Ultimate Lesbian Wrestling Championship

by Afro Pony

Rating: mature
Tags: Other, Romance, Sex, Hoity Toity, Discord, Main 6, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Comedy
Length: 6532

“Hellooo Equestria, it is the one and only Discord here bringing you with the First Annual [b]ULTIMATE LESBIAN WRESTLING CHAMPIONSHIP![/b] "Join us for hot, mare on mare action! And by action we mean the sexy kind!"

“Hellooo Equestria, it is the one and only Discord here bringing you with the First Annual ULTIMATE LESBIAN WRESTLING CHAMPIONSHIP!

Join us for hot mare on mare action! And by action we meet the hot kind! Eight sexy angels, each competing for the ultimate prize in pleasure! Whips, chains, mud, penetration, ropes, and socks! Oh yes, the socks. Lots of socks. Eight contestants are made to force each other to the edge in a high-stakes tournament, in the sexiest elimination format. Who will walk away with the prize, and who will be to sore to walk?

It’s audacious. It’s sexual. And it’s here at the ULWC!

(socks not included)

CO-AUTHOR: Flint Sparks If you liked this thank him.
Proofreader: Blackbelt

Published 2013-08-18 15:20:01 UTC
Last updated 2013-08-19 04:36:44 UTC

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“Hellooo Equestria, it is the one and only Discord here bringing you with the First Annual  ULTIMATE LESBIAN WRESTLING CHAMPIONSHIP! I’m here with my special guest Hoiety Toilety, how’re you feeling tonight Hoiety?”

“Oh my, Discord. If you weren’t such a fashionable wreck, I might actually lay one of my glamorous hooves on your... hide. Tonight I’m feeling a little frisky, I heard there were promises of a fashion paradise my eyes have never conceived before. Your thoughts?” Hoity Toity, fashion extraordinaire, waved an casual hoof toward Discord. The two commenters were currently sitting in the announcer’s box, complete with mics and headphones.

“Oh you fine sir, your snarkiness is almost as extreme as your blatant homosexuality! Speaking of being gay, we’d like to welcome you to the First Annual ULTIMATE LESBIAN WRESTLING CHAMPIONSHIP!” Discord repeated, shouting and awakening the spirit within the crowd.

The packed stadium cheered loudly in response, shaking the floor. The arena itself was covered in illusionary stone, cast by Princess Celestia herself, to hide the secret within. The entire coliseum, being the size of the Canterlot Castle, was modeled after classical Romane  architecture, complete with marble engravings and statues and located just outside Ponyville’s boundaries. Mares were packed in the benches, and the open top allowed several pegasi to take watch upon their favorite clouds. In front of the audience at all angles and above were illusionary screens, to project and magnify the action for those hard of sight. Most of the audience were female, several of the less desirable males were turned down in favor of the mares’ comfort. Tonight was for the lesbians.

Princess Celestia watched with smug eyes upon her subjects as she sat in the royal box with her fellow princess Cadance and Luna. Both had somewhat amused expressions as they watched the spectacle.

Hoity holds his ears in agony, the shout next to him combined with the applause ruptured his hearing. Feeling belittled, he turns toward Discord and rebuttals with a snark. “Homosexuality? What gave it away? The fashionable talent or the well-groomed mane? Please continue, my complex commentorrr.” Hoity drawled his last ‘r’ quite classily.

“No, it was the fact that you flame with the intensity of a thousand suns.”

“How quaint.”

“Yes; filly foolers, carpet chewers, and mare munchers alike will all compete for the world’s greatest prize. A one night stand with the Princess of the Night herself!” Discord threw his hands up, a gleeful look on his face as the crowd’s ecstatic cheer threatened to shake the coliseum apart. Princess Luna blushed in her royal seat, squirming awkwardly as thousands of eyes lay upon her. Princess Celestia untucked a wing and wrapped her around her sister while Cadence gave her a light nuzzle.

“Ah yes, Princess Luna. Ethereal mane, midnight blue coat, enticing regalia... if I didn’t fear banishment, I’d say her fashion sense was oh so a thousand years ago,” Hoity says with an air of disdain in his voice.

 “She also placed Number 1 in Playcolt’s best flanks edition.”

“I said her fashion. Not that quite edible piece of cutie marks she’s got there.”

“While we’re on the topic of Luna’s hiney, we should introduce the mares fighting for it. Shall you do the honors?” Discord gestured to Hoity to take the lead.

