Checked In and Checked Out
"Well, this is peculiar…"
Nurse Redheart eyed Anon up and down curiously, as she scrunched her muzzle in thought.
"Erm…is something the matter?" Anon inquired, raising a brow.
Taking a step back, Nurse Redheart harrumphed. "Sorry, this is just a bit of a predicament."
Further confused, Anon pressed. "How? Apparently the princesses want me to undergo a physical since I'm new here and all that jazz. Did I do something wrong?"
"No! Not at all," Redheart replied. "I'm just not entirely sure what to do. I'm familiar with ponies, maybe the occasional dragon or griffin, but…I haven't the slightest clue what or how to do this for you." She glanced behind her, seeing the busy hallways of Ponyville General bustling with patients and nurses alike. "Coupled with the fact that the hospital is absolutely packed with patients thanks to that awful string of feather flu going around, I can't spend time figuring you out while there's so many ponies I already know how to treat."
Anon slumped on top of his hospital bed, sighing. "So what then? I don't think I've got many options here."
"Well I may have an idea." Redheart resumed eyeing him closely. "But before we go there, I suppose I can give you an extensive physical at the least."
Partially relieved, Anon scooted back, watching as Nurse Redheart went about gathering some supplies. He never expected to be getting a physical checkup from a pony of all things, but right now he was appreciating the notion. Watching her work was fascinating, the efficiency of which she gathered the necessary supplies she needed for whatever she was going to do to him showed her experience and expertise. However, there was a sinful root to all of his ogling as well.
He had been in Equestria for only a few months now, but be it by some kind of otherworldly magic, or perhaps his own lustful tendencies, he had been quickly finding himself fixated on the wondrous gallery of mares that roamed about. They were friendly as could be, and he appreciated that immensely, but as of late, he had been finding the more physical side of them more and more appealing. He had always known himself to be a little amorous as he spent time with Ponyville's mares, but as of recently he felt like he couldn't help himself. Often finding himself taking much longer looks at any mare's body, he also was so fixated on their features. He couldn't quite get enough of them no matter how long he stared, and the longer he spent in the Equestria the more he yearned to see more.
Nurse Redheart was a prime example of such. Her flanks bouncing ever so slightly with every step she took trotting to and fro cabinets in the room, the way her bits peaked out from between her legs whenever she bent down to open a lower cabinet, the sweet preview of her lips as a result, as well as her occasionally revealed teats. She was a prime mare, and frankly, one of the best looking in Ponyville now that he thought about it. A part of him felt guilty for the way he was eyeing her up, knowing she was merely, and quite innocently, trying to assist him, but the growing erection in his pants told volumes of how much he was enjoying it.
It was a painful world to live in. It wasn't harsh or anything of the sort, far from it, but rather with so many mares strutting their stuff in the buff always, he had found himself yearning quite a bit for a partner. There was so much to see, so much to dream about, and yet he hadn't had the chance to try his luck with a mare. To be able to feel a warm, plush pair of mounds pressed against him, to run his hands over a smooth flank, or to maybe even-
"Alright, that should be everything I need!"
Nurse Redheart threw Anon out of his daze, drawing his attention as he looked at her. Hastily crossing his legs, intent on hiding his growing erection, he chuckled awkwardly. "O-Oh! Yeah! W-where do we start?"
Redheart raised a brow suspiciously, but shrugged off his behavior soon after. "First, I'm going to need to ask you a few questions. That sound okay with you?"
"No problems here, ask away!" Anon quickly replied, silently praying that his erection would calm itself.
"Alright! So, have you ever had hay fever?" Redheart began.
Anon pursed his lip, giving her an unamused look. "Uh…no, I'm not a pony."
Redheart merely checked a note off of a clipboard, continuing. "Lovely. How about feather flu?"
"Again, not a pony."
"Any past history of wing cramps?"
Anon raised his arms at his sides, tilting his head. "I've had leg cramps, and sometimes my triceps get a bit achey after helping at Sweet Apple Acres. But again, not a pony."
Redheart couldn't help but stifle a chuckle. "I got that part, but this is standard procedure. Since you don't fit any pony species, I'm compiling some questions that are for each kind." She glanced back down at her clipboard. "Regarding manaflow, has your horn had any issues as of late?"
"Nope, manaless and pleased to be so," Anon replied, rolling his eyes yet finding himself snickering as well.
Redheart checked off another item on her list, while also going ahead and checking off most other notes. "Noted, I've gone ahead and checked off most of the other questions as 'no', to save us some time, Mr. Anon." She squinted at her sheet, raising a brow. "But this next one is one that may apply to you..."
"And that would be?" Anon inquired.
"Have you had any odd inconsistencies with your estrus cycles in the last six months," Redheart answered, bluntly.
Anon recoiled, a blush simmering onto his face at her question. He knew it was a doctor's appointment and whatnot, but the nonchalance in which she delivered her question had caught him wholly off guard. It was arguably the closest thing he had experienced to a 'lewd' remark from a mare, even though the context behind it was wholly different. He knew of estrus, and the ways it could affect a mare, but he certainly didn't have to deal with it.
That being said, Redheart's remark did stir images in his head, visualization of her in heat, begging him to rut her senseless and quench her deep desires. The thoughts provoked a rush of blood to his manhood, shooting his erection straight back to full mast. Gnawing his lip, hastily doing his best to dissuade the lecherous depictions in his mind, he shuffled awkwardly.
"I…erm…no? I don't have heat, but my species is kinda just…always horny and ready to go?" he stammered, forcing a smile.
Redheart didn't seem to react, fidgeting with the pen in her mouth. "I…see. I'll put that down as 'sometimes' then."
She set down the clipboard, wheeling around to shuffle through some more supplies she had gathered. Once again, Anon was afforded with another perfect view of her rump, those soft, white, pillowy flanks of hers speaking to his desires deeper than she could ever imagine. He imagined himself grabbing them, seeing how soft they felt. If only he had the nerve, the bravery, or even permission for such a thing. He had seen plenty of pony couples getting a little frisky in Ponyville, but he had no clue how to approach a mare in such a way..
Even still, he had to maintain his composure, and awaited the physical to go on as planned.
The next steps were simple, and thankfully ones that didn't stir any immaturely driven thoughts of lust in Anon. A quick temperature check, which confirmed he wasn't under any form of ailment, a blood pressure test, one that Redheart stated seemed a touch higher than average for a pony, and a quick checkup on his heart rate, which was surprisingly high, something he quickly explained as him being merely nervous for his first Equestrian checkup.
"To be frank, I can't tell you if any of this is normal or not,," Redheart grumbled. "And I certainly can't tell you if there's anything wrong with you. But we can try something that may give more obvious giveaways."
