It was a normal day at Saint Mare's College, one of Equestria's most well-known all female schools. The young mares were on their way to classes, the professors were preparing lectures and quizzes, and all the lights in one of the first-year dorm buildings had gone out.

Wait...

No one was quite sure how it happened, but something had gone wrong with every single light in that dorm alone. Some of the mares had panicked at first, but the Resident Advisers and staff members were quick to dispel all worries, ensuring the students that the problem would be taken care of shortly. Everypony was to remain calm and go about their day; an electrician would be by to fix the problem in no time.

There was just one problem: Short Fuse, the mare on staff who usually would deal with such things, was out sick. That meant that in order to deal with the issue quickly, the staff would have to call in help from outside.

And they really only had one option if this was to be done quick and cheap...

An option they didn't like one bit.

Quick Fix, a young Earth pony stallion who worked for his father's electric company, was not having a good day.

First, he'd been sent out by dear old dad to take care of "Some small job at the College". Then he'd been chewed out by the mare in charge, who repeatedly told him to "Keep your mind on your work, and keep away from the students!"

When he finally got away to actually take care of the problem, he found out that it wasn't quite the "small job" his father had made it out to be. Turns out, each and every bulb had been burned out suddenly... meaning he had to replace them all by hand if he wanted to get paid.

He had to go around to each dorm room and knock. If a mare was in there, he was to ask them to leave while he worked on every bulb in sight. If not, he would use the key he was given and move on. He was not to enter a dorm room if somepony was already in there. And from the death glare that old mare had given him, he was sticking to that.

It was long, tedious, and downright boring work. He hated every second of it. What he wouldn't give for anything else to do right now. Anything to relieve the boredom. And it was killing him being around all of these mares; all around his age, most of them fairly hot, and quite a few giving him... looks. But he pushed on. He did not want to know what would happen if he broke his word and did anything with them.

And so he worked...

Fix was on what felt like the hundredth dorm room of the day. He had knocked, and as with many of the rooms received no answer. Sure that it was empty, he took out the key he'd been given and entered. Immediately, not wanting to waste anytime, he got to work fixing the first bulb, the one in the hallway.

Just as he finished, he became aware of somepony giggling. Turning his head sharply, he saw that this dorm hadn't been as empty as he'd been told. There at the end of the hallway stood three cute young mares, probably a year younger than himself: a yellow Earth pony, a white unicorn, and an orange pegasus. Each one of them giving him... that look.

"Uh... I'm sorry, but... um... you're not supposed to be-" Quick Fix quickly stammered before being cut off by the Earth pony.

"Oh, we don't mind, sugar. Nopony's gotta know. Ah'm Apple Bloom, and this here's Sweetie Belle..." she gestured to her unicorn roommate.

"Nice to meet you, dear," Miss Belle purred to him.

Apple Bloom then gestured to the pegasus, "And Scootaloo."

Scootaloo gave Quick a smug grin, then calmly asked the question of the century: "'Sup?"

He nervously regarded the girls. They were each dressed... very casually, to put it lightly. Loose t-shirts, tight shorts... Rejecting those thoughts from his mind to get back to business, he firmly tried to state, "Nice to meet you all, but you really shouldn't be-"

Sweetie Belle cut him off, stepping forward a bit. "Oh, come now dear, you have us at a disadvantage! You know our names now, but we still don't know yours." Her voice had an odd quality to it that sent shivers down Fix's spine. She had a slight, rich-sounding Canterlot accent to her voice, giving her a certain air of sophistication that her Sapphire Shores t-shirt somewhat clashed with.

"Uh... I'm Quick Fix. Now, if you could please just-"

"Whoa there, sugar, what's the rush? We know you've been workin' hard and all... why not take a little break? We wouldn't mind the company." Apple Bloom stepped forward as well, giving him a sultry look that made it clear what kind of break they had in mind.

"I-I-I can't... You have to... I..."

"Oh, shut the buck up already! 'You have to leave, you can't be here,' blah blah blah. Quit bein' such a pussy!" Scootaloo griped, crossing her arms and rolling her eyes at him.