“As dismal as your appearance may be, you do have the occasional diamond in that trough you call ‘manners’. But before we do that, we must explain the rules. As you shall see, each contestant is fully clothed. Fashionably so, as designed and themed by Ponyville’s finest, Rarity Belle, with the finest materials in order to... entice the other.” Hoity licks his lips greedily.  “The goal is to strip the other sexual warrior, driving her to the edge, and force her to relinquish those deliciou-vital fluids. The first rule is: No direct pain shall be inflicted. This is to ensure the enjoyment of the contestants, and to level the playing field against stronger opponents.”

“That is unless they want it of course.” Discord gave a teasing wink.

“After laying my eyes upon those soft flanks, I must say some of them were begging for it. Would you like to take it away, my chaotic colleague?”

“Yes, the competitors may only pleasure each other with their selves. Not foreign objects allowed, regardless how hilarious they may be.” At this, Discord holds up a rubber chick and twisted its head toward its hen parts.

“And as tedious as it may sound, clothing may not be directly teared off with the exception of teeth. Not only does this save precious fabric, but allows these desperate fillies to tease each other relentlessly. However, saying that, this does not allow magic to be used in its stead. Magic, and by extension flying, is banned at all times to ensure a level playing field for all races.”

“There will be a main tournament and in between rounds there will be exhibition matches. The first mare to get off loses, and the winner moves on to the next opponent. The last mare standing moves on to the next round!”

“Speaking of mares, only two are allowed in the special arenas for the event. That’s right ladies, arenas. If one of our silly fillies pins down another, this is wrestling, her victim cannot hold onto her clothes. She may actively resist the hold, but she cannot hold onto her clothing. And our last rule is... Discord I believe this one is more up your alley. Mind if I join in?” Hoity winks at Discord playfully.

 “At any given time, a contestant can break the rules for thirty seconds. That includes kinky spells, or a phallic shaped item. The contestant can only use this one time however, and must choose carefully!”

“Well everypony, that concludes our rules for tonight. Discord, before we introduce our first pair of brave, delicious, sweaty, and ultimately satisfying warriors, anything you hope to see?” Hoity licked his lips in anticipation and gazed up toward his colleague.

“Let’s just say, I hope the janitor drowns.”

“He won’t be the only one drowning, Cock Sheath.” Hoity wiggled his eyebrows at Discord, throwing subtlety out the window.

“Well, we’re certainly find out won’t we? Join us as we welcome our contestants for the first match of the night.”

“Very well, Mister Discord.” Hoity tears off his fashionable glasses. “Ahem. Did we do a volume check? Good. HELLO PONYVILLE!! I HOPE ALL YOUR BOTTLED UP EMOTIONS AND BROKEN HEARTS ERUPT TONIGHT AS WE WATCH TWO FINE-ASS MARES GET. IT. ONNNN! MY HEAD CAN HANDLE THE FASHION, BUT IT TAKES TWO TO WATCH THESE GIRLS.Now for the introduction. In this corner... um Discord? Why are you quivering? Anyway, in this corner we have THE ONE, THE ONLY, THE QUITE FASHIONABLE RARITY BELLE! Element of Generosity, she’s bound to give the crowd quite a show! Stitch your eyes upon that marshmallow flank as you stomp for our glorious fashionista! Alright Discord, would you like the honors?”

“Certainly. In this corner we have the Red Headed Wonderer! The Champion of Flower Power! MS. ROSELUCK!!”

“Who shall prevail in this contest of fertility? Will it be our lucky petaled seductress? Or will be it be our fashionista fatale? Find out tonight in the ULTIMATE LESBIAN WRESTLING CHAMPIONSHIP. Oh my Discord, can you spare a cough drop? Saliva will do just as well.”

“This is going to be a long night.”

“Only if we time it right.” Hoity Toity gave Discord a flirtatious wink.

Flowers of the Battlefield

The illusionary dome slowly dissolved, revealing a circular stadium layered with hay and dust. At the opposite ends stood a mare. On one end was a familiar white unicorn, styled purple mane and tail, wearing a frilly black silk dress in gothic lolita style completed with pink ribbons and white socks striped with pink. At the other end stood a cream coated mare with a rosy mane. The red and pink colors blended together in the curls the mare had carefully styled, resembling a rose petal falling. Her dress was a simple cotton red summer dress with pink socks, to go with the rose tenderly placed in her mane.

The two mares walked forward, slowly swaying their hips until they were ten paces away from each other. They lowered their heads and narrowed their eyes, utilizing their half-lidded gazes to create the perfect set of bedroom eyes that communicated one thought.

I’m going to fuck you

“Oh my. Did Princess Celestia forget  that it’s night or did it just get hot in here? Or maybe it’s you, Discord. I must say Miss Rarity looks quite alluring in her choice of attire. Is that caterpillar silk I see? Very unique. Miss Roseluck is more basic, but sometimes less is more. Any final thoughts on the fighters before the match begins?”

