Dirty, Desperate, And Dash

by Akumokagetsu

Rating: mature
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Main 6, Romance, Rainbow Dash, Comedy, Sex
Length: 12689

Rainbow Dash has a peculiar problem that she can't seem to solve, and she's too embarrassed to ask anypony else for help. Things go from bad to worse when Pinkie decides to 'help' her friend.

(Warning. May contain surprise feels and/or d'aaaw moments.)
Rainbow Dash has an odd sort of problem.
She is in heat.
That's not the problem.

Rainbow Dash is in heat, and is once again completely unable to ejaculate.
This is something that has tormented her for years, and it seems like she may never break her curse; at least, until Pinkie Pie decides to try 'helping' and makes the situation a whole lot more awkward by getting her friends involved.

Published 2014-01-02 20:40:01 UTC
Last updated 2014-02-18 18:36:11 UTC

The Good, The Bad, And The Cloppy

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“Come on… come on…!” Rainbow Dash pushed herself a little harder, the multicolored streak blurring through the sky. She streamed through the air, the world tearing away from her as she flapped her wings faster and faster.

Rainbow Dash strained as hard as she could, the exhilaration flooding through her as she burst through the sound barrier. There was always that odd moment when she lost the capacity to hear, but that was from the obvious; her grin spread across her face widely as the resounding Sonic Rainboom rippled through the air, and Dash blistered across the sky even faster than before.

Dash landed lithely atop a grassy hill, pumping her wings and lowering herself breathily to the ground. She wiped a few beads of sweat from her brow, the umpteenth Sonic Rainboom of the day taking quite a bit more out of her than she expected. However, she achieved what she was trying to do; put as much distance between herself and civilization as possible, leaving her completely alone in a little wooded area.

It wasn’t like she came to this familiar, cozy little spot with one thing in mind, exactly. Her first attempts had simply been to Rainboom her problem away, convinced that the constant physical strain would suffice as distraction.

However, Rainbow Dash still suffered from the heat, and there was no amount of flying or exercise that would change it.

Hence, her reason for finally stopping somewhere that she was certain that she wouldn’t be interrupted this time.

Rainbow Dash spun on the spot, flattening the grass around her a little bit and almost prancing in anticipation. Wordlessly, she spread her wings to make herself more comfortable and tried to lie down on her back, gazing up at the puffy drifts of clouds as the burning between her thighs grew almost unbearable.

Hastily, Dash stuck her hoof between her legs, the dampness already evident. This gave her hope, in that it might have been a sign that this would be the day; for once, Rainbow Dash would finally achieve climax.

In earnest, Dash slid her hoof up and down along her lips. She used the crook of her hoof to ride her button, the base of her spine arching with each little tingle. Rainbow Dash’s breathing grew heavier as she propped herself up on her back a little further, using her wings for support while using her other hoof to spread herself a little wider.

She moaned freely as she slipped the edge of her hoof into her slot, hips rising eagerly to meet herself again and again. Dash forgot how long she lay there panting, jolts of electricity sparking up her spine and pulling her cheeks into a fervent grin. Closer and closer, almost there…!

And that was where she stayed.

No matter how hard she tried, Rainbow Dash could not get any further than just before reaching her peak. No matter how hard she rubbed or gyrated, no matter how desperate she was for release, no matter how much her limbs ached and burned from the time she spent struggling to climax, she was completely incapable of doing so.

Eventually, Rainbow Dash pulled her hoof from between her lips, flopping tiredly against the ground. She let out a groan of frustration, the shade displaying just how much time she had wasted. And of course, the burning, needing sensation still remained.

She was ready to scream in frustration, even though it wouldn’t have done any good. Dash did, however, let out an angry whistle from between her teeth as she wiped her hooves on the grass, and massaged her aching wings with a frown.

Yet another day when she was denied. It was aggravating in the extreme. It was downright unpleasant, it was a cruel curse, it was unfair, it –

“Hiya, Dashie!”

Rainbow Dash let out a scratchy yelp as she rolled down the grassy knoll, straining to leap to her hooves at the sound of Pinkie Pie’s voice. The goofily grinning pink party pony stood next to her before she knew it, extending a hoof to help her up.

“Pinkie Pie!” Dash spluttered, heat blossoming into her face. “You – I don’t – did you follow me?”

“Eeyup,” she nodded intently, her grin widening. “All the way out here. How come you’re all the way out here, Dashie?” Pinkie asked, brushing a lock of vibrant puffy mane from her face.

Dash was still a little baffled as to how the mare had snuck up on her in the first place, and desperately struggled to hide her embarrassment.

“I-I was, I was-was just, uh,” Rainbow Dash blushed, Pinkie Pie’s unwavering stare boring a hole in her. “Uh… cloud watching. For… next Tuesday.” She lied weakly. Pinkie nodded her head slowly, and Rainbow Dash refrained from letting out a relieved sigh.

“With your hoof way up in your va-jay-jay?” Pinkie tilted her head curiously.

Dash immediately began spluttering and stuttering for an answer, earning a good natured cackle from Pinkie Pie. The party pony patted her on the back, shaking her head slowly.

“Dashie, Dashie, Dashie,” she giggled. “Asking if I followed you. Silly filly. What you should have asked was ‘how long was I watching’ instead.” Pinkie gave her a sly grin.

Humiliated, Rainbow Dash hung her head.

Feeling a bit remorseful for her friend, Pinkie tried to change tactics.

“So, how come it takes you so long, anyway?” Pinkie hummed, her goofy smile widening.

After a moment, Rainbow Dash rubbed the back of her neck and mumbled “I didn’t.”

“… Sorry, didn’t what?” Pinkie blinked, honestly confused.

“I can’t,” Dash admitted furiously, her cheeks burning again. “I can’t-can’t get off.”

It suddenly became much harder to look Pinkie in the eyes, but if she had, Dash would have seen Pinkie’s mouth forming a silent ‘o’ in understanding.

“Like, as in, all day?” Pinkie asked curiously.

“As in, ever,” Rainbow seethed miserably. “I’ve never been able to-to… you know…”

“Squirt? Come? Spurt? Spooge? Ejaculate?” Pinkie offered helpfully, only serving to embarrass Rainbow Dash further. It was like spending a day as Fluttershy for all the head-hanging she was doing, and in that moment, she felt a little jealous of the animal caretaker for all the mane she was gifted with to hide behind.

Dash momentarily considered simply digging herself a hole and burying herself in it, if only to escape the odd look that her friend was giving her.

“Yeah,” Rainbow Dash nodded miserably. “That.”

Pinkie nodded carefully, holding her chin in her hoof.

“Hmm,” she said thoughtfully, brows furrowing even though a smirk was growing on her lips once again. Pinkie held her gaze, thinking. “Okay, okay. I think I might have just the solution to poor Dashie’s ‘problem’…” Pinkie whispered ominously.

“You-you do?” Rainbow Dash perked up obliviously, her heart pounding hopefully in her ears. Maybe this situation would be turned around after all!

“Oh, yes,” Pinkie turned from her, a mischievous leer twitching across her face as she clapped her hooves together. “Yes, Dashie, I know just what to do to you.”

“… Hang on, what?”

“With!” Pinkie whirled on the spot, holding up her hooves innocently. “What to do with you.”

“… Not so sure I like the sound of that,” Rainbow Dash shuffled her wings nervously.

“Screw that noise!” Pinkie threw her foreleg over her friend’s shoulder cheerfully, leading her back toward Ponyville. “Rainbow Dash, I know exactly what to do."

And, as Pinkie Pie explained her plan, it became apparent that poor Rainbow Dash never stood a chance.

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It's All About The Money Shot

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“Yeah, yeah, sure,” Pinkie Pie nodded absentmindedly, leading Rainbow Dash along the streets of Ponyville. They slowly wound their way toward Sugarcube Corner, the sun glistening cheerily over the rooftops and settling calmly over them as the afternoon warmth basked Ponyville’s citizens in a gentle glow.

“You’re positive?” Rainbow Dash pried again, trotting uncomfortably behind her friend.

“Abso-tively posi-lutely!” Pinkie nodded enthusiastically, the spring in her step evident as she heaved open the door to the familiar bakery with ease. “You’re just going about it the wrong way, is all!”

“I don’t know,” Dash muttered uncertainly, stepping into the cool shade of the bakery. “I’ve tried nearly everything I could, and I still can’t get o-”

Dash suddenly found herself with a mouth full of hoof.

“Hiya, Mister Cake!” Pinkie beamed at Carrot cheerfully as she guided the pegasus inside. The slightly scruffy stallion nodded politely to them both, wiping his hooves on his flour-dusted apron.

“Afternoon, Pinkie,” he said friendlily. “But I thought that you said you had errands to run…?”

“Oh, I did!” Pinkie Pie nodded while Rainbow Dash forcefully removed the hoof from her mouth with a scowl and a slight pop! “But I’m all done now, mostly. Me and Dashie are just spending some quality time together. I’m helping to solve problems!”

“Well, that’s nice of you, Pinkie Pie,” Carrot Cake smiled earnestly at them. “Carry on, ladies!”

Carrot returned to his work on the opposite side of the counter, carefully rolling dough.

“Tally-ho!” Pinkie slapped Dash’s flank loudly, cackling manically as she darted up the stairs to escape the wrath of the startled pegasus.

