Diamond Gavel grunted with exhaustion as she finally managed to unlock her apartment door.

It had been a long day.

The unicorn mare juggled the heavy nondescript bag she’d been carrying in her magic to free one of her hooves so she could navigate her keys and door, then slipped inside and clicked on the lights inside her place.

It was almost 9PM and she hadn’t even eaten dinner yet, hadn’t had a chance to catch her breath and re-energize after a long day of work… but she still had to get up the next morning at 5AM to do it all over again.

Even with her stomach rumbling, Diamond’s first thought wasn’t on sneaking in to the kitchen to fix herself a meal. Diamond Gavel wasn’t that hungry. Dinner could wait. She’d been waiting all day to get a different kind of relief, after all.

As one of the youngest chief legal counsels for a Fortune 500 company in all of Equestria, she had long since come to terms with the fact that squeezing little pleasures out of life would always come at the expense of either sleep or the progression of her career… and as an extremely career-oriented young mare, she had long since made the choice that sometimes she would need to pull all-nighters.

Still, Diamond hoped tonight wouldn’t be one of those situations: if she was quick about what she needed to do, she might still be able to get a little rest.

The light-gray unicorn quickly slid her blazer off of her shoulders as she trotted over to her couch. Catching a glimpse of herself in her hallway mirror, Diamond couldn’t help but sigh: even at the end of a long, stressful and unfulfilling day… even with her somewhat bedraggled hair and tired eyes… she still didn’t look a day over her young age of 28.

While some other ponies might take such youthful complexion as a blessing, Diamond always found it a frustrating weakness in the business world. So much time was wasted and so many working relationships would start on the wrong foot because she needed to convince the business-ponies she dealt with that she wasn’t some pretty junior intern… that, despite her appearance, she had maturity beyond her years… that she was the boss.

Still levitating the bag alongside her, Diamond slumped down with a sigh onto her favorite recliner. She spread her rear hooves without embarrassment as if she were a construction stallion on a city bus, basking for a moment in the relief of being off her hooves for the first time in hours.

Setting the bag down on the floor beside the recliner, she kept her horn ignited and went through the familiar motions of casting the dis-spell of her personal ‘reduction’ magic. She hummed as she worked the magical energy through her horn, a well-practiced routine after so many years of using the unique invocation—one that very few mares knew about.

Diamond Gavel had found very early on in her life that stallions—and sometimes even other mares—tended to get distracted when their counterparts or colleagues had… ample body parts. Particularly if the body parts in question had some sexual association… like the teats of a mare, for instance.

In that department, Diamond had always been blessed.

Nothing overly gargantuan or massive, like some pin-up mares she’d seen… but definitely enough to make heads turn. Her mother used to joke that there must have been a cow somewhere in their family lineage, before coyly telling the filly she’d appreciate them when she was a bit older and looking to land a coltfriend.

But Diamond had always found her ‘assets’ to be a hindrance.

Not only could large teats cause distractions when giving presentations or meeting stakeholders for the first time, making them regard her as a bimbo or a piece of eye-candy instead of the serious business-mare she was… but the damn things were just heavy too!

It wasn’t possible to tell just how ‘endowed’ the unicorn was at this moment, though. Even as Diamond sat with her legs splayed in the privacy of her home with her two perky teats laying comfortably against her abdomen… they looked a bit on the small side, like a pair that might belong to an athletic mare or a teenage filly.

That little bit of trickery was thanks to one of the most valuable things Diamond had learned in high-school: how to cast a temporary teat-reduction spell.

Her friends had thought that she was crazy at the time: what filly would want smaller teats? But it hadn’t changed Diamond’s mind one bit and she’d studied the spell meticulously one evening, casting it on herself the next morning and marvelling at how much better it felt on her hips and back to not have the strain of those two globes of flesh there. Even better, she found that her teachers were more likely to recognize her for her academic talents than her ‘other’ ones.

It quickly became a part of her daily routine.

Diamond ended up keeping the spell all the way through university and into her working life. Whenever she told friends about her modification, once they’d gotten over the usual comments about how crazy she was to not show off her good fortune, they’d ask with curiosity why she hadn’t chosen to get a more permanent modification… but Diamond didn’t dislike her body—it just got in the way of getting things done: a large pair could be lots of fun at the right time.

Still, it still made her marvel at how sore her horn could get by the end of a long day as it maintained the modification spell.

Shifting in her recliner, Diamond let the magic spell fizzle, a soft moan escaping her lips as her overused horn finally found reprieve. She then watched as her teats expanded and grew back to their normal size, pressing against one another as they grew, her nipples similarly expanding in proportion to her teats as they pressed gently against the insides of her thighs… her mammaries had returned to their natural, melon-sized state.

“Welcome back girls,” Diamond playfully spoke to herself. She couldn’t help but notice that her usually nubbin-like nipples were stimulated and swollen, much more excited than usual. “I can see you’ve both been feeling a bit pent up too.”

She reached to the side of the recliner with her magic, extracting the package she’d brought in with her and inspecting it.

The Chief.

She’d picked it up earlier that afternoon when she’d had a brief break between a couple of her meetings. All of her research had shown that the number one sex-toy shop in all of Las Pegasus (if not Equestria) was this Erections and Confections place.

It had been a little surprising when she’d run into her boss’s daughter, Apogee, out front. The filly had directed her toward the store entrance before leaving in a somewhat embarrassed huff—it seemed that the filly would never quite get around to trusting any mare who spent so much time being close to her father.

Still, the chance encounter had also led to a unique opportunity for Diamond… she wasn’t usually so playful but the effects of the long day and her lack of relief had left her in a strange mood, so she jumped at the chance to do something a little naughty.

Entering the store and enduring the bizarre proprietor’s antics, she had quickly asked to be shown to the same model that the previous young customer had chosen. There was a reason for this: Diamond pretty much knew what Apogee probably had in mind when she was making her selection… and the frustrated business-mare thought it might be fun to follow in the young filly’s fantasy footsteps herself for an evening.

Diamond tore the box open, quickly discarding the packaging and instruction manual, chuckling as she tried to envision instructions for the Chief being any more complicated than ‘insert tab A into slot B’. With the large phallic tube of silicone now freed from its restraints Diamond rotated it slowly in her magical field, inspecting it before she gave out a low whistle.

“Whew… definitely not a small fellow, are you Chief?” She snickered.

Still, going just from her memory, it was about the size of who she and Apogee had in mind when they made their purchases… if not a touch smaller from what she’d seen herself. There had been a couple of occasions where Diamond had seen her boss ‘in the flesh’, usually by accident, so she knew the rumors passed around the mare’s bathroom at EquestriAero were true.

Though, compared to rumours, seeing something so massive and male right in front of her was enough to set off a throb through Diamond’s belly. The mare relaxed, wiggling into the confines of the recliner, as she tried to let the spasm take its course. There was nopony around anymore to scrutinize, there was no work to be done… it was OK to let this happen for once.

“Ummnngh!” Diamond groaned as the spasm intensified, rippling from her tense shoulders down her body. She closed her eyes and bit her lips as the wave finally coursed through her marehood, and she felt her love-bud throb and poke against her lips.

“Aw crap.” She felt a trickle of juice escape her, and quickly set down the dildo to free her field to wipe away the stain from the fabric before it could set in.

She wasn’t usually a squirter.

Finding that she couldn’t get the small spot she’d left out, she moaned in frustration and got up to get a paper towel and some water from the kitchen as she felt the returned heavy weight of her breasts bouncing between her thighs, their round stretched skin catching some of the nectary droplets falling from her marehood.

“Celestia, I can’t believe I’m in such a state,” Diamond groaned, allowing herself to vent now that she was alone. This was not how she liked to conduct herself. It wasn’t that everything needed to be orderly and scheduled… but she just liked for things to be efficient.

Normally Diamond would push down these sorts of desires and feelings, letting them build up until one of her scheduled dates with her small, regular stable of one-night coltfriends. She detested the word coltfriend, but it was better than ‘fuck-buddy’… even if that’s essentially what the relationships were.

She always had to make it painstakingly clear to those colts that all she wanted was a tumble in the hay with them (perhaps once a month at most) and that was all.

Diamond just had no time for a relationship in her life… something that other city-bound, young-professional colts eventually seemed to understand. Rough, passionate sex for pure physical fulfilment was fun… especially after she spent weeks suppressing her desires, and usually was enough to sate her for the intervening period until the next scheduled tryst.

But today was different… Diamond knew that she couldn’t wait the two weeks until her next 6PM–9PM ‘appointment’ with Paper Pusher: a cute and efficient accountant.

No. She needed relief now.

Diamond levitated the heavy phallus up to her plot, bending forward slightly over the still-running sink as she began to push the fat flare against her dripping, tight folds…

It was so close. Only the smallest of pushes was all she needed…

What am I doing? Diamond thought to herself as she halted the advance of the toy against her winking entrance. She sighed as she retracted the fat silicone knob from her rear.

This isn’t me. Rutting myself over the sink… while thinking of my boss?

Diamond rolled her eyes at herself, shutting off the tap as she slunk back to the recliner and sank into its comforting folds. She looked again at the chubby shaft in her magic field, biting her lip with desire, the conflict between rationality and sexuality bubbling within her.

Just how did I get to this state? Diamond mused to herself, thinking back to how her day had arrived at such a bizarre conclusion.

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

The incessant blaring of a clock-radio had shattered the stillness of the dark, early morning.

There was no groaning, no cursing, no smashing of the snooze button. A grey hoof simply stretched out from under the covers of the bed and quickly flipped the alarm to off.