“Just one thing I must say my dear friend.” The draconequus grabbed the microphone. LET’S GET IT ON!

Hoiety grabbedsthe mic politely. “Oh my, Discord. I don’t think you get it. Don’t you mean LADIES!!! GET IT ON!”

ding ding! The starting bell rung.

Roseluck was the first to react. She charged Rarity, tackling the prissy mare on her back. Rarity fell onto the earth, roughly, with the full weight of the smaller mare on her. Rarity struggled as Roseluck pinned her arms down.

“Get off me you-” Rarity’s insult was cut short as Roseluck pressed her lips to Rarity’s. At first Rarity resisted the kiss, but Roseluck’s tongue soon slipped into her mouth. Rarity, after reading so many romance novels during her bed’s late absence of partners since the Gala fiasco, couldn’t help but moan as she returned the favor. Their tongues danced in a twist of salivating lust as Roseluck slid a hoof down Rarity’s front.

Rarity shivered as the hoof ran down her chest, down her belly, and to the hem of her dress. Rarity twisted, but could not push off the offending mare. Roseluck paused at the hem, then slid under and prodded Rarity’s cutie mark.

Pressing onto the diamond mark threw the lonely unicorn into surprised pleasure. Seeing as how Rarity was helpless against her touch, Roseluck brought another hoof around Rarity’s back. She slowly started to unzip the unicorn’s dress.

“It looks like Roseluck is looking to capitalize on Rarity’s ‘hot and bothered’ state!” Discord announced, pulling on a tie that materialized out of nowhere. “What’re your thoughts Hoiety?”

“Well Discord, I must say I can’t help but notice how... needing Miss Belle appears to be. She didn’t stop the lip lock nor did she even think of throwing Miss Roseluck off. Perhaps her bed has been cold for too long. I can’t help but wonder if she’s enjoying this a little too much, so they say. Perhaps she wants the release? Keep in mind folks, no matter how much each fighter is teased, they are not allowed to release in between matches. Though this might not be an issue for the Boutique’s finest.”

Hoity Toity’s jab reached Rarity’s ears, who then snapped her eyes open. Back to her senses, she realized the jam she was in. Her dress was fully unzipped as Roseluck began pulling it off her back.

Amateur[/] she thought. *Nopony knows how to sweep a mare off her feet like me! Rarity had designed the outfits based on the themes and wishes of each fighter before the match, and thus knew the ins and outs. However, unlike her fellow contestants, Rarity had kept combat in mind when designing hers. Thanks to Roseluck’s amateur stance, she wasn’t straddling Rarity properly. Taking advantage of the fact she had no collar, Rarity pulled back from the kiss, winked, and pushed on the dusty ground with her back hooves.*

“Amazing, absolutely amazing. Rarity has quite literally slipped out of her dress. While increasing the amount of exposure, she is no longer trapped in the throes of passion. Her mind must be in the zone, as they say. I wonder if she’ll make a cuuuuum back?”

“Look’s like it Hoiety, but she’ll have a long road ahead of her. Roseluck doesn’t seem like the type to just lay there and take it!”

No longer pinning Rarity in a position of power, Roseluck attempted to tackle the unicorn again. This time however, Rarity was prepared. With a small juke, Roseluck missed her target and fell flat on her face. Instantly, Rarity buried her face into the Earth Pony mares exposed backside.

 Roseluck gasped in surprise as Rarity’s tongue pressed against her now soaked scarlet panties.

“Oh my. Talk about reversal.”

“Yes, Rarity appears to be giving Roseluck a taste of her own medicine by tasting Roseluck!”

Rarity twisted her head in every direction, driving her tongue as far into the scarlet crevice in the dented panties. Roseluck covered her face with her hooves and cried to the heavens. This pleased Rarity, who gave a mischievous smirk. She pulled out her face from the delicious well of juices, making sure to give a final sensual lick. Roseluck stopped shivering and tried to stand up when a weight fell onto her haunches. The dominated mare looked over her shoulder and saw that Rarity had placed her hooves on her flanks and was now thrusting her hips into her behind!

“Interesting. Miss Rarity started out behind and now she’s... behind.”

“Yes, apparently Rarity failed her sex education in high school, because she’s not going to get anywhere with that.”

“I hate to be the one who points this out, but she’s pounding a tough one into that frail mare. Look at her face. Poor things actually likes it.”

“Brings back a few memories doesn’t it Hoiety? I’m sure you’ve found yourself being the recipient of a good thrusting from time to time?”

“Well, I loathe bragging but they didn’t call me the Dungeon Master in college for nothing.”