“For buck’s sake, Pinkie Pie!” Rainbow Dash shouted, charging after her.

It was silent for a moment, and Carrot let out a long, drawn out sigh.

He swore, sometimes, the mare was even more of a hoofful than the twins.

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Pinkie patted her surprisingly soft bed, gesturing for Dash to hop up.

Rainbow Dash tried to make herself as comfortable as she could, although she was having great difficulty. Perhaps she wouldn’t have been quite so tense if Pinkie Pie weren’t being so casual about the whole ordeal.

Or, in hindsight, maybe that would have made it worse.

Either way, Dash found herself fretfully rubbing her own forehooves as Pinkie began to pace before her.

“Oki-doki-loki!” Pinkie said seriously, first ensuring that the door behind them was firmly locked and the window shades were tightly drawn. “Tell me everything you know.”

“I know that this feels an awful lot like an interrogation,” Rainbow Dash pointed out uneasily.

“Oh, pshaw,” she waved her off. Pinkie stood directly in front of her, steepling her hooves together and somehow managing to refrain from falling over, which baffled Rainbow Dash. “First things first – and no lying to me, Dashie, I need you to be honest about this one – there’s something I’ve got to know before anything goes down.”

“Shoot,” Dash nodded seriously. “If there’s anything I can tell you that’ll help.”

“Are you a virgin?”

Rainbow Dash spluttered incomprehensibly, blinking almost violently.

“Are – I – you don’t – what?”

“Are. You. A. Virgin?” Pinkie asked, leaning in a little more intently.

“Not-not technically, no…” Dash replied heatedly, turning away slightly.

Pinkie Pie let out a little squeal and clapped her hooves together, nearly prancing on the spot.

“Eeeeeeh! I knew it!” she grinned widely. “So, what was his name?”

“Huh?”

“His name!” Pinkie leaned in again, a bit too close for comfort. Dash resisted the urge to climb further onto the bed away from her friend. “Come on, Dashie. You have got to feed my sense of gossip here. What was the stallion’s name? Is it somepony I know? Please tell me it’s somepony we know.”

Rainbow Dash only shook her head slowly, embarrassed.

“… A mare…?” Pinkie Pie slowly asked with a sly grin, prompting the pegasus to shake her head even harder.

“No, no, no. It-it wasn’t some stallion. And it wasn’t a mare.”

“… Donkey?”

“What?” Dash blinked. “No, Pinkie, I – it was, um…”

“It was um…!” Pinkie rolled her hoof through the air expectantly.

“A vibrator.”

Pinkie Pie stared for a long moment.

“Oh. Is that all?” she asked with a little chuckle. “How is that something to be so hesitant about telling me?”

“This isn’t the kind of thing I just go around talking about, Pinkie!” Rainbow Dash glowered at her, crossing her hooves across her chest.

“Okay, okay,” Pinkie held her hooves up defensively, and returned to her slow pacing. “I just had to make sure first.”

“Can we just get this over with?” Dash asked grumpily. “I could just as easily go back to trying to cum on my own, Pinkie.”

“But you won’t,” Pinkie Pie winked at her. “Because I’m going to solve your problem, easy peasy.”

“Can we get to that part already?” Rainbow Dash shifted awkwardly. Pinkie started to speak, but instead began digging in a drawer until she found what she was searching for.

“… Look away.”

“Huh?” Dash squinted, trying to see around her. Pinkie only waved her hoof at her, a smile curling up her cheeks again.

“Look away! You’ll ruin the surprise.”

“Don’t like surprises,” Rainbow Dash grumbled, although she did as she was commanded. She supposed that she was already pushing her luck, especially with how far out of her way Pinkie Pie was going to help her. It was the friendly kind of thing –

“Pinkie Pie, what the actual fuck.”

“Ta~da!” Pinkie proudly displayed the vibrantly green strap-on, giving it a little flick. “Ain’t it grand?”

“Pinkie, that thing’s ginormous!” Rainbow Dash cringed at the sheer length of the upwardly curving rubber member, perfectly sculpted to resemble a healthy stallionhood.

The pink party pony snorted, and rolled her eyes.

“If you think Minty’s big, you ought to see Candy Cane.”

“… You named your-your…”

“Dildos, yes,” Pinkie deadpanned. It was a bizarre look on her. “Really, I’m being pretty lenient – Minty is one of the smaller ones.”

“Holy shit,” Dash’s eyes widened a little in disbelief.

Pinkie held back a satisfied smirk, and said “It’s totally okay to feel a little overwhelmed by the first –”

“Hurry up and jam it in!”

“Wait, what?”

“Hurry up!” Rainbow Dash clenched her wings tightly to her sides, shivering a little with anticipation at what was sure to be her end all cure all. “Come on, Pinks; let’s do this!”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa,” Pinkie frowned, the dangling length drooping a bit. “Take it easy, Fido. Haven’t you ever heard of foreplay?”

“Oh, come on!” Dash narrowed her eyes. “Haven’t you ever heard of speed?”

“I think it’s called ‘impatience’,” Pinkie giggled, leaning across the agitated pegasus and pushing her gently back onto the bed. “And secondly, speed isn’t everything. You ought to know that, Dashie. There’s also skill, and technique, and buildup. Ooh, and endurance.”

“I’m great at all of that, already,” Dash waved her off. “So we can skip all theeewhoooohoooooommmm.”

Rainbow Dash chewed her lower lip as Pinkie’s hot tongue rose up to meet her lips, flickering back and forth slowly. Pinkie skimmed her tongue over Dash’s slit, eliciting a shuddering breath from the mare as she eagerly spread her legs a little wider.

“Awfuwwy quick fo fhange yo’ mind,” Pinkie tried to say, the vibrations from her voice making the pegasus jitter.

“Pinkie, you shouldn’t talk with your mouth full,” Dash breathed shakily, gripping at the bed sheets in earnest.

“Evvewypony’th a comedian.”

With a little more enthusiasm, Pinkie Pie slid her tongue inside Rainbow Dash, who arched her back and moaned pleasurably when she did so. Encouraged, Dash found herself bucking lowly against the stretching and cupping tongue of Pinkie as the heat in her blossomed. Eventually, Pinkie Pie pulled away from her, the juices still fresh on as she wiped her lips with a grin.

“Normally,” Pinkie rubbed the bright lime length slowly, wetting the tip with Dash’s own clit and earning another quiet moan. “Normally, I prefer for a bunch a’ crunchin' and a' munchin’ to work both ways first, but I’ll make a special exception this time.

Pinkie Pie rubbed the tip of the stallion’s rod against Rainbow Dash’s thin hole, exciting her further. Dash squirmed in eagerness, her wings spread eagle beneath her and twitching expectantly. Finally, finally, Pinkie leaned forward and pressed the long, plump dildo against her, and ever so slowly began to ease it into her, centimeter by centimeter.

Rainbow Dash hissed with pleasure, biting back a cry as the dildo reached halfway into her before Pinkie Pie stopped.

“Haa,” Dash huffed, chewing her lower lip so hard that it felt as if it would go raw. “Haaah, yeah. Right there’s good, Pinks. Right – right there.”

“Here?” Pinkie asked playfully, pulling backwards a couple of inches. “Or… here?” she grinned, plunging a little deeper into Rainbow Dash. Dash muffled her squeal with her elbow, rising up to meet the length as Pinkie Pie’s hips eventually met her own flesh.

The entire thing had gone inside of her much more quickly than she had expected, and it was all Rainbow Dash had to keep from releasing her voice as loudly as possible while Pinkie Pie thrust into her. She almost shouted out in desire and burning pleasure a couple of times, only to be cut off by the prepared Pinkie.

“Easy there, candied pear,” Pinkie huffed, pumping rhythmically into Rainbow Dash with already loud, wet slaps. “Don’t want anypony – hmm! – to go – ah! – getting curious about ooh, yes! About the noise, eh?”

Rainbow Dash shook her head slowly, panting heavily as she matched her friend’s manic grin. She didn’t care at this point; it was maddening, she could feel it… so close, so very close…!

And Pinkie pounded into her with all her might, the squeak of the mattress doing very little to muffle their voices. On her back or draped over the bed, kneeling or flat out on the floor.

Rainbow Dash began to lose track of time, gasping and moaning in time to Pinkie Pie’s metrical thrusts, the careful caresses of her wingtips as Pinkie Pie leaned over her and clutched her neck to better grip while she slipped into her.

“I’m gonna cum again!” Pinkie moaned in ecstasy, lurching in and out sporadically.

Eventually, Pinkie Pie withdrew from Rainbow Dash sloppily, a spray of white, foamy liquid suddenly splattering across Dash’s chest and face.

She started in surprise, the heavily breathing Pinkie dropping next to her and gasping for breath. However, the goofy grin was still plastered on her face.

“… Pinkie, did you just shoot silly string on my face?” Rainbow Dash asked through her own raspy breaths.

Pinkie snickered, wearily reclining her head on Dash’s chest in bliss.

“Money shot, baby,” Pinkie giggled, letting the small can roll from her hoof to the floor. She snuggled against Dash momentarily, and hugged her warmly. “Celestia’s fiery plot that was great. Did you at least get off half as many times as I did?”

“That depends,” Rainbow Dash breathed. “Did you climax once?”

“… Oh, you have got to be joking me,” Pinkie scowled, suddenly serious.

