Dashing Donation
Everyone’s Best Friend is Twilight Sparkle Side Story
Part One
-by Drace Domino

“You’re sure it was her?” The voice on the other end of the line didn’t sound entirely convinced, laced with skepticism in response to her partner’s claim. “Dear, I haven’t met many of your students, but...I highly doubt that one of them would do something like that.”

“Exactly. You’ve never met her.” Ms. Harshwhinny responded in a flat tone, leaning back in her chair and folding one leg over the other. Her classroom was quiet now that the day was over, and she was merely waiting for the arrival of one of her students. One that had been called there under the pretenses of after school detention...but would find out before long there was a deeper motive. Ms. Harshwhinny glanced down at her notepad once more as she held her cell phone a little closer to her cheek, speaking in a tone that was low and cautious just in case anyone could overhear. “This girl...she’s bold. And brash. And not particularly bright.”

“Oh, that sounds lovely, dear.” Prim’s voice responded over the line, sounding particularly jaded at the idea. “I’d always hoped that one of your dumbest students would father our baby.”

“That’s not...it isn’t…” Ms. Harshwhinny paused, took a deep and patient breath, and spoke again with a calm tone. “She’d be a fine candidate. She’s a terrific athlete, she’s popular and attractive, and she’s got a good enough head on her shoulders to help save the school a handful of times.” She paused, and added with a sour tone. “...that’s more than Celestia or Luna ever did.”

“Well, love, I trust your judgement, of course.” Prim Hemline’s tone softened just a bit, perhaps sensing the fact that her partner was growing more tense as the talk continued. She even took the moment to make a compassionate noise, and offered her voice in stoic yet sweet fashion. “I apologize. It’s simply been...stressful.”

“...I know, Prim.” Came the quiet response, and a mutual silence was shared between the two women. Their search for a donor had been troublesome to say the least, with plenty of twists and turns that had left both women at the end of their rope. Ms. Harshwhinny cradled her cell phone a little closer, and let her voice drop to a whisper just as soon as she heard the squeak of sneakers down the hall. “I should go. I think she’s on her way.”

“Wait!” Prim gasped, still sounding a little bewildered. “You’re...you’re positive it was her in the book?!”

“I’m sure of it.” Harshwhinny’s voice was flat and simple, without any trace of doubt. “Prim, all the girl did was wear a fake mustache and list her name as Dainbow Rash.”

She was, after all, not particularly bright.

***

Rainbow Dash didn’t know what she did in order to get detention with Ms. Harshwhinny, but she knew she most likely deserved it. Maybe it was because Harshwhinny got wise to the fact that she had been copying Twilight Sparkle’s homework, or maybe it was because she had skipped class last week in order to get a blowjob from Vinyl Scratch in the restroom. What was she supposed to do?! Vinyl Scratch didn’t offer to suck her cock every day! ...only every other day.

Either way, as Rainbow Dash stepped into Ms. Harshwhinny’s room she offered her teacher a lazy smile, and started to make her way to a desk at the very front of the classroom. Over the past few months, Canterlot High’s star athlete had started to pick up a bit of an egotistical streak...more so than usual. She had gone from confident to deeply cocky, including the literal interpretation. No more did she wear skirts or baggy clothes; exclusively choosing to wear spandex tights and other skin tight layers that made sure to let everyone know one important detail about her - she was well hung. Students, teachers, faculty...Rainbow Dash didn’t care who could see the outline of her cock tucked within her tight shorts, just so long as they knew she had one hell of a dick.

“Hey, Ms. Harshwhinny. Here I am.” Rainbow Dash smiled as she crashed down into a seat, almost immediately stretching her legs out wide and keeping them spread. Even in this tense situation she was prone to showing off her cock, displaying the girth as best she could underneath the desk. At this point, the girl did it purely out of reflex, always taking the most natural position to showcase her prick. Whether she meant to do it or not Harshwhinny couldn’t care to tell, but the woman remained stoic even as Rainbow Dash gave her an arrogant smile and a tiny wave. “I’m all yours for the next hour. Sorry about what I did.”

