When that special time of year rolls around, ponies tend to act a bit crazy. Seeking relief from the species-wide arousal, Frosty goes down to a nearby “Lounge” and decides to sneak in and join the ‘refreshment’.
The potion was made with moon dust instead of sand, meaning that it would revert him back after a month instead of never at all.
He swung into an unoccupied stall, removed the generic MTI sextoy from the harness and pushed it down the cleaning chute. He’d soon be up there and beating the heat for the season.
The floor was a bit cool, but soon there would be no need for thermal regulation. He’d lost all ability to call for help, but was sure that soon somepony would put him back in the harness for use.
“You HAVE to hang them up!” the mare shouted while bringing the harness to the floor.
“Sorry!” a voice replied from across the high walled stalls.
The mare slipped the toy’s head and legs through the leather straps and hung the toy back up on the overhead hook.
“Some of these ‘personalized’ pony toys are a bit creepy… I don’t understand why we can’t have the normal ones.” she muttered.
“Variety.” The stallion’s voice from before rang louder, spooking the mare.
“Stars! you almost gave me a heart attack…”
“We have to have some sort of variety, the same old same old toys can get boring. So bringing in some of the more colorful ones livens the place up.”
The two began walking away, bound to see to the other stalls and make sure that the toys were properly cleaned and set up.
“The damned harness is in the way!” the brown unicorn grumbled.
“Then take it off, solve the problem” the zebra who was currently occupying the rear of the sextoy replied.
“But-”
“This is already awkward, just solve the damned problem and blow your load dude.” the zebra cut the unicorn off.
The unicorn just mumbled and fiddled with the heavy head and the harness.
“Nopony has checked bay 42-A for a while.” The mare stated while trotting with purpose towards the end of the stalls. Inside she found what could be considered a mess, an unclean toy that was visibly weighed down, the stomach pushed out as the storage area inside the toy had been filled beyond capacity.
She simply sighed and removed the neck harness, letting the toy go face-down to drain off the excess ‘heat’ inside of it.
“I want to start putting some of the toys into storage-” the mare paused and removed a banded label from a small saddlepack. She wrote the bay number and a note on it and slipped the band around the toy’s kicked out rear leg.
“We’ve started to slow down, the end of the season is near. So we can start putting away a majority of the toys. 24-A can drain overnight and then we can clean it, dry it and then seal it in the vacuum storage bag until spring.”
The potion wasn’t going to let the toy turn back in that environment… it was going to keep him as he is until the latent magic dissipates completely. Then he’d just be an inanimate sextoy, and nopony knew that he was there to administer a reversing potion…
“…!”
Art and story by the wonderful Dombrus over on FurAffinity,
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