Diamond was usually an early riser. It wasn’t unusual for her to wake up a few moments before her alarm even went off—so that she could spring bright-eyed and bushy-tailed from her bed.

She could tell immediately, today was different.

Diamond groaned as she pulled the covers back to her chin. She could feel that her body wasn’t happy at being roused from its slumber, ripped from an uncharacteristically vivid dream, based on the memory of what she had seen in Jet’s apartment weeks ago.

She wasn’t sure whether to blame Luna or herself for her troubles, all she knew was that as she lifted the covers she caught a heady whiff of her own ‘natural perfume’: an entire night’s worth of sweating and lubrication trapped under her comforter rushed through her nostrils and filled her head with her personal, musky, mint smell.

Crap. She was in heat.

Diamond moaned as she rolled out of bed, heavy teats soaked with her body’s overnight arousal… hay, even the bottom of her night-shirt was damp. Throwing the covers off of her bed, she looked down at her mattress, a characteristic sticky-wet stain under her butt confirmed her suspicions that she’d entered a heat cycle early.

Groaning, the mare trotted into her bathroom and pulled open her medicine cabinet. Pushing aside her well organized shelves filled with bandages and salves, she spotted the little bottle she was looking for and plucked it out with her telekinesis: extra strength moon tea…

It never rains, but it pours… She whined internally, as she felt the light heft of the bottle in her magical field: it was nearly empty.

Grumbling at her luck, she quickly twisted off the lid and poured the foul-tasting extra-strength concentrate down her throat, before chasing it with another quick dose from her usual bottle of regular strength moon tea.

The brew had been used by the mares around Equestria for decades to suppress hormonal urges and as an effective form of birth control. The ancient magical apothecary’s mix prevented fertility and some of the more extreme hormonal overrides that could overwhelm a mare of breeding age, but it wasn’t a perfect panacea.

Nopony had found a better solution though, aside from the natural solution of a stallion’s seed… though the artificially simulated fluids loaded into coolers (essentially dildos with tubing and reservoirs) or a changeling’s genetically inert ejaculate were a distant second.

In Diamond’s case, most of the time she found that the normal strength solution more than sufficed: her heats were usually mild and on time. Still, she had the extra strength potion as a backup—there were some days where she was feeling particularly ‘heated’ before a big presentation or event, and she’d be damned if she was going to embarrass herself by flirting with stallions or wetting herself publicly at work…

Working her tongue around the inside of her mouth to clear the sour taste of the medicine, Diamond quickly hopped in the shower. The feel of the warm water running over her back and through her mane was exquisite after such a restless night.

She loved the pulse function on her shower head, especially when she let it cascade against the base of her horn, relieving the tension built up there and lightly stimulating what could be a fairly sensitive body part for a unicorn. After only a few moments, she could feel the energy in her horn begin to ‘stiffen’ with arousal—building up quickly as the pulses struck her tender magical organ.

Diamond bit her lip and shook her head, trying to dispel some of the magical build-up then quickly turned from the shower's stream before she got too lost in the stimulation. Nervously, she positioned her rear under the stream of warm, pulsing water, letting the powerful torrent massage her plot as it rinsed away the juice from the night before.

Diamond carefully traced her magical field over her flanks, lifting and shifting her sensitive skin and dock, making sure that every crevice of hers was reached…

Diamond’s legs buckled slightly as she let the jet of water spray against her marehood, the thudding stream of water not enough to do more than tease her as she instinctively spread her tight lips wider with a small grip of her telekinesis so the water could penetrate to her sensitive bud of flesh as she groaned into the shower wall.

When is that damn tea going to kick in? Diamond thought to herself, as she struggled to stay coherent.

She was saved by the poor plumbing of her condominium as the water suddenly went to ice cold—the boiler had been on the fritz for the whole building recently.

“Yiiiikes!” She yelped, the rude shutdown of her building arousal shocking her, as the ice cold water made everything ‘down there’ tighten and clench up.

Shutting off the water, the cold, drippingwet mare stepped grumpily from her bathroom as she towelled herself off. This was not the start to her day that she had hoped for.

…

Things just got worse at work though.

On her way in, Diamond almost caught herself drooling at the flank of a young-looking construction pony who was working on EquestriAero’s lobby remodel… hay, she had even stopped to uncharacteristically introduce herself to the young stallion… who only replied stammeringly with his name, Gypsum Board, as he struggled to understand why one of the corporate suits was speaking to a laborer like him while sizing him up with such hungry eyes.

After extracting herself from that awkward slip, Diamond had swiftly scurried to the legal department of EquestriAero, trying to keep her focus on her coffee cup as she scurried past the secretary pool and PR departments, mercifully still empty at such an early hour.

Diamond embarrassingly had to shut herself into her well-furnished corner office when she entered her work-area and automatically shot a sultry wink at a pair of her interns—a young university couple working part time for the legal department—as Diamond helplessly imagined her and the cute filly sneaking off to the filing room to ‘satisfy’ her coltfriend.

The gesture caused quite a bit of stunned confusion amongst the pair: the uptight and serious Section Head, Chief Legal Officer Diamond Gavel, usually never did more than give them a curt good morning. The young mare had jokingly covered her blushing coltfriend’s eyes as Diamond retreated hurriedly into her office and shut the door behind her, tail half-flagged in arousal.

Safe in her enclosed office, Diamond quickly groaned before slumping into her desk and checking her agenda for the day. First up on the calendar was a top-level executive meeting, which always gave Jet a chance to get a briefing directly from the heads of each department of his aerospace firm.

Buck. The damn morning meeting. I can’t skip that, Diamond groused.

This was the last thing she needed when she was in this kind of state… partly because of the amount of exposure the meeting would entail, and partly because it meant that she’d have to walk by… him.

…

“Hey! There’s the sparkle of my horn!”

Diamond groaned internally, fighting off the urge to facehoof as she trotted past the mechanical engineering section of the massive R&D floor toward the elevator to the conference room area. Her attempt to slip through unnoticed had failed miserably.

Well… they say Celestia loves to torture mares in heat… or was that Cadence? Diamond thought bitterly, pinching her brow to relieve the tension there.

“Comet… Just… Not today, please.” Diamond slung back at the approaching pony with as much venom as she could muster.

But it did nothing to slow the roguish rascal bounding over to her.

Every opportunity he got, the young 23-year old stallion would follow her through the R&D section like a puppy dog, tirelessly trying to flirt with her or tease her… no matter how many times she had rebuked and shut him down.

It was almost like the foalish mechanic liked being trod on by the serious lawyer-mare.

“Aww c’mon Di,” Comet chuckled, using a nickname that he knew she cared little for, falling into step with Diamond as she increased her pace. “You say that every day!”

“Yeah, well, I mean it every day… but I really mean it today, OK?” Diamond huffed, her tail flicking with irritation. Even having the stallion near her was making her body feel tingly and excited.

Hmm… he does look cute when he wears that jacket of his, doesn’t he…? NO! Stop. This is COMET you’re thinking about! Diamond shook her head.

“Sorry Di, can’t help it. Especially when you look so fantastic this morning! What is it, new hairstyle, new blazer?” Comet asked, grinning in reaction to Diamond’s deadpan response: he knew she hadn’t changed her hairstyle or blazer in years.

“No… that’s not it! It must be your flanks!” Comet twisted around so that he was trotting backwards, allowing him to mockingly inspect Diamond Gavel’s butt as she hurried through the department floor.

“That’s it—you must be doing that new exercise trend all those ponies are talking about: the 30-minute Twerk-out!” Comet chuckled as he began shaking his own hips next to Diamond’s face.

“Damn Di—you gotta let me work out with you, hay, we could even work on sympathetic muscle groups… you know: you grind your butt and flank, I grind my hips and groin? Whaddya say?” Comet joked, wiggling his hips seductively.

Diamond couldn’t believe she was actually blushing as she watched his stallion hips gyrate.

She was used to this kind of puerile humour from Comet—he bombarded her with it on an almost daily basis. Usually she could shrug it off, or even better, respond with a cutting insult that would make him wince. Sometimes it was sufficiently humorous that she could even get the nearby old-timer engineers to chuckle and applaud her…

Comet didn’t even mind being the butt of her stinging replies—he was a sucker for the spotlight. Their back-and-forths were almost legendary amongst the salty rank-and-file engineers of the department, a light-hearted reprieve from their stressful daily jobs.

But now, with the state she was in… and Comet’s rear bouncing in her face, making her bite her lip as she imagined leaning over and giving him a quick nip… all she could manage was a wince and a blush.

“Sh-shut up Comet,” Diamond mumbled as she replied unconvincingly, scuffing a hoof cutely at the carpet. “Y-you can take your cute, juicy, nippable butt elsewhere.”

Comet’s eyebrows shot up, and the expectant nearby engineers blushed and coughed, looking away from the embarrassed legal chief.

A burning red Diamond hurried quickly to the end of the cubicle row, pressing the elevator call button multiple times as Comet followed her, almost giggling at her unexpected response.

“T-this is where I leave you…” Diamond breathed a short sigh of relief as the executive elevator dinged, implying that the cab that would take her to the conference room area was about to arrive. She held her breath, hoping she wouldn’t catch a whiff of Comet as he waited, unmoving, standing next to her.

Time ticked by as the slow elevator crawled to the engineering floor from the basement below. Diamond growing more and more annoyed as she continued to hold her breath: that damn younger stallion wasn’t departing! He was just patiently standing next to her! A bead of sweat formed on her forehead.