“No,” Dash replied miserably. “You definitely have the better sense of humor.”

“Not even once?” Pinkie forced herself to tilt her head up to face Dash better, her bright blue eyes meeting her magenta ones. “Really? I put everything I had into that fuck!”

“Face it, Pinks,” Rainbow Dash said bitterly. “I just can’t do it.”

Pinkie Pie gave her a faraway look, and shook her head. The determination bolstered within her, and she slapped one hoof against the other in resolve.

“Horse feathers,” Pinkie vowed. “I will help you cum, Dashie – if it’s the last thing I do! So hard you’ll think your legs blew off!”

“I already can’t feel my legs, Pinkie Pie,” Dash puffed tiredly.

“… I can’t feel your legs either, Dashie,” Pinkie admitted with a grin, slowly resting against her once again. “I promise you, Rainbow Dash – I Pinkie Promise. I’ve got a better plan, too; and this one’s foolproof. I’m going to do whatever it takes to satisfy you once and for all, and there is nothing that could possibly -- Rainbow Dash, are you even listening to me?”

But she was already fast asleep.

And with before long, with a warm little smile on her lips, Pinkie Pie joined her.

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Author's Note

Warning: may contain the occasional feels and/or goofy moments.

I Want To Magic Inside Rainbow Dash

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“And then… you…” Twilight repeated slowly, the disbelief evident in her flat voice as she stared cynically at the surprisingly serious Pinkie Pie.

“Fucked her silly, yes,” Pinkie finished with a completely solemn demeanor, taking a quiet sip of her chamomile tea.

“Well, gee,” Rainbow Dash deadpanned next to her, her own cup of tea completely untouched as she glared angrily at the wood grains on Twilight’s kitchen table. “I don’t know how you could have put it any more subtly, Pinkie Pie.”

“What?” Pinkie shrugged. “It’s true, isn’t it?”

“That’s completely beside the point,” Rainbow Dash grumbled, crossing her hooves across her chest.

“I don’t actually know if there’s anything that I can do,” Twilight began deliberately, at which point Pinkie slammed her hoof loudly against the table.

“Cock waffles!” Pinkie scowled.

“Sorry, what?”

“Twilight,” Pinkie Pie explained, “You’re the clichéd bookish one. That means that you have to have an answer in a book somewhere!”

It was completely silent in the library for a long moment, and Twilight found that she couldn’t quite seem to stop staring at the pink party pony.

Eventually, she turned to Rainbow Dash and asked “Did you drug Pinkie Pie, or something?”

“What?” Dash blinked. “Look, are you going to help, or not?”

“Yeah, Twi!” Pinkie insisted. “It’s really, really important; so important that surely a friend would know what to do!”

“Attain medical attention,” Twilight deadpanned. “I’ve said that four times already.”

“Attain medical attention, shmatain shmedical… shmattention,” Pinkie waved her off flippantly. “That’s a ridiculous idea.”

“But trying to talk me into using magic for something that might not even work?” Twilight glared at her skeptically. “That makes more sense? Since when –”

“Don’t bother, Twilight,” Rainbow Dash sighed heavily. “Remember who you’re trying to talk sense into.”

“I make perfect sense!” Pinkie held a hoof to her chest, offended. “Look, all I’m saying is that Twi could probably have this problem solved in ten seconds flat.”

“I am not magically stimulating Rainbow Dash so that she can get off!” Twilight shouted angrily.

“Didn’t seem to be too much to ask for Fluttershy,” Spike interjected flatly, causing them all to jump as he entered the kitchen and poured himself a cup of morning coffee.

“Spike!” Twilight spluttered, evidently embarrassed. “We’re trying to have a grownup conversation, here.”

“No, hang on,” Pinkie grinned suddenly. “What was all this about Fluttershy?”

“Oh, nothing, nothing,” Twilight blurted quickly, her face reddening. “Fluttershy was just having some difficulty with… muscle tension.”

“In her anus, apparently,” Spike slurped his coffee as he left, plodding from the kitchen as they all watched him go.

Twilight stuttered and tittered nervously, struggling to save face.

“I-I don’t – I, I mean, sometimes the little rascal hears things from library visitors, you know how –”

“I want this moment archived,” Pinkie Pie held up a hoof gravely. “So that all shall know that Pinkie Pie the Predictor totally called it.”

Twilight opened her mouth to speak a couple of times, but nothing came out. She narrowed her eyes and took a couple of deep breaths, focusing.

“Fine,” she said eventually, earning a jubilant cheer from Pinkie Pie. “I’ll help you.”

“See?” Pinkie beamed. “Was that really so hard?”

“Speaking of hard,” Spike called out. “I’m gonna go see Rarity while you animals go dirtying up the place.”

Twilight, flabbergasted, tried to shout something about proper language after him as the front door slammed shut, and muttered grimly to herself.

“He’s… getting… older?” Twilight proffered weakly.

Spike then stuck his head back in through the door, and said “That, and the walls are surprisingly thin.”

“Out!”

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Twilight finished strapping down the clearly nervous Rainbow Dash to the steel gurney, the wires connected to her forehead tingling slightly. Or it could have just been Dash’s imagination. The beeping of the multiple machines slowly spewing out strange graphs and numbers only served to make her feel even more uncomfortable, like a lab specimen.

“Is this really necessary?” Rainbow Dash tensed her muscles and pushed against the tight straps for a few moments, her wings spread beneath her and stretched to their full length.

“Oh, it’s only protocol,” Twilight stated calmly as she inspected a ream of graphs, running a hoof over it and mouthing a few numbers aloud before nodding securely and moving on to the next one.

“Sweet,” Pinkie clapped her hooves together. “I didn’t even think of trying bondage!”

Twilight flushed, even more furiously than Rainbow Dash did.

“Pinkie Pie, cut that out,” Twilight frowned. “This is solely to collect biological data. I’m wondering if perhaps Rainbow Dash’s predicament might be caused by a psychological issue; at least, if we can narrow down the results first, hopefully the preceding inspection will allow for easier to decipher oh for Celestia’s sake!”

Rainbow Dash bit her tongue and let out a low moan as Pinkie Pie spread her lips with both hooves, the fast, cool breath tingling against her slit.

“What?” Pinkie turned with a grin. “I’m inspecting Dashie’s insides.”

“Pinkie!” Twilight sputtered. “That is not –!”

“Twi, come quick!” Pinkie said with an urgent tone. She waved her friend over, a worried look on her face.

“What?” Twilight scrutinized the EKG machine, rhythmically beeping in tune to Rainbow Dash’s slowly increasing heart rate. “What, what is it?”

“No, come here!” Pinkie insisted. “I think I found something really important that you might find interesting!”

Curious, Twilight trotted closer to her friend. Pinkie Pie spread Rainbow Dash a little further, the damp pink flesh glinting quietly in the basement’s lamp light.

“What? Where, what do you see?” Twilight asked inquisitively, furrowing her brows.

“Right here…!” Pinkie pointed out with a mischievous little smile. She poked Rainbow Dash with the tip of her hoof, clearly displaying her button.

“… Pinkie Pie, that’s a clitoris,” the unicorn deadpanned.

“Yeah, I know,” Pinkie Pie nodded sagely. “Ain’t it grand?”

“P-Pinkie,” Rainbow Dash gasped, wriggling beneath her bonds. “S-stop touching that…!”

Twilight blushed bright red as Dash moaned and writhed with Pinkie’s fluid touch, flexing her wings with all her might against the restraints.

“I – so I see,” Twilight mumbled, wondering if she should look away from the lewd sight. She didn’t, of course.

“Well?” Pinkie spread the pegasus a little more widely, nodding expectantly. “Hurry up and use your horn already!”

If Rainbow Dash weren’t too busy holding back a whimper, she would have had a ready retort on impatience and foreplay for Pinkie Pie.

“What!” Twilight exclaimed. “Of all the vulgar…!”

Pinkie paused, staring at Twilight.

“Oh!” she shook her head eventually, grinning. “Pffft. I didn’t mean like that. I meant magic. Now, who’s the vulgar one here?” Pinkie giggled.

Twilight, rather flustered, thought quickly. Before she could respond, Pinkie added thoughtfully “Then again, maybe you should start with that, and try using magic a little… closer to home, if you get my drift.”

“Whatever you do,” Dash sighed. “Just hurry…!”

The agitated pegasus squirmed teasingly in her bindings, her breathing coming faster and faster in anticipation.

“I-I mean, this – well, it’s a bit sudden, what with…” Twilight stuttered.

Between the expectant stare of Pinkie Pie and the lecherous squirming of Rainbow Dash, Twilight finally submitted with a huff and ever so slowly lowered her head before the bound pegasus.

Rainbow Dash gasped when the very tip of Twilight’s horn penetrated her, sliding in smoothly. She tried to buck against her instinctively, but the belts holding her down only allowed her to wiggle pleasurably against her.

Twilight began to pull away from her, only to let out a gasp of her own when Pinkie Pie put a hoof on her head, holding her still.

“Take it slow, bucko,” Pinkie nodded slyly, clambering atop Rainbow Dash and positioning herself above her. “Ease your way into it, and work your unicorn mojo when you think the time is right.”