"Sounds good," Anon breathed, relieved she hadn't noticed the visual manifestation of his lust so far. "And I'm guessing that's the last part?"
"Mhm," Redheart calmly hummed, jotting down more notes on her clipboard. "All I need you to do now is strip off your clothes."
Anon froze, unsure of how to respond. Nopony had seen him in the buff yet, not even Rarity when she designed him his clothes! Getting entirely naked may have seemed somewhat natural around a human doctor, but this was a pony. He hadn't ever revealed himself to one, and he had heard many rumors of gossip regarding ponies talking about what he looked like under all his clothes. For him, it felt like a big deal, something he was shocked Redheart wasn't at least excited about. She'd be the first pony possibly in history to see a human up close, and full on, but to her it just seemed like a casual Tuesday afternoon.
"Like…right now?" he murmured, averting his gaze from her. "I've, uh, never been undressed in front of a mare before."
Redheart raised a brow, eyeing him with partial annoyance. "Anon, we're both adults. At least, I think you are. It's not like I haven't seen every stallion in this town show off his stuff. You're no different, and honestly, it's more odd you always wear clothing. It'll be fast, I just need to do a few checkups."
Hesitantly, Anon stood up. Towering over Redheart, he slowly grabbed the bottom of his shirt, lifting it up to reveal his chest. He wasn't exactly muscular, certainly not ripped, but he did have a bit of muscle definition on him, something that seemingly caught Redheart's eye. Her expression swiftly changed as he took off his shirt, from casually wanting to get this done with, to looking up at him with partial awe.
"Is everything okay?" he asked, placing his shirt down on the hospital bed.
Redheart shook her head, nodding hastily. "Ahem, yes, of course! I simply got distracted by uh, well, I mean you're quite healthy!. You m-may continue."
Her reaction piqued a curiosity in Anon, especially seeing her professional demeanor falter for a moment. He didn't have the ego to assume it was a genuine reaction to his physique, chopping it up to possibly something she had just remembered. Still, he was hesitant to continue. His erection was still very much so active, and whipping out Anon Jr. while rock hard may make the wrong impression on the poor mare before him. Though he did at least have some form of a scapegoat. The positive side of ponies knowing nothing about his physiology is that he could easily lie and say he was always like this. Reassured with his excuse, internally going over how he'd explain it to her in his head, he grabbed the brim of his pants. Taking a sharp breath and steeling his nerves, praying she wouldn't get the wrong idea and let him explain, he took the risk of glancing up at Redheart for a moment.
She was staring straight at him with utmost interest, fixating her gaze directly onto his groin as he prepared to take his pants off. Now, ego or not, he knew full well she was very interested in seeing what he had to offer. He was unsure how to feel, but it certainly wasn't helping calm his cock. It throbbed in his pants, his instincts encouraging him to reveal himself to the intrigued mare before him. If she wanted to see what he was packing, then he'd happily oblige.
Pulling his pants down and letting his cock free, Anon stood tall and proud, smirking down at Redheart. "There ya go! It's all off! All the Anon, none of the clothes!"
He stood there for a few seconds, his swagger hastily falling apart from the complete silence Redheart was giving in response. She had dropped her pen to the floor, as her jaw hung open in surprise. He shuddered in place, nervous she was shocked at his boldness, and was about to run out the room and file a very stern complaint about his behavior to the princesses.
However, his concerns quickly turned into bewilderment as Redheart soon dropped her clipboard as well. She slowly began to trot towards him, eyes locked onto his nethers. She licked her lips, her tail flagging behind her as she drew ever closer to him. The turn of events managed to throw Anon out of his lustful bravado and into a realm of bewilderment, as he backed up towards the hospital bed.
"You a-alright, N-Nurse Redheart?" he stammered, shying back.
Redheart's gaze didn't budge, her eyes solely on the prize. "Of course ~ I'm just looking to give you a thorough physical…"
She lurched forward, pressing her muzzle into the region where his nuts and shaft met. She took in a deep breath, embracing his natural musk with a shudder of sheer delight. She moaned lightly, nuzzling against his flesh closely. She parted her lips, taking one of his nuts into her mouth, suckling on it gently as she moaned once more, sending a pleasurable shudder through Anon. His cock twitched against her face, throbbing in desire as her tongue danced along his sensitive skin, teasing him with every motion, moan, and lick she made.
This was hot, Anon couldn't deny that, but something was clearly wrong, and he was worried he was somehow taking advantage of Redheart. Pushing through his lust's demands to allow this to happen, and roping together his own self control, he heaved air into his lungs and boomed.
"Nurse Redheart!"
Redheart's eyes shot wide open, as she glanced down to see her own lips wrapped around one of Anon's weighty nuts. Her pupils shrunk to pinpricks, as she pulled away from him and scampered back. An intense blush was spread across her muzzle, the white of her coat looking red as a tomato on her face. Looking from Anon's groin, back to his face, and back again, she shook her head intensely.
"O-Oh dear! I'm so sorry, Anon! I…I…" she trailed off, gazing at his length longingly once more.
He might've been an idiot, but Anon was at least capable enough to figure out what the issue was. Before Redheart could lose her composure once again, he hastily grabbed his pants, throwing them back on and concealing his goods from her lecherous gaze. Throwing on his shirt soon after, he glanced down at her, unsure if his hunch was right.
Though, like magic right before his eyes, Redheart snapped from her daze. Shaking her head once more, she clamped her tail down against her rump. Rubbing her temple, she grumbled something under her breath, fighting her tail from flicking back up every few seconds. She looked completely befuddled, her flustered expression a far contrast from her usual professionalism. She remained silent, staring over at Anon with utmost embarrassment, confusion, and faint hints of lust.
"Are…you o -"
"Alright! Physical d-done!" Redheart exclaimed. "I c-can't properly handle this for you! It's o-out of my expertise!"
Anon recoiled once more from her outburst, hesitantly pressing her for an explanation. "So…what do I do?"
Redheart avoided any eye contact with him, quickly picking up her pen. Scurrying over to a nearby table, she jotted down something on a piece of paper. She then ran back towards Anon as she handed him the note, basically shoving it into his grasp. Not even giving him time to comprehend what was going on, she got behind him and began pushing him towards the door.
"Lovely getting to - er - know you more! T-thanks for stopping bye! S-sorry I couldn't help much!" she rambled, pushing Anon with surprising force. "H-head to that pony's address and she may b-be able to help! Handles all kinds of exotic critters!"
Anon stumbled forward, stepping through the door and into the hospital hallway. He meant to reply as he turned out, only to find the door quickly shut on him with impressive force. He lowered his hand, utterly flummoxed over the entire situation that had unfolded. Seeing nothing left for him to do, he sighed and made to leave.
