Gift for Nittany Discord featuring his OC, “Cold Front.
 
>Cold Front is trying to get Spearmint to have fun by making him dance with him.
 
“Cmon, Spearie. Enjoy yourself. You look gorgeous. Dont worry about opinions.”
 
“Uuuhh No thanks. Im good.”
 
>Cold Front drags Spearmint out to the floor.
 
>Cold Front is leading.
 
>Spearmint is embarrassed
 
“Lighten up and enjoy yourself. Get on the floor and cut loose, sweetie.”
 
>As they dance, Spearmint is trying to cover his crotch by holding down his skirt.
 
>Soon, Cold Front holds Spearmint in his fore hooves; Spearmint resting on his side.
 
“Cold Front, I”
 
“Just relax and follow my lead. Youre a natural.”
 
>He holds Spearmint in his right hoof, while Spearmint’s left hind leg is in his left.
 
“Gasp!”
 
>Spearmints right hind leg barely touches the ground.
 
>If Cold Front wasnt holding Spearmint, hed be doing the splits.
 
“Cold Front, are you sure you know what youre doing?”
 
“Yes, Spearie. Ive done this many times before. Just keep following my lead.”
 
>The skirt of Spearmints dress is small and tutu-like, so when his leg is lifted up, his panties come into full view.
 
>Spearmint tries to get away, but the position in which the Pegasus is holding him prevents him from moving an inch.
 
“Did I mention that I love your outfit, Spearie?”
 
“Cold Front, I dont feel comfortable with this. Everyponys staring.”
 
“And theyre enjoying the show.”
 
“Show? What do you mean by that?”
 
>The audience cheers the dancing stallions on.
 
>Spearmint clutches his fore hooves to his chest, blushing with embarrassment.
 
“Cold Front, please!”
 
“Dont focus on them. Focus on me. Trust me, they love us, Spearie.”
 
>Cold Front pulls Spearmint close to him, the audience clapping and even tossing bits at them.
 
>He looks up at Cold Front and Cold Front looks down at him, also blushing.
 
>They look at each other. One with a nervous smirk, and one with a more confident smile.
 
“Cmon Spearie, relax. Youre so tense about this. Let your mare side flourish and dance! Trust me when I say that you make a very sexy mare. “
 
“I feel more like a bit-store whore.”
 
>Cold Front assures him in a soft comforting voice.
 
“You look like the most beautiful mare Ive ever seen, miss.”
 
“”
 
>Cold Front kisses Spearmint on the lips, making Spearmint blush harder than ever before.
 
>The audience cheers on the loving couple.
 
“Mmmf!”
 
“Mmmm”