“It’s not that simple –!” Twilight rebutted, but was cut off by Pinkie’s pleased yelp when Rainbow Dash’s tongue slithered between her thighs. Twilight grumbled, pushing a little deeper into Rainbow Dash.

She felt the pegasus tightening around her horn hotly, her sticky walls almost pulling her in. Twilight bit her lip, allowing herself a soft moan as the pressure around her horn grew. It tingled along down her back, and it wasn’t long before Twilight was rubbing softly between her own legs with one hoof, using the other against the gurney for balance.

Twilight’s head rose up and down, gently bobbing against Rainbow Dash as her horn thrust against her a little deeper. Pinkie breathed shakily, bouncing softly on Dash’s jaw as the pegasus’s tongue explored her crevice greedily.

It took Twilight a full beat to remember just what she was supposed to be doing, and shook herself.

Rainbow Dash yelped with the motion and cried out, only to be muffled by Pinkie’s slow humping. The beeping signaling Dash’s heart rate skyrocketed as Twilight ever so slowly began removing her horn, sliding it along her slot tenderly as she began allowing magic to ooze into her horn. A trickle of Rainbow Dash’s juices were still on her horn, and fell to the gurney with a profane little spatter.

Dash writhed in pleasure and suspense as a bizarre sensation tingled into her, and she shivered while gasping for breath beneath the moaning pink mare. Pinkie tensed atop her just as she did so, a jittering stream wetting Dash’s chin as she hastily licked her.

Of course, Pinkie’s perverse scream of ecstasy as she arched her spine swiftly turned to one of shock when Rainbow Dash unexpectedly bit down.

In her defense, Dash probably wouldn’t have done so if the sudden emergence of a new, fleshy member hadn’t sprouted up from the place where her clit had just been.

“Whoa!” Twilight lurched backwards, pulling swiftly out of Rainbow Dash and staring it surprise at the throbbing pink member.

Rainbow Dash struggled violently against the bonds, desperate but unable to see past Pinkie’s thighs.

“Dashie, what the he- oh, sweet mother of Celestia,” Pinkie Pie breathed, her eyes widening noticeably.

Twilight quickly exterminated the violet light atop her horn, gawking.

“What’s happening?” Dash wriggled, the bobbing stallionhood twitching as she did so. “I-I feel funny! Twi, what did you do?”

“I-I’m sorry!” Twilight wailed. “I don’t -!”

“Sorry?” Pinkie uttered incredulously with a growing grin. “For what?”

“What is going on down there?” Dash demanded, going largely ignored.

“I didn’t know that would happen!” Twilight admitted, peering closely at the trembling, healthily sized and erect member.

“Didn’t know WHAT would happen?!”

Pinkie Pie slowly removed herself from the anxious pegasus, allowing Dash to get a good look at the unexpectedly large penis winking back at her.

“… Pinkie Pie, what the actual fuck.”

“Oh, wow. Oh, wow. Oh, wow,” Pinkie breathed in excitement repeatedly, nearly prancing in place.

“No, not wow!” Rainbow Dash exclaimed in panic. “This-this feels weird!”

Twilight struggled to find her voice, but honestly didn’t have any kind of response to the situation.

“How come you never told me you could do that, Twi?” Pinkie asked eagerly.

“I didn’t initiate even a basic transformation spell,” Twilight said nervously. “I think that this is the result of ambient magical discharge…!”

Pinkie paused for a moment, and asked “Wait, does that mean that… you came inside Rainbow Dash?”

Twilight flushed, meeting the horribly awkward stare of the startled pegasus.

“Er… tech…nically…?” Twilight acknowledged uncomfortably.

“Holy crap, you did!” Pinkie squealed. “You came inside Rainbow Dash and made a ginormous, throbbing dick-foal!”

“Please don’t call it that,” Twilight’s eyebrows furrowed again, a little disturbed.

“I don’t care what you call it,” Rainbow Dash couldn’t seem to take her eyes off of the one-eyed monster swaying between her legs. “Just get rid of it, quick!”

“Aww,” Pinkie’s shoulders sagged in disappointment. “You shall be missed, ginormous, throbbing dick-foal. Gone too soon,” she sniffed and wiped her eyes.

Twilight rolled her eyes, and carefully attempted a magical reversal on the addition of flesh to Rainbow Dash. A purple, tickling heat swarmed over Dash’s schlong, causing it to jerk wildly. Dash moaned as it did so, thrusting into the air.

“Twi, I thought you were going to take it off, not get her off!” Pinkie pointed out.

“I’m not trying to masturbate Rainbow Dash!” Twilight said angrily, giving another little magical tug on the meat stick and making Dash cry out with pleasure again. “It’s… it’s not dissipating…!”

“Huh,” Pinkie gave the penis a small flick, and winked at the pegasus. “Weird.”

Twilight released her magical hold, and Rainbow Dash fell back against the gurney gasping for breath as sweat rolled across her brow. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth as she twitched, her tip beginning to collect an oozy white substance.

“I don’t know why it won’t come off…” Twilight theorized, pacing back and forth as she lost herself in thought. “Although I suspect that it could be because the… thing was created via unconstrained ambient magical energy, it could possibly have collected it to a single focal point…”

“I-I don’t know what that means,” Dash confessed with a raspy voice.

“It means,” Twilight clarified. “That –”

“Ooh, ooh!” Pinkie’s hoof darted into the air and waved wildly about. “I know, I know!”

“You do?” Twilight blinked.

“Yeah!” she nodded enthusiastically. “We’ve got to jerk her off until she ejaculates magic and rainbows!”

Twilight stared at Pinkie for a full beat, but shrugged.

“That’s, er… not exactly what I was going to say,” she said slowly.

“I’m already on it!” Pinkie stated cheerfully, and she did mean that quite literally. Pinkie skimmed over Dash’s tip with her tongue while motioning for Twilight to come closer, and the pegasus felt a strange heat rising through her chest as she did so.

“P-Pinkie Pie,” Dash spluttered. “Ha-hang on…!”

“To what?” Pinkie asked with a crafty chuckle, and nodded to Twilight.

“… Oh, you have got to be joking,” Twilight cringed.

“Come on, Twi!” Pinkie said ardently. “Time to take care of your ginormous, throbbing dick-foal.”

Pinkie signaled for her to climb atop the embarrassed pegasus, and Twilight clambered over her. Twilight’s hips shuddered in apprehension when Pinkie positioned the twitching length directly beneath her hole. She could feel it shivering just beneath her, quivering against her eagerly.

Twilight brushed a lock of purple mane from her face, and met Rainbow Dash’s eyes momentarily.

“I-I can fix this,” Twilight promised her, but Rainbow Dash had gained an odd, glazed look in her magenta eyes.

“It feels… so weird, Twilight,” Dash whispered breathily, still squirming. “But… good. It’s… so weird…”

“Repeating yourself due to physiological OH LUNA’S CRATERS!”

Pinkie Pie pushed down on Twilight in the middle of her sentence, the long pink stallionhood jamming straight into her.

Twilight, along with Dash, gasped in pain, surprise and pleasure as her deepest recesses were touched in one fell swoop, and she strained to keep in one position. She locked her joints, barely keeping from falling onto Rainbow Dash.

“Now we’ve got ourselves a party!” Pinkie cackled, hooves on Twilight’s hips as she helped her slowly rise up and down atop Rainbow Dash.

Rainbow Dash grunted with a lopsided grin, the tension intensifying as she thrust into Twilight. The unicorn moaned from the motion, twisting and fidgeting like a worm on a hook as her breaths came out in heavy pants. Pinkie slowly ran her tongue over Dash’s new member, gliding up and down until she reached Twilight’s wet opening and making her cry even more loudly as she climaxed in delight.

Dash’s large grin eventually faded to a blank expression, which eventually turned to a look of agony as sweat beaded on her brow.

“Ah – Twi – owah! – Twilight, stop!” Rainbow Dash pleaded. “Pi- ooh! – Pinkie, Twi! It hurts! Wait, don't stop! I mean, It hurts, it hurts so muaaaaaaaaaah!”

One of the bands holding Rainbow Dash down snapped, and her hoof darted out and snagged Twilight around the back and pulled her to her chest. Twilight lurched in surprise as Rainbow plunged into her again and again like a cerulean piston, her shouts filling the air.

“Whoo-hoo!” Pinkie Pie cheered. “Go, ginormous, throbbing dick-foal! Stuff that velvety sausage wallet, go, go, go!”

“Ah!” Twilight shrieked, reaching her peak once more. She froze in position as her mane nearly stood on end, a shaky stream leaking from between her legs and down Rainbow Dash.

Dash, however, didn’t even so much as slow down.

“I – can’t – seem to – hnng – stop!” Rainbow Dash rumbled in pain, her length stabbing Twilight sloppily over and over.

“Don’t! No, please no!” Twilight panted, falling against Dash, a bit of drool leaking from her tongue as she grinned madly. “Don’t stop, don’t stop! Yes, yes, yes, yes!”

Pinkie Pie began unbuckling the violently thrusting Rainbow Dash, allowing her to properly grip Twilight with both hooves while she flexed her wings. Pinkie was relatively excited, eagerly awaiting her own turn.

Except that Dash kept going…

And going…

And going…

By the time Twilight had reached her umpteenth climax, she fell from Dash with a clatter to the gurney, gasping for breath. Rainbow Dash only arched her back in anguish, her still throbbing length piercing the air.

