Since a certain mod asked for a follow-up to this piece “>>[Derpibooru]1321859”:https://derpibooru.org/images/1321859, I felt obligated to provide. So here’s a little story (because why not?):
 
Silver Spoon is a pony of upper-middle class upbringing. This made her high enough in status to be friends with Diamond Tiara, but not high enough to have the ridiculous allowance of her ridiculously lavish and expensive friend. For a while it worked out, with some careful planning of her spending, but Silver Spoon soon had to find ways of making a few extra bits. She was a smart filly, of course, but doing her fellow students’ homework for bits only helped so much. Thanks to some unfortunate influences from adults, she came upon the escort service that mares and stallions would provide very commonly in the big cities. And she used her charms and know-how to find tight-lipped stallions in Ponyville to buy her service. Sex was rare, and when it happened it didn’t go far. Lucky for Silver Spoon. Her ability to hang out with Diamond Tiara and exercise the same spending habits were secured. And no pony would ever have to know her secret.
 
Appel, a librarian from Trottingham, has come to Ponyville to peruse the library for books not yet in his collection. After a long train ride, he decided to enjoy the local curiosities and get a feel for a smaller village life. It was cosy, indeed, and the food was great too. It was not too long after that he stumbled upon a little grey filly in an alley giving him the alluring gaze only a mare in heat would have any business showing off. Intrigued, he approached her, though with honest intentions at first (to dissuade such behaviour), but soon faltered to her charm and sex appeal. Perhaps Appel was weaker in morality than he had believed in himself. She propositioned him for a good time; the only conditions being money up-front, and sealed lips from any pony and every pony about ever having met her.
 
The grey filly’s name was Silver Spoon, and she looked to be of higher social standing than himself. Why on Earth did she take an interest in a commoner like Appel? Did he just look like an easy enough fool to seduce and keep quiet? Either way, no sooner did she name her price, than did Appel’s purse hit the floor with every bit accounted for and then some. His book budget was not going the places he had planned.
 
After a good look at the goods she was offering, a little touching here, a little caressing there, Appel made his move on her and gave the filly a fright. What had she expected? He was an adult earth pony – albeit more endowed than most – but a little jingling of that heavy purse soon calmed Silver Spoon’s nerves and Appel mounted her in the shade of the alley.
 
With enough will and courage, and plenty of foreplay, it seemed anything was possible. And after a long good hour or so of uninterrupted rutting, the grey filly was pale, speechless, barely responsive, and round like a ball with vast amounts of cum crammed inside her. And the only thing on Appel’s mind was how much he wanted another round of rutting with her. Silver Spoon, on the other hoof, had begun to regret her life choices.
 
So this is what Ponyville is like? Quite a debauched place, Appel thought to himself; but you know what they say? When in Rome, do as the Romans do! So maybe stay a few extra nights and have some more fun with Silver Spoon! 

 
Story kicks off in this post: “>>[Derpibooru]1328164”:https://derpibooru.org/images/1328164

imported from https://derpibooru.org/images/1322428