“Hmm… a cute, juicy, nippable butt huh? That’s not something the Di I know would say… Not that you’re wrong about my beautiful flank.” Comet jokingly slapped his own ass. “Still, what’s up with you today?” Comet sniffed at the air with curiosity. “You smell… different?”

Diamond stiffened, tucking her whisking tail against herself, vainly trying to trap some of her musk, before finally running out of breath, just as the cab’s doors slid open.

After quickly exhaling and inhaling Diamond growled, “W-will you just get the hay out of here and back to work already you idiot?” Diamond escaped with relief into the cab, shooting a nod at the bat-pony mare already inside.

Diamond didn’t bother saying hello to the thestral at first, a young 25-year old by the name of Night Tracer, the head of EquestriAero security. The mare always seemed to be a quiet sort, and only ever replied to greetings and casual conversation with terse nods or head-shakes.

It wasn’t that the mare was shy or bored.

Diamond just believed Tracer had little need for words, as she knew a great deal of what was going on without needing to chat… not unlike a poker player who knew what everyone else’s cards around the table were, all while she played her hand close to her chest.

Still, Diamond was about to perform the courtesy of saying hello to the silent mare, lifting her hoof and nodding politely. She stopped dead in her tracks, stunned. Comet, the roguish reprobate that she’d hoped to leave behind, had stepped casually into the cab with her.

“G-get out Comet, this meeting is for division heads only!” Diamond glowered.

“Uh-uh, not today! R&D chief is out sick, so guess who is representing engineering today!” Comet grinned, puffing his chest up and pointing at himself.

“Oh no…” Diamond groaned, realizing that she’d be stuck with him in the long elevator ride to the top floor.

“What? I didn’t think it would be so hard to guess Di: it’s me, I’m representing engineering today,” Comet said, sarcastically.

Diamond rubbed her temple with her hoof, and then uttered the words that nopony ever should in a land where a magical being of chaos is known to exist: “What else could go wrong today?”

As those words were uttered, a flicker went through the elevator lights before the whole cab ground to a halt, and the three occupants were plunged into darkness.

…A few minutes later…

“You’ve got to be bucking kidding me!” Diamond shouted as she tried once again to pry the doors open with her magic, cursing as the spell failed to do anything beyond strain her further.

It had only been five minutes in the dark environment and already she was losing her cool. Trickles of sweat were sliding down her forehead as the heat in the small, now unventilated cab continued to increase. She could already smell the sweat of the damn stallion standing so close to her, and what was worse… she liked it.

“HELLLLP! Can anypony hear me!?” Diamond yelled at the door, pounding on it with one of her free hooves.

“Hey hey, easy Diamond!” Comet said soothingly as he trotted closer to her. “I didn’t know you were so claustrophobic, but shouting and yelling isn’t going to help anypony.” He reached out with a comforting hoof toward the stressed out mare.

“Well, it won’t hurt anypony either!” Diamond growled, shying away from the proffered hoof as she made ready to pound on the door again. As she swung her hoof down to knock against the metal panelling, Comet’s hoof caught hers in mid-air, stopping her.

“Actually, it will hurt somepony.” He gestured with his chin over at the far corner of the elevator, where Night Tracer calmly watched her two colleagues behind gleaming, slit-like eyes.
Diamond squinted hard, finally noticing the naturally camouflaged bat-mare, and seeing that Tracer was covering her sensitive ears with her hooves, protecting them from the reverberations of the metal door as the panicking lawyer haphazardly pounded against it.

“S-sorry!” Diamond felt tears forming in her eyes. This was so embarrassing… so out of sorts for her.

Diamond felt totally aswim. Alone. Humiliated. She felt like all her work building herself up as a responsible, career-oriented mare was crumbling away before her eyes.

She wanted a hug, a kind word, some comfort. She could feel herself wanting Comet to pull her body into his, look deeply into her eyes and lean forward to… No! Bucking tartarus I hate this heat! Diamond yanked her hoof out of Comet’s grasp and turned away to the nearest corner to hide her face.

“I hate this. I hate feeling like this,” she grumbled, rubbing one of her forearms with a hoof as she faced the corner.

“What’s your deal anyway Diamond? You’ve been acting 'off' all morning.” Comet asked, slowly putting his hoof down as he regarded the normally composed and serious mare curiously.

“N-nothing! I’m just freaked out by these BUCKING elevators becoming deathtraps!” Diamond shouted, looking back over her shoulder with a face as red-hot as a rocket’s exhaust plume.

“Oh yeah? Then why are you flagging your tail so high that you might as well hang a sign that says ‘Come in—We’re Open’ from your dock?” Comet coyly shot back, arching a curious eyebrow as a grin beamed across his features. He was enjoying teasing the usually unassailable Diamond mercilessly.

“Argh!” Diamond slammed her plot onto the elevator floor, its cool tile feeling good against her burning nethers. “I w-wasn’t flagging!”

“You pretty much were! The fact you’re sitting down to hide it confirms it!” Comet trotted closer and pointed with a hoof. “Hay, lookit there! You’re practically soaking the floor!”

A leathery black wing extended from out of nowhere, shielding Diamond Gavel from Comet’s further teasing. Night Tracer had somehow slid out of her position soundlessly, taking Diamond’s side and obstructing the taunting stallion’s view. She fixed him with a bored, cold stare, one that said that she’d had enough of his bullcrap for the moment.

“It isn’t polite to stare, Comet.” The thestral scolded.

“Alright alright!” He chuckled nervously as he trotted to the other corner of the elevator, putting some distance between himself and the two females in the cab. “I’ll just sit over here, and ‘behave’… I guess…” He mused to himself aloud, making gestures as he rolled his eyes toward the ceiling of the elevator.

A few more minutes passed in silence.

Comet had re-positioned himself so he was sitting back coyly against the sidewall of the elevator, his legs splayed apart with his tail flipped up across his nethers, keeping him just barely decent… flicking his eyebrows up and down sultrily in an exaggerated motion every time Diamond looked over at him.

Diamond caught herself staring longingly over at Comet from time to time, as she rubbed her thighs against one another. Bucking hell… I am starting to leak. Damn it Comet…

This coy little game continued for a few until the irrepressible Comet began sniffing at the musky, humid air.

“What… what is that? Something smells amazing—you guys smell that?”

Diamond buried her face under her hooves. This was so frustrating.

Comet sniffed again, following his nose across the cab and past the staring Night Tracer like some kind of goofy bloodhound… until he came right up to a body-length away from Diamond. He looked up at her with a blush as he slowly realized…

“W-wait… that smell… that’s… you Di?”

Diamond blushed even brighter, shaking her head and holding out a hoof defensively.

“Mmmm, from your flows to my nose! I have to say Di—you’re smelling fantastic…”

“Comet…” Diamond groaned in warning.

“It’s like a mix of mint leaf and musky marehood…”

“Comet!” Diamond’s tone mounted warningly, as she sat up, bristling.

“Hey tell me the truth Di, can you smell me? Celestia, you can, can’t you? Do you like it? I didn’t rinse little Comet and his two asteroids down in the shower as heavily today: what would you describe their flavor as? Oak-y? Fruity?”

Diamond clenched her eyes closed and grit her teeth. The worst of it was that she could smell the damn stupid jerk. She could almost taste the musky tang of his odor hanging in the warm air of the elevator cab… it made her want to actually taste… ‘other’ things.

Diamond snarled, whirling around. It made her so angry that her brain was actually trying to find a way to take the stallion up on his offer.

Why did he always have to make everything into such a damn joke, even in such a serious situation, where she was struggling with her own free will!? She couldn’t take it anymore!

“I SWEAR TO CELESTIA, COMET. I WILL BUCKING END YOU.” Diamond began charging her horn, building up a powerful stunner spell.

A blur of black leather wings exploded between the two ponies, separating them. The calm and collected Night Tracer was going to put an end to this.

“Enough.” The small thestral mare’s tone conveyed a sense of seriousness that chilled the small space immediately. She brought her powerful slit-eyes to bear fiercely on the roguish male unicorn, before twisting her head and affixing her gaze on Diamond and growling.

“Wh-what the hell Di?” Comet asked, shocked at her sudden viciousness. “What the hay is with you today?”

“She’s in heat.” Night Tracer stated in a monotone.

Comet’s face went ashen white as the gears finally clicked in his head. He lifted a trembling hoof to his muzzle. “Oh… oh-Jeez… I didn’t… I mean… I… are you?” He looked with wide eyes over at the still angry, ashamed mare. “Oh Celestia… you are aren’t you? Crap Di… I didn’t know—I didn’t mean it…”

“Diamond.” Tracer nodded at the charged horn tip, her eyes not leaving Diamond’s until she finally let the charge dissipate. Relaxing slightly, she brought her scrutiny to bear on her other colleague as well. “Comet.” He winced reflexively from her tone.

“You know, the two of you are total idiots. Comet teases you like some love-sick puppy-dog and you basically encourage him by playing along,” Tracer growled, frustrated with her two co-workers.

“I-I don-” Diamond began, before being cut off.

“I’m not finished. He may have the maturity of a 12-year old colt… but all he’s doing is trying to get back at you for all the times you’ve led him on by throwing insults back and forth in front of the whole engineering section…” She sighed.

“H-hah! Told y-” Comet started, until Tracer wheeled on him, stepping into his space and prodding him aggressively with one of her hooves.

“That being said, Comet… you know that Diamond Gavel has zero interest in workplace romances. She’s one-hundred percent dedicated to her career… she’s not interested, never has been, never will be. It scares her to even think about risking her career over something like that.”