“It hurts!” she pleaded. “Oh, Celestia, it hurts so much!”

“You mean, you still aren’t cumming?” Pinkie asked in amazement.

“No!” Dash gripped the gurney. “It’s so hard that it hurts! It won’t go down!”

Of course, Pinkie was halfway atop her before the violet glow dribbling from the tip of the stallionhood shined brightly, and the member blinked from existence.

Pinkie met thin air, and she huffed in disappointment. She settled for snuggling beside Rainbow Dash, Twilight on Dash’s opposite side.

It was a surprisingly large gurney.

“Oh, finally,” Rainbow Dash sighed, dropping in exhaustion and discontent to the gurney beside the nearly unconscious unicorn.

“I-I’m so sorry, Dash,” Twilight breathed into her ear miserably. “I’m sorry I couldn’t help.”

Rainbow Dash shook her head weakly, putting a foreleg over Twilight.

“It’s okay, Twi,” she replied with a feeble grin. “That… still felt really good. Weird,” Dash admitted. “But pretty good. Not something I’d like to try twice, though. Kind of like blue cheese.”

Twilight snorted softly, allowing Dash to pull her a little closer.

“Yeah, Twilight,” Pinkie threw her hoof over both of them, snuggling more warmly behind Rainbow Dash. “You did try your hardest. That’s all you can really ask a friend to do.”

The unicorn paused for a moment, thinking.

“So…” she started half-heartedly. “Anypony up for round two?”

Twilight could only grin when her only response was a soft thump to the back of the head as the others giggled.

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Glass Pegasus

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“I don’t think that this is such a good idea…”

“Oh, don’t be such a worrywart,” Pinkie Pie smiled and patted Rainbow Dash on the back. “Fluttershy knows what she’s doing.”

“I’ll take your word for it,” Dash frowned.

They stood on the doorstep to Fluttershy’s cottage, and Rainbow Dash was growing more and more nervous as each moment passed. Dash shifted her wings on her sides tiredly, silently stretching a little.

After a few more seconds of silence, Pinkie Pie scowled and banged on the door again.

“Dang it, Fluttershy!” Pinkie said in agitation. “Come on, hurry up! I know you’re home, AJ already told me!”

Silence greeted them, and Rainbow Dash was secretly glad for it. Frankly, at this time in the evening, all she really wanted to do was take a nap. Especially after how much she had been ‘working out’ for the day.

“Come on out, Fluttershy!” Pinkie slammed her hoof into the door over and over again, the banging filling the air. “Move your flank, we need your help with something!”

“Maybe she’s not home, Pinkie Pie,” Dash suggested while stifling a yawn, only for Pinkie to flare her nostrils and hit the door harder.

“For Celestia’s sake,” Pinkie shouted between slams. “Will – you – open – the – mother – bucking – door – before – I – kick you – in – the – meathole!”

“What are you doing?”

Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie nearly leapt out of their skins, whirling on the spot to find Fluttershy holding a basket of freshly picked vegetables from her small garden.

“Fluttershy!” Pinkie squealed, throwing her forehooves over her into a hug. “You’re home!”

The surprised pegasus attempted to peel the overexcited mare from her shoulders, and said friendlily “Yes, Pinkie. As per usual. Um, is there something that I can, um, help you with?”

“No, not-not really…” Rainbow Dash shuffled awkwardly, cringing a bit in a surprisingly Fluttershy-esque manner.

“Of course there is!” Pinkie grinned manically. “I need you to assfuck Dashie until she spurts in every color of the rainbow.”

There was a silence so heavy and thick that Dash felt positive she could have cut it with a knife. Fluttershy turned a vibrant shade of pink, her eyes widening a little.

“I-I-I, oh, um. Um. Oh. Oh my,” Fluttershy finally managed to splutter eventually, a burning color flooding her cheeks.

“Subtle, Pinkie,” Rainbow Dash seethed, feeling more than a shred of empathy for the embarrassed pegasus. Speaking up a little, she nodded to Fluttershy. “Ignore that, Flutters. I’m just having –”

“Why didn’t you say so before?” Fluttershy asked breathily, a smile tugging at her lips.

“Wait, what?”

Dash blinked at the unexpected reply, although Pinkie seemed… thoroughly unsurprised, oddly enough.

“Oh, my goodness,” Fluttershy blurted with an almost ephemeral voice. “This is awfully sudden, but I-I’m ready if you are.”

“See?” Pinkie clapped the perturbed Rainbow Dash on the back heartily, nearly making her stumble. “Told you. Dashie’s got a weird kind of problem,” she explained as Fluttershy welcomed them into her cottage far more excitedly than Rainbow Dash would have expected her to.

“Oh, don’t worry,” Fluttershy hummed eagerly, her butter colored wings relaxing and flexing at odd intervals. “Everypony has a particular tick, I’m sure it’s nothing I haven’t seen before –”

“Oh, that’s not it,” Pinkie shook her head with a grin as Fluttershy led Dash through her warmly lit living room. “See, Rainbow Dash –”

“I’ve got it covered, Pinkie Pie,” Dash said grumpily, another blush creeping onto her features.

“ – can’t cum!” Pinkie finished seriously, prompting another stare from Fluttershy.

“… Seriously?” Fluttershy looked at her with a slight tilt. “… As-as in… all day?”

“Ever,” Pinkie said in a hushed tone.

“… Oh, my goodness,” Fluttershy’s eyes widened a little, and she blinked. “That sounds… oh, my. That sounds just plain terrible,” she carefully placed the basket of vegetables on the living room table, turning all her attention to the flustered Rainbow Dash.

“It’s-it’s not really that big of a deal,” Dash rubbed the back of her neck in humiliation, turning away from her friend.

“I can’t imagine what you must be going through,” Fluttershy patted her on the head soothingly. “You poor, poor thing…”

If Rainbow Dash had been paying attention, she might have noticed a strange, knowing glance shared between Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy. However, so great was her embarrassment over even Fluttershy knowing about her ‘condition’ that she didn’t notice it.

“You know,” Pinkie said suddenly. “I’m kinda pooped. What do you say I go grab a bite to eat, while you and Dashie… work out the kinks?” she asked slyly.

“Oh, I think Rainbow Dash would appreciate, um… privacy while I try to help solve her problem. Wouldn’t you, Rainbow Dash?” Fluttershy asked politely, but Dash only shrugged.

“Whelp,” Pinkie Pie stated a little bit too loudly, stretching her hooves behind her back. “I’m gonna hit the road. I’ll bring back donut holes!”

“Um, that’s okay, Pinkie,” Fluttershy continued rubbing Dash over the head, the tip of her hoof skimming just over her scalp. “I already have dinner planned out, but –”

She didn’t get the chance to finish, as Pinkie Pie was already out the door. Fluttershy shook her head slowly, her hoof still massaging slowly over Dash’s head.

“… Flutters, you – I mean, you know that-that you don’t have to –” Rainbow Dash started, only for Fluttershy to hush her by slipping a hoof over her mouth.

“Shh, shh shh shh,” Fluttershy whispered in a sultry hum, leaning and tilting Rainbow Dash toward the sofa until she sat obediently. “Don’t you worry about a thing. Just follow my lead,” she insisted gently. “Um, I mean, if that’s okay with you.”

Fluttershy’s hoof stayed over her mouth for a moment longer, until she pushed Rainbow Dash far enough back on the sofa that she was sitting with her back against it and her back legs hanging down awkwardly.

For a moment, Dash wondered how Lyra managed to sit in such an uncomfortable position, but was quickly distracted when Fluttershy’s hoof slowly and softly began sliding back and forth over her lips, brushing kindly against her cheek.

“Well?” Fluttershy asked finally, the seemingly shell shocked pegasus simply gawking back at her. “Are you just going to sit there?”

Dash flinched from her hard stare, but Fluttershy’s gaze softened even before Dash began tentatively licking Fluttershy’s hoof.

“O-oh, my,” Fluttershy breathed as Rainbow Dash let her tongue roll over the top of Fluttershy’s hoof, hot, wet drool dripping gradually over it. “Rainbow Dash, I-I haven’t even washed up yet. That’s so dirty,” she teased, not stopping for a moment.

Dash flushed again from her words, a little put off. However, Fluttershy, emboldened by Rainbow Dash’s prompt licking, pressed forward against Dash and placed her hooves over the base of her wings. She leaned in and delicately touched Rainbow Dash’s quivering lips against her own, tenderly kissing and pulling at her.

For the longest time, Dash honestly felt too afraid to move too quickly – not afraid for herself, of course. From Fluttershy’s every movement, her every word, the hushed tones she spoke in, the hesitant and timid but equally passionate kisses; it made Rainbow Dash feel that if she moved too swiftly, or even spoke too loudly, it would harm her friend.

To Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy was more than somepony that she had looked out for on numerous occasions; she was her longtime friend. She had even known Fluttershy since flight school, when she was just a little filly.

And to see her now, shyly blushing and moaning in bashful lust against her gave rise to several conflicting emotions that she didn’t even know she had previously. Dash felt almost as if Fluttershy wasn’t meant for such closeness; as if holding her even a little too tightly would break her. It took absolutely everything that she had to refrain from clutching back, for fear of hurting the fragile mare.

