershy barked, as a two legged being furiously fucked her from behind.

Slick with sweat, and positively dripping in both cum and saliva, the human form towering over the typically shy mare pounded her rear as if his life depended on it. Bulging muscles complimented his impressive physique, forming natural runways for the sweat to drip and drizzle down his frame. If the sight alone wasn't enough to make Luna blush, the smell that radiated from the human before her made her head spin.

"Anonymous? T-the human?" Luna whispered, still struggling to process the depraved sight before her.

While she'd met the human once before after his surprise arrival into Equestria, there was simply nothing she could recall about him that would warrant such a wanton lust for him, particularly in Fluttershy of all ponies. Quickly shaking her head and disappearing from the dream with a small poof, Luna returned her attention to the rest of the Ponyville dreamscape. She quickly hurried over to another dream, peeking inside while trying to control her painfully erect wings.

Unfortunately, the sight she bore witness to was one that only made the previous dream appear vanilla in contrast. The dream Luna gleamed belonged to none other than the Mayor of Ponyville. Said mayor was splayed out on her desk, her legs spread wide while one Anon fucked her just as furiously as the one fucking Fluttershy. A second Anon held her by the head and fucked her throat with the kind of energy she'd expect from a raging diamond dog. An obscene bulge formed in the poor mayor's throat with each thrust of Anon's impressive cock while the air was filled with the sounds of her gagging on such a large cock.

Luna's eyes practically bulged out of her head from the depraved sight before her. Curiously, just like Fluttershy's dream, both Anons were positively dripping in sweat, and the scent brought a hot blush to Luna's face, as well as her nethers. A shiver forced its way down her spine as she observed, her own loins practically begging to be stuffed and abused just like the mare before her.

Luna could only stand the salacious sight for a few minutes before popping out of the mayor's dream. She returned to the Ponyville dreamscape with a noticeable blush on her features and a heaviness in her chest that made breathing difficult.

"Surely every pony in Ponyville cannot be dreaming of such lewd actions with Anon... can they?" Luna questioned aloud.

Against her better judgment, she peeked into the next dream, her jaw dropping as she saw Anon yet again...

Anon awoke with a groggy groan. The early morning rays of sunshine beamed in through the barn window like a beacon, indicating that he had slept for far too long. Rather, he wished he'd slept in for way too long. The previous day and evening's activities had seen him plenty awake into the wee hours of the morning. The two warm bodies snuggled against him were a clear indication of his handiwork, even if he felt utterly exhausted.

To his left laid Rainbow Dash, her muzzle still coated in a dried, sticky layer of his and AppleJack's cum, while her belly and especially between her legs was still moist with her own cum and sweat. Feathers stuck up at all odd angles, making Anon wince ever so slightly at the sight. She would definitely be preening for a few hours after she woke up. Her snoring was loud enough to wake the dead, making it all the more impressive that she was so dead to the world despite the clearly uncomfortable state she was in.

To Anon's right, was AppleJack. Much the same as Rainbow, her muzzle and belly was coated in a layer of dried human cum while her marehood still held at least a few liquid spurts of the viscous fluid. If there was any chance at all that Anon could get her pregnant, she most certainly would have been after their tryst from the previous night.

As he slowly glanced up, Anon saw that, much to his relief, AppleJack's stetson was resting atop his head. He gingerly reached over with his arm, careful to not disturb the slumbering mares on either side of him as he tilted the hat down to cover his eyes from the sun's harsh rays. The immediate relief made him sigh a pleasant sigh as he sank back into the warm embrace of the two mares snuggling against him.

Thinking back to how this whole mess started, Anon was finding it increasingly hard to complain. Barely three days ago he'd been struggling to cope with the situation he'd found himself in, torn from his own world and thrust into the magical land of Equestria without warning. A small frown formed on his lips as he recalled those first few months, barely hanging on to some semblance of hope that he'd be able to return home and see his family and friends once more.

It was almost too much to bear, but the friends he'd made here- two of which were still cuddled up nicely against him- helped him through it. Now, with practically every mare and stallion in town proclaiming their love for him and wantonly throwing themselves at him purely because he just smelled that good to them, well, he'd be lying if he said it wasn't something out of a fantasy.

It was so far removed from reality that it simply had to all be a dream, didn't it? Anon quickly dismissed that notion as the discomfort from sleeping on the floor in a barn after strenuously servicing two lusty mares registered on his mind once more. A twinge of pain in his lower back made him hiss in pain as he slowly sat up, his muscles straining in protest.