Roseluck indeed was enjoying it. It wasn’t the same as a stallion, but feeling this wonderful pounding was causing her hormones to soar! Unbeknownst to her, Rarity leaned down until her chest was almost upon Roseluck’s back. WIth a quick flick of her hooves, Rarity completely inverted the summer dress so it hung on Roseluck’s neck.

Roseluck squirmed as Rarity lay all her weight on the mare’s back. Roseluck’s face planted onto the ground as her legs wobbled in agony. Rarity smiled as she gingerly took the dress’ collar into her teeth. With one little nip, the dress tore and slipped off of Roseluck, exposing her scarlet and pink undergarments.

Roseluck tried to fight back, but when she began to show any sort of defiance, Rarity would brush her tongue along her panties. Rarity carefully nudged Rose’s panties to the side, allowing her unrestricted access to her glistening sex. Without a warning, Rarity plunged her tongue into the Earth Pony’s slit. Roseluck screamed in pleasure as Rarity explored deep inside her with her hot tongue. Occasionally, Rarity applied a little pressure to her clit, making Roseluck give off loud feminine moans. If this was to continue, Roseluck would be pushed over the edge.

Running out of options, Roseluck decided to play her trump card. She shoved Rarity back with her rum and hopped away a full pace. With little time to spare, Roseluck stood on her back hooves and flipped her mane.

“That looks like my cue,” Discord says as he snaps his fingers, conjuring enchanted petals to appear, surrounding Roseluck in a shroud of pink and scarlet hues.

Hoity flipped his mane as well. “Gentlemares of Ponyville, my colleague and I withheld a certain piece of information. The rules may be broken for thirty seconds, but at the discretion of my colleague here. And by discretion, I mean he completely handles it, completely prearranged by the contestants. And my, what a show this will be.”

Roseluck stood on two hooves, the magic of the petals helping her balance. She bowed her head and rested her free hooves against each other. Discord’s petals were linked to her earth pony magic, allowing her to control the circling shroud in the same manner as a unicorn. Roseluck inhaled deeply, channeling her magic and resonating with the petals.

Her eyes snapped open as she threw her hooves up. Instantly a small bushel of petals flew over and began linking together, forming dual fans attached to her hooves to wield. Roseluck slowly brought the fans to her side, and then whipped one toward her face and hiding it. Rarity stood still, entranced as Roseluck shifted her weight to one leg and threw out her hip, slowly bringing up the other fan.

Roseluck slid her other hoof to the side suddenly, causing her to spin in place with the fans. Her petal shroud began to reign itself in, shrinking and spinning until it completely covered the similarly spinning mare. Through the spiral of petals a hoof could be seen, prodding her marehood with a fan.

“Interesting. She’s stimulating herself... but to what effect? She’s lowering her defensive capabilities. The only possible use for that would be... oh my. She’s not. Discord what did you put in the petals?”

“Oh you know me Hoiety. I’m always such a wild card.”

Roseluck paused and stopped spinning, completely covered from hoof to mane in petals. She looked like a hedge carving in the royal garden as she played with her mare garden. Rarity took a step back, trying to shake herself from the hypnotic mare.

Roseluck gave one last spin, dispelling the petals and dispersing them across the entire stadium with a small shockwave. Her fans disappeared, courtesy of Discord, now her time was up. The crowd was silent, wondering what the buck that accomplished. Until a petal landed on a random mare’s nose. The mare cried, convulsed, and drenched her seat.

“Discord. Did that audience member just...”

“Yes, yes she just came.”

A wave of orgasms surged through the crowd, each mare moaning in lust and anguish. Rarity, blasted back by the rushing air of Roseluck’s attack, was assaulted by the musky smell of raw hormones. Her marehood dripped, and she felt close. Rarity rolled over onto her belly and dragged herself up to a standing position. She knew that if Roseluck even lay a hoof upon her, she was going to release. Unlike the majority of the audience, Rarity was a regular customer of the spa and avid reader of erotic novels meaning she spent several nights relieving herself. Control was just one of her many talents.

Rarity breathed in and puffed up her chest, summoning the energy for her gesture. Standing on her two back hooves, Rarity winked and blew a kiss toward the announcers’ box.

“Looks like Miss Rarity is still fighting. If there’s one thing that stands out about that mare, it’s her persistence.”

“Lil Miss Rarity sure isn’t famous for her persistence for nothing. She never stops trying. NEVER.”

Rarity, who had been waiting for acknowledgment, finally sprung into action. Unfortunately for Roseluck, she had jumped where the match had begun. Rarity’s horn began glowing.