“Fluttershy,” Dash tried to stutter, only to be cut off by Fluttershy’s tongue. She started to break away, but instead inclined forward a little and leaned into the kiss, tenderly skimming her hooves over Fluttershy’s waist. She began to lose track of precisely why she was trying to avoid this, the heat and tension in her chest rising along with her need.

Eventually, Fluttershy carefully pulled away from her, and Dash could feel the base of her wings throbbing painfully from where Fluttershy’s hooves had been. She drew backwards slowly, a thin sliver of glinting saliva linking the pair of pegasi perversely.

Fluttershy allowed her hoof to skid down Dash’s sapphire chest, slinking shakily toward her crotch.

“I-I can’t wait any longer,” Fluttershy exhaled heavily, the fiery tinge in her cheeks almost bright enough to serve as another light. For all that Dash tried to convince herself that Fluttershy really was made of tougher stuff than she had assumed, she still could not shake the feeling that Fluttershy was being too delicate… but then again, she still wasn’t stopping. “So let’s see if we can… solve your problem, Dashie. Maybe some, um… muscular exercises.”

She grinned, and Dash soon found that she couldn’t help but smile when she saw the upturned look on Fluttershy’s face. It was nearly infectious, the airy, playful beginning of a giggle on her tongue. Fluttershy’s hooves roamed unsteadily over Rainbow Dash’s lithe, athletic figure, rustling over her stomach. Dash shivered in anticipation, grabbing the very tips of both of her wings and holding them tightly.

“You’ve got to loosen up a little, Rainbow Dash,” Fluttershy said with an uneven voice as she slowly began to spread the pegasus, her warm breath delighting her as it landed on her exposed flesh.

“… Oh, my,” she added after a couple of seconds, a titter escaping her lips. “It looks like you’ve already used this quite a lot today…”

Dash blushed in sudden self-consciousness and tensed beneath her touch, the base of her spine tingling awkwardly from the sitting position. However, from the way she sat, she was able to get a perfectly clear view of Fluttershy as she zealously spread her lips a little wider. Fluttershy’s trembling tongue ever so slowly reached out again, this time parting her with ease.

Rainbow Dash moaned ecstatically and arched her back a little tighter, Fluttershy’s quavering tongue darting up and down in a strange pattern inside her.

Fluttershy’s wet pants began to pick up strength and speed, and she tilted Rainbow Dash back.

“Here,” Fluttershy mumbled, almost too quietly to hear. “Lie on your back for me… um, please?”

Dash silently nodded, swallowing hard as she tried to keep her own breathing under control. She hadn’t realized until that very moment just how badly her legs were shaking, and she cautiously slid on the sofa until she was straight on her back. Fluttershy helped her along, lifting her legs higher and higher until they were nearly dangling over her head.

“Oh, my. Oh, my. Oh, my,” Fluttershy breathed in excitement, her hooves vibrating and jittering hard enough to make Rainbow Dash consider asking her to take a couple of minutes.

“Like… like this?” Dash asked, stretching her legs a little further apart for her.

Fluttershy’s cheeks brightened, and her smile grew a bit wider. She nodded wordlessly, and she was nearly on the verge of hyperventilation before she finally managed to get a small grip on herself. With a little shake, she used her hooves to caress and knead Dash’s clit, her face coming closer and closer to it simultaneously. The scent of her juices only served to thrill her more.

“Oh, my goodness,” Fluttershy said quietly. “I don’t know what Pinkie Pie was thinking; you’re positively dripping, Rainbow Dash.”

“Y-yeah,” she responded automatically, turning her head from the awkwardness. Seeing that she was clearly embarrassed, Fluttershy grinned and leaned over her.

“It’s okay,” she whispered. “I am, too.”

She positioned herself over Rainbow Dash, showing her that it was the truth. The sight of Fluttershy’s glistening, wet vertical smile made her grin back at it, and she began licking the coy pegasus starting from her clit and licking her way up.

Fluttershy moaned with pleasure, her sigh sounding much louder than it really was. Rainbow Dash’s tongue jolted across her slit, making her shudder precipitously atop her. Once more, Fluttershy inched her way between Dash’s legs…

Except this time, she used Dash’s legs as leverage atop her and spread her as far as she could, using her hooves to expose her completely.

Without giving pause, the tip of Fluttershy’s tongue darted directly into Dash’s anus.

Rainbow Dash squirmed and squeaked in surprise, her own tongue bolting a little deeper inside Fluttershy’s sweet crevice. Fluttershy’s tongue felt nearly boiling from the heat, and Dash carved out her initials inside her damp cave. As the trembling pegasus atop her squealed with delight over her, Fluttershy came hard against Rainbow Dash.

She withdrew from Dash with heavy breathing, sweat along her sides making it feel even hotter. Fluttershy flexed Dash’s lower hole a tad more enthusiastically, and eventually made her way off of her. She stroked and kissed the sweet nectar from Dash’s chin and cheeks when she did so, and Dash embraced her tenderly.

“Still not yet, hmm?” Fluttershy bustled with newfound energy, and Dash silently shook her head. Thinking quickly, Fluttershy gave a shrewd smirk and reached for the basket of picked vegetables.

“… Uh, Fluttershy?” Rainbow Dash asked at last as the pegasus turned away from her. “What do – oh. Oh.”

Fluttershy grinned silently, the shaved carrot between her teeth dangling perilously from her mouth.

“We’we gowwa stweff ‘dat howe,” Fluttershy tried to say. “If juff not faiw if owwy I ge’ ooh cum, wigh’?”

“What?”

Fluttershy responded by snickering and placing the opposite end of the carrot over her anus, the cool end meeting her ridges.

“Easy, easy!” Rainbow Dash stiffened up, but Fluttershy didn’t simply stuff it in as she expected her to. Instead, Fluttershy left one end of the carrot perched tantalizingly on her vent, and allowed the rest of it to slide effortlessly into her mouth.

Dash was still for a couple of seconds, but gradually picked up speed with Fluttershy’s slow maneuvers. The heat blooming inside her was nearly unbearable, and Dash bit her wingtips in bliss and desire.

Slowly, slowly, the carrot coated with Fluttershy’s drool pushed a tiny bit deeper into her. Dash heard Fluttershy begin to gag a couple of times, struggling for air. She tried to stop Fluttershy from pushing herself too far, but the pegasus only pushed her hooves back to her sides, continuing to tongue the carrot into her further… and further…

Rainbow Dash cried out, arching her back as far as she could when the carrot reached completely into her back passage. She pushed her hips high into the air, gripping the sofa cushions and panting deeply. When she did so, she could feel the carrot sluggishly slipping out of her.

“There we go,” Fluttershy softly pushed the carrot back inside of her with the tip of her hoof. Dash moaned again, teetering on the edge. She could feel it, she was so close! It was driving her completely mental just how near she was to her goal, how badly she wanted it, but it didn’t seem to be any closer at all.

“A-another,” Dash gasped at last. “I-I can feel it, Flutters; I’m almost there, I-I’m so close, I’m so close!”

“I’m getting there, too,” Fluttershy puffed, caringly tucking another carrot end into her fur purse. “So-so let’s do it together, okay?”

Dash could only nod as Fluttershy positioned the carrot over her other slit, connecting the two of them once more. Fluttershy’s voice outmatched even Dash’s when she slid down the orange rod, the thick carrot pumping into both of them at the same time.

Rainbow Dash screamed in pleasure, her insistence for more urging Fluttershy to thrust faster and faster, their continued lusty moans making even the air throb as they locked lips again.

"Oh my, oh my oh my oh my oh my oh my!"

Fluttershy’s steamy liquids streamed over Dash without warning, and Fluttershy shrieked and curved her spine directly upwards. The motion caused the carrot inside the two of them to judder viciously, and the ginger stick in Dash’s anus twisted out stickily.

Fluttershy erratically flopped atop Rainbow Dash, her face meeting the sofa from exhaustion. Although muffled, she still managed to find the strength to lift her head a little and meet Dash’s magenta eyes.

“That-that w-was amazing,” she grinned down at her, nuzzling her neck. “Oh, Dashie. I don’t think I’ve ever c-come that hard before.”

“Yeah,” Dash responded scratchily, her own need still unfulfilled. “I wish I could say the same.”

Fluttershy blinked, as if suddenly remembering herself. Ashamed, she bit her lip guiltily.

“Oh, my goodness,” Fluttershy sputtered. “I-I’m so sorry, I didn’t even – I, I mean – if you aren’t –”

“It’s okay, Flutters.” Dash sat up slowly, but shakily. The upset pegasus beside her fretfully tugged at her own mane, distraught. “I haven’t been able to get off for this long; to tell you the truth, I didn’t really think that anypony could help me, anyway.”

“You… you didn’t have any faith in me at-at all…?” Fluttershy asked softly, hurt.

Dash recoiled, and said “It’s not like that. Not at all,” before pulling her into a fond hug. “I’m just… used to never being fulfilled, that’s all I mean. You were great, Fluttershy; that really was amazing for me, too.”

She smiled kindly at her friend, but the beam began to fade when she saw the translucent tears gliding down Fluttershy’s cheeks.

“I-I’m sorry, Rainbow Dash,” Fluttershy hid her face in her hooves. “I’m s-sorry that I-I wasn’t good enough.”

Dash choked, miserably pulling Fluttershy even closer to her and wrapping her wings around her warmly.