Night Tracer prodded Comet with each of her next words. “Leave. Her. Alone.”

Tracer sighed, turning back to the now-shivering Diamond, who was choking as she tried to hold back her tears… Tracer put a hoof under Diamond’s chin and lifted her head up to meet eyes with her before going on. “And you know he wouldn’t ever take advantage of a mare in heat. He’s not that kind of stallion… he likes to play tough but he’s really a gentle-colt.”

Comet blushed and looked away as the security chief’s analysis hit the mark squarely. Tracer let her wings droop as the tension bled out of the room, but let loose one last salvo at the brooding unicorn-mare. “…And let’s be honest Diamond, you should not have come into work today in the state you’re in.”

Diamond grumbled and began to reply. “I-I can’t just take a day off-”

She was cut off as a loud whirr and humm kicked in and the elevator light’s clicked back into existence making all three ponies blink and stumble as the elevator continued to rise through the shaft.

It wasn’t even half a moment later when the elevator reached its destination and the doors opened, revealing a surprised Jet Stream.

“Diamond! Comet and Tracer too! We were looking for you after the power went out. Everypony else took the stairs so when you didn’t show, I figured you three must have gotten stuck in the elevator.”

Diamond walked out calmly behind her two captured compatriots while doing her best to try to blend into the background and sneak by her boss.

“Tracer, Diamond… I’ll catch up with you later… Comet: what’s the latest from R&D.” Jet asked as he checked his watch, clearly in a hurry to get to his next meeting.

Comet adopted a subdued smile before glancing back at a blushing Diamond. “Oh… nothing much chief. One of the bird’s exhaust pipes is running pretty hot and leaky today.” He winked at Diamond. “I don’t think we’ll be able to fix it until we inject some coolant up her tailpipe… just a question of whether she’ll take the synthetic or the natural stuff.”

Jet groaned as he picked up on the subtext, assuming it meant that the young rascal was cavorting with another filly from the secretary pool. He took a step next to the young stallion and wrapped a hoof around Comet’s shoulders.

“Kid, let me give you a touch of advice… nopony likes a smartass. And if I have to bail you out of one more bad office romance situation… I don’t care how good of a thaumic specialist mechanic you are… you’re gone,” Jet said jokingly, but with an undertone of menace that let Comet know he was deadly serious.

Comet’s grin fell slightly. “Y-yes sir. All’s well in R&D, sir.”

“Good stuff.” Jet shooed him toward the elevator.

As he stepped back into the cab, Comet looked over his shoulder at Diamond and gave her a little friendly smile. “Hey. Take care of yourself, OK Diamond?” He grimaced.

Diamond nodded, a bit stunned… Comet never called her by her name. “Y-yeah, don’t worry.”

“Good, just take it easy today, alright?” Comet smiled, turning around in the cab and looking guiltily back at the sweaty business-mare. ”…And sorry… about the teasi-” The doors closed on Comet before he could finish his apology.

Jet interrupted the momentary silence immediately. “Diamond, Tracer, a moment?”

“Actually sir, Diamond is heading home. Sick day,” Tracer spoke up softly. Just the fact that she would speak at all caught Jet’s attention immediately: it let him know that this was serious, and he didn't even take a second to question it.

“No problem. Tracer, have one of your security personnel make sure she gets back safely, Diamond rest up.” He nodded to his feverish-looking lawyer. “You deserve it, Diamond.”

Jet had walked away with Tracer, leaving a speechless Diamond behind.

Back in her recliner, Diamond sighed.

She hadn’t gone straight home of course.

Instead she’d snuck back to the legal area and locked herself into her office, doing as much work as possible before Tracer found out she was still in the building. Shortly after the security chief found out, she showed up to essentially forcibly escort her from the building. Sending her out the front door with a knowing smile, she put a piece of paper into Diamond’s hooves… a simple card that read ‘Erections and Confections by Honeycrisp’ before advising her to ‘take care of things by tomorrow’ and pushing her out the door.

An hour later and a new purchase and she was back home. Remember the day’s events had put Diamond into a sour mood… Sometimes that little thestral bugged the crap out of her: not only how she seemed to know everything about everypony in the company, but also how she assumed to know what was in everypony’s heart too.

While Diamond was grateful for the thestral’s friendship and guidance today, one thing that she had said earlier still irked her: when she had said to Comet that ‘Diamond was scared to engage in an office romance because it would hurt her career.’

What did she know? Diamond glowered. She watches me turn down Comet’s advances and shut down ‘overly friendly’ managers from other companies and thinks that means she knows me.

Diamond sighed as her burning marehood continued to beg for attention.

It’s not that I wouldn’t like to take Comet up on his offer, have a few fun rolls in the hay with the young goof. It might get him to shut up, at least… he seems like the type who’s all talk and no walk.

She grinned as she imagined shoving Comet’s grinning face forcibly into her snatch and making him eat her out.

But that’s not what I’m about. It isn’t that important to me. It’s not worth my career for one little stallion. Ever since that time I almost slept with my boss… with Jet… by accident… Diamond shivered as she remembered.

She wasn’t scared of it though.

Hay, she could even remember… how exciting that night, years ago, had been.

Diamond grinned as she ignited her horn, letting the field dip into her slick folds once again pushing gently into her tight tunnel, spreading it slowly.

That thestral didn’t know everything, Diamond smirked, If I’m so ‘scared’, would I schlick myself to the memory of when I almost hooked up with my boss?

She settled into her chair, letting her tired legs fall apart as she continued to magically push into herself, her field lightly entering into her tight tunnel, as she picked up the discarded dildo and thought back to that evening 8 years ago.

Diamond had been sitting at the hotel bar for hours, feeling disappointed once again.

She’d just gotten out of her final legal bar exams, finishing them as early as possible so that she could rush to the hotel for this potential interview set up by one of her professors.

As the valedictorian of her legal class at Cartmouth University, she was already being inundated with offers from top legal firms across Equestria… but Diamond wasn’t interested in those stuffy positions.

In discussions with her professor, she’d made it clear that she had no intention of becoming some trophy student of a white-shoe law firm, only to be resigned to decades of working her way up through the stodgy and hierarchical environment of those ancient organizations.

She wanted to make a difference, to have a real impact wherever she decided to work… and she wasn’t going to wait years to do it.

Her professor, a clever old stallion with plenty of contacts, had suggested to her that the best option might be to apply with any of a number of up and coming companies, especially those in new and growing industries… it might be the only way for such a young, inexperienced lawyer as herself to get traction and break in.

So Diamond had been ecstatic when she’d gotten a call back from her professor letting her know that the CEO of Equestria’s first airline would be in New Hoof-shire that week and that he had been excited at the prospect of giving her an interview.

The excitement she’d felt as she waited eagerly in the hotel bar had quickly tapered off when the 10-minute wait became a 30-minute wait… then an hour… then two hours…

Diamond had slumped into her stool, deflated, throwing aside the folder she’d brought with her containing her C.V. and some background research she’d done on EquestriAero: it seemed like she’d been blown off by this ‘Jet Stream’ fellow.

The bartender swung by yet again, asking her if she would like something to drink… or if she was going to have yet another refill of her water. She could sense the annoyance in his voice—even though the bar was mostly empty, it still was for paying patrons only.

Diamond hesitated, pondering the bartender’s offer… if she had discovered one major personal weakness through her time in university it was that had almost no tolerance for alcohol. After a rough few weeks in her freshman year of undergrad, she had diligently sworn off the stuff—not wanting to be swept up into benders and debauchery like she had in the past.

Now though… after weeks of stressful final exams, and the letdown of a disappointingly cancelled interview… she’d earned the right to relax a little, hadn’t she?

“I’ll have a full glass of red wine, please bartender… whatever you’d pick in a merlot.”

He’d quickly returned and uncorked a fresh bottle, pouring a large amount into a clean glass, the rich aromatic smell wafting over and tickling Diamond’s nose. She downed half the glass as soon as it was put in front of her, the complex bouquet of flavors and warmth sliding down her throat.

She looked about the dim hotel bar, still mostly empty, seeing the usual mix of travellers and quiet business-ponies… no more than a handful in total, all quietly going about their business.

All except one.

Diamond’s eyes locked onto a stallion, situated way back in the corner of the bar, seated in a tucked-away stall almost hidden from view. He was looking directly back at her, sharp intent evident in his features as he sipped at his glass of whiskey.

Diamond quickly took in his features, a messy mane of orange-yellow hair topping a smirking face with intelligent, black eyes.

At first glance, he was pretty handsome, she had to admit.

It wasn’t his expensive designer suit and dress-shirt, its top-button undone… or the fact that he was drinking a bottle of the most expensive scotch in the bar—Diamond had never been a sucker for wealth…

No, there was something about his strong chin… his smug grin perched atop his small goatee… the confidence and intelligence sparkling behind his eyes that piqued Diamond’s curiosity.

Bemused, Diamond didn’t take longer than a few moments before resolving to have a little fun. Helped along by some of the early effects of the red wine she’d just imbibed, Diamond stood up from her stool and trotted over curiously to the back stall.

As she approached the stallion gestured to her, as if he was expecting her.

“Have a seat,” the stallion, said, welcoming her.

“Thanks.” Diamond slid into the opposite side of the small booth. Up close, hearing this stallion’s deep voice... she realized that he was an older male, probably in his late 30s. She smiled internally, keeping her face neutral for the moment.