"Ugh..." Anon groaned, slipping out of AppleJack's forelegs as he sat up.

"Mmmhh?" The orange farmpony murmured.

"Sore." Anon grumbled, quietly.

"Too... loud..." AppleJack mumbled, before nuzzling Anon's side until she found his stomach.

She planted a quick kiss on his abdomen before laying her head down on his lap, much to Anon's amusement.

"I think we all need to shower." Anon commented, gently running his fingers through AppleJack's thoroughly disheveled and sticky mane.

A snort escaped Rainbow's mouth before she continued to snore.

"Heh, sounds like Dash agrees with 'ya. Tell 'ya what, the shower inside is a bit too small for a critter of yer size. Why don'tcha go back to yer house and clean up. Meet us at the cafe for lunch at noon?" AppleJack offered, slouching into the soft flesh of Anon's thigh.

"Sounds good to me. I kinda figured I'd be too big to fit in your shower anyway. I have to duck just to walk in the doorway." Anon chuckled.

AppleJack joined in Anon's mirth, giggling lightly into his thigh. The combined noise of both of them was enough to finally wake Rainbow from her snoring; That and a beam of light landing directly on her eyelids.

"Is too early... five more minutes..." Rainbow mumbled, rolling over slightly and unconsciously bumping her muzzle into AppleJack's.

Without a moment of hesitation, AppleJack planted a kiss on Rainbow's unsuspecting lips, making her hum in contentment.

"We gotta get up, Dash. 'Non here needs to go shower. We do too. The entire town is gonna smell him on us." AppleJack instructed.

"Let them smell him. He smells so buckin' good." Rainbow muttered, nuzzling harder into Anon's thigh.

With a hand on each mare's head, gently scratching behind their ears and petting their manes, it took all of Anon's willpower to not audibly coo at the sight. It helped that they were both still slathered in cum, but only slightly.

"Come on, Dashie. Lunch at noon. We can talk about... well, this then." Anon gently chided.

With a groan, Rainbow sluggishly got to her hooves. AppleJack quickly followed suit before helping Anon to his feet. Once he was standing, she returned his clothes to him and allowed him to get dressed. Both mares stared the entire time, not so subtly licking their lips at the reverse strip-tease. With Anon at least looking passable for long enough to make it to his house, the mares said their goodbyes.

Several more kisses and hugs were exchanged, Rainbow in particular ensuring to shove her tongue as far into Anon's throat as she could, before being pulled off by AppleJack, who immediately tried to do the same thing. With that concluded, Anon swiftly headed home, AppleJack's hat still on his head at her request. It was a welcome addition to his wardrobe, and kept the mid morning sun out of his eyes as he made the trek back into town.

The summer sun was shining down on the quaint little town of Ponyville, and even though there were still a large amount of ponies out and about on their day-to-day tasks, most of them paid Anon no more mind than they usually did. Somehow, it appeared as if the events of the previous morning were simply forgotten, or the ponies that were chasing him all the way to Sugarcube Corner from the Ponyville General hospital were simply not out.

Whether his peaceful walk was some kind of divine intervention or just plain dumb luck, Anon thanked his lucky stars all the same. Taking a relaxing stroll through Ponyville was always a good way to calm his mind, especially after having spent most of his life in the suburbs. The open sky and fresh air felt absolutely wonderful on his skin as he found himself arriving at his quiet little apartment within twenty minutes.

"Home sweet home... I wonder if Derpy is still here." Anon thought aloud, before quickly dismissing the thought, "She has work and a filly, what am I thinking. She must've gone home before noon yesterday." He chuckled.

Finding that his front door was indeed unlocked, Anon stepped inside and headed up the stairs to his apartment. In short order he found himself making his way to his bedroom, a tired yawn escaping his lips as he opened his door - only to freeze in place as his eyes fell on the majestic form of Princess Luna standing in his bedroom. Her back was turned to him, giving Anon an absolutely sinful view of her perfect lips and succulent ponut. While every mare he'd bedded had been beautiful and incredible in the sack, there was just no competing with an alicorn in terms of appearance.

Her vulva was as black as the ink blots covering her flanks, and the dark purple skin of her ponut and dock were easily visible against the regal navy blue of her coat. The soft, flowing mane and tail she bore drifted in the nonexistent wind they always did, almost as if they were actively trying to avoid covering her nethers from his gaze.