“Hey. Hey, hey, hey,” she whispered into her ear, rocking her comfortingly. “You were awesome. At least twenty percent more than Twilight said you’d be.”

Fluttershy froze in abject horror, looking up to reveal that her eyes were blotchy.

“What?” she stuttered. “Twilight? She… she told you?”

“No, not… exactly,” Dash continued cautiously. “Told me… what? You mean, about the ‘stimulation’ thing?”

Fluttershy stared at the mare that held her for a long time, uncomfortably fidgeting and not saying a single word.

She gulped eventually, and said “Dash… I-I wanted Twilight to, um…”

“You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to,” Dash hugged her again gently, letting Fluttershy rest her chin on her shoulder.

“I wanted to be ready for you,” Fluttershy sobbed, unable to support herself any longer. Rainbow Dash was on the verge of a comforting reply before it finally sank in.

The information hit Rainbow Dash harder than a ton of bricks.

Oh.

Oh.

“Ffffffffffffffffffffffffuck.”

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Author's Note

Coincidentally, Angel decided to skip dinner that night.

The Rainbow Connection

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“So… Fluttershy has feelings for you,” Pinkie Pie inspected the bottom of her hoof nonchalantly. “Who’d have guessed.”

“I am so boned,” Rainbow Dash moaned miserably, rubbing her temples. Twilight sympathetically patted her on the back, and poured them all more coffee. “Boned, screwed, completely and utterly fucked.”

“I’m sure it can’t be that bad,” Twilight tried to console her, the chirruping of nighttime crickets beneath her kitchen window lowly interrupting.

“She was crying when I left, Twi,” Rainbow Dash’s head thumped against the table in woe, desperately pulling at her ears. “I don’t think I’ve ever felt worse in my whole life.”

“I think you’re looking at it the wrong way,” Pinkie Pie scratched her chin, casting an eye toward the door.

“How?” Rainbow Dash managed to barely pull her head up to look at her. “How am I even supposed to fix a situation like this, Pinks? I can’t, not when I don’t like her like that…”

“It could have been worse,” Pinkie shrugged optimistically. “You could have told her that you never felt the same way about her.”

“I did.”

Pinkie hissed sharply, hiding slightly behind her mug as she sat next to Dash.

“Ooh, yeah. That’s – wow, no wonder why she was crying.”

Rainbow Dash’s head hit the table again, and Pinkie Pie cringed guiltily before turning back to Twilight.

“What time did you say again?” she asked, desperate for their express visitor to arrive. “I think she’s late.”

“Princess Cadence is not going to be late,” Twilight rolled her eyes. “I’m almost positive.”

“Almost positive…?” Pinkie Pie inquired slyly.

“I’d love to see how she tries to ‘help’,” Rainbow Dash frowned. “How’d you even get her to come, anyway?”

“Probably with her tongue,” Pinkie snorted immediately.

Twilight flushed deeply, and blurted “That’s not funny, Pinkie Pie.” She took a deep breath before turning to Dash. “I sent her a letter already. She’s going as quickly as possible, so don’t be surprised if we have to wait a few more hours.”

Pinkie Pie clapped her hooves together excitedly.

“No problems with that!” she said with a grin. “I know of a few great time killers-”

“Not on your life,” Rainbow Dash deadpanned, much to Pinkie’s disappointment. “Not your fault, Pinks. It’s just that I can’t feel my ass.”

“Sounds like a personal problem.”

The trio jumped with individual shrieks of surprise, to the pleasure of one Princess Mi Amore Cadenza .

“Let myself in,” the pink alicorn lowered her black hood of her traveling cloak, beaming at the stunned little group. “Got your letter, Twilight.”

“Cadence!” Twilight scrabbled up gleefully, giggling and hugging her when she did. The pair of them promptly began a wiggling dance, singing “Sunshine, sunshine, ladybugs awake – clap your hooves and do a little shake!”

“… That’s friggin’ adorable,” Pinkie jabbed a hoof at them with all the subtlety of a rampaging manticore, but none seemed to notice.

“Everypony,” Twilight breathlessly cast a hoof around to the glum looking Dash and intrigued Pinkie Pie. “I’m sure you remember Princess Cadence.”

“Ooh, ooh! I do!”

“It was rhetorical, Pinkie,” Rainbow Dash only continued massaging her temples, but did eventually kneel respectfully to the princess.

“What’s up with the cloak, Cadence?” Twilight asked curiously, and the princess nickered before hanging it up beside the door.

“Oh, you know how it is. Once somepony sees their princess slipping out, they’ll follow her to the ends of Equestria just to be nosy,” she explained.

“Makes sense, I suppose,” Twilight nodded. “Rainbow Dash, I’ve already taken the liberties of detailing your plight in a letter to Princess Cadence-”

Twilight was interrupted by a quiet groan from Rainbow Dash.

“If by ‘letter’ you mean ‘twenty-six page document’,” Cadence grinned. “Then, yes.”

Rainbow Dash only moaned even more loudly.

“Oh, come on,” Twilight frowned at the blushing pegasus. “It’s not that terrible that I went out of my way to explain to a professional what –”

“It’s not that,” Dash twitched. “Pinkie’s hoofing me under the table.”

The sound of a hoof loudly hitting the table resounded through the room, and Pinkie bit her lip to fight back the giggles as she held up her other hoof.

“Guilty as charged,” she answered somewhat sheepishly.

Princess Cadence ever so slowly raised one eyebrow, which somehow only managed to make Rainbow Dash even more embarrassed.

“Can we just go home?” Dash flinched suddenly. “I can totally live with never getting off. I’ll just never, ever bang again…”

With a quiet sigh, Cadence kindheartedly patted Rainbow Dash on the head.

“Believe it or not…” she started slowly. “I think I’ve actually seen this before.”

“You have?” Dash looked up hopefully.

“Unfortunately,” Cadence frowned even more deeply, a pink spark alighting atop her horn. It tingled down over Rainbow Dash’s head and over her spine, zipping over her body rapidly like a static shock. Cadence hummed after a few seconds, backing away.

“What, what is it?”

“I’m glad you alerted me when you did,” Cadence nodded to Twilight. “From the looks of it, I’d say your friend here has been stricken with a serious Lovelock Curse.”

“A what now?” Pinkie Pie asked, much more interested.

“A Lovelock Curse,” Cadence wearily explained, sitting down opposite them and letting out a long, drawn out sigh. “I don’t know what cruel pony hit you with it, but it’s definitely been in effect for some while. How long has the Lovelock been on you, Rainbow Dash?”

Dash simply stared at her, and said “If-if by that, you mean, um…”

“You haven’t been able to climax recently, right?” Cadence began cautiously.

“Uh… ever.”

Cadence’s mouth opened and closed, but nothing came out.

“… Oh, wow,” she ran a hoof through her mane in distress after nearly half a minute. “Wow. This changes things a little…”

“How much?” Twilight asked in morbid terror. “It’s nothing too serious, is it? Oh, Celestia, it’s fatal, isn’t it?!”

“Thankfully, no,” Cadence tried to calm the nearly hysterical unicorn. “Although it’s going to be one hell of a fight breaking a Lovelock Curse that’s been in effect for that long.”

“So… you can’t help me?” Rainbow Dash asked quietly, rubbing her foreleg slowly.

“I didn’t say that,” Cadence replied after a while. “It’ll just be insanely difficult. I’m going to need some important and very hard to come by ingredients for an initial nullification ointment; afterwards, it’ll take a lot of work to attempt to bypass years of the curse’s effects and somehow manage to move it…”

“I don’t quite follow,” Pinkie Pie interrupted. “I mean, I’m all for slathering Dashie in ointment – but what exactly is a Lovelock Curse?”

“The results of foul magic,” Cadence furrowed her brows. “Deliberately harmful magic with dark intent; the Lovelock Curse was originally developed hundreds of years ago, and there’s no known spell to actually counter it…”

“What?” Rainbow Dash gawked in horror.

“There’s no way to get rid of it completely,” Cadence said sadly. “The Lovelock Curse can only be transferred from the victim to some other poor, unfortunate soul.”

“What kind of maniac would create a spell like that?” Twilight thought that her knees would buckle at the mere thought.

“That’s the thing,” Cadence rubbed her temples. “Nopony knows. Maybe if you could find out the source of the Lovelock Curse, you could end it forever-”

“Then that’s what we’ll do!” Pinkie Pie slammed her hoof against the table, knocking over Dash’s untouched drink. “We’ll find the nasty that made the curse in the first place, and find out how to undo it!”

“Easier said than done,” Twilight shifted uneasily. “I mean, how do we even know where to start?”

“It is an awfully big undertaking,” the princess nodded slowly.

“But that doesn’t mean we still aren’t going to try!” Twilight took charge, almost as if Pinkie’s determination were infectious. “Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie? You two head for Zecora’s, Cadence can make you a list of what she’ll need.”

“Whee, grocery shopping,” Pinkie deadpanned.

“Cadence?” Twilight ignored Pinkie, turning to the rather surprised alicorn. “I’m going to need your help for this one. If there’s one place that holds the greatest number of tomes on out of date magic, it’s Princess Celestia’s secondary library – and believe me, it is huge.”

“I’m a little proud of you, Twilight,” Cadence beamed. “Look at you, acting all grown up.”

Twilight blushed deeply, and said “There’s no time to lose!”