Diamond had always preferred older colts… they tended to be closer to her level of maturity. She’d been so unimpressed by the colts her age at school it had been a long time since she had bothered dating… Finding a good stallion could be such a chore when you were also trying to maintain your top-ranking among your school peers…

But this pony. He was handsome.

Diamond quickly straightened her hair, giving him a small encouraging smile as she put her glass down on the table.

Come on Diamond, you’ve earned yourself a little fun… at least try a little flirting. Diamond thought to herself as she took another sip of wine.

She was still waiting for the stallion to say something—she was so used to the young colts at university fumbling over themselves as they tried out every pick-up line in existence… but this stallion… he just sat there, a smile on his face as he thoughtfully considered her, taking the odd sip of his drink, content to simply relax in silence.

Any other stallion might make Diamond feel uncomfortable, but this one… this one had so much confidence.

Diamond felt like a silly little filly sitting across from him, her nervousness eventually making her crack and speak up first.

“M-my name is Diamond.” She reached a hoof out, by way of introduction.

His eyes widened ever so slightly, and his smirk crept a little further up his face before he reached his own hoof out.

“Je-… Jed.” He hesitated slightly, a strange expression crossing his features before he gripped her hoof over the table. He was staring deeply into her eyes. “You’re a beautiful young mare, Diamond.” His deep voice rumbled.

Diamond felt herself blush a little bit, melting slightly under his gaze as he held her hoof a second longer than necessary. She wasn’t sure if it was the wine, but she was starting to feel a bit warm in her chest as her heart-rate started to quicken. Just before she blurted something silly, the stallion finally released her hoof, giving it one last little squeeze.

“So let me guess, Diamond… you’re a student—filled with big bright ideas, all ready to change the world.” Jed grinned, relaxing back onto his side of the booth.

Diamond smiled. “Well, you’ll always need big, bright ideas to make any meaningful change, won’t you?”

‘Jed’s’ smile dipped ever so slightly as he seemed to stare off into space for a moment. Diamond could tell that he had become pensive about something. She wasn’t sure if she’d misspoken.

“Have you ever wondered, Diamond… maybe we’re not supposed to change everything. Maybe when we try to change things we end up screwing up what little we had.” He lifted his whiskey back to his mouth, taking a heavy sip.

Diamond took a moment to consider his words thoughtfully before replying.

“I don’t believe that.” Diamond spoke from her heart, “I think all change leads to good, eventually. Hay, even our worst screw-ups almost always have slivers of good that come from them.”

The stallion smiled, his eyes softening slightly as he seemed to see Diamond in a new light. “That… may be true.”

Diamond breathed a little sigh of relief. “So, what do you do Jed? What are you trying to change?” Diamond smiled playfully from across the table, her tail swishing left and right behind her.

“I’m a business manager… I’m in the business of trying to make my dreams come true… and gather ponies to share those dreams with me.” The stallion leaned over the table, the sincerity in his voice clearly evident to the curious Diamond.

“And just how does a pony do that?” Diamond asked, intrigued.

“Well, let me tell you...” ‘Jed’ smiled, pouring a little more scotch into his glass. “It ain’t easy.”

…

For the next 3 hours, the two ponies had spoken in hushed tones, holding an intimate communion about running and building a great team, leading other ponies, finding new ways to succeed in an increasingly complex world, and how to inspire others to do the same.

Diamond was completely enthralled.

Even without her second and third glasses of wine, the powerful intellect she could sense on the other side of the table was fascinating.

She found herself being swept up in his ideas about how to do things better, to demand the best people and their best efforts… to make teams that were legendary instead of adequate. But he was always dancing around what he really did…

Diamond suspected he might be in finance, or maybe a politician… but she was sure he was the kind of pony who could draw others to him… to get others to believe in a greater good: his greater good.

“So tell me… Jed… all this talk about pulling ponies together for a single purpose, a single goal… all for business though… what about your personal life? How are you at getting a pony to find passion in you? Is there a Mrs. Jed?” Diamond smiled demurely, already knowing the answer—she could tell he was a single stallion.

Diamond played with the stem of her wineglass, stroking it with her hoof knowingly. She was eager to see where she could take this little chance encounter: she wouldn’t be opposed to taking things to a new level with this intriguing stallion.

'Jed' grinned back, taking another sip of his drink.

“Romance is such a complex affair, Diamond. The things I would use to get somepony to follow me professionally just don’t work when it comes to relationships.” He smiled, reaching over and putting his hoof on top of one of Diamond’s, softly grasping it.

“Take a beautiful filly like you. Smart, capable, an incredible sense of style… devastatingly sexy… how could an old stallion like me ever hope to pick up somepony like you?” He grinned.

Diamond finished her sip of wine, putting it back on the table as she returned the little squeezes she was getting from the stallion’s rugged hoof.

“Oh… I’m not sure… I’m sure there’s some way…” She leaned forward conspiratorially, letting one of her rear-hooves under the table drift to his side to rub against one of ‘Jed’s’ legs.

“Well...” ‘Jed’ grinned, encouraged by the contact below the table. “There is one thing that I’ve found works with beautiful young mares,” he almost whispered, as he whisked his tail under the table, flicking it into Diamond’s still wagging tail, his tail-hairs interspersing playfully with hers.

Diamond leaned in closer over the table, her face betraying a smouldering passion as she warmed to the stallion’s touch. “Hmm?”

He let his face go deadpan, looking at her with a naughty grin and a wink. “Yeah… just have a big… gigantic... cock.”

Diamond was stunned for a moment, a blush blooming across her cheeks before she realized it was just a playful joke.

“Pffftt…” She tittered, holding a hoof to her muzzle before swatting mirthfully at his arm. “Stop! You almost made me spill my wine.”

‘Jed’ grinned, clicking his tongue as he continued with his naughty, joking tone.

“Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. Diamond, you should be careful not to laugh at colts when they’re talking about their stallionhoods… you could make them feel ‘small’.”

“Well then...” Diamond grinned sultrily, “why don’t I see just how ‘small’ you feel?”

Diamond reached her rear hoof up under the table, tracing it up ‘Jed’s’ inner thigh, while flicking her tail forward to brush against his groin with the wispy ends of her tail.

‘Jed’ simply grinned and spread his legs slightly further apart, providing easier access to his nethers to the sultry, sexy, young law-student seated across from him.

Diamond’s eyes widened slightly with surprise as her adventurously exploring hoof bumped against ‘Jed’s’ hot flesh only a few inches below his knee. Her eyes opened even wider as her hoof felt the sheer width of the girthy meat against her delicate underhoof.

Big.

Like… really big. And thick.

Diamond coughed quickly as she tried to cover her shock, even as it was betrayed by the heavy blush in her face. She’d never been with a stallion so… girthy.

He wasn’t even hard yet either!

Her stunned reaction and the subsequent feeble attempt to cover it up was not missed by the stallion across from her; ‘Jed’ gripped her hoof even more strongly, letting his grin become a smug smile.

“Of course with some colts it doesn’t matter what you say... they won’t ever feel small.” ‘Jed’ teased.

Diamond grinned, looking back at the older male, giggling as she found herself swept up by his charm.

“I can see that. Or rather...” Diamond ignited her horn, a small field of magic sliding under the table and softly supporting ‘Jed’s’ thickening penis under the table, “...I can feel that.”

Diamond’s field gripped at the base of his heavy stallionhood, slowly gripping up the length of his slowly hardening cock, milking his hot, surging blood from his base up toward his fattening tip. The burning heat she could feel on her rear hoof, still massaging ‘Jed’s’ expanding cockhead, was incredible.

‘Jed’ twitched, one of his eyes shutting for a moment as he basked in the tantric pleasure of Diamond’s magical erotic massage.

“Why don’t you get a little closer then, Diamond? So that you can see? Nothing like getting an eyeful.” ‘Jed’ groaned, patting the bench next to him, inviting her over.

Diamond smirked, hesitating for a moment before she nodded. Maintaining her magical field, still slowly pumping ‘Jed’s’ thickening dick, she withdrew her massaging hoof and stood up, walking over to his side of the table.

“Hmm. Have to say I agree with you there,” Diamond said, standing just alongside his side of the booth, not yet taking the proffered seat. “There’s nothing like seeing things with your own eyes.”

As she coquettishly whispered her quip, Diamond did a slow rotation under ‘Jed’s’ hungry eyes. As she reached the point in her turn where she was facing fully away from the stallion she was still actively masturbating with her magic—her shapely rear now wriggling near his face—she lifted her tail to give him a full view.

She looked over her shoulder to see ‘Jed’s’ face as he took in her shapely plot. His eyes danced across her flagging dock as it wagged with barely contained excitement… down over her tight, puckered tailhole which was quivering with delight… and finally over her dripping wet marehood—so compact and tight—a constant trickle of nectar dripping off of her small love-bud to the floor below.

She giggled slightly when she saw ‘Jed’ lick his lips involuntarily.

Maybe I can crack this stallion’s suave demeanour after all… Diamond grinned internally.

Before she gathered any unwanted attention from the nearly deserted bar, Diamond quickly hopped up on the bench seat, plopping her cute butt next to ‘Jed’, letting her tail flop across his lap.

She looked down into his lap, seeing the base of what she thought was his erect cock there. Diamond had already noticed that her slow milking strokes under the table were becoming much longer... and the ring of massaging energy had needed to expand to permit his astounding, expansive girth…

Her suspicion that he was fully erect was confirmed by an audible *THUMP* as something hit the underside of the table hard enough to make the bottle of scotch on top of it jump.