He paused as he took his first step, glancing over his shoulder back at the door. Perhaps it was his lingering lust playing tricks on him, but it sounded like Redheart was...moaning from behind the door. Opting to ignore it, intent on not making the situation any more awkward than it already was, he peered down at the note he had been given, reading what was on it.
"Dr. Fauna, huh?" Anon mumbled, reading over the note he had been given.
Waltzing through the streets of Ponyville, he kept mostly to himself. Giving brief hellos to some ponies, his mind was still amuck with confused, lewd thoughts. There was no good explanation to explain what had happened back at Ponyville General, and he had been replaying the entire interaction in his head since he had left. Giving himself some time to head home, take a quick shower, and get dressed in a new getup, he felt at least composed enough to continue his strange day.
He hadn't a clue who Dr. Fauna was. All he knew is that she handled 'exotic critters' as Redheart had coined it, but beyond that he was completely in the dark. Still, he at least had an address. Making his way through the town further, he followed the address until he reached his apparent destination.
What met him was a quaint little home. A sign hung out the front with a paw print on it, swinging gently in the light afternoon breeze. A small patio built up the front, a heart shaped rug standing right before the door. Even a set of dog bowls rested nearby, and a collection of birdhouses were hung up on a small tree right beside the patio. The visual hints were more than enough to let Anon realize just who he had been sent to.
"A vet?! Seriously?!" he blurted out, looking over the home with utter shock.
Now, he had been treated quite well by the ponies of Equestria thus far, but being sent to a vet felt downright disrespectful. He was courteous, polite, and had integrated into their society rather well thus far—so being sent to a doctor for animals felt like a sucker punch to his gut. True, he wasn't a pony, but he certainly wasn't an animal! There was a very stark difference between him and say a dog for instance!
Wholly offended, Anon furrowed his brow and approached the front door. Disrespectful or not, he had been sent here, and unless he wanted to defy the princesses orders, he'd have to suck it up and accept that this is where he was destined to be. Reaching the door, he raised an arm, knocking on it lightly. He stood at the door for a few moments, hearing the sound of various animals behind the door. It perplexed him, but the sound of a crash and an adorable yelp soon after made him jump with concern. Thankfully, his worries were soon calmed, as the front door swung open.
What greeted him was a surprise. An earth pony with a shimmering yellow coat, a blue mane with a lighter blue streak running through it, and adorable yet rather alluring purple eyeshadow looked up at him. From the eyebags under her eyes, he could tell she seemed a touch tired, and, briefly looking past her, he could see the volume of animals she was handling.
"O-Oh! Hello there!" she chirped. She winced as another crash came from inside, before chuckling awkwardly. "Sorry about that! Fluttershy's sanctuary is undergoing some renovations, so some of the critters from around her are wanting to hang around my office like they used to." She smiled up at him. "I'm Dr. Fauna! You must be the human I've heard about! Ah-non, was it?"
"Yup, that's me!" Anon replied. He found his ire soon shifting to comfort, Dr. Fauna's friendly presence and frazzled state warming his heart. "It's a pleasure to meet you. I was sent here by Nurse Redheart."
Dr. Fauna tilted her head, sighing. "Really? She should know I'm beyond busy lately!" She raised a brow, confused. "Wait, why? You're no critter. Bar your appearance you're just like any pony I know, at least you seem that way."
"Exactly!" he exclaimed, earning a surprised eep from Fauna as she took a step back. "S-sorry! It's just, she couldn't help me with the physical I needed, so she sent me to you. Said you may be better, since you handle exotic critters. Which, I guess I fit the description of."
Fauna frowned, looking him up and down. "I mean, you would fit the bill. I'd say being from another world fulfills the definition of exotic pretty well." She glanced behind her, her frown furthering. "I suppose I could squeeze in something quick, though I'm not sure if I'll be able to help. You're unlike any creature I've ever been trained in."
She stepped to the side, motioning for him to enter. Accepting her offer, Anon stepped inside, drinking in the interior of the office. It looked like a typical veterinarian's office by human standards. Bar the tables and such being lower than what he had been used to, she had all the knickknacks a vet would typically have. A table took up the center of the room, a small beaver laying atop it with a cask wrapped around one of its paws.
Shelves lined the walls, filled with various jars and books that were being pushed and knocked down by various scampering critters running about. A large cabinet filled with vials, syringes, and other medicines rested in the far corner, even more animals crawling up the side of it and running on top of it.
"You, uh, sure got a lot of animals in here," Anon noted, watching as Fauna shut the door.
She shrugged, surveying the mess her office was in. "I promise you it's not usually like this. Fluttershy's sanctuary should be done with its renovations in a few hours anyways. Once it's ready, I can send all these little critters back on their merry way." She took a long sigh, leaning forward. "And then I might finally have a bit of time to myself."
Anon eyed all the animals running about, taking note that many of them seemed to be dealing with some sort of ailment, but another large handful seemed perfectly well. He noticed a framed ribbon on the far end of the room, an award for outstanding veterinarian practices in Equestria, one that seemingly announced her as the best vet in the entire country. He figured if she was so skillful with her practice, it would only make sense that most of the animals here had some form of attachment to her.
Anon pointed over at the ribbon, smiling over at her. "Best in Equestria, huh? You must know your stuff!"
"Oh it's just a silly award I was given," Fauna dismissed, scrunching her muzzle. "Though from how the animals seem so attached, I suppose it may hold some weight."
Smiling down at her, Anon drank in her figure. She was extremely pretty, even with how tired she looked. The eyeshadow she wore complemented her coat and hair wonderfully, bringing attention to her bronze eyes. They shimmered with dedication, speaking silent volumes of the passion for her work within those pools that made her gaze. Her mane, even with the chaos around her, was well kept, brushed and cleaned often from the looks of it, whilst neatly tied up in an adorable ponytail. Her coat shimmered in the light of the room, almost as much as her bright smile that briefly broke through here and there. She may have been stressed, but she loved these animals, and her work, and couldn't help but let a smirk slip through.
"Well, anyways, how about that checkup?" she continued, looking around. "I can wrangle some of the things I need. How far did you get with Nurse Redheart?"
Anon blinked wildly, pulling himself away from admiring her beauty. "Oh! She asked me a few questions, tested my blood pressure and all that. We stopped right before she did the final part though."
"The full body physical?" Dr. Fauna asked. "Why's that?"
Shying back, Anon felt sweat begin to run down his forehead. "W-Well, after she had me take off my clothes…she uh…"
"She…what?" Dr. Fauna asked, taking a step towards him. "Surely there had to be some kind of reason she sent you to me."
Anon searched for an excuse in his mind, trying to pull together some kind of valid excuse. He couldn't just tell Dr. Fauna that Nurse Redheart had suddenly gotten the hots for his goods, going so far as to literally suckle on his nuts! It'd ruin her reputation, make him look like a creep, and make the tension in the air as awkward as could be.