“Indeed.” Ms. Harshwhinny lifted a brow, her arms folding across her chest as she regarded the young lady. Harshwhinny was dressed in her typical professional attire; a thick blazer sitting across an office blouse, and a long skirt that went down to the center of her calves. Nylons tinted what little of her legs that could be seen, and her entire ensemble could be considered uninterested in making someone aroused. She dressed like the woman she was: a teacher in her mid-thirties that didn’t care if the students thought she was hot or cool. That sort of nonsense always suited Principal Celestia better. With a slow and patient gaze Harshwhinny took in the sight of Rainbow Dash, making sure to pay particular attention to the cock that was stuffed down the front of the girl’s tight spandex shorts. That damned thing stared at her every day during class, though this time...she was going to do something about it. “Rainbow Dash, I need to discuss something with you. A very...personal matter.”

“Oh yeah?” Rainbow Dash lifted a brow, looking curious. She leaned forward on the desk and closed her legs somewhat, a look of genuine concern crossing her features. She might’ve been an egotistical prick, but underneath that shallow layer she was still a good girl that liked to help people. “Is there something wrong, Ms. Harshwhinny? Anything I can help you with?”

“...yes, actually.” The older woman’s response came, and slowly she began to rise from her seat. She patiently pushed her chair back into place and started to walk around the edge of the desk, moving with focus and purpose to where Rainbow Dash sat. Finally she leaned back on the desk opposite of Dash’s, keeping her arms locked across her chest and her gaze sentinel and serious for the moment. “Rainbow Dash, you probably don’t know this...but I’m engaged. To a lovely woman that works in town, Prim Hemline. I believe your friend Rarity knows her.”

“Knows her?! Rarity admires the heck outta her!” Rainbow Dash smiled, and clapped her hands together for her teacher. “Congratulations, Ms. H! I didn’t even know you liked girls! They’re pretty awesome, aren’t they?!”

“...yes.” Ms. Harshwhinny responded short and curt, and even allowed a tiny smile to creep to the corner of her cheek. “Yes, they are. But since both Prim and I can’t have children, we’ve been looking into alternate options. Adoption is incredibly expensive, as is artificial insemination. But while I was doing research at the local sperm bank, I happened to notice...something peculiar.”

It was at that point that Rainbow Dash started to look a bit nervous. Her brow bent inward and she gave a tiny chuckle, one hand moving to tug at the collar of her shirt. She looked up at Ms. Harshwhinny with a wide smile, though it was clearly threatening to break as she stammered in response to the other woman.

“R-Really? That’s strange!” She blurted out, shuffling back and forth in her seat. “I, uh...I didn’t even know we had a sperm bank in town!”

“Really, Dainbow Rash?” Ms. Harshwhinny quirked a brow, and smirked. “I’m glad you shaved. You look much better without the mustache.”

It didn’t take much more pressure than that to get Rainbow Dash to break. Underneath the stern gaze of Ms. Harshwhinny the girl’s cocky attitude quickly faltered, and she folded her hands together in a pleading gesture. Her voice even fell into a tone that could only be described as whiny - something that brought Harshwhinny profound delight considering how Dash usually answered every question in class with a lazy drawl.

“Oh, please don’t tell anyone, Ms. Harshwhinny!” She begged, and offered her best pout. “They pay so well, and I just don’t have time for another job! And I need the money! My girlfriend is so expensive, every day I have to get apple pie dry cleaned out of my track suit or I’m buying enough applesauce to fill a bathtub so she can have her weird fetish sex! And the other girls aren’t cheap, either! I mean, sure they’d probably fuck me even if I didn’t take them to a movie, but I’m not rude, Ms. Harshwhinny!”