“Oh my, Jed. Do be careful.” Diamond grinned, looking into his eyes. “Though… you know what? I think I’d prefer to be on your other side. A little more private, don’t you think?”

Jed immediately made to get up, so that they could both stand up to switch places, which would leave the stallion on the part of the bench closer to the restaurant and Diamond on the part closer to the wall.

“No no no.” Diamond stopped him, placing a hoof on his shoulder to keep him from sitting up. “I don’t think you’re in any state to stand up right now. I can squeeze by, allow me…”

Diamond shuffled awkwardly across the bench, stepping with her left leg across the stallion’s lap so that she was effectively straddling him momentarily, sliding her burning rear across his thighs to get to the other side of the bench.

“Oops,” Diamond chuckled coquettishly as she sat back ‘accidentally’, sitting in ‘Jed’s’ lap with her legs outside of his knees, plopping her tight butt into his lap.

She felt her tight, young, steaming-wet marehood make contact with his groin, resting on top of the fat base of his massive penis. ‘Jed’s’ hot throbbing stallion-flesh was instantly coated in a fresh layer of sticky mare-juice. Diamond moaned with delight, wriggling herself against his cock while flicking her tail playfully into his face.

‘Jed’ moaned ever so slightly, taking his hooves and putting them on her hips, trying to pull her dripping folds down harder against the top of his shaft, still trapped under the table.

“Excuse my clumsiness,” Diamond teased. Before Jet’s pulling hooves became too excited, she extracted herself and continued to slide over to the empty seat on the bench.

She loved teasing this confident stallion, knowing that her playful, physical flirting was keeping him wrapped around her hoof.

‘Jed’ let out a soft whimper as she finished shifting over, a sticky thread of mare-juice connecting her cute, little butt to the top of his painfully erect cock-base. Diamond could see his hooves grasping the table’s edge with desperation, squeezing tightly with each demanding pump of her magic.

“D-diamond… i-it’s been a little while… I’m… I’m close,” ‘Jed’ groaned, as he began to shiver slightly.

“Well, then… I’d better hurry up and get a look at you, shouldn’t I?” Diamond chuckled, pausing the massaging of her aura so she could telekinetically manipulate his fat, girthy length carefully out from under the table, laying his cock across her lap.

Jed groaned slightly, shifting his hips so that he could comfortably lay his stallionhood across the tops of the young law-student’s thighs. His heavy penis was now as thick around as her hoof at its base and more than long enough to reach all the way across her lap… it really was a fat throbbing, veiny, black pipe... drooling with musky, copious pre-cum from its end.

“W-woah.” Diamond breathed softly, momentarily stunned out of her teasing by the sheer amount of cock resting on her legs. “Y-you are a b-big boy, aren’t you?”

Before he could answer, Diamond resumed her magical stroking, adding her hooves to the mix as she worked them with devotion around the massive tip of his flare… it was amazing.

Just how the buck am I… how the buck does any mare fit THIS into them? Diamond wondered with incredulity as she felt her marehood clench and wink from just the thought of being penetrated by so much raw masculinity.

“D-diamond… I-I’m…” ‘Jed’ groaned again, his eyelids drooping slightly.

Diamond leaned into the begging stallion, smelling the taste of whiskey on his breath as she drew her muzzle to his.

It had been so long since she’d been kissed—she wanted this… needed this.

Their two sets of lips connected and diamond shoved her tongue into his mouth, quickly meeting his own pink, fleshy muscle as they battled for control of one another’s throats. The rich taste of wine and scotch passed back and forth between their muzzles as they continued their passionate, deep kiss.

Diamond paused as ‘Jed’ broke away first.

She could see his hooves clenching the edge of the table with agony as he began to squeak and shake.

“B-buck! Sorry! I-I’m... c-cumming!” He groaned.

Diamond felt the fat stallionhood in her lap jump and pulse, her eyes widening in bewilderment as the flare she couldn’t even wrap her hoof around thickened and stiffened almost unbelievably larger… before a heavy rope of semen shot out from the tip and splattered against the booth’s side-wall.

“F-fuck!” ‘Jed’ moaned as another blast joined the first, leaving an obscene puddle of his virile cum against the wall.

“Crap,” Diamond swore under her breath as she tried to steer the ejaculating shaft, tilting it up for a moment, which sent another rope of heavy semen arcing up into the air before it landed with a *SPLAT* across the bangs of her mane and the bridge of her glasses.

“Aw… buck it,” Diamond swore as she plunged her face forward.

“Fucking Celestia!” 'Jed' swore again, feeling Diamond wrap her lips around his cockhead.

At the same time as she planted her open muzzle on his flare, the young mare wrapped her two hooves around both sides of his shaft, pumping slowly over his medial ring with needy, encouraging strokes. Determined to give ‘Jed’ the orgasm of his life, Diamond let her magical field of massaging energy drop down to soothingly caress his fat testicular orbs, enticing them to unload all of the built up tension into her mouth.

And they did just that.

Diamond had caught a thick blast of stallion essence almost as soon as she put her lips around the spurting cock-slit. She couldn’t fit the huge, throbbing flare into her mouth… not even close… but she could make a seal with his slit as it fired heavy rope after rope into her mouth.

At first she had tried to swallow with each blast, but she soon found herself almost choking from the goopy-thick density of his rich cum, the taste filling her mouth and nose… so instead she let it simply fill up her mouth with its sticky, impressive volume.

“Hnngh… yes… suck it… suck my bucking cock, Diamond,” ‘Jed’ groaned, moving a hoof onto Diamond’s mane to try to press more of her mouth onto his still firing flare.

Diamond wasn’t a fan of the forcing hoof: she already had as much stallion-meat that she could possibly admit shoved into her… but she obeyed ‘Jed’s’ command and began to suckle him, letting her tongue coax the underside of his glans as blast after blast of sticky batter shot into her, making her cheeks puff out as they filled with stallion-essence.

“Oh… oh my.” A completely different voice squeaked.

Diamond looked up with her eyes, lips still wrapped around the massive ejaculating flare, to see an elderly couple walking out from the booth near theirs. They looked to be a pair of tourists, the last remaining ponies in the bar beside ‘Jed’ and Diamond.

There was nothing that she could do at this point to prevent them from getting a full show, so she naughtily smiled with a wink at the elderly, blushing mare… inadvertently letting a trickle of thick cum fall from her mouth down the thick, black, convulsing shaft.

Her husband had to grab her by the shoulders to pull her away grumpily.

Diamond laughed internally, Looked almost like she wanted to join in.

Finally, ‘Jed’ released the pressure he was applying to the back of Diamond’s head. The tightness he had been holding in his muscles unwinding as his orgasm finally subsided, a final twitch and spasm launching a last, weak shot into Diamond’s overly full mouth.

As ‘Jed’s’ hoof fell away from her head Diamond looked into his exhausted, panting face and opened her mouth, proudly showing him the huge deposit of cum he had left there, before swallowing the heavy load. The massive bulge of cum was visible as it slid down her throat and into her belly before she opened her lips and let out a satisfied smack.

“Ah… holy Celestia that was a massive load. You weren’t joking about being backed up, were you?” Diamond laughed, looking down at the angry and engorged cock in her hooves.

A slimy trail of batter which had fallen from her muzzle when she’d smiled at the elderly mare was painting the side of ‘Jed’s’ stallionhood, dripping from his flare to his medial ring and then hover her gripping hoof. Diamond leaned down and gave a gentle lick from her hoof up to the angry, swollen cock-slit, capturing the escaped juices with her soothing tongue.

“Huf… huff… n-nope. I hadn’t cum since yesterday morning,” he grinned, gently removing Diamond’s glasses and cleaning them with a nearby napkin.

Diamond sat up, lifting her sticky hoof to her mouth as she lapped up the last remainder of ‘Jed’s’ explosion. “Holy hay… that was only a day’s buildup!? And you’re still hard!” She reached down and tweaked the stiff cock beside her, marvelling at its tenacity.

“What can I say, I’m a healthy, hearty stallion…” ‘Jed’ looked into Diamond’s eyes, wiggling his eyebrows playfully and squeezing his pelvic muscles, making his stallionhood flex and slap against his belly.

“You’re a healthy, hearty stud. My stud,” Diamond grinned, as she lifted her left leg and twisted about, straddling ‘Jed’ once again… only this time she was belly-to-belly with him, her knees resting on the bench on either side of his thighs…

Jed quickly reached down with his hooves, steadying the adventurous young mare by gripping her tight ass with his powerful grasp, kneading the taut muscles just under the surface of her skin.

‘Jed’ had a brief moment where he could look down at the beautiful body of the young mare now riding him, cow-girl style. He was treated to a heavenly vision: her cute muzzle and slender neck tracing down past an adorably fluffy chest… down to a slender, athletically-toned belly… and finally to a pair of sexy, small teats with excitedly aroused nipples perched over a winking marehood which was dripping a waterfall of hot mare-cum onto his balls beneath.

The moment passed as Diamond leaned in with her half-lidded eyes to plant a deep kiss on him as she dropped her bottom onto his thighs, letting her hot, wet marehood fall with a moist *PLAP* onto his testicles.

As Diamond leaned into the kiss, wrapping her arms around ‘Jed’s’ neck to pull him closer to her, she trapped his fat cock between them, pressing it’s throbbing length against her check as she pushed her body into his.

Holy buck… the damn thing goes right up to my freaking belly-button! Diamond thought excitedly as she felt the wet flare grinding against her upper-belly.