Roseluck felt something shift under her hooves. Her heart stopped when she looked down, laying her eyes upon a certain abandoned lolita dress. The carefully stitched laces unraveled from the dresses base, the ribbons snaking out from under the frightened mare. Altogether there were three predatory ribbons, ready to carry out their master’s whim.

Rarity puckered her lips and blew a kiss. The ribbons darted forward before Roseluck could even blink.

The first black ribbon wrapped around her back left hoof, and another took her right. Roseluck tried to jump, but they rooted her to the spot. The third and final ribbon wrapped around her front hooves and brought them together. Tightly. With a flick of her horn, Rarity levitated Roseluck until her bottom hooves were a few inches off the ground. The two secondary ribbons shot to the ground at a forty degree angle, separating Roseluck’s legs.

Roseluck struggled against her bonds. Ten seconds and so much had happened in between two of her breaths. She pulled and wiggled, but the ribbons might have as well be chained. Rarity smirked and bowed her head, pawing the ground with a hoof.

“I hope she’s feeling horny.”

WIth that quip, Rarity charged at a full gallop. Right when she was about to run into Roseluck, she thrust her head toward sky.

And her horn directly into Roseluck’s waiting marehood.

The result was an explosion of vital fluids, all over the floor and Rarity’s face.

“Well Ponyville, that decides it. Not only did Miss Rarity drive her helpless victim into ecstasy, but it appears she broke her hymen.”

Indeed a trail of blood was leaking down Rarity’s horn, staining her forehead. To add insult to injury, Rarity began pulling out and thrusting her horn repeatedly, eliciting pleasurable moans from the bound mare.

“Yes, Rarity really brings a whole new meaning to the term ‘being a dickhead’.”

“Well, at least she can think with that head. Down here, not so much,” Hoity quipped as he gestured to his lap, fortunately covered with pants but now hosting a tent. “Anyway, any final thoughts on the outcome of this match?”

With the crushing defeat of her foe, Rarity tenderly released her defeated opponent and lightly set her on the ground, gently pulling out as she did so. Roseluck, in her pleased state, did not resist and merely rolled around blushing. Rarity, despite the blood rolling down her face and her now unkempt coat, leaned down and planted an apologetic kiss on the mesmerized mare’s cheek before turning around.

Rarity, in a very lady-like swagger, trotted off the stage with her nose in the air and her tail whipping back and forth. Despite her face being covered in blood and mare juice, she retained her refined posture as a proper lady would. A few nurses teleported on stage and lifted the drooling Roseluck onto a stretcher, then blinked out to the nearest hospital.

“Only that I hope you’ll join us next time on the ULTIMATE LESBIAN WRESTLING CHAMPIONSHIP!!”

“Yes, indeed! See you next time, and oh yeah.” Hoity picked up a few leafs of forgotten notes he had brought. “Um yeah, this was sponsored by the Lunar Court and FlimFlam Industries. May we bring you joy an- yeah this is absolutely horrible. Basically just buy their horrendous shit. For now, tata!”

Tree in the Storm

“Well hello my little ponies, I see you’re ready for a new dose, a new taste, a new titillating experience of the ULTIMATE LESBIAN WRESTLING CHAMPIONSHIP!! ship-ship-ship. Hoiety Toiety dashed off to the toilety, so welcome your new host! She’s spunky, she’s feisty, she’s lesbo as a rainbow, and she’s one hell of a hen-holler. Welcoooooooooome Giiiilda!”

“Whatever...”

“Your demeanor is quite warming. But I bet you’re even better at flaming, amiright? Huh? Huh?” Discord nudged the griffin.

Gilda growled in anger. “Stop touching me.”

“We’re here to watch mares do a little more than touch each other and you’re afraid of a little nudge? My my, someone’s mother didn’t hug her egg enough.”

“You’re right, my mother made me fight my siblings to the death,” Gilda said coldly.

Discord froze. “Well... I’m sure this fighting match will bring up many warm and tender memories!”

“Whatever...”

Two ponies charged into the arena from the hidden holding bay. From one end galloped a very strong, very powerful orange earth pony. Applejack, mare of the apples. Sporting green shorts and a red collared shirt, she looked like a regular country mare. From the other end flew a Rainbow blur. Rainbow hovered in the air, ten paces from Applejack, and gently laid her four hooves on the dusty ground. She was wearing a similarly themed rainbow dress with tights instead of panties, complete with a laurel on her head.The two athletic mares snorted at each other and spat over their shoulders, mirroring intimidating gestures. As they pawed the ground, their well-toned muscles rolled in their legs and shoulders, a sure sign of their power.

“Whoa Gilda, watch those wings! I know you’ve got the hots for the Dash, but I’m not in the mood for a face full of feathers!”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about old man.”