The entire time, the older woman merely pinched the bridge of her nose as Dash rambled. The fact that Rainbow Dash was dating Applejack was well known among the school - just as it was well known that she was fucking half of the other students. Sex at Canterlot High had gone through the roof over the past few months, and with it teenage pregnancy had skyrocketed. She couldn’t even wager a guess at who knocked up the exchange student Twilight Sparkle, but it was a safe bet that the person that got the entire soccer team pregnant was sitting right there in front of her.

Simply put, she was the perfect girl for the job.

“Rainbow Dash, I’m not judging you.” Ms. Harshwhinny finally spoke up, lifting a brow and glaring at the young woman. “I’m simply thinking...in order to save the money by going to the fertility clinic, we could...skip the middleman.”

Rainbow Dash merely stared, head tilted with a confused look on her face.

“...as in, the middleman is the fertility clinic.”

More staring.

“As in we could have sex and you could get me pregnant!” Ms. Harshwhinny finally snapped in a louder tone, and her shoulders rose and fell in a sudden, irate chuff. Dash was...definitely not the brightest. Once the look of realization fell on Rainbow Dash’s face; however, the girl seemed to instantly be on board.

“Ohh, I see where you’re goin’ with it, Ms. Harshwhinny!” She finally smiled, kicking away from the desk and standing up to full height. Still shorter than her teacher, she swaggered forward with a cocky cait and her cock still present and visible against her shorts. That bulge had drawn the eyes of plenty of women at Canterlot High, and it never failed to have a good time. “So you want me to handle things...personally. I gotta admit, I’ve never had sex with a teacher before. Fluttershy has. And Pinkie Pie. And I’m pretty sure I saw Ms. Cheerilee sucking Sunset Shimmer’s cum out of Twilight Spar-”

“I’m well aware that Ms. Cheerilee spends time with Sunset and Twilight.” Ms. Harshwhinny responded curtly, before adding as a tiny addendum. “...though I don’t know who Pinkie Pie is fucking. We can talk about that later. For now, can I take your cocky swagger as an indication that you’re interested?”

“Hell yeah, I’m interested!” Rainbow Dash grinned, dropping her hands to her hips and hooking her thumbs against the waistband of her tights. She was already starting to hitch them down, pulling the material past her blue hips to the point where the base of her throbbing shaft started to become visible. “I can’t tell ya how many times I wondered what it’d be like to bend you over the desk, Ms. H! Let’s find out!”

She didn’t get much further than exposing the first inch of her cock’s base before Ms. Harshwhinny reached out a hand, grasping Dash’s shoulder and bringing her motions to a stop. Slowly she let her palm travel down to pinch the fabric of the girl’s shorts and yank them right back up - perhaps just a little too high, enough to leave Dash a bit uncomfortable tucked within her shorts.

“I’m not Principal Celestia, Rainbow Dash.” She spoke simply, with more than just a hint of disdain for her employer. “I’m not going to have sex with a student in my office. This week, I’d like you to come over to the apartment I share with Prim. She will...sit and observe. And possibly record the event, if that’s acceptable to you.”

“Oh, two MILFs at once!” Rainbow Dash chuckled, and rubbed her greedy little mitts together in an almost devious fashion. “Just wait until Rarity finds out I got to fuck Prim Hemline! She’s gonna be soooooo jealo-”

“At this point, I think it’s important to talk to you about guidelines.” Ms. Harshwhinny once again interrupted her, without pause and without hesitation. Her stern gaze focused once more on Dash’s face, glaring her down as if they were in the middle of class. “You will be fucking me, Rainbow Dash. Not my wife. You will also be having sex with me for the specific purpose of getting me pregnant - so don’t think this is some invitation to our bedroom any time you want.”

Rainbow Dash blinked, clearly a bit surprised to hear that. The young woman was used to women bending over backwards for her - offering up their pussies, mouths, and asses in a desperate bid to please her. Of all the girls that had grown magical cocks she was the one that had been the most reckless and hungry with it; trying to get a sample of as many girls as she could. And she had done well! Her sexual escapades were an ever-growing list of accomplishments, and she was on the verge of adding a new one to her list: fucking a teacher.

