Phlash Phuckery or From Paheal With Love

Chapters

The Futaloo in the Tear of Space/Time
Sweetie Belle the Futa-Filly
You wanted to see me, Apple Bloom? (Anthro-ish)

The Futaloo in the Tear of Space/Time

Written By: Your Antagonist

"Sweet mother of raptor-mounted justice," was all Your Antagonist had time to say before a salvo of knuckles erupted from his energy-cock and destroyed the very fabric of space-time. When the dust finally cleared, Your Antagonist was shocked to find that where his computer once stood, an inter-dimensional rift had taken its place. However, despite the violation of quantum physics staring him in the face, it was not the tear itself that intrigued Antagonist, but rather what lay within.

The visage of Futaloo penetrating a marshmallow which had only moments ago been mere artistic fantasy, was now anything but. Antagonist swallowed as he watched Sweetie Belle gently ease herself down on Scootaloo's throbbing member, the unicorn's juices freely cascading down the rigid cock. He could see Scootaloo's teeth grit in order to cope with the overpowering tightness of her best friend as she took the pegasus all the way to the hilt.

Sweetie Belle having completely enveloped Scootaloo within herself, smugly glanced down and giggled at the strained expression on her friend's face. This was only the beginning. Planting her hooves on her partner's chest, Sweetie Belle balanced herself upright and proceeded to raise her flanks upwards at a tortuously slow rate. Every inch that she ascended elicited a twitch from the cock within her, as though it were begging for the embrace of her pussy once again. She only too happy to oblige as she slammed her flank back down.

Scootaloo's head whipped back from the sudden sensory overload, and she could only chew her lower lip to cope as Sweetie Belle went for a repeat performance. This time however, she didn't just up and slam herself back down. She took her tie with the descent, reveling in every carnal sensation as she grinded down the shaft.

A glance at Scootaloo revealed the stimulation to be too much for the pegasus as evidenced by a steady trail of drool on the corner of her mouth. Sweetie Belle merely giggle and leaned forward, licking up the stream as she worked her hips in a steady rhythm. Without word or warning, she seized Scootaloo's lips with her own and began exploring the inside of her mate's mouth with a curious tongue.

Scootaloo's face grew flush as she surrendered to the pleasures of another mare's body and allowed herself to become little more than Sweetie Belle's fuck toy. Between the wet smack of flank on hip and Sweetie's tongue massaging and caressing her own, the pegasus just couldn't keep up.

"Ngh!" She winced as another more powerful jolt shot through her cock. "Sweetie Belle, I'm close! I'm gonna-"

Sweetie Belle hushed her lover with a hoof. "Go ahead."

Scootaloo, having been set off by those sultry words driven by sheer impulse, seized Sweetie Belle in a tight embrace and began pounding into the unicorn at a ferocious pace. For her efforts she was rewarded with passionate moans and whining for harder, deeper thrusts, which Scootaloo was only too happy to oblige. And then, she hit her limit. Unable to resist or hold back any longer, Scootaloo released herself into Sweetie Belle, coating the unicorn's inner walls with her hot, sticky load, before collapsing on her back.

Sweetie Belle only giggled and pecked her spent lover's cheek, relishing the adorable look of relief on Scootaloo's face. Then, out of the corner of her eye, she noticed something that her sex-driven mind had paid no heed during the act: the rift and the observer.

"Did you enjoy the show?" she asked, a spry smile creeping upon her face.

Your Antagonist opened his mouth to offer a quip of some sort, but before he could utter a word, the rift sealed itself, leaving in its place an empty space and a man with an incredibly awkward erection who was now computerless.

Author's Note

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Sweetie Belle the Futa-Filly

Written By: Your Antagonist

"I-I don't know about this, Sweetie Belle..." Scootaloo said nervously as her unicorn counterpart hugged her close from behind. The whole situation would have been only slightly less-awkward for Scootaloo if it weren't for a the massive, magically manifested cock that lay, twitching, between her thighs.

"Don't know about what?" Sweetie Belle said playfully, her tone almost mocking as she rubbed Scootaoo's soft belly.

"Well, 'this'." Scootaloo carelessly flicked the tip of her friend's newly grown appendage, the sharp sensation causing Sweetie Belle to grunt and grit her teeth. "It's just... well... how is this supposed to help us earn our Cutie Marks?"