“Old? OLD?! Do you know who you’re talking about squirt?! You try being frozen in stone, conscious, for a thousand years! Just imagine how much morning wood I had afterwards! Thankfully I managed with Cele- oh woops, I’m under contract. I totally did not imply a sexual relationship with the Princess, so you can all calm down now. Yeah, you won’t understand! Morning wood!”

“Whatever...

“You know what? You try it!” Discord snaps his fingers. With a flash of light, Gilda’s gender is reversed. “Let’s see you enjoy a match, the manly way! Oh, nice size...”

Gild-Gideon looked at himself with horror. “What have you done to me? Now Rainbow Dash will never love me!”

“CALLED IT! I don’t know man. With the size of that thing, you could probably knock her off her hooves. And if you aim well enough, maybe a few teeth.”

Meanwhile, back in the arena, the two waiting mares merely stared toward the commenter's box, wondering what the hell was taking so long. Rainbow Dash did her best to hide her blush at Gild-Gideon’s accidental confession. Dammit, just when she was starting to forget her-him. Applejack just shrugged and pulled out an apple from inside her hat to eat.

“...and that’s why with the proper grip and technique,  you too can make a lady feel like a goddess! Trust me, I know. Totally not sleeping with an alicorn here. Not. one. bit.”

“Umm...uh...thanks I guess.” Gideon stuttered.

“Well I suppose we should introduce these... adorable ponies.” Discord made air quotes as he spoke. “You may recognize Miss Honesty over there, that blonde mane is hard to miss when a hat is covering it. I hear her apples are almost as delicious as her Apple juice, and I’m not talking about the kind you have with breakfast!”

“OOOOH!” cried the crowd.

Gideon face palmed.

“So Gideon, mind introducing us to your object of desire before the rest of the evil exes show up?”

“Uh okay...I guess. The rainbow maned one is Rainbow Dash.”

“How... descriptive. You painted a picture and captured her essence in that description. And without further adieu, let the ring begin!”

match match!

With a quick leap and tackle, Applejack pinned Rainbow Dash down on the ground. Instantly Applejack locked the Pegasus’s lips into a deep kiss. Rainbow also seemed to be returning the kiss with as much zeal as her competitor as her wings shot out from their sides.. They rolled around, exchanging saliva in their lip lock of wills. Suddenly, Applejack ended the kiss, leaving a disappointed Rainbow Dash lying on the ground.

Without saying a word, Applejack rose to her hind legs and clapped her fore hooves.

“Well that’s a tad early. And I thought Rainbow Dash was the fastest.” Discord snapped his fingers, conjuring a rope onto Applejack’s waiting hooves.

Applejack smiled devilishly. Without giving the rainbow mare a chance to react, Applejack hogtied the Pegasus in record speed, leaving her completely exposed to the farmer.

With no time to waste, Applejack grabbed the loose end of the remaining rope with her teeth. Before anypony could see where she was going with this, Applejack shoved her face and rope into Rainbow Dash’s waiting marehood.

“Clever. A rope used as a binding agent AND a tool. Too bad Rainbow Dash wasn’t fast enough. Perhaps she was a little tied up in the moment.”

Gideon was at a loss for words as he felt a new part of himself swell with pleasure. “Umm...Discord? S-Something’s happening!”  Discord patted him on the shoulder.

“Think of it like a second set of wings. It shoots up around pretty mares. And out.”

Applejack shoved her face and tore Rainbow Dash’s tights with her teeth, desperate to avoid the time limit. Rainbow Dash, as stubborn as she was brave, bit her lip and held in the incoming orgasm as best she could as waves of pleasure rippled through her entire being. The rough rope dug inside, burning her folds like no other. Just when she felt close...

poof! The rope disappeared, releasing Rainbow Dash from her two captors.

“Sorry kiddo, time’s out. Looks like Rainbow Dash isn’t the fastest after all, and by that I mean orgasm,” Discord said with a smug smile.

Gideon merely grunted as he stroked his large erection. The tip of his penis oozing precum. Discord slapped his hand away.

“Whoa man, put it away! This is not the time to be touching yourself! That’s their job! Now stop thinking about penis and watch the sexy lesbians do sexy stuff. With each other.”

Recovering from her rope molestation, Rainbow Dash rose to her shaky hooves. A steady stream of fluids dripped down her legs. She briefly considered retaliating with her own secret move, but for the first time in written history, she decided she should prepare first.

Applejack, however, wasn’t planning on formulating any strategies. She charged Rainbow Dash at full speed, her hooves pounding on the ground. Rainbow Dash tensed, having expected Applejack to gallop. Normally she was the most levelheaded one, but in battle she was impulsive. Rainbow Dash was as well, but she knew to turn that off if her opponents were too wild.