She just didn’t expect to be standing there as the one that was decided not in charge.

“Uh...uh…” She stammered, and simply waited for Ms. Harshwhinny to continue.

“Just so we’re clear, Rainbow Dash.” The older woman spoke anew, lifting a brow and again giving her student that critical eye. “This is a transaction. You are performing a service for myself and Prim, and in return you get to have sex with a woman that is...if I may be so bold, more than what you’re used to.”

“Y...Yeah?” Rainbow Dash spoke, a clear curious tone to her voice. “I mean...no offense, Ms. Harshwhinny. You’re super hot, but...I fuck teenage girls every day…”

“You fuck girls, Rainbow Dash. Eighteen year old sluts that don’t know what they’re doing.” Ms. Harshwhinny responded in perfect timing, and finally allowed one of her hands to lower. With careful precision she allowed her fingers to grasp at the shape of Dash’s cock through the tight material containing them, and offered it a flawless, tight squeeze. As she groped her student she stepped closer to offer another whisper, this time her voice taking on a hint of the sultry and seductive. Just because she was usually terse and cold didn’t mean she always had to be. “...I’m twice the age of your usual partners. I’ve mastered things they haven’t heard of yet. And the entire time, the woman I’m marrying will be watching...making suggestions...and catching it on camera as I use you for your cum.”

It had certainly gotten Rainbow Dash’s attention. Her eyes opened wide and her arms and legs locked into place, refusing to move from her spot just in case it made Harshwhinny take her hand away. She swallowed tightly as her cock throbbed against her teacher’s grip, desperately hoping that she’d pull it free and show her some of those skills. Unfortunately for Rainbow Dash, Ms. Harshwhinny didn’t seem interested in pleasing her in that moment...at least not nearly as much as she was in drawing the lines in the sand between them.

“You will arrive at our apartment Friday evening at eight o’clock sharp.” Ms. Harshwhinny continued, the entire time stroking her hand in slow, methodical fashion up and down Rainbow Dash’s barely-contained cock. “You will not be late. You will bring flowers for my fiance - it’s only polite considering you’ll be driving your cock into my wet, mature pussy mere inches from her face. Do you understand?”

“Y-Y-Yes Ms. Harshwhinny!” Rainbow Dash gulped and gave a wildly eager nod, still practically paralyzed by the intense joy rushing through her. Never had she encountered a woman that was so ready to be in control with her, so willing to step up and manhandle that blue length. “I’ll be on time, ma’am!”

“Good.” Ms. Harshwhinny purred, and rewarded Rainbow Dash with a squeeze so sensual and intense that the girl’s tip leaked a dollop of precum; enough to dampen and darken a spot on her tights. With her hand still lingering on that member and reading Rainbow Dash’s rapid heartbeat, Ms. Harshwhinny leaned in all the closer and whispered to the edge of the girl’s ear. A final offer, to keep her excited for the big day. “I won’t let you fuck my fiance Friday...but if you behave and knock me up like a good cum donor, we just might let you celebrate with us.”

And with that, Ms. Harshwhinny released Rainbow Dash’s cock and twirled on a heel. She moved smoothly and slowly back to her desk as she left her student a throbbing mess of a girl; quivering and weak and gasping for breath. As Ms. Harshwhinny sunk into her seat once more she waved a hand, and offered Dash a sweet smile.

“You’re dismissed, Rainbow Dash.” She cooed, and gestured towards the door. “I’ll see you Friday evening.”

Rainbow Dash merely whimpered, and gave a thumbs up. It was almost as big a sign that she was looking forward to it as the massive erection pushing against her tights.

“Y-Yes, Ms. H.” She swallowed, and took a deep, shuddering breath. For the first time since growing her magical cock Rainbow Dash wasn’t the one calling the shots...and so far? She was loving every pulsing, hard minute of it.

End of Part One.

Author's Note

I love students and teachers knockin' it out. Stay tuned, because the next part of this will be available soon! (And not my usual "in three months" soon! More like next week soon!)

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