Quick just stood there, trying to think of something that could get him out of there. He really didn't want to be forced into something by these girls. No matter how hot they were. Shut up! Bad brain! Don't think that!

Before he could gather his thoughts, Scootaloo's eyes widened with a revelation. "Hey girls, I think I know how to change his mind..." Then, without another word, she began to pull off her black t-shirt, revealing toned abs and petite breasts in a black wire bra beneath.

Sweetie and Apple Bloom immediately caught on and removed their own shirts. Apple Bloom was almost as toned as Scootaloo, but with slightly larger breasts, about a C cup if Fix had to guess. He blushed and averted his gaze... only for it to land on Sweetie Belle.

His gaze locked onto her chest in an instant. She was the largest of her friends, with a pair of lovely round D cups. He blushed, but couldn't pull his eyes away, not with the way she was rubbing at it through her lace bra. And then her horn briefly glowed... and then suddenly there was one less bra in the picture.

Quick felt three things, almost at the same time, right then: the sudden urge to run, his stallionhood hardening in his pants, and said pants being yanked down by Scootaloo, who had slipped behind him while he was distracted. He froze as he felt the breeze against his suddenly naked legs, and was terrified that now the girls could see the rise growing in his boxers.

"Well, now... Ah think that'll do just fine," Apple Bloom commented, stripping out of the last of her clothing as she made her way towards him and as Scootaloo got to work yanking down the last thing in their way. Finally, the hard rod that was Quick Fix's dick was free, stiff and ready for action (regardless of whether Quick Fix himself was).

"N-now hold on! We can't- I mean you can't just- I mean-"

"Oh, hush now, sugar. I'll be gentle!"

With that, she dropped down in front of him, and began to lick over his cock greedily in what was obviously an inexperienced attempt at foreplay.

Still, Quick couldn't say watching her didn't turn him on at all. And it did feel pretty good when she started trying to give him a sloppy blow job (albeit a little more wet than he'd like).

She had been at it for barely a few minutes when she pulled back, licking her lips and getting down onto her back, legs spread. "What d'ya say, sugar? Wanna be mah first? I want ya in me so much." She began fingering her wet snatch to emphasis the point, letting out pleading moans of desire.

Quick Fix was still hesitant. But... he'd already gone this far. He doubted that anypony would believe he'd been raped by these three, and he was feeling really horny at this point. And to top it off, she was really turning him on right now.

Fuck it. I give up.

He gave her a nervous grin, then got down on top of her to slip in his saliva-coated stallionhood. She let out a sharp gasp as she felt herself be penetrated for the first time. "G-Golly, that felt... good... p-push it in more, sugar!"

Fix began to gently thrust back and forth, trying to pleasure them both while at the same time keeping it comfortable for Apple Bloom. It felt good inside her tight, virgin pussy, especially the way its hot, wet folds squeezed at his rod. There was a spike in her moaning, then a muffled shriek of pleasure as she came, letting out her first orgasm of sweet mare cum over his cock. As she lets out her first ever load, she rears up, grabbing onto Fix's shoulders and gripping tightly, digging in with her nails. When she finally finished, she sat panting, her hands still on his shoulders, and then she planted a big, joyful kiss on his lips before pulling out, leaving him unfinished.

"Warmed him up for ya, Sweetie!" she stated as she walked shakily to the bathroom to clean herself up.

"Thank you, Apple Bloom. Now, Mr. Fix, I'm sorry to say I can't let you have at my virginity. That wouldn't be proper, now would it? I must save it until my wedding night. But that doesn't mean we still can't have some fun. Dearest Apple Bloom didn't let you go did she? Well, I can fix that."

As she speaks in her rich, sultry accent, she removes the last of her clothes and presses her large breasts against Quick's crotch. "I saw you looking at these girls. Do you want to have some fun with them? Because they certainly want to have fun with you!"