"She…she said she figured you'd be able to actually do something with the knowledge rather than her! S-so she stopped it early and sent me to you!" he yelped, throwing out the first excuse his brain could muster.
Dr. Fauna rubbed her chin with a hoof. "Hmm, I suppose that does make sense. But is that all she did? That seems odd." She hummed to herself, thinking. "Though Ponyville General is backed up lately, perhaps she just didn't have the time to do it thoroughly and properly. Alright, if that's the case then I suppose we could jump straight to where she left off."
Anon bit his lip, nerves already beginning to get to him. "You mean…"
"Take off your clothes? Well, of course! How else am I meant to look you over?" She chuckled, poking him in the chest. "All this clothes you wear isn't the norm! It's perfectly natural, don't worry, hun!"
She turned away, beginning to sort and look through her cabinet. Weak-willed as he was, Anon immediately drifted her eyes towards her rump. Fauna's flank was certainly plump, even more so than Redheart's by a fair margin. The way it bounced and rippled with every motion she made caused Anon's cock to immediately begin straining against his pants. She wasn't as smooth as Redheart, clumsily tripping over scuttling animals and ducking beneath flying birds, constantly putting her assets on display for him. When she ducked, she arched her back up, flaunting those cheeks of hers and giving Anon an eyeful of her delectable nethers. Her perky ponut called to his desires, and her marehood looked tight and pleasurable as could be. Her tits, occasionally swinging below her as she side-stepped the occasional mouse or rabbit, were bigger than most ponies he had seen, two hefty melons that called to him.
She was the whole package. Sweet, beautiful, and downright sexy as could be. He couldn't tell if his now fully erect manhood was entirely aroused just by her looks, or perhaps it was also encouraged by her entirety. Regardless, he now found himself in a similar scenario as he did Redheart. About to strip off his clothes with his whole package at the ready to be shown off.
Turning back around, Dr. Fauna presented a small, yet intricately wrapped, lollipop. "I usually save these ones for myself. My own personal stash, dare I say. But for you, I can give you one for being a good patient! I know it seems childish, but I figured you could use some encouragement!"
Anon's heart melted at the gesture, but his worries were far from calmed. Grabbing his shirt, he took a deep breath, lifting it up and over his head. Tossing it to the side, he kept his eyes shut for a moment, fearing Dr. Fauna's reaction may begin to reflect that of Nurse Redheart's. Cracking an eye open, he did indeed find a similar expression slapped onto her face, but her gaze was also littered with a deeper interest.
"I-Interesting. Your anatomy isn't far off from some critters I've read about," she stammered, keeping herself mostly composed although her blush contrasted it. "Please d-do continue."
Anon was already beginning to hesitate. Even if she seemed more in control than Nurse Redheart, it was clear his physique was already beginning to affect Fauna in some manner. However, he ultimately had no other choice. Gripping his waistband, he took a deep breath and pulled down his pants, revealing his erect manhood in all of its glory. Hesitantly, he drew his gaze upwards, catching a view of what he feared to see.
Fauna was quite literally drooling at the sight of his length, ogling every last inch of it and occasionally drawing her gaze down to his weighty nuts. Her blush had deepened a fair amount, cascading a hue of red across her yellow coat. She bit down on her lip, gnawing it as she fought some internal battle, struggling to resist moving towards him.
"T-That fits the description p-pretty well!" she mumbled, straining to get her words out. "Though…I…I need to look into this further…"
Watching her begin to trot towards him, Anon leaned back. Damned if he knew what his loins did to mares, but he was now two for one in this regard. Spreading his legs apart, he silently prayed she had some kind of idea what was going on, but as her muzzle drew closer, he froze.
As Redheart had done, Fauna pressed her snout right against where his cock and nuts met, huffing in his scent deeply. His earthy aroma was downright addictive, carrying an exotic scent that was certainly out of this world. Fauna hummed quietly, barely concealing a moan as she greedily took in more of his scent, her tail flagging fully over her rump. Her first sniff was quite long, but the second was far less subtle, her nostrils flaring out wide as she wished to savor everything he had to offer. Anon could feel a slight hot breeze against the skin of his balls, a gentle caress that teased the nerves within them. Unlike Redheart, her breath could definitely be felt. She then shuddered deeply, planting a kiss against his nuts as she flooded her olfactory senses with his one-of-a-kind musk.
"Y-yup - nngh - that fits as well…"
Anon raised a brow, glancing down at her. She was indulging herself in his goods, that was clear as day, but she was seemingly piecing together something else too. Spreading his legs further apart, he gave her more room, letting her indulge herself in her 'studies'. As he expected, she soon opened her mouth, dragging her tongue along his nuts, groaning deeply as his taste met her.
His flavor was unlike any other, a mixture of salt, various fruits, and once again an exotic taste that was incomparable to anything in Equestria. She knew about it, or rather, something akin to this. As the cogs in her brain conflicted between logic and lewd, she took one of his nuts into her mouth. Suckling on it briefly, lapping it thoroughly and coating it in her saliva. She pulled back and slowly drew her tongue up his length. She sampled every inch, taking in his flavor whilst huffing in more of his unique musk.
Reaching his tip, she wrapped her lips around it, greedily lapping up some of his precum as her tongue danced around it. She shuddered with delight, a throaty moan echoing from her depths as she dove her muzzle downwards. Taking his length into her gullet inch by inch, she managed to force his entire titanic manhood into her mouth. She held his cock entirely in her throat for a few moments, pressing her muzzle against his groin as he felt his head reach the very back of her throat. She held it in for a moment longer before pulling back and releasing his length completely. She gently pulled it out of her mouth with a gentle shlick as she coated it in even more saliva in the process. Finally she kissed it on the tip before widening her eyes at Anon.
She was panting softly, her eyes clearly glazed over with lust. She shook her head, fighting off whatever urges were plaguing her. "Mmmph ~ A-Apologies! P-Please, cover yourself back up before I lose all my composure!"
Anon didn't need to be told twice, even if he was frozen in both shock and delight equally. Grabbing his pants, he pulled them back over his waist, concealing his seemingly entrancing member from Fauna's view. He took a step back as sweat ran down his face, his mind raced. He couldn't explain what had just happened, even though he feared it may arrive, but he was hornier than he had ever been in the past.
"W-What was all that?! Nurse Redheart did the same thing!"
Dr. Fauna took a few moments to gather her bearings. Taking a deep breath, exhaling slowly, she shook herself off. Doing her best to mask the blush that consumed her face, she cleared her throat, fighting to keep her tail down.
"It's what I thought," she replied, avoiding eye contact. "It seems your kind actually used to exist here."