“Actually,” Rainbow Dash whimpered, leaning against the table. “There’s plenty of time to lose. I’m totally pooped. Can’t we do this in the morning?”

“I kinda agree with Dashie on this one,” Pinkie nodded tiredly. “It’s been one heck of a day.”

“But-but-but…!” Twilight sputtered, looking back and forth between them. She didn’t want to be disappointed after she’d gone and gotten all worked up. “But the library – the things we need to do, the curse –”

“Can all be seen to in the morning once everypony has had some rest,” Princess Cadence patted Twilight kindly on the shoulder.

“But what about Rainbow Dash climaxing?”

“I’d pay to see it,” Spike stuck his head in through the doorway, causing them all to jump.

“Spike!” Twilight lurched, her face burning.

“That’s m’name, don’t wear it out,” the violet drake scratched his scaly belly. “By the way, I could hear you guys all the way outside. Oh, hi, Cadence,” Spike blinked at the princess almost as an afterthought. “I guess that’s your crystal carriage outside, huh?”

Pinkie Pie stared at the princess for a long, long moment.

“… You came here in a black traveling cloak to hide your appearance, but also came in a royal crystal carriage?”

“… I’ll go tell them to head back without me,” Cadence actually blushed in embarrassment at her folly.

“Tell ‘em to bring back ice cream!” Spike called after her.

Unsurprisingly, Princess Cadence did not answer him.

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“I’m sorry, you want me to shove it where?”

Cadence cleared her throat uncomfortably, but Pinkie Pie’s grin was slowly growing.

“It’s – well, I think that it should help,” Princess Cadence shuffled awkwardly in Twilight’s basement, trying not to look at the shocked Rainbow Dash. She instead focused on some of Twilight’s odd instruments, and one with a few wires wrapped around a silver bubble on the side.

“There is no way that’s gonna happen!” Dash glowered angrily at her, whipping her head back to the flustered unicorn. “Twilight, tell her it’s nonsense!”

“Well…” Twilight poked around her laboratory sheepishly. “I-I mean, it has to go into your system somehow…”

Pinkie Pie held up the uncomfortably large vial of murky (and slightly glowing) green liquid, letting it slosh back and forth.

“And do you really want to taste it?” Pinkie asked coyly. “I mean, even Zecora said that it would take longer to go through the normal way. We’re being efficient.”

“Oh, please,” Twilight frowned. “We know you’re reveling in the opportunity to stuff something inside Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie.”

Princess Cadence coughed awkwardly into her hoof, making Dash blush again.

“If-if it helps, she could probably just do it by herself,” Cadence offered. “She’ll probably just need an average enema kit – Twilight, you’ve got one of those in here, right?”

“Why would I have t-that in my basement?” Twilight flushed.

“Oh, for crying out loud!” Rainbow Dash stamped angrily over to the large steel gurney and clambered atop it to drop onto her back before spreading her legs. “Screw it. Pinkie?”

“YES!” Pinkie Pie pumped her hoof in the air before catching herself. “Er-hem. Uh, I mean, um… sure thing, Dashie.”

Pinkie popped the top off of the overly sweet smelling liquid, twirling it around a couple of times. Rainbow Dash’s cheeks burned as Pinkie leaned over her.

“Cadence, Twi?” Pinkie looked at the stunned pair with a large smirk. “Wanna give me a hoof, here?”

Pinkie nudged Rainbow Dash, silently urging her to shift her legs into the air as she balance on her back. Her wings shifted uncomfortably, and Cadence and Twilight both helped in spreading her legs a little further apart.

“Hoo! Careful,” Pinkie mumbled, nearly dropping the vial as she, too, climbed atop the gurney.

“Don’t drop that!” Cadence cringed. “That was everything Zecora had – we need to save every single last drop.”

“Right,” Twilight nodded. “And after it’s started taking effect, then…”

Cadence nodded grimly.

“… Pinkie Pie,” Cadence asked softly. “Are you sure you want to do this?”

“Pfft. ‘Course I do,” Pinkie sniffed. “Dashie’s – Rainbow Dash is my friend. You didn't think Fluttershy was the only one that-that really really cared about Dash, did you?”

“There may be no way to reverse it without finding the origins of the curse,” the princess warned her, readjusting her grip on Dash’s back hoof.

“And I made a promise,” Pinkie Pie said with dark determination. “I promised that one way or another, I was going to make Dashie cum. And by syrup, I’m gonna do it!”

And with that, Pinkie Pie stuffed the bottleneck of the vial directly into Rainbow Dash.

Dash gasped in surprise and yelped, her face burning furiously as she wriggled. She found that it had suddenly become much harder to look the mortified princess in the face. That, and the intensely warm liquid seeping straight down inside her made an odd pressure begin to rise…

“Stop!” Cadence shouted, but too late.

“What?” Pinkie froze as the last of the dimly glowing liquid disappeared straight into Rainbow Dash. The pegasus panted and writhed, biting back a moan. “Are we going to do this, or not?”

“No, not that!” Cadence’s eyes widened. “That’s the wrong hole!”

“… Ffffffffffuck.”

“Don’t move!” Twilight snapped a hoof out. “There – there might be a way…!”

“Crap, crap, crap!” Pinkie wailed. “Why didn’t you say it was the wrong hole?”

“How was I supposed to know you’d just jam it in?” Twilight shot back. “You were supposed to wait for the signal anyway!”

“Girls!” Cadence glared at them both. “Fighting isn’t going to get anypony anywhere.”

“Uh…” Rainbow Dash stiffened up. “I-I feel… kind of funny…”

“Don’t worry,” Pinkie Pie slammed one hoof into the other. “I can still fix this. Spread a little wider.”

“Wait, what?”

Pinkie Pie held Dash’s hips loosely, and looked her in the eyes.

“Dashie. Be very, very still for me. Okay?”

Rainbow Dash opened her mouth to respond, but slowly closed it and nodded, silently cursing her wish to hurry and get the humiliating experience over with. Much to her surprise, Pinkie Pie leaned in and kissed ever so gently on the top of her clit. Dash shivered in delight, her breath catching in her chest.

“Pinkie!” Twilight hissed. “Now is not the time to-”

The mare cut her off with a single hoof, returning instead to placing her lips directly over Rainbow Dash’s lower ones. Dash writhed in pleasure as she felt the beginning of the suction starting, the liquid ever so gently being pulled out of her and into Pinkie Pie’s mouth.

“… Okay, that’s kind of hot.”

“Cadence!”

“Sorry!” the princess blushed, stifling a giggle. Pinkie Pie nodded with her cheeks full, turning lower to Dash’s rear entrance. Her hot tongue slid ever so carefully out of her mouth, desperate not to spill a single drop as Pinkie began worming her way into Dash’s anus.

Rainbow Dash’s breaths came in short gasps, and her face was a vibrant shade of red.

“Oh~hh, no, oh no. Oh, ye~es, oh, no,” Dash whimpered. “Pinkie – Pinkie Pie, it-it feels weird…!”

“It’s already starting,” Cadence muttered. “Pinkie Pie, you’ve got to hurry!”

Pinkie let the liquid in her mouth seep into Dash’s other hole before turning again to her slit, suctioning out the rest and repeating the process. It felt like every single second crawled by, and Rainbow Dash thought that her whole body was going to catch fire from the heat.

Her hips bucked involuntarily against Pinkie’s eager mouth, and Cadence and Twilight had difficulty keeping her still enough that Pinkie could transfer the rest of the potion.

“Ahh~ah!” Dash cried in ecstasy, a loopy grin winding over her face as her hips forcefully jerked into the air. “I’m so close – oh, Celestia, I’m so close!”

“That’s all there is,” Pinkie Pie huffed weakly, wiping her lips. “That’s – that’s all there is…!”

“Okay!” Cadence nodded firmly, a pink spark alighting over her horn once more. “Pinkie Pie, are you ready?”

“Hit me with your best shot,” Pinkie nodded with a half sad, half determined nod. “… ♫Fire aw~ay.♫”

Cadence’s spell lingered over Rainbow Dash for a bare moment, before it tingled over her body and whirled over Pinkie Pie’s neck and almost seemed to lower itself over her body like a set of chains. Within another moment, the lingering afterimage of the spell burning through the air had vanished. Every one of them except for Rainbow Dash was still for a long moment, expectantly waiting.

“P-Pinkie!” Rainbow Dash suddenly bucked violently. “Pinkie, Pinkie Pie oh Celestia I’M FINALLY GONNA CUM!”

And climax, Rainbow Dash did.

Rainbow Dash came so hard that she nearly went deaf in her left ear.

An explosive burst of sparkling liquid sprayed straight out of Rainbow Dash’s slit, and she screamed in delight as she arched her back so quickly that it cracked. And Dash just kept spurting – one long stream after another jittered out of her, the majority of which soaked a thoroughly (and understandably) stunned Pinkie Pie.

Rainbow Dash collapsed atop the gurney, shaking and quivering; however, she did so with a smile so wide that her jaw was feeling numb, and her eyes were clouded and half-lidded.

“… Well. Fuck me,” Pinkie Pie blinked, wiping her face in shock.

“Princess,” Twilight said through the side of her mouth, her eyes as wide as saucers. “We are never to speak of this again.”

“Agreed.”

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Author's Note

Yep. There's a sequel.