Twisting her head to drive her tongue deeper into ‘Jed’s’ mouth, Diamond began to give little hip-thrusts. The incessant burning in her marehood was making her mad with desire—her instincts demanded that she hump her fat, engorged, needy clit against the underside of the base of her stallion’s cock.

“MMnnghh!” Diamond groaned into ‘Jed’s’ throat as she felt his powerful hooves move away from her butt and grip her small teats, pushing them against his shaft as it lay inside her small cleavage. Her sensitive nipples were rolled about carefully by his underhoof as he trapped them against his throbbing stallionhood.

She broke the kiss and leaned back, looking into his eyes with a smirk.

“So… you like my boobs huh?”

‘Jed’ smiled back, nodding.

“Well then… maybe you’d like to see a little more of them?” Diamond grinned naughtily, enjoying the look of confusion that spread over his face.

Igniting her horn once again, Diamond released the teat-reduction spell that she had left on, the magical modification unwinding as it usually would.

‘Jed’ could only gasp with wonder as he watch the two pert, teen filly-sized teats began to slowly expand.

What were once two tight bumps of tender flesh grew quickly… becoming thick mounds… then plump orange-sized orbs, squishing against the base of his cock as they trapped him between their heavy weight…until finally becoming eye-poppingly large melon sized tits, big enough to totally wrap around his huge base.

“W-what the buck?” ‘Jed’ moaned, almost drooling at the sight before him: his fat cock was trapped in a heavenly cleavage between two heavy teats, both of which had large, excited, erect nipples. “Th-they’re... so b-bucking hot!”

Diamond reached down with her own hooves, pressing the ends of her teats into one another, smushing them against the trapped base of ‘Jed’s’ stallionhood.

“Like ‘em, huh?” She teased, as she ignited her horn again and began stroking the thick penis from its medial ring up to under its flare with a steady, powerful cadence.

“H-holy f-fuck!” ‘Jed’ gasped again, the slow pumping rhythm making his flare throb with engorged, pulsing blood. He reached down, taking grasp of Diamond’s now much larger sensitive nipples to tweak them once again.

“Mnn! Th-that’s nice!” Diamond squeaked, as the stallion tweaked her erect nubs.

“K-keep going!” She moaned, taking her hooves off of her breasts and stroking them up ‘Jed’s’ sizable length, running over the section she was stroking magically and eventually reaching the tip of his cock.

“B-buck, yes!” Diamond groaned again, the stallion’s groping making her wink with a hearty squirt, her marehood still pressed up against the twitching base of ‘Jed’s’ cock, just above his sizable testicles. She gripped the end of his stallionhood like a joystick, pulling it back against herself with grinding tilts, trying to press it more closely against her throbbing, burning clitoris.

“F-fuck… that’s gooo-mnggh!”

Diamond’s groan was cut off as ‘Jed’ leaned in closer, planting a deep kiss into her open, groaning muzzle. She wasted no time in leaning into the embrace, once again trapping his thick meat between the two of them, her shirt already soaked with the pre-ejaculatory juices spilling so copiously from his cock slit.

Diamond was in heaven.

The stallion’s tongue was dominating hers now, pressing hers down against the floor of her mouth as it searched deeper and more incessantly into her throat, roughly thrusting down into her depths.

The needy mare began to hump her hips against his shaft, driving up with her knees against the bench, dragging her encircling teats up his shaft as she ground her steaming, sticky snatch up his thick black cock.

She groaned into his mouth with abandon as he squeezed her tits desperately, pushing their soft flesh against his erection as she slid up and down the first third of his impressive length.

Diamond began to quiver.

The raw excitement of the situation, the rugged masculinity of her partner… her love-bud was now almost constantly exposed… and she was dragging the sensitive, pink, wet, fleshy bulb tantalizingly up and down his textured, veiny cock.

She could feel her clitoris being overwhelmed with sensation... could feel her marehood starting to convulse and grip at the air, begging to be filled as she slipped into her first orgasm of the evening.

Diamond pulled her head back quickly, her eyes rolling wildly. Her magical field dissipated as her horn began to spark and fizzle.

“B-buck I’m going to cummm-mnngggh!” Diamond groaned out.

Once again, Diamond’s gasp was cut off by the aggressive stallion pressing forward into another deep french kiss. She began to melt in his embrace as his powerful tongue thrust deep into her throat. She felt her belly explode in fire, a wave of overwhelming adrenaline surging outwards in crashing waves of pleasure.

She gripped ‘Jed’s’ cock like a lifeline, holding on as her hips began to involuntarily grind with total abandon against him. Wanting to be even closer to her stallion, she leaned forward, nuzzling his chest as her convulsions intensified.

Jed saw an opportunity and bent his head down, taking the tip of Diamond’s sparking horn in his mouth, carefully nipping at the sparking end and flicking it with his tongue. The taste and smell of gunpowder filled his nostrils as the mare beneath him began spasming and groaning, thrashing in his lap.

‘Jed’ opened his eyes wide with wonder as he felt a warm wetness spilling down his balls and over the edge of the bench to splatter against his calves and hooves below.

Diamond’s eyes were rolling slightly in their sockets as her jaw hung slightly loose, letting him press even more deeply into her gullet… all while a literal waterfall of marecum continued to splash down over the bench’s edge.

F-f-fuck… I’m fucking soaking the floor… I’ve never cum this hard before. Diamond thought with embarrassment, as she felt splatter after splatter of slick juice pour from her, coating this stallion’s balls and inner thighs in her essence.

Finally, Diamond managed to escape ‘Jed’s’ kiss, pulling back with deep, shuddering gasps as she continued trembling with the aftershocks of her climax, trying desparately to catch her breath.

‘Jed’ sat back with a smirk, content to watch this cute graduate-student shiver with little mewling gasps of pleasure as she rode out the last vestiges of her orgasm.

Lifting one hoof up from her teats, he tenderly cleared her sweaty hair from her bangs, enjoying it immensely when she looked back at him with dreamy, bedroom eyes of submission… before letting loose another winking squirt against his member.

“Damn, little girl… you run hotter than my ex,” ‘Jed’ said, a little wistfully.

Diamond blinked her eyes, trying to clear the fog of post-orgasmic dopamines from her system. She didn’t like being called ‘little girl’… or being compared to his ex.

She took a few more gasps of air, still trying to slow her racing heart, the heavy musk of her juice was so thick in the air that she could taste it on her tongue… the taste of raw sex.

“O-oh? Is that so?” She growled, somewhat upset with herself that she’d lost control of the encounter.

With a smirk, Diamond dipped her hooves under her heavy teats, still wrapped around ‘Jed’s’ cock, to coat them in her steaming honey, regripping the top of his engorged shaft and beginning to pump with more speed. “Well… why don’t I see how hot you run, Jed?”

Jed gulped as the mare masturbating him let her grin become an evil smile.

Before he could react, Diamond snap-lit her horn and let the magical field slide down his flare… over her pumping hooves… past his medial ring and between the cleavage of her teats… over his swollen hanging balls… and to his eye-widening horrified wonder… even lower.

“W-wait a secon-nggh!” Jed squeaked as her field slipped into his tailhole.

“No… I don’t think so… my ‘little colt’.” Diamond snarked, as she pressed more magical energy into ‘Jed’s’ rear, toying with his pucker as he started twitching.

“Hmm… not so cocky now, are we?” Diamond leaned in to ‘Jed’, putting her whispering muzzle closer to his ear. “Do you like it when I play with your asshole, ‘little colt’?”

‘Jed’ could only moan, his rear legs kicking out with tension as he continued to be stroked off while Diamond magically prodded his sensitive pucker. “MMnnngg… pl-please!”

“Hm? What’s that?” Diamond whispered, giving little licks to the stallion’s ear as she leaned in close, letting her hot breath wash over his twitching inner-ear fluff. “Did you want to… cum?”

Diamond began to pump harder and faster, her hooves racing up and down ‘Jed’s’ length, her delicate underhooves carefully bumping the ridge of his rapidly expanding flare before quickly shooting back down to the tops of her teats, demandingly milking him.

“Or… did you need a little more… encouragement?” Diamond blew softly into his ear.

Diamond slid her magical field into ‘Jed’s’ loosening tailhole, making him sit bolt upright as she slipped in and immediately let her telekinetic field carefully phase through the thin wall between his anus and his prostate, enveloping the fattened, aroused gland with a warm, vibrating field.

“Oh my FUCKING CELESTIA!” 'Jed' groaned aloud.

Diamond felt his cock begin to spasm and stiffen immediately, watching with smug satisfaction as his flare fattened back out into the massive, stiff, mushroom-like plug like it had earlier… but she wasn’t done teasing him just yet.

Before he could erupt, Diamond brought her hooves of her shaft and clamped down as hard as she could against her teats, pressing them tightly against his shaft, blocking his cum from spilling forth.

“Ah-ah-ah… ‘little colts’ need to ask nicely before I let them cum…” Diamond whispered into his ear, still milking his prostate as he spasmed under her, his cock bulging with the desire to explode.

“P-p-please… G-ga-nnghh…” 'Jed' choked out, his grunting, clenching face twisted in inexorable agony.

Diamond smirked, knowing she had won.

“Good boy.” Diamond kissed his cheek before releasing her clenching hooves.

Almost immediately, a huge, gushing load erupted like a firehose from the end of ‘Jed’s’ aching flare. The massive shot splattered wetly against the underside of Diamond’s chin. The rebounding spray scattered everywhere as the heavy wad landed on Diamond’s shirt, her teats, even her hair and face.