Just as he thought he'd seen it all, Anon's eyes nearly bulged out of his head as the bulbous pink head of Luna's clit winked out at him, almost as if to greet him itself. It formed a perfect heart, just the right shape to compliment the teardrop shape of her marehood and ponut that captivated him so. For almost ten seconds, he stared at her goods, completely frozen in awe and arousal.

Fortunately, before he could pitch a tent in his pants, Luna turned around, her eyes falling on him just as he managed to wretch his gaze away from her backside.

"A-P-p-Princess Luna!" Anon stuttered, quickly dropping to a knee.

"There's no need for that, Anonymous. I'm not here on any official business." Luna politely informed him.

Even her voice sounded like music to his ears. Without a doubt there was absolutely nothing but perfection standing before him, eyeing him with the same kind of curious intrigue that one might have when meeting someone new for the first time.

"O-Oh, um, alright then," Anon replied, getting back to his feet, "I'm just... surprised to see you here. Um... h-how can I help you? Do you want any snacks? I have snacks! I can get them-" Anon prattled off, his need to be a good host suddenly kicking into overdrive as he realized just who was speaking to once more.

Luna held up a hoof to silence him, "There's no need. I appreciate the offer, but I'm quite alright. All things considered, I should be asleep right now, but I saw something in the dream realm last night and so... I needed to see you." She explained.

Anon's blood suddenly ran cold. The dream realm? Surely there was no way he could help with bad dreams ponies were having, was there? Or perhaps it was something to do with him? Were ponies suddenly having nightmares about him? Was he having nightmares? None that he could recall. If anything, he hadn't slept enough to even have dreams, especially the previous night.

"A-alright. What happened exactly?" Anon asked.

"It's not something that I should explain. Rather, I'd like to see if what I witnessed in the dream realm is even a remote possibility in the waking world... or just the imaginations of the townsponies." Luna explained.

That certainly raised some red flags in Anon's mind.

"The townsponies?" He repeated.

Luna nodded, "Fear not, Anonymous. You are not in trouble. I simply wish to see if my hunch is correct." Luna offered, comfortingly.

Anon gave a slow nod, "Okay... um, what do you need me to do?" He questioned.

"Just stand there and relax. I am going to cast a spell but I promise you it will not harm you in any way." Luna acknowledged.

Anon nodded, prompting the midnight alicorn to ignite her horn and cast her spell. A wave of heat suddenly washed over Anon, making him recoil slightly as the effect hit him. Once the initial wave passed, he felt nothing more than a warmer than-what-was-comfortable temperature all around him.

"Um... what is this doing, exactly?" Anon asked, adjusting his collar.

"I simply wish to see if what I witnessed is true, Anonymous. Do not fear, the spell shan't hurt you." Luna gave him a reassuring smile.

As the seconds ticked by, Anon felt the warmth around him continue to swelter, making him hotter and hotter. It didn't take long at all for sweat to start accumulating on his brow and all over his chest.

"Kinda hot in here..." Anon muttered.

"All part of the process." Luna smiled, though it was clear as day to Anon that her nostrils were flaring repeatedly.

The realization of what exactly was happening hit Anon like a truck, and he couldn't stop the blush that exploded over his face even if he tried. Suddenly, it all made sense; the dreams, Luna arriving in his apartment, and the spell suddenly making it uncomfortably warm, all pointed to one thing and one thing only. Luna wanted to see if his sweat affected her firsthand.

"Um, Princess, I know what's going on here and... are you sure about this? I-I mean, I'm-" Anon began to say, but paused as Luna held up a hoof to silence him.

"Worry not, Anonymous. I'm certain you aren't a danger to Ponyville, per se... however, even I cannot deny that you smell... pleasant." Luna acknowledged, stepping closer, "I think it would be easier for me to tell if you removed some of your clothes."

Anon nervously gulped as blood rushed down to his groin. With a quick nod, he complied with her request and removed his shirt.

"Just like in the dreams..." Luna muttered, not-so-subtly licking her lips.

As she stepped closer, it became more and more apparent to Anon that her face was flushed deeply as well. Fantasies that he dared not imagine suddenly came creeping into his subconscious, despite his brain screaming that it simply wasn't possible. Yet Luna closed the distance between them all the same, her ethereal tail swishing back and forth as if to fan the heat radiating from her loins.