Sweetie Belle gave the pegasus an affectionate nuzzle before whispering into her ear, "Who said anything about Cutie Marks? I just want to make you feel good."

"Make me... feel good?"

"Mmhmm..."

"What do you mean by--h-hey!" Scootaloo hadn't been ready for Sweetie Belle's hooves to glide below her waist and begin gently massaging her moist little slit. But more than that, she wasn't ready for the indescribable pleasure that those hooves drew out with every stroke. "Mmm, don't... touch me there... it feels so--"

"Good?"

Scootaloo blushed "Y... yeah..."

"It gets even better than this, you know," Sweetie Belle said, taking her time as she slowly drew her hoof along Scootaloo's clit.

"Nnnng... yeah?"

"Yeah." Sweetie Belle replied breathily, her hooves now making short, focused circles as she pushed them further into Scootaloo's wet, warm slit.

"H-" Scootaloo almost yelped as Sweetie Belle's hoof hit a sensitive spot,"-how?"

"Just lift up your rump, and I'll show you," Sweetie Belle giggled. She drew her dampened hooves away, and Scootaloo did not hesitate to oblige.

Sweetie Belle took a moment to admire the tight orange flank hovering only inches above her northbound member. Scootaloo was still soaking wet from the hoof rubbing, love nectar dripping from her sex to Sweetie's throbbing tip, sending the unicorn over the edge. She seized Scootaloo by the hips and guided her onto the head of her cock.

Sweetie Belle exhaled a slow, shivering breath as she pushed inside Scootaloo.

"It hurts," Scootaloo whined, squirming in Sweetie Belle's grasp, though the unicorn simply held her tighter.

"It gets better." Sweetie Belle promised, nuzzling the pegasus' cheek. She could feel herself twitch ecstatically inside Scootaloo as the pegasus continued to envelop her inch by inch, moaning all the while. At long last, Sweetie Belle could feel that she had hit the limit of her advance, and decided to check in with her partner. "Feeling good yet?"

"A little..." Scootaloo moaned.

"That's good," Sweetie Belle whispered. "I'm going to move now."

Scootaloo only nodded in response.

Sweetie Belle hefted the (thankfully) lightweight pegasus with relative ease, drawing out as much of her length as possible before sinking it back in, to which she was rewarded with a low growl from Scootaloo. She gave another thrust into the pegasus who had grown substantially wetter to accommodate Sweetie Belle's size. Scootaloo huffed another breathy moan and melted into Sweetie Belle's embrace just as another thrust penetrated her deeply.

Sweetie Belle, pleased by this development,kissed Scootaloo's cheek, her thrusts now having found their own constant rhythm, each one taking her deeper within Scootaloo.

"Sweetie Belle, something feels... weird"

"Just let it happen," said Sweetie Belle.

Again, Scootaloo only nodded. It was only a matter of time before Scootaloo felt her wings, back, and legs tense up all at once as she slid off Sweetie Belle and surrendered to orgasm.

Sweetie Belle took note of this and smiled, but offered Scootaloo no reprieve as she had only been a few pumps away from her own climax. The unicorn stood up, sauntered over to her still-quaking partner, and urged her cock into Scootaloo's mouth, the pegasus getting the idea after a little while.

Sweetie belle didn't need to waste anytime telling instructing Scootaloo on the finer points of fellatio; she was already so close to busting that just the sensation of her friend's mouth would set her off like a cannon. Placing her hooves on either side of Scootaloo's head, Sweetie Belle began to thrust. Slowly at first, but she swiftly picked up momentum, and soon found a hot, swelling sensation begin to build in her manifested loins. As she finally busted a powerful, nut-draining orgasm in Scootaloo's mouth, she threw her hips behind the release, hugging Scootaloo's head into the final thrusts, filling her partner's mouth with her essence, even as Scootaloo coughed and gagged on the ejaculate.

Sweetie Belle pulled out moments later, but before she would hear any complaints from Scootaloo, she bent down and took the pegasus' lips with her own, her tongue searching desperately for the taste of her own juices.

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You wanted to see me, Apple Bloom? (Anthro-ish)

You wanted to see me, Apple Bloom?

Written By: Your Antagonist

"Hey, Apple Bloom, you wanted to see me?" Sweetie Belle asked as she stepped the Cutie Mark Crusader clubhouse which was curiously dark for the time of day.

A pair of golden brown eyes in the dark shifted towards her, but other than that she could barely identify Apple Bloom's silhouette. "Yeah, Scootaloo ain't with you right?"