Rainbow Dash reared up, buzzing her wings for balance, and grabbed Applejack in a two legged grapple. Applejack wrapped her arms around Rainbow’s waste, and the two locked lips once more. They twisted, grunted, and spun in every direction without a clear victor. Applejack had the strength advantage, but Rainbow Dash’s wings allowed her to keep her balance. One of Applejack’s hooves slid down Rainbow’s back, toward her flank where a certain aroused pegasus felt a tight squeeze. In her surprise, Rainbow Dash let out a pleasured whinny, breaking the kiss.

Seeing a moment of opportunity, Applejack crouched down and pushed in, knocking Rainbow Dash off her hooves. Slinging Rainbow over her shoulder, causing sweat to condense over her strained muscles, Applejack threw her weight to the side and landed on the ground on top of Rainbow Dash.

Straddling her, Applejack reached down to her shorts and unzipped the top, revealing her bare marehood. With care, Applejack leaned down and place her lips on her friend’s as her other lips made contact. Rolling her hips slowly but sensually, the two pairs of folds grinded against each other, soliciting moans from the snogging mares.

For Applejack, it was like bucking a tree. Rather than her best friend for life, it was her pegasus friend for life. She thrust as if she were to buck every apple off her friend, just another day’s work. Rainbow Dash tried to retaliate with her own, inexperience thrusts. She envisioned kicking clouds, just another ten seconds of her job. Except with Applejack’s vitality, she could last a lot longer. Hopefully more than thunder would come out.

Just as Applejack reached down with her hoof toward Rainbow Dash’s plot, no doubt to squeeze her ass again, the cyan pegasus whipped her ass to the side, exposing her rear to Applejack. Instead, her tail snapped forward and wrapped around Applejack’s hoof, which gave Rainbow the leverage to throw her onto the ground with another flick of the rear. Quick as lightning, Rainbow jumped on top of Applejack and straddled her, effectively pinning her in a sudden reversal.

Rather than return the favor and shove her tongue down Applejack’s throat, Rainbow Dash thought of a more direct approach. Rainbow Dash brought up a hoof. Applejack’s eyes widened. She was a tough earth pony, so her senses weren’t easily overloaded like the others.

“The safe word is ‘whatever.’ “

smack

Applejack let out a small gasp of air when Rainbow struck her cheek.

Applejack reached up and gingerly touched her tender cheek in shock. Her green eyes sparkled with a mixture of shock, awe, and arousal as she stared at the incoming hoof.

smack

Again Rainbow Dash struck Applejack, but this one snapped her out of her stupor. Applejack squirmed, but her red button-up shirt reduced her agility, making escape impossible. Rainbow Dash felt her hips begin to slide, so she did what any assailant would do. She grabbed onto Applejack’s shoulders and flipped her over.

“Meh. A repeat performance?” Discord yawned as he watched Rainbow Dash begin to mount her best friend. Hearing this, the pegasus paused. He was right.

smack! smack! smack! Rainbow Dash began spanking Applejack. The tangerine mare bit her lip, but let nothing out. At this point Rainbow Dash was wet, but Applejack was dry as a desert. The two mares were experience athletes and highly controlled, meaning the match wasn’t going to end soon if they didn’t pick up the pace. Something Rainbow Dash certainly did.

SMACK! Rainbow Dash spanked with all her might upon Applejack’s flank, leaving a red hoofmark between two printed apples. The blow was strong enough to drive out a whinny from the awestruck mare. Rainbow Dash leaned over and peeked, and managed to see a small stain in her shorts spread..

“Oh ha ha, you just better change me back to a girl after this.” Gideon threatened as he stroked his member.

“Oh poor you. I bet you would rut the first girl you see, wouldn’t you?”

The sounds of smacks and whimpers ended the commenters bickering. Applejack was at the brink of her orgasm following Rainbow’s beating, bleating uselessly and stomping the ground. She tried to scurry out of Rainbow’s grip, but the pegasus merely grabbed her flank and pulled her back, then continued to beat her. This continued for a few moments, until Rainbow Dash gave a powerful shove.

Applejack landed on her side, weak. She tried to stand but found she could not, her stamina spent. Rather than roll her on her back, Rainbow merely straddled her side. Raising both of her cyan hooves, Rainbow began alternating hooves as she repeatedly smacked Applejack in the face.

“Um, should we stop her?” Discord whispered to the steaming griffin.

Gideon was too busy fapping to answer, his mouth drooling as he watched the mare of his dreams dominate.

“Um, well alright. At least she seems to be enjoying it.”