With precious few inches between them, and Luna all but bathing in Anon's scent, a tense silence filled the air. Anon looked down at her, his heart pounding in his chest as he watched the literal Goddess of the night appraising him as if he were for sale. Then, without warning, she leaned in and pressed her tongue against his stomach. Anon flinched at the touch, but did not move as she slowly dragged her tongue up his chest, straight to one of his nipples.

Much to his surprise and arousal, Luna locked her lips around the nipple and suckled for just a moment. With a wet pop, she pulled back, her eyes heavily dilated as she stared back up at him. Her marehood was absolutely dripping with arousal and her wings couldn't spread out any further even if they tried. Each breath she took was deep, as if filling her lungs with Anon's pheromones was more important than oxygen itself.

"It appears the dreamers were right to lust after you. I... buck, I need you to rut me right now." Luna admitted, her calm, regal demeanor finally shattering as the lust building inside her finally won.

Anon may have been many things, but a prude was absolutely not one of them. The mere thought of getting a chance with Luna was something so beyond fantasy that he didn't dare to even question whether he was dreaming or not. Without a word, Anon kneeled down and pulled Luna into a deep kiss, ensuring to shove his tongue into her mouth just the way so many mares had done to him.

While Luna was surprised at the sudden kiss, she was more than eager to return the gesture, her forehooves moving to hold onto Anon's shoulders as she supported herself against him. Her tongue darted out to meet his, the salty flavor exploding all over her tastebuds once more. She couldn't suppress the moan that escaped her lips into Anon's mouth even if she tried. Pheromones filled her sinuses and endorphins flooded her brain as Luna's pulse increased in tune with Anon's, her wings beating in excitement from the moment.

She traced every inch of his mouth, from his incisors to his canines, and all the way back to his molars, battling his tongue the entire time. She could taste the faintest hint of apples on his tongue but that particular flavor was drowned out by the sheer saltiness of his saliva.

As Luna explored his mouth, Anon leaned forward, grabbing hold of her back with his arms. He lifted her up and carried her back to his bed, ensuring he didn't break the kiss as he transported her. As he laid down atop her on the bed, one hand found its way into her mane, gently stroking his fingers through the magical hair as it continued to blow and wisp in some kind of invisible wind.

The other hand quickly removed his pants and underwear, allowing his diamond-hard cock to spring forward and slap against Luna's teats. She gasped ever so slightly at the sensation, before breaking the kiss and letting out a long, guttural moan as Anon pinched her teat in his fingers. He gently stroked a finger around the areola in circles for a moment, before lightly pinching and then squeezing the entire breast. Luna, much like Nurse Redheart, had teats that could make a cow jealous. Each one could fill Anon's hand and then some, allowing for ample spillage of her doughy flesh as Anon took his time squeezing each one, getting different moans and groans from the moon princess each time.

"B-buck... no teasing, I beg of you... it's been a millennium since somepony made love to me!" Luna cried, tears threatening to spill from her eyes.

The sudden admission made Anon freeze, a worried frown forming on his face, "A-are you serious? Princess?" He asked, hesitantly.

Luna shamefully looked away, "I... was never the more desirable between me and my sister... combine that with what I did a thousand years ago and well... stallions haven't exactly been lining up to court me." She responded, sadly.

Just as the first tear began to spill from her eye, Luna gasped in shock as Anon pressed his cockhead against her folds, parting them slightly and allowing his tip to press against her clit, prompting a wave of pleasure to shoot up her spine. Luna looked down at Anon, her eyes wide and watery as he continued to press forward, each inch of penetration bringing her utter ecstasy and pleasure.

"Well then they're all damn fools. You're gorgeous, beautiful, and ravishing. I... I would be honored to give you the best lay you've ever had," Anon responded, a genuine smile on his features, "I just don't know how much energy I'll have... last night left me kinda drained." He muttered.

A brilliant smile quickly formed on Luna's face as her horn simultaneously ignited. Without warning, Anon suddenly felt a wave of energy wash over him. His previously sore and strained muscles suddenly felt rejuvenated and fresh, as if he'd just woken up from a restful sleep. The fog of sleepiness he'd carried since waking up in the barn with AppleJack and Rainbow was gone, as if it hadn't ever been there in the first place, leaving him feeling more energized than he could ever recall.

"Restoration spell. Something to ensure you have the energy you'll need." Luna grinned.