"Er... no, I thought you'd invited her over." Sweetie Belle closed the door behind herself and warily made her way towards a nearby window.

"No, leave those closed." Apple Bloom instructed.

"But it's so dark in here."

"Yeah, I know..." Apple Bloom purred, her tail swaying suggestively as she walked forward. "It's perfect."

Sweetie Belle cocked an eyebrow "Perfect for what?" she asked obliviously. She hadn't realized how quickly Apple Bloom had closed the distance between them, but now that they could see eachother, Apple Bloom seemed somehow more slender than she was used to, as though something was missing upon her. It finally hit Sweetie Belle that Apple Bloom was bare-naked before her. Warily, the emerald-eyed unicorn glanced up hoping to find some semblance of reason in her friend's face, perhaps an explanation of how this would help them find their special talents, but all she found were bedroom eyes and Apple Bloom's tongue hungrily tracing the curvature of her lips.

"Perfect for this." Apple Bloom seized Sweetie Belle by the hips, and dug her fingers into the unicorn's sundress. Before her friend could utter a word of protest, Apple Bloom threw her lips against Sweetie Belle's in a deep, passionate kiss.

Sweetie Belle's eyes grew wide, but she didn't fight what was happening. She had no idea of what to make of this whole situation, and even less so once Apple Bloom began to hike her dress up and pressed her bare thighs between Sweetie's own, her knee traveling dangerously high between Sweetie Belle's legs.

"Apple Bloom," Sweetie Belle whined softly as her friend's knee rubbed against her slowly moistening panties.

Apple Bloom paid the moaning no mind as she tugged the rest of the dress from around Sweetie Belle's shoulders and tossed it into a corner of the clubhouse. Keeping her hold on Sweetie's waist secure, Apple Bloom moved to secure her lover's upper back with her free arm, her hand finding purchase on the back of Sweetie Belle's head. With this new found leverage, Apple Bloom pulled Sweetie back into a more intensified kiss, and guided her to the ground, gently resting the unicorn on her back.

Apple Bloom pulled away from the kiss, a strand of saliva trailing between herself and Sweetie Belle, and admired the expression upon her lover's face: emerald eyes that seemed to scream for more, and panting breaths rich with excitement.

Apple Bloom smiled at this development and began to trail her fingers down Sweetie Belle's belly to her panties, the unicorn shuddering in anticipation with each inch traversed. Apple Bloom's fingers slid beneath the underwear, probing knowingly for her lover's tight little pussy. When she found it, she eased her way in, rubbing slowly at the clitoris to get Sweetie Belle wet before plunging a finger in to unicorn's warmth. For this, she was rewarded with a deep, feral moan that only encouraged her to try harder.

Apple Bloom stroked Sweetie Belle's pussy harder and harder, delighting in the erotic cries resonating from Sweetie Belle. Their initial kissing a long forgotten sentiment, Apple Bloom allowed her tongue to glide across Sweetie Belle's sensitive, soft nipples, resulting in another slight shudder. She worked her fingers harder while keeping in rhythm with her tongue, Sweetie Belle's back and tail arching and swaying involuntarily in the face of unyielding pleasure.

Pulling away from Sweetie's nipples, Apple Bloom began to kiss, lick, and suck at the tender flesh on the unicorn's neck. It wasn't long before Apple Bloom noticed a swift change in her partner's breathing and felt the first onset contractions of ensuing climax from Sweetie's slowly tightening snatch. With fervent fingers, she began to pump, stroke and rub as much of Sweetie Belle's tightening, soaking insides as she could before she came.

"Apple Bloom..." Sweetie Belle panted, wrapping her arms around Apple Boom's back and shoulders. "I'm gonna... gonna..." With sharp yelp, Sweetie Belle was overtaken by climax. Her thighs clasped together tightly around Apple Bloom's hand and dug her nails into Apple Bloom's back hard enough to break skin, but Apple Bloom didn't care. She was content to help Sweetie Belle cope with the intensity of orgasm. As Sweetie's breathing eased down Apple Bloom found it possible to speak to her again.

"Was it good for you?" she asked

"Mhmm... you could've given me a little warning first though."

Apple Bloom smirked deviously, her tail swaying suggestively behind her. "You wanna do it again?" she asked with an eyebrow cocked.

"Hold on, I need a minute--"

"Too bad."

"Apple Bloooom!"

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