Anon was gobsmacked. He had thought she had simply lost all control of her lust like Nurse Redheart had, but it seemed she actually had some kind of clue on what was going on. "Wait…what?! How do you know that?"
"Back when I was studying in Canterlot, we had a course on ancient creatures. There was a rather…uncouth book we had to read about. About these creatures that had a way of alluring mares, taming them into needy, eager pets to an extent." She gnawed at her lip, her tail flagging back up. "From the very descriptive texts that book had, you fit the bill as one of them. Though they were called 'sapiens' in it, not humans."
Anon waved his hands before him, trying to find reason in the absurd explanation he was being given. "Woah, woah, woah! Hold on a second! You're saying that there were humans before me? And they turned you guys into these horny, sex-crazed pets?!"
"S-Something along those lines, yes," Fauna hesitantly replied. "It would appear their genitalia had an entrancing effect on mares. Some kind of magical aura that compelled ponies to be eager to serve, and more so compelled ponies to be exceptionally aroused."
"So you're saying my dick makes mares go crazy, more or less," Anon grumbled.
For most guys, this would seem like a dream come true, but for Anon, it made him incredibly conflicted. On one hand, it seemed he could get laid whenever he wanted, amassing a harem of tamed mares that were eager to fuck and happy to listen, but on the other, it felt horribly wrong. He just wanted to be a normal dude, not some kind of weird isekai protagonist. Knowing his goods could have this effect on mares could spell countless issues for him and his morals.
"B-But don't worry!" Fauna continued, most likely seeing the worry painting his expression. "There are spells that exist to fix that. Imagine something like the opposite of the Want It Need It spell! It should be able to balance things out to make your penis as normal in appeal as any stallion's!"
Raising a brow, Anon threw her an unamused look. "You do understand how absurd this all sounds to me, right?" He pointed a finger at her. "You're telling me, in full confidence, that humans before me tamed ponies and then formed…their own little harems?! You do know how utterly ridiculous that sounds, right?"
"Yes, yes, I know!" Fauna shot back, frowning at him. "But it's the truth! You think I'd suck you off so casually under normal circumstances?!" She covered her mouth with her hoof, eyes going wide as she realized what she had said. "W-Which I apologize about. That certainly must have been uncomfortable for you. I hope you can forgive me, but…it is quite literally a biological instinct I just went through."
"Listen, you're fine," Anon comforted, reaching down and scritching her behind the ear. "It's just hard to believe. I'm not even saying I didn't enjoy it, because I'd be lying if I did." He threw caution to the wind, opting to be upfront and honest. "I appreciate you explaining it, and I wouldn't mind you doing that again, but under different circumstances."
Fauna's blush resurfaced, as she leaned forward, curious. "Pardon me? Different circumstances?"
"Alright, y'know what, I'm just gonna be forward," Anon exclaimed, leaning forward to eye her closely. "I think you're pretty. And, I won't lie, this whole hard on is cause I was eyeing you up."
Fauna merely stared back at him, wide-eyed.
"And you seem really sweet. And you helped me out. And you kinda just gave me the quickest blowjob I've ever had but my knees are still weak from how good it was." He crossed his arms. He had been yearning to find a partner for months now, and with how absurd their current circumstances were, what he was planning to do next didn't seem too far-fetched. "So, if you can get away with sucking me off out of nowhere, I think the least you could do is let me take you out for a date."
Fauna blinked wildly, averting her gaze from him as she shyly rubbed her foreleg with a hoof. The blush on top of her muzzle was different from the one she had earlier. It was softer, more bashful, the color of a rose petal. She then took a deep breath, turning back towards him.
"W-Well…I don't think these are instincts talking, but I do think you're quite handsome." She perked up, smiling over at him. "And I've heard plenty about how helpful and sweet you are from other ponies in town. I wouldn't be against the idea, but…" She gazed longingly at her chaotic office, sighing. "As you can see, I'm a bit too busy. Taking care of these last few animals and cleaning up will take up my entire night."
Anon was utterly shocked that that worked. For months, he had been dreaming of even chalking up the guts to ask somepony out, and here he was, asking one of the most beautiful ponies he'd ever seen out on a date. It felt surreal, as she was already willing to give him a chance. He cursed himself silently for waiting so long, countless nights longing for a chance when it turned out it was simply this easy! Or perhaps it was luck. Well, he was sure it was luck, but regardless, she had shown interest and he was going to ensure this happened.
"Here's an idea!" he replied, raising a finger. "Why don't I help you? It's the least I could do for you sorting this situation out for me. We can go out for dinner later, on me." He put his hand on his leg and leaned in. "Then, maybe we can figure out whatever potion or spell I need to make sure my dick isn't, y'know, a bit too effective on mares?"
Fauna chuckled, rubbing the back of her head sheepishly. "That'd be nice…I can't say this is going anywhere near how I expected." She shook herself up, beaming up at him. "But such an offer from such a lovely stud - er - human is something I can't deny. If you're willing to help, I'll gladly take you up on it. Then, I can get to know you a bit better." She pointed a hoof at him, giving him a stern look. "I may have done…that to you, but that was instinct! Ponies saying good things about you is one thing, but I need to see what you're like for myself! I don't know you all too well…"
"So it's like a 'I just sucked your dick but don't really know you much at all' blind date?" Anon chided, shooting her a wink.
Fauna rolled her eyes, failing to stop a snicker. "So that's the signature Anon humor I've heard of. Sure, a test date, more so. But we can figure all that out after we finish up here."
"Well, then let's get to it, shall we?"
It took a few hours, but after some work, and plenty of criticism from Fauna for his animal caretaking abilities, Anon had finished helping her. Most of it involved wrangling animals to relax so they could be treated, but it was still a lot of work. He had learned a fair amount about how animals behaved, and even how to handle them properly without causing harm. Fauna was a patient teacher, and he was grateful for her guidance.
With the animals now sent off to the now reopened animal sanctuary, Fauna finally had time to breathe—and more specifically, go on a date.
"Alright, this is the spot!" Anon chirped, walking beside Fauna.
She eyed the restaurant, smiling at the sign. "The Fair Trotter? This place is pretty pricey, isn't it?"
Anon shrugged. "Well, people back home told me first impressions count." He smirked. "Don't worry, if this first date goes well I'll be downgrading our outings to hayburgers and fries."
"Hehe, honest aren't you?" She smirked back. "Don't worry, I'm not too picky. If you manage to do well here, I think I'll be more than fine settling on hayburger dates and fry movie nights."
"Didn't take you for the type, honestly." Anon chuckled to himself, leading them both into the restaurant. "A mare as beautiful as you seems like she'd only deserve the best!"