Anon chuckled as he looked down at himself. He even appeared more hydrated than he remembered. With a determined look in his eyes, he lined up his member with her folds and gently pressed forward, spearing his way into her supple flesh. The initial penetration was slow, methodical, and full of passion, both Anon and Luna staring into each other's eyes as they slowly became one. The syrupy nectar that dripped from Luna's folds provided more than enough lubrication to make the insertion more than smooth enough, but all the same, she winced as she was finally speared open for the first time in a thousand years.

Luna let out a shuddering sigh as Anon's hips finally pressed against hers, his entire length shoved as deep into her as it would go. The fullness made her hooves tingle as waves of pleasure reverberated up and down her entire body, her wings splaying out at their full expansion.

Anon, for his part, was struggling to not moan in ecstasy. If the supple, velveteen softness and fiery warmth of the lunar princess's marehood wasn't enough to do him in on the spot, the downright salacious look in her eyes was quickly pushing his fragile mortal sanity to the breaking point. Out of all the mares he'd been with, none of them had eyes that were so captivating and alluring as the beautiful and majestic alicorn below him. Without thinking, he leaned forward, connecting his lips to hers in a gentle kiss. Her gorgeous eyes slowly fluttered shut as she moaned into the kiss, her forelegs weakly holding onto his head as their tongue battled once more.

With glacial speed, Anon pulled his hips back, his cock retreating from Luna's slit until just the tip remained. Just as slowly, he thrust forward, ensuring to maintain the kiss as he pushed himself deeper and deeper into her. Luna's clit winked against the shaft of his cock over and over, sending small tingles of pleasure through his system as his manhood was utterly assaulted with warmth, wetness, and constriction. If nothing else, Luna was easily the tightest mare he'd bedded, making the task of not cumming immediately just that much harder.

Anon's hand migrated down to Luna's moist slit, his dexterous fingers easily finding the bulbous head of her clit as it winked out again. He applied firm pressure and ran his fingers in little circles against the nerve-dense flesh, forcing Luna to break the kiss and throw her head back as another wave of ecstasy hit her.

"Ohh... Anonymous.... oh buck..." Luna moaned.

While to any outside eyes, it would appear as if Anon was absolutely dominating the princess of the night, the truth was that she gave just as good as she got. Rolling her hips with each thrust of Anon's length, she gave him maximum penetration into her depths, while constricting her walls like a vice as he tried to pull out. The sensation was so familiar to Anon from his previous trysts that he was starting to wonder if all mares just instinctively knew how to milk a cock like an expert.

Between the heavenly sound of her melodic voice, the godly feeling of her angelic insides, and the breathtaking view of her gorgeous face, it didn't take long for Anon to reach his breaking point.

"I'm... gonna cum." He informed, his breath hitching.

"Please... cum for me." Luna asked, gently.

The soft longing look in her eyes was more than enough to seal Anon's fate, and with a groan, he thrust again, stuffing his cock as deep into Luna's slit as he could. Rope after rope of seed spurted forth from his cockhead, painting the immortal goddess's walls white. Pearly white spilled free from the crevices around Anon's cock, dripping down into Luna's magical tail.

For Anon, the orgasm was cataclysmic. His knuckles turned white as he clutched the bedsheets and tensed every muscle in his body. Stars appeared in his vision as he came what felt like a gallon of human spunk into the fertile womb of one of Equestria's diarchs. The sensations accosting him were indescribable, making him shake in orgasmic bliss. However, the feeling soon subsided as Anon came down from his high and looked down into the eyes of Luna once more.

Her eyes were wide and a grateful smile was on her face, but there was something else there that brought Anon pause. The way her chest heaved with each breath, the deep blush she wore on her features, and the downright painful straining her wings were subjected to made it clear: she still hadn't cum. Utter dejection instantly enveloped Anon as he stared back into her beautiful teal eyes, the thought that he'd failed her making a pit form in his chest.

However, just as soon as those feelings appeared, they were gone. Anon suddenly recalled that while he had just experienced the most powerful orgasm of his life, he still felt just as refreshed as he had mere minutes ago. A wide grin split his features as he realized the spell Luna had cast on him gave him more than just enough energy for one round.

"I promise you, Luna... I am going to make you cum if it's the last thing I do." Anon swore.

Gently cupping his cheek, Luna returned a serene smile, "Please do... I'm yours." She whispered.