Looking at those divine, perfect looking tits did excite Quick Fix, so he quickly nodded, not trusting his tongue at the moment. With his approval, Sweetie lay her chest upon him and began her beloved mounds against his engorged dick. The sight turned Quick on to no end, making him feel all that closer to blowing his load. But not yet, not until he was ready for this to stop.

Sweetie leaned down and kissed the tip of his cock through her cleavage, giving it a little coaxing lick here and there, trying to get his flared wang to let out a little something for her to taste. She massaged her fingers into her breasts sexily, moaning at how sensitive they felt. She loved having that hot, wet penis between her breasts, and wanted nothing more than to have it blow a hot, sticky load right in her face. "Oh, please, dear, I beg you. Let me have it, I know you are close!"

Quick held back still, wanting to make this moment last, though his endurance began to wear thin. Finally, he let loose when he heard Sweetie Belle demand (out of her posh, proper accent he noted) "Oh cum on me already! Cum on me now!" And so he did.

Fix released a large stream of hot, salty semen into her face, hitting her in the hair, the eyes, the mouth... and she loved it. She lolled out her tongue for a moment, and then licked lustily at every drop of cum she could get that horny tongue on, moaning sensuously all the while.

"Oooh... fuck... me... that was amazing!" she squealed as she pulled away, after licking some cum off of her tit. "Phew... thanks stu-... er, I mean, dear," she corrected herself, accent returning. "I have to go wash the rest of this off of myself. Must be presentable! Oh, and good luck..." She turned to head towards the bathroom as Scootaloo sprang, stark naked and horny as hell, out of nowhere, shoving Quick to the ground, pining him down.

"You'll need it."

Scootaloo grabbed Quick's flaccid cock and began stroking it, almost desperately, trying to get a rise out of it. "Come on, big guy, don't tell me you're done now! I've fucked guys half your size who lasted longer in bed!" Her ministrations and taunts soon manage to give him a slight, somewhat painful erection.

Satisfied with what she'd gotten, she started rubbing her hot, moist pussy against that partially hard rod, coating it in her sex juices. It was obvious to Quick that this definitely wasn't her first time. And before he could complain, Scootaloo struck, plunging herself onto that wet, hard cock, and began riding that thing for all it was worth.

She moaned and grunted as she rode him cowgirl style, fucking him hard and fast, much different from the other two's styles. Fix grunted, pain and pleasure (mostly pain) coursing through his sore groin as she rammed into him again and again, hitting her climax soon after beginning yet still going strong.

She was, after all, only warming up.

"Oh, fuck yes!" she moaned as she continued her crazed ride.

Fix was coated in sweat, groaning in pain. He could feel another load, feel the pressure building. And he knew that when it came out, it was gonna hurt.

Again Scoots came on him, letting out a sudden flood of mare-cum from her sweet honey-pot. "C'mon, you damn bastard! Cum for me already!"

With a loud, pained grunt, Fix finally let loose, releasing a smaller burst of hot cum into her. As he lay panting, Scootaloo sighed in relief and rose to clean herself. "Thanks for the ride, wuss." All Fix could muster for a response was an unintelligible moan.

"Thanks again, feller! Here's our numbers, call us if ya'll ever need another good bucking!"
"Indeed darling. It was most divine, and we wish to do it again if you are willing."
"Yeah yeah. You were alright. For a pussy. Look, we gotta get to class, so get back to work."

Fix sighed and returned to work on the bulb. His groin had never been so sore. And those girls... they were crazy. But... it wasn't all that bad. He didn't get caught and they let him use their shower (and respected his wishes to do it alone) to clean up. Plus... crazy as they were, those mares were damn good in bed. Though maybe next time he'd stick with just one of them...

Author's Note

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This story....
This request gave me quite a bit of trouble, I'll be honest, and I'm not all that fond of how it turned out.
But this is the best I could do for the prompt (an OC named Quick Fix fucks with Crusaders, who are going to an all-girls school).

The request was extremely specific in some places (the ways that he would have sex with them) and vague in others (all I was given for Quick Fix was a name and occupation).

I did what I could with it. That's all I can say.