Sputtering, Diamond leaned in closer, nipping at ‘Jed’s’ ear and resuming soft strokes with her hooves as she continued to coax shot after shot of heavy stallion-batter from him.

“That’s it… *SPLAT*… good boy… *SPLAT*” Diamond cooed into ‘Jed’s’ ear as he groaned with the agonistic release of his balls.

“Yes… *SPLAT*… more, don’t hold back… *SPLAT*… let it all out! *SPLAT*… Fucking soak me in it! *SPLAT*”

Diamond was impressed, she could feel his humping thrusts finally begin to subside… but only after he had let loose at least as much as he had on the first go-around. This guy definitely stays hydrated! she chuckled internally, feeling the heavy sticky mess covering both of their chests.

As his last weak, thin, trickly orgasm eked from his flare, ‘Jed’ finally relaxed back into his seat with a shuddering breath, shaking with raw pleasure.

Giggling, Diamond snuggled up against her shell-shocked stallion, her stickily coated fur plastering wetly against his chest, as his rapidly-deflating, quivering cock shrank back into his lap.

“My poor little colt…” Diamond cooed, no longer teasing, but lovingly soothing him… “I’m so sorry… that was cruel of me.” She brushed aside some of ‘Jed’s’ sweaty brow tenderly.

“Huf… huf… b-buck it… you… you’ve got the job,” ‘Jed’ murmured, still trembling from his orgasm.

Diamond felt her stomach drop, a flash wave of adrenaline coursing through her as she tried to process what she’d just heard, a cold sobriety quickly returning to her psyche.

“Wh-what did you just say?”

“I said, you’ve got the job…. That was incredible… Diamond Gavel.” He pointed at a small dossier on the bench beside him that Diamond hadn’t noticed before: a copy of her CV with a headshot paperclipped to it was there… though there were now two heavy gobs of ‘Jed’s’ semen strewn across the paper.

“…you’re Jet Stream…” Diamond said coldly, her fur bristling.

“Yep… and I’ve got a room up on the pentho-” Jet began smirking, reaching toward Diamond’s teats.

She knocked the hoof away coldly, extracting herself from her straddle position as she quickly exited the stall in a huff.

“Jet Stream of EquestriAero?” She snarled, already knowing the answer as her magical field levitated her glasses and one of the cotton napkins over to her.

“Uh… yes? And like I said Diamond, you did great. I’d love to have you join our team.” Jet looked confused.

“Well… I’d love to have you join my freakin’ lawsuit… you gigantic bucking moron,” Diamond snarled as she cleaned heavy, goopy gobs of Jet’s essence off of her face and shirt—itself basically transparent from the amount of liquid that had been dumped on it.

“Wh- what? Hey, I thought you were into it… I never made you do anything!” Jet sat up, concern crossing his features.

“You’re an idiot.” Diamond snapped back at him. “First off… did you think I was some stupid filly who would spread her legs to get ahead? Well… I’m not.”

She flipped the grody napkin into his face, where it landed with a wet *THWAP*, making Jet sputter as he extracted it from his features.

“N-no… that wasn’t what I mea-”

“And secondly… how do you think that would play in a courtroom in front of a jury of mares—‘I didn’t tell her I was her employer, so when I grabbed her teats it was OK?’… let alone the media! I have half a mind to destroy your damn company just to prove a point.” Diamond was fuming now, stamping her hoof as her growl became a snarl. “The only thing holding me back is that you didn’t force me… and if I started my career with a sexual harassment suit, I’d probably be making myself a pariah too.”

“W-wait a minute, Diamond…” Jet began, reaching out for her.

She spun on her hoof, tail tucked under her rear as she angrily shouted over her shoulder. “So here’s the deal—you never whisper a word about this to anypony… or I will sue and spread this all through the papers.”

Diamond huffed and began to storm out.

“Never come near me again.” She said coldly, increasing her pace.

“Dammit, wait!” Jet flapped his wings powerfully, landing in front of Diamond, holding up a hoof.

“Trouble miss?” The bartender asked, menacingly staring at Jet. “I didn’t want to interrupt the racket you too were making… but it this fellah is botherin’ you…”

“No, thank you, I was just leaving,” Diamond said, not looking at Jet and getting ready to simply walk around him.

“Dammit Diamond, wait. I want to hire you. I wanted to hire you all along… it had nothing to do with… all of that other stuff back there.”

“BS.” Diamond fixed a glare on him, “And how could I ever believe that now?”

“Because of this?” Jet held up the sloppily defaced CV, flipping it over to the other side, revealing some handwriting there.

Diamond snatched the paper out of his hooves, looking closely at what had been written there, the notes that Jet had made prior to them even meeting…

Best candidate by far… offer whatever she wants for salary… position: CLO. Key strategic talent for the company—MUST HAVE. May need to make sacrifices to allow Diamond to achieve her career/life dreams with EquestriAero… try to find out what they are during interview.

Diamond looked up from the paper, her eyes softening slightly.

“Ev-everything just got out of hoof. I’ve had a rough week… ran into my ex… and I was drinking myself stupid like an idiot. I didn’t mean for that to happen. I hope you can see just how bad I need a right-hand mare... before I screw everything up.” Jet looked deeply into Diamond’s eyes, pleading.

Diamond blushed a little. This was really not how she’d envisioned her dream job getting offered to her. But the note couldn’t have been fake… he did seem genuine… and those hours conversing with him candidly about leadership and building visionary teams… this was the job she wanted.

“Al-although… I won’t deny that was freakin’ incredible… I don’t have any corporate policy against against work relationships… if you did want to go up to my roo-”

Diamond planted a hoof on his muzzle. “Well if I was your Chief Legal Officer, I would immediately institute a new policy against working relationships… especially beween senior staff. They’re a terrible idea and only end in lawsuits.” She chuckled internally as she saw Jet deflate slightly…

This idiot really does need to be saved from himself… Still thinking with his dick, even now.

“I-I understand… i-if you ever reconsi-” Jet mumbled.

“Not happening.” Diamond looked at him intently. “Nothing personal, but I will never taint my dreams with something as silly as an office-romance… but I have a couple of contacts in town… I can see about getting a couple of call-girls sent up to your room… boss.”

Jet Stream’s ears perked up, and a grin crossed his face. “B-boss? You mean…?”

“Yes. If you’re willing to pay me exactly what I want, let me choose my own team… and give me a 5% stake in EquestriAero.” Diamond Gavel was cold as ice - this wasn’t personal anymore… this was business.

Jet’s mouth dropped open. “O-ownership? I… I don’t give that to anypony.”

“Well you’ll give it to me. Otherwise I’ll make sure all the papers from Manehattan to Vanhoofer are sadly misinformed about just how well endowed EquestriAero’s CEO is.” Diamond held his gaze, not flinching.

Jet rubbed his temples, frustrated. “D-done… not because of the threat, but because you’re worth it. You can’t tell anypony about the arrangement though.”

Diamond smiled. “Lesson one boss: don’t sleep with mares you can’t afford.”

Jet sighed, “Like I said - you’re worth the price.” He grinned and teased, “Especially when you throw in the quality of that hoofjob.”

Diamond rolled her eyes, about to scold him before she saw he was kidding, and began to laugh grin as well. “The blowjob was free, boss… you’re paying for my brain. But - and I can’t make this clear enough…” Diamond’s face adopted its serious look again, “It won’t happen again - are we clear?”

Jet nodded. “Completely understood.”

Diamond nodded, reaching out her hoof. “Not the best of starts… but I suppose everything has to start somewhere.”

Jet reached his hoof out, and they shook.

A second later both chuckled as they felt the squishy goop on their hooves of left-over Jet.

The bartender just looked at the pair of weird ponies, and shook his head, muttering, “Business-ponies…”

Diamond groaned, shoving the fat ‘Chief’ deep into her marehood.

She was on her couch, straddling the dildo just like she’d straddled ‘Jed’ that night, eight years ago.

The thick piece of silicone barely fit inside her tight marehood, and she was only really able to bounce on the top third of the simulation stallionhood.

Her heavy tits bounced up and down as she continued trying to stimulate herself to orgasm. Thus far she’d been unsuccessful… she always found it difficult to get off just from fantasy.

“F-fuck! F-fuck my pussy JET!” She shouted, trying to jam the cock deeper into her clenching-tunnel.

The taboo thought of her boss being under her, thrusting up into her as she slid down as far as the medial ring of the fat phallus was stoking her to ever higher levels of excitement.

Finally, she was rewarded.

Her eyes burst with stars as a light orgasm rocked her, a slick trickle of Diamond-juice sliding down the fake dildo. She felt her clenching walls orgasmically milk the inert simulacrum. Humping against the cock a few more times, with sweat pouring down her brow from the exertion Diamond moaned a wall-shaking exhortation.

“Hunggghhhh…. b-buck!”

Finally, as she rode off the last little bits of her somewhat mild orgasm, she slipped off the end of the rubber dick… though she needed assistance to extract the massive ‘Chief’ out of her tight snatch from her magic, before she curled up on the couch.

Sweaty, exhausted and only barely satisfied, Diamond grumbled as she stretched out on her couch. She’d really need to move up the appointment with Paper Pusher… a wicked grin crossed her face…

Maybe I could just fire Comet tomorrow, and then buck his brains out in sympathy after-work… in any case… I need to get some sleep now…

Diamond let her eyes begin to fall, but just as they began to shut…

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

It was 5AM.

Already.

Buck.

Diamond sprung up from the couch. Not with as much energy—but still eager to get to work… her first and truest love.