With each strike, Applejack moaned in pain and pleasure. For an earth pony, pain was one of the few sensations that clear stood out, rather than be dulled out like the rest. A few bruises were beginning to form on her face, forcing Rainbow Dash to stop.

“Hey, AJ, you alright?” Rainbow Dash whispered to her friend. “As cool as this is, I don’t want to go too far. You okay there?” Applejack opened a black, swollen eye and replied.

“Sure thing, sugarcube. Ah didn’t use the word yet. Do ya mind wrappin’ it up? Ah’m hollerin’ for a finishin’.” Applejack grinned and Rainbow returned it. Rainbow Dash stood up and climbed off of Applejack. Using her wingpower to hold her upright, Rainbow buzzed her wings in place. Signaling her intention, she dropped down and laid on top of Applejack.

Dash wrapped her arms the toned stomach of her best friend as her wings buzzed. The red cotton shirt made gripping the mare harder, but Rainbow Dash was more than plenty strong. Adjusting so they faced each other, Rainbow Dash planted her lips on Applejack’s as she zipped toward the open sky.

Twenty seconds remain

Rainbow Dash flew above the nearby clouds, above every pegasus watching. She flew miles above the stadium in a rainbow blur, taking Applejack for a ride. Applejack, somewhat nauseous from the flying dash, was too drained to be moan.

Ten seconds remain

Rainbow Dash stopped her assent, not removing her lips from her opponent, and dived down to the earth. Applejack tensed up and put more pressure in her kiss, locking tongues with her pegasus friend.

Eight seconds remain

The wind rustled the folds of Rainbow’s rainbow dress as drops of fluid were ripped by the tatters of her tights. Defying all physics, Applejack’s hat remained on her head.

Six seconds remain

The folds of the mares’ eyes began to sting as the wind cut into them. The two tightened their lids, their eyes felt like they were being torn out.

Four seconds remain

A sonic cone began to form around the two as they descended to the earth.

Two seconds remain

Rainbow Dash opened one of her eyes, and shivered in panic. The ground was rapidly approaching. Applejack was blissfully unaware.

One second remain

Rainbow Dash pulled up, ricocheting off thin air and catapulting into a rainbow hued blur. Her shift in velocity caused a domino effect, creating a-

“SONIC RAINBOOM! I honestly didn’t think she’d pull that off! Or get Applejack off. Well her time’s up. If Applejack didn’t boom, then Rainbow’s sonic is disqualified! So Gideon, how hot was that?”

“Ugghh...” groaned Gideon, his orgasm thundering through him like an earthquake.

“Whoa...” Discord gasped as he lifted his feet from the ground. “We’re going to need a towel. Or five. So Gideon, how was it enjoying the mare of your dreams dominate from a male standpoint?”

“It was...something.”

“You know, if you’re ever interested... I hear Hoiety Toiety has very interesting parties if you ever care to join me. Oh look at that! Rainbow Dash has landed with Applejack on top of her!”

Rainbow Dash fluttered back toward the ground, completely exhausted. She tugged Applejack, tightly clinging to her, and collapsed on the ground. An emergency referee, a certain burly red stallion wearing black and white ref stripes, ran to the fighters and used his hoof to take a quick peek under their clothes. The stallion looked toward Discord and tilted his head toward one of them, and nodded to signify the winner.

“Well folks, the results are in!” Discord announced. “It looks like Applejack...”

Discord snaps his fingers and conjured a pair of sunglasses on his face.

“... came inside Rainbow Dash.”

Gideon jolted. “Discord! DISCORD!”

“What Gideon? What is it?”

“I WANT TO CUM INSIDE RAINBOW DASH!”

Discord snapped his fingers and returned Gilda’s gender. “That’s enough heterosexuality for today!”

Back at the stadium, Rainbow Dash stood up, her legs wobbling. She nuzzled her exhausted friend until Applejack lifted her head. “You alright, AJ?”

The tangerine mare gazed at her friend with calm, loving eyes. “Whatever.” She then collapsed, unconscious.

Rainbow Dash flew into the air and saluted the audience before dashing away. Applejack was lifted by the scarlet ref, who gently carried her off the stadium.

“Well everypony, that was quite the match. Nothing says more about the magic of friendship than an orgasm faster than the speed of sound! Looks like Rainbow Dash is going off to the next round! And possibly getting off! Prepare for the next round everypony, here at the... Gilda?”

Gilda brought her fists down onto the desk, slamming it with all her might. “Get hot, watch smut, here only at the ULTIMATE LESBIAN WRESTLING CHAMPIONSHIP! Discord, give me my dick back. I have to go find Rainbow Dash.”