Fauna blushed lightly, her ear flicking as she let out a giggle. Pleased that his flirtatious comment had landed well, Anon surveyed the restaurant. This was clearly no ordinary Ponyville eatery. Every detail oozed class; although he had never been inside before, he had heard glowing reviews. Even from the outside, the restaurant's class was evident, with its soft, romantic lighting and sophisticated decor enhancing its charm.
Walking up to the front desk, Anon greeted the pony working there. It was a teal earth mare with a pink bow tie, she wore a name tag that read "Opal Glow", and a smile to match.
"Good evening! Table for two?"
Anon nodded. "Yup! Just two." He saw Fauna trot next to him out of the corner of his eye.
Opal Glow nodded as she left her desk, leading them to a table in the far corner. In doing so, Anon was able to get a good look from behind at the waitress. Her uniform was rather tight and hugged her body well, showing off her shapely rump. On top of being hot, she was undeniably cute, and Anon couldn't help but check her out as she swayed her tail back and forth. Whether that sway was intentional or not, it worked on him.
Then, a thought snapped him out of it. He was so used to ogling mares that he forgot the real reason for him being here. It's true that this mare, or any mare he saw in the restaurant, was quite the looker, some more than others, but he was here tonight for another mare. One he had asked out on his own accord, and one he wanted to focus on for the evening.
Regardless, he tried to set his mind straight while he and Fauna were led by the waitress. It was a struggle to keep his eyes off the innocent waitress' shapely curves, but his desire to be a good date to Fauna conquered his lingering libido. Prying his eyes away and surveying the restaurant, it was evident that the place was definitely busy tonight. Everywhere he looked, ponies of varying colors ate and chartered amongst themselves. The atmosphere was warm and cozy, yet still had a sense of elegance about it, and he couldn't imagine having better first impressions for a new spot.
"Your table," Opal Glow said as she stopped the couple.
They were led to a small booth in the far corner of the restaurant, a window looking out onto the street. The view was perfect, and the candlelit table only added to the ambiance. Fauna sat across from Anon, smiling softly at him as she adjusted herself in her seat. Her eyes wandered to the window, watching the lights and ponies outside as she waited for Anon to join her.
"Quite the view," Anon noted as he sat down, returning Fauna's smile.
"Pretty good for a date, right?," Opal Glow winked, placing down some menus in front of them both.
"What? No no, I mean--"
Fauna reached her hoof out and rested it on his own. "It's fine. It's not like she's wrong." She blushed a little, smiling as she turned back to the waitress, who only returned with a smile so charismatic, it definitely seemed as if she was used to couples on their first dates.
The waitress brushed a lock of hair from her mane before clearing her throat and standing straight. "I'll give you two some time to browse the menu and think. Just call me back over when you're ready to order." She waddled off, the sway in her hips still making it quite hard for Anon not to glance.
Fauna laughed, rolling her eyes. "She's really testing your self control, huh?"
"I-Is it obvious?" Anon stammered, scratching the back of his neck.
"Oh yeah, it's super obvious," Fauna smirked as she picked up her menu, signaling for Anon to grab his own. "I don't mind you ogling, but let's focus on just us for the evening, shall we?" She flipped it open, eyeballing the options.
Anon took the hint, opening his own menu. There were many choices, although he barely recognized any. All of them sounded delicious from what he read, but he had to remind himself that he was paying for all of this. That, and some of the more unique options seemed more tailored towards a pony than a human. Especially since he wasn't even sure if his palette could handle some of the stranger ones on the list.
Daisy sandwiches, apple blossoms, carrot cake, and so much more. He had to admit, it was overwhelming.
"Uh... what would you get?"
Fauna shrugged as she continued scanning over the menu, seemingly unfazed. "I don't really eat out often, but I suppose a garden salad would be nice."
"Ahh...well...I'm more of a meat eater."
"Meat, huh?" Fauna smirked. "I guess you're a bit more like the old species than I thought. Don't worry, in case you're concerned. I may be a vet but I'm not gonna be a stickler about you eating meat." She giggled, resting her head in her hoof as she looked at him. "Well, why not try something different? I've never heard of some of the options here." She tapped her menu with a hoof. "Like the haystack skillet."
Anon raised a brow, glancing back and forth between her and his own menu. "Haystack skillet?"
Fauna reached over and pointed a hoof towards the bottom of the Anon's menu, where the description read: "The haystack skillet: A hearty serving of hayfries, topped with a creamy colby cheese sauce, sprinkled with green onions. Served with a fresh, crisp, garden salad on the side."
Anon had to admit, it sounded appetizing, though he was unsure if his body could even handle hay. He had been fortunate enough to have some locals in town brew up dishes similar to ones back home, though testing something culturally different couldn't hurt too much. Seeing as it seemed relatively tame and not overly strange, maybe it would be alright? After all, he was trying to impress Fauna with his willingness to be adventurous, and he was willing to give it a shot.
"It's settled then," Anon announced, closing his menu and putting it to the side. "I'll grab that!"
Fauna did the same, giggling. "Sounds like a plan!"
A brief moment of silence passed, and one of Anon's passive fears seemed to have come true. Both him and Fauna sat in their seats awkwardly while trying to avoid eye contact. It was clear neither of them was sure what to say. If he wanted things to go smooth, Anon knew he needed to break the ice.
He opened and closed his mouth several times, trying to find words. It took a bit of thinking, brewing possible openers, but he had to do something. Scrounging his mind for ideas, he finally found the courage to blurt something out before the situation became even more awkward—but a new waitress, a gray unicorn mare with a purple mane and tail, walked up to the table right as he hoped to speak.
"Good evening! My name is Moonshine, and I'll be your waitress tonight! How's everything so far, guys?"
Anon raised a brow. "Oh? I thought the other mare was our waitress for the evening?"
Moonshine shook her head. "Nope! She's seating tables today. I'll be the one taking your orders tonight." She looked between Anon and Fauna, her smile never faltering. "Sooo, how are things so far? Are you ready to order?"
Fauna spoke up before Anon could say anything. She gestured to Anon, pointing her hoof at him. "Good! We'd like to get the haystack skillet for two please!"
She then turned back to Anon with a smirk. She winked at him and leaned in, whispering to him, "I figured it'd be cute to share, but if you're not okay with it, we can get separate meals."
Anon shook his head, chuckling. "No, I think that sounds fun, actually!" He turned to Moonshine, nodding to her as well. "Yeah, we'll get the haystack skillet, Moonlight."
Moonshine raised a brow, tilting her head.
He realized his mistake quickly, correcting himself. "Sorry! I mean Moonshine!"
"It's fine, hon! Not the first time." She smiled, writing down their order on her notepad. "And don't worry! The haystack skillet is a popular choice here." She tucked her pad and pen into her apron, turning away from the table. "You two planning to not wash it down with anything to drink? Or perhaps I can get you started on a nice wine?"