With renewed vigor filling his veins, Anon quickly rolled the lunar alicorn onto her side and laid down behind her. He quickly lined up his cock and slipped inside of her thoroughly drenched pussy. Between her natural lubrication, marecum, sweat, and Anon's cum, there was almost no resistance as he slipped inside. As he pumped in and out of her folds, Anon reached down with one hand, fingering Luna's clit while his other hand cupped her cheek.

The new position gave him easy access to both of her teats as well, allowing him to switch from fingering her to pinching and rubbing her nipples as well. The position also made it much easier for Luna to crane her neck around to lock her lips with his without straining herself. Lewd sounds of flesh against flesh filled the air, only contending with the heaving breaths of the two beings as they tasted and felt each other as intimately as possible.

"I-I'm so close, Anon..." Luna panted, her tongue lolling out of her mouth as she broke the kiss.

Anon immediately increased his pace, his hips lewdly slapping against hers as he shifted into overdrive. His dexterous fingers rapidly rubbed Luna's hastily winking clit, the sensations driving her closer and closer to climactic rapture. However, it appeared as if just knowing that she was close to cumming was pushing Anon to the edge just as quickly, if not quicker. The grimace on his face made it clear to the lunar princess that he wouldn't last much longer, even despite his efforts.

"Choke me." Luna suddenly ordered.

The abrupt command nearly made Anon pause, but after a quick flick of Luna's horn bringing his digits to her throat, he complied without complaint. His fingers squeezed around her airway, cutting off her vital oxygen supply and depriving her of air. The strenuous activity, combined with her already rapidly beating heart, made the lack of access to more air almost immediately suffocating. Within seconds, her chest began to convulse as her lungs burned.

While she was quickly losing consciousness, it was undeniably clear to Anon that Luna was quickly tipping over the edge. He rubbed her clit as hard and fast as he could with his other hand and bit down on her ear as hard as he dared. The combined stimulation of his cock battering her insides, his fingers deftly massaging her clit, the pain of his teeth chomping on her ear, and the oxygen deprivation making her black out was finally too much for the lunar alicorn to bear.

With a whorish moan of ecstasy, Luna finally came, Anon finishing less than a second behind her. Marecum squirted out of her lips and drenched Anon's already thoroughly drenched thighs in her nectar as he pumped liquid fire straight into her celestial womb. Her eyes rolled back in her head as her entire body went rigid, her forelegs tingling from the sensory overload. Stars blinked in and out of existence and the cosmos appeared and disappeared before her while Luna's climactic rapture claimed her.

As he felt Luna cumming all over his cock, Anon released his death grip on her neck, allowing her to take desperate gasps of desperately needed oxygen just as she was about to black out. Luna heaved air into her chest as if she'd ran a marathon, her entire form sweaty and disheveled. Even her magical mane was a mess of tangled hair and loose ends, though it did still retain its magical flowing nature.

Anon was in much the same state as the lunar goddess in his arms, his hair a mess and his entire body drenched in both sexual fluids and sweat. The sheets below them were completely soaked through with those same fluids, making them both feel like they were swimming in each other's scent. The closeness they shared, along with the pheromones they bathed each other in made the prospect of cuddling just that much more enticing. Already in proper position, Anon's hands migrated up to Luna's chest and barrel, his fingers digging into the gentle fluff of her chest.

"That... was the best sex I've ever had." Anon mumbled, nuzzling his cheek into Luna's mane.

After taking a few moments to catch her breath, Luna gently placed her hoof on his hand. While the logistics of it still made absolutely no sense to him, Anon felt a gentle squeeze from the dark alicorn.

"Aye... agreed. Thank you... Anon." She replied, turning her head slightly to look back at him.

Anon smiled at her beautiful eyes. There was something so captivating and majestic about them, almost as if he could see the very stars themselves in her beautiful teal irises.

"So... what now?" Anon asked, softly stroking his fingers through her chest fluff.

Luna gave the smallest of shrugs, her body protesting from even the tiniest of movement, "I've been awake for nearly twenty four hours... I would very much like to rest for the day, if that's alright with you?" She asked, shyly.

The tone of her voice was so meek, so afraid of rejection, and so painfully cute that Anon couldn't help but audibly coo at the lunar princess, "Princess, you can absolutely stay."

Luna weakly smiled, "And... would you stay with me?"

Anon nodded, "I don't have anywhere to be until noon."