Anon shook his head, raising his hand in front of him. "Water's fine for me! Thank you!"
Moonshine nodded. "Water it is! How about you, miss?"
Fauna smiled. "Some wine would be lovely, thank you. Something light, please!"
"Coming right up!" Moonrise said with a grin as she left the table.
As Anon sat back, his mind was abuzz with thoughts. He had never been on a date before, let alone one with a pony. And while he knew this wasn't exactly a normal situation, he couldn't help but feel nervous. He wanted to impress Fauna, but he didn't want to come off as too pushy or forward either. But then again, he had already asked her out and she seemed more than happy to go along with it. Perhaps he just needed to relax and enjoy the moment?
He looked over at Fauna, who was still smiling at him. She seemed relaxed, calm, and collected, as if she had done this many times before. He couldn't help but feel a little jealous of her experience, but he also felt lucky that he got to be with her tonight.
"So, Anon," Fauna started, resting her hooves on the table. "Why me?"
The question was simple, but effective enough to catch him off guard.
"W-Well, you know, you... uh..."
He stammered, trying to find an answer, but nothing came to mind.
Fauna leaned forward. "I mean, you're quite handsome, and seem to be a lovely individual from what I've heard from other ponies. I don't think anypony would deny that fact." She brushed her mane back with her hoof, giving him a sly look. "But me? I'm just an average mare who works with animals."
Anon shook his head firmly, frowning at her. "Don't say that! You're so much more than that, you're sweet, and kind, and you've helped me out so much already!" He paused for a moment, realizing what else to say. "And you're beautiful! Very much so! I mean it."
Fauna blushed deeply, turning away from him as she tried, and failed, to keep her smile from widening. "Well...thank you." She turned back to him, smiling shyly. "I don't think anyone's called me beautiful before, honestly."
"Really?" Anon asked curiously.
Fauna's blush was cleared as her smile turned more smug. "Oh, don't give me that. I've just been focused on work for...well, forever really. It's not like there are many stallions in Ponyville who would want to date me. They probably think my life is too hectic for them." She chuckled to herself, shaking her head. "I've just got a job that requires me to be around animals all day long. So I guess I can't be too surprised that this isn't too common for me." Her smile faltered a portion. "I've had dates before, but they always seemed to pitter off once they learn more about my work.
Anon frowned. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. Fauna was clearly a wonderful mare who cared deeply about her work and the animals she took care of, yet she didn't seem to think she deserved any better than being alone. He knew he had to change that.
"Well then, I'm glad you agreed to come out with me tonight," Anon replied with a smile. "You deserve it." He winked at her. "Plus, I already literally did part of your job with you, so you know that isn't scaring me off.
Fauna blushed again, turning away from him once more. "All of that from what happened earlier?"
"Well, yeah! You helped me so much already, and I wanted to repay you somehow." He leaned in closer. "This is a nice change of pace from helping you out with the badgers, right?"
Fauna nodded, giggling as she leaned back in her seat. "Oh for certain. They really didn't like you."
"Yeah, well, unlike you, I'm not good with animals," Anon remarked. "But you at least showed me how to handle them better. That's something. Maybe with more time together I'll catch on."
Before their conversation could continue, Moonshine returned to the table with a glass of water and a glass of wine. She placed them both down on the table and smiled at them both. "Your haystack skillet will be ready soon! In the meantime, enjoy your drinks!"
Anon took his glass of water, sipping it slowly as he watched Fauna take her first sip of wine. She hummed softly, closing her eyes as she savored the flavor. It was clear that she enjoyed wine, and Anon couldn't help but smile at how adorable she looked. A pony drinking wine wasn't exactly something he'd ever expect to see, but he found appreciation in the absurdity of it.
Yet, at the same time, he felt a sense of unease creeping up within him. He had spent so long thinking about mares and the impossible chance of finding somepony who would want him, that he never thought about what it would be like to actually date one. And while Fauna seemed sweet, he was starting to doubt if he belonged with her. Her sucking his dick earlier was purely because of... whatever that was, not from a genuine desire she had. He felt his unease stir within his gut, hesitations and anxiety running through him further, bit by bit.
"Anon?"
He snapped out of his thoughts, turning back to Fauna. She was looking at him with concern in her eyes.
"Are you alright?"
Anon shook his head gently. "Yeah! I'm fine!" He took another sip of water, trying to calm himself down. He didn't want to ruin this date by being too self-conscious or nervous. He just needed to relax and enjoy the moment with her. "Just got lost in thought is all."
Moonshine returned to their table a few moments later with a large tray in her hooves. On it were two plates of hayfries and colby cheese sauce, as well as two fresh garden salads on the side. She placed them both on the table and gave her signature at them both. "Enjoy your meals!"
Fauna thanked her as she looked down at the steaming hot food before her. Anon then did the same, and took in the smell as well. It definitely smelt familiar, with the scent of hay and cheese filling his nostrils. It was an odd combination, but he was willing to give it a shot for Fauna's sake.
He picked up his fork, spearing a few hay fries onto it and scooping some of the cheese sauce onto it as well. He brought it up to his lips, taking a bite. He chewed for a few moments, and then... it hit him. The taste was unlike anything he had ever experienced before. The hay was soft and fluffy, while the cheese sauce was creamy and delicious. It was almost like eating french fries with melted cheese on top, but with an exotic twist—a very welcome surprise.
He looked up at Fauna, who had already started to dig into her salad. She seemed to be enjoying it as well, beaming as she chewed. Anon smiled back at her, feeling relieved that he wasn't the only one enjoying the meal.
As they ate, Anon found himself relaxing more and more. He felt comfortable around Fauna, even though this was their first time out together. Despite the rising imposter syndrome, he could tell that she cared about him. She didn't seem to mind his awkwardness or his nervousness, and she didn't judge him for it either.
After a few moments of eating in silence, Anon decided to break the ice once more. He cleared his throat, catching Fauna's attention.
"So, uh, about earlier...at your office."
Fauna paused, and after a second or two, she blushed deeply. "Yes?"
"Do you think that, well, if you know what...didn't happen, you'd still be interested in me?"
Fauna blinked at him, tilting her head. "I mean, yes, why wouldn't I be? She stuck her tongue out at him playfully. "You need to give yourself confidence. And you've been nothing but sweet to me since we met. I wouldn't mind seeing where this goes."
"Seeing where what goes?" Anon stammered nervously.
"Us," Fauna replied simply. "You and I. Dating." She giggled as she took another bite of her salad. "I don't know about you, but I'm willing to give it a shot."
Anon couldn't help but smile wider. He had never felt so relieved in his entire life. It was as if a weight had been lifted off his shoulders, and he could finally breathe again. Months of daydreaming about mares, and here he was with one who seemed more than willing to date him. It was surreal, but it felt good to know that he had found somepony who wanted to be with him.
Especially with a mare like her, he thought to himself as he watched her eat her salad. She was beautiful, smart, and kind—and so much more he had yet to discover or properly appreciate just yet. He just needed to relax and enjoy the moment with her. Despite that, a thought crept into his mind, one made from the lingering anxiety.
"And, uh, have you... ever..."
"Been on a date?" She smirked at him. "Yes, but I haven't been on a date in a few years." She shrugged. "Like I said, just been too busy with work."
Anon nodded slowly, taking another bite of his fries as he processed this information. If it's really been years for her, she definitely doesn't have the demeanor of someone who hasn't dated in a while. She seemed rather in control, and fairly confident. But then again, he was new to this whole dating thing, so perhaps she seemed amateurish in the grand scheme.
"And I'm the exception?"
Fauna looked down at her salad. "I, well..." Anon could see another blush encroach her snout as she processed the question, letting her fork down. "I guess so. You've been a sweetheart since we met, and you're willing to help me out with my work. It's nice to have someone like that around."
"No, there's more to it than that. It... it doesn't have to do with my... problem, is it?"
She shook her head firmly. "No, not at all! I mean, yes, it is a bit of a problem, I've never seen anything like it personally, but you've got plenty of lovely traits that balance it out. Plus, it isn't exactly a problem—and certainly not a dealbreaker." She smiled softly at him. "It's just...you already seem different from most stallions I've known. And I don't mean just physically."
Anon blushed himself. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. Fauna seemed to genuinely have faith in him, even though she had only known him for half a day now. It made him feel special, and he couldn't help but feel warm and fuzzy inside.
After some more time and casual chit chat, he eventually did manage to finish his food, as did Fauna. They both sat back in their seats, full and content with their meal. Anon glanced over at her, who took another sip from her wine glass. He simply could not stop appreciating her. She looked beautiful under the candlelight, and he couldn't help but stare at her for a moment. His gaze lingered so long that she did eventually catch him looking at her, and saw her deep in thought, at least for a moment. Then, she looked up and smirked back at him playfully.
"Did you enjoy the skillet? It was quite good, wasn't it?"
There was a shift in her tone. It was subtle, but he noticed it.
Anon nodded slowly. "Oh, yeah, it was delicious! I was honestly really scared ordering it."
Fauna smiled back at him. "It's all in the seasoning! And the colby cheese sauce is to die for. I've had it before, but this one is even better than usual!"
There was some kind of undertone she carried with her words, as they shifted more and more, becoming softer, almost playful.
He could see her expression soften as she looked back down at her nearly empty plate, but her smile stayed.
"It didn't taste nearly as good as you, though~"
Sultry. Her tone was absolutely, undoubtedly, littered with lewd intent.
Anon blinked, unsure if he heard her right. He opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. He was simply stunned.
Fauna giggled softly to herself, finishing off her wine glass and setting it down on the table as she knew the power her flirtatious attack had. It was as if she knew the weight in her words, but ignored it as if to tease him.
"I never did talk about repaying you for your help earlier, did I?"
Anon shook his head slowly. "N-no, you haven't. But you shouldn't need to repay me for anything."
Fauna smirked back at him. "Oh, trust me, I do. And I know just the thing too." She leaned forward on the table, resting her hoofs on it as she gazed back at him with a mischievous look in her eyes. "How about we go back to my place? I have something special planned~"
Anon blinked again, unsure of what she was suggesting. He cleared his throat, trying to keep his voice steady. "Uhh...what exactly are you suggesting?"
"Well," Fauna started, standing up from her seat and walking around the table towards him. "How about you find out by meeting me back at my clinic once you're done paying, hm? I'll head out a bit earlier, so I can prepare~"
She pulled out plenty of bits and placed it on the table, trotting away without another word. In doing so, she gently brushed her hip against his shoulder, making him jolt slightly. She giggled to herself as she left Anon at their table. "There's a bit to help. Wouldn't be fair if I made you pay the entire bill after all."
He wasn't sure what to think. Fauna seemed more than happy to be with him, but he couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. He knew he had a problem, one that he needed to get fixed, but he wasn't sure if this was the right time to do so. He simply stared back at her, dumbfounded, but couldn't help but feel excited for whatever she had planned. Her flirting along with the view he got of her strutting away, those supple yellow flanks bouncing with every step. She was purposely emphasizing her steps, swaying her hips in a sultry manner. She glanced back at him, eyes-lidded as she flicked her tail up for a moment. He caught a glimpse of her marehood, spotting the twinkle of her lust coated on it. The sight was a shock, a welcome one sure, but a shock nonetheless.
He turned back to the table, and thought about what she meant, and what he was to expect.
And then found a key in the pile of coins.
After a few minutes, Moonshine returned and he paid for his and Fauna's meal, leaving the restaurant and making his way back towards Fauna's clinic. As he walked through the streets of Ponyville, he couldn't help but think deeply to himself. He never imagined he would go on a date with a pony, let alone one of Fauna's caliber. But it happened, and now, he was getting invited to something else.
What that something else was, was yet to be known. But he knew regardless of it, he was excited.
What she said at the restaurant still stuck with him. She called him sweet, cute, flirted, and even got outright lewd with him. It definitely made him feel special, or at least wanted, since that was the first time he had received any comment of the sort. Even still, the remark made him only want to impress her more, as much as he apparently seemed to have won her over so far. If the magical, instinctual issue with his goods really was a problem, then he needed to get it fixed as soon as possible. He wanted his relationship with Fauna to be genuine, not based off of some instinct that basically altered mares' minds.
Using the same path he tried to remember towards her clinic, he eventually found himself back at her doorstep. This time, a plain looking "CLOSED" sign hung on the door. To his lack of surprise, trying to open the door only resulted in failure. Right behind the closed sign was the schedule, and he noticed that this place was definitely supposed to be open at this hour.
He reached out for the key given to him at the dinner, bringing up close to him before trying to unlock the door. It had a cute dog charm attached to it. It was adorable and a little dorky, certainly fitting for Fauna's personality, but he knew he needed to focus.
With a deep breath, he easily unlocked the front door. Whatever she had planned was definitely something that warranted the closing of this place, and it made it nervous. What if it was something bad? Or maybe even something that made her change her mind about him? That hip brush from earlier could've just been an accident. What if she just found a solution and really did want to get rid of the very thing that set things in motion?
Anon shook his head firmly, pushing these thoughts aside as he pushed the door open. Upon stepping inside, the first sense he was greeted with was that comfy clinic smell he didn't know he missed until now. It was clean, organized, and void of any animals or